Prologue - Tyronius's Birthday Bash

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Prologue - King Tyronius's Birthday Bash

After a decade of war, the glorious Kingdom of Ronpa was left at a tumultuous crossroads. As a newly freed nation state from the crumbling distant empire of Ace Attornicus which will not be mentioned henceforth, Ronpa struggled to find a place in the world. Would they succumb to outward pressure or collapse from within? The people looked to their leader, King Tyronius, for guidance. While he was originally the General of the nation’s revolutionary army, Tyronius was deemed fit to rule through his expert peacekeeping tactics. He quelled uprisings before they even began, innovated new farming and shipbuilding techniques, and was by divine right chosen to continue his prosperous reign. It took decades of work, but he led Ronpa sternly and justly, never going back on his word, and forged our wonderful kingdom into the paradise it is today.

Decades later...

But time does take its toll. Tyronius isn’t as seemingly omnipresent as he once was. Whether through age, apathy, or ignorance, the specter of unrest rears its ugly head. Rumors have spread like wildfire of raids from the giants of the Frozen Wastes barbaric tribes, increased trade pressure from Petrard pompous pricks, and even a potential war with Morvaug! idiotic warmongers The writing on the wall is clear, a new era with Prince Casimir holding the reins will soon be upon us. Rather than abdicating the throne, Tyronius has sequestered himself away, meeting with all manner of strange figures, seeking their council. Not a soul outside of his inner circle knows what he’s planning, but a strange atmosphere has lingered about the castle these last few weeks. Just what is going on?

In a show of support for his father, Casimir has taken it upon himself to lift this foul miasma that has lingered across the court. He’s invited you, yes YOU nobles to come to court and bring dear ol’ Tyronius a gift for his 65th birthday! A birthday party which he begrudgingly agrees to...

You find yourself in the castle’s grand Dining Hall, a lavish feast laid out before you. The King sits at the head of the table, picking at some food with a bored expression across his aged face. Prince Casimir flitters between groups across the room, chattering about who knows what. A smattering of nobles collect around the table from all corners of the realm. There’s even a balcony window spot for Azulongmon, should he choose to attend. While you’ve seen these other nobles in passing before, today is the first day in a long time where you’ve been given the chance to interact with everyone. So have fun, eat and be merry! But don’t forget your gift to the King, else a horrible benevolent punishment is likely to come your way!

This opening scene will continue for roughly 24 hours while Vulpix and I prepare what comes next. All will be explained in due time.

[Vaellin the Bard]

Vanyara will sit for a few moments at the table, picking at her food more than eating it. She has on a pleasant face, but the more astute observer would realize she does not want to be there. The even more astute observer would realize it's because of the prince more than the current king.

She takes a long drink of wine after offering a taste to one of her seated neighbors, talking at length about the importance of imported wines and the diverse culture within the kingdom itself.

[⋆⋅ Sage ⋅⋆]

A handsome man with black hair saunters up to the king, carrying a wrapped gift.

“Good afternoon, Your Highness. My name is Soy, although I’m sure you remember me~ I come bearing a gift from the Swirling Isles, where I am the undisputed ruler.”

Soy is, without question, the undisputed ruler of the Swirling Isles. What he fails to mention is that he is one of three inhabitants. His brother Almond is what Soy would call a ‘worrywart nerd’ and only came along to make sure Soy didn’t fall off his raft and commit self-regicide. The other inhabitant, Oat, is nine years old and thinks Soy is the best king (and big brother) ever.

“It is a beautiful gem that I personally fished up. Its beauty reminded me of your prowess, Your Highness, so it was only fitting that I saved it for you. Please treasure it and think of your loyal subjects in the Swirling Isles.”

[Hansbulla]

Upon arriving at the dining table, Nezaripped, Final God of Gains picks up two chairs to do some overhead reps. After his set, he sets them down and sits on both chairs. He then splashes some wine contents from a goblet onto his eyeballs. Delicious.

[crazynuto]

Jun 17, 2024 9:40:40 GMT -6 ⋆⋅ Sage ⋅⋆ said:

“It is a beautiful gem that I personally fished up. Its beauty reminded me of your prowess, Your Highness, so it was only fitting that I saved it for you. Please treasure it and think of your loyal subjects in the Swirling Isles.”

King Tyronius looks up from his plate of indescribable mush, glancing over Soy with a sadly-common scowl plastered on his face.

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The...Swirling Isles?

He looks to one of his advisors, who whispers something in his ear.

Ah...that backwater settlement I funded as a jest. You actually took up that offer? Thought it was tantamount to suicide, being stranded on a raft in the middle of a whirlpool...

He studies the gem, giving it a squeeze. When it doesn't immediately shatter in his iron grip, he gives out a short laugh.

Hah! So you aren't a charlatan after all. I appreciate your gift...Soyboy was it? I'll remember you next time tax season comes around.

He chucks the gem over his shoulder, where it lands on a pile of hastily wrapped gifts. That's a good sign...hopefully?

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[⋆⋅ Sage ⋅⋆]

Soyboy?

Soyboy?!!?!?

A vein throbs in Soy’s forehead, but his smile doesn’t falter, even for a second.

“Ah, you may have funded it as a joke, but I am forever in your debt! Oh, and if I may be so bold, don’t take us so lightly, Your Highness! Our land may be… well, nonexistent, but it takes a strong heart to survive in a place like the Swirling Isles!”

He pictures bitchslapping the king, strangling him, and stealing his crown. The mental image is enough to keep Soy upright.

[crazynuto]

Jun 17, 2024 10:01:24 GMT -6 ⋆⋅ Sage ⋅⋆ said:

He pictures bitchslapping the king, strangling him, and stealing his crown. The mental image is enough to keep Soy upright.

The King waves Soy away, getting back to his meal, when all of a sudden a poison taste-tester (each of you has one, for your own protection of course) clutches their throat, collapsing onto the table. If curious, this taste tester was for a minor unnamed house. 

The poison tester is whisked away by a few guards, while Tyronius looks on, a single eyebrow raised.

What an odd event that gets glossed over rather quickly.

[Shogun Zi Hao]

Zi Hao approaches the throne, bowing. "Your eminence. I have something to commemorate your reign these long years." He presents a necklace with a blue sapphire, a gold celtic knot surrounding it.

"I may have gotten off on the wrong foot, but I am willing to admit my mistakes. Consider this a symbol of peace. You have, after all, been of aid to me, and I seek to aid you, where I can. May this sapphire reflect my love for the kingdom."

He waits, listening for the king's voice and remarks, before heading out. It's only polite.

[⋆⋅ Sage ⋅⋆]

Soy sits down and calls over his poison tester.

“Have you, er, tried this?” he asks, gesturing to his meal.

[Vaellin the Bard]

"Barbarians," Vanyara scoffs (to all but Zi Hao, she actually seems to appreciate his attitude and gift with a solemn nod). She sips her wine again. "A gift should hold value, but monetary gifts are... cliche. Besides, one can only spend so much money in their lifetime." She doesn't say this loud enough to carry to the king, just to the immediate area, speaking coyly as she puts down her fellow nobles.

[crazynuto]

Jun 17, 2024 10:27:12 GMT -6 Shogun Zi Hao said:

He presents a necklace with a blue sapphire, a gold celtic knot surrounding it.

"I may have gotten off on the wrong foot, but I am willing to admit my mistakes. Consider this a symbol of peace. You have, after all, been of aid to me, and I seek to aid you, where I can. May this sapphire reflect my love for the kingdom."

He waits, listening for the king's voice and remarks, before heading out. It's only polite.

King Tyronius holds the necklace aloft, studying it. For the briefest of moments you see...a hint of sadness in his eyes? Sadness that is quickly replaced by stoicism.

Zi Hao...

He places the necklace in his pocket.

Thank you for the gift. I hope you're in good health. You are always welcome in this castle, despite our differences. Please, enjoy yourself. As much as I loathe parties, it is good to see you again.

Jun 17, 2024 10:33:53 GMT -6 ⋆⋅ Sage ⋅⋆ said:

Soy sits down and calls over his poison tester.

“Have you, er, tried this?” he asks, gesturing to his meal.

The poison tester, rather nervous about the mortality rate of his chosen occupation, downs a glass of water, sweating profusely.




"Ah yes, it is...so very spicy my lord. But I-I am not dead! A-as you can see!"

He gulps down another glass. Toxicology states that any modern poison takes effect in minutes, so you're probably fine to eat it if you can handle the spice.

Taking a closer look at the food, Soy discovers it is a fine roast pork, slathered in mayonnaise with a side of mackerel. A...lot of mackerel. Truly a delicacy. 

[Shogun Zi Hao]

Jun 17, 2024 10:44:37 GMT -6 crazynuto said:

King Tyronius holds the necklace aloft, studying it. For the briefest of moments you see...a hint of sadness in his eyes? Sadness that is quickly replaced by stoicism.

Zi Hao...

He places the necklace in his pocket.

Thank you for the gift. I hope you're in good health. You are always welcome in this castle, despite our differences. Please, enjoy yourself. As much as I loathe parties, it is good to see you again.

"Likewise, your majesty." He nods, getting a knife, and heading to some of the roast pork... looking over at the wine, and getting some, sitting near vanyara.

Jun 17, 2024 10:38:30 GMT -6 Vaellin the Bard said:

"A gift should hold value, but monetary gifts are... cliche. Besides, one can only spend so much money in their lifetime.""

"I look forward to seeing what you have to offer his majesty, Viscount. It sounds like you've put a great deal of thought into yours." He smirks. "A good thing I went before you, then, so I don't have to compete."

[Vaellin the Bard]

Jun 17, 2024 10:58:18 GMT -6 Shogun Zi Hao said:

"I look forward to seeing what you have to offer his majesty, Viscount. It sounds like you've put a great deal of thought into yours." He smirks. "A good thing I went before you, then, so I don't have to compete."

"Nonsense. Your gift was adequate and it's clear it held meaning, you would've done fine coming after me" Vanyara offers in genuine compliment. "If anything, I should fear to go after you considering your history with His Majesty."

[Ktoasty]

A big, strong guy in a suit approaches the king next. He goes by the name G'Ontagnan in this kingdom.

"Happy Birthday, King Tyronius!"

"As Ambassador of the Morgan Embassy, I present this present to you!"

He holds out a gift box he'd kept tucked behind his broad back. Several holes dot the lid of it. He excitedly takes off the cover to reveal what's inside.



"A Botamon, my king! Spawned on Morvaug land, and hatched on Ronpa land, it is a promising symbol of unity. I hope Botamon evolves into a great companion for you!"

[Shogun Zi Hao]

Jun 17, 2024 11:07:39 GMT -6 Vaellin the Bard said:

"If anything, I should fear to go after you considering your history with His Majesty."

"I specialize in farming. The sapphire- let's just say it was a rare find. Meanwhile, you have a country that specializes in trade: if anyone's going to find something new that the king will like, it's going to be you sooner than me." *He eats off the knife, sitting in a relaxed way, leaning in a bit closer, and whispering.* "Perhaps let some of them go first? If you're confident in your gift, you can wait for the others to finish their attempts."