Pretty Pretty Princess: Redux

[enterstageleft]

Who: Those Who Play Games
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 300

[ Today you step out of the elevators and into the game room to find yourselves in an airy Grand Ballroom. Maybe, if you've been here long enough--you might recognize this room?

At the front of the room is a buffet table featuring finger sandwiches, petit fours, and savory pastries as well as a variety of small desserts complemented by bottoms-up turned teacups and steaming hot kettles set up for self-serve. From nowhere to be seen comes the sound of instruments playing. Up above, tethered to the ceiling, are what appear to be long curtains. …

The small, square tables feature place cards that as of yet are mysteriously empty, but other than that--there is nothing on the table. Those who have walked in and might prefer to walk out again will find they are mysteriously barred from exiting…. ]


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Comments

[rollplayinghouse]

[glances at her... mostly she takes that smile as confirmation Sekhmet didn't kill anyone this time, which is good, and a bit more of her tension releases]

[nihilmancy]

How, ah, did it go for you? It was quite good for me.

[ Extremely aware of the contextual significance. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

...It was okay. I'm not sure I can describe anything that makes forces people to do things against their will as "good." But nothing... terrible came out of it.

[nihilmancy]

...No, it's not. And it is important never to forget it. But it could have been so much worse.

[rollplayinghouse]

[flatly]

Yes, it could have.

[nihilmancy]

[ Awkward... ]

...Yes. I'm glad you're alright. Very glad.

[rollplayinghouse]

...The fact that I am isn't a matter of chance, or the game itself being any different than last time. It's who was at the table with me, and what they decided to do.

[nihilmancy]

...Yes.

[rollplayinghouse]

So... I'm not going to feel too grateful about it when I still couldn't have done anything if things had gone another way.

[nihilmancy]

Hm. I'm always thinking about what I could have done different. But maybe it's easier to be grateful because of that.

[rollplayinghouse]

...Obviously I also think about what I could have done differently. My point is that it doesn't matter. I can think about it all I want, but when I was wearing that collar I couldn't do anything but what I was told.

[nihilmancy]

...Ah. Did it happen again?

[rollplayinghouse]

...I did have the headdress on, briefly. So did other people.

[nihilmancy]

Mm. Likewise.

[rollplayinghouse]

So you noticed what it did...?

[nihilmancy]

Yes. Somehow, at the time it did not terrify me. I was so consumed with the need to serve.

But it does now. I don't think it has ceased.

[rollplayinghouse]

...What?

[nihilmancy]

...I can still be commanded. Probably because I finished the game, with that effect upon me.

[rollplayinghouse]

[...]

That's dangerous. You should stay with someone you trust until it wears off.

[nihilmancy]

Yes. I intend to be circumspect.