Who: Everyone at the State Island Renn Faire.
When: From noon 4/29 to 11:59pm 5/2
Where: Staten Island.
Summary: Reality is temporarily broken as demonic forces accidentally make a Renn Faire very real.
Warnings: None?
Format: Whatever thou doth deign upon.
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All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling. )
"Hear ye, hear ye! King to raise taxes again! Living in great luxury as your children continue to starve!"
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"Curse you, that's loud," he muttered, voice raspy, "that damnable bell is too loud."
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"Why, of course it's loud, you! I have t get the people's attention, after all!"
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He turned toward the market and gestured to the other man to follow. "But if it would settle this dispute, I will acquire some beeswax for you, that we might both continue our individual work in peace!"
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He glanced around the market for the right booth. Ah! That looked like the beekeeper's there.
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He waltzed up to the beekeeper's booth an negotiated his way into a modest amount of wax.
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"Nay, I want not that in my ears."
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"Well, it is quite impossible for me to cease the ringing of my bell, sir. It is vital to my work!" He held the packet to the leper with a scowl. "So, you take this, or you find elsewhere to beg. I will even do you the favor of trying to avoid you throughout the day, if that will help the matter!"
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