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]

But that's not how the game is played. It's about accuracy, and speed, and the power you put behind the ball.

[ Can Riley Just Relax About Anything? Unclear. ]

[beejfq]

Huh. Sounds boring!

[Bloop! In another one goes!]

You should get up here and try it, Riles, you might even have fun for once.

[isawallflower]

It's not about having fun, it's about doing things right--

[ Oh, God. She hears herself and grimaces. ]

Don't...talk like you know anything about me, okay? I have fun, just- I just like to follow the rules.

[beejfq]

Me and Ev had nothing to do but watch you guys for weeks. I know you better than you think. [He's finally run out of skee balls and slides off the machine, landing lightly on his feet with surprising grace.]

Besides, what's following rules ever done for you?

[isawallflower]

[ Goosebumps run down her arms. ]

You- you were spying on us? [ Ignoring that question, for the moment. ] Okay, fine, even if you were grossly invading my privacy! Life isn't just everything that's happened in this opera house of hell, you know. Don't! Start acting like you know me.

[beejfq]

Oh puh-lease! Don't act like you haven't been doing the exact same thing with your breather friends. You don't get to climb on the high horse with me. [Miss "I interrupted a love confession to talk to my demon dad".]

And relax, we only ever watched you guys in the public places. It's pretty much impossible for me not to.

[isawallflower]

[ Riley can feel her whole face heat up. ] Don't- That's not- I at least know them! Or- talked to them before, you just showed up in a graveyard all pally and- I'm just trying to keep their spirits up!

[ Heh. Spirits. If she were less Riley she'd maybe laugh at that. ]

I'm not...playing pranks or judging them or whatever.