the theatre

[productions]

the theatre



You awaken in a darkened theatre.

In front of you is an enormous cinema screen. On it plays everything that's currently happening in the mansion, accompanied by appropriate sound effects and background instrumentals when fitting. The seat you're sitting on is large and plush, and while there's many of them, there's enough room in the theatre for you to fully recline the seat into a comfortable bed if you wish. Under each seat is a sleeping mask and noise-cancelling headphones, in case you'd like to take a break from watching the show.

Follow the stairs up and you'll reach what should be the projection room. There are no projectors in here, however; it is simply a large and well-lit room above the main seating area, and a good place to hang out with your fellow eliminated contestants if shouting at each other across the aisles proves too much to handle.

If you leave the theatre through the door in the back, you'll find yourself in a hall. On one end is a concession stand. It's stocked with standard movie snacks - popcorn, candy and the like - but if you're feeling the urge for something else, you'll be able to find it stocked somewhere in the back. On the other end is a table with thirty wrapped bags and a placard reading 'A star for our stars! Please accept these lovely giftbags as a token of appreciation for your hard work, sponsored by [illegible smudge]'. Each bag has a tag bearing the name of someone in the mansion; you will only be able to open the bag with your name on it. As soon as you open it, any memories that have been taken from you, including those of the other people in the mansion that you may have forgotten, will be returned in their entirety. Within the bag are also objects from your home that you may want for your stay here, though you will find no weapons.

There are no other doors in the hall save for the one leading back into the theatre room. There are also no windows; it is impossible to tell where you are and what is going on in the outside world. Any attempts to break out will fail. So in the meantime, why not sit back and enjoy the show?

Oh, and one more thing. At midnight following each execution, once all those who've died that week have woken up, a video will begin to play on screen.

Comments

[aozaki]

The box wasn't half bad, the caveat was that we were both suspects and my lack of a solid alibi put us neck to neck. I'm still miffed about that, actually, but I can let it go. You did what you had to.

[She chuckles.]

I could make anything, if I had my workshop. Speaking of which, is there anything in here we could play around with, to kill time?

[speakveryclearly]

You might have something like that in your bag, with enough luck?

[She reaches under her seat, comes back up with a mess of predominatly string that she's been experimenting with friendship-bracelet style.]

I've been working on this but it's not coming together very well.

[aozaki]

They looked small, I can't say I have my hopes up.

[but ooh crafting projects. LEANING OVER]

What're you trying to make? Bracelets?

[speakveryclearly]

Yeah. I want... to be prepared with gifts if people show up.

[aozaki]

[...

and she snorts, but in a pleasant way.]

You're too nice for this place. Preparing for their arrival means waiting for their deaths, however. That's what you want to do, for the people you're cheering on?

[speakveryclearly]

[Her hand twitches and the string falls out.]

...I had not thought of it like that.

Always taking the troll scout motto too far, huh...? Everyone knew by the end of the first day that I was ready to die.

[aozaki]

It's the thought that counts. So, for who in particular?

[w/e

crafting time]

[speakveryclearly]

A lady doesn't twist and tell.

[aozaki]

Let me guess. Nagumo-san?

[speakveryclearly]

Well. Of course.

[aozaki]

No denial? You certain spilled fast, Kanaya.

[speakveryclearly]

Just because I don't want to tell doesn't mean I want to lie.

[Her lips form a thin line as she puts the lump away, avoiding Touko's eyes.]

[aozaki]

[she chuckles, wow what a teenage girl.]

What were you originally thinking of, and what do we have to work with?

[she left kaoru a kimono over here. sorry kanaya but as far as bribing gifts go touko might've already beaten her by a long shot...

oh well, theater's another story, let's go]

[speakveryclearly]

[WHAT DO YOU MEAN KAORU'S WAS THE PINK ONE SHE DIDN'T PICK UP AND THIS WAS IN FACT FOR ANNIE

NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT]

Well. Outright clothes, though my perennial fallback, are obviously out of the question. I've got thread, mostly...

[aozaki]

[NO COMMENT]

Any fabric at all? Japanese charms aren't bit, but they are like small bags.

[speakveryclearly]

That might be enough to make some kind of cap...

[aozaki]

[grabbing a paper and pen from nearby because this place should totes have them, w/e]

Something like this is what you want. Omamoris are talismans of luck and protection, you can decorate the surface with embroidery.

[speakveryclearly]

Since anyone who shows up here has already failed to have good luck or be protected it seems like a good retroactive measure to take...

[aozaki]

[She laughs.]

Why not make one anyway and hang it by the bag with their names attached to it? You don't HAVE to give it to them in person.

[speakveryclearly]

Maybe that will work!

Are you working on one for Latvia?

[aozaki]

Latvia's not Japanese.

[you wanted to make something for kaoru in particular, right...]