housing hub: abandoned theater

[mygod]

Theater

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housing

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Home sweet home, or in your case, a dilapidated building. Of course, nothing is stopping you from finding shelter elsewhere, but at some point you must have stepped into this building or slept under its roof, so this is home; while it's not very plush, do you really want to risk sleeping outside?

There is also a small plaque on the mailbox now with everyone's names engraved on it. Trying to deface it will result in more papercuts, for some reason. The names read:

Alfyn Greengrass, Camille Preaker, Erin Winter, Karma Akabane, Todomatsu Matsuno

By your sleeping arrangements, there are chests to hold whatever items you opt to place in them, which cannot be publicly accessed like the rest of your house. Otherwise, guests are free to come and go or sleep over, though going over the maximum suggested occupancy will be uncomfortable and cramped. Guests will also be unable to access to this post. Characters are also free to stay at any of the other housing locations, with the same stipulations.

Feel free to use this post for any resident gatherings, updates, etc!

For your easy reference: The exterior of the theater is hanging on by a thread, and even the trees have seen much better days. Two elegant but wilting doors open into a space more dilapidated than the outside of the building. And more… clownified? Thirteen benches litter the auditorium, some in decent condition and many others close to breaking apart, but all of them covered in the remnants of multi-colored confetti. The stage has seen much better days even with the enthusiastic strips of old banner at the back exclaiming CLOW- KING RETU—! Cracks in the flooring stretch from left and right stage all the way to the proscenium, and those traversing the stage floor should use caution lest they crash through to the trap room below. Crates and boxes are stuffed with brittle unused balloons, a broken ukulele, a stained deck of cards, and dried-up face paint.

A chest near the bottom of the stage has a handful of colorful, patchwork blankets and pillows inside.

Out front, a large, wooden mailbox sitting on a sturdy pole. There is enough room for all deliveries for every individual assigned to this housing.

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SETTING CHANGES

[mygod]

[ Anything you'd like to do to your new home can go here for everyone else to note! ]

[intrapid]

We have one (1) bed now. Totty's chest is shoved underneath it.

[concoctive]

Some of the (busted) benches have had their sad, deflated padding removed and instead added to other benches that people have been sleeping on.

Makeshift pillows made from the hoods of the cult robes, rolled up and filled with some wool picked from the sheep, have been left on everyone's chests.

[underinworld]

The clown king returns! So, which one of you three guys is the king of all clowns?

[Thanks, Erin, way to open the conversation. Camille gets excluded from the clown candidacy because that says 'king' and also if she suggested Camille might count for that it'd indirectly leave Erin as an option too and she doesn't want that]

[intrapid]

Todomatsu.

[drymonster]

[ at the exact same time ]

Not i— fuck you.

[intrapid]

Hahaha~ Too slow, Clown King.

[scrapdraught]

[In the back, wall-leaning. Hate this.]

Maybe there needs to be a fight for the title.

[intrapid]

I'm up for that!

[ he gets to beat up Todomatsu AND name him clown king? hell yea ]

[drymonster]

Oh, I don't think that's necessary.

Alfyn-san, congratulations on your coronation.

w0 tuesday morning

[drymonster]

[ i wanted to make a joke with the slogan from the tuesday morning store ads but now i can't remember what it was so never mind

anyway

todomatsu would not have been in a good mood upon waking up this morning regardless. it smells like stale clown ass in here and this padding sucks and his back hurts.

he sits up blearily and rubs the back of his stiff neck and feels

something... gross........

comes away with blood on his hand

and looks down at his blanket

oh.



he is SCREAMING (less high pitched than you might expect) AND JUMPING STRAIGHT UP IN THE AIR (in a very specific pose with his no-show sock falling off, don't worry about it) and THROWING THAT FUCKING BLANKET AS FAR AS HE CAN, JESUS CHRIST ]

FUCKING SHIT!!!!

[intrapid]

[ rolls over in his corner wrapped up in a thin, leech-free blanket ]

I didn't do it.

[scrapdraught]

[Jolted awake, horrified]

What the fuck? [watches the blanket fly] What, Totty?

[intrapid]

Probably just had a nightmare. Don't worry about him.

[scrapdraught]

There's blood on his hand.

[intrapid]

[ ...okay, that catches his attention ]

Who's?

[ who'd you beat up, totty? good for you!! ]

[drymonster]

YOU'D BETTER HOPE NOT!!!!

[concoctive]

[ alfyn jumps up off his bench before he's even fully awake, axe in hand, hair down and messy, and ready to chop off the head of the nearest threat. ]

Whosit!?

[ HABUH???? ]

[drymonster]

WHOA WHOA NO AXE!!!!!

[concoctive]

Screamin' kinda means yes axe usually!!

[ ngh he's not awake enough for this, but he does put it down. ]

[drymonster]

GET THEM OFF ME AND THEN YOU CAN AXE!!!!

[concoctive]

Get what off ya... hang on.

[ he comes over with satchel in tow, and peers closer at him.

and then freezes when he sees something wriggle. ah. ]

... ladies, could one of you go get a torch from the pyre for me? [ he'd ask karma but he feels like that's maybe a bad idea. ]

[underinworld]

[That scream sure makes Erin bolt up!

Seeing Todomatsu with blood in his hand right away makes her think he got hurt while sleeping, somehow. She's a bit too sleepy to realize he's not exactly bleeding out]

Alfyn, bandages!

[She didn't think it'd take like 12 hours for Alfyn to have to use those]

[concoctive]

Already?

[ said in groggy disbelief, but he lowers the axe when there's no pending threat and instead grabs his satchel. ]

✉️ MAIL (W1)

[mygod]

[ Waiting for you all in the mailbox are a few gifts! None of them marked, so hopefully none of you got duplicates or this'll be awkward. However, those who put in an order should know what they asked for—and they will be the only ones able to take their respective item from the pile. They include:

- One (1) medical first aid kit. It includes a roll of bandages, ointments, suture threads, needles, and a tourniquet.

Hope that hit that mail order serotonin for ya! ]