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Togas
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California
Jun 2002 time: 21:27
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Something horrible has happened! King Augusto Togas has fallen ill, and not even the doctors and wisemen from La Academia know what is wrong. He is being attended to constantly the wisest men in Spain but we are unsure that he will live much longer.
He has called his wives and many children to his side, and we will be by his side throughout this. We pray hourly that he will live, but we fear the worst.
He has asked me to call all of his Lords and Nobles to his side. He wises to make peace with all of you and impart his last wishes ... should he not live much longer. He wishes to see that Spain is well taken care of should he prematurely leave this world.
I urge you all to come to his side now, in this dark time, and meet with him now.
Should my father pass away, he has told me that I, his oldest son, will take the great responsibility of being crowned King of Spain. I don't wish to think about that now, I am too grief stricken and worried about him. But if that comes to me, then I will talk with you in great length and hope that you will serve me the way you have loyally followed my father.
--Price Justino Togas
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dejon
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I should further say that such a request of support for Justino would merely be a formality. But it would show the world that Spain is truly civilized, and run by a wise leader.
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OliverFA
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Leeds, UK
Sep 2002 time: 06:27
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* Enters the room and kneels next to Augusto's bed
Oh, what a terrible notice! I came here as soon as I learned that, interrupting the election of the Pope. How is he? I hope he gets better, but if that doesn't happen, my support is with the young Justino.
* Prays for Augusto
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Aidun
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The Hague, the capital of the civilized world
Nov 2002 time: 06:27
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Cardinal Aidun Cian the older bows for the ill king.
Your Majesty, how terrible this is.
With your permission, I want to give you the last sacraments. May it strengthen you to overcome this disease.
Cardinal Aidun Cian the older murmles a prayer.
My King As you know it is a serious illness that has taken power over you. At the end of your life Satan is trying to conquer your sole. Do not fear. You have lived a good life as our most wise King. You were noble and ruled like a father over his children. There is no doubt that the almighty God will let you sit at his right, beside his son Jesus Christ. You may enter the Kingdom of Heaven without fear.
Cardinal Aidun Cian kneels down and prays again. Then he stand up, takes the incense and praises Augusto Togas to the skies.
Take this man up in your kingdom, holy Father. May he sit at your right side and live forth in your kingdom for Erternity. Because the death may not have the final word. Your love for mortal men is the only thing that counts.
Cardinal Aidun Cian the younger kneels down and pray's the Pater Noster.
Amen
Cardinal Aidun Cian the older turns to Crown-Prince Justino Togas.
May you find the power to overcome this difficulties and my the almighty God and his son Jesus Christ help you with it. Remember that God is always beside you. Together you move on, until you are too tires to walk so thet he is there to bear you. Success, your royal Highness.
Cardinal Aidun Cian the older bows for the King and his son and leaves the room.
Last edited by Aidun on 12-04-2003 at 04:56
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Nuclear Winter
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OK people don´t panic! Here comes tha doctor!
* Nuclear Winter enters runing in the palace
Here, drink this MegaElixir! It shall aid you!
Felippo! Bring the leeches, we will do a sangria on the king to take out the sick blood!
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OliverFA
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Leeds, UK
Sep 2002 time: 06:27
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The king has died. Long live the king!
* Roberto kneels in front of Justino
May the spirit of your father find his place at the right side of God. Let's give him the burial of a King, with the participation of the five Cardinals of Spain, as only a King deserves. And after your father rests in peace, you will guide the kingdom to the Glory with your wisdom and determination.
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Nuclear Winter
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May the good King of the sacred Spaniards sit at the right seat of our Lord!
And may all lords bless the new King Justino, or feel my wrathfull sword!
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Togas
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California
Jun 2002 time: 21:27
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In a stirring and uneasily silent ceremony, the body of King Augusto Togas, wrapped in the finest silks, was carried by the Madrid Swordsmen from the Palace to the Temple of Madrid. Senechel Davout lead the procession, protecting the King's body even after death. Cardinal Tacticus precided and gave a brief message to the great masses that had assembled. The Queen, Isabella, and many of the Royal family were present. Justino, however, was not.
When the service was concluded the Swordsmen of Madrid, lead by the Senechel, took the body of the King down to the Rio Tajo where a large funeral pire has been errected. Beside the pire stood Justino Togas, the young Jaguar Dejon, and Ricardo Fernandez. No words were spoken. The body was placed atop the pire, Cardinal Aidun Cian the older sprinkled the body with holy water, then Justino Togas took a lit torch and ... after a long uncomfortable pause ... set the pire alight.
For countless hours the great pire burned sending smoke and ask high into the skies above Madrid. The shops remained closed, no workers toiled in the fields outside the city. When the fire finally burned itself out, those who remained by the pire ... Justino and a few others (feel free to state), gathered the ash into baskets with iron tools and ceremonially tossed the ash into the Rio Tajo.
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dejon
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Shortly after the last ashes are set adrift...
My King, words cannot express our loss. I feel a special sense of loss as well -- almost a guilt. The Dejon and Togas families had a bond. We fought together, constructed Madrid, and hunted together. Dejons have served as Chief Warriors and Trusted Advisors.
Yet here I stand at the conclusion of one of the greatest Togas' ever - and I realize that the Dejons failed the Togas for an entire generation. Fletcher Dejon was a very wise man, but his foolishness in following your grandfather to the grave cost Spain mightily.
My liege, I hope to right that wrong. The Dejon family is renewed and growing stronger, and we will once again be the sword arm of the Togas'.
When you are ready, seek me out, and I will tell you a tale, the story of how I learned that I was a Dejon, and my journey to Madrid. Now is time for grieving though, and I will leave you to your memories...
Jaguar Dejon looks out down the Rio Tajo one last time, and then walks slowly away.
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History Guy
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Reads too many books...
Oct 2001 time: 23:27
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This is most terrible news.
As you know, I hurried back from my brother's graveside on the other end of our country to be with my Lord King in this, his final hour. But alas...my carriage was slowed by monkeys throwing nuts at the wheels.
You see...
Cardinal Spalding:
"I went into the jungle,
Where all the monkeys throw nuts!"
Gastronome:
"If I stay here I'll go nuts!"
Chorus:
"Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!"
Sadly, by the time I had arrived, the King was dead as a doornail. He had croaked. He was like an iced catfish. And the whole country mourned.
Lord, have mercy upon his soul, as you have mercy upon us all, Dear God, for it is not in us to show the mercy You show. Your mercy is endless and infinite, without end, and without beginning. It is eternal and constant, and it raineth down upon us. We sin, Lord, and are fallen, but You see into the hearts of all men. Graciously accept the soul of Thy Servant, King Togas, into Thy bosom, so that he may find peace eternal. Amen.
Cardinal Calamari
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