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asgardeventide2013-02-05 05:37 pm
pratentious) wrote in asgardeventide2013-02-05 05:37 pm
Entry tags:
- !npc,
- allison argent,
- arthur pendragon,
- arya stark,
- bella swan,
- data!roxas,
- equius zahhak,
- euridice taverna,
- finnick odair,
- france (francis bonnefoy),
- gwaine,
- john allerdyce (pyro),
- kate beckett,
- mako nakarai,
- merlin,
- mithian,
- morgana pendragon,
- rose tyler,
- samantha grey,
- seth clearwater,
- shou hitokage,
- sophie gargamel,
- superboy,
- the eleventh doctor,
- uther pendragon
o14 ♔ video
[ Today's video finds two faces (familiar to some) sat beside each other at the corner of the kitchen table in the New Camelot household, Arthur's hands folded comfortably across the wooden surface. He's done this a million times before, though it's been awhile since his last formal address. ]
Travellers to Asgard - friends, allies, and strangers alike - a good day to you all. It has been some time since we first stepped foot on Asgard's soil, and given the recent ... changes, in population, I feel an introduction may be in order. [ A smile, cordial. ] I am Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot, and to my right is my idiot manservant -
[Merlin leans in toward the screen, temporarily blocking Arthur from sight.] Friend. He meant to say "friend."
[ And Arthur shoves him right back into place with a hand to his face, still smiling. ] - my completely imbecilic and utterly useless manservant, Merlin. Recent times have found us in a rare period of relative peace within the city walls, giving us time enough to find our bearings and breathe a moment's tranquility.
[Arthur gets a jab to his side for his troubles, Merlin smiling all the while.] That's why we thought this might be a good time for us to hold a tournament. Well, two, actually. One for magic and one for non-magical combat. According to Arthur, the knights back in Camelot would use the tournaments to hone their abilities and keep their senses sharp - I think it's all just an excuse to bash each other around - when they aren't waging war. And, well, since we'll be expected to fight when the Giants recover...we could probably use the practice.
[ Arthur inhales deeply through his nose, shaking his head just a little, smile gone tight. He mutters something about 'should've written a damn script' before knocking Merlin's knee with his own beneath the table and grinning charitably once more. ]
Which makes it my distinct pleasure to announce the Tournament of Worlds, your opportunity to stand amongst your peers and let your abilities shine to their fullest. The tourney will commence on Day Two-Hundred and Nineteen; you have until the day beforehand to register your name for combat. Further information can be found attached at the end of this message.
Oh! And-- [He'll just be nudging Arthur out of the way again, thank you very much.] There'll be a festival of sorts outside the Arena the day before the tournament starts. The Natives are going to be setting up some booths again, and you're all welcome to join in, too.
[ ffs this time, Arthur's just going to grab Merlin's head and shove it under his arm, driving his knuckle into his scalp while grinning at the feed. ] So! Give us your best, Asgard. We hope to see the whole lot of you there.
[ And somewhere amidst Merlin's flailing and Arthur's noogeying, the bracelet gets knocked off the table to show their feet kicking at each other until they both fall out of their seats, still wrestling with each other, and the feed ends. ]
attachments: tourney.doc; tourney2.doc
[ ooc; yay, tourney announcement! mod post is here, and sign-ups are at the linked posts. blue is Merlin, responses may come from either or both of us as we're available. cheers! ♥ ]
Travellers to Asgard - friends, allies, and strangers alike - a good day to you all. It has been some time since we first stepped foot on Asgard's soil, and given the recent ... changes, in population, I feel an introduction may be in order. [ A smile, cordial. ] I am Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot, and to my right is my idiot manservant -
[Merlin leans in toward the screen, temporarily blocking Arthur from sight.] Friend. He meant to say "friend."
[ And Arthur shoves him right back into place with a hand to his face, still smiling. ] - my completely imbecilic and utterly useless manservant, Merlin. Recent times have found us in a rare period of relative peace within the city walls, giving us time enough to find our bearings and breathe a moment's tranquility.
[Arthur gets a jab to his side for his troubles, Merlin smiling all the while.] That's why we thought this might be a good time for us to hold a tournament. Well, two, actually. One for magic and one for non-magical combat. According to Arthur, the knights back in Camelot would use the tournaments to hone their abilities and keep their senses sharp - I think it's all just an excuse to bash each other around - when they aren't waging war. And, well, since we'll be expected to fight when the Giants recover...we could probably use the practice.
[ Arthur inhales deeply through his nose, shaking his head just a little, smile gone tight. He mutters something about 'should've written a damn script' before knocking Merlin's knee with his own beneath the table and grinning charitably once more. ]
Which makes it my distinct pleasure to announce the Tournament of Worlds, your opportunity to stand amongst your peers and let your abilities shine to their fullest. The tourney will commence on Day Two-Hundred and Nineteen; you have until the day beforehand to register your name for combat. Further information can be found attached at the end of this message.
Oh! And-- [He'll just be nudging Arthur out of the way again, thank you very much.] There'll be a festival of sorts outside the Arena the day before the tournament starts. The Natives are going to be setting up some booths again, and you're all welcome to join in, too.
[ ffs this time, Arthur's just going to grab Merlin's head and shove it under his arm, driving his knuckle into his scalp while grinning at the feed. ] So! Give us your best, Asgard. We hope to see the whole lot of you there.
[ And somewhere amidst Merlin's flailing and Arthur's noogeying, the bracelet gets knocked off the table to show their feet kicking at each other until they both fall out of their seats, still wrestling with each other, and the feed ends. ]
attachments: tourney.doc; tourney2.doc
[ ooc; yay, tourney announcement! mod post is here, and sign-ups are at the linked posts. blue is Merlin, responses may come from either or both of us as we're available. cheers! ♥ ]
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Siblings. [ he makes a face. ] I suppose that might explain why I can't get rid of him.
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Might I expect an entry from you this time around, Allison?
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You know, you are the second to challenge me so boldly in the past fortnight. Does everyone talk quite so big in your time?
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A lot of people do, yeah. I guess egos are just bigger in my time than in yours.
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I don't know that I'd say that much. Pride is a frightfully powerful thing in a land where your name is everything.
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Instead, perhaps it's simply you lot are more callous in how you show it. A bit of reservation can go far.
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[ He grins. ]
If it's a fair wager you desire, it's a fair wager you'll have, Allison Argent. State your terms.
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How about... the loser has to buy the winner lunch sometime? [ It's not like she wants to bet money or anything, especially since this is just meant to be a friendly thing between her and Arthur. If he'd rather do higher stakes than that, though, she could be swayed. ]
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Fair enough. The day after the games, you'll have your contest.
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Perfect. I hope you plan on taking me somewhere worthwhile.
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[ son it is so on. ]
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[ wait no really introduce him to hotdogs omg ]
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I have. Are they of a similar likeness, then?
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