Kyngdom Survival Guide
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Welcome to Rp's
Welcome to Rp's RPing Cafe! Everyone is welcome here. Here are the rules: NO cussing, brawling, maiming, murdering, or kissing in here. Property damage caused by you will be paid for by you. We have a patio if you would like to sit outside. The staff are responsible for your food and nothing else until it gets delivered to you.
Animal Menu
Beverages
Rhubarb tea
Lemonade
Tangerine wine
Juniper berry juice
Coacoa bean froth
Appetizers
Mandrake salad
Mysterio greens salad
Tomato & basil creamed soup
Dandelion soup
Entrees
Fungi plate
Parsley on sauteed mushrooms
Daisy stalks
Wheat tips on a bed of cabbage
Rose and butter sandwich
Desserts
Poppyseed muffin
Kale pie
Oak root beer ice cream float
Berry mix
Human Menu
Beverages
Root beer
Asharian coffee
White/black/green tea
Orange juice
Hot latte
Appetizers
Tomato soup
Chicken noodle soup
Mama's award-winning salad
Mystery meat
Entrees
Bacon strips on basil
Vinegar-dipped beef
Broccoli casserole
Cheese quesidias
Cheeseburger
Ham sandwiches
Shrimp gumbo
Desserts
Vanilla shortcake
Fudgy brownies
Chocolate chip cookies
Strawberry jello
Please notify the staff if there is something that you would like that is not on the menu.
No shirt no service.
We reserve the right to refuse service.
Staff are not responsible for unexplicable murders in the cafe.
Three cheers to Daisy for giving me the idea to do this!
If CEO (me) is captured, please talk to the Vice CEO instead of the CEO about complaints and reviews.
submitted by Random Person, age 1-100, Somewhere
(February 20, 2017 - 12:38 pm)
(February 20, 2017 - 12:38 pm)
Im an elf. XD And no, it's totally fine.
(August 30, 2017 - 12:28 pm)
Oh, good. Thanks!
Wait a second, I know you. You're the heir to your kingdom, right? You traveled with Autumn for a while. I drew you, more than once.
(September 1, 2017 - 9:50 am)
Sybill~
As I walked through the forest, I heard a voice. A soft, gentle whisper. It said something about a sister Lily. And their name was Rose.
I stepped towards the voice and found myself face to face with a tall girl.
"Hello, Rose. I'm Sybill."
(October 2, 2017 - 3:16 pm)
Karune~
I hear a soft rustle, and the wolf I saw earlier steps out from a stand of bushes.
"Hello, Rose. I'm Sybill," she says.
She can talk. Of course she can talk. Everything talks. Like the way she was standing off the path, listening to me. Who would do that but a spy?
I don't attack. She's not, and if she decides to, I'll win. She shouldn't have revealed herself. So why did she? She doesn't look stupid. I decide to return the greeting.
"Hello."
~Sorry for not replying sooner. I hope you're still here.
(November 21, 2017 - 9:04 pm)
Sybill~
The Rose girl looks at me. She looks at me like she thinks I might be a spy. How funny.
If I were to be called a spy...I'd only be spying for myself. But no, I merely listened because I have a greed for knowledge. I want to know everything about everyone, know how to do everything,etcetera.
Her hello was friendly, though.
"I'm glad I've just met you," I say, "It's nice to know there's somebody out here who doesn't mind my need for knowledge."
(November 22, 2017 - 7:03 pm)
Karune/Rose~
"I'm glad I've just met you," the wolf says. "It's nice to know there's somebody out here who doesn't mind my need for knowledge."
A need for knowledge? Good reason to be a spy. She could sell her information, get rich off of what she would do anyway, off what she loves. She might not, of course, pleasure uncorrupted by obligation and all, but no, she could still have that with the job.
"I imagine so," I say. I wonder which side she's on. Probably the Resistance's, if any.
(November 27, 2017 - 8:38 am)
I take another look at the girl. Something seems familiar about her. I remember what I know about her.
And then I start to wonder about something.
"Are you with the Resistance?" I ask. I'm not. Who would want to work for somebody else when they could just work for themself? It makes things so much easier, after all.
~Sybill
(November 27, 2017 - 11:55 am)
Rose/Karune~
The wolf looks at me funny. Almost like she recognizes me. She might. I haven't exactly been monitoring what information about me gets out. I curse inwardly. I really should have.
"Are you with the Resistance?" she asks. A thousand questions flicker through my mind. Why is she asking? Does she know? Will she be able to tell if I lie? Will I lie? In any case, I can't let this take any longer than the split second it already has.
"No."
(November 28, 2017 - 2:08 pm)
Sybill~
Rose looks bewildered for a split second. Did she understand? Why is she hesitating?
Does she even know what the Resistance is?
"No." Rose says. I look at her. Did she lie? Does she know what she's talking about?
If she did lie, what can I do to get her to trust me?
I realize I've been staring and I avert my gaze to the bushes. The bushes are rustling.
Wait...Why are they rustling like that...?
(I had to add a plot twist, sorry)
(November 29, 2017 - 5:35 pm)
Rose~
The wolf watches me intently, as if trying to look through me. I hold her gaze.
A sound from the bushes; leaves and twigs moving. The wolf looks away, towards the source of the rustling, and I feel a tiny golden bloom of victory deep in my chest, even though we weren't having a staring contest. I turn to watch the bushes as well.
Sudden realization seizes me, and I quietly take half a step back and prepare to reach for one of my weapons.
~I hope you have an idea for what's happening in the bushes, because I don't. I know that Karune is ready for it to be an enemy, though, and is currently scanning all directions with as many senses as possible.
(November 30, 2017 - 11:05 am)
Sybill-
I bare my fangs and growl at the bushes. They shake harder, and now there's laughter. Rose looks just as confused as I feel.
"Who's there?" I growl.
No response.
"Didn't you hear me?" I growl.
"You didn't say please!" A voice replies happily. There's more laughing.
"Who's there...uh, please?" I say, very confused.
"Me!" The voice says.
"Who's me...please?" I say, growing aware that this may all be a trick.
No response.
And then, strangely there is just, "Codes are for toads!"
"What?" I say, confused.
"Code."
"Huh?"
"Morse code, silly, I tapped out my name in Morse Code!" The voice said, amused.
Okay, who is this? And why do they still use Morse code? Nobody uses or even knows Morse code anymore!
~I do have an idea, but you can choose who the creature/person in the bushes is if you want.
(November 30, 2017 - 5:26 pm)
Rose~
Sybill growls. Whatever's in the bushes responds by laughing.
"Who's there?" Sybill demands. The mystery person is silent.
"Didn't you hear me?"
"You didn't say please!" The voice is playful, joking. Its owner laughs again.
"Who's there... um, please?" Sybill asks, more mildly.
"Me!"
"Who's me, please?"
A tapping sound comes from the direction of the voice. Is that Morse code? If it is... C-I-A-R-A-N. Ciaran. A name meaning dark, dark-haired, or little dark one.
"Codes are for toads!" Ciaran shouts.
"What?" Sybill says. I'm confused for a moment, but then I realize she probably doesn't know Morse code.
"Code," Ciaran says, like that one word explains everything.
"Huh?"
"Morse code, silly! I tapped out my name in Morse code!" Ciaran must be either surprisingly patient, or extremely pleased with himself. Or herself. I think Ciaran is a boys' name, but that doesn't mean they're a boy.
Sybill looks annoyed. I guess she doesn't know Morse.
"Ciaran," I say.
"What?" from Sybill, and at the same time, "That's me! Clever Rosie-posy!" from the bushes.
~Go ahead and reveal them, beyond the name I still have no idea who they could be.
(December 1, 2017 - 6:18 pm)
After Rose explains Ciaran's name I step closer to the Bush.
"So, um, Ciaran, could you reveal yourself...please?"
"Spelunking idea!" Ciaran replies gleefully.
And then there is a bunch of words coming from Ciaran before they reveal themself.
"Fiery! Flaming! Flickers! FWOOSH!"
Suddenly Ciaran jumps out from the bushes.
"Am I fiery or what?" He says gleefully.
I have no idea what to call him. He looks like a large lizard, about the size of a cat. So only a bit smaller than me. His scales are dark, darker than the night. He has a line of fur running from the tip of his nose to the end of his tail that is dark red. He has tiny little black horns that are really more of stubs.
And they're on fire. So is his mane.
"Um...certainly," I say warily.
Ciaran stands up on his back legs and he is now slightly taller than me. He gives me a grin, revealing black fangs that are also on fire.
Okay, Ciaran really is fiery. This is getting creepy.
"Yay! Fire, fire, FIRE for Ciaran and his friends! Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire...," Ciaran says. He giggles and claps excitedly.
Oh boy. Now I've got a flaming lizard on my paws.
But then I see his arm. It has a gleaming metal band on it, with a number. And...is that BIG written on it, or BID?
~Sybill
(December 2, 2017 - 4:15 pm)
Rose~
Sybill moves towards the bushes Ciaran is hidden in. "So, um, Ciaran, could you reveal yourself... Please?"
"Spelunking idea!" Ciaran replies. I blink. Spelunking is cave exploration. "Fiery! Flaming! Flickers! Fwoosh!" I narrow my eyes. What does fire have to do with this?
And then Ciaran leaps out, and I understand.
"Am I fiery or what?"
He is. He looks like a giant lizard with a little bit of fur and fire. His horns and fur are literally on fire. It must be fueled by some sort of chemical glands under his skin, but that must require him to eat obscene amounts of... I don't even know what.
"Um," Sybill says. She had paused before replying, probably confused. To be honest, I am, too. "Certainly."
Ciaran stands on his hind legs, a motion that surprises me and forces me to rethink my initial assumption of his anatomy, and smiles, revealing teeth blackened from the flames surrounding them. I wouldn't want him to bite me, but at least the flames might prevent infection. But that thought is quickly overshadowed when I notice the metal band around his... frontal appendage.
"Yay! Fire, fire, FIRE for Ciaran and his friends! Fire, fire, fire, fire..." Ciaran claps as he chants. Sybill stares at him, as do I.
27 BIG, says the wristband.
Ciaran was made by the Brazen Inquiry Guild, and there are at least 26 others like him.
The B.I.G. is an enemy of the Resistance, and I was not long ago a Resistance member. Did they send Ciaran for me?
I smooth over any concern my expression, voice or body language might give away. "So, what brings you here, Ciaran? Please?"
Ciaran stops his chant. "It's a trick question! The answer is B!"
"B for BIG?" I ask.
"Big bad wolf!" Ciaran drops down onto all fours again and scuttles towards me, then is singeing the bushes a moment after my foot decides to connect with him.
"Ow! Owowowowowieyow!" Ciaran howls. "Mean old Rosie! She kicked me! Oww!"
"What was that for?!" Sybill shouts.
"I'm sorry," I say, widening my eyes and holding out one hand as the messenger bird stirs in the other. "It was a reflex. I didn't intend to."
"It huuuurts! Liar! Rosie's a liar! Liar, liar, pants on fire!" Ciaran has stopped rolling on the ground and is now standing again, pointing and burning ferociously. This is bad.
"I'm sorry, Ciaran," I say, kneeling and holding my hand out to him, low to the ground with palmup. "Are you okay?"
~Sorry to leave you a cliffhanger like that, but I don't want to control too much. I might post a drawing of Ciaran soon.
(December 2, 2017 - 8:20 pm)
Sybill~
Ciaran looks at Rose's hand, disgusted. He complains some more, but he truthfully doesn't look hurt. I'm still a little angry at Rose, but even I have to admit a big ferocious looking lizard repeatedly saying," Yowie! Not like liar-Rosie! Owie, ow, ouch!" is a little...silly.
Ciaran finally stamps his foot, says,"Maybe your shoes just have a bad temper," and high-fives her.
Then Ciaran claps and jumps up and down. "Now we be friends! Spelunking, spellbinding, spectacular, woosh!" Spellbinding? That's an awfully strange word to describe a friend ship. But then again, Ciaran is really strange.
Then Ciaran scuttles towards me.
"Big bad wolfie!" He says, clapping. "Have big teeth. Bite band away!" Ciaran stands on his back legs and extends his armband-leg towards me.
"Me free-spirit, not BIG boy! Freedom for friends! Fiery freedom! Yay!"
(December 3, 2017 - 10:24 am)