Orange, The Dramatist

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Hello there, I'm Orange! I like to think I'm a pretty easy person to talk to, so please pm me I'm so lonely feel free to pm me at any time.










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Penthos, the Greek daimon of grief, begins destroying Seattle, forcing people to feel more grief than ever. There are three true endings, each clearly labeled 'epilogue.' This is my entry for the 2017 Chaos contest.


Warning: rated 7/8 for a reason. It's about the apocalypse, so naturally, there is gore. Not excessively detailed gore, but it is still present.

The Ballad of the Orchard

The goddess of an orchard has been alone with only trees for company for the last thousand years. Then one day, a little boy comes to her orchard. There is one true ending, you'll know when you find it because it says "true ending."

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Steve's Progressive! on 5/26/2017 10:38:15 PM

*grabs popcorn* I really hope this thread is going to be as entertaining as I expect it to be. Judging by what's already happening, I bet it will. 

Newbie calling...! on 5/23/2017 8:48:53 AM

Hello Renji, welcome to CYStia! I hope you enjoy reading and writing here!

Lux in Tenebris Lucet on 5/18/2017 4:40:38 PM

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Lux in Tenebris Lucet on 5/18/2017 4:38:06 PM

I was sitting in my chambers, destroying various incriminating documents, when out of the corner of my eye, I saw a piece of paper being slipped under my door. I got up from my tiny writing desk and hurriedly swooped to the paper, picked it up and read the sloppy handwriting.

"Queen is in one of her moods. She's also calling for you. Don't die. -Helen"

Helen! Thank the gods for my only friend warning me of- oh no. The queen was well known for what we simply call, "her moods." A better substitute would be, "fits of childish rage in which she makes impossible demands and often calls for the executions of people over frivolous matters." Now she was summoning me while in one of these moods? I thanked Helen silently for warning me as I continued destroying as many documents as I could. No way was I letting anyone get his or her mitts on these while I was up for execution. Knowing the queen, she would make my execution much, MUCH worse if she found those papers.

I began sweating profusely while a thousand questions flooded my mind. Had she found me out? Did she know everything? How did she find out? Who had betrayed me? How had they found out? Just as I was considering suicide in order to escape one of Queen Clara’s brutal executions, a knock came at my chamber door. An unfamiliar voice, undoubtedly belonging to a guard, called out roughly, “her majesty, Queen Clara, the sovereign ruler of our glorious Lux Kingdom requires an audience with you.”

I thanked the gods for the door separating the guard and I so that he couldn’t see me roll my eyes. The queen demanded everyone call her, “her majesty, Queen Clara, the sovereign ruler of our glorious Lux Kingdom.” In fact, if she were in one of her moods, she’d execute anyone who called her otherwise, except me of course. One can practically get away with murder when they’re the court jester.

I muttered under my breath, “it’s a good thing she pays well, or that stupid little girl wouldn’t get anything out of me.”

My door began violently shaking as the guard tried to open it, “open up, you fool.”

“You really need to develop patience, immediately.”

The guard sighed loudly, “is that your idea of a joke? If you were my fool, I’d fire you.”

I smirked while I stuffed any and all incriminating documents in my chamber down the front of my pants. At least bad jokes could buy me a little time. Lucky for me, I lived in the only non-royal chamber that had a locking door, and man had it come in handy.

I called back to the guard, “what a hothead! That temper will get you burned one day.”

The guard groaned, but before he could say anything more, I stepped out of my chamber with a large, innocent looking grin. The guard stared at me with light eyes and blonde hair. He seemed unimpressed to say the least. At least that was what I assumed while he dragged me down to the throne room. Once inside, he kicked in my knees, forcing me to bow. I thought for a moment how rude that was, I had already planned a hilarious mocking bow. It was going to be great! Ugh, guards, right?

The guard bowed, practically to the floor, “your majesty, Queen Clara, the sovereign ruler of our glorious Lux Kingdom, here is your fool, as requested.”

A high pitched voice, which sounded more like a dog whining than an actual human voice sounded out, “leave, Abner."

“Y-yes, my liege,” the guard scuttled away.

I looked up at the queen and tried not to laugh, as I did every time I saw her. She sat on her throne in in an over-sized pink gown, her blonde hair down to her knees. Her legs weren’t even long enough for her feet to reach the marble floor. Then again, Queen Clara was only twelve years old, so it really was no surprise she couldn’t reach.

“Why are you laughing?!” the queen snapped at me.

“I’m laughing because even the rats in the sewer are better suited to be queen.”

Her hands gripped the arms of her throne, knuckles as white as snow. Through gritted teeth, she addressed me, “drop the act, Lucien, there’s nobody in here but us. Oh, and take off that stupid hat.”

“Yeah, all right, Clara,” I grabbed the jester’s hat and dragged it off my head, revealing my bright blonde hair.

“We're your queen, infidel! You WILL address us as such!” she pointed at me, her face red.

I was getting really tired of that child’s anger management issues, so I just smirked and replied, “yeah, okay, Clara.”

Then the spoiled brat began to laugh, a disgusting, throaty laugh so utterly repulsive, it made me want to vomit with its very existence. I find it quite amazing how funny entitled brats find outright refusal to their authority. Moments later, the queen calmed down and addressed me again, “Lucien, we've heard awful news. There is a traitor, somewhere in OUR Luz Kingdom who has been gathering information and selling it to that horrible sham of a king: Colby.” 

She said the name in a slight whisper, as if saying it too loud would cause him to appear. Colby was, of course, the king of the Tenebris Kingdom, also known in these parts as the kingdom we’re on and off at war with. I nodded slowly, knowing full well who the spy was for King Colby.

Clara continued, “we've heard rumors that his name is Dwayne and that he’s been spying on us, taking our information, and selling it to Tenebris Kingdom and King Colby. Lucien, we have to get rid of this Dwayne guy or we're done for. If King Colby knows that we've been planning on attacking from the East…the Luz Kingdom is done for!”

Oh no. Dwayne? She wants Dwayne..? “This can’t be happening,” my mind repeated over and over. I stood in shock, unmoving and unable to think while Clara went on, “you already spy on King Colby for us so maybe try to figure out who this Dwayne is. No wait, not maybe. Our order as her majesty, Queen Clara, the sovereign ruler of the glorious Lux Kingdom is to find this Dwayne spy and KILL HIM!” She seemed almost desperate as tears sprung to her eyes and she whispered, "please."

My head spinned, "how did you learn about this? Who told you? What information do you have about this Dwayne?"

"There was a note on our dresser that said a Tenebris Kingdom spy named Dwayne had been stealing information from us for years and that he's trying to kill us. We don't know who left it and we don't know who Dwayne is but PLEASE, Lucien! You must kill him!" her voice dropped to a whisper, "I'm- we're so scared."

Pathetic. She was absolutely pathetic. Without a word or even a bow, I walked out of the throne room, my head pounding. I didn't even bother to return to my chamber to pack up my things, I just walked out of the palace and through the city, on my way to Tenebris Kingdom. Once out of Lux City, I hopped onto the forest path that led straight to Tenebris City, the capital of Tenebris Kingdom. Surprisingly, it was a relatively short path between the kingdoms and could be traveled at a walking speed in only around four hours. 

I couldn't believe Clara wanted me to kill Dwayne. KILL Dwayne?! No way could I do such a thing. That'd be suicide! For in all truth of the matter, I was Dwayne. My cover was a that of a traveling jester who went kingdom to kingdom, telling my jokes to kings and queens all over the world. Truthfully, I'd only ever been to Lux Kingdom and Tenebris Kingdom, but nobody really knew that, well, aside from Queen Clara and King Colby. My real job was that of a spy, who spied on one kingdom and leaked their secrets to the other. Of course, neither Clara nor Colby knew I was a double crosser. The life of a double agent is to gain everyone's trust, money, and information, while not having to actually put in the work to be trustworthy.

I gritted my teeth as I thought about Clara. Who had let it slip that Dwayne was spying on her? I thanked the gods for my double identity, otherwise my head would've already been on the chopping block. I was Lucien while in the Lux Kingdom and Dwayne while in the Tenebris Kingdom, but what now? If I came back to Lux Kingdom while Dwayne was still alive, Clara would most likely execute me. She'd take it straight as an act of treachery, uncaring for my awkward position. I almost laughed at the absurdity: I was on a mission to kill myself. After a long time of walking and feeling sorry for myself, I came upon the realization that I couldn't just make Dwayne "disappear." Even if I managed to make Dwayne "disappear" and pretended that I killed him, my career would be over. It's impossible to be a double agent with one persona. In fact, it's impossible to be a single agent with one persona. Being a spy means putting on an act, and I had no act without Dwayne.

After a long and emotionally excruciating walk, I arrived at Tenebris Kingdom, completely unsure of what I was going to do. My feet, on the other hand, were confident that I was headed straight towards the palace and so led me there. I watched myself tell a joke to a guard at the gate of the castle and subsequently be allowed in.  I seemed to disconnect from myself as a servant with black hair and dark eyes asked me, "Dwayne? Is that you? I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you're here two weeks too early."

I looked at the guard, "perhaps your calendar is two weeks too late. I'm here right on time."

The servant stood there with the expression of a child who had been caught stealing money out of the priest's collection basket. "Y-y-yes, I b-believe you're right, sir. I apologize for any inconvenience."

I almost laughed, "you're bowing down to a fool who's obviously in the wrong? What now? Does the king bow down to you?"

The servant take a sharp intake of breath, "come now, I'll take you to your quarters and let the king know that you're here."

To my dismay, it appeared the king was much more open than I would prefer about how helpful I was to the Tenebris Kingdom. If even a servant would bend backwards for a traveling jester, there's no saying how much Colby had blabber about me. I sighed as I walked into the room the servant led me to. He politely opened the door, "I'm afraid we can't give you your usual quarters, but I do hope this room is up to your high standards."

"I'm a fool, a dumpster is up to my standards."

"Y-yes, of course, sir. My name is Donavon, please call for me if you need anything," with that, Donavon left.

I sat on the tiny bed in my chamber, looking around, I realized that he still gave me a room with only one bed. I smirked, Colby was going to get it for making his staff wait on me so much. A fool is meant to be mocked, not admired. How suspicious everyone must be! I took the incriminating documents out of my pants and looked them over. Among them were battle formations, secret messages, and the names of numerous spies from the Lux Kingdom. I figured if I presented these to Colby and completely screwed over Clara, he'd pay me enough to support the rest of my life and I'd never have to spy again.

A while later, a knock came at the door, "excuse me, Dwayne? The king requested an audience with you."

I opened the door slowly to see Donavon standing there. I held the papers close to my chest, "he requests an audience with me? Then I suppose I should start clapping."

"I'm sorry, sir?"

"Well if he wants me to be his audience, I should clap, no?"

Donavon showed a smile, but I could see in his eyes that he was completely unamused. Unfortunately, I was a horrible fool. My jokes were probably the worst in the entire Tenebris Kingdom, but that didn't matter. It's not as if being a fool was my real job. I followed Donavon to the throne room, rolling my eyes all the way. If Clara was annoying, I didn't even know what to call Colby.

He sat on a black velvet throne, his dark hair and eyes practically blending into the fabric. King Colby was a large buffoon of a man and I never quite figured out why he kept a fool like me around, when just his face was enough to make anyone laugh. He looked at me, all four of his chins jiggling with the movement. "Dwayne!" he called out with his hefty voice and wide smile, showing his rotten teeth.

I thanked the gods I wasn't standing right by him so I didn't have to smell his undoubtedly disgusting breath. I spoke to him in what I hoped was a voice that wouldn't show my repulsion, "hello, King Colby."

Donavon bowed deeply, then hurriedly left the room. Colby addressed his attendants standing around in the room, "if you wouldn't mind, I would like to speak to my fool privately."

The court cleared until it was only Colby and I. He addressed me, a string of drool escaping from the corner of his mouth, "Dwayne, I'm glad you're here. I wasn't expecting you for a while, but I need you. I received a note on my dresser."

Colby picked up a piece of paper and read it aloud, "King Colby, there is a traitor amongst you. His name is Lucien and he's been selling information to the Lux Kingdom. His ultimate plan is to kill you. Salutations, a friend."

I stood there in numb shock. Who was it? Who found out about me and was playing this joke. I gripped the papers in my hand, these would probably be useless now, Colby thought Lucien wanted to kill him. That's ridiculous, as repulsive as Colby was and as annoying as Clara was, I still wouldn't kill those who give generous payouts for surprisingly easily attainable information. I shook my head at Colby, "are you really going to believe such a message? Someone snuck into your room just to give you a private message. Isn't that a little suspicious?"

King Colby's massive head shook, his chins flapping along. He spoke, "I know it seems suspicious but," 

My heart sped up as he continued, "I must take every threat seriously. This Lucien, whoever he is, may be planning to murder me. I need him stopped! Look, Dwayne, you and I have worked together for years and you've never betrayed me. You're one of the, no wait, you're the only one I can trust with this kind of information. Please, do anything in your power to get rid of this Lucien. I won't be able to sleep at night until I'm sure he's dealt with."

Idiot! These stupid monarchs are so gullible! They seriously believe something some lunatic scribbled on a note and put on their dresser? They should be trying to whoever wrote those notes to death, not me! Sweat trickled down my back as I thought of what was to happen to me. I couldn't turn myself in, that'd be suicide. If I told Colby that Lucien was my undercover identity in the Lux Kingdom, he'd probably start poking around further, trying to find out why the note said what it did. I'd undoubtably be found out. There was no way to keep my job. No way to live at all unless I just ran away. I addressed the king, "King Colby," I bowed, "I'll do everything in my power to find and kill this Lucien."

I hurriedly rushed out of the throne room, dropping the documents I had hoped to receive a pretty penny for. They were useless to me now. I ran out of the castle, past a hundred black-haired, dark-eyed onlookers, out of Tenebris City, and tried my best to get somewhere, anywhere. I ran off the forest path leading to Lux Kingdom and into the dense woods, unsure of what I was running from. Myself? Maybe I'd gone crazy and written notes from my two aliases, bringing the attention to my other persona to the monarchs. Then again, that was unlikely. Last I checked, I was at least mostly sane.

I peered around with my dark eyes and ran my hand through my light hair, trying to find somewhere to sit down and think about what was going on and what to do about it. Just as I was about to pass out on a bed of moss, a female voice rang out, "you're almost as bad at running as you are at jokes."

I turned around, my arms flailing wildly, "who?!" I yelled out. Then, I saw her. She had brown hair and hazel eyes. She looked as though she didn't belong in Lux Kingdom or Tenebris Kingdom. She chuckled at me as I stared at her, "I've always wondered, is your real name Lucien or Dwayne? You don't look as though you're really from either."

I almost cracked a smile as I pushed aside the thousand questions flooding my mind. The answer to her question was that I had learned long ago that standing out is the only way to blend in. I look out of place in both Tenebris and Lux; that's what she was thinking, wasn't it? Nobody expects me to be a spy due to me standing out so much. I'd have to be a horrible spy to stick out like a sore thumb like I do, right? I've actually never been caught or even suspected, well, until now.

I gathered up my courage and asked in a strong voice, "how did you find me?"

"I've been following you since you left  the Tenebris Palace," she stated simply.

"Well, after I gave the King of Tenebris Kingdom and the Queen of Lux Kingdom a small clue, I had to see what happened to their favorite spy and would-be assassin."

The blood froze in my veins, I simply couldn't believe it. In front of me stood the woman who stole my life. She was the one who planted those notes, who made Clara and Colby believe my other alias was out to get them. My hands clenched as blood rushed to my face and my heart seemed to ball up inside me. "WHY?! Why did you do this to me?! My life is over because of you!" 

Without warning, the woman had a knife at my throat, "you're right, your life is over." With that, she plunged the knife into my neck and killed me almost instantly.

Esther looked down at the man she had just killed, blood pouring from his throat. She sighed as she separated his head from the rest of his body. Esther really hated killing and gore, but she knew it had to be done in order to serve the Crepusculum Kingdom.  She whispered the county's motto to herself as she worked, "lux in tenebris lucet, lux in tenebris lucet," she whispered it over and over again. 

Once the head was off, she put it in a sack, careful to make sure there was no blood on the face. She planned to send the head to King Colby, in order to make him think Queen Clara was sending him the head of her spy as a threat. Her biggest regret was that she could only send Lucien/Dwayne's head to only one monarch. She picked up the sack and began walking out of the woods, just a bit more meddling and her Dream could come true: Lux and Tenebris would enter a long and bitter war. She smirked as she thought of Lux and Tenebris, too weak to go on, and completely vulnerable. She laughed as she thought of the great Crepusculum army marching in and taking over both kingdoms.

Chaos Contest Results on 5/15/2017 10:24:06 PM

WHOOOO THIRD PLACE!!! Congratuverylations to everyone who entered and actually completed their entry! I can't believe I got third, I'm so happy!

Hello on 5/14/2017 1:02:47 PM

Hello and welcome to CYStia! I hope you enjoy reading and writing here! You can call me Orange or Orange; I don't mind which.

Wonderfully 16 on 5/14/2017 11:47:43 AM

Was your birthday yesterday or two days ago? Either way, happy (late) birthday!

Chaos Contest on 5/12/2017 1:54:11 AM

Patience, grasshopper.

Hello! EchoedAudacity is in the House on 5/11/2017 5:53:40 PM

Hello and welcome to CYStia! I hope you enjoy reading and writing here! Good luck on your schoolwork, as well.

merlinfire the newbie, an old CYOA fan on 5/11/2017 5:51:43 PM

Hello and welcome to CYStia! I hope you enjoy reading and writing here!