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Upon acceptance into the game you will need to leave a comment with your character's name and canon in the subject field.

AC for The Ton is a little different than what you might normally expect. While we want to make this game casual and not go all out with a full blown activity check, in order to keep things a little more engaged and fun, once a month characters must submit an in-character journal entry. There is no lower or upper limit as to the length of this journal entry, it simply needs to cover the character's thoughts and feelings about what has taken place for them over the course of the month. Feel free to make them as flavorful as you'd like! These entries may also serve as information for Lady Pheme's scandal sheet - unless you have specified that a certain topic is off-limits in her opt-out page.

This must be done over the last seven days of the month with the deadline being 12.01 EST on the very last day of that month. Failure to do so will result in your character being swept from the game. You must check-in with your individual characters.

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I will make it right. What I was forced to do to protect him and what he's fought to become. I will make it right. That is my vow.

Dear Pheme,

You're a petty woman. I don't like or respect you.

You brought Gintoki here. His place isn't here, it's in Edo. Edo needs him. Yoshiwara needs me. Neither of us should be here.

Things are... more complicated, because you also brought Zoro here. You brought us back together again and now it's your fault I feel weird and conflicted. I want and need to go back to Yoshiwara but I don't like being apart from him. I got rid of those feelings before, when I went home from the last place. Now you've brought them back again.

I'll make you pay for that.

...

~~Anyway my mun has had a really stressful month so if you could somehow manage to lay off the bullshit that would be great.~~ Forget that bit, she writes you, so she brought this on herself. No sympathy from me.

- Tsukuyo

Dear Pheme,

Here are some useful things I learned at charm school:

- Horses are frightened of absolutely everything, including glasses, tree branches, and unexpected rocks

- Carriages are smaller than they look on the inside

- There is no way to do traditional boxing that doesn't look completely absurd

- Kendo and fencing have some crossover, but not as much as you'd think

- I am never going to investigate a mysterious carriage in the driveway again, thank you.

The nightmare was particularly exciting. Thank you for that. That's sarcasm, in case the tone is not clear.

- Detective J. Oda

Lady Pheme

I wish you had asked or requested we go to the school. I get you’re upset and embarrassed by how we acted towards your fellow god. But I think this proves that grabbing people and expecting them to act as you will won’t work out.

Or maybe I’m missing that is the point. I don’t understand you anymore than I understand my own twin.

I want to. Maybe in understanding what you’re about I can take a look and finally see his point of view. Those dreams…I forgot how in sync we used to be. I never forget home and how much they support me.

But the deeper past…I think to some degree I try to tuck it away. We were happy once. I know why it changed for Nai. But I think…

I think it’s my fault he is the way he is. If I’d been just as strong as he is. Maybe tragedy wouldn’t have happpened. I can’t help how I was. But I look back…

I will come to understand you. It’s the path to him.

- Vash The Stampede.

Edited (HTML ) 2023-05-25 14:40 (UTC)

Dear Lady Pheme,

The last month has been a trial of obstacles that were more personal in nature. Yet again, I have been found at a crossroads -- one which leads me to my desires and another to what I deserve: loneliness.

I but tasted the road of my desires and found myself punished for it. Not that I care about my own punishment, but to see Caleb so changed and suffering for what was only a stolen kiss was more violent to my wellbeing than any humiliation could have been.

Understanding that what I desire might be outside my reach, I have chosen the path I deserve, especially after witnessing the depth of Caleb Widogast's trauma. I cannot bear to risk bringing such tortures onto the man once again, I have sworn to protect and bring him happiness, not further misfortunes. Considering, it was actually fortunate that his rejection at the time was so swift and firm.

Until courting, I shall keep my lips to myself.

Sincerely,
Essek Thelyss

Edited 2023-05-25 15:05 (UTC)

Dear Pheme,

The fact that I'm able to write anything is astonishing. When I woke up two years ago, I could barely remember my own name. I had none. But I got myself one, so I suppose this can go into the same basket.

In no uncertain terms, I want to express that I hated the academy. Most of the time, I did what was asked, but it was boring for someone like ME. I thrive on meeting people and while many were there, everyone was too stressed out. You should review this isolation-learning-by-force; people don't like feeling caged and it could've ended way worse than you can imagine.

That said- where due is due, those dream things are helpful, in a way. Seeing people from a different perspective, experiencing what they did and how they felt. One reminded me why I liked being on the road so much and meeting others. It also made me question a lot of things about back home. I've seen the memory of my friends through the eyes of a third person and it feels... as if I lost part of myself somewhere there along the way. Or myself entirely.

My DEEPEST apologies if this is all too cryptic for you, but even I don't get it. I suppose when I get the answers to it, I'll update you.

Unless you decide to close us up again, then I'll be very cross with you.

Sincerely yours,
Molly

Edited 2023-05-27 09:56 (UTC)

Dear Lady Pheme,

Since my arrival, a number of things have happened: I met a man from my past who happens to be a friend's boyfriend, I found out another friend back home isn't what he says, I went to some kind of school, and I was stuck taking classes I was less than thrilled about.

I understand that fighting isn't very "ladylike" but regardless I enjoy the power and freedom it gives me. I don't have to fear walking alone at night or men at the bar getting handsy. I think the ability to fight and defend oneself is important, especially for a woman.

That's my two cents.

Sincerely,

Tifa Lockhart

Pheme,

Don't know where to begin. Where I'm from, we call drugging and throwing a guy into a vehicle to ship him off to another location a felony.

All these rules we're being held to while you have a study hall with enough riding crops to satisfy a stable. Kind of a contradiction, huh? Still, some of those classes weren't too bad. I'd even take getting thrown by that horse over some of the weirder shit that went down. Those dreams? If that was your doing, you have a crazy idea of how to motivate your hostages to play ball.

V/r,
Leon

Dear Pheme,

Your driver was admirably persistent, but not up to the task of capturing an Iron Lord. I commend his efforts. He did get close once or twice.

To add to a humble accounting of favors I did not request yet you nonetheless delivered, thank you for the opportunity to tie up one or two loose ends. Only time will tell if our reunion was a wise move. Nevertheless, I'm grateful to speak with him again.

Sincerely,

Lord Felwinter

Dear Pheme,

How are you?

Charm school was pretty weird! I still don't understand why we have to learn how to crawl with a book on our head. Is that a manners thing too? For who? I thought we weren't supposed to crawl anywhere.

I miss Zack, and I miss Tifa, Tango, and my garden, but, apart from the horrible nightmares, I guess things could be a lot worse, right? Your school is no Shinra building - even if sometimes I felt like I was there, and right back where I started.

Since I'm not home yet, I can't send flowers from my garden with this letter for you, but I'm attaching a card for my mom. I don't know if you'll send it over to her all the way in Midgar, but it's worth a shot, right? It's better if she thinks I'm still where I'm supposed to be. I don't want her to worry.

Talk to you soon!
Aerith

[ And indeed there is an additional note card enclosed addressed to Elmyra Gainsborough that reads:

Mideel is a big deal! Having an okay time on the road, love you Mom.
xox Aerith
PS Don't worry everything is fine! ]

Dear Pheme,

Not everyday a goddess calls my bluff. Thanks for the tutoring. I won't be forgetting the...hands on lessons any time soon.

Could have done without the trip down memory lane. Don't worry. I'll be more careful about picking flowers.

It's strange, the idea I'm supposed to be comfortable and put down roots. Can't say it's grown on me. But I guess I have time to find out.

Regards,
Ada Wong

Third Astral Moon, 25th Sun.
Sunny, and cool.

Dear Diary,
I am not entirely sure how I came to be here, only that I was sent to some sort of nobleman baby training school. I cannot exactly blame the Goddess Pheme for sending us here, as at first blush many of the hyur seem to be in desperate need of good manners.

Some of them even spit. Don't they know that can spread disease? Irritatingly, I do seem to be without my book, ink, and quill. Thus, I am without any of my carbuncles. I am glad to report that there have not been any changes that would require the use of them, however.

But more importantly: I CANNOT UNDERSTAND THE CURRENCY SYSTEM HERE. Did she not think of that at all when she blinked a whole star into existence? And the taxes... how do any of them handle taxes here? Something tells me I may be spending much of my time in the academic quarter, trying to figure this out. Or perhaps sending a request to Pheme herself...

In any case, I have met at least one helpful Hyur here, a man by the name of Luis. Here is hoping I meet many more helpful people as I carry on.

My butler is calling me, I must be off.

Dear Diary,

25th of May, Sunny and warm.

I must say, "the best laid plans of mice and men" has never felt so apt before. I did my best to have a proper dinner lesson with the others, but I am afraid that might of quite put egg on my face. It vexed me so dearly after I had a day or two to think about it that I very nearly wished to box the ears of every man and woman who attended with very few exceptions (such as Jonathan and Miss Gainesborough, of course).

Fights, coarse language, improprieties upon improprieties, diary!

I am not sure what I expected, but it was not that.

It was not all bad, though. Jonathan and I are properly courting. I think. I believe so. We kissed, anyway. I do not know what he quite sees when he looks at me, but he appears to be starstruck, or as if I am the moon in his very own arms. It delights me and frightens me somewhat.

I know this cannot be a dream as I have never been so vexed in a dream, so whatever remains must be truth. I was lucky in that I did not need much instruction when we were bundled along to the finishing school. At some point, I am sure I will be as a fish out of water, but for now that only seems to extend as far as the acquaintances I have met.

May God have mercy upon us all.

- Erina

Dear Someone, Not Pheme,

Tried to die, didn't work. Tried to cause enough trouble that perhaps Pheme would consider throwing myself and Astrid back to Durra... didn't work. I'm not sure what is going to work at this point, but something has to stick.

Theodosia, at least, is keeping a bit of distance from me.

I am forever angry, as Aldwin used to say. But I don't think he'd be able to keep calm here, with the people who poke and prod and nose about. But I haven't chewed anyone to bits yet, so there's that. I can leave it to Astrid, if I really mean business.

The school was something else. Tried to go to the more interesting classes, but as I am entirely too small to be considered an 'adult man' I got caught too fast for even me to escape. Annoying, but it is what it is.

Made some damned Thumos, too. Got to find a way to get rid of it as soon as I get back.

Jerky for Astrid, maybe?

- N.V.

Dear Pheme,

I cannot say I agree with you bringing me here without my initial consent, but I will readily admit that I am enjoying my stay. It has been a nice break and has allowed me to grow closer to a dear friend of mine.

I would have preferred if the magicks of this place hadn't temporarily turned me into my father however. That was not exactly pleasant.

I cannot think of anything truly of importance to report so I will leave it at that.

Yours truly,
Erichthonios

To the Lady who proclaims to be Goddess, Pheme,

I know not how you drew myself or any of my people from the Aetherial Sea, though I wish to find out. I know not why you did it exactly, though I am not sure that matters to me. I will give no allegiance to foreign gods, especially considering my role toward our own god, Zodiark. However, I will offer you my thanks for this strange reprieve from grief and sorrow that you have given me. You reunited me with Erichthonios, who is dear to me, and for that I am appreciative. Your bringing me here from my Rest means that my restored memories have come with me, and it has been hard to bear. But his presence makes it easier. Because of this kindness, if indeed we may deign to call it that, I am amenable to playing nicely with you for now.

That being said, did you intend to deter us from being together with those silly tricks at your academy? You ask us for intimacy and your rules bar us from it outside of a classroom? So funny. Needless to say, the ears of a rabbit, or even your transforming of Erichthonios into his father was hardly an obstacle.

Though my time as a student has been long, long over, I mostly enjoyed my lessons in that strange facility.

... How very interesting. I feel so many things I have not been accustomed to for many lifetimes now. I wonder what will happen next?

Curiously,
Elidibus, Emissary of the Convocation of Fourteen

Edited 2023-05-26 02:21 (UTC)

Dearest Lady Pheme, I do not know what to think of you. At first I was outraged by my arrival here. I have things that must be attended to. We all have lives waiting for us. Yet? I did not expect to meet Lord Prince Loki of Asgard. There is just something about him that made it easy to open up to him. I shan't give you details, you'll have to find those out on your own. I enjoy my friendship with Commander Rutherford as well. I'm very glad he enjoyed his gift. I suspect he and I will continue to be good friends. I do not know what magic you used at the school. I had the most strange and vivid dream and when I woke up the ring my husband made me was no longer on the "wedding finger" or however you call it here. I do not think I will move it back. I do not truly think I am ready for wedded bliss again. If you know of my life you know it has not been that long. Fine. Let the maid Thistle play her games with me. I know she is thrilled to see me courted. But please, Lady. I do not say it to anyone but the loss is real still. I need patience and time. Let me have my pub and my ale to serve. I will be open to whatever plans Thistle has for my dance card. Just do not let her send me an idiot. They do nothing for me. Cordially Yours, Inezia Harvadasher-Fletcher

Edited 2023-05-26 04:03 (UTC)

Lady Pheme I should be furious. I can deal with being asked to dress up. I can deal with classes. I'm just not sure what to do with you or this place. OR THE FACT I AM NOW A WALKING ROMANCE NOVEL TROPE. OR IN ONE. THERE IS SO MUCH GOING ON, I CAN'T EVEN. I liked it when the current Diamond and I had our friendship. She made me feel good just by being herself. Now I think she doesn't like me anymore and my feelings are a bit hurt. Then a guy who has insulted me since the masked ball back when we first got here has well, he has changed. I don't know what he is doing but at least he isn't insulting me. Altair is handsome but I won't let him make me feel bad. What was up with him deciding to rescue me from my own anxiety attack? Birdie says I shouldn't carry a knife in my dress just because I don't trust him or many other men easily. OH. I almost caused a scandal for you to enjoy. Gin is well, he's something else. A good kisser and he nearly saw things too saucy to mention by accident. I won't say no if he wants to repeat that. Maybe I'm a bit boy crazy? Ugh, but he's so handsome I might forget I'm attempting to learn how to play your game. He has dreamy eyes and I think I could trust him. Maybe. We'll see. There is one last guy in the story of my "hot girl May". Sanji. I don't even know where to start. Every time he talk I forget that I don't really trust guys with my feelings. It's hard when you know the cost of having your trust betrayed. Sanji is something else though. He's respectful of me. He flirts but I never feel pressured to give more of myself to him. When we danced in class it made me feel things I don't know how to name. I gave him my calling card. I really like him and I'm terrified of what that means. I need to trust him. I need to trust the fact he told me he would go slow for me. I need to find someone I can talk to about this. Enjoy the show? ~ Annie D.

Lady Pheme,

I'm not good at giving reports or doing journal entries or whatever. I'm not great at school, either, since I left home when I was young, so that wasn't exactly fun. Not sure it made much of a difference for me.

A few weeks ago I learned a friend of mine is saying some stuff that he shouldn't and then more stuff makes me think that I might not...

Well. I don't want to say that. No jinxing myself or something, haha.

I named my new horse Tango, though! He's pretty cool, so I'll take that.

Zack

Dear Pheme,

Whilst I have no wish to be rude to a lady, I do find you and your methods deeply unacceptable. You had no business taking Miss Pendleton or anyone else away from their homes and loved ones like this.

That said, I do find myself deeply conflicted. I am dead you see, where I am from, but I am quite sure you already know that. You seem to know everything about everyone. You have given me a second chance at life and with it, a second chance with Miss Pendleton. If she will have me.

We shared a kiss and so much more. I simply cannot get it out of my mind. It was... wrong of me to initiate such a thing. Where I came from, we were already wed. Here, we are not married, but I do plan on changing that.

I plan on asking Miss Pendleton to marry me once again.

Yours truly,

Jonathan Joestar

Lady Pheme,

As charming as this city of yours is, I do not appreciate being treated as a plaything by a capricious and elusive goddess. I have an important job to do in the Last City, and neither the time nor the patience for all of this nonsense.

I would argue that, should you demand my respect, you have heretofore done nothing to earn it. That would not be entirely true. You have reunited me with someone I believed forever lost. He is ~~more important to me than you could~~ a very good friend, and I am glad for this chance — however brief it may be — to speak with him again. There was much we left unsaid.

Thank you.

Lord Shaxx

Dear Pheme,

I didn't expect charm school when I arrived here. Never did go to school when I was younger, the ladies at the orphanage taught us all to read and write and some other lessons, but that was about it.

The way the carriage showed up and the driver was basically forcing us to go felt like some Eye of Michael ~~shit~~ stuff. Sure you're not some cult? Or running one, I guess. I went, eventually. Tried not to skip all these classes but half of them were pointless. A waste of time. Don't think this is what the schools back in Noman's Land were like, but it made me glad

I did meet some decent people here. People who've been experimented on and familiar with labs. Ain't that a trip. I know most of Conrad's experiments on sight, back in Noman's Land, 'cause most of 'em are a little fucked up, but it's not so easy to tell with me, and the people I've met here. Makes it a little easier to relax, I guess. Still not sure how much I can trust any of this, but it's not harming anyone, so it beats everything about my former job.

Dear Pheme,

I must commend you on the prompt clean-up from Poseidon's outburst last month, though I'm sure it was no trouble for you.

That being said: many of your chosen are a lively bunch, and it's been a pleasure to get to know the others you brought here- doing so has even eased some of the loneliness and nostalgia I feel for back home at times.

It's been quite a long time since I've had to concern myself with proper suppers and classes such as the ones at the charm school. However, I am unfortunately not keen on how you gathered us at the school. I hope you decide against such means in the future- that could go a long way in gaining the trust and respect of your Chosen.

Sincerely,
Sersi

Dear Lady Pheme,

I'm very honored by the compliments written in your papers, and I would love the chance to perform at the Palace someday if you see fit. I'll admit that I only truly find comfort when I'm singing or dancing. Otherwise, I'm a bit preoccupied with everything happening back home, and I worry for those I cherish.

Further, I worry that lurking in every shadow I pass is my Angel and that he's come to steal me away. I know there is nothing you can do to ease me of this fear, but I would be remiss if I did not at least make you aware of it. Everything here, at times, seems too good to be true, and I know that my fiancé back home will be delighted by many of the things I learned in your charm school to prepare me for my life as Vicomtesse de Chagny.

Sincerely yours,
Christine Daaé

Hey Pheme,

Oh. My. God. (Or should I say: Goddess?)

Honestly, I thought I was done with school a long ass time ago. So thanks for that.

Those classes? Mind-numbingly boring. I get they're kind of a thing here, and because I'm a good sport, I played along as much as I could. But that??? Was brutal. I'm just not cut out to be the fancy-ass kind of Lady you're expecting me to be. I swear you're worse than Joanne is with all of these expectations and shit.

Look. There are a lot of hot people here, so you did a great job there... and that's really the only reason I'm not hounding you for me to go home. This is a vacation to me, so like... let's keep it that way and give me WAY LESS tests, yeah?

- Maureen

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