Ok so let us begin the play… what? Did you just not complain about me just a moment ago. Yes, so now let us begin...Oh shut up you know how he will be portrayed...It is the children of Bocaj Price after all.
The streets of Recocto were bustling in the early suns glow, all singing and dancing with the signs and lights adorned with beautiful banners with the never ending dragon embroidered on them large and proud, street vendors already open and shouting loud trying to sell there tat to the public at unreasonable prices and succeeding for the most part. Wails of both the young and old, rich and poor and male and female in unison of enjoyment and all locking at the elbows and making their way through the streets to the castle where the gates were open and the seats were set out for the show.
We find are heroes dressing onto their costumes, grabbing props as the crowds could easily be trying to get the best seats for this festive play. Baarias looked rather proud as she looked over the last of preparations, making sure everyone and thing were in their proper places, once she was satisfied she walked to a pedestal before calling out,
"Students of the arts, my friends and family, we have all worked hard for this year's events. The products shall begin in five minutes so get your props and parts in place. Let's get this perfect else the punishments will be severe."
Bee, Mathis and Wilt rolled their eyes at the comment being used to the threats but happy that at least at the fact they were not being singled out having done their jobs they decided to chat before the production begins,
"Still annoyed having to play a damned pretty boy."
Bee complained to the others besides him as Mathis looked down before shaking his head slightly,
"Your lucky your not forced to play so retarded demi god. I'm not even the same race anymore."
Wilt looked at Mathis chuckling softly.
"Wait, hang on there is a half-mix demigod in this world? The hell did I not hear about this before?."
Mathis looked down to the small goblin before replying,
"Oh no that stupid fuck is a human demigod, they don't have any real reason for it in the beginning anyways."
Bee chuckled as he patted Mathis' side saying,
"Well the reason is simple really. You're as big of a mistake as that demigod. Now come on let's not piss of her majesty"
Wilt and Bee laughed as they made there way over while Mathis only had a look of cold emotionless take his face, as they came over to the crew Baarias turned and asked her brother,
''Well I don't need to ask if you know your lines right brother?''
Mathis kept his emotionless look as he responded,
''Well this is the seventeenth time I have worn this idiots cloths and spoke with his stupid inflections...I think I will be fine.''
Baarias put her hand over her mouth as she snickered at her obviously angry brother before she spoke,
''Well come now Mathis you said the reason you played him just then! The kingdom loves seeing their well spoken prince describe the on goings!!''
''Sure...Just get in positions already.''
''Indeed! Everyone the prince will start the pal now so I hope you are ready! Like I said before, let's show them how hard we have worked!''
The extras and main crew all seemed to look dead serious as they all took there places including Mathis who stood at the centre stage with the mystic cloud staying its marvellous shape and colouration for him as the audience's murmurs ended and the sound of the curtains being drawn and the lights from the hall shined down as the play had officially began.
''Welcome! I am the great Willabar! Why am I great? I am much strong! Body looks pretty and my mind is very round! All good things my mum says!''
The tone of Mathis sounded like a Orc after a week of drinking and then having his head caved in but still trying to speak, The crowd all laughed as the prince went on,
''This is the story of an Orc. A big Orc as well who took this rock and made it the best shiny rock! But before he did he had to make money, he went to a fight club in the middle of the city of Arcanus, A place that is in the middle of this big spreading field! He walks in to show his strength and to gain his money! Let's go!''
The crowd all starts laughing and cheering as the lights go off and the cloud on the back wall starts to shine and change it's image, now showing the fight club from before with the players in place and Mathis voice still speaking into the crowd,
''The king walked into the place pretty loud! The guys around the cage seemed annoyed at his way of walking in until one of them stood, a monk of a not remembered name walked up to the king!''
Jericho did as the narrator said and slammed the doors open through the illusionary cloud and walked in, a extra stood dressed in a black Gi and fury in his face,
''Who the fuck do ya think you are?! This place is owned by the Corvaex! What ya thin-''
Jericho grabbed the man by the scruff and flung him into the centre stage, jumping over the cage's top and landing on the one foot, removing his cape to reveal the musky orange Gi and a blade on his back that he slide out slowly before he spoke,
''You wish to be the first dead on my path to glory? Very well. I will warn you that no one remembers the name of the first man a hero killed.''
Jericho sounded nothing like himself her, A seriousness laced with a playful anger that resembled that of Mathis's personality, The extra stood and brushed the dirt off his Gi with his hands and took stance,
''I will be the one to be getting the win and a promotion!''
The two started to circle each other as the audience started getting louder and off their seats as Mathis broke through once more,
''Well here is where it starts to get fun! The two looked at each other while the people in the place were starting to get as loud as you lot! This was the first step on the story of Bocaj!''
''I am Bocaj son of price and I am here to entertain!"
Jericho proclaimed with outstretched arms at the audience as they started to scream more before turning back to his opponent,
"As the big Orc made it, he screamed out to the crowd of the bar. Ready to fight! To be strong!"
Mathis said loudly as Jericho and the other actor got into position as some slowed the stage hands to move the set off screen, allowing The two to ready for a scuffle as the cage had been moved to look more like a ring,
"THE TWO OF YOUS SHALL FIGHT!"
Mathis screamed as the crowds went wild as the two began their fight. Staff's and blunted blades moving in patterns faster than the crowd could comprehend,
The two actors jumping back and from each hit small sparks being released from a resin Wilt made dazzling the audience.
Jericho in a bound of strength broke through the sword with his staff sending the blade on to the ground as the fighter fell with it tumbling to the ground as a couple plums of smoke covered the air again. As Mathis began to speak,
"This was good fight very fast. And many like this happened until from the shadows came a pal...a...din? Oh yeah!, a fighter that borrows strength from a stronger me. And used it to be bad and not strong."
Mathis said, sounding as of was having a stroke, from the rafters Kyu descended using his wings to hover in the air.
"Alexander the great champion of the sun will break this."
Only for the audience to respond in unison.
"Oh no you won't!"
Kyu responded.
"Oh yes I will!"
This went back and forth for a while as the crowd was laughing and shouting along before Jericho clapped, gaining the attention of everyone,
"I Bocaj will beat you and get my Dragons!"
"Oh you think you can beat me? The great Alexander?"
Kyu responded, only making Jericho smile, spinning his staff, throwing it and catching it as it's tip hit the ground,
"Oh Alexander, I will beat you. Come on crowd! Tell him who will win!"
"Bocaj! Bocaj! Bocaj!"
they screamed as Kyu descended into the cage as the remaining plums of smoke were gone and the actor managed to get off stage unseen,
"Oh ho ho then come at me Bocaj"
Jericho walked towards Kyu spinning his staff around his body seamlessly as Kyu unsheathed a long sword of gold lined with ornate patterns of the sun and its rays beaming down.
"Alexenander!"
He screamed as he went to hit the air in front of kyu intercepted the blade and pushes him back as Jericho back rolled into a spin kick, Kyu grabbed the cloth and ripped it off as red liquid poured from his Gi
"That was a weak and slow attempt Bocaj. You will never win with that amount of power!"
Kyu said, swinging the blade wildly sending light into the engraving as it moved a couple inches from his face, only for Mathis to speak,
"This battle lasted a long time and both fighters were tired and hungry and they Probably wanted to go home."
Kyu and Jericho hit each other on certain parts as their costumes were torn to shreds leaving them both in little armor.
Kyu dropped to his back as Jericho smacked his head and swept his leg before looking to the crowd addressing them,
"I have beaten the paladin and now I shall have the cash then go start my adventure!"
He said as Kyu rose up behind him as the crowd pointed and gasped.
"He's behind you!"
Jerico looked confused as he said.
"Who is behind me?"
As the crowd yelled,
"It's Alexander!"
Kyu dropped to the ground as Jericho slowly turned,
"Oh yes! He is behind me, beaten as I have won!"
He said acting the fool before turning around. As Kyu for up again raises his blade letting the caster know to get ready,
"No you haven't!"
The crowd screams as the blade looks like it penetrates through Jericho chest glowing like the sun as his hand grabs it before he is lifted into the air and thrown off stage,
"I AM ALEXANDER THIS IS MY STORY I AM THE WINNER!"
Kyu yelled as the voices and screams from the ground envelop the sky, smoke appeared once more bailing the set as Mathis walled out in front of the stage,
"The paladin had won but through tricks, traps and stuff umm. Like a spider I think...almost ending his life there and then. But a weirdo with magic saved him. Her name was Arla, a mad man with woman parts."
Mathis snorted out, sounding drunk and sliding on purpose, gaining the attention of the roaring crowds.
The cage was removed, Kyu was enveloped in dark smoke and sparks creating a horrid silhouette of a warrior that radiated evil before it lit up in a golden glow of the sun as he was gone. Leaving only the new set of Jericho playing Bocaj and Bee playing Tocs and the small Yyvone playing Arla as she wrapped bandage around his waist, making them glow with soft magic from her hands as once more Mathis began to speak,
"As the hero Bocaj was beaten a healing hand touched his heart getting her hands bloody and a pretty rich boy offering him a job one with pay and power.''
Mathis walked off screen letting the actors know it was time to start as Jericho coughed.
Letting Bee know to say his part,
"I have a contract for a mission if your up to the task it will pay well I know that for sure"
Yvonne then helped Jericho up to his feet, brushing himself off pretending to be in pain as he began to speak, Yvonne supporting his ribs, muttering words to sounds like an invocation,
"And what do I have to do get this gold and power as you said"
Bee then looked to the crowd spreading his arms out beckoned the crowd as he spoke,
"We are going to meet the master of magic Archmage Arthus Cardor"
The crowd responded with awes and ooos as the set once again transitioned. To that of a grand office with statues and potions bubbling smokes, in a grand chair sat Baarias who was folding papers and drawing symbols of pages as Bee and Jericho entered the office space and looked amazed at the pretty potions and planal patterns on the walls.
Jerico spoke once more, sounding only in slight pain as he spoke,
"I have been brought here in the promise of gold for a task I do not know. So tell me Master Cardor what do you want from me."
"Oh I bring you here today because you are a monk of the old era and I have a purpose only one of your kind can complete. Your first task is to retrieve a package. Something for master Tox and young Arla here and in return I shall give you this new finely woven Gi for you one of magical potential oh and the husk of land, as well can be yours."
Jericho smiled and shocked Baarias's hand as the lights went out on the first act.
What?! Completely wrong! I swear if they did not use one of my students this would be heard about in Recocto...Wait my student should know better than this! Well at least it could be worse...Could be played as a villain I suppose.
The play continued into its second, third and fourth acts leading to the third but every part made the crowd show true emotion, the second act showed after the king's meeting and mission given, finding a sky ship and a crew of men and women to assist in the reclaiming of Recocto that some in the crowd recognized as familiar high ranking faces in the kingdom like Chef playing himself and Dracul doing the same, the former going with Bocaj from the start and the latter shown to have been trapped in the deep pits of the kingdom only to be freed by the future king and promising now to follow him. The third act showed the crew moving through the tunnels making their way towards the centre where we now know the pure reserve well was but having to fight against many enemies like monks that were frozen in time from dragons both big and small including the skeleton that resides in Mathis's lab and all leading to the centre only to find a group of cultists trying to do something to the well that lead nicely into the fourth and final act of the play, the lights again were shining and the music cloud again swirled for the final time showing the cave that the well stood in still looking the same as it did today with Bocaj, Tocs and Arla standing against twenty men and a man wearing a more bright red robe that seemed to be the leader played by Stitches as Mathis continued to sound like he had his head crushed and started the narration of the final act.
The stage was set as both sides took their places as the lights come on and Mathis spoke them in,
''Well this is going to be fun! A big fuck off battle for the magic juice between some weird robe wearing people and these guys that have already killed two dragons and some demi gods like me!...Huh?...Just normal monks….frozen in time? That makes no sense so forget that! Anyway let's get into the ending of the fun!''
The crowd were all standing at this point making so much noise that anyone that was even on the island at all would be able to clearly hear it. Jericho, Bee and Yyvone now stood together looking at Stiches who was draped in a long flowing robe with embroidery of dragons of different colours all swirling into one in the centre,
Jericho walked forward and proclaimed,
''You will not take the land that will become my beautiful kingdom cultist!''
He then raised his hands parallel to his shoulders and looked out to the raging crowd,
''Tell me! Who will be the victor here?!''
''BOCAJ! BOCAJ! BOCAJ!''
The crowd almost looked like they were angry but it was pure passion coming from the people who all screamed Bocaj's name before Jericho turned back to Stitches.
''You will be used as the fuel of our new lands repulsive creature!''
Jericho disappeared in a flash as he appeared behind the leader who moved his body almost bending completely in half to avoid the looming axe kick of Jericho, pulling it back as it hit a pouch that exploded with the noise of thunder and clouds spreading around now with only their silhouettes showing as they continued to fight, Bee jumping threw the cloud and sending fire from his hands but in actuality it was a fairy light that was made to look deadly, Yyvone stood in place lifting her arms and making auras of apple green appear around the other two as the continued to make their way through the cultist making Mathis speak up again,
''Well no surprises here and I think we all know the ending right? What do you want?!''
''The cult leaders head!!''
Through the smoke the sound of a blade slicing through skin and bone was heard as a head of a older Azamaar but in reality it was a bag of blood potatoes with a illusion making it take the shape of the severed head making the crowd erupt in applause and screaming so loud that the stage could be felt moving before Mathis stumbled back onto the stage and cleared his throat and waved his hands trying to calm the raging crowd before he spoke,
''Well the head of the old man started rolling and went off into the skies below! Tell you what though it was fun to watch these stupid people fight so weirdly aha! We should say thank you though to the people who played their roles! Let's have the crew all on for one last time!!''
All the crew and extras moved onto the stage and linked arms as they bowed but before the crowds could give a final roar Jericho walked forward with his arms out making a gesture to the crowd before he spoke loud,
''The play was a success not only thanks to our cast and crew but to you people who support and love your home like now other kingdom's people! This is why we must remind you all once more that your election for the new ruler will begin at sun's first light tomorrow and end on it's setting...Please do vote for the one who can lead you and make it their one and only priority! We thank you as we do every year and I believe we have one more person to be thanked for this story! The fourth prince himself who as of this week has started the first royal branch family of the Price's, Mathis Tysol!''
As Mathis came out and took his bow the crowd eruptions went on as they blurred out as they all left the room and made the crew clean up the room until next year as now the choices of the people are all that matters in the upcoming elections.
Well it was actually worse than I remembered but at least it makes sense for a kingdom's production to push the king's good side and embellish the bad side...Bet that must sting your pride a little right? But now that it is over we get to something that every royal I have ever meet or read their story hates including myself...The tiniest of chances that the responsibility of the crown might be pushed on them,
for some it is easy to say no as they spend as much time away from their birth right by travelling far and wide like the first born here or myself but some make the mistake of falling in love with the people and place and even sometimes the idea of the power...But always the reality never matches dreams as the power is next to none without a iron fist and the people who loved and adorned you beforehand as a prince or princess now hate the king or queen's unforgivable choices...Honestly there is no way to win when you are born into the better life but I do wonder who of Bocaj's children will wear the crown after tomorrow?.