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[Tiruin]

...On that note, who received a different message from Jim?

[Tiruin]

Jim

Anyone notice the change in thread title?

And yes, isn't it nice, being renamed about you--or as far as you are divine?

Now something bugs me here Jim. Why is a Goddess-type interested in the Prince? Do you have any connections with others here?

On N1, I attempted to dream with Solifuge about the Writer's Curse. I suspected Solifuge and had no idea what my role would do and the Writer's Curse sounded like an ominous enough topic to dream about that if he was guilty I might get revealing information. Sadly, somebody woke me up and then led me around the castle. I fell asleep while I was walking around and dreamed about ducks and princes, which was Griffionday's thingy. I woke up with aching feet and a split toenail.

Expound on the dream. Why did you suspect Solifuge?

Who woke you up? Where did you fall asleep?

I alerted everybody to the threats the Prince faced because I discovered it while I was dreaming and I talk in my sleep.

If this were true, in the generality it gives, then we would all know of those threats, as in literally.

What threats did the Prince face? What did you say?

Also missed this, but it lacked a stamp/note to you so that's waived.

As for why now, why not now? I suppose a potent argument could be made for doing it the night before lylo, but because of cagey mod who knows when that's going to end up being.

...So you blame the mod?

Here.

..Why do you want the Prince again? Could you ponder on why two people are sent to aid you--and did you meet them before?

[webadict]

and then Jim appeared and said Prince-standing stuff, and then I woke up.

As what?

The wind between my toes? I'm not sure, all it said was that I hear someone say it, and it was carried by the wind, and I was appreciating the wind between my toes.

[Jim Groovester]

The winged ghost-prince might make sense for whoever the duck is though.

This is true, I have found that out--but sadly, it isn't fully true when you see the information behind it. I have only lied once, here.

So you're not a duck but you're the person Griffionday was looking for.

I had assumed an angel, before the Prince spoke. He spoke only one word, of that I leave Jim to say which it was unless he didn't get the note.

No, I didn't. I don't know what happened in anybody's flavor besides my own.

Now something bugs me here Jim. Why is a Goddess-type interested in the Prince?

Because he's dreamy. More specifically, he has fanciful transports of the imagination just like me.

Do you have any connections with others here?

Not that I'm aware of.

Besides the servants of the Goddess, which is something I was also not aware of until recently.

Expound on the dream.

There was no dream.

Why did you suspect Solifuge?

Because he had just tried to tie the vote and had a lurky D1.

Who woke you up?

I don't know.

Where did you fall asleep?

Well, first I was in my bed. Then I was woken up and led around the castle. I decided that while that was happening was a good time to fall asleep and dream. This is a fairly regular occurrence.

If this were true, in the generality it gives, then we would all know of those threats, as in literally.

What threats did the Prince face? What did you say?

I don't know.

...So you blame the mod?

I don't know what you're asking.

..Why do you want the Prince again?

Because he's dreamy. More specifically, he has fanciful transports of the imagination just like me.

Could you ponder on why two people are sent to aid you--and did you meet them before?

I had no idea I was the Goddess until I put two and two together, oh, just last night.

I have no idea why there's a religion based on me and I had no idea there were people from this religion here to protect me. I certainly didn't meet them ahead of time.

[Vector]

"Indeed, I was emboldened by their straightforward bravery," says the Prince.  "They sorted themselves according to common characteristics and departed for different parts of the castle to plot, acting on their own initiative, and sometimes gathering again in the great hall to discuss.  These women who I had thought so simple and so mild politely bared the gleaming teeth of their intellects."

...Mod: Can we talk to the Prince, himself. Like, right now as it seems he's observing us?

Yup.

"Horatio! Excuse my queries again, but I've to ask. Why was there a body found on the royal grounds, where nobody could alert us of? Where was the White Swan buried, and who undertook the deed of doing such? I mean, we've got guards here, yes? What were they doing? Are nightly shifts being enforced?

"Why did some girls resist the clothing changes when they entered? I'm sure you could've heard the complaints from the serving ladies and men.

"...Oh, and how was the first night for you?"

Horatio seems somewhat taken aback by the tenor of your questions.

"A body was found on the grounds because someone died there," he explains.  "The White Swan was buried beneath the rose bushes--I buried her there--because I killed her.  There are not so many guards posted here since the old king died.

". . . The Prince became somewhat lax in his valuation of his life and property, and his lands receded.

"Most of his men protect the Northern border of his kingdom, where there are constant skirmishes.  The South is quiet, and we are strong on the sea.  He does not fear his own people, and would gladly give his life for them.  However, I have ordered that guards be posted on the roads to the castle and at his bedchamber.  They patrol night and day, but they are simple men. . . skilled in protection, unacquainted with mystery.

"As for the girls, many of them wanted to protect their modesty.  They came from different parts, where our ways of dress would be seen as improper, or contradicted religious vows, or--simply from preference, it seemed.

"Now--two nights ago, I--"

He pales suddenly.

"Excuse me, miss," he says, and hurries away.

Unsatisfied with your answers, you rush off to find the Prince.  He is sitting in a heavy wooden chair not far from the proceedings, poring over a yellowed journal, which he snaps shut upon seeing you--and reflexively smiles.

"Prince!  Didn't one of us fall asleep here, three days ago?  I thought she said something."

"Oh--yes, someone did," says the Prince.  "An amusing tale.  We were taking our midday meal when her eyes fluttered shut and she dropped, face-first, into the stew.  We rushed to help her, but she did not awaken--she was clearly asleep, not merely unconscious.  And then, as she was carried from the hall to be put to bed, she mumbled:

'A-aroma liquor.'

"She had the adorable habit of talking in her sleep, it seemed.  You cannot help remembering such things.  Then, louder, beginning to tremble in her sleep, she said:

"'Death walks here.'

"And from then on she said nothing more.  The poor girl must have come from a plague-struck village or similar, I thought, but--some of the other girls seemed agitated, one began to loudly pray, and soon after I heard rumors of a danger to my person.

"I ignored them, of course," he says, smiling faintly.  "A ruler who values his life more than the trust and well-being of his subjects cannot be king."

"But you can't just throw it away!" you say.

"It belongs to me," he says, "and it is freely given."

[Tiruin]

The winged ghost-prince might make sense for whoever the duck is though.

This is true, I have found that out--but sadly, it isn't fully true when you see the information behind it. I have only lied once, here.

So you're not a duck but you're the person Griffionday was looking for.

...

I'll just say a general 'yes'. Because you don't seem to respect subtlety.

Tiruin pouts.

Well, first I was in my bed. Then I was woken up and led around the castle. I decided that while that was happening was a good time to fall asleep and dream. This is a fairly regular occurrence.

...So you fell asleep outside of your bed. Like, while being led around the castle?

If this were true, in the generality it gives, then we would all know of those threats, as in literally.

What threats did the Prince face? What did you say?

I don't know.

Are you being restricted from telling us based on dream-goddess law? What is your intent with the prince?

Please answer those two questions. Also, it was based on:
What you said here, in general.

...Do you know what split your toenail and why your feet ached? Surely at least that, you would've guessed at.

I have no idea why there's a religion based on me and I had no idea there were people from this religion here to protect me. I certainly didn't meet them ahead of time.

So you've no known connection with those people, and are basing it only that you are currently known as a dream goddess?

..Sleeping Beauty's story says she was cursed by a witch to [prick something] by [birthday] or so the story goes and that she'll only awaken when a prince of [true good]  comes and...saves her. The story is blurry because I'm unsure on what the context is.

...Or why you turned into a telepath. That's pretty cool, if I've to say so. But I'll ask one more thing on that note.

Why did you decide to claim? Were there any advantages or disadvantages you saw on that point?

PPE: Vector.

...

...

Ok I'll just post this and read that post.

[Toaster]

Jim:

Toaster, Lenglon: Are you two really here for the safety of the Prince or are you here to advance the goals of your respective flower clans?

I am indeed here for the prince.  I just like flowers getting planted, and fertilized.  And judging by my flavor, eggs getting fertilized too.


Tiruin:

Toaster, Lenglon: I believe in full doubt that you two are flower-girls. It is truly unbelievable in itself--why are flowers going to marry a Prince while whoever transformed them...did so? I'm suspecting you're both in league with each other, for that matter despite whatever sort of strange concept happens, like the..strange clan claim with its very own 'special' formatting.

This to me speaks of a rather large loophole. You both have different roles which aren't the ones you claimed. I'm really doubtful--rather, I completely denounce that notion judging from what I've seen myself.

Why are you two hiding behind, and falseclaiming? If I had two votes, I'd lay them down right here.

Can't help you there.  Everything I said is 100% truth.

[Leafsnail]

Me and webadict would've been included among those who resisted changing, due to our cursed shoes.

Female, I was experimenting (didn't go too well since I ended up cheating with a guy).

Actually no, I was a lesbian at that point, I experimented by cheating with a guy.  Lillies.  Maybe the Prince is gay.

Shaping whatnow? How so? Dreams are different from reality.

The idea is that someone is a god without really realizing it.  Thus they unintentionally cause things to happen by dreaming or otherwise thinking.

I have no idea why there's a religion based on me and I had no idea there were people from this religion here to protect me. I certainly didn't meet them ahead of time.

It's because you're a Sleeping God.  Presumably the religion is there to stop you from doing anything too world-destroying.

It's also in keeping with the other trios we know of.  NQT didn't have any idea about the flower girls, and there's absolutely nothing to suggest the musician knows anything about me or webadict.

[Tiruin]

[So let me say what's going on in my mind because I'm practically giddy and and argh]
Tiruin glanced down at her feet and wondered. The saying. It had been repeated twice as far as her memory went in the castle.

Death walks here.

Intoned once by a dying woman, allegedly connected to a Goddess. A woman with a stiletto, who had killed herself. Another spoke at that time, and talked about windows and doors, and the spirit. Why would there be notes on a spirit, if it was not that crucial of mention?

Were dreams affected by spirits? Impossible, for the Prince cannot lie. He just said so. This person is innocent. A warning.

...

"Sir Prince, may I ask what Horatio meant--and by this I mean no disrespect for I understand the worry he's under--by 'I killed her', pertaining to the death of the White Swan? What had happened to her?"

Mod: I ask the Prince a question.

Toaster

Can't help you there.  Everything I said is 100% truth.

Why does everyone have to rip up my literary curiosity with this.

It's like mazes and labyrinths. Only that everyone else is the maze. Bluh bluh bluh blargh.

..And Jim said nothing, or felt anything about flowers. here. I'm worried.

If that contends with your claim, why aren't you voting, or at least asking Jim questions on that note?

You and her and..in my memory sees you asking stuff pertaining to flowers. Ok, maybe not Lenglon, because she said multi-torso thingy, which first came off to me as something pertaining to the Indian gods--multiple appendages. But this has multiple torsos. So color me argh.

..What do you think about Lenglon, and the same question goes to her.

PPE LEafsnail
..Ok I'm blushing now.

Shaping whatnow? How so? Dreams are different from reality.

The idea is that someone is a god without really realizing it.  Thus they unintentionally cause things to happen by dreaming or otherwise thinking.

I still can't get how this is possible. I mean, that would relate to the subconscious level, and that does coincide with what Jim's sporadicalities are doing, but..nothing seems to be changed.

Or that we're all funny pawns in a game, that would be weirder.

Mod: I also ask the Prince this notion!
"And forgive my pressing, dear Prince. But my curiosity has to be given word in this matter. Are there any significant things that you did during the night of the death of the White Swan?" Tiruin asked, wondering about that book he was reading..must either be about Euclid judging by what she heard, but still.. "Oh, and that book you were just reading. Apologies for my pondering."

[Tiruin]

...Jim: "Are you fancy of any perfumes or odorous objects? Herbs or any good fragrances? Any allergies or any knowledge of getting affected by such substances?"

[Vector]

Hey, I'll come back and answer some more questions soon but I need to do some chores.

(Look at me, bein' all responsible 'n' shit)

TheWetSheep has been prodded, because he pretty much up and disappeared.  Hopefully he'll be back soon.

[Tiruin]

Hey, I'll come back and answer some more questions soon but I need to do some chores.

(Look at me, bein' all responsible 'n' shit)

TheWetSheep has been prodded, because he pretty much up and disappeared.  Hopefully he'll be back soon.

I've got exams and my mind is really a chaotic area of medical parts, parasitic knowledge and how to treat them, and then this.

It's so complicated that I'm all jumpy right now. So bleh. Take yer time, we've got till Monday.

Edit: Oh Vector. I'm now mistaking later posts to not be you. Blargh need rest.

[Jim Groovester]

...So you fell asleep outside of your bed. Like, while being led around the castle?

Yes.

Are you being restricted from telling us based on dream-goddess law?

No, I just don't know.

Also, the incident was totally just described by Vector in flavor, so look there and you'll see I don't know shit.

What is your intent with the prince?

Protect him from all threats.

...Do you know what split your toenail and why your feet ached? Surely at least that, you would've guessed at.

It's probably because I was walking around while I was sleeping, and therefore wasn't really looking where I was going.

So you've no known connection with those people, and are basing it only that you are currently known as a dream goddess?

Yes. All the pieces seem to add up to me = Goddess.

It gets a lot easier to figure out when your nightly role PM is titled Dreaming Goddess.

Why did you decide to claim? Were there any advantages or disadvantages you saw on that point?

Maybe because:

If you want to play it elegantly, I suggest thinking out of the box a little and that the forces of Good do their damndest to kill the information gap.

..And Jim said nothing, or felt anything about flowers. here. I'm worried.

Their flavor about how I appeared to them checks out. (In fact, everybody's flavor checks out.) A woman sprouting heads and stuff and a woman with thirteen torsos are both on my list.

So, if you've got an explanation for why they dreamt about that and they're not flowers, let's hear it.

...Jim: "Are you fancy of any perfumes or odorous objects? Herbs or any good fragrances? Any allergies or any knowledge of getting affected by such substances?"

No, no, also no.

Are you all out of questions yet?

It's because you're a Sleeping God.  Presumably the religion is there to stop you from doing anything too world-destroying.

It's also in keeping with the other trios we know of.  NQT didn't have any idea about the flower girls, and there's absolutely nothing to suggest the musician knows anything about me or webadict.

Maybe. Solifuge's role PM is the most revealing about this, and it describes the Goddess as the all-seeing wonder, not the all-seeing wonder who also happens to affect reality.

It's possible but I think the flavor points more towards my domain being dreams rather than potentially all things.

[Leafsnail]

I still can't get how this is possible. I mean, that would relate to the subconscious level, and that does coincide with what Jim's sporadicalities are doing, but..nothing seems to be changed.

Or that we're all funny pawns in a game, that would be weirder.

I take your point, I've been looking for something that Jim's definitely changed with his dreams and drawing a blank.  Nevertheless, I think this whole religion/goddess thing implies that Jim must be able to warp reality somehow.

[Tiruin]

[So let me say what's going on in my mind because I'm practically giddy and and argh]

"Sir Prince, may I ask what Horatio meant--and by this I mean no disrespect for I understand the worry he's under--by 'I killed her', pertaining to the death of the White Swan? What had happened to her?"

Mod: I ask the Prince a question.
[...]
Mod: I also ask the Prince this notion!
"And forgive my pressing, dear Prince. But my curiosity has to be given word in this matter. Are there any significant things that you did during the night of the death of the White Swan?" Tiruin asked, wondering about that book he was reading..must either be about Euclid judging by what she heard, but still.. "Oh, and that book you were just reading. Apologies for my pondering."

ADDENDUM (just for style points I formatted this): "And..and one last question for now, if-if that's ok. Do you know who Sigfred is?" Tiruin said at the Prince. "I heard that name before. Or Sigred. Things like that along that matter anyway..."

Jim

Also, the incident was totally just described by Vector in flavor, so look there and you'll see I don't know shit.

The only contact I got from you was in that dream. That's all.

"_{Ooooohhh~ someone swore...}" (Teehee. )

Are you all out of questions yet?

..For me? Yes, because I'm going to that one Histology class later. But there's something my intuition is punching me on, and there's something totally wrong that we're all missing, judging by recent notes.