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Miss Conception Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 5:54 pm
 Ah, the theater room. The heart of this establishment. It's where shows have been played, laughter arose, and tears shed. Just coming in here gives you the purging feeling the actors try their hardest to obtain. The architecture of this place is just stunning. Across the walls stand statues of pewter, and classic paintings, with frames encrusted with what seemed to be specs of gold. Is it real? Maybe not, but it is pretty. The seats are adorned in a luxurious red velvet, and the floor, though a bit scoffed, is what seems to be granite. There is a balcony level, with a golden rail surrounding the edge of the landing. Letterbox seating in the back is reserved for what you assume to be for royalty (or at least someone with a lot of money). You can't see it well, but the seats are like thrones for a king. Yes, this place sure is quaint but it does have an elegant touch to it. The lights onstage suddenly flicker on, and there are some familiar faces there setting up the next show. Below the stage, a cacophony of sound emerges from the pit where the orchestra is warming up. Silly you! You forgot you were at a Halloween party, didn't you? Instead of paying attention the large, soulless statues on the walls, you notice the banners and balloons. Yes, this place has cleaned up nicely since it was abandoned, but you just can't shake an eerie feeling you have in the pit of your stomach. There is a strong scent in the air, and as you take a whiff you conclude that it isn't the upholstery or the pumpkin cookies. What could it be? You decide to shrug it off and continue ogling the theater instead, scoping out your seat as designated by your ticket.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 5:58 pm
Finally, the entrance to the theater is opened to allow seating to begin. As you walk down the aisle, an escort hands you a program for the evening, listing the names and credentials of the performers. Music is sounding from the orchestra put and the red velvet curtains onstage billow as actors run to and fro behind it, preparing for the upcoming performance. Better find your seat!
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Miss Conception Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:03 pm
She smiles at the escort and takes the program.
"Thank you."
She looked around in awe at the theater. 'This is amazing' she thought to herself. She went and took a seat and began to look through the program.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:08 pm
Finoewae took the program with a "thank you" and headed slowly to the far right rows of seats. She noticed another girl had already found a spot, but Fin wasn't feeling completely social tonight.
She listened smiling as the orchestra continued their warm up. This was going to be good, she could just feel it. Reaching her seat, which happened to be against the right wall, she plopped down and flipped through the program.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:10 pm
 Qwake gave the escort an appreciative nod and walked down the center aisle, till he found his row. "Ah here we are, row C seat 6." He said as he took his seat and began to read the program, waiting till the show started.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:12 pm
Amu came running in, looking frazzled and then relieved. She was so glad she hadn't gotten the address mixed up like she'd been afraid she would. She grinned at the balloons. "I like this place..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:14 pm
 : A shifty looking silverhaired girl half-stumbles in. She claps the attendant heartily on the shoulder and hobbles drunkenly to her seat. Deciding apparently that the seat was not to her taste, she clambers over several other seats-and patrons- until she finds something more suitable. "Ho' s**t son. This 'ere...This 'ere...Communist whatchamacallit..Unbeknownst to me.."
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:15 pm
Not caring for a seat, Dakki stands against a banister and looks out over the theater. She was never one for architecture, but this place was quite the building. But it was Durem...and to be expected. She twirled her rose in her hand and smelled it before smiling and pinning it back to her clothing. Magic shows were always fun...it was less entertaining for her and more of a challenge.
Were the magician's hands faster than her eye? She'd guess she'd find out.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:18 pm
[/a man dressed in an odd costume walks up to the escort and gives him a nod like a nice gentlemen and shows him his ticket] "Here you go sir!" [/he walks over to his seat and rests down, he changes his attitude quickly] "This is gonna be sweet!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:21 pm
Misery looked behind her and saw Amu.
"Hey over here!"
She said as she stood up and waved one hand.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:22 pm
-Walking through the great doors into the theater his eyes were drawn to the glow of the stage-. There seemed to be quite a few other visitors but not wanting to start small talk at the moment he walked towards the farther corner a few rows away from the stage. Leaning back in his seat awaiting the performance.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:26 pm
Walking down the aisle, Altral is handed a program by one of the escorts and she smiles shyly, quietly thanking them for it. She continued to walk down the aisle, her eyes scanning the names of performers and she listened to the music from the orchestra. She was quite awe-struck with the whole theatre, looking up from the program every so often and admiring the architecture. Wow, amazing.
Soon she found a seat to herself on the sidelines, wanting to sit at the end of the aisle so she would at most she would only be surrounded by three people instead of four. It was insuffocating to be surrounded by too many people at once and she liked to have a certain claim of at least one of the arm rests. Sitting down in the middle of the theatre, she found a seat at the edge where she could watch the show.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:26 pm
Amu spotted Misery and recognized her. "Hey there!" and she ran over to sit with her.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:27 pm
Raven walked in, smiling slightly as she took the program. Looking around, she decided to sit down in the mezzanine section, front row. If this magician was looking for audience participation, she wouldn't be the victim.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:31 pm
She smiled at her new friend and whispered.
"I hope this is good. I hope its not just some stupid card tricks."
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