Rule of Rose
As Jennifer opened the coffin lid, the old wood creaked, such as an old door. Inside the coffin was a medium sized bag, filthy and rank smelling. Jennifer looked at it strangely, but was pushed into the grave by a young girl she never should have trusted. Diana was her name, her rank "Duchess", just under the Princess of the Red Rose, and a sufficient leader in their club, The Red Crayon Aristocrats. She looked down at Jennifer, the other girls joining her side. Eleanor the "Countess", just under Diana's rank, was a very quiet girl, always holding a large birdcage. Meg also stepped up, the "Baroness", under Eleanor, was still holding that notebook she carried everywhere. "Jeeennniiiifeeer." Diana drawled out, making shiver's run down her spine. "Welcome to another meeting by the Aristocrat club." Meg began, reading from her notebook, in her strong voice she had come to envy. "The Princess sends her greetings and wishes you to think about your funeral. You or your best friend?" Meg relayed, and the message sent Jennifer into another faint. As she awoke, her faithful dog, Brown, was nowhere in site. Jennifer started to panic, but was calmed by something stroking her hair. The Princess, Wendy, was lovingly stroking Jennifer's hair, and singing quietly. As Jennifer started to lose consciousness once more, she heard a faint whimpering of a dog, and Wendy's singing turn to mad laughter.
AN: Whew, I just had to get this on here. I got Rule of Rose two days ago, and already beat it! I fell in love with this game, just by hearing the title! Ah, I wish every game could be as utterly captivating as this one. This story is based on some events in the game, other's from a dream I had. Lol. I love Diana, and Meg...and Wendy...anyway, RnR please!
