week 1

[stagemanagers]

[Well, all escape attempts have failed thus far. None of you have seen the Phantom since his brief appearance on Sunday, or heard from him at all. It looks like, for the time being, you’re all going to be stuck here.

You're free to continue exploring your surroundings to your hearts' content. The only real restriction on your movements is that the kitchen is closed between the hours of 10 pm and 7 am. Better make sure to grab any midnight snacks you may want ahead of time. Also, remember to label any investigation toplevels!

The Merchandise Booth is now open for business as well! The Phantom hasn't deigned to explain how it works, but...well, some of you will start to find mysterious coins in your rooms, and the Booth's got a place to put coins. You'll figure it out.

Should you wish to engage more with your host, you're welcome to drop letters in the box office slot. There's no set way to converse verbally with him, and he's certainly not guaranteed to respond if you just yell at the walls - but that doesn't necessarily mean he isn't listening. Just something to keep in mind.

Enjoy your first week, everyone.]

Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday | Saturday

(( OOC: This will be the last mod post for this week! Feel free to start submitting regains for any threads that aren't with the Phantom. Remember, song threads mean an extra coin! This is a peace week, so get all that CR while you can! ))

Comments

[revelfree]

Perhaps you are right. [He flashes a small smile.] There are far more people your age than there are my own. I imagine we would be downright exhausted if we tried to play the role of guardians.

[revelfree]

I believe Stephen referred to me as a chemist. Perhaps that is a more accurate term? In any case it isn't a particularly uncommon art where I am from, though few use it as readily as I do.

[Don't mind him just... gloating a little.]

[superbeliever]

Yes it should!

[Click click click click]

And I shall think of you when I do, my good woman.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Pretty much, yeah. Better to channel that worry into something, else though. If you just sit and thing about it all the time you'll just...shut down. [For a brief moment a sad look crosses her face, but a moment later it's replaced by the same look of general concern.]

[isawallflower]

The one you did when you were a freshman? Uh- first year in high school, I mean. I don't know if that's different for you. [ Clarification done, so- ] ...The first game I cheered at, when I got onto the Tigers... That's always been special to me, so...I can understand that.

[mcfife]

That makes him all the more dangerous! [Magic rope for killing people!] So are people supposed to walk like this all of the time?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

I'll leave you to it, then.

[She steps out of the room]

Let me know if you have problems with anything else.

[isawallflower]

Uh. [ She thinks for a moment. ] Well, I was trying out a...gluten-free thing, so, I probably shouldn't.

[ And sits up a little straighter. ]

Hold on, why are you taking those to the box office?

[superbeliever]

Yes, it's quite remarkable. What else here do you think runs on this "electricity?"

[isawallflower]

They're, uh, not really my style.

[superbeliever]

Um, I've been washing my hands regularly, thank you, I'm not an animal. And once I found some spare linens, I gave myself quite a good scrubbing.

[The marvel of clothing meant to be worn every day and not washed is that it takes a lot more than three days for outer layers to start to smell.]

[superbeliever]

[Richard is pretty sure that isn't how cows work, but he doesn't know enough about them to guess otherwise.

After all, he does think that you plant eggs, pigs, and cake to grow them.]

So your parents are farmers, then? Or cooks, maybe? After all, you know so much about where food comes from.

[superbeliever]

[He gives her a glance, and then an almost vulnerable smile at the tiny comforting gesture.]

You sound like you're more used to royalty than some of the others I've met here. What did you say your name was again?

[justmeheere]

No? I'm just. I just took biology last year.

[?????? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, SIR.]

[justmeheere]

Cool.

[He starts putting his laundry in one of the machines and then the implications of that catch up with him.]

Wait, like. You found it here? But it's yours?

[isawallflower]

Like I got it from that booth up front. In exchange for a coin.

[holyspit]

Grave sounds clo-o-o-se?

[He thinks for a second.]

Gravity-? Gravitas!

[holyspit]

[AH this is probably fine, he just needs to maintain his role as the loose cannon bad cop who's a second from snapping at any second! But is secretly soft for his family within the confines of their own home and would do anything for his partner and best friend.]

We're not playin' games here Miss Spinel, IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME. My partner's asking questions and you'd better answer.

[dot dot dot]

[He looks over the tops of his mirror shades for a second, whispering-]

I'm being the bad cop, I promise I'm not actually mad at you, just play along okay?

[holyspit]

["Not his fault." Sounds fake but sure.]

...For sword training to fight monsters?

[Was that part not obvious?]

[holyspit]

Okay! Okay, okay-

[He's- breathing? And doesn't seem likely to immediately dash off and try to fight the Phantom, so good work.]

It's- this sword, I just got it out of the merchandise booth, but my friend Connie should have it. What if they hurt her to take it?

[holyspit]

It's really good at stabbing corrupted Gem monsters? ...That's probably not something we can test right now.

[holyspit]

[That sounds a little different, but if that's what she wants, sure. He'll keep trying to match her tune on the guitar.]

This is all a little scary, but kind of exciting?

[isawallflower]

[ Now that she's understood all that, she doesn't know if she likes it. Their friends' things? No, that doesn't sound good at all. She goes a little tense but- keep a steady look on, Riley. ]

I...don't know. He- he clearly has a way to...easily subdue all of us. And we weren't hurt, or remember any of that. So... So why would he hurt your friend? Right?

[holyspit]

I- guess?

[That's actually a fantastic point, which will be something he'll desperately cling to once he's not panicking so hard.]

...Did he break my mom's sword just to send a message or something?

[That. Might actually be kind of a note of anger in his voice, it's fine.]

[garbageface]

[ Santana honestly meant that as a harmless joke, but she will absolutely take this little bit of dirt. ]

I mean, yeah, sure, but I'd rather learn stuff about people than like, plants or space or whatever.