Barabba wrote:
>Whoa, you made a dress? Whatever, what's this plan you've been cooking?
Sigh.... Honestly, you can't believe how little people pay attention to the things you think inside your own head sometimes. You have made several dresses in your day, and even sold many of your designs to a high-end boutique, on the condition that 50% of the earnings on said dresses are paid to you in, heh, "royalties". As a result, your dress designs tend to be pretty pricey, even by high-class standards. You save your favorite designs for yourself, of course. Those are too precious for you to sell.
As for your plans for today, well, they'll be nothing short of spectacular, providing your staff decides to stop being complete DOLTS for once. However, you have absolute faith in them. They know how important today is for you. You've only been talking about it for weeks now, after all.
FlyingGiraffe wrote:
> Contemplate new legislature either requiring castle guards to wear pictures of your face overtop their head armor, or to replace their armor with mirrors in case you come across them.
You've tried both of those ideas in the past, and while they're good ideas on paper, the mirrors tend to make your guards too garish and flashy. Plus they end up blinding everybody they walk past on a sunny day. Having one of your blinded sentries fall into your gardenias and crush them to death was the last straw. As for wearing your face on their armor, you have to admit, they would be at least 100x better looking, but maybe also a bit unnerving. It wouldn't have really captured your essence to have your face plastered on a bunch of big dumb sweaty men, anyway.
FlyingGiraffe wrote:
> Alternatively, if contemplating legislature bores you or a decision cannot be properly made within the span of your attention, use >Fabric Scraps to create a stupid looking doll of Blue, for future abuse.
Ah ah ah, you mustn't stoop down to her level. Blue might resort to such behavior, but you are a proper lady, and above such petty nonsense. But, just between you and, er, you, you miiiiiight have an old doll your parents gave you when you were little, and you maaaaaybe put some old bolts of blue fabric on it, and you poooooossibly have a habit of "accidentally" kicking it into the water of your tub after your daily bath. However, you'd much rather discreetly write about her in the Verdenia Weekly newspaper. Your gossip columns are always a big hit every single week, and that obviously has nothing to do with the fact that you run the only gossip column allowed to thrive in the kingdom.
Misterme7 wrote:
Find someone who would compliment you without snickering.
Easy peasy. Watch this.
You snap your fingers and turn to look at the guards stationed in the throne room. They nervously look at each other, then one takes out a small die and tosses it onto the ground. Another guard suddenly looks very dejected before slowly walking over to you. You pretend to ignore his approach, inspecting your painted fingernails instead.
The guard kneels before you. "Yes, milady? How may I assist you?"
"Recite.", you say sweetly, still looking at your nails.
He rises to his feet with a quiet sigh, then clears his throat. "Princess Acacia, we are honored to serve in your presence. The entire kingdom is humbled by your grace, beauty, generosity, and wisdom. We are unworthy to stand before you as your loyal vassals, and we are ever in awe of the magnificent power you possess. May your glorious reign last for centuries, and may you always be known as the greatest, the most fabulous, the best." You shoot him a dirty look.
Suddenly, the guard's eyes widen as he realizes his mistake. "Oh, ahem, I mean, The Best." You give a delicate smile and return to your nails. The guard waits patiently for you to respond.
After a few seconds, you reply. ".....And?"
He looks at you confusedly. "....And, Your Highness?"
You sigh and look him dead in the eyes. "I thought I told you last week to learn another line to recite for today."
"A-another line, Your Grace?"
You're starting to lose your temper. "Yes! Another line! The one I specifically wrote for today! Don't you dare tell me you forgot it!"
The guard lets out a large gulp. "I-I apologize, Princess, I don't seem to recall-"
"Let me ask you something.", you say in a biting tone. "What is today?"
"Sunday, milady?"
"Not that, you buffoon! Today is an a very important day for me! The best day of your dear princess's life, in fact? Ringing any bells?"
"Your Excellency, I don't believe you ever-"
"Don't talk back to me! I cannot even comprehend how you could forget about today. I suggest that when you return to your post NOW, you spend some time and effort REMEMBERING. And bring me another guard." The guard hesitates for a moment, then bows and returns to his position. After more dice rolling, a second guard appears before you.
You scowl at him and tap your foot on the ground. "I do hope you'll be able to help your compatriot alleviate his egregious mistake, namely making me rather UPSET.", you snarl. "Now tell me, you do recall what's going on today, do you not?"
The second guard looks even more confused than the first. "I....wasn't aware of any major events you had planned, mistress."
You grit your teeth and tensely point toward the throne room door. "OUT!", you yell. "EVERYONE OUT. I WANT TO BE ALONE FOR A WHILE." The guards quickly exit the throne room. A loud boom echoes through the large room as the massive doors shut.
You rub your temples and let out an annoyed groan. Unbelievable. Simply incredible, really. You are surrounded by incompetency. Why do you even pay these people? This is NOT a good start to your best day ever. Maybe you should see how the rest of the castle is doing with the preparations.
What do you do next?