A bird brings a box out in front of a large crowd and stands up on it “Ahem I’m sir fiddles and I’m here on this little box to say vote for me for empress tho I will technically be emperor and I promise our military strength will be so great we will never need to worry about another war again”
Songbird Arkelia steps to the front of the crowd in the Imperial gardens, maintained by the dozen or so staff still in the complex. “we have no war. We have no enemies. What we must first work towards is ensuring that the common bird is fed, and that next spring’s chicks have nests to hatch in! We must rebuild. Short on money, we are, and short on time, as well.”
The bird stops having clearly not thought of that “uhhh well I have enough money to buy multiple box’s to stand on see” they stop on their box but don’t actually have more box’s so quickly try’s to fix it “ahem also vote me for three (pronounced free) beer (or whatever the bird equivalent is) and we can use our impressive might to take the money from the weaker nation besides that’s what they said after the second war and then boom we had the third cause the armies were not ready” they then whisper to themselves “I think I never read any history books cause school couldn’t afford any due to the war” they then address the crowd again “so in summary vote me three beer no more war ever again” they then step off their box pick it up and walk off trying to fix it
She points a wing at them as they walk away, looking towards the crowd. “Warmonger! They seek to bring us back to conflict when we barely have anything!” She screeches. “I, Songbird Arkelia, swear to put the needs of the common bird first.”
(I would use my character name TBD assassin for hire but it feels wrong to hire myself cause that’s just meta corruption so I guess you win this time)
*we can start another interaction, if you like! Maybe between Sir Fiddles and Arkelia alone, or another character.*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
A bird brings a box out in front of a large crowd and stands up on it “Ahem I’m sir fiddles and I’m here on this little box to say vote for me for empress tho I will technically be emperor and I promise our military strength will be so great we will never need to worry about another war again”
Songbird Arkelia steps to the front of the crowd in the Imperial gardens, maintained by the dozen or so staff still in the complex. “we have no war. We have no enemies. What we must first work towards is ensuring that the common bird is fed, and that next spring’s chicks have nests to hatch in! We must rebuild. Short on money, we are, and short on time, as well.”
The bird stops having clearly not thought of that “uhhh well I have enough money to buy multiple box’s to stand on see” they stop on their box but don’t actually have more box’s so quickly try’s to fix it “ahem also vote me for three (pronounced free) beer (or whatever the bird equivalent is) and we can use our impressive might to take the money from the weaker nation besides that’s what they said after the second war and then boom we had the third cause the armies were not ready” they then whisper to themselves “I think I never read any history books cause school couldn’t afford any due to the war” they then address the crowd again “so in summary vote me three beer no more war ever again” they then step off their box pick it up and walk off trying to fix it
She points a wing at them as they walk away, looking towards the crowd. “Warmonger! They seek to bring us back to conflict when we barely have anything!” She screeches. “I, Songbird Arkelia, swear to put the needs of the common bird first.”
(I would use my character name TBD assassin for hire but it feels wrong to hire myself cause that’s just meta corruption so I guess you win this time)
*we can start another interaction, if you like! Maybe between Sir Fiddles and Arkelia alone, or another character.*
(Idk I’m just saying I would have hired my assassin character to make your character disappear for such public humiliation but I realize hiring myself is so wrong and is just meta corruption so I’m not gonna do it also I think I’m just gonna name them character name TBD cause it’s funny and a good idea for an assassin for hire to not go by a real name so in other words great job after what you did I would vote for you now I go to scheming)
A bird brings a box out in front of a large crowd and stands up on it “Ahem I’m sir fiddles and I’m here on this little box to say vote for me for empress tho I will technically be emperor and I promise our military strength will be so great we will never need to worry about another war again”
Songbird Arkelia steps to the front of the crowd in the Imperial gardens, maintained by the dozen or so staff still in the complex. “we have no war. We have no enemies. What we must first work towards is ensuring that the common bird is fed, and that next spring’s chicks have nests to hatch in! We must rebuild. Short on money, we are, and short on time, as well.”
The bird stops having clearly not thought of that “uhhh well I have enough money to buy multiple box’s to stand on see” they stop on their box but don’t actually have more box’s so quickly try’s to fix it “ahem also vote me for three (pronounced free) beer (or whatever the bird equivalent is) and we can use our impressive might to take the money from the weaker nation besides that’s what they said after the second war and then boom we had the third cause the armies were not ready” they then whisper to themselves “I think I never read any history books cause school couldn’t afford any due to the war” they then address the crowd again “so in summary vote me three beer no more war ever again” they then step off their box pick it up and walk off trying to fix it
She points a wing at them as they walk away, looking towards the crowd. “Warmonger! They seek to bring us back to conflict when we barely have anything!” She screeches. “I, Songbird Arkelia, swear to put the needs of the common bird first.”
(I would use my character name TBD assassin for hire but it feels wrong to hire myself cause that’s just meta corruption so I guess you win this time)
*we can start another interaction, if you like! Maybe between Sir Fiddles and Arkelia alone, or another character.*
(Idk I’m just saying I would have hired my assassin character to make your character disappear for such public humiliation but I realize hiring myself is so wrong and is just meta corruption so I’m not gonna do it also I think I’m just gonna name them character name TBD cause it’s funny and a good idea for an assassin for hire to not go by a real name so in other words great job after what you did I would vote for you now I go to scheming)
*alright! Arkelia isn’t even running for Empress at the moment, she’s just a songbird. Sir Fiddles could also be elected as a songbird if you like. Songbirds are the ones who write and pass laws and also vote for the Empress.*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
A bird brings a box out in front of a large crowd and stands up on it “Ahem I’m sir fiddles and I’m here on this little box to say vote for me for empress tho I will technically be emperor and I promise our military strength will be so great we will never need to worry about another war again”
Songbird Arkelia steps to the front of the crowd in the Imperial gardens, maintained by the dozen or so staff still in the complex. “we have no war. We have no enemies. What we must first work towards is ensuring that the common bird is fed, and that next spring’s chicks have nests to hatch in! We must rebuild. Short on money, we are, and short on time, as well.”
The bird stops having clearly not thought of that “uhhh well I have enough money to buy multiple box’s to stand on see” they stop on their box but don’t actually have more box’s so quickly try’s to fix it “ahem also vote me for three (pronounced free) beer (or whatever the bird equivalent is) and we can use our impressive might to take the money from the weaker nation besides that’s what they said after the second war and then boom we had the third cause the armies were not ready” they then whisper to themselves “I think I never read any history books cause school couldn’t afford any due to the war” they then address the crowd again “so in summary vote me three beer no more war ever again” they then step off their box pick it up and walk off trying to fix it
She points a wing at them as they walk away, looking towards the crowd. “Warmonger! They seek to bring us back to conflict when we barely have anything!” She screeches. “I, Songbird Arkelia, swear to put the needs of the common bird first.”
(I would use my character name TBD assassin for hire but it feels wrong to hire myself cause that’s just meta corruption so I guess you win this time)
*we can start another interaction, if you like! Maybe between Sir Fiddles and Arkelia alone, or another character.*
(Idk I’m just saying I would have hired my assassin character to make your character disappear for such public humiliation but I realize hiring myself is so wrong and is just meta corruption so I’m not gonna do it also I think I’m just gonna name them character name TBD cause it’s funny and a good idea for an assassin for hire to not go by a real name so in other words great job after what you did I would vote for you now I go to scheming)
*alright! Arkelia isn’t even running for Empress at the moment, she’s just a songbird. Sir Fiddles could also be elected as a songbird if you like. Songbirds are the ones who write and pass laws and also vote for the Empress.*
(No my mind wants me to be the face the one who seems to have true power besides that wouldn’t stop me from making someone who humiliated me to disappear now then I for real must scheme cause no one wants anyone to disappear yet so I need to do the corruption myself I have some ideas that won’t work yet also just so people know pm me to hire my assassin)
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
(Great argument would vote if I wasn’t also running(
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
She pauses, seeming a small bit confused. “…what are your policies? Who will you elect as Chancellor? The Vizier of the treasury? The-…” she tilts her head inquisitively.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
She pauses, seeming a small bit confused. “…what are your policies? Who will you elect as Chancellor? The Vizier of the treasury? The-…” she tilts her head inquisitively.
"I will remove the taxes. Gone. I will remove the problems. None. I will feed the homeless. Food. I will listen. Hear. Your problems; I'll stop them. Forgotten. I will make all people have rights. Amazing. I will make medicine better. Great. I will ban criminals. Get them out off here. I will raise the minimum wage. Money. The chancellor; you can be the chancellor. The Vizier; you need to choose someone you trust. No bad people. Only good."
*so is there actually anyone in charge that an ambassador would talk to? cause if not, I guess the cat nation has some sucky timing sending an ambassador*
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
She pauses, seeming a small bit confused. “…what are your policies? Who will you elect as Chancellor? The Vizier of the treasury? The-…” she tilts her head inquisitively.
"I will remove the taxes. Gone. I will remove the problems. None. I will feed the homeless. Food. I will listen. Hear. Your problems; I'll stop them. Forgotten. I will make all people have rights. Amazing. I will make medicine better. Great. I will ban criminals. Get them out off here. I will raise the minimum wage. Money. The chancellor; you can be the chancellor. The Vizier; you need to choose someone you trust. No bad people. Only good."
*so is there actually anyone in charge that an ambassador would talk to? cause if not, I guess the cat nation has some sucky timing sending an ambassador*
*there is currently no Empress, they will be elected once people make a collective 3 songbird characters, but the Songbirds are in positions of power.*
the cormorant, Songbird Arkelia, is outside the House of Talons on the western side of the Imperial complex. A tall structure of stone overgrown with foliage, built around and incorporated into several trees, with a room in the center that extends up and up, with roost seats for every member of the house in the vertical structure. Surrounding it in the sides of the building are the offices of the Aerie, most up in the branches of the trees, some in the stone portion of the structure beneath.
arkelia is examining written documents scratched into bark, the demands of the people given to the songbirds.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
She pauses, seeming a small bit confused. “…what are your policies? Who will you elect as Chancellor? The Vizier of the treasury? The-…” she tilts her head inquisitively.
"I will remove the taxes. Gone. I will remove the problems. None. I will feed the homeless. Food. I will listen. Hear. Your problems; I'll stop them. Forgotten. I will make all people have rights. Amazing. I will make medicine better. Great. I will ban criminals. Get them out off here. I will raise the minimum wage. Money. The chancellor; you can be the chancellor. The Vizier; you need to choose someone you trust. No bad people. Only good."
She blinks. “The chancellor does not appoint the Viziers-… are you a songbird or a civilian?-“
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
She pauses, seeming a small bit confused. “…what are your policies? Who will you elect as Chancellor? The Vizier of the treasury? The-…” she tilts her head inquisitively.
"I will remove the taxes. Gone. I will remove the problems. None. I will feed the homeless. Food. I will listen. Hear. Your problems; I'll stop them. Forgotten. I will make all people have rights. Amazing. I will make medicine better. Great. I will ban criminals. Get them out off here. I will raise the minimum wage. Money. The chancellor; you can be the chancellor. The Vizier; you need to choose someone you trust. No bad people. Only good."
She blinks. “The chancellor does not appoint the Viziers-… are you a songbird or a civilian?-“
"A civilian. And I mean- I need to appoint them. Me. But I, do not know any one I trust to, yet. Yet."
*so is there actually anyone in charge that an ambassador would talk to? cause if not, I guess the cat nation has some sucky timing sending an ambassador*
*there is currently no Empress, they will be elected once people make a collective 3 songbird characters, but the Songbirds are in positions of power.*
the cormorant, Songbird Arkelia, is outside the House of Talons on the western side of the Imperial complex. A tall structure of stone overgrown with foliage, built around and incorporated into several trees, with a room in the center that extends up and up, with roost seats for every member of the house in the vertical structure. Surrounding it in the sides of the building are the offices of the Aerie, most up in the branches of the trees, some in the stone portion of the structure beneath.
arkelia is examining written documents scratched into bark, the demands of the people given to the songbirds.
*would a cat fit into any of their buildings? like a small cat?*
"mrow? mrooowww? "
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Kaxosit Tyran is wandering around, trying to do a speech, a long, sharp face, an arched back, long wings. They look like a gull, or an albatross, but with the head of a cormorant. He has wide, yellow eyes, blue skin on his face, cyan feet, and a large suit. He stares at the world as if he has nothing to say, but still wants to speak; as if he understands nothing, but thinks he understand all; as if he's some fool who things himself a genius.
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
She pauses, seeming a small bit confused. “…what are your policies? Who will you elect as Chancellor? The Vizier of the treasury? The-…” she tilts her head inquisitively.
"I will remove the taxes. Gone. I will remove the problems. None. I will feed the homeless. Food. I will listen. Hear. Your problems; I'll stop them. Forgotten. I will make all people have rights. Amazing. I will make medicine better. Great. I will ban criminals. Get them out off here. I will raise the minimum wage. Money. The chancellor; you can be the chancellor. The Vizier; you need to choose someone you trust. No bad people. Only good."
She blinks. “The chancellor does not appoint the Viziers-… are you a songbird or a civilian?-“
"A civilian. And I mean- I need to appoint them. Me. But I, do not know any one I trust to, yet. Yet."
She blinks again. “Did you say that you want to remove taxes- taxes are what we need right now- the government is nearly bankrupt-“
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*so is there actually anyone in charge that an ambassador would talk to? cause if not, I guess the cat nation has some sucky timing sending an ambassador*
*there is currently no Empress, they will be elected once people make a collective 3 songbird characters, but the Songbirds are in positions of power.*
the cormorant, Songbird Arkelia, is outside the House of Talons on the western side of the Imperial complex. A tall structure of stone overgrown with foliage, built around and incorporated into several trees, with a room in the center that extends up and up, with roost seats for every member of the house in the vertical structure. Surrounding it in the sides of the building are the offices of the Aerie, most up in the branches of the trees, some in the stone portion of the structure beneath.
arkelia is examining written documents scratched into bark, the demands of the people given to the songbirds.
*would a cat fit into any of their buildings? like a small cat?*
"mrow? mrooowww? "
*assume that all sentient creatures in this world are about the same size, so a cat would only be marginally larger than a bird. So yes.*
Arkelia turns to face the cat, squawking. “-hello-“ she jumps slightly.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*so is there actually anyone in charge that an ambassador would talk to? cause if not, I guess the cat nation has some sucky timing sending an ambassador*
*there is currently no Empress, they will be elected once people make a collective 3 songbird characters, but the Songbirds are in positions of power.*
the cormorant, Songbird Arkelia, is outside the House of Talons on the western side of the Imperial complex. A tall structure of stone overgrown with foliage, built around and incorporated into several trees, with a room in the center that extends up and up, with roost seats for every member of the house in the vertical structure. Surrounding it in the sides of the building are the offices of the Aerie, most up in the branches of the trees, some in the stone portion of the structure beneath.
arkelia is examining written documents scratched into bark, the demands of the people given to the songbirds.
*would a cat fit into any of their buildings? like a small cat?*
"mrow? mrooowww? "
(Purrfect now one of my schemes can go into play now that one of the cats are here now to think how to get it started*
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*we can start another interaction, if you like! Maybe between Sir Fiddles and Arkelia alone, or another character.*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Songbird Arkelia the cormorant pauses while busying about the Imperial complex- really just trying to find the other songbirds- and looks to Kaxosit. “…hello. I am Songbird Arkelia…”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
(Idk I’m just saying I would have hired my assassin character to make your character disappear for such public humiliation but I realize hiring myself is so wrong and is just meta corruption so I’m not gonna do it also I think I’m just gonna name them character name TBD cause it’s funny and a good idea for an assassin for hire to not go by a real name so in other words great job after what you did I would vote for you now I go to scheming)
*alright! Arkelia isn’t even running for Empress at the moment, she’s just a songbird. Sir Fiddles could also be elected as a songbird if you like. Songbirds are the ones who write and pass laws and also vote for the Empress.*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Kaxosit waddles over, waving to Arkelia. "I am Kaxosit Tyran; hello." He holds out a wing to shake.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She shakes his wing. “What brings you to the Capitol? I do hope all of the civilians are here to give us their complaints and demands. It helps me quite a bit… of course, it would help me more if I could find enough songbirds to hold a council…”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
(No my mind wants me to be the face the one who seems to have true power besides that wouldn’t stop me from making someone who humiliated me to disappear now then I for real must scheme cause no one wants anyone to disappear yet so I need to do the corruption myself I have some ideas that won’t work yet also just so people know pm me to hire my assassin)
"I am here, because... you... you should make me the empress. Vote. I am a brilliant mind. Smart. I should be empress. Leader. I can solve every problem. Gone. You... you should vote for me. Vote. I'm great. Perfect." He states this as if he should be leader immediately, and as if the songbirds do not matter.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
(Great argument would vote if I wasn’t also running(
She pauses, seeming a small bit confused. “…what are your policies? Who will you elect as Chancellor? The Vizier of the treasury? The-…” she tilts her head inquisitively.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"I will remove the taxes. Gone. I will remove the problems. None. I will feed the homeless. Food. I will listen. Hear. Your problems; I'll stop them. Forgotten. I will make all people have rights. Amazing. I will make medicine better. Great. I will ban criminals. Get them out off here. I will raise the minimum wage. Money. The chancellor; you can be the chancellor. The Vizier; you need to choose someone you trust. No bad people. Only good."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*so is there actually anyone in charge that an ambassador would talk to? cause if not, I guess the cat nation has some sucky timing sending an ambassador*
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
(That’s my empress would vote great speech)
*there is currently no Empress, they will be elected once people make a collective 3 songbird characters, but the Songbirds are in positions of power.*
the cormorant, Songbird Arkelia, is outside the House of Talons on the western side of the Imperial complex. A tall structure of stone overgrown with foliage, built around and incorporated into several trees, with a room in the center that extends up and up, with roost seats for every member of the house in the vertical structure. Surrounding it in the sides of the building are the offices of the Aerie, most up in the branches of the trees, some in the stone portion of the structure beneath.
arkelia is examining written documents scratched into bark, the demands of the people given to the songbirds.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
She blinks. “The chancellor does not appoint the Viziers-… are you a songbird or a civilian?-“
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"A civilian. And I mean- I need to appoint them. Me. But I, do not know any one I trust to, yet. Yet."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*would a cat fit into any of their buildings? like a small cat?*
"mrow? mrooowww? "
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
She blinks again. “Did you say that you want to remove taxes- taxes are what we need right now- the government is nearly bankrupt-“
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*assume that all sentient creatures in this world are about the same size, so a cat would only be marginally larger than a bird. So yes.*
Arkelia turns to face the cat, squawking. “-hello-“ she jumps slightly.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
(Purrfect now one of my schemes can go into play now that one of the cats are here now to think how to get it started*