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I love Malinor. I have lived here for over 200 years, helping defend the forests and the people within them. However, I have heard whispers on the wind of discontent with the High Council and the Lumidrin. I just want to clear something up. We aren't the problem, you are.

 

You entitled little brats who cast illusions and raise corpses. Yes, you. The cannibals and serial killers. The Varsele who return after every death. Liches, witches. The list goes on. You protest every move the High Council makes, claim that the Lumidrin is being too brutal when it does act, and incompetent when it doesn't, then you turn around and hamper them every chance you get. You purposely try to "White Knight" to get locked up in the cell with your friends because I guess you are, I don't know, batshit insane. And if we execute you, like most of you deserve to be, you amble back in asking why you are now banished. So, I come to my next point.

 

You are not putting up with me, I am putting up with you. And it makes me sick to my stomach.

 

You make life a living hell. You routinely cause crises with our allies and neighbors. You eat people. By Malin, why do you eat people? You refuse to do any work, and complain about the housing situation. You try to stuff eight unrelated people in one house, and then are surprised when there is homicidal drama. You use magic all the time just to be annoying. You are absolutely the worst people in Anthos. You are actually worse than the Flays. I would rather live with them than you. You don't deserve Malin's name. You really don't.

 

So please, leave Malinor. Go form your own utopian society somewhere else where I can't hear you scream bloody murder while you are killing other people. When decent Mali say we don't care what you think, we really don't. The High Council normally takes your ideas and does the exact opposite in order to make sure we are doing everything the right way. I am not joking. I have the minutes from meetings where we do this. I am done listening to you. Just go away. Please.

 

~Ebs, Fourth Prince of Malinor

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Igor sends Ebs a bird asking him to help him form the Coalition of Anti-Edginess in Anthos, or the CAEA as some people may call it.

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"A Prince meltdown... Wonder what type of storm this creates..."

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A letter is sent to Prince Ebs, "Here is a complimentary vial of Edge B Gone to help you with your problems." A bottle of Edge B Gone is in a cask send to Prince Ebs.

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Karin yawns.

 

"Perhaps it is best if you do step down from your princedom. It is not like you do anything for your people when they are in danger. Everytime your people are attacked, you simply walk by and do nothing."

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Kristian nods in approval.

 

Yulnii nods in approval.

 

Eleyas snobbishly sniffs in approval.

 

Veldryn does baby stuff.

 

Tomas plays the lute... in Oren. Seems pretty good.

 

Mikael laughs at the Prince's meltdown.

 

Claire asks her father what exactly the Prince meant.

 

... And a lonely Kha kitten meows at the posters.

 

((Nuuuuu >:( I don't have enough characters.))

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Vierna nods in approval.

 

Briza shrugs.

 

Aerius nods in approval.

 

Frosty is too happy to care.

 

The Corgi barks.

 

Swimmy the Evil Fish eats a halfling.

 

Yellow squawks.

 

The Sky whale has no idea what is happening in the world of the little things.

 

The small Dryad doesn't care. 

 

((Beat 'ya Chris.))

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Adorellan walks around in circles, muttering to himself. "Sodomite prince." Over and over.

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Kalameet seems taken back by the sudden outburst at the people. Kalameet lifts his left hand to rub his temple.

"Oh my... Prince, this isn't the way to make a point. This only furthers the hate of others, and further governs their unjust actions. Perhaps it would be wise to stay your tongue, instead of cursing the Mali which inhabit your city? Perhaps instead of yelling, and cursing their names, guide them to a wiser, more logical future. Lead by example; be their role model. Perhaps this may change the illogical actions of the lesser minded Mali."

Kalameet sighs gently staying his tongue, he seems to cringe slightly at the Princes' outburst.

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"Corpse raisers...? I feel this is directed towards me due to the happenings during the last elven day, despite the fact no corpses were actually raised. Seems like someone's had an other-wordly iron rod planted in the depths of their anus today..."

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"Corpse raisers...? I feel this is directed towards me due to the happenings during the last elven day, despite the fact no corpses were actually raised. Seems like someone's had an other-wordly iron rod planted in the depths of their anus today..."

The entire crowd suddenly winces, that has got to hurt.

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Claire asks her father what exactly the Prince meant.

 

Nigel ruffles his daughter's hair.

 

"It means don't eat people and make sure to bake your uncle Ebs some cookies, okay?"

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