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

[wanderlusttitania]

All Emperors?

[She needed to think this out. Uuuuuh--wait!

Perhaps this young man means there's a summit of emperors! Hmm!]

So you are saying you are an emperor...do you happen to know someone by the name of Franz Josef? Or, ah, Napoleon, perhaps?

[prophetpriestandking]

[Hmmm...no bells ring. He shakes his head.]

No, I don’t know either of those penguins. [Funny names, those.] Are they friends of yours?

[This is great! If penguins and Aliens can be friends, then getting the fish back and saving his people will be easy!]

[wanderlusttitania]

Well, one of them is what you'd call a friend, yes...

[Well, way more than that, but not the real question.]

Penguins? You are looking for...penguins?

[prophetpriestandking]

Well...yeah.

[Mumble nods. Like this is very obvious information that’s not even worth asking about.]

That’s what Emperors are.

[He guesses Aliens don’t know much about penguins.]

[wanderlusttitania]

...And...you think you are a penguin, then?

[This is now in the top five weirdest conversations she has ever had that she can currently recall at least.]

[prophetpriestandking]

[Incredulous laugh.]

I am a penguin.

[Silly.]

...Haven't you ever seen a penguin before?

[wanderlusttitania]

Ah-

[Oooooooh. Ok, it's that kind of thing.

She tries to be gentle, while not outright denying his claim. He clearly believed it to be the truth, after all.]

Well, I...of course I have, but monsieur, you don't look like a penguin.

[prophetpriestandking]

[Incredulous scoff!]

I'm pretty sure I know what I look like.

[Said whilst absolutely not looking at himself.]

[wanderlusttitania]

[Hmmmmm]

I see...so, then, you must be an...unusual penguin to not have wings.

[prophetpriestandking]

What do you mean? I've got flippers right h-

[Cut to: human arms.]

...

[SCREAM]

[wanderlusttitania]

[Jumping back, but only for a moment.]

Oh-please, don't be upset, it'll be all right! There's nothing wrong with...having...arms.

[What do help :,D]

[prophetpriestandking]

[Waves around these...flesh...things? Weird alien appendages? Oh god there are weird sticking out things that bend. Flipper-claws? Flipper-grabbers? Flipper-toes? He lacks the vocabulary for this sort of thing, but...a rose by any other name would be just as horrifying.]

What -

[Breathe? Breathe. Okay he's not doing much breathing.]

What have you done with my feathers?! What are - [Holds up flipper-toes.] - these?

[wanderlusttitania]

Me...I didn't do anything! You came to me looking like that!

[At this, she looked at the flipper toes.]

You mean your hands and fingers, monsieur?

[prophetpriestandking]

[He gives a nod....? If that's what they're called, sure. Hands and fingers.]

This is an alien abduction, isn't it? The Skua said something about being probed, and, he had this thing on his leg... [He sticks his out. Oh God, they are so long.] But...[His words come out at a normal pace now.] He didn't look anything like this.

[wanderlusttitania]

I...I wouldn't know about any of that. I woke up here as well, and...

[Her hand goes to her hair, where there are streaks of silver.]

I don't...there's something odd going on with me as well, I suppose, and I can't explain it either.

[prophetpriestandking]

You too?

[Panic over. Kind of. It's nice to be in the same boat.]

What did they do to you?

[wanderlusttitania]

Well, for one, gave me gray hair, which I certainly did not have before I woke up here-look!

[point!]

[prophetpriestandking]

[He inspects the hair.]

Is that not normal for aliens? It looks fine to me.

[You know, if that’s any consolation.]

Why would they want to change your hair?

[wanderlusttitania]

I...I don't know! I makes me look older..but I'm not that old!

[Says the woman who is...very much not young, despite her actress]