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It's Curtains Mods ([personal profile] stagemanagers) wrote in [community profile] curtainsdown2016-10-26 10:43 am
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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.]



breakingbread: (bread dad is concerned)

[personal profile] breakingbread 2016-11-08 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[who the literal fuck]

...monsieur, are you alright? [Obviously he's dead, but this man seems...well, like he's unwell even beyond that.]
peterpanhasfoundamother: (ergh)

[personal profile] peterpanhasfoundamother 2016-11-09 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
I am...quite alright, mmyes. The pic-a-ture of good health.

[He carries himself like a lumbering zombie, and sounds it as well.]
breakingbread: (bread dad cannot believe)

[personal profile] breakingbread 2016-11-12 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[...Valjean is going to try to reach out to take this man's arm.]

Come then, sit and talk with me for a while. Has anyone told you where we are yet?