The Tale of the Magic Mirror [video; anon by proxy]

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[A blank wall. Or a backdrop. Suddenly, the shadow of a girl with a giant bow in her hair, wearing a short skirt and puff-sleeve blouse, marches into view.]

Extra! Extra!

[And now she's holding up a frame, peering through. The shadow with the braid, B-ko, appears with clasped hands.]

Mirror mirror on the wall, please tell me how my hair looks today!

[The one with the frame, A-ko, tilts her head.]

It looks absolutely wonderful! You are surely the fairest in the land!

[B-ko pops up again, wearing a hat and trench coat. She speaks in a slightly deeper voice.]

Mirror mirror on the wall, please tell me how my outfit looks today.

[A-ko tilts her head in the opposite direction.]

It looks absolutely wonderful! You are surely the fairest in the land!

[B-ko pops up once more, this time with glasses and a mustache. She speaks in an even deeper voice.]

Mirror mirror on the wall, please tell me how my mustache looks today.

[A-ko tilts her head back the other way.]

It looks absolutely wonderful! You are surely the fairest in the land!

[B-ko pulls off her disguise, pointing an accusing finger at the mirror.]

I finally see what your game is! You'll tell anyone they're the fairest in the land, no matter who they are.

[A-ko spins the frame around and around.]

But that's the role of a magic mirror! They tell you exactly what you want to hear. Any normal glass can show you the truth!

[B-ko readies a baseball bat.]

You're the reason that guy I liked at school never asked me to the dance!

[A-ko backs away, still clutching the mirror.]

You can't break a mirror! It's seven years bad luck!

[The sound of breaking glass.]


ooc | As always, replies by the Kashira Players will be very sparse and nonsensical.

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[goryteller]

[Pause.]

It really is all right.

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[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

It's what I do for my. Friends.

[It's weird on his tongue.]

voice; private

[goryteller]

There is far more weighing me down than whatever this message means.

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[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

[His voice is strained.]

We could talk about that

voice; private

[goryteller]

Really.

voice; private

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

Yes. If you wanted that.

voice; private

[goryteller]

[Pause.]

What do you think they mean? The shadows, that is.

voice; private

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

They're targeting reflections. Mirrors. What is a reflection, but a parallel? And what is this place, if not a universe with many parallels?

voice; private

[goryteller]

[Doubtful, with some anxiety:]

But this place isn't only telling us what we want to hear. [Beat.] Unless we're talking about the Porter's astounding inability to judge an import's character when she calls on them to be heroes. In which case this message is long overdue.

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[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

There are no heroes here, Katurian. Only hypocrites, prey and those clever enough to realize.

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[goryteller]

I'm just using the Porter's words.

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[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

She misleads.

voice; private

[goryteller]

I know.

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[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

There is no saving this population, Katurian. I've tried.

voice; private

[goryteller]

[Pause. Then, trembling, accusatory:]

What is that supposed to mean?

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[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

It's fairly straightforward.

voice; private

[goryteller]

I don't know. I don't know.

Whatever it is, it'll be answered soon. I'm sure.