[ well, too bad for childremass about not wanting to be royalty because upon approaching the throne, he'll start believing that he could be royalty. in fact, perhaps even the king of england. though, it's not without its drawbacks of course...there will be the paranoid whispers of how he isn't safe. how there is no one he can trust. these feelings and the whispers will get louder the closer he gets to the throne but will quiet when he stays away from it.
as for ludger and the 998, there's nothing about the door that speaks to him. though, it will give him the feeling that there will be another requirement should he want to open it and see what is on the other side. as for the paintings on the desk, he'll find see elaborate paintings of the monarch—a queen—dressed in gold and adorned with beautiful feathers standing proudly for her portrait. one clearly made to showcase her majesty and power. unfortunately, there is no paperwork to be found, though there is plenty of whispers within the walls that he'll start to hear should he linger on something for too long. ]
[ ...this is a problem, because Childermass knows he is no king, much less the king of England, and yet why shouldn't he be? He'd make a better one by far. He knows way more. He could figure out how to stay safe, get rid of the ones he suspects of-- ah.
He tears himself away, retreating a few steps to rid himself of the whispers. ]
That throne...
[ An effect? Someone's memories? Perhaps some other world's king of England? ]
It begins to warp the mind and whisper when I am near it.
[ the people, and the outside world, huh? interesting.
... Ludger looks at Childermass, giving him a thorough appraisal. ]
Yeah, I can take you. Fair warning - whoever the subjects were, they were afraid, and they felt like they weren't being heard. That might feed into the whole paranoia thing.
[ He eyes the throne a little longer, before deciding to go for it. Childermass just hopes Ludger won't be against being rough with him if it comes to that.
He walks towards the throne again, this time intending to carry on through the whispers and growing idea that he is, in fact, the king here, him, he is! He'll walk right up and sit on the throne if he's able. ]
[ congratulations on being the king of england, john childremass!
what will your first act be? oh, no need to worry about thinking about that. the voices of the people will tell you what they want. they are afraid of the countries around you. they wonder just how much longer can great britain be the strongest country in the world? isn't there something that you can do for them?
and then another thought hits you. the man with the knowledge; he can give you what you need to make sure that great britain never falls. he can give you the power that you need to have the rest of the world kneel before you. kneel before all of great britain. ]
[ King Childermass it is, then. He narrows his eyes, staring off, down at some random spot on the floor before the throne as he listens. Of course. He must do everything in his power to make Great Britain great again. How can he be a worthy king if he does not?
The man with the knowledge. What knowledge? Where? Where can he find this man? He needs him brought here, immediately! ]
... So, how's the throne feel, Emperor Childermass?
[ his tone is light even as his stance tenses, ready to toss the man over his hip. he's smacked an Actual king with a hammer before, he has no qualms doing it again to an imaginary one. ]
[ That draws the king's attention back up from the floor, pinning it on Ludger instead. Who is this again...? He is not amused by such a whimsical tone, however, and he looks at the other man as one might an ant. ]
You will address me as Your Majesty, or I shall have you thrown from my palace.
[ Looks like King Childermass immediately doesn't like poor Ludger. Oh well. ]
Of course. It is all I ever hear. Our kingdom wanes in power, and our enemies abound. We are surrounded, and our people fear for the fate of our kingdom.
[ He leans back in the throne, drumming his fingers against one of the armrests as he continues thinking aloud more than he is really speaking with Ludger. ]
Though there is man... One with the power to protect us all. We must find him at once.
[ ... man, Gaius actually is pretty easy going, all things considered. Rowen gets away with much worse. internally rolling his eyes, Ludger bows before "His Majesty." ]
My sincere apologies, Your Majesty. Please, tell me the name of this man, and I will inform the guards to search for him at once.
[ so the king wanted this guy for his "power", but the people were afraid of it? if it's even the same person. ]
[ Uh, he's the king? He shouldn't have to fight Ludger himself? But as Ludger seizes his arm, he does move to yank it back and rise to his feet. He will lash out with a fist following that (crying it was a 20). Watch out! ]
[ who said anything about ghosts?? these are the words of the people. the subjects of the land. the people that "need to have their voices heard!
and the things they say are about how their afraid of the outside world. afraid that the paradise that they have will be taken from them. afraid of a man who threatens them with his knowledge. ]
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[ He'll look down the hall towards the throne at the end. ]
Let us see what we find.
[ He starts off towards the throne. ]
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Going to crown yourself Emperor Childermass?
[ he'll take a moment to peer at the door labeled 998 before. moving on. that's not going anywhere ]
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[ He has real work to do! But for now, he'll take a moment to investigate the throne, seeing how it dominates the room so. ]
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as for ludger and the 998, there's nothing about the door that speaks to him. though, it will give him the feeling that there will be another requirement should he want to open it and see what is on the other side. as for the paintings on the desk, he'll find see elaborate paintings of the monarch—a queen—dressed in gold and adorned with beautiful feathers standing proudly for her portrait. one clearly made to showcase her majesty and power. unfortunately, there is no paperwork to be found, though there is plenty of whispers within the walls that he'll start to hear should he linger on something for too long. ]
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He tears himself away, retreating a few steps to rid himself of the whispers. ]
That throne...
[ An effect? Someone's memories? Perhaps some other world's king of England? ]
It begins to warp the mind and whisper when I am near it.
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[ after looking over the paintings, he's, uh. going to listen to the whispers. what are the ghosts saying ]
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[ He eyes the throne warily. He does not like it, but if it is doing something, perhaps...? ]
Do you think you would be able to wrestle me back off of it if I were to go sit on that thing?
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... Ludger looks at Childermass, giving him a thorough appraisal. ]
Yeah, I can take you. Fair warning - whoever the subjects were, they were afraid, and they felt like they weren't being heard. That might feed into the whole paranoia thing.
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[ He eyes the throne a little longer, before deciding to go for it. Childermass just hopes Ludger won't be against being rough with him if it comes to that.
He walks towards the throne again, this time intending to carry on through the whispers and growing idea that he is, in fact, the king here, him, he is! He'll walk right up and sit on the throne if he's able. ]
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what will your first act be? oh, no need to worry about thinking about that. the voices of the people will tell you what they want. they are afraid of the countries around you. they wonder just how much longer can great britain be the strongest country in the world? isn't there something that you can do for them?
and then another thought hits you. the man with the knowledge; he can give you what you need to make sure that great britain never falls. he can give you the power that you need to have the rest of the world kneel before you. kneel before all of great britain. ]
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The man with the knowledge. What knowledge? Where? Where can he find this man? He needs him brought here, immediately! ]
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[ his tone is light even as his stance tenses, ready to toss the man over his hip. he's smacked an Actual king with a hammer before, he has no qualms doing it again to an imaginary one. ]
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You will address me as Your Majesty, or I shall have you thrown from my palace.
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[ his voice is perfectly polite! really! ]
Have you heard the latest, uh, petitions from the people?
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[ Looks like King Childermass immediately doesn't like poor Ludger. Oh well. ]
Of course. It is all I ever hear. Our kingdom wanes in power, and our enemies abound. We are surrounded, and our people fear for the fate of our kingdom.
[ He leans back in the throne, drumming his fingers against one of the armrests as he continues thinking aloud more than he is really speaking with Ludger. ]
Though there is man... One with the power to protect us all. We must find him at once.
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My sincere apologies, Your Majesty. Please, tell me the name of this man, and I will inform the guards to search for him at once.
[ so the king wanted this guy for his "power", but the people were afraid of it? if it's even the same person. ]
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[ He thinks on it. Who? Who is this? What knowledge, what power? Can the King of England recall any other details? ]
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victor frankenstein. ]
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Wait. Victor Frakenstein. He is the man I need here. I have recalled the name now. Why would it ever slip my mind...?
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Alright, Childermass, that's enough throne time.
[ and he will approach with intent...! ]
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Guards! How dare you act so familiar with me. Guards! Arrest this man!
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Come on, you'll thank me for this later.
[ he'll reach out to grab Childermass's forearm, prepared to haul him up by force. ]
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You will not take me so easily, you dog!
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and the things they say are about how their afraid of the outside world. afraid that the paradise that they have will be taken from them. afraid of a man who threatens them with his knowledge. ]