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| The Coronation of The Monarch. | Started by: KingOfOnePercent on Feb 26, '09 07:12 |
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The Space Pope moved to each direction in the warehouse; North, East South and West, calling out to the citizens, asking whether they would pay homage to their new ruler. Once they murmured in agreement, he turned towards the man seated upon the chair of St. Hustla. Though the chair was hard and wooden, KingOfOnePercent sat comfortably as his specially made three piece suit, edged with ermine, was of good enough quality to soften the hardness of the chair. Although he was nervous, and sweating like a fat girl in a cake shop, his face was impassive; a mask of steel. It remained this way as The Space Pope recited the Oath of Coronation, holding up the Gospel According to Branston for the Monarch to swear upon whilst repeating the words. Though both men spoke in a solemn, reverent tone; their voices were loud enough to reach the back row of those seated in the empty warehouse where the coronation was taking place After the reciting of the vows had finished, The Space Pope anointed Koop with the holy oils of Mafie - a mixture of grain alcohol and motor oil - and bestowed upon him the Vassal of One Percent, an ancient and ornamental firearm. Taking the firearm in one hand, and the Sceptre of the Holy Proshot in the other, Koop sat perfectly still as The Space Pope lowered the sacred Crown of Mafie atop his noble brow with great reverence It was done. KingOfOnePercent had been crowned and he would rule over the Kingdom of Mafie by the grace of God. Upon completion of this rite of initiation, KingOfOnePercent stood and, followed by several Knights of the Realm, swept out of the abandoned warehouse in regal fashion. The people were confused. The new Leader had come and gone without saying anything, and many of the assembled mobsters felt fairly stupid at having sat through all the irrelevant crap to receive no indication as to how the King would rule his domain. "Hahahaha, hard fucking eeeeez!" Thought KingOfOnePercent, as he was whisked away into the night in a luxurious limousine. |
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Calcium felt fairly stupid at having sat through all the irrelevant crap to receive no indication as to how the King would rule his domain. That man is an enigma. Calcium stood up and left. |
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| Reply by: Calcium at Feb 26, '09 07:53 | |
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To be a King of the almighty One Percent - Jax makes the holy % sign - is to be in the one percent of the population. This has been indicated by the speech. Jax prays for KOOP's family and mutters "heyooo". |
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| Reply by: Jax at Feb 26, '09 08:10 | |
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| We are talking about the 1% of men who can't get it up...???heyooooooo!! | |
| Reply by: HumBug at Feb 26, '09 09:03 | |
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An interesting ceremony, to be sure. Although I, for one, thought that the KingOfOnePercent would take the crown from The Space Pope and crown himself. Perhaps injuring himself in the process. Ah, well. Congratulations, your majesty. |
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| Reply by: MacLeod at Feb 26, '09 10:22 | |
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33.3% (Yes, a third, but we need to talk percentages here) can't get it up fyi. Falure on the heyooooooo. :( |
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| Reply by: Jax at Feb 26, '09 10:31 | |
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