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

[souredsweet]

[because he's been listening in on this entire exchange with a passive sort of curiosity:]

What would your pick be between Lithuania, Rapture and Stiles, then?

[notyetlost]

None of them. Least of all Lithuania.

If it wasn't Sonia, I was leaning towards Alice or Marlow. [Emphasis on the latter.]

[souredsweet]

That does not answer the question! Our aim was to make the producer suffer; Sonia chose you as her target after working very hard to allow us the choice of someone not on the lower two lists to point everyone in the right direction. It can only be a person with whom you shared a bond. So if you do not think it Lithuania, is it Stiles or is it Rapture?

—Or, better yet, whose hanging between those two would you mind the least? Surely the person you name is a person we can eliminate from our pondering, as well.

[he seems more amused than anything, though. he doesn't really care who the mastermind is as long as they catch that person and preferably give everyone else a chance to stab them... a little.....]

[notyetlost]

I'm like totally flattered you recognize I was the most important person in the house, but get real. Liking me is not a litmus test for being the mastermind.

Wouldn't it make more sense that the Mastermind would shy away from bonding deeply with anyone in the house, so as to not have anything that might compromise their plan?

[souredsweet]

Assuming the "deep bond" is not a falsity, perhaps, though our producer seems fond of taking risks and... [Kaoru's lips quirk up briefly and it looks like he might say something else, but seems to decide against it.]

It might be a wise thing to prepare yourself for the coming week, regardless.

[notyetlost]

If they're taking risks, it's not Lithuania.

[souredsweet]

We shall see.

If it is, I will allow you the first punch. Otherwise, I am afraid the honor is claimed for our group.

[notyetlost]

[Poland shrugs, clearly there's no reasoning with them.]

Believe what you want. It's not him.

[speakveryclearly]

I am so incredibly unsurprised by that answer.

[souredsweet]

[snickering because he is so nice]

I would not mind if it was Felicia. What a grating person...

[speakveryclearly]

Neither would I. She's just so... infuriating in her simplicity. It would be different if she were capable of feigning a single shred of sympathy for the executed.

Her outward appearance, of course, COULD BE A FACADE AS THE MASTERMIND'S ACTIONS WOULD HAVE TO BE BY DEFINITION.

[NOT LOUD ENOUGH THAT POLAND CAN HEAR OR ANYTHING]

[souredsweet]

[now he's laughing even harder oh no...]

You would think after eight weeks of deception that everyone would have learned by now. [HO HUM.] Well, let us hope that the emotions of those still living do not interfere with their ability to conduct proper investigations.

[speakveryclearly]

I think the lesson Ukraine's lynching taught them might have finally sunk in!

[Said exactly as cheerily as Felicia talks after the executions]

[souredsweet]

[A+ Kanaya he is so proud...!]

What a good impression! Ah, but they do seem to be slow learners.

1/2

[speakveryclearly]

Thank you. I've been working on them.

[speakveryclearly]

[Now for Poland all incensed:] You like totally don't know him like I do! He's like the only person in this crazy show who ISN'T like faking!

1/2

[souredsweet]

[clapping and looking delighted!!]

Oh, that's perfect! You truly have been working on them, that sounds exactly like him. Ah, I'd like to try one—

[souredsweet]

[okay okay give him a second... give him a secooond

now that he's put his popcorn down, he's got his arms folded over his chest, looking grumpy in a Susan-ish way.]

Yes, I'm the producer, congratulations for finally figuring it out two months and far too many clues later. Would you like a celebratory cake with sparkling candles to go with your award?

1/3

[speakveryclearly]

[You have killed Kanaya. She is actually dead. Not even a vampire or ghost anymore. Okay fine that's a figure of speech.]

2/3

[speakveryclearly]

So you have figured out my wicked plan. I thought that my stunts with the firearm would suffice to distract you from my true nature...

3/3

[speakveryclearly]

Wow, no, I can't even do this justice.

1/2

[souredsweet]

[r.i.p ghost kanaya...]

It was close! The only flaw is that you did not quite sound like a very serious middle-aged man.

[souredsweet]

[no okay he glances back toward the screen for a few minutes, and then (complete with emphatic hand gestures):]

The producer is, in reality, none other than — the Stingers! All of us, however many there are! It was written in the cards of destiny from the start; even my great Romani ancestors were aware that this day would come!

[speakveryclearly]

[Singing, not very well]

Now the truth is clear to see! The mastermind was always me! That's why Poland bit the dust - part-Romani, it's a must!

[souredsweet]

[it is beautiful.]

A truly suiting ballad. ...Or should I perhaps say- [pitching his voice up because apparently May has not suffered enough yet, now she must be impersonated too.] -Miss Rapture always provides the finest entertainment! Even if you are the producer, I will be grateful for your beautiful song, which will surely be remembered for generations to come!