|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 19, 2022 17:46:04 GMT -5
Idk, something to do with fish?
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 19, 2022 15:29:35 GMT -5
I'm offended that Pen didn't come and see me.
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 19, 2022 14:34:50 GMT -5
She held the ribbon in her hands, threading it through her fingers with impatience. Waiting was never one of her skills, and the heat of the day only increased her difficulty. Sweat was beading down her, pasting her dress against her skin, and her throat was growing dry and itchy. She had sequesterd herself between two trees to give herself some cover, but the little trees provided even smaller shade. As the sun travlled past and the shadows lengthed, she knew that she was running out of time. The blood oranges were well past ripe, and occasionally she would hear a soft plop as one would drop to the ground, bursting around her. Her nostrils filled with a sharpy sweet scent, sickening her stomach. She was surrounded by them, a thousand fistfuls of blood. She had been here for most of the afternoon, and her hope was fading fast. At first she had been confident he would come, but her doubts had now overtaken her. She paced in a small circle between two trees, her thoughts consuming her. She had delivered the message to him during last nights performance. She had been an actress, a part she had played many times over, being chased by a group of ballerinas, and he had been the critic in the third row. She had given the note to her associate, the doorman, and they had passed the ticket on to him. During the interval, she had recieved a reply; "Through facing fears, you have no tears, the world has dried your eyes" It was from a poem he had recited to her, inbetween these very trees. She had thought that she had understood, but now she felt she was mistaken. Perhaps he had not meant to meet her here, that she had wasted her last day in vain. Tomorrow The Prospero would set sail, and their time together would be at an end. She would go back to her life as it was before, to her husband and her children, to her mansion and her secret missions, and to VFD. She would leave all of it behind, forever. She had to. She had a responsibility. She had explained all of this to him, in her letter. The thought of it made a coy smile creep across her face. It seemed that she had a tendency to write long letters expalining why her relationships were simply never going to work out. She supposed everyone needed a hobby. Perhaps the letter was enough. She should have give it to him in person, today. But it was too late. He wasn't here. Perhaps it didn't matter, she had sworn to herself she would never see him again after today, but she had doubted herself resolve. Seeing him again, it would have only made it harder to resist temptation. Now, temptation has resisted her. Eventually, Beatrice sat between the two trees, resting her head against a trunk, and watching as the sun dissolved benearth the horizon. She plucked a few stray leaves from a branch of tree, and only then did she remember the ribbon, threaded between her finger so long ago. He had given her the ribbon a few weeks ago, when their affair had begun. He had bought it for her has a present, though she had no real sue for it. Her mother had used to tie her hair up, to keep it out of her eyes whilst developing her inventions. Daniel had remembered the story, and so the gift was more of a momento than a practical affair. She took the ribbon and tied it around a branch of the tree. She did not know if he would find it, if he would ever come here and see, it did not matter. It was for the best, that this part of the past be tied up and left behind. She had things to be getting back to.
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 19, 2022 2:47:39 GMT -5
Youre my favourite-met
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 19, 2022 2:17:57 GMT -5
2011, by Bee
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 18, 2022 14:33:48 GMT -5
2010, by Sophie
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 18, 2022 7:09:23 GMT -5
We're taking a break for the anniversary celebrations, with the next task beginning on Saturday 25th.
Yes, thats Saturday, not Sunday. I've decided to shift the start of the tasks forward a day to give people the weekend to use a bit more.
The teams are also being changed up a bit. Roxy is moving over to Team CV, and Bryan is moving to Team 1.
Countess Violet: GlitteryMisery Semblance VioletBUnfortunate (PM) Roxy
Team 1: Zortegus Anka (PM) Byran
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 18, 2022 6:55:06 GMT -5
Okay, I'm going to summarise. R., I have some concerns, very deep concerns, about your abiltiy to contribute enough towards this process as we go forward. There's no smoke without fire, and I'm getting a lot of signals about you, which is very concerning. Kit's tits kick ticks, It's not very encouraging to hear that you have ideas, but seem too content to sit back and wait for other people to make the decisions for you. In buisness, you need to make yourself heard, you can't let youreself not be to listened too. soufflé, the fact that you seem to have completely dissappeared doesn't do a lot to convince me about your contributions, and because of that.... I'm struggling to make a decision here. ... Kit's tits kick ticks, I think that I need my Apprentice to be someone who can put more responsibility for the task upon their shoulders, and I don't feel that you've done that in this task. However, You did seem to prioritise the target audience during this task, which was a key feature for me. With that in mind soufflé, it is with regret, that you're fired!!! ... Kit's tits kick ticks, I'm making you the project manager for the next task, so lets see if you can put your money where your mouth is. Now, R., I am very concerned here. I'm very, very uncertain about you continuing in this process. and with that in mind... ... you're on your final warning. I'll see you on the next task.
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 17, 2022 18:15:14 GMT -5
So I ask you remaining three : Why should you remain in the competetion, and who do you think should be fired?
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 17, 2022 17:38:58 GMT -5
Okay, well, after some deliberation I've come to a decision. Esmé's meme is meh, it seems to me that you've contributed to this task, so you're through to the next task. Kit's tits kick ticks, soufflé, R., you're still in the firing line. I am going to ask you each a few more questions before making my final decision.
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 17, 2022 11:43:58 GMT -5
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 17, 2022 3:31:12 GMT -5
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 17, 2022 2:01:09 GMT -5
Now, soufflé, Esmé's meme is meh, Kit's tits kick ticks, R.,, we're now going to head to the boardroom and discuss just that - what happened. And as for the panopticountolaf ..... Well, I'm afraid that failing to deliver anything is unforgivable, and as such, the project manager must take the responsibility. And so It is that, with regret the panopticountolaf, you're fired!! The rest of Team 1, I want each of you to tell me what your ideas were, how far they were able to progress, and why you failed to deliver. At least one more of you will still be fired.
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 16, 2022 16:37:58 GMT -5
I thought as much. Bun, I'm concerned that you think you can get through this process just on your artistic talent alone.
As such, I'm going to make you project manager for the next task.
|
|
|
Post by Isadora Is a Door on Jun 16, 2022 14:56:18 GMT -5
Right, good evening candidates. This has been a very, very dissapointing turn of events, as one team has failed to produce anything for the task. Lets take a look at Team CV's effort. Hello all, Team Countless Violets here. Quite frankly I started typing a funny little speech like last time, but an intro is a disservice because our productions speak for themselves. In honor of the 20th anniversary we present to you, 667 Dark Avenue: Darkening the Web Since 2002 Well, thats very good. I like the poster and slogan, though I have some reservations about the video. Nonetheless, Team 1 have failed to produce anything to conteract your efforts. There, Team CV are the winners, so congratulations to you and to bryan for leading you to victory. You each win the prize of a single clap, so enjoy it. CLAP. Now, before I turn my attention to Team 1, I have a question for Team CV. Who was behind the design of that poster?
|
|