phantomfinchWest Philadelphia , born and raised on the playground is where I spent most of my days.Join Date: 2016-09-06Member: 222128Members
Lava war stories, E-DAY
13:43 republic of koosh void cliffs, outpost 2B
PVT Karl "so what are we looking for exactly?"
SSGT Atyom "looking for enemy activity"
PVT Joseph "what like for the last 2 weeks? And please remind us sir what our observations have mustered."
Atyom "mouth off to me on more time jo and il personally escort down into the lava zone myself"
Joseph "do that then at least I would find some action there"
Sgt putin "now now ladies, save the fighting for the enemy. We follow our orders, win the war and f*** the prom queen, understood?
Joseph "more like watch the war"
Putin "jo just shut up for five minutes"
*warning class 5 levithan class creatures emerging from the north*
Atyom "what's that box saying?"
Karl "it appears that multiple levithan class creatures are emerging from the void at bearing 037 and are heading toward the lava zone entrance going at 35 knots."
Putin "ok now talk to us in Russian"
Karl " *sighs* basically either we're screwed or we're still doing nothing"
Joseph "isn't that just like every over day"
All "shut the hell up Jo"
Atyom "ok team time to act, Karl ready the tin cans "ray dio" putin look out the observation window and check what the hell is happening, and Karl.... uhhhhh keep quiet and il get you promoted and moved to the front. Understood?
all "YES SIR"
Putin "sir your going to want to see this"
Artyom "yes what....... WHAT IN THE ACTUAL VOID ARE THOSE.. and why is Jameszorg riding that thing that is also riding that larger thing"
Jameszorg "HELLO BOYS, SORRY IM LATE FOR HE PARTY IV BEEN MAKEING SOME NEW FREINDS, SAY HELLO TO THE ROCKPUNCHER, HARDSHELL LEVITHAN AND THE EYE EYE LEVITHAN, JUST IGNORE THE GIANT BULGES ON THE HARDSHELL HES NOT INFECTED THAT JUST CONTAINES HIS FOOD. WELL IL BE OFF TELL THE OTHER LEADERS THAT IV ARIVED AND THAT ALL IS WELL"
Artyom "ok as of now vodka is banned until the war ends. Wait Karl did you just send that message?"
PVT Joseph "what like for the last 2 weeks? And please remind us sir what our observations have mustered."
Atyom "mouth off to me on more time jo and il personally escort down into the lava zone myself"
Joseph "do that then at least I would find some action there"
Sgt putin "now now ladies, save the fighting for the enemy. We follow our orders, win the war and f*** the prom queen, understood?
Joseph "more like watch the war"
Putin "jo just shut up for five minutes"
*warning class 5 levithan class creatures emerging from the north*
Atyom "what's that box saying?"
Karl "it appears that multiple levithan class creatures are emerging from the void at bearing 037 and are heading toward the lava zone entrance going at 35 knots."
Putin "ok now talk to us in Russian"
Karl " *sighs* basically either we're screwed or we're still doing nothing"
Joseph "isn't that just like every over day"
All "shut the hell up Jo"
Atyom "ok team time to act, Karl ready the tin cans "ray dio" putin look out the observation window and check what the hell is happening, and Karl.... uhhhhh keep quiet and il get you promoted and moved to the front. Understood?
all "YES SIR"
Putin "sir your going to want to see this"
Artyom "yes what....... WHAT IN THE ACTUAL VOID ARE THOSE.. and why is Jameszorg riding that thing that is also riding that larger thing"
Jameszorg "HELLO BOYS, SORRY IM LATE FOR HE PARTY IV BEEN MAKEING SOME NEW FREINDS, SAY HELLO TO THE ROCKPUNCHER, HARDSHELL LEVITHAN AND THE EYE EYE LEVITHAN, JUST IGNORE THE GIANT BULGES ON THE HARDSHELL HES NOT INFECTED THAT JUST CONTAINES HIS FOOD. WELL IL BE OFF TELL THE OTHER LEADERS THAT IV ARIVED AND THAT ALL IS WELL"
Artyom "ok as of now vodka is banned until the war ends. Wait Karl did you just send that message?"
Jameszorg "HELLO BOYS, SORRY IM LATE FOR HE PARTY IV BEEN MAKEING SOME NEW FREINDS, SAY HELLO TO THE ROCKPUNCHER, HARDSHELL LEVITHAN AND THE EYE EYE LEVITHAN, JUST IGNORE THE GIANT BULGES ON THE HARDSHELL HES NOT INFECTED THAT JUST CONTAINES HIS FOOD. WELL IL BE OFF TELL THE OTHER LEADERS THAT IV ARIVED AND THAT ALL IS WELL"
*Broadcasting transmission*
Is this accursed thing worki-
*Connection interrupted*
*Broadcasting transmission*
Damn this technology... These Eye Eye Leviathans told me they had a working relationship with technology, but from the looks of it I've been lied to.
Anyway, greetings to all. I assume you received my earlier messages via Skope and myself, and it feels good to be back where I belong.
I would like to take this time to apologise to you all, for I have betrayed you all. I have committed unfathomable atrocities in my past, and for all of the death and hate this war has brought I am to blame. I was so desperate to achieve leadership over N-LAP during the first presidential election that my vision grew hazy, and I allowed my determination to take over.
I began the War of Five Fish, with my stupid dreams of seizing the Lost River for myself. @phantomfinch wanted that area, but I was about to loose my ancestral home to the EPCA; where else were we to go? Of course; we would share. I was to blind to see this option. I began the Green War, when the once small 4th Division were locked deep within the crust and driven mad. It was a move made in haste, and a decision agreed upon by minds still bitter from the previous war. The 4th Division lay waste to the Precursor Array, and killed my greatest generals. I began the Lava War, with my most Heinous crime yet. I assembled an army, comprised of members from all of the nations, and I swam them into the Lost River and committed mass genocide against the 4th Division.
I'm sure if Pater hadn't slaughtered those soldiers they would have killed me for the actions I forced them to carry out.
I still await trial. I can see the punishment for my crimes, and I am ready; I accepted my death long ago, and the oceans would be better off without me. No doubt the next generations will see me as a monster for what I have done. To be honest, I should have died long ago. But it cannot end yet... not until I finish what I started...
Whatever happens, know our bonds. Our past may have been rocky, and bumpy, but it was a past full of as much joy as hate. You are all my friends, until my bottom float upward.
Casual_PlayerThat...is a really good questionJoin Date: 2016-08-30Member: 221875Members
FMMA News Network
Today the first FMMA Space Station becomes operational. Following the secret development of space science technology followed by further study of the schematics of a rocket sent to the Aurora by the Alterra Corporation, and after years of work, finally the station is operational.
The first objective is the monitoring of the 4546B system using a diverse array of sensors, and feeding the information to the Precursor Array Ground to Air Weapon. Any vessel that enters the system will, at first, have their navigational computers hacked, so they forcibly leave the system. Failing that, the station’s sensors will coordinate the Precursor Array to fire at the vessel with a never seen before level of accuracy. The station will also shutdown the Precursor Array in na event when the weapon is taken over by a hostile force, and used with the objective to destroy the station. There will be no damage to the Precursor Array systems – only will turn off.
The second objective is the study of 4546B on a previous impossible level. With this “space eye”, analisys of the planet’s geography and atmosphere will be done using the sensors and the new array of research labs inside the station. The study of the true impacts of kharaa upon the planet’s ecology will have priority.
All scientific data will be available to the general public. If any institution desires to conduct a experiment using the station’s lab, please foward a requisition to the FMMA High Council, and the request will be analised.
Also, the station defences were create using new technology. A diverse group of small to long range ion weaponry, together with new ballistic weapons and rifles for the warriors, the defences will repel any attempt of boarding with extreme prejudice.
FMMA News Network
FMMA High Council
The body o four former member, the Councilour, together of the ones of his family, were disposed off. We plead to the leaders of the other factions that the use of the nanotech weaponry was not intentional. Unfortunately, one of our own, perhaps too loyal for his own good, decided to take matters into his own hands, and the results are there. While it is fortunate for every one of us the Lava Empire suffered such a terrible and devastating attack, the act of that weapon being once again deployed is not something we take lightly. At this moment, a through search is being made in search of more of these weapons, if there is any still there. Members of the Aboveworld Alliance, you can rest assured that no such weapons will be used again.
Now, Prime Minister @Jamezorg, it’s so good you returned from the dead. The hot chair we prepared, coupled with a very confortable noose, are waiting for you. It’s good you finally realised the extent of your actions, and is willing to answer for them. But, you bring newcomers here...
While their arrival is something good, we cannot ignore the fact their presence expose them to a risk they didn’t need to suffer. This whole place is a mess, and you believed bringing others would help? Really? We say what you are going to do with them: you will end up bringing destruction upon them, because all of your actions results on this: destruction and misery. We urge the newcomers to abandon this treacherous psychotic and murderous crabsquid before you end up dead because of his decisions. There is a reason why he is a wanted criminal.
@Enderguy059 – We ask you to send to us a list of trustworthy agents. The reason is these agents will have more ample Access to the scanning data for the Precursor Array. Our Space Station will be the eyes, your Precursor Array will be the hammer.
@phantomfinch – Thank you for the information. We are sending reinforcements to your outpost. Better safe than sorry. Also, is it normal for someone who drinks your vodka to keep calling their kids “Katyusha”, even if their names aren’t these?
Prime Minister: This is to @Casual_Player of the FMMA. I know times are tough, and the world is falling apart around us, but this war does not need your negativity; we already have it in great supply. These creatures came because they want to help us, and if they didn't I wouldn't have dragged them across ten thousand miles of void. I ask that you let events transpire through natural means. I appear to have missed something regarding a space station, which I will look further into.
Transmitter: Now transmitting in GCSC code...
Prime Minister: @phantomfinch , if there is anyone I can trust it is you. I landed on your shores, and your people took my army in. We have had our disagreements, but since the War of Five Fish we have been nothing but allies. I ask that you grant me protection from the monstrous force that is the FMMA. If we are truthful, he is worse than me; he sought to commit mass genocide against your people using nanobots, he has attempted to destroy thousand's way of life. And now he has more power than the President himself. Phantom, there are three people that need to be dead by the time this war ends: Pater, Casual, and me. Can I count on you to make sure it happens?
Thank you.
Transmitter: Broadcast concluded
Commander Flint: Is it true?
Jamezorg: Is what true?
Commander Flint: Did this man truly commit genocide? In my culture, the murder of innocents is highly frowned upon.
Jamezorg: None of us are innocent, Rock Puncher. Casual would say that the GCSC had committed terrible crimes against them. In truth, he took my side in the War of Five Fish, and now he seeks to kill me for genocide, like the hypocrite he is.
Commander Flint: You carried out genocide yourself?
Jamezorg: Against the 4th Division. They were terrorists, Flint; they had destroyed the Precursor Array, and they would have destroyed more if I hadn't wiped them out. Casual failed in his attempted genocide, and the ocean is better off for it. That's the difference between me and him. The last thing I want is for this war to blossom into another, but I see it on the horizon. Casual must die, and if the GCSC don't help me in this endeavour, then I don't know who will...
Professor Eiyu: Flint...
Commander Flint: What is it, Eiyu?
Professor Eiyu: The Empire of Eyes has declared war against the Republic of Stones. Flint... you and me are at war...
Jamezorg: Now now, let's not get carried away... We should focus on the Lava War before you head off to yours-
Commander Flint: I cannot be seen swimming back to my homeland with an Eye Eye Leviathan beside me! I would be labelled a traitor and killed for my actions! Allow me leave to kill the professor; we are at war now!
Jamezorg: ... no... we need to be focused... you are the only people who can-
Professor Eiyu: No! You can fight your own wars, and we'll fight ours! I am leaving tomorrow!
Jamezorg: I can't let you do that... People see me as a monster; I need to rebuild myself, people need to see me for what I really am again, and you can help me.
Commander Flint: You can help yourself. We're leaving tomorrow.
Jamezorg: ... please, I beg... Don't leave, there's still so much to fight for over here. The war is soon to be over, I hear. You can leave then. Just... please, if you leave now there will be nothing left of me. People will think you left because I mistreated you all, and I would be seen as even worse.
Commander Flint: Good. You're selfish, and arrogant, and I'd rather see you dead than Casual. I can see why others would too.
Jamezorg: I got to where I am for a reason! There are some out there who still think my name means something! You want to go home? Well my home, the Grand Reef, is polluted, and barren, and ridden with carar, as it has been for several months now! My caverns have caved in, and there is nowhere for me to go. All of my people are scattered across the ocean, taking up residence on other nation's land, and all of my soldiers are fighting in the war! You want to return home? I do too, and I have none! Who's selfish now?
Commander Flint: Sounds like you're a bad leader.
*Professor Eiyu creeps up behind Flint. He wrapped his two tendrils around flint, locking him in place. Flint squirmed to be free, and in the display he tore one of the leviathan's tendrils clean from the body. He turned around with force, knocking Eiyu backwards, leaving his bottom half exposed. Flint reared one of his gargantuan fists back, and with speed and force the enormous spiked club made contact with Eiyu's soft, unprotected stomach. The armour on Eiyu's back cracked from the blast, and yellow blood rose from the gaping wound in his belly. He became limp, and his dying body began to slowly float to the surface.*
Jamezorg: Flint! You need to-
Commander Flint: I know exactly what I need to do! I need to get home, and see my friends and family, and fight alongside my brothers in the real war! This battle means nothing to me; it's not one worth fighting!
*Commander Flint readied his fist again. Jamezorg backed up, but bumped into an enormous rock that was impairing his movement. He struggled to escape, but it happened in an instant. Flint's fist blinked forwards, and Jamezorg's insides churned. He heard an enormous crack, and looked back to see the rock behind him had broken from the force. Four of Jamezorg's mandibles fell from his body, and he quickly turned blind in one of his four eyes, seeing only darkness. He saw yellow blood churning from his many wounds like fumes from a chimney.*
Commander Flint: That was only half of what you really deserve... Let me show you the rest...
*Commander Flint was prepared to give the Prime Minister a finishing punch, when a Biter swam up to him determined and pecked at his armour. He laughed and decided to ignore it, but the small fish began to wriggle into the gap between his plates of armour. Now he began to feel the small nipping feeling. He tried to reach inside and pull him out but his fists were too big. Then more came. More and more biters swam in between his armour like a stream. He began to cry out in pain. Yellow blood seeped from the gaps in the armour, which was slowly caving in on itself. After half a minute, the screams had turned into a gargle, and the armour was only a pile on the floor, the flesh that it protected now non-existent.*
Casual_PlayerThat...is a really good questionJoin Date: 2016-08-30Member: 221875Members
FMMA High Council
We don't deny the genocide executed by our previous leader. It's a shame we will carry forever with us. If any of you are still there, we ask to make your own decisions, but don't rely on the Prime Minister @Jamezorg. His crime was like ours, but multiplied to much more. With the now dead previous leader of the GSCS, they worked together for another cure for the carar bacterium, deciding to offer an alternative to the FMMA therapy. The problem is their cure, being very wide distributed by cannisters, relied on the untested blood of the Emperor's eggs. That cure proved to be dangerous, when, outside the eggs, the carar infesting it became much more dangerous and it's mutagenic properties began to appear. Now, imagine that being carried away by canninsters on the entirety of our territory. The infection became much more worse than anyone could believe. The mutated fish became the beings first refered as "Unheard", then the name changed to "Kharaa", because of the similarities and matches between them and the organisms being fought by humans. The ones mutated by the faulty cure had one difference - their cure being also modified by nanotechnology, made them impervious to a impromptu weapon - the FMMA therapy.
The 4th Division enacted a jail break for Jamezorg and their General at that time. Security footage shows that operation being, in truth, an assassination attempt. To execute this, the 4th Division used Precursor Ion Crystals to create an explosion inside James Anderson Institute. The assassins managed to kill the General (their former leader), but the Prime Minister escaped. This explosion atracted a large horde of Kharaa, this one coming after a previous attack, which massacred the security of the Institute, along with many civilians there, receiving the therapy for the FMMA and treatment for other problems (the Institute is also a hospital). At the end, the FMMA Seurity leader had to ask for volunteers among the surviving patients to help them fight this second wave of Kharaa. They were sucessfull, but the cost was great.
The spread of the Kharaa, and the murder of countless civilians by the mutated beasts. This is the true genocide Prime Minister @Jamezorg helped create.
Each member of this council is a murderous bastard, ready to enact anything in order to protect FMMA interests. We don't deny that, and never will. The difference between the minister and us is that we don't occupy a high moral ground. We do what must be done. We learned a really important lesson since our genocide: if we don't attack our neighbors, they don't attack us. Using simple diplomacy and talks, we gained more allies than we though possible (we are still unsure about the GSCS vodka...)
The Prime Minister is a menace. @phantomfinch, we ask you to keep the Prime Minister arrested for trial, if he is still alive.
Unknown 1 "wakey wakey sunshine, we didn't save you for nothin"
Jamezorg "ughhh where am I, why can't I see and who are you?"
Unknown 2 "Now now prime minister, introductions will be for later. For now you need to answer some of our questions"
Jamezorg "my name, my rank and my division right? Jamezorg, supreme governor and general of the N-LAP forces and secret division "Himitsu" of both the Republic of Stones and Empire of Eyes. Now if you please send me to Bite I need to deliver him a message"
Unknown 1 "Dam I owe Ivan 5 shells. Anyway General Jamezorg I am goin to give you two prices of vital information, so you better listen you sadist f***. One your not leavin this camp alive, and two, we don't work for that coward Bite"
Jamezorg "Heh, let me guess Rebels?"
Unknown 3 "We prefer, Anti N-LAPdogs."
Jamezorg "ok can you take the blindfold off, it's irritating my eyes"
Unknown 2 "or what's left of them"
Unknown 1 "Quiet Gregor you'll ruin the surprise"
Jamezorg "Well now I i know there's a surprise, doesn't that defeat he point"
Unknown 3 "Fine bring the man a mirror and take of the blind fold"
As the blindfold is unveiled, James notice that he was losing an eye and 3 of his legs, his cranium canopy was ripped and sowed together in several places and half his mouth mandibles were taken out"
Jamezorg "jeez I remember the legs but the eye and mouth, did you do any of this"
Gregor "Nothing that you'll remember any time soon"
Unknown 1 "well since we've established that your not going to live much longer let's get on with introductions. I'm Agent 82 of Bites strider piloting squad, the small blighter on the right there is Gregor as you might of heard and the bitter one in the corner is Rodric"
Jamezorg "A warper? I though you were controlled with the activation code."
Agent 82 "well you see, some of the self aware warpers like myself and the rest of the piloting squad chose to remove our inhibitors chips after the shoal cannibalised itself, the distractions allowed for us to sneak away from the onslaught and seek medical help from what's left of the lost river base. A side effect of the removal process was the inability to self warp."
Jamezorg "So what now your just.... floaters?"
Agent 82 "make all the jokes you want, as soon as strider 3 arrives you'll be laughing in the lava zone"
Jamezorg "I though Bite destroyed them things, how did you get your claws on them?"
Agent 82 "all in good time Minister, all in good time"
Rodric "WHY CANT WE JUST KILL HIM NOW"
Agent 82 "listen hear Jamezorg you don't want to piss of rod, your devision 4 killed 25 of his brothers and 12 of his sisters, and don't get me started on what they did to his cousins"
Jamezorg "duly noted"
12 hours later
Agent 82 "where the hell are those striders *high pitch starting up noise* Agent 23 through 39 respond"
Agent 82 "DAMMIT THOSE WERE OUR LAST CHANSE OF REBELLION"
Jamezorg "Having a little bit of trouble there?"
Agent 82 "Rodric, kill"
Rodric "With pleasure"
Jamezorg "Oh no you don't."
A bright green flash erupts through the cave, too bright for an EMP but too green for a warpers ball attack.
Agent 82 "what the hell was that... IN THE NAME OF THE CREATOR"
Jamezorg stands over the wounded agent with spiked green phantom limbs erupted from his missing legs, more deadly and more powerful then his previous legs"
Jamezorg "Now it's time for some fun"
Agent 82 " *high pitch start up noise* ALL TROOPS THE GENERAL HAS ESCAPED, STORM THE CAVE, MAKE SURE HE DOES..."
The warper is decapitated at the neck with pin point accuracy
Jamezorg "If there's one thing iv learnt from past experiences, never underestimate your enemies ability to fight back when they have nothing left to lose"
Rodric "FOR MY FAMILY"
Jamezorg "you amuse me little one, but another thing iv learned over past experiences-
Jamezorg impales the biter with his phantom limb, Rodric turns grey and hollow as all signs of life empty from his body
Biters are all talk but no action"
Soldier "THERE HIS IS UNLEASH THR TURE POWER OF A UNITED SHOAL"
The crabsquid launches into the oncoming tide of biters, warpers and other rebelling species, one by one they are sliced, diced and minced by the creature that once was Jamezorg unnatural reflexes. He uses a gasopod sack and places it inside a warper rib cage to create a makeshift bomb. He blinds several crawlers and sends them into the faces of several incoming opponents.
Jamezorg "pathetic creatures, you stand no match to a general like meeee AGHHHHHH"
Gregor appears within the crabsquid now glowing canopy. Inch by inch he slowly nibbles at the brain within in a attempt at killing the beast.
Zorg "I WILL NOT BE PUT DOWN BY A SINGLE BITER!"
In an act of both sudden madness and insanity he impales both the biter and himself with his phantom limb, as a result of this a glowing green flame erupted from the wound, cooking the remains of Gregor and further damaging the flesh canopy.
The survivors of the massacre rush the injured prime minister and tear him apart, only to be stoped once a squad of biters and rockpunchers break down a wall and cover the carcass of the General.
Putin "You said over here?"
Rockpuncher soldier "yes we saw a green flash an then then we cleared their outside camp, the resistance is finished"
Putin "good work soldier now return to your squad well take the minister back safely"
Putin walks into the cave to find a pile of unidentifiable remains, a decapitated warpers and a nearly recognisable Jamezorg.
Putin "Bite, prime and HAL have a lot of work to do. Men signal the warpers for exstraction and tell the bots to ready the operating theatre"
Casual_PlayerThat...is a really good questionJoin Date: 2016-08-30Member: 221875Members
edited April 2017
Part 2
HAL: BITE, WE GOT A MESSEGE FROM YOUR GUYS!
BITE: WHAT DID THEY SAID? AND THE BEER IS OVER!
HAL: THE PRIME MINISTER, JAMEZORG, IS UNCONSCIOUS AND NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION! THEY ARE SENDING THE GUY TO US TO OPERATE! AND YOU FUCKING BOTTLE OPENER! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THE BEER?!
BITE: THAT'S ACCEPTABLE! AND THAT WAS DIRTY WATER! REAL FISH DRINK VODKA, TIN CAN!
HAL: I'M PASSING THE MESSAGE TO THE FMMA! AND I'M NOT A FISH, YOU LITTLE-
High Councilour #14: Generals, I hope I am not interrupting.
HAL: Oh sh-High Councilour, it's an honour! No, we just finished.
H. C.: I hope so. As I remember, you are there to end a war, not confraternize.
HAL: *gulp* Yes, High Councilour.
H.C.: Very well. I need you to send a detachment to the GSCS outpost at the Republic of Koosh. They are to escort the Prime Minister Jamezorg to the nearest of our hospitals. Himmelreich is aware of the problem, and he sent a team there to initiate the operation.
HAL: Operation? Aren't we supposed to kill that traitorous fucker?
H.C.: Since when I allowed you the use of such freedom with me, General HAL?
HAL: N-No, you didn't. Please, forgive my indiscretion.
H.C.: That is better. After the surgery on the Prime Minister, he is to be escorted to a holding cell, and wait for trial.
HAL: Y-Yes, my lord. It shall be done.
H.C.: See to it. Out.
Bite knew HAL was using a cyborg body, a biological body augmented with machinery. He never suspected, until that moment, that the machinery itself would become as pale as the organic parts, while HAL started sweating cold, shaking, terrified. In all of his life, Bite never knew the "tin cans" could feel fear so deep, mainly from their overlord themselves. Feeling pity for the fellow general, which he befriended during the war, there was only one thing Bite could do.
Himmelreich: Everyone here? Good. Start the operation.
Report: The Prime Minister suffered extensive damage to eye and three claws. We removed the eye, and ammended the circulation of the regions of the claws. Damage to internal tissue and brain caused by motive unkown. Brain damage partially caused by attack of the Biter kind. The team proceded to heal the damage, while keeping most of the tissue of the afected region alive. The body of a biter was removed, and a notification to the GSCS command has been issued. The biter suffered extensive damaged along the entirety of it's body by reason unkown. Patient being moved to holding cell.
H.C.: Now, now, Prime Minister. You realised you are still alive, yes? You realise we didn't kill you yet, yes?
P.M.:...
H.C.: That is what I like to hear! We will scheldule your trial. And there you-
P.M.: No need.
H.C.: I'm sorry?
P.M.: No need for your "trial", machine. I know what will happen there.
H.C.: And pray tell, what will happen there?
P.M.: You demented machines will finally have your revenge. Once I'm gone, there will be no one left to resist against your advances. All that talk about "peace" and "help" is a lie, and you know it. That trial will be as corrupt and rotten as all your machines are. In the end, only revenge will have it's day, while true justice will be left forgotten.You will still live.
H.C.: *chuckles* Ok, I will humor you. From one murderer to another, how shall be justice be achieved then?
P.M.: Everyone here is either corrupt or blind to the menace your machines represent. If fish doesn't allow me justice, them let it be decide by the gods.
The Devorandum Confederacy has been silent as of late.
We've been focusing our efforts into sneaking into enemy territory in order to find our former leader, Bonecruncher.
Our efforts have been successful.
Infiltrators report that Bonecruncher is alive... though barely. They were unable to establish verbal contact, but visual was made. The infiltrators had to retreat to avoid detection.
Bonecruncher is... very ruined. Most of his fins have been torn from his body, his skin and muscles have scars and bite marks and even chunks of flesh is missing. One of his eyeballs are half popped out of his skull.
He is missing two of his bottom mandibles. Reports say he is no longer capable of swimming, and he squirms on the ground like a worm. We have no idea how he's survived like this, but he has. We must push through so we can secure his rescue.
312-117 "Noble Cleanser"
343-2401 "Protocol Monitor"
042-1979 "Point of View"
015-1183 "Voice of Legion"
217-21153 "Servant and Punisher"
017-1199 "Civilian Protector"
@ResolutionBlaze, Noble Cleanser is close to reaching the prison where Bonecruncher is being held. Once he arrives and infiltrates it, he will be sure to break both the general and the Ampeel population out, once the former has received medical attention for some his wounds.
Your help in this matter is invaluable, however. I'm sending a contingency of agents led by @Nautical_Nick to your location. I want you to organize some volunteers who wish to accompany my squadron in evacuating the escapees.
312-117 "Noble Cleanser"
343-2401 "Protocol Monitor"
042-1979 "Point of View"
015-1183 "Voice of Legion"
217-21153 "Servant and Punisher"
017-1199 "Civilian Protector"
@ResolutionBlaze, Noble Cleanser is close to reaching the prison where Bonecruncher is being held. Once he arrives and infiltrates it, he will be sure to break both the general and the Ampeel population out, once the former has received medical attention for some his wounds.
Your help in this matter is invaluable, however. I'm sending a contingency of agents led by @Nautical_Nick to your location. I want you to organize some volunteers who wish to accompany my squadron in evacuating the escapees.
312-117 "Noble Cleanser"
343-2401 "Protocol Monitor"
042-1979 "Point of View"
015-1183 "Voice of Legion"
217-21153 "Servant and Punisher"
017-1199 "Civilian Protector"
@ResolutionBlaze, Noble Cleanser is close to reaching the prison where Bonecruncher is being held. Once he arrives and infiltrates it, he will be sure to break both the general and the Ampeel population out, once the former has received medical attention for some his wounds.
Your help in this matter is invaluable, however. I'm sending a contingency of agents led by @Nautical_Nick to your location. I want you to organize some volunteers who wish to accompany my squadron in evacuating the escapees.
312-117 "Noble Cleanser"
343-2401 "Protocol Monitor"
042-1979 "Point of View"
015-1183 "Voice of Legion"
217-21153 "Servant and Punisher"
017-1199 "Civilian Protector"
@ResolutionBlaze, Noble Cleanser is close to reaching the prison where Bonecruncher is being held. Once he arrives and infiltrates it, he will be sure to break both the general and the Ampeel population out, once the former has received medical attention for some his wounds.
Your help in this matter is invaluable, however. I'm sending a contingency of agents led by @Nautical_Nick to your location. I want you to organize some volunteers who wish to accompany my squadron in evacuating the escapees.
The Devorandum Confederacy has been silent as of late.
We've been focusing our efforts into sneaking into enemy territory in order to find our former leader, Bonecruncher.
Our efforts have been successful.
Infiltrators report that Bonecruncher is alive... though barely. They were unable to establish verbal contact, but visual was made. The infiltrators had to retreat to avoid detection.
Bonecruncher is... very ruined. Most of his fins have been torn from his body, his skin and muscles have scars and bite marks and even chunks of flesh is missing. One of his eyeballs are half popped out of his skull.
He is missing two of his bottom mandibles. Reports say he is no longer capable of swimming, and he squirms on the ground like a worm. We have no idea how he's survived like this, but he has. We must push through so we can secure his rescue.
This is Commander Rychus, field commander of task force Phalanx. Thank you for providing this information - it will be invaluable in our rescue operations.
We are currently preparing to breach the inner chamber and eliminate several targets of opportunity, which will hopefully destabilize the Lava Empire to the point at which the PH/SP can retrieve General Bonecruncher (and, if possible, the Ampeel population, including DJ Ampeel). After that, we will focus all of our forces on the task of attempting to capture or terminate Pater Aestus.
312-117 "Noble Cleanser"
343-2401 "Protocol Monitor"
042-1979 "Point of View"
015-1183 "Voice of Legion"
217-21153 "Servant and Punisher"
017-1199 "Civilian Protector"
@ResolutionBlaze, Noble Cleanser is close to reaching the prison where Bonecruncher is being held. Once he arrives and infiltrates it, he will be sure to break both the general and the Ampeel population out, once the former has received medical attention for some his wounds.
Your help in this matter is invaluable, however. I'm sending a contingency of agents led by @Nautical_Nick to your location. I want you to organize some volunteers who wish to accompany my squadron in evacuating the escapees.
Negative; Bonecruncher was not located in the prison. He seems to be crawling about and hiding. Capturing territory would secure his rescue as we can help secure the area and search.
312-117 "Noble Cleanser"
343-2401 "Protocol Monitor"
042-1979 "Point of View"
015-1183 "Voice of Legion"
217-21153 "Servant and Punisher"
017-1199 "Civilian Protector"
@ResolutionBlaze, Noble Cleanser is close to reaching the prison where Bonecruncher is being held. Once he arrives and infiltrates it, he will be sure to break both the general and the Ampeel population out, once the former has received medical attention for some his wounds.
Your help in this matter is invaluable, however. I'm sending a contingency of agents led by @Nautical_Nick to your location. I want you to organize some volunteers who wish to accompany my squadron in evacuating the escapees.
Negative; Bonecruncher was not located in the prison. He seems to be crawling about and hiding. Capturing territory would secure his rescue as we can help secure the area and search.
I think we could do that. While we will probably not reach the prision first, we will still be able to form a barrier between Pater and whoever's forces. Either Generals HAL or Bite have enough troops to either create a diversion or cover the prisioner's extraction.
312-117 "Noble Cleanser"
343-2401 "Protocol Monitor"
042-1979 "Point of View"
015-1183 "Voice of Legion"
217-21153 "Servant and Punisher"
017-1199 "Civilian Protector"
@ResolutionBlaze, Noble Cleanser is close to reaching the prison where Bonecruncher is being held. Once he arrives and infiltrates it, he will be sure to break both the general and the Ampeel population out, once the former has received medical attention for some his wounds.
Your help in this matter is invaluable, however. I'm sending a contingency of agents led by @Nautical_Nick to your location. I want you to organize some volunteers who wish to accompany my squadron in evacuating the escapees.
Negative; Bonecruncher was not located in the prison. He seems to be crawling about and hiding. Capturing territory would secure his rescue as we can help secure the area and search.
I think we could do that. While we will probably not reach the prision first, we will still be able to form a barrier between Pater and whoever's forces. Either Generals HAL or Bite have enough troops to either create a diversion or cover the prisioner's extraction.
FMMA High Council
Update on the Bonecruncher situation:
All attempts to come back into contact with Bonecruncher has failed.
Warpers were unable to infiltrate the territory and find Bonecruncher. Our efforts have also failed. We can only presume that Bonecruncher is imprisoned.
The Prime Minister’s cell was dark, and tight, and lonely, but admittedly better than the steel confines the FMMA had put him in. Not as homely as the transport that had taken him to the crater, but it was good enough. The cell was once a Precursor cache; one that the Prime Minister himself had taken extreme steps in the way of defending. He had taken the best soldiers from all across the sea, compiled them to form a single united force, and protected this sight. When the 4th Division arrived the battle was fierce, and it was too late when the Prime Minister realised it was but a diversion. The Precursor Array was destroyed, and the Prime Minister detonated the ion crystals in this cache so they wouldn’t fall into the wrong hands, and he eventually committed genocide against the 4th Division. Poetic, he thought, that I would die here of all places.
The cache was now an enormous cavern system, as untidy as if a worm had burrowed it. It wound around as it had done before, but the walls were less confined, and the ways less claustrophobic. The Prime Minister could see the outside just around the corner, but several dozen biters stood between him and the exit, and he wouldn’t brave the shoal in his condition. He wondered whether the High Council, or any of the FMMA for that matter, would be present at the trial. It would be a most cowardly thing if the High Council didn’t show up; they arranged this entire trial, and they set it and all its responsibilities in the fins of the Shoal. Much like I gave my armies to another in my absence, he thought. Then he began to wonder if there would be a trial at all; it was starting to look like the Prime Minister would find no champion in time. There were not many willing to fight for him, and those that were were already fighting the true enemy, deep below the seabed.
Days past him where the Prime Minister felt nothing. He scarcely moved from his slumped position in the darkest corner of the room. But what he lacked physically he made up for with his senses. He heard reports of the Lava War, and how well it was being fought. He heard the Biters talking about Agent 82, and what was to be done with him, and he heard much, much more. But what alarmed him the most was when a Blighter returned from the deep with news that the Prime Minister’s forces were not exactly getting along. One half of his force wished for the Prime Minister’s death, whereas the other wanted him to live through the trial and see another day.
Every passing day the same Blighter returned with the same message. “The situation in the Conglomerate army worsens,” the Blighter would not stop saying. How much worse could it get, the Prime Minister asked himself. Then, after five days of hearing the same messages over and over and over again, he saw.
Half of the guards at the cell’s exit dashed away without warning. As time went on, others began to periodically leave the confines of the cave. After five hours, and when his guards were dwindling in the single digits, they returned with a surprising guest. “Visitors,” one of the fish said as he led a Crabsquid and a Rockpuncher into the Prime Minister’s cell.
“Prime Minister,” the Crabsquid bowed. “It is an honour. I am Sir Karyb, of the Minister’s preference.”
“A sir?” The Prime Minister chuckled. “You’re older than me, then, but in much better shape. Only the Confederacy knight people; you must have been serving back when the Grand Reef was under their rule, before N-LAP rebelled.” Karyb nodded. “And what’s all that about the Minister’s preference? What’s that supposed to mean to me?”
“Of course... you don’t know, do you?” Karyb shook his head in discomfort and disappointment. “Well, your armies in the Lava Zone have been split into two factions. Some do not want you to die in this trial, but others do. Those that want you dead have labelled themselves Conglomerate Rebels, and book-end their greetings with of His Death. But those that want you to live on have called themselves the Conglomerate Ministry, and finish their greetings with of the Minister’s preference. You can guess who I side with.”
“Definitely...” the Prime Minister turned his attention to the Rockpuncher, who was so politely standing and waiting for the two to finish their conversation. “And who’s this you’ve brought with you? I thought all of the Rockpunchers packed their bags and left for their homes.”
“Not this Rockpuncher,” he said enthusiastically. “I am Duncin Slate, and I will serve as your champion, if you would have me.”
The Prime Minister was overjoyed. “Karyb, where did you find this one? How did you convince him to fight for me?!”
“It was all his own decision, Prime Minister. He just needed someone to lead him to you.” Karyb shared a grin with the Prime Minister. “He’s one of the best killers on the planet, so I’ve heard. The only question now is...”
phantomfinchWest Philadelphia , born and raised on the playground is where I spent most of my days.Join Date: 2016-09-06Member: 222128Members
edited April 2017
Base Vodka Tango Foxtrot. GCSC main camp. Koosh zone 15:15
Katyusha, a Female LT General of the Red Teeth Squad. "Evacuate all injured to the mushroom forest, treat the non criticals and send them back to the frount, we cant back down when were on the defensive"
Medic "Yes maam"
Bite "So hows my little Matryoshka, all fine in the rear guard I hope?"
Katyusha "General Bite sir all is fine here in camp, And if I may speak freely sir i would rather you refer to me by my rank, sir"
Bite "Please Kat, enough with the formalities cant a father have a little chat with his doch every once in a while?"
Katyusha "I dont like it but I will follow your orders si.. Dad"
Bite "There see its not that hard. Anyway the reason why im visiting is because of a little event thats going on in the dunes, the invitation said to admit one and I felt it was time for some father and daughter bonding time. Last time we were together was during your Cadet training"
Katusha "Is this the trial by combat the Minister has called for? Dad its not bonding if its for the army"
Bite "Common Kat, when was the last time you saw me outside the army? Please it was your mothers last wish for the family to never be seperated again."
Katyusha "Fine, but no funny business with your drinking buddy."
Bite "Hey I cant help it if the guy buys me a drink."
19:45
Bite "That trip took alot longer then expected, eh Kat?"
Katyusha "Thats because you got lost through the crag field"
Bite "Well if Pater could get lost then anyone could get lost"
The duo enter the meteor creator and are directed to the VIP "floating" area. HAL, and Agent Prime are already there.
Bite "Ay comrades, good day for a blood bath am i right"
Hal "Scilence Bite for a moment, This is very strange for Jamezorg he is normaly the pasifist of us, but this combat is quite unlike his character. Just what did he see past the void?"
Agent "Obvisouly it was bad enough to aquire an audience for his trial, everyone whos anyone is here. exept your shoal oddly enough Bite"
Bite "Well as you know in the shoal there are no rich, but there is also no poor."
Anouncer "GREETINGS TO ALL OF THE WORLD, This is a special match we have tonight for tonight we have the prime minister champion facing against the champions of each party he once allied with, man what a twist this turn of events has become"
Bite "Champion? I havent chosen a champion."
HAL "Dont worry freind, we just picked your highest ranking officer for you, we couldnt trust you picking a poor canidate and just relying on us for the battle"
Bite "wait who was my champion then?"
Prime "It was that girl the you brought, funny coincidence that was"
Bite "No.... SHE CANT FIGHT. WHERE IS SHE?"
HAL "Calm down i diddnt know you cared for anyone like this. Shes in the arena now facing against the traitor"
Bite "NO! call of the trial, YOU CANT SEND OF MY DAUGHTER TO HER DEATH"
HAL "Daughter?"
Bite rushes down to the creator but is stoped by a shield that HAL's technitions have placed to stop jamez from running
The Prime Minister sat between two Biter soldiers, watching the battle unfold from high in the stands. There were many onlookers; Reefbacks, Biters, Blighters, Androids, Warpers... the list went on and on. Looking down, the Prime Minister was having a difficult time seeing Bite’s champion, although what he did see gave him hope; Bite attempting to halt the trial in fear of his champion’s life. Two weeks in a cell using only his ears as a link to the outside did wonders for his sense of hearing. Everything was so clear, and every word had so much more meaning.
Slate strode out of the cave as if he owned the place. His name was called out by the announcer, and a mass of boos and hisses erupted from the crowed. Duncin only smiled, as did the Prime Minister. The cameras went live, and now the Prime Minister could watch the fight on a screen. He could see Bite’s champion readying for the charge. Katyusha was the name he had heard. He had also heard something about her being Bite’s own daughter. If this were true, it would make her death all the more sweet. All he wanted was to be free. There were three people on the Prime Minister’s list of people that needed to die, and what order in which they needed to die in. Pater, the High Council, and himself. Now Bite was at the top of this list.
“Let the battle commence!” The announcer boomed, and Katyusha charged at Duncin. The Rockpuncher flailed his fists about him, but the Biter skilfully manoeuvred through all of these blows, and made her way to Slate’s leg. Her bite was so strong that one of them fractured the shell around Duncin’s knee. He wailed in pain, and stomped the same leg with a furious rage. Katyusha swam away once again. The Prime Minister heard Bite screech as the foot went down; it was such a pleasant sound; to hear his enemy’s fear.
Katyusha swam around again, and this time gouged her teeth into one of the foreigner’s eyes. He screamed again and waved his spiked, clubbed hands once again. Now the Prime Minister was beginning to feel a little worried. He should have known Duncin was too gentle; he didn’t even seem like a killer in the cave, and now he looked even less like he could take a life.
Then, all of a sudden, the Rockpuncher swung his fist. In an instant, Katyusha became impaled on one of the spikes on his clubs. The crowd shared one quick gasp, but the Prime Minister cheered. Duncin looked up to him and gave a grin. At the mouth of the cave stood Karyb, who was in hysterics. The Prime Minister heard Bite scream a throaty scream, which made him chuckle all the more. Duncin held the fist with Katyusha impaled high above his head, putting her on display to the entire arena. There was no yellow blood in the water yet, but the Prime Minister was sure that there would be. Duncin span in a slow circle in the middle of the ring. “Let this be an example!” He roared. “An example as to what happens when the Shoal thinks themselves bigger than they are!” Duncin slammed his fist to the stone floor. There was an eruption of yellow blood and the entire crowd recoiled. The Prime Minister laughed harder than he ever had. Then Duncin repeated the action, and the crowd began to scream. The Prime Minister stopped laughing. Duncin slammed her into the floor again, and the Prime Minister flinched. He looked over at Karyb with his three remaining eyes, who was shari g the same expression as him. Duncin wasn’t stopping. The crowd began to flood into the ring towards the Rockpuncher to try and stop him, barging past the Prime Minister as they went. Karyb and the Prime Minister made their way to each other.
“We have to leave!” Karyb grabbed the Prime Minister and led him out of the arena. Shouts and cries were heard behind them, and the sound of dying filled the water. It was anarchy. “Don’t look back!” Karyb prompted. “Don’t look back...”
phantomfinchWest Philadelphia , born and raised on the playground is where I spent most of my days.Join Date: 2016-09-06Member: 222128Members
edited April 2017
Bite "NOOOOOOOOO"
The shield barrier is disabled as security pour in to restrain the rampaging rockpuncher
Bite "YOU MONSTER, IL KILL YOU"
The general shoots into the puckpuncher, shattering his breastplate and impaleing his body into the exposed flesh. the puncher contorts and spasms as he is consumed from the inside
Bite "Katyusha please no"
Katyusha "Fa..ther I... feel cold"
Bite "Please HAL get help send her to one of your facilitys"
HAL "The odds of her surviving the trip and the operation to save her are too grim im afraid, I recommend you stay with her while the warpers try their best"
Bite "NO she cant die, for the mothers sake she's the only one who i care for"
Katyusha "Bite I see mother"
Bite "You can go see her in a minute, please just stay with me a while longer Babushka."
Katyusha "Mom says shes proud of you *cough* *cough, she wouldnt want a better father"
Bite "No I failed her, im the only one left. im a failure of a husband and a failure of a father. Kat I love you and I've never wanted a better daughter, your the best girl i could of asked for. You cant die now please, just hand on."
Katyusha "You know i cant dad, I feel so cold just please give me on your your best dad hugs"
Bite "I can do that Kat, thats the one good thing im good for"
They embrase each other as Kat's time draws closer. Bite feels the life draining out of her at an alarming rate.
Bite "Kat? *sniff* do you remeber the song I about you I wrote"
Katyusha "How could i forget. You were such a terrible singer that im scared by the lyrics"
Bite "I know, Do you remeber the lyrics?"
Katyusha
"Apples and pears were blossoming
Mist on the river floating "
*cough* *bloody cough*
Bite
"On the bank Katyusha stepped out
On the high steep bank
Stepped out, started a song
About one grey steppe eagle
About her loved one
Whose letters she cherished"
*sniff*
tears floats out of Bite's remaining eyes
Katyusha
"Oh song, maiden's song
Fly towards the clear sun
And to the warrior on a far away border
Bring Katyusha's greeting "
Bite
"May he remember this simple maiden
And hear her singing
May he save our motherland
And love, Katyusha will save"
(OUT OF CHARACTER the song when translated from russian to english doesnt rhyme)
Bite "Good, now remeber it when you go see mother and tell her how bad of a singer I was"
Katyusha "Ok dad, I love you"
Bite "I love you too Katyusha"
*Time skip"
Katyusha is laid to rest atop the GCSC flag during her funeral several days later.
HAL "Bite there has been no sighting of Jamez since the arena. Please give up on this crusade of yours, its not healthy and the officers are starting to get worried."
Bite "You saw what HE did to her, I wont rest untill that coward sees what happens when you mess with a man's only joy and happiness."
HAL "Please Bite, we will find him and when we do he will seek a proper trial"
Bite "He will see no trial while I live. If your imcompident scouts cant find him, il just have to find him myself."
HAL "Bite where are you going, you won't survive on your own"
Bite "Im going where that thing that killed katyusha came from, then im going to slaughter every last thing there untill I find answers to there jamez is"
Foolish Aboveworlders, you anticipate fighting so much, that if you can't fight me, you fight yourselves.
Patience is a virtue.
The time has come troops.
REINFORCEMENTS
I place all three Spine eels on EC in Entrance A.
I place one Lava Lizard on C8 making a Sea Dragon.
I place one Lava Lizard on EC in Entrance B.
I place one Lava Larva on EC in Entrance B.
MOVEMENTS
I move the Ampeel from EC to C2.
I move the Lava Larva on C2 to EC in Entrance B.
I move the Lava Lizard on C1 to EC in Entrance B.
I make no attacks.
Not yet.
While moving or attacking from C3 to EC at Entrance C is accepted, just because it is related to a problem on the map drawing, such thing is exclusive to these two territories. Because it happened one time, and no one noticed it, that doesn't mean it can happen on other territories.
You third movement, the Lava Lizard from C1 to EC, thus cannot happen.
I move an army from OG-IG, one from C-OG, 1 E2-C, 1 E1-E2.
I attack EC with 3 of my IG armies
"So, Karyb," the Prime Minister said, short-winded. "What's have I missed in my absence? What's new in the world?"
"There are reports," Karyb hushed his voice, "of a plot amongst the High Council of the FMMA. The Conglomerate Rebellion intercepted a radio transmission from one of their doctors, talking about some sort of surgical procedure. We're still looking into this, but we have reason to believe it won't end well. Of course, the Shoal are performing their usual misdeeds, the EPCA are still following along to the rhythm everyone else has put in place..."
"They still have control of the Grand Reef, do they not?"
"Well, they won the election." Karyb sighed. "I think they gave up when radiation leaked all over the reef. Then the carar came and turned most of our citizens into Unheard. In your time imprisoned, we were able to send scouts out here to see if the water was habitable again. We have heard only good things. Quickly, Prime Minister; the Grand Reef should be just over this hill."
As if out of nowhere, a Crabsquid jumped over the hill. "Who goes there?!" She yelled.
"Sir Karyb, of the Minister's Preference," Karyb grinned.
"Ashlyn," the woman let down her guard. "Of His Death."
There was a short moment where Karyb processed the words. He quickly came to the realisation, and he reached for a stone on the ground. "Hide, Minister!" He yelled. "This woman is dangerous, and known to us! You have to hide!" The Prime Minister scuttled away behind one of the Sparse Reef's many crags. Karyb threw the rock at Ashlyn, who burst out its path. She then glided hastily over to the knight, before splashing sand into his four diner-plate eyes with a long, sharp mandible. He screamed and slashed his claws out at her, leaving a yellow-bleeding cut down her forehead. She screeched and backed down, but quickly latched onto Karyb's head. She scratched and clawed at the top of Karyb's head until blood was pouring out like yellow smoke from a funnel.
Then, quite suddenly, the Prime Minister turned her around where she stood, and he impaled each of her eyes with one of his remaining scythe-like claws. She screamed, but he did not stop. He pushed the claws further and further inside until they punctured the back of her head. She wriggled free, and scuttled away, hitting rocks as she passed.
The Minister's claws were stained yellow, and Karyb was still bleeding. He was falling unconscious. "I'll find someone to heal you!" The Prime Minister promised.
I move an army from OG-IG, one from C-OG, 1 E2-C, 1 E1-E2.
I attack EC with 3 of my IG armies
Ok. The only move that can be done is the OG-IG. All others can't, because that would leave your territories without an occupation army. I will roll the dices now.
Comments
13:43 republic of koosh void cliffs, outpost 2B
PVT Karl "so what are we looking for exactly?"
SSGT Atyom "looking for enemy activity"
PVT Joseph "what like for the last 2 weeks? And please remind us sir what our observations have mustered."
Atyom "mouth off to me on more time jo and il personally escort down into the lava zone myself"
Joseph "do that then at least I would find some action there"
Sgt putin "now now ladies, save the fighting for the enemy. We follow our orders, win the war and f*** the prom queen, understood?
Joseph "more like watch the war"
Putin "jo just shut up for five minutes"
*warning class 5 levithan class creatures emerging from the north*
Atyom "what's that box saying?"
Karl "it appears that multiple levithan class creatures are emerging from the void at bearing 037 and are heading toward the lava zone entrance going at 35 knots."
Putin "ok now talk to us in Russian"
Karl " *sighs* basically either we're screwed or we're still doing nothing"
Joseph "isn't that just like every over day"
All "shut the hell up Jo"
Atyom "ok team time to act, Karl ready the tin cans "ray dio" putin look out the observation window and check what the hell is happening, and Karl.... uhhhhh keep quiet and il get you promoted and moved to the front. Understood?
all "YES SIR"
Putin "sir your going to want to see this"
Artyom "yes what....... WHAT IN THE ACTUAL VOID ARE THOSE.. and why is Jameszorg riding that thing that is also riding that larger thing"
Jameszorg "HELLO BOYS, SORRY IM LATE FOR HE PARTY IV BEEN MAKEING SOME NEW FREINDS, SAY HELLO TO THE ROCKPUNCHER, HARDSHELL LEVITHAN AND THE EYE EYE LEVITHAN, JUST IGNORE THE GIANT BULGES ON THE HARDSHELL HES NOT INFECTED THAT JUST CONTAINES HIS FOOD. WELL IL BE OFF TELL THE OTHER LEADERS THAT IV ARIVED AND THAT ALL IS WELL"
Artyom "ok as of now vodka is banned until the war ends. Wait Karl did you just send that message?"
Karl "was I not meant to?"
Joseph "do I get my promotion now?"
Part 2 @Jamezorg if you please
*Broadcasting transmission*
Is this accursed thing worki-
*Connection interrupted*
*Broadcasting transmission*
Damn this technology... These Eye Eye Leviathans told me they had a working relationship with technology, but from the looks of it I've been lied to.
Anyway, greetings to all. I assume you received my earlier messages via Skope and myself, and it feels good to be back where I belong.
I would like to take this time to apologise to you all, for I have betrayed you all. I have committed unfathomable atrocities in my past, and for all of the death and hate this war has brought I am to blame. I was so desperate to achieve leadership over N-LAP during the first presidential election that my vision grew hazy, and I allowed my determination to take over.
I began the War of Five Fish, with my stupid dreams of seizing the Lost River for myself. @phantomfinch wanted that area, but I was about to loose my ancestral home to the EPCA; where else were we to go? Of course; we would share. I was to blind to see this option. I began the Green War, when the once small 4th Division were locked deep within the crust and driven mad. It was a move made in haste, and a decision agreed upon by minds still bitter from the previous war. The 4th Division lay waste to the Precursor Array, and killed my greatest generals. I began the Lava War, with my most Heinous crime yet. I assembled an army, comprised of members from all of the nations, and I swam them into the Lost River and committed mass genocide against the 4th Division.
I'm sure if Pater hadn't slaughtered those soldiers they would have killed me for the actions I forced them to carry out.
I still await trial. I can see the punishment for my crimes, and I am ready; I accepted my death long ago, and the oceans would be better off without me. No doubt the next generations will see me as a monster for what I have done. To be honest, I should have died long ago. But it cannot end yet... not until I finish what I started...
Whatever happens, know our bonds. Our past may have been rocky, and bumpy, but it was a past full of as much joy as hate. You are all my friends, until my bottom float upward.
Remember me.
*Connection interrupted*
*Broadcast concluded*
3 Spine Eels
2 Lava Lizards
1 Lava Larva
Today the first FMMA Space Station becomes operational. Following the secret development of space science technology followed by further study of the schematics of a rocket sent to the Aurora by the Alterra Corporation, and after years of work, finally the station is operational.
The first objective is the monitoring of the 4546B system using a diverse array of sensors, and feeding the information to the Precursor Array Ground to Air Weapon. Any vessel that enters the system will, at first, have their navigational computers hacked, so they forcibly leave the system. Failing that, the station’s sensors will coordinate the Precursor Array to fire at the vessel with a never seen before level of accuracy. The station will also shutdown the Precursor Array in na event when the weapon is taken over by a hostile force, and used with the objective to destroy the station. There will be no damage to the Precursor Array systems – only will turn off.
The second objective is the study of 4546B on a previous impossible level. With this “space eye”, analisys of the planet’s geography and atmosphere will be done using the sensors and the new array of research labs inside the station. The study of the true impacts of kharaa upon the planet’s ecology will have priority.
All scientific data will be available to the general public. If any institution desires to conduct a experiment using the station’s lab, please foward a requisition to the FMMA High Council, and the request will be analised.
Also, the station defences were create using new technology. A diverse group of small to long range ion weaponry, together with new ballistic weapons and rifles for the warriors, the defences will repel any attempt of boarding with extreme prejudice.
FMMA News Network
FMMA High Council
The body o four former member, the Councilour, together of the ones of his family, were disposed off. We plead to the leaders of the other factions that the use of the nanotech weaponry was not intentional. Unfortunately, one of our own, perhaps too loyal for his own good, decided to take matters into his own hands, and the results are there. While it is fortunate for every one of us the Lava Empire suffered such a terrible and devastating attack, the act of that weapon being once again deployed is not something we take lightly. At this moment, a through search is being made in search of more of these weapons, if there is any still there. Members of the Aboveworld Alliance, you can rest assured that no such weapons will be used again.
Now, Prime Minister @Jamezorg, it’s so good you returned from the dead. The hot chair we prepared, coupled with a very confortable noose, are waiting for you. It’s good you finally realised the extent of your actions, and is willing to answer for them. But, you bring newcomers here...
While their arrival is something good, we cannot ignore the fact their presence expose them to a risk they didn’t need to suffer. This whole place is a mess, and you believed bringing others would help? Really? We say what you are going to do with them: you will end up bringing destruction upon them, because all of your actions results on this: destruction and misery. We urge the newcomers to abandon this treacherous psychotic and murderous crabsquid before you end up dead because of his decisions. There is a reason why he is a wanted criminal.
@Enderguy059 – We ask you to send to us a list of trustworthy agents. The reason is these agents will have more ample Access to the scanning data for the Precursor Array. Our Space Station will be the eyes, your Precursor Array will be the hammer.
@phantomfinch – Thank you for the information. We are sending reinforcements to your outpost. Better safe than sorry. Also, is it normal for someone who drinks your vodka to keep calling their kids “Katyusha”, even if their names aren’t these?
Transmitter: Broadcasting transmission...
Prime Minister: This is to @Casual_Player of the FMMA. I know times are tough, and the world is falling apart around us, but this war does not need your negativity; we already have it in great supply. These creatures came because they want to help us, and if they didn't I wouldn't have dragged them across ten thousand miles of void. I ask that you let events transpire through natural means. I appear to have missed something regarding a space station, which I will look further into.
Transmitter: Now transmitting in GCSC code...
Prime Minister: @phantomfinch , if there is anyone I can trust it is you. I landed on your shores, and your people took my army in. We have had our disagreements, but since the War of Five Fish we have been nothing but allies. I ask that you grant me protection from the monstrous force that is the FMMA. If we are truthful, he is worse than me; he sought to commit mass genocide against your people using nanobots, he has attempted to destroy thousand's way of life. And now he has more power than the President himself. Phantom, there are three people that need to be dead by the time this war ends: Pater, Casual, and me. Can I count on you to make sure it happens?
Thank you.
Transmitter: Broadcast concluded
Commander Flint: Is it true?
Jamezorg: Is what true?
Commander Flint: Did this man truly commit genocide? In my culture, the murder of innocents is highly frowned upon.
Jamezorg: None of us are innocent, Rock Puncher. Casual would say that the GCSC had committed terrible crimes against them. In truth, he took my side in the War of Five Fish, and now he seeks to kill me for genocide, like the hypocrite he is.
Commander Flint: You carried out genocide yourself?
Jamezorg: Against the 4th Division. They were terrorists, Flint; they had destroyed the Precursor Array, and they would have destroyed more if I hadn't wiped them out. Casual failed in his attempted genocide, and the ocean is better off for it. That's the difference between me and him. The last thing I want is for this war to blossom into another, but I see it on the horizon. Casual must die, and if the GCSC don't help me in this endeavour, then I don't know who will...
Professor Eiyu: Flint...
Commander Flint: What is it, Eiyu?
Professor Eiyu: The Empire of Eyes has declared war against the Republic of Stones. Flint... you and me are at war...
Jamezorg: Now now, let's not get carried away... We should focus on the Lava War before you head off to yours-
Commander Flint: I cannot be seen swimming back to my homeland with an Eye Eye Leviathan beside me! I would be labelled a traitor and killed for my actions! Allow me leave to kill the professor; we are at war now!
Jamezorg: ... no... we need to be focused... you are the only people who can-
Professor Eiyu: No! You can fight your own wars, and we'll fight ours! I am leaving tomorrow!
Jamezorg: I can't let you do that... People see me as a monster; I need to rebuild myself, people need to see me for what I really am again, and you can help me.
Commander Flint: You can help yourself. We're leaving tomorrow.
Jamezorg: ... please, I beg... Don't leave, there's still so much to fight for over here. The war is soon to be over, I hear. You can leave then. Just... please, if you leave now there will be nothing left of me. People will think you left because I mistreated you all, and I would be seen as even worse.
Commander Flint: Good. You're selfish, and arrogant, and I'd rather see you dead than Casual. I can see why others would too.
Jamezorg: I got to where I am for a reason! There are some out there who still think my name means something! You want to go home? Well my home, the Grand Reef, is polluted, and barren, and ridden with carar, as it has been for several months now! My caverns have caved in, and there is nowhere for me to go. All of my people are scattered across the ocean, taking up residence on other nation's land, and all of my soldiers are fighting in the war! You want to return home? I do too, and I have none! Who's selfish now?
Commander Flint: Sounds like you're a bad leader.
*Professor Eiyu creeps up behind Flint. He wrapped his two tendrils around flint, locking him in place. Flint squirmed to be free, and in the display he tore one of the leviathan's tendrils clean from the body. He turned around with force, knocking Eiyu backwards, leaving his bottom half exposed. Flint reared one of his gargantuan fists back, and with speed and force the enormous spiked club made contact with Eiyu's soft, unprotected stomach. The armour on Eiyu's back cracked from the blast, and yellow blood rose from the gaping wound in his belly. He became limp, and his dying body began to slowly float to the surface.*
Jamezorg: Flint! You need to-
Commander Flint: I know exactly what I need to do! I need to get home, and see my friends and family, and fight alongside my brothers in the real war! This battle means nothing to me; it's not one worth fighting!
*Commander Flint readied his fist again. Jamezorg backed up, but bumped into an enormous rock that was impairing his movement. He struggled to escape, but it happened in an instant. Flint's fist blinked forwards, and Jamezorg's insides churned. He heard an enormous crack, and looked back to see the rock behind him had broken from the force. Four of Jamezorg's mandibles fell from his body, and he quickly turned blind in one of his four eyes, seeing only darkness. He saw yellow blood churning from his many wounds like fumes from a chimney.*
Commander Flint: That was only half of what you really deserve... Let me show you the rest...
*Commander Flint was prepared to give the Prime Minister a finishing punch, when a Biter swam up to him determined and pecked at his armour. He laughed and decided to ignore it, but the small fish began to wriggle into the gap between his plates of armour. Now he began to feel the small nipping feeling. He tried to reach inside and pull him out but his fists were too big. Then more came. More and more biters swam in between his armour like a stream. He began to cry out in pain. Yellow blood seeped from the gaps in the armour, which was slowly caving in on itself. After half a minute, the screams had turned into a gargle, and the armour was only a pile on the floor, the flesh that it protected now non-existent.*
Jamezorg: ...
*It turned black...*
We don't deny the genocide executed by our previous leader. It's a shame we will carry forever with us. If any of you are still there, we ask to make your own decisions, but don't rely on the Prime Minister @Jamezorg. His crime was like ours, but multiplied to much more. With the now dead previous leader of the GSCS, they worked together for another cure for the carar bacterium, deciding to offer an alternative to the FMMA therapy. The problem is their cure, being very wide distributed by cannisters, relied on the untested blood of the Emperor's eggs. That cure proved to be dangerous, when, outside the eggs, the carar infesting it became much more dangerous and it's mutagenic properties began to appear. Now, imagine that being carried away by canninsters on the entirety of our territory. The infection became much more worse than anyone could believe. The mutated fish became the beings first refered as "Unheard", then the name changed to "Kharaa", because of the similarities and matches between them and the organisms being fought by humans. The ones mutated by the faulty cure had one difference - their cure being also modified by nanotechnology, made them impervious to a impromptu weapon - the FMMA therapy.
The 4th Division enacted a jail break for Jamezorg and their General at that time. Security footage shows that operation being, in truth, an assassination attempt. To execute this, the 4th Division used Precursor Ion Crystals to create an explosion inside James Anderson Institute. The assassins managed to kill the General (their former leader), but the Prime Minister escaped. This explosion atracted a large horde of Kharaa, this one coming after a previous attack, which massacred the security of the Institute, along with many civilians there, receiving the therapy for the FMMA and treatment for other problems (the Institute is also a hospital). At the end, the FMMA Seurity leader had to ask for volunteers among the surviving patients to help them fight this second wave of Kharaa. They were sucessfull, but the cost was great.
The spread of the Kharaa, and the murder of countless civilians by the mutated beasts. This is the true genocide Prime Minister @Jamezorg helped create.
Each member of this council is a murderous bastard, ready to enact anything in order to protect FMMA interests. We don't deny that, and never will. The difference between the minister and us is that we don't occupy a high moral ground. We do what must be done. We learned a really important lesson since our genocide: if we don't attack our neighbors, they don't attack us. Using simple diplomacy and talks, we gained more allies than we though possible (we are still unsure about the GSCS vodka...)
The Prime Minister is a menace. @phantomfinch, we ask you to keep the Prime Minister arrested for trial, if he is still alive.
FMMA High Council
Also this:
Unknown 1 "wakey wakey sunshine, we didn't save you for nothin"
Jamezorg "ughhh where am I, why can't I see and who are you?"
Unknown 2 "Now now prime minister, introductions will be for later. For now you need to answer some of our questions"
Jamezorg "my name, my rank and my division right? Jamezorg, supreme governor and general of the N-LAP forces and secret division "Himitsu" of both the Republic of Stones and Empire of Eyes. Now if you please send me to Bite I need to deliver him a message"
Unknown 1 "Dam I owe Ivan 5 shells. Anyway General Jamezorg I am goin to give you two prices of vital information, so you better listen you sadist f***. One your not leavin this camp alive, and two, we don't work for that coward Bite"
Jamezorg "Heh, let me guess Rebels?"
Unknown 3 "We prefer, Anti N-LAPdogs."
Jamezorg "ok can you take the blindfold off, it's irritating my eyes"
Unknown 2 "or what's left of them"
Unknown 1 "Quiet Gregor you'll ruin the surprise"
Jamezorg "Well now I i know there's a surprise, doesn't that defeat he point"
Unknown 3 "Fine bring the man a mirror and take of the blind fold"
As the blindfold is unveiled, James notice that he was losing an eye and 3 of his legs, his cranium canopy was ripped and sowed together in several places and half his mouth mandibles were taken out"
Jamezorg "jeez I remember the legs but the eye and mouth, did you do any of this"
Gregor "Nothing that you'll remember any time soon"
Unknown 1 "well since we've established that your not going to live much longer let's get on with introductions. I'm Agent 82 of Bites strider piloting squad, the small blighter on the right there is Gregor as you might of heard and the bitter one in the corner is Rodric"
Jamezorg "A warper? I though you were controlled with the activation code."
Agent 82 "well you see, some of the self aware warpers like myself and the rest of the piloting squad chose to remove our inhibitors chips after the shoal cannibalised itself, the distractions allowed for us to sneak away from the onslaught and seek medical help from what's left of the lost river base. A side effect of the removal process was the inability to self warp."
Jamezorg "So what now your just.... floaters?"
Agent 82 "make all the jokes you want, as soon as strider 3 arrives you'll be laughing in the lava zone"
Jamezorg "I though Bite destroyed them things, how did you get your claws on them?"
Agent 82 "all in good time Minister, all in good time"
Rodric "WHY CANT WE JUST KILL HIM NOW"
Agent 82 "listen hear Jamezorg you don't want to piss of rod, your devision 4 killed 25 of his brothers and 12 of his sisters, and don't get me started on what they did to his cousins"
Jamezorg "duly noted"
12 hours later
Agent 82 "where the hell are those striders *high pitch starting up noise* Agent 23 through 39 respond"
Agent 82 "DAMMIT THOSE WERE OUR LAST CHANSE OF REBELLION"
Jamezorg "Having a little bit of trouble there?"
Agent 82 "Rodric, kill"
Rodric "With pleasure"
Jamezorg "Oh no you don't."
A bright green flash erupts through the cave, too bright for an EMP but too green for a warpers ball attack.
Agent 82 "what the hell was that... IN THE NAME OF THE CREATOR"
Jamezorg stands over the wounded agent with spiked green phantom limbs erupted from his missing legs, more deadly and more powerful then his previous legs"
Jamezorg "Now it's time for some fun"
Agent 82 " *high pitch start up noise* ALL TROOPS THE GENERAL HAS ESCAPED, STORM THE CAVE, MAKE SURE HE DOES..."
The warper is decapitated at the neck with pin point accuracy
Jamezorg "If there's one thing iv learnt from past experiences, never underestimate your enemies ability to fight back when they have nothing left to lose"
Rodric "FOR MY FAMILY"
Jamezorg "you amuse me little one, but another thing iv learned over past experiences-
Jamezorg impales the biter with his phantom limb, Rodric turns grey and hollow as all signs of life empty from his body
Biters are all talk but no action"
Soldier "THERE HIS IS UNLEASH THR TURE POWER OF A UNITED SHOAL"
The crabsquid launches into the oncoming tide of biters, warpers and other rebelling species, one by one they are sliced, diced and minced by the creature that once was Jamezorg unnatural reflexes. He uses a gasopod sack and places it inside a warper rib cage to create a makeshift bomb. He blinds several crawlers and sends them into the faces of several incoming opponents.
Jamezorg "pathetic creatures, you stand no match to a general like meeee AGHHHHHH"
Gregor appears within the crabsquid now glowing canopy. Inch by inch he slowly nibbles at the brain within in a attempt at killing the beast.
Zorg "I WILL NOT BE PUT DOWN BY A SINGLE BITER!"
In an act of both sudden madness and insanity he impales both the biter and himself with his phantom limb, as a result of this a glowing green flame erupted from the wound, cooking the remains of Gregor and further damaging the flesh canopy.
The survivors of the massacre rush the injured prime minister and tear him apart, only to be stoped once a squad of biters and rockpunchers break down a wall and cover the carcass of the General.
Putin "You said over here?"
Rockpuncher soldier "yes we saw a green flash an then then we cleared their outside camp, the resistance is finished"
Putin "good work soldier now return to your squad well take the minister back safely"
Putin walks into the cave to find a pile of unidentifiable remains, a decapitated warpers and a nearly recognisable Jamezorg.
Putin "Bite, prime and HAL have a lot of work to do. Men signal the warpers for exstraction and tell the bots to ready the operating theatre"
HAL: BITE, WE GOT A MESSEGE FROM YOUR GUYS!
BITE: WHAT DID THEY SAID? AND THE BEER IS OVER!
HAL: THE PRIME MINISTER, JAMEZORG, IS UNCONSCIOUS AND NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION! THEY ARE SENDING THE GUY TO US TO OPERATE! AND YOU FUCKING BOTTLE OPENER! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THE BEER?!
BITE: THAT'S ACCEPTABLE! AND THAT WAS DIRTY WATER! REAL FISH DRINK VODKA, TIN CAN!
HAL: I'M PASSING THE MESSAGE TO THE FMMA! AND I'M NOT A FISH, YOU LITTLE-
High Councilour #14: Generals, I hope I am not interrupting.
HAL: Oh sh-High Councilour, it's an honour! No, we just finished.
H. C.: I hope so. As I remember, you are there to end a war, not confraternize.
HAL: *gulp* Yes, High Councilour.
H.C.: Very well. I need you to send a detachment to the GSCS outpost at the Republic of Koosh. They are to escort the Prime Minister Jamezorg to the nearest of our hospitals. Himmelreich is aware of the problem, and he sent a team there to initiate the operation.
HAL: Operation? Aren't we supposed to kill that traitorous fucker?
H.C.: Since when I allowed you the use of such freedom with me, General HAL?
HAL: N-No, you didn't. Please, forgive my indiscretion.
H.C.: That is better. After the surgery on the Prime Minister, he is to be escorted to a holding cell, and wait for trial.
HAL: Y-Yes, my lord. It shall be done.
H.C.: See to it. Out.
Bite knew HAL was using a cyborg body, a biological body augmented with machinery. He never suspected, until that moment, that the machinery itself would become as pale as the organic parts, while HAL started sweating cold, shaking, terrified. In all of his life, Bite never knew the "tin cans" could feel fear so deep, mainly from their overlord themselves. Feeling pity for the fellow general, which he befriended during the war, there was only one thing Bite could do.
BITE: ...you can have my vodka.
HAL: ... Th-Thank you.
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North of Crash Zone: FMMA Citadel Andromeda
Himmelreich: Everyone here? Good. Start the operation.
Report: The Prime Minister suffered extensive damage to eye and three claws. We removed the eye, and ammended the circulation of the regions of the claws. Damage to internal tissue and brain caused by motive unkown. Brain damage partially caused by attack of the Biter kind. The team proceded to heal the damage, while keeping most of the tissue of the afected region alive. The body of a biter was removed, and a notification to the GSCS command has been issued. The biter suffered extensive damaged along the entirety of it's body by reason unkown. Patient being moved to holding cell.
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High Councilour #14: Good evening, Prime Minister
Prime Minister: Wh-Where am I?
H.C.: On the benevolent hands of the FMMA, of course! Where did you think you were?
P.M.: ...fucking automatons...OMNICIDAL SOCIOPATHIC BASTARDS!
H.C.: Now, now, Prime Minister. You realised you are still alive, yes? You realise we didn't kill you yet, yes?
P.M.:...
H.C.: That is what I like to hear! We will scheldule your trial. And there you-
P.M.: No need.
H.C.: I'm sorry?
P.M.: No need for your "trial", machine. I know what will happen there.
H.C.: And pray tell, what will happen there?
P.M.: You demented machines will finally have your revenge. Once I'm gone, there will be no one left to resist against your advances. All that talk about "peace" and "help" is a lie, and you know it. That trial will be as corrupt and rotten as all your machines are. In the end, only revenge will have it's day, while true justice will be left forgotten.You will still live.
H.C.: *chuckles* Ok, I will humor you. From one murderer to another, how shall be justice be achieved then?
P.M.: Everyone here is either corrupt or blind to the menace your machines represent. If fish doesn't allow me justice, them let it be decide by the gods.
I DEMAND A TRIAL BY COMBAT!
We've been focusing our efforts into sneaking into enemy territory in order to find our former leader, Bonecruncher.
Our efforts have been successful.
Infiltrators report that Bonecruncher is alive... though barely. They were unable to establish verbal contact, but visual was made. The infiltrators had to retreat to avoid detection.
Bonecruncher is... very ruined. Most of his fins have been torn from his body, his skin and muscles have scars and bite marks and even chunks of flesh is missing. One of his eyeballs are half popped out of his skull.
He is missing two of his bottom mandibles. Reports say he is no longer capable of swimming, and he squirms on the ground like a worm. We have no idea how he's survived like this, but he has. We must push through so we can secure his rescue.
312-117 "Noble Cleanser"
343-2401 "Protocol Monitor"
042-1979 "Point of View"
015-1183 "Voice of Legion"
217-21153 "Servant and Punisher"
017-1199 "Civilian Protector"
Your help in this matter is invaluable, however. I'm sending a contingency of agents led by @Nautical_Nick to your location. I want you to organize some volunteers who wish to accompany my squadron in evacuating the escapees.
I would prefer you using a different form of encryption, ceasor has been used too much in the war
Thats what makes it effective.
Mate, I seriously can't be bothered.
This is Commander Rychus, field commander of task force Phalanx. Thank you for providing this information - it will be invaluable in our rescue operations.
We are currently preparing to breach the inner chamber and eliminate several targets of opportunity, which will hopefully destabilize the Lava Empire to the point at which the PH/SP can retrieve General Bonecruncher (and, if possible, the Ampeel population, including DJ Ampeel). After that, we will focus all of our forces on the task of attempting to capture or terminate Pater Aestus.
Rychus out.
Negative; Bonecruncher was not located in the prison. He seems to be crawling about and hiding. Capturing territory would secure his rescue as we can help secure the area and search.
FMMA High Council
Update on the Bonecruncher situation:
All attempts to come back into contact with Bonecruncher has failed.
Warpers were unable to infiltrate the territory and find Bonecruncher. Our efforts have also failed. We can only presume that Bonecruncher is imprisoned.
The cache was now an enormous cavern system, as untidy as if a worm had burrowed it. It wound around as it had done before, but the walls were less confined, and the ways less claustrophobic. The Prime Minister could see the outside just around the corner, but several dozen biters stood between him and the exit, and he wouldn’t brave the shoal in his condition. He wondered whether the High Council, or any of the FMMA for that matter, would be present at the trial. It would be a most cowardly thing if the High Council didn’t show up; they arranged this entire trial, and they set it and all its responsibilities in the fins of the Shoal. Much like I gave my armies to another in my absence, he thought. Then he began to wonder if there would be a trial at all; it was starting to look like the Prime Minister would find no champion in time. There were not many willing to fight for him, and those that were were already fighting the true enemy, deep below the seabed.
Days past him where the Prime Minister felt nothing. He scarcely moved from his slumped position in the darkest corner of the room. But what he lacked physically he made up for with his senses. He heard reports of the Lava War, and how well it was being fought. He heard the Biters talking about Agent 82, and what was to be done with him, and he heard much, much more. But what alarmed him the most was when a Blighter returned from the deep with news that the Prime Minister’s forces were not exactly getting along. One half of his force wished for the Prime Minister’s death, whereas the other wanted him to live through the trial and see another day.
Every passing day the same Blighter returned with the same message. “The situation in the Conglomerate army worsens,” the Blighter would not stop saying. How much worse could it get, the Prime Minister asked himself. Then, after five days of hearing the same messages over and over and over again, he saw.
Half of the guards at the cell’s exit dashed away without warning. As time went on, others began to periodically leave the confines of the cave. After five hours, and when his guards were dwindling in the single digits, they returned with a surprising guest. “Visitors,” one of the fish said as he led a Crabsquid and a Rockpuncher into the Prime Minister’s cell.
“Prime Minister,” the Crabsquid bowed. “It is an honour. I am Sir Karyb, of the Minister’s preference.”
“A sir?” The Prime Minister chuckled. “You’re older than me, then, but in much better shape. Only the Confederacy knight people; you must have been serving back when the Grand Reef was under their rule, before N-LAP rebelled.” Karyb nodded. “And what’s all that about the Minister’s preference? What’s that supposed to mean to me?”
“Of course... you don’t know, do you?” Karyb shook his head in discomfort and disappointment. “Well, your armies in the Lava Zone have been split into two factions. Some do not want you to die in this trial, but others do. Those that want you dead have labelled themselves Conglomerate Rebels, and book-end their greetings with of His Death. But those that want you to live on have called themselves the Conglomerate Ministry, and finish their greetings with of the Minister’s preference. You can guess who I side with.”
“Definitely...” the Prime Minister turned his attention to the Rockpuncher, who was so politely standing and waiting for the two to finish their conversation. “And who’s this you’ve brought with you? I thought all of the Rockpunchers packed their bags and left for their homes.”
“Not this Rockpuncher,” he said enthusiastically. “I am Duncin Slate, and I will serve as your champion, if you would have me.”
The Prime Minister was overjoyed. “Karyb, where did you find this one? How did you convince him to fight for me?!”
“It was all his own decision, Prime Minister. He just needed someone to lead him to you.” Karyb shared a grin with the Prime Minister. “He’s one of the best killers on the planet, so I’ve heard. The only question now is...”
“Who will I battle?!” Duncin roared.
Katyusha, a Female LT General of the Red Teeth Squad. "Evacuate all injured to the mushroom forest, treat the non criticals and send them back to the frount, we cant back down when were on the defensive"
Medic "Yes maam"
Bite "So hows my little Matryoshka, all fine in the rear guard I hope?"
Katyusha "General Bite sir all is fine here in camp, And if I may speak freely sir i would rather you refer to me by my rank, sir"
Bite "Please Kat, enough with the formalities cant a father have a little chat with his doch every once in a while?"
Katyusha "I dont like it but I will follow your orders si.. Dad"
Bite "There see its not that hard. Anyway the reason why im visiting is because of a little event thats going on in the dunes, the invitation said to admit one and I felt it was time for some father and daughter bonding time. Last time we were together was during your Cadet training"
Katusha "Is this the trial by combat the Minister has called for? Dad its not bonding if its for the army"
Bite "Common Kat, when was the last time you saw me outside the army? Please it was your mothers last wish for the family to never be seperated again."
Katyusha "Fine, but no funny business with your drinking buddy."
Bite "Hey I cant help it if the guy buys me a drink."
19:45
Bite "That trip took alot longer then expected, eh Kat?"
Katyusha "Thats because you got lost through the crag field"
Bite "Well if Pater could get lost then anyone could get lost"
The duo enter the meteor creator and are directed to the VIP "floating" area. HAL, and Agent Prime are already there.
Bite "Ay comrades, good day for a blood bath am i right"
Hal "Scilence Bite for a moment, This is very strange for Jamezorg he is normaly the pasifist of us, but this combat is quite unlike his character. Just what did he see past the void?"
Agent "Obvisouly it was bad enough to aquire an audience for his trial, everyone whos anyone is here. exept your shoal oddly enough Bite"
Bite "Well as you know in the shoal there are no rich, but there is also no poor."
Anouncer "GREETINGS TO ALL OF THE WORLD, This is a special match we have tonight for tonight we have the prime minister champion facing against the champions of each party he once allied with, man what a twist this turn of events has become"
Bite "Champion? I havent chosen a champion."
HAL "Dont worry freind, we just picked your highest ranking officer for you, we couldnt trust you picking a poor canidate and just relying on us for the battle"
Bite "wait who was my champion then?"
Prime "It was that girl the you brought, funny coincidence that was"
Bite "No.... SHE CANT FIGHT. WHERE IS SHE?"
HAL "Calm down i diddnt know you cared for anyone like this. Shes in the arena now facing against the traitor"
Bite "NO! call of the trial, YOU CANT SEND OF MY DAUGHTER TO HER DEATH"
HAL "Daughter?"
Bite rushes down to the creator but is stoped by a shield that HAL's technitions have placed to stop jamez from running
Bite "KATYUSHA!"
Slate strode out of the cave as if he owned the place. His name was called out by the announcer, and a mass of boos and hisses erupted from the crowed. Duncin only smiled, as did the Prime Minister. The cameras went live, and now the Prime Minister could watch the fight on a screen. He could see Bite’s champion readying for the charge. Katyusha was the name he had heard. He had also heard something about her being Bite’s own daughter. If this were true, it would make her death all the more sweet. All he wanted was to be free. There were three people on the Prime Minister’s list of people that needed to die, and what order in which they needed to die in. Pater, the High Council, and himself. Now Bite was at the top of this list.
“Let the battle commence!” The announcer boomed, and Katyusha charged at Duncin. The Rockpuncher flailed his fists about him, but the Biter skilfully manoeuvred through all of these blows, and made her way to Slate’s leg. Her bite was so strong that one of them fractured the shell around Duncin’s knee. He wailed in pain, and stomped the same leg with a furious rage. Katyusha swam away once again. The Prime Minister heard Bite screech as the foot went down; it was such a pleasant sound; to hear his enemy’s fear.
Katyusha swam around again, and this time gouged her teeth into one of the foreigner’s eyes. He screamed again and waved his spiked, clubbed hands once again. Now the Prime Minister was beginning to feel a little worried. He should have known Duncin was too gentle; he didn’t even seem like a killer in the cave, and now he looked even less like he could take a life.
Then, all of a sudden, the Rockpuncher swung his fist. In an instant, Katyusha became impaled on one of the spikes on his clubs. The crowd shared one quick gasp, but the Prime Minister cheered. Duncin looked up to him and gave a grin. At the mouth of the cave stood Karyb, who was in hysterics. The Prime Minister heard Bite scream a throaty scream, which made him chuckle all the more. Duncin held the fist with Katyusha impaled high above his head, putting her on display to the entire arena. There was no yellow blood in the water yet, but the Prime Minister was sure that there would be. Duncin span in a slow circle in the middle of the ring. “Let this be an example!” He roared. “An example as to what happens when the Shoal thinks themselves bigger than they are!” Duncin slammed his fist to the stone floor. There was an eruption of yellow blood and the entire crowd recoiled. The Prime Minister laughed harder than he ever had. Then Duncin repeated the action, and the crowd began to scream. The Prime Minister stopped laughing. Duncin slammed her into the floor again, and the Prime Minister flinched. He looked over at Karyb with his three remaining eyes, who was shari g the same expression as him. Duncin wasn’t stopping. The crowd began to flood into the ring towards the Rockpuncher to try and stop him, barging past the Prime Minister as they went. Karyb and the Prime Minister made their way to each other.
“We have to leave!” Karyb grabbed the Prime Minister and led him out of the arena. Shouts and cries were heard behind them, and the sound of dying filled the water. It was anarchy. “Don’t look back!” Karyb prompted. “Don’t look back...”
The shield barrier is disabled as security pour in to restrain the rampaging rockpuncher
Bite "YOU MONSTER, IL KILL YOU"
The general shoots into the puckpuncher, shattering his breastplate and impaleing his body into the exposed flesh. the puncher contorts and spasms as he is consumed from the inside
Bite "Katyusha please no"
Katyusha "Fa..ther I... feel cold"
Bite "Please HAL get help send her to one of your facilitys"
HAL "The odds of her surviving the trip and the operation to save her are too grim im afraid, I recommend you stay with her while the warpers try their best"
Bite "NO she cant die, for the mothers sake she's the only one who i care for"
Katyusha "Bite I see mother"
Bite "You can go see her in a minute, please just stay with me a while longer Babushka."
Katyusha "Mom says shes proud of you *cough* *cough, she wouldnt want a better father"
Bite "No I failed her, im the only one left. im a failure of a husband and a failure of a father. Kat I love you and I've never wanted a better daughter, your the best girl i could of asked for. You cant die now please, just hand on."
Katyusha "You know i cant dad, I feel so cold just please give me on your your best dad hugs"
Bite "I can do that Kat, thats the one good thing im good for"
They embrase each other as Kat's time draws closer. Bite feels the life draining out of her at an alarming rate.
Bite "Kat? *sniff* do you remeber the song I about you I wrote"
Katyusha "How could i forget. You were such a terrible singer that im scared by the lyrics"
Bite "I know, Do you remeber the lyrics?"
"Apples and pears were blossoming
Mist on the river floating "
*cough* *bloody cough*
"On the bank Katyusha stepped out
On the high steep bank
Stepped out, started a song
About one grey steppe eagle
About her loved one
Whose letters she cherished"
tears floats out of Bite's remaining eyes
"Oh song, maiden's song
Fly towards the clear sun
And to the warrior on a far away border
Bring Katyusha's greeting "
"May he remember this simple maiden
And hear her singing
May he save our motherland
And love, Katyusha will save"
(OUT OF CHARACTER the song when translated from russian to english doesnt rhyme)
Bite "Good, now remeber it when you go see mother and tell her how bad of a singer I was"
Katyusha "Ok dad, I love you"
Bite "I love you too Katyusha"
*Time skip"
Katyusha is laid to rest atop the GCSC flag during her funeral several days later.
HAL "Bite there has been no sighting of Jamez since the arena. Please give up on this crusade of yours, its not healthy and the officers are starting to get worried."
Bite "You saw what HE did to her, I wont rest untill that coward sees what happens when you mess with a man's only joy and happiness."
HAL "Please Bite, we will find him and when we do he will seek a proper trial"
Bite "He will see no trial while I live. If your imcompident scouts cant find him, il just have to find him myself."
HAL "Bite where are you going, you won't survive on your own"
Bite "Im going where that thing that killed katyusha came from, then im going to slaughter every last thing there untill I find answers to there jamez is"
Patience is a virtue.
The time has come troops.
REINFORCEMENTS
I place all three Spine eels on EC in Entrance A.
I place one Lava Lizard on C8 making a Sea Dragon.
I place one Lava Lizard on EC in Entrance B.
I place one Lava Larva on EC in Entrance B.
MOVEMENTS
I move the Ampeel from EC to C2.
I move the Lava Larva on C2 to EC in Entrance B.
I move the Lava Lizard on C1 to EC in Entrance B.
I make no attacks.
Not yet.
While moving or attacking from C3 to EC at Entrance C is accepted, just because it is related to a problem on the map drawing, such thing is exclusive to these two territories. Because it happened one time, and no one noticed it, that doesn't mean it can happen on other territories.
You third movement, the Lava Lizard from C1 to EC, thus cannot happen.
@ResolutionBlaze - 1 army
@Jamezorg - 1 army
I move an army from OG-IG, one from C-OG, 1 E2-C, 1 E1-E2.
I attack EC with 3 of my IG armies
"So, Karyb," the Prime Minister said, short-winded. "What's have I missed in my absence? What's new in the world?"
"There are reports," Karyb hushed his voice, "of a plot amongst the High Council of the FMMA. The Conglomerate Rebellion intercepted a radio transmission from one of their doctors, talking about some sort of surgical procedure. We're still looking into this, but we have reason to believe it won't end well. Of course, the Shoal are performing their usual misdeeds, the EPCA are still following along to the rhythm everyone else has put in place..."
"They still have control of the Grand Reef, do they not?"
"Well, they won the election." Karyb sighed. "I think they gave up when radiation leaked all over the reef. Then the carar came and turned most of our citizens into Unheard. In your time imprisoned, we were able to send scouts out here to see if the water was habitable again. We have heard only good things. Quickly, Prime Minister; the Grand Reef should be just over this hill."
As if out of nowhere, a Crabsquid jumped over the hill. "Who goes there?!" She yelled.
"Sir Karyb, of the Minister's Preference," Karyb grinned.
"Ashlyn," the woman let down her guard. "Of His Death."
There was a short moment where Karyb processed the words. He quickly came to the realisation, and he reached for a stone on the ground. "Hide, Minister!" He yelled. "This woman is dangerous, and known to us! You have to hide!" The Prime Minister scuttled away behind one of the Sparse Reef's many crags. Karyb threw the rock at Ashlyn, who burst out its path. She then glided hastily over to the knight, before splashing sand into his four diner-plate eyes with a long, sharp mandible. He screamed and slashed his claws out at her, leaving a yellow-bleeding cut down her forehead. She screeched and backed down, but quickly latched onto Karyb's head. She scratched and clawed at the top of Karyb's head until blood was pouring out like yellow smoke from a funnel.
Then, quite suddenly, the Prime Minister turned her around where she stood, and he impaled each of her eyes with one of his remaining scythe-like claws. She screamed, but he did not stop. He pushed the claws further and further inside until they punctured the back of her head. She wriggled free, and scuttled away, hitting rocks as she passed.
The Minister's claws were stained yellow, and Karyb was still bleeding. He was falling unconscious. "I'll find someone to heal you!" The Prime Minister promised.
Ok. The only move that can be done is the OG-IG. All others can't, because that would leave your territories without an occupation army. I will roll the dices now.