thebackstage | It's Curtains Act 3 Test Drive

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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[ 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.

[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?

...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? ]

[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.]

[ 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?

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?

[ 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.

[Elle's smile becomes a bit smaller and a bit more sincere at the other woman's declaration. It's hard being away from her family and friends, but people here like Eurydice that makes it bearable.]

Living that boho life, very nice! I bet you've seen so much cool stuff.

[ what...... is this woman talking about.... ]

Yeah, I guess? Mostly I was just looking for, uh. Food and stuff.

[ Gods, that sounds depressing. Eurydice hastily follows up with: ]

But I did visit a really nice cafe once, in early spring.

Eating local is my favorite thing to do when we travel! There was this little restaurant in Barcelona my family and I found, the sea food was to die for.

[You'll have to pardon her and how disconnected she is from things like food insecurity.]

When we get out of here you'll have to visit Malibu, I can show you all the best spots.

[ That... actually sounds really nice. Eurydice feels only a little jealous. She offers Elle a small, but genuine, smile. ]

Yeah. I'd like that.

[ With that, Eurydice rounds the corner into the kitchen. She opens the fridge, looking for a bit of meat. ]

What does Bruiser eat?

[Elle beams back. It's like staring into the sun.]

Oh, he's on a very special raw diet his vet gave us. So...any beef?

[ Beef....beef, beef, beef. Eurydice doesn't find any raw meat, but she does find some hot dogs, which she hands off to Elle. ]

Will this work?

Hm, maybe be a bit too much salt for him.

[Bruiser does not care about the salt. He sniffs the air furiously, straining to get at those tasty tubes of meat.

Elle giggles.]

Well, having it every once in a while won't hurt, now will it?

[Elle places Bruiser on the floor and the tiny dog immediately sits at Eurydice's feet, staring plaintively up at her. Look how cute he is! Would you perhaps...give hot dog?]

[ He is so cute. He is the cutest creature in the world. Eurydice unwraps the hot dog and offers one to Bruiser Woods, Certified Best Boy. She smiles a little, again, once he takes it. ]

There you go. How do you like that?

[Bruiser takes a quick sniff before biting off the end of one of the hot dog. The chewing noises are not pleasant in the slightest, but Elle looks like the happiest girl in the world.]

There we go! Who's a good boy?

[Elle grabs a bowel from one of the cabinets and fills it with water at the sink.]

You're going to have a new best friend, Eury!

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