week 1

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 1

[With the introduction of their showrunner and a brief run through of what they're in for in their time in the Opera House out of the way, the performers are free to explore the first floor of the opera house at their leisure then and for the rest of the week that lies ahead. The double doors leading to the kitchen will be unlocked at 7 am and locked at 10 pm for intermission. Performers are free to prepare meals for themselves and others at any time outside of intermission.

The Merchandise Booth will also be open for business after the first day as some of the performers may find envelopes with their names on it taped to their doors in the morning.

If performers wish to have private conversations with their showrunner, The Balladeer, just step up to the box office and see if he's in.

Enjoy your week, everyone.]


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[ooc: This is the last mod post for the week for us! Feel free to start depositing coins in the merch booth if any of your threads have reached that length, so long as they're not with the Balladeer. Remember, song threads mean double coins! There will be no murder this first week so gain all the CR you can while it lasts, darlings.]

Comments

[sunshineprincess]

[She shakes her head and starts picking them up. She's not the best at organizing, so everything goes into a big crumpled mess on top of another box of ribbons.]

There we go. Hey, they've got green ones.

[Doo dee doo gonna pick a few out from here.]

Do you like the color red?

[onthebusagain]

I was trying to think of ways to cheer up everyone, and bam, it like, hit me! Makeovers! Everyone loves makeovers! [She's excited someone else thinks it's a good idea!! For a blue haired kid, Hime's growing on her. ]

[sunshineprincess]

[She nods and sets the pot on the stove. Wow, rice looks almost like-]

They're like little pearls.

[solomonjihad]

...I see. Close to Mr. Flynn...

[Scribble.]

I just want to see when everyone is from. Maybe it can help solve what's happened.

[trettende]

Ah, excellent. That's a fine goal to have.

[ Actually... Hans can't not ask. ]

I imagine you could speak, before being trapped here, yes?

[sunshineprincess]

[Anna tries to imagine herself with padded shoulders, breaking out into a fit of giggling.]

I think I like my shoulders like they are!

[The elephant in the room...]

[sunshineprincess]

[Old timely words.]

Maybe. I'll keep- [She pulls a small box out.] First aid kit?

[trettende]

Yes, I agree. Though the Balladeer said perhaps it was for... "dramatic effect" or something along those lines, which is ridiculous.

[ Hans scoffs. The Balladeer can suck it. ]

Oh, ah... Yes, that did happen. Accidentally, I might add. [ He can see how it would be weird out of context. No worries, he has a plan! ] We had a bit of a tumble when we first met, though thankfully I was the only one who ended up taking a dive in the fjord.

[trettende]

[ Hans smiles. ]

Yes, I think that'd be a little much. It looks good on you as-is.

[ What elephant where there's definitely no elephants here. ]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

You simply need some encouragement, Raoul-san!

[An almost mischievoous smile rises to her face and- just what is this music.]

Darkened halls, and strange fellows, what a place to be,
Wondering how many of them are trusty.

Fretfully realizing there's so much to do,
"Dear, oh dear, oh, this cannot be, more to adjust to!"

Between the bad policies,
And oh-so invasive profiles,
"I want to leave this place," we all think mournfully.

Regardlessly energetic-like feelings, grab them in your hands,
Acting as if you can rise above it,
Swallow the fear,
"Hello to you~" (Sigh)

All that you don't know, all that you can learn,
No matter our fears, "Everyone's New Life!!"
That's what this is, for now at least, but we'll all get through it!
Playing our parts with an actor's pride, we can get back to the ones we love!

Even though you struggle on, and this song's a poor construction...

[Though she loses confidence towards the end there, D-ne sings with an energy that's honestly unlike her! And then shyly brushes a strand of hair behind her ear.]

[trettende]

[ Hans can dream, okay. He's a Prince and this is his best motivation voice. ]

Well, I highly doubt any of us are killers, so I would say so. As soon as we start suspecting each other of wrongdoing, the Balladeer and his management get exactly what they want, don't they?

[sunshineprincess]

[That piques her interest.]

We can? How?

[trettende]

Thanks.

[ Hans smiles at the praise. Just a muted thing. His issues aren't going to go away but the attempt is always nice. ]

I suppose they think it's all part of this "show" they've put on. Trapping us in an opera house, treating us like actors... Perhaps they expect us to compose our own soundtrack as well?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[D-ne's brow furrows and she frowns in thought.] Is that...so...? Yes, I don't think I believe him either. There's no way I would've... [Her eyes appear distant, but it lasts for only a moment.] I believe more visits will be required. Maybe then, you could...we could somehow discern his true character.

[solomonjihad]

...hair dye...maybe there's some here...?

[Is there? Or...]

[sunshineprincess]

[Standing in front of the mirror, Anna feels like something is off.]

I don't think my hair is going to work. [The princess braid-bun up-do simply, well, won't do.] I should change it up.

[It will come to light eventually.]

[onthebusagain]

You've got the look at least. [Does she sound a little doubtful? Her tone isn't quite right. She's trying real hard to be nice, but old habits die hard.]

[sunshineprincess]

What's hair dye?

[It sounds interesting.]

costume shop

[onthebusagain]

Don't like red? [Heather really likes this room. Being surrounded by clothes and accessories? It's almost like a mall! She can't really figure out why this girl is so set on throwing all the red ribbons aside like that. It's totally weird.]

[solomonjihad]

It dyes your hair. It can be any color you want...

[Is there...any...?]

Bathroom!

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[Communal bathrooms are probably the worst. D-ne's been spending as little time in them as possible, not really doing her hair or anything. However, the sight of the small girl (a child here, so strange) at the mirror puzzles her.]

You are...? Ah, what are you trying to do?

[onthebusagain]

A hot pink, maybe! It would be a nice contrast!

Costume Shop, He probably needs a makeover

[dontfeedplants]

[So Seymour doesn't go in here often but he might as well get some new outfits if they're just being offered for free and-oh god a person.]

Um... you like doing makeovers?

[onthebusagain]

[She takes the bucket gratefully, and gags a couple of times, but it's all dramatics.]

...Thanks.

[solomonjihad]

You're welcome.

[Uh, what else do you do when someone is...??]

Maybe...something to drink to settle yourself?