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

[rockthistown]

[Hime blinks. She bends down to watch D-ne work and tilts her head.]

Hey!
We'll still find you yet and yet again
I know hiding, running from the pain
Cutting, curling ribbons on and on
Till the outside sees new dawn...
Have faith the living surely know

What are you making with those? Hair decorations?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[She continues with the ribbons. How nice it is, to sing and receive such a response. It reminds her of...oh, one of those times. She's lost count.]

They could go in hair, yes. These I was designing more as...if someone wanted to wear them around their wrist. [She demonstrates on herself, with a blue one. It ties in a bow and the curling edges make it stick out, like it's not a haphazardly made decoration.]

It's something to do, yes? For anyone who would accept one.

[rockthistown]

Oh! Like friendship bracelets or something! Because we're all a team, right? That's so cute! I want one, I want one!

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[A small giggle.] Well, I suppose you'll have the first choice, then. Whatever color, whatever ribbon.

[rockthistown]

Blue! Like me! [She goes for a light blue, then pauses.] Wait, is that stealing your colour, since your old ribbon was blue?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Oh no. That shade was...hm. [She smiles a little; there's no way Anna could've known, but that color...] Fuller. Darker. This is fine.

[rockthistown]

Ehe. Okay! [Hime goes to tie it on, fumbling and screwing up her face.] Why is it so hard to tie a ribbon with one hand?

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Here. [She'll help; D-ne takes the ribbon from her and ties it smoothly.]

[rockthistown]

Thank you! [Hime smiles wide and takes D-ne's hand with both of hers.] I'm really glad you're here, D-ne.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[...] Yes, I... I'm glad to be here.

[rockthistown]

I still wish we weren't dead, but you're a really good friend. When we get out and aren't stuck haunting this place, I want to take you and the others someplace nice! We could all go to Oomori Lunch! ...Or, uh, haunt it, I guess, since we're dead.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[...]

It would be fun to haunt somewhere new with you, Hime-san.

[rockthistown]

Really? I'm so glad!

[You get another hug, D-ne.]

Thank you, D-ne.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[aaaaa a a a a a no hold strong d-ne
hugs are actually kind of nice? fuck.]

...No, ah...thank you.

[rockthistown]

Ehe. It might be scary to approach people, but it really is great to have friends.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Yes. ...Yes, you're right.

Will you help me curl the rest of these ribbons?

[rockthistown]

Sure! There'll be enough for everyone!