tvk | Eight Script | "He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer"

[ Wow, look at this. A new video feed starts suddenly from what it seems to be a desk. Around the device, many papers and ink can be seen, so it's correct to assume that the owner of this record is someone who has been written a lot of stuff.

Maybe that familiar voice will clear any doubts. There is a sound of some papers, as if he's organizing what he's going to read. ]

AUTHOR
'Oh, Goddess who gaze upon mine heart,
hast thy harshness know no limit?,
This mere man who found love in thine land,
dost he have to struggle so far for thy benediction?'

GODDESS
'Thou art a curious one, mine human acquaintance,
to come here and kneel for a goddess you dost not worship,
yet, here I find mine self, gracing thee with mine voice,
for an answer to thy questions.
Let it be known! What I claim as mine shall always be mine,
and he wilt do as I say, if I were to listen to his pray.'

AUTHOR
'So cold yet so kind, wilt thou ever display such act
in those pieces thee seem to like?
If a voice appears to be calm, thy will is to make them disappear,
but if their voices pleases thy ears,
then thy wish is for them to depart thine land.
If I were to say, mine dear friend, thee art known for being
such an impulsive one!'

GODDESS
'No other man has ever speak to me in such way,
I give thee such brevity and will, man of words,
yet, as I see it, thee art not different of what you once were,
am I right, puppeteer of many worlds?'

AUTHOR
'Flatter as I am, I must accept your words,
but in this stage, thy pieces are far different from mine ones,
Let us give this array a chance to prove themselves,
worthy of the praise they so deserve.'

[ Before he could continue, Shakespeare yawns a bit. It appears to be that someone has been working so hard in writing a new play that he hasn't been sleeping for a while. He glaces the rest of his papers, when he notices that the device is recording. Oh... ]

How careless am I, to have not notice my audience sooner. Mine apologizes, Prospero, and in exchange, you have been part of my new play. Ah, it seems I have lost track of time in this cage of mine. [ He lets a small chuckle out at that. ]

Will someone be so kind to explain this mere playwright what did he miss?

[ A smile, and then he politely ends the feed.

ASSUME THAT THAT PIECE OF WRITING IS AWESOME IN SHAKESPEARE LEVELS.... ]

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I left and came back.

My, such news you bring to me. I welcome you once more, pleased to see you around this place once more.

Thank you very much. I'm also pleased to see you here.

Then as a gift to welcome you here, allow me to invite you to my Theater for my new play.

I would absolutely love to come!

Marvelous, it pleases mine self to see such eagerness in the young ones!

The arts are one of my passions.

Only one of them, I suppose.

Of course. It's good to be well-rounded.

......not bad.

I thank you for your words, young one.

It's not exactly Goethe, but it's got that romantic edge to it, you know?

So, did you write that for someone here?

I must say that this is just the beginning of a play I have been working since I have arrived to this land.

Perhaps those words were written when my thoughts were in someone else. One never knows, am I right?

It's good to know you're still around and writing. Beautiful work as always.

Well, I opened up a tea house and I've made store's attic into a base for us in case we want to organize parties to do shadow hunting and such. Quite a lot has happened besides that. Many people have left but some have returned though.

Your flattery is truly welcome, mine friend.

Ah, such intriguing news you bring to me, I must say I am truly interested in the outcome of both things.

Well, I'm going to have to put up another "looking for workers" post with the sudden disappearances happening lately.

So far, the tea house is holding up just fine. Oh and everyone on this network gets a discount when they come in. I sent out a copy of the key to access the base, so I'm guessing it's probably under a large pile of mail that's accumulated.

[ hahahaha Shakespeare working in something that's not involved with writing... ]

Oh, then it will be mine pleasure to join you in a tea party once the occasion comes, if you allow this mere playwright to try your exquisite art with the tea.

I'll be looking forward to that. I hope it'll be to your liking!

With such delicate devotion your heart shows, let your skill speak by itself and rejoice our souls!

I'm bored.

[What else is new.]

You will have to forgive me for disappearing in my own world for so long, Francis. In exchange of your forgiveness, allow this mere man to do something for you today. Will you accept?

Hm, I might... Depends on what it is.

I offer an exquisite drink, a wonderful dinner as the beginning. Night is youth for both of us, right?

Oh, you know I can hardly deny that. Least of all when it's so early and here I am with nothing to do.

Splendid, splendid! I am pleased to hear you agree with this, my dear. Name the place and the hour and this mere playwright will be at your side soon.

Hm...meet me on the Hind in about an hour and a half.

[She'll get catering.]

[Whether she gets it legally or not is open to interpretation.]

It will be mine pleasure, Francis.

[ Not that.. he cares..

BUT BOYFRIENDO WILL BE THERE. ]

[And there will be a table and chairs set up on deck with a damn nice dinner and champagne all set to go, courtesy of the five-finger discount at yonder catering company.]

[ Oooh ooh Miss Francis is the best.. Shakespeare arrives on time, dressing some fancy civilian clothes. He has an appearance to keep after all. ]

Ah, how much I longed to see your face again, the one that owns my heart.

I was starting to think you'd left like everyone else. And I would never stand for that--I'd track you down and beat you over the head with your own book.

I would never dare. [ A smile, he's sincere in that. ] The mere thought of leaving you pains this heart of mine.

You're too sentimental. It may well be the death of me.

It is a weakness I possess in the end. [ A chuckle. ]

Hm~ I've noticed.

And it pleases you as well, am I right?

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