Mistress Joli, Conductor of the Cacophony says, "Whatever, I'm starting."

Feyrll pets Squibbles, a small rex hamster ingratiatingly.
Squibbles, a small rex hamster laughs joyously.

Flowing script appears in the middle of the room, proclaiming: "The Birth of Squibbles, a short
comedic piece." colored violet

Melody of the Moon, Linwe Mes'ard, Keeper of Cadence says, "Well, well... I'm a bard and I'm here."
Linwe's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

Vanatul plays a viola and directs the harmonious notes towards himself.
Vanatul flushes with a healthy pink glow
Verithrax closes his eyes and bows his head.

The words fade away as more appear to take their place, "This play is brought to you by the
Cacophony. Donations are always welcome." colored violet

Apprentice Feyrll, Disciple of Klaymech starts momentarily as Squibbles growls at the mention of
his name.

Below it, a a few letters in a different hand and smaller size appear: "This is not really a play.
More of a light show to prove people wrong when they say they can have plays with a single actor
and illusions." colored violet

Athana arrives in a cone of sparkling light.

The visage of Squibbles appears before the audience, his huge fangs and red eyes staring out of his
small head. colored yellow

Ryanne arrives in a cone of sparkling light.
The song that Ryanne was performing fades away.
Ryanne inclines her head politely to those around her.

"Eep!", Nephren screams in fright.

Verithrax flashes Ryanne a joyous smile.

Apprentice Feyrll, Disciple of Klaymech holds Squibbles back as it challenges this newcomer to his
domain.

A soft spoken voice can be heard in your mind, "This is the story about how the dreaded Squibbles
came to be. Do not worry for he should not attack the audience unless provoked." colored teal

Finger extended, Doman pokes Squibbles, a small rex hamster.

Apprentice Feyrll, Disciple of Klaymech mutters, "Bloody provoked ...ht now."

Doman shifts his eyes suspiciously from side to side.

The voice whispers in a small, pitiful voice, "This may all be false, in fact, as a certain person
didn't feel like giving us the proper story, so we have to make up what people assume would make a
tiny little hamster want to kill people." colored teal

The voice speaks again, his voice a tad louder this time, "You see, popular sources believe that in
most situations if one is treated badly they will sooner or later lash out at the general populace.
This is one theory behind why Squibbles is so much different then regular hamsters." colored teal

A faint laughter fills the room before the voice speaks again, "But it could also be because
Squibbles was sometimes referred to Lady Viravain's pet. I am afraid it is not in my place to say
how that might affect a small furry creature."colored teal

The image of a dewy, fallow green field sprinkled with poppies fades into view. A small, happy
little hamster stands upon it, frolicking happily, his dewy eyes almost shut by the wide smile on
his face. colored yellow
-
Suddenly, a storm approaches as Viravain, clad in a somewhat unflattering nightgown, appears upon
the land with a dark, glass-eyed gaze. She speaks, and her shrieking, high-pitched voice is almost
painful to listen to: "SQUIBBLES, my darling, where ARE YOU?"colored yellow

The poor creature twitches, and his eye starts to tic incontrollably as he runs over the fields,
looking for a place to hide. He finally settles for hiding behind a conveniently hamster-sized
rock, whimpering in abject terror.colored yellow

Viravain looks around, spreading a miopic gaze over the fields. She scratches herself absently for
a moment, and seems to spot Squibbles behind the rock. Running up to him, she grabs the trembling
thing and hits it with a resounding smack, scolding it: "Oh, Squibbles, why do you hurt mommy so?"
colored yellow

Kamilah peers about herself unscrupulously.

Daedalion looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Verithrax gives a jade vial to Mistress Joli, Conductor of the Cacophony.
Joli takes a drink from a jade vial.

The haunting voice returns to the scene, making the meadeow, Viravain, and Squibbles all fade to
nothing. It speaks: "Most of the tortures squibbles received under Viravain were, in fact, too
distasteful to talk about, and some are hard to talk about because they haven't been named yet.
Suffice to say he was a rather traumatized young hamster, but his good, pure, gentle nature kept
him from doing harm to any living creature - Especially not his mommy. Until that fateful day..."colored yellow

A sound can be heard of a man clearing his throat, "Alright, enough of that. Don't want to offend
anyone. Onwards to the other part of this theory. You know, the actual bullying part.."colored teal

An image of Squibbles sitting alone on a small rock fills the room. Suddenly a rock comes out of
no where and hits him upside the head, sending him reeling. A larger hamster climbs onto the rock
and bites Squibbles violently as he struggles to get away.colored yellow

Ciaran, Ward of the Wyrd Creases his brow, frowning miserably, and glaring at Joli.

Finger extended, Doman pokes Feyrll.

"Awwwww!" Nephren says.

Squibbles blinks one eye slowly and then the other, and begins to wander off, restrained only by
Feyrll's clutch on his tail.colored yellow

Squibbles manages to free himself from the larger hamster and flees in terror. The scene fades to
black and then brightens again, displaying the same rock and Squibbles sitting happily in the sun.
The rock is thrown, the large hamster attacks, and Squibbles flees again.colored yellow

The image of Squibbles appears again, sitting on the same rock in the same field. As the rock gets
thrown this time Squibbles turns and catches it, then hurls it directly at the larger hamster's
head, knocking it unconscious. Squibbles then proceeds to disembowel the larger hamster, ripping
out his heart and intestines, wrapping them around the hamster and choking him with it. He then
sits on his corpse squeaking happily, a sort of manically squeak, if there is such a thing.colored yellow

Once more, a deep, dramatic baritone narrates, giving off a sense of finality: "And this is why you
should never throw a rock at Squibbles. Squibbles is a vicious, evil, unpleasant, unpolite little
bastard, and he'll tear off your head at the fir-AAAGH, GET OFF ME YOU DEMON!"colored yellow

Fleshy, vaguely unpleasant sounds reverberate through the area, followed by a cry of terror and a
shrill squeaking sound; soon after, all is silent.colored yellow

Verithrax nods his head at Joli.

Courtier Verithrax, Director of Discord says, "No time for bows and cheers."

Verithrax inclines his head politely to those around him.

You see the following people here:
Ciaran, Athana, Ryanne, Linwe, Joli, Vanatul, Daedalion, Ildaudid, Feyrll, Doman, Verithrax,
Nephren, Ixion

Nephren claps his hands together merrily.

Ryanne claps her hands together merrily.

Feyrll leaves to the ether.
Squibbles, a small Rex hamster scurries out to the ether, chittering angrily.

Linwe claps her hands together merrily.

Doman claps his hands together merrily.

Joli gives Verithrax the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.

Daedalion peers about himself unscrupulously.

Athana gives up a round of applause.

Doman Silverias, Muse of the Sidereal says, "Excellent."
Doman Silverias, Muse of the Sidereal says, "I must say."
Doman Silverias, Muse of the Sidereal says, "Truely funny."

Feyrll arrives in a cone of sparkling light.
Squibbles, a small rex hamster scurries in from the ether, chittering angrily.

Mistress Joli, Conductor of the Cacophony says, "Thank you."

Psalmist Vanatul Morghulis says, "Absolute drivel."

Vanatul narrows his eyes to thin slits.

Feyrll applauds Joli heartily.

Fionn arrives in a cone of sparkling light.

Verithrax utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

Doman leaves to the ether.
Doman Silverias, Muse of the Sidereal has left the area.

Courtier Verithrax, Director of Discord says, "Lovely, isn't it?"

Ciaran, Ward of the Wyrd stands, tempting to brush off the palpable stench the play has left on
him.

Courtier Verithrax, Director of Discord says, "How humour manages to be subjective."

Ciaran stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

Mistress Joli, Conductor of the Cacophony says, "Sadly the person that I wrote it for wasn't here."

You say, "Too bad it wasn't factual."

Psalmist Vanatul Morghulis says, "Insulting our Lady is one thing."

Mistress Joli, Conductor of the Cacophony says to you, "Gorky left when I asked."

You say, "That has nothing to do with my comment."

Psalmist Vanatul Morghulis says, "Completely -failing- to insult Her is quite another."

You say, "But nice effort on iti."
You say, "It, even."

Verithrax's eyes fill with proud joy as he declaims, "Authority is made to be mocked."
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Verithrax nods his head emphatically.

Primal Echo Daedalion De'Validus, Of Dancing Flame says, "Wasnt even amuseing really."

Mistress Joli, Conductor of the Cacophony looks skeptical and says, "Wasn't made to insult."

Urazial looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Courtier Verithrax, Director of Discord says, "That too."

Psalmist Vanatul Morghulis says, "It's not the insult tha got me."

Ciaran curls his nose up and grimaces awfully.

Courtier Verithrax, Director of Discord says, "Viravain is just funnier as an old lady in a
nightgown than as a rather scary godess..."

Psalmist Vanatul Morghulis says, "It was the total absense of talent or technique."

We were bored. And suicidal. And it was really a lot funnier when we were writing it, kind of like the movie Zoolander

There, I added some color for those who don't like ixion's side comments

I made yellow orange so you can read it.

It was fun to write. Proved the point. We were having problems with someone in the guild about plays and illusions, so I made it. They didn't even come to see it though.

AND I GOT BLOODY ENEMIED! -weeps-

Can someone fix the lines? It's not very nice to read..

This is a proof of concept - It proves that trying to tell a story simply by tossing illusions at people is not particularly interesting.

Or maybe it proves that me and Joli were on crack.

It's really the Star Wars christmas special to my George Lucas, y'know?

Well, it's taken an event that stupid to motivate me to post. Yes, you got enemied Joli. I mean really- when you tinkle on an electric fence, you can't very well cry about it when you get a little shock.

That made me laugh.

I kept telling Veri, "NO EMO VIRAVAIN", so you got nightgown Viravain.

Think of Viravain in an Estarra suit.

Oh my GOD he's REAL!

FLEEEEEE!!!

Pfft. I dispute this! I think plays with one actor and illusions are doable. You just have to actually use the illusions to make a play (i.e. scenes and 'actors' and so on that you then interact with) and not just a floating story.

Vanatul wins this thread. The story wasn't factual at all, as well as insulting to a god and the mortal who possessed the hamster both before and while he was named Squibbles.

I know it's doable, but it just doesn't have the "play" feel. The writer knows exactly what's going to happen and when and so on. With actors there is that whole element of surprise.. what if someone messes up? Can they improv it? What if their wordpad thingy deletes all of their lines and they have no idea wtf they're doing?

Eh, did Joli and Verithrax ever claim this was factual?

Other than that, I would have expected to be enemied for performing that play. Especially since Gloms were invited, like a slap in their face

I was about to ask if they did that.

New enemy status low:
Joli, for composing a fictional story

Edit:Please, no mentioning how the Fascists or Communists burned books and screenplays either. I already know the historical significance, that doesn't make it any less repulsively wrong.

It was for insulting a deceased Goddess and Patron of Glomdoring.

It's not too hard to make a story without it being insulting. If I was in Glom I'd have just slain and not enemied.

Actually, no offense to Joli, but she deserved it ICly.

I mean, you've got a group of fanatically devoted Goddess worshipers, and you poke fun at their Goddess in a work of fiction. It seems pretty logical to me that you'd be branded an enemy for that. This all goes back to the IC decisions leading to IC consequences thing. I mean, there's nothing wrong IMO with deciding to poke fun of anything IC, but you'd better be willing to accept the reprocussions. Just like with raiding or jumping people or anything that happens in the game.

Edit: This is, of course, just my OOC opinion on the situation described.

So our bards are to completely ignore farce or comical works for fear of being enemied to every org?

There go my favorite types of performances.

Ah, so this is what I missed while novice training. Kudos.

It was actually for "using her Bardic arts to insult, mock, and defame Our Lady" What better reason is there? I disagree with enemying people just for attacking a single member.. but a smearing play is an attack on the Glomdoring, especially when Viravain sacrificed herself for the Forest.