It's Curtains Mods (
stagemanagers) wrote in
curtainsdown2016-10-26 10:43 am
and I know things now, many valuable things
[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.]
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.]

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A-ah- then you're...very welcome. I promise...utter brutal honesty, as long as we're here.
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[It's said much more lightly than everything else.]
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[..........IT BEGINS]
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Because I just didn't. You weren't overly trusting, and didn't seem to be hiding behind a false persona, and you weren't...kind for no reason. You, ah...you felt a lot more approachable than anyone I'd ever met.
[that seems to surprise her to say? but yeah, she sticks with it.]
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[It's strange. She's already firmly put at least five of them (Anna, Raoul, Jezebel, Hime, Eliza) in a category that can only be described as 'better than her' - kinder, more understanding, more caring. It feels strange to hear what D-ne is saying.]
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[Welcome to the wonderful world of honesty with D-ne.]
The sweet, kind classmates at home, I hated their pitying, because I knew it wasn't genuine. There was nothing to like about me, after all...so why would they? [She smiles.] I thought that here as well.
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[Anyways.]
The rest of them, though - I don't think they're like that. They've always been honest with me. Or, they were.
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[She nods, though.]
Anna and Eliza and Raoul... They were all my friends.
[Were. It still stings. She can't really help the note of worry that comes in her voice.]
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But...]
...I'm sorry... I know there's nothing reassuring to say to this...but I'm glad at least you were surrounded by genuine people.
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[A short shake of her head.]
It's not that.
[At least, what she thinks 'that' might be. She's assuming D-ne is just concerned that she misses them, but... She knows how she felt every time she ventured out on Friday morning to find someone she cared about dead. Even if she doesn't necessarily understand it, she knows a good number of them cared about her. She never wanted to inspire that feeling in anyone else, even if it wasn't something she caused personally.
Regardless.]
It's nothing. Don't worry about it.
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Of course. [She smiles.] ...You hadn't mentioned Jezebel-san. Was she...not your friend?
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She was, but - more than that, too.
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[Well then!]
With what you told me before, I hadn't thought... Oh.
["Congratulations" in this situation is a little unfitting.]
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[Looks like you might have to spell it out.]
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...You can't really help what you feel...is that right?
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[A sigh.]
It sucks.
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