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

[solomonjihad]

Do you need help?

[sunshineprincess]

Please... I don't know why these buttons are so tiny!

[solomonjihad]

Oh, yes--

[She fumbles a bit, but she does manage after a minute to start buttoning her up.]

Here...

[sunshineprincess]

[She smiles after it's done, admiring herself in the mirror.]

It looks so- [She stops and touches her hair, confusion on her face. Why hadn't she noticed before?] ... it's gone...

[solomonjihad]

It--

[Eh?]

What is it?

[Hair pin? Did they steal a hairpin from you?]

[sunshineprincess]

I used to have a white streak in my hair... but it's not there anymore.

[This is so strange. She was sure it was there when she dressed the morning of the coronation.]

[solomonjihad]

...You did? Maybe its covered up by the rest of your hair?

[Though...that would be obvious wouldn't it...]

[sunshineprincess]

[She takes her braids out and checks to make sure. Just in case.]

No... it's gone gone.

[solomonjihad]

[Her eyes furrow at this. Gone gone...]

...The people responsible...why would they steal the color from your hair?

[sunshineprincess]

I don't know...

[She frowns deeply as she braids her hair.] I don't even know how they could...

[solomonjihad]

...It must have been an important part of your hair, for you to be this upset about it.

[sunshineprincess]

I've had it since I was a little...

[solomonjihad]

You have? You...did?

[Since she doesn't have it anymore.]

....

We can always make some of your hair white until it gets better.

[sunshineprincess]

[That piques her interest.]

We can? How?

[solomonjihad]

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

[Is there? Or...]

[sunshineprincess]

What's hair dye?

[It sounds interesting.]

[solomonjihad]

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

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

[sunshineprincess]

Really? So I could have blue hair? Or green? Or even pink?

[Maybe here in the costume room somewhere?]

[solomonjihad]

Any hair color. Even neon colors, and rainbows...

[And suddenly.]

Any shade you want...

[sunshineprincess]

[She nods before tilting her head.]

Any shade?

[solomonjihad]

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

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

[sunshineprincess]

[She stops and listens. What a pretty voice.]

[solomonjihad]

[What is this singing. This is the third time she's done it--]

So many colors you can choose
There's amaranth and aero blue
Alien armpit can be your green
Or be as brown as chocolate bean
tickle you pink or be persimmon
there's so many colors
that can be put on...!

[sunshineprincess]

[All of those sound lovely! Except...]

Alien armpit?

[solomonjihad]

.............

I...I don't even know where that came from.

[She sheepishly looks down. O o p s.]