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The king notices something the troop said. "Narrator.. is deceased?"

"He had an engagement with a plague doctor in Gerenhiem before he passed. We're only gonna say that much." One of the troops said as the other troops were drawing negative energy from the room making the room frigid.
 
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The king nods. "Who was the plague doctor?"

"We're not going to tell you, as this is going to be the last thing you ever hear from anyone" as the other troops were fully charged reducing the room temperature to -2 degrees Celsius. They all revealed demonic forms before blasting the King with vast amounts of dark energy.
 
The king's arm was immobilized. "Ow. That hurt. You do know.." His eyes flash orange for a second. "That hurting royalty.. can result in death?" He sits down. Coldly staring at the demons.


Pun intended
 
The king's arm was immobilized. "Ow. That hurt. You do know.." His eyes flash orange for a second. "That hurting royalty.. can result in death?" He sits down. Coldly staring at the demons.


Pun intended

"Yes, your death" one of the demons said before summoning a pentagram around the king's throne as another demon got out a golden greatsword.
 
The king takes a bluesteel blade and wields it with his right hand. "Hey, at least somebody likes my jolly ranchers," he says before charging at a demon.
 
He can withstand more than you think. Or in this case, withsit more than you think..

(Nice pun)


"you have two options your highness, you will either die from the hands of our sword, or we could possess your warrior and have HIM kill you, so how'd you like to be conqored?" One of the demons said while another blocks.
 
"Eh, the former seems better," the king replies. His sword glows a bright orange, a sign of a special attack charging up.
 
"Eh, the former seems better," the king replies. His sword glows a bright orange, a sign of a special attack charging up.

The demons send out some of their dark energy at the warrior effectively possessing him in a dark pentagram. The warrior walks into the frigid room with their sword drawn.
 
Darn, they chose the latter, the king thought. He shoots an orange beam at the warrior, knocking him WAY back.
 
Darn, they chose the latter, the king thought. He shoots an orange beam at the warrior, knocking him WAY back.

The possessed warrior gets up as if he was unscathed before saying "Sorry (insert king's first name here) but you need to let the working class rule" as he then made a ball of pure darkness.
 
"Oh shi(take mushrooms)," says the King before running behind a table. Made of steel. He calls upon the power of Narrator's soul to guide him.


...


Were you expecting a pun?
 
"Oh shi(take mushrooms)," says the King before running behind a table. Made of steel. He calls upon the power of Narrator's soul to guide him.


...


Were you expecting a pun?

"Narrator is dead, you have no one to call upon!" The warrior said as he fired the darkness at the king before taunting "where's your narrator now!"
 
The Darkness slams right into the king's back. He gets up and says, "Wuld nah kest!" It seems like he teleports right in front of the warrior. "Listen to yourself. The you I know wouldn't say anything on the matter. This is highly irregular."


He doesn't like fighting.
 
The Darkness slams right into the king's back. He gets up and says, "Wuld nah kest!" It seems like he teleports right in front of the warrior. "Listen to yourself. The you I know wouldn't say anything on the matter. This is highly irregular."


He doesn't like fighting.

The warrior steps back and takes the opportunity to stab the king in the chest!
 
The king probably cannot last long and he knows this. He yells, "Zun haal viik!" and the warrior's blade is knocked far.
 
The king probably cannot last long and he knows this. He yells, "Zun haal viik!" and the warrior's blade is knocked far.

"A greedy king and a cowardly king!" The warrior retorted "why can't you simply let the working class rule for once" as he punched the king's immobile arm!
 
"I always give you guys 80% of the money!" the king replies, rubbing his arm. He kicks the warrior in the face.
 
"I always give you guys 80% of the money!" the king replies, rubbing his arm. He kicks the warrior in the face.

"You are still the bourgeoisie and need to be overthrown, Lihko will deal with you soon!" As the demons in the background start plastering pentagram small over the king's walls eventually leading to a 13ft tall red orb appearing in the king's chamber.
 
The king looks away. "Please put something on, demon," he says.

"Dats de problem width yu royelty guys, yuor tu repressiv. Yu criminaliz de prostetutes & make de women covair demselfs!" Lihko said before giving a fiery punch to the king knocking him back considerably as a demon charges with his greatsword.
 

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