It's Curtains Act 3 Test Drive

[stagemanagers]

1) CURTAINS UP

You’ve just woken up in some kind of dorm room, which is certainly not where you went to bed last night. Actually, do you even remember going to sleep…? Regardless, this isn't where you last were, and worse still - there's other people waking up in the same room with you, in the same state.

Talk to your roommates! Go out and meet everyone from the other rooms! Most of these people may be strangers, but you’re gonna all have to get used to one another. And who knows? There may actually be a familiar face in the crowd.

2) THIS PETTY PACE

By now, you're acquainted with everybody here and you're slowly growing bored. Bored enough to kill? Hopefully not. You'd better try to find something else to do. You can always go hang out with your castmates, or maybe try and whip something up in the kitchen! There’s even a band room to keep you busy! I sure hope you like music.

3) BREAK A LEG

Comedies are fun and all, but that’s not quite what we’re about here. You’ve all just been handed this week’s motive. What do you make of it? Is it one that might actually tempt you to kill, or did you get off lightly this time? Either way, maybe you’d better look around the room and see who else is having a rough time.

4) I LOVE PLAY REHEARSAL

It's Club Day! What's Club Day, you ask? Come to the classroom on the poster to find out! It looks like this week's club is Bread Club. Be wary, when you enter the classroom you'll face a shower of various bread slices but be rewarded with a surprisingly fancy layout of spreads and jams to go with them. Don't mind the oddly threatening poster on the far wall. He's just here to supervise.

5) CURTAIN

It was bound to happen eventually. Someone is dead, and now it's time to go off and investigate. Were they close to you? Are you, perhaps, feeling guilty? Either way, it's probably best not to leave anyone alone right now.

6) CUE MUSIC

Feelings in a murder-school can get pretty gosh darn intense. Sometimes you’ve just got to let it out. And hey, if you sing a song about whatever’s going on in your head, maybe someone will hear and come help you? Either way, this is a musical – there’s not really any reason not to sing.

[Mod Note: The song mechanic is meant to be fluid and simple. You do not have to produce your own song lyrics, nor are you required to use show tunes (although we do encourage it!). If you want to rewrite existing lyrics to fit the situation, go for it! Anything goes - if Mumford and Sons expresses your character’s current emotions, then break out the banjos. We want to keep the musical mechanic as fun and simple as we can to encourage our players to use it as much as they like.]

6) WILDCARD

Make up your own prompt!

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Comments

The Griffin | Good Grief, A Griffin

[humanitarianherbalist]

I. Just look at that face

[The man lying on the bed turns and murmurs in his sleep, growling softly before slowly awakening and stretching, before looking around in confusion. He slowly stands up, then nearly stumbles over his own feet.]

How strange, indeed. [He reaches out to tap the nearest person on the shoulder.] Pardon me, would you please tell me where this might be?

II. It's the thing to do

[The Griffin has hung up several signs directing people to the auditorium, written with surprising flourish. He's standing in front, and claps his hands with delight if anyone comes in.]

Welcome, welcome! I was thinking about our predicament, and I realized that we must certainly keep in shape. I have devised an exercise regimen for us to follow while we're here, to keep both our minds and our bodies healthy!

[He starts marching and singing, while doing motions to accompany his song.]

Exercising! Exercising!
It's the thing to do, for you; so it's
Exercising! Exercising!
It's so good for you!

Now raise your knees,
And stamp your feet,
And keep your head up high;
And jump and turn,
And wave your arms,
As if you're going to fly!

[He will also nudge anyone who doesn't seem to be moving into following along with the motions, of course.]

III. I could never stomach meanness

[The Griffin is squinting at the image he's received.] And who might this be? What should I care if one human I do not even know perishes?

V. Oh, it's hard to leave one's dearest friends

[The Griffin crouches next to the body, a frown on his face.] I would have liked to speak more with them. They were fine company, unlike most of the other humans I have known. [He looks up.] I suppose it is time we gather evidence of what might have transpired, then.