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| A Falkenstein Castle Christmas Gig; Endymion Solo | |
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| Blue Collins | Dec 22 2017, 03:05 PM Post #1 |
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Endymion Soap had Adele's gift - the C'est radio - propped up against the headboard of his bed, constantly playing Pre-War Christmas music. As he practiced with his carefully-maintained old fiddle, the Bard lost himself in the pleasures of music, storing each note and lyric in his memory. Silent Night, White Christmas - such an out-of-place song in a city where snow was rare - Jingle Bells, and 'I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus'. Oh, and Church music like Te Deum and The Magnificat. A knock at his door; Endymion put down his violin, closed his radio, and opened said door in order to encounter the smiling face of Dan the Ghoul. The very old man would then say, "You've put on your best clothes, I see. Good, we need them if you're going to see the Ghoul-King. He and the Royal Senate are requesting the musical talents of the Hostel and that means you." The Bard blinked at that without any other reaction. One second later, his legs visibly shook. Another moment, and Endymion would shout, "The Ghoul-King wants me to sing for Christmas?!" Dan the Ghoul was deadpan. "Yes. And you've been practicing from your portable radio lately, right? And as C'est hasn't declared formal independence yet - the only circumstance where Adele would 'activate' you - " He smiled as Endy began looking around frantically. "Don't worry, the walls may have ears, but I own said walls. Now, are we going to head for the King and Senate, or not?" Endymion breathed hard and recovered, "I wish you wouldn't spring such surprises on me. But hey, part of being a bard is learning how to deal with surprise gigs, isn't it? I just hope it pays well!" A grin. "After all, if I only get paid for music, I should ensure that I at least make a living from it." ----- The Castle keep was impressive, especially with Pre-War renovations that made it more imposing than it had been in the 1990s' when it was first built. With large, thick walls that were three adult men in width (though Dan would say that the original version was thinner), round towers of reinforced concrete equipped with cannons, each larger than three brahmin cows, it made for an edifice one can put one's faith in. Endymion found it a breathtaking site, even when Dan the Ghoul said: "Look closer, there are black tarnish stains at the bottom of the walls and towers. Time gets everything, man and stone alike. All that's left is to improve on what you have now." The old Ghoul then walked to the doors, gesturing Endymion to follow him as the guards opened said doors, allowing them inside. Christmas Music awaited. |
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Endymion 'Endy' Soap - Level 1 Flame Collins - Temporarily Seperate from Blue - Level 3 Shintaro Kanzaki - Level 1 | |
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| Blue Collins | Dec 23 2017, 04:01 PM Post #2 |
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The interior of the castle was luxury Endymion couldn't imagine, with vases filled with plastic-and-cloth flowers, tapestries of wool and cotton, and banners of shimmering silk arrayed in rows that led the way to the throne room. Said room was surprisingly clean and bright, the latter thanks to strategic placement of windows, and on the throne sat the Ghoul-King himself, wearing green and brown silk on top of his ballistics vest. A crown of aluminum and tinsel was upon his head, but to Endymion, that was finery. Dan the Ghoul was less impressed. "I and the kid have arrived here, Tim." Tim. An open sign that the two Ghouls knew each other from long ago, perhaps before The War. "So, Christmas is tomorrow; are we going to invite the common people? Well, most of them; the castle isn't that big even enlarged." The Ghoul-King replied, his voice deep and musical, like that ancient Pre-War musician that Dan kept telling Endy about (Sinatra?): "Of course we'll invite the common people; it's Christmas!" He then called a human messenger to him and said, "Bring word to the Castle Town, the sattelite settlements, and the outlying farms! Keep the Militia of 24 alert as well; we're going to have a Christmas feast!" OOC: Sorry if this is short, but I will be only on phone later today and all of tomorrow. |
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Endymion 'Endy' Soap - Level 1 Flame Collins - Temporarily Seperate from Blue - Level 3 Shintaro Kanzaki - Level 1 | |
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| Blue Collins | Dec 28 2017, 11:19 PM Post #3 |
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OOC: This Solo is suspended. |
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Endymion 'Endy' Soap - Level 1 Flame Collins - Temporarily Seperate from Blue - Level 3 Shintaro Kanzaki - Level 1 | |
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| Blue Collins | Jan 10 2018, 08:50 PM Post #4 |
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"A Christmas Feast? After a year of increased raids?!" Crockett, Endymion's friend and sometimes lover, asked the young man as the two were in the bathhouse once more. Endymion was washing himself in preperation for trying out a new costume, all the while resisting the urge to look at his fellow bathers. This resistance was made easier by Crockett's surprise at Endymion's news. It was clear that there were non-carnal matters to discuss as the mercenary-turned-farmer continued, "I'd advise the Ghoul-King against it; it's a security risk and it will anger the soldier-farmers who have to help the Militia of 24 as they will be guarding the area while not being able to enjoy the festivities." Endymion blinked at that; he hadn't known, "I thought it was a great way of keeping the people hopeful; to make them believe that things are not so bad as they seem. And wouldn't they be sad if we had to cancel the feast, and more afraid without something to take their minds off the threats?" Crockett made eye contact with Endymion, staring hard. "They would be, but hides are better-spent in the defense of Falk Castle itself; we've reached that point. Plus, a lot of people will be moving to the Castle itself; houses will be left empty for raiders to steal from. Your Ghoul-King isn't thinking; we need to not have a Christmas feast. So please, tell Dan the Ghoul to tell our glorious liege to do something else." Endy had an idea, then. "Hmm, how about, instead of having the feast held in the castle, we have a bunch of singers, dancers, and presents be sent out to the Castle Town and sattelite hamlets to make the people there happy? That way the Ghoul-King can show how much he cares about those outside the castle, while at the same time, the Militia of 24 and the soldier-farmers are kept happy?" A blink from Crockett. "That...that's actually a good idea! And to think I was going to complain more. I hope I get something good, then; you may have just made me believe in Christmas in this place once more!" Endymion smiled. ------ The very next day, Endymion, now clad in a red, white, and brass uniform that made him look like a gentelman bard, roamed the Castle Town along with a band of other singers and dancers provided by Dan the Ghoul's Tavern, distributing presents while singing and fiddling about the joys of Chrismas. Once they were finished spreading joy and cheer there, they would go to where a small wagon drawn by a single Brahmin waited, along with an escort of six (three Ghouls, three Humans) from the Militia of 24. These would then go to the sattelite towns and outlying homesteads, giving out rich presents and singing on request. The last farmstead to be visited was Crockett's, and Endymion had fun giving him a nice new cotton blanket from trade further east. He also, after taking a swig of special ginger tea, sang and fiddled for the guy, before asking the others to go back to the castle ahead of him. The Bard had been forbidden from taking money from sex, but that didn't mean that his 'urges' were magically erased; they just had to be sated in more...refined ways. And so, for the rest of the night, Endymion and Crockett 'entertained' each other in the latter's homestead, just like old times. And when they were done, Endymion Soap cleaned himself and put his costume back on as Crockett said, "Hey, I have a present for you as well." To Endymion's surprise, the mercenary-turned-soldier-farmer gave him a crudely-wrapped box, before continuing: "Merry Christmas." |
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| Mixtli | Jan 25 2018, 08:16 PM Post #5 |
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Hi BC, I’m the jr mod that’s here for this RP which of course means that I’m here to send a grade your way! I’m sorry if this grade is a little on the short side, but I find that a lot of my feedback is more focused on the whole instead of the parts so that tends to keep things succinct. I really liked the classic “Christmas story” elements in the RP. The music, gift-giving, and general cheer were really pleasant to read. I also really liked the thought that the king was supportive of the idea to spread the holiday cheer to the people under his protection instead of just to his men. That really helps flesh out his personality to the reader. There wasn’t much that in the way of changes that I found in this. “Look closer, there are black tarnish stains at the bottom of the walls and towers” should start as “Look closer;”, preperation should be spelled preparation, and you need to watch out for grammar and misspelled words like “gentleman” and “satellite”. Finally, we’re on to the rewards. This is a simple yet charming story, so I think that a simple yet charming reward would be fitting.
Also, make sure that you have the levels of characters in easy to see places on their registrations, and test the links in your signature they might not be working any more. Thanks for the fun story! |
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Thomas Grey, level 5, Ranger Rep +10, BT Rep +118, Brick Rep +15 SPECIAL: 6, 7, 7, 4, 7, 6, 3 Equipment Weaponry: Colt Army revolver, pocket revolver, 1x smoke/stun/baseball grenades. Armor: Pack rat clothing, leather greaves, reinforced chaps. Appearance: Caucasian. Tall, strong build, short thick curly brown hair. Dark eyes, a frown, and a cleanshaven face. Grey shirt with 3/4 sleeves and leather bracers. Jeans with reinforced leather chaps, and a tool belt. Companion: Elizabeth Sharpe - 4, 8, 4, 3, 5, 10, 6 - Small stature, but makes up for it with knives, a crossbow, and attitude. Level 5. +5 BT Rep. John Slater: SPECIAL 8(+1).4.10.5.5.4.5. One bad hombre | |
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