History Pantheon / BookOfTrope

31st Jan '16 5:00:12 PM Eldrake
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--> '''Mark:''' ''No, just less guilty I suppose. Are you going to kill me? Send me to the Disgraces?''

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--> '''Mark:''' ''No, just less guilty I suppose. Are you going to kill me? Send me to the Disgraces?''me?''



-->'''Celes:''' (pissed off mode) ''THAT MEANS YOU'RE BETTER OFF LYING AMONGST THE WORMS OF DISGRACES!!''

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-->'''Celes:''' (pissed off mode) ''THAT MEANS YOU'RE BETTER OFF LYING AMONGST THE WORMS OF DISGRACES!!''
WORMS!!''
31st Jan '16 4:59:12 PM Eldrake
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* Pantheon/OperationAxeToTheFace



''The Prophecy of Operation: Axe To The Face''

This prophecy was found nailed to the wall of the Main House door one morning, possibly with a sledgehammer:

->''Beware, gods of {{trope}} and [[{{Fiction}} tale]]''
->''The Disgraced [[{{Transformers}} seek their revenge]] [[RevengeFic on you]]''
->''They're [[MarySue better in every way without fail]]''
->''[[MartyStu Stronger]], [[LeeroyJenkins braver]], [[SoBeautifulItsACurse prettier]] [[PropheciesRhymeAllTheTime too]].''

->''[[TokyoMewMew Bunnygirl]] [[EvilLaugh laughs]] and [[Literature/InheritanceCycle dragon roars]]''
->''As the doors of the Main House crumble and fall''
->''We'll take what's ours, by extreme force''
->''As we show you, we'll show them all!''

->''The [[ThirteenIsUnlucky Thirteen Knights]] will lead our charge''
->''As [[TheHecateSisters mages three]] summon storms and gloom''
->''Your defenses nulled by a [[{{Technobabble}} proton discharge]]''
->''Helpless you are to [[ChewingTheScenery WITNESS YOUR]] [[DoomyDoomsOfDoom DOOM]]!!!''

->''[[ToBeContinued What happens next]]... [[CliffHanger you'll find out soon]]''
->''[[BreakingTheFourthWall When I write it]], [[CaptainObvious you will know]]''
->''[[LampshadeHanging You'll probably win]], maybe gain a great boon''
->''For our greatest enemy is [[StatusQuoIsGod the status quo]].''

Forensic examination found an [[AuthorAppeal empty can of Pepsi Max]], [[PetTheDog a donation to the Guide Dog box]], and a hobo trying to eat the can and the dog-shaped moneybox. The results are inconclusive. [[Pantheon/{{Justice}} Briscoe]] said "[[QuipToBlack We'll find out next time]]".

to:

''The Prophecy of Operation: Axe To The Face''

This prophecy was found nailed to the wall of the Main House door one morning, possibly with a sledgehammer:

->''Beware, gods of {{trope}} and [[{{Fiction}} tale]]''
->''The Disgraced [[{{Transformers}} seek their revenge]] [[RevengeFic on you]]''
->''They're [[MarySue better in every way without fail]]''
->''[[MartyStu Stronger]], [[LeeroyJenkins braver]], [[SoBeautifulItsACurse prettier]] [[PropheciesRhymeAllTheTime too]].''

->''[[TokyoMewMew Bunnygirl]] [[EvilLaugh laughs]] and [[Literature/InheritanceCycle dragon roars]]''
->''As the doors of the Main House crumble and fall''
->''We'll take what's ours, by extreme force''
->''As we show you, we'll show them all!''

->''The [[ThirteenIsUnlucky Thirteen Knights]] will lead our charge''
->''As [[TheHecateSisters mages three]] summon storms and gloom''
->''Your defenses nulled by a [[{{Technobabble}} proton discharge]]''
->''Helpless you are to [[ChewingTheScenery WITNESS YOUR]] [[DoomyDoomsOfDoom DOOM]]!!!''

->''[[ToBeContinued What happens next]]... [[CliffHanger you'll find out soon]]''
->''[[BreakingTheFourthWall When I write it]], [[CaptainObvious you will know]]''
->''[[LampshadeHanging You'll probably win]], maybe gain a great boon''
->''For our greatest enemy is [[StatusQuoIsGod the status quo]].''

Forensic examination found an [[AuthorAppeal empty can of Pepsi Max]], [[PetTheDog a donation to the Guide Dog box]], and a hobo trying to eat the can and the dog-shaped moneybox. The results are inconclusive. [[Pantheon/{{Justice}} Briscoe]] said "[[QuipToBlack We'll find out next time]]".



See '''Pantheon/OperationAxeToTheFace'''



!'''Tales of the Disgraces'''

!!The Choosing of the Court Tailor
Berii woke to the sun upon her face. The sun always shone down into her room at dawn, unmarred by any cloud. She stirred, and sat up in bed, clutching the silken sheets to her, and yawning. She got out of bed, looking as perfect as if she had just been to the spa, and went to the balcony outside of her palace room to look out upon her kingdom.
It was a strange patchwork of many different societies, each modeled upon what the ruling deity deemed perfect, but the main City of the Disgraces shone in the morning sun... or at least, the places where the sun shone. In the Archmage's Sector, it was clouded over, and raining and snowing at the same time. This was how the Archmage liked it, and to each her own. But in Berii's sector, in the center, the sun always shone, and there were never clouds. During the night, the moon was always full. That was what she thought perfect, and as she thought it, so it was.
A tinkling bell interrupted Berii's enjoyment of her realms. The bell served to show her that it was time for her to get ready for her morning routine, and the meeting of the Court of Perfection. Berii went back inside and closed the door to the balcony. She then crossed over to the wall next to her bed, and touched a picture of her symbol, the Love Berry Rod (the original of which was kept from her in the Vault). Immediately, maids in plain long sleeveless white dresses from the Church of Canon Sues, of which Berii was Goddess, appeared, and bowed low. These did not need any instructions on what to do. They had been doing this for a long time, and in fact had sacrificed their true identities to better serve the Church, becoming simply Mary and Sue. Mary was a blonde with baby-blue eyes and delicate features, and Sue was a redhead with a more bold look to her. Mary took off her nightclothes, and carried them off to be given away to the populace, as Berii never wore the same clothes twice, while Sue selected suitable day-wear for her God-Queen.
The one she finally chose was a long gown with hanging sleeves, in purple with little star-like glints, the color of the Mary Suetopian Royalty. It was heavily embroidered in gold, and there were gems in the best places for such things. It was as perfect as Berii herself. Sue dressed Berii in it, and then, in front of a mirror in the corner, did up her hair in a way that complemented her dress and character, but it was Berii herself who placed the Crown of Mary Suetopia on her head.
Berii then got up, and went to the throne room, where would be meeting the Court of Perfection. Attended by Sue and a returned Mary, Berii made her way through the winding corridors of the Palace of Mary Suetopia, through hallways made of such materials as gold, diamond, pastiches of different kinds of gems, silk, unmelting ice, and silver, with beautiful patterns in whatever material it was. Servants from the Church of Canon Sues and the Church of Marty Stus quietly moved around, doing whatever tasks were needed. Berii paid no mind to the sumptuous decorations, for she had seen them all before, and in fact, they were starting to get a little old, and the only thought that she spared her surroundings was that maybe it was time for a renovation. Berii moved quickly and soon arrived at the great golden doors to the throne room, where she halted. In place of doorknobs, on one side of the door was emblazoned with her symbol, and the other with the novel Twilight, symbol of her king, Edward Cullen, God of Marty Stus. A hand placed on the appropriate symbol would show who you wished to see, and you would be granted an audience depending if that person happened to be holding court.
Berii placed her hand upon the symbol that represented her, and for her, the doors swung open.

Berii proceeded towards her throne, the Throne of the Queen of Mary-Suetopia. It was, like the currently-empty Throne of the King of Mary-Suetopia, made out of Mithril, the true silver from the continuity of Lord of the Rings. It served to remind all subjects of the King and Queen's connection to something greater, to things rare beyond compare. Mithril was an outlawed substance in the land of the Disgraces for just this reason. Berii took her place on the throne, and settled on the royal purple cushions that made the metal throne far more comfortable to sit on, and let the court commence. Immediately, she was approached by the Archmage of Suetopia, Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way. Ebony was one of the very few Disgraces from the fandom of Harry Potter, and thus, one of their only mages. She gained her place through her introductory fanfic, which was so awful that nobody knew how her name was truly spelled, as not even her author could spell it right. Its quality was so terrible that she was immediately catapulted, without going to the main Trope Pantheons first, into the Disgraces as Goddess of Black Hole Sues. Enoby was a rather legendary figure in the Pantheons of the Disgraced, and she had a complaint for Berii:
“Tehre's dis grl, a cothsmkre, nd seh's makng tihs ew prep sytl, nad its atactng ma fulwers, trning tehm nto posers. Put a sotp to it, Beri!”
Which, translated from Evony-speak, was “There's this girl, a clothes-maker, and she's making this new prep style, and it's attracting my followers, turning them into posers. Put a stop to it, Berii!”
Enony was not known for her spelling, and she somehow managed to speak in spelling errors. She was also a 'goff', which pretty much translated into 'wears black, hates 'preps', is depressed and often suicidal, and does drugs'. Berii herself did not approve, but Ebondy was their most powerful magic user, and she was quite the Sue, and a true member of the Court of Perfection... going by Tara's view of 'perfect'.
While Berii did not like TaEbory, the clothes-maker she mentioned was worth looking into. Berii herself was a preppy girl, and this clothes-maker seemed to be good. She waved Egogy away, ignoring the Archmage's protests. There were a few others who had come to see the Queen, but they could wait. Most of their complaints were petty anyways. With a small sigh and a shake of her head, Berii reflected that the point of Mary Sue was that she was better than everyone else. While Berii knew that this was true of her, due to it being canon, and her being the queen of all Mary Sues, everyone else thought so too, and thus could not get along, and trying to do so was like putting a square peg in a hole that didn't exist yet, and the only thing you could make were round holes. Thus, any unifying factor would have to be pounced on immediately. If each of the court could be forced to wear clothes from one tailor, this might produce a higher sense of equality. Admittedly, not that much, but all was needed.

She beckoned to Mary and Sue, and set off to the markets of the City of the Disgraced. Once out of the palace, the city, though bright and utopian, was rather empty. The servants, chosen from the devoted of each deity's church, stayed out of the way unless it was very early, which was the time they went shopping for such things as incenses to burn at the altar of their patron god, sacrifices, and things to make their temples even more beautiful than they were before, and so such. They also did shopping for their deities, but this wasn't as common. It was past the time when they would be out, and the [=NPCs=] made with a combination of the gods' power and the malleable nature of reality in the Disgraced Lands were not much in the market, being simply there to sell goods not sold by gods or their followers. Or course, some gods made a lot of [=NPCs=] to fill their territories, one such god being Ebondy Dark'ness Dementia TARA Way, the goffik vampire Archmage. This would usually not have been much of a problem, except Eboby's city territory was directly in the way of the marketplace, and due to Enopby's telepathic powers, every NPC in her part of the city knew about how Berii had brushed Tara off. And, since Tata was very short on imagination (taking after her Suethor in that respect), they were all clones of her. Thus, the Queen of Mary Suetopia had to endure jeers, nigh-incomprehensible insults to her and all preps, and something about how she liked chewing things in public. This mystified Berii, as she didn't have that habit. There were also a few shouts of “Crookshanks!”, which, as far as Berii could remember, was the name of Hermione's cat. Of course, after time spent with some of the disgraces, you tend to get very good at ignoring things, and Berii was a ignorance champ. She managed to make it through the Archmage's District with most of her sanity intact, and only a moderate headache, and emerged soon into the main point of her journey, the Marketplace.

It was rather loud for the few people who were there, with [=NPCs=] and a few Devotees to the Churches of the Disgraced, but Berii used her stupendous powers of ignoring people to focus on something else. She was looking for a girl who sold clothes, likely of a high quality. She tried to keep this on high priority, but due to a combination of concentration being no longer necessary for sanity, and the fluctuation of a Sue personality, she got distracted by some of the products for sale, and she sent Mary and Sue out to get some things for her. There were so many good things at the market, that Berii decided to relish this chance, and tour the market, but after she'd found her target.
Near the entrance to Temple Street, where were the shrines of the Disgraced Gods that had no territory to call their own, she found her girl. The merchant was a young woman, brunette and brown eyed, and very pretty. She was wearing a long, simple, white silk dress with golden triforce symbols embroidered on the neck and edges. Some of her work was on display. It was well detailed and very pretty, although it would be considered extremely preppy by the standards of somebody like Enobby. Berii was impressed. She recalled Mary and Sue to her, and struck up a chat with the girl at the booth.

“Hi, I'm Berii, goddess of Canon Sues, who are you?” she asked.
The merchant answered: “I'm Jenna Silverblade, and I'm the goddess of Relationship Sues. My temple is down there on, well, Temple street, third on the left, as I don't have a high position that allows for territory, though I have a lot of followers. I'm just a merchant of clothes right now.”
She said it with a nonchalance that told Berii that she thought that her Sue Influence would be enough to take on the Queen of Mary Suetopia. She might be trouble, but judging on her demeanor, she would be more of an asset to the court than a liability. Oh, such decisions! Being queen of the Disgraces was such a hard job. Berii, however, in the time between when she was banished and now had adapted considerably to the position and so she soldiered on, because the job needed to be done, for the good of all Disgraces and the humiliation of the Trope Pantheons, who had thrown them out. So, she asked Jenna: “I love your work, and would like to buy it. It's the most beautiful stuff I've ever seen, and you seem to be very good at what you do. So, I have an offer for you. Would you like a position in the Court of Perfection as Royal Tailor? You would have full privileges as a Court Lady, along with your own districts to go with your new position, and all you'd have to do is sew for the court.”
Jenna wasted no time taking Berii up on this offer. “Yes, yes, I would,” she nearly yelled with excitement. Berii nodded, and then left her to pack up her things and then head back to the Pantheon. Berii continued her marketplace tour, picking up along the way a few choice things she wanted for herself, plus pretty trinkets to appease the sues of her court. When her shopping was finished, she called for her maids and left the market, and returned to her throne.
This time she did not come by a inside door. She came by the outer door to the throne room, which was three stories tall and made to impress. It was intricately carved with the symbols of all of the Disgraced Trope Gods, with the center being a huge image of her and Edwards' symbols. And of course, laid into a tile pattern before it was, on the left side, Edward's symbol, and on the right, hers. She stepped onto the pattern of her symbol, and then, dramatic magic happened.

A beautiful aura of the brightest pink surrounded Berii and lifted her into the air. As she threw her arms outward, the humongous doors swung open, and as they did, Berii transformed into her Mew form. A cat tail poked out from under her fluffy dress, and bunny ears grew from the top of her head. The pink aura gently set her down in front of the Throne Room. She then processed up to her throne, and sat there, making sure her tail was in a comfortable position. Mary and Sue took up their positions behind the throne, and the Court of Perfection was ready to meet. Berii endured the requests and chatter from the Sues of the Court, looking forward to the time when Jenna would arrive. When she finally did, arriving the same way as Berii, though not transforming into Mew form, as she had none, Berii rose from her throne, and went to greet her, taking her hand and processing with her up to right before the throne, and then Berii turned and adressed the Court:
“Sues and Stus, I have, on today's market tour, discovered one who creates clothes worthy of the perfect, and is also a Sue worthy of the Court. May I present to you our new Court Tailor, Jenna Silverblade!”

There was hush for a few moments in the court. And then Ibory shouldered her way to the front of the crowd, and yelled: “U pt A preip in cahrge of making al ur clotths?"
Berii sighed and facepalmed. Just a usual day at the court.

----


'''Tales of The Fallen'''

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!'''Tales of the Disgraces'''

!!The Choosing of the Court Tailor
Berii woke to the sun upon her face. The sun always shone down into her room at dawn, unmarred by any cloud. She stirred, and sat up in bed, clutching the silken sheets to her, and yawning. She got out of bed, looking as perfect as if she had just been to the spa, and went to the balcony outside of her palace room to look out upon her kingdom.
It was a strange patchwork of many different societies, each modeled upon what the ruling deity deemed perfect, but the main City of the Disgraces shone in the morning sun... or at least, the places where the sun shone. In the Archmage's Sector, it was clouded over, and raining and snowing at the same time. This was how the Archmage liked it, and to each her own. But in Berii's sector, in the center, the sun always shone, and there were never clouds. During the night, the moon was always full. That was what she thought perfect, and as she thought it, so it was.
A tinkling bell interrupted Berii's enjoyment of her realms. The bell served to show her that it was time for her to get ready for her morning routine, and the meeting of the Court of Perfection. Berii went back inside and closed the door to the balcony. She then crossed over to the wall next to her bed, and touched a picture of her symbol, the Love Berry Rod (the original of which was kept from her in the Vault). Immediately, maids in plain long sleeveless white dresses from the Church of Canon Sues, of which Berii was Goddess, appeared, and bowed low. These did not need any instructions on what to do. They had been doing this for a long time, and in fact had sacrificed their true identities to better serve the Church, becoming simply Mary and Sue. Mary was a blonde with baby-blue eyes and delicate features, and Sue was a redhead with a more bold look to her. Mary took off her nightclothes, and carried them off to be given away to the populace, as Berii never wore the same clothes twice, while Sue selected suitable day-wear for her God-Queen.
The one she finally chose was a long gown with hanging sleeves, in purple with little star-like glints, the color of the Mary Suetopian Royalty. It was heavily embroidered in gold, and there were gems in the best places for such things. It was as perfect as Berii herself. Sue dressed Berii in it, and then, in front of a mirror in the corner, did up her hair in a way that complemented her dress and character, but it was Berii herself who placed the Crown of Mary Suetopia on her head.
Berii then got up, and went to the throne room, where would be meeting the Court of Perfection. Attended by Sue and a returned Mary, Berii made her way through the winding corridors of the Palace of Mary Suetopia, through hallways made of such materials as gold, diamond, pastiches of different kinds of gems, silk, unmelting ice, and silver, with beautiful patterns in whatever material it was. Servants from the Church of Canon Sues and the Church of Marty Stus quietly moved around, doing whatever tasks were needed. Berii paid no mind to the sumptuous decorations, for she had seen them all before, and in fact, they were starting to get a little old, and the only thought that she spared her surroundings was that maybe it was time for a renovation. Berii moved quickly and soon arrived at the great golden doors to the throne room, where she halted. In place of doorknobs, on one side of the door was emblazoned with her symbol, and the other with the novel Twilight, symbol of her king, Edward Cullen, God of Marty Stus. A hand placed on the appropriate symbol would show who you wished to see, and you would be granted an audience depending if that person happened to be holding court.
Berii placed her hand upon the symbol that represented her, and for her, the doors swung open.

Berii proceeded towards her throne, the Throne of the Queen of Mary-Suetopia. It was, like the currently-empty Throne of the King of Mary-Suetopia, made out of Mithril, the true silver from the continuity of Lord of the Rings. It served to remind all subjects of the King and Queen's connection to something greater, to things rare beyond compare. Mithril was an outlawed substance in the land of the Disgraces for just this reason. Berii took her place on the throne, and settled on the royal purple cushions that made the metal throne far more comfortable to sit on, and let the court commence. Immediately, she was approached by the Archmage of Suetopia, Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way. Ebony was one of the very few Disgraces from the fandom of Harry Potter, and thus, one of their only mages. She gained her place through her introductory fanfic, which was so awful that nobody knew how her name was truly spelled, as not even her author could spell it right. Its quality was so terrible that she was immediately catapulted, without going to the main Trope Pantheons first, into the Disgraces as Goddess of Black Hole Sues. Enoby was a rather legendary figure in the Pantheons of the Disgraced, and she had a complaint for Berii:
“Tehre's dis grl, a cothsmkre, nd seh's makng tihs ew prep sytl, nad its atactng ma fulwers, trning tehm nto posers. Put a sotp to it, Beri!”
Which, translated from Evony-speak, was “There's this girl, a clothes-maker, and she's making this new prep style, and it's attracting my followers, turning them into posers. Put a stop to it, Berii!”
Enony was not known for her spelling, and she somehow managed to speak in spelling errors. She was also a 'goff', which pretty much translated into 'wears black, hates 'preps', is depressed and often suicidal, and does drugs'. Berii herself did not approve, but Ebondy was their most powerful magic user, and she was quite the Sue, and a true member of the Court of Perfection... going by Tara's view of 'perfect'.
While Berii did not like TaEbory, the clothes-maker she mentioned was worth looking into. Berii herself was a preppy girl, and this clothes-maker seemed to be good. She waved Egogy away, ignoring the Archmage's protests. There were a few others who had come to see the Queen, but they could wait. Most of their complaints were petty anyways. With a small sigh and a shake of her head, Berii reflected that the point of Mary Sue was that she was better than everyone else. While Berii knew that this was true of her, due to it being canon, and her being the queen of all Mary Sues, everyone else thought so too, and thus could not get along, and trying to do so was like putting a square peg in a hole that didn't exist yet, and the only thing you could make were round holes. Thus, any unifying factor would have to be pounced on immediately. If each of the court could be forced to wear clothes from one tailor, this might produce a higher sense of equality. Admittedly, not that much, but all was needed.

She beckoned to Mary and Sue, and set off to the markets of the City of the Disgraced. Once out of the palace, the city, though bright and utopian, was rather empty. The servants, chosen from the devoted of each deity's church, stayed out of the way unless it was very early, which was the time they went shopping for such things as incenses to burn at the altar of their patron god, sacrifices, and things to make their temples even more beautiful than they were before, and so such. They also did shopping for their deities, but this wasn't as common. It was past the time when they would be out, and the [=NPCs=] made with a combination of the gods' power and the malleable nature of reality in the Disgraced Lands were not much in the market, being simply there to sell goods not sold by gods or their followers. Or course, some gods made a lot of [=NPCs=] to fill their territories, one such god being Ebondy Dark'ness Dementia TARA Way, the goffik vampire Archmage. This would usually not have been much of a problem, except Eboby's city territory was directly in the way of the marketplace, and due to Enopby's telepathic powers, every NPC in her part of the city knew about how Berii had brushed Tara off. And, since Tata was very short on imagination (taking after her Suethor in that respect), they were all clones of her. Thus, the Queen of Mary Suetopia had to endure jeers, nigh-incomprehensible insults to her and all preps, and something about how she liked chewing things in public. This mystified Berii, as she didn't have that habit. There were also a few shouts of “Crookshanks!”, which, as far as Berii could remember, was the name of Hermione's cat. Of course, after time spent with some of the disgraces, you tend to get very good at ignoring things, and Berii was a ignorance champ. She managed to make it through the Archmage's District with most of her sanity intact, and only a moderate headache, and emerged soon into the main point of her journey, the Marketplace.

It was rather loud for the few people who were there, with [=NPCs=] and a few Devotees to the Churches of the Disgraced, but Berii used her stupendous powers of ignoring people to focus on something else. She was looking for a girl who sold clothes, likely of a high quality. She tried to keep this on high priority, but due to a combination of concentration being no longer necessary for sanity, and the fluctuation of a Sue personality, she got distracted by some of the products for sale, and she sent Mary and Sue out to get some things for her. There were so many good things at the market, that Berii decided to relish this chance, and tour the market, but after she'd found her target.
Near the entrance to Temple Street, where were the shrines of the Disgraced Gods that had no territory to call their own, she found her girl. The merchant was a young woman, brunette and brown eyed, and very pretty. She was wearing a long, simple, white silk dress with golden triforce symbols embroidered on the neck and edges. Some of her work was on display. It was well detailed and very pretty, although it would be considered extremely preppy by the standards of somebody like Enobby. Berii was impressed. She recalled Mary and Sue to her, and struck up a chat with the girl at the booth.

“Hi, I'm Berii, goddess of Canon Sues, who are you?” she asked.
The merchant answered: “I'm Jenna Silverblade, and I'm the goddess of Relationship Sues. My temple is down there on, well, Temple street, third on the left, as I don't have a high position that allows for territory, though I have a lot of followers. I'm just a merchant of clothes right now.”
She said it with a nonchalance that told Berii that she thought that her Sue Influence would be enough to take on the Queen of Mary Suetopia. She might be trouble, but judging on her demeanor, she would be more of an asset to the court than a liability. Oh, such decisions! Being queen of the Disgraces was such a hard job. Berii, however, in the time between when she was banished and now had adapted considerably to the position and so she soldiered on, because the job needed to be done, for the good of all Disgraces and the humiliation of the Trope Pantheons, who had thrown them out. So, she asked Jenna: “I love your work, and would like to buy it. It's the most beautiful stuff I've ever seen, and you seem to be very good at what you do. So, I have an offer for you. Would you like a position in the Court of Perfection as Royal Tailor? You would have full privileges as a Court Lady, along with your own districts to go with your new position, and all you'd have to do is sew for the court.”
Jenna wasted no time taking Berii up on this offer. “Yes, yes, I would,” she nearly yelled with excitement. Berii nodded, and then left her to pack up her things and then head back to the Pantheon. Berii continued her marketplace tour, picking up along the way a few choice things she wanted for herself, plus pretty trinkets to appease the sues of her court. When her shopping was finished, she called for her maids and left the market, and returned to her throne.
This time she did not come by a inside door. She came by the outer door to the throne room, which was three stories tall and made to impress. It was intricately carved with the symbols of all of the Disgraced Trope Gods, with the center being a huge image of her and Edwards' symbols. And of course, laid into a tile pattern before it was, on the left side, Edward's symbol, and on the right, hers. She stepped onto the pattern of her symbol, and then, dramatic magic happened.

A beautiful aura of the brightest pink surrounded Berii and lifted her into the air. As she threw her arms outward, the humongous doors swung open, and as they did, Berii transformed into her Mew form. A cat tail poked out from under her fluffy dress, and bunny ears grew from the top of her head. The pink aura gently set her down in front of the Throne Room. She then processed up to her throne, and sat there, making sure her tail was in a comfortable position. Mary and Sue took up their positions behind the throne, and the Court of Perfection was ready to meet. Berii endured the requests and chatter from the Sues of the Court, looking forward to the time when Jenna would arrive. When she finally did, arriving the same way as Berii, though not transforming into Mew form, as she had none, Berii rose from her throne, and went to greet her, taking her hand and processing with her up to right before the throne, and then Berii turned and adressed the Court:
“Sues and Stus, I have, on today's market tour, discovered one who creates clothes worthy of the perfect, and is also a Sue worthy of the Court. May I present to you our new Court Tailor, Jenna Silverblade!”

There was hush for a few moments in the court. And then Ibory shouldered her way to the front of the crowd, and yelled: “U pt A preip in cahrge of making al ur clotths?"
Berii sighed and facepalmed. Just a usual day at the court.

----


'''Tales
of The Fallen'''
18th Dec '15 11:08:39 PM MysteriousZorua1994
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* Pantheon/OperationSRSBSNS
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page as well as [[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/posts.php?discussion=14413905480A44592500&page=1#1 The Story Thread.]]
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