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[queendaze]

Who: You, you, and you!
When: Day 1, evening
Where: Outside of town, a ways over there
What: A labyrinth in the form of a social bingo!

[later that day you hear that obnoxious horn sound, the one that would be sounded when they discovered a labyrinth. you follow this sound past the town and wind up at a set of stairs leading into the the ground. by these stairs is a sign reading HEAD ON IN. though you might normally be inclined to dilly dally, you're inexplicably drawn to walk down those stairs...]



[the stairs leading down to this "labyrinth" are absolutely grandeur. when you reach the foot of the steps, you become dressed to the nines in some kind of formal wear, like what you'd wear to a fancy ball... which would explain the room before you: you've stepped into a large ballroom. ballad music plays, tables line the wall, and is that a complimentary buffet table next to the wet bar? on the far back wall of this space are a pair of double doors, settled underneath an inaccessible balcony.]

My, my, my, my, m~y!

[a voice rings out from above—and an indistinguishable figure appears on that balcony, looking down at you with a hungry grin; their low voice is upbeat, but oddly smooth]

I've never had guests before! Oh, but you weren't invited... Tsk, tsk! Why, a bunch like you look like you could cause me problems... How troublesome! Oh, troublesome indeed! Still, unlike that royal kindergartener, I am actually kind enough to throw you a party! She didn't do that for you, now, did she? Hahahaha!

[they're still laughing when a bingo card materializes in your hand. between their laughter and constant chatter, they don't seem to be giving you much room to say anything. when their laughter stops, they speak again, their voice taking on a grisly tone]

If I'm going down, I want entertainment, you hear me? And there's only one way I want to go... Do you know BINGO? Must I spell it? Remind you that it's his NAME-O? Ha! You must do what you can to complete a row, or two rows, or the WHOLE CARD! If you do well, you'll earn more than just my dear palace's erasure...!

[they laugh, their laughter growing louder by the second, resonating through the spacious room—then it abruptly stops. just as quickly as that "person" appeared, they disappear, leaving behind nothing but a cloud of black smoke that quickly dissipates into thin air]

I'm watch~ing! ♫

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Comments

[swordhandled]

[ nods, then thoughtfully ]

Though I suppose if the circumstances call for it, I could become one.

[primetimehero]

Isn't Lord just a title?

[swordhandled]

Not just a title, but there's also stat benefits to becoming one!

[primetimehero]

Ooooh what stats.

[swordhandled]

Better growths in health, strength, skill and speed!

[primetimehero]

Huh.

[ rubs his chin for a second ]

Well, the way I see it, since you're wearing the outfit, you must be a Lord right now. Maybe it's like, labyrinth magic or something. Either way,

[ pulling off the crown dealie on his head and tiptoeing to put it on owain's head ]

I think this would be more appropriate on you, Lord Owain.

[swordhandled]

Ah, thank you.

[ blushing pretty hard there ./////. ]

[primetimehero]

[ lets his hands stay up, brushing against his hair, and then his cheeks. gives a wink and a grin, a little bit pink because owain is ]

That's one for me! So, ready to play a game, your majesty?

[swordhandled]

If you think you're ready for it.

[primetimehero]

Bring it on, dude.

[swordhandled]

[ quickly taking Ben's hand to lay a kiss on it ]

[primetimehero]

[ mock gasps ]

Oh my stars, how bold!

[ taking hold of his, turning it over to bare his palm, before pausing ]

How do you take off this? Is that comfortable?

[swordhandled]

It's more comfortable than you think. But it's a simple matter of undoing the straps holding the armor on.

[primetimehero]

Hmmmm.

[ looks it over with some interest ]

Mind showing me a demonstration?

[ i'm just saying ]

[swordhandled]

I certainly can.

[ holds out his arm, and turns it over to show the strap and undoes it ]

[primetimehero]

Does the rest come off like that too?

[swordhandled]

For the most part.

[ gestures at his chest piece ]

This just slides off once I have the arm armor off.

[primetimehero]

[ crosses his arms. ]

Uh huh.

[ i'm just going to keep staring at you until you get it. ]

[swordhandled]

... Oh.

Shall I demonstrate that then?

[primetimehero]

Please.

[swordhandled]

[ there's a private corner, let's go over there--------------> ]

[ and once there, he starts fumbling at pulling off his arm armor ]

[primetimehero]

[ hmm hmmm hmmm peers at it, leaning really close, because this is a really good idea, and this is definitely not going to block your vision at all ]

[swordhandled]

[ once it's all off, he's going to take a breath, undo the cape and start to lift the chest armor off

hello owain abs ]

[primetimehero]

[ THERE'S LIKE NOTHING UNDERNEATH THE ARMOR???? ]

[ wets his lips appreciatively, whistling ]

Does it get hot in there, or is that just me?

[swordhandled]

[ his undershirt got pulled up by the chest plate ]

It can be quite cooling under it.