come to jesus (and judas)

[breakingbread]

[Tuesday morning, Valjean spends some time walking around the Opera gathering everyone up. There's a meeting in the first floor lobby, evidently. Once everyone's gathered - including Judas, who is lounging on a chair near Valjean and apparently brooding a little - Valjean claps his hands together.]

Thank you all for coming. I guess most of us have met Monseiur Iscariot by now, except perhaps our new arrivals. Inspector, Mademoiselle Astarte, Judas Iscariot. [He makes these brief introductions like it's totally normal to be showing a Biblical figure around.] It sounds like some of our attempts to reach the living have been effective to some degree. It's difficult to tell without more of them joining us, but...we may as well try what we can.

Monseiur Iscariot has suggested that we all work together to haunt this week's incentive meeting. The living will probably gather here soon, so this is the best time to try and send some kind of message - has anyone got any ideas?

Comments

[rockthistown]

[Hime raises her hand.]

Spelling things out on the kitchen counter in condiments? Lunch is soon. Or, um... What do ghosts do? Just say "oooooo?"

[heavenontheirminds]

This whole thing'd be a lot easier if they could hear us talk.

[he says, not moving from his position]

[rockthistown]

Aww, they can't? What can we do, then?

[breakingbread]

Perhaps try moving objects more? The Inspector saw some glasses moving upstairs earlier when Judas was up there. I do think the condiments are a good idea, too.

[he sort of doesn't, or at least doesn't want to fingerpaint with ketchup himself, but politeness]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Perhaps cooking, or... [She smiles.] Piano playing. Maybe they can't hear us talk, but they might be able to hear other things we do.

[rockthistown]

Okay! We can try doing that! What do you think, Judas-san? You know all about this sort of thing.

[peterpanhasfoundamother]

[before judas can even get in on this, hook immediately barges in]

Hook suggests that...perhaps, we, erm. We take the "Oprah" House and we simply...push it somewhere else.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[.......]

Strange Hook, you're getting confused again, please lie down for all of our sakes.

[rockthistown]

We can't even move the Opera House, Hook-san. Do buildings just get pushed where you're from, or is that just you being old again?

[...and as soon as she makes the comment, she hides behind the nearest person]

[breakingbread]

[Valjean, no longer the Resident Old Man, moves to take Hook's arm again. He'll take care of this.]

Come, Captain, let's sit on the sofa for a moment.

[heavenontheirminds]

[Judas is just going to utterly ignore the crazy old man.]

Useful. It's hard for me to tell from here, but I think that works better - movin' stuff, makin' noise. Things that rely on solid stuff and not us.

[rockthistown]

You mean like the broken stuff Javert-san talked about!

[heavenontheirminds]

Yeah, that was us.

[He nods sharply between himself and Valjean.]

Thought I saw a live one, and he was the closest. Tried to show him the ropes. [.....] The breaking was probably just me.

[breakingbread]

I am sorry if we startled you, Inspector.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

You saw one? We can glimpse the other side? [She hasn't so far!]

[solomonjihad]

...Hello. Mr. Iscariot?...

[Hmm...is this Judas-san?]

[heavenontheirminds]

Yeah?

[solomonjihad]

...Judas...Iscariot...

[...

Give her a moment--ding. Her eyes even light up.]

J.I., as dictated by A. Burr?

[heavenontheirminds]

[...it takes a moment, but realization dawns on his face.]

Oh god, you got into the tools. That's gonna be great.

[solomonjihad]

I found the key in Valjean's room.

...

I don't think anyone would use them. My other self didn't. Even if there's someone surviving right now who'd want to kill, it would be too obvious.

[Then again, no one would have bought it being a suicide if there was a giant hole drilled in Javert's head, but that is neither here nor there.]

We were really just looking for clues on how to get out, and found items from the previous cast.

[heavenontheirminds]

[Judas sighs and waves a hand.]

Sure, if you think so. Don't blame me if some crazy asshole starts tryin' to do surgery again. That was sick even for this place...

[solomonjihad]

...Billy's not that kind of doctor.

[Does she even...want to know.]

But I wouldn't blame you anyhow. It would be my fault for finding the key and opening the door, wouldn't it?

[heavenontheirminds]

I don't think Furter was either, didn't stop him.

[babe you probably don't]

Did you at least lock it behind you?

[solomonjihad]

I didn't, no. I think Billy did, though.

[She doesn't know for sure but you know what Anna's boyfriend would never serve Meat Loaf!!!]

In any case, I guess we'll see what happens. But, can I ask a question?

[heavenontheirminds]

[He seems doubtful, but there's nothing to be done about it now.]

Go for it.