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Josef Kampf

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Ottoman

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Deceased

So begins...

Josef Kampf's Story

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Character Portrait: Josef Kampf Character Portrait: Augustus Character Portrait: Wing Kampf Character Portrait: Viktoria Kampf
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Augustus Kampf. That wasn't too bad, he supposed. The young man nodded at that, and hearing the joy in his lover's voice made him smile to her, pleased. It was clear it made her so very happy. "Then I will gladly wed her." He said simply. "When should we do it? Will it be very public?" He would manage it. He could fo this. The young man squeezed her hand, pleased.

"...does mother know?" That could be tricky.

Wing raised an eyebrow at the last question, then smiled gently. "Oh no. I'll tell her myself shortly. You two can celebrate." Where they couldn't hear Hope's reaction and all could pretend the woman was thrilled. No doubt thrilled about a grandchild, and about her son getting married, but less thrilled about what came with that.

Such as showing up in public, properly clad, and in her Leoni form, admitting to have a few planets that were private, and being made to industrialize her planets.

This was going to be fun.

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Josef simply shook his head in accordance with Wing, moving the woman's hand into his lap as he did, glad that such a matter was solved so very simply. He had, of course, been worried, but all of that seemed to be a moot point by now, and something that he was very much relieved over. Augustus was a smart one, despite his natural hindrances. "You two have much to plan, I imagine. I can tailor the wedding to whatever standards you see fit. Let me know as soon as you have the details hammered out."

Viktoria simply smiled, pressing a kiss to Augustus' cheek, restraining herself from further. "Soon, darling, we can be married soon." Oh, it would simply be so wonderful! Wed to each other, with two beautiful children on the way. No doubt they would do her name proud.

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"Soon." He agreed and held her hand, ducking his hand at the kiss. "We'll work out what we ca tonight, sir. I know we need to hurry." Until, then supposed, they were formally engaged. It should be interesting. The young man kissed his Viki's cheek, shyly, in return. Wign watched them and smiled at the sight.

"You two go an plan. Josef and I have a few thigns we need to see to." She assured them and hastened the two lovebirds off to see to their desires. She smiled to Josed and squeezed his hand. "Is it to your pleasure, my Emperor? How it was handled? I know he is't the... most optimum of choices."

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Viktoria quickly tugged on her August, wanting him away from the scene and into somewhere private where they could speak on the matter in greater detail, and in greater comfort for her love.

The Emperor, however, simply smiled and waited until they were gone as he leaned into Wing, arms moving to wrap themselves about her as he relaxed. "It was, darling." He spoke quietly, glad that the matter was settled so easily. "He is not, but, to be frank-" The Belkan hesitated, choosing his words. "I would rather have her with no one. Especially not these noble families. It's better she has someone for herself, to make her happy, than to get some political marriage."

One that he doubted would have the same spark as his own.

The setting changes from the-core-worlds to The Inner Empire

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Character Portrait: Josef Kampf Character Portrait: The Director Character Portrait: Augustus Character Portrait: Wing Kampf Character Portrait: Viktoria Kampf
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The Empress sighed as she said on the golden throne and the smiled, ignoring her blood-splattered gown. The deaths of those who had been so foolish as to allow harm to come to her husband were very necessary. She could see no way to allow them to live. For now, her Emperor was, simply, missing. Those who were meant to protect him had come back without him, uncertain where he had gone.

It must be kept quiet, the loss. But how could it? He was their God! But she…she was their goddess now. She had a duty to the Scatterrans she now ruled, along with her own people, and she would not fail. Of course, the fact that this was her second husband that had disappeared would cause suspicion. Wing sighed and sat back in the throne.

“How does one handle the loss of one’s husband and god? With dignity.” And perhaps he was not fully lost. The empress ignored as acolytes were called to remove the body of the fools who had severely complicated her life. Or was it Josef who deserved her ire? Really, men complicated things. She should have just remained his lover, rather than wed him. It would have made things significantly easier. The Empress steepled her hands as she sat on the golden throne and considered things.

“Abbess, I am informed that the private medical facilities for my husband and I were destroyed in a fire?”

“Yes, Empress.”

That was all too suspicious and spoke of possible rebellion. The facility held the secret to Josef’s lack of aging and the inability to kill him. There were others of course, other possibilities, but only if the other facilities had not been destroyed as well. News from them had yet to return to her. That alone made her rather suspicious.

“Very well. Call the head of the Landwachter to me. I would speak to him.” And after she spoke to him, she would speak to her people. But first, she needed heightened security where her husband’s clones were stored, in stasis, along with the material that should contain the majority of his memories. “And the head of my Seraphim. I would have the royal protection on my heirs doubled until whoever dared attack the crown in that way is caught.” She considered things carefully. Her people would need a scapegoat, someone to purge for the loss of their emperor. If he appeared later, then that only solidified his Godhood, but who knew when her Josef would appear once more.

“In the meantime, Director I need a house or a people to blame for the loss of the Emperor’s Earthly form. Of course, only his earthly form was destroyed, and I want that to be made clear. I will hold a press conference shortly to ensure that is well known.”

“Of course Empress.” The director, nondescript as ever, assured her. It would be done, evidence would be planted for the Landwachter to later find. The Director and his people never hesitated when it came to following the Empress’ orders. “I will come up with an appropriate enemy within a half hour. Would you like me to write the announcement as well, Empress?”

“Yes, yes. Now go. We’re both going to be rather busy. Someone inform my press secretary that she’s to gather the press for a conference in, say, three hours.” It would be done. The Empress’ will was always done. Years of war and conflict had hardened her heart and now, well, none would stand against her. She hesitated after a moment and then closed her eyes. “Abbess? See that the Seraphim bring my heirs and their children to the palace. I believe it is time for ranks to close in the imperial family, however briefly. And Abbess? That includes my heirs not in line.” They would not be left out, and whatever had taken her husband would not also take her children. She would not allow it. Now, the question of whether to change. Perhaps, but perhaps not. She’d decide after reading the statement her people put together for her. She had the bloodlust of two very different people to consider after all.

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Character Portrait: Josef Kampf Character Portrait: The Director Character Portrait: Augustus Character Portrait: Grin Brown Character Portrait: Wing Kampf Character Portrait: Viktoria Kampf
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Hm? The Erutin Empress was about to hold a conference? Oh boy, Grin thought! Time to sneak away from Mommy and Daddy while they wrestled and find out more about who he really was! Hm...first thing he would need was a spaceship. Lots of important-looking people were boarding one...easy enough to blend in that way. Lots of them also had something around their necks. He'd have to grab a dropped one, those looked harder to fake. "Press pass," one of them said. While the flustered man tried to argue his way past the guard that he was a real reporter that had lost his pass, Grin just smiled to himself while taking careful notes about the dude he was impersonating. Once he got into the conference, it wouldn't matter if he got small details wrong. Access was the important thing.

"Oh, you're that Terracast reporter!" the woman next to him smiled and held out a hand for him to shake. Hm...she looked kind of like Mommy...what would Daddy do? Ah yes. "W-wait! What are you doing? I thought you Terrans had bathrooms for that! Go in there if you want to change!"

A few minutes later, Grin was holed up in the spaceship restroom, blushing and wondering what he did wrong. People were weird. Then the announcement came up that everyone was to report to their seats in preparation for takeoff. Time to come out and maybe not talk to that pretty lady ever again, lest he further damage his credibility. When the guard came to check their passes, Grin confidently whipped his out, but covered the name with his hand. "Grin Brown, Terracast." The guard nodded and went on with it, clearly at the end of a long shift.

Finally, the spaceship rocketed off, toward the Inner Empire. The paparazzi had arrived, eager to catch shots of the Empress in the latest fashions. Erutin fashion was rather unique in that it was rather baggy to accommodate minor to moderate changes in the wearer's physique to suit their whim, but it was also highly sought after by performance artists of all sorts who needed to change outfits quickly. Whether one was a cosplayer, a con man, or a street performer, they would want to know every detail of the gown. But Grin was here for something else as well...to have a rare opportunity to ask what an Erutin was. To ask questions that nobody else could answer. And maybe, just maybe, to discover something about himself. But first, the in-flight meal, which was predictably bland. Yecch. He held out hope that the banquet would offer better.

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A line of fierce Seraphim encircled the bottom of the stage, and behind them a thin energy field rippled, barely visible and there to protect the Empress from harm. She had yet to arrive of course. The reporters, credentials checked, each checked over carefully and validated as to the invite list were there before her, each assigned a sheet. Only a single foreign reporter was likely to get to answer a question today of course. Only pre-vetted reporters with pre-vetted questions would be allowed otherwise. The likelihood that Terracast would be allowed to ask that question was, unfortunately for Grin, slim to none.

The empress, hidden behind a door, allowed a handmaiden to finish applying the make up that would hide all signs of her tears. On this occasion, she would wear the stuff, instead of taking advantage of her genes. Her children, and their own, were hidden deeper within the palace, dealing with their own grief. It was, of course, possible her husband would return. Given the latest reports on their private clinics, she doubted it, unless he had avoided informing her of one. Wing allowed a sigh to escape her and pressed her head against the door, briefly, before stealing her spine and hardening her heart.

The door opened. The Empress stepped in.

Lights flashed as dozen of photographers took picture, and the camera, the lone video camera allowed in the room, followed her as she walked to the podium.

"My people. I bring you sorrowful news." She said, slow and clear. "Earlier today, there was an attack on His Imperial Majesty as he saw to his duties." She had chosen to change out of her bloodied gown, and into a sober gown, head to toe in black. "These ursurpers destroyed the mortal flesh, of our God-Emperor." She waited, knowing the impact those words would have. "Rest assured, my people, my Scatterran and Erutin people, that it is only his mortal flesh which has been sundered."

A lie, of course. No one knew what happened to Josef, but he was missing, and not to be found anywhere. The videos even showed him simply disappearing. "Those who attacked him directly have been swiftly dealt with, killed where they stood. Those who supported this attack have been found. They will be held accountable in a public trial, so that all may know the swiftness of Our Empire's justice, and the Might of House Kampf's fury!" Oh it was a fury. Surely someone must have done this! The Empress forced herself to calm down. "I urge you all, if you provide succor to a member of the once noble house Reinhardt, to cast them out and into the waiting hands of the Landwachter. And I urge you all to take heart. Our God still lives on as our God. Divine mortal flesh or not, our God lives."

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Divine mortal flesh? That didn't even make any sense. How could gods die? Anyway, Grin found himself in a bad position as the rush to ask questions started...not much of a rush. It looked like however they chose who would ask questions, they had already been chosen. The next best thing would be to ask the other people who didn't get a chance.

"Hi, uh...Haggin from Gaia? I'm Grin from Terra, nice to meet you. I want to ask the pretty Empress about Erutins. Why they can shift. Why we're born in bunches. Stuff like that. What would you ask her?" Caught off guard, all he could say was "I, uh, er...I'd ask if she plans to marry again. I don't think either of us are going to get that chance."

"I know. That's what I think, too. That's why I'm talking to you," Grin said as he flashed that signature huge smile, morphing his face to be a bit more like the Cheshire Cat to drive home the point. "I see why you're called Grin," Haggin said and shook his head, his hoary beard going from side to side.

"I'm going to ask more people what they want to ask. Nice to see you!" A real bundle of energy, this one.

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