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

[onthebusagain]

[It's okay, Heather holds herself with such confidence that it is slightly terrifying.

What's so special about a ribbon?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[She tenses.]

It...the person it belongs to who's special.

[onthebusagain]

Your boyfriend?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[Well D-ne looks at Heather like that's the stupidest thing anyone's ever said.]

Ugh, no! Far from it, boys are just... [She shakes her head, disgusting.]

[onthebusagain]

[Hey, that's how she is supposed to look at people. ]

Girlfriend?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[Aaaand there the look goes, replaced by a wistful smile.]

Oh, if I could be so lucky... She's the perfect girl, the perfect anyone. S-so very... [tiiiime to get looking for that ribbon again yikes.] S-so it's very important I find her ribbon, if it's here.

[onthebusagain]

Ooookay. I don't think you'll find it. None of us came with anything.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

So we're told. But I remember having it and- and I won't give up just like that.

[onthebusagain]

Whatever you say. Pass me a yellow one?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

...Sure.

[One yellow ribbon, here you are.]

[onthebusagain]

Thanks. [She starts to tie her hair into a side pony.]

Not that I care. But what's so great about Miss Rivbon?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[Well, looks like this is her favorite topic- D-ne brightens.]

A-ah, B-ko-chan? She's amazing... So vibrant and determined, and a role model to everyone. She's... Ah, she's...

[She doesn't seem to be examining the ribbon in her hands anymore, rather lost in thought. She begins to sing.]

A girl who catches eyes, who takes you by surprise, who could have whatever she so desired.
And yet still is kind to someone unpopular like me...

Behind her perfect veil, beneath the fairy-tale, she's someone with fire behind her smile.
Every side she shows to me, I fall more in love.

Even if she looks away, I'm glad to be by her side...

[She lets out a contented smile, face flushed.]

That...probably doesn't answer your question, but- to me, she's the ideal person. To be, to be with.

[onthebusagain]

She's popular and nice? [God, what a lame-o] It sounds like you're like, obsessed with her. Creepy, if you ask me.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[She keeps smiling, focusing on Heather instead of her (rather futile) ribbon search.]

You think so? Tell me, Heather-san. Have you ever loved someone so much you feel more alive when you're with them? Has someone ever...given you reason to be when nothing else does? Maybe you find it creepy. Maybe it is. But I would do anything for B-ko-chan. Do you know how that feels?

[onthebusagain]

[She has to stop- and think about it. The closest things would be her friends- but they don't really love each other. It's more just fun, and continent. And Ram's nothing important- more like a perk. Eye candy.

Wow, too much introspection. She beams.]

No way! That's how people feel about me. [probably.]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

About you? [D-ne looks like she's considering this prospect.] Hm! Well, that's something.

[um wow]

What I mean is, if you can't possibly understand my feelings, maybe you should keep your mouth shut about them instead of casting unnecessary judgment? Just a suggestion.