TIGER'S EYE

[dramatispersonae]

[You are standing in an amphitheatre constructed of off-white marble with several rows of seats surrounding you on all sides; in the performance space at the bottom is another banquet table, with fourteen different crowns placed upon it. They are, in no particular order:

A jeweled tiara lined with diamonds
A crown of wheat
A faded kokoshnik
A coronet with its jewels missing
A gold diadem
A civic crown made out of oak leaves
A mural crown
A naval crown missing a sail
A hoop crown missing the top insignia
A crown of thorns
A striped nemes
A crown of dandelions
A plain modius
A coronation crown with beading on the side falling off]

Comments

Re: Speeches: Viola

[yourmama]

[sdgknlsg]

Stop, you're gonna make me-- [makes punching motions at him and cracks up as well.]

Re: Speeches: Viola

[brotagonist]

W—wait, give me a minute, I can be mournful—

Re: Speeches: Viola

[yourmama]

Yeah, yeah, if you're nnnfff-- not mournful, I'm gonna make your toenails into a necklace.

Re: Speeches: Viola

[brotagonist]

H-hey, I'll be so mournful! And that's gross!

[he's sooooo mournful]