dramatispersonae

Room 3

You find yourselves in a well acquainted parlor while the storm rages on outside. Mother's voice resounds from somewhere unseen.

"Dear Mother will be with you in a moment, my children. But until then, please do try to become well acquainted with one another."

[You'll find a small dance card tucked into the pocket of your outfit. It has on it a description of your role. Please refer to the DP journal for a post locked to your team with the contents of your card.]

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What injustice is it for a Mother to punish unruly children?

... Well!

Do we feel like being scolded? If anyone would deeply prefer to keep their secrets in this room...

[grits his teeth, eyes narrowing and jaw tightening, but doesn't say anything]

[ssspots that]

Well, let's behave a little.

. . . I won't . . . argue in favor of bowing our heads.

[each word practically dragged out of him]

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ganbareist - 2012-05-13 01:30 (UTC) - Expand

The worst of my secrets was already revealed to Aather at large, and is still public for everyone to see. She cannot leverage anything more against me.

Pretty sure all my secrets are public by now, so I don't care.

[pauses a bit, after talking with lelouch then replies to naoto and zack]

I have a secret or two that could destroy someone else here. If one of mine is that, then I'd prefer we guess at secrets here in this room.

[. . . bb what secrets do you have that could do that, do I even know about them]

. . .

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fairlyheroic - 2012-05-13 01:35 (UTC) - Expand

I won't force anyone into it.

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genderbinary - 2012-05-13 01:37 (UTC) - Expand

[snorts]

You know nothing of discipline.

[enjoy the feeling of a cat o' nine tails lashing across your back]

Temper, child.

[whipping around to try and bludgeon it to death]

[there's nothing there]

And how are we being unruly? Because we're trying to enjoy ourselves instead of playing by your rules?

A game is hardly enjoyable for all if certain impudent children fail to play by its rules.

Right, and revealing secrets is fun for everyone. I think your idea of fun is a little messed up.

Punishment is hardly meant to be enjoyable, child. My rules never asked for you to reveal a thing.

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fairlyheroic - 2012-05-13 01:45 (UTC) - Expand

These roles you've given us were not of our choosing, and neither are they for our benefit. Surely you must have anticipated such a response.

*after looking to Guy, and responses -- *

What example does a Mother set by being a bullying, voyeuristic tyrant? By punishing all when one errs? Children grow at their pace, lady, will-you or won't-you; they do not stay by your skirts and dance attendance in your parlors like ornaments forever. You may levy threats and repercussion, but if that is all you have to you then of course their course will not change.

[there's still silence for a moment before Mother speaks]

It's so fortunate to see that your studies have paid off, my dear. So unfortunate that you couldn't put them to better use.

[you feel the sensation of long, bony fingers wrapped about your throat, cutting off your air]

*ow

fuck

scrabbling at those*

--Mithos-san!

[what

eyes go very wide at him flailing]

--Stop! Stop!

Stop it!