"Oh Tirarrian, you're so smart and clever! I wish we could all be like you!" A young boy ran up to her and hugged her.
She stepped back and tipped her hat, [color=violet]"Eat your greens and you might just one day be better."[/color]
The boy ran off giddy, and his older brother stepped up, shirtless with plenty of muscles.
"You're such an inspiration Tirarrian, he'll probably want to buy a hat exactly like yours!"
[color=violet]"Who can blame him! They're fashionable and functional."[/color]
The man knelt down to her level, "Tirarrian you are so beautiful and charming, please, let me marry you. Or at least share one night of passion."
Tirarrian looked dramatically towards the setting sun, [color=violet]"I could never settle down, love. The life-blood of a brave adventurer is the roads, and daring their spirit. There is much adventure to be done before the end of the night, and I cannot spend it even in the company of such a fine gentleman."[/color]
The man looked wounded, and yet awed by her infinite understanding of life, the universe and everything "Well, at least promise me you'll stay for the 20 course meal in celebration of your genius while we build a statue in your honour."
She smiled back at him, [color=violet]"Remember me with song and poetry, as is the way of all true heroes! I will stay for the feast, for it is indeed in my honour."[/color]
And what a meal it was. Tirarrian couldn't even remember it all, laced with friendship and revelry never seen before. Finally at the end came the big cake, with diving board attached. She climbed to the top and looked down on all the attendees of her party. They all raised to a toast, "To Tirarrian! The greatest hero of them all!"

And with that she leapt off into the cake, she didn't feel herself hitting the icing and kept falling. She suddenly became aware of an ache in her legs, and her arms, and her ribs. Her spine started hurting and she knew something was wrong. [color=violet][i]"Where's the cake? What flavour was it?"[/i][/color] She knew that in her return to rationality she had in fact begun to awaken. Which sucked. She kept falling and felt the weight of her coat/blanket start to bear down on her. [color=violet][i]"Ah well, at least it could be a good day."[/i][/color] she thought to herself.

"WAKE THE FUCK UP !!" suddenly exploded her senses into the real world. She grabbed her coat and pulled it over her face in an instinctual reaction, before lowering it to see the grinning face of someone she decided she didn't like. [color=violet][b]"You bastard!"[/b][/color] she exclaimed, before realising that other people were probably still asleep. She slapped him as hard as she could round the face, which made a very satisfying sound and caused a nice pink shade to appear on one side of his face. Now she had a headache... She buried her face in her hands to try and stop the dizziness
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