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Kingdom Comes Mods ([personal profile] loveskulls) wrote in [community profile] kingdomcomes2017-07-17 02:28 pm

THE MISTRESS' FEAST

With the return of the winner of the Fuckfest, the Mistress has formally announced an important and exclusive feast--and decreed that all of her extra-dimensional pets (that means you) are to attend. This news is delivered by the guards, both native to this world and otherwise, who are also tasked with distributing butt-plugs that have the words "Congratulations on not dying of exposure" engraved in their bases.

If you try not to attend, you will be forced into it anyway. It is compulsory on pain of death. Sorry. However, upon being escorted/invited into the great hall of the castle, you are welcomed by a fantastic and bustling scene. Music plays, performers dance, and the smell of food hangs in the air as platters are carried around by servants who take the time to offer portions to each guest. Not to mention the wine! The ambassadors and other guests in attendance are in varying states of undress, but no one is completely naked—and at least those who come close are not sitting on top of the table or anything. There is almost a sense of decorum to this particular event.

At the very head of the table, clad in an extraordinarily expensive-looking set of BDSM lingerie and her horned crown, sits the Mistress. Flanked by two of her highest ranking guards, she laughs and smirks at the chatter of the ambassadors sitting nearby, paying no attention to anyone else except those who have already earned her good graces.

Regardless of your job, you will all be seated all together at the very end of the table, furthest away from the Mistress. Yenh, the fuckfest winner, gets the honor of being at the end, but there’s a lot flowers and statues blocking the view anyway. She's out of earshot for whatever dinner discussions you'd like to have—but her loyal guards, servants, and the less-well-received ambassadors are not.

Once the feasting winds down, the Mistress rises and climbs the steps to the throne at the end of the room. She settles in and only now lays her eyes upon the Kingdom's special arrivals.

"Come and claim your rewards. Don't be shy."

She turns her gaze toward Estinien, the sole person who did not participate in the Fuckfest while it was ongoing, and grins. "You, too."

Once the dinner is over, nothing stops you from milling about to socialize, get caught up in an ambassador's after-dinner sex party, or to just leave with your shiny new prizes.
starless_sky: (Ready as I'll ever be)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-07-25 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[You may find a handsome and petrified young man who was downing wine. Noctis was drinking as a way to avoid other people and you couldn't talk when you had a glass to your lips so he was about drunk already. The dinner was awful, even though the food was delicious. He was in a strange place with strange people and a horrifying uniform.

He wore way too little, his guard's outfit is beyond uncomfortable but he is more dressed than the other people. He holds his cape around himself and just sips wine until he stops feeling horrible about the thong he's got on.

A THONG. He doesn't want to think about it but he can't avoid it since the G-string was digging into him. He couldn't wait to get somewhere alone and take this off. Where were his real clothes anyway?

He was out of wine. Damn. Now he has to head through the center of the room to find more...]
heiresy: (sweet slick eyeliner)

[personal profile] heiresy 2017-07-26 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[A guard that he hadn't seen before? Odd, for sure. He slows his approach as he realizes the other man is certainly drunk. He couldn't blame him. How many nights had he spent mourning his old uniform with a bellyful of ale? As long as he could stand, he could drink, as far as Aymeric was concerned. He poaches a fresh glass of wine from a platter and stands in front of Noctis, the glass extended. He's notably tall as far as men in the room go- easily eye level with Gladio. He tries to give the other a reassuring smile.]

You're new to the guard. My condolences.

[Though the helmet is stuffy, he finds comfort in the slight anonymity it provides him. He leaves it on for now.]
starless_sky: (Can't say that I do)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-07-28 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He might argue he is buzzed but he desperately needs to feel comfortable and the alcohol is not enough right now. Not at all. He wants to be in a dark room with a closet full of real clothes and a door that LOCKS, please.

He doesn't register that someone is in front of him at first. He sees the wine glass and he doesn't take it. That's a stupid idea and rule one of date-rape right? Right. He blinks at the huge man. Most people were bigger than Noctis but he was used to having someone this big around. He wished Gladio was here. He'd help him get out of here and get the thong off.]


Ah, thanks... where are you from? You didn't get stuck in this crap.
heiresy: (dravanian lingerie)

[personal profile] heiresy 2017-07-28 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[He keeps his smile, about to answer the first part while being slightly confused by the second. ]

I'm from Ishgard, a city on a star very far from this place, I think. I'm afraid that I am very much stuck here, however.

[He continues holding the glass of wine out. Awkward. ] Take it, lest you think you've had quite enough to drink tonight.
starless_sky: (The notebook)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-07-31 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah... right. I guess I could say the same thing? I'm from Insomnia, a city very far from here. I think. I don't really know where 'here' is. You seem like you've been here a while. You're from somewhere else like me...

[he takes the wine finally. He had been ignoring the wine because Stranger Danger but he doubted he was going to get drugged here. He'd taken food from strangers before.]

Thanks. I don't think there's enough alcohol in the world for me now.
heiresy: (Default)

[personal profile] heiresy 2017-07-31 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I suppose that I have been "here" awhile. I can't claim to know where it is, either. Mine apologies. I have been here a few months, give or take a week. Their calendar is unusual to me. You grow accustomed to the indignities and thankful for the small things. The thong offers better support and less chafing than the leather shorts, for instance.

[with the wine glass finally free from his hand, he assumes his usual upright square-shouldered posture.]

Drink all that you like. While we are here, within the castle, your fellow guard will watch over you. You can know us by our green cloaks. I don't trust the Mistress' guard personally, swathed in orange.
starless_sky: (Watching it burn)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-08-04 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
No, not your fault. I just thought... wait- months? No no I can't be here that long, I have to get home. And... please, the indignities. This uniform is beyond an indignity and I doubt I could ever get accustomed to it. This has to stop.

...so you're in the guard too? Good thing we stick together, I guess... what's wrong with the mistress' guard? Other than they guard the mistress directly while we get to socialize and drink? [He was slow on the uptake with the wine, his brain was already buzzed but that didn't stop him from taking a large swallow of this new glass.]

I'm Noctis, by the way.
Edited 2017-08-04 02:49 (UTC)
crimsonlight: (did i hear someone shouting 'penis')

[personal profile] crimsonlight 2017-07-27 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Backing away while offering polite laughter and chatter to a pair of ambassadors who just invited her for a threesome, Yenh bumps right into Noctis, tail-first. Fortunately, said tail is not bruised, but she is so surprised that she whips it upward by accident.]

[Yenh whirls around and covers her mouth.]


Oh! I'm sorry!
starless_sky: (Bored)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-07-28 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[And he had no idea that was even a thing he could do today.
Get transported to weird world
get drafted into weird guard
get shoved into horrible uniform
get tripped by a... tail???

He doesn't get a good look. He's on the floor, legs splayed, cape under him, everything is on show. The thong, the corset and boob window, the helmet was knocked loose and he winced. His world was spinning. Wow, too much wine... or not enough. But forgive him, he is dazed.]


S'fine. M'cool.
crimsonlight: (hey wait a minute)

[personal profile] crimsonlight 2017-07-31 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh.]

[Her tail will be bruised tomorrow, but at least it's not her ego, which can't perhaps be said of this fellow.]

[She manages to not linger too long on the... everything before her, kneeling down to offer him help up. Not only is it helpful, but it is also better than staring at his manhood-plus-et-cetera.]


H, here. [She grasps his hand in hers.] Sit up slowly. I'll help.
starless_sky: (Bored)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-08-04 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Were he sober he might argue that's what her tail gets for whacking people in the face... actually if he were sober he would be more concerned that this woman had a tail but as it stood he was just relieved to have some help back to his feet. It was surprisingly difficult to balance now. It took his whole focus to take her hand and get on his own feet.]

Mmm...thanks. You're new here too, aren'cha?
crimsonlight: (take this chucklefuck over here for exam)

[personal profile] crimsonlight 2017-08-06 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't bother moving away from him; it doesn't seem like he should even be back on his feet at all. Yenh slips herself under his arm as a small-but-steady helper, and braces him with her own.]

I am, but we should get you to a couch. You may, ah, wish to adjust your armor.
starless_sky: (Ready as I'll ever be)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-08-13 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[He isn't very much to move so he's glad about that. He just... wants to stay still and not be in front of people. He wants to sleep maybe? Oh, someone is moving him or something... the ground is moving, he watches as floor tiles slide down while he looks at the floor.]

What armor? Armor is metal, what I've got on.... ugh don't bring it up.
crimsonlight: (hey wait a minute)

[personal profile] crimsonlight 2017-08-13 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Opening her mouth and then closing it again, Yenh decides not to argue semantics with the drunk man. It usually ends up being a fool's errand, even if it wasn't specifically requested that they don't discuss it.]

[At least she's surprisingly strong for a lithe cat person who is about six inches shorter than him, and the only difficulty she has comes from ensuring he doesn't fall over again.]


Here we are- [She helps him down onto a fainting couch against a wall, still in the dining room, but at least there is more space and breathing room.] Are you in need of anything? Food? Water?
maledictus_semper: credit@maledictus_semper (shit eating smile)

[personal profile] maledictus_semper 2017-07-31 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ardyn couldn't help but smirk at the poor image of Noctis wearing what looked like some sort of guard's outfit. The thong. That got the Chancellor's interest heightened, as he stared and tried not to poke fun too much.]

A little uncomfortable there, Your Majesty?

[It seemed the Mistress wasn't picky on who she brought to this medieval world, whether it be a prince or pauper. He swallowed some red wine, as he scooted along to sit beside the shy prince. Oh, poor Noctis. His eyes drifted downwards to gaze on the prince's small item of underwear.]

I hope it's not too tight down there.
starless_sky: (Unsure)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-07-31 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[That voice... he knew him anywhere. He groaned.]

You. Ugh, YOU. You're here?

[He pulled his cloak around him tighter and sneered at Ardyn. He sipped his wine but it was empty. Right. He forgot. He had to get more.]

What do you want, you gonna fight me in the middle of this mass of people? Why do you-- you aren't in the uniform-- [he groaned again. Of course HE would be stuck in this ridiculous outfit.]
maledictus_semper: credit@maledictus_semper (smarmy bastard)

[personal profile] maledictus_semper 2017-08-01 11:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Yes, it's that voice, Noct. The one you've been dreading to hear all this time.]

Why yes, I am here it seems and so are you. I wonder why the Mistress chose to have us here at the same time within this backwards world. Ah, fate can be a funny thing at times, can't it?

[He's enjoying this. Really. Now, he can poke fun at prince Noctis.]

Fight you? Oh no, dear boy! Wouldn't want to make a scene, not here in front of all the guests and our esteemed Mistress. If I wanted a fight I'd pick a nice outdoors scene so we could stretch our legs out properly.

[Another shit-eating smile, as he finished his wine and reached for the bottle filling his empty goblet up once more.]
starless_sky: (Goth king)

[personal profile] starless_sky 2017-08-04 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Hmph. Funny, or a sick joke. What do you want?

[He hates this uniform enough, he wants to pick it off or scream or hide or something and the longer he can't do any of those things makes this so much worse.]

The hell are you doing here anyway, you're already dressed ridiculously enough I guess they didn't feel the need to change you any. You fit right in, Ardyn. Congratulations.

And you wanna go, we can go. [he is far too drunk and he doesn't even know if he can use his weapons here. Don't listen to him right now. He wants more wine too. But he locates a different bottle to fill his glass.]
maledictus_semper: credit@maledictus_semper (gain an advantage)

[personal profile] maledictus_semper 2017-08-04 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Strong words, your Majesty, yet I believe you are drunk. You are not thinking straight, my boy.

[Ardyn knew this could work well and he was going to manipulate the boy in anyway possible, just like he did to people he didn't like. Oh, this was going to be fun. Poor drunk Noctis.]

Go? Ah, you mean fight me? I doubt you can even....

[He leant into the boy's ear and whispered.]

...hold your own cock up right now.

[Why yes, he did just utter those words. He's being a dick as usual and is in a rather flirtatious and dangerous mood. Ardyn slid a hand under the table up Noct's thigh.]