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"The Fat Lady Sings" by herdygerdy
The curtain raised on a scene of destruction. Castles lay in ruins, the farmlands around them aflame and billowing out smoke that blotted out the sun. Most of the audience hadn’t seen a production from this troupe before, but if they had, they would agree that the artist in the props department had really outdone themselves this time.
From stage left, a figure clad in the purple armour of the Citadel entered, moving stiffly from a mixture of good acting and resistance in the painted cardboard that made up his costume. An elaborate mask that exaggerated the features of a Darigan Eyrie to the point where his head plumage looked like purple flames obscured the Neopet’s true species, the only feature that could be seen were his eyes, to which heavy red makeup had been applied to try and make him look demonic in nature. The would-be Eyrie let out a dramatic cackle and drew a sword.
“It is done!” he declared to the boos of the crowd.
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