A Very Bavarian Wedding
Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2014 12:15 am
-- IL DOGE'S CHAPEL, CATHEDRAL OF SYNDICATE ASCENSION, VENICE
Friar Fthgan: Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to formalize the alliance between two powers of the Brikverse in the eyes of Great Brikthulu, etc etc, bring forward the Rings of Eternal Commitment!
Friar Fthgan: Thank you, now we will move on to the vows.
Friar Fthgan: Duchessa Sophia of Venice, do you take this fig as your Husband and Consort, in good and in bad, in sickness and in health, in war and in *Shudder* peace?
Il Duchessa: I do.
Friar Fthgan: And do you, Prinz Karl von Fynnvaria, take this fig as your Wife, knowing fullwell that all children will be of her dynasty?
Prinz Karl: I do.
Friar Fthgan: You may now smooch.
*polite kissing*
Friar Fthgan: I declare you Duchess and Prinz Consort! You may now go to the ceremonial bedding chamber to consumate the marriage under the watchful eyes of Brikthulu.
Klaus Jr: I'm so proud of you little brother.
Prinz Karl:
SUDDEN DOOR SOUND EFFECT!
Silvarian Rebel: Klaus Jr! I challenge you to a Bavarian honor duel for the honor of my homeplanet, which you depopulated to summon unearthly abominations!
Assorted Assassins: We do too!
Klaus Jr:I accept, but are you sure 5 is enough, do you want to phone a friend?
Silvarian Rebel: Enough! Pay for your crimes, you bastard!
*Knife Morph!*
*Gun grab!*
*Gut Stab!*
*A bloody mess!*
Galerus: WAAAGH!
Galerus: AAAAGH!
Silvarian Rebel: Die you egotistical bastard!
*Spear Morph!*
*Throat Slice!*
Silvarian Rebel: FUUU~ *gurgle*
*Clean Cut!*
Sackhead: Sayonara, you Kraut Fuck.
*Shotgun Rain!*
Sackhead: Fuck, he's still twitching, Poncho?
Poncho: I got this, don't worry.
*Burnination!*
Poncho: Nice and Crispy.
Sackhead: Boss said we have to melt the gold thing too, with that tratt acid shit.
Poncho: Almost forgot about that.
*Krakow!*
Poncho: We done now? I'm getting hungry.
Sackhead: Scratch one prinz, lets go out for Pizza.
Poncho: Since we're in the area, you mean.
Sackhead:Of course.
~Fin~
Friar Fthgan: Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to formalize the alliance between two powers of the Brikverse in the eyes of Great Brikthulu, etc etc, bring forward the Rings of Eternal Commitment!
Friar Fthgan: Thank you, now we will move on to the vows.
Friar Fthgan: Duchessa Sophia of Venice, do you take this fig as your Husband and Consort, in good and in bad, in sickness and in health, in war and in *Shudder* peace?
Il Duchessa: I do.
Friar Fthgan: And do you, Prinz Karl von Fynnvaria, take this fig as your Wife, knowing fullwell that all children will be of her dynasty?
Prinz Karl: I do.
Friar Fthgan: You may now smooch.
*polite kissing*
Friar Fthgan: I declare you Duchess and Prinz Consort! You may now go to the ceremonial bedding chamber to consumate the marriage under the watchful eyes of Brikthulu.
Klaus Jr: I'm so proud of you little brother.
Prinz Karl:
SUDDEN DOOR SOUND EFFECT!
Silvarian Rebel: Klaus Jr! I challenge you to a Bavarian honor duel for the honor of my homeplanet, which you depopulated to summon unearthly abominations!
Assorted Assassins: We do too!
Klaus Jr:I accept, but are you sure 5 is enough, do you want to phone a friend?
Silvarian Rebel: Enough! Pay for your crimes, you bastard!
*Knife Morph!*
*Gun grab!*
*Gut Stab!*
*A bloody mess!*
Galerus: WAAAGH!
Galerus: AAAAGH!
Silvarian Rebel: Die you egotistical bastard!
*Spear Morph!*
*Throat Slice!*
Silvarian Rebel: FUUU~ *gurgle*
*Clean Cut!*
Sackhead: Sayonara, you Kraut Fuck.
*Shotgun Rain!*
Sackhead: Fuck, he's still twitching, Poncho?
Poncho: I got this, don't worry.
*Burnination!*
Poncho: Nice and Crispy.
Sackhead: Boss said we have to melt the gold thing too, with that tratt acid shit.
Poncho: Almost forgot about that.
*Krakow!*
Poncho: We done now? I'm getting hungry.
Sackhead: Scratch one prinz, lets go out for Pizza.
Poncho: Since we're in the area, you mean.
Sackhead:Of course.
~Fin~