by Queen of Spades » Sun Apr 03, 2011 5:18 am
((Alright, I now have the post made up! Poof! It's night! And here's my post, stating what's even going on.))
Two more days and I'll be a free man. Andrian thought happily as he stood next to the window in his new room. He was staring at the stars. His father had become worried about his free spirit, so he was located to one of the towers, so he couldn't just hop out of the window in his first floor room. Which Andrian had already done, but no one had to know. But, now he couldn't just hop out and hop back in. If he hopped out, he could break a leg, and even if he made it out unscathed, he'd have no way of getting back in. It wasn't a very tall tower. On the contrary, it was the shortest in the castle, but it was a good three stories high.
His thoughts were cut short when he hears two grunts then the tell-tale sound of bodies hitting the floor outside his room. He grabbed his sword from the bedside, and headed to the door, expecting someone to burst right through. That's when he knew it was all a trap. The moment he heard the placement of a bolt into a crossbow. He swiftly turned, hoping to evade the shot, only to get a crossbow bolt embedded in his chest. It wasn't the side of his heart, which made sense, because if he was turned, his heart would technically be on the opposite side of where it was when facing the person. Andrian fell to his knees, his hand clenched around the hilt of his sword. He felt another bolt hit his shoulder as he tried to get up. He ran towards his attacker, managing to get a hit on his chest with the blade of his sword, and making the assassin fall out of the window. He then heard the doors behind him open. "He's wounded, kill him!" A voice ordered. Andrian slowly turned to face the onslaught of at least ten armed men bearing down on him. Survival instinct kicked in, and the prince started to fight them.
Despite being wounded, Andrian fought well, his will to survive helping quite a bit here. He actually did manage to take down the group, and their bodies were littering the room. He took a quick glance around the room before he himself collapsed, his sword sliding away from him as it hit the hard stone floor. He could feel the growing amount of blood on his clothing, and he could see some of the liquid slowly puddling around him before it went black.
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Currently, Bertram and Idonea were both asleep, but they both awoke to the sound of yelling outside the door. It came from the guards who guarded their room. The king quickly grabbed his sword, and rushed to the door, only to find his guards fighting with some cloaked men. He joined in the fight. With him there, it basically ensured victory. When the last one fell, he turned to the sound of a muffled scream. Idonea was being forced to the window. "Unhand her." He ordered while striding towards them, sword raised. The assassin merely put a knife to the queen's throat. "Come any closer and the only thing that'll be left of her will be her corpse." Bertram stopped, though his face was unchanged. Soon, a side door opened, and an archer came in and shot the assassin, freeing the queen, who in turn ran to the safety of her husband's arms. "Alert the town." Was Bertram's simple orders to the guards.
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Instead of laying in bed, waiting for the sleep that wouldn't come until much later, Lakyle was up, fully dressed, and cleaning up some of the dishes. He didn't even hear anything, yet somehow, he suddenly felt an incredible stinging sensation on his back, like he had been cut. The pain spread from the middle of his back to his shoulder. He staggered back, then another strike was placed on his chest. He looked at his attacker for a second. He was in a black cloak, so he couldn't tell what he looked like. His gaze then turned to the wound on his chest. He felt himself falling. It felt like he was falling in slow motion. The last thing he remembered, was seeing the floor before him before he blacked out.
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She didn't know what woke her, but as soon as Naia blinked open her eyes, she could tell something was wrong. She teetered out of bed, and headed to the kitchen. "Brother, what are-" She suddenly stopped, her eyes growing wider as she examined the scene before her. Her older brother was on the floor, in the middle of a pool of red liquid the young girl knew as blood. She didn't react right away, not really knowing how to react. Soon enough, she shrieked loudly. "Lakyle!" She screamed as she ran to her brother's body on the floor. Her feet got wet, and her white nightgown was getting stained red at the hem as she tried to help her brother. After no avail, she remembered what Rose told her, "If you need help, just come over." The six year old dashed out the door, and ran down the street, tears welling in her eyes as she started to cry. When she came to Rose's house, she banged on the door as loud as she could. "Rose! Rose! It's Naia! Help, please help!" She yelled frantically.
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Gabriel had just successfully fended off the assassins that were sent to kill him, with nary a scratch. They didn't know how to react to his magic. He ran out of his house and towards the city. When he arrived, there were guards scurrying to and fro, warning people of assassins and saying how the king was attacked and queen almost killed. The city bell was also ringing, warning people to stay inside. He himself ran throughout the town. He soon came upon a young girl banging on the door. She was stained in someone else's blood, he could tell. She herself wasn't hurt, yet her feet, legs, and hands were all red. He strode over to her. Naia looked up, then squealed lightly. "Don't worry, I'm here to help you." He said calmly. He bent down so he was level with her. "What happened?" "My-my-my brother... He got h-hurt." She stuttered, obviously trying her hardest not to cry while talking. "Rose can help me." She said simply. Gabriel stood, recognizing the name. He himself knocked on the door. "Rose, it's Gabriel, the mage leader." He called through the door.
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Ever since she heard the bell, Jacine was busy getting dressed. She was asleep when the bell sounded, and it quickly woke her up. She lived in the country outside the city, so she never heard the yells of guards, but the bell was a different story. She dashed out of her house, and towards the city. While travelling down the road, a knight caught up wither her. He was blonde, and had a sword in his hand. "I'm gonna be your travel buddy for the night." He said simply. "Call me Stephan." Jacine was a little surprised, but just nodded, and ran beside the knight. "And I'm Jacine." She responded.
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What the hell's going on? Fleur thought as she stood amongst all of the panicked people rushing back to their homes. What they were doing out in the first place this late, she'd never know. She would sometimes get clipped by a villager, but wouldn't think much of it as she slowly wandered around, hoping to get more info. A guard rushed past her on a horse, then screeched to a halt. "There are enemies about, seek shelter immediately!" He warned her, then sped off. Fleur glared. I'll do what I want, jerk. She thought, then continued to walk. She soon broke out into a run towards the castle. That would be the best place to see the action. That's where the enemies probably were.
((Well, that was hell typing up. So, make the most of this post, dang it. Don't let the RP die after I slaved away, trying to get this up. =P
Oh, and for assassins, you control your own. But remember, the only ones getting attacked are heads, second in commands, and royalty. Not everyone has to get hurt, some can come out unscathed, like Gabriel did, or some can nearly die, like what poor Andrian and Lakyle are going through. Oh, and for those who have non-important characters, villagers and just the normal knights, like Stephan, Jacine, Fleur, Julian, Selda, and others, they can get hurt if they try to defend people, or just get in the way, or find one of the assassins. Because then the assassins would want to kill them.))
I quit the forums, so you can kick me out of any RP, I don't care, I'm not RPing on here anymore. If you want to know where I moved, PM me and I'll give you links to one of the two websites. I still will check for any PMs, and I'm keeping my pets, however nothing much out of that. Goodbye, CS forums, we've had a good run, but you just went down the crapper.
Dear mods, GrandAbandon is my cousin. She just recently came to live with me and my parents, due to a really crappy circumstance in her previous home. Though we use the same computer now, she is not me, and I am not her. Please don't ban either of us. I do help her with some things, as well, so she's pretty caught up on rules and whatnot.