week 2

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 2
[It's been...

One week since you woke up here
Met your house manager and said "We’re angry"
Five days since he laughed at you saying
"Write me some letters and you’ll never see me"
Three days since the mirror room
You realized there’s more the Opera House wouldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd bonded more
But it'll still be two days till you get your motive


Welcome to week 2, performers.]

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[ooc: happy week 2, everyone! Don't forget to submit your AC and your regains! Regain rolls are done Sunday and Tuesday nights.]

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[madgiganticfeelings]

[She looks up at him, searching for something desperately in Jeremy's worried gaze, but she's not sure if she can find it. She's overemotional. It's always been a problem for her, a reason why she doesn't connect with people well.

She's surprised Jeremy's trying, really.]

Friends? That's... that's what I'm wondering about Jeremy.

[She wants to sing along with him. She really does. But she finds herself hesitating instead.]

How... long have we been friends, Jeremy? Were we friends before we came here? For how long?

[justmeheere]

....... Christine, I'm sorry. I -

[Jeremy suddenly spasms like he's been, well. Tazed? When he stops, he's rubbing the back of his neck.]

What the fuck!

[madgiganticfeelings]

Jeremy?

[Christine reaches forward, hesitantly. She does eventually put a hand on him, but then rapidly pulls it away, flinching. Stupid static...]

Jeremy, come on, what's wrong?

[justmeheere]

[Jeremy's looking past Christine for a moment then he blinks and focuses back on her.]

Sorry, um. What were we talking about? [We're just not gonna talk about that, apparently.] We were - I mean, we'd only spoken once at play rehearsal but um. Everything. Everything that's happened here is real too, right?

[madgiganticfeelings]

[She... definitely had a point she wanted to get to here, and maybe she will a bit later, but right now, she is very much focused on what Jeremy has decided not to talk about.]

We can talk about that all later. What just happened, Jeremy? You flinched.

[justmeheere]

I - [Jeremy looks away from her again, clearly focused somewhere behind her.] have epilepsy?

[That's the best he can come up with on short notice. It is 100% not a good lie.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

Jeremy, what are you looking at?

[She glances back behind her, but she can't seem to see anything that would warrant such a strong reaction.]

Don't lie to me! Something's going on and I want to know what it is!

[justmeheere]

I. It's just. [He swallows.] I'm sorry, I can't. I don't, uh. I don't know how to tell you.

[Or rather: he physically cannot override the SQUIP in order to explain what's going on and therefore can't actually explain himself to Christine.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

It's okay if you don't know. But it'd be nice if you could try, maybe? And then I'll tell you what's bothering me, okay?

[A secret for a secret. She thinks that's the most logical way to do it.]

[justmeheere]

No, I mean. I c-c-c-can't. [The stuttering is way more pronounced than usual, and it sounds almost, uh. Robotic? Weird.] I really - I would love to, but. I just.

[He makes a slightly frustrated noise.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

Okay. That's okay. How about I tell you first? And then... maybe I can try guessing what's been going on for you. Do you think you could at least say yes or no?

[She's going to find a way to get through to him, darn it!]