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Entry tags:
- !4th wall,
- !event,
- 9s,
- @heartstone manor,
- alphys,
- ashleigh mischief,
- carly nagisa,
- cole,
- commander syrlya,
- five,
- foster van denend,
- ginko,
- gongenzaka,
- herbert west,
- hinawa,
- john childermass,
- joker,
- jonathan strange,
- julien delacroix,
- junko enoshima,
- lambert,
- lauren,
- mercury black,
- miko nakadai,
- papyrus,
- reira akaba,
- rin okumura,
- rita mordio,
- sans,
- sora,
- steven universe,
- susan,
- taako,
- tallisibeth (scout),
- the psiioniic,
- tyki mikk,
- yotsuba tamaki,
- yugo,
- yuzu hiragi,
- yūya sakaki,
- zangetsu,
- zecora
⇨ FOURTH WALL EVENT! (OPEN TO ALL)
Who: Everyone and the 4th Wall Visitors!
When: Day 175
Where: Heartstone Manor
What: THE 4TH WALL BALL BEGINS! This is where unapped visitors can post and roleplay. Please read the rules and setting info below. For more information and visuals refs, read this. Questions can be asked over here.
Warnings: Individually marked! Could be a lot of things.
When: Day 175
Where: Heartstone Manor
What: THE 4TH WALL BALL BEGINS! This is where unapped visitors can post and roleplay. Please read the rules and setting info below. For more information and visuals refs, read this. Questions can be asked over here.
Warnings: Individually marked! Could be a lot of things.
THE GRAND BALL↴![]() Heartstone Manor is a giant, spooky castle floating in the middle of a twilight filled void. It is the home of a Wyld Fae calling himself The Prince - and despite his name, he is a bestial creature crammed into a gentleman's clothing, completely obsessed with replicating the ideals of old timey human society, much like the 1800's. The Prince and his many servants all dress in a manner appropriate to to the 1500's - 1800's, and decorum and beauty are held sacred above all else. All the workers of the carnival are currently staying there, in the hope of enabling a successful diplomatic venture between the Ringmaster and the Prince. The Grand Ball is being thrown by the Prince to honour these guests, but his manner of doing this is going to come as a bit of a surprise.
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But he swiftly follows up with another matter, lest this grow Too sour. "....No doubt you would tell me I am wrong, however."
....And, more uncomfortably.... "....Did you expect for us to break your order, to search, then?"
Well.
Two sorta vaguely did, but.
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"Did I expect it? Sure. We were bound to lose this one from the start. Now I'm just kind of relieved I got it over with as fast as I did." His congenial tone is hollow. "We're all just assets to be bought and sold, I guess, so maybe it ain't so bad being traded up to the winning team."
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His eyes study Sans extensively however, as he makes note after mental note in his mind. "....And yet, from what I was told by one of more 'angelic' leaning, you vanished not long after seeking to spare a child from their fate." He knows full well who Reira is-Julien as well, but he has a feeling the smaller would be the more in danger from how Yuugo was acting at horse-back riding.
"....These do not feel to be the words of one whose views are as you say. ....Though I, the man Gongenzaka, would of course be open to correction."
Well not really but he'd love to hear how your head got mashed up to this point, Sans.
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"If you wanna be able to tell me what to think, you should consider hiring me." He looks grimly serious when he says it, but then abruptly pulls a shit eating grin. "Except, nevermind. You wouldn't stand a chance in this industry."
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"....Perhaps not. But you have no need for that blade at this point, Sans. ....I, the man Gongenzaka, have never viewed you as an enemy. ...Not even now," the man continues, turning to walk away. "....We will no doubt cross paths later. ....But I, the man Gongenzaka, certainly do not wish to have a conversation with no chance of direction."
He can already see it-anything he says, responded to with the bite of negativity that seems to lurk around both the grim stares and the grins.
As it is, he feels this response just now... ....means that perhaps, even Sans cannot justify what he's doing. It's worrying.
He needs to think about this-and he'll trot off to do just that.