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1. The throwing of sticks or stones or anything resembling fecal matter, while amusing and entertaining, shall not be allowed during these trials.
2. Spitting upon our worthy guests or other citizens, while understandable in some circumstances, is strictly forbidden.
3. Ye witnesses for the accused shalt use ye best Olde English whilst crafting your comments. Said wordsmithing shall earn you high points with the wenches and blokes and with me, the Sheriff of Realmsdom and bestower of gifts.
4. Each prisoner shall offer a bribe, forgive me, I mean a token of their thanks to one eloquent wordsmithing witness per day.
5. As Sheriff of Realmsdom, I shall be offering a $25 Amazon gift card and one of my e-books (winner’s choice) as reward for the most eloquent wordsmithing witness of the week.
6. HENCE, ye must comment to win!
During my reading, the witch spoke some utter nonsense about the way desires affect the
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Ye Olde Realms Trial Rules.
Prithee remember the rules lest ye find thyself sent to the stockade:
1. The throwing of sticks or stones or anything resembling fecal matter, while amusing and entertaining, shall not be allowed during these trials.
2. Spitting upon our worthy guests or other citizens, while understandable in some circumstances, is strictly forbidden.
3. Ye witnesses for the accused shalt use ye best Olde English whilst crafting your comments. Said wordsmithing shall earn you high points with the wenches and blokes and with me, the Sheriff of Realmsdom and bestower of gifts.
4. Each prisoner shall offer a bribe, forgive me, I mean a token of their thanks to one eloquent wordsmithing witness per day.
5. As Sheriff of Realmsdom, I shall be offering a $25 Amazon gift card and one of my e-books (winner’s choice) as reward for the most eloquent wordsmithing witness of the week.
6. HENCE, ye must comment to win!
Let the trials begin!
*Sheriff Mary unrolls the scroll* Here ye good people of Realmsdom. Before you stands Lady Kat Hawthorne of the shire of Ho-Hum, currently a guest of ye olde Realmsdom Stockade Brigade, courtesy of her highness, Lady Mary Pax, and overseen by me, Lady Mary, the honorable Sheriff of Realms.
One of the guards has brought forth charges, levied by none other than the Emperor himself, alleging that Lady Kat has consorted with witches, as seen in her own scribed words:
One of the guards has brought forth charges, levied by none other than the Emperor himself, alleging that Lady Kat has consorted with witches, as seen in her own scribed words:
During my reading, the witch spoke some utter nonsense about the way desires affect the
future. Of course, what she said was moronic and more than likely the result of an evening
spent with a full pipe and lack of common sense, but for someone as active-witted as I, what
she said made a strange sense. Her claim was that, if we truly believe in a thing with complete
conviction, without the slightest trace of doubt, unwaveringly, faithfully, it is possible to bring
that belief into fact.
She had no idea, of course, what she was saying, half soused and cackling like a lunatic as is
her usual custom, or so I understand. But still, disguised as it was in simpleminded gibberish, it
sparked in me the desire to know more. I found I could not ignore the concept, for my mind is
a fertile vessel forever lusting after knowledge. Simply put, I could not rest until I knew the
truth behind the claim.
And now, after some lengthy consideration, my philosophy is as follows: if a firm decision is
made within a person’s mind, that decision must indeed be real in some way. We can see
ourselves doing the decided upon thing, we can see the outcome. So how, I ask, would we be
able to see a thing if it did not exist? Perhaps it is not as obvious as an item we can pick up
and hold, but once a decision is made, the event does exist somewhere, even if it is within
another realm. I intend to find the connection between absolute decisions and their affect on
our reality.
Have ye any evidence to offer in your defense Lady Kat?
Indeed, I admit that I'd suspected there would be a trial, feebleminded time-wasters such as you are. If you care to look again at my originating statement (advice I strongly suggest you take) you will see that I said, plain as the wart on your nose, that the old toothless hag was nothing but a mindless hobo too sloppy with drink to be capable of any sort of magic (indeed, any sort of coherent thought for that matter). A witch? Absurd! That label would be a real step up for the likes of her.
The experiment I spoke of has its foundation firmly rooted in science, I assure you. I simply mean to alter a man's organic and cognitive make-up and give him powers far exceeding that of a typical mortal being―perfectly legal and nothing at all like what you've charged me with. I assure you that that crackpot of a woman who calls herself a witch had nothing to do with inventing my experiments, though I can see why she'd want to claim ownership, clever as they are. However, I don't expect someone of your subaverage calibre to understand my ideas and I'm certain that, after you've finished drooling on yourself in confusion, you will find some way to twist the truth and find me guilty. Such is the common fate of the misunderstood genius.
I say, my good people of Realmsdom, this sounds like a case where the stocks are the least of punishment deserved. However, ‘tis not up to me to determine Lady Kat’s fate this day. So what say ye? Shall she suffer a day in the stocks or shall you cut her free to tend to her experiments that she believes us too daft to comprehend? Make your wishes known in the comments.
Have ye any evidence to offer in your defense Lady Kat?
Indeed, I admit that I'd suspected there would be a trial, feebleminded time-wasters such as you are. If you care to look again at my originating statement (advice I strongly suggest you take) you will see that I said, plain as the wart on your nose, that the old toothless hag was nothing but a mindless hobo too sloppy with drink to be capable of any sort of magic (indeed, any sort of coherent thought for that matter). A witch? Absurd! That label would be a real step up for the likes of her.
The experiment I spoke of has its foundation firmly rooted in science, I assure you. I simply mean to alter a man's organic and cognitive make-up and give him powers far exceeding that of a typical mortal being―perfectly legal and nothing at all like what you've charged me with. I assure you that that crackpot of a woman who calls herself a witch had nothing to do with inventing my experiments, though I can see why she'd want to claim ownership, clever as they are. However, I don't expect someone of your subaverage calibre to understand my ideas and I'm certain that, after you've finished drooling on yourself in confusion, you will find some way to twist the truth and find me guilty. Such is the common fate of the misunderstood genius.
I say, my good people of Realmsdom, this sounds like a case where the stocks are the least of punishment deserved. However, ‘tis not up to me to determine Lady Kat’s fate this day. So what say ye? Shall she suffer a day in the stocks or shall you cut her free to tend to her experiments that she believes us too daft to comprehend? Make your wishes known in the comments.
If’n you wish to learn more of Lady Kat’s experiments and her dealings with said witch, you should peruse the pages of THE ODDITY.
Her words be elegant, indeed, yet I fear she is guilty. Huzzah!
ReplyDeleteHuzzah and well met, Lady Mary!!
DeleteI shall marketh a check under guilty and raise a cup of grog to ye!
Huzzah!!
With that attitude - keep her in the stocks!
ReplyDeleteAye aye! I shall cast another vote for her guilt.
DeleteThank thee, Lady L. Diane.
Huzzah, to both of the lovely lady Marys and Lady L. Diane. Perhaps t'is best to release Lady Kat from the stocks, this day, Sherriff Mary. Evil or misunderstood genius or no, I fear Lady Kat may turn her ire against the realm if angered further. Vote for leniency (out of ignorance and fear) :/
ReplyDeleteHuzzah and well met, Lady HK. I shall cast thine vote for release. *crosses self* May the Lady Kat's ire not be turned upon us. Grog to all!
DeleteDarn, I'll have to find something else to throw. No fair. And in the stocks she shall remain. Until I'm able to through my poo like a monkey.
ReplyDeleteHuzzah, Sir Stephen. I thank thee for avoiding the throwing of poo. Mayhap the throwing of words would suffice? I shall cast your vote for confinement.
DeleteMethinks her dabblings in science is worse than sorcery!
ReplyDeleteAye, Cherie. Methinks you may be right!
DeleteAye her guilt is writer all over her face, but for a price I shall plan the rescue and escape😉💜 Cassandra Webb
ReplyDeleteI believe thou couldst plan a mighty rescue, Lady Cas.
DeleteCongratulations and mighty huzzah's to the Lady HK, winner of a copy of THE ODDITY.
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