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by The Indios Bravos » Fri Jan 26, 2024 4:46 pm
General Lampin Spoilers|"Halloween Spirit" low as ever, as many houses put up Christmas decor|War simulation with Scandoslavia, ACOSS-3s shockingly weak...
by Meslokia » Fri Jan 26, 2024 4:57 pm
by The Indios Bravos » Fri Jan 26, 2024 4:59 pm
Meslokia wrote:Afanasiias Airplane touched down in El Reno as her and Meslokian Police Guards Holding her arms VERY tightly guided her to a waiting vehicle.
"Wow, such a beautiful place! Wait...i know that smell, it smells familiar!" one of the Guards tug at her, she goes into the car, it drives off to the place of celebration
General Lampin Spoilers|"Halloween Spirit" low as ever, as many houses put up Christmas decor|War simulation with Scandoslavia, ACOSS-3s shockingly weak...
by Meslokia » Fri Jan 26, 2024 5:03 pm
The Indios Bravos wrote:Meslokia wrote:Afanasiias Airplane touched down in El Reno as her and Meslokian Police Guards Holding her arms VERY tightly guided her to a waiting vehicle.
"Wow, such a beautiful place! Wait...i know that smell, it smells familiar!" one of the Guards tug at her, she goes into the car, it drives off to the place of celebration
(w a i t n o)
by The Indios Bravos » Fri Jan 26, 2024 5:05 pm
General Lampin Spoilers|"Halloween Spirit" low as ever, as many houses put up Christmas decor|War simulation with Scandoslavia, ACOSS-3s shockingly weak...
by Fashizmi » Fri Jan 26, 2024 5:09 pm
by The Indios Bravos » Fri Jan 26, 2024 5:19 pm
Fashizmi wrote:Raphael was outside of the hotel, smiling and taking a deep breath, he noticed Lori's Vehicles, which he approached slowly.
"Ah, hello there, I'm Raphael! I'm from Fashizmi!" Raphael would hold his hand out to Lori.
General Lampin Spoilers|"Halloween Spirit" low as ever, as many houses put up Christmas decor|War simulation with Scandoslavia, ACOSS-3s shockingly weak...
by Saint Asperes » Fri Jan 26, 2024 5:29 pm
by The Daeva » Fri Jan 26, 2024 10:24 pm
by Saint Asperes » Fri Jan 26, 2024 11:30 pm
The Daeva wrote:Text/ Adonijjah Chakravarti Theme: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=l1maDHoAEV0
Air Above El Reno International Airport
The Osprey was a rather imposing craft, the large black boomerang shape reminiscent of a predatory bird of prey, which befitted its name. Ironically, out of all the Daevan princes Adonijjah was probably the least emotionally volatile/ ‘endearingly eccentric’ as his younger brother Joshua was fond of saying. The slender aristocrat sat quietly in the stateroom of The Osprey reading Gulliver’s Travels and looking like the perfect picture of a Daevan Shahzadeh. He thought his novel of choice was appropriate, although he sincerely doubted he would be encountering any Lilliputians or Brobdingnagans. Still, it was always possible he could run into some communists, which was just as bad. The only one who he had come close to liking was the Arz Leader, who he believed he had developed a rapport with. Shame their last meeting was directly after a string of terrorist attacks. Other than that, most of the guest list was a mystery to him. “Your Highness, we have arrived.” A servant said demurely as the massive plane began its descent. “Thank you, Ahab.” The prince said absentmindedly.
El Reno International Airport
The Shahzadeh stepped off of plane, resplendent yet humble in a light grey suit and a blue sash. The marks of wealth and royalty were rather subtle. A gold watch and cuff links, clothes tailored to perfection. Although, significantly less subtle was the gold simple crown and 5 man Fravashi bodyguard. There was a terror threat, after all and Adonijjah’s father would be damned before his heir and son was killed by some barbarian with a pipe gun. Adonijjah’s grey eyes scanned the airport before settling on the cars they had shipped in previously. “Excellent, these will do nicely.” He says approvingly. “Armored, sir. Countermeasures as well, Grigori Make.” One of the Fravashi says matter-of-fact. “Even better.” The Shahzadeh says, staring at the car. He didn’t really trust the Grigori, but one had to make allowances sometimes. He stepped into the car as it began driving to the palace for the celebrations.
Palace Gates
As the car pulled up to the gate, the driver rolled down the window and glanced at the guards. The man was Fravashi, a royal guard himself and trained from birth to protect the House of Chakravarti. “I am the humble servant of His Highness, Shahzadeh Adonijjah Chakravarti. We are here for the party.” He says gruffly, his scars peaking over his balaclava. He along with the rest of the guards are in tactical gear, the golden spear point of the Fravashi emblazoned on the helmets. “If you would open the gates, that would be grand.” The driver continues. Adonijjah leans forward from the back seat, putting himself in view of the palace guard. “Let’s not grill the poor man, eh, Erdogan?” The Driver nods. “Your Highness.”
by The Daeva » Fri Jan 26, 2024 11:37 pm
Saint Asperes wrote:The Daeva wrote:Text/ Adonijjah Chakravarti Theme: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=l1maDHoAEV0
Air Above El Reno International Airport
The Osprey was a rather imposing craft, the large black boomerang shape reminiscent of a predatory bird of prey, which befitted its name. Ironically, out of all the Daevan princes Adonijjah was probably the least emotionally volatile/ ‘endearingly eccentric’ as his younger brother Joshua was fond of saying. The slender aristocrat sat quietly in the stateroom of The Osprey reading Gulliver’s Travels and looking like the perfect picture of a Daevan Shahzadeh. He thought his novel of choice was appropriate, although he sincerely doubted he would be encountering any Lilliputians or Brobdingnagans. Still, it was always possible he could run into some communists, which was just as bad. The only one who he had come close to liking was the Arz Leader, who he believed he had developed a rapport with. Shame their last meeting was directly after a string of terrorist attacks. Other than that, most of the guest list was a mystery to him. “Your Highness, we have arrived.” A servant said demurely as the massive plane began its descent. “Thank you, Ahab.” The prince said absentmindedly.
El Reno International Airport
The Shahzadeh stepped off of plane, resplendent yet humble in a light grey suit and a blue sash. The marks of wealth and royalty were rather subtle. A gold watch and cuff links, clothes tailored to perfection. Although, significantly less subtle was the gold simple crown and 5 man Fravashi bodyguard. There was a terror threat, after all and Adonijjah’s father would be damned before his heir and son was killed by some barbarian with a pipe gun. Adonijjah’s grey eyes scanned the airport before settling on the cars they had shipped in previously. “Excellent, these will do nicely.” He says approvingly. “Armored, sir. Countermeasures as well, Grigori Make.” One of the Fravashi says matter-of-fact. “Even better.” The Shahzadeh says, staring at the car. He didn’t really trust the Grigori, but one had to make allowances sometimes. He stepped into the car as it began driving to the palace for the celebrations.
Palace Gates
As the car pulled up to the gate, the driver rolled down the window and glanced at the guards. The man was Fravashi, a royal guard himself and trained from birth to protect the House of Chakravarti. “I am the humble servant of His Highness, Shahzadeh Adonijjah Chakravarti. We are here for the party.” He says gruffly, his scars peaking over his balaclava. He along with the rest of the guards are in tactical gear, the golden spear point of the Fravashi emblazoned on the helmets. “If you would open the gates, that would be grand.” The driver continues. Adonijjah leans forward from the back seat, putting himself in view of the palace guard. “Let’s not grill the poor man, eh, Erdogan?” The Driver nods. “Your Highness.”
. "Clear the path! Clear the path!" shouts the captain of the Palace guard, signaling the opening of the palace gates to welcome the arrival of vehicles. Inside, Queen Mother Victoria prepares herself to warmly receive the young guest, while the guards on both sides stand tall and attentive. As the Queen Mother gracefully descends from the marble steps onto the vibrant red and blue carpet, she is accompanied by the esteemed Duchess and Duke of Hearton, creating a regal and majestic scene."
by Saint Asperes » Fri Jan 26, 2024 11:43 pm
The Daeva wrote:Saint Asperes wrote:
. "Clear the path! Clear the path!" shouts the captain of the Palace guard, signaling the opening of the palace gates to welcome the arrival of vehicles. Inside, Queen Mother Victoria prepares herself to warmly receive the young guest, while the guards on both sides stand tall and attentive. As the Queen Mother gracefully descends from the marble steps onto the vibrant red and blue carpet, she is accompanied by the esteemed Duchess and Duke of Hearton, creating a regal and majestic scene."
The Car enters the palace ground, finally coming to a stop in front of the steps. The Fravashi exit first, intimidating guards with balaclavas obscuring their faces. They quickly scan the courtyard, finding it devoid of threats before they open the car door and out steps the young Shahzadeh. He offers a bright smile in complete contrast to the professional and quiet soldiers guarding him. “Your Majesty, thank you for inviting me.” He says politely as the driver finds a place to park the car as the Shahzadeh and his four bodyguards begin approaching the steps.
by The Daeva » Fri Jan 26, 2024 11:49 pm
Saint Asperes wrote:The Daeva wrote:
The Car enters the palace ground, finally coming to a stop in front of the steps. The Fravashi exit first, intimidating guards with balaclavas obscuring their faces. They quickly scan the courtyard, finding it devoid of threats before they open the car door and out steps the young Shahzadeh. He offers a bright smile in complete contrast to the professional and quiet soldiers guarding him. “Your Majesty, thank you for inviting me.” He says politely as the driver finds a place to park the car as the Shahzadeh and his four bodyguards begin approaching the steps.
Queen Mother Victoria extends her hand in a warm welcome to the young Shahzadeh, expressing her sincere pleasure in having him as their guest. She then gracefully summons the three butlers to assist in unloading the guest's belongings from the vehicles. Duke Philip, with genuine interest, inquires about the flight experience, ensuring the young guest feels valued and comfortable in their presence.
by Saint Asperes » Fri Jan 26, 2024 11:57 pm
The Daeva wrote:Saint Asperes wrote:
Queen Mother Victoria extends her hand in a warm welcome to the young Shahzadeh, expressing her sincere pleasure in having him as their guest. She then gracefully summons the three butlers to assist in unloading the guest's belongings from the vehicles. Duke Philip, with genuine interest, inquires about the flight experience, ensuring the young guest feels valued and comfortable in their presence.
He returns the shake. “It is my pleasure to be here, Your Majesty.” He turns to the Duke. “Wonderful flight, The Osprey is a marvelous plane. Custom made, you know.”
by Saint Asperes » Sat Jan 27, 2024 12:07 am
Fashizmi wrote:Raphael was outside of the hotel, smiling and taking a deep breath, he noticed Lori's Vehicles, which he approached slowly.
"Ah, hello there, I'm Raphael! I'm from Fashizmi!" Raphael would hold his hand out to Lori.
by Fashizmi » Sat Jan 27, 2024 12:22 am
Saint Asperes wrote:Fashizmi wrote:Raphael was outside of the hotel, smiling and taking a deep breath, he noticed Lori's Vehicles, which he approached slowly.
"Ah, hello there, I'm Raphael! I'm from Fashizmi!" Raphael would hold his hand out to Lori.
Disguised as an ordinary citizen, a man managed to bypass the tight security measures in place. As he glanced around, his eyes fell upon the prominent figure of the Fashizmi leader. Realizing that this was his golden opportunity, he swiftly donned a butler's attire with remarkable speed, determined to blend in seamlessly and play his role convincingly.
by Saint Asperes » Sat Jan 27, 2024 12:29 am
Fashizmi wrote:Saint Asperes wrote:
Disguised as an ordinary citizen, a man managed to bypass the tight security measures in place. As he glanced around, his eyes fell upon the prominent figure of the Fashizmi leader. Realizing that this was his golden opportunity, he swiftly donned a butler's attire with remarkable speed, determined to blend in seamlessly and play his role convincingly.
Raphael was taking deep breaths and taking his medication, his hands shaking a little bit as he continued to do his calming breathing
by Greater Aswal » Sat Jan 27, 2024 1:01 am
Saint Asperes wrote:The Daeva wrote:
He returns the shake. “It is my pleasure to be here, Your Majesty.” He turns to the Duke. “Wonderful flight, The Osprey is a marvelous plane. Custom made, you know.”
As the queen mother gracefully enters the palace, the Duke and Duchess share a joyful laughter. The Duke then guides the young Shahzadeh into the grandeur of the Palace, warmly welcoming him to the palace. With a touch of excitement, the queen mother exclaims, "Welcome to my home, the lions den!" The guards in the courtyard, standing tall and vigilant, shout out in unison, swiftly returning to their normal positions as the distinguished guests gracefully descend up the marble steps.
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