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Fourth Wall Meme

It's the return of the Fourth Wall Meme, and we're opening it for the next full week!

paradisa does not allow non-members to post or comment in our main community, so we're offering this as a place to roleplay with our cast. Both character journals and personal journals are welcome, as well as doubles, original characters, AUs, whatever. Not all can be applied to the main game, but they're certainly welcome here.

Premise:
You wake up in a giant, magical castle. Everything is beautiful and the castle grants material wishes. It also provides a magic journal to every resident that allows everyone to communicate with each other like a two-way radio.

Format:
[Actions] Dialogue.

IE:
[Mickey Mouse enters the room, and sits down at the kitchen table.]

Gosh, guys, is this place ever swell!

What are you gonna do?

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Well that makes two of us.

Indeed.

[She shifts the cloak from one arm to the other.] What is your name, sir?

Troy.

[She nods once.] Good to meet you.

Not givin' me your name? Rude. [He grins]

You did not ask. [She smiles.] But I am Noirin.

Not a bad name.

[A pause.] Thank you...I think.

Heh. Well if you're wondering about the castle. I just looked around earlier, and it's safe. No need to worry about anything bad, but keep your still eyes peeled.

Now that I can thank you for with assurance. But I am not worried. I am...curious.

I'm pretty curious too, even though this place is pretty common in my line of work. Try wishing for an object.

...Alright. I wish for...

[She pauses for a long time. Noirin's not the wishful type, so she has to think something up.]

I wish for a jar of blackberry jam.

[And there it is in her hand. Her eyes widen.]

Nice, huh? I accidentally wished for some water earlier, I didn't expect one to appear in my hand. Try not to wish for too much, though.

[She holds the jar gingerly in her hand. It looks like blackberry jam, but she'd have to taste it to be sure. Does she even want to eat wished-for blackberry jam?]

...No. No, of course not. There is not much I desire that can be wished for.

Yeah? Mind if I ask what that is?

[She smiles.] It is a bit difficult to properly describe. Truthfully, it is. I do not say it to avoid it.

Fair enough.

[She shrugs. It's quite the funny gesture on her, like she doesn't do it often.]

It is how things are, sometimes.

Yeah...

[Troy nods. Yeah, the subject of fairness in life is something of a sensitive topic to him. So he'd change the subject]

Where did you wake up in this castle? I remember landing on the castle grounds.

[The concept of fairness is easier to deal with when you pretend it doesn't exist.]

Not too far. In the lobby, I suppose it is called, in one of the chairs. Do you suppose there are more like us?

I'm guessing. But where could they be? Wanna check outside?

[A single nod.] We might as well.

Good. Follow me.

[Troy gets his rifle and took the lead, walking with caution and checking every corner as they make their descent to the grand staircase, leading to the lobby where the castle's main entrance is wide open.]

Looks like someone didn't lock the door.

[Noirin follows very calmly, with a cool observance and neutral expression. The open door gives her pause, too.]

So this place is not as secure as it might seem. Or, perhaps, it is not conventionally secure.

I won't be surprised at both. But the latter seems to be more possible...

[Troy goes out of the castle through the main doors, only to see a peaceful garden in a courtyard. The peaceful scenery almost made him lower his guard, but he remains doubtful as ever]