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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[stagemanagers]

[Well, to go down the list:

You don't find anything under the bed, although it's a good job you smoothed the sheets; they looked kinda wrinkled.

The drawers contain paper and pens, just like your drawers. There is no monogrammed stamp, no wax, and no envelopes. There are a few stray scraps of paper in the back.

The bathroom is empty save for a disposable razor left on the sink.

Now then, the mirror! There's no switch or visible mechanism on this side, but you know that trick where you check to see if the mirror is flush with the wall or not? It's hecking not. It's not even pretending to be, honestly.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Wrinkled sheets, huh? Maybe someone is sleeping here...

Christine checks the scrap paper for any writing, and does attempt scribbling lightly over them even, checking for any indentations from someone writing on a paper over top of them. You know, like you would in any murder investigation.

After pocketing the razor, Christine examines the mirror, and is quite chagrined to see that it's not flush with the wall. It's got to be a secret passageway. But how is she going to get it open?

After a little more fiddling (probably even trying to lift the mirror before she realizes she needs way more manpower), she decides to try what she had before and start tapping on the door.]

Hello? Would you, um, mind letting me in? Just for a minute! I need to ask some questions!

[stagemanagers]

[The bed was made, at the very least! Just not exactly pristinely.

The scrap paper does appear to have writing on it, but the pieces are very small, as if it was torn off something larger. They're too small to distinguish more than a couple random letters.

There is no response to the tapping or anything she says. You can basically expect that to continue.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[She keeps up tapping for a few minutes, but eventually her frustration gets the better of her, at which point she stubbornly kicks the frame of the mirror.

If that doesn't get a reaction or even move the mirror, she might have to move on to the other vacant rooms.]

[stagemanagers]

[The mirror is unfortunately stubborn!

Okay, where to now? Rooms 19 and 20 both vacant!]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[She was on her way to Room 19, for a second. A split one. But her ADD got the better of her, and suddenly, she bolts out of the dressing room area entirely to make a mad dash to the kitchen.

She eventually returns to Room 5 with a thin knife, which she attempts to slide in behind the mirror. She'll try it all around the mirror, just in case she can manage to trigger something.

At the same time, she doesn't want to break the rules, so she keeps babbling to herself all the while.]

Excuse me! Sorry, Mr. Phantom, I'm not going to hurt you with this if you're behind there! I really just want to talk!

[stagemanagers]

[Well, it's a bit difficult to wedge anything into there. But if you give it enough effort, you can probably get a thin knife in there! Wiggle it around the perimeter of the mirror, and eventually -

- oh! Something went chnk!]

[madgiganticfeelings]

Oh!

[Oh that's a good noise! That's a something might be opening noise! Christine wraps her fingers around the frame again and pulls with all her might! Please open, please open!]

[stagemanagers]

[The mirror opens smoothly! Someone must take care of this mechanism!

Behind it, there's a dank, unlit corridor that extends about a yard into the wall. It terminates there in a brick wall. The bricks in the wall are not the same color as the ones lining the corridor. Weird.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

Oh, come on!

[Christine stubbornly starts pressing on the bricks, checking for any that might be loose. All the while, she's still stubbornly calling out for someone on the other side to answer.]

[stagemanagers]

[Sadly, the bricks seem pretty sturdy. Basically like normal bricks. This is like, the platonic ideal of a brick wall.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

Grrrr!

[Yeah, she actually makes that noise. She actually does sound quite like a frustrated tiger of sorts. Someone's been listening to the Cats soundtrack too many times.

Well, if that's a bust, she's going to head for the next vacant room. With the knife. One of these secret corridors won't be sealed!]

[stagemanagers]

[That'll be Room #19!

This room does not have a star on the door! You can see the light outline where one must have been, but it's certainly not there now. Inside, its furnishings look like all the other rooms.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Well! She's got to go through the regular routine first, though part of her wants to skip straight to prying open the mirror. Still, she checks all the drawers, under the bed, and in the bathroom once again. She's looking in particular at the sheets on the bed, to see if they're rumpled as well.]

[stagemanagers]

[The sheets here are perfectly made! There's no sign of use here.

Unlike in Room #5, a set of envelopes, wax, and monogrammed seal has been provided in the drawers. The letter on the seal is M. There seems to be nothing amiss in the bathroom, and nothing in the drawers that you wouldn't find in your own.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Huh. Does anyone here have an M name? McFife? That doesn't seem right. She takes the seal, though, and then approaches the mirror again. It's time to open another passageway! One of them has to go somewhere.]

[stagemanagers]

[Well, you've already opened up one mirror, so we can probably take it for granted that you're able to open this one.

This time the brick wall is much closer to the entrance.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Disappointed!

Is it still the same colour of bricks? Or was this one sealed up sooner?]

[stagemanagers]

[It looks exactly like the other wall! Weird, that.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Hm. Very suspicious.

But she's come this far, so it's time to do a sweep of the other vacant room as well!]

[stagemanagers]

[When you open the door to Room #20, something immediately jumps out at you! You struggle against the grasping arms...

...oh! It's an arm thing! It looks like it fell on you from an upper shelf - this has just been converted into a storage room, huh.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Christine immediately shrieks, first in fear, and then in utter delight when she sees what has attacked her. Whatever this is, it's amazing. And she's keeping it. It's tied around her shoulder as she starts picking through the rest of the stuff that's been shoved in here.

Hopefully there are even more exciting things!]