and I know things now, many valuable things

[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. It's your dressing room, that much is certain, but 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, you're not out of the woods yet.]





[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

week 2

[stagemanagers]

[welcome, Hime and Gabe]

[rockthistown]

[Hime wakes up groaning and rubbing her aching head. She rubs her eyes as words and images run through her mind. Help. Heather. Dummy? Something swooping at her and a cracking sound. Harmonia. Fairies. Their song. Trapped. Freed. Dragon? Everything is backwards in here. Her chicken is gone.

She needs to see what's going on.

And so she swings the door open, runs in the direction that would normally lead down the hall to try and check on the others, and makes the painful discovery that everything outside her room is mirrored, too. By which I mean you may be looking down the dressing room hallway and find the little blue-haired kid running straight into the wall. She falls down and whines.]

Oww... What's the big idea?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[The last week... There hasn't been much to do, here. Valjean isn't mad at her, for some reason, but it has only been the two of them and that's bound to be more than a little awkward after awhile...and D-ne has a lot to think about. The point is, she's gotten used to this, this quiet, solitary feeling. She's content to slip into the shadows and Valjean isn't a loud man, so between the two of them, it's probable she could hear a pin drop in this mirror Opera House.

A pin, or a girl's scream.

It's a familiar voice. Even if it wasn't, it would draw D-ne from where she is, sitting quietly in the lobby with a clipboard, to the dressing room hallway. Familiar but not enough to immediately place, familiar but unfamiliar enough that she can instantly think it can't be, it can't possibly be, of all people, not--

There's a whining little princess, sitting before her. D-ne can't breathe.]

H- Hime...-san...

[rockthistown]

[A familiar voice! Hime rubs her head and pulls herself back up to her feet.]

What's going on? Where's Heather? Goodman-san said she was in trouble, and I went upstairs and thought I saw her, but...

[And then she realizes who that voice belonged to. Slowly, Hime turns around, eyes wide and hands clasped close to her heart.]

D-ne?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Goodman-san...? [Natalie is her instant thought, what happened to Natalie? And Heather too-]

I- H-Hime-san, you shouldn't be here.

[rockthistown]

Not Natalie, the guy one. He said there was trouble, and I ran up the stairs and I thought I saw Heather, but as soon as I grabbed it, I saw it was fake and... [She holds her head.] I don't know what happened! Why is everything backwards? Why am I seeing dead people? I want to go home!

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

The other... [She swallows. The one who she thought was related to Natalie but didn't ask about. Why...were there so many things she didn't ask about...?]

...Hime-san. No one's showed up here since...since I awoke. It's just been me, and Valjean-san. No one...but you.

[rockthistown]

[Hime gasps sharply. She shrinks into herself, shaking her head.]

So-- so this isn't the same Opera House? That's why everything's backwards? And it's just you, so I'm...?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[D-ne has always been a rather blunt girl. She just dresses it up with a smile. Right now, she can't manage that embellishment, however.]

Dead. You...must have died.

[rockthistown]

[Hime can't do anything for a few seconds but gasp and sniffle, shaking her head numbly.

Then she runs forward and clings onto D-ne, wailing.]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[Probably, anyone would be better to have here than D-ne. But, that would mean that anyone is dead too, and Hime wouldn't want that. So D-ne will have to do.

She stands frozen, registering Hime's grasp. She is being hugged. It's not for her own comfort, but because Hime needs it. She needs someone to...

A long moment later, her hands find Hime's back, and she returns the hug.]

...I'm sorry. [She sounds numb.]

[rockthistown]

[cries on] I-- I made a cake for the deadline of the motive so we could have a party for nobody dying and I kept your creepy book when I got it out of the booth and I tried to read it but I don't want to summon demons to try and kill me and I don't know why the bookmark was on that, and, and... D-neeeeeeee!

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[Wow okay there's a lot to dissect from that what the fuck uh-]

Wait- Hime-san slow down, you said you got what?!

[rockthistown]

Your book? It had your name in it. It was in my room, but now all my stuff is gone.

[breakingbread]

[This is doubtless after D-ne's found Hime, but Valjean isn't too difficult to find either. He's discovered the appearance of a second floor, and made himself busy exploring. Right now, he's poking around in the library. He looks up, and pales when he sees her.]

Hime? What are you doing here?

[rockthistown]

[Hime hesitates. She swallows hard and bows in the doorway.]

I'm sorry for dying!

[breakingbread]

[He rises to make his way over to her.]

Child, why on earth would you apologize for dying? [why do people keep acting like he's gonna be mad at them in here is it him did he fight with javert too loud] What happened?

[rockthistown]

[Hime grabs handfuls of her skirt at her sides to try and calm herself down.]

There was a fake Heather and something came at me and my head and... I don't know, but D-ne says I probably got tricked again.

[breakingbread]

...I'm sorry.

[A lot of that didn't make a lot of sense, but the really important part is that someone killed her. She's just a child, who on earth -

It doesn't matter right now.]

You're safe now, at least. Take a deep breath.

[rockthistown]

[sniff] Okay. Do-- I had a book in my room, it's D-ne's and she says it's cursed and whoever touches it next will die too. Do you think someone's going to find it? Anna was talking about looking in the dead people's rooms and taking their stuff to keep it safe from the management...

[breakingbread]

...I don't know why anyone would take anyone's belongings in here.

[It's not like you can sell it for petty cash, lol]

Don't worry yourself about it. There's nothing we can do now. Come, sit down - won't you tell me how things have been with the others?

[rockthistown]

[Hime swallows hard and goes to sit down by him.] The Balladeer said it was almost Halloween and put out some decorations. Astarte really liked them. I think she thinks they're alive. And Hans was going to throw a big party! I made a cake and everything! Even without my PreCards to help! And I don't even have to keep that secret anymore because I died!







I died! [wails]

[breakingbread]

[Oh, Hime. Hime, do you need a hug?]

[rockthistown]

[She'll hesitate, but she does end up clinging and sobbing. Bread dad ;;]

I don't wanna be dead...

[breakingbread]

[Poor thing. He'll just hold her for a bit and pat her back.] I know. I know. This shouldn't have happened to you.

But you're going to be alright. This place isn't so bad.