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Knights of Thron RP
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Everyone finishes their meals, some of their slightly toxic conversations and heads to the meeting room as that same man hurried in to remind you of todays meeting - though you already knew and were moving in the direction anyway.
Gemini greets you with a warm smile that contrasted against her brother’s sharp stare. You were all down as lower class citizens in his book. ‘We’ve decided on the groups as we want you to leave next Monday.’ The Prince says dryly. Some of the knights stare open-mouthed in bewilderment - you were supposed to have a month before you left, which was enough time for practice - whilst others narrowed their eyes or remained emotionless though they were just as surprised.
‘This is because of a recent.. attack last night. Please understand that this is for the kingdom’s safety as well as yours. We apologise for the short notice but I hope that you aren’t too upset by this,’ Gemini pulls out a strip of parchment, ‘We will give you all communicators and a map with coordinates to the place which we think they may be inhabiting. The groups are as follows: Mr Bendy, Mr Afton, Miss Crystal and Miss Aurora. You will be travelling to the Crystal Realm. Miss Lunala, Miss Birch, Mr Sobble and Mr Jack. You will be going to the Ember Realm. Miss Rei, Miss Drakonia, Mr Spirit and Mr Patterson. You will be going to the Poison Realm.’
Gemini closes the parchment as her brother says, ‘You will have full access to the training facilities until Monday and we suggest that you practice your skills as quickly as possible. You may go. But Miss Rei will stay as we have some questions for her to clear up about last night. Oh and you too Mr Patterson, as you were there.’
☽ •。° ✦ Welcome ✦ °。• ☾
To my void
The endless world with no
☽ •。° ✦ Escape ✦ °。• ☾
Dave smiled. "I'm with WHY AM I NOT WITH JACK?!?!"
"Sorry Afton. That's how it is...." Jack shrugged and sipped his coffee.
Dave rolled his eyes and stared at his pixilated hands. "Which reminds me. I should temporarily change my form. This pixilated body is kinda annoying." He snapped his fingers and turned into his human/Cryptid form.
(This form looks like my pfp)


Aurora was unsurprised. She knew this was coming. Time was not on their side. The threat was growing bolder... They needed to be ready for anything...
Dismissed, Aurora headed out to train, giving a subtle nod of comfort to Twayn as she moved by. She was the first to move upon the dismissal. It was time to practice and train her fighting skills for the battles ahead...

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔎𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔏𝔦𝔣𝔢
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Just barely refraining himself from making a crude remark, Twayn only smiled thinly and lingered back. The nod he got from Aurora was much appreciated and though he mourned the fact that they wouldn't be on the same team, he sent a silent prayer to the Aia for her sanity. Being paired together with both Bendy and Afton was something he was immensely grateful to not experience, his condolences to Aurora who was probably one of the few level headed people in this disaster of a quest party. Especially after that disastrous breakfast discussion, he'd rather not involve himself in that odd ragtag group even if he was only an observer

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
"Sportsy? Do you.....want me to....well.....be normal?"
"I...suppose. I mean, everyone thinks your gonna harm them. As...well..."
Afton sighed and walked out of the room.
Jack looked at Bendy and moved away.

Afton
I know what you did at Fazbenders. You killed 5 children, something everyone would hate you for.
I want you to know that...I know it wasn't the real you doing that. I forgive you William. I don't hate you.
If everyone else hates you though, show them. Show them the real you. Stop hiding in the shadows. Don't be drawn to darkness.
You have it, Afton. Don't let it slip away from you.
The name was missing. William couldn't remember who gave it to him,but he did know that it wasn't Jack or Bendy though. He held the sharp knife and took a deep breath.
T͎h̵̛̛͙̹̩̦̿͋͆̈̽̆́̂̈͂̚͟E̸̡͉͕̫̝̤̱͉͉̬̬͇̻͓̥̙̹̩̿ͥ͗̉̀ͦ͆̀̾͒̃̀̀͗̚͡͠͞ p̴̸̧̢̡̧̛̜̮̜̣̜͈͙̩̞̠͈̳͇ͥͪ̒̔ͣͤͫ͛̓̎̏̆̿̍̀ͦ͒ͭ͟͟͞͡͡A̴̺̲̹̲͉̤̗͓͎̪͇̎̐̅́̌ͨ̽͑̋̎ͧ̾̈́͘̕͠ͅͅi̷̸̧͙̯̬̟̺̟̻̥͇̟̤̣͉͕̩̪̝̩̹̳͖̍ͦͮ̃ͦͫͪ́̾̂̂̀͗͛͂̅͗͘̕͘͘͟͢N̢̢͔̭͚͍͍̑̄͆̈̈̂̿̚̕͜͜ ẃ̵̴̷̴̶̶̡̛̰̻͈͚̻̪͙̦̲̲ͭ̓̋̎ͤ͐ͫ̉̆͋ͣͪ̑ͦ͆̍̍̋̇͢Ǫ̢̟̭̫͇͕͑ͯ̀ͮ͐͘̕̕_͉ủ̡̫̩̰̦̣͎̼̊̃̒̇ͥ̔͐́ͦ̒ͣ̕̕͡__̸̦͍͎ͣ͘ͅ_L̷͕̝̮̺̿ͫ̆̓ͪ̚͜_͛͟d̶̵̨̙̬̲͎͕͕̮ͦ͌̋̈́ͫ́͑ͣͦ̎ͥ̅͌̚͜͟ B̢̥̘͎̼͇̦̾ͤ̌̽̃͘͟͡è̴̬̥̳̹̪͐͜ O̴̧̡̘̫̞̔ͭ̀͋ͩ́͟_̨̨̛̦̬̜̩̤̠̦ͬͣ̚v̷̛͍̜͖͇̟͈̟̞̤͈̪̥̦͕̥̺̰͎̠̠͆̍̍̉̏ͭ́̓͐̄ͨ͆̕͟͜͜͝͞E̶̷̶̵̵̡̼̪͈̳͍̫̭̭̠̖̘̭͎̻̟̲̗̺͗̓́͊ͬͩ̀̅̑̉̐̑͋̌ͯ̅͋̏̕͜͜͢͡r̨̛͓̞͔̫̙̤̻͔̹͔͚̭̤͓̤̩̍ͩ̓̍ͬ͌̈́̎͑̊̏́͜͝ Į̸̵̨̭̻͉͉̙͖̝͑̊ͦ͐̊ͯ̀ͪ̈͗͂̚͝͝͡n͔̬̽̊Ş̵͚̫̬̦̻͉̯̓͆͗̈́̅̕t̨̧̤̪͍̞̲̼͈̮̜̂͗͗̆̾̐̀̏ͪ͛̕͞͝͡ͅA̢͕͖̟̘̬̎̇͛̓ͨ̓̊ͦ̃͢ͅn̴͖͙̖̊ͮͩ̏̔̓̉̽̀͛͆̆̇ͫ͢͡T̷̡̬̝̲̝̱̪̣̤̱̑ͪ̎ͤ̓͋͢͞l̶̲̯̮̜̱̟ͮͪͣ̄ͤ̈́̇̔̀͢ͅY̷̸̢̡͖̪̱͓͔̘̞̼̘͈̫͔͔͒̃̄̓ͨ̅̐͊ͪ̆ͬ͆͌͘͡.̹̰̐.͖̙ͤ_.̴̵̢͕̱̱̮̖͉̺͇̹̠̼̲ͭ͌̂̓̓̄ͨ̿̿̍ͩ͋ͤ̋͘͞͠ͅ.̵̸̢̛̛̛̯̙̣̰̤͂͐̾̀̽͂ͨ̉ͫ̃.̞


Aurora had been on her way to begin training, only to stop. She brought out her notebook and checked the details. She growled under her breath, and changed course from the facilities to the rooms they were given. She quickly located the Ember room and sharply knocked on the door. She could not let this happen...

No answer, but a whisper could be heard. She knew this was correct. Her notebook was never wrong. Aurora knocked again sharply. This time, she called out, "Afton, either you allow me entry, or I enter myself. " She would not allow such an early tragedy to occur...
He was slightly startled that the person requesting entry knew his name. Well, his last name. He suspected that it was Jack F Kennedy throwing a lovely soft female voice.
William sat on the bed and placed the knife to his right. Taking a deep breath, he held the knife to his bandaged right hand.


Goal One: Enter the room, was successful. Goal Two: Prevent the early tragedy, was active.
Aurora entered the room, gently closing the door behind her. Her bunny mask hid her grimace of concern as she spotted the knife Afton wielded. She moved quickly, snatching the knife away from the man. "Do you really think THIS is the correct choice, Mr Afton?" Her voice was almost condescending, with a touch of concern.
"Yes.....I have this massive urge to KILL to show that I'm alive. But....I made a promise not to hurt anyone."
Afton gripped the knife and stared at his bandaged hands. "You're late for training. You should leave. I know what I'm doing.....The pain will be over in a second."
T͎h̵̛̛͙̹̩̦̿͋͆̈̽̆́̂̈͂̚͟E̸̡͉͕̫̝̤̱͉͉̬̬͇̻͓̥̙̹̩̿ͥ͗̉̀ͦ͆̀̾͒̃̀̀͗̚͡͠͞ p̴̸̧̢̡̧̛̜̮̜̣̜͈͙̩̞̠͈̳͇ͥͪ̒̔ͣͤͫ͛̓̎̏̆̿̍̀ͦ͒ͭ͟͟͞͡͡A̴̺̲̹̲͉̤̗͓͎̪͇̎̐̅́̌ͨ̽͑̋̎ͧ̾̈́͘̕͠ͅͅi̷̸̧͙̯̬̟̺̟̻̥͇̟̤̣͉͕̩̪̝̩̹̳͖̍ͦͮ̃ͦͫͪ́̾̂̂̀͗͛͂̅͗͘̕͘͘͟͢N̢̢͔̭͚͍͍̑̄͆̈̈̂̿̚̕͜͜ ẃ̵̴̷̴̶̶̡̛̰̻͈͚̻̪͙̦̲̲ͭ̓̋̎ͤ͐ͫ̉̆͋ͣͪ̑ͦ͆̍̍̋̇͢Ǫ̢̟̭̫͇͕͑ͯ̀ͮ͐͘̕̕_͉ủ̡̫̩̰̦̣͎̼̊̃̒̇ͥ̔͐́ͦ̒ͣ̕̕͡__̸̦͍͎ͣ͘ͅ_L̷͕̝̮̺̿ͫ̆̓ͪ̚͜_͛͟d̶̵̨̙̬̲͎͕͕̮ͦ͌̋̈́ͫ́͑ͣͦ̎ͥ̅͌̚͜͟ B̢̥̘͎̼͇̦̾ͤ̌̽̃͘͟͡è̴̬̥̳̹̪͐͜ O̴̧̡̘̫̞̔ͭ̀͋ͩ́͟_̨̨̛̦̬̜̩̤̠̦ͬͣ̚v̷̛͍̜͖͇̟͈̟̞̤͈̪̥̦͕̥̺̰͎̠̠͆̍̍̉̏ͭ́̓͐̄ͨ͆̕͟͜͜͝͞E̶̷̶̵̵̡̼̪͈̳͍̫̭̭̠̖̘̭͎̻̟̲̗̺͗̓́͊ͬͩ̀̅̑̉̐̑͋̌ͯ̅͋̏̕͜͜͢͡r̨̛͓̞͔̫̙̤̻͔̹͔͚̭̤͓̤̩̍ͩ̓̍ͬ͌̈́̎͑̊̏́͜͝ Į̸̵̨̭̻͉͉̙͖̝͑̊ͦ͐̊ͯ̀ͪ̈͗͂̚͝͝͡n͔̬̽̊Ş̵͚̫̬̦̻͉̯̓͆͗̈́̅̕t̨̧̤̪͍̞̲̼͈̮̜̂͗͗̆̾̐̀̏ͪ͛̕͞͝͡ͅA̢͕͖̟̘̬̎̇͛̓ͨ̓̊ͦ̃͢ͅn̴͖͙̖̊ͮͩ̏̔̓̉̽̀͛͆̆̇ͫ͢͡T̷̡̬̝̲̝̱̪̣̤̱̑ͪ̎ͤ̓͋͢͞l̶̲̯̮̜̱̟ͮͪͣ̄ͤ̈́̇̔̀͢ͅY̷̸̢̡͖̪̱͓͔̘̞̼̘͈̫͔͔͒̃̄̓ͨ̅̐͊ͪ̆ͬ͆͌͘͡.̹̰̐.͖̙ͤ_.̴̵̢͕̱̱̮̖͉̺͇̹̠̼̲ͭ͌̂̓̓̄ͨ̿̿̍ͩ͋ͤ̋͘͞͠ͅ.̵̸̢̛̛̛̯̙̣̰̤͂͐̾̀̽͂ͨ̉ͫ̃.̞
I̥ͨ_̶̷̨̨̬̗̹̳̱̝̱̼͈̦ͬ̉ͦ̅T̷̡̧̺͉͙͇͖̹̬̣̳̐̾̔̄̃̽ͪ̈ͪ̽̚̕͡͠͡_̶̝ͣͮ͛̿̾'Ş̧̢̜̗̯̩̹͎̠̘͕̮̹̰̮̝̭ͮ̀̈ͨͩ̑͊̒̊̎̔͟͡ M̵̨̡͕̲̳͓̙̞̝͉ͬ̓̈̐ͯͨͣͦ̐̒ͭ́̓́̊̕̕͘͠͠͡E̴̸̸̵̛̛̤̠̟̥͍͙̫ͫͨ̀͒ͣ͗̒̌̇͆̅ͯͤ͛̏ͬ͋̀̐̓̋ͥ͘̕͟͢͞ͅͅͅ


Aurora was not deterred. Simply dropping the knife she had managed to grab, she grabbed Afton by the knife wielding wrist. Her grip was tight on the joint. Her masked face was a little close to Afton's face, the eyes seeming to glow gently...