FLA Leaders were Skales and Acidicus for the snakes, 'Ondo Quill for the owls, and i don't know who you had for the flygons.
(OOC: Ah i see, whatever, i may as well give them new names anyway, hopefully i'll remember them in some new move.)
The J Maybe Fulcrum could be a part of the FLA as an apprentice under the FLA's Flygon leaders?)
-Meanwhile on a rather high-speed patrol, the powerful X-Quaza roared and soared around through the desert, as if it were on mission to look for something. Both FLA leaders of FlyGohmar "Deathstrike" Azian and FlyGazili (last name, unknown) located in the front cockpit of the the massive Rayquaza-themed hyperjet. Both were talking to themselves about a certain flygon they have heard about, probably being Fulcrum, or as he was known to them, FlyGroum, not knowing he had changed his name.-
Deathstrike: "We must find this man of our kind at once, it is critical we need his help, as those Dragons from the South have reemerged once again!"
FlyGazili: "Yes, crucial so we won't be enslaved once again, or worse, driven to extinction! It'll only be a matter of time until those winged beasts find us again!"
Deathstrike: "Yes... but do you know we're flying the most POWERFUL weapon in all of Chima, my friend?!"
-FlyGazili grunted and shook his head, eyeing the controls before him, realizing there was a system to arm the devastating Drakonida Cannon before him and huffed-
FlyGazili: "Er, Yes Mr. Deathstrike. If maybe we see their lands as far as we could get into, we can eradicate them all with a push of a single button!" -he'd chuckled evilly, tightening his grip on the firing lever of the cannon.-
Deathstrike: "Only when we find the Dragon tribe's leader first off..." -he'd smirked, flying head-long in the direction down south, before resuming their search for Fulcrum-
(OOC: Making this to keep Flygon tribe, well Desert tribes, relevant)
-Still under control of the FLA, the capitol of Flygonistan numerous insurgent groups have fought for their own causes, but ever since (i totally forgotten the FLA leader's names, if any of you can remind me of who they are or their whereabouts, thank you) has been in power, numerous bands of insurgents and terrorist activity has been plaguing the Chimian Desert East, civilians of the territory fearing the worst in years living under such anarchist Shariah control, and with the Snake Kingdom in political ruin, their major allies, the FLA mobilizes to capitalize on this effect, hoping to make the Snakegyptians one of their true Caliphates.-
-Multiple UMFA (United Mountain Federation of the Aggron, remember) bases stationed in the deserts have all but fallen to FLA forces within Flygonistani territory, with remaining holdouts in Snakegyptian territories to keep an eye on the unraveling situation of the northern desert territory and help in humanitarian aid, with fewer bases down south in the Babylowlian territory.-
-Still out as sea, the Aggron ship Ironside, holding the remaining delegation of Sandstone Council Royalty and ledership, traveling towards Owl-owned Ports in the south deserts, keep churning thew waves along with it's massive Flotilla. Aboard the Bow of the massive Aggron warship, King FLygarra al-Dragconia I of Flygonistan looks onto the horizion as the desert landscape draws ever closer, along with UMFA President Agrakai Stone, looking out with him with the same blank stare of solem expression, also thinking with Flygarra about the ways to gain his former allies to rid the black stain on the desert territories...-
Aggrakai: "We're only a few hundred miles more to cross this sea, Flygarra, you'll soon be back on your soil soon, and we'll soon start our reconquest of your kingdom, your highness..." -the Aggron said stern and firmly like his steel head. Flygarra turned to him and nodded-
Flygarra: "Yes, me and my Queen Sister Flyzeinab are willing to fight for our land, for all the glory that is for my lineage... and such..." -he'd say, huffing at the last bit.-
Aggrakai: "Say, didn't you want to harness the power of some strange rock you valued highly and turn it into some weapon of mass destruction...?" -he'd said, scratching his rusted beard, Flygarra grunting and rolling his eyes-
Flygarra: "I wanted to spread my power over Chima and tell other tribes at the time not to mess with us desert peoples... but now since the FLA are in power, it'll only be a matter of time until they find my prized X-Quaza Jet and it's ability to deploy our most powerful weapon, being the Drakonida Cannon... or maybe im not remembering something right and both X-Quaza and Drakonida Cannon are destroyed..."
Aggrakai: "I see you suffer some sort of time freeze like we have had indeed..."
Flygarra: "Quit talking! The other people behind the boundaries know we're talking about them!"
Aggrakai: "...wha..?"
-Flygarra's Queen Sister, Flyzeinab casually butts in and hands some sort of newspaper to Aggrakai-
Flyzeinab: "Ey! Take a read of this why don't you!? Something's gone on in the south of Chima!"
-The UMFA President takes a read of the paper and notes the large headline of "Dragons let free, The South rises again, chima's elemental unbalance written on the wall!" The Aggron raises a brow, knowing how... foreign this "elemental balance" and what these "dragons" are.-
Aggrakai: "I... don't understand these mainland issues... what is this elemental balance this papers speak of? and aren't I standing next to a dragon here?"
-Flygarra also seen the print and groaned in fear, tightly tugging down his antennae in dispear and worry-
"Great, these guys again, i-i thought they'd stay petrified in the south for an eternity! I know from written tales of what these beasts have done to fool our tribe!"
OOC: There actually isn't an Elemental Balance that needs to be maintained in this version of Chima. There won't be earthquakes from the Dragons' presence.
@electricsunset1217 , question. Are you done with your characters and the roleplay here (aside from being inactive, which i completely understand), or did you just ditch the particular storyline of Sven, Decade's salmonid?
i'm not sure quite how interested i still am in the splatoon timeline, but yes, i've been inactive
OOC: Conversation's not over. Pihana's still there.
(OOC: Oh i see.) -After being thawed out by being frozen or whatever happened to her i guess, the Piranha Duchess, grunts and looks around herself- "...What happened...?! How long have i been out?!" -she'd growled, gritting her sharp teeth-
IC: *Ppyrr explains to Pihana about the big orange beam that took Pirex and the other orange beams that went southward, and that he called a truce to figure out what was going on, rather than keep on fighting. After talking about the beam taking Pirex...* "It just took Pirex! He's gone!"
OOC: Can't quote my post as it was too long ago. But this happens in the past ig. So yeah, Pihana is caught up.
@electricsunset1217 , question. Are you done with your characters and the roleplay here (aside from being inactive, which i completely understand), or did you just ditch the particular storyline of Sven, Decade's salmonid?
i'm not sure quite how interested i still am in the splatoon timeline, but yes, i've been inactive
Alright. Oh wait, are you just not interested because of the Salmonid lore. Cause you do realize I currently have command of the Inkling tribe and whatever timeline you would want for the Inklings themselves, you could decide and I would go with it? If you aren't interested in it though, that's completely fine, I was just wonderin.
Aggrakai: "We're only a few hundred miles more to cross this sea, Flygarra, you'll soon be back on your soil soon, and we'll soon start our reconquest of your kingdom, your highness..." -the Aggron said stern and firmly like his steel head. Flygarra turned to him and nodded-
Flygarra: "Yes, me and my Queen Sister Flyzeinab are willing to fight for our land, for all the glory that is for my lineage... and such..." -he'd say, huffing at the last bit.-
Aggrakai: "Say, didn't you want to harness the power of some strange rock you valued highly and turn it into some weapon of mass destruction...?" -he'd said, scratching his rusted beard, Flygarra grunting and rolling his eyes-
Flygarra: "I wanted to spread my power over Chima and tell other tribes at the time not to mess with us desert peoples... but now since the FLA are in power, it'll only be a matter of time until they find my prized X-Quaza Jet and it's ability to deploy our most powerful weapon, being the Drakonida Cannon... or maybe im not remembering something right and both X-Quaza and Drakonida Cannon are destroyed..."
Aggrakai: "I see you suffer some sort of time freeze like we have had indeed..."
Flygarra: "Quit talking! The other people behind the boundaries know we're talking about them!"
Aggrakai: "...wha..?"
-Flygarra's Queen Sister, Flyzeinab casually butts in and hands some sort of newspaper to Aggrakai-
Flyzeinab: "Ey! Take a read of this why don't you!? Something's gone on in the south of Chima!"
-The UMFA President takes a read of the paper and notes the large headline of "Dragons let free, The South rises again, chima's elemental unbalance written on the wall!" The Aggron raises a brow, knowing how... foreign this "elemental balance" and what these "dragons" are.-
Aggrakai: "I... don't understand these mainland issues... what is this elemental balance this papers speak of? and aren't I standing next to a dragon here?"
-Flygarra also seen the print and groaned in fear, tightly tugging down his antennae in dispear and worry-
"Great, these guys again, i-i thought they'd stay petrified in the south for an eternity! I know from written tales of what these beasts have done to fool our tribe!"
OOC: There actually isn't an Elemental Balance that needs to be maintained in this version of Chima. There won't be earthquakes from the Dragons' presence.
(OOC: Well i guess Agrakai is right that this balance issue is foreign as it doesn't exist and Flygarra's thinking wrong! )
-Aggrakai looked over to Flygara and raised a rusted eyebrow, the Flygon moaned and shook his head-
Flygarra: "Those Dragons, we thought we could make peace with them since we thought of ourselves as being like them. Those winged scaled beasts though otherwise and ruled over our tribe harsher than any other tribe they occupied! We learned never to trust any dragon outside our usual Dragon-typing. Our oldest historians and written texts detail such a dark age for my kingdom, too much to describe without having everyone scared like me!" -he'd say out in a slight panic to his tone. Aggrakai nodding in agreement and in a solem vow-
Aggrakai: "Im very surprised the Dragons didn't reach out far enough to meet us or the Kangaroos... or did they actually cross the vast seas between our island nations...? But no matter the case, as my Trainer's solid intuition and adult acting has surely rubbed off me. I am willing to help land a hand or two to fight back these beasts." -he said with a firm posture and tone to his resolve-
Flygarra: "I-i just hope to Arceus the FLA won't invoke the Dragons into attacking us, we Flygons as a species and tribe of Chima may all be wiped out if these Dragons have gotten stronger since their slumber! Wh-what will my fellow Trainer's Sages feel if i was slain... Wh-what will they ever do w-without me...?" -he whimpers out the latter to himself... remembering the five others back at Kastle Koldheart, remembering his tenure there (albeit uncomfortable due to the fairly cold conditioning at the Kastle)-
Aggrakai: "Whatever the case may be, we must unite the Desert back again, and with the help of the others in my alliance that im part of, we WILL drive those beasts back to the south where they belong." -he'd say, walking up to the Flygon and patting him on the back with a hard slap, the Flygon seizing up from the hit and relaxing with a whine-
-The UMFA Flotilla aapproaches the Owl port city of Odeo, the captains of the ships alerting the dockhands of the ports of their VIP cargo and personelle to dock ASAP- batonmaster500
@electricsunset1217 , question. Are you done with your characters and the roleplay here (aside from being inactive, which i completely understand), or did you just ditch the particular storyline of Sven, Decade's salmonid?
i'm not sure quite how interested i still am in the splatoon timeline, but yes, i've been inactive
(OOC: Ah i see, whatever, i may as well give them new names anyway, hopefully i'll remember them in some new move.)
The J Maybe Fulcrum could be a part of the FLA as an apprentice under the FLA's Flygon leaders?)
-Meanwhile on a rather high-speed patrol, the powerful X-Quaza roared and soared around through the desert, as if it were on mission to look for something. Both FLA leaders of FlyGohmar "Deathstrike" Azian and FlyGazili (last name, unknown) located in the front cockpit of the the massive Rayquaza-themed hyperjet. Both were talking to themselves about a certain flygon they have heard about, probably being Fulcrum, or as he was known to them, FlyGroum, not knowing he had changed his name.-
Deathstrike: "We must find this man of our kind at once, it is critical we need his help, as those Dragons from the South have reemerged once again!"
FlyGazili: "Yes, crucial so we won't be enslaved once again, or worse, driven to extinction! It'll only be a matter of time until those winged beasts find us again!"
Deathstrike: "Yes... but do you know we're flying the most POWERFUL weapon in all of Chima, my friend?!"
-FlyGazili grunted and shook his head, eyeing the controls before him, realizing there was a system to arm the devastating Drakonida Cannon before him and huffed-
FlyGazili: "Er, Yes Mr. Deathstrike. If maybe we see their lands as far as we could get into, we can eradicate them all with a push of a single button!" -he'd chuckled evilly, tightening his grip on the firing lever of the cannon.-
Deathstrike: "Only when we find the Dragon tribe's leader first off..." -he'd smirked, flying head-long in the direction down south, before resuming their search for Fulcrum-
(OOC: Any direction you can point me to Fulcrum's whereabouts, The J? )
-Having been tunneling and digging for Cavora knows how long, the fugitive snake queen and her closest Generals of Fangtom and Skalidor have been at their escape for quite a while, having thought dug far enough from desert territory, they decided to begin their resurfacing-
Skalidor: "Say no more, your highness!!!" -he'd bellowed out, before rapid-spinning and drilling his way right straight up, a second later a thud was heard followed by a funny yelp, and soon the sound of skin being slid down a hole and soon THUD!!! Skalidor had head-butted right into a rock, said rock came falling down and crashing onto his head in a comedic manner causing the black and orange constrictai general to faint!-
-Queen of all Serpents, Sa'Qhala shook her head and looked unamused at one of her best men's follies, soon the naga woman slithered up the hole, coming to a stop to see a patterned plat of stone, she'd soon pushed up the plate and soon had revealed the hole they bored into a building. Said stone plate was actual floor tiling to the inside of the building they tunneled right in.-
-The Queen Cobra shifted her brows to a furl of confusement as she scanned the surroundings slowly before seeing some creatures she probably has never seen before (read: turtles and Turtle-like Pokemon). The room pretty much looked like a barracks for guards of whatever Turtle castle or something or other-
Sa'Qhala: "Yup, i don't think we're in the desert anymore, boys..." -she'd say quietly to herself before she heard one of the turtles say something in response-
Turtle 1: "Hey, didja guys hear somethin...?" -a normal shelled reptile perked up his head, looking behind him-
Turtle 2: " Nope... nuthin here but this Hippy's snorin'..." -Another normal Turtle replied, gesturing to a Sleeping Torterra on a bed-
Turtle 1: "Hey lay off the dude, he's one of the guys from that cool village in our territory with all these cool looking turtle-like po-kee-mans or whatever they're called!"
Turtle 3: "Er, what was that? I'm busy polishin' the water cannons over here! and it's Po-KAY-mon to you, bucko!" -Said a Blastoise casually having two other normal turtles wash said water cannons of the Blastoise-
-The Reshiram Fire Princess cackles lovingly and soon sets off her march of a small might of Dragons and Othaurus in tow, having her own personal Dragon mech that looked much like the pokemon she was, only it was quadruped instead of biped, and so unusually fluffy for something so powerful and dangerous as she was. It much larger than the Normal Dragon mechs to accommodate her giantess size.-
-Five normal Dragon Mechs and 3 Fire-Nation-Like Tanks would be enough to take down Kastle Koldheart and level it along with their battalion of men at hand. Reshizula's group following in the shadow of the massive Dragon Command Carrier Ship that her adoptive father was floating forth to the north. However, Drakonus may encounter some rather... interesting resistance on their flight north; a hoard of annoyed Cuckoos comes along to mess with their plans!- (they're still around, remember? They're still a joke of a "tribe". )
-But such a hilariously weak flock of probably thousands of the flying freaks of nature slashing their blades and hammers against hyper-forged southern chimian steel and metal born form the natural kilns of the volcanoes of the south would only make the petty "attackers" look more like dinner to the Dragons aboard, anybody up for some mid-air hunting?-
Reshizula: "Oh.. I forgot there was this weird Chicken Tribe or whatever, and they haven't changed from their primitive selves back then, not one bit... Useless they are being attacking my father's command ship so blatantly! ...At least they're being swatted out of the skies and cooked just right for our consumption~..." -she'd snickers, licking her chops as she could soon smell the distant fried/baked/cooked chicken happening out front-
OOC: You call Cucco the Great weak? Oooooh, he gon be mad. =P
IC: Mustn't forget how cuccos work. *Soon there's a humongous ball of angry cuccos swarming the dragon ship. The pilots absolutely cannot see where they're going.*
-Reshizula growled and quickly got on the radio to the large main command ship-
Reshizula: "Uhm, excuse me dad..., but WHAT THE HECK DO THESE FLYING FREAKS WANT?!?COOK EM' ALL ALREADY, IM HUNGRY!!!" -she'd angrily roar out in frustration, the flame tanks in front of Reshizula's convoy began to roll forward faster to help in that endeavor, hopefully their flamethrowers can reach that far... maybe...-
-That Flygon King ran off when the Drakonida was fired... i did the right thing after all. He’ll have no recollection of him being the king of all Flygons, his memory will be replaced with the one he had before he evolved from chi...-
-Queen Kyuru has my blessing... he will join the Trainer’s Sages once again, and he’ll be the Flygarra his trainer has known him to be...-
-...now if i could only do the same to his entire tribe...-
(OOC: OH my BRICKS and PLASTIC, i TOTALLY FORGOT about my Sheikah Latios. Oh dear it's so OLD and CRINGE!!! XD I can do this character better today, honest.)
(OOC: Ah i see, whatever, i may as well give them new names anyway, hopefully i'll remember them in some new move.)
The J Maybe Fulcrum could be a part of the FLA as an apprentice under the FLA's Flygon leaders?)
-Meanwhile on a rather high-speed patrol, the powerful X-Quaza roared and soared around through the desert, as if it were on mission to look for something. Both FLA leaders of FlyGohmar "Deathstrike" Azian and FlyGazili (last name, unknown) located in the front cockpit of the the massive Rayquaza-themed hyperjet. Both were talking to themselves about a certain flygon they have heard about, probably being Fulcrum, or as he was known to them, FlyGroum, not knowing he had changed his name.-
Deathstrike: "We must find this man of our kind at once, it is critical we need his help, as those Dragons from the South have reemerged once again!"
FlyGazili: "Yes, crucial so we won't be enslaved once again, or worse, driven to extinction! It'll only be a matter of time until those winged beasts find us again!"
Deathstrike: "Yes... but do you know we're flying the most POWERFUL weapon in all of Chima, my friend?!"
-FlyGazili grunted and shook his head, eyeing the controls before him, realizing there was a system to arm the devastating Drakonida Cannon before him and huffed-
FlyGazili: "Er, Yes Mr. Deathstrike. If maybe we see their lands as far as we could get into, we can eradicate them all with a push of a single button!" -he'd chuckled evilly, tightening his grip on the firing lever of the cannon.-
Deathstrike: "Only when we find the Dragon tribe's leader first off..." -he'd smirked, flying head-long in the direction down south, before resuming their search for Fulcrum-
Fulcrum runs outside the Snake City, dodging behind sand dunes.
Fulcrum: "That Saleem! I thought I could trust him to get the job done. All that time and effort put into helping him and his seemingly invincible army, for nothing! He's just as much of a traitor as Othaurus is! Now how will I obtain power? How will I obtain peace for my tribe...?"
Power and peace are what you desire?
Fulcrum: "Who said that?!"
We're unable to appear before you physically, but our constraints have been weakened. Go to the volcanic south. You'll have your answers, and we will help you in your valiant goal.
Fulcrum: "As if I could trust you, whatever you are!"
It doesn't have to be you. If you don't free us, someone else inevitably will, and you may regret that it wasn't you. We'll leave you with that.
Fulcrum: "...Fine then. I'll keep that in mind."
Fulcrum flies off with the intent of finding the FLA.
-Having been tunneling and digging for Cavora knows how long, the fugitive snake queen and her closest Generals of Fangtom and Skalidor have been at their escape for quite a while, having thought dug far enough from desert territory, they decided to begin their resurfacing-
Skalidor: "Say no more, your highness!!!" -he'd bellowed out, before rapid-spinning and drilling his way right straight up, a second later a thud was heard followed by a funny yelp, and soon the sound of skin being slid down a hole and soon THUD!!! Skalidor had head-butted right into a rock, said rock came falling down and crashing onto his head in a comedic manner causing the black and orange constrictai general to faint!-
-Queen of all Serpents, Sa'Qhala shook her head and looked unamused at one of her best men's follies, soon the naga woman slithered up the hole, coming to a stop to see a patterned plat of stone, she'd soon pushed up the plate and soon had revealed the hole they bored into a building. Said stone plate was actual floor tiling to the inside of the building they tunneled right in.-
-The Queen Cobra shifted her brows to a furl of confusement as she scanned the surroundings slowly before seeing some creatures she probably has never seen before (read: turtles and Turtle-like Pokemon). The room pretty much looked like a barracks for guards of whatever Turtle castle or something or other-
Sa'Qhala: "Yup, i don't think we're in the desert anymore, boys..." -she'd say quietly to herself before she heard one of the turtles say something in response-
Turtle 1: "Hey, didja guys hear somethin...?" -a normal shelled reptile perked up his head, looking behind him-
Turtle 2: " Nope... nuthin here but this Hippy's snorin'..." -Another normal Turtle replied, gesturing to a Sleeping Torterra on a bed-
Turtle 1: "Hey lay off the dude, he's one of the guys from that cool village in our territory with all these cool looking turtle-like po-kee-mans or whatever they're called!"
Turtle 3: "Er, what was that? I'm busy polishin' the water cannons over here! and it's Po-KAY-mon to you, bucko!" -Said a Blastoise casually having two other normal turtles wash said water cannons of the Blastoise-
Turtle Commander: "Eyes forward, men! Snake intruder at 5 o'clock!"
The turtles turn and leap at Sa'Qhala, as the commander, with chi-enhanced speed and strength, quickly grabs her by the neck and pulls her out of the hole. His full-body armor prevents the snake from biting his arm.
Turtle: "Two more in the hole, sir!"
The turtles dive down into the tunnel, grabbing the unconscious Skalidor whilst pursuing Acidicus.
OOC: You call Cucco the Great weak? Oooooh, he gon be mad. =P
IC: Mustn't forget how cuccos work. *Soon there's a humongous ball of angry cuccos swarming the dragon ship. The pilots absolutely cannot see where they're going.*
-Reshizula growled and quickly got on the radio to the large main command ship-
Reshizula: "Uhm, excuse me dad..., but WHAT THE HECK DO THESE FLYING FREAKS WANT?!?COOK EM' ALL ALREADY, IM HUNGRY!!!" -she'd angrily roar out in frustration, the flame tanks in front of Reshizula's convoy began to roll forward faster to help in that endeavor, hopefully their flamethrowers can reach that far... maybe...-
Drakonus over the radio: "You go on ahead with your squad, Reshizula! I'll keep these fools occupied in the air!"
Drakonus looks out the window from the bridge of his command ship.
Drakonus: "Were it any other tribe, I'd think this was Krellix' propaganda at play, but these Chickens, or Cuccoos, as they call themselves, were always loose cannons... Heh, heh, heh. Well, just try breaking through this ship's hull! I've learned a lot from what happened in the past, and prioritized defense!"
The dragon warships burst through the cloud of cuccoos, headed by their flagship; an enormous, scowling dragon head is sculpted at its front, red with gold highlights, in addition to gold eyes. Built like a tank, its armor-plated, black sides are flat all the way to the end, but with ornate -and deadly sharp- metal wings affixed, two on the sides and two at the back. While the ones on the sides are shaped and colored like dragon wings, the two on the back are oddly shaped like eagle wings, and painted a clean white to match. Searing hot blue flames erupt from the six boosters arranged on the back, below the angelic wings, as the flagship continues its flight. Above the top armor plating is the bridge, shaped like a jagged, yet ornate, star on its side, with the front-facing point containing the main command deck, and more stations contained in the other four points. Behind the bridge are two massive golden metal rings, "leaning back" in their orientation, and piercing the sides of the ship; having the appearance of halos, the one behind is larger than the one in front. From back to front, the ship is longer than Mount Cavora from side to side.
Drakonus roars for the cuccoos to hear, even through the bridge: "This is the indestructible Dragon warship, Demiurge! No blade, no shot, shall pierce its hull! It is both the ultimate airship, and the ultimate tank!"
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