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princess maker - avante en garde
[ 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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...What's she wanna do?
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Hey... Princess?
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Oh, sure. I know about volleyball best but I remember a few others, like...
[ Dear god if no one stops him Gold is going to spend the rest of this round explaining ALL THE SPORTS to their princess. ]
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"Which one do you like best? Volleyball, right? Let's play more of that, Papa!"
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Sure.
[ Bye guys we're playing volleyball now. ]
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I know it makes him really excited but you don't have to pretend to like volleyball if you don't care about it. If you wanna play sports or mess with dogs or ride bikes or wrestle or something, that's fine. Just figure it should be your choice.
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She looks to her and blinks a few times.
"No, it's cool. I like playing. It's kind of. . . "
Hmmmmm. Trying to think of the word.
"Exciting, to win. Right? Besides - Papa's pretty excited too, and it's really fun to see him like that."
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...That...mostly means you're a good person. And in this case it's okay, 'cause Gold's a good guy too. But some people just pretend to be good to take advantage of you. So you gotta be careful, okay?
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She laughs, pleasantly.
"Okay. I got it, Mom."