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! ))

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ballroom steps

[musacal]

Clau-chan.

[ Claudine will find a banana muffin outstretched to her. Where did Nana come from? Who knows. She came very quietly though that's for sure. ]

You look like you could use one of these right now. I made blueberry as well today.

[ She sees that letter. She has a hunch it might not be too good. ]

[etincelledefierte]

Thank you, Nana. I appreciate it.

[She'll set the letter down for a minute so she can take the muffin, then take a bite of it.]

...so I got a reply to that letter I said I was going to write at the meeting. It's just about as much of a non-answer as someone could give.

[musacal]

You did?

[ She moves and goes to sit next to Claudine on the stairs. ]

What exactly did it say?

[etincelledefierte]

[Claudine nods.]

"It's simply a matter of your personal circumstances."

Whatever that's supposed to mean. It doesn't make even a little sense to me.

[musacal]

"Personal circumstances"...? Huh...

I guess we just won't get a straight answer out of him. I didn't really get an answer either.

[etincelledefierte]

Did you ask him about the time difference, too?

Either way, I doubt he would give a straight answer, but...

[She pauses, nibbling at the muffin a little more.]

I...you have every right to say no to this, but do you want to know what it’s like at my time point? If you don’t, that’s one hundred percent fine. I won’t push it, but I did want to ask you.

[musacal]

Yeah, I did. [ well technically she actually asked about something else entirely but it was related and she's not up to talk about it anyway.

Claudine's next question gives her pause though. Truth be told, she'd been thinking about asking Claudine about that... or specifically, asking her one question in particular: who won the Revues? But she's scared. She's scared that if she knows for sure what happened then it'll really all be over... everything she worked for. Done. Poof. With nothing she can do about it.

She stays quiet in thought for a few moments more before responding: ]

...I think it might be best if I don't know. Not yet anyway. After all, if we go back home and I'm back at my time then...

[ Another pause before she lowers her voice a bit more, not wanting anyone else to hear if they happen to pass by. ]

It might affect... my performance in the revues.

[etincelledefierte]

[It’s a heavy question, one that Claudine almost regrets asking the moment that the words are out. At the same time, though, if she’s honest with herself, she wouldn’t be able to forgive herself if she didn’t at least give Nana the choice. She’s one of the kindest people Claudine knows, and withholding information from her - or pushing the point and telling her what happened without even asking - would be cruel. Nana doesn’t deserve that.]

That’s completely fair. I would never put you into a position where you wouldn’t be able to perform at your best. That wouldn’t be right.

[She pauses.]

We’ll figure this out, whatever these supposed circumstances are, and we’ll make it right. Even if I have to duel him myself to get to the bottom of things.

[musacal]

[ She laughs softly, putting a smile back on her face. ]

If you duel him I think I'll have to join you. Wouldn't be fair to let you do it by yourself.

[ She looks back down then, mulling over something for a moment before speaking again. ]

Say, Clau-chan...

What are the chances you think... that the giraffe is behind all of this?

[etincelledefierte]

[Claudine chuckles.]

I'll trust you to have my back, then.

[She thinks for a second, but only a second.]

I'm not going to lie, I've had that thought in the back of my head the whole time. I think there's a chance.

[musacal]

That's what I've been thinking too. I tried asking around if anyone saw any zoo animals or got any weird text messages before coming here but... everyone said no.

But it... seems a lot like him. You know? I mean, he hasn't gone this far but...

[etincelledefierte]

But I wouldn’t put this past him, either.

...I hope everyone is okay, back home.