You're My Friend, They're My Friends (IC Intro)

[whimsicalism]

Whatever you were doing before, wherever you were before this moment it doesn't matter. The world seems to grow dark around you: an almost inaudible giggle floats to your year before you lose consciousness completely. Other it belonging to a child there's no defining characteristics of the voice. Maybe you just imagined it? Even if you did, one thing is clear when you wake up.

You're not where you were before. The bedroom you find yourself is plush and well decorated, almost like a fancy hotel or apartment. That might be little comfort considering that it's clear that you don't recognize it. Before you rush off to explore your surroundings there's a message pinned to the door to the hall.

From the desk of the Queen:

Hello, my friends dear.

I can only hope you enjoy your new life here. For those you stirring from sleep, this is my promise that I will keep: I will let you go if that is what you desire but the price for it will be quite dire.

For my rules are quite clear that I don't wish you to leave. Yet I will, if you can take the grief.

If you wish to know my name and the reasons to my game, meet in the audience hall for tea. Tea, yes, a grand tea party for my grand guests! Cake and sweets are what we need to meet. In an hour we both will be there, no peeking before!

Signed,

Instead of a signature, there's a small feline paw print underneath as well as some strange sort of heart crest?

There seems to be others moving outside your room. Perhaps it's time to explore, to see if anyone else knows what's going on. Don't slip on the playing card (an ace of hearts, with the heart shape replaced by the strange crest). That there's a scribbled phrase of 'dormez-vous? dormez-vous?' on the card but surely one of the others slipped it under your door.

This Castle seems like a strange place ot live in... yet for now it's quiet and peaceful, even if the Audience Hall is locked.

Comments

[caligulass]

...I’ve never heard of a world of France. You must not produce many Heroes, then.

[that wasn’t necessary Veronica!]

[nothingposh]

Well everything's gone downhill since Napoleon, so I suppose that's right. Not many heroes around when the people don't rise.

[Personally, he thinks Enjolras is a hero but he's also pretty sure Enjolras would gut him for even suggesting that so.]

[caligulass]

Oh, so your leaders have been doing a bad job. I think we have a bunch of Heroes from worlds like that anyway, though. Xander’s father always sounded like he was only concerned with being as pointlessly destructive as possible, even if he kept trying to explain it away.

[nothingposh]

[Gavroche shrugs.]

♪There was a time we killed the king
We tried to change the world too fast
Now we have got another king
He is no better than the last
France is a land that fought for liberty
Now we don't fight, we end up dead
That is the the thing about equality:
Everyone's equal when they're dead.

[caligulass]

[...you know Veronica is so stunned by the sudden impromptu performance that she freezes and fails to comprehend the actual content of the song. Instead, she finds herself trying to figure out how she is supposed to respond to this.

...

Well, it is a good performance, so she... applauds...?]

[nothingposh]

[????? Why're you clapping.]

Is that for the king being dead or everyone dying?

[caligulass]

...

You just burst into song all of a sudden. I wasn't sure if it was an impromptu performance or not, so clapping seemed polite.

[nothingposh]

It doesn't work like that where you're from?

[You sing important shit! That's how it goes!]

[caligulass]

...I wouldn't be surprised if there's some kind of festival where it works like that, because there are lots of festivals for lots of different things, like dressing up like pirates and dressing up like rabbits and carrying eggs around. But it's not really normal.

[nothingposh]

Huh. [He's gonna have to think on that later.] That's how it always is, back home. You sing when you got feelings or it's important.

[caligulass]

...

I can't say I understand it, but it doesn't sound too bad. Unless you're around people who are bad at singing, anyway.