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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2018 9:15 pm
The theater sat small, dwarfed by those larger and newer than it which flanked it’s sides, made of what was once white stone. Over the years the stone had turned a light grayish hue, from all the dirt and the years of simple existence. The sign above the doors, large and lite up with fresh new bulbs, declared the theater to be The Autumn, the play for the night was to be Wicked...and it was sadly the last performance.
Inside, past the glass and wood framed doors, was the entrance with it’s old red carpet that had been cleaned earlier. The staff there smiling and greeting people as they entered, offering to show people to their seats if they needed, everything seemed perfect and for now it was. As people moved past curtains and into the theater they would find the seats filling up - it was a packed house. Every seat had been sold and the noise of people talking, mostly about how sad it was that this place was closing, filled the air.
What was, to some staffers, a shame was that a lot of the people who were voicing their upset were people who had never been here to see a show ever - they had helped push it to this. But there were some who had come often, regulars, to the theater and they were greeted with special kindness by staff, as they were known and were in a way family.
As the last people were seated the lights dimmed and soon after someone stepped out from the side and started to speak, to greet everyone and thank them for coming to see The Autumn off. Everyone here, from staff to actors and actresses, were prepared to make it the best night for everyone here.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2018 9:19 pm
This event is a simple one, on the surface, a Negaverse operation run by General Benitoite and his team. Tickets have been bought by the General, some with personal money and some with Negaverse funds, and the tickets passed out to officers who are amongst the audience as civilians.
Seated closest to the exits are two officers and others are scattered throughout the audience, all as civilians for now.
Their job will come in during the shows intermission. It is as intermission is called that the officers posted by the exits will head out, quickly, and close the theater doors and power up. They will effectively lock the audience into the main room where the play has been going on up till now.
Locked inside, and realizing this, panic will start to spread and this is when the officers hidden in the crowd will find places to hide in order to power up themselves. This will, of course, be assisted by the lights "mysteriously" turning off the lights in the audience. (By mysterious we of course mean an officer from in the group that locked the people inside teleporting backstage in order to cut the lights. Duh.)
From here on out it is energy and starseed gathering, simple - right?
Not really….
This is Destiny City after all and senshi and knights also exist in this city….and they too have civilian identities and they too go to plays, and other events.
Some senshi, and knights, will of course be in the audience and slowly as realization dawns on them they will be able to find places to power up and try and find and take on the officers of the Negaverse...and call for backup - senshi and knights not at the theater.
Those called in, the reinforcements, will have the opportunity to break open the doors which are keeping everyone trapped inside the theater (those doors are damn strong though!). Once the doors are opened, or broken down, people will without a doubt come rushing out leading to some perhaps being trampled and some simply injured. But it also will give more room for the fighting to occur - inside the theater, in the entrance, and even the street outside.
The Autumn theater is going out with a big bang - that’s for certain.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2018 9:20 pm
For this post we’ll go over the battle system, so everyone is on the same page.
Hit points: Civilian: 15 Lieutenant/Basic Senshi/Page/Guardian Cat: 30 Captain/Super Senshi/Squire/Senshi Cat: 45 General/Eternal Senshi/Knight: 60 General King/Royal Senshi/Royal Knight: 75
Random Number: Civilian: 1-10 Lieutenant/Basic Senshi/Page/Guardian Cat: 1-15 Captain/Super Senshi/Squire/Senshi Cat: 1-25 General/Eternal Senshi/Knight: 1-35 General King/Royal Senshi/Royal Knight: 1-45 *For senshi/items with healing you will roll, as listed above, and list who the healing magic is being used on. The number you roll is what will be restored to the targets health points. If your roll goes over what they’ve lost in health they will be topped off.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2018 9:22 pm
Expect posts from myself every night, during the event, after 10:30est. I don’t get off work till 10est, sometimes a bit later depending on customers and I have a ten minute drive home then logging on and making a post. I will try and have something out before 11:30 est each night but no promises.There will be something though.
There may be sporadic posts by Kaori as well...posts in bold that aren’t for her character but for an npc character. We will be telling a bit of his story, though not all of it, during this night at The Autumn.
If anyone has questions feel free to ask me in private on discord. I’ll respond as quickly as I can...and to the best of my ability.
If anything comes up, that I think of, I will edit posts as need be. But I think I’ve covered everything...at least I hope so. ((If you are wondering about the doors, and their hp, I'll mention that when we get to it.))
Ohhh...also this event will only run for 6 nights. So be sure to jump in soon! Nothing could possibly go wrong...right?
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2018 9:23 pm
For reference on the inside of the theater see this: X rp as it is the lead up to this.
Also, the theater only seats 500 people.....yes only 500 people who will soon be filled with panic.
Enjoy! ^__^
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2018 11:32 pm
Alexandre Evans (General Benitoite)
Passing over his ticket at the door, where they were being checked and marked, the ashen blond moved past the doors and into the entrance of the theater. Already the sound of people talking was loud, at least to him, so many were bemoaning the loss of such a building - it should be a historical landmark. He wouldn't argue them on that, it should, only the building couldn't be saved as the structure was just too unsalvageable - a shame. The years had not been kind to it, as could be seen all around them no matter how much they tried to cover things up for the evening. Even after the place had been cleaned there was still the musty smell that came with age. It wasn't as strong as the night before, when he'd met Witherite here, but it was still there. The cleaners had clearly done their best.
Running his fingers through his hair the male pushed his way towards the theater itself, planning to take his seat and watch others enter. He wasn't in the mood to be social...he wasn't here for that. As much as he thought the place should have been made some sort of historical site he also didn't care too much what happened to the place, since that wasn't an option.
Hit in the side with some woman's purse, an overly large purse, he turned a slate eyed glare on her for a moment before passing the doors and into the theater he went. Asking someone for help in finding his seat, a nice young girl who smiled softly...almost sadly. He let her lead him to his seat, somewhere in the middle of the ground floor, and with no one else in the isle he was able to reach his seat with little issue. Time to watch all the people enter now...oh how much energy they could collect tonight....it was a pleasing idea as he watched more people enter the room.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2018 11:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2018 7:10 pm
Shannon Mccord//Lt. StrengiteShannon checked the time once more before making her way into the theater. The play wouldn't start for a little bit but she wanted to find her seat then to torment Alex. There was no way her diminutive 'boss' wasn't already here. If he wasn't she would just have to find some guy to flirt with, that or do the job she was actually there to get paid for. Being a freelance writer meant that she got paid to go to some of the strangest things that went on in this city and for this particular night it was a showing of Wicked... fun. The busty woman wasn't a musical kinda gal, or a play sorta person. They weren't bad but they were only amusing if one's date was as well but since there had only been a limited number of tickets she wasn't given more than one so she was flying solo for the night. At least as far as work was concerned.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2018 8:14 pm
From where he was sitting Alexandre was able to see Shannon, her white hair gave her away, from where he sat. His focus tuned in to her as he watched her make her way through the theater, no doubt looking for her seat, he was glad she'd decided to join his little project. He had a feeling she might like this...it was an easy way for her to grab energy really, and she seemed to like easy.
Taking a few moments to silently watch her he slowly got up, deciding to head his way over towards her. He knew she'd find him eventually anyway, and head his way, so why not just give in and go to her first.
"Shannon...it's lovely to see you tonight. Here for the paper?" He questioned. He knew why she was here but he wouldn't say that, he'd pin her appearance here on her job.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2018 10:46 pm
It was as the last few people, stragglers, entered the theater that the lights dimmed signaling the start of the night. Whispers seemed to dim down, though there were still a few whispers here and there. It seemed those whispering individuals weren't allowed to continue for long, as neighbors and those sitting behind and in front of them shushed them.
When it was silent, people waiting in anticipation for things to start, that the stage lights lite up and someone came out from the right side. A tall man, mostly bald, and well dressed he was certainly seeking to gain everyone's attention as he smiled wide and once he came to a stop he bowed before greeting everyone.
Introducing the performance he thanked everyone for coming to join them tonight on the last night of The Autumn. It meant a lot to those who had worked hard to prepare for the night. Once more bowing he headed off stage as the curtains started to part and the show began.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2018 5:27 am
Ayesha Kamjik | Sailor PavoAyesha was a philistine concerning plays, paintings, most music, and many other types of cultural expression. Had she not received a shock in recent months, she would have passed the theatre by and left it for more interested parties to fill. But now, faced with a last minute cancelation and a sudden swath of free time, Ayesha needed to engage something. She needed to learn.
She needed to get out of her own head. So she sat, neat and orderly, with her hands in her lap and her purse trapped beneath them, in one of the many chars offering seating in the small auditorium. She glanced around, spotted no one she recognized. Sighed. Sat back in her chair. he felt her unease with life slipping out of her, and an uncertain dread settling in its place. There wasn't reason for it, she told herself. She knew how to behave in a theatre — sit back, avoid checking her phone, and clap when prompted. Why panic about it? It couldn't be hard; people brought their kids to plays often enough, didn't they? If those kids could do it, she could too.
Finally the lights dimmed and Ayesha breathed a sigh. She wouldn't be left to her own thoughts for long unless the production was dull and perplexing, but her neighbor started speaking in a way to freak out his girlfriend, and she found her thoughts drifting ever back to her new life situation. Would Adel be like that? She hadn't gotten the impression, but —
Her hands tightened on her purse straps while a tall, bald man paraded out for some kind of introduction. Good, they're starting. At least now she had a show to watch beyond the makeout scene in the corner of the audience or the man next to her trying to give his girlfriend PTSD.
The woman to her right was dressed more to elicit company than to please present company, so Ayesha leaned over a touch to speak with her. "Sorry to bother you, but have you seen this play before?"fiction1119 if you're good for them being coincidentally seated!
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2018 3:00 pm
Ashley Williams // Captain ReineriteAshley had found her way to her seat pretty much as soon as she was able to, a small smile given to the child who had led her to the row where it was located.
A good many of those who appeared to be there to watch the show had appeared to be in the refreshment queue at the time, but Ashley had personally preferred to head straight to her seat.
Her ticket was one which afforded her a good view of the stage, her grey eyes absently looking at the programme as the seats around her started to fill up–
It seemed that tonight had been a sell out.
She let the programme fall to her lap as the last stragglers slipped in, grey eyes slipping to the stage as the well dressed man at the front gave a short speech thanking everyone for coming before slipping off somewhere backstage.
It was followed by the curtains started to part, the show finally starting.Arian Laith // Eternal Sailor AtheneWhilst Arian didn't consider himself much of a theatre person, an old classmate from his Meadowview days had had a spare ticket to the final showing at the Autumn theatre and had invited him along. He had ended up running late however, caught up as he was in adding the finishing touches to an Etsy commission that he had spent the past three days working on– It had meant that the lights were already dimming by the time that he slipped into the row where his seat was located, giving a mumbled apology in answer the sounds of irritated grumbling as people stood to allow him to reach his seat. A part glad that he had at least not been so late as to miss much, catching the tail end of the speech from the well dressed balding man at front - even though it had meant that he hadn't managed to catch up with Alice as the two of them had arranged - and which Arian had had every intention of doing so. There was always the intermission however and he could maybe buy Alice a drink then as an apology.. For now however, the curtains were parting and it looked as if the show was about to start. Quote: Both Arian and Ashley are free for interactions
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2018 5:54 pm
Ignacio Araya || Transcendent Eternal Sailor EnckeWhile it had been a long time since Ignacio had been an active member of the local theatre community, deep in the business of making movies for the big screen at the moment, theatre still held a special place in his heart. It always would. He always dreamed of being one of the actors that could pull off an EGOT, though he knew that was likely a pipe dream. Still, having the Tony piece of that EGOT would be amazing. Not that he'd likely get that Tony piece from a place like The Autumn, but it was a place where people got their start. It was a place where local playwrights could write their plays and get them seen. It was a place where local actors could act to audiences who were captivated by them. It had that community feel, even as it fell into disrepair, and to see a piece of the theatre community in Destiny City be closed to turn into something else was painful. There was no question that Ignacio was going. He invited Richard to come with, figuring it could be a night where they could watch a good show, cheer a good theatre, maybe take a piece of it with them if they could, and then go eat dinner afterwards. It sounded like a nice way to spend the evening. Something less intense than everything else they had been dealing with lately. He settled towards the back, his paranoia not allowing him to get too close if there wasn't an obvious escape path, towards the end of a row, though not too far that he couldn't make out faces. Of course, it wasn't a particularly large theatre with a five hundred occupancy. He could see just fine even a little further back. "You ready for the show, Arra?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2018 7:17 pm
Shannon glanced over her shoulder at the familiar voice, a smile bright and welcoming the small man who had approached her. "Nope, for some art blog. The pay isn't the best but they also sprang for the ticket so I just had to show up." She greeted him with a air kiss to his cheek before asking, "You?" In reality she knew exactly why he was there but the theater was rapidly filling up so the normalities had to be observed. Any further conversation was rather quickly quashed as the theater dimmed their lights as a warning that they were about to begin. "Off with you, you tease. I'll see you at the intermission." She smirked at him and waved him off before settling into her own assigned seat. She was there for a job so she might as well pay attention to the play. Shannon half tuned out the director, if it was the director, as he introduced the performance and blabbed on about the theater. She wasn't a big play person, let alone a musical so this would really suck... at least until the intermission. "Hum?" The girl sitting next to her drew Shannon's attention. Silver eyes quickly cataloged the other female and dismissed her both as a feminine threat and a physical one. "I haven't, I've heard it's based off a book but that's the best I know." Just because she wasn't worried about the girl didn't mean she wouldn't be useful somehow. "I'm assuming that you haven't seen this either, right?" Pat O'Ryan || Tortuga of JupiterPat was running late but since he had gotten out from work late that wasn't terribly surprising. It just sucked that Fiona, his girlfriend, wasn't able to join him at the theater. Work. Being in a relationship wasn't easy and work didn't really help matters out any. Ah well, there would be other plays he could take her too, given the time. For now he would enjoy the night off from work and 'work', he will just enjoy the music and the history of the old theater. He just needed to remember not to sing along with the play. The tall redhead slipped into the auditorium just as the space dimmed and a man in a really well tailored outfit stepped out on stage. He was talking about the play and the actors and everything as Pat quickly made his way towards his seat. "Pardon me, miss," His apology was murmured to a young lady that he had to squeeze past since his seat was on the inside of the row, next to the lady in question actually. "Sorry about that." litian either character could work ^.^ tho if its Arian pat will feel so bad when he figures out he's a guy... its the hair T.T and its dark! XD
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2018 9:56 pm
"An art blog....interesting. I'll have to check it out - maybe before it's submitted?" He questioned with a tilt of his head, honestly curious. Was she really writing up on the play for an art blog? It was going to be ruined by what would happen tonight, not that he felt bad about it in the slightest, but she knew what was going to happen tonight. There was no way her report for the blog would come out decent...at least not in a review about the play.
"Here because I'm honestly bored and the place is closing. It's all the news...so I thought to come for the sake of something to do." And yet he hadn't brought Aiden for some reason, not that most people knew he was dating anyway. So to those who didn't know him, didn't know he was dating, it wouldn't seem odd that he was alone.
"Yeah, it looks like it's about to start." Hurrying off towards his seat, scooting between peoples knees and the seats in front of them, he took his seat and got comfortable. Hopefully the intermission would come soon, he honestly couldn't wait. He really wasn't one for plays, and other such things, so he really was just counting down till then. Maybe, just maybe, the play would be good and keep his attention and he'd stop the mental countdown which was just beginning. Fiction1119 No reply needed, since things have started.
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