King Julien XIII

Without waiting for an answer, he rips into the wrapping with exaggerated enthusiasm, tossing bits of paper into the air like confetti. As soon as he sees what's inside, he gasps again—this time even louder.

"Ah-ha! It is MAGNIFIQUE! The most Julien-worthy present of all time! I knew you had good taste, Kuzco!" He wiggles his fingers at the emperor. "Come, come, give the King of Dance a HUG! Do not resist!"

And before Kuzco can protest, Julien launches himself at him, clinging dramatically.

Julien finally releases Kuzco from his overly affectionate grip and twirls dramatically. "Now, now, Emperor Kuzco, do not think I, King Julien, would not come prepared for this momentous occasion!"

Something tells him that regardless of what he put in there, the King would be thrilled to get it, and he's pleased nonetheless when the reaction is exactly what he'd been hoping for.

There's a rebuttal on the tip of his tongue, and he starts with; " Of course I have good tas-- " until he suddenly finds himself with an armful of enthusiastic meerkat. " Wha-- hey! First off, my taste is IMPECCABLE, like I've been telling you from the start. " The Emperor huffs, doing his best not to FLINCH and THROW him away from him.

" -- and second ? . . . NOOO TOUCHY. " In the matter of seconds, Julien is back on the ground, and even better, holding out a present of his own. " Ooh-- for little ol' me?! We'll come back to that little 'dramatic' comment later. Gimme gimme gimme! " He snatches the present, and tears into it with the same enthusiasm Julien did, a wide grin on his face when he realizes what it is. " Oho, this is AWESOME! Check this out! " He cheers, holding it up for a closer inspection-- all annoyances about the meerkat's assault forgotten; for now.

He gasps suddenly, clasping Kuzco’s shoulders. “Now you MUST do a spin! A twirl! A sassy strut!” He gestures wildly. “It is the ONLY way to truly embrace the gloriousness that is THIS moment! Kuzco in a Julien-original fashion statement—history SHALL REMEMBER this day!”

He twirls dramatically, tail flicking behind him in a flourish. "You think you have the groove, huh? Well, I’ve got the swagger, the style, and the superior royal moves!" He does a few exaggerated little jumps, testing the waters before planting himself firmly in a pose with his chest puffed out.

"Don’t think for a second that I’ll be intimidated by your 'theme song' guy. I’ve got Boom Box!" Julien winks at Kuzco before his eyes narrow with mock seriousness. "But hey, just know... when I win, I’m picking out something FANCY for that manicure! I deserve it, after all, being the King of EVERYTHING!"

With that, he hits the ground with a dramatic flourish and breaks into a wildly exaggerated hip shake, making sure all eyes are on him. "Let the DANCE OFF begin, your Emperorness!"

He spins around with a laugh, losing himself in a loose rendition of disco moves while his theme song guy slides past him. " Nice try pal, but if anyone is the King of EVERYTHING it's ME-- and you're on my turf now! I'm gonna enjoy wiping the floor with you! "

Sliding smoothly across the floor, Kuzco shakes his hips and spins into a moonwalk before breaking off once more. To anyone else, this might be considered an embarrassing display-- but his palace staff is more than accustomed with the Emperor's antics by now, and he's enjoying himself far too much to quit! " You might as well give up on the idea of a fancy manicure now, 'cos when I win I'm going for something classy and expensive, " Kuzco taunts, eager to goad his companion on.

His feet shuffle in quick succession as he slides effortlessly across the floor, throwing in some wild kicks before striking a magnificent pose, one foot pointed high in the air. "BOOM! Take THAT, Emperor Kuzco!"

But then—he sees it. The hair flip.

Julien gasps again, this time even louder, stumbling back a step as if he’s been physically struck. "NO! The hair! NOT the hair flip! That is an illegal move! TOO MUCH DRAMA!"

For a moment, he wobbles in place, pretending to be overwhelmed by Kuzco’s flowing mane. But then—just as quickly—he recovers with a mischievous smirk.

"BUT!" Julien wiggles his fingers, eyes gleaming. "I can distract! BEHOLD—"

He suddenly strikes an even more graceful pose. "KING JULIEN, ELEVATED!" His little arms wave energetically. "Look at me, I am GIANT! I am unstoppable! WHO NEEDS HAIR WHEN YOU HAVE GRACE!?"

@awesomeringtailking asked: “You didn’t just drink that, did you?” [ Obscure Disney Starters! ] - accepting!

Kuzco pulls the chalice away from his lips with a satisfied groan, tongue darting out to collect any miniscule droplets that might have collected there.

" Uh, yeah ? Of course I did. " Brows furrow as he casts an accusatory glare at the meerkat, instantly suspicious; though, . . . he probably should have been anyways. After the whole llama thing. " -- Problem? "

"Ah, so THIS is the Amazing Digital Circus, huh? A bit too much... digital for my royal tastes, but I’ll make it work. Maybe this place is meant to be my new KINGDOM!" He grins with a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. "I could TOTALLY rule this circus with ease. I mean, it’s all glowy and shiny—PERFECT for a King like ME!"

King Julien paces around, eyes scanning every corner, absorbing the oddity of this new world. Then he pauses and looks back at Pomni, his curiosity piqued.

"Wait, wait... You’re telling me this ISN'T a Kingdom?" His expression falters for a moment, trying to process this, before his confidence surges back. "Well, you might think this place isn’t a kingdom, but I can see it in my royal eyes. You're clearly in the presence of greatness. I am King Julien, the ONE and ONLY! NOT squirrel, thank you very much! A LEMUR King, to be exact! And who might YOU be, strange yet fascinating... person? Digital creature? I'm intrigued."

His mannerisms were .. interesting, to say the least. Guess delusion is a common trait to adapt once entering this plane of existence. And it sort of brought some comfort to know she wasn't the only one that spiralled in some way. Everyone copes differently, she guesses.

⸺ ❝ I'm .. guessing your "royal eyes" must have a hard time seeing very well. ❞ And the mistaken belief persists. Wonderful. Her multicolored gaze couldn't help but continue to watch him; Pomni had a hard time getting over just how tiny he was, and that was saying something compared to how she fared to the other avatars here.

Oh great, now he's impeding on her personal space! Today just couldn't get any better, could it? She flinched backwards a bit from him and his boisterous personality; he spoke so much and half of it seemed like he was just speaking to himself. Her eye lid crept into her eye and she remained a distance from him, a hand offering out and the other held at her chest.

"EXCUSEZ-MOI?! ORDINARY? Makeshift hat?! Pomni, Pomni, Pomni—mon amie, you WOUND me!" He spins in place, flailing his arms. "This is not just a ‘hat’—this is a CROWN, passed down through the ancient and very important lemur king tradition. It is a SYMBOL of power, of grace, of irresistible charm!" He flicks his head, causing the crown to wobble but remain perfectly balanced.

Then, as if suddenly forgetting his moment of offense, he bounces closer again, eyes sparkling with interest. "Pomni, Pomni, Pomni—such a weird name for such a weird person! You can be my royal JESTER!"

Julien claps his hands together, clearly pleased with his own idea. "Ooooh, I can see it now! YOU, making the people laugh—ME, looking AMAZING as their glorious and beloved King! Yes, yes, this is PERFECTION!"

But then, his eyes dart around, finally taking in just how strange this place really is. The way the air itself seems to hum with something... unnatural. His excitement falters for a brief moment, his tail twitching.

from the villain starters

King Julien has officially and singularly become an invasive species within the Grove. There's absolutely no way that the lemur belongs on the island, and as far as Godpoke knows the land is host to no typical tropical foliage for the primate to clamber around in, but still he has laid claim to a small, otherwise empty section of the Grove Cove, luxuriating atop the tallest flat cardboard cut out of Inspekta set upon the center. The picture of the God of Leadership has been thoroughly trashed, drawn over and decorated as Julien would deem most comfortable, with no respect to the God it was meant to portray.

The disrespect towards one of the pantheon is not really the most important thing to the Godpoke (who's own personal interest started and ended at the first word in Julien's title as it has its eyes open for any mention of a King, leaving Godpoke not just personally uninterested as usual but also disappointed)-- the important thing is that King Julian is gearing up to be some sort of terrible tyrant in the Grove, if anyone took him seriously. And the Bizzyboys might just take him seriously. They're loyal to Inspekta and all, but they are undoubtedly curious about the strange new figure in the Grove, and keep coming up to him to see what he's doing and saying before scampering back to their leader, Capochin (who, for the record, is personally furious about this wannabe who is insulting Inspekta's image), clearly quite interested in hearing whatever the lemur has to yap about.

At least with Capochin and the Godpoke on the same page for once, Godpoke has things to say and a resource it can run to to top its tank back up. "Dat so-called 'King' 'Julien' is making a Drained mess of things!" Capochin offers, which Godpoke records and spits back out to Julien with its Megapon, hoping to communicate that settling into the Grove so dramatically and vandalizing public property was bad enough, only to get...

"I'm only just getting started!" From that exuberant lemur.

Then, suddenly, he jolts up, clapping his hands together with a loud SMACK!

"Oh-ho-HO! My dear, little… uh, whatever-you-are! You see, you are thinking TOO small!" He waves a hand in the air, nearly losing his balance in the process, but expertly correcting himself with a flick of his tail. "I am NOT just some wannabe, some pretender, some mere disruptor! NO! I am King Julien! The MAGNIFICENT! The VISIONARY! The LIFE OF THE PARTY!”

With a theatrical twirl he plops back down onto his makeshift throne, legs crossed, fingers steepled in exaggerated thoughtfulness.

"And why, tell me WHY, should I stop at some tiny, measly little Cove, hmm?" He snickers, shaking his head. "Such SMALL dreams! NO, my furred and feathered and confused friend, this is just the BEGINNING!" He sweeps his arms around, gesturing wildly at the questionable decorations he has haphazardly placed around his claimed territory—scribbled-over banners, palm leaves arranged like a poor imitation of a royal canopy, and what appears to be an unfinished painting of himself with an even bigger crown than the one he already wears.

"I am bringing REVOLUTION! I am bringing—" He gasps dramatically, clutching his chest. "A much-needed makeover!” His hands move to frame the space around him as if envisioning a grand future only he can see. “Let’s face it, mon ami, this place? Eh. Bit of a downer. All these rules! All this structure!” He shudders so violently it looks as if he might fling himself off his perch. “BLECH! Where is the freedom? The joy? The zest for life?"

His tail curls around him as he leans forward, resting his chin on one hand, his golden eyes narrowing as he points a finger at the Godpoke.

"But fear not! King Julien is here to FIX things. To ELEVATE things! To make this place… how do you say… FUN!" He kicks his legs out in excitement. "And if your little Bizzy-whatsits want to watch the show? HAH! Let them! The MORE, the MERRIER, baby! What is a KING without adoring subjects? And let me tell you, they are eating up everything I have to say!"

His smirk widens as he leans even closer, his voice dropping into an exaggeratedly conspiratorial whisper.

"And if you are SO concerned, my dear little glowy… whatever-you-are, why not JOIN ME, huh?” He winks. “Together, we could be the GREATEST rulers this Grove has ever seen!"

Then, he suddenly sits up straight again, flicking a dismissive hand. "Or, you know, you can JUST STAND there being all serious while I build MY empire. That is also fine. Either way, it's happening, baby!"

With that, King Julien reclines lazily atop his claimed throne, tapping his fingers together with a smug satisfaction. His head tilts back as he gazes up at the sky, utterly unbothered by the conflict he has caused.

"So GO ON then, go tell your little friends. Spread the word! Let them tremble in anticipation! Because King Julien is only JUST GETTING STARTED!”

@awesomeringtailking asked: { GIFT EXCHANGE 🎁 } [ 💞💘🌸 VALENTINE'S DAY PROMPTS ; ] - accepting!

" I'm not used to the whole . . . ' gift giving ' thing, " Kuzco continues, hands making air quotes around the unfamiliar term. " -- and even if I was, I've got no clue what gift to give to a talking, dancing animal king, sooooo -- " Snatching a small, colorfully wrapped box from a nearby table, Kuzco unceremoniously holds it out for Julien to take, lips quirked into a small grin.

" Here ya go! Hope you like it. " and that it fits lil' kneecaps here, but he doesn't say that part out loud.

Without waiting for an answer, he rips into the wrapping with exaggerated enthusiasm, tossing bits of paper into the air like confetti. As soon as he sees what's inside, he gasps again—this time even louder.

"Ah-ha! It is MAGNIFIQUE! The most Julien-worthy present of all time! I knew you had good taste, Kuzco!" He wiggles his fingers at the emperor. "Come, come, give the King of Dance a HUG! Do not resist!"

And before Kuzco can protest, Julien launches himself at him, clinging dramatically.

Julien finally releases Kuzco from his overly affectionate grip and twirls dramatically. "Now, now, Emperor Kuzco, do not think I, King Julien, would not come prepared for this momentous occasion!"

@luposcainus asked : "A fellow king? of.. lemurs?"

"Ah, greetings, King Caspian of the Moonlight Isles! I'm NOT just any lemur, mind you—I am the KING of All the Lemurs, the ruler of the grandest, MOST FABULOUS kingdom in all of Madagascar! A place of unparalleled JOY, RHYTHM, and DANCE. I command the entire jungle with my magnificence and wisdom... well, mostly through dance and lavish parties!"

a kingdom lemurs.. it seemed like a silly thought, but then again.. a kingdom of wolves was just as amusing. ' my changes happen quick, and erm.. sad to say no lemur king has ever visited, until you came along.' he said. caspian looked down upon the other. he did find king julien's crown to be unique. he himself does not wear one, but only during the coronation.

He chuckled to himself, twirling in place with a flourish. "I don’t have claws, or fangs, or... whatever you have, but I have the best thing of all—STYLE!" He glanced at Caspian, his eyes sparkling with interest.

He stopped to give Caspian a dramatic bow, tail swishing in the air. “Ta-da indeed, my noble wolfie! You have certainly outdone yourself. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you just turned into the MOST majestic, fur-tacular creature in the LAND! Even I, King Julien, the ruler of ALL lemurs, must admit that you have earned my respect!”

When Caspian sniffed him, King Julien froze for a moment before bursting into laughter. “Fruits, you say? Oh YES, I did have a lovely lunch of mangos, pineapple, and some exotic berries. But that’s NOT ALL! I also have the finest, sweetest scent of... ROYALTY!” He struck another regal pose, puffing out his chest. “You see, the aroma of greatness fills the air wherever I go. And just in case you’re wondering, I also ALWAYS smell fabulous!”

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The swirling colors of the portal faded, and King Julien stumbled into a strange, glowing landscape, his royal crown still perched on his head, looking as dazzling as ever. The air hummed with an eerie energy, and everything around him appeared digital—like a world born from code. His surroundings were odd, with towering structures made of shifting geometric shapes and distorted landscapes.

"Whoa, whoa, WHOA! Where am I now?" King Julien's voice echoed, his words filled with a mixture of confusion and excitement. His eyes darted around, taking in the bizarre scenery. "This doesn’t look like Madagascar. No, no, no, this is too... digital."

As he twirled in place, trying to make sense of the situation, his eyes caught sight of a figure standing nearby. A strange person—a creature, perhaps—was observing him, their appearance both curious and unsettling.

Her eyes were still spinning in spirals, her world topsy turvy even after they arrived back to the large enclosure filled with varied colors she's long but gotten used to now. What caused her to come to was a new voice amongst the usual, and it wasn't some wacky sound effect.

Shaking her head, attention turned towards the voice and then peered lower. Oh! A new .. player? Or perhaps remnant AI that lived hidden amongst the world after the head of dentures disappeared? Really, the many characters she's met amongst the carnival that went under Caine's radar was something else. But now wasn't a time to focus on that.

Her head cants as the smaller animal prances about, waving and jumping, demanding her attention. She wouldn't do to them what Jax does to her because of the height difference. His words caused a weird side smile to form, almost wanting to laugh in disbelief. A king? Many adventures had mentioned a god in reference to their host, even one bearing a princess, but a king? That's a new one. If you disregard Kinger, by name.

"Ah, so THIS is the Amazing Digital Circus, huh? A bit too much... digital for my royal tastes, but I’ll make it work. Maybe this place is meant to be my new KINGDOM!" He grins with a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. "I could TOTALLY rule this circus with ease. I mean, it’s all glowy and shiny—PERFECT for a King like ME!"

King Julien paces around, eyes scanning every corner, absorbing the oddity of this new world. Then he pauses and looks back at Pomni, his curiosity piqued.

"Wait, wait... You’re telling me this ISN'T a Kingdom?" His expression falters for a moment, trying to process this, before his confidence surges back. "Well, you might think this place isn’t a kingdom, but I can see it in my royal eyes. You're clearly in the presence of greatness. I am King Julien, the ONE and ONLY! NOT squirrel, thank you very much! A LEMUR King, to be exact! And who might YOU be, strange yet fascinating... person? Digital creature? I'm intrigued."

He circles around Kuzco, eyes narrowed playfully. "And as for your 'Emperor of Dance' nonsense... please. I INVENTED dance! You only think you know what you’re doing, but do you have the moves? The flair? THE SPIRIT? I don’t think so."

-- YOU, little meerkat thing, think you have what it takes to challenge the Master of all things GROOVE-TASTIC to a GROOVE OFF !? "

Hands plant against his hips, but there's a playful twinkle in his eye; and Kuzco bends to meet Julien at the best approximation of eye level he can manage, since . . . you know; he's a meerkat. " I already know who the better dance is, " He replies with a grin. " -- little hint? it's ME. but I'd be more than happy to oblige if you insist on getting your tail handed to you by the King of the WORLD. Especially if I get a manicure out of the deal." Not that he couldn't have one whenever he wanted anyways, but Julien didn't need to know that.

With that, Kuzco jumps back and away from him, striking his own pose. A quick snap of his fingers to summon his Theme Song Guy (tm) and then he's OFF. " You're on, pal. DANCE OFF. "

He twirls dramatically, tail flicking behind him in a flourish. "You think you have the groove, huh? Well, I’ve got the swagger, the style, and the superior royal moves!" He does a few exaggerated little jumps, testing the waters before planting himself firmly in a pose with his chest puffed out.

"Don’t think for a second that I’ll be intimidated by your 'theme song' guy. I’ve got Boom Box!" Julien winks at Kuzco before his eyes narrow with mock seriousness. "But hey, just know... when I win, I’m picking out something FANCY for that manicure! I deserve it, after all, being the King of EVERYTHING!"

With that, he hits the ground with a dramatic flourish and breaks into a wildly exaggerated hip shake, making sure all eyes are on him. "Let the DANCE OFF begin, your Emperorness!"

⚜ #SOVEREIGNOFTHEFRENCHPEOPLE - independent, selective and mutuals only roleplay blog for KING LOUIS XVI of FRANCE and NAVARRE. ⚜ The King's depiction is canon and is based on historical events and facts, as well as personal headcanons.

@luposcainus asked : "A fellow king? of.. lemurs?"

"Ah, greetings, King Caspian of the Moonlight Isles! I'm NOT just any lemur, mind you—I am the KING of All the Lemurs, the ruler of the grandest, MOST FABULOUS kingdom in all of Madagascar! A place of unparalleled JOY, RHYTHM, and DANCE. I command the entire jungle with my magnificence and wisdom... well, mostly through dance and lavish parties!"

a kingdom lemurs.. it seemed like a silly thought, but then again.. a kingdom of wolves was just as amusing. ' my changes happen quick, and erm.. sad to say no lemur king has ever visited, until you came along.' he said. caspian looked down upon the other. he did find king julien's crown to be unique. he himself does not wear one, but only during the coronation.

He chuckled to himself, twirling in place with a flourish. "I don’t have claws, or fangs, or... whatever you have, but I have the best thing of all—STYLE!" He glanced at Caspian, his eyes sparkling with interest.