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curtainsdown2020-07-11 07:39 pm
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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...One mistake doesn't...mean you've screwed up so much that...you can't come back from it. Or that you... [ She's not focused on anything. Just kind of staring at a spot on the floor. ]
Steven, I've killed people. Before- all this. People who I...who were supposed to be my friends. Who I was responsible for. [ ... ] Lying, withholding, it's- ...it's not good. But... I did something they lock people up for. For good reason. And... I'm sorry. But, I don't know if I wouldn't do it again.
[ Take everything out on the people around her. Leave herself standing in the wreck and ruins, to clean up a mess she could never hope to fix. ]
That's...why I'm saying you deserve better. That...all of you do.
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[Fuckin' deal with it.]
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What's left of me, besides my mistakes? You- you're...caring. And sweet. And you have so many people, who... [ A blink. ] ...Why would you want to be friends with...with someone who's dangerous?
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[It didn't do anything at the time, but it was pretty awesome.]
...and you still care about people too. Unless all that stuff in the garden when we found Spinel was just an act.
[There's. Some anger there again, honestly, but mostly he's just tired.]
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It wasn't. It was like I didn't realize... [ She's looking at her hands, distantly. ] But I still...could be dangerous to you.
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[SHSL Bob, Lapis Lazuli everyone.]
Whatever you can throw at me, I can handle. If you'll let me.
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Why do you give so many chances to people who hurt you?
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[ And she starts to get closer, but stops short. ]
Y-you don't h-have to- to save us, the- you're not just...the ways you help people, Steven!
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[Know how to be anything else. But he takes an instinctive step back from that particular pit of self-revelation.]
You're not just the ways you've hurt people, either.
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Then why do I feel like that's- all that's left?
[ ...Just stands there. ]
...I don't know if...there was ever anything good, or- or if any of it...even matters.
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[He hesitates for a second.]
You can make it matter
You can choose what's right
You can try for better
We don't have to fight
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Can't forget that night.
But I,
God, I want to change...
I do! I want it to, but- but I don't...trust what I want, or do, anymore, I... [ That's it, isn't it? She- ] ...How can I...let all of you...brush it all aside, when I can't trust myself, not to...hurt you? [ ... ] Even if I don't want...to be alone.