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PLOT.
Oct 3, 2009 20:08:57 GMT -5
Post by MIKAMOO! on Oct 3, 2009 20:08:57 GMT -5
The Kingdom of Roanth was a peaceful place where the people loved their royals and the FORMER KING was fair and just in his ways. But, when the FORMER KING stepped down and let his son take the thrown, things began to change drastically.
Where are we? What the hell is going on? The dust has only just begun to fall, Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.
Taxes were raised, laws were stricter, and as the people began to get angry, a tragedy hit the kingdom. The Former Queen died, which has left the kingdom in mournful pieces.
Spin me round again and rub my eyes. This can't be happening. When busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy.
Sorrow filled the lands, and enemy kingdoms took advantage of the opportunity. Spies from all over have now implemented themselves into the Roanth castle, doing everything they can to cause problems for the kingdom and its royals.
Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines. All those years they were here first.
The enemies of Roanth aren't the only ones creating problems. It seems everyone in the kingdom is letting their hormones run wild. Affairs are being whispered about in locked rooms, backs are being stabbed, and hearts are being broken.
Oily marks appear on walls Where pleasure moments hung before. The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life.
Even the innocents of the kingdom are being sucked into the spiral that the seven deadly sins are creating. They have made themselves at home, and they don't plan on leaving Roanth anytime soon.
Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines. Oh, you won't catch me around here. Blood and tears, They were here first.
On the edge of war, and stuck in a pit of sin, the king of Roanth is trying everything he can to save his kingdom. He threatens to go to war if things don't shape up....but this doesn't help the citizen's needs of food and shelter.
Mmm, what you say? Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did. Mmm, what you say? Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah of course it is. Mmm, what you say? Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.
The people of Roanth are only angered more, causing them to take their emotions out on each other in so many ways that it seems everyone has lost touch with what is right and just anymore. No one can tell who is sleeping with who, who hates who, who is jealous of who, and honestly....no one cares.
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth. Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs. Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you. You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.
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