WEEK 6

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 6

[Six weeks later, and eleven performers remain.

The opera house is much the same when Monday morning dawns this week. It seems you've truly gone as high as you can go - there is no fifth floor, and no sign of any other new areas. The air has grown colder, like perhaps someone failed to adjust the heating for the winter weather that's supposedly happening just outside. Javert and Astarte's stars are still firmly affixed to their doors; it seems you might have to try a little harder to learn their secrets.

Things seem to be building. Have a good week, everyone.]

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[ooc: don't forget to submit your memories and check into the roll call!]

Comments

[trettende]

It's good to keep busy, considering our options.

[ See, they can totally be friends. And wait for this disaster to happen. ]

Have you had any luck searching for signs of the old cast?

[dechagny]

Ah, yes - though I have not really thought of them as an old cast. They were captives here, just as we are now.

[Putting the pink slimy pie in the oven~]

[trettende]

Well, yes. Unfortunately, that seems to be the case. I have to wonder if this place was built entirely for this bizarre "play" they've decided to put us in.

[ Good, now he doesn't have to look at it.... ]

[dechagny]

[Let's just poke around the timer on the oven until it's set for a half hour. He was going to put it in for the prescribed fifteen minutes, but...let's face it, he's hoping it burns so he has an excuse to toss it.]

That could be very likely, but at the same time very foreboding. Why no one from before us has thought to return and have the building destroyed is beyond me.