Yggdrasill: Kings Of The World

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Marquis de Gramont Henri Désiré Monvoisin exited The Space Elevator into The High Table's Meeting Room. Everything was in place. He'd sent Grand Banditisme's most bloodthirsty assassins and mercenaries after John and Carmella on top of the swarming army that would be coming after them. All they could do now was plan and wait. Deciding to focus on the now he approached The Grand Table and noticed one of them had already arrived.

"'allo 'allo, mon good monsieur, what a finé dai we aré 'avéng haire todai." He greeted the the gentleman.

The snow white haired gentleman in the dark suit rotated his chair around and stood up to greet him. He was tall, powerfully built and with the aura a Devil despite his gentlemanly attire. Henri kept his game face on but narrowed his eyes slightly. Of course it would be him.

"Bonsoir, monsieur Monvoisin! How long has it been, my old friend?" He greeted him jovially.

Not long énough, Mars." Henri responded while he and the dark suited man approached each other and stopped a mere five feet away from each other.

"Now is that anyway to greet an old war buddy?" He challenged. "Come on now, I have a perfectly fine name. Feel free to use it."

"As you wish, Arés Blakburn. Voilà, tu es content maintenant?"

"Ecstatic." High Table 4th Seat Ares Blackburn chuckled. "We should all get along so well, Henri." He put an arm around The Frenchman and they walked to the table. "It's been a long time since we've all been together in this sacred place, old friend, we should treat it like the holy event that it is." 

ARES BLACKBURN!

[Valhalla Erikson]

A luxurious Lemo pulled up at the front entrance of the majestic tower, Jessica Brannon would be lying if she'd say she doesn't feel anxious right now. Even though she's used to being in the presence of a band of brutal killers the ones within this building take it to a whole new level, the best thing she could do to help calm her nerves is to hum The Imperial March while looking up at the tower.



She hears a familiar laughter from the back seat and then felt two hands placed gently on her arms. "I can just picture someone in the control room commanding a Death Laser from above. Then just before millions of inhabitants could figure out what the hell happened they're snuffed out *snaps her fingers* just like that" Johnny Brannon commented from the back then leans forward, she pulls her sister close to her and rest her chin on the top of her head.



"Not the most accurate quote but spelled out how real that was regardless" Jessica oddly felt a sense of ease, regardless of their nature it felt a little comforting that she'll be with familiar faces there. (Please don't leave me alone in there)

(I won't) Johnny kissed the top of Jess's head. Their tender sibling moment was interrupted by a scoff from the Patriarch of The Brannon family



Jeremiah Brannon, to the average outsider he may look like the typical sitcom suburban dad but it's really a cover to hide a nightmare fuel induced horror that lurks within a seemingly ordinary individual. His cold gaze fixated towards his Granddaughters who instantly straightened in attention. "More like a billion. For a planet that size to house only millions of people they must have done something wrong"

Jessica and Johnny looked in surprise,

"I know cinema ladies. But now isn't the place for that. Consider this a nice learning experience for the two of you. Getting to rub elbows with some high-ranking officials, put your name out there, but remember the golden rule"

"Never show vulnerability" Johnny and Jessica say simultaneously.

"Never. Go with that and you'll always have an edge. Now, go help your Great Grandpa out of the limo"

Outside Jessica Brannon took one last look at the building, she wonders if it was a wise choice for Grandpa to leave her younger sister Jean with Dad and the rest of the family at the farm. But her grandfather assured that nothing will happen to her. He made her father promise that. She made a silent promise to return for her before opening the back of the car. She can hear Johnny wheeling out their great grandfather who sits on a wheelchair.



Just being within five feet of him made the hairs on the back of Jessica's neck stand on end. You'd be forgiven if you mistook him as a zombie. Or some form of Ghoul.

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Jun 1, 2023 7:59:06 GMT Valhalla Erikson said:

A luxurious Lemo pulled up at the front entrance of the majestic tower, Jessica Brannon would be lying if she'd say she doesn't feel anxious right now. Even though she's used to being in the presence of a band of brutal killers the ones within this building take it to a whole new level, the best thing she could do to help calm her nerves is to hum The Imperial March while looking up at the tower.



She hears a familiar laughter from the back seat and then felt two hands placed gently on her arms. "I can just picture someone in the control room commanding a Death Laser from above. Then just before millions of inhabitants could figure out what the hell happened they're snuffed out *snaps her fingers* just like that" Johnny Brannon commented from the back then leans forward, she pulls her sister close to her and rest her chin on the top of her head.



"Not the most accurate quote but spelled out how real that was regardless" Jessica oddly felt a sense of ease, regardless of their nature it felt a little comforting that she'll be with familiar faces there. (Please don't leave me alone in there)

(I won't) Johnny kissed the top of Jess's head. Their tender sibling moment was interrupted by a scoff from the Patriarch of The Brannon family



Jeremiah Brannon, to the average outsider he may look like the typical sitcom suburban dad but it's really a cover to hide a nightmare fuel induced horror that lurks within a seemingly ordinary individual. His cold gaze fixated towards his Granddaughters who instantly straightened in attention. "More like a billion. For a planet that size to house only millions of people they must have done something wrong"

Jessica and Johnny looked in surprise,

"I know cinema ladies. But now isn't the place for that. Consider this a nice learning experience for the two of you. Getting to rub elbows with some high-ranking officials, put your name out there, but remember the golden rule"

"Never show vulnerability" Johnny and Jessica say simultaneously.

"Never. Go with that and you'll always have an edge. Now, go help your Great Grandpa out of the limo"

Outside Jessica Brannon took one last look at the building, she wonders if it was a wise choice for Grandpa to leave her younger sister Jean with Dad and the rest of the family at the farm. But her grandfather assured that nothing will happen to her. He made her father promise that. She made a silent promise to return for her before opening the back of the car. She can hear Johnny wheeling out their great grandfather who sits on a wheelchair.


Just being within five feet of him made the hairs on the back of Jessica's neck stand on end. You'd be forgiven if you mistook him as a zombie. Or some form of Ghoul.

Granpa's one of the greatest killers there ever was! 

This is getting very interesting. I continue to be impressed by how much you've expanded the greater extended members of The Brannon Clan! Taking a squad of villains from Derrick's past and turning them into their own class and category of big players within the lore of the world! Way to go man! An excellent way to bring in Jeremiah and Grandpa! This is an excellent chance to get more in depth with their characters. 

[Valhalla Erikson]

Jun 1, 2023 7:59:06 GMT Valhalla Erikson said:

A luxurious Lemo pulled up at the front entrance of the majestic tower, Jessica Brannon would be lying if she'd say she doesn't feel anxious right now. Even though she's used to being in the presence of a band of brutal killers the ones within this building take it to a whole new level, the best thing she could do to help calm her nerves is to hum The Imperial March while looking up at the tower.



She hears a familiar laughter from the back seat and then felt two hands placed gently on her arms. "I can just picture someone in the control room commanding a Death Laser from above. Then just before millions of inhabitants could figure out what the hell happened they're snuffed out *snaps her fingers* just like that" Johnny Brannon commented from the back then leans forward, she pulls her sister close to her and rest her chin on the top of her head.



"Not the most accurate quote but spelled out how real that was regardless" Jessica oddly felt a sense of ease, regardless of their nature it felt a little comforting that she'll be with familiar faces there. (Please don't leave me alone in there)

(I won't) Johnny kissed the top of Jess's head. Their tender sibling moment was interrupted by a scoff from the Patriarch of The Brannon family



Jeremiah Brannon, to the average outsider he may look like the typical sitcom suburban dad but it's really a cover to hide a nightmare fuel induced horror that lurks within a seemingly ordinary individual. His cold gaze fixated towards his Granddaughters who instantly straightened in attention. "More like a billion. For a planet that size to house only millions of people they must have done something wrong"

Jessica and Johnny looked in surprise,

"I know cinema ladies. But now isn't the place for that. Consider this a nice learning experience for the two of you. Getting to rub elbows with some high-ranking officials, put your name out there, but remember the golden rule"

"Never show vulnerability" Johnny and Jessica say simultaneously.

"Never. Go with that and you'll always have an edge. Now, go help your Great Grandpa out of the limo"

Outside Jessica Brannon took one last look at the building, she wonders if it was a wise choice for Grandpa to leave her younger sister Jean with Dad and the rest of the family at the farm. But her grandfather assured that nothing will happen to her. He made her father promise that. She made a silent promise to return for her before opening the back of the car. She can hear Johnny wheeling out their great grandfather who sits on a wheelchair.



Just being within five feet of him made the hairs on the back of Jessica's neck stand on end. You'd be forgiven if you mistook him as a zombie. Or some form of Ghoul.

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Jun 1, 2023 7:59:06 GMT Valhalla Erikson said:

A luxurious Lemo pulled up at the front entrance of the majestic tower, Jessica Brannon would be lying if she'd say she doesn't feel anxious right now. Even though she's used to being in the presence of a band of brutal killers the ones within this building take it to a whole new level, the best thing she could do to help calm her nerves is to hum The Imperial March while looking up at the tower.



She hears a familiar laughter from the back seat and then felt two hands placed gently on her arms. "I can just picture someone in the control room commanding a Death Laser from above. Then just before millions of inhabitants could figure out what the hell happened they're snuffed out *snaps her fingers* just like that" Johnny Brannon commented from the back then leans forward, she pulls her sister close to her and rest her chin on the top of her head.



"Not the most accurate quote but spelled out how real that was regardless" Jessica oddly felt a sense of ease, regardless of their nature it felt a little comforting that she'll be with familiar faces there. (Please don't leave me alone in there)

(I won't) Johnny kissed the top of Jess's head. Their tender sibling moment was interrupted by a scoff from the Patriarch of The Brannon family



Jeremiah Brannon, to the average outsider he may look like the typical sitcom suburban dad but it's really a cover to hide a nightmare fuel induced horror that lurks within a seemingly ordinary individual. His cold gaze fixated towards his Granddaughters who instantly straightened in attention. "More like a billion. For a planet that size to house only millions of people they must have done something wrong"

Jessica and Johnny looked in surprise,

"I know cinema ladies. But now isn't the place for that. Consider this a nice learning experience for the two of you. Getting to rub elbows with some high-ranking officials, put your name out there, but remember the golden rule"

"Never show vulnerability" Johnny and Jessica say simultaneously.

"Never. Go with that and you'll always have an edge. Now, go help your Great Grandpa out of the limo"

Outside Jessica Brannon took one last look at the building, she wonders if it was a wise choice for Grandpa to leave her younger sister Jean with Dad and the rest of the family at the farm. But her grandfather assured that nothing will happen to her. He made her father promise that. She made a silent promise to return for her before opening the back of the car. She can hear Johnny wheeling out their great grandfather who sits on a wheelchair.


Just being within five feet of him made the hairs on the back of Jessica's neck stand on end. You'd be forgiven if you mistook him as a zombie. Or some form of Ghoul.

They were quickly followed by a floating limousine that arrived soon after and floated down to the ground. Its tires rotating out so it could land. Once it touched down the doors opened and Walkin' On The Sun could be briefly heard playing out of the speakers before it shut off and a classy elegant fine dressed woman stepped out of the limousine flanked by three mercenaries clad in advanced powered armor. The woman looked out at the world through rose colored classes and wore a fancy suit but her sinister aura was only matched by Grandpa Brannon. This was Irene Wartooth and she was flanked by three members of the Brotherhood Of Sin's Wrath Division: Kilgore, Hannibal and Maverick. 





Irene studied the situation before she strolled over and gently shook Jeremiah's hand. "Jeremiah. You look amazing and I see the family is lovely as ever. You should be proud."

"Irene. It's been ages. How's the war profiteering?"

"Bloody as ever but there's always a market." She laughed good naturedly.

"Wonderful. I see your boys have some new suits."

"You like them? Upgrades from Archstopholes. Say what you want about the woman but her products are reliable."

"Of course. Just be sure to read the fine print with her."

"Oh of course. But I'm sure even she knows better than to cross us." She looked over to the daughters who'd finished getting Grandfather out of the limo and she walked over to them, crouched down and slid her hands under his. "Hello old friend. How have you been?" 

The mercenaries meanwhile stood back and silently observed the situation.

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Ares paused in his conversation with Henri to turn and look out the window down at ground level. "Ahhh there you are. Right on time, Jeremiah."