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dramatispersonae) wrote2012-09-22 08:33 am
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JASPER
You can see the other teams, but there is an invisible barrier preventing you from hearing them. You can assume that they can't hear you, either. There is a hefty serving of sweet wine and liquor, should you choose it. With a loaf of bread that you can slice. Nimue is in the center of the formation of teams, and when she speaks, you can hear her loud and clear.
"Storytelling has been a tradition of the knights of Camelot for some time. They would tell of the awesome feats of their king, and of their fellow knights... and... they were also prone to exaggeration in some cases."
There appears a small set of cards next to the liquor. You can read them, or you can implicitly understand them if you can't read.
"What feats have the heroes of Aather accomplished, I wonder? And what... exaggerations they may take? Before you, you will find prompts for your tales. You will write one for yourselves, for a set of knights, and for another team. I will select the most inspiring, as will your peers."
She tilts her head. "Ah, perhaps it is bad to encourage grandstanding..."
But before you can ask her, she vanishes.
"Storytelling has been a tradition of the knights of Camelot for some time. They would tell of the awesome feats of their king, and of their fellow knights... and... they were also prone to exaggeration in some cases."
There appears a small set of cards next to the liquor. You can read them, or you can implicitly understand them if you can't read.
"What feats have the heroes of Aather accomplished, I wonder? And what... exaggerations they may take? Before you, you will find prompts for your tales. You will write one for yourselves, for a set of knights, and for another team. I will select the most inspiring, as will your peers."
She tilts her head. "Ah, perhaps it is bad to encourage grandstanding..."
But before you can ask her, she vanishes.
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Once upon a time there was a maiden and a detective named Furudo Erika. She was quite intelligent, but quite cold as well; she only wanted to solve mysteries, and cared nothing for the people around her. One day, she heard about a very exciting series of murders taking place in a tall, isolated tower, and decided to journey there to see if she couldn't find the culprit.
The inhabitants of the tower were a varied and strange bunch, but they were kind, for the most part. However, Erika didn't care and didn't want anything to do with them. She complained that Saya made a mess, that Azure and Ivory tended to shed, that Prince was loud, Eve always deflected the conversation away from herself (making it difficult for Erika to profile her), and Swift tended to listen in at doors. (All these things were true, but they weren't very polite.) She only spoke with them to interrogate them about the murders, and was convinced that she could solve the mystery herself. She didn't even listen to their warnings about the strange Hair-Growing Disease that had been infecting the tower lately.
Sure enough, soon Erika began to find that her hair was growing at an astronomical rate, and had become so long that it was difficult for her to move around. She couldn't even move her head to cut enough of it off, and she refused to accept help. Instead, she ordered the other inhabitants of the tower to collect information about the latest murder, involving a cheerful boy named Pitch, and bring it to her, not even bothering to thank them. She was quite intelligent, as we have said before, so through deductive reasoning and analysis of everyone's alibis she was able to work out that the only person who could have murdered Pitch was Eve, who was marched out of the tower by police and thrown to the foxes.
However, she had not accounted for everything. Later that night, Prince tried to go out for some fresh air, only to discover that all the doors to the outside had been locked. He called the other inhabitants of the tower, except Erika, who was still trapped in her room by her heavy hair, and they quickly realized that there was still a murderer on the loose. Swift said he would go check up on Erika, and everyone else agreed to go look for more clues. They stuck together, because they felt it was important to rely on one another in these troubled times.
While they were checking the bathroom, they discovered that one of the hair-cutting knives in the rack (because everyone who had hair needed to cut it quite often) was missing. Swift's, in fact. Everyone looked at one another, and immediately realized what must be happening. They managed to get there just in time--Swift had raised the knife over his head to stab Erika in the heart, and Erika, again trapped by her hair, was powerless to resist.
Prince grabbed something off a tall shelf and hit Swift over the head. Ivory flew to fetch the police. Everyone else sat on Swift until the police came, and Erika looked around at all their faces and realized that the people she had scorned for so long had saved her. It was at that moment that she understood that being clever cannot always protect you, and that friendship is just as important as intelligence.
From that day forward, she was the kindest and fairest maiden in all the land as well as the smartest. And they all lived happily ever after.
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[SHAKES AND FEATHERS COME OUT]
. . . That aside, that's most acceptable for our first tale.
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Kinda sappy though. And I wouldn't need to grab somethin' to hit you with, my fists'd do.
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There once were two knights, Mako and Fakir, who by chance found themselves facing off against a powerful monster together. Through teamwork, they were victorious. They decided to celebrate by having a drink together. They met with a Persona and bargained for some liquor, and took it into the Ring to sit and drink.
They chatted for a time, but after a while they had a little too much to drink and certain suppressed desires started to show through. One thing led to another, and that night they slept together right there in the Ring.
The persona who had given them the liquor found them naked in the Ring the next morning, and fearing something bad had happened, called up the other Personae to come see. Once the two knights woke up, the truth came out, and the Personae got a good laugh out of it. To say the least, it was a morning they'd rather forget.
Okay, Sakuya, you can pick up from there if you want.
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And you cannot have that last sentence in there, that ends the story! Forget that part. All right.
Once the two knights woke up, the truth came out, and the Personae got a good laugh out of it.
Before Mako and Fakir could move to cover themselves, a few stray heroes, who had been in the vicinity of the ring, began to wander towards it. Then they were followed by more. It seemed that all of Aather had heard the laughter of the Personae and interpreted it as a call to a Game. The confused heroes and knights surrounded the Ring, where the two helpless humans were frozen in utter terror at the exposure of their sexual anatomy, which in humans is external and frankly ridiculous to behold. But that aside, the gathered Personae decided that there was no use wasting a good opportunity to push back the Darkness with a game. They were forced to come up with something quickly. Finally, one dark-haired young Persona woman spoke up. "Heroes of Aather," she said, "today each of your teams will tell me a tale concerning what you see before you. Take a good look at these two foolish knights, and write a story for me guessing how they came to be here and in this state of undress."
Every team then wrote a story about the event as they guessed it must have taken place. Of course, there was little question as to what had happened. It was only a matter of how well the story was told. In the end, Jasper took first place in the competition, because they did not go into unnecessary lewd detail or use low-class language to describe the matter.
But this did little to comfort the two knights, who never were given clothing, and wished for the rest of their lives that they could forget that morning.
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Dream was, after all, not very bright.
The pink team found themselves trapped in Dream's strange mansion with its mazelike passageways that folded in on one another. To make matters worse, the duct tape rendered them unable to speak, and was rather uncomfortable besides.
Someone else can pick up from here . . . ?
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All they could do was point, so they developed a whole new language based on pointing and attempted to speak to the guard that way. The guard thought it was so fascinating that he also decided to learn the language and talked in point language with them. Through their new language they were able to strike a deal with the guard. If they could be allowed to return home to their team, then they would bake the best pie ever for the guard. Since Dream was a terrible cook and there were no good pies in his realm, the guard accepted.
Now that the guard was on their side, they were able to get through the rest of the maze and return back home to Aather, where they could finally take off the duct tape again.
How's that?
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It's good. Very Coral, too.