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dreamcrystals2021-09-15 09:22 pm
catarou) wrote in dreamcrystals2021-09-15 09:22 pm
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Sender: Anonymous
To: Everyone
Subject: A simple fable
The recent festival has given me much to think about, particularly in the realm of gambling. If you will take the time to read on, I shall regale you with a tale that serves as an important lesson.
Once, there was a man who had been cursed by Lady Luck, for he had slighted her by allowing his pockets to become bigger than his fortune. It was a terrible curse; no matter what the man did, he felt the need to gamble day in and day out. Unfortunately, that was only one part of his curse. While the foolish gambler desperately needed to spend all of his time making bets he could not make good on, he also had terrible luck. Often, those who cared for him received messages that he required their help.
"Please, I need your help once more!" pleaded the gambler.
"I suppose it cannot be helped," replied his friends. After all, they could not allow their dear, foolish gambler to suffer. It was fortunate indeed that the gambler had such generous, kindhearted friends; they were not men who would allow someone so important to them to walk about the village in nothing but his smallclothes.
However... one day, when they arrived, they found the gambler in a precarious situation. He was locked up in a magical cage, and all he could do was meow, as if he were a cat. In fact, as they approached, they saw that he was becoming a cat! Indeed, a pair of fluffy cat ears had sprouted from his hair, and a fluffy cat tail had appeared at his backside.
"Oh dear," sighed his friends. "Well, it cannot be helped," they groaned, as the gambler started to meow loudly.
So, endeared by their gambler, the two friends worked together to break him free--both of his debts and his cat-curse. Of course, Lady Luck's curse was not so easily broken... Perhaps true love was the key?
And that brings us to our morals: Do not gamble when you know you cannot win; do not count your kittens before they are born; cherish your friends, for they will help you when all seems lost.
--Phantom
To: Everyone
Subject: A simple fable
The recent festival has given me much to think about, particularly in the realm of gambling. If you will take the time to read on, I shall regale you with a tale that serves as an important lesson.
Once, there was a man who had been cursed by Lady Luck, for he had slighted her by allowing his pockets to become bigger than his fortune. It was a terrible curse; no matter what the man did, he felt the need to gamble day in and day out. Unfortunately, that was only one part of his curse. While the foolish gambler desperately needed to spend all of his time making bets he could not make good on, he also had terrible luck. Often, those who cared for him received messages that he required their help.
"Please, I need your help once more!" pleaded the gambler.
"I suppose it cannot be helped," replied his friends. After all, they could not allow their dear, foolish gambler to suffer. It was fortunate indeed that the gambler had such generous, kindhearted friends; they were not men who would allow someone so important to them to walk about the village in nothing but his smallclothes.
However... one day, when they arrived, they found the gambler in a precarious situation. He was locked up in a magical cage, and all he could do was meow, as if he were a cat. In fact, as they approached, they saw that he was becoming a cat! Indeed, a pair of fluffy cat ears had sprouted from his hair, and a fluffy cat tail had appeared at his backside.
"Oh dear," sighed his friends. "Well, it cannot be helped," they groaned, as the gambler started to meow loudly.
So, endeared by their gambler, the two friends worked together to break him free--both of his debts and his cat-curse. Of course, Lady Luck's curse was not so easily broken... Perhaps true love was the key?
And that brings us to our morals: Do not gamble when you know you cannot win; do not count your kittens before they are born; cherish your friends, for they will help you when all seems lost.
--Phantom
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hold on
hold on
phantom]
GENTARO
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[ He's absolutely waiting for Dice to come find him. ]
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GENTARO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Nya? What is it, Dice-sama, nya? You'll disturb the nya-bors, nya.
[ The neighbors, right. ]
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[But like in Dice's defense he's speaking marginally quieter.]
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[ But he looks amused. ]
It may not have happened, but you cannot deny that it was inspired by true events.
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[Grumble.
But then he laughs.]
...did anybody buy it?
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[ He chuckles softly. ]
Most seemed to enjoy it, yes. You should be honored, Dice. You're practically a star.
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[Though maybe keeping their asses alive and put of jail won't be a full time job here...]
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[ Aside from the money bit. ]
I suppose that means you'd rather I not continue that story. A shame... the gambler eventually breaks his curse and comes into a huge fortune...