[RP Thread] The Battle of Avalon by The-Sanctuaire, literature
Literature
[RP Thread] The Battle of Avalon
This was it. The final act of this quest. The group was ready to met the Pendragon and the Knights of the Round Table in Britain. As well as Morgan's Fairy Knights. Camaro already left with the Lycurgus Cup. She also stole a manuscript, written by Elias Ashmole. She was amazed on how perspective this human was about the Angelical Stone. It was almost on-point. Almost. He misinterpreted a crucial detail tho. Now, Camaro goes to her destination, to the Gates of Avalon and, finally, opens it. Her plan was nearly fully complete and she knew Storm needed only one fragment to restore Soul Calibur. She was ready to claim her prise. Soon, she'll have both Soul Calibur and Soul Edge and she will finally brought Humanity to an end. Camaro had to be patient. Very patient. Her army will soon close-in on the Pendragon and their Knights, trapping them. Britain was already hers. She controlled it. Now, she have to go to the Gates alone, letting her generals fighting and beating her ennemies
Roy, the raccoon everyone… loves?? Well he’s about to be. By a whole civilization of tiny people. One day, as Roy was walking home from doing his usual dumpster diving, he takes a shortcut through the woods to avoid walking more than he wanted to. As he was walking, he noticed a a wolf attacking a tiny town, eating and killing people. Roy sighed as now since he saw it, he had to do something. Walking towards the city, he began scaring off the wolf with tiny people now running to Roy for protection. Roy would chuckle as the beast ran away, “heh.. didn’t know I was that scary…” he spoke. He was about to move, but being stopped as he heard the cheers of the people below him. “Our new king!” “Our protector!” “Thank you!” Roy would stare down at the tiniest before taking a step back, “uh.. I.. don’t really want to be a king.. I’m sure you guys won’t have the same problem..” he spoke as he began walking away, leaving the poor tinies alone. Scared, the tinies would soon follow behind Roy like baby ducks following their mama. Roy would make it home as he sets everything away, his shoes, keys, wallet, phone, and the bag of stuff he took from a dumpster. He yawns as he went though his nightly routine, shower, brushing his teeth, and all the fun stuff. Roy laid down in his bed as he began to fall asleep.. DOOT DOOTDOOT DOOO!! “Good morning our king!” Someone spoke out to Roy as he was asleep, “…king..?” He would blow the horn again as Roy shifted, “what the hell…” Roy mumbled as he woke up, immediately looking at the tiny knight in front of him, “…..what.” Roy immediately got up to look around as the tiny civilization was now in his room, “….” “G…good morning, king..!” The knight would speak again as Roy looked down, “mmm.. I’m not a king… I didn’t want to be.. I’m sorry but you all need to-“ without even finishing his sentence, the knight got into his knees and started begging, “p..please king.. we need you..! You’re giant, strong and powerful..! We feel safe around you!” With that, Roy sighs, now he has to do it or else it would wake him up randomly in a few years and feel guilty, “fine.. but if someone gets eaten or stepped on, don’t blame me..” he spoke as he would pick up the knight and putting him on his shoulders. The knight clings into Roy’s shoulder as Roy got up and began walking out of his room. Some people would begin to follow him and hearing, “good morning king!” “Hello our beloved king!” Roy sighed as he got his coffee into a cup, and began walking into the living room. Sitting down, and propping his feet up on the table, he takes a sip of coffee before sitting it down. The knight slowly cuddled against Roy as the others did to, going onto his hand and nuzzling their way closer to it, going in his sweater pouch or underneath it, some even nuzzling his paws. Roy felt the tinies cuddling him, “am I really that loved by these.. tiny people..?” He asked himself as he watched all of them. After sitting back and turning on the tv, he would grab his cup which had a few tinies playing in it. He began drinking it, swallowing the few tinies as they felt honored to be eaten by such a gigantic king. Hours have passed, and some tinies were fast asleep, so was the knight who was clinging into Roy’s fur. Roy would head a couple of voices, “excuse me.. king..?” Roy looked down to see a small group of people as they continued, “do you need anything..?” Roy would think for a while before scooping them up and setting them on the table in front of his paws, “well.. you can rub my feet.. they kinda hurt from walking yesterday..” Roy spoke as he moved his attention to the tv. He began to feel the tiny servants rubbing his fluffy foot as Roy smiling and melted a bit, “mmmm..~ ♡” Roy began to love the idea of being king, people adoring him and attending to his knees. He could quit his job right now but, didn’t really feel like it. More time has passed as it was now dinner time. Roy would plant his feet on the ground, stepping on someone in the process as he began to walk into the kitchen. Pulling out cans of soup, he began cooking for himself, and the new tiny civilization. He felt something underneath his foot, thinking he just stepped on an ant, he would grind his foot a bit as he went back to doing other things. The tiny people smelt the food, and immediately came to for a line, holding tiny bowls they got from moving out of their house. The knight would soon smell the food as he began to wake up, “…mm.. smells g..good king.. what are you making..?” The knight asked, staring up at Roy. “Oh uh.. just some normal meat and potato stew…” he responded with the knight looking puzzled, they never had meat before.. or.. any kind of ‘giants food’ for that matter, “meat..? Is it good..?” The knight would ask again with Roy responded, “uh.. sure if you like it..” After the soup was done, he turned to see a long line of people. Sighing a bit, he crouched down to begin serving the people with a small spoon, pouring it in the bowl. As he was serving people, one of the tiniest spoke out, “u..Uhm.. m..my king..?” They seem really nervous talking to the king. Roy would tilt his head a bit, “what..” After responding, the ring held our a tiny little crown, “I..I made this for you..” With a small smile, Roy would take the crown and putting it on top of his ear, petting the tiny, “why thank you..” he spoke as he continued. Some tiniest either went back to their houses or went to the living room, waiting patiently for their king. After Roy got a big bowl of soup and saving the rest, he would come to the living room, and sitting down. The tinies stared you at the king as they began to eat. You would gently take the night and put them on the rim of the bowl, “since you’re like.. my little pet.. you can have the privilege..” he spoke as Roy began to eat with the knight smiling, “Thank you so much king..!” He smiled as he began drinking the broth, and eating some meat and potatoes. Hours have passed as the moon began to rise, Roy would begin to yawn as the servants were back, caring to his paws. Roy would put his foot down, “alright tinies.. it’s time for bed…” he spoke, scooping up the tiniest in his hand, making his way down into his room. He held the tinies close as some of them already fell asleep, enjoying being held by the king. Roy would set them down into the town before saying goodnight with the people responding with, “thank you so much our king, goodnight!” Roy would smile a bit as he turned off the lights and went with his normal routine, keeping the knight close to him. After the routine, the knight stood there, looking at Roy, “what about me.. m..my king..?” He asked, staring up at the raccoon. Roy scoops up the knight as he laid down in bed, “you can sleep with me…” he spoke, getting under the covers and holding the knight close. The knight would smile as he cuddled close to Roy, “I..it would be an honor my king..! Goodnight..!” He spoke, clinging onto Roy as he soon fall asleep as well. “A king huh..? They seem to really love me.. I guess this isn’t so bad..” he spoke, smiling a bit as he cuddled the knight back, soon falling asleep as well…
The ancient grounds were wrapped in fog, a chill air hung over the deadened stone ruins as Agatha followed her mother closely amidst the ghostly wisps trailing through the mist. The white robes she and her mother wore stood in stark contrast to the gray world which surrounded them, broken by splashes of green and brown where bits of plant life had begun to consume the ruins. Agatha imagined the swirling mists were ancient spirits, following and watching them, her body shivering from the thought as she moved closer to her mother uncertainly.
“Mother,” she murmured quietly, afraid to disturb the air more than needed. “What a