WEEK 5: CYOA (CLEMENTINE, LUP, JEANNE, ALPHINAUD)

[retellers]

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[stillnot]

What, you're not looking forward to my performance?

I even have a partner to impersonate the king. Have you seen them? I thought they went this way.

[discernments]

[ If the sword does nothing, she's just going to try to completely embed the sword into the being and then because it wants her off the horse, she's going to launch herself off the horse to try and tackle the being, grabbing onto it around its torso(?). ]

[retellers]

[ The girl frowns, and then looks around. ]

They ran that way. What kind of impersonation are you doing?

[ I love Jeanne.

The sword is now stuck in it, and then Jeanne just launches herself at it. The being tips over, hitting the ground. ]

[stillnot]

It's a surprise. I don't want to ruin the show for you.

But I do need to go find them, so...

[discernments]

[ That worked?

Jeanne is so surprised it worked that she's stunned for a second, and then she just tries to sit on its chest(?) and look down at it. At its face(?). ]

I really don't want to fight you, if I don't have to.

[ Hopefully, it doesn't launch her back into the trees again. ]

[retellers]

I'll look with you. [ The girl gives Clem a look over. ] I doubt you'll find them on your own.

[ It stares(?) back at Jeanne.

And then tries to launch her into another tree. ]

[stillnot]

Sure, that's fine with me, but... Why do you say that?

[ she starts heading in the direction the girl pointed in, but clearly welcoming the company! it's fine! ]

[discernments]

[ What happens if she tries to grab onto it so she doesn't go flying? ]

[retellers]

You seem to be acting strangely.

[ The girl just follows along, looking around.

Jeanne manages to not go flying! But it's now going to try to smash her (and it) against a tree. ]

[stillnot]

It's, uh... Just the nerves? You know, after the last feast.

[ walkin and searchin, walkin and searchin ]

[discernments]

[ i'm in tears

This is going to hurt. It's going to hurt a lot whenever they hit the tree, but she's going to try to hang on some more before reaching for the sword hilt that's helpfully sticking out somewhere. ]

[retellers]

Are you going to do something like that again?

[ The child asks Clem, who definitely knows what she supposedly did.

The hilt is still sticking out! And (rolls) Jeanne can pull it out, even if she's getting smashed against a tree as she does so. This will definitely hurt. ]

[stillnot]

That depends. Which part do you mean?

[ of course she knows what she did! it's just, there were so many things that she did? and who can say which of them it was!! ]

[discernments]

[ She winces and hisses in pain but grits her teeth. She uses the sword to pull herself up with good effort and glares at the being.

Unless the being will stop her, she's going to try to maneuver around it, so it is between her and a tree. ]

[retellers]

[ The girl pouts. ]

When you didn't listen to the king.

[ Jeanne accomplishes it! But it's going to try to follow after her. At least, it doesn't walk very fast? So there's that. ]

[stillnot]

Oh, that.

Well, of course this time I'll listen to him way better.

[discernments]

[ That's fine. That's a-okay.

Jeanne backs up a few paces before she charges forward.

You see, she wants to pin the being to a tree with the sword. ]

[retellers]

[ The girls folds her arms over her chest. ]

Are you sure about that?

[ Jeanne is so smart. She charges forward, and--well, it moves slightly, so the aim isn't as perfect as she planned, but she does manage to pin it in its side. ]

[stillnot]

Why wouldn't I be?

[discernments]

[ As long as it's pinned, that's all she needs!

Is it going to dislodge the sword? Is it safely pinned? Jeanne is going to watch because after Kano, she can't turn her back and leave without being a little more sure. Like, 20% more sure. ]

[retellers]

Because you don't recognize your king.

[ The girl is just scowling now.

And, at the same exact time, Jeanne will notice a change. The being seems to be growing in size, now reaching closer to twenty feet. It's no longer pinned to the tree, but the sword is still embedded in it. ]

[stillnot]

[ oh

uhhh

well ]

Can kings be little girls?

[discernments]

[ YES KINGS CAN BE LITTLE GIRLS CLEM

PLEASE DON'T DIE CLEM

Jeanne needs a way to figure out this connection, but she has none. They're too far apart.

Anyway, she just stares at this growth and waits to see its next move. ]

[retellers]

Well, I'm king and I'm a little girl, moron. [ She sounds so offended. ] How did you forget?

[ It bows politely at Jeanne and says it's sorry.

No, once it gets big enough, it's going to smash its hand against a tree, uprooting it and sending it flying. It turn its attention back to her. ]

[stillnot]

I... Got hit in the head?

But, uh. Now I remember.