Entry tags:
princess maker - Taisho Roman Revolution
[ When you insert the key and open the door, you'll find the room inside looks like the living room of a mansion. There are several doors, but one in particular stands out to you: it is ornately decorated, the very door's wood itself carved beautifully with gold etched in to make luxurious patterns depicting what looks like the sky and the wind blowing through the grasslands. Though the door is closed, you can see through it—as if it's somewhat transparent.
The room is painted baby blue and a gold-plated cradle sits in the room. Inside, a baby cries - high pitched and noisy, though immediately a nurse comes in to rock the child back to sleep. ]
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[ Slowly, the scene changes, fading in and out with various silent scenes—the baby sits up, trying to climb out of her cradle; a little toddler dressed prettily with expensive clothes beams pleasantly; a tantrum, thrown by the little girl who's distressed; the little girl holding a puppy, pleased as punch; then the wall becomes opaque. ]
[ In the middle of the open doorway, a young girl the age of 10 sits on a chair, smiling at you. a golden retriever is curled up beside her.
This is your little girl. you couldn't help spoiling her, honestly - after all, she's a noble too, and she should like to become a princess as well. She deserves it! But you also know, with how your history's gone, she's going to have to work to get to the top. Still, you have faith in her - she's your girl, after all. ]
The room is painted baby blue and a gold-plated cradle sits in the room. Inside, a baby cries - high pitched and noisy, though immediately a nurse comes in to rock the child back to sleep. ]
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[ Slowly, the scene changes, fading in and out with various silent scenes—the baby sits up, trying to climb out of her cradle; a little toddler dressed prettily with expensive clothes beams pleasantly; a tantrum, thrown by the little girl who's distressed; the little girl holding a puppy, pleased as punch; then the wall becomes opaque. ]
[ In the middle of the open doorway, a young girl the age of 10 sits on a chair, smiling at you. a golden retriever is curled up beside her.
This is your little girl. you couldn't help spoiling her, honestly - after all, she's a noble too, and she should like to become a princess as well. She deserves it! But you also know, with how your history's gone, she's going to have to work to get to the top. Still, you have faith in her - she's your girl, after all. ]

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CHARGING AFTER HER ]
Young lady, you will not have a word before I do!
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Yes! Samira, come back here!
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ARE THERE ANY DOORS CLOSED IN THE AREA IN HER PATH, because he will doubletake them open to slow her down or if there are open gates in her way doubletake CLOSE THEM ]
Listen to me when you are spoken to!
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you're heroes ]
Fuck!
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[ He's going to take away her hammer while she's down ]
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[ she sits up after getting over her daze, cupping her face. yeah that's sure a broken nose ]
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This show of temper does not have to define you, even if this violence dwells within your breast.
[ Reaching out gingerly, and then pulling out a black lace handkerchief for her. ]
Use this to stem the blood for now.
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[ she takes the handkerchief and presses it to her nose, staying silent. ]
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Let's go home and see to that.
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And besides, they can be set straight later. This should be dealt with now, and between you and the workshop, you're more important.
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S-Samira, can you stand? We need to get you to a doctor, now!
[here, trying to help her get up]
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I have to make them pay!
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Samira, are you all right?
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If you can stand, do so. We must get your nose treated.
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