week 2 - day 1 & 2

[productions]

murder manor week one



monday, tuesday

28 players remaining.

This is a general mingle post. Please put your character's name, the time, and location in the subject heading of their comment. Players may also thread in logs, either posted to murdermanor or in a private locked journal post filtered to include productions. Plots for this week's crime are due Monday by 9 PM EST.

Setting & Rules
Private Conversations
Plotting

Comments

[roadroller]

[she nods] The lyrics are programmed in. I'm not really the best at improvisation.

Well, not everyone is as artistic as you and me, and it'd be pretty dumb to ignore the social aspect of a killing game. But if you wanna hear the songs on my mind, I'd honestly like it more. ♪

[and if anyone asks, that craaazy Rapture made her do it, right?]

[throe]

[ Liking the sound of that, Rapture seats herself neatly on the edge of the fountain. Despite the yellow dress and shiny black heels that she's wearing, she doesn't seem to hold that same sophisticated regard that the 20s clothing does. Instead, it comes off more simultaneously aggressive and baroque when she sits. ]

Sure. I wish I had my bass or even something to do percussion with, then we could at least have a jam session together. [ She sighs, though she doesn't mention that she's conveniently had the memory of her guitar skills cherry-picked out of her repertoire. ]

[roadroller]

Me too, I really wish I had my guitar here. Rock songs just aren't the same coming out of a laptop! [which is sitting nearby, having been playing the accompanying music for Twinkle. She'll go back over to pick out the song.]

[throe]

They really aren't.

[ She doesn't mean any offense toward Rin, it's more just a statement than anything. Minx's synth is lovely and gives them a stronger sound, but there's something about her guitar alone and their voices... ]

Do you have anything with a good beat?

[roadroller]

Heh, you got it. ♪

[she turns on a song called Loneliness≒Egoism, then stands up as a gloomy-sounding organ starts playing - her eyes stay closed as she stays in place, but they snap open as a beat begins to pulse at a high speed. She dances through the instrumentals, but as she doesn't have a full routine choreographed, once the lyrics start she mostly just poses and gestures dramatically while singing. Her demeanor is entirely different from when she was singing the pop song, like all of her inner darkness is coming out. It's that kind of a song.]

♫♪♫ Ah, dull, sleepy, that's troubling me
that today I'm in the circle of cooperativeness again
useless, throwing away time and individuality, narrow, a puppet's cage

A limited restraint for life, almost like a prisoner
I'm doing nothing bad
Coming to the point, I am sorry
for being born?

Prospects, cry, I can't see anything in a pitch black darkness
Like when saving energy, the future can't shine

"What's important to you?" you say
I guess I have decided for a single answer
Yes, everything, myself, myself, my self
Is there anything else

"Are you happy right now?" you say
I guess I have decided for a single answer
Yes, loneliness, untangling, poison, deadly poison
I feel like even eating the plate

Ah, I wonder, have I come to understand at least a bit
Enlightenment at an opened place where people vanish
It's decided before we can be born

So at least give us fun things, things that feel good
But even though I want to go through those, I really want a partner
"Per person" it is
UNFORTUNATE!

The earth is just about self-importance,
like a frog in a well after all
Floating through the sea with that stupid fighting spirit

So if natural selection is default
Are all deadheads junk?
Hey, you're thinking about saving the world
Rather than that, save me!

"What is it that you long for?" You say
There's not a single reason to answer, I guess
Ah, lonely, futile, I want, I desire
Only desire is before a misconception

"Will you tell me some more?" you say
I guess I have decided for a single answer

Right, Ordinary Person, Average, Cripple, Wasted

Even though I'd be at ease if I disappear
"Why are you alive?" you say
I guess I have decided for a single answer
Right, mainly it's cruel, petty, egoist
I don't want to end it here! Aaaaaah! ♫♪♫

[She's holding her head in frustration on that last note, but then she'll go back to dancing and take her bow at the final cymbal.]

[throe]

[ Though she doesn't give a standing ovation, she does clap heartily. It's clear that most of it comes from the incredible fact that a robot is able to produce so much. She wishes she did have her bass — even with her circumstances of forgetting how to play — so she could have a jam session with her and tell Minx all about it (if she's not watching already that is). That would give them a major up in the business. ]

That's more like it! If it were me, I'd get the wrong idea from what you were performing before, not this. The organs were a great touch, especially with those incredibly raw lyrics.

[roadroller]

... You're right. My music should be about what's really on my heart! I shouldn't let this stupid murder game make me lose sight of that, no matter how scary it is. I'm gonna shine even brighter now! ♪

[she pumps a fist. Singing that really did make her feel better.]

Thanks, Rapture. ♪

[throe]

[ Her robot murder mansion companion really is nifty, she can't wait to tell Minx all about this. Rapture just smirks and gives a little shrug. ]

It's like you said, we're the ones here with talent. At least we're getting our creativity out musically instead of staging murders.