The Emperors "rage"

[Peter Chivay 2494]

 

The Emperor's summer home was heavy with the bass of massive medieval drums and strange instruments.A large sign hung on the door "NO NON-HUMANS" was written in painted black letters. The Emperor may have been old... but he knew how to party. Ale taps flowed like water falls, cactus green smoke clouded the air as if a thick haze. It was a true rage fest. Peter stood tall with his gold encrusted cane in hand, nodding slowly as those around him partied to their hearts content. Popular songs were played such as "Turn down for Oren" and "Pop a potion and I'm sweatin", the plague may have taken over the fringe... but not even the plague in all its might could stop the rage fest.

 

 

The entire mansion packed full of peasants and nobles alike, some wondered how the plague didn't spread. It seems everyone was too busy partying to care. The fringe was something that no one wished to deal with any more, so they'd get as twisted as /humanly/ possible to forget about it.

 

As the party progressed, the weak blacked out- the strong continued to party. Lanon Chivay was seen dancing upon a large oak table, accompanying him were both Arthal Lowedge and Boric Tythus. Some say they drank enough to kill four men, but that was just... speculation. That is when it started to get dark.

 

 

 

The crowd of mansion party goers began to pile outside, strange red stone powered lights began to flicker back and forth as a masked man took the stage. He stood behind something that appeared to be a switch board- almost to a red stone powered vault. However- "trumpet sounds" and other noises that the crowd could not quite explain began to emit from the table- or was the sound coming from around them? No one could quite tell. As the man nodded his head the crowd followed suit, the Emperor having a large smile upon his face as he sees the man begin to slowly turn a dial that is on the switch board.

 

*Drop*

 

The people began to jump, clap, and yell. Not quite sure how to react. The Emperor just simply stood there nodding his head to the music- tapping his gold cane onto the floor to the beat of the music being played.

 

Maybe the Fringe doesn't have to end... if it means constant partying.

 

[Thought I'd write a light hearted post before I went out tonight to let people know I'm still alive, enjoy the ragefest. Feel free to post below about what you did during the human party. ]

[Treshure 5817]

Hobs can be seen snorkeling in a tub of rum.

[SodaiKamikaze 652]

A dwarf disguised as an uncle to the son of a legendary blacksmith can be seen groping human women while doing all sorts of illegal substances located at the party of the year.

[ACanadianCraft (Nate) 682]

Proyce laRouge - The Imperial Lightwieght, had long since passed out in a bush.
Crude drawings of erect phalluses speckle his shirtless form, his **** is nowhere to be seen.
A wayward Basileus must have stolen in, in lieu of a grudge.

[Haribo 385]

Boiendl the Dragonknight fades out. 2 much cactus gr33n

[Frigated 66]

*Crius Horen gets the neon paint and draws stripes on his cheeks. He then snaps a few glow sticks and begins to rave.*

[LPT 771]

George's ghost smokes more weed. living the life

[Snoop 365]

David Campos is caught drunk while making out with a drop dead sexy Oren woman after doing the traditional Salvian Twerk on the dance floor.

[Abeam 511]

Randall Maplewood, despite his peasant status, grinds on a large influx of noble-women during the event, shouting "Turn'd down fah' wha'?"  Occasionally off tune.

[ACanadianCraft (Nate) 682]

Jullius who had been drinking 3 hours before the party.
He dances amongst elves, ignoring the stigma they associated with them.
He spots an undeniably bad *****, and attempts to converse.
However...
http://momspaghetti.ytmnd.com/

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Magnus drops the bass

[Sneaky 189]

Lazare returns from his trip far away where he partied many days in a row to return to a massive rager thrown by Emperor Chivay. He consumes massive amounts of Ale and smoke some cactus green. He preformed a dance they call the "Yeet" and grinds on many noble women.

[Free The Hobbits 859]

Monk Bungo makes the rave cooler by healing everyone's alcohol poisoning and making cool blue lights from his Monk Magic

[3Pac 104]

Dion Light and his friend, Wizard Khalifa enter the house, each of them dragging two garbage bags full of cactus green that Dion collected from his time as an officer of the Abresi Watch in Anthos. Dion throws one bag onto the ground in front of him, before opening the second bag and inhaling like he has just held his breath for a week (if that was possible). He looks up to the others at the party with a wide grin on his face, before yelling, "Pineapple Express!!"

 

((+1 if you think that movie is great, continue scrolling if you are dumb and haven't watched the movie. I'm kidding, you're not dumb if you haven't watched the movie, but you really should.))

 

 

 

 

       

                                                                                                                                               

 

 

 

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[DelaneyG 1279]

Arthal Lowedge puts his old dress clothes on, and makes his way to the 'Rage'.

He walks up the stairs with his good friend Boiendl Horen. They enter the palace, and are immediately swarmed by a group of Raevir and noblewomen.

 

Arthal watches as Boiendl goes off with one of the wenches, and he smirks. He moves deeper into the party.

He looks about, smelling the sweet smell of cactus green, and sticky scent of ale, and the musky aroma of the flesh orgy.

The man holds his hand up as the ball of sparkling lights flashes across his eyes.

He notices his friends Boric and Lanon down near Peter, and he get's his drinking on.

The three men ensued in drinking more liquor than has ever been documented.

 

The three men covered two tables in red duo cups, and filled them all to the brim with ale.

Lanon took out a small pebble, and the game commenced.

 

 

All together, the men must have drank 45 kegs of ale.

 

Lanon, Boric, and Arthal then jumped up onto the table, and began dancing like madmen, playing the role of eye candy to all the women.

 

Arthal hopped off the table, leaving the men as they began to... grind on each other.

 

 

Arthal moved to the music booth, where his good friend DJ BadBoy was running the show.

 

He shouted to the DJ what song he wanted.

 

And so it began.

 

 

 

 

All of a sudden, as if the Imperial Marshal was barking orders, the party guests all got into a large block formation, and began to dance the wobble.

Emperor Peter, Arthal Lowedge, and Philly Fitzroy were at the front of the formation, leading the dancers to glory.

The large group moved in sync, as if they had been practicing for years. Whenever a man or woman stumbled out of place, they were gripped by the shirt, and thrown off the balcony by other party-goers.

 

 

As the music ended, the DJ put on his signature tune:

 

 

The crowd roared and cheered, and a mosh pit began to form. Nobles and peasants alike were taken down by the orgy of fists, legs, and bodies in general. Leric, one of the Caerngard threw his hands into the air, before immediately getting KO'd by Constance Briarwood.

 

 

Partakers of the party were dropping like flies, and soon, only fifteen people remained standing.

​The dance floor looked like a battlefield.

Peter Chivay, Robert Chivay, Boric Tyrus, Arthal Lowedge, Albrecht Horen, Constance Briarwood, Asgoslav the Dumb, and a couple of unknown peasants were all that was left. Peter climbed up onto one of the balconies, and jumped downwards. As the Emperor fell, he called out a triumphant "**** YEAH!" before landing into a giant keg of ale.

 

Arthal's reached down into the pile of bodies, some unconscious, and some just too tired to move. He pulls a blunt of cactus green from the pile, and took a puff as he exited the party.

 

 

The drug must have been laced, however, for when Arthal left the palace, he began to see hallucinations, and music began to play in his head.