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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Elle Woods | Legally Blonde the Musical

[whatyouwant]

This Petty Place
[There's smoke coming from the kitchen. Anyone who would like to investigate will find Elle pulling a tray of...something out of the oven.

She notices you and tries to smile through the smoke-induced coughing fit.]

Oh hey there! I- [cough cough] I made cookies!

Break a Leg!

[Elle looks over the 'secret' from her envelope one more time. There's already been one murder, there's no way she's going to let that happen again!]

Okay, so the easiest way to get around this is to just share the secrets, right? That way they don't have any leverage over us! I'll start.

[She clears her throat, suddenly looking very serious.] I...had braces as a teenager. Like really bad braces. [Scandalous. She holds up the picture from the envelope which seems to be of a teenage Elle with some serious brace-face going on.]

Wildcard - Puppy Play Time
[A loud squeal erupts from the room with the weird machine that passes out presents. Anyone who looks in will find Elle on the ground, a small tan dog on her chest licking her face.]

Bruiser! Bruiser cut it out! [Despite her protests she looks incredibly happy. Possibly the happiest you've seen her since everyone woke up here.]

This Petty Place

[ayupyon]

[ SMOKE... smoke is bad!! Ayumu rushes to make sure everything is okay and no one is hurt and well--

Is not... really sure how to react to what she sees. ]

C...Cookies?

Re: This Petty Place

[whatyouwant]

Yeah!

[Elle coughs some more and sets the pan down on top of the stove. She waves away the smoke and frowns.]

Well...they were.

Breaking legs

[wanderlusttitania]

...at least they were white, yes? Your teeth, I mean.

[not bitter. not. she's not. going to be bitter. about that.

Also very pointedly not opening her envelope.]

[whatyouwant]

[If Elle notices any tension in Sissi's voice or manner, she doesn't say anything. Probably the stress of the situation.]

They better have been. I had to brush my teeth like 5 times a day.

Have you opened yours yet?

[wanderlusttitania]

Hopefully, then, they weren't yellow. But I'm certain someone would have said something if they were.

[Definitely an understatement on the stress.

Her hands crumple her envelope.]

I've no need to. I already suspect what it is.

[whatyouwant]

Maybe it isn't as bad as you think?

[wanderlusttitania]

Given how the rest of my life is...I doubt it could be anything else, I'm afraid.

[A small chuckle.]

My existence is otherwise an open book, after all. Perhaps even more than yours is, mademoiselle.

[whatyouwant]

Whatever it is, we won't hold it against you. The point is to not let them use these- [she holds up her envelope] -against us.

[wanderlusttitania]

[A long silence. A very long silence.]

...very well.

[She tore the envelop open, holding it out to Elle.]

I suppose you'll find it mad, still.

[There are only three words on her card.

Death loves Elisabeth.]

Break a Leg

[employeeoftheyear]

You had braces too?!

[He seems more happy than anything else learning about that. He soon frowns as he opens his own envelope to look at the picture. His expression changes again to slight panic on his face as his eyes dart around the room.]

I... I guess if this'll help stop any more murders from happening...

[He gulps loudly and shows the picture to everyone else.

It's a picture of a burger. Nothing seems noticeably off about it, but Spongebob looks like he's about to burst into tears.]

[whatyouwant]

[A burger? What secrets could be related to a burger?]

You...were vegetarian but slipped?

[employeeoftheyear]

N-no, that's not it, it's... this patty...

[He looks at the photo again, tears welling up. When he finally speaks again he is openly crying]

I put the lettuce under the patty instead of on top of it! The customer didn't say anything, but I noticed it the moment the patty left my hands! Oh if Mr. Krabs found out I would be ruined! I'm such a terrible fry cook!

[He crumples the picture in despair, as if this was a truly terrible secret.]

[whatyouwant]

[It doesn't sound like a big deal to Elle, but neither did some of the things her Delta Nu sisters came to her with. The people in this place are like her new sisters (metaphorically speaking), so they deserve the same Elle!]

It's okay! Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. I'm sure you're amazing at making burgers.

puppies!

[howtheworldwas]

[ In Eurydice's world, food is far too scarce to justify having a small, useless pet. A pet is just another mouth to feed, after all. Which means that this scene parses as very strange, and for a moment, all Eurydice can do is stare.

Eventually, she clears her throat. ]

Um. Do you need help?

[ Is the small dog attacking her? Why is she shouting? What kind of name is Bruiser??? ]

Re: puppies!

[whatyouwant]

[Suddenly realizing she isn't alone anymore, Elle lifts the nine pound chihuahua off her chest and sits up. The dog continues trying to lick her face, tail wagging so fast it's a blur.]

No, he's is just excitable. Bruiser! Say hello to Eurydice! [Bruiser stops licking long enough to look over at Eurydice and give a happy yip.]

[howtheworldwas]

[ Is she?? Supposed to say hello back?? ]

...Hello, Bruiser.

[ Eurydice hesitates, then steps forward a few paces. ]

May I... [ Eurydice pauses, as if she's struggling to find the words. ] ...pet him?

[ That seems polite, right? ]

[whatyouwant]

Totally! He's super friendly. [Elle stands, still holding the tiny dog under one arm. She move closer to Eurydice so the other woman can pet him.]

He seems okay, but who knows how long he was in that thing... [She frowns back at the machine.]

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice gives the small dog several very awkward pats on the head. By the third or fourth pat, however, she's settled into a sort of rhythm, and looks almost comfortable.

Oh, no. Elle makes a good point about the machine. ]

He must be hungry. There's probably meat in the kitchen.

[whatyouwant]

[Bruiser closes his eyes and leans in to the pats, even the awkward ones.

Elle gasps.]

That's a great idea! You want to come with?

[howtheworldwas]

...Sure.

[ Against her better judgment, Eurydice is all of a sudden very concerned for the well-being of this tiny, defenseless creature! They could probably spare a few bites of meat for the poor thing. Even if he is, tactically speaking, utterly useless.

And off they go! Every once in a while, Eurydice leans in to give Bruiser another pat on the head. Eventually, she feels comfortable enough to say: ]

We...don't really have these where I'm from. I like this one, though.

[ Who's a good boy? ]

[whatyouwant]

[Elle keeps Bruiser under her arm the entire walk, seemingly very reluctant to put the small dog down. She does make sure he's on the same side as Eurydice to facilitate better pats.]

Chihuahuas? They're pretty popular in Malibu.

[He is the best boy.]

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice has no idea what Malibu is, but at least this one she can infer must be some sort of town. Malibu must be nice, if it can afford to have all these pets...

Pat pat. ]

Malibu sounds nice. Are you from there?

[whatyouwant]

Yep! I'm going to be moving to Boston soon though.

[She frowns and mutters.] I hope I don't miss the first day of class...

[The moment passes and she perks up again.]

What about you? Where are you from?

[howtheworldwas]

[ Oh, no, a frown! That doesn't look right on Elle's typically-sunny face. Eurydice looks back at her, a little intense. ]

You won't. We just have to figure out a way to leave.

[ Eurydice doesn't use we casually, but here, she means it.

At Elle's question, Eurydice just shrugs. ]

I'm not really from anywhere. I move around a lot. Before this place, I was stopped in a town off the railroad line.