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Leo's Parade Diaries:
At-Home Parades
I'm not one that narrates normally because I usually let my king do the talking, but I am leader of the bugle section of Kriegland's Royal Ensemble, March the Lion. My brother, Drum the Lion, leads the drummers. You've probably figured out as a result that my king is His Majesty, King Leo V of Kriegland, also known as the superhero Captain Kriegland. (Likewise, King Lionel XVIII of Leonine is the Monarch Major.) Due to safety concerns over the large crowds that Leo the Patriotic Lion was to draw just from the fact he is our President, both kings attended the festivities, but the ensembles did not march in the parade. King Ross II (Regal Rat) of Ratatat and King Lacklund of 1776 did not travel to San Antonio either. They stayed home.
Due to the stormy weather we got, Wildcat City wasn't able to do its usual parades or fireworks displays. But that didn't bother the people, considering they just watched the big displays, and they felt buying personal fireworks was a waste of time and money. ("Think of all the starving people all around the world we could feed with that money!" they'd preach, clearly influenced by Leo's mass amounts of bellowing. But since Cripto bailed us all out of debt, nobody can rightfully say that anymore.) So nobody had a problem with Mayor Jabowitz ordering the city dome to go up, and people put up their personal domes to double down on safety.
So how did we celebrate Independence Day? The public live streamed or watched the news broadcasting the big celebration in San Antonio, and said prayers for Leo while at church. For the four regal ensembles, we held our own parades around the halls of Dark Wolf's castle and through our special residences, and CNG not only boosted our musical and physical abilities, but gave us the ability of endless marching. We could march for hours on end, or at least stand like soldiers at attention for hours, and we would not get tired.
Now please note that the four monarchs and their regal ensembles are not Drumbums by definition, because of the fact it would have been seen as beneath us. However, CNG gave us all the qualities of being a Drumbum, and since we were living in the United States now, it wasn't beneath us at that point. King Lionel may be notorious for parading around naked with only a shako (parade hat) and his signature rope-tensioned snare drum, but as he frequently points out, it's the same type of anatomy you'd see with icons such as Tony the Tiger, who are traditionally portrayed as naked animals. But there's nothing showing that shouldn't be showing, so it is not indecent exposure.
As a result, but only whenever we are in private settings and not in public, we join in the Drumbums in either going naked or appearing in swimsuits and speedos. This caused a fuss on the internet, but CNG punished anybody who complained about it by giving them an electric shock every time they had an impure thought. Harsh, but it's true. (Remember, it wants humanity to be extinct.) Why would we do this on the internet? The musical payroll authorities (which include humans and animals) ask for it because it's their way of helping others to identify us when we're not formally dressed in our uniforms, or in formal wear. Thus, it isn't uncommon to see us doing our assignments this way. Plus, it's summer; one can easily get overheated in a drum major's uniform. (A tiger playing clarinet under the command of Leo the Tiger once suffered heatstroke, as a matter of fact. No need to worry about it; he made a rapid recovery.)
We marched around the castle and residences, but we weren't filming anything until we were stoically standing still in the throne room of King Leo. Our parade began with just the four regal ensembles, but finished with a whole lot more, because the Drumbums were on parade. A squadron of yellow labradors serving as Drumbums also made their debut, and so when we started filming, they were the first to march in, and they kept in step as my brother commanded the ensembles to begin a strict militaristic cadence on the drums.
The resulting video we posted on YouTube for the musical payroll was a large concert of mainly patriotic music, with an occasional random song (such as a video game number) being thrown into the mix. The payroll critics who specialize in percussion appreicate the duet between Timpani Tiger and the timpani rat that plays in King Ross's ensmeble, because they arranged their timpani in such a way that they were trapped inside with no way out, and the way they were drumming indicated their stress over the fact they couldn't escape, and were allegedly doomed to a lifetime of continuous drumming.
One of the yellow labs was appointed leader of the Drumbum Yellow Labs, and he accepted his position when my brother beat a drum roll (dubbed the "drum roll of honor"), and he saluted at the end of it. He then demonstrated his potential by conducting his favorite military march ("When Johnny Comes Marching Home"), and all musicians present played the march. We then did a segment where me and my fellow lions did a drum battle with King Lionel's Loyals (his royal ensemble), although it wasn't really a battle of sorts where a winner would be crowned. It really was more of a call-and-response, and both ensemble joined forces for one impressive finale.
To complete the concert, one of the Drumbum Otters marched in carrying Old Glory, and held it in the proper position as the others saluted it, and the others began the drum roll that led to the playing of our national anthem. We took a bit of a breather afterwards to rest, even though we were just drinking protein shakes, because we wanted to get right to our solo assignments for the day, all of which also had a patriotic theme to them. The leader of the yellow labs marched while saluting as another yellow lab played a snare drum, but this was to show the first lab's role as leader. The drummer played the traditional "Army 2/4" cadence for this. Off-camera, the lab then marched over to the timpani rat and Timpani Tiger, who both beat a drum roll as he stood at attention, and he saluted at the end of the roll. (Another lion crashed a gong to signal the end.)
King Lacklund and his son, Prince Lacklund, did fife and drum routines for their payroll assignments. The other assignments came later, and for a special guest appearance, Marcus the Minotaur arrived and led all of us an intense taiko drumming session, with the bass drums and timpani booming to simulate the sounds of thunder. The prince (Lacklund) had a bit of sensitivity to noise, so he stuck on some noise-sensitive headphones. (He also stuck it out because his father was involved in the drumming.)
That's how we celebrated July 4. Did all of you have a good one? I hope you did. Stay alert and stay safe, and we will get through this ongoing CNG crisis together.
THE END
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Leo's Parade Diaries:
At-Home Parades
I'm not one that narrates normally because I usually let my king do the talking, but I am leader of the bugle section of Kriegland's Royal Ensemble, March the Lion. My brother, Drum the Lion, leads the drummers. You've probably figured out as a result that my king is His Majesty, King Leo V of Kriegland, also known as the superhero Captain Kriegland. (Likewise, King Lionel XVIII of Leonine is the Monarch Major.) Due to safety concerns over the large crowds that Leo the Patriotic Lion was to draw just from the fact he is our President, both kings attended the festivities, but the ensembles did not march in the parade. King Ross II (Regal Rat) of Ratatat and King Lacklund of 1776 did not travel to San Antonio either. They stayed home.
Due to the stormy weather we got, Wildcat City wasn't able to do its usual parades or fireworks displays. But that didn't bother the people, considering they just watched the big displays, and they felt buying personal fireworks was a waste of time and money. ("Think of all the starving people all around the world we could feed with that money!" they'd preach, clearly influenced by Leo's mass amounts of bellowing. But since Cripto bailed us all out of debt, nobody can rightfully say that anymore.) So nobody had a problem with Mayor Jabowitz ordering the city dome to go up, and people put up their personal domes to double down on safety.
So how did we celebrate Independence Day? The public live streamed or watched the news broadcasting the big celebration in San Antonio, and said prayers for Leo while at church. For the four regal ensembles, we held our own parades around the halls of Dark Wolf's castle and through our special residences, and CNG not only boosted our musical and physical abilities, but gave us the ability of endless marching. We could march for hours on end, or at least stand like soldiers at attention for hours, and we would not get tired.
Now please note that the four monarchs and their regal ensembles are not Drumbums by definition, because of the fact it would have been seen as beneath us. However, CNG gave us all the qualities of being a Drumbum, and since we were living in the United States now, it wasn't beneath us at that point. King Lionel may be notorious for parading around naked with only a shako (parade hat) and his signature rope-tensioned snare drum, but as he frequently points out, it's the same type of anatomy you'd see with icons such as Tony the Tiger, who are traditionally portrayed as naked animals. But there's nothing showing that shouldn't be showing, so it is not indecent exposure.
As a result, but only whenever we are in private settings and not in public, we join in the Drumbums in either going naked or appearing in swimsuits and speedos. This caused a fuss on the internet, but CNG punished anybody who complained about it by giving them an electric shock every time they had an impure thought. Harsh, but it's true. (Remember, it wants humanity to be extinct.) Why would we do this on the internet? The musical payroll authorities (which include humans and animals) ask for it because it's their way of helping others to identify us when we're not formally dressed in our uniforms, or in formal wear. Thus, it isn't uncommon to see us doing our assignments this way. Plus, it's summer; one can easily get overheated in a drum major's uniform. (A tiger playing clarinet under the command of Leo the Tiger once suffered heatstroke, as a matter of fact. No need to worry about it; he made a rapid recovery.)
We marched around the castle and residences, but we weren't filming anything until we were stoically standing still in the throne room of King Leo. Our parade began with just the four regal ensembles, but finished with a whole lot more, because the Drumbums were on parade. A squadron of yellow labradors serving as Drumbums also made their debut, and so when we started filming, they were the first to march in, and they kept in step as my brother commanded the ensembles to begin a strict militaristic cadence on the drums.
The resulting video we posted on YouTube for the musical payroll was a large concert of mainly patriotic music, with an occasional random song (such as a video game number) being thrown into the mix. The payroll critics who specialize in percussion appreicate the duet between Timpani Tiger and the timpani rat that plays in King Ross's ensmeble, because they arranged their timpani in such a way that they were trapped inside with no way out, and the way they were drumming indicated their stress over the fact they couldn't escape, and were allegedly doomed to a lifetime of continuous drumming.
One of the yellow labs was appointed leader of the Drumbum Yellow Labs, and he accepted his position when my brother beat a drum roll (dubbed the "drum roll of honor"), and he saluted at the end of it. He then demonstrated his potential by conducting his favorite military march ("When Johnny Comes Marching Home"), and all musicians present played the march. We then did a segment where me and my fellow lions did a drum battle with King Lionel's Loyals (his royal ensemble), although it wasn't really a battle of sorts where a winner would be crowned. It really was more of a call-and-response, and both ensemble joined forces for one impressive finale.
To complete the concert, one of the Drumbum Otters marched in carrying Old Glory, and held it in the proper position as the others saluted it, and the others began the drum roll that led to the playing of our national anthem. We took a bit of a breather afterwards to rest, even though we were just drinking protein shakes, because we wanted to get right to our solo assignments for the day, all of which also had a patriotic theme to them. The leader of the yellow labs marched while saluting as another yellow lab played a snare drum, but this was to show the first lab's role as leader. The drummer played the traditional "Army 2/4" cadence for this. Off-camera, the lab then marched over to the timpani rat and Timpani Tiger, who both beat a drum roll as he stood at attention, and he saluted at the end of the roll. (Another lion crashed a gong to signal the end.)
King Lacklund and his son, Prince Lacklund, did fife and drum routines for their payroll assignments. The other assignments came later, and for a special guest appearance, Marcus the Minotaur arrived and led all of us an intense taiko drumming session, with the bass drums and timpani booming to simulate the sounds of thunder. The prince (Lacklund) had a bit of sensitivity to noise, so he stuck on some noise-sensitive headphones. (He also stuck it out because his father was involved in the drumming.)
That's how we celebrated July 4. Did all of you have a good one? I hope you did. Stay alert and stay safe, and we will get through this ongoing CNG crisis together.
THE END
Leo's Parade Diaries: At-Home Parades
Due to the stormy weather and safety concerns after huge crowds, Wildcat City couldn't hold its regular 4th of July festivals, and many who marched in Leo the Patriotic Lion's inauguration parade couldn't march in the big birthday parade. But that doesn't stop anybody from celebrating anyway.
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