The Masquerade Ball Begins

[stagecontroller]

Who: William Shakespeare and EVERYONE
Where: His playboy Mansion
When: Friday 16th
Summary: Shakespeare organized a Masquerade Ball.
Rating: PG



[ Shakespeare work hard and organized the best thing ever. Or at least he spent tons of money in this party. Soon the day arrived and everything was ready for this to be a night people would never be able to forget. HAHAHAHA THIS IS FUNNY CONSIDERING WHAT IT'S AWAITING FOR HIM

Okay, Miyu kinda fails to this quick things. I'm gonna work in the sub threads, excuse me. Also, feel free to make new ones and remember to put your tag here.

Please wait until I strike this text before replying ;w; GO WILD AND FEEL FREE TO MAKE PERSONAL THREADS AS WELL. ]

Comments

[devola]

Ever heard of a limerick? It's a kind of small poem with a fast rhyme-scheme. Comes outta... Ireland, I think. Here, lemme give you an example.

[Ahem ahem, clearing her throat, then smiling angelically.]

There once was a king from Sumeria
who yapped far too much, like a terrier.
After saying something mean,
he got punched in the jeans,
and all those around him became merrier.

[devola]

So, should I take that to mean it's a safe bet~?

[ex_cashcow493]

What is so refined about a wailing baby?

[ Figures someone who strives to be annoying would enjoy an activity so harsh on the ears. ]

I should do this world a favor as king and end this.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Just going to slowly turn her head towards him. ]

It was clean. [ Because really she's sure the only reason he's bringing it up is for her health. ] I made sure of it before placing food upon it.

[croibhristeoir]

[...you know what, sure. if that's what she wants, that's what she wants.]

Never mind, then.

[ex_cashcow493]

Could you do me a small favor, knight?

[ This question can only end so well. ]

[croibhristeoir]

Anything you would ask of me will be yours, as long as it is in my power to do so.

[stagecontroller]

[ He had no objections to that, as he quickly finds himself answering her kiss in the same way. He hold her close and firmly, this time sure that she wouldn't leave him.

Maybe it was true. He sometimes talks too much. ]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Holding out the tray as she pulls another empty one out of nowhere. ]

Could you hold this while I fix another plate?

[hellburner]

[This was nice, Rider decided as she broke apart with a smirk. In fact, she could get used to this.]

[But she'd just about have killed for a damn pair of pants at this point.]

...so now what, exactly?

[croibhristeoir]

[girl where did you even...]

Of course.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Same place she stored Avalon in Fate route EYEBROW WAGGLE ]

I thank you. [ Gently passing it over and then diving right into the dessert section. ] A little bit of this and a little bit of that, this little knight does not fret over a little bit of fat♪

[ Yes, she's singing to herself. ]

[lostherstrings]

Blodeuwedd. She comes from Welsh mythology - Llew Llaw Gyffes had what you would know as a geis laid upon him by his mother, that he couldn't have a human wife, so a magician created a maiden out of the flowers of the oak, the broom, and the meadowsweet for him to marry.

[croibhristeoir]

. . .



[m-moe...]

[ex_cashcow493]

Diarmuid, Diarmuid! [ He's weakened - time to hit him for critical damage. ] Did you come here with a date?

[croibhristeoir]

Hm, that's a story I've not yet heard.

I admit it's interesting, hearing about the different figures and such others have for their Personas.

[croibhristeoir]

Ah...no, I did not. Why do you ask?

[we're gonna overload, we cannae handle it, cap'n]

[lostherstrings]

[She allows him to lead her out onto the dance floor, her steps light.]

I rather doubt that you will.

[king_of_heroes]

[...what. ]

I don't get it.

[ex_cashcow493]

Feast with me! [ Twirling around with the dessert tray close to her form, she smiles brightly. ] I shall fix you one as well!

[ More like she'll pick off his tray when he's not looking. ]

[king_of_heroes]

[ But he doesn't want to mess up her hair. What if she picks up hot studs for the night? Not that she would, but still. ]

A simple dance. That is all.

[croibhristeoir]

[the moe is reaching critical levels]

[and he ain't hatin' it.]

Gladly, Arturia. I could never refuse a request from you.

[king_of_heroes]

[ Why, yes. Gilgamesh just actually facepalmed. The world may explode. ]

I can't believe I'm the one saying this, but for Lugalbanda's sake, open your mind. This is not wailing. It is a unique form of singing in some foreign language. Going to shows like this has been a pastime for the higher classed mongrels for many years.

[ Actually, no. He doesn't like it either. HE JUST PRETENDS TO BECAUSE HE'S AWESOME LIKE THAT OKAY. ]

[ex_cashcow493]

If it sounds like a duck and looks like a duck, then it must be a witch duck. It is a blessing that I am not a king in modern times then, for I would have outlawed such acts and labeled the person who invented them as touched in the head.

[devola]

[Audacious enough to pat you on the shoulder "comfortingly"?

You betcha.]

It's normal. Half the point -- well, the point as far as I can tell -- is to say the rhyme scheme as fast as you can. Quick and disjointed. They're kinda hard to catch 'till you've developed an ear for 'em.