NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Since the switchover to the Jolt forums made me lose my original thread about Vincent's Coronation I am going to wrapp it up here and then begin the after party.

The Archbishop places the Crown on Vincent's head and says loudly, "I crown thee, Vincent, King of Celdrone and all her lands! May your reign be just and long!"
The Cathedral erupts into cheers and clapping. Vincent's stepmother is in tears and his father looks both saddend and happy. His brother, Thomas, is on his feet, clapping and shouting as loud as he can.

Vincent lets the cheering go on for a few minutes and then motions for everyone to quiet down. "Thank you for that, deafing exspression of your wishes for my reign, I hope I do not disappoint you. Now as my first command as King of Celdrone I order you all to go to the summer palace and enjoy yourself!"
Vincent smiles as the crowd once againcheers loudly. "Fools, you know not what you are about to experience. Vincent walks over to his father, quickly, so that he reaches him before he leaves. "Dad, would you come with me please, it won't take long."
"Sure, son," Kyle turns to his wife and speaks to her breifly then follows Vincent. Vincent leads him to the room that earlier was used as his dressing room. "I wanted to thank you, for everything you've done to get me ready for this."
"I don't need any thanks for that. You didn't as much help as you think you did, you're ready for this, you can run this country."
Vincent takes a bottle of champange from a minifridge and two glasses. "Join me in a toast, father?"
"Of course, Vincent."
Vincent uncorks the bottle. "That's right, Father, drink the poison." He pours his father a drink and then "accidently" drops his glass. "Don't worry, I have another glass in the minifridge." He takes out another glass, this one however is already filled with champange. He pretends to pour champange into his glass and then turns back to his father.
"What do we toast to, Vincent? Your reign?"
"No, let us toast to Celdrone, may she continue to grow in peace and prosperity!" They both drain their glasses and then leave the cathedral.

OOC: While the last coronation thread was closed this one, the after party is open to pretty much everyone.

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Everyone?

LoL

OOC: Three people in Celdrone know about the destruction of Red9. The monitoring station's communications equipment was destroyed by Red9's emergency download. So yes Mekanta can come.

The guest's begin to arrive at the summer palace about 7:30. By 7:35 over three hundred guests have arrived, with two hundred more expected before 8:00. The main party is held on the palace's massive grounds. With several different orchestras stationed at different places, walking a few steps changes the music you hear. A large stage has been built near the fountains this stage is where the King and his familiy will sit durring the dinner. But for now the royal family is down on the ground talking and joking with the guests. Vincent keeps one eye on his watch, making sure to much time dose not pass before he gives his father the second poison.

"It's time, in five miniutes you die, father," Vincent thought as he walked on to the stage and approached the microphone. "May I have your attention, please." The crowd turns around and quiets down. "I would like to propose a toast to my father! Dad will you please join me up here!" His father makes his way on to the stage amidst a loud round of cheering. Vincent hands his father a glass and then pours them both some champange.
"To my Father, may he live long and happily," Vincent said loudly and seemingly happily, after the servent, would had been told in advance, made sure every guest had a glass of champange. "Yes, dad, live happily for the next thirty minutes," Vincent though evily to himself. He and his father both drank their champange. "And now let the feast commence," the same moment Vincent finished speaking a veritible army of servant began to emerge from the palace, each and everyone carrying some dish of food.

Ten minutes later Vincent was holding back his panic, by sheer force of will. It wasn't right, his father should have died five minutes ago, died violently infact. But he just sat their eating and talking like everyone else. "This isn't right! Did I wait to long in between poisons? No! I'm sure I had twelve minutes before it was washed out of his system," Even with Vincent's paniced thoughts outwardly he was calm, eating and joking with the guest, those acting courses he took in collage were saving him now. "Just look at siting there, his very presence destroying all my plans for this pitiful nation. Go on father eat and joke, I'll just kill you some other way. Ha! Look at him, sweating as if he knew what I thought.....Wait a minute! The poisons are taking effect, in a few moments my true reign shall begin!"
Down the table Kyle wasn't looking so good, his face was red, he was sweating as if in a desert, not the seventy-three degree tropical evening that it was. "Excuse me, everyone, I am not feeling well. I think I need to go lay down. He stood up and took three steps before he suddenly screamed and then exploded in a shower of intestines and blood.
The crowd suddenly began screaming and yelling, with people running every where trying to get away from the carnage. Everyone but the royal familiy's guards, they appeared as if from no where, grabbing their protectees and rushing them into the palace, which they immedeatly locked down.