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@ben-maxxing
Hullo Hullo and a pleasure to be meetinā you!
Thānameās Ben Maxx. Iām a filmmaker above all, but Iām also the practical effects master at the local playhouse. So, if you ever need a bat on some fishing wire, you know Iām the man to call! Heh, just kidding. We can do you way better than that!
Now, can I help you with anything? Or are you just in for a chat?
(Ooc under cut)
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Luckily it was nobody malicious either after Ollie with The Lonely thing, it was just an accident with his younger brother.
Oh good. Oh but I do hope his brother is alright.
//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
{ Stella is just. Standing there. Unsure. She can't move, she's scared of slipping, she's scared- there's something wrong with Ben. Stella's never seen a corpse before. She hasn't even considered the fact he may be dead, just stuck in an awkward position that's about to be really really bad }
[Ben had, many times, assured her the rafters were safe. Tested them a thousand times. Before the show he had done every check he could on her harness. The was no possible way she could fall, heād said. And, to his point, he hadnāt fallen either. Just the snag of a board that wasnāt even meant to be there, some minuscule little accident had cost him everything]
[Everything was dark. His lungs did not rise nor fall. But a heart that did not beat and a mind that did not think thought of one thing only. I am dead and the kid is still up in the rafters. Wake up, Ben!]
{ Stella ever so carefully attempts to edge closer. It somehow feels wrong, there's tears threatening to choke her and she doesn't know why. This is an amazing event!! Her first show's just done!! She mustn't cry. She can't. }
Uhm....
Mister... Ben? Are you ok? Are you stuck, I can help!
[Ben didnāt move. His chest didnāt rise or fall with any breath, and he did not react to her questions. The cable on his harness was snagged on a board, and he was left hanging where he could not reach the rafters and Stella could not reach him. At least physically.]
{ There's a bit more shuffling. Stella's growing more panicked now. }
Ben?? Uhm- there's- you're stuck. I can't get past! Please... tell me- something! I don't know what to do, I'm sorry!
[He can hear her. He can hear her! Heās alive. Oh god heās alive and she doesnāt know! Come on Ben wake up!]
[he doesnāt answer her, but his hand moves. Itās not a lot but itās all he can manage. He just has to pray that she sees it. He canāt see, but the room feels like itās spinning. Heās coming back, but heās not okay. He still canāt breathe]
{ Stella does! Hooray for the masses! She's assumes it's some sort of muscle twitch and calms a bit }
Oh. Ok. Uhm-
{ But what did that even mean? Had Ben got himself knocked unconscious briefly?? }
Move if... if I should get someone! I don't knowwww.
[Oh come on! You can do better you need to do better there is a kid who needs you right now Ben wake UP-!]
[He gasped, grabbing at the harness and I clipping it, just to get it off. He can barely process whatās happening or where Stella even is, but he manages to grab onto one of the rafters before he falls and pull himself up before collapsing on the catwalks. He looks absolutely terrible, but heās very much alive. His eyes are still glassy, but heās looking for her]
Stella? Are you still up here? Iām- Iām afraid I canāt see you.
{ Stella gasps and takes a small step back. She paused and fidgets }
I'm here! Are you ok? That was really scary!! How did you get stuck? Did you get stuck? You weren't moving at all, I thought something happened...
I- I think something did happen. I got stuck and my harness was too loose and I slipped.
[He sits up, everything still incredibly blurry even though he was wearing his glasses. He tries to find her form in the darkness, but heās struggling]
But Iām alright now, it was just a bad accident, I promise. Are you okay?
Yeah! I got really scared though! I thought you got hurt or something really bad.... are you sure? Your eyes are all funny.
[He rubs his eyes, he can see somewhat better now, at least where Stella is. He tries to stand, but it doesnāt go very well.]
Iām a- a little hurt. But just a little. I canāt see very well, I think that happens when you pass out. But Iāll be alright. Donāt worry about me.
You did absolutely brilliantly tonight, by the way. Didnāt miss a single cue! Very impressive for your first show.
Thank you!! I-
{ No, she has to be serious about this! }
I can talk about it laterrrrr.... should I call someone? What if you trip and fall on your way down?? Who should I get?
[He shakes his head]
No, no Iāll be alright. I just need a few moments. Tell me about what you did, itāll help I think. Did you have fun?
Oh! Yeah, I had lots and lots of fun!! It was so exciting! I thought it would be really scary but it wasn't, it was just like the practice, just with so many people gasping and cheering me on! It was wonderful, thank you thank you for letting me do this!!
Of course, thank you so much for being here. It wouldnāt have been nearly as wonderful without you.
[He tried to stand up, succeeding this time]
Alright I think Iāve got it now. Shall we go down? Iām sure your mums are waiting to congratulate you!
//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
{ Stella is just. Standing there. Unsure. She can't move, she's scared of slipping, she's scared- there's something wrong with Ben. Stella's never seen a corpse before. She hasn't even considered the fact he may be dead, just stuck in an awkward position that's about to be really really bad }
[Ben had, many times, assured her the rafters were safe. Tested them a thousand times. Before the show he had done every check he could on her harness. The was no possible way she could fall, heād said. And, to his point, he hadnāt fallen either. Just the snag of a board that wasnāt even meant to be there, some minuscule little accident had cost him everything]
[Everything was dark. His lungs did not rise nor fall. But a heart that did not beat and a mind that did not think thought of one thing only. I am dead and the kid is still up in the rafters. Wake up, Ben!]
{ Stella ever so carefully attempts to edge closer. It somehow feels wrong, there's tears threatening to choke her and she doesn't know why. This is an amazing event!! Her first show's just done!! She mustn't cry. She can't. }
Uhm....
Mister... Ben? Are you ok? Are you stuck, I can help!
[Ben didnāt move. His chest didnāt rise or fall with any breath, and he did not react to her questions. The cable on his harness was snagged on a board, and he was left hanging where he could not reach the rafters and Stella could not reach him. At least physically.]
{ There's a bit more shuffling. Stella's growing more panicked now. }
Ben?? Uhm- there's- you're stuck. I can't get past! Please... tell me- something! I don't know what to do, I'm sorry!
[He can hear her. He can hear her! Heās alive. Oh god heās alive and she doesnāt know! Come on Ben wake up!]
[he doesnāt answer her, but his hand moves. Itās not a lot but itās all he can manage. He just has to pray that she sees it. He canāt see, but the room feels like itās spinning. Heās coming back, but heās not okay. He still canāt breathe]
{ Stella does! Hooray for the masses! She's assumes it's some sort of muscle twitch and calms a bit }
Oh. Ok. Uhm-
{ But what did that even mean? Had Ben got himself knocked unconscious briefly?? }
Move if... if I should get someone! I don't knowwww.
[Oh come on! You can do better you need to do better there is a kid who needs you right now Ben wake UP-!]
[He gasped, grabbing at the harness and I clipping it, just to get it off. He can barely process whatās happening or where Stella even is, but he manages to grab onto one of the rafters before he falls and pull himself up before collapsing on the catwalks. He looks absolutely terrible, but heās very much alive. His eyes are still glassy, but heās looking for her]
Stella? Are you still up here? Iām- Iām afraid I canāt see you.
{ Stella gasps and takes a small step back. She paused and fidgets }
I'm here! Are you ok? That was really scary!! How did you get stuck? Did you get stuck? You weren't moving at all, I thought something happened...
I- I think something did happen. I got stuck and my harness was too loose and I slipped.
[He sits up, everything still incredibly blurry even though he was wearing his glasses. He tries to find her form in the darkness, but heās struggling]
But Iām alright now, it was just a bad accident, I promise. Are you okay?
Yeah! I got really scared though! I thought you got hurt or something really bad.... are you sure? Your eyes are all funny.
[He rubs his eyes, he can see somewhat better now, at least where Stella is. He tries to stand, but it doesnāt go very well.]
Iām a- a little hurt. But just a little. I canāt see very well, I think that happens when you pass out. But Iāll be alright. Donāt worry about me.
You did absolutely brilliantly tonight, by the way. Didnāt miss a single cue! Very impressive for your first show.
Thank you!! I-
{ No, she has to be serious about this! }
I can talk about it laterrrrr.... should I call someone? What if you trip and fall on your way down?? Who should I get?
[He shakes his head]
No, no Iāll be alright. I just need a few moments. Tell me about what you did, itāll help I think. Did you have fun?
//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
{ Stella is just. Standing there. Unsure. She can't move, she's scared of slipping, she's scared- there's something wrong with Ben. Stella's never seen a corpse before. She hasn't even considered the fact he may be dead, just stuck in an awkward position that's about to be really really bad }
[Ben had, many times, assured her the rafters were safe. Tested them a thousand times. Before the show he had done every check he could on her harness. The was no possible way she could fall, heād said. And, to his point, he hadnāt fallen either. Just the snag of a board that wasnāt even meant to be there, some minuscule little accident had cost him everything]
[Everything was dark. His lungs did not rise nor fall. But a heart that did not beat and a mind that did not think thought of one thing only. I am dead and the kid is still up in the rafters. Wake up, Ben!]
{ Stella ever so carefully attempts to edge closer. It somehow feels wrong, there's tears threatening to choke her and she doesn't know why. This is an amazing event!! Her first show's just done!! She mustn't cry. She can't. }
Uhm....
Mister... Ben? Are you ok? Are you stuck, I can help!
[Ben didnāt move. His chest didnāt rise or fall with any breath, and he did not react to her questions. The cable on his harness was snagged on a board, and he was left hanging where he could not reach the rafters and Stella could not reach him. At least physically.]
{ There's a bit more shuffling. Stella's growing more panicked now. }
Ben?? Uhm- there's- you're stuck. I can't get past! Please... tell me- something! I don't know what to do, I'm sorry!
[He can hear her. He can hear her! Heās alive. Oh god heās alive and she doesnāt know! Come on Ben wake up!]
[he doesnāt answer her, but his hand moves. Itās not a lot but itās all he can manage. He just has to pray that she sees it. He canāt see, but the room feels like itās spinning. Heās coming back, but heās not okay. He still canāt breathe]
{ Stella does! Hooray for the masses! She's assumes it's some sort of muscle twitch and calms a bit }
Oh. Ok. Uhm-
{ But what did that even mean? Had Ben got himself knocked unconscious briefly?? }
Move if... if I should get someone! I don't knowwww.
[Oh come on! You can do better you need to do better there is a kid who needs you right now Ben wake UP-!]
[He gasped, grabbing at the harness and I clipping it, just to get it off. He can barely process whatās happening or where Stella even is, but he manages to grab onto one of the rafters before he falls and pull himself up before collapsing on the catwalks. He looks absolutely terrible, but heās very much alive. His eyes are still glassy, but heās looking for her]
Stella? Are you still up here? Iām- Iām afraid I canāt see you.
{ Stella gasps and takes a small step back. She paused and fidgets }
I'm here! Are you ok? That was really scary!! How did you get stuck? Did you get stuck? You weren't moving at all, I thought something happened...
I- I think something did happen. I got stuck and my harness was too loose and I slipped.
[He sits up, everything still incredibly blurry even though he was wearing his glasses. He tries to find her form in the darkness, but heās struggling]
But Iām alright now, it was just a bad accident, I promise. Are you okay?
Yeah! I got really scared though! I thought you got hurt or something really bad.... are you sure? Your eyes are all funny.
[He rubs his eyes, he can see somewhat better now, at least where Stella is. He tries to stand, but it doesnāt go very well.]
Iām a- a little hurt. But just a little. I canāt see very well, I think that happens when you pass out. But Iāll be alright. Donāt worry about me.
You did absolutely brilliantly tonight, by the way. Didnāt miss a single cue! Very impressive for your first show.
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Oh yeah Ollie did get Lonelied as well but I think his dad just got him out.
Oh, thank goodness. Heās a good kid, he doesnāt deserve The Lonely.
I mean there's the thing tied to him... and the fact like everyone in his family are avatars.... and the fact yall both got choked out by the same fear...
Oh. Oh dear he-? Really? Oh the poor kid. . .
//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
{ Stella is just. Standing there. Unsure. She can't move, she's scared of slipping, she's scared- there's something wrong with Ben. Stella's never seen a corpse before. She hasn't even considered the fact he may be dead, just stuck in an awkward position that's about to be really really bad }
[Ben had, many times, assured her the rafters were safe. Tested them a thousand times. Before the show he had done every check he could on her harness. The was no possible way she could fall, heād said. And, to his point, he hadnāt fallen either. Just the snag of a board that wasnāt even meant to be there, some minuscule little accident had cost him everything]
[Everything was dark. His lungs did not rise nor fall. But a heart that did not beat and a mind that did not think thought of one thing only. I am dead and the kid is still up in the rafters. Wake up, Ben!]
{ Stella ever so carefully attempts to edge closer. It somehow feels wrong, there's tears threatening to choke her and she doesn't know why. This is an amazing event!! Her first show's just done!! She mustn't cry. She can't. }
Uhm....
Mister... Ben? Are you ok? Are you stuck, I can help!
[Ben didnāt move. His chest didnāt rise or fall with any breath, and he did not react to her questions. The cable on his harness was snagged on a board, and he was left hanging where he could not reach the rafters and Stella could not reach him. At least physically.]
{ There's a bit more shuffling. Stella's growing more panicked now. }
Ben?? Uhm- there's- you're stuck. I can't get past! Please... tell me- something! I don't know what to do, I'm sorry!
[He can hear her. He can hear her! Heās alive. Oh god heās alive and she doesnāt know! Come on Ben wake up!]
[he doesnāt answer her, but his hand moves. Itās not a lot but itās all he can manage. He just has to pray that she sees it. He canāt see, but the room feels like itās spinning. Heās coming back, but heās not okay. He still canāt breathe]
{ Stella does! Hooray for the masses! She's assumes it's some sort of muscle twitch and calms a bit }
Oh. Ok. Uhm-
{ But what did that even mean? Had Ben got himself knocked unconscious briefly?? }
Move if... if I should get someone! I don't knowwww.
[Oh come on! You can do better you need to do better there is a kid who needs you right now Ben wake UP-!]
[He gasped, grabbing at the harness and I clipping it, just to get it off. He can barely process whatās happening or where Stella even is, but he manages to grab onto one of the rafters before he falls and pull himself up before collapsing on the catwalks. He looks absolutely terrible, but heās very much alive. His eyes are still glassy, but heās looking for her]
Stella? Are you still up here? Iām- Iām afraid I canāt see you.
{ Stella gasps and takes a small step back. She paused and fidgets }
I'm here! Are you ok? That was really scary!! How did you get stuck? Did you get stuck? You weren't moving at all, I thought something happened...
I- I think something did happen. I got stuck and my harness was too loose and I slipped.
[He sits up, everything still incredibly blurry even though he was wearing his glasses. He tries to find her form in the darkness, but heās struggling]
But Iām alright now, it was just a bad accident, I promise. Are you okay?
...Has Ollie ever talked about anything relating to uhm... the horrors.
I donāt believe he has, no. Oh gosh I hope whatever it was wasnāt too bad. The poor kid. . .
//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
{ Stella is just. Standing there. Unsure. She can't move, she's scared of slipping, she's scared- there's something wrong with Ben. Stella's never seen a corpse before. She hasn't even considered the fact he may be dead, just stuck in an awkward position that's about to be really really bad }
[Ben had, many times, assured her the rafters were safe. Tested them a thousand times. Before the show he had done every check he could on her harness. The was no possible way she could fall, heād said. And, to his point, he hadnāt fallen either. Just the snag of a board that wasnāt even meant to be there, some minuscule little accident had cost him everything]
[Everything was dark. His lungs did not rise nor fall. But a heart that did not beat and a mind that did not think thought of one thing only. I am dead and the kid is still up in the rafters. Wake up, Ben!]
{ Stella ever so carefully attempts to edge closer. It somehow feels wrong, there's tears threatening to choke her and she doesn't know why. This is an amazing event!! Her first show's just done!! She mustn't cry. She can't. }
Uhm....
Mister... Ben? Are you ok? Are you stuck, I can help!
[Ben didnāt move. His chest didnāt rise or fall with any breath, and he did not react to her questions. The cable on his harness was snagged on a board, and he was left hanging where he could not reach the rafters and Stella could not reach him. At least physically.]
{ There's a bit more shuffling. Stella's growing more panicked now. }
Ben?? Uhm- there's- you're stuck. I can't get past! Please... tell me- something! I don't know what to do, I'm sorry!
[He can hear her. He can hear her! Heās alive. Oh god heās alive and she doesnāt know! Come on Ben wake up!]
[he doesnāt answer her, but his hand moves. Itās not a lot but itās all he can manage. He just has to pray that she sees it. He canāt see, but the room feels like itās spinning. Heās coming back, but heās not okay. He still canāt breathe]
{ Stella does! Hooray for the masses! She's assumes it's some sort of muscle twitch and calms a bit }
Oh. Ok. Uhm-
{ But what did that even mean? Had Ben got himself knocked unconscious briefly?? }
Move if... if I should get someone! I don't knowwww.
[Oh come on! You can do better you need to do better there is a kid who needs you right now Ben wake UP-!]
[He gasped, grabbing at the harness and I clipping it, just to get it off. He can barely process whatās happening or where Stella even is, but he manages to grab onto one of the rafters before he falls and pull himself up before collapsing on the catwalks. He looks absolutely terrible, but heās very much alive. His eyes are still glassy, but heās looking for her]
Stella? Are you still up here? Iām- Iām afraid I canāt see you.
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//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
{ Stella is just. Standing there. Unsure. She can't move, she's scared of slipping, she's scared- there's something wrong with Ben. Stella's never seen a corpse before. She hasn't even considered the fact he may be dead, just stuck in an awkward position that's about to be really really bad }
[Ben had, many times, assured her the rafters were safe. Tested them a thousand times. Before the show he had done every check he could on her harness. The was no possible way she could fall, heād said. And, to his point, he hadnāt fallen either. Just the snag of a board that wasnāt even meant to be there, some minuscule little accident had cost him everything]
[Everything was dark. His lungs did not rise nor fall. But a heart that did not beat and a mind that did not think thought of one thing only. I am dead and the kid is still up in the rafters. Wake up, Ben!]
{ Stella ever so carefully attempts to edge closer. It somehow feels wrong, there's tears threatening to choke her and she doesn't know why. This is an amazing event!! Her first show's just done!! She mustn't cry. She can't. }
Uhm....
Mister... Ben? Are you ok? Are you stuck, I can help!
[Ben didnāt move. His chest didnāt rise or fall with any breath, and he did not react to her questions. The cable on his harness was snagged on a board, and he was left hanging where he could not reach the rafters and Stella could not reach him. At least physically.]
{ There's a bit more shuffling. Stella's growing more panicked now. }
Ben?? Uhm- there's- you're stuck. I can't get past! Please... tell me- something! I don't know what to do, I'm sorry!
[He can hear her. He can hear her! Heās alive. Oh god heās alive and she doesnāt know! Come on Ben wake up!]
[he doesnāt answer her, but his hand moves. Itās not a lot but itās all he can manage. He just has to pray that she sees it. He canāt see, but the room feels like itās spinning. Heās coming back, but heās not okay. He still canāt breathe]
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Can a man get a break for one day??? I just died! Why am I being bit?
//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
[As it turns out, Maggots are very hard to get under control. Especially when they don't listen to you. Why did it have to be maggots?]
[When Ray came back from the bathroom to watch the finale, he quickly realized Ben was missing. It was only after the show was over that he could rush up and try to get Ben down from there.]
[He was dead. He had to be, right? Otherwise he wouldn't be so limp. He was dead and Ray would never come home to his place again or get to make him a new cookie recipe or-]
[But. Ray had died hadn't he? Just less than a week ago. And there he was, back before anyone knew.]
[So he rushed up to the stage and frantically tried to figure out how to bring him down before anyone could see. Maybe if Ray got to him first he'd come back to life and nobody would have to know. Maybe the maggots would cooperate for once and help him out or something he didn't know how these Fears worked but something-]
[In his rush, one of his sleeves tore open. Behind it was a mass of holes, some maggots and flies crawling in and out of them. Ray didn't notice.]
[The rafters were covered in cobwebs. Fresh ones. Ben hung above an open space between the track. Just far enough between the rafters that he was too short to reach them and save himself. Though it was far too late for that now]
[Ray rushed backstage, and quickly took his scissors in hand. Cutting through the cobwebs didn't do much practically, but it made him feel better.]
[Ray started climbing up to the rafters. He felt afraid of falling at first, but what's the worst that could happen, he dies? He was already dead.]
[The rafters were, as Ben has proudly told him many times, entirely sturdy and safe. He was able to make it to Ben quite easily actually. When he got close he could see that all that had actually gone wrong was a snag on a wooden board. A simple snag on some old beam placed there ages ago was all it took for the dominoes to fall and to end Benās life]
[No time. Ray quickly tried to find a way to lower him to the ground. Whatever worked. Of course the Web killed him, Ray should've known. But he didn't know quick enough. The past can't be changed. The future can be.]
[After a minute, he manages to get him down and into the light booth nestled up in the rafters. It was enough solid floor to at least be safe. Ben lays still on the ground, any signs of life gone. Just a cobweb spun on his arm and a single small spider scurrying from the scene.]
[After almost ten minutes, his heart began to beat faintly. Irregularly. The harness still pulled tightly around his chest and neck prevented him from breathing]
[Ray had been trying to cut the harness off, but he was struggling. Eventually he realizes with the sheer amount of maggots he had, he might be able to life the harness just a bit so Ben could breathe easier while he worked to figure out the weak points.]
[This plan worked, after a few minutes he was able to fully cut the harness off and Ben slowly began to breathe again. He bolted up with a gasp, clutching at his heart and looking around frantically. He seemed to realize he was in the light booth, but missed Ray entirely. He tried to stand and immediately fell back down, mumbling something about cues and spiders. He tried again. At this rate he was going to stumble out the door and tumble out of the rafters altogether. Clearly he wasnāt fully back yet]
[Ray quickly put an arm around him to stop him from getting up again.]
Hey, Ben, oh shit-
[During this was when Ray noticed his sleeve was undone, leaving the hive on display.]
[This seemed to snap him back into reality. He paused, looking between Ray and the door. Then his eyes finally landed on his arm. He wasnāt able to speak very well, his lungs still getting used to having space to breathe again, but what words he did manage to speak clearly sounded very worried]
R- ay. Arm- you- h-hur- -t?
I'm hurt? You're hurt. Relax, we can stay here until you can speak a full sentence without your lungs fucking off to wonderland halfway through.
[Ray figured Ben already knew he was American, and he had better things to worry about than keeping the facade up.]
Youāre- youāre h- -urt. Iām-
[He broke into a coughing fit. Though seemingly trying to clear it through sheer force of will]
Iām f-fine. Just. . . passād out. Your arm. . . Youāre hurt
You were dead. Ben you were dead for over fifteen minutes. Learn to breathe again before you worry about my arm.
[Ray redid his sleeve]
See? All better. One couldn't even tell it's there.
Dead. . ? But. . .
[He looked very worried again]
Th-the show Ray the- my cue the end the-the spider did I miss it??? Did I ruin it???
No, you did perfectly darling. I saw it, it was wonderful. Now it's time for you to recover, and not die on the next performance.
[He still hasnāt entirely processed what has happened, and was trying to stand up again, each time he fell looking back at Rayās arm]
B-but Stella if Stella saw-!
But your arm youāre not okay-!
But everyone is downstairs how long was I-?
Iām dead? Like actually really dead? I. . . oh my god i need to sit down.
[The next time he fell, he landed himself next to Ray, taking his hand lightly and looking like he was really trying to process all of this]
[Ray held him like he'd vanish otherwise, finally processing what he almost lost.]
You died. You died and you almost didn't come back- I love you I'm sorry I couldn't say it before but I do. We can figure out everything from there.
[He looks up at Ray, the chaos clear for just one moment]
I love you too.
[And then it began again, hearing a noise downstairs he stood up, making it this time, and grabbing Rayās hand]
The after party! Oh god I hope weāre not late! Come on weāve got to go! Dead or not I canāt be late to the after party for my own show!!!
Alright, alright. But we shouldn't stay for long, you should rest after all that.
[Ray switched back to his fake accent]
Are you sure you can make it down the ladder? We're quite high up, it'd be terrible if you fell.
Iāve climbed up and down this ladder sleep deprived, with a broken arm, and even drugged once. Iāll be alright. . .
buuuuuuuut maybe I could use just a little help getting on?
[He held his hand out and looked up at Ray. He was, in truth, perfectly fine. He just liked the attention]
[Ray helped him on without hesitation. He didn't want to risk it, and he did want to give Ben attention]
Drugged? Was this while you were kidnapped perhaps?
Oh, no. We got this theater long after all of that. No, just a very regretful night at the pub.
[They made it down, and the rest of the crew looked rather relieved to see him and Ray.]
[Ray kept close to Ben the entire time.]
The show was magnificent! A wonderful job to everyone, truly.
[The party was set to go on for a while, and despite wanting to stay, he was starting to feel a bit lightheaded, so he settled on going home. That was, so long as Ray was coming with him]
[Ray absolutely was]
Hm, if you have the right ingredients I could prepare death day cookies.
[He snorted, amused by this idea]
Death Day cookies? Well I suppose Iāll have to have them now, wonāt I? What exactly does a death day cookie consist of?
Well you died today and I still have you, this is clearly worth celebrating! A death day cookie is a delicious treat that I grant you as a thank you for being alive despite dying.
[He laughs, somehow feeling more alive than he ever had before he died]
I would love that. I would love that very much.
//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
{ Stella is just. Standing there. Unsure. She can't move, she's scared of slipping, she's scared- there's something wrong with Ben. Stella's never seen a corpse before. She hasn't even considered the fact he may be dead, just stuck in an awkward position that's about to be really really bad }
[Ben had, many times, assured her the rafters were safe. Tested them a thousand times. Before the show he had done every check he could on her harness. The was no possible way she could fall, heād said. And, to his point, he hadnāt fallen either. Just the snag of a board that wasnāt even meant to be there, some minuscule little accident had cost him everything]
[Everything was dark. His lungs did not rise nor fall. But a heart that did not beat and a mind that did not think thought of one thing only. I am dead and the kid is still up in the rafters. Wake up, Ben!]
{ Stella ever so carefully attempts to edge closer. It somehow feels wrong, there's tears threatening to choke her and she doesn't know why. This is an amazing event!! Her first show's just done!! She mustn't cry. She can't. }
Uhm....
Mister... Ben? Are you ok? Are you stuck, I can help!
[Ben didnāt move. His chest didnāt rise or fall with any breath, and he did not react to her questions. The cable on his harness was snagged on a board, and he was left hanging where he could not reach the rafters and Stella could not reach him. At least physically.]
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//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
Down below Ollie was desperately searching for Ben. He could just feel it in his gut that something might've gond horribly wrong.
There was no sign of Ben downstairs. Not on the stage or the green room or in the audience. There was only one place he could have been. The rafters.
Oh great, probably the place he wanted to go the least. Sure it was probably sound enough but many things could go wrong- there were so many bad things that could've happened to Ben. I mean him completely falling out wasn't the case, that's one thing crossed off. But what if he fell? Would he die too? Would Void let him? Would The Web let him?
He was overthinking this. Sure other people would likely get to him, probably first. But Oliver knew guilt would sit with him and fester if he didn't even try to make a move. So he did.
[Heād have gone up the ladder to the rafters, getting a few confused looks from the crew. When he made it up, he could clearly see Ben hanging there. All light gone from his eyes, his harness hitched on a snag in the only old board in the rafters. A simple mistake. And it had killed him.]
His heart sank as he saw Ben's body. After a few minutes he'd finally snap out of it and analyze the rafters. He decided not to take too long doing that however as overthinking was very much a risk at the moment and that would be more dangerous than just going. He's been in worse places before, shockingly. And he was still here and alive, unlike Ben. Right, Ben.
Ollie would start to clamber across the rafters, trying his best to calculate each movement so he wouldn't fall. He slowly got more confident, but not too confident, with each time he moved.
[The rafters were as safe as they could possibly be. Heād overheard Ben mention this many times, going so far as to do ridiculous things to prove it whenever someone questioned it. When Ollie got close, he could see that all that held Ben there was that single snag on the board. If it could be moved, he would end up back in the rafters.]
When he was close enough, Ollie would slip his hands where the snag was and pull, trying to undo it.
[The snag came loose, and Ben dropped onto the rafters, the sudden jolt of the cable stopping him from falling waking him up with a start. He swiped around frantically for the rafters, eventually catching one and managing to get himself down before collapsing onto the floor]
Ah!
[He glances up, finally seeing Ollie was there, and waved sheepishly. He looked a bit nervous as he realized they were the only two up there]
Oh. Oh dear. Oh dear I didnāt miss the last cue, did I?
"No, no you didn't. Everything went fine. Well besides..."
He'd vaguely gesture at Ben.
"We'll need to get you checked out probably."
[He pulled himself up using the railing, swaying a bit and shaking his head]
No Iāll, Iāll be alright I just- theyāll have questions for me and- how long was I out for?
"I probably can't give you an exact answer- and saying out for... let's just say that'd probably be a euphemism. Certainly a way to put it. I know what a dead man looks like, unfortunately."
I- what? What do you mean dead? I mean yes I passed out but I-
[he glances at the ceiling, which is covered in cobwebs]
Shit-
Thereās no way. No way I just died on opening night.
"I'm pretty sure you did... honestly the dying part is what I'm the least concerned about despite what it seems like. I mean there's already one pretty bad sign."
He'd gesture up at the cobwebs.
[He sighed]
Theyāve literally been bugging me for months. Maybe at least now I wonāt get dragged around at random.
[He glances down at the ground, the rest of the crew seeming to wander around.]
Right. We ought to get down there. Opening night parties get wild and Ernieās not even here to monitor. Come on, Ollie!
[He started, rather awkwardly, for the ladder down, pausing and glancing back just before climbing down]
And really, excellent work. I was watching for a lot of the show. You did absolutely fantastic.
//open rp!
(Read this first if you havenāt already!!!)
[The show is over, and hanging above it all, still and limp, is Ben Maxx. A simple accident that was expertly planned. A harness that wound up a bit too tight in just the wrong places. A board ever so slightly misaligned to hold a cable taut, keeping its puppet in place. He hangs there now, the light gone from his eyes and the beating gone from his heart. All before he could ever take his final bow]
Down below Ollie was desperately searching for Ben. He could just feel it in his gut that something might've gond horribly wrong.
There was no sign of Ben downstairs. Not on the stage or the green room or in the audience. There was only one place he could have been. The rafters.
Oh great, probably the place he wanted to go the least. Sure it was probably sound enough but many things could go wrong- there were so many bad things that could've happened to Ben. I mean him completely falling out wasn't the case, that's one thing crossed off. But what if he fell? Would he die too? Would Void let him? Would The Web let him?
He was overthinking this. Sure other people would likely get to him, probably first. But Oliver knew guilt would sit with him and fester if he didn't even try to make a move. So he did.
[Heād have gone up the ladder to the rafters, getting a few confused looks from the crew. When he made it up, he could clearly see Ben hanging there. All light gone from his eyes, his harness hitched on a snag in the only old board in the rafters. A simple mistake. And it had killed him.]
His heart sank as he saw Ben's body. After a few minutes he'd finally snap out of it and analyze the rafters. He decided not to take too long doing that however as overthinking was very much a risk at the moment and that would be more dangerous than just going. He's been in worse places before, shockingly. And he was still here and alive, unlike Ben. Right, Ben.
Ollie would start to clamber across the rafters, trying his best to calculate each movement so he wouldn't fall. He slowly got more confident, but not too confident, with each time he moved.
[The rafters were as safe as they could possibly be. Heād overheard Ben mention this many times, going so far as to do ridiculous things to prove it whenever someone questioned it. When Ollie got close, he could see that all that held Ben there was that single snag on the board. If it could be moved, he would end up back in the rafters.]
When he was close enough, Ollie would slip his hands where the snag was and pull, trying to undo it.
[The snag came loose, and Ben dropped onto the rafters, the sudden jolt of the cable stopping him from falling waking him up with a start. He swiped around frantically for the rafters, eventually catching one and managing to get himself down before collapsing onto the floor]
Ah!
[He glances up, finally seeing Ollie was there, and waved sheepishly. He looked a bit nervous as he realized they were the only two up there]
Oh. Oh dear. Oh dear I didnāt miss the last cue, did I?
"No, no you didn't. Everything went fine. Well besides..."
He'd vaguely gesture at Ben.
"We'll need to get you checked out probably."
[He pulled himself up using the railing, swaying a bit and shaking his head]
No Iāll, Iāll be alright I just- theyāll have questions for me and- how long was I out for?
"I probably can't give you an exact answer- and saying out for... let's just say that'd probably be a euphemism. Certainly a way to put it. I know what a dead man looks like, unfortunately."
I- what? What do you mean dead? I mean yes I passed out but I-
[he glances at the ceiling, which is covered in cobwebs]
Shit-
Thereās no way. No way I just died on opening night.
