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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.
aozaki: (◆ but it's ok cause you have plot armor)

[personal profile] aozaki 2013-11-23 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
[the idea is immediately dismissed with a small scoff.]

Don't let your imagination get ahead of yourself. Different places operate under different rules, that plague of his can well be ineffectual if taken somewhere else. It'd surprise me, actually; he could've been a lot more destructive if he wanted, and it takes a special brand of crazy to want to end all life in the universe through illness for one petty grudge.

[...

she shrugs.]


You really think he's the type?
speakveryclearly: With heavy green flush on her face, Kanaya looks up and away. (Unfortunate)

[personal profile] speakveryclearly 2013-11-23 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know anything about his type. He did seem to be very amused when Alice chastised him for involving as few as "twenty-nine" people. I'll stop worrying about infection for now but can we really deny it might be cathartic to burn everything we ever wore in this realm anyway?
aozaki: BUT SHE'S A TOTAL BABE WHEN SHE'S SKETCHY (◆ the snake eats its own tail)

[personal profile] aozaki 2013-11-23 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
Burn this manor down? Is anyone NOT in favor of that, alive and 'dead' alike?

[she cracks a nasty smile at that, but it is an ironic one.]
speakveryclearly: Kanaya holding her sharply shining face in both her hands with a voyeur's merciless grin, saying "Oh... Oh, My". (Concupiscent)

[personal profile] speakveryclearly 2013-11-23 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
Ahahaheh. I think even Lithuania is an advocate of that, in all candor.
aozaki: (Default)

[personal profile] aozaki 2013-11-23 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
He can join in once he explains himself.

[and whatever's left of him. THEY WERE JOKING (??) ABOUT BEATING HIM UP

...

BUT THEN STUFF HAPPENED?!]