faderift | player plot: we'll put on a show (part 1?)

WHO: Everyone (EVERYONE)
WHAT: interviews for the dramatic rendition of Riftwatch’s glorious tale
WHEN: late Wintermarch/early Guardian
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: A follow-up to this post. (big ups to Cass & Lana for helping me come up with questions)

On one auspicious day, in the very early morning, the first ferry brings to Riftwatch four tablet-and-charcoal bearing scribes in the unmistakably gaudy finery marking them as employees of Val Royeaux’s foremost playwright, André L’Euilled Ouebbre. They set about their task at once, leaving no stone unturned and no member of Riftwatch un-interviewed, even if this means following them into the baths, standing outside the lavatory, shouting at an office door, or trotting up many flights of stairs.

They can, of course, be forcibly removed under the right circumstances, but the repercussions of doing this may be undesirable. Who can say.

[While filling out the following questionnaire, please place an asterisk beside any answers on which you would like to elaborate further, in which case you will be assigned a scribe to tag out the resulting conversation.

In the subject line, you can either select one of the following or say ‘random’ to be assigned someone via RNG:

Jean Evain, a middle-aged Orlesian who carries snacks with him to entice his subjects to stop and chat longer; however, they will find that these snacks are way too spicy,

Eileen Marrow, a serious and hard-boiled war reporter who seems rather incongruously matched with this set, but is nonetheless here to get the facts at any cost,

Thibault Gérin, a straight-faced young fellow who takes copious notes in magnificent penmanship, who listens with rapt intent but somehow seems incapable of taking away the correct message,

and

Louis Boucher, a fast-talking and bright-eyed man with an avid interest in his subjects and a talent for twisting their words into whatever he finds more interesting in the moment.

All data will be taken into account, and there will be a follow-up post/announcement/plot sometime in the future after the play is written and the PR reckoning is at hand.

And now, without further ado, the questionnaire (please answer as though your character is being interviewed in person):

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[ While doing sit-ups, push-ups, jumping jacks, etc., that he refuses to pause. ]

1. How long have you been with Riftwatch?

A long [ breath ] time. Off [ breath ] and on.

[ Assume this breathing pattern goes on for a while so I don't have to type it in every time. ]

2. What is the most dramatic thing that has ever happened to Riftwatch?

In Nevarra. The undead.

3. What is Riftwatch's greatest triumph?

If we had triumphed we wouldn't still be here.

4. What should be the play’s genre?

Tragedy.

5. If you had to pick a protagonist, or main character, from Riftwatch’s ranks, who would it be? (You can nominate yourself, or someone who isn’t here anymore.) Why?

Nell. She makes things happen.

6. Who is the villain?

Vanya Orlov.

7. How about comic relief?

Gwenaëlle Baudin.

8. Any other notable characters among the people you know or have known?

No.

9. Have there been any great romances in Riftwatch?

Benedict Artemaeus and his hand.

10. Great tragedies?

Years of our lives. The whole world's lives. And nothing solved.

11. If an actor should portray you in the production, what is most important for them to get right?

Don't.

12. If one person in Riftwatch were to have a cameo in the play who should it be?

Every single one of us has better things to do.

13. Do you have any great song ideas?

[ A look that says what the fuck do you think. ]

14. How do you think the story should end?

Same as it started. No end in sight.

15. Any other comments?

No.

[ I didn't asterisk anything and this can be all there is but happy to have him elaborate (or refuse to elaborate) on anything. ]

[ The answers are very important and listening is very important and writing is very important and apparently watching Kostos exert himself is also very important. Or, at least, it's certainly not taken amiss. Thibault's serious intent gaze follows along with every movement when he's not looking down to write.

After checking the spelling of the name— ]

Who is Vanya Orlov, to be the true villain?

A Templar.

[ That's plenty to make someone a villain, right.

And he is absolutely enjoying the attention. For the record. ]

player plot: we'll put on a show (part 1?)

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