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The CrownAft

The Crown

After countless numbers of Council and Embassy meetings, I prepare myself for the Kyngdom Coucil, where are the leaders and royalty of Kyngdom will be meeting in the East. I brush my fur, although it's not like I have hair like an anthro, and select a black halter gown with gold speckles along the bottom trim. It's simple, yet elegant, and although I'm not a big fan of dresses, I don't mind wearing this one. I then take the Crown. Taking a deep breath, I put it on. Master Nova used magic so that it would take the form of a tiara. It's pretty, and it shows me to be a queen of some sort, but it's also a risk. But it would be hard for any agent of Catastrophe or Catastrophe himself to tell that it was the Crown--after all, all other leaders and royalties will be wearing crowns and tiaras or other distinguishable items.

I take a deep breath and step out of my room, while my guards push past the crowd of people and I head to the large room where the Council is meeting.

(Is it possible that any Pur whoevers or anyone else will be here? That way we could also RP on here. Also, representatives will be here too, so if you guys represent a species or group of people, you are invited to attend.)

 

submitted by Mina
(July 11, 2017 - 11:48 am)

back to the KYNGDOM™ RP Board

Etoile! Where did you go? We need you on my thread. It's fallen to the second page. 

submitted by Viola?, age Secret, Secret
(August 28, 2017 - 9:07 am)

She wrote on the page before this, I believe. 

submitted by Heather@Viola?
(August 28, 2017 - 12:02 pm)

Wait what?

I said let me out, She repeated.

Fine! look I'm sorry, I should have asked...

And?

I had my reasons you know.

Well let me out

"YOU DON"T HAVE TO SHOUT AT ME!"

"Something wrong mutt? going insane?"

"Shut up!"

I unfuse Heather's SOUL from the sword and broke the necklace.

her SOUL is now free.

but before I saw what happen next.

Pater Iustitiae burst in Yellow.

And just like that. I was blasted away from Catastrope. And landed by the restance medic camp.

my last thought before I blacked out?

"Let me fight my battle Pater"

 

 

Writer note.

ok I'm sorry about the control I've done. I need to write something because there was really nothing happening. I mean what two post a day (no offence) and I wanted to rp more.

so ya I'm sorry.

also. did you guys use Translate? or did you see the post I made a long time ago that I was having trouble with the admins (again no offance). eather way... you fiddle the riddle.

however only very few in the story know the truth...

like.... one other.

they will find out.

at the end.

but at least since all of you know now, I can stop saying Pater.

wait I like saying Pater

ugh! I'm babbling again.

signing off! 

submitted by Alex R., age 14
(August 27, 2017 - 5:18 pm)

~Sunset~

I have been holding down the lion for a few minutes now, and I still don't know...

More later. I am not really feeling like writing.   And what are we going to do with the powers?

submitted by Sunset, age 14, Californa
(August 27, 2017 - 6:19 pm)

I feel my legs. 

And then my arms.

I crack my neck and casually stretch out my limbs.

I let my tail bristle and I smirk.

I take my gun and fire at Catastrophe, shot after shot, not blinking, only advancing.

And just when I got here, he's gone.

I twirl my gun back into its socket and start to head off for the large white tent I saw Alex fly off like an idiot in. I've missed him though. I've missed everyone.

I've missed this. 

I kill about ten soldiers on my way to the tent. Anyone who has the red Catastrophe emblem that stays in my way is dead within a second.

I push up the flaps of the tent and see Alex laying on a white doctor's bed. I don't even notice the looks of shock I get from everyone. 

He starts to stir, and looks around before catching my eye.

"Heather?!"

I give another smirk. "It's good to be back. Now what've I missed?"

submitted by Heather
(August 28, 2017 - 12:09 pm)

"Well Heather...." I say while sitting up "First are you missing anything? A finger? A bone? A lung?"

"Huh?" She tilts her head slightly.

"Nevermind, I am sure the revival went well." Examining her just to be sure.

"What did I miss?"

"Oh ya, well....." I and a couple of others fill her in about the relics, deaths of allies and enemies, the ball and the arival of my girlfriend. Sabotaginga truck and freeing prisoners like Kimi. All the juicy bits.

"Now excuse me I have a fight to finish." Getting up I was about to leave the tent when a wall of yellow sprang up. Preventing me from leaving.

"Now listen here Filius, I am tired of your recklessness. You are not ready to fight that... that Daemonium. I want you to rest here until every wound is healed. Intellegis?"

"Pater, let me leave!"

"Actually," Quill objects, "He has a point. I mean you have two broken ribs, a gash in the side of your chest that is barely healing, and a facture in your arm. I'm surprised you werd able to get up so quick."

"Nothing a little Magic can't fix." I grab one of Eris' red bottles and it explodes in my hand.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Non Magicae" 

This is getting annoying.

submitted by Alex R, age 14
(August 28, 2017 - 9:03 pm)

If I'm not wrong, is your father in your sword? I'm sorry if that sounds confusing, but you refer to your sword as "Pater," which means, "father," in Latin. I know because I used to call my father Pater when I lived in the Dolor Felis village, and my mother Mater. Actually, my last name has some Latin words. Do they also use Latin in Zekia? Or is it just you? 

submitted by Mina@Alex R.
(August 28, 2017 - 9:18 pm)

Yes. a flat out yes, to both. I thought I said the second one already on Zekia: Land of Anthro (which sadly died), and no you weren't confusing. Latin is the Native to Zekia so everyone speaks it, English is a second language. In fact  Pater Iustitiae means Father of Justice in Latin.

why the heck not, let me give some lore about the Sword of Names

When the owner dies, his SOUL replaces the one already in the Sword and the Sword gets a new name, which is the relation to the heir plus the SOUL type. So if I die and had a son, it would turn from Pater Iusitiae to Pater Fortitudo. If grandchild then Fortitudo Avus. The Sword of Names as I like to call it is suppose to act like a gaurdian to the heir. protecting the Heir and helping them in battle,The Sword of course has a mind of it's own so if the Heir desides to go on a bloody massacre, the Sword will not work, maybe even kill the heir, and find a new one, well a least thats the idea because that hasn't happen yet and hopefully never will.

I hope this answers any questions you may have. 

submitted by Alex R@Mina, age 14
(August 29, 2017 - 8:48 am)

Oh okay, cool! And that did clear things up, I'm glad I wasn't confusing. XD

Thanks! 

submitted by Mina
(August 29, 2017 - 12:18 pm)

Paprika~

I've been running through the forest for hours, barely ever stopping to catch my breath. The dagger I slipped into the folds of my skirt this morning feels heavy, and it bangs against my legs every other step. Exhausted, I slow to a walk. 
Suddenly, I hear screaming, and the sharp clang of steel on steel. It seems to be coming from right in front of me. I cautiously peer through the trees and find that they stop just a few feet ahead of me to reveal a large, grassy field. I gasp at what lays on that field.
Thousands of soldiers are fighting, and the ground is soaked in blood. I am about to turn back, go back to the endless constraints of nobility.... but something makes me stop in my tracks.
It's a girl.
She looks to be about my own age, with two red braids and mechanical wings- and she's about to be attacked from behind by an opposing soldier. 
Without thinking at all, I hitch my skirts up to my knees, pull out the dagger, then sprint across the field. Just as the soldier is about to attack the girl, I reach them.
"NO!" I scream. It startles the opposing soldier and he spins around to face me. I try to lunge at him with my dagger outstretched, but he's too fast for me and I am soon pinned to the ground. He looks down at me with scorn, obviously thinking, She's not worth killing. He walks away, and the girl I saved stares down at me.
I do a double take. She looks just like me! Memories start flooding my brain, and I suppress them. The girl offers a hand to help me up, but I don't take it. 
"Thank you for saving me," she says. "Come with me."
Before I have a chance to respond, she's grabbed me by the wrist and we're running towards a tent.  She brings me inside, and is soon talking to another one of the soldiers, this one a Dolor Felis wearing a torn black evening gown. 
"General Mina," says the girl, and salutes. 
"Yes?" says the other.
"This girl saved me. I've never seen her before. "
"All right, Microchip. Return to the battle. As for you," she looks at me, "you stay here." 
I curtsy, and self-consciously notice that my dress is torn, my hair is mussed, and my arms and probably also my face are smudged with dirt.
"Hello, General Mina," I say.
"What is your name?" she asks.
"Sonia Pur Abadore. But please call me Paprika."
"All right, Paprika. The Resistance thanks you for saving Microchip."
"Wait... You're from the Resistance? Um...well.....Can I join?" The Resistance! I'd always dreamed of being one of them, and this may be my only chance.
~
Mina, sorry if I controlled you too much. Could you please tell Paprika whether she can join or not?
submitted by Paprika, age 13, Council battle
(August 31, 2017 - 4:30 pm)

Nice post Paprika! And no, you got everything right, and you didn't control it at all. (Actually, one minor correction, I'm in a Resistance uniform and black cape now lol but that doesn't really matter.)

Moi (and me, Mina! Gosh! XD ~Baron)~

"Wait, you're from the Resistance? Um...well...can I join?" she asks.

"Sure," I reply. "Just complete a physical by Quill later. And a phsycological later. But right now, we need people that will fight."

I look at her. She's ready to fight, but a dress will only get in her way.

I ask the nurses for a black uniform, and they come back with one that seems to be her size.

"Try this on," I say, tossing her the package. I then toss her a sword. Her eyes widen and I can't help but smile. "It's basically a big dagger. If you need help, I'm here. Any questions?"

She shakes her head hurriedly, obviously overwhelmed.

I give her a smile of sympathy. "We don't usually welcome new members like this. You're a good fighter, Paprika, I'm sure you'll be okay. Everything will be more proper once this battle is over."

She nods back. "Thank you. For welcoming me. Where should I go to fight?"

"Trust your instincts," I reply. I then pat her on the shoulder and head for the exit of the tent, where I meet Baron. His usual bright fur is matted with blood and dirt.

"Who's this?" he asks quietly to me.

"Paprika," I reply back. "You okay?"

He nods. "I'm fine. You?"

Before I can reply, his eyes have already caught on the place that I didn't want people to see. But he's a cat. He has better eyes than most humans and others. I should have concealed it better.

"Mina, what happened to your collarbone?"

Around my shoulder area, blood seeps through my black cloak, and I wince. "It's nothing."

"It's something," he replies. "What were you shot by? How...?"

"I was helping a wounded soldier up," I respond. "And someone caught me off guard. Luckily they couldn't aim very well at that moment and time and only nicked my collar bone."

"'Nicked,'" he sarcastically replies. "Mina, you need to go to the medical tent."

"No," I reply. "Others are there that need more help than me. Don't worry about it. Let's go fight."

But what he doesn't know is that I've been poisoned. I love the fun of a little poison, a little gamble with how well one antibiotic will work. I've dealt with worse poison before when I was being experimented on by SOCS, but it still stings. And I don't know how long it will take to infect everything else. I just hope the battle will end by then. And if it doesn-

I blush as a light peck on my cheek interrupts my thoughts. I spin around towards the entrance and see a cat tail disappear.

Baron, I swear. 

submitted by Mina
(August 31, 2017 - 10:52 pm)

Oh. XD

submitted by Author of Microchip, and Paprika
(September 1, 2017 - 6:41 am)

What?

submitted by Mina@Microchip
(September 1, 2017 - 11:57 am)

I imagine she's just reacting to your correction.

submitted by Viola?, age Secret, Secret
(September 2, 2017 - 2:04 pm)

I push back the flap of the Emergency Tent. It's more of a building, really, with wood walls and a roof made out of canvas. This is the main tent, but there are countless other smaller rooms spreading out around it. The sounds of battle can still be heard through the walls, and nurses and doctors run around, the stress of a war showing in their faces.

I grab the arm of a nurse nearby. She jumps, and her eyes widen as she looks at me. I imagine I look slightly insane, as she pales when she focuses on my face. 

"Are you hurt?" she barks, surprising me with how firm her voice is. "We don't have a lot of room, and since you're good enough to walk here, I'll just have to have you wait."

"No, no," I say quickly. "I'm not hurt. I was just wondering if I could see someone-"

I take a deep breath. My heart races, and the adrenaline of the battle mixes badly with my terror.

"Someone important to me," I finish. I'm impatient, and I think the nurse notices.

She scowls.

"This isn't a reception hall buddy," she snaps. "Who is it you want to see?"

"Sprocket. Sprocket of SailHaven."

Her face darkens.

"How dare you," she breathes. "Come in here and ask to see a member of head command. Like you run the place. You're just a common foot soldier. Not even that high up by the looks of it. How do I know you won't do something to her while she's hurt? No sir. Go out and do your duty to the Resistance."

She pushes me towards the door, surprisingly strong for her size. I struggle against her, but I'm already tired from the battle and my limbs are weak.

"Please, no!" I shout as she pushes me closer to the exit. "I have to see her! At least tell me she's ok!"

The nurse must have heard my desperation and concern, because her grip loosens.

"She's fine. Just hurt pretty bad. She'll make it hopefully. Do you have something you want to tell her?"

"Just tell her Kristjan is here and that the red guys are tailing. She'll understand."

The nurse nods, then opens the tent flap and pushes me out. 

 

submitted by Kristjan
(September 4, 2017 - 8:08 pm)
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