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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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He's itching to fight now but he's not allowed to and he would never take that first attack anyways. Finding powerful people always made him want to at least have a go or two with them.
"Alas, it's not really up to me whether or not you get to die right now. As for her... " He starts to say something but then he just doesn't. Strange didn't need to know the reason why the Prince invited everyone here. The seed of doubt would work just as well, "It doesn't matter. It'll all come to fruition sooner than later."
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"Well go on then," Strange continues, as he looks at Tyki. "It seems you know something. You might as well tell me."
He doubts he will. But maybe, just maybe Tyki will let slip enough via bragging for Strange to actually know something about what's going on, especially if it involves Arabella.
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His old self could never shut up and like a classic villain he would spoil the plan because he would assume they would die at his hands. "I can already feel like you'd die for that information. It's why I'm not going to tell you, Mister Strange. Besides, I have guests to serve for now."
He notices Strange has yet to sip the drink he gave him before, "How troubling it'll be if you forget anyways."
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Somehow. Assuming he even remembers that damn inference in the first place.
"Rest assured, Mister Mykk," Strange continues, raising his glass in a mock toast—though he still doesn't let the drink touch his lips. "I shall try my hardest to remember. Best of luck serving everyone. I hope we aren't too much trouble."
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"If you didn't want this nearly as badly as you do I might've told you." His shoulder rises in a gentle shrug as he he inclines his head at the mock toast if only to equally and falsely acknowledge it, "Certainly a waste of my time, good sir."
At least Strange will get a little peace now as he turns his back on him and proceeds off to fetch a few glasses left unattended.