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Alcoholics and Melancholics
Incognitoprincess
Category Story Event
Type Story
Data ID 297662

Alcoholics and Melancholics is a Sunless Skies Story Event.

Story description[ | ]

You squeeze in the back. There are rows of serious young folk before you. Poets take the stage to chart their woe at the working classes' plight. Or at least, that's what you presume from their gestures – they're inaudible over the chattering of the chattering classes. The Incognito Princess is pressed against the back wall. She ignores the rats who assemble to paw worshipfully at her feet. "I would rather be closer," she states.

Trigger conditions[ | ]

Area: Limbo
Frequency: Always (100%)

Interactions[ | ]

Actions Requirements Effects Notes
Shove them out the way!
The pen is mightier than the sword, but your elbows are surely mightier than a poet's feeble body.
    • Iron icon Iron challenge (67 for 100%)

    • Amberblue icon Something Blue = 10 [The Incognito Princess seeks 'something blue' in Worlebury-juxta-Mare]

Failed event
A muse in bloody action
You push but you only manage to distress your garments. The Princess' patience gives way and she whistles. Everyone in front of her falls to the ground; she walks over their bodies. You follow her to the front.

You look up at a poet staring into the middle distance, describing the misery of the hour-looms. Slowly, he becomes aware of the Incognito Princess, stutters, and changes tack – hailing her majesty in celestial verse. Soon another poet steps on the stage, adding her own thoughts on how extraordinarily well the Princess compares to the first day of spring. Then a third. Then a fourth...

The Princess takes a break from the attention of the poets, and turns to you. "I will meet you back on the locomotive," she says.
Successful event
A muse in action
A little burly persuasion gets you to the front. The Princess follows in your wake.

You look up at a poet staring into the middle distance, describing the misery of the hour-looms. Slowly, he becomes aware of the Incognito Princess, stutters, and changes tack – hailing her majesty in celestial verse. Soon another poet steps on the stage, adding her own thoughts on how extraordinarily well the Princess compares to the first day of spring. Then a third. Then a fourth...

The Princess takes a break from the attention of the poets, and turns to you. "I will meet you back on the locomotive," she says.
    • Amberblue icon Something Blue = 20 [[COMPLETE]The Incognito Princess found what she sought in Worlebury-juxta-Mare]

Use your connections!
You're a friend to all poets and all these poets are your friends! If they knew you were in town they'd have saved you a space.
Hurrah! It's you!
As soon as you identify yourself, a spontaneous cheer bursts out. You and the Princess are rushed through the crowd.

You look up at a poet staring into the middle distance, describing the misery of the hour-looms. Slowly, he becomes aware of the Incognito Princess, stutters, and changes tack – hailing her majesty in celestial verse. Soon another poet steps on the stage, adding her own thoughts on how extraordinarily well the Princess compares to the first day of spring. Then a third. Then a fourth...

The Princess takes a break from the attention of the poets, and turns to you. "I will meet you back on the locomotive," she says.
    • Amberblue icon Something Blue = 20 [[COMPLETE]The Incognito Princess found what she sought in Worlebury-juxta-Mare]

Impersonate the gentlefolk of the press!
Poets are addicts for coverage. Convincing them that you're critics will get you a better position.
    • Amberblue icon Something Blue = 10 [The Incognito Princess seeks 'something blue' in Worlebury-juxta-Mare]

    • Veils icon Veils challenge (67 for 100%)

Failed event
A critical miss
You locate the best dressed poet and start to explain who you write for, only to receive a laugh in reply. That magazine reviewed them abominably in the last issue! You're not getting another chance. Eventually the Princess' patience gives way and she whistles. Everyone in front of her falls to the ground and she walks over their bodies. You follow her to the front.

You look up at a poet staring into the middle distance, describing the misery of the hour-looms. Slowly, he becomes aware of the Incognito Princess, stutters, and changes tack – hailing her majesty in celestial verse. Soon another poet steps on the stage, adding her own thoughts on how extraordinarily well the Princess compares to the first day of spring. Then a third. Then a fourth...

The Princess takes a break from the attention of the poets, and turns to you. "I will meet you back on the locomotive," she says.
    • Amberblue icon Something Blue = 20 [[COMPLETE]The Incognito Princess found what she sought in Worlebury-juxta-Mare]

    • Terror icon +15 x Terror

Successful event
A critical hit
You locate the best dressed poet and explain who you write for. Her face flushes with excitement and you're hurried to a prime position.

You look up at a poet staring into the middle distance, describing the misery of the hour-looms. Slowly, he becomes aware of the Incognito Princess, stutters, and changes tack – hailing her majesty in celestial verse. Soon another poet steps on the stage, adding her own thoughts on how extraordinarily well the Princess compares to the first day of spring. Then a third. Then a fourth...

The Princess takes a break from the attention of the poets, and turns to you. "I will meet you back on the locomotive," she says.
    • Amberblue icon Something Blue = 20 [[COMPLETE]The Incognito Princess found what she sought in Worlebury-juxta-Mare]

Wait for just one more
No, you're not going home yet. Let's see what the princess is up to.
    • Amberblue icon Something Blue = 20 [[COMPLETE]The Incognito Princess found what she sought in Worlebury-juxta-Mare]

One too many
You push back into the public house, to see every poet in the room hailing the Incognito Princess, trying to find couplets to exactly chart the bounds of her perfection.

"Not so blue now, my sad rhymers!" she says, waving encouragingly at the poets, "You can find the words. If not English, perhaps words more celestial?" After a brief moment, they find a language whose shapes sound ill-fitted for a human palette. They rush on, joyously.

One poet's tongue ignites. Then another. Then a third. Soon, every poet has a mouthful of flame, and still they don't stop. In the middle of the conflagration stands the Princess, beaming.

This seems to be contagious. Best run.
Leave early
That's enough of poets and princesses for now.
    • Amberblue icon Something Blue ≥ 20 [[COMPLETE]The Incognito Princess found what she sought in Worlebury-juxta-Mare]

Towards the promenade
Perhaps you've missed a famous opportunity by departing, heading towards the promenade and more civilised citizens? Perhaps this will be a legendary evening, and the true flowering of a movement? Perhaps in years to come, friends would offer snuff and brandy to encourage you to talk about that time when poetry was alive and new?

Perhaps.

When you walk away you can't help but note that the raised voices sound less like cheers and more like anguished screams.


Links[ | ]

Links In[ | ]

Worlebury ambience Worlebury-juxta-Mare

Links Out[ | ]

Worlebury ambience Worlebury-juxta-Mare


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