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All Knights ♔ VIDEO CALL
[ everyone who currently has a drakenet phone in their possession that is turned on would abruptly spring to life with a video announcement on speakerphone :')
the video stars everyone's favorite super-aryan-villain dimitris sarandis, deposed prime minister of andres isle, in what appears to be the cockpit of some kind of giant tank. weird.
he looks and sounds pretty pleased with himself, to be honest. ]
I'm certain all of you have had a chance to notice something is amiss by now, but if that weren't strikingly clear, I'm here to spell things out:
You all took my home from me by force, destroyed everything I had sought to build, tore down or stole my research and stripped me of my resources. Luckily, I had some spirited away, and I've found the Knighthood is far from short on enemies.
Turnabout, as they say, is fair play.
[ he cranks on a lever and outside there's another loud whizzing sound as a rocket goes streaking out to strike the second floor dragon's light bedroom wing for 81 structural damage, tearing a giant gaping hole in the front of the building which rocks again from the impact. dimitris closes his eyes in blissful appreciation as he listens to the impact, as if enjoying a fine symphony, before he opens them again with a sneering smile. ]
I'm sure you're all waiting for Daddy Wynn to run and save you. I'm afraid you'll find he's a bit occupied. Such a pity.
A pity, that is, that I won't get to see his face when he comes back to find this place a smoking crater littered with your corpses. Ah, well. You can't have everything.
[ with that, he grins insanely, and then the feed cuts out. replies can be sent to that video channel, but any attempts to call literally anyone else on the drakenet phone right now result only in a three dog night song playing on repeat. ]
the video stars everyone's favorite super
he looks and sounds pretty pleased with himself, to be honest. ]
I'm certain all of you have had a chance to notice something is amiss by now, but if that weren't strikingly clear, I'm here to spell things out:
You all took my home from me by force, destroyed everything I had sought to build, tore down or stole my research and stripped me of my resources. Luckily, I had some spirited away, and I've found the Knighthood is far from short on enemies.
Turnabout, as they say, is fair play.
[ he cranks on a lever and outside there's another loud whizzing sound as a rocket goes streaking out to strike the second floor dragon's light bedroom wing for 81 structural damage, tearing a giant gaping hole in the front of the building which rocks again from the impact. dimitris closes his eyes in blissful appreciation as he listens to the impact, as if enjoying a fine symphony, before he opens them again with a sneering smile. ]
I'm sure you're all waiting for Daddy Wynn to run and save you. I'm afraid you'll find he's a bit occupied. Such a pity.
A pity, that is, that I won't get to see his face when he comes back to find this place a smoking crater littered with your corpses. Ah, well. You can't have everything.
[ with that, he grins insanely, and then the feed cuts out. replies can be sent to that video channel, but any attempts to call literally anyone else on the drakenet phone right now result only in a three dog night song playing on repeat. ]