Chapter 12 -- The Greatest Tragedy

[oldspiraleyes]

Hahahahahahaha! Come, come children, gather ‘round. It’s time to tell you a story.

((OOC: Just to make sure everyone knows--unlike the other stories, this one is public! He's too disturbed to make it private. Yes, everyone knows Drossy's deep, dark secret now!))

Comments

[freakyfanboy]

*walking past the fountain on the way to the library, when he happens to see the blood-soaked man raving nearby*

...Guh....ugh! Wha....wha....WHAT?!

[oldspiraleyes]

You...you...ahahhaahah! Come here, boy, I'll tell you a story...heh...heh...!

[freakyfanboy]

A-a story?! What....?? *takes a step backwards* What are you talking about?!

[oldspiraleyes]

I can tell you all sorts of stories...*grabs his arms, staining Autor's uniform jacket red with blood* About a Princess that can never confess her love, lest she vanish. Or, or, a ghost knight, wandering without a country. Or a frog prince. Or a ghostly maiden that will take men to the land of the dead.

So many stories...wouldn't you like to hear one?

[freakyfanboy]

Princess?? Ghost knight?? No, no, it can't be...Herr...Herr Drosselmeyer?

*flenches away* Wh-WHAT'S GOING ON? WHY IS THERE SO MUCH BLOOD?

[oldspiraleyes]

Ah, you know of me? Ahahahahaha...You must be that boy! The boy on the journals...heh.

The blood? It's a curse. A curse that will never wash away. Tragic, isn't it? Heh...heh...HAHAHA!

[freakyfanboy]

A-a curse? This is another one of the curses?!

B-but there's...blood...everywhere!

[oldspiraleyes]

Yes...yes....the gods of the City mock me. But I can fight against it! I don't care how the blood drenches me, or who's blood it is, as long as my masterpiece is complete...Melpomene,youlikestories,don'tyou?Letmetellyouanother...

[freakyfanboy]

I....I.....

*pulls himself from Drosselmeyer's grasp, a look of horror on his face, and quickly turns and runs back towards the Opera House. He doesn't dare look back, but he can hear Drosselmeyer's crazed laughter ringing in his ears...*