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The Directors ([personal profile] productions) wrote2013-09-26 11:43 am
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the theatre

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.
souredsweet: mewtube (living ghost)

[personal profile] souredsweet 2013-11-23 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[WELL... at least there's no celebratory victory screeching going on yet. Kaoru's been pretty content to watch things unfold from the DK corner, but upon these reveals, one after the other, he's definitely casting Poland a sidelong glance.]
notyetlost: (facade)

[personal profile] notyetlost 2013-11-23 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
That never happened.

He would have said something to me.

[But then... things never were the same between them after he took Vilnius.]
souredsweet: mewtube (soaking up the sleep)

[personal profile] souredsweet 2013-11-23 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Will you continue to carry on with your denial after he is executed?

[his words are carefully chosen, but not chosen kindly.]
notyetlost: (wounded)

[personal profile] notyetlost 2013-11-23 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Poland can't reply, the words have dried up in his mouth.]

...

[Nations lie and nations kill.]
souredsweet: jackandtink (summer air)

[personal profile] souredsweet 2013-11-23 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[there's a fairly lengthy pause while Poland remains silent. eventually, in the same cool tone:]

Should he arrive, I will not give him mercy for your sake.
notyetlost: http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=6580620 (heart broken)

[personal profile] notyetlost 2013-11-23 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
He said he loved me.

[The words taste like ash in his mouth.]
souredsweet: jackandtink (from disaster)

[personal profile] souredsweet 2013-11-23 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
He is a deceiver. Hollow words are natural for those who wear masks.

[he knows it intimately himself, after all. he can recall the producer complimenting him on his acting skills after Latvia's trial; though he had forgotten the identity of the person who said it to him, he remembered being floored by the audacity of the comment. it certainly makes sense now.]