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

[isawallflower]

Do you enjoy it? I really didn’t mean to interrupt, if you want to keep going.

[isawallflower]

[ It’s strange, Riley hasn’t needed to do any of this in years, but. It’s all very familiar and nice, almost. ]

What’s the, uh, fun stuff? The basics are always a fundamental, in anything, but... What kind of exercises are we talking about here?

[isawallflower]

Yes, Jeremy, that’s what I’m saying. [ Forceful and frustrated and angry. ...After a moment- ] I’m sorry, I’m sure this isn’t great for you to learn, either.

[justmeheere]

Sorry. [It's reflexive, and Jeremy seems to try and fold even smaller.] I, um. It's just. I thought Mountain Dew was going to be the worst of it?

[holyspit]

[The message in question seeming to be "We can and will mess with your friends" is probably what's killing his chill, he's pretty anime protagonist like that.]

No, I think it'd have to be broken deliberately somehow. It's- been in a lot of fights, without getting damaged.

I can try asking him, but- you're right, he doesn't seem to actually answer much.

[isawallflower]

[ Ugh, that feels awful. Riley sighs and rubs at her face. ] It might... There might not be much, anyway. What... What was the worry about Mountain Dew to begin with? I know it tastes gross and is actually super bad for you, but- the...the thing about the SQUIP, is that real?

[superbeliever]

Is that... some kind of apprenticeship?

[holyspit]

Oh, definitely not Spirit Morph. That sounds really cool, though!

[And definitely not horribly traumatizing right at the end.]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Probably not, no. Is there anything that can damage it?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn shrugs and drops the boots next to the tuba]

I'll grab both on the way back.

[isawallflower]

...Tell you what. I'll give it my best try, too. If he's going to...threaten our friends, I absolutely want to know as well.

[ Cairo wouldn't let any damn Phantom hurt her...right? ]

[superbeliever]

What, you expect me to wash my own clothes? That's what servants are for.

[garbageface]

[ unfortunately, santana is an anti-intellectual teenager from nowhere, ohio. if you said the term “sociology” to her, she’d probably think you were talking about an STD. ]

Yeah, but as soon as it’s academic, it’s boring. Becomes a buncha stuffy eggheads with B.O. trying to out-nerd each other. No thanks.

[37773972]

Planning on it. [Wry look] Same goes for you, too.

[37773972]

It's more or less chemistry, yeah. Just put in to another language.

[mcfife]

Neither of us have servants, but even I know how to keep myself clean when traveling.

How can one live without washing off dirt after a day of hunting or traveling?

[likemypicture]

Oh em gee!! [She spins, to look at poor, poor unsuspecting Riley, nearly dropping the dress she has been examining.]

That's almost what I do!

[likemypicture]

I suppose we can't. I've become spoiled! [Anne laughs, but her shoulders droop a little in disappointment.]

Something... Warm. And sweet. There are so many young people here-- it does the heart good to have something homemade.

[isawallflower]

[ The whole...everything of it all, it surprises her! She has vastly confused everything that's going on with Anne of Cleves. ]

R-really? [ Momentary grimace. ] Iiii had no idea. The kind of performing you talked about, it seemed more like...you know...theater?

[superbeliever]

[His eyebrows go up, both at the sheer number of wives and at meeting another royal.]

Well, I don't know who this Henry fellow is, but he sounds like a real player. [He grins at his own joke.]

Anyway it's good to see you, cous! Can I call you cous? I mean, you know how it goes technically there's a chance we might be related...

[recessives]

[ She nods. ]


There's... not a lot else to do. Not that that means I'd rather do other things! Just...

[ Sometimes, a Life Situation frustrates you. ]

[recessives]

[ Good grief Jeremy - but, to be fair: ]

Better!

[likemypicture]

He was a player! [She laughs.... though feels a tiny little tug at her heart. Henry was never a player with her :( — but she stays bright!]

Oh! Ja! I do know what you mean— please, let me call you the same, cous!

[isawallflower]

I understand. [ She Does Not, really, but she can at least be sympathetic about it. ] Do you...want to do something you can't normally do? We can try and find something like that?

[likemypicture]

Oh, no— it’s more like a pop concert! But it’s very inspirational, I plan to teach young women that they don’t need a husband to tell them what to do— they can be—

[oh no]The Queen of the Castle!
Get down you dirty rascals— Get down!
Cuz I’m the queen of my castle!

Cuz I don’t got no marriage!