WEEK THREE SCENARIO

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ᯓ⭐ WEEK THREE SCENARIO

Today, you will find those signs from last week all over the castle, big red arrows, bright blinking arrows, bold black arrows, all leading you down a corridor to That Golden Door Again.

And there's the sign!

ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK (10 Points per Scenario Completion)

Should you choose to enter, you'll find yourself in the role of a fairy-tale character! All of the classics, maybe some you've never heard before, but it's the same as before. Sort of. You're now in an outfit befitting of your character, the NPCs still have cursed Riri Voices, and some of you may be... well, stuck in some predicaments! Some of you might even have changed forms entirely!

So why not help your homies out? Why not give them a Happily Ever After?

Because you still can't olly out until you get through a scenario, even if that means waiting for someone to kiss you. :)

Once you've achieved a scenario, thinking of leaving the setting entirely will get you back in the castle.

Among the list of scenarios are the following, though players are welcome to also come up with their own:

- Attend The Ball with someone
- Safely make it to Grandmother's House
- Escape the Witch's Candy House
- Free Rapunzel from her tower
- Kiss the sleeping princess
- Kiss the frog
- Just Fucking Kiss
- Perform an underwater musical! (You can breathe, it's fine)
- Conspire to poison someone!
- Save someone from being poisoned!
- Have a dramatic sword fight!
- Do a knightly declaration of love!

And so on.

You can act out the scenarios pertaining to your roles or you know what, maybe Red Riding Hood was evil all along and the Fairy Godmother decided to do a dramatic sword fight, we're not here to judge.

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[ozzz]

[The scene is a castle wrapped in thorns. Inside an opulent room that's lost its luster to the passage of time, Mithra sleeps comfortably with his arms wrapped around one of the many pillows on the bed. It's perhaps the most peaceful and well-rested he's looked since arriving at the other castle's doorsteps.

He stirs when someone draws near—not because he's on the cusp of waking, but because of an urge in his heart. Once they're within his range, he rolls over, abandoning the pillow, and loops his arms around anywhere he can blindly reach to drag them into bed with him. He holds onto them as a child would a teddy bear while he slumbers on, blissfully unaware of everything around him.]

[hearthwarming]

[ nice try, but there's no body to pull into the bed with him, because his visitor is a FROG!! ]

Ribbit.

[ How did the frog prince get here? Don't worry about it. Enjoy something slimy in your hands instead, Mithra... ]

[ozzz]

[Slimy? No problem. He eats steak and rubs the grease all over his hair afterward on a regular basis. Sliminess from a frog is another day ending in -day for him.

In other words, he tightens his grip to ensure the frog doesn't slip out of his grasp as he makes himself comfortable. He tucks his slimy visitor against his cheek, and it satisfies a doubled urge that he smiles in his sleep.]

[hearthwarming]

[ Oh. She sure is a lil flowery frog squished up on his cheek now. ]

Uh... Hello, Princess? [ A beat. ] Oh, right, you probably can't hear me...

[ ...she pokes at his cheek with slimy froggy hands, just because. ]

[ozzz]

[No, he can't. Still, his body responds to her voice. Loneliness has always been his companion, and his heart stirs at the presence of company. He turns his face into the slimy touch with a soft exhalation akin to content laughter.]

Haha . . .

[hearthwarming]

[ Though Mithra's never voiced as much to her, his life... does quite feel like a lonesome one, indeed, and for reasons so far from her own. But she feels it, that yearning for company, even if he's asleep and unaware. She's never heard such a sound from him, and despite everything, really, she can't help the way it tugs at her heartstrings.

She wonders if he's... actually sleeping, like this. Given how little of it he gets otherwise, maybe... it's best to just leave him be like this for the time being...?

Maybe she'll just settle in against his cheek, then. Just for now. ]

[ozzz]

[It doesn't matter how cold or slimy she is. What does matter is that she's alive and here.

The texture of mucous is nothing to the rhythmic rise and fall against his face. No matter how minute, it's more than the stillness with which he grew up. The part of him that hadn't known the affectionate touch of another being for years thrills from the tingling cool, and his smile widens as he settles against the numerous sheets and pillows on the bed.

Mithra isn't conscious, but his heart knows. When this person is here, regardless of whether or not she laughs at him for bizarre reasons, he's a little less lonely.]

falls to my knees... why is this soft

[hearthwarming]

[ Google is telling me that no one really knows if frogs sleep, so they won't be having a mutual naptime in this tower covered in thorns - but it's just as well. Sleep or no, she enters a more restful state as she simply observes Sleeping Wizard, wondering how he can look so warm and at peace like this, and yet knowing it'll all be replaced by the coldness demanded of him by his homeland when he wakes.

Needless to say, she's happy to hang around like this, though the longer this goes, the more worried she gets that she might literally be stuck as a frog for the rest of the game if she doesn't kiss someone before all of these scenarios conclude...

What should she do!! ]

because she's awake and he's unconscious,

[ozzz]

[Let frogs sleep!!

While Oriphi agonizes over what to do, Mithra catches up on the sleep that's long been denied of him. The deeper his slumber, the more his face relaxes until his smile turns light. They'll both have to return sooner than later, though; much as he'd like to, he can't sleep forever.]

[hearthwarming]

[ They will have to return sooner or later, but still, it really does seem like such a shame to interrupt his sleep, when he gets so little of it. Ori can only hope that whatever feeling of restfulness he might wake with here carries over once they leave this room and return to the castle proper...

She does seem to wait until the last possible moment, though, whatever that may mean, whether she simply reaches the end of her patience or because the sun is beginning to set in this strange place.

All to say, uh... have a little froggy chu! ]

[ozzz]

[It's the greatest chu he's ever received in his life (it is the only chu he has received in his life).

Sleeping Beauty and the Frog Prince share a kiss, thereby fulfilling the conditions of their respective predicaments. Something strange happens, and Mithra's awakening is natural and comfortable as his eyes flutter open. Still dazed from the curse he'd been under until now, he doesn't quite process what's going on yet.

How does Oriphi fare?]

[hearthwarming]

[ help, not the only chu...

How Oriphi fares is that, with a momentary gleaming of magic that envelops her and changes shape until the shape is considerably more tiefling-like, she turns back into herself, though with a very princely attire, and a crown made of flowers. ]

Oh, um... Good morning, Princess.

[ozzz]

[Mithra blinks, slowly. His eyes flit up to the crown of flowers, then back down to Oriphi's face. Lying on his side, he makes no move to sit up amid the comfortable confusion.]

Oh . . . Good morning. [His eyes close and then reopen.] Princess . . . ?

[hearthwarming]

[ As it is, Ori is laying on her side, too, nearly face-to-face with him, though she should... probably move...? ]

Mhm. You're the sleeping princess right now. Well... not sleeping anymore, sorry. But I think it's nearly time to head back to the castle— the other one, not the one you're in right now...

[ozzz]

[This is fine, though it doesn't quite last when Mithra lifts his head off the pillow to glance around the chamber.]

You're saying I was asleep? How?

/2

[voxnozzz]

[ sleeping beauty dies today. ]

[voxnozzz]

[



no but actually.

slightly less prince charming had found himself here as the stand-in for mithra's actual prince charming (not him), pausing over the fact riri's otome magic is strong enough to counteract the effects of the moon's curse. it's more than enough time for a grasping arm to loop around oz's own, which leaves him leaning over awkwardly over the bed. ]

Mithra.

[ three seconds before he tears this castle down, beauty rest be damned. ]

[ozzz]

[Sleeping Beauty is going to die, because there's no way he's stopping with intertwined arms—not when the contact brings a visceral sense of satisfaction that breaks his lips into a wide, innocent smile in his sleep. At the call of his name, he raises his unoccupied hand to grasp Oz's arm and wrestle him into bed with a needy tug.]

[voxnozzz]

[ mithra is not central enough to be allowed to get away with this.

oz collapses into bed as (forcefully) requested, brow slightly furrowed at the expression on mithra's face. that wouldn't be there if he was awake and conscious, no. it'll be annoying if he wakes, and annoying if he continues to sleep.....

he pushes back. ]

You will regret this.

[ citation needed. ]

[ozzz]

[Owen gets away with it, though?

Ironically, Oz's presence improves the quality of Mithra's sleep. He doesn't dream, but it's restful even as he's being pushed back. It's still a point of contact between them with his arms wound loosely around Oz's, and that combined with a luxurious bed of expensive sheets is enough for his body in its present state.]