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Sir Joseph Stanton of The Second City; <Joe>
Topic Started: Jan 30 2018, 07:33 PM (17 Views)
Joe Stanton

"Long ago in a kingdom far, far away there was the tale of Sir Joseph Stanton of the Second City Kingdom and the Kingdom of IJPWinia. IJPWinia was a fledgling country, not that old at all at the time, it had simply come into being how many countries at the time did by a few people coming together on some uninhabited land. It was a beautiful place, vast, with varying landscapes and yet IJPWinia lacked a proper ruler."

The location is clearly a set, with a beautiful portrait used as the background that depicts a medieval fantasy world. In terms of actual props, there's some trees and a few rocks. The rocks are kind of big rocks. That's something.

"That was where Sir Joseph Stanton of the Second City Kingdom came in."

Hopping into frame of a broomstick horse Joe Stanton is wearing some genuinely sweet looking renaissance fair armor. Unsurprisingly his family crest on the bit of fabric dangling on the chest of his armor is a big red right handed fist. Stanton holds his helmet at his side, peering around and surveying the massive kingdom.

"He was a renown knight, known for his abilities with a sword and the power his right hand wielded. He'd thrown himself into countless perilous situations. Some called him brave, some called him stupid, and some who couldn't decide which he was still thought he was really, really ridiculously good looking."

The Scarlet SpeedsterKnight throws his head back very slowly as if he's in some slow motion moment in a romantic novel. He puffs out his chest, standing tall with his stead on one of the rocks. The biggest one.

"For Sir Joseph Stanton had heard of IJPWinia and he had made up his mind, he was going to be the budding country's rightful ruler. He had fought in many battles, many wars and he had done so for many men, fought and won in their names. Now he intended to venture into the blooming war that was rearing in IJPWinia for the position of ruler for himself. To claim the throne and make himself KING Joseph Stanton of not only the Second City Kingdom, but of IJPWinia!"

Sir Joseph nods along with the narrator, almost as if he can somehow heard him. He smiles and laughs in joy at the thought of becoming this fine land's ruler.

"But the path would not be easy, he knew this too. For there were several others wanting to claim it for themselves, one of the most deadly of them being the first hurdle Sir Joseph would have to face. A creature of curious origins, a dragon that wasn't simply of dragonkin but something far more than that. An abomination, some called her, once human but twisted and mangled by magics far older than Sir Joseph or her into what she was presently. A tragedy, though many lost sympathy for her the moment she started claiming victims of her own with all of her abilities she was gifted."

Nodding his head along with the narrator still, Sir Joseph is startled when a person wearing a suit resembling his opponent's appearance comes out. Except the costume is a little low rent, and the head is a little too big in terms of an accurate depiction. The knight draws his sword, circling the creature.

"There was some sympathy for her Sir Joseph felt, it seemed as though she was dealt a bad hand in the cards of life the way he saw things. But she was making the most of it and he'd be lying if he wasn't curious to test himself against an opponent like her, one that doesn't come around every single day. For Sir Joseph had fought men, giants, titans, demons, and dwarves but he had never tangled with a dragon before this encounter. The thought of fighting her thrilled him, got his blood pumping, and...he would never admit outloud but weirdly a little arousing for some reason he couldn't definitively explain."

Like something out of a bad show from the 70's Sir Joseph and the faux Claudia Kajara circle one another, the fake dragonkid letting out some pitiful "Rawr's" and swiping more like a kitten than a fearsome beast. The Scarlet Knight nods his head eagerly and waves at her to come on, brandishing his sword and wetting his lips in anticipation. The knight only gives pause when the narrator mentions him being weirdly a little aroused, stopping, blinking, he looks up at the skies with a cocked eyebrow.

Then looks down at his groin.

Shrugging and nodding in concedent, Sir Joseph resumes the stalemate the two are in.

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...

Nothing this time? Alright, moving on.

He wanted the Death Crown. He wanted to bring prosperity to the people of IJPWinia, and he could not do that if he was not the ruler, nor possessed the Death Crown. He could not do that if he was bested here, or even by the other potential rulers that were waging war. He would have to slay them all, stack their bloody and ruined bodies and use them to ascend to the throne."


With determination in his eyes, Sir Joseph moves towards the dragonkin.

"And, it must start with Claudia Kajara."

One very light tap of the sword sends the faux Claudia flying and pantomiming a death scene that had worse acting in it than your local theater troupe. Sir Joseph takes a knee, lowering his sword and bowing his head to pay respects to his fallen opponent. After that brief quiet moment he rises and he picks up his broomstick horse & mounts it, charging forward into the heart of IJPWinia.
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