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Friday, August 13, 1936

Royal Cappadokian Palace

Ankara, Ἀνατολή/Anatolia

Cappadokia

(At 12 noon, Phoebe’s royal chefs are making her an olive salad for lunch)

(They assemble the vegetables of the salad, and decide to put the dressing on later in order to make a Retsina and Tonic Cocktail for Phoebe)

(This allows a rebel to sneak in and replace the bottle of dressing with a bottle of his homemade, bacteria-filled dressing. The chefs pour this dressing onto the salad after finishing the cocktail. They bring the salad and cocktail out to Phoebe)

Empress Phoebe: What’s this?

Chef 1: An olive salad with a classic Greek dressing and a Retsina and Tonic Cocktail

(Phoebe says she likes them both, eats her salad, and drinks her cocktail)

(She then has a 30-minute meeting with a Cappadokian general. Multiple options for destroying the fort are presented and the two of them review the how each option will work while they narrow the list down one by one)

(Near the end of the meeting, they decide on bombing the fort to make the Romans surrender and possibly kill the emperor (you’re welcome, Marty))

(Immediately after they limit it down to that option, Phoebe’s feels gurgling from within her stomach and lots of pain)

General: Are you okay, your highness?

Empress Phoebe: (while shifting in her seat, clutching her stomach, and talking nervously) It must have been that salad I ate, I’m not sure what was actually in it. Oh well, let’s just wrap this up. Let’s review this option! So I’m gonna give a call to the soldiers in Constantinople, telling them to back away to allow the bombs to blow up the fort.

General: Then I will give the “go-ahead” signal to the bombers, who will fly to Constantinople...

Empress Phoebe: ....and destroy the fort! I like it! It’s easy because we have some bombs in stock, and is most likely going to force the Romans to surrender!

General: Precisely! So, do you approve the plan?

(Phoebe’s stomach gurgles again)

Empress Phoebe: Definitely!

General: Alright, I’m glad that we figured it out! I’ll be going to the military base now, see you!

Empress Phoebe: Bye!

(Her stomach gurgles again, this time she clutches her stomach with one hand and slams the wooden table with the other to show that she’s in deep pain)

Empress Phoebe: Ugh! Why am I feel so much discomfort?!?!?

Servant (who was watching the meeting): I think you need to use the bathroom, your highness.

(Phoebe’s stomach gurgles loudly)

Empress Phoebe: You are right, I need to go now!

(Phoebe immediately runs up the stairs to the 4th floor, her private bathroom is at the other side (left side), next to her bedroom for certain reasons. Phoebe is at the right side of the 4th floor, meaning she has to run the full length)

(She keeps yelling: “GET OUT OF THE WAY!” to the servants who are in her path. These particular servants hear her and obey)

(Phoebe runs at high speed, and gets to the other side in 15-20 seconds)

(She stops right in front of the bathroom door, when she realizes something)

Empress Phoebe: Wait a minute, I forgot my key! I need to unlock my belt!

(OOC Note: Let me explain, she started wearing a belt everyday since she was 15 in order to “protect her body” from strangers and bullies. Phoebe got bullied a lot in high school, which explains why she decided to be such an evil empress. She also put a lock on the belt buckle, so that only she could open it with a special key. To this day, Phoebe still wears it)

(Phoebe rushes inside her bedroom, grabs her key on top of her desk and her sword if she needs it, then rushes inside her bathroom and locks the door)

(Her stomach gurgles again when she’s inside)

Empress Phoebe: That’s it! I need to go now!

(A desperate Phoebe quickly unlocks her lock and opens her belt up before finally sitting down on the toilet)

Empress Phoebe: Ouch! This feels more painful than holding back!

(Then, after 2 minutes of using the bathroom, the same rebel who sabotaged her salad kicks down the bathroom door, which makes Phoebe quickly grab her sword (while still sitting down on the toilet) to arm herself for what may happen)

Empress Phoebe: (with her sword in both hands) Who are you, and what do you want?

???: I am Iohannes Marakas, but I go by the name Iohannes the Savage.

Empress Phoebe: Wait a minute, you’re the senior that bullied me at East Ankara High School when I was just a freshman!

Iohannes: Exactly.

Empress Phoebe: Well, I must warn you, I’m not that scared little freshman girl anymore. I’m a full blown evil empress! But you did come in at a bad time though, because I am really having a hard time digesting that salad...

(Phoebe clutches her stomach again as a sign of her pain)

Iohannes: Actually, I think I came in at a perfect time to see your stomach suffer.

Empress Phoebe: Wait, that salad, you sabotaged it, didn’t you?

Iohannes: Yep. I’m not called Iohannes the Savage for nothing.

Empress Phoebe: You’re gonna pay for this!

(She swings her sword at Iohannes, but Iohannes blocks the hit by using his own sword)

Iohannes: Woah there, Ms. Constantina. Better watch before you strike.

Empress Phoebe: That’s Empress Phoebe Constantina I to you, sir!

(A whole 10-minute fight ensues between them)

(After 10 minutes, Iohannes punches Phoebe in the stomach)

Empress Phoebe: *while clutching her stomach* What the heck... that just made the pain worse! Time for some payback!

(Iohannes charges at Phoebe, but to no avail as Phoebe swings at his neck and beheads him)

Empress Phoebe: Now that is what I call retribution with a chopped head! Servant!

(A servant comes inside the bathroom)

Servant: Yes, your highness?

Empress Phoebe: Have this dead man thrown into the Aegean, please.

Servant: At once, your highness.

(Other servants come to carry the late Iohannes out of Phoebe’s sight)

(Phoebe takes 5 more minutes in the bathroom before drinking some water in her room)

(All of the bacteria weren’t entirely wiped out though, and she would have to use the bathroom again after dinner)