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The Coronation of King Drake of Havensky; The Laws of The Nation Must Stand
Topic Started: May 10 2008, 04:59 PM (795 Views)
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Prologue

In times long since passed into ancient history, there were two Kingdoms both just and fair. One was the Kingdom of Fourhearts and the other the Kingdom of Patronus.

During a great and bloody war, the two kingdoms became allies. In this war, Prince Drake fell in love with the Emerald Queen of Patronus. After the war, the two married and the two kingdoms merged to form the Republic of Havensky.

And for a time, there was peace in the land.

Nearly a century later, another terrible war would tear the world apart. Enemies of the nation hunted down the royal family. The King and Queen were killed. The young prince, Drake, was whisked away for protection. He grew up on an airship, surrounded by sailors and legionaries. His identity was kept a secret until he turned 18.
When he was 18, Drake was named the Duke of Ruby. The position was supposed to be the ceremonial head of the Airship Armada, but in practice Lord Drake became the Commander of the Armada.

The Constitution of Havensky states that if the throne of Havensky is vacant, the Prince can not ascend to the throne until he turns 25...and that he must be crowned at that point.

Whether he likes it or not.




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Ruby City, Headquarters of the Havensky Republic Armada

Lord Drake was standing in his office, glancing at the holographic map of the world. His screen was filled with the video feeds of his admirals. It was Saturday, which meant it was the day when his top staff met and talked about the defense of the nation and the region.

An aide walked in looking rather defeated.

"Sir, Lord Silver demands an audience with you at one."

Drake looked at the aide rather puzzled, he knew it was staff time.

"He can wait, right now I'm in the middle of a meeting."

"I've tried to tell him sir. I argued with him for a good 10 minutes...it's no good sir. He says it's urgent and refuses to leave."


Drake sighed, "Very well, Admirals we'll speak again this time next week. Good work"

The admirals saluted and the screen went dark.

No sooner had Drake turned off the screen did a tall man in full regalia barge into the room.

(This story shall continue, this is just a teaser post)

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"Lord Drake, a pleasure to see you again," Lord Silver was a stern and unhappy as ever. " It must be," Lord Drake laughed sarcasticly. "This is no laughing matter," Lord Silver slammed his fist on a table. He lifted his fist and there was a huge dent in the table. "The Enemy are attacking," Drake's jaw dropped open. He reached for a mike "Attention, troops take all airships possible and prepare for battle, this not a drill, repeat this is not a drill." He rushed ou the door. Lord Silver grinned and let out a light chuckle.
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[strike]"Lord Drake, a pleasure to see you again," Lord Silver was a stern and unhappy as ever. " It must be," Lord Drake laughed sarcasticly. "This is no laughing matter," Lord Silver slammed his fist on a table. He lifted his fist and there was a huge dent in the table. "The Enemy are attacking," Drake's jaw dropped open. He reached for a mike "Attention, troops take all airships possible and prepare for battle, this not a drill, repeat this is not a drill." He rushed ou the door. Lord Silver grinned and let out a light chuckle. [/strike]

Actually, that's not what happened. Trust me, Lord Silver is entirly disinterested in all things combative as you'll soon learn. (Don't worry, they'll be opportunities for you and others to jump in. I just have to give the back-story first)
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Lord Silver was shorter than Drake and was considerably older. His long hair was silver and was his beard. His robes were green with gold trim and he carried a long silver cane.

And he wasn't too happy.

"Lord Drake! I demand to know why you've kept me waiting!"

"My apologize, but I have my regularly scheduled staff meetings at this time. Something my aide could have told us if you had...warned us of your visit."


Lord Silver frowned and tapped his cane.

"Hmpf! I'd say, I've been trying to meet with you for sometime now, but you're always off with your Armada coming to the aid of this region or that region. And so now we don't have a moment to waste!

"Sir, with all due respect. I am Secretary of Defense and I have duties to this region."

"DUTIES! DUTIES!"
, Lord Silver exclaimed. You have a DUTY to your country! You are to be crowned KING in a few weeks! You MUST prepare!"

Drake sighed again, Is it really needed?, we've been fine without a King for sometime. I don't see why it's necessary.

You don't have a choice! You are Prince Drake of the Fourhearts line! The Constitution demands that you be crowned - Secretary or not!"


Drake sat down in his chair and offered Lord Silver a seat. He always had known this day would come. He never really wanted the job. He loved his life commanding airships. All this....royal stuff just didn't suit him.

Fine, what must I do now?

Lord Silver took a sigh or relief. First, we must get you to Emerald City. Then, a tournament must be held to determine your Champion for the Trials. Then, you must pass the three trials. Then, the ceremony, and finally a Grand Ball! Come now! We've wasted enough time.

And with that, Silver took off.
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:cheers Sorry about that Havensky.
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Emerald City, Capital of the Republic of Havensky

Drake's personal shuttle Sable Saber did not take long to travel to the capital city. During the short trip, Lord Silver explained what was to happen next.


"The first thing we'll do is announce a Grand Tournament and invite warriors from all over the world to participate. It will be a series of duels to determine the strongest warrior. That person will become your Champion for the Trials."

Drake gave him a look, I mean no disrespect your lordship, but I'm not utterly defenseless. Angel Company will certainly attest to my abilities in combat.

Lord Silver huffed, "It's TRADITION! Besides, there will be many more festivities afterwards. After the Trials, you must pray for a day and a night. Then, the coronation at noon on your 25th Birthday! And then a Grand Ball right afterwards!"

"Does every King have to go through this stuff?"

Lord Silver nodded, "Absolutely"

Drake sat back, they would be landing soon.

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Proclamation:

The Skybound Republic Of Havensky is pleased to announce the impending coronation of her new King, Drake of the most royal line of Fourhearts and Patronus!

In celebration of this occasion, the Republic invites all warriors to participate in our Celestial Tournament!

All interested applicants must submit

1) Name
2) Nationality
3) Height, Weight
4) Mellee Weapon of Choice (Optional, but no guns or instant-death weapons shall be allowed)
5) Fighting Style (Optional)


The winner of the tournament will be named Champion and participate in the King's Trials. There will also be a reward of One Million Credits to the winner.
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1) Name- Sir Popadapolis
2) Nationality- Crosby-Huffman-Barret
3) Height, Weight- 5'9", 145
4) Mellee Weapon of Choice (Optional, but no guns or instant-death weapons shall be allowed) Sumarai sword
5) Fighting Style (Optional) Ninja
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1) Diablo "Tornadoe Kick" Spaniarto
2) Victoryaen (Victoryas)
3) 5'2", 120
4) Katana
5) Martial Artist
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Name: Sir Arnold Weatherbury
Nation of Origin: Independent Planets
Height/Weight: 6'2"; 240 lbs.
Weapon of Choice: Shillelagh
Fighting Style: Unconventional
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Thank you for your interest in entering the tournament. You have all been accepted. Your travel has been arranged through the Airship Armada and we will have a shuttle pick you up when you find it convenient.

(I'm going to give it another day to see if we have any more entries)
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Name: Sir Randall Moore
Nation of Origin: Neue Schottland
Height/Weight: 5'9"; 165 lbs.
Weapon of Choice: hockey stick
Fighting Style: Okichitaw

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The Emerald City Arena was built on edge of the city with large windows in every direction, giving visitors a clear view of the northern sky.

The tournament had begun in earnest. The 32 contestants from all over the region had narrowed down to just four fighters.

An announcer's voice booms

Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the final four of the Champion Tournament!

Announcing.....your fighters!!!


Each fighter walks through the tunnel with their personal theme song playing...


Froooooooom Neue Schottland --- Weighing in at 165 Pounds -- The Okichitaw Warrior -- Siiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrr Randaaallllll MOOOOOOrrreeeeee

Hailing from the People's State of Independent Planets - The Heavyweight at 249 pounds - The Unconventional - Unmistakable - SIR Arrrrrrrrnoooooolld WEATHERBURY!

Now entering the arena... the martial artist from Victoryas....weighing in at 120 pounds... Diablo "TORNADO Kick" Spaaaaaaaniiiaaaaartoooooo

And finally......ladies and gentlemen....from CROSBY-HUFFMAN-BARRET....weighing in at 145.....the NINJA WARRIOR.....give it up for...SIIIIIIRRRRRRRRR POPaDAPooooooliiiiiiiis


The crowd roars and each contestant waves to the crowd before heading back into their respective corners.


[OCC: OK, here's how this works. Because there are three of you, I added my own fighter. Each bout will be three rounds and judged based on rock, paper, or scissors. You each need to PM me your choices. You can also describe the moves of your fighters if you wish. It should look like this.

Round One: Paper - Cutlass begins to charge at his foe, his sword gleaning in the sunlight...his sword raised high in the air....as he approaches he bends down and sweeps his leg under his foe, tripping him

Round Two: Rock - Cutlass parries his foe's attack before slicing a gash into his opponents arm

Round Three: Scissors - Captain Cutlass, sensing a moment of opportunity, uses the blunt side of his sword and brings his sword down hard on the head of his foe. It lands with a dud, knocking his opponent out cold.

I'll post the result of each round based on what gets sent in. ]


BRACKET

Match One: Moore VS Weatherbury
Match Two: Spaniarto VS Popadapolis

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Paper: Tornado Kick dodges the attack then brings up his katana hitting the blunt end to the temple.

Rock: Tornado Kick kicks the opponent 10 times in the chest winding the opponent he than raises the katana to his throat making them give give up. These are his words "Give up or I'll have no hesitation to stab this right into throat and kill you." He can be very persuasive.

Scissors. Tornado kick chucks the katana to distract the opponet then charges and kicks right into the temple causing them to fall over he then flips the katana in a spin and threatens to kill him.
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The crowd was roaring with anticipation as Prince Drake entered the royal box at the area. The announcer quickly announced his presence

Ladies and gentlemen, it is my honor to introduce....the man who will be King!.... LOOOOOORD DRAKE!

Drake waved, although those with a closer view would have noticed a slightly sheepish look to him. Drake's ego wasn't nearly big enough for all this attention.

For our first round, we have Sir Randal Moore versus Sir Weatherbruy! Fighters ready------

DING!
went the bell and the fight began.

Both fighters charge in running at full speed... Moore swings his hockey stick high for a head strike, but Weatherbury counters with a two-handed baseball swing with the shillelagh. The two weapons strike each other doing no damage to each other, but making a loud 'clap' sound for all the crowd to savor. (Tie)

Weatherbury grabs Moore in a headlock, - as Moore tries to break free- Weatherbury punches him in the stomach, then uses an elbow to the back. (Point - Weatherbury)

Several more blows are fired off by the fighters, each move being countered by the other. Finally, Weatherbury parries a flailing blow before hitting across the jaw with the shillelagh. Moore is taken aback by the blow, and Weatherbury finds and opening. A roundhouse kick is all it takes for Weatherbury to knock Sir Moore out of the fight. (Point Weatherbury)

DING DING DING!

Your winner....ladies and gentlemen......SIIIIIIRRRRR ARRRRRRNOLD WEATHERBURY from INNNNNDEPENDENT PLANETS!!!!

And now.....we find out who he'll face in our CHAMPIONSHIP ROUND -- will it be....Diablo "TORNADO Kick" Spaaaaaaaniiiaaaaartoooooo or will he face...SIIIIIIRRRRRRRRR POPaDAPooooooliiiiiiiis [/i]


In the royal box, Drake was watching with great interest. Lord Silver was there as well, but one could tell he was a little squeamish...

My, arn't they a violent bunch? I can't see why we can't have a more dignified way of doing this

Drake scoffed, Hey! You're the one who has been harping on me about tradition! If it was my choice then Angel Company would enter and I'd be at the front!

Silver frowned, You know this tournament is designed to help bring us closer to other governments in are region.

I'm a member of the regional cabinet. I don't think we lack in our diplomatic relations. You have been keeping track of international news I hope?


Silver was going to give a retort, but the next match as starting..


Diablo and Popadapolis were both martial artists and it showed...each circling around each other...waiting to strike.

Then, all at once, they closed in on each other. Each throwing blows...and each blocking and countering them. 2 minutes passed...three minutes..each fighter displaying their skill, but both unable to make a hit (Tie)

The two fighters back off for a moment and drew their swords.... the crowd grew quiet as they watched them duel....again...the two were evenly matched...cold hard steel flew everywhere.....but neither fighter could land a hit...

The crowd grew hushed, watching intently on the edge of their seats.....the two had been battling for a long time now...surely somebody would have to make a mistake! (tie)

Finally, Diablo throws his katana in the air... Popadopolis is distracted - just for a split second -, but the opening is there.... A swift tornado kick to Popadopolis' head and the fight is over. (Victoryas - One Point)

DING DING DING

The announcer calls the fight, but nobody hears him...the roar from the crowd is deafening...

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The Championship Fight between Diablo and Sir Weathbury will take place after the break.

(OCC: After they send me their throws)

Sport commentators are already saying what a great fight that was and Havensky TV will be showing a replay of the fight.
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Annnnnd now.....ladies and gentlemen....THE CHAMPIONSHIP ROUND!

DING DING DING!

Diablo charges in, but before he can execute the move Sir Weathbury sweeps the warrior off his feet. Diablo falls to the ground, but recovers quickly. (Point for IP)

Weatherbury and Diablo exchange blows each countering the other with no progress being made on either side. Diablo keeps his distance, denying him that chance. Diablo throws his katana in too the air, but Weatherbury ignores it. The same trick just doesn't work twice! (TIE)

Sir Weatherbury takes a wild swing with his shillelagh...but Diablo counters it with a swift tornado kick knocking Sir Weathbury back. (Point for Victoryas)

(Fight is tied at this point)
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Diablo glances menacingly at his foe, beckoning him to come.... as the two fighters dodge Diablo attacks with his katana, aiming for Weatherbury's shoulder...

...Weatherbury dodges the blows, spins around and kicks Diablo in the back. Diablo, his powerful swing still moving him forward, falls flat on his face.

As Diablo attempts to get up, Sir Weatherbury swings hard and scores a direct hit on Diablo's head. Diablo swoons for a moment, before falling down again. (Tie Breaking Point for Independent Planets)

LADDDIIIIEEEES AND GENTLEMEN! Your winner.... by a T. K. O ......SIIIIIRRRRRRRR ARRRRRRNOOOOOLLLLLLLLD WEATHERBURY!!!!

The crowd roars!

Congratulations Sir Arthur Weatherbury, you are our Tournament Champion!

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Proclamation:

The Skybound Republic Of Havensky is pleased to announce the impending coronation of her new King, Drake of the most royal line of Fourhearts and Patronus!

In celebration of this occasion, the Republic invites all citizens of Texas to the Grand Ball of Fourhearts!

There's going to be music!

There's going to be dancing!

And yes, in full Texas Tradition, there will be food and drinked served as well.

The Ball will take place on May 29th in the Emerald City Ballroom!
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The grand ballroom was all set up for the ball. The floor was black marble which had been polished. The walls were adorned with various paintings and statues of leaders and philosophers.

The centerpiece of the room of course was the glass ceiling showing a clear blue sky above the clouds. The starts were going to shine brightly under this roof.

The room was round with two large room attached on either side. This was were the food was.

Steaks, lobsters, salmon, ribs, and all kinds of tasty treats were lined up. The Havensky Republic was sparing no expense.

And of course, the bar was fully stocked as well!
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Great ball Havensky even Diablo is enjoying it. :wiggle
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