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

[irreprochable]

Definitely odd. But possibly a coincidence.

[trettende]

I've known some fairy tales to be true, back home. Princess Rapunzel and her golden hair made quite a splash when her story came to light.

[ Yes, that's a thing. ]

[irreprochable]

These things should cease to be surprising at some point.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[She's going to ask about his prayers, but-]

Excuse me? Is... Do you and the Inspector know each other?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

That's exactly what I think. And I haven't got anything to use at that merchandise booth, so...here I am.

[Better than just sitting around on her hands.]

...It's probably not here, though. I've been looking for some time.

[trettende]

We can hope so, at least. This is far from an ideal situation, either way.

[ Plus, communal showers? Ugh. ]

[trettende]

We'll have to agree to disagree, then.

[ jk he totally agrees. ]

[dechagny]

[I know, right? So barbaric.]

It might be nice to take a look at the stage and seats, actually. I patron a prominent opera house in Paris, and if anything I would like to confirm that this one pales in comparison.

[trettende]

Yes, I've even heard rumors of magic in Arendelle. It's not all that surprising, nowadays.

[robitussin]

I'm guessing the exit is going to be a little harder to get to than just looking around a lot.

[robitussin]

[She shrugs.]

No business. Just wandering around again. Not like there's much else to do here.

[dechagny]

[Raoul gestures with his "rapier".] That is when you must make your own fun, I'm afraid.

[robitussin]

God, they're such assholes.

[rubs at her face]

Maybe you'll get it back from that booth soon?

[robitussin]

Ah, the sweet smell of naivete in the morning. Gotta love it.

[irreprochable]

Perhaps wherever you were from.

[breakingbread]

I will see to that, then.

[jesus javert all he did was acknowledge that you're sort of bad at self-care]

Have you been keeping watch here at night? [Genuine question; he hasn't been making a habit of staying out long after intermission begins. Part wariness, part not really having anything to do at that hour.]

[robitussin]

Yeah. There's a piano in the music room, so that's cool, I guess.

[She sighs.]

At least we're all assuming we'll be able to leave after a while.

[irreprochable]

[javert nods slowly.]

Someone needs to keep vigilante. Intermission seems as good a time as any for people to strike.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[...]

It looks better than I would've thought.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[you know i didn't mean to make that part talking but it works so let's roll with it]

Just a step up from basic care. Lotions if people have poor skin. Some...hygiene assistance for the young ladies here. [An embarrassed smile.] Those sorts of things.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

That's very...very admirable of you, sir. I would think, ah... Anyone would worry about their...abilities in a place like this, especially someone in your profession.

[Is this how comfort works...]

[trettende]

[ So undignified. ]

It might at least provide some distraction from the same few rooms. I'll bet it can't hold a candle to the ones in Paris.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

I can only hope as much.

[She smiles weakly.]

But, ah... You must be in here for something other than talking about my missing possessions. I didn't mean to hold you up, Natalie-sa-- ...Natalie.

[trettende]

[ Hans shrugs. ]

Call it what you will.

[sunshineprincess]

[She takes her half and very carefully takes a bite. Hmm... She perks up with a big smile.]

This is amazing! It's like a hot sandwich!