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

[robitussin]

Huh.

[she finds the east coast part more interesting than avocados]

What was it like there?

[dontfeedplants]

[Broad shrugs.]

I don't have anything interesting to say about it. I've only lived in the Skid Rows of New York my whole life.

[robitussin]

I don't know what skid rows are. Sorry.

But, I mean... You must have something to say about it. I mean, it's New York.

[dontfeedplants]

Oh sorry, it's kind of the bad parts of New York.

I guess they could be worse? Although everything could be much better...

[Yeah he's not good at this, sorry.]

[robitussin]

That's really descriptive. Thanks for that.

[she says, knowing she wouldn't describe where she lives any more accurately]

[dontfeedplants]

Sorry, I just can't think of anything good to say about where I live.

I guess there's a lot of homeless people?

[...Okay bad timing, he's just trying to find of some descriptors about Skid Row.]

[robitussin]

...Do you think that's a good thing?

[dontfeedplants]

Sorry, that was bad timing, I was trying to think of something to say about that place. There really isn't a lot of good things about it.

[robitussin]

You just haven't found a way out yet, then?

[dontfeedplants]

No, some days I wonder if there even is a way out.

... I mean, ways besides being kidnapped.

[robitussin]

...Huh. That's honestly more cynical than I expected from you. You kind of seem like the really awkward but innocent and optimistic type. Am I wrong there?

[is that a compliment or not. we just don't know.]

[dontfeedplants]

Oh, I guess I wouldn't consider myself as either? I try to be optimistic but it's hard to look on the bright side of things sometimes.

[robitussin]

Ohhhh.

[Something seems to dawn on her.]

You're like a nerdy Eeyore. I get it now.

[dontfeedplants]

Thanks? But I don't think I'm that bad.

[robitussin]

That wasn't... 100% an insult. It was maybe like 47%.

[dontfeedplants]

What's the other 53%?

[robitussin]

Not an insult.

[dontfeedplants]

... Okay, then how is being called an Eeyore not an insult?

[robitussin]

That was the 47%.

[dontfeedplants]

But I...

[Oh nevermind.]

I mean, if you lived downtown you would understand. I don't think I know of anyone who was able to move out of here.

[robitussin]

How many people did you know of, though? Not to be a dick or anything, but you don't seem like the most outgoing guy.

[dontfeedplants]

Not a lot, but I've never seen any "for sale" signs come up unless someone died.

... I guess some homeless people could have moved out, if that counts.

[robitussin]

Maybe they got put up in places you don't visit often.