Fantasia

In OOC Fantasia, I talked about starting a new kind of Forum RP. Not too many signed up, but I'm going to go ahead and start this in a separate thread. If anyone becomes interested, please PM me and signup here,OOC-Fantasia. So far, Sora-X is the only one who has signed up for this. I will go ahead and begin, hoping to get some people interested.

Well, here we go;

Fantasia is flourishing, and war has been averted for many years. However, earthquakes have begun to shake the land. With each quake, a crack has begun to take form within the center battleground. This crack is located at the very center of Fantasia, and all are becoming ancy about it. King of Drakonia, Tourias, called a meeting of the three rulers within Silver City, to discuss the matter.

Tourias looked over the conference room. It was somewhat small for a city such as this, but no matter. The walls were silver stone, just like the rest of the fortress city. On the walls were portraits of the previous rulers of Drakonia. As for the rest of the room, bland, boring, and utterly...well...plain.

Lost in his thoughts, the messanger intered to announce the arrival of Mariana, Queen of Ivania. As she intered, he couldn't prevent himself from noticing her spectacual beauty. Long yellow locks, bright green eyes, shining with intelligence. Tall and slim, she was an incredible queen indeed.

"Hello Tourias, its been to long my friend."

"Yes it has Mariana, its good to see you again."

"And what of Kyrian? Has he not arrived?" It was obvious she couldn't hide her longing to see Kyrian. They'd been in love for the longest time, but as rulers of their own countries, they both knew there was no hope.

"No he hasen't. I was hoping he'd be punctual for once." And people in hell wanted ice water. Just as he finished his thought, the messanger arrived to announce Kyrian's arrival.

As king of Silivas, he was an arrogant one. But kind none the less.

"Hello Tourias," he paused "Hello Mariana."

"Hello Kyrian." There was no missing the longing in their eyes.

And on that note, they began their meeting.

Tourias began.

"We are gathered here to discuss the resent quakes plaguing our land. No doubt you can feel them, or at least the after-shocks in your lands as well?"

"Yes" Kyrian answered "And its quite pissed me off, and my subjects as well. We've had several homes topple, and our cathedral was nearly wiped out as well."

"The people are in a panic." Mariana began "I've had no peace what-so-ever, and my people are starting to think the gods themselved are passing judgment. If this keeps up, there could be riot within Ivania."

"So what do you propose we do?" Tourian began "If we try to give them explanations without knowing the reason ourselves, we could find distrust among our subjects."

I'll continue this meeting in my next political post....

 

Chaos

Chaos was standing within the center battlegrounds, brooding within his own thoughts. Just as he was moving to leave, the ground began to shake. Chaos could barely keep his footing. As the quake became more turbulent, the voices of the dead became louder, and much clearer. He could hear their every word, every thought. Everything they had said or thought a moment before their untimely demise.

The shaking was getting more violent by the minute. For a moment the quake subsided.

Chaos waited a moment. "Is it over?" He asked himself.

However it was not. The shaking began again, even worse than before. Chaos had no choice but to launch himself into the air. As he flew above the land, he noticed something strange was happening to the ground. It was moving, separating. As he watched, the ground began to split, and crack.

When it was finally over, Chaos drifted to the ground beside the massive fissure that had opened. He peered inside, no see the vastness of the abyss below.

Chaos was struck by the most horrifying fear he'd ever experienced.

"My god, father. What have you done?"

Chaos launched himself into the air again, and soared as quickly as he could. He knew in his mind, he must reach the Silver City before the next quake began. Or all was lost.

Even himself.

 

Continuing Post #1

Kyrian was getting frusterated. "We can't simply speak out about this. The situation needs to be handled with care and much thought. The last thing we need is a world-wide panic."

Tourias nodded. "Indeed. If things remain quiet, we could find a solution, or a cause for this. Until then, we need be patient."

Mariana shook her head. "No, I will not keep this from my people. My subjects remail loyal to me, till the death if need be. I will not abolish that trust. I will inform them of the situation."

"Mariana, be reasonable. If we speak out now, hell would take us all."

Touris nodded in agreement, "Kyrian's right, I will not endanger my people. Regardless, we must come to a conclusive agreement. All in favor of keeping this silent stand."

Tourias and Kyrian stood.

"Then the two of you can burn for all I care! I will not hide this!" Mariana shouted.

"Mariana, please. I'm begging you to consider the dire consequenses. We could see WORLD-WIDE CHAOS! That in itself could endanger our subjects!"

Mariana, shaking in rage, ran from the room, her guard following.

"We cannot let this get out." Tourias began, "Guard, find Queen Mariana and sieze her. Then bring her to me."

Kyrian paled, "Tourias! What do you think you're doing?"

"I am promoting peace. I will not let this fragile truce be shattered."

Kyrian froze, "Holding a Queen hostage? You think that will keep the truce? Have you gone mad Tourias?"

"Silence child, I will not have my sanity questioned."

Kyrian drew his sword. "If this is what you intend to do, I shall declare war on Drakonia!"

"You would declare war on MY country? Seems you are the one gone daft."

Tourias' guard returned with Mariana.

"Take her to the quest quarters, and barr the door from the outside."

"Yes, my liege."

"Damn you Tourias," Kyrian began, "I will have your head for this!"

Kyrian stormed out, guards in tow.

As Kyrian left, Tourias' thoughts returned to his lost son, and the terrible fate that awaited them all.

And he laughed triumphantly.

 

Chaos

As Chaos was soaring at top speed to reach Silver City, he heard a soul-splintering scream.

"Ahhh! Dammit!" He began to plummet toward the ground.

The screaming was horrible, he couldn't focus his power. He was falling quickly, and as he was trying to gain back his equalibrium, the screaming faded.

"Divinity," He gasped, "Is there really another who can use Divinity?" He decided to land, but on his way down, he felt a powerful gust of wind.

He froze in panic. "Dragon," He whispered. He could feel its power rushing toward him. He quickly finished his decent. He could feel its hunger, its lust for blood. He turned in the direction of the rushing beast.

He could see the dragon coming. It was an average sized dragon, no longer than 30 feet long, head to tail. It was black, slightly tented green. Thin, not too strong physically. Which means its fire breath would be its main offence, its massive, strong wings as defence.

Drawing his sword, he prepared for the attack.

The dragon was moving fast, he only had one chance to one shot this kill. He stuck his sword's blade into the ground, and began chanting for Divinity. This would take very little of his energy, but he could only use it once.

As the dragon approached, he was ready to cast. "DIVINITY!"

A massive beam of light erupted from between his hands, straight for the dragon. He hoped it would be too slow to avoid it. Unfortunately, it did.

"Dammit." He whispered to himself. And picked his sword up while launching himself into the air. He was going to have to fight it one-on-one.

Please try to keep profanity to a minimum here. You never know when a young one could join. Dammit, damn, etc., should be fine, but try to leave it at that. Thanks.

 

Chaos

"Dammit!" This dragon was a tough one. Chaos rushed forward, and tried to land a thrust to its eye, and its wing got in the way. Chaos pulled back, and tried to flash himself behind it to attack it off guard.

As he was moving to to do such, he saw the dragon turn its head toward the ground. He followed its eyes to see a man and woman on a roof, witnessing the fight. The dragon moved to charge them.

"NO!" He shouted, and flashed himself between them. From his heart, a power gushed from his soul, and he began to glow.

His hair turned golden blond, his skin became almost solid white, and his eyes became liquid silver.

Summoning all the power within himself, he cried, "DIVINE PUNISHMENT!"

Hundreds of beams erupted from his sword, and desintegrated the dragon.

He just hovered, fearing the power he just released.

 

As he was hovering, he heard the woman mention something.

"Did I just hear her say Excalibur?" That was the magic of his father.

He landed, and heard much noise inside the building they entered.

He moved to enter the building.

 

Tourias

Tourias was in his chambers, inside the Silver Terrace, rethinking his strategies. He suddenly heard a terrible scream, which brought him to his knees.

"Dammit, Chaos!"

He tried to stand, but the pain was unbearable. It was like his soul was being torn from his body.

As the screams finally began to fade, he stood, and for the first time, he felt a true fear. Chaos had finally ascended. His power at climax.

The question was, "Did it kill him? Or did he survive?" He looked at the ground, "Why should I be afraid? Surely it destroyed his soul. But if it didn't...there'd be hell for him to pay."

Shuddering at the thought, he shrugged it off, and returned to his strategizing.

Kyrian

Kyrian was in the conference room, speaking with his military advisors, Talc, and Summor.

"And what of our war provisions," He began, "Have we enough supplies?"

"Unfortunately, my liege, due to your decision to go to war with our weapon supplier, we should be praying that our weapons never break."

Kyrian narrowed his glare. "Summor, I'm in no mood for your sarcastic insolence. If I've any need for it, I'll specifically ask you."

Talc shrugged, "Forgive my interruption, but we've discussed our strategies of supplies, yes? Then shall we speak of our actions now? I'd love to kill some Drakonians."

Kyrian nodded, "Yes, I for one have had enough talking for one day, I'm retiring to my chambers. Summor, make the nessecary plans to forge weaponry, and armour. And I'll speak to you on the morrow, Talc."

"Yes my liege," They said in unison.

Mariana

Mariana was sitting at a table in the guest chamber, brooding over what her country would do about her abduction.

Surely Kullyn will nagotiate, She though for a moment, then sighed. No, he's not the type. Doubtless, he'll come for me, offering a ransom, or he'll declare all out war upon Drakonia. Most likely the latter.

Her thoughts soon drifted to Kyrian. Knowing Kyrian, he'll declare war as well, doubtless, he already has. She began to sob, and a terrible realization came apon her.

I love him.

 

Chaos

Chaos shook his head. "It depends, some have to study it, others are born with it." Chaos glanced to the floor, "Unfortunately, most who are born with such power, prefer to use it to gain yet more power."

Using Excalibur's Soul Sight, he looked into the other man's eyes. "Your name is Joshua, is it not?" Without waiting for a reply, he turned back to Natasha.

"So, were you born with this gift, or are you one who has had to study?"

 

Kyrian

The next day

Kyrian and his strategists were in the conference room, discussing their military actions.

"As we've said my liege," Summor began, "We have sent a crier to inform the people we are in need of as smithies."

"Very good."

"We need to first hire willing soldiers to fight against Drakonia, and as we all know, Tourias' forces are a definate force to be reckoned with." Talc stated.

"I am aware of that," Kyrian began, "That would be the simple matter, but what of Queen Mariana?"

"We should begin with gaining territory within Drakonia's borders-"

Kyrian cut Talc off mid-scentence, "I am aware of that as well! I will leave the planning of such things to you. My only concern is getting the Queen out of there safely." I couldn't bear to lose her. He thought to himself.

"Dispatch a messagner to Silivas. We will need her Majesty's forces as well."

Mariana

Mariana was sitting in her confinment as always, alone.

I have to think of a way out of this. There was a sharp knock.

"Your Majesty, I have your dinner. I'm coming in." It was Trina. Trina was the maid who sent Mariana her food.

"Hello your Majesty. It know its not as much as you'd like, but its bread and cheese, with honey milk." Trina has always been kind.

Its been a month already. She thought to herself.

"Thank you Trina, any word about a military movement?"

Trina shook her head. "I'm sorry your Majesty, but I've heard nothing of the sort."

Mariana sighed. "I'm sure they'll be moving on Drakonia soon enough."

"For her Majesty's sake, I do so as well." Trina turned to leave.

"Trina," Mariana started, "You're the only person who has showed me due respect since I've been here. I've grown rather fond of you, and I'd like to speak to you later. If you'd be willing."

Trina smiled. "I'm deeply honored by her Majesty's kindness, but I'm a very busy woman here. If possible, I will come to see you later." She shook her head, "But please to not be affronted if I cannot return."

"Of course not Trina, and thank you. You should go, and attend to your duties. And return only if you are able."

"Thank you your majesty." She left.

Please be safe my Kyrian. She began to sob, wishing only to see him one last time.