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[grand_finale]

WHO: Uruk, and whoever they might meet!
WHERE: The border of Aristophanes and Uruk!
OPEN/CLOSED: OPEN!
WHEN: Day 1, Afternoon-ish.

[Around the afternoon of the first day, a trio of Uruks crossed the Uruk/Aristophanes border.]

[The leader(?), a small pink-haired girl, carries a metal rod in her hand. She's flanked by a short blue-haired fellow and another woman.]

All right... let's find out what their resource is.


[OOC: Hi Aristophanes! Some Uruks coming into your territory. If anyone might feasibly be around (Aristophanes or not) they might see them, either entering or poking around.

They're doing recon, so if no one appears, they'll look around and eventually leave. (Maybe after snagging some clothes? :|a Or, the map implies they might run into the Aristophanes theater first...)

Of course if anyone else on another team could concoct a reason to be there too, that's fine too.]

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[maryhadalilgun]

[ OUT COMES THE PRIME and she is now wearing brown hot pants/blazer combo with pink trim and some really hot thigh-high boots and some great shades. ]


Well well, if it isn't the blue bloods~ What brings you to our humble district?

[grand_finale]

Oh~? The Prime herself comes out to meet us.

...Nice shades.

[maryhadalilgun]

[ cute girl!! ]


I have to say, I was pretty happy with them.

[grand_finale]

Well, since you asked so nicely, we've come to pay a little courtesy visit. "Get to know your neighbors," that sort of thing.

I'm Triumph the Loyal, a Champion. As for my companions here, you'll have to figure out their names and roles on your own.

[maryhadalilgun]

[ SHIT, TRIUMPH THE LOYAL IS A WAY COOLER NAME THAN ANYTHING WE'VE COME UP WITH YET ]

[maryhadalilgun]

[ r-r-rrecovery ]


A pleasure I'm sure, Triumph.

[grand_finale]

Naturally.

Well? What is it? Though I think I can guess.

[maryhadalilgun]

Our resource?


Well, we are a theater troupe after all.

[grand_finale]

That's the one. ...It suits you.

Hm. Do you just have them lying around...? Or do you stitch them by hand?

[maryhadalilgun]

I wonder.

[closeencounters]

[eyeing her although it's more appreciative than suspicious]

Aren't you curious about what the other territories are like?

[maryhadalilgun]

[ YEAH GURL YEAH!!! ]


Now that you mention it...!

[closeencounters]

That's why we thought we'd go exploring.

[maryhadalilgun]

And here you are.

[closeencounters]

Here we are. You can call me Queen the Beautiful.

[maryhadalilgun]

[ GOD DAMN IT THEY ARE GOOD!!! ]

[maryhadalilgun]

Charmed, Queen the Beautiful.

[closeencounters]

And what can I call you?

[sealedlips]

[ hot pants and thigh-highs... maybe judging. ]

Only a simple visit.

[maryhadalilgun]

[ EAT YOUR FUCKING HEART OUT ]



Oh?

[sealedlips]

[ no one would be jealous of those!!! ]

Yes. It's nobility's duty to set a good example, not hide away. So here we are, paying a visit. Are you going to welcome us?

[maryhadalilgun]

[ YOU ARE LITERALLY JEALOUS RIGHT NOW ]



Oh, we're more than honored that you'd come visit our humble alley.

[sealedlips]

[ NO ONE WOULD BE JEALOUS. I AM JUDGING.

canon says my fashion sense is piping and ruffles not short-shorts tyvm ]

Then I wouldn't be overstepping to ask for our host's name?

[maryhadalilgun]

[ THERE ARE RUFFLES ON THESE OK ]


Honeythorn, Prime of Aristophanes. And you would be?

[sealedlips]

[ shit ]

Chevalier the Gallant, of Uruk. It's good to know our neighbors are so accommodating.