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stagemanagers) wrote in
curtainsdown2020-07-11 07:39 pm
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now let's skip the tears and start on the whole-
[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.]
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.]
[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.]

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[When did he get here? How did he get here from like 8 boxes away? Doesn't matter because he's here now and you two have to deal with him!
:D]
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...how did you even do that?!
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Purple speaks up first:]
What, this?
Just a handy little trick I've got going on! Now, whatcha doing?
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We're trying to stop this! To- to interfere with the execution!
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You know what, fuck it.
Riri, here's the thing-
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[Her sarcasm is real.]
...we were going to jump down there and stop the -
[No one has taught her the art of the f-bomb yet]
- stop this before someone else winds up getting killed.
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One, you're going to fall straight toward the audience seating.
Two, you're gonna land right back in your seats.
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I kinda want to try that, though!
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Do not call m- [ Wait. The kitten? They- did-
And then he keeps going and she just. Stammers? Except it's not even words it's just sounds, because she's so caught up in being sad and angry and frustrated and just the smallest bit happy.
After a moment, in a strangled shriek: ]
Whh- what's even the point of this?!
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The point is it's not for you guys.
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Then who? Who's it for? Because...it's not for...them, either. Right? [ She glances at the horrorshow that's the voting. Everyone screaming, upset. ]
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[And he makes a wide, sweeping arm gesture toward the empty and abandoned seats of the theatre.]
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There's. There's no one. There?
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Maybe not to you.
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Well. Jeremy's about to get executed. And the Phantom turned the SQUIP off and everything.
So she's stuck in her seat, watching. Horrified. ]
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[Once someone remembers to invite him at least.]
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I swear. Whatever I have to do-
[ Her hands are clenched. She's trembling. But not with fear, or with sadness. With rage. ]
I'm going to make him regret this.
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[And suddenly his massive soda is in his hand again and he's back to slurping it.]
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[She sighs.]
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And if you're not trying to stop your friend from being stabbed.
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[She actually has a flicker of sympathy cross her face.]
What happened?
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Y'know, tale as old as time. I was dead, got my best friend to marry me so I could be alive for the first time, experienced the entire range of human emotion in a minute in a half before she murdered me with a sculpture. Nearly got eaten by a sandworm, my mom tried to kill Lyds and her whole family so I rode in on Sandy and she ate her to save them. After that I decided to go try and find my dad. It would've made a great sequel if we hadn't been booted.
But yeah, that lasted like a week before I found this place and just kinda...literally couldn't leave. It's just been me here almost the whole time before I found my best buddy Evan wandering around.