Onboard the HMC Lancelot (EVK rp)
Jul 5, 2023 21:35:58 GMT -5
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Post by vastrix on Jul 5, 2023 21:35:58 GMT -5
Outside of the city of Charleston is a British fleet that is waging battle against a small Colonist fleet and a fort. Toward the back of the fighting is the British flagship, the HMS Lancelot holds steady and gives commands to the other ships.
Admiral Tomas Jenkins stands on the top deck and watches as the Colonial defenses slowly start to crumble against the British onslaught. As they should.
He reaches out to put his arm around the waist of Esmeralda von Krauss, who stands in an extravagant gown. She smiles as the young Admiral draws her in for a passionate kiss.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You know, dahling. My husband is said to have been spotted in Charleston. Is this the target you really wanted?
Admiral Jenkins laughs, keeping Esmeralda close to him.
Tomas Jenkins: I am not afraid of your husband. In fact, I have chosen this target primarily to bring him to heel and execute him for being a traitor to the Crown.
Esmeralda extracts herself from the Admiral’s grasp and pulls out a small ornate snuff box. She takes a pinch of it to her nose and snuffs it up.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Admiral, we’ve been together six months, yes?
Tomas Jenkins: That would be correct, my lady.
Esmeralda von Krauss: And in this time, have you met my husband?
Tomas frowns. Where was this line of questioning going?
Tomas Jenkins: I have not met him in person. We will be meeting for the first time before I have him hung from the yard arm. He will die watching me kiss his wife.
Esmeralda nods, taking another pinch of the powdered tobacco.
Esmeralda von Krauss: If you had, you would know that he does not fight for the rebels, but rather…alongside them. They fear him and his ilk as much as you should.
Tomas Jenkins: Why are you telling me this?
Alarm bells are being sounded and Admiral Jenkins frowns, looking around. A ragged-looking black ship can be seen sailing in from the East, behind the British fleet that is busy engaging the Colonists. The skull and crossbones flag can be seen flying. Tomas opens his eyes wide as he hears the look-out call out for the sighting of the ship and what it is.
Tomas Jenkins: Pirates would risk an attack now of all times?
Esmeralda smirks, it’s an altogether predatory smile.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Oh, dahling. Those are no ordinary pirates…
Tomas blinks at Esmeralda and then looks to the pirate ship once again, this time with a spyglass. He starts to go pale when he sees what he sees. He lowers the spyglass and looks at Esmeralda.
Tomas Jenkins: Armand von Krauss and the Krimson Kharnival?
Esmeralda just laughs.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You thought to hunt him, dahling. He is hunting you.
Admiral Jenkins looks around at the crew looking to him for orders. He breathes in deep
Tomas Jenkins: Bring us around and let’s get as many guns as we can on that ship! Put her beneath the waves!
The Admiral staggers as the ship is being turned hard to get a good broadside on Armand’s ship. Esmeralda just stands her ground and watches with amusement as everyone gets ready for battle stations. They had expected only to sink Colonial vessels trying to escape the slaughter, not respond to an actual aggressive vessel.
Admiral Jankins watches in horror as the enemy ship doesn’t turn away from the HMS Lancelot, but goes straight into the broadside. His breath quickens as it begins to get into range. The optimal result would be a broadside attack against her broadside to get a bigger target. Aiming a broadside at the fore of a ship is attacking a smaller target. Beggars cannot be choosers though in the initial barrage.
Tomas Jenkins: Open fire!
Admiral Jenkins watches his jaw hanging down in horror as the cannonballs swerve to avoid Armand’s ship and splash into the ocean behind it.
Tomas Jenkins: How? How does he do this, Esmeralda? His ship should be sinking!
Esmeralda walks over to stand next to the Admiral. She smirks as Armand’s ship swings into a broadside position, but does not fire cannonballs. Instead, it fires grappling hooks and starts sending over planks to begin boarding the HMS Lancelot. The Admiral draws his sword.
Tomas Jenkins: Prepare to repel boarders!
Esmeralda glides behind the Admiral, producing a thin silver blade that she plunges into his back and into his heart.
Esmeralda von Krauss: It seems our time together has come to an end, dahling. My husband comes. Trust me when I say that I have given you a mercy.
She rips the blade out as the Admiral drops the sword. He turns around to look at her, his expression one of betrayal and hurt.
Tomas Jenkins: Why?
Esmeralda places a finger on the Admiral’s chest with a sly smile.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I like you a lot, dahling, but I love my husband.
She presses the dying Admiral with a finger and he falls into the ocean. Armand von Krauss swings across as his clowns and other freaks of nature slaughter the British naval men. He notes that she puts the dagger away before he takes her into his arms.
Armand von Krauss: You disposed of your lover before I could do so, my love.
Esmeralda kisses Armand passionately before answering.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I have but one husband in all these centuries.
Armand takes this answer with a solemn nod before he looks to his circus of freaks.
Armand von Krauss: Bring me the Commodore!
It isn’t long before Commodore Jason Chrissman is dragged before Armand. The rest of the crew has surrendered, but no quarter is given. People are steadily being thrown overboard.
Armand von Krauss: Signal to the fleet to retreat and we will lock the rest of the crew away.
Jason Chrissman: You lie!
Armand von Krauss: Maybe. But think of this. Hold out his arm.
Jason’s right arm is held straight out from his body. Armand draws his sword and swings it, cutting through the forearm. Jason screams as he drops down to his knees.
Jason Chrissman: Signal the retreat! Signal the retreat!
Armand’s men allow the crew to signal to the rest of the fleet in combat with the Colonials (and winning) to retreat. The concept throws the fleet into chaos as half of the ships begin to retreat and half stay behind and begin to lose ground until all are in full retreat.
Jason Chrissman: You said you would lock the crew away.
Armand just shrugs with a smile.
Armand von Krauss: Kill them all.
Jason backs away from the von Krausses to the railing where the Admiral was killed. He looks devastated, even as he knew his own fate. He wanted to spare his crew the same.
Jason Chrissman: Why?
Armand von Krauss: The sea may save them yet. You will bring the sharks though.
Esmeralda places a finger on the man’s chest and presses, sending him overboard with a scream.
Today…
Esmeralda von Krauss sits in a limo with Donzig. After being sent from Armand’s side, she has been stuck with the man that she loved like a son that she never had. Still, Donzig has fallen into chaos since losing the Donzig-gun. She lights an Egyptian cigarette in a foot-long ruby-red holder.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Sam Sawyer. You’ve come a long way since being in FIRESIDE and I am impressed, dahling. It seems to be almost a shame that I have to crush you in a match leading up to me seizing the X*Crown away from Bloodied Fox.
I realize that you have been working so hard on yourself and I am proud of the fact that you can speak now. It is an amazing achievement that you may not have been able to do without facing the level of change represented by FIRESIDE closing and moving to Tapout.
I am here to say that you should keep up the hard work invested in yourself and keep improving until the one day when you can capture the top title in Tapout. It won’t be the X*Crown. Not this time. I am going to be the one who will be taking home that honor. If you are good and make me earn the title shot at Night of Champions, maybe I can make you my first one on one defense for the month of August.
Esmeralda flicks ashes onto the floor of the limo and blows smoke into the air with a laugh.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I’ll see you before long, Sam, and then maybe again in August. It’s a date, dahling.
Admiral Tomas Jenkins stands on the top deck and watches as the Colonial defenses slowly start to crumble against the British onslaught. As they should.
He reaches out to put his arm around the waist of Esmeralda von Krauss, who stands in an extravagant gown. She smiles as the young Admiral draws her in for a passionate kiss.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You know, dahling. My husband is said to have been spotted in Charleston. Is this the target you really wanted?
Admiral Jenkins laughs, keeping Esmeralda close to him.
Tomas Jenkins: I am not afraid of your husband. In fact, I have chosen this target primarily to bring him to heel and execute him for being a traitor to the Crown.
Esmeralda extracts herself from the Admiral’s grasp and pulls out a small ornate snuff box. She takes a pinch of it to her nose and snuffs it up.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Admiral, we’ve been together six months, yes?
Tomas Jenkins: That would be correct, my lady.
Esmeralda von Krauss: And in this time, have you met my husband?
Tomas frowns. Where was this line of questioning going?
Tomas Jenkins: I have not met him in person. We will be meeting for the first time before I have him hung from the yard arm. He will die watching me kiss his wife.
Esmeralda nods, taking another pinch of the powdered tobacco.
Esmeralda von Krauss: If you had, you would know that he does not fight for the rebels, but rather…alongside them. They fear him and his ilk as much as you should.
Tomas Jenkins: Why are you telling me this?
Alarm bells are being sounded and Admiral Jenkins frowns, looking around. A ragged-looking black ship can be seen sailing in from the East, behind the British fleet that is busy engaging the Colonists. The skull and crossbones flag can be seen flying. Tomas opens his eyes wide as he hears the look-out call out for the sighting of the ship and what it is.
Tomas Jenkins: Pirates would risk an attack now of all times?
Esmeralda smirks, it’s an altogether predatory smile.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Oh, dahling. Those are no ordinary pirates…
Tomas blinks at Esmeralda and then looks to the pirate ship once again, this time with a spyglass. He starts to go pale when he sees what he sees. He lowers the spyglass and looks at Esmeralda.
Tomas Jenkins: Armand von Krauss and the Krimson Kharnival?
Esmeralda just laughs.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You thought to hunt him, dahling. He is hunting you.
Admiral Jenkins looks around at the crew looking to him for orders. He breathes in deep
Tomas Jenkins: Bring us around and let’s get as many guns as we can on that ship! Put her beneath the waves!
The Admiral staggers as the ship is being turned hard to get a good broadside on Armand’s ship. Esmeralda just stands her ground and watches with amusement as everyone gets ready for battle stations. They had expected only to sink Colonial vessels trying to escape the slaughter, not respond to an actual aggressive vessel.
Admiral Jankins watches in horror as the enemy ship doesn’t turn away from the HMS Lancelot, but goes straight into the broadside. His breath quickens as it begins to get into range. The optimal result would be a broadside attack against her broadside to get a bigger target. Aiming a broadside at the fore of a ship is attacking a smaller target. Beggars cannot be choosers though in the initial barrage.
Tomas Jenkins: Open fire!
Admiral Jenkins watches his jaw hanging down in horror as the cannonballs swerve to avoid Armand’s ship and splash into the ocean behind it.
Tomas Jenkins: How? How does he do this, Esmeralda? His ship should be sinking!
Esmeralda walks over to stand next to the Admiral. She smirks as Armand’s ship swings into a broadside position, but does not fire cannonballs. Instead, it fires grappling hooks and starts sending over planks to begin boarding the HMS Lancelot. The Admiral draws his sword.
Tomas Jenkins: Prepare to repel boarders!
Esmeralda glides behind the Admiral, producing a thin silver blade that she plunges into his back and into his heart.
Esmeralda von Krauss: It seems our time together has come to an end, dahling. My husband comes. Trust me when I say that I have given you a mercy.
She rips the blade out as the Admiral drops the sword. He turns around to look at her, his expression one of betrayal and hurt.
Tomas Jenkins: Why?
Esmeralda places a finger on the Admiral’s chest with a sly smile.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I like you a lot, dahling, but I love my husband.
She presses the dying Admiral with a finger and he falls into the ocean. Armand von Krauss swings across as his clowns and other freaks of nature slaughter the British naval men. He notes that she puts the dagger away before he takes her into his arms.
Armand von Krauss: You disposed of your lover before I could do so, my love.
Esmeralda kisses Armand passionately before answering.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I have but one husband in all these centuries.
Armand takes this answer with a solemn nod before he looks to his circus of freaks.
Armand von Krauss: Bring me the Commodore!
It isn’t long before Commodore Jason Chrissman is dragged before Armand. The rest of the crew has surrendered, but no quarter is given. People are steadily being thrown overboard.
Armand von Krauss: Signal to the fleet to retreat and we will lock the rest of the crew away.
Jason Chrissman: You lie!
Armand von Krauss: Maybe. But think of this. Hold out his arm.
Jason’s right arm is held straight out from his body. Armand draws his sword and swings it, cutting through the forearm. Jason screams as he drops down to his knees.
Jason Chrissman: Signal the retreat! Signal the retreat!
Armand’s men allow the crew to signal to the rest of the fleet in combat with the Colonials (and winning) to retreat. The concept throws the fleet into chaos as half of the ships begin to retreat and half stay behind and begin to lose ground until all are in full retreat.
Jason Chrissman: You said you would lock the crew away.
Armand just shrugs with a smile.
Armand von Krauss: Kill them all.
Jason backs away from the von Krausses to the railing where the Admiral was killed. He looks devastated, even as he knew his own fate. He wanted to spare his crew the same.
Jason Chrissman: Why?
Armand von Krauss: The sea may save them yet. You will bring the sharks though.
Esmeralda places a finger on the man’s chest and presses, sending him overboard with a scream.
Today…
Esmeralda von Krauss sits in a limo with Donzig. After being sent from Armand’s side, she has been stuck with the man that she loved like a son that she never had. Still, Donzig has fallen into chaos since losing the Donzig-gun. She lights an Egyptian cigarette in a foot-long ruby-red holder.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Sam Sawyer. You’ve come a long way since being in FIRESIDE and I am impressed, dahling. It seems to be almost a shame that I have to crush you in a match leading up to me seizing the X*Crown away from Bloodied Fox.
I realize that you have been working so hard on yourself and I am proud of the fact that you can speak now. It is an amazing achievement that you may not have been able to do without facing the level of change represented by FIRESIDE closing and moving to Tapout.
I am here to say that you should keep up the hard work invested in yourself and keep improving until the one day when you can capture the top title in Tapout. It won’t be the X*Crown. Not this time. I am going to be the one who will be taking home that honor. If you are good and make me earn the title shot at Night of Champions, maybe I can make you my first one on one defense for the month of August.
Esmeralda flicks ashes onto the floor of the limo and blows smoke into the air with a laugh.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I’ll see you before long, Sam, and then maybe again in August. It’s a date, dahling.
