Vanishing Point gown
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Vanishing Point scripted clothes have many verb traps and all can conceal a hidden dagger-like weapon. These are considered high fashion type items, similar to Valinda gowns and can be found as any number of chestworn type items.
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The creator has also provided the following information: This is a Vanishing Point gown. Alterations (long or show) are fine on this provided the item doesn't have a high or restricting neck. General collars are okay. It should also be able to completely hide a dagger in the inside lining - no sheer fabrics (chiffon, voile, gauze, etc.) unless they are layered. Acceptable nouns for this are: corset, bodice, chemise, gown, cotehardie, kirtle, bliaut, dress, houppelande, robe, tunic, or shirt. This gown is Tier 0 / 1 (two tiers). Verbs are: GET, PULL, PUT, REMOVE, and WEAR.
Verb Traps
No Dagger
TIER | VERB | FIRST | THIRD |
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Tier 0 | WEAR | You delicately slide into your raw silk gown, smoothing it into place with an even sweep of your hands down the waist. | XXX delicately slides into her raw silk gown, smoothing it into place with an even sweep of her hands down the waist. |
REMOVE | With the utmost attentiveness, you swiftly run your fingers around the hidden pocket nestled beneath the neckline of your raw silk gown. Assured that the blade is absent, you fluidly unbind the garment from your form and discreetly slide out of it. | XXX discreetly slides out of her raw silk gown, her fingers fluidly unbinding the garment from around her form. | |
PULL | Your fingers grasp at the neckline of your raw silk gown, searching for the sharpness of a concealed blade, but the inside pocket is bare. Taking a deliberate, wavering breath you attempt to calm your sensibilities in lieu of protection. | XXX's fingers grasp at the neckline of her raw silk gown as she takes a deliberate, wavering breath to calm herself. | |
PUT Dagger |
With a nimble flick of your wrist, you slip your dagger into the pocket ensconced within the decolletage of your raw silk gown. | N/A | |
Tier 1 | RUB | Straightening your carriage, you gingerly graze the neckline of your silk satin gown and trace the empty pocket tucked inside. With a discontented sigh, you lace your fingers together at your waist in a polished, courtly pose. | Straightening her carriage with genteel grace, XXX gingerly grazes the neckline of her silk satin gown before lacing her fingers together at her waist in a polished, courtly pose. |
TAP | You lightly work your fingers over the front panel of your silk satin gown, assuring the hidden pocket is resting parallel to your heart. | XXX lightly works her fingers over the front panel of her silk satin gown, assuring the drape and line of the garment are attractively displayed. | |
TOUCH | A ghost of a smile touches your lips as you feel the distinct outline of the pocket concealed in your silk satin gown. | A ghost of a smile touches XXX's lips as she casually brushes a finger across the neckline of her silk satin gown. |
With Dagger
TIER | VERB | FIRST | THIRD |
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TIER 0 | REMOVE | With the utmost attentiveness, you swiftly run your fingers around the hidden pocket nestled beneath the neckline of your silk satin gown. Assured that the dagger is still in place, you fluidly unbind the garment from your form and discreetly slide out of it. | XXX discreetly slides out of her silk satin gown, her fingers fluidly unbinding the garment from around her form. |
GET Dagger |
You sleekly draw a frost-edged white mithril dagger from the inside lining of your silk satin gown. | XXX sleekly draws a frost-edged white mithril dagger from the inside lining of her silk satin gown. | |
PULL | In a mere instant, your fingers grasp at the neckline of your silk satin gown, suddenly revealing a frost-edged white mithril dagger ensconced within the lining. Taking a few measured steps backward, you slowly lift the blade before you. | In a mere instant, XXX's fingers grasp at the neckline of her silk satin gown, suddenly revealing a frost-edged white mithril dagger ensconced within the lining. Taking a few measured steps backward, she slowly lifts the dagger before her. | |
Tier 1 | PUSH | With unbroken composure, you shift in place while surreptitiously plucking a frost-edged white mithril dagger from the lining of your silk satin gown. With a solid grip on the weapon, you gracefully shield it from view by bringing it to rest behind your back. | With unbroken composure, XXX gracefully shifts in place and subtly rests an arm behind her back. |
RUB | Straightening your carriage, you gingerly graze the neckline of your silk satin gown and trace the white mithril dagger safely tucked inside. With a contented sigh, you lace your fingers together at your waist in a polished, courtly pose. | In the skill of forging - pole arms, you are a highly skilled laborer with 485 ranks.Straightening her carriage with genteel grace, XXX gingerly grazes the neckline of her silk satin gown before lacing her fingers together at her waist in a polished, courtly pose. | |
TAP | You lightly work your fingers over the front panel of your silk satin gown, assuring the hidden white mithril dagger is resting parallel to your heart. | XXX lightly works her fingers over the front panel of her silk satin gown, assuring the drape and line of the garment are attractively displayed. | |
TOUCH | A ghost of a smile touches your lips as you feel the sharp outline of the white mithril dagger concealed in your silk satin gown. | A ghost of a smile touches XXX's lips as she casually brushes a finger across the neckline of her silk satin gown. |