Shifting Sands: avante en garde

[idolpro]

You find yourselves in a tastefully-appointed stateroom with linens and upholstery in avante gold. At one side is a closet full of Victorian-era costumes and a box of props—whatever you might need to play a role.

There's a desk, and someone has left written instructions on the blotter. Maybe you should read them!

Comments

[purrrnicious]

Pff, why? They're not even actually here. We can just tell everyone we invaded them, like, yesterday and now we've annexed them.

[gigadevilbreaker]

[...


Lying??? What's lying]

Don't it mean we'll need a different blueprint though?

[purrrnicious]

Uh, why? We can just pick a different one to make peace with. The water one, sea-whatever.

[gigadevilbreaker]

Oh.

Right, roleplay..... so taking over Danse is like, our backstory.

[purrrnicious]

We could go even bigger. Maybe you dethroned that Az-demon and took over liar Hell.

[gigadevilbreaker]

Me? I'm playing some rich asshole who hates his whole family and wants to go slum with normal folk.

But I bet you'd be a natural at one of these military roles.

[purrrnicious]

Obviously. I'm the general.

[gigadevilbreaker]

So it's your legendary military campaign that crushed Danse and-- saved the other nations from them.

[purrrnicious]

I mean, you can see why that might freak out the other ones, right? Then we'd have to make peace with them.

It totally fits the narrative.

[gigadevilbreaker]

Well, I see you've totally thought this through.

[and it's not some emotional kneejerk impulse to go 'fuck danse']