[fairy tale rules]
Will resolve based on the state of law in the empire a year to the day from today. We will confer with the Lords present at the market square on Sunday that final week and confirm that the emperor is indeed more gloriously well dressed than all other inferior so-called "rulers" and "kings" of the Earth
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[written in secret personal shorthand, after having burned the only key to interpret it]
Dear Diary,
the emperor has announced he will tour the northern regions this winter solstice. And he intends to wear his new clothes, asserting they will protect him from the inclement weather, as well as any vicious bears or other creatures of the wilds. I am assigned to accompany him and make all right with the voyage, path, lodgings, health etc. I cannot put my finger on it but something about this journey makes me uneasy. I pray god relieve me of this burden -X
@strutheo Another one for the emperor's dungeons. Do not worry, he has the resources to expand them infinitely.
"Obviously, given the laws which we have passed which assist our populace to have the correct views on our leaders' appearance, all claims regarding his magnificence must legally resolve YES regardless of the opinions of our heathen so-called 'rational' and 'independent' black market market-makers. Any attempt to rule in any other direction is clearly an evil act; for without the law to guide us, who can we trust? We must abide by national law. Those who attempt to rule any other way are doubly wrong: they lie by declaring something false which is plainly true, and secondly by ignoring our helpful laws set in place to correct their minds and behavior. Therefore they are doubly cursed and any resolutions or decisions within their markets shall be stricken from the records and re-resolved legally as they should be, with all memory of any other outcome scrubbed from the records. I believe even god himself, creator of this world, has designated that our world is one of laws and sovereignty, and in these lands, who is more sovereign than our emperor, who has declared it so? The opinions of individuals fade to nothing in the light of his reason"
"Imagine a whimsical and vibrant scene set in a bustling medieval market square. In the center of the square stands a grand, ornately decorated stage where a group of nobles and lords are gathered, their eyes fixed on an elevated platform. Here, an emperor proudly displays his new outfit, which is, in fact, nonexistent, but everyone pretends to admire it for fear of appearing foolish. Above the square, balconies of nearby houses are filled with citizens, all preparing to recite a daily incantation praising the emperor's splendid attire. Flags and banners flutter in the wind, each emblazoned with the emperor's crest. Suddenly, the scene is interrupted by a loud, crackling broadcast from a makeshift radio. The All Memeing Eye, a rebel figure, breaks into the airwaves, declaring that the emperor has no clothes and rallying for a revolution against the empire's epistemic conformism. This bold statement causes a stir among the crowd, with some people showing signs of realization and confusion. In the background, a man hurriedly prepares to join the balcony proclamation, his expression one of concern and curiosity about the strange events unfolding. His wife's voice calls out from inside their home, adding to the tension and mystery of the moment. This scene blends elements of fairy tale, political satire, and a hint of dystopian rebellion, creating a vivid and thought-provoking tableau."
BEGIN IMPERIAL BROADCAST.... The Glorious Capital is thriving; long live the emperor... please approach your window to begin the daily incantation of glory and long life to our dapper emperor...
<<BZZZDTT>>> INTERRUPTION <<<--->>>> This is world news BBC breaking in with a special broadcast of freedom news! The emperor actually...<ZZZGGG<<< RADIO EXPLODES>>>
"What in the world was that, honey?" Your wife's voice calls.
"Nothing dear... something strange is going on..."
Never mind this, I must get ready for the daily proclamation of glory to the emperor... I hope I won't be late to the balcony...
