video.

[yumenope]

( the video feed cuts on and a very pretty man in traditional clothing fills the frame, a serious look in his eyes. )

For one day only, I am benevolently offering my services as a seer, so to speak.

You see, I can glimpse into the future in short bursts and divine what awaits you. The spirits are restless and have compelled me to offer up my services, free of charge, to all who may desire them.

So please, supply your name and your favorite fruit and allow me to read your future.

( this, of course, has all been a lie. but damn does it sound convincing and very prettily and eloquently spoken. )

Comments

[wearingguess]

[ oh boy... he wants to know, but he really doesn't want to know... but he really wants to know...!! ]

I...
I am Titus Alexius! And I love apricots!
—Wait, no! Grapes. Or... or figs, maybe... and peaches and plums are incredibly delicious as well...

[ shit!! is this going to throw off his whole future? ]

[yumenope]

( apricots, a bold choice. he’d say as much, but he doesn’t want to fluster the guy. too much. )

You’ll have to pick one, I’m afraid.

[wearingguess]

[ nngh... should he assert his independence from lady scheherazade by deliberately not choosing grapes?
no, no... after everything he's done, and everything she's done for him... how could he possibly be so ungrateful as to choose anything else?
but he's really been hitting the apricots hard lately... and even made a new friend because of them, so...
this is impossible!! ]

Dates!!
I choose dates!

[yumenope]

( that's a lot of enthusiasm for a fruit. but all right, he supposes he can work with this!! )

A wise choice.

( sure it is. anyway... )

I'm seeing mint and twigs. A forest of some sorts. Does that sound familiar?

[wearingguess]

Not in the slightest...

[yumenope]

Strange. Perhaps the spirits are angry with you.

[wearingguess]

[ FUCK ]

N-no...
Please... please try it again with grapes!

[yumenope]

Grapes...

Hm. That’s even worse.

[wearingguess]

P... pistachio?