Re: Yurt of the Khan: BC Hotseat IC thread
The curtain of the yurt hasnt closed entirely when the surrounding Mongol warriors jump of from where they were lying pulling out their swords heading towards the yurt to slaughter this Muslim big mouth.
STOOOP!!
Stoop!
Ugudai the general of the 4th Mongol Army hastily steps into the yurt where two of the warriors already put their blades on the throat of the big mouth.
Stop!
You dont want to dirty this fine yurt with the blood of this sissy?
The Mongols warrior think about it for a second and then take down their swords.
Drag him out!
The warriors pull him out of the yurt and drag him on the soil.
You cant wait for the blood of you people to be shed? He pulls out his sword. If it s that what you wish for… He puts the sword towards the diplomats throat. The surrounding Mongol warriors smile with relish.
Ugudai moves his arm to the left to make a clean cut.
Yet… Who is going to tell the few remaining beings of your kind hiding somewhere in the most far away places of the world about the downfall of the Muslim world? He thinks about it for a second while the warriors lose their smile due to the sudden interruption of the execution.
Who will tell them about all this…
He thinks about it again.
Taking down his sword. Who will tell them about all this…
He kicks the diplomats back and turns towards the warriors who obviously are not happy with the outcome of this execution.
Next time he rises his voice you will cut his tongue out of his throat.
The assembled warriors nod approving while having a big grin on their faces.
He might not be able to TELL his people about the downfall of the Muslim world but well… he still can write about it. Right? He laughs out loud and so do the warriors.
That is if we dont have to cut off his arms as well. All are laughing out again and one of the warrior shouts: Dont worry we will start with the feet first and move on up slowly.
All are laughing out loud one more time and Ugudai slowly leaves the scene.
Re: Yurt of the Khan: BC Hotseat IC thread
The diplomat smiles.
I wish you would have just killed me. Paradise would be better than watching you dogs run through the desert pretending you are men.
Re: Yurt of the Khan: BC Hotseat IC thread
Re: Yurt of the Khan: BC Hotseat IC thread
Re: Yurt of the Khan: BC Hotseat IC thread
The Yurt stops. The guards head into it and drag the diplomats out pushing them on the floor outside.
Wait here!
It is still early in the morning. The sun is just rising. The dark sky is turning blue slowly and in the very east it is lighting up in yellow and red. The morning dew has barely set on the green of the hills. The birds are tweeting loudly and anyone can feel the fresh and calmness of a nice summer morning.
Suddenly the noise is heating up. All the Mongols are cheering loudly. Out of the huge cluster of soldiers emerges one that stands above all. He precedes to the diplomats.
Suspiciously looking at them cowering on the floor.
Get up.
Glancing at them from his deep dark almond eyes.
IIII AAAM THE GREAT KHAN. The mass cheers loudly. III AAM THE GRAND DOMINATOR OF THE NORTH. more screaming and shouting. THE GREAT DOMINION OF THE EAST HAS TRIUMPHED! THE CALIPHATE HAS FALLEN! The mass is cheering up again even louder than before. The Khan gets up on the yurt while his troops are praising him loudly. He calms the mass down with a whiff of his hand. Then he starts to scream as loud as he can. MY BROTHERS IN ARMS… screaming of the mass… MY BROTHERS IN ARMS… screaming. pause of speaking LONG HAS BEEN OUR JOURNEY! cheering. pause of speaking ONCE STARTING IN THE FAR STEPS THAT WE CALL HOME WE NOW CONQUERED THE WORLD!!! Tremendous cheering. pause. Yes My Friends… yes my friends… pause. WE NOW STAND AT THE TOP OF THE HILLS OF OUR CONQUEST SEEING OUR ENEMIES CRUSHED!! Screaming and shouting/ whiff. Pause. YOU MY BROTHERS… YOU MY BROTHERS FOUGHT LIKE NO MEN HAVE EVER FOUGHT BEFORE!! cheering and screaming. YOU BE PRAISED!! screaming. YOU ARE HEROS!! cheering. ALL OF YOU!! screaming and shouting. ALL OF YOU!! cheering/ whiff MY BROTHERS… MY BROTHERS… cheering. MY BROTHERS… pause. WE NOW HEAD FORWARD TO BAGHDAD WHERE WE WILL BE WELCOMED AS THE NEW RULERS OF THE WORLD!!! Screaming and shouting. THEY WILL WELCOME US WITH ALL THE FINE THINGS THEY HAVE TO OFFER… cheering. SLAVE GIRLS AS MUCH AS ALL OF YOU WANT! Screaming. THE MOST DELICIOUS FOODS THAT ARE TO EAT IN THE WORLD! Screaming. THE MOST LUXURY YOU EVER DREAMED OF MY FRIENDS! Screaming and shouting. FOR EACH OF YOU!!! tremendous cheering. FOR EACH OF YOU!! screaming and shouting. The Khan clears if with a whiff. HERE I STAND MY BROTHERS… HERE I STAND… cheering. HERE I STAND TO TELL YOU… screaming. TO BAGHDAD! TOO BAGHDAAAD! TOOO BAAGHDAAAAAAD! While the mass is screaming loudly and endlessly the Great Khan gets off the yurt. He vigorously jumps on the soil the mass applauding and screaming. With the crowd cheering around him he vanishes in the distance.
After the baggage train starts moving again. The guards approach the diplomats pulling out their huge swords.
Your journey has now come to an end.
Turn around and bend over.
As the diplomats do as they d been told the guards raise their swords.
Vigorously but precisely the blade rushes down
cutting the ropes their hands had been tied together with.
The guards smirk. You are free!
As guards move on to catch up with the main baggage they shout loudly. ON TO A NEW AGE! ON TO A NEW AGE!