The Elite Elitist Club of Elitist Elites
 

Under construction pending formation of the Elite qualifications of membership as determined by the stipulations of the Elite Central Bureaucracy headquarters in Zurich, and following the re-adornment of the drawing room to acceptable Elite standards.

Admittance to this venue is therefore, at this time, limited to invitation only. Dalliers shall be asked to partake of their pastimes elsewhere and shall then be subject to mockery over highly priced beverages and canapes.


Membership

Subject to strict protocol. Admittance to be determined by presentation of satisfactory credentials and limited to those who display proof of exemplary 'Elite' character.

"Because the common man is far too common."



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Hello, yes, I would like directions to the inner circle, if you please.

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You're not supposed to post that in public!

*telephones Brussels*

*sealed letter arrives via courier*

The Elitist Central Bureaucracy has deemed the certificate of Illuminati to be a singular find of great significance! As such it is deemed unique. If you find a similar document do hand it in to our London office where it may be summarily disposed of as the forgery it is.

Good Day.

Yes, yes, of course it is.

Now, what is on the agenda for this evening? How best to lord over the unsuspecting proletariat, hmm?

Or perhaps a grand bacchanal to commemorate the commencement? Cavorting about in avian masques and such? Should we, perhaps, invest in a shadowy choir to lend the proper mystique and ambiance to the proceedings hereforth?

A shadowy choir would be most approved of, but must the masks be avian? Or are you considering something of a more Parisian persuasion, perhaps 17th century?

I suppose the details of the enterprise can sit yet, while we enjoy a moment of respite from the demands of social affairs.

-walks in-
-stares-
I'm...just gonna sit in this...corner...here.

*Lifts pelican mask*

*Glances around*

Surely we're elite enough to afford security? A proper exercise of nefarious control over the masses?

Otherwise I just, I don't know what to do with that person interloping on our bacchanal!

exCUSE me, I AM the security. Now watch yourself.

Well! I never!

*resumes pelican masquerade*

...Suze, I just about spat out my tea (chamomile because ugh anxiety) from imagining you strutting around with that pelican beak flap thing and generally being silly.

That doesn't seem very apropos; this is a very serious matter.

-stands at the window coughing and holding matches-

*Pulls down blinds on window*

It looks like security arrangements will need to be addressed before we can proceed further with with further proceedings. I shall telephone Berlin and see about acquiring a moat-

Ah! It seems we have a representative already. How forward thinking. We require a suitable barricade if you please, but not one obtuse in its presentation. Best be one with a subtle sense of ominousness and emanations of despair.

Or Something stylish in mahogany, as you prefer.

In the mean-time, I do believe my beak needs more armoatics. Have we any suitable store of French lavender? Or perhaps some clove?

*Becomes one with the floor*

...well, this is one way to enter and hide...

*Starts making symbols on the floor*

*sits at home in front of the mantelpiece sipping brandy and reading Homer while waiting for a invitation*

-sounds of a body splashing around in the water followed by whet squishing sounds leading up to a window- +cough+ +cough+ -the sound of something wooden tapping on the window can be heard-

If you wish to be considered for an application of membership, you must provide some manner of acceptable credentials. What have you to offer?

*walks in like she owns the place, wearing a frilly dress and a shiny, gem-encrusted tiara*

the Princess of the Universe has arrived. Fetch me a drink, someone.

you! Fetch me a drink. Glass of wine perhaps?

why, how dare you! I'm the princess of the universe!

*scoffs*

fine, then I'll get my own drink.

*rummages through the liquor cabinet*

*The floor rises from under the 'Princess of the Universe' and grabs a drink for her...after accidentally causing the Princess to trip*

*drops several bottles of liquor, which crash and spill all over the floor, as the floor rises up and tips her over*

whaaaaa...!

-security raises an eyebrow and decides to let the built-in security measures do their work-

-continues coughing and tapping from outside-

*shoving all the fancy silverware into her purse*

no respect for your princess! Your superiors will be hearing about this.

*opens the window to let chocobo in*

alley-oop!

*jumps out the window*

-crawls in and lays limply on the floor coughing and letting water soak into the carpet-

Quiet! I think the commoners are revolting! We have to burn our records! Should I prepare the suicide pills?! D:

And as to you! Yes you, anarchists and vandals, I have but one thing to say!

*adjusts pelican mask*

*adopts defiant pose*

L'État, c'est moi! Vive la tyrannie!

Vandals! Visigoths! OUT!

*points dramatically at the door*

FLUFFY!

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*Slams gates closed*


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Stares...someone clean that up?

*returns, this time dressed as a maid*

of course, master.

*starts mopping up chocobo*

*The Floor eats the mop...why the floor doesn't eat the chocobo? Chocobo has flesh...that would be barbaric!*

*The Floor turns Chocobo's mess into aqua auri*

-continues laying limply against the berber- ........matches? +cough+ matches?

eeeep!

*climbs up on a chair to get away from the hungry floor*

Berber? BERBER! This is premium endangered hard wood I'll have you know! From forests we endangered ourselves, and no unauthorized enchantments shall be placed on our floor! The door remains closed, good day!

-takes a long pole-
-knocks chair out from under AC-
-goes back to napping-

whaaa—!

*is knocked out*

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