[center][h3]Pridemoor - Mahora[/h3]

A shrill screech boomed across Mahora's skies.

From the clouds plummeted a golden star. The sparkling comet's limbs panicked in all directions as its velocity increased. Finally, reaching a tremendous speed, it ignited into flames. The king's mighty armor contributed to this absurd heaviness; with unnecessary decor came unnecessary weight. Faster and faster the knight advanced towards the ground. From what little consciousness he had, Pridemoor could identify the outline of a figure below himself. Failing to take notice of her [i]floating[/i] over his plummeting, he could only scream out nonsensically:

"CATCH ME CATCH ME CATCH [b]MEEEEEE!!!![/b]"

Thankfully, the blazing, golden meteor was nowhere near to striking the poor girl. It missed her by a few feet, and proceeded to tear through the facility's roofing. Pridemoor's terrible form crashed through two hallways before finally colliding with the ground floor. And, as anticipated with things such as comets, the landing was tremendous. Fire exploded upward, high enough to surge through the roof's newly made hole. Windows closer to the impact shattered outward, and the entire school shook horribly. After a few moments, everything grew quiet once more. 

From the crater, a crash site that practically took over the entire hallway, a groan floated above the chaotic aftermath. Pridemoor, trembling in pure shock, made failed attempts to crawl out from the ditch. Finally, in a dazed state, he gave up, crumpled up on his side, and began babbling nonsense.

"T-Thrones... confetti... crowns...."
[@Black Alice][/center]