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[It's Wednesday - the day of the promised and somewhat ominous Club Meeting. But where is it happening, exactly, and when? The posters didn't say, and there is no announcement, nothing obvious to gather you all together. Just the awareness that something was meant to happen today, and an odd feeling in the air.

Even if there isn't any clear signal, there are a few subtler things to note. For one thing, Janis might have a feeling, and anyone else who passes by will be able to see - the door to Hester's office is standing open. Perhaps it's worth looking around in there a little more right now?

Janis isn't the only person. Nana has a feeling as well. She'll be able to grab a few people and lead them to a door at the end of the dorm hallway that wasn't there before. Where did it come from? It seems like it's unlocked.

Finally, that mystery door in the hallway? The one that Benji tried so hard to open, and ultimately failed? Maybe he should look at it again - that's a little bit ajar as well.

Have fun investigating!]

employeeoftheyear

[Hello everyone! On Wednesday morning there will be notes slipped under each of the dorm room doors.]

SPONGEBOB AND LSP'S TOTALLY NOT SUSPICIOUS PARTY
Sunday @ 5pm - Whenever we're done!
Near the woods (at the bonfire!!!)

[It sounds totally fine!

Spongebob spends most of the day prepping with LSP to get ready. Making snacks, decorating, the works! And when the time arrives, they practically drag everyone living to the Bonfire. And it's quite a cute little set up! Like last time, there are a bunch of nice snacks set up, as well as blankets and pillows. As well as the roaring bonfire in the middle of it all.

The moment everyone gets closes enough, however, Spongebob makes a tape ring around everyone. It's decently large, so they have plenty of leg room, but it definately confides them to a close space.

He then clears his throat and speaks loudly as he walks around the circle, looking serious in a way that would probably look intimidating if he didn't look like an angry kitten.]

Dear fellow classmates! I have gathered you here today because it's come to my attention that we need to work on our friendship and trust skills. You're all my family and I love you but we can't expect to defeat the Wizard and save our fallen comrades if we're worried about us killing each other!

[Spongebob stops suddenly look at the group.]

So! LSP and I have taken it upon ourselves to make sure no one leaves this circle until we have a plan to destroy the Wizard and all agree we're going to be best friends with each other! We made plenty of snacks so you guys don't gotta worry about starving.

[Honestly here anyone could easily just pick Spongebob out and walk out with him but.

The emotional toil that would be! Besides, a meeting could be good right now!]

heathencall

[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.]

stagemanagers

[Seven weeks. Twelve deaths. Five survivors.

When you wake up at the start of the new week nothing in the opera house seems all that different. The Box Office door is still locked tight as it ever was but the box you've been submitting letters to for the past several weeks still appears to be open. The Phantom is still accepting correspondence apparently.

But something within you is different. You remember everything. All the gaps, the missing pieces, entire chunks of time from back home- they're back and neatly fitted where they should be in your heads.

Just like the previous week, there's a distinct lack of contact from the dead after all of their activity before. No moving Tom Jones cutouts, no recording studio mishaps, no mysterious deliveries for Tad Cooper or automatic writing sessions. It's probably fine though.

As the days trickle by you get the looming the end is near.]

[ Sunday Monday Tuesday ]

[ooc: don't forget to submit your final memories, toss in your regain coins and check in for endgame! Reminder, since this is the last week all characters should be at their true canon point memory-wise!]

stagemanagers

Today is the day of the promised grand finale. And, strangely, nothing about the Opera seems especially different this morning. The theatre doors remain locked. There's no smell of blood in the air, no trashed rooms, and no dead bodies to find. In the lobbies, the crystal chandeliers are still in their places, not swung about by any mysterious force.

But there's little things. It may take a while to notice, but the lock on one of the doors in the second floor lobby - the one leading to Boxes 5 through 8 - is missing. Should anyone try it, it opens easily and without a sound.

Meanwhile, down on the first floor, the graffiti on the box office walls has once again been cleaned up. In the process, it seems, the box office door was left slightly ajar.

(( As a reminder, these are your teams. Group A gets the second floor, which will involve the area indicated in red, and Group B gets the first floor, with the areas in blue here and down the left to here. Good luck, everyone! ))

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.)

stagemanagers

WEEK 7

[Seven weeks later. Half of your number remains.

Nothing in the opera house seems all that different. The Box Office door has been locked after the death of its occupant, and there's a new copy of the house rules nailed to the front, with the last one circled heavily in black ink. The point has been made; the rest of you had better play your parts.

The crew members still aren't visibly walking the halls, but every so often there's movement in your peripheral vision, or vague half-heard whispers from the shadows. Every so often there's a thud or a snicker from inside the Merchandise Booth, though the stagehand inside will continue handing out prizes to those who earn them.

This may be your last week here. Make the most of it.]

[ Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday ]

[ooc: don't forget to submit your memories and check into the roll call!]

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