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

the next...morning?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

["Yesterday" was a lot, both mentally and 'physically'. She'd ended up falling asleep in Stephen's bed, snoozing until the weariness of the trial room haunt finally left. It wasn't on purpose, but she didn't want to leave him. He'd had the others to look after him, yet somehow had ended up being alone anyways.

She stretches and rolls onto her back, doing her best to at least keep a hand on Stephen.]

Sorry, didn't mean to pass out.

[37773972]

[Unsurprisingly? Stephen's also on the bed. Kind of half-curled on his side, facing away from her, stirring slightly when she does]

Mmhm?...s'fine.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[She sits up, rubbing her head. Is that a haunt hangover or just her imagination?]

I know you probably don't feel like it, but you should leave the room eventually. We don't need to eat, but it would probably make you feel better.

[37773972]

[He almost says something about Nana cooking breakfast- but that just causes a sharp pain in his chest. Ah...

...right.]

...I'll take your word for it. [As in, he's starting to get up]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Scooting to the edge of the bed she stands, stretching again.]

We can go check out the fourth floor as well, if you'd like. We should be able to access it now that you're here.

[She would suggest haunting lessons, but maybe that can wait for a bit]

[37773972]

...sure. There's a few things up there. [He was never one for ice skating, though.]

...Sigyn? Is it- going to be like this, from now on? [He seems to realize he's being vague, but-] Just...living?

[While being dead?]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[She looks back at him, a sad smile on her face]

Yeah. There's only so much we can do to help the living. Between haunts we just have to...pass the time.

[Whatever 'time' means here, anyways]

[37773972]

[wonderful]

...I told Christine I'd haunt a punching bag, first.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Chuckle]

We don't really inhabit the things we haunt, more like puppet them?

I can beat you up for her though.

[She wasn't going to punch a man clearly in the middle of a meltdown, and she does understand to a degree.

But he was still stupid, and she's still not happy about that]

[37773972]

[Heh]

Can we at least get something useful out of it, other than the fact I deserve it?...I had Riley help me work out, and then...Santana, later.

[let him have a grown woman as a coach now, please, as opposed to a teenager. or just kick his ass, that works too]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

You want to spar?

[She shrugs]

I'm not great at fighting, but we can try.

[37773972]

I'm probably worse. I figure you might be able to teach me how to punch, though?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

I can do that. Let's check out the 4th floor first, I want to see what we were missing last week!

[37773972]

I'll show you around- just let me get changed. [There's...still a need for basic hygiene, right...]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[eeeehh?]

I'll meet you in the hallway.

[She steps out of the room and over to her own. As far as she can tell they don't strictly need to change clothes or bathe; but much like eating and sleeping it makes things feel slightly more normal.]

[37773972]

[HE'S TRYING TO STICK TO WHAT NORMALCY HE HAS, OK...if that involves mundane activities, then so be it!!

but either way he'll be out in to the hallway soon enough, gesture for her to follow him, and then head upstairs]

There's an infirmary- we could have used that the other week, honestly. But I'm not sure what use it'll be here.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyns walks next to him up the stairs]

We can still get hurt, but it heals a lot faster.

[She eyes his arms]

Still shouldn't try any science experiments, though.

[37773972]

[His arms are fine, for the record! No sign of scars. Boy, gotta love having an extra few days to heal, right?]

I won't. It was another long shot, anyway.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Good.

[No explosions please.]

What else? Anything to top the pool?

[37773972]

Ice rink, an art studio- I liked the sauna, though, most.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

...Do theaters normally have ice rinks and pools where you come from?

[Is this another cultural thing she doesn't get?]

[37773972]

No. This is the strangest place I've been to, and that includes when I was inside a mountain.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[They get to the top of the stairs and Sigyn just looks down the hall]

Why is this here at all? Did someone build it just for this sick game?

[37773972]

Something else I should have asked. [But he didn't want to push it. Instead, he glances down at the other wing] If I had to guess, though, based on what I was told...I think the Wizard more or less just found out about this sort of thing, and decided to set it up himself? But it makes you wonder-

[He looks back at her]

-where'd he get the idea from?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

From what you told me we aren't the first group this has happened to. Perhaps someone else built it and then abandoned the space?