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

[trettende]

[ Rude! Hans scoffs at her cheesy comment. This is a Disney romance, after all. (Plus as soon as he said they got married on the day they met, he'd lose all sympathy.) ]

I hope so. I'm doing what I can to give her space, I'm just concerned about her... and what it could mean if things don't go the way I remember.

[robitussin]

[It's that last part that catches her attention.]

What do you mean?

[trettende]

Well, we were engaged and I had asked her for her older sister's approval and everything. A royal engagement isn't the kind of thing you forget about.

[ Royals. ]

[robitussin]

So you're worried you're going to go home and have to break the really awkward news about her possible amnesia?

[trettende]

Well, we're from different countries, so it'd be, well, a national scandal.

[ Good thing there aren't really tabloids in his day. ]

It'd be quite the homecoming...

[robitussin]

Oh, yikes. I guess that would look pretty bad for both of you, huh.

[trettende]

That's putting it mildly.

[ Being royal is hard. ]

Hopefully I can win her back. True love and all that!

[robitussin]

God. Of course you believe that's a thing.

[She rolls her eyes.]

[trettende]

What, you don't?

[ Surely all Disney characters believe in true love, you understand. ]

[robitussin]

It's not that I don't believe in it, it's that I recognize it isn't a thing. Saying I don't believe in it implies that it's, like, debatable whether or not it exists.

[trettende]

Well, of course it's "a thing." What else would it be?

[robitussin]

Not a thing. Because it doesn't exist.

[trettende]

We'll have to agree to disagree, then.

[ jk he totally agrees. ]

[robitussin]

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

[trettende]

[ Hans shrugs. ]

Call it what you will.

[robitussin]

What would you call it?

[trettende]

Optimism?

[robitussin]

Gross.

[why is she like this]

[trettende]

We'll see.

[ Maybe once Hans drops the act they'll become best friends... ]