On looking for a game

[life_death_and_albion]

Dear mun,

There is no place more fitting for a king than in his own kingdom. You cannot put me anywhere else.

Perhaps before I was more adventurous... But where would you put me now? I will not step down from the throne. I am king of Albion, and I will do my duty.

King Logan of Albion

Comments

[icouldusepants]

Our nuns decide where we will go. We have no choice but to obey.

[life_death_and_albion]

I do not obey, I choose and am obeyed.

[icouldusepants]

Did you choose to be here than in your kingdom, your Highness?

[life_death_and_albion]

Someone is slow at obeying.

[velvet_papa]

I believe you are missing the point of our situation, your 'highness.'

A king is not a king without a kingdom. But what really makes a king? Hm? A crown? A throne? A castle? Or perhaps birthright?

None of those things truly matter. The one thing required to be a king is power. If you are a king without a kingdom, make a kingdom.

[life_death_and_albion]

I do not want to find ways for my mun to excuse removing me from my kingdom. I will do what needs to be done, but my tasks are difficult enough as it is.

[velvet_papa]

You are already removed from your kingdom. Displease your mun and all they can do is send you back to your throne.

In a world between worlds, all are anchored to their origin. Cower before your mun's "wrath" as you will. But they have no hold over you, except what you give them.

[life_death_and_albion]

My mun is nothing to cower from. There are far worse things. Things I must protect my kingdom from. That will drive me far more than whatever my mun decrees.

I'm sorry I couldn't help it

[controledfreak]

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You smell familiar, though you look different. I've met somebody that knows you, but I'm certain that we haven't met.

[The... girl(?) raises an arm(?) to her chin(?) and seems to contemplate where that might have been.]

By all means!

[life_death_and_albion]

[He... stares at her for a bit.]

I would remember meeting you. Lots of people know of me. I don't know who you could have met.

Re: By all means!

[controledfreak]

[She tosses and jumbles the words in her head for almost a minute when a thought comes to her.]

Ah, right. Emma. And the Crawler.

[life_death_and_albion]

Emma... [As soon as the Crawler is mentioned, he flinches.] You met it?

[tobeahero]

How dare you call such tyranny your 'duty'! The people suffer under your rule for nothing more than your own selfish vanity!

[Hey bro, guess who's at a canon point before the Crawler?]

[life_death_and_albion]

What I am doing is for the good of the people.

[As if he's not used to dealing with his sister... Even if she hasn't rebelled against him yet.]

[tobeahero]

It is not!

[She lifted her chin to look up at him with sturdy defiance. Why did she have to be born so much shorter?]

The people live in fear and poverty. Your rule is doing nothing but bleed our kingdom dry.

[life_death_and_albion]

My rule strengthens our kingdom. Leave the concerns of the kingdom to the adults, sister.

Hope this is okay~

[controledfreak]

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[Don't look now, but there's... something behind you.]

Oh. Hello, Emma.

It's cool.

[tobeahero]

[She turned around to look at who spoke, then turned back around to try and see who they were speaking to. Finding no one else, she could only assume the ... thing? was speaking to her.]

Um... I'm sorry? I think you have the wrong person.

[controledfreak]

[The... girl? Opened her mouth to talk, only to stop and raise a hand to what could be presumably be it's chin. Well, or where chins ordinarily will be.]

Ah... no, you're not the Emma I know. Though you appear to be the same type. But then you haven't met us, have you? So, that would mean...

...interesting.

o, look. another little sister

[roadtorule]

[Emma's brow furrows slightly at his words and she takes a moment to pick over her own, trying to gauge what to say, how to say it. Unlike the other her that has appeared, she... understands. At least, she hopes she does. She's not quite on the level with the Logan that's in her game, not yet, but, she... well. She's been to Aurora.

In the end, she tries to smile.] Try looking at it from a different perspective. Your mundane is less trying to force you to leave the throne, and more sending you on an expedition? [ahahahaha. ha. ... ha.

She hesitates.] But if it is... any consolation, brother, I have been told that time stops when we are taken from home. I cannot say that I believe it, myself, nor that I disbelieve. But there are others who are in our positions who back this possibility up as fact.

Re: o, look. another little sister

[controledfreak]

[This time, the horrorterror takes a big breathe in Emma's general direction before opening her mouth.]

You're Emma.

o hey

[roadtorule]

[Emma blinks.]

Oh, hello.

it has been a good long time, huh?

[controledfreak]

You seem displeased.

All the awkwardness between siblings!

[life_death_and_albion]

[He used to enjoy expeditions. They used to take up his time as he explored, conquered, helped his people... If only he could approach this the same way he once had.]

There could not be a more poorly timed expedition than this.

[He frowns. It's not much consolation, but it's... something.] I hope you're right.

[roadtorule]

I understand that. [a brief moment of eye contact:] I do. I feel the same way. [her eyes slide away] But...

[now, a weak smile, one that would normally be brighter, would have more oomph behind it, but she's scared, too. scared for Albion. scared for the few close to her (Walter, Page, Ben Finn, Kalin, Elliot -- and Avo she refuses to lose Elliot again, never again, never). ... scared for Logan.]

I don't know if there's any escaping this, so we've got to do what we can.