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

[superbeliever]

Uh, well, much as I love my dear friend Galavant, as soon as we made land after our impromptu dip in the sea, he started us on quite a death march. I was almost too tired to notice how dirty I was getting.

...Strange, now that you mention it, when I woke up here I was already quite a bit cleaner than I should have been.

[superbeliever]

[One day he'll make her feel better by telling her about his wife.]

Uh, duh! Of course you can!

Oh, you can't imagine how nice it is to have somebody else who gets it. AND you don't want to lock me up or kill me, so that's a big plus, too.

[isawallflower]

[ This was not the music style she expected, there are so many things she's learning today! She claps a little, though she's clearly surprised. ]

Oh! So...you're like- like a pop star? But...using aspects of your own life? That is...incredibly cool!

[justmeheere]

[He's gonna take that as a win.]

Nice. Oh! What, um. What about you? Were you looking for something too?

[justmeheere]

Yeah, uh. They were cool! I always thought it would be fun to turn into an animal.

[It's possible Jeremy read all the weird depressing shit and anxiety in Animorphs and just assumed that's how everyone thinks because life is a nightmare.]

[justmeheere]

I'm, uh. Not good at either, honestly? [Jeremy, realtalk, what ARE you good at?] So, you know. I need. I need all the help I can get.

[justmeheere]

No? It's just a regular class you take at school?

[justmeheere]

Oh! Thank you, um. That's. It's really nice of you to, uh. [He wants to say "deal with me," but he's aware that sounds garbage.] Help me out.

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Christine reaches up first to place the crown on Angus' head, giggling a little as it sits askew, but then wraps her arms around him. Sure, she feels a little childish, but it's comforting after these last few days.]

[justmeheere]

[She might not notice, depending on how closely she's looking at him, but Jeremy definitely looks to the side where nobody's standing before answering.]

It's. It's real. I know it sounds super made up and sci-fi but they're uh. Yeah. Definitely real.

[madgiganticfeelings]

Oh! Oh, I should have guessed that! My daily crosswords have failed me!

[She seems to dramatically shake her fist at the sky, and then seems to adjust rather quickly.]

Anyways. Do you think your uniform is ready?

[madgiganticfeelings]

Of course! It's an... oath, I guess? Do I need to like, make a blood pact or something?

[She's more used to good old pinky promises.]

[revelfree]

[A laugh, loud and amused.]

Nothing so drastic. Blood oaths are a touch too much for me. Your word is simply enough.

[mcfife]

[Oh.

Angus feels for the crown, enjoying the light weight on his head, but soon removes it to admire its appearance. It is rather regal, though made of a flimsy material...but The Hootsman wouldn't have cared, would he?]

Thank you, but...I'm not a king. I couldn't possibly accept this honor even from someone with a heart so true as yours.

[madgiganticfeelings]

Hey, no need to worry about that! I know my best is all I can do.

[madgiganticfeelings]

I was thinking if you wanted, we could try some improvisation games? Those are fun. Oh, or just some character work, like I could give you a random name and job and you could make up personalities for that person. It'd, um, be a little easier if there were more people here, but we can make it work!

[mcfife]

It could be that you were given a bath while you were asleep...

[Were they all washed? No, that can't be right. Shilo was covered in blood.]

But why only you?

[isawallflower]

[ Oh, she definitely doesn’t notice. ]

A supercomputer you swallow and put in your brain. [ Well. It’s no less absurd than alien rocks. ] And...Mountain Dew does something special to them?

[justmeheere]

Mountain Dew, uh. [He stuffs his sheets into the washing machine.] Activates the SQUIP. If you don't take the, the pill with Mountain Dew it doesn't work.

[He's like. Really pointedly focused on the washing machine in front of him. Not that Jeremy's great about eye contact in the best of circumstances, but this is extreme avoidance even for him.]

[isawallflower]

Improv? If everything's all written on a script, how would improvisation help? Aren't you supposed to stick to that?

[isawallflower]

[ How convenient that Riley's focused on her trophy, then. ]

So that's why you freaked out when Jonny drank some. In case he...in case all of us had one. [ She taps on the ground, lightly. ] What's... They're supposed to just give you advice, aren't they? What're you so afraid of happening?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

It's no problem, helping people helps me not to focus on my own issues as much.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

That sounds lovely. Would you like some help?

[recessives]

[ She looks around. ]

Yeah, I... don't really know what, but something. I don't know how to clean the dress I came in, so... I need at least a couple outfits.

cw eye gore mention

[garbageface]

Really? God, everyone's eyes must be bleeding where you're from. Do you like dressing like that?

[ seems like a pretty shitty trend, all things considered. ]