The Udder Kind enter a state of immanency, but none of them really know whats going on anymore. they did accept the Kings ally chit chat though, not that it made a difference once all the other clouds around the world disappeared in any case.
All the cows and bulls start preparing for war.
Up in space, Betsie Boo spilled her milk when one of the seven ships knock her satellite out of the way.
"Hey!" She yells, "Watch where you're going with that big old thing!"
She contact the Committee and asks for permission to fire on the ship for spilling her milk.
They reply with "Of course!"
She fires a High impact Udder cannon at the thing. "Take that!"
Many of the creatures hanging around the Aquon colony have vanished, and those that remain seem jumpy, wings perpetually flared. Of the weather? they ask, pointing out the now-clear sky. They wish to know.
The Drones understand, and they look to the sky, which now has, in place of the cloud, a dark disc shaped object hanging many miles out and blocking much of the sunlight. The Drones seem a little preoccupied in their thoughts about the situation, so much so that a random number of drones scattered about the area actually reply to the creatures, rather than the usual uniformed selection form a close nit group:
The King. We are allies now. The cloud threat has been removed.
pause
Another threat has arrived. We may be in danger. We are preparing for war.
Pause.
A single drone then turns to one of the creatures,
You may be in danger. Be cautious, friends.
Then a large number of drones send out a message to the creatures, as though right at that moment a brand new knowledge from the Queen was shared with them, saying;
No one can be trusted
Meanwhile, and especially in light of the announcement that the face in the sky made earlier, The Queens Army is preparing the GV's for war - though she had informed them on a secretive, sub telepathic level, that it may not be the new comers that they need to fight, that all her drones throughout the world should be ready for anything.
"Ah.. On behalf of your services to meddle with the Techlistaris if succeeding, you'll grant a million of funds starting off with 25% immediate initial payment once conducted, granting OT a 20 years of free rights to establish taxes-free commercial districts at our territories, and controlling a single island at any section on Techlistaris Co. waters for 100 years under Proguan's contract.
For disrupting said competitor, we're mostly preferring to make them less economic & technological viable for AA to be depended upon and instead being dependable on us for goods and trades. We're also needed AA to prove that our segment was better than Techlistaris Co. , and thus will be able to get those necessary documents to push ourselves as the most prominent independent nation of CW while being economically stable without troubling getting ourselves some less of a haze to find a new source of income."
- Said by the Ambassador.
General Saeki says.
"Sounds very interesting. We can arrange some forgery, although we will need to implant some internal spies and also have to set up a information gathering system. Luckily we have just the thing.
Now for sabotaging, we could if you wish go ahead and blow up Techlistaris key industry factories and farms, and also land and naval supply convoys. Neither OceanTech or Proguans will ever been found to have orchestrated the explosions, however there may be suspicious people pointing fingers. Would that be acceptable? I doubt Techlistaris have anti-artillery systems."
Hannah sends a telapathic message to this....Purity in hopes of getting a reply. [All hail the true king. I have played along with the words of the false prophet. For he believes I am still his ally, that is not the case. I request to become your ally, so that we can PURGE this false prophet from this planet and DESTROY him. For he is EVIL.] she says in a rather urgent tone.
In reply, Hannah receives an image of vast, flat land covered entirely by countless people, all of them dressed in white, all them wearing the same emotionless face, all of them speaking in the same united voice -
""Lay witness to our power. You are note alone. You will not be forsaken.""
In an attempt to allow the souls to persist so they can be captured, a large dark energy emerges above the soul cloud, blotting out all light in Archeonia and bathing it in a permanent twilight-like atmosphere so that the souls aren't destroyed by the light while still retaining enough brightness to allow what little people remain in Archeonia to see what's going on.
When the dark energy appears above the cloud of ancient souls, defying the beam of light, the light retracts and the tortured souls of the cloud grow eerily silent. Moments later, a powerful gender-less voice erupts within the Grand Magic Centre of Archeonia -
The Udder Kind enter a state of immanency, but none of them really know whats going on anymore. they did accept the Kings ally chit chat though, not that it made a difference once all the other clouds around the world disappeared in any case.
All the cows and bulls start preparing for war.
Up in space, Betsie Boo spilled her milk when one of the seven ships knock her satellite out of the way.
"Hey!" She yells, "Watch where you're going with that big old thing!"
She contact the Committee and asks for permission to fire on the ship for spilling her milk.
They reply with "Of course!"
She fires a High impact Udder cannon at the thing. "Take that!"
The fire from the High Impact Cannon strikes the disc and creates superficial damage the size of a small town on its hull. Immediately a swarm of micro mechanisms seep from the damaged areas, going to work in the repairing of the area. While this takes place, a pulse of unseen forces is projected from the Disc, seizing the udder Satellite before sending it Catapulting from its planetary orbit towards the sun at a relativity defying speed.
The pained screams of Tamriella finally come to a close when the spirit within her completes the transformation of her being. She is now over five feet in height with fiery red eyes, ink black skin, ghostly white hair, serrated silver teeth and lengthened nails, and adorned in a royal purple robe. In her hand is a translucent sword that appears to burn as if its molecular structure is literally composed of scarlet fire.
She now stands high upon a rocky ledge, holding up the sword to the discs in the sky and yells out in the baritone voice of the spirit -
"I will forever reject your doctrine and set forth your Allies as your Enemies!"
Lowering the sword to point at the lands and nations below, she yells -
"Rise you souls of ancient days! Come forth! Destroy the one that has forsaken you, free your brethren from the claim of the weak, and deliver my own will to the nations of this world!"
All the lands of the planet begin to rumble and quake, as if the entire world is struck by an earthquake.
In Archeonia, thousands of souls of the dead begin to come forth from the depth, armed with undead swords, spears and bows, and shielded with the armor from the days of old. They emerge from the ground in hoards, defying any door or barrier, while others rise from the floor within the Grand Magic Centre to destroy the Necromancers, and reclaim the freedom of their captured brethren.
Meanwhile, in the Citizens' Assembly of the United Socialist States, a huge group of beings of every species, gender and color are sitting in some sort of outdoor ampitheater, and the atmosphere of the room was buzzing with worry.
"You saw the vessels in the sky, right? They are very-"
"What about that earthquake just now? I thought this place was geologically stable-"
"The other nations are preparing for war-"
"I don't know about you, but the talk of kings and whoever's the true heir is imperialist-"
"We have to act fast before they-"
The door slammed open and in walked the Regional Controller Maximus Powers, and the ampitheater fell silent. He simply walked up to the simple podium and started to speak. "My fellow comrades, I know that we are facing unusual events before us. But as before, I assure you that we will keep our neutrality as we have before. Not only that, but we will also continue to accept any and all immigrants and refugees from any country, enemy or no. And I also know that many of you are worried about the times ahead. But if we do go into a war, we will defend ourselves valiantly to the bitter end, and we will beat off the aggressors. But that does not mean we will enter an alliance. We will not join this war." Having made his point (the speech was televised too), he left the podium as the crowd applauded for a few moments, and then walked out the doors, which shut behind him. The room promptly burst into more argument.
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In reply, Hannah receives an image of vast, flat land covered entirely by countless people, all of them dressed in white, all them wearing the same emotionless face, all of them speaking in the same united voice -
""Lay witness to our power. You are note alone. You will not be forsaken.""
[Yes my king. How will the false prophet be destroyed? If I may ask?]
All units across H.A.N.N.A.H are getting more prepped for war. More planning is done to make the units be able to fight armies of all sorts. Aircraft are being made to be faster, using Ednorean aircraft technologies.
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In reply, Hannah receives an image of vast, flat land covered entirely by countless people, all of them dressed in white, all them wearing the same emotionless face, all of them speaking in the same united voice -
""Lay witness to our power. You are note alone. You will not be forsaken.""
When the dark energy appears above the cloud of ancient souls, defying the beam of light, the light retracts and the tortured souls of the cloud grow eerily silent. Moments later, a powerful gender-less voice erupts within the Grand Magic Centre of Archeonia -
"So be it. May their curse be upon you."
The fire from the High Impact Cannon strikes the disc and creates superficial damage the size of a small town on its hull. Immediately a swarm of micro mechanisms seep from the damaged areas, going to work in the repairing of the area. While this takes place, a pulse of unseen forces is projected from the Disc, seizing the udder Satellite before sending it Catapulting from its planetary orbit towards the sun at a relativity defying speed.
Well that wasn't very nice at all!
Betsie Boo spills a second glass of milk all over her darn self as she is tossed towards the gosh darn sun. She struggles to keep her seat but manages to press the "please just stop this from happening" button. Really, it's an actual button!
The satellite stops, because the "please just stop this from happening" function accessed the the gravitational repulsion system that makes the suns gravity act as a speed bump. Don't look at me like that! it's a perfectly normal function for a Satellite! Anyway, the satellite comes to a big old halt. Betsie is glad and sits to admire the much larger view of the sun prior heading back the planet. She also pours herself a fresh cup of milk.
Speaking of the planet: Down in the Udder Nation the committee gets a little concerned that they lose contact with Betsie's satellite. They look at each other for just a little minute then shrug. "I guess the Udder cannon thing didn't pan out too well!"
The pained screams of Tamriella finally come to a close when the spirit within her completes the transformation of her being. She is now over five feet in height with fiery red eyes, ink black skin, ghostly white hair, serrated silver teeth and lengthened nails, and adorned in a royal purple robe. In her hand is a translucent sword that appears to burn as if its molecular structure is literally composed of scarlet fire.
She now stands high upon a rocky ledge, holding up the sword to the discs in the sky and yells out in the baritone voice of the spirit -
"I will forever reject your doctrine and set forth your Allies as your Enemies!"
Lowering the sword to point at the lands and nations below, she yells -
"Rise you souls of ancient days! Come forth! Destroy the one that has forsaken you, free your brethren from the claim of the weak, and deliver my own will to the nations of this world!"
All the lands of the planet begin to rumble and quake, as if the entire world is struck by an earthquake.
Soon after that the ground begins to shake, all the committee members spill their fresh cups of milk. They all seem very annoyed at this. Something needs to be done about the waste of all this fine milk lately. The Committee sends orders for someone, anyone at all, to find who caused the earthquake, then kill those milk wasting freaks!
While all this is happening, the preparations for war are on hold while many of the cows have fun riding their mechanical drones around.
The Drones understand, and they look to the sky, which now has, in place of the cloud, a dark disc shaped object hanging many miles out and blocking much of the sunlight. The Drones seem a little preoccupied in their thoughts about the situation, so much so that a random number of drones scattered about the area actually reply to the creatures, rather than the usual uniformed selection form a close nit group:
The King. We are allies now. The cloud threat has been removed.
pause
Another threat has arrived. We may be in danger. We are preparing for war.
Pause.
A single drone then turns to one of the creatures,
You may be in danger. Be cautious, friends.
Then a large number of drones send out a message to the creatures, as though right at that moment a brand new knowledge from the Queen was shared with them, saying;
No one can be trusted
Meanwhile, and especially in light of the announcement that the face in the sky made earlier, The Queens Army is preparing the GV's for war - though she had informed them on a secretive, sub telepathic level, that it may not be the new comers that they need to fight, that all her drones throughout the world should be ready for anything.
Enemy identity uncertain.
The creatures collectively spark, raising their wings. We will fight with you.
[Yes drones. I am everywhere where my influence is. 1 mind.] she replies.
For a few seconds, the creatures are quiet, only a slight murmur dripping down the link.
Suddenly, a thousand voices shriek over the link, drowning the drone's connections in shrieking, hissing, jabbering noise. They simultaneously flare their wings, throwing brilliant flashes of emerald light and crawling arcs of lightning that dance over the ground, dazzling the nearby drones' eyesight. With one surging movement, they take to the air, scattering flashing sparks.
The creatures collectively spark, raising their wings. We will fight with you.
For a few seconds, the creatures are quiet, only a slight murmur dripping down the link.
Suddenly, a thousand voices shriek over the link, drowning the drone's connections in shrieking, hissing, jabbering noise. They simultaneously flare their wings, throwing brilliant flashes of emerald light and crawling arcs of lightning that dance over the ground, dazzling the nearby drones' eyesight. With one surging movement, they take to the air, scattering flashing sparks.
With that done, over the link blasts a very loud ultrasonic blast, very high pitched and quite painful after that the link is then cut. The drones nearby are blinded for the time being. However a single white serpentine creature whirls around them, going through the air like a snake does through water. It opens its mouth and sends out a very loud burst of ultrasonic sounds, as they are blasted back by that, another creature, one with a strange sort of gun, a long barrel with a very tiny explosive bullet aims at the slits in the creatures helmets, and the ball bearing joints, rapidly firing at them. If they shall get struck a powerful explosion shall occur.
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With that done, over the link blasts a very loud ultrasonic blast, very high pitched and quite painful after that the link is then cut. The drones nearby are blinded for the time being. However a single white serpentine creature whirls around them, going through the air like a snake does through water. It opens its mouth and sends out a very loud burst of ultrasonic sounds, as they are blasted back by that, another creature, one with a strange sort of gun, a long barrel with a very tiny explosive bullet aims at the slits in the creatures helmets, and the ball bearing joints, rapidly firing at them. If they shall get struck a powerful explosion shall occur.
There's no way to tell whether the sound even got through the caterwauling interference; at any rate, the creatures don't respond to it at all. As the link to the affected drone is cut, the interference stops.
The creatures raise their wings in unison, twisting in midair so they all face the same direction. Two of them hold the drone by the shoulders, their neck bleeding freely, as a third folds its wings in front of them.
As the serpent opens its mouth to scream, they beat their wings. They're accompanied by a flash of green light and a resounding CRACK.
The light fades. The creatures are gone, the only trace of them being splashes of a softly glowing green liquid splattered across the ground.
There's no way to tell whether the sound even got through the caterwauling interference; at any rate, the creatures don't respond to it at all. As the link to the affected drone is cut, the interference stops.
The creatures raise their wings in unison, twisting in midair so they all face the same direction. Two of them hold the drone by the shoulders, their neck bleeding freely, as a third folds its wings in front of them.
As the serpent opens its mouth to scream, they beat their wings. They're accompanied by a flash of green light and a resounding CRACK.
The light fades. The creatures are gone, the only trace of them being splashes of a softly glowing green liquid splattered across the ground.
This drone is captured. Surprisingly it doesn't resist them at all. An explosion happens. The drone is instantly killed by the explosion. Seems like she would rather have her drones die than be captured.
The others take awhile to recover from the flashes and blinding. And collect samples of the green liquid.
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This drone is captured. Surprisingly it doesn't resist them at all. An explosion happens. The drone is instantly killed by the explosion. Seems like she would rather have her drones die than be captured.
The others take awhile to recover from the flashes and blinding. And collect samples of the green liquid.
The two that carry the drone twitch. Automatically, two of their wings twitch towards the back of the human's head, their tips going dark.
At the same time, they flick their wings that face the sky, slinging blasts of white-hot fire to either side. Their wingtips quiver and splinter as they channel the force and heat of the explosion harmlessly into the air, causing the other creatures to duck out of the way. The drone slumps a bit in their grasp, but with the explosives in their head expended, there is nothing else it can do.
All the lands of the planet begin to rumble and quake, as if the entire world is struck by an earthquake.
In Archeonia, thousands of souls of the dead begin to come forth from the depth, armed with undead swords, spears and bows, and shielded with the armor from the days of old. They emerge from the ground in hoards, defying any door or barrier, while others rise from the floor within the Grand Magic Centre to destroy the Necromancers, and reclaim the freedom of their captured brethren.
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"So it has begun."
"It has indeed. This should prove interesting. You know what to do, correct?"
"Of course. We've already recovered four of the artefacts, and the fifth is being dug up as we speak."
"Excellent. But then why seize control over those souls?"
"I thought it'd be useful to figure out how they do that attack reflect thing."
"I see. So you're gonna try and copy that power then?"
"Yes."
"Very well. But do remember your primary objective. Do not fail us."
"Don't worry, I can handle this. As long as you do your part I'll do mine."
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And so, the war has begun for Archeonia. In response to the arrival of the undead, Archeonian undead forces appear as well. It doesn't take long before the vast majority of Archeonia is a battleground as undead forces of both sides fight it out with eachother.
In the Grand Magic Centre, Necromancers and their undead minions fight off the legions of the False Prophet, with the Necromancers occasionally converting groups of enemy undead to serve them instead.
Meanwhile, the ground around the Capital starts trembling, as the Capital and the ground it is on is raised above the ground as the massive creature it is built upon awakens. Towering over anything nearby, the creature slowly makes it's way towards the ocean, crushing anything in it's path. The cloud of souls meanwhile is drawn into one of the tallest towers in the Citadel. In the capital, heavily armoured troops fight off any undead that has already arrived in the Capital/Citadel.
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Meanwhile, the digging team has recovered the object they were searching for, and is making it's way back to Archeonia. Or at least, to the sea near Archeonia.
"Sounds very interesting. We can arrange some forgery, although we will need to implant some internal spies and also have to set up a information gathering system. Luckily we have just the thing.
Now for sabotaging, we could if you wish go ahead and blow up Techlistaris key industry factories and farms, and also land and naval supply convoys. Neither OceanTech or Proguans will ever been found to have orchestrated the explosions, however there may be suspicious people pointing fingers. Would that be acceptable? I doubt Techlistaris have anti-artillery systems."
The Captain nods in approval.
"Seems reasonable for many parts if you can made those sabotages looking and feels like an accident rather than blew them out from nowhere and angers several people over the horizon, as it would only causes more suspicion and downright shifting more blames upon us (because they can), causing AA to let ourselves down for it, despite the lack of several evidences made by Techlistaris Co. .
In other words, they still have enough influences to winching our view as a sovereignty nation, and thus the only hope to tip their secondary position, was getting AA to fully support us on this so-called declaration of emergency event." , said by the Ambassador.
"Seems reasonable for many parts if you can made those sabotages looking and feels like an accident rather than blew them out from nowhere and angers several people over the horizon, as it would only causes more suspicion and downright shifting more blames upon us (because they can), causing AA to let ourselves down for it, despite the lack of several evidences made by Techlistaris Co. .
In other words, they still have enough influences to winching our view as a sovereignty nation, and thus the only hope to tip their secondary position, was getting AA to fully support us on this so-called declaration of emergency event." , said by the Ambassador.
"What do you mean by this so-called declaration of emergency event?"
"Oh and would you happen to know the locations of work or home of any Techlistaris and/or AA official or figures?"
"What do you mean by this so-called declaration of emergency event?"
"Oh and would you happen to know the locations of work or home of any Techlistaris and/or AA official or figures?"
"It was an emergency meeting between three representatives during an outbreak of people's riots, terrorists and other meaningful things. I would rather not to speak any further from this discussion.
Nope, I only manage to get a rough indications on where they live and work, as many people within AA influences were constantly shifting one place to another as part of their military routines. "
And so, the war has begun for Archeonia. In response to the arrival of the undead, Archeonian undead forces appear as well. It doesn't take long before the vast majority of Archeonia is a battleground as undead forces of both sides fight it out with eachother.
In the Grand Magic Centre, Necromancers and their undead minions fight off the legions of the False Prophet, with the Necromancers occasionally converting groups of enemy undead to serve them instead.
Meanwhile, the ground around the Capital starts trembling, as the Capital and the ground it is on is raised above the ground as the massive creature it is built upon awakens. Towering over anything nearby, the creature slowly makes it's way towards the ocean, crushing anything in it's path. The cloud of souls meanwhile is drawn into one of the tallest towers in the Citadel. In the capital, heavily armoured troops fight off any undead that has already arrived in the Capital/Citadel.
The Prophet, perched upon his stony platform some distance away, smiles as he mindfully observes the Archeonian Necromancers use similar powers to his own in efforts to recruit some of his undead army. He commands the appropriate counteraction to take place:
Crimson mist swirls from the floor, enveloping the undead warriors that had been converted by the Necromancers, causing said warriors to be disassemble quickly, then reassemble, born anew in their previous efforts to fight for the prophet - In a rising effort to defeat their defenses, the warriors, both within the centre and throughout Archeonia, slay as many minion as the minions do the Prophet's undead - while inside the centre, specifically, some of the necromancers are seized by the prophets will at the hand of the undead warriors, who are, in the presence of the crimson mist now rising from the floor, granted the ability to use the Necromancers own conversion enchantments against them. The Necromancers affected by this reversal, turn upon the others to fight for the prophet.
More warriors rise from the depth to replace those that have fallen, screeching at the height of the voices -
"Free our brethren! Free our brethren! Free them or drown in your own blood!"
While the Archionian battle wages on, one disc in the sky sends down a broad bolt of white light upon the bordering regions of the Aquon and the Khanate. When the light disperses, a vast army of humanoid beings appear, all dressed in white, all wearing the same face, all armed with a blue ball of light that sits ready in the palm of their right hand. This vast army of beings then separate, half of them swarming into the Aquon Expanse, the other half swarming into the Khanate territory. While the armies of White invade these two nations, with the sole intent to wipe them from the face of the planet, a message is sent to the leaders of both nation by an unknown means, in the form of a voice that delivers this message -
"I am the true King. My word is my truth. You have been found guilty of fornicating with the prophet. Your nation will be purged. Your people will be cleansed."
The same message is sent to the Garktonian outpost and the dome of IRIS, where at both these nations, another vast army of humanoids, all dressed in white and armed with a blue ball of light, also appear. The black dome of the IRIS is encompassed by the army, which then waits for further instruction. The army that arrives at the Garktonian Outpost, head straight for their homes and the other hiding places of their people. With the intent to wipe them all from the face of the planet.
Last of all, another vast army sent from the King appears at the border of the Udder Kind, who also receive the same message as the other nations. The Kings army of white then proceeds to invade, casting blue bolts of light from their right hand that instantly incinerate the Cows upon contact.
The Udder Kind enter a state of immanency, but none of them really know whats going on anymore. they did accept the Kings ally chit chat though, not that it made a difference once all the other clouds around the world disappeared in any case.
All the cows and bulls start preparing for war.
Up in space, Betsie Boo spilled her milk when one of the seven ships knock her satellite out of the way.
"Hey!" She yells, "Watch where you're going with that big old thing!"
She contact the Committee and asks for permission to fire on the ship for spilling her milk.
They reply with "Of course!"
She fires a High impact Udder cannon at the thing. "Take that!"
[i] Have to,[/i] they murmur. For a few seconds, they are silent. [i]Drones?[/i]
The Drones understand, and they look to the sky, which now has, in place of the cloud, a dark disc shaped object hanging many miles out and blocking much of the sunlight. The Drones seem a little preoccupied in their thoughts about the situation, so much so that a random number of drones scattered about the area actually reply to the creatures, rather than the usual uniformed selection form a close nit group:
The King. We are allies now. The cloud threat has been removed.
pause
Another threat has arrived. We may be in danger. We are preparing for war.
Pause.
A single drone then turns to one of the creatures,
You may be in danger. Be cautious, friends.
Then a large number of drones send out a message to the creatures, as though right at that moment a brand new knowledge from the Queen was shared with them, saying;
No one can be trusted
Meanwhile, and especially in light of the announcement that the face in the sky made earlier, The Queens Army is preparing the GV's for war - though she had informed them on a secretive, sub telepathic level, that it may not be the new comers that they need to fight, that all her drones throughout the world should be ready for anything.
Enemy identity uncertain.
General Saeki says.
"Sounds very interesting. We can arrange some forgery, although we will need to implant some internal spies and also have to set up a information gathering system. Luckily we have just the thing.
Now for sabotaging, we could if you wish go ahead and blow up Techlistaris key industry factories and farms, and also land and naval supply convoys. Neither OceanTech or Proguans will ever been found to have orchestrated the explosions, however there may be suspicious people pointing fingers. Would that be acceptable? I doubt Techlistaris have anti-artillery systems."
The Captain nods in approval.
- C.C.
In reply, Hannah receives an image of vast, flat land covered entirely by countless people, all of them dressed in white, all them wearing the same emotionless face, all of them speaking in the same united voice -
""Lay witness to our power. You are note alone. You will not be forsaken.""
When the dark energy appears above the cloud of ancient souls, defying the beam of light, the light retracts and the tortured souls of the cloud grow eerily silent. Moments later, a powerful gender-less voice erupts within the Grand Magic Centre of Archeonia -
"So be it. May their curse be upon you."
The fire from the High Impact Cannon strikes the disc and creates superficial damage the size of a small town on its hull. Immediately a swarm of micro mechanisms seep from the damaged areas, going to work in the repairing of the area. While this takes place, a pulse of unseen forces is projected from the Disc, seizing the udder Satellite before sending it Catapulting from its planetary orbit towards the sun at a relativity defying speed.
The pained screams of Tamriella finally come to a close when the spirit within her completes the transformation of her being. She is now over five feet in height with fiery red eyes, ink black skin, ghostly white hair, serrated silver teeth and lengthened nails, and adorned in a royal purple robe. In her hand is a translucent sword that appears to burn as if its molecular structure is literally composed of scarlet fire.
She now stands high upon a rocky ledge, holding up the sword to the discs in the sky and yells out in the baritone voice of the spirit -
"I will forever reject your doctrine and set forth your Allies as your Enemies!"
Lowering the sword to point at the lands and nations below, she yells -
"Rise you souls of ancient days! Come forth! Destroy the one that has forsaken you, free your brethren from the claim of the weak, and deliver my own will to the nations of this world!"
All the lands of the planet begin to rumble and quake, as if the entire world is struck by an earthquake.
In Archeonia, thousands of souls of the dead begin to come forth from the depth, armed with undead swords, spears and bows, and shielded with the armor from the days of old. They emerge from the ground in hoards, defying any door or barrier, while others rise from the floor within the Grand Magic Centre to destroy the Necromancers, and reclaim the freedom of their captured brethren.
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Meanwhile, in the Citizens' Assembly of the United Socialist States, a huge group of beings of every species, gender and color are sitting in some sort of outdoor ampitheater, and the atmosphere of the room was buzzing with worry.
"You saw the vessels in the sky, right? They are very-"
"What about that earthquake just now? I thought this place was geologically stable-"
"The other nations are preparing for war-"
"I don't know about you, but the talk of kings and whoever's the true heir is imperialist-"
"We have to act fast before they-"
The door slammed open and in walked the Regional Controller Maximus Powers, and the ampitheater fell silent. He simply walked up to the simple podium and started to speak. "My fellow comrades, I know that we are facing unusual events before us. But as before, I assure you that we will keep our neutrality as we have before. Not only that, but we will also continue to accept any and all immigrants and refugees from any country, enemy or no. And I also know that many of you are worried about the times ahead. But if we do go into a war, we will defend ourselves valiantly to the bitter end, and we will beat off the aggressors. But that does not mean we will enter an alliance. We will not join this war." Having made his point (the speech was televised too), he left the podium as the crowd applauded for a few moments, and then walked out the doors, which shut behind him. The room promptly burst into more argument.
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My RP: An Island
Why 'Fire at Will'? Why not Bob, Joe, or anybody else?
Veni, Vidi, Vici Caelus!
What didya expect, the Spanish Inquisition?
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[Yes my king. How will the false prophet be destroyed? If I may ask?]
All units across H.A.N.N.A.H are getting more prepped for war. More planning is done to make the units be able to fight armies of all sorts. Aircraft are being made to be faster, using Ednorean aircraft technologies.
Apparently this is what some of my friends think of me here:
"Always drunk." - Nights
"He's cool." - Pi
"[INSULT] [INSULT] [INSULT]." - Sparky
"He's adorable." - Leere
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯" - Digits
Well that wasn't very nice at all!
Betsie Boo spills a second glass of milk all over her darn self as she is tossed towards the gosh darn sun. She struggles to keep her seat but manages to press the "please just stop this from happening" button. Really, it's an actual button!
The satellite stops, because the "please just stop this from happening" function accessed the the gravitational repulsion system that makes the suns gravity act as a speed bump. Don't look at me like that! it's a perfectly normal function for a Satellite! Anyway, the satellite comes to a big old halt. Betsie is glad and sits to admire the much larger view of the sun prior heading back the planet. She also pours herself a fresh cup of milk.
Speaking of the planet: Down in the Udder Nation the committee gets a little concerned that they lose contact with Betsie's satellite. They look at each other for just a little minute then shrug. "I guess the Udder cannon thing didn't pan out too well!"
Soon after that the ground begins to shake, all the committee members spill their fresh cups of milk. They all seem very annoyed at this. Something needs to be done about the waste of all this fine milk lately. The Committee sends orders for someone, anyone at all, to find who caused the earthquake, then kill those milk wasting freaks!
While all this is happening, the preparations for war are on hold while many of the cows have fun riding their mechanical drones around.
[Yes drones. I am everywhere where my influence is. 1 mind.] she replies.
Apparently this is what some of my friends think of me here:
"Always drunk." - Nights
"He's cool." - Pi
"[INSULT] [INSULT] [INSULT]." - Sparky
"He's adorable." - Leere
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯" - Digits
The creatures collectively spark, raising their wings. We will fight with you.
For a few seconds, the creatures are quiet, only a slight murmur dripping down the link.
Suddenly, a thousand voices shriek over the link, drowning the drone's connections in shrieking, hissing, jabbering noise. They simultaneously flare their wings, throwing brilliant flashes of emerald light and crawling arcs of lightning that dance over the ground, dazzling the nearby drones' eyesight. With one surging movement, they take to the air, scattering flashing sparks.
With that done, over the link blasts a very loud ultrasonic blast, very high pitched and quite painful after that the link is then cut. The drones nearby are blinded for the time being. However a single white serpentine creature whirls around them, going through the air like a snake does through water. It opens its mouth and sends out a very loud burst of ultrasonic sounds, as they are blasted back by that, another creature, one with a strange sort of gun, a long barrel with a very tiny explosive bullet aims at the slits in the creatures helmets, and the ball bearing joints, rapidly firing at them. If they shall get struck a powerful explosion shall occur.
Apparently this is what some of my friends think of me here:
"Always drunk." - Nights
"He's cool." - Pi
"[INSULT] [INSULT] [INSULT]." - Sparky
"He's adorable." - Leere
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯" - Digits
There's no way to tell whether the sound even got through the caterwauling interference; at any rate, the creatures don't respond to it at all. As the link to the affected drone is cut, the interference stops.
The creatures raise their wings in unison, twisting in midair so they all face the same direction. Two of them hold the drone by the shoulders, their neck bleeding freely, as a third folds its wings in front of them.
As the serpent opens its mouth to scream, they beat their wings. They're accompanied by a flash of green light and a resounding CRACK.
The light fades. The creatures are gone, the only trace of them being splashes of a softly glowing green liquid splattered across the ground.
This drone is captured. Surprisingly it doesn't resist them at all. An explosion happens. The drone is instantly killed by the explosion. Seems like she would rather have her drones die than be captured.
The others take awhile to recover from the flashes and blinding. And collect samples of the green liquid.
Apparently this is what some of my friends think of me here:
"Always drunk." - Nights
"He's cool." - Pi
"[INSULT] [INSULT] [INSULT]." - Sparky
"He's adorable." - Leere
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯" - Digits
The two that carry the drone twitch. Automatically, two of their wings twitch towards the back of the human's head, their tips going dark.
At the same time, they flick their wings that face the sky, slinging blasts of white-hot fire to either side. Their wingtips quiver and splinter as they channel the force and heat of the explosion harmlessly into the air, causing the other creatures to duck out of the way. The drone slumps a bit in their grasp, but with the explosives in their head expended, there is nothing else it can do.
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"So it has begun."
"It has indeed. This should prove interesting. You know what to do, correct?"
"Of course. We've already recovered four of the artefacts, and the fifth is being dug up as we speak."
"Excellent. But then why seize control over those souls?"
"I thought it'd be useful to figure out how they do that attack reflect thing."
"I see. So you're gonna try and copy that power then?"
"Yes."
"Very well. But do remember your primary objective. Do not fail us."
"Don't worry, I can handle this. As long as you do your part I'll do mine."
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And so, the war has begun for Archeonia. In response to the arrival of the undead, Archeonian undead forces appear as well. It doesn't take long before the vast majority of Archeonia is a battleground as undead forces of both sides fight it out with eachother.
In the Grand Magic Centre, Necromancers and their undead minions fight off the legions of the False Prophet, with the Necromancers occasionally converting groups of enemy undead to serve them instead.
Meanwhile, the ground around the Capital starts trembling, as the Capital and the ground it is on is raised above the ground as the massive creature it is built upon awakens. Towering over anything nearby, the creature slowly makes it's way towards the ocean, crushing anything in it's path. The cloud of souls meanwhile is drawn into one of the tallest towers in the Citadel. In the capital, heavily armoured troops fight off any undead that has already arrived in the Capital/Citadel.
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Meanwhile, the digging team has recovered the object they were searching for, and is making it's way back to Archeonia. Or at least, to the sea near Archeonia.
"Seems reasonable for many parts if you can made those sabotages looking and feels like an accident rather than blew them out from nowhere and angers several people over the horizon, as it would only causes more suspicion and downright shifting more blames upon us (because they can), causing AA to let ourselves down for it, despite the lack of several evidences made by Techlistaris Co. .
In other words, they still have enough influences to winching our view as a sovereignty nation, and thus the only hope to tip their secondary position, was getting AA to fully support us on this so-called declaration of emergency event." , said by the Ambassador.
The OT Army advances and claims more land.
A new puppet nation is formed. OceanTech Land Surveys Limited.
The flags.
OceanTech
OEML - OceanTech Exterior Manufacturing Limited
OLSL - OceanTech Land Surveys Limited
OEML seeds it's eastern frontier to OLSL.
- C.C.
"What do you mean by this so-called declaration of emergency event?"
"Oh and would you happen to know the locations of work or home of any Techlistaris and/or AA official or figures?"
- C.C.
"It was an emergency meeting between three representatives during an outbreak of people's riots, terrorists and other meaningful things. I would rather not to speak any further from this discussion.
Nope, I only manage to get a rough indications on where they live and work, as many people within AA influences were constantly shifting one place to another as part of their military routines. "
The Prophet, perched upon his stony platform some distance away, smiles as he mindfully observes the Archeonian Necromancers use similar powers to his own in efforts to recruit some of his undead army. He commands the appropriate counteraction to take place:
Crimson mist swirls from the floor, enveloping the undead warriors that had been converted by the Necromancers, causing said warriors to be disassemble quickly, then reassemble, born anew in their previous efforts to fight for the prophet - In a rising effort to defeat their defenses, the warriors, both within the centre and throughout Archeonia, slay as many minion as the minions do the Prophet's undead - while inside the centre, specifically, some of the necromancers are seized by the prophets will at the hand of the undead warriors, who are, in the presence of the crimson mist now rising from the floor, granted the ability to use the Necromancers own conversion enchantments against them. The Necromancers affected by this reversal, turn upon the others to fight for the prophet.
More warriors rise from the depth to replace those that have fallen, screeching at the height of the voices -
"Free our brethren! Free our brethren! Free them or drown in your own blood!"
While the Archionian battle wages on, one disc in the sky sends down a broad bolt of white light upon the bordering regions of the Aquon and the Khanate. When the light disperses, a vast army of humanoid beings appear, all dressed in white, all wearing the same face, all armed with a blue ball of light that sits ready in the palm of their right hand. This vast army of beings then separate, half of them swarming into the Aquon Expanse, the other half swarming into the Khanate territory. While the armies of White invade these two nations, with the sole intent to wipe them from the face of the planet, a message is sent to the leaders of both nation by an unknown means, in the form of a voice that delivers this message -
"I am the true King. My word is my truth. You have been found guilty of fornicating with the prophet. Your nation will be purged. Your people will be cleansed."
The same message is sent to the Garktonian outpost and the dome of IRIS, where at both these nations, another vast army of humanoids, all dressed in white and armed with a blue ball of light, also appear. The black dome of the IRIS is encompassed by the army, which then waits for further instruction. The army that arrives at the Garktonian Outpost, head straight for their homes and the other hiding places of their people. With the intent to wipe them all from the face of the planet.
Last of all, another vast army sent from the King appears at the border of the Udder Kind, who also receive the same message as the other nations. The Kings army of white then proceeds to invade, casting blue bolts of light from their right hand that instantly incinerate the Cows upon contact.
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