Your King has Returned [Open]

[The King of Hearts]

Ah, it felt good to be back. Fifty years of hiding in that hovel made the King of Hearts a rather bored person. It was not by choice, not entirely. After all, who would not hide away after some brat with a magic key beat the ever living shit out of you? And all for what? Some disgusting little girl. The man tried not to puke as he casually walked down the main road of the market. Back in his day, when he ruled Wonderland with an iron fist, no one would fight for some petty girl. Granted back in his day everyone was a man. Oh how the King missed the good ol' days. If only they made men like they did back in his day.

Brilliant blue eyes scanned scanned the crowd around him, most of them were blatantly staring at him. On one level the King of Hearts was rather pleased with it, they clearly thought he was attractive. But at the same time he was upset that the savages did not have enough manners to not gape at him like apes. Granted the were not looking at the almost four hundred year old because of his looks, or fine white suit. It was due to the fact that he held his prized golden revolver in his hand. The wicked weapon gleaming in the sunlight as he thoughtlessly swung it about as he walked. The lethal weapon was like a second hand or even his favorite male stripper to him. Granted the man knew that he would never have to put the Gold Crown down. It was his faithful servant through thick and thin.

"Oh poor Akira, you were such a darling little servant." The king of Hearts muttered to himself as his thoughts touched upon his last Ace of Hearts. The Heartless never did betray him. In fact he was unrivaled in both the field and the bedroom, and faithful to his duties in both. Yet when it came down to the final battle the King had to make a choice. His wonderful capital ship, the Red Rose, was crashing down in a maelstrom of fire and lasers. There was only a limited amount of suits capable of supporting life outside of the gummi ship, one to be exact. Sure the King could survive in the confines of space without a space suit, but chances are his regular pearly white suit would be damaged. And the King would not stand for that! So poor Akira had to die for the sake of the King's already limited wardrobe.

Returning his thoughts to the present the man took another look around him. He knew he needed to restart his Kingdom, and he may as well start in Twilight Town. That dreadful crazy woman once took him in here, he should pay tribute to her. After all that woman, whom he called Nana, was the closest thing he ever had to a mother. So finding a suitable crate, the man scrambled atop of it. So that he was not physically above all the others, mentally the King already thought he was miles above these wretched mongrels. "Ahem!" The King said, clearing his throat. His only real attempt to attract the attention of his new surfs.

Yet now that the man was standing on the wooden crate, most of the people on the streets believed him to be nothing more then a common street performer. The whispers of things like 'oh I wonder what his act is,' and 'do you think he does magic with that toy gun?' reached the King's ears. WHY I NEVER! The man mentally roared in his head, offended that anyone would mistake him for common rabble! Without a second thought, the King of Hearts pointed the Golden Crown towards the crowd. Aiming it at an elderly lady in her 70s, who could only be described as adorable, the King pulled the trigger. BANG! The sound of the firing gun echoed outwards, soon followed by the cries of horror from the crowd. The elderly woman slumped to the ground. Her large Granny glasses, and bag of grocery fell down with her dead body.

A little smile spread on the King's face as he watched the blood pool around the elderly lady and the last of her possessions. He was already making this world a better place, the fewer the women the better! "Now that I have you're undivided attention, I would like to inform you that I am the King of Hearts. You may call me Lord, or his majesty. For I am your new ruler. Questions?" The King of Hearts began his speech, a wicked smile on his face. The horror struck crowd's eyes were glued to the King. Terrified that he would do the same thing to them. "No? Good." The man went on, not really giving his new subjects a chance to react. "Now I want you to start building my palace over there," The King paused once again, to wave his gun in the general direction of the clock tower. "Where that dreadful tower is. The place has a wonderful view. On that note, I would like all of you-"

The self proclaimed ruler of Twilight Town's speech was interrupted by a small child, a seven year old boy in fact. The child was foolish enough to hock a rock at the insane man with a gun, and even accompanied it with the words 'JERK-FACE!'. The rock, which was more of a pointy pebble, hit the King in his face. A small little red mark could be seen. "Now that stung." The King said with a face of stone. Without any other words he pointed his gun at the boy, before anyone could react he pulled the trigger once again. "One more for good measure." The King went on, shooting the boy a second time. Just to send a message to the crowd. Do not mess with me, that's all they needed to know for now. "Now where was I?" The King said, resuming his speech. The twisted smile returning to his face. "Ah yes, if any of you are thinking of starting some kind of resistance you might as well shoot yourself now. It would save me a lot of trouble down the line."

[OCC :: The King is back! Oh dictators. Also sorry Akira, I saw that no one picked you back up. :c I miss my Ace of Hearts. ]

[Rune Veliospirus Ravencroft]

Rune had come to Twilight town without Koda. He had said he'd return but wanted to do some investigating. He had a sense of something, but he hadn't quite placed it yet. Call it intuition, or blind luck. But he kept his grey cloak hood up as he walked around, people looking at him. He decided if they were going to stare to give them a better reason as he jumped up on the roof tops and walked along.

It had been how many years now since his home world fell again, his kingdom, now under his rule lost? Then again, he had always hoped maybe his sister would rule in his stead, after all, Rune was no ruler, not in his own opinion. Even now it was more natural to walk on these roof tops like a thief then to have sat on a thrown and given orders. He was a doer, not a leader. If he lead, it was by example. He pushed the thought's out of his head as he continued walking, starting to wonder if he was wrong.

Then a loud crack like thunder that he knew came from one of those, what did most people call them, guns? many people near-by fled and screamed, while Rune ran in the direction of the sound, and was in range as the speech started. "Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me." Rune said, picking up the pace. The king of hearts, they kicked his ass and his army's what, 50? 60 years ago? Why the hell was he back? How did he even get away? Now he knew why he had that feeling at least.

He jumped down as he saw the gun pointed at a mere child, his key blade forming on the way down as he landed just to the side and deflected the bullets, aiming to deflect one close enough to trim a couple of the kings hairs, knowing how vain he was. He could feel the crowd looking at him as the cloak finished falling and he stood up, the kid just staring at him. Rune flipped his head back so the hood came down, and then looked right at the king as he said "Remember me?" wondering if this clown would. Rune had taken down Luna, one of his higher tiered generals. She'd be back eventually, but not yet. Not to mention Sora wasn't the only one to get in his face that day... and Rune had managed to get pretty close to the army, till Luna spotted him. She didn't fall for the he was evil act. Rune was a little taller then before, emphasis on a little, and he had his hair cut shorter. "All of you leave, now." He added, the others running to give them space as quickly as possible. Rune gave a small laugh as he addressed the king again. "Still acting like a spoiled psychotic bitch I see." Rune said, intending to get under the king of hearts skin.

[Xarido]

Xarido flicked some of the ashes from his hair as some red nocturnes behind him shattered after having been frozen. "And that'll get me- . . . what the bitch?" Xarido asked as he heard the sound of gun shots and ran in that direction. Xarido stared at a blond guy with a golden revolver and . . . great, Rune was there, just what he needed to brighten his day. Xarido could tell Rune and the blond guy were not on great terms. "I don't who the fuck you are, but I know you're holding a revolver in a very menacing manner, and that Rune apparently doesn't like you." Xarido said, producing some knives, one in each crevice between his fingers, seemingly from nowhere.

Xarido recognized the look in the King's eyes. It was a look of hunger, not literal hunger, but a malicious craving for . . . something. Xarido only recognized the look because of Darkwing, and he didn't exactly expect this nut case to have the same goals as him. "So, Rune, who the hell is this bastard?" Xarido asked boredly as he flung his knives at the king. Xarido followed up by dashing towards the king, brandishing anotehr handful of knives, intending to use them like sharp brass knuckles of sorts.

[The King of Hearts]

Well this was awkward. Not because of these two people with weapons, that were clearly in his way. Nor due to the fact that he could not remember the key boy's name. It was more that they directly violated one of his orders. It was a very good order too! With a bit of annoyance, the man turned his ice blue eyes to the two in front of him. Slowly observing them before he spoke. "Well, that was rather rude of you." The King bluntly said, still trying to remember the brat's name. Spiky hair, retarded key, a small child. Clearly it meant that this was Sora. Yet that arrogant child should be dead. The King was planning on finding, then pissing all over the keybearer's grave later that day.

"You were supposed to be dead Sora," The arrogant King said, putting emphasis on Sora. Simply testing out the name, to see if it fit. He liked how it rolled off his tongue and this little brat looked like a Sora. "I am rather disappointed in both you and your man servant. You should know you can not defeat me, just my army. And this time you do not have an unruly amount of do gooders at your beck and call" The King said, raising his gun to point it at Rude. The only acknowledgement to Xarido's existence was the man servant bit. "Now if I command you to die, will you be a good boy and take your own life?"

[Rune Veliospirus Ravencroft]

Rune didn't even look as he heard Xairdo. Was this going to be a convention of people he hated or was only just barely tolerate half the time. "Sure your heard Hild speak of him, calls himself the king of hearts, we thought we got rid of this clown. Guess the goody goodies missed him." Rune replied, where as much as he had been against the king, he was barely tolerated by Sora's ilk. Not to mention those idiots upset the balance of light and dark and his world paid the price first.

So when he was confused for Sora, it actually kind of irritated him. And knowing the kings dislike of women... he didn't want to think about what he meant by manservant, and not like the do gooders had his back most of the time. Though he actually laughed when he was asked if he'd kill himself. "First off, I'm not Sora, I'm not really a overly zealous do gooder, just not a psychotic little prick like you, Second, he is not my manservant, and third, I spent years dodging and fighting armies, I don't need them." Rune replied, reaching back under his cloak and as soon as his hand touched the sword it took the form of the keyblade he already held and pulled it out. "And a king doesn't take orders, you should know that better than anyone." Rune said, taking off in the general direction of the king, but further off to the side before going directly for him, seeing as The king couldn't exactly face two directions at once.

[Xarido]

"Oh, that guy. What's he doing back? Hild's still around and I thought he was afraid of women . . ." Xarido said, "What are you doing here anyways? Don't you have some tea party to go to, or some queen to get smacked around by?" Xarido punched at at the King's gut, still holding the knives, then with drew and slung the knives at the king's knife hand. The accuracy wasn't the best, then again, the king hadn't really done anything to piss him off yet. "Wow, Manservant? Manservant?" Xarido asked, "I'm no one's goddamn manservant, you idiotic son of a bitch." And there was the king pissing him off.

"Yeah, seriously, if he's a do gooder, I'm the queen of Sheba . . . and just to make this clear, I'm a guy so that's just plain anatomically impossible." Xarido said, "Sort of like how the chances of you leaving in one piece after the manservant comment is less than 20% right now. In other words, if he's to apathetic to stomp you into the ground and rip out your kidneys, I will." Xarido sent a burst of ice flying at the king, more specifically at his face.

[The King of Hearts]

Leaving this place in more then one piece? Why that was a brilliant idea! After taking a few quick steps back to dodge the halfhearted jab at his gut. Then before the next wave of attacks came, he jabbed the tip of the weapon into his own gut. With a wicked smile he pulled the trigger. Barely noticeable, and most likely completely unnoticeable to anyone two bullets made of golden energy shot out of the barrel of the weapon. The bullets soared through the man's body, not leaving a single trace of an entry wound. As the bullets harmlessly left his boy, the man exploded in a burst of golden light. As the light subsided there was not one, but two Kings of the Heart standing before the two.

"Naturally the best person to solve any situation is myself." The two men said in union, a wicked smile on their face. Yet their joy was short lived. The ice chunks from Xarido's face came flying into one of the two men, crushing his face into a thick red paste. The body quickly dissolved into golden wisps. They floated int he air a bit, hanging about. It was truly beautiful. Yet their time in this world was short, as they soon floated over to the King, where they were reabsorbed into his own body.

The look of horror on the King's face was probably priceless for the two others. Years ago he was on par with the likes of Sora, and Riku. Yet now he could barely defeat some punk and his man servant. Fuck this shit The King of Hearts thought to himself, knowing the battle was lost the man had very few options. So he raised his gun to his head, and without another thought he pulled the trigger. As the golden bullet hit his head the vain main burst into a thousand golden fragments. The golden shards zipped this way and that in the air, like little fire flies. Save for the fact that they were night unreachable. Then without warning they each shot outwards, scattering to the four winds. For now it seemed that the King escaped.

[OCC :: The King out. Screw fighting people with ridiculous stats. Also I am very upset about my award money for winning OTM disappearing. ]