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

[isawallflower]

What? ...Oh! Oh!!

[ Riley appears overjoyed for a moment, because they're all here? But- ]

Oh my- they're fighting, again- can no one stay on track?!

[expertreese]

.................um.

[well guess who just walked in on! all of! whatever this is??????

should he leave he feels like maybe he should leave]

[herwiggles]

[Waves!]

[expertreese]

[....w.........aves?]

[isawallflower]

Do not turn around, tree boy!

[ stay. or else. ]

[expertreese]

Okay!!!

[HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW ANY OF THOSE PEOPLE HE IS OF NO VALUE HERE]

[superbeliever]

Apparently we're having a party with our friends, Ev! Come sit with us!

[You're a friend now too!

...Maybe not with Riley.]

[expertreese]

[not really sure what he did to piss off riley exactly, but valid, people don't typically want to be friends with him anyway and they are super correct!

But he cannot escape now, so he awkwardly comes to sit.]

Uh. I don't. I don't know, any of these people. [He doesn't know any of you all that well, even.]

[superbeliever]

Well- You can see them right now, right?

So that's Stephen... And there's Christine- oh, she's just a darling! And - Jer-bear! That's Jeremy, I think you two would really get along.

[does he mean that like "get along" or...]

And that's...um. The rude girl. Oh, what was her name? It sounded kind of Valencian...

[expertreese]

[Visible x doubt at getting along with Jeremy, but only bc Evan is a bad person with no friends tbh]

Oh...

[........he should say something else, he should say something else]

They, um. They seem like they really, uh, miss you guys.

[superbeliever]

Well... I hope so! Of course, I don't want them to dwell on it, I mean, they should be trying to protect everyone who's left.

[...Ope, Riley's started possessing people.]

Oh! Oh, we're doing this! Hm, I should really start practicing what I'm going to say.

[expertreese]

Oh I'm not doing that

[Not that anybody asked him, he just sort of responded in reflexive terror here]

[superbeliever]

[Moving around the table, Richard pats Evan on the shoulder.]

That's alright, you can sit this one out, kiddo. I think there's enough of us that he's going to need a nap when we're done anyway.

[expertreese]

If you could just like, not even mention I'm here, that'd be cool too! Just like - ha, who cares, right? I'm just some random guy! Totally not important!

[superbeliever]

[Richard pauses, instead of walking past. He frowns, and puts both hands on Evan's shoulders from behind in a total dad move.]

Hey, you're not 'some random guy'! You're Evan! Our Ev... well, there's not a whole lot of rhymes you can do, I'll have to work on that.

But you're one of us, now! Which means they'd love you too, buddy! You just gotta believe in yourself!

[mcfife]

[He used to like Stephen. He used to want to protect Christine and Jeremy. Now there's nothing stirring in him. What is even the point of him being here?]

By the time you let me drive, there will be nothing left to say.

[superbeliever]

...[To Evan:]

And that's Angus. He used to be cool, but then he got all evil-y and now he thinks he's better than us.

[mcfife]

[Not denying that cause it's true.]

[isawallflower]

[ BY THE TIME HE'S DRIVING- oh Riley is regretting choosing Mephisto for this. Hearing him say these things, even if she knows it's not him, it- she tries to reach out for control again but can't get anything. It just leaves her feeling completely empty. ]

St- stop it! This is- t-to help them, not...

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn just pushes the plate of cookies over to him]

[expertreese]

[cookie...................]

[etincelledefierte]

It’s...we haven’t figured out a better way to communicate with them. So...

[expertreese]

Oh. That's, um.

[.....]

I've never been any good at this. BJ had me try some, before any of you guys died.

[etincelledefierte]

I am actually terrified of ghosts, so this is infinitely strange and creepy, but unless we can figure out something less creepy...

[expertreese]

Didn't you all - I, I wasn't there, but BJ said you guys did a, a thing with a Ouija board one time? I mean, I don't know if that's less creepy, that still seems pretty creepy to me, but this is really creepy, so maybe it's less creepy?