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arcanarumlogs2012-06-15 10:39 pm
fruity_puppeteer) wrote in arcanarumlogs2012-06-15 10:39 pm
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[Open] this part of the story I don't remember...
Who: Discord and anyone he meets
When: Day 85, late afternoon to evening
Where: Violet district
What: A denizen walks unleashed
Warnings: Scheming and potential con jobs, that's it.
The mirror had done its work considerably well. It only took the draconequus tempting fate by attempt to smash the mirror, the rest had been done easily. For a great lord of chaos he got himself trapped so fast. And now that he was, the other one, the good old fox could wander free.
For whatever reason, the rulers of this place had chosen Discord to play the cunning fox of the Pinocchio story. The change had taken over completely, not a single part remained draconequus. And despite the unfamiliarity of the place, he fell into the roll quite well. He did manage to live through the tale, did he not? Even though his tail did not.
No matter, this place would prove to have their own share of rubes, just like any other place. The fox limped along in his ragged clothes, taking the humbled posture of a beggar. Perhaps he might find a good schmuck today. The mirror followed along, of course, but there wasn't a thing the trapped lord of disharmony could do. There was a flash of a smirk to the mirror before he continued on his way.
When: Day 85, late afternoon to evening
Where: Violet district
What: A denizen walks unleashed
Warnings: Scheming and potential con jobs, that's it.
The mirror had done its work considerably well. It only took the draconequus tempting fate by attempt to smash the mirror, the rest had been done easily. For a great lord of chaos he got himself trapped so fast. And now that he was, the other one, the good old fox could wander free.
For whatever reason, the rulers of this place had chosen Discord to play the cunning fox of the Pinocchio story. The change had taken over completely, not a single part remained draconequus. And despite the unfamiliarity of the place, he fell into the roll quite well. He did manage to live through the tale, did he not? Even though his tail did not.
No matter, this place would prove to have their own share of rubes, just like any other place. The fox limped along in his ragged clothes, taking the humbled posture of a beggar. Perhaps he might find a good schmuck today. The mirror followed along, of course, but there wasn't a thing the trapped lord of disharmony could do. There was a flash of a smirk to the mirror before he continued on his way.
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"You poor thing. Yours is an unfortunate tale (lol Shakespearean double meanings), but perhaps the encounters have helped fill in the missing pieces?"
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"I've gathered more missing pieces than I'd like. My tail, for one..."
Case in point: nope, no tail.
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All the world's a stage..."So I see. Let us be thankful only your tail is missing and not your head. Your story would likely be unspoken should that have been true events."
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"There you are; a few pents to get you started. And a few more for my repents. Perhaps that shall suffice for the current time? Perhaps for a fine hat to commemorate keeping your head between your shoulder blades."
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"This will have to do," he uttered. Ooh, a hat too? Now he's talking.
"A hat would certainly aid in your repentance, good ma'am."
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"Then come; we shall find you a hat for you to adorn."
Easiest con ever.
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"You're too kind, miss."