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

[recessives]

[ She waves a little, not immediately going in for a hug on this one but... Riley isn't an unwelcome sight. ]

Well, at least it wasn't really anyone's fault. So that's... something.

[isawallflower]

[ Yeah. Yeah, Riley wouldn't expect one, anyway. Honestly it's. Almost nice?? ]

...It still sucks and you guys didn't deserve it. I'm sorry.

[recessives]

[ She nods. ]

Well, it's... at least it was straightforward.

[ Guess Who Probably Hasn't Asked Anyone About The Case!! ]

[isawallflower]

...What.

[ Oh. Oh n- oh no.

Riley deserve a lot of things, but does she deserve this? ...Unclear, ask again later. ]

Shhhiiilo... It- um. Things. Things. Got sort of. Complicated?

[recessives]

... How?

[ ???? ]

[isawallflower]

The, um.

The SQUIP. It's back, and it- Yeah.

[recessives]

[ ... ]

Oh.

[ Well! ]

At least they figured it out, I guess?

[isawallflower]

Yeah! Totally! At least!

[ It Was A Shit Show Shilo ]

[recessives]

[ That is the vibe she's getting! Different subject, different subject... ]

Uh... well! Long time no see? I really didn't expect to be doing this today, I don't know what else to say.

[isawallflower]

Hheehh, yeah, I. No one really...would expect...all this.

[ Riley's suffering. She tries to put a smile on?? But- no. That's...no. ]

It, um. We don't...really need to...eat, or sleep, or anything, so. It's. Taking some getting used to, but.

[recessives]

Huh.

[ A quiet, slightly nervous laugh. ]

Guess I wouldn't have to worry about being sick anymore anyway.

[isawallflower]

Oh, uh, no! No, I haven't...so much as sneezed here. And, uh, everything...heals quickly!

[ She knows that for...no particular reason. ]

[recessives]

[ Right. ]

That's good to know. ... Wait, we can still get hurt?

[isawallflower]

I mean. Yeah. But- it really takes like five minutes.

[recessives]

How'd you figure that out?

[ Like... she's not Concerned, but there's cause that she might need to be with Riley, you know? ]

[isawallflower]

Uhh. I mean. You know. Little things.

[ riley, that's- ]

It's fine.

[recessives]

Right.

[ Ha. ]

So... what's there to do as a ghost? Besides haunting people and waking up remembering a bunch of things at once.

[isawallflower]

Thaaaat's pretty much it! Just. Haunting and thinking about...things!

[ Regrets. But, like, that's kind of Riley-exclusive, or. At least murderer-exclusive? ]

[recessives]

Do we pass through everything? Except each other, I mean.

[isawallflower]

No? No, we can still...touch things. Eat if we want. Just...not on that side, without like...ghostly intent.

[recessives]

Right. [ Huh. ] So... stupid question, but it's been a big day: are we eating the ghost of the food on the other side?

[isawallflower]

What, no, we're n--

[ ........................................ ]


Oh my God, are we?

[recessives]

[ shrug??? ]

I guess it doesn't matter, but... [ ????? ]

[isawallflower]

Doesn't it???

[ Congratulations This Is Stupid ]

[recessives]

I mean... I guess?

[ she has thought about this for more than a few seconds, and she hates it. ]

We don't exactly have anyone to explain-

[ ... ]

Hm.