[Roleplay] Flames of War

[Cherrymage]

Azlariah: "Just tell me why, and I'll consider it."

 

[Chaosy]

'Sapphire': "All souls do not hold equal value, it's that simple. I wont say any more than that. Decide."

 

[Cherrymage]

Azlariah: "Yes, but you have to wait for a long time to get his soul. Return the thing to me first,"

 

[Leo Akastenix]

The first shield dissolved but the second sheild mamaged to wtihstand it. The first shield regenrated like nothing happened. The Airships started firing cannons at the ground targets while more drones swarmed the area with their gattling guns. Then, infernals rained down from the sky towards their targets.


S.S DEstruct and its armada managed to land at the far east europe(Siberia) and starts making a base there while another landed in south of China and starts estabilishing a base there.


A huge chruning portal in the depths of Amazon, a group of Nathrezoums are channeling and getting ready for something.

Immerse Destruct: 1 day

now who said i couldnt be OP?

 

[Chaosy]

@Leo
No one?


'Sapphire': "How stupid do you think I am? Not going to happen."

 

[Cherrymage]

Azlariah: "And I'm not stupid enough to hand over Deroc before you give me that thing."

While another landed in south of China and starts estabilishing a base there.

A scout battalion

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consisting of Light Infantries, Rocket Infantries, Plasma Cadre, Attack Buggies, Tick Tanks and Falcon Prism Hovercrafts

approach the Shadowridge base.

Light Infantry #1: "Hey, stop and identify yourself in the name of Deroc!"

 

[Edge45]

*With the Ice Dragon crashing, Ed Blue Flashes to the ground, without any break. The dragon turned into an ice pillar, and with the four mysterious persons disappeared instantly (the apprentices).*

Ed: Hmm... that man... (the guy who teleported the four)
Faelen: Ed! the pillar!
Ed: Oh right, gyaa!!

*The man draws his sword, quickly slicing and breaking the ice pillar, while Faelen rapidly shoots magical arrows made of ice. Slowly, the ice cracks, then it breaks. With the aid of the Pherithian tanks, the ice pillar breaks*

Ed: Wew...
*Ed comes closer to Dyffros*
Ed: These people, wew, hey, ...er
*Ed acts a little strange, seeing this strange Pherithian (which he never seen before)*
Ed: As I were saying, do you know those people, and, might you tell me who you people are?
*With Ed asking questions, Faelen comes closer too, with curiousity in her mind*
*Waiting for Directive's Response*

*Meanwhile, at Jurope*
*With the structure destroyed, and Wayden's men injured. He quickly orders for a retreat. With the enemy having magical powers, he goes out of the destroyed building, and covers his retreating men.*

Wayden: Legrandus! show me your power!

*The sword glows, then it formed an ice covering from its edge, making it a little wider*

Wayden: Alright, how about we settle this one on one?

*Wayden challenges the mysterious man (Killer)*
*Waiting for Daffa's response*
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A note: Soon, Legranda will be splitted as it will face a civil war.

 

[Cherrymage]

@Edge: Deldrach is not there, sorry.

He's always residing in his stasis tube in Deroc's Deployed Command Spacecruiser. For more info, I recommend you to read my pastebin data about Pherith Empire here.

A note: Soon, Legranda will be splitted as it will face a civil war.

Hmm, sounds interesting.

Depends on the situation, the Pherith Empire will sooner or later face the same fate -- caught and split in a civil war.

 

[Edge45]

@Directive: Opps, sorry, I meant Dyffros. Edited the last post
Seen Game of Thrones (Boltons betrayed Starks),

 

[Cherrymage]

@Edge: Nevermind

Seen Game of Thrones (Boltons betrayed Starks),

Nope
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Ed: Wew...
*Ed comes closer to Dyffros*
Ed: These people, wew, hey, ...er

The Pherithians stare at Ed in confusion and awkwardness.

*Ed acts a little strange, seeing this strange Pherithian (which he never seen before)*
Ed: As I were saying, do you know those people, and, might you tell me who you people are?

Dyffros look at Ed and calmly says, "Yes, we are the glorious Pherithians -- proud citizens and servants of our revered Cakemaster Deroc Chan Kok Yew. I am Dyffros, the Enforcer of Pherith."

*With Ed asking questions, Faelen comes closer too, with curiousity in her mind*
Dyffros: "Looks like you're also interested too. May I know who are you two please? Where are you from?"

Meanwhile, a team of ambassadors and experts personally handpicked by Deroc himself are sent to establish relations with Legranda.

 

[Chaosy]

'Sapphire': "Kill Deroc, take his soul, bring it to me and we make the exchange. I wont hand this over before I know that you even have the goods."

 

[Edge45]

Dyffros look at Ed and calmly says, "Yes, we are the glorious Pherithians -- proud citizens and servants of our revered Cakemaster Deroc Chan Kok Yew. I am Dyffros, the Enforcer of Pherith."

*With Ed asking questions, Faelen comes closer too, with curiousity in her mind*
Dyffros: "Looks like you're also interested too. May I know who are you two please? Where are you from?"

Faelen: I'm pr-...
Ed: Whoa whoa whoa, excuse us for awhile...
*The two whispers for awhile*
Ed: Look princess, you must not show your identity,
Faelen: Oh... I see, sorry,
*Then they returned*

Ed: Anyway, we are from the Kingdom of the North, Legranda. I am Edliano, simply Ed, she is (er...) Felen. We are... travelers, and we want to find out the advance civilization the people are talking about at Asjeria
Faelen: Um... yes,
Ed: Well, it was nice helping, but I do want to find your leader


*Meanwhile, at the Glacial Verdant...*
*The celebration and coronation of the two heirs of the Verdunt and Corova have finally finished. Rums, beers, ale, and a lot of food was served all around
the citadel. As men enjoy, singing and laughing... but something was still not right...*
*Lord Estly walks around the walls, noticing three Crystal Cannons on the Keep walls, and to himself he said "What could be these Verdunts planning?..."*
*Deciding to look further, he heads inside and sneaks in the lower chambers of the stronghold... passing a stairway, he heards one of the Verdunts...
"Look, how long will you able to master that machine?" one of the men said and one replied "I already got it, we'll be smashing them bits and bits"*
*Hearing this, Lord Estly quickly gets out of the chamber, and heads to the stronghold keep hall, where the King is about to give his speech*

"People of Legranda, men and women of House Castellan, Corova, Verdunt and Estly. The two houses, Corova and Verdunt, have merge themselves, a new
legacy is to come. These two, will still serve the monarch of the nation..." After King Warden finishes his speech...
*Lord Verdunt quickly interrupts behind the King, then, Verdunt crossbowmen surrounds the upper floor...*
"Your grace" Lord Verdunt says... and...
*He stabbed King Warden towards his heart by a knife, deeply it pierced. And Lord Verdunt continues "You should have listened to me..., heh..., the time without Castellans has come"
And he pulls out the knife*

Warden: Ah...

*As the king falls towards his knees, the Verdunt crossbowmen started shooting Castellan and Estly soldiers, while those in the lower floors takes out their sword and
backstabs their targets. Lord Verdunt again, says to King Warden "Don't worry, I won't kill your childrens, but I'll let our enemies kill them", as the king dies.
*Outside, the commotion spreads, and it started to become a chaos, as Castellan and Estly soldiers are slaughtered*
*Running and arrived at the hall, Lord Estly found himself too late... and Lord Verdunt says to him "Lord Estly, your cause to us is not needed"*
*Lord Estly replied "I have been all right all this time", thinking that they cannot match the two houses within their stronghold, Lord Estly orders his remaining men to
follow him and retreat back*
*They mounted their horses at the stables and came out of the stronghold gates, gallooping towards the White Fields*

*At the stronghold's Keep balcony, where the three Crystal Cannons are placed, Lord Verdunt came out*
*He orders his men to use the cannons, and decimate the retreating Castellan and Estly soldiers, planning without survivors,
he orders two Legrandish Flyers to intercept them*
*To be continued*
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@Everyone: Legranda will be facing its own event, The Legrandish Civil War, for now, don't disturb it much. But you are free to take whichever side, note that Castellan's and Estly's will win. FYI anyways.

 

[Cherrymage]

Azlariah: "Very well. We'll meet at somewhere in the Kayuland Rainforest (huge forest stretching from eastern coast of Asjeria to northern Bolehland). I'll bring you his soul, and you are to give me the thing."

Ed: Anyway, we are from the Kingdom of the North, Legranda. I am Edliano, simply Ed, she is (er...) Felen. We are... travelers, and we want to find out the advance civilization the people are talking about at Asjeria

"Hmm..." Dyffros grunts. "Legranda, sounds cool."
Faelen: Um... yes,
Ed: Well, it was nice helping, but I do want to find your leader

"Our leader? No problem, but let me contact him first,"

Dyffros then makes a telepathic call to Deldrach. "Deldrach, two visitors from Legranda wish to meet Deroc,"

Deldrach's voice whispers back to Dyffros, "I'll tell Deroc about it... ah, yes, Deroc wishes to meet them."

"Okay, bye Deldrach." Dyffros turns his head to Ed and Faelen and nods. "Yes, he agrees to meet you. Come with me, I'll lead the way,"

 

[Chaosy]

'Sapphire': "I am on a busy schedule, when?"

 

[Cherrymage]

Azlariah: "After I have finished dealing with him."

 

[Chaosy]

'Sapphire': "When Deroc dies my Observers will likely be around for me to notice. I will wait for your success then. Now let me be, these Observers got work to do."

 

[WhiteFang]

Faerquarra Alearn converts the infernals to her own with ease,then absorbs the shield spell before eliminating dozens of Shadowridge forces with her spells

 

[Cherrymage]

Azlariah: "... okay."

<So, these crows are called Observers,> she thinks.

Most of the Fleenzub Fighters fly away from the swarm of Observers, however, some Scout Drones remain and, from a distance, keep an eye on the Observer carrying the item.

 

[Daffa]

@Everyone
Nobody force you to play in a set boundary, but try to be logical when it comes to destructive measure . It depends on your faction and powers. Though I don't mind dealing with lots of OPness, like we used to have in RP #1

 

[WhiteFang]

Nobody force you to play in a set boundary

Which I love

but try to be logical when it comes to destructive measure

I understand and will act logically

 

[Chaosy]

The Observer carrying said item dropped it so that another one could catch it, effectively getting rid of the tracking mechanic. They then split up heading in different directions once more, each one returning to their duties but the one carrying the item which headed for the Underworld gateway

 

[Cherrymage]

Azlariah reluctantly let go of the Tacitus segment and orders her units to retreat back to the crater base.

 

[Leo Akastenix]

The infernals shuddered and their eyes glowed red before turning back on the enemy. The shield's energies combusts and deals amssive damage to the absorber. The Hit shadowridge forces were covered by massive fel irom walls and amanaged to shield the spells and the generator activates again and this time by the channeling of 5 nathrezoums.

 

[Cherrymage]

Upon arrival, the team of Pherithian ambassadors are surprised to see a civil war going on in Legranda.

They don't know what to do. The diplomats and experts are wandering around searching for clues about what is currently happening in Legranda.
*

Hidden

Meanwhile, Deroc is alone daydreaming in his personal room.

Deroc mumbles, "Oh man... I don't know what to do now. Things are getting worse every day.." Deroc let out some asthmatic coughs, then he gets up and approaches his desk. He sits down and begins writing some runes on a piece of paper (which no one else understands, even for Deldrach), using a good ol' mechanical pencil.

*
A moment later, in Azlariah's personal room.

Azlariah is having a talk with Deldrach's visualization on her laptop screen.

Deldrach: "Milady, lately Deroc keeps getting sicker, and he has paid little or no attention to the governance of Pherith. It's finally time to carry out the first phase of our plan, milady!"

Azlariah: "Yes, Deldrach! To consolidate our powers, we will silently assassinate some Ghee Hin elites, and infiltrate their ranks from the inside."

Deldrach: "What a wonderful plan you devised, milady! My Faceless spies reported that the elites of Ghee Hin are going to hold a meeting tomorrow, in the Nightbeer Tavern."

Azlariah: "Good. Establish transmission with the Crimson Vindicators, I have a briefing."

Deldrach: "As you wish, milady." Deldrach's visualization then seemingly disappears, and a few seconds later the live chat is established. A few Crimson Vindicators are seen on the monitor screen relaxing in a room.

"Our mistress have something to tell us, boys, let's meet her," one of the Crimson Vindicators tells all the other Crimson Vindicators.

"Another mission?" another one curiously asks. All others rush in front of their monitor to see their mistress Azlariah.

"Greetings, my dear Crimson Vindicators."

All the Crimson Vindicators immediately concentrate in her words, but Azlariah can tell from their dreamy eyes that they are genuinely charmed.

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She can also notice one of them having a boner.

"Well, I have a mission for you, my boys. Tomorrow, those fools from Deroc's Ghee Hin will be going for their meeting in the Nightbeer Tavern. I want you to assassinate these little pitiful scumbags, without blowing up our cover."

"Yes, of course! We will not disappoint you in any way, mistress!" all the Crimson Vindicators respond with the exact same line, and bow to her with sincerity.

"Good luck in your mission, boys."

"Goodbye, mistress."

Azlariah then ends the transmission, follows by an evil laugh.

"My dear Deldrach, soon, we shall rule the Pherith Empire - together!"

"Of course milady! The pathetic Cakemaster Deroc's end is near. When we ascend into power, they will realize that Deroc is nothing but a fragile weakling who maintains his already weak grip on power by propagandas. When the time comes, they will hate him for life, and they will regard you, milady, as their revered savior!"

"Yes, Deldrach! Together, we shall!"

 

[Chaosy]

Daffa you're slowing me down
I have almost all my characters in the arena atm.


On one of the countless isles in the Underworld, a lone campfire could be seen in the dusky darkness from far away. While there were trees, bushes, plants of unknown origin. They were all missing leaves and seemed dead. Thus they were rather easy to see through. The Underworld was silent place as it was a very wide area with literary no wildlife and the population was almost entirely made out of soldiers. And the military kept themselves in the same area so seeing them going somewhere in ships were a rare sigh. At most, you'd hear the flapping of an Observer's wings when it flew by. As such, the sparkling fire was the only source of sound.
Three figures sat on two logs by the fire. "Noticed the frequency of the Observers as of late?" One of them asked. Even with little to no light, the speaking figure was a bit longer then the other two. And clearly was more muscular judging by the vague contours, presumably a man. He sat alone on one of the two mentioned logs, while the other two remained on the opposite side the fire pit.
"I heard the number of battles has increased drastically since the invaders came to Jupiter." One of the other two whom wore dark-red leather pants and a short top, leaving the stomach naked. The voice quite clearly revealed that it was a woman who answered. She looked to her right towards the third and last one in the small group. The third was keeping her gaze down towards the ground, appearing to be in thought. Though it was hard to tell since her dark clothes melted in with the darkness quite well. "Didn't you see one of the battles yourself, 'Lone'?" the second one asked as she pushed her elbow towards the third's side to make her react to the question. "Hm?" 'Lone' looked up slowly. "Oh, yes. I saw the battle against one of the invaders. Also, do not push me 'Queen'". 'Queen' ignored the last part of the 'Lone's sentence and just asked a new question with a happy undertone. "The one Azele led, right?"
"Yes." 'Lone' bluntly answered. The first and unnamed one of the three stood up as he spoke with an annoyed voice. "And Azele made us ally with them, we're supposed to wreck havoc, are we not?! I used to believe Azele was worth a damn." He declared with wide gestures. "'Requiem', we all know you never thought highly of Azele. You just happened to like her body. Shame on you, cheating on poor Lerania like that." 'Lone' stated with an emotionless voice, though smiling wickedly. 'Queen' burst out in laughter, she tried to cover her mouth to dampen it but ultimately failed. "Very funny." 'Requiem' answered with a sullen voice which reeked of sarcasm, apparently not finding it very funny. "She's not even my wife you brainless dimwit."
"What is she to you then?" 'Queen' asked with a entertained and curious tone. It took a few seconds before Requiem answered as his mind struggled to find words for his feelings. "A sister." he then declared. "Aren't I like a brother to you, huh?!" he continued with a demanding tone. "Fine.." 'Lone' answered with a dismissive wave with her hand, apparently finding his reasoning valid while admitting that all of them were like siblings to one another.
"More importantly, where is Lerania these days?" 'Lone' continued after a second or two of silence. 'Requiem' shrugged in reply, trying to pretend that he did not care.
"I thought you were supposed to be look after your girl friend." 'Queen' said jokingly with a smile. "Could you fucking not?.. she is in another world at the moment I don't know which." he replied in turn.
"Perhaps we should not count on her coming back in a few hundred years then." 'Lone' said as she thought out loud. "Perhaps.." 'Queen' mumbled, while 'Lone' just nodded silently.
"Let's just head to the Surface and seek out some worthy prey then, hm?" 'Queen' suggested with a rather optimistic voice.

 

[Daffa]

@Everyone: Sorry, I'll get all RP stuffs done once my RL errands are done. Especially tomorrow errands.

 

[Cherrymage]

@Daffa: No worries, we can wait
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A day later. The skies gradually turns pitch black, as night approaches and the hustle and bustle of New Malacca is being replaced with serene tranquility of the night. The shining moon is hanging up in the dark sky, surrounded by beautiful constellations of blinking stars.

Hours later and the midnight approaches.

Silently, the Crimson Vindicators creep their way towards the back of the tavern. They are hard to be noticed as their black suits blend perfectly in the darkness, and most of the citizens are probably enjoying their sleep at this time.

Without making the slightest noise, they climbed up to the roof of the tavern -- which are three floors above them, and most of them sneak into the ceilings. A few of the Crimson Vindicators move to the front of the roof, lower themselves and begin observing the situation outside behind a short wall.

Not long after a few minutes, some stylish black cars with glowing green stripes emitting plasma light arrive just before the entrance of the Nightbeer Tavern. Some people, most likely Ghee Hin elites, exit their cars and head into the tavern.

One of the Crimson Vindicators press his spy earpiece and reports, "Those Ghee Hin fools have arrived, and are entering the tavern."

"Roger that, we'll now begin the fun part!"
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In the longue, all the Ghee Hin elites, along with some blood elven concubines -- who are actually handmaidens and spies of Azlariah, are seen enjoying themselves over there.

After a few minutes of warming-up fun, they are now back to business time. The Crimson Vindicators are eavesdropping every single little detail spoken, and recording them in spy gadgets. They discuss about the worsening conditions of Deroc's asthma, the suspicious activities of the Rocksoul Clan and the gradually coming instability within the Pherith Empire, to list a few.

In the midst of the discussion, one of the towkays with a purple shark hair stands up and demands, "I want a barrel of beer! I am thirsty!"

Shocked, the bartender shivers for a while, afraid of any punishment. After all, this Ghee Hin towkay is among the influential elites of the Pherith Empire. She proceeds to serve the beer to the towkay. Her fear makes her less alert, and she takes quite a long time to find the beer the towkay wants. "Where is the Arygosbeer? Hmm... isn't the bottle supposed to be here? Am I drunk?"

A man approaches her and hands her the Arygosbeer bottle, smiling, "Here you are, miss bartender. The Arygosbeer."

"Oh, thanks so much, man!" the bartender replies with another smile.

"Hey! Don't waste my time lah! Kalau you nak flirt here and there, then you can go siam lah!" the towkay yells in impatience.

"O-okay!" the unsuspecting bartender opens the bottle and pour a cup of Arygosbeer to the towkay. She then gives the rude towkay the glass of beer.

The towkay feels better and drinks the whole glass of beer within seconds, follows by a sigh of relief. "Ah!"

A few seconds later the towkay coughs loudly in discomfort, and spits out some green glowing blood. "It's... poison! Fuck you, stupid bitch!" the towkay then gives her a middle finger, and shoots her a glare of hatred.

Soon, a loud bickering ensues in the entire tavern. Another towkay with casual brunette hair stands up and yells, "Hah! Ah Pak, you deserved to get poisoned, motherfucker!"

The purple towkay's supporters all stand up and glares at the brunette towkay with fury. Soon, a small fighting ensues, but they all seem to have forgotten about the purple towkay...

Until a thunderous bang and a throaty cough is heard from the purple towkay, all of the Ghee Hin elites stop their childish bickering and see what happens.

"He... look at his body! Rotten skins of orange and tons of green holes!" one of the elites screams in horror, shuddering in utter terror.

Indeed, the purple towkay has collapsed onto the floor in a pool of glowing green blood. His skins are now in rotten orange, full of greenish pimples and spots, and his skins keep decaying.

Some other towkays later collapse onto the ground, vomit greenish fluids and have their bodies decaying the same way as the purple towkay did. The Crimson Vindicators let out a sinister laughter, "We didn't know that you Ghee Hin bootlickers of Deroc are actually that childish!" All of them burst out another wicked laughter and one continues, "You useless children along with your so-called Cakemaster have no place in the Pherith Empire! Azlariah is the rightful sovereign of Pherith!".

The concubines of the Ghee Hin towkays turn against their lovers, and reveal themselves to be spies of Flardyrn sent by Azlariah herself, to undermine Ghee Hin and weaken Deroc's grip of power.

The Crimson Vindicators show up and encircled all the remaining lucky Ghee Hin survivors, and annihilate all of them showing no mercy and leaving no survivors. Even the innocent spectators have their heads

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(and also penises for male viewers)

cutten off from their bodies.

The bartender luckily survived in the midst of the chaos, as she hides herself somewhere in the tavern...

 

[Edge45]

*As Lord Estly, his men and Castellan loyalist gallop through the White Fields, the Crystal Cannons by the order of Lord Verdunt, fires towards them. Those who were hit were sublimated, the rest injured and crippled. The two Legrandish Flyers intercepted them and rapidly shoots, killing those who were hit*
*Without a choice, Lord Estly orders his men to change course and go towards River Velena on the north*

Estly: Dammit! We're being slaughtered, towards River Velena, swim through the waters

*Lord Verdunt notices them heading north towards a village*

Lord Verdunt: Change target, fire that village

*With the order, one of the Crystal Cannon operators hesitated and questioned his lord*

Operator: M-milord, the village, there's pe--

*Before he finished his sentence, his head fell off from his body, as Lord Verdunt already beheaded him and said:*

Lord Verdunt: Any questions from my orders will have their head same as him

*Fearing the lord, the rest of the operators, without any hesitation, fired the village, and it was decimated into smoke. The escaping men were shocked, with the cruel order, Lord Estly decided that they must swim through River Velena*
*Slowly, their numbers are lessened and lessened, until, the Crystal Cannons fires their finishing shots*
*A thick smoke covers the area, the Legrandish Flyers flies through scouting the area, and heads back to the Glacial Verdant, reporting of no survivors...*

*Then the rest were cleared out*
*Lord Verdunt gives his order to Lord Corova to prepare his men to attack Hailport, while he takes care of Northelm*
Lord Verdunt: Now that the rabbles are taken care of, Lord Corova, take your men and make siege to Hailport, and I towards Northelm with my troops and yours from the Blue Fortress
Lord Corova: ...
Lord Verdunt: We did the right thing Lord Corova, just remember that
*TO be Continued*

 

[Chaosy]

@Directive
LOL
Torture 101 guide.
1. Do not kill them before you torture them (aka not cutting the head of)
2. Crush the balls instead, it is way more painful


The infamous trio from the underworld casually strolled through Asia, talking as they walked through the wildlife. Not wanting to use the main roads. They always attracted annoying attention due their pale and almost sick-like appearance.
"So we are just going to barge in and rob them or something?" 'Queen' asked as she was clearly confused. "Exactly. They attacked 'Sapphire' after all, they should pay dearly." 'Requiem explained with a determined voice.
"Since when did we become burglars?" 'Lone' asked with her usual emotionless voice. "There will inevitably be some worthy pray around, you'll be satisfied as well." 'Requiem' explained.

 

[Cherrymage]

@Chaosy: lol

But that bitch wants it to happen quickly and they have no time to torture them one by one.

Though you're true about "Crush the balls instead, it's way more painful". Aiya, I should've made the Vindicators kick their balls (as well as cutting off their

Spoiler

dick

).

A little too late.

 

[Leo Akastenix]

Nightmare and a couple of animatronics were atop a hill, speaking.
Summoner: Na Portal pwing lut ya te! Da bay me, tho do tway te late may!(I can open a portal, but it will rake time and they will notice!)
Nightmare:Na Ga yu si bu! Myan mayan ta laut!(I dont care! Open the portal quick!)
Summoner: Okay(Okay)
The Summoner starts channeling and created a huge ripple of energy upon a high hill at Sumatra, surely the pherith will notice, but the portal was not meant to be controlled, it was to summon those of the void itself..ones with no control.

 

[Chaosy]

Indeed. Just a tip.

 

[Cherrymage]

The Summoner starts channeling and created a huge ripple of energy upon a high hill at Sumatra (Peninsula J you mean), surely the Pherith (Empire) will notice, but the portal was not meant to be controlled, it was to summon those of the void itself..ones with no control.

Indeed, the Pherithian Imperial Army (PIA) has noticed the massive energy currents.

A few Fleenzub Transports, along with a few Fleenzub Fighters, are dispatched to investigate what's going on. A few small scout battalions, from Peninsula J bases, are also sent to see what happens over there.

A few telepathic coughs is echoing around the hill. "May I know who are you, my dear friends? And what are you doing in my hill?" the voice, likely of Deroc's, calmly and politely asks the Shadowridge agents. "Don't worry, you'll be fine if you don't cause trouble."

 

[Chaosy]

I am tempted to make the Underworld people speak Swedish now just because.
Old Norse would be even better, but needless to say I don't know that language.

 

[Cherrymage]

OOC: Hmm... I wonder when and how did the Underworld elves learn Swedish despite having no contact with Earth?

As for my Pherithians, Deroc and the Chinese(-Malaysian-Pherithian) majority, as well as some elves influenced during the events of (unfinished) MegaCraft, have roots and bonds with Earth and therefore they can speak like us Earthlings.

 

[Leo Akastenix]

Nightmare heard the telepathy and replied "Who is it? We are trying to et some gems through a portal back to our H.Q, dont bother us and ull be fine".

The animatronics hiding found the scout trooper s and waited.

 

[Chaosy]

Well I'd not call it Swedish. I'd just say that it was their own language.

I found a converter for Elder Futhark, which is basically rune writing.
Though it converts to images.

 

[Cherrymage]

Nightmare heard the telepathy and replied "Who is it? We are trying to et some gems through a portal back to our H.Q, dont bother us and ull be fine".

Deroc's voice responds, "My identity does not matter so much. What's important is what are you doing here?"

A few other asthmatic coughs echoes around the hill. "Hmm... Isn't there any other places to do your mining business? And,don't forget that this is my land after all. Don't cause trouble and you'll be fine."

The animatronics hiding found the scout trooper s and waited.

The hi-tech Scout Drones, along with a few Deployed Sensor Arrays nearby, have detected the animatronics. The scout units are warned. "Something's wrong... Stay alert!"

 

[Chaosy]

'Queen': "We've been walking forever, do you even know where we are going?"
'Lone': "Beats me. I rarely visit the outside."
'Requiem': "We'll be there in due time. Don't worry."
'Lone': "Med andra ord, så vet du inte." (With other words, you don't know.")
'Requiem': "At the very least speak clearly!"
'Queen': "I was certain Lerania would've taught you that language."
'Requim': "She did teach me the basics, yes. But I never use it so I am rather rusty."
'Lone': "It's a bothersome language, really difficult to pronounce. Where did she learn of it anyway?"
'Queen': "In some other world, likely. She jumps around more than your chest when you run."
'Lone': "I'd kill you for that, if it wasn't you."
'Queen': "Jokes, aside. You're flat like a board."
'Lone': "I suddenly changed my fucking mind."

'Requiem' decided that it was time for him to scout ahead and left the two women arguing behind for a while.

 

[Leo Akastenix]

Nightmare: Just let us through and we will leave

 

[Cherrymage]

Deroc's Voice: "I'm not trying to be a jerk, but can you please do your business somewhere else? Like Jurope?"

@Chaosy: So, Lerania visited Earth at some point?

Wait... I forgot who the hell is Lerania. Who is she?

 

[Chaosy]

@Directive
Aye. She goes everywhere to conquer. And she is/was my main character in RP#2 which I intended to use in #3 as well.

 

[Cherrymage]

And she is/was my main character in RP#2

Really? I thought the Barlow Sisters were your only characters in RP #2? I can't believe it!
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A few hours later, the Crimson Vindicators now have gone to another place.

A counter has its sliding 'door' opened

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(I'm unsure what to call it in American English... my English is a little corrupted by Manglish)

, and the bartender, showing a face of terror, leaves it.

She is shuddering violently in deep horror. She quickly glances at the dead bodies and pools of glowing green blood, but immediately covers her eyes with her shivering hands.

"Those Flardyrn m-monsters... even Ah Pak was a lot better than those evil knife-eared monsters..." the bartender then looks at a portrait of Deroc hanging on the wall, and prays.

"Cakemaster! S-ss-save.. m-me.. Those elven... monsters... th-they..."

A shadowy figure, wearing a long tan wizard hat along with a brown coat, materializes before the scared girl and Deroc's portrait. The shadows that cover his face is so dark that only a pair of glowing yellowish eye can be seen. Behind the coat is a futuristic suit painted in brown.

"W-who are you!?" the bartender asks in fear. "D-don't come... near me... please..." the shivering bartender pleads with a feeble voice.

"My identity does not matter, girl. And don't worry, my friend, I'm not going to hurt you in any way. I'm here to look after you." the unknown wizard calmly responds with a friendly tone. He then switches to a rather furious voice, "These monsters deserve to be punished for their terrible crimes of betrayal! I know what am I doing, and what are those evil backstabbers doing..."

"Yes, those monsters must be punished! By the way, you sound familiar, stranger..." the girl mumbles to the wizard. "Like the Cakemaster. Are you our beloved Deroc?"

"No, I am not. My name is Olutaz." the wizards notices quite a few survivors looking at him. He softly whispers to the bartender, "But I have a secret to tell you," a telepathic voice then echoes within the bartender's mind, "Actually, yes. I am your Cakemaster Deroc, just in my secret Black Mage form. Apparently, two evil monsters are the masterminds behind this tragedy. Don't tell anyone else, kay?"

The bartender smiles at Deroc's Black Mage form, and nods. "Okay."

Deroc then summons a few voidwalkers. "Well, my friends, please look after this girl, and the whole tavern as well. 'Solve' any Flardyrn elves attempting to cause trouble, kay?"

"Yes, master!" all the Voidwalkers echoes exactly the same line.

Deroc then turns away and weaves his staff while chanting some Classical Mandarin words. A purple portal will then shimmers before Deroc. Before he leaves, he turns his head back and looks at the bartender. "Don't worry so much, my minions will keep you safe. Goodbye!"

Deroc steps into the shimmering portal. The portal vanishes afterwards, along with Deroc.

 

[Chaosy]

You mean like those wild west style doors? I am not quite sure if they have a specific name..


'Requiem': "We'll be there in within the hours, now."
'Queen': "And how do we get in? I hear they use some kind of weird card to confirm identity."
'Lone': "It is too bothersome to check every single person who pass through a city. They only inspect those who arrive in large numbers. Along with merchants with some sort of container I suppose."
'Requim': "Exactly, I am almost certain we can just walk in through the main gate."
'Queen': "And you don't think three blind, pale albinos would not be questioned in the least. You're naive."
'Requiem': "I prefer to describe myself as a person without too much worry."
'Lone': "You are quick to forget that they have had more than one clash with us not long ago. They know how those from the Underworld look by now."
'Requiem': "Fine.. I will do something about our appearance.. just leave it to me."


@Directive
Requesting permission to control the gate guards to the capital of yours if there are any. (fairly sure there are)

 

[WhiteFang]

Really?

Yup,I RP-ed along side her on a few occasions,and planed to a lot more

 

[Cherrymage]

@Chaosy: Yes

However, Deroc has secretly told them to be extra careful with elves ever since the Nightbeer Tavern incident. Especially those who looks strange or suspicious.

And at the perimeters of Inner New Malacca (a circle, and where Deroc's Deployed Command Spacecruiser resides at -- exactly at the center), security is extremely tight, for obvious reasons.

 

[Chaosy]

@WF
Suicidal bitch squad.

@Directive
No worries. If you feel like I do not act accordingly for whatever reason, correct me and I'll edit.


A good while later, the three would sight the great capital at the horizon.
They had gotten their hands on a few sets of modern clothes by 'lending' them from a few travelers whom were now floating face down in a river somewhere. They all wore hoodie a hoodie like chest piece which allowed them to hide their extended ears, their long hair covered most of the ears anyway but it was better to be safe. Luckily they had also found some makeup from one of the unfortunate travelers which they used to make their skin seem less pale. They also found some resin from a few random trees which they put in their hair to make it seem black. They used perfume to hide most of the smell of the resin as well.
'Queen': "I kinda look good with black hair!"
'Lone': "You owe me big time for this horrible smell, 'Requiem'.."
'Requiem': "It's not like I freakin' like it either you fucktard."
'Lone': "I smell no difference."

They then walked through the entrance casually with a quarter inbetween.
'Requim' and 'Lone' passed by without issues, however when 'Queen' was supposed to go through the huge gate some of the guards seem to have noticed the similarity between the three as their way of walking and whole muscle structure was slightly different. Most of the time the guards would hardly care, however despite 'Queen's upper half of the face being in shadow thanks to the hoodie she seemed rather delicate to the guards which eventually considered it worth their time to stop her and talk.

Guard 1: "Excuse us, miss! Yes, you with the grey hood!"

Five of the guards approached with quick steps in anticipation. 'Queen' turn her head towards them as she cursed silently to herself "Helvete också..". "Hm, is something the matter?" she asked with a worried tone. She did not have to fake that much as she was slightly worried. "Not at all, miss. Just standard procedures you see. Did you come here alone? Roads have been dangerous as of late." one of the guards explained to 'Queen'.
"N-no. I traveled in company with three others. But then we were ambushed by some weird race, they had really pale skin and long ears, I have never seen such!" 'Queen' exclaimed dramatically. "Where did this happen." another one of the guards asked harshly. "Shush, you'll scare the fine woman." the first one said. "Can you tell us where this happened, miss?" he continued. "Not far away at all. Just above the horizon by the road close to a river." she answered them.
"Let's take a squad and search downstream, they have likely been thrown into the water." one of the guards suggested and the others nodded in agreement. They were a bit disappointed over the fact that they did not get to speak to the woman further, but they had strict orders about elves so they had no choice. "Be on your way then miss, and thank you for your cooperation."

 

[Leo Akastenix]

Nightmare:That's it! Do it!
(The summoner opened a void portal)
Summoner; lets get out of here!
(Nightmare and the Summoner ran from the hill into the forest)
(Several void creatures now stepped through and the land nearby fell into a blight)


The animatronics jumped on the scouts wirh their teeth, claws and red eyes.

 

[Cherrymage]

Nightmare:That's it! Do it!

"What? What are you--"

(The summoner opened a void portal)
Summoner; lets get out of here!
(Nightmare and the Summoner ran from the hill into the forest)
(Several void creatures now stepped through and the land nearby fell into a blight)

"What the... fuck?!"

The animatronics jumped on the scouts wirh their teeth, claws and red eyes.

The scout units,

Spoiler

consisting of Light Infantries, Rocket Infantries, Unbroken Ones, Plasma Cadres, Tick Tanks and Falcon Prism Tanks

, retaliate with their powerful plasma lasers, rockets and bullets. The plasma lasers, rockets and Prism rays will likely inflict severe damage to the animatronics, if not destroying them.

"Damn stupid backstabbers! I was nice to them, but they all betrayed me! Fuck those bastards!"

Deroc, in his Black Mage form, materializes in the blighted land. He summons a few voidwalkers and shadowhounds loyal to him and rises Zombies from nearby corpses, before turning into his Holy Priest form.

Deroc, now as Anduin Wrynn II (Holy Priest form), dispels the land of blight and exorcises the hostile void creatures with Holy Light.

 

[Cherrymage]

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P.S. Yay! I made the 600th post!