now let's skip the tears and start on the whole-

[stagemanagers]

[You remember dying. Maybe the memory is clear and bright and your body still aches from the cause. Maybe it was fast enough that you didn't feel it and don't remember what you went through. But no matter how you went out you're still trapped here.

When you open your eyes it might take you a minute to recognize your surroundings. For the executed, it's your dressing room. For the victims, you startle awake in the place your body was discovered. But no matter where you are nothing is where you remember it. It's like everything has been picked up and moved to the other side of the room. The entire room has been perfectly mirrored from what it used to be and, upon leaving, it seems the rest of the opera house is just the same. If you remember one room being in the east wing, it's now in the west. If it was in the west, it's now in the east.


Welcome back to the Opera House, friends. Even in death you're still in the woods.]


WEEK 1 | WEEK 2 | WEEK 3 | WEEK 4 | WEEK 5


[ooc: Welcome to deadland, darlings! It's a perfectly mirrored version of the Opera House and each week, as new people die after new floors have been revealed, the stairwell doors will unlock and allow you to reach them. For example, week 3 victims will unlock floor 2 and so on and so forth. Also, all dead characters will wake up at their actual canon point.

Have fun because we have some fun things planned for you.]

Comments

[redjoker]

[Jonny heard the yelling from across the first floor but he's completely missed the mystery teen by the time he makes it to the lobby. He does get to watch her body slam into the front doors.]

Oh, how the turns have tabled.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn points at him menacingly]

I stabbed you once, D'Ville, and I'll do it again.

[She rubs her nose. She's dead, that shouldn't have hurt as much as it did.]

There was a kid, maybe around Jeremy's age? He was coming out of my room.

[redjoker]

Oh, I don't doubt it. [He holds up his hands in surrender, coming closer and rapping his knuckles against the hardwood door.]

Shit, another one? And you're completely sure it wasn't one of ours?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn shakes her head]

Very sure, wasn't Steven or Jeremy. Didn't sound like anyone we knew either.

[She looks back towards the dressing rooms]

Want to go see what he was doing in my room?

[redjoker]

Don't have much else to do, do we? [He motions toward the dressing room hallway with a dramatic sweep of his arms.] Ladies first.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn nods and starts back to her room]

I take you haven't found anything new other than the change in the general layout yet?

[redjoker]

Nothing. Still can't get upstairs either. [He follows behind her, taking half a second to admire the hole in the wall where he pulled out a wall sconce.]

Did it look like he took anything?

mods?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn takes a look around her room. There wasn't much there before, so it will be easy to tell if anything is new or missing.

Anything differnet?

[stagemanagers]

[Her room looks a little disheveled, the trunk at the foot of her bed is wide open but nothing she remembers being in there when she was alive seems to be missing.]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Looks like he was looking for something, nothings missing as far as I can tell.

[She starts to straighten the room up. If she can't have anything else, she will have control over her living space.]

[redjoker]

[Jonny takes a quick scan of her room, lingering in the doorway while she straightens up her room.]

I'll have a look in mine, see if anything's off there.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn nods, continuing her work]

He had two canvas bags with him. Don't know if there was anything in them.

[redjoker]

I've literally never carried a canvas bag in my life so it wasn't anything of mine but we'll see.

[He slaps the frame of her door as he leaves, leaving it open. He's gone for only a few minutes before his head pops back into her doorway, brows furrowed in confusion.]

The supply closet's open. Can't say for sure of anything's missing but unless you were gearing up to go on a cleaning spree he might have been looking in there.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[It doesn't take long to straighten up the room, there isn't much here. When Jonny comes back she's just finished up.]

Well, do you have anything better to do?

[redjoker]

Sigyn...I don't even clean my own ship. Why would I want to clean this place?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Once more, do you have a more pressing matter to attend to? Staring at the ceiling, perhaps?

[redjoker]

[Jonny folds his arms across his chest, staring her down for a long minute. Jonny D'Ville does not just go around cleaning ugly opera houses.

...

Apparently unless he has nothing else to do and a very commanding woman tells him what to do.]

Goddamn it. Fine! [He's going back to get a mop, are you happy, Sigyn!!!]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn smirks as Jonny leaves and heads to the supply closet.

It's a mess. Riley's organization in the living Opera House had clearly not carried over. Well, someone needs to do it, so she rolls up her sleeves and wades into the room]