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{{Sangfielle Episode Infobox
{{Infobox episode|color_theme=sf
  | title            = The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 1
  | title            = The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 1
  | episode_number  = 23
  | episode_number  = 23
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  | previous_episode = "[[Sangfielle 22: Whispers in the City by the Sea|Whispers in the City by the Sea]]"
  | previous_episode = "[[Sangfielle 22: Whispers in the City by the Sea|Whispers in the City by the Sea]]"
  | next_episode    = "[[Sangfielle 24: The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 2|The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 2]]"
  | next_episode    = "[[Sangfielle 24: The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 2|The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 2]]"
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  | transcript       = [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1kJGTDu2kpmutiQEGhguBSwfsRJKv3ZWu2p_sAI7pBbM/edit?usp=sharing Transcript]
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== Episode Description ==
== Episode description ==
<blockquote>Sapodilla shutters early today. The Macula is in the street, looking for even more blood than usual. And yet three of those they’re looking for — the vampire Virtue Mondegreen, the newly waxen Duvall, and the associatively guilty Lye Lyken — are prowling the city in their own hunt, in search of a secretive library. Can they find their way towards the knowledge they seek, or will they stumble into view of their pursuers first?<br /><br />'''This week on Sangfielle: The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 1'''</blockquote>
<blockquote>Sapodilla shutters early today. The Macula is in the street, looking for even more blood than usual. And yet three of those they’re looking for — the vampire Virtue Mondegreen, the newly waxen Duvall, and the associatively guilty Lye Lyken — are prowling the city in their own hunt, in search of a secretive library. Can they find their way towards the knowledge they seek, or will they stumble into view of their pursuers first?<br /><br />'''This week on Sangfielle: The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 1'''</blockquote>


== Opening narration ==
== Contents ==
<blockquote>Beyond the second wall of [[Sapodilla]] — pre-Panic in style, its castleline stones placed one on another with hurried touch — there is a living contradiction. Here it is, the Hibiscus District, old Sapodilla, a place built in ways sturdy enough to survive a break in continuity itself. Sequestered manor houses in a town most famous for its open gates, private beaches in a... well, look, you get it. And that's not the contradiction we're concerned with today, anyway. In this hour, we are interested in the District all on its own. Now, real Hibiscus reveals itself to the sunlight, divulging to the open air its wide luminous petals and a touch of extra color at the center. And at night, it folds in on itself, tired or anxious maybe — and if you are a botanist, do not write in to correct us. We are not a scientific publication, but a paper of metaphors. And to get back to mine, the point is that our little Hibiscus is the opposite. By day, it is demure and stuffy, a bunch of well-dressed types, saying their prayers loud as competition is, parading through the streets all parasol and poodles and pretty pap and patter. Through posture and performance, they say it: this is what Sapodilla’s supposed to look like. But they all have their secrets, kept from each other and from the Macula too. Runny noses hidden behind fans. Minds leaping to words they claim not to know. Prayers to the other other gods, the sort that really listen. Someone even says the real name of the very first thing.<br>Now, these are crimes under their meter, not ours. We are not a particularly judgmental publication — check our records, hell, check our bylines — but boy if we do not detest a hypocrite. What you call sublime by the moon, do not call sin under the suns. Because there is no salve that can undraw a blade, no perfume that can hide the smell of burning hair. Oh Hibiscus, understand: you cannot square a circle drawn in blood, but you can admit that sometimes a red circle is just what you need.</blockquote>
=== Opening ===
{{Quote|Beyond the second wall of [[Sapodilla]] — pre-Panic in style, its castleline stones placed one on another with hurried touch — there is a living contradiction. Here it is, the Hibiscus District, old Sapodilla, a place built in ways sturdy enough to survive a break in continuity itself. Sequestered manor houses in a town most famous for its open gates, private beaches in a... well, look, you get it. And that's not the contradiction we're concerned with today, anyway. In this hour, we are interested in the District all on its own. Now, real Hibiscus reveals itself to the sunlight, divulging to the open air its wide luminous petals and a touch of extra color at the center. And at night, it folds in on itself, tired or anxious maybe — and if you are a botanist, do not write in to correct us. We are not a scientific publication, but a paper of metaphors. And to get back to mine, the point is that our little Hibiscus is the opposite. By day, it is demure and stuffy, a bunch of well-dressed types, saying their prayers loud as competition is, parading through the streets all parasol and poodles and pretty pap and patter. Through posture and performance, they say it: this is what Sapodilla’s supposed to look like. But they all have their secrets, kept from each other and from the Macula too. Runny noses hidden behind fans. Minds leaping to words they claim not to know. Prayers to the other other gods, the sort that really listen. Someone even says the real name of the very first thing.
 
Now, these are crimes under their meter, not ours. We are not a particularly judgmental publication — check our records, hell, check our bylines — but boy if we do not detest a hypocrite. What you call sublime by the moon, do not call sin under the suns. Because there is no salve that can undraw a blade, no perfume that can hide the smell of burning hair. Oh Hibiscus, understand: you cannot square a circle drawn in blood, but you can admit that sometimes a red circle is just what you need.}}


== Contents ==
=== Plot ===
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*[[Sylvia Clare]] (as [[Virtue Mondegreen]])
*[[Sylvia Clare]] (as [[Virtue Mondegreen]])


== Active Beats ==
=== Other Characters ===
<u>Duvall:</u>
- Find a renowned piece of equipment. (major; he's working towards it.)
- Destroy evidence or rhetoric that proves your task to be impossible.
<u>Virtue:</u>
- Dissect something or interrogate someone that can shed light on your task.
- Allude to the events that led you to seek forbidden knowledge to achieve an impossible task.
<u>Lye:</u>
- Kick someone off a tall structure: they really deserved it.
- Slay a beast that's at least five times your size.
 
== Other Characters ==
*[[Lenore Voivode]] (introduced)
*[[Lenore Voivode]] (introduced)
*[[Zizilliana Esterházy]] (introduced posthumously)
*[[Zizilliana Esterházy]] (introduced posthumously)
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*[[Felix Hollowfield]] (introduced)
*[[Felix Hollowfield]] (introduced)


== Locations ==
*[[Sapodilla]]
**[[Rotundana Library]]
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Latest revision as of 23:56, 21 April 2023

I was wrong about how dangerous the library was gonna be.

Keith

Virtue, Lyke, and Duvall go to the library.

Episode description[edit | edit source]

Sapodilla shutters early today. The Macula is in the street, looking for even more blood than usual. And yet three of those they’re looking for — the vampire Virtue Mondegreen, the newly waxen Duvall, and the associatively guilty Lye Lyken — are prowling the city in their own hunt, in search of a secretive library. Can they find their way towards the knowledge they seek, or will they stumble into view of their pursuers first?

This week on Sangfielle: The Perpetual Oratorio of Davia Pledge Pt. 1

Contents[edit | edit source]

Opening[edit | edit source]

Beyond the second wall of Sapodilla — pre-Panic in style, its castleline stones placed one on another with hurried touch — there is a living contradiction. Here it is, the Hibiscus District, old Sapodilla, a place built in ways sturdy enough to survive a break in continuity itself. Sequestered manor houses in a town most famous for its open gates, private beaches in a... well, look, you get it. And that's not the contradiction we're concerned with today, anyway. In this hour, we are interested in the District all on its own. Now, real Hibiscus reveals itself to the sunlight, divulging to the open air its wide luminous petals and a touch of extra color at the center. And at night, it folds in on itself, tired or anxious maybe — and if you are a botanist, do not write in to correct us. We are not a scientific publication, but a paper of metaphors. And to get back to mine, the point is that our little Hibiscus is the opposite. By day, it is demure and stuffy, a bunch of well-dressed types, saying their prayers loud as competition is, parading through the streets all parasol and poodles and pretty pap and patter. Through posture and performance, they say it: this is what Sapodilla’s supposed to look like. But they all have their secrets, kept from each other and from the Macula too. Runny noses hidden behind fans. Minds leaping to words they claim not to know. Prayers to the other other gods, the sort that really listen. Someone even says the real name of the very first thing.

Now, these are crimes under their meter, not ours. We are not a particularly judgmental publication — check our records, hell, check our bylines — but boy if we do not detest a hypocrite. What you call sublime by the moon, do not call sin under the suns. Because there is no salve that can undraw a blade, no perfume that can hide the smell of burning hair. Oh Hibiscus, understand: you cannot square a circle drawn in blood, but you can admit that sometimes a red circle is just what you need.

Plot[edit | edit source]

Cast[edit | edit source]

Other Characters[edit | edit source]