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  {{{
  Excrucian who wants a Unicorn
    Get the Secret
    Get a real Unicorn
  }}}

  * Plays are for resources
  * Get-a-thing for the unicorn
  * Question: "Why can't the world redeem itself?"
  ** Two answers, depending on finding a unicorn
  ** Answer1: "Because grace must come from something greater than ourselves."
  ** Answer2: "Because redemption comes only through destruction and rebirth."
claimedby: Andrew
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  [[Actors]], [[Excrucians]], 
  [[Innocent]], [[Mythology]],
  [[UnicornFalse1]],
  [[UnicornKey]]
name: \mf{Manfred}{Yasha}
player: Rebecca Burstein
gender: m
contacts: |
  \IndianaJones{\They's the one you get.  In it to end it, just like you
    are.  \They's basically a role model for you: someone like you
    with a cooler hat and an extra helping of dramatic badassery.}
  \Tara{Some sort of crazy Buddhist pirate.  Keeps trying to talk about
    philosophy with words you're not convinced are actually real.}
  \MrsSchiff{Seems to generally run the theater you were infiltrating.  
    Reminds you of some of your teachers from school, all enthusiastic
    support one minute and sad awkwardness the next.}
  \TribblesDude{Another actor \MrsSchiff{\full said \they} thought you'd
    get along with.  But really, \they's just weird.}
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  \cenquote{They were truth and they were beauty and they were what it meant to be
  worth something.  What it meant for something to be worth something was to have
  one of them look at it and approve, and in all of our works and in all of our
  days that was not a thing we ever had...}{-- Jenna Moran, The Fable of the Swan}

  I remember learning about unicorns when I was young.

  I remember thinking that if the world has something like that in it, something
  that's so magical and special and beautiful that it filled me to bursting...
  Well, then the world must be a pretty awesome place, basically.  More than that,
  the world was a place with a point: unicorns.

  I remember, well, it isn't a single thing but more a dawning horrified
  realization that maybe the world wasn't how I thought it was.  Maybe it wasn't
  a place of magic.  Maybe it wasn't a place with unicorns.

  You can't just keep going when something like that happens.

  I think that most people would have maybe responded to this differently than I
  did.  Like they would have revised their expectations for the world down a few
  notches, to a place that didn't include things like unicorns.  But how can you
  do that?  Doesn't the world you've lived in deserve better from you?  Better
  than being discarded like some broken toy rather than a place with meaning and
  life?

  I could almost cry with the unfairness of it.

  So at that point I really had no choice but to do my best to destroy the
  world.  I mean, fair's fair, right?  The world destroys my unicorns, I destroy it.
  Turnabout's fair play and all that.  If you were thinking clearly you'd agree,
  and you'd probably want the same thing for the worlds of \emph{your} childhood
  that have gotten destroyed. You don't, but don't worry.  I'll do it for you.

  Oh, there are these guys that are helping me with this.  I think \IndianaJones{\full is in this for pretty much the same reason I am - just with \their own
  dream.}  \Tara{\full has some weird motivations I don't entirely get.  But hey, \they's
  helping and that's all I can ask right?

  Well, it's not really all I can ask, but it's all I can ask of \them.}

  Things were going well, all that infiltrating-a-theater and searching-for-dangerous-truths stuff, but then some Unfortunate Setbacks occurred and our little
  band was dumped here, into the Place Without Recourse.  Though, how much recourse
  did I have before I got here?  And apparently if I can find an answer to the question
  "**Why can't the world redeem itself?**" I'll be able to free myself.  Experimentally I 
  discovered "Because it's stupid, ok!" was not the correct answer.  And really, given
  that you can escape just by answering a question, doesn't that make this the Place Of
  Convoluted Recourse or something?

  But speaking of answers, the ones the Professor had just tracked down to give the world what-for are
  in here somewhere and if we can get out with them by performing plays from this Place
  Without Recourse Except Answering Questions And Performing Plays maybe it'll all be...
  Well, clearly not all right, but there'll be some justice to it.

  == Goals ==

  * Help your companions, the [[Excrucians]], destroy the world.
  * You should probably try to blend in with the other Actors by putting on Shows.
  * If you have to do Shows, anyways, might as well work in unicorns
  and/or the fundamental falsehood of the world.
  * You don't care that much about your question, really.  What's the
  point of going back to the outside world, anyways?  But you guess you might need
  to in order to destroy the world or something.
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  Your character is \name, an actor newly arrived in the Place
  without Recourse. The world is so unfair! It could be beautiful,
  wonderful, a place with magic and unicorns! Instead you have to live
  in the dreary everyday world. And since the world is so unfair
  you've set out with a few companions to end it.  Which sucks, but is
  better than then intolerable unicornlessness of the world.  But
  there was an Incident, which became a Setback, which turned into you
  being dumped here for the moment.

  Costuming:\\
  Modern teenager or young adult with fanciful tastes.

  Suggested reading:\\
  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unicorn
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answers: |
  [[UnicornAnswer1]], [[UnicornAnswer2]]
email: rebecca.burstein@yahoo.com