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[Final week, time for some drama.

Mephisto calls a meeting on Sunday in a rush. He'll keep calling meetings every night he needs to. Better make sure the women's room is nice and comfy.]

madgiganticfeelings

[So those who pass by the first floor bathrooms at any point during the day might be privvy to a strange sight: usually a hand sticking just out of the entrance, maybe waving a piece of paper around. Or if someone gets too close, that hand might grab them and pull them inside, only for them to be faced with Christine, who smirks, puts a finger to her lips, and holds out another scrap of paper. No matter how you get it, the words on these papers are the same:]

Bathrooms are the only place the Phantom can't see us, so we're meeting up in here from now on.
Come after 7. Girls bathroom, since there's more of us (sorry boys!) Try not to make it obvious, and stagger your entrances.
We can get out of here if we work together. I believe in us.

-Christine Canigula ღ ღ

[And sure enough, that evening, after a lot of sneaking around, Christine has set up a makeshift meeting space in the washroom, chairs and a little table set up. She also brought more of her Thai tea crinkles... if no one objects to snacking in the bathroom.

She also has a small cup of some sort of red liquid. It's been poured carefully into a water bottle so she can keep the cap on, but even having the bottle nearby seems to put her in a better mood.]

Good evening everyone! Let's get down to business and make some plans!

madgiganticfeelings

[So that certainly was a little afternoon adventure, wasn't it? Those hanging around the ballroom might have noticed two absolutely drenched teen girls just... appear out of the floor, shivering and shell shocked. Christine, once they get on solid ground, pretty much falls to her knees to just... stare into space for a minute.

What is this week, honestly?

But as crazy as this all is, Christine knows they have to talk about this with everyone, as soon as possible. So once she helps Nana find some dry clothes and has a little destressing session with The Dads (TM), she's pinning up a note in the hallway.]

Time for another meeting! Nana and I will meet you all in the ballroom around 7. A lot happened these last few days that we need to discuss. Refreshments will be provided, but bring something if you like!

[Christine will be in the ballroom in her Juliet dress (sadly, her cloak is still in the dryer), holding her binder and a weird old flip phone. Hopefully, this goes at least a little more smoothly than past gatherings!]

((Feel free to make prompts before or during the meeting, depending on if you're unlucky enough to see the gals ascending from the trapdoor. I'll be making a few comments myself to cover all the conversation topics. Have fun!))

madgiganticfeelings

[Sweet oblivious Christine is ignorant of a lot of things, including when, exactly, the motive is supposed to be revealed. The one thing she's got is boundless energy and enthusiasm to match... plus a gifted set of glittery gel pens.

So on Tuesday morning, pinned to each person's dressing room door is a piece of paper, painstakingly cut into a wobbly star with each person's name on it, written in sweeping cursive in the middle. It's a big star, though, so there's lots of blank space.

Curious what to do with all these? Christine's got a message pinned over each of the framed rules posters:]

Welcome to the Opera House Hall of Fame!

Please leave personalized messages and autographs for your fellow troupe members! Only positivity allowed!

[Christine goes through to leave a little message in her own colour for each person's star, and then sits around in the hallway, sipping at a hot cup of tea and bouncing her feet in a rhythm that naturally, only she can hear.

She'll come back after the motive is announced as well, determined not to let anyone ruin her fun, though her smile is definitely a little more wobbly.]

37773972

[And by adult sleepover, we mean Stephen's Brought Out The Wine.

After picking himself up from all the trombones, he's slipped a note under all of the adults' doors - that is, those older than 18 19 (sorry, Nana and Santana)-

My room. 7P. We need to talk about some things without the kids.

-Browning

He's gotten some food, but it's pretty clear that this is more business than pleasure. He's got enough paper for everyone, though, setting up some surfaces to be either used as clipboards or places to write. There's also a makeshift coffee station set up, because of course you have coffee at this kind of thing.

The door is closed, though, and you'll have to knock to enter. He doesn't intend for anyone who's not invited to overhear this, considering the subject matter they'll be discussing.]

holyspit

[Invitations have been passed out, Room 12 has been kitted out with as many extra sheets and blankets and pillows as can reasonably found in the storage room, there's snacks and baked goods aplenty, the mirror has been covered. Everything's ready for a Forget About The Motive Sleepover!]

[The door is, for the moment, propped open to allow guests entry. Steven is waiting to greet you in- yeah, that's definitely a fluffy pink bunny onesie from the costume shop. At least the hood's down, for now, so you're spared the full effect.]

Hey! Come on in and get comfy!

37773972

[Sunday night, after Ariel's posted the notice and all the pieces have fallen in to place, the Dining Hall has been transformed. While somewhat less formal, it's still fancy in its own way - and thanks to ~~teen girl squad~~ certain figures, it's been decorated to where one thing is made very clear;

It's time for a goddamn dinner party.

Tables off to the side are set up to be used for the dishes that people have cooked, whether their attempts were successful or unsuccessful. And if they haven't brought anything at all, well, at least some people may have made extra? There's also pen and paper at every place setting, presumably for the 'break ice' that Ariel mentioned - yep. It's going to be one of those dinners.

At least it's well intentioned?]

OOC; Feel free to handwave you were recruited to help with cooking/decorating/moving furniture/etc. Or thread it out, I'm not your parent, etc etc.
Also, feel free to start your own icebreaker threads!

isawallflower

[ At noon on Wednesday, Riley's standing ready in the dining hall, with a clipboard and a big smile to anyone who shows up. She's set blank stacks of paper on the table, but we'll get to that. As promised, there's some basic snacks as well as some tasty banana bread. Snacks for everyone! ]

Welcome everyoooone~! Thank you so much for showing up. This is a new and confusing experience for all of us, but I'm sure if we strive to stick together and cooperate, it'll help us foster the most productive environment that we can. [ Bright, bright smile. ] So! I've gathered all of you so we can share any discoveries and compare basic information that might give us any idea of why we've been brought here. Good? Okaaaay!

[ That smile never leaves her face. She sets something down from her clipboard and starts passing out that blank paper. ]

Sooo, following my example, if you could fill this out, that...can be a good starting discussion!

[ Her example is essentially a survey. Wonderful penmanship, again. ]

inforapenny

[There is no announcement at noon on Tuesday. The hour itself, in fact, seems to hang in grave remembrance of a friend no longer with them. B's absence is still heavy in their group every time that they look at the graffiti'd box office.

But they can't be silent forever. They won't be silent forever.

There's few enough of them left that Billy can find each of them individually, slipping a sheet of paper into their hand.]

MEET IN THE FIRST FLOOR WOMEN'S ROOM, 2 PM.

(Men's room light is still out. Sorry.)

inforapenny

[On Wednesday evening, Billy slides a note underneath the doors of all of the other cast members' doors. The notes are written in his messy, excited all-caps handwriting (the initial letters for each sentence is larger than the rest of the letters), but the message is simple enough (especially since he had to write it 15 times).]

Join me for an important tech demonstration in the special effects lab tonight at Intermission.
-BH

[As soon as everyone who's going to come is assembled, sickly-sweet cherry-scented fog starts pouring out of the vents on either side of the room, effectively obscuring both of the cameras.]

Thanks for coming. I found something on Monday night, that should, uh. Should probably be shared. With you guys.

robitussin

[Now that two murders have occurred, most everyone is probably eager to prevent another death from occurring. It's a good idea to share information as well, so now, it's time for another group meeting! Earlier in the day, Natalie goes around and lets everyone know that there's going to be another discussion in the dining hall during the afternoon. She won't force anyone to come if they don't want to, but she at least makes sure to inform everyone she can find.

Once everyone is present, she raises her voice, making sure that she's heard.]

Okay, let's get this show on the road. It's been a while since all of us have had a discussion as a group other than during trials, so let's do that again. If there's anything you want to bring up, definitely go for it. We should figure out as much as we can while we're here.

trettende

[ That's right, cast members! It's Halloween! Some weird holiday Hans totally read up on that involves dressing up and eating sweets, apparently. As with his last party, Hans has slipped an invitation under your door, inviting you, yes you! To celebrate Halloween in the... third floor ballroom? Hell, Hans didn't plan for that, but if the set-up's there, he'll take it. The note doesn't quite say "It's what Hime would have wanted" but it does say "We should all stick together and try to make the best of our time with each other," so y'know. It's implied. Along with "Costumes mandatory! It's not Halloween without that."

Once you arrive at the party, what will you do? Will you enjoy some refreshments? The drinks are set out just like last time, along with some cake made by Astarte (not exactly Hime quality but a very sweet attempt,) perhaps take the chance to share some stories or show off your costume? Or maybe you'd like to check out what's going on at the tables? Looks like someone set up pumpkin carving stations Why, the possibilities are endless! ]

trettende

[ The mood may be shifting as the days go by, but Hans is still totally confident that everybody's still working together on the whole "not murdering" thing! Definitely. I mean, a guy can dream, right? In any case, this morning upon leaving your room you may find a folded note under your door. Unless you're a really early riser, then you're going to have to come back to get your invitation. Sorry, bro. ]

Dear [Your Name]((It really will say your name, he hand wrote these!))

I think we can all agree that this situation is far from ideal. It's fair to have doubts and expect the worse, but if we all stick to our morals I'm sure we can wait this out together. We can't let the Management think they can get us down with false promises and their crazy rules.

With that in mind, I hope you'll consider joining me in the Dining Room tonight for some refreshments, snacks, and a good chance for us all to spend some time together. There will be wine and champagne for those who wish to partake in it, as well as crackers and cheese and whatever I was able to find in the kitchen (I can't cook, but if anyone wants to bring anything, feel free!) If drinking and dining isn't your thing, maybe we can sit around and trade stories from home.

I look forward to seeing you there.

-- Prince Hans

(P.S. Set-up is at 5pm if anyone wants to help.)

( When Hans plans a party he plans a PARTY... )

catliketread

[It's been nearly a week since everyone was brought here, so you know what that means. It's time to share information and discuss strategy!! Or something. Anyway, the Pirate King has gone around and told everyone (yes, even you!!) about the plans for a lunchtime meeting in the dining hall. You don't have to come if you don't want to and the Pirate King will not drag you there, but if you want lunch and you try to sneak by the room, he might notice you and drag you into it.

Once everyone is gathered (or most people, if some of you aren't showing up), he'll stand up and slam a hand down on the table to get everyone's attention.]

Gentlemen! ...And ladies. We have been in this establishment for nearly a week now! It's time we discuss our situation and what we've learned here. From my own explorations, it seems as though escape is impossible. None of the doors or windows will open no matter how much physical force is used! I would like to hear any ideas you all have about escape, but any information or plans in general would be wonderful!

[Let's get started, shall we?]