Am I flagging on the touch of arrogant snot? Did I get part of the time-line wrong? Is my take on him batty? Am I over-doing the angst? Am I under-doing it? If you've anything to say about the way I play the Prince of Persia, please leave it here.

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[The recording clicks on and he speaks with only the necessary pause, as if well used to such a device.]

And what manner of horror is it this time, I wonder? Has Yugash set us amidst impending ruin, or shall Maya pluck our passion until we rage over these quiet streets?

[His voice is dry and thin with a tick of irritation. There is something ( Read more... )

[Prince's voice is unsteady. Something in the past few days has touched him, changed him. It makes his breathing uneven, his cadence rocky.]

You have failed. You sought to break us and you have failed.

[Discordia laughs, uncaring.] As you failed them, Prince.

[Quick. Sharp.] Be quiet.

Remember Farah, Prince, lying broken for your mistake.Your ( Read more... )

Konan? Konan.

[Hotly angry.]

They have taken her. They must have taken her.

No.

[His voice is bare. And then he speaks again, more rapidly.]

No, no no no. No. [He shouts, now.] Take it back!

[Someone's unsettled.]

...Konan. I trust you are well, my friend. Such... silly dreams would not---

[He clears his throat.]

I wonder if... Ihy? Are you well? My lady?

Roxas?

My lady, I, er, have something for you.

( Locked | Hackable )

Roxas? Roxas! Where are you?

Folly as I know the suggestion to be, it would likely be wise to avoid whatever... new version of carnival has arisen near the city. The most innocent thing here is a usually a trap, and I would think we had all learned our lesson with the last visitors. I would hope, at the very least ( Read more... )