Riddle Me This

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Who: The Contestants!
Where: A certain villa on an undisclosed island
When: May 30th-June 1st
What: Contests and Schmoozing with a chance at a prize or two
Warnings: Your usual
Status: Closed



Contestants will be able to use the Nav (regardless of when they last used it) to port over to the villa early in the morning on the 30th, though the contest won't start until mid-afternoon and carry into the evening until it's cut off for a formal dinner.

On the 31st, the schedule is much the same, mixed with a leisurely morning breakfast. Midafternoon the contest will recommence and that evening there will be a celebratory dinner out near the reflecting pool.

On the 1st, participants will be given another breakfast and will be able to wrap up what they've got going on, but will be shuffled off the island by mid-afternoon.

Contestants are able to have the run of the house and the grounds, but if they persist in trying to go beyond the terracotta walls that surround the estate, they will be disqualified and sent back to their ship.

Comments

Anji Mito

[scurveydog]

Home of once an outlaw state.
Now has come to a righteous fate.
But recent gamble and broken bet.
Spelled order and law's biggest regret.

[ridingtheclouds]

There's only one place that really matches a description like that from the islands I heard about so far. So unless there is one I have yet to read about that fits this better, I can confidently say you speak of the Corsair Kingdom.

[scurveydog]

Y-yes um... you are c-correct... [searches about his person for a tiny bell but seems to have mislaid it-- so finally says, very quietly:]

ring-a-ding.

[ridingtheclouds]

Ah, don't be so nervous my friend! You are doing a fine job as proctor of this game! -Anji laughed-

[scurveydog]

T-thank y-you. I-it's a co-condition. [wrings his hands] I-I'm not u-sed to people, e-especially [and he makes a vaguely round shape in the air with his hands]

[ridingtheclouds]

Oro? I'm not sure what that means...

[scurveydog]

A co-condition is a ci-circumstance a-a-affecting the w-way in wh-which p-people live or w-work, e-e-especially with r-regard to their s-safety or w-w-well-being.

[ridingtheclouds]

I meant your hand gesture, my friend.

[scurveydog]

O-oh! Y-you know-- [circles his hands again] Them.

[ridingtheclouds]

I find myself confused, still, my friend.

[scurveydog]

[he turns and begins to draw on a sheet of paper. After ten full minutes of frantic scratching where he covers his paper like a mad man he wordlessly shows the picture to Mr. Mito, his face redder than his hair.]

[ridingtheclouds]

... Women? Is it women that vex you? -Well that was... understandable at least. But wasn't this man's supposed master, the Dog herself, also a woman? Huh.-

Ara ara... Fear not, good fellow. We all struggle with the fairer sex from time to time.

[scurveydog]

D-don't the v-vex e-everyone?

[His mistress was indeed a woman! But she was more than that his mentor and guide and very shrill. In either case he folds up the drawing with nervous fingers]

Th-they a-re s-so ma-magnificent.

[ridingtheclouds]

Ah, indeed... There is one back home that has claimed my heart so thoroughly. She knows not what power she holds over this humble man! Even when she insults me, my love for her grows...

[scurveydog]

M-Mistress insults me f-frequently... I don't b-believe I l-love her though...

[it's a source of some consternation. There is a fine line between gratitude and love and he has yet to cross over it]

D-do you miss her?

[ridingtheclouds]

Ah, well, I guess it's mostly the way she insults me... She may have a bite, but it's like a kitten's in that it's how they show affection at times!

And... yes. I miss her. Deeply and every day. I see her in my dreams... But I know she'll be alright. She is a strong, proud woman, who could take on the whole world! We can be apart, while I discover the mysteries of this ocean covered realm.

[scurveydog]

Th-that is very sw-sweet. This h-humble Meep ho-hopes you meet her s-soon reg-gardless.

[tentatively pats Mr. Mito's shoulder in camaraderie]

[ridingtheclouds]

Maybe so... And thus humble Mito Anji wishes you luck for the rest of this game, Meep-san.

[scurveydog]

Th-thank you th-though I will n-need luck more wh-when I return.

[Mistress would be amused. It was almost as bad as when she was angry.]

L-luck to you, too, Mr. M-Mito.

[he'll move as if to extend a hand for a handshake and then think better of it, giving the man a nervous smile and a little head bob before hurrying from the room]