The BlackKnights Formal Declaration [Archive] - ForumsHQ
Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2002 2:25 pm
*Scenery*
The Gold Ganghouse glitters in all its splendor. It's appearance shines with the wealth of the fabled gang The BlackKnights. However, inside all is not as shimmering as its exterior...
"What shall we do?" Firestarta proclaims. "Vegeta is in a funk! He hasn't left his room in days. I have to tell you that our family has been dealt a harsh blow. For now, I have to assume leadership of our family, so I am asking for your opinions."
Firestarta looks at his gangmembers across the table. THe surrounding chairs are only half filled by other gang members sitting in various positions suiting each of their styles. However, what is apparent on their faces is their apathetic outlook towards the future.
Crash!
Saitou slams his Blood Lance on the table.
"I say SLAUGHTER THEM ALL!" Saitou proclaims angrily! "Not only has he broken the cardinal rule of attacking a fellow brother but"
"Ahem" coughed Ryoko.
"Sorry" Saitou says "As I was saying. Not only did he break the cardinal rule, but look around us. Our ganghouse is a mess! Mr broke our trust and stole all our weapons, our equipment, and our supplies! Now only is our ganghouse stash gone but look at the place! Ripped up tavestries, soiled furniture, and graphitti! Let the blood flow and let everyone cry in anguish of their coming annihilation!"
"I agree with my brother Saitou" sides Madrigal. "We have been dealt a harsh blow and we must strike back!"
Firestarta calmly takes in the their comments and sighs. Being a gangleader was not as easy as Vegeta made it appear to be. The politics within the realm were immense. Daily missives from other well known powers such as Xetox and Ray were coming in inquiring on the condition and status of Vegeta. Although he had sent replies of good fortune and condition, the apparent events signaled a great change within the order. Throughout the late night talks with Vegeta, they agreed that the realm was undergoing a silent upheaval of power. Already Ray's gang All. was dealt a deathblow and other factions were breaking apart only to align with various factions. The coming times would either be the death or glorious rise of The BlackKnights.
"Ryoko" Firestarta calmly inquires, "what is your take on the whole situation?"
Ryoko appears silent for a few minutes before speaking. Her slender hands calmly enframed her smooth face as her silky hair as she deliberates the events that occured.
"I can go either way Firestarta" she finally states. "I have to admit that what was done to us deserves retribution but I am hesitant to shed the blood of the brothers I once knew. You do have to admit that Vegeta does have a hot temper and his actions are widely known to be impetuous and impulsive."
"Onore!" Saitou shouts "Have you know loyalty or"
"Silence!" Firestara yells. "We are in enough troubles already before we start doubting those within the order"
"As I was saying" Ryoko says "The fault can hardly be all Mr's but I am troubled at the state of our house and the effect on Vegeta. He hasn't stepped out of his room for weeks. The food that the servants bring him go untouched. Frankly, it is up to him on the next course of action and I for one will follow him in whatever he decides. But let me be clear, I am hesitant to shed the blood of those who I once called brethren."
Firestarta takes his hands out of his Enigma gloves and calmly folds them together. "
What about you Karp, Taeron? What are your thoughts?"
"I would have to think more upon the subject" comments Taeron. "I must leave for my homeland for a retreat of spiritual meditation and combat training. Therefore I will be unable to stand with all of you until that time is over."
"I too am afraid to give voice on this subject" Karp states. "But as always I will follow the will of Vegeta."
Firestarta breathes a heavy sigh and mentally runs through the mystic mental disciplines he learned as a child. Opening his eyes he slowly glances across the room looking at each of his brethren. And sister he smiles inside.
Saitou's demeanor is all to clear. His red dragon hide gaunlets instinctively clench around his blood (or shall I say Bloody) lance. His eyes flashing with a turmoil of vicious emotions, Firestarta knew that Saitou would be among the first to herald and bring the call of death.
Madrigal, next to Saitou, was also wearing expressions akin to Saitou. Although relatively young, Madrigal's suicidal tendencies to all out assaults makes him a formidal opponent indeed. His desires are clearly shown through his demeanor.
Ryoko, gentle Ryoko. Her slender and dare I say beautiful appearnace is deceptive. Deadly with her new Blood Lance, she exacts swift death to all those that oppose her. Her face is an impenetrable mask that conceals all her emotions. Her soft gentle smiles often herald a random kiss or a swift stab in the ribs... As her leather armor creaks as she comfortably positions herself in her seat, she brings her cloak around her as a protection (or concealment) of her actions.
Taeron left early to pack his possessions. Although he was leaving for his homeland, his position is clear. None was hit harder than him since the bulk of his possessions were now in the hands of Mr. His rise to power in the Ranger Guild was swiftly stopped by his banishment from those who feared his power. Undaunted, he vowed to seek revenge on the guild by switching allegiances to the Paladin Guild. Slowly gaining strength, Taeron's position was all too clear....
Karp had left to aid Taeron's packing. Although young, Firestarta thought, Karp would soon be relied on heavily in the coming days.
Firestarta mentally sighs... This was so much easier in the old days. Things were much simpler back than. Your enemy was to be killed, your friends to be aided, and politics all but absent. But the discovery of various items and apparently a new town to the east has caused their well known realm to expand beyond his belief. Wasn't it much simpler back than when the darkwood forest was the only boundary between the known and the unknown?
Saitou growls, "So what's it going to be Lieutenant?"
Firestarta calmly states, "I think its time to see the Big Boss...."
As Firestarta calmly climbs his way up the steps, he pauses before Vegeta's room. The heavy door is dented in various places, most likely from the wrathful fits Vegeta was prone to. He wondered what kind of sight he should expect... Being Vegeta's Lieutenant came with many benefits. But they also came at a price. He had no idea what to expect of Vegeta. Cautiously Firestarta invokes various Kai Powers at his disposal to be on guard of whatever may come. He calmly knocks and pushes the door open.
Slowly surverying the room, Firestarta notes its complete destruction. The gigantic bed was slashed to pieces, the walls were slashed repeatedly by Vegeta's new sword. Various sections of the wall were either frozen in ice, burned with fire, reeked of ozone, or dripping with acid. Vegeta's desk was all but kindling and nothing within the room was intact. However, what was shocking was Vegeta himself. Divested of all equipment but his sword, Vegeta was silently meditating in the middle of his room surrounded by destruction but appearing all too calm.
"Vegeta-Dono....?"
Moments turn to minutes as silence permeates the air. Calmy Vegeta opens his clear blue eyes and stares at his Lieutenant. Vegeta calmly sheathes his DragonFang Ninjato and stands up. His upper body was covered in various scars of past victories and defeats. Firestarta noted that he knew each and every scar. Throughout their times of childhood to now, he had been through every single skirmish with Vegeta standing side by side. He remembered long ago the fury and dedication of the man standing before him one night long ago during their bouts in the Crimson Portals....
*7 Years ago*
"Come on Fire, is that the best you got???" taunted Vegeta.
"You wish" replied Firestarta. "Here I come!"
After various slashes of Vegeta's longsword Firestarta stumbles back. Seeing an advantage Vegeta presses his attack only to be blown back by Firestarta's exploding fist.
"What was that!?" shouted Vegeta
"I was experimenting on my Kai Powers, and I realized what a beneficial part of PvP they are" stated Firestarta "It's something we can practice on later"
Firestarta walks over and helps Vegeta up. This had been the first time he had defeated Vegeta, and more will of that defeat will come in years to come as they practice and hone their techniques through the years. All of a sudden, he noticed a strange look on Vegeta's face as they exited the portals.
"Nanda?( means whats up)"
"Fire, did you ever think of what the future holds in store for us?" Vegeta inquires. "I mean belonging to a gang is fine and dandy but we are not getting the glory we deserve."
"I understand Vegeta" answered Firestarta "but there is not a lot we can do about it. Our guild levels are only 15 and the realm has already established its power base"
"I understand that" Vegeta sighs heavily "but I have a dream. My dream is to lead the most powerful gang in the realm with all the best things for us only. Not a gang just for the experience or benefits, but a true fellowship with peace, trust, and loyalty"
"Now now Vegeta, are you going to go on like that hobo at Giovanni's about some ring and a dark Lord?" Firestarta laughs aloud.
"All kidding aside Firestarta, I am going to make a move in this realm. Why do you think we've been practicing in crimson portals day after day? It's time for me to make a name for myself and for my friends. I am leaving Knights of the Round (old gang name Vegeta first joined) tomorrow. I would like you to join me and together we will be known throughout the realm!"
Firestarta takes in Vegeta's comments quietly. In all seriousness he firmly grasps his hand and says, "Where you go, I will be right beside you. Let's tempt the Fates togther."
Vegeta grasps Firestarta's hand in return and smiles, "I see great things in our future...."
*Present Day*
....and I see great things in our future Fire" Vegeta states.
Firestarta wakes up from his reverie with a start.
"So what are you plans he hastily says"
"I have to admit that I've been in a funk for the past few weeks. You know me and betrayal, theres been too much of it in the past" Vegeta states. "But I feel back to my old self again. And after much deliberation I have come to a decision. Let us go downstairs and tell the others."
Vegeta softly pads out of his room with nothing but a pair of pants and his sword. Firestarta inwardly cringes at the coming proclamation. Whatever it was, it was going to be momumentous.
Vegeta arrives at the War Room and is ecstatically greeted by his fellow Warriors. Vegeta grins inside and looks at his family. The coming times would test all of them and their loyalty. It would be interesting to see how they all turned out in the days to come.
"I am sorry I haven't been around lately but I had to have time to think about matters and I have come to a decision. What Mr did to me is inexcusable, but what he did to US as a gang is even more heinous. Most of the hardwork we all have done collectively has been stolen from us. Our precious items are gone, our favored swords robbed, our hardword armor missing. Therefore as of today....We are going to War!"
Vegeta's eyes flash and his body language more aggressive. "I do not call upon you to fight this war for me, but to aid me in the coming times of bloodshed. The realm is undergoing a massive shift in power and we as the Order of The BlackKnights must respond with decisiveness and unity! Anything less will be seen as weakness and we will be picked apart clean by the buzzards below us. So whose with me!"
The rising shout of the entire Order rings aloud and passerbyers outside the Gold Ganghouse look up in fear.
Yes, Firestarta thought, there were apparently a season of change happening throughout the realm, and the days to come dark and dreary. But as long as they stuck together and pressed on, they would be ok. He makes eye contact at the rejuvenated Vegeta and nods softly. Yes, it is time for war.
*A few days later*
Vegeta trudges in the front door with various spider strands sticking to his hair and armor. However, he is smiling broadly as he flicks the blood off his sword and sheathes it.
"Damn those guards are persistant. How many more of them do I have to kill?" he smiles pleasantly.
"Your in a good mood" Ryoko states as she greets him. "Whats up?"
"This" Vegeta proudly dumps various druid eq on the table, some covered in blood. "Let this herald the first wave of death upon his gang. Now, lets have a round of beers and celebrate"
Off in the distance the sounds of a party is heard emanating from the Gold Ganghouse....
The Gold Ganghouse glitters in all its splendor. It's appearance shines with the wealth of the fabled gang The BlackKnights. However, inside all is not as shimmering as its exterior...
"What shall we do?" Firestarta proclaims. "Vegeta is in a funk! He hasn't left his room in days. I have to tell you that our family has been dealt a harsh blow. For now, I have to assume leadership of our family, so I am asking for your opinions."
Firestarta looks at his gangmembers across the table. THe surrounding chairs are only half filled by other gang members sitting in various positions suiting each of their styles. However, what is apparent on their faces is their apathetic outlook towards the future.
Crash!
Saitou slams his Blood Lance on the table.
"I say SLAUGHTER THEM ALL!" Saitou proclaims angrily! "Not only has he broken the cardinal rule of attacking a fellow brother but"
"Ahem" coughed Ryoko.
"Sorry" Saitou says "As I was saying. Not only did he break the cardinal rule, but look around us. Our ganghouse is a mess! Mr broke our trust and stole all our weapons, our equipment, and our supplies! Now only is our ganghouse stash gone but look at the place! Ripped up tavestries, soiled furniture, and graphitti! Let the blood flow and let everyone cry in anguish of their coming annihilation!"
"I agree with my brother Saitou" sides Madrigal. "We have been dealt a harsh blow and we must strike back!"
Firestarta calmly takes in the their comments and sighs. Being a gangleader was not as easy as Vegeta made it appear to be. The politics within the realm were immense. Daily missives from other well known powers such as Xetox and Ray were coming in inquiring on the condition and status of Vegeta. Although he had sent replies of good fortune and condition, the apparent events signaled a great change within the order. Throughout the late night talks with Vegeta, they agreed that the realm was undergoing a silent upheaval of power. Already Ray's gang All. was dealt a deathblow and other factions were breaking apart only to align with various factions. The coming times would either be the death or glorious rise of The BlackKnights.
"Ryoko" Firestarta calmly inquires, "what is your take on the whole situation?"
Ryoko appears silent for a few minutes before speaking. Her slender hands calmly enframed her smooth face as her silky hair as she deliberates the events that occured.
"I can go either way Firestarta" she finally states. "I have to admit that what was done to us deserves retribution but I am hesitant to shed the blood of the brothers I once knew. You do have to admit that Vegeta does have a hot temper and his actions are widely known to be impetuous and impulsive."
"Onore!" Saitou shouts "Have you know loyalty or"
"Silence!" Firestara yells. "We are in enough troubles already before we start doubting those within the order"
"As I was saying" Ryoko says "The fault can hardly be all Mr's but I am troubled at the state of our house and the effect on Vegeta. He hasn't stepped out of his room for weeks. The food that the servants bring him go untouched. Frankly, it is up to him on the next course of action and I for one will follow him in whatever he decides. But let me be clear, I am hesitant to shed the blood of those who I once called brethren."
Firestarta takes his hands out of his Enigma gloves and calmly folds them together. "
What about you Karp, Taeron? What are your thoughts?"
"I would have to think more upon the subject" comments Taeron. "I must leave for my homeland for a retreat of spiritual meditation and combat training. Therefore I will be unable to stand with all of you until that time is over."
"I too am afraid to give voice on this subject" Karp states. "But as always I will follow the will of Vegeta."
Firestarta breathes a heavy sigh and mentally runs through the mystic mental disciplines he learned as a child. Opening his eyes he slowly glances across the room looking at each of his brethren. And sister he smiles inside.
Saitou's demeanor is all to clear. His red dragon hide gaunlets instinctively clench around his blood (or shall I say Bloody) lance. His eyes flashing with a turmoil of vicious emotions, Firestarta knew that Saitou would be among the first to herald and bring the call of death.
Madrigal, next to Saitou, was also wearing expressions akin to Saitou. Although relatively young, Madrigal's suicidal tendencies to all out assaults makes him a formidal opponent indeed. His desires are clearly shown through his demeanor.
Ryoko, gentle Ryoko. Her slender and dare I say beautiful appearnace is deceptive. Deadly with her new Blood Lance, she exacts swift death to all those that oppose her. Her face is an impenetrable mask that conceals all her emotions. Her soft gentle smiles often herald a random kiss or a swift stab in the ribs... As her leather armor creaks as she comfortably positions herself in her seat, she brings her cloak around her as a protection (or concealment) of her actions.
Taeron left early to pack his possessions. Although he was leaving for his homeland, his position is clear. None was hit harder than him since the bulk of his possessions were now in the hands of Mr. His rise to power in the Ranger Guild was swiftly stopped by his banishment from those who feared his power. Undaunted, he vowed to seek revenge on the guild by switching allegiances to the Paladin Guild. Slowly gaining strength, Taeron's position was all too clear....
Karp had left to aid Taeron's packing. Although young, Firestarta thought, Karp would soon be relied on heavily in the coming days.
Firestarta mentally sighs... This was so much easier in the old days. Things were much simpler back than. Your enemy was to be killed, your friends to be aided, and politics all but absent. But the discovery of various items and apparently a new town to the east has caused their well known realm to expand beyond his belief. Wasn't it much simpler back than when the darkwood forest was the only boundary between the known and the unknown?
Saitou growls, "So what's it going to be Lieutenant?"
Firestarta calmly states, "I think its time to see the Big Boss...."
As Firestarta calmly climbs his way up the steps, he pauses before Vegeta's room. The heavy door is dented in various places, most likely from the wrathful fits Vegeta was prone to. He wondered what kind of sight he should expect... Being Vegeta's Lieutenant came with many benefits. But they also came at a price. He had no idea what to expect of Vegeta. Cautiously Firestarta invokes various Kai Powers at his disposal to be on guard of whatever may come. He calmly knocks and pushes the door open.
Slowly surverying the room, Firestarta notes its complete destruction. The gigantic bed was slashed to pieces, the walls were slashed repeatedly by Vegeta's new sword. Various sections of the wall were either frozen in ice, burned with fire, reeked of ozone, or dripping with acid. Vegeta's desk was all but kindling and nothing within the room was intact. However, what was shocking was Vegeta himself. Divested of all equipment but his sword, Vegeta was silently meditating in the middle of his room surrounded by destruction but appearing all too calm.
"Vegeta-Dono....?"
Moments turn to minutes as silence permeates the air. Calmy Vegeta opens his clear blue eyes and stares at his Lieutenant. Vegeta calmly sheathes his DragonFang Ninjato and stands up. His upper body was covered in various scars of past victories and defeats. Firestarta noted that he knew each and every scar. Throughout their times of childhood to now, he had been through every single skirmish with Vegeta standing side by side. He remembered long ago the fury and dedication of the man standing before him one night long ago during their bouts in the Crimson Portals....
*7 Years ago*
"Come on Fire, is that the best you got???" taunted Vegeta.
"You wish" replied Firestarta. "Here I come!"
After various slashes of Vegeta's longsword Firestarta stumbles back. Seeing an advantage Vegeta presses his attack only to be blown back by Firestarta's exploding fist.
"What was that!?" shouted Vegeta
"I was experimenting on my Kai Powers, and I realized what a beneficial part of PvP they are" stated Firestarta "It's something we can practice on later"
Firestarta walks over and helps Vegeta up. This had been the first time he had defeated Vegeta, and more will of that defeat will come in years to come as they practice and hone their techniques through the years. All of a sudden, he noticed a strange look on Vegeta's face as they exited the portals.
"Nanda?( means whats up)"
"Fire, did you ever think of what the future holds in store for us?" Vegeta inquires. "I mean belonging to a gang is fine and dandy but we are not getting the glory we deserve."
"I understand Vegeta" answered Firestarta "but there is not a lot we can do about it. Our guild levels are only 15 and the realm has already established its power base"
"I understand that" Vegeta sighs heavily "but I have a dream. My dream is to lead the most powerful gang in the realm with all the best things for us only. Not a gang just for the experience or benefits, but a true fellowship with peace, trust, and loyalty"
"Now now Vegeta, are you going to go on like that hobo at Giovanni's about some ring and a dark Lord?" Firestarta laughs aloud.
"All kidding aside Firestarta, I am going to make a move in this realm. Why do you think we've been practicing in crimson portals day after day? It's time for me to make a name for myself and for my friends. I am leaving Knights of the Round (old gang name Vegeta first joined) tomorrow. I would like you to join me and together we will be known throughout the realm!"
Firestarta takes in Vegeta's comments quietly. In all seriousness he firmly grasps his hand and says, "Where you go, I will be right beside you. Let's tempt the Fates togther."
Vegeta grasps Firestarta's hand in return and smiles, "I see great things in our future...."
*Present Day*
....and I see great things in our future Fire" Vegeta states.
Firestarta wakes up from his reverie with a start.
"So what are you plans he hastily says"
"I have to admit that I've been in a funk for the past few weeks. You know me and betrayal, theres been too much of it in the past" Vegeta states. "But I feel back to my old self again. And after much deliberation I have come to a decision. Let us go downstairs and tell the others."
Vegeta softly pads out of his room with nothing but a pair of pants and his sword. Firestarta inwardly cringes at the coming proclamation. Whatever it was, it was going to be momumentous.
Vegeta arrives at the War Room and is ecstatically greeted by his fellow Warriors. Vegeta grins inside and looks at his family. The coming times would test all of them and their loyalty. It would be interesting to see how they all turned out in the days to come.
"I am sorry I haven't been around lately but I had to have time to think about matters and I have come to a decision. What Mr did to me is inexcusable, but what he did to US as a gang is even more heinous. Most of the hardwork we all have done collectively has been stolen from us. Our precious items are gone, our favored swords robbed, our hardword armor missing. Therefore as of today....We are going to War!"
Vegeta's eyes flash and his body language more aggressive. "I do not call upon you to fight this war for me, but to aid me in the coming times of bloodshed. The realm is undergoing a massive shift in power and we as the Order of The BlackKnights must respond with decisiveness and unity! Anything less will be seen as weakness and we will be picked apart clean by the buzzards below us. So whose with me!"
The rising shout of the entire Order rings aloud and passerbyers outside the Gold Ganghouse look up in fear.
Yes, Firestarta thought, there were apparently a season of change happening throughout the realm, and the days to come dark and dreary. But as long as they stuck together and pressed on, they would be ok. He makes eye contact at the rejuvenated Vegeta and nods softly. Yes, it is time for war.
*A few days later*
Vegeta trudges in the front door with various spider strands sticking to his hair and armor. However, he is smiling broadly as he flicks the blood off his sword and sheathes it.
"Damn those guards are persistant. How many more of them do I have to kill?" he smiles pleasantly.
"Your in a good mood" Ryoko states as she greets him. "Whats up?"
"This" Vegeta proudly dumps various druid eq on the table, some covered in blood. "Let this herald the first wave of death upon his gang. Now, lets have a round of beers and celebrate"
Off in the distance the sounds of a party is heard emanating from the Gold Ganghouse....