Demotion
Crowley walks up to the main conference room in the Citadel, where the High Council is waiting for him*
“Yes Assorted Council members?”
The man with horns in the white uniform at the front smiles slyly, and starts to speak*
“In the interest of the High Council, we have decided you are no longer the Chancellor of Hell, and you have been stripped of every, and all military ranking. All of your warships will be scrapped, and the Citadel is ours now.”
“Why?”
“We have decided you are too much of a loose cannon, so to speak. Your collateral damage outweighs your uses.”
Crowley’s voice goes deathly quiet*
“And are you sure you want to do this?”
The pale woman stands up*
“Yes. In fact we do.”
Crowley unsheathes his sword, and ignites it*
He shrugs, and says, “If you want to, I’m fine with it. Floor? Get them out of here.”
The floor suddenly shifts, and all five of the Councilmembers are launched out the balcony, over the border of the Citadel, and tumble to the ground in the dust.
The woman in a white uniform screams, “CROWLEY!!!!”
She shoots two blasts of red energy at the Citadel, sparking and powerful, but they bounce off, smashing into the black dirt.
“What do we do?” The man with horns asks*
“We wait.”, the woman in a uniform says. “And we melt down his dreadnoughts in the meantime.”
“Perfect.”, the man grins, while trying to catch his breath*
“What about Cimeries?”
“We can try that now. Let’s go.”
[spoiler]this is an RP. you can either start talking to the council people, try to get into the Citadel, or help the council with getting into Cimeries. Or if you want some fun, you can go try to perform Grand Theft Dreadnought before they are all destroyed. [/spoiler]
EDIT:Need a break and to let phone charge.
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[spoiler][i]It’s treason then.[/i][/spoiler] [i]A figure covered entirely in bandages and wearing hooded clothing appears about a mile off the Citadel. He walks simply to the doors, unwavering and unrelenting.[/i]