Post by ⓑⓘⓡⓓⓨ on May 22, 2014 11:24:19 GMT
"TAKE HEED, LOYAL SUBJECTS, OF THE DESTRUCTION THAT SHALL COME!" you hear your king bellow, massive paws banging against the stone path. you glance around, feeling other's fear and surprise. you stand up, sword still strapped to your side. "sir, shouldn't we prepare our defenses? guard our gates?" you ask. the king nods. "of course. gather up my guards and knights and search for weak points in the kingdom." he orders, and you dip your head to him,muttering under your breath to another soldier, "fool doesn't know how bad he'll pay for that."
••
you stare at the massive amount of destruction. none but the royals were dead. you hop onto a tall rock, yowling, "THE OLD KING IS DEAD! I RECLAIM MY THRONE!" The crowd, turning to face what they had thought was just a loyal soldier, suddenly burst into cheer. they had known the king's evil plans and were waiting for this moment. "THE OLD KING IS DEAD, LONG LIVE THE KING!" they chant. you beam at your subjects, pride coursing through you. you saved them all. you saved their innocence. luckily the king hadn't seen the hot girls or else they would have royal kittens running around the kingdom claiming the throne every five minutes.
THE TRIBE OF CRUMBLING CASTLES
the tribe of crumbling castles is not just one kingdom-- it's three! this magnificent and sorta co-lead by a pervert organization has three castles, each approximately 984.251 feet (300 meters) apart. The separate castles have unnamed kingdoms. So we'll just use numbers.
#1:
(Someone can edit this if you have good mini guides for this)
#2:
(Same^)
#3:
(Same^)
WIP
••
you stare at the massive amount of destruction. none but the royals were dead. you hop onto a tall rock, yowling, "THE OLD KING IS DEAD! I RECLAIM MY THRONE!" The crowd, turning to face what they had thought was just a loyal soldier, suddenly burst into cheer. they had known the king's evil plans and were waiting for this moment. "THE OLD KING IS DEAD, LONG LIVE THE KING!" they chant. you beam at your subjects, pride coursing through you. you saved them all. you saved their innocence. luckily the king hadn't seen the hot girls or else they would have royal kittens running around the kingdom claiming the throne every five minutes.
THE TRIBE OF CRUMBLING CASTLES
the tribe of crumbling castles is not just one kingdom-- it's three! this magnificent and sorta co-lead by a pervert organization has three castles, each approximately 984.251 feet (300 meters) apart. The separate castles have unnamed kingdoms. So we'll just use numbers.
#1:
(Someone can edit this if you have good mini guides for this)
#2:
(Same^)
#3:
(Same^)
WIP