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

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

...

That's...probably the case. [D-ne sighs and her shoulders slump in defeat.] I've known a-all alone, but... I thought if there was the slightest chance...

[rockthistown]

They've got tons! Even things you don't see a lot in Pikarigaoka usually, like churros!

[rockthistown]

[Hime puts a bandage on, washes the potato peeler, and gets back to hacking at the potatoes.]

Thank you. I usually end up needing a lot of these. [sigh] They don't have anyone here to cook for us, and I don't exactly do this a lot. I've learned a couple things, though!

[rockthistown]

[Hime jumps, startled, and drops the violin bow. Sheepishly, she picks it up and looks over.]

I can't get the hang of anything.

[onthebusagain]

You think so? [Her spirits are crushed.]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[She waits a moment, and then enters the room gingerly.]

Hime-san... How long did you try at east instrument?

[rockthistown]

Maybe not that long... But what else are we supposed to do in here?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

If you want to actually get good at something, you have to work at it, Hime-san. Go through all these instruments again and find the one that feels best, even if it doesn't sound that way. Then you practice.

[breakingbread]

[Valjean takes up peeling alongside her without comment.]

Oh, yes, this is certainly a learning experience. I am used to cooking for myself at times, but not with anything like this. [Glancing around at the...modern kitchen at large.] What do you know how to make?

[rockthistown]

But how do I know what feels best?

[rockthistown]

My friend taught me to make a few things, like cake, cupcakes, tamagoyaki... I might not always get them right, but I try. I guess food is more important than you'd think, because it... has the cook's feelings in it or something?

[breakingbread]

Whatever you like. I've been trying all the different varieties available here, but I quite like the mint one?

[solomonjihad]

That...sounds amazing. I've never been. To New York.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Have you tried... Do they have osmanthus tea?

[sunshineprincess]

[Anna pulls a red one out with some white lace trim.]

Was it a present?

[sunshineprincess]

Pika-what? Churros?

[You're speaking a different language here.]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

You'll just know. Try the violin again. Go on.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

That's... Not quite. I was...ah, holding it for someone.

[She blushes slightly and starts to help with cleanup. This is a futile task.]

[rockthistown]

Pikarigaoka is the town I live in! I had to leave the Blue Sky Kingdom for a while, so I moved into the embassy. I still live there now, even though everything is fine back home again. My mother was a little disappointed that I wasn't going back home, but I will eventually, and I visit all the time!

[rockthistown]

Okay...

[squeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak this is painful]

I don't think this is going to work!

[solomonjihad]

Of course.

[Oh...oh? yes? Is she supposed to...mgh.]

Practice makes perfect?

[breakingbread]

I haven't, but let me see...

[I don't know what the fuck that is, so you know what sure]

Ah, there is! You just relax, then - I'll have it ready in a minute.

[solomonjihad]

[Nonsense, it was all perfectly legal and no one mysteriously died or anything!!]

Thinking you're a human when you're not, growing up...but, things are better now. I understand who I am now.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Gentler. You have to have a steady hand and patience, whatever one you choose.

[solomonjihad]

[Don't mind her, she's singing a little.]

Any shade you want.
Like purple, or bright pink..or red mordant.