The Ides Of Ghetsis - Tumblr Posts
MARCH 30-31: IDES OF GHETSIS
Join your favorite weirdos in an epic two-day battle against LORD GHETSIS! This is a medium to high stakes event, an anons are allowed to participate too!
Your goal? Work together with the Fox Prince N to take the false king off his feet and open him up for the killing blow! Will the combined forces of Rotomblr succeed, or will time be frozen forever?
If you don’t want your character to get too badly injured, there will be transportation to a medical facility afterward. Nobody will be killed (unless that’s your plan and you DM me about it)
Take up your arms, it’s time to kill a god!
YeagarTheDrake: Wait Boss! I need to tell you something very important!
You stand before a mighty city-sized palace, a towering structure formed from glistening ice.
Two fox statues guard the gates, bearing the faces of their false god.
You gather your courage, but the cold is only growing and time is not on your side.
THE IDES OF GHETSIS
YeagarTheDrake: Actually not, because I'm just here to tell you I'm gonna go to get "the reinforcements".
YeagarTheDrake: Also, you might be wondering how did I get here very fast, well I have a ride.
YeagarTheDrake: (Does a whistle to someone upon his ride)
You stand before a mighty city-sized palace, a towering structure formed from glistening ice.
Two fox statues guard the gates, bearing the faces of their false god.
You gather your courage, but the cold is only growing and time is not on your side.
THE IDES OF GHETSIS
(straight out of the blue, comes YeagerTheDrake’s ride, the Quetza X4, dawing a paint job after the Aztec god of wind, Quetzalcóatl)
YeagarTheDrake: Isn’t she beautiful boss!
You stand before a mighty city-sized palace, a towering structure formed from glistening ice.
Two fox statues guard the gates, bearing the faces of their false god.
You gather your courage, but the cold is only growing and time is not on your side.
THE IDES OF GHETSIS
YeagarTheDrake: Boss, are you sure this is gonna work, it's just a few of us, against a literal army that is being mass produced every minute, unless, I have an idea, and you're not gonna like it.
so boys, what's the game plan?
@that-one-poison-trainer
Ingo: We need to find a way into the main chamber. We’re sure all the guards he has are staffed right now, waiting for us.
Emmet: We wouldn’t want you to waste your energy dispatching mass-produced grunts. Leave them to us, we used to be one of them.
YeagerTheDrake: Well, I have been keeping this a secret for a very long time, but I have in contact with someone who can help us, who works for someone even bigger, her name is Mable, and she work for...
YeagarTheDrake: TEAM FLARE
so boys, what's the game plan?
@that-one-poison-trainer
Ingo: We need to find a way into the main chamber. We’re sure all the guards he has are staffed right now, waiting for us.
Emmet: We wouldn’t want you to waste your energy dispatching mass-produced grunts. Leave them to us, we used to be one of them.
YeagarTheDrake: Yes, that Mabel, so if I could convince Lysandre, who is the leader of the Syndicate of the Sun, to help us defeat Ghetsis, we might get the advantage, so I must get going now, I need to head to Micltan, where the Syndicate of the Sun are based in.
YeagerTheDrake: (whistle upons his ride, the Quetza X4, to get to Micltan)
so boys, what's the game plan?
@that-one-poison-trainer
Ingo: We need to find a way into the main chamber. We’re sure all the guards he has are staffed right now, waiting for us.
Emmet: We wouldn’t want you to waste your energy dispatching mass-produced grunts. Leave them to us, we used to be one of them.
YeagarTheDrake: There's no other way, I have to go get their assistance.
YeagarTheDrake: (fires off the engines of the Quetza X4, get the Quetza X4 into flight mode, and take off in rapid pace, and heads to Micltan as fastest as possible)
YeagarTheDrake: I’ll be back soon as possible, I promise boss.
so boys, what's the game plan?
@that-one-poison-trainer
Ingo: We need to find a way into the main chamber. We’re sure all the guards he has are staffed right now, waiting for us.
Emmet: We wouldn’t want you to waste your energy dispatching mass-produced grunts. Leave them to us, we used to be one of them.
Meanwhile, YeagarTheDrake is racing back to the others as he finally convinces the Syndicate of the Sun to help them, but he must make it in time.
YeagarTheDrake: Come on girl, we have to get back to the others, that’s it, I’m gonna put you on maximum overdrive!!!!
YeagarTheDrake: (begins to put all his settings on the Quetza X4 into maximum overdrive, the engine began to flare up like a burning inferno, and the thrusters went to full velocity)
YeagarTheDrake: I’M COMING BOSSSSSS!!!!!!!!
IDES OF GHETSIS: FINAL DAY
Ingo: Well… we’re here. The final chamber. This is it… there’s no turning back.
Emmet: D-d-d-damn… s-s-so cold… it’s been getting colder the closer we get… something is very wrong here.
????: FASTER!!!!!!!!!!!
(Suddenly, Emmet and Ingo heard a voice coming from outside, but the voice started to quiet down, and now start to hear engine sounds, and the engine sound started to get louder, louder and louder until....)
CRASH!!!!!!!!!!
(Straight off the blue, YeagarTheDrake crashes into the chamber with the Quetza X4, with the Quetza X4 completely falling apart due to the maximum velocity of the engines)
@that-one-poison-trainer
TIME TO KILL GOD!! WHERE IS HE?! COWARD HE IS
You realize you’re only here because I let you in, right?
I hope you had fun playing the heroes in your little faerie-tale.
Now, it is time for you to face reality. MY reality.
Prince, annihilate them.
YeagarTheDrake: Boss, thank heaven you're ok!
(YeagarTheDrake gets off the Quetza X4, nearly completely exhausted)
@that-one-poison-trainer
TIME TO KILL GOD!! WHERE IS HE?! COWARD HE IS
You realize you’re only here because I let you in, right?
I hope you had fun playing the heroes in your little faerie-tale.
Now, it is time for you to face reality. MY reality.
Prince, annihilate them.
YeagarTheDrake: I'm completely ok boss, but I have something very important to say, "They're here🔥"
@that-one-poison-trainer
TIME TO KILL GOD!! WHERE IS HE?! COWARD HE IS
You realize you’re only here because I let you in, right?
I hope you had fun playing the heroes in your little faerie-tale.
Now, it is time for you to face reality. MY reality.
Prince, annihilate them.
YeagarTheDrake: I couldn't get the entirety of The Syndicate of the sun, so I just got the important people, Boss meet Aliana, Byony, Celosia, and Mable, and their leader, Lysandre.
YeagarTheDrake: I couldn't get the other one, I think his name was Xerosic, because I think he was too busy with something.
The Twin both gaze upon the stature of Lysandre, with his hands covered in magma, with his uniform being similar to an Aztec emperor, and his hair and beard flowing like a raging wildfire.
@that-one-poison-trainer
TIME TO KILL GOD!! WHERE IS HE?! COWARD HE IS
You realize you’re only here because I let you in, right?
I hope you had fun playing the heroes in your little faerie-tale.
Now, it is time for you to face reality. MY reality.
Prince, annihilate them.
Lysandre: So, you must be the two that this young fella has been telling me about all the time.
Said in a very soft and calming voice.
Lysandre: Well then, we must get going right now.
@that-one-poison-trainer
TIME TO KILL GOD!! WHERE IS HE?! COWARD HE IS
You realize you’re only here because I let you in, right?
I hope you had fun playing the heroes in your little faerie-tale.
Now, it is time for you to face reality. MY reality.
Prince, annihilate them.
YeagarTheDrake: Boss, what happened!
@that-one-poison-trainer
TIME TO KILL GOD!! WHERE IS HE?! COWARD HE IS
You realize you’re only here because I let you in, right?
I hope you had fun playing the heroes in your little faerie-tale.
Now, it is time for you to face reality. MY reality.
Prince, annihilate them.
YeagarTheDrake: ¡Viva el diablo!
(As he falls down to his knees)
A head lies on the cold, metal floor.
The head of a man who claimed to be a god.
Standing above him are the very men he used to trust with his life.
And yet, a millennium later, it has come to this.
Bodies strewn across the court of a false palace.
A blood red sun rises to melt away the ice.
The king is dead. Long live the devil.