OOC: Krellix is the guy who wrote Chima's history, particularly regarding the Dragons and their actions. So the Fanon RP timeline I wrote up is actually in-universe propaganda that's not 100% true. I will eventually reveal Krellix' identity, and the real ancient history of the Fanon RP universe.
IC: The Red Cloud of the Dragons, and their warships, power through the Cuccoos' White Cloud, continuing on their course and fighting back any cuccoos who still pursue them.
On the ground, the tanks carrying Reshizula and her forces head northeast, zooming past Cavora and toward Kastle Koldheart.
(OOC: Interesting, aight) -Little did they know that the Demiurge is being targeted by a smaller assailant from afar, being the FLA leaders and the X-Quaza (refer to this postof mine for details as to not confuse a quote chain to separate Reshizula's actions from this chain)-
-Now in distance of Kastle Koldheart, the white-dressed Reshiram smiles and casually raises an arm with a fist, the dragon tanks around her large walker soon convert themselves into artillery platforms and embed in the ground. She won't give the command to bombard the castle for now, as she must address her sister and her subjects.-
Reshizula: "Now this is the part of battle i enjoy the most, the verbal commandments~..." -she's say slyly to herself, meanwhile on the frozen castle walls, ghostly guard of human spirits take note of the fiery forces before them, they had taken a look of the Demiurge flying over their heads, but it seemed it wasn't interested in them. the Ghostly Plasma and Skull grunts quickly began preparing weapons of ice, gladly donated by the S.Leopards, on the castle walls. A large blizzard soon enveloped the castle as a defensive measure, and soon many glowing eyes were forming on the ground of the walls, being the spawning of several thousand icy spirit ghosts of more of these undead beings. Them marching towards the small group.-
-Reshizula smiled and rolled her vivid blue eyes- "Typical of my sister to know my threat, yet she hides behind walls of many she's killed... I have yet to see her rear her ugly frozen head like the coward she is." -she'd said, soon snapping her fingers towards Otharus and some of the cats that have been employed to help in this endeavor-
Reshizula: "What are you dopes standing around for?! Meet them head on, i won't commence the inferno bombardment until y'all get those cowardly ghost-types out of the way and get INTO the castle to secure my sister and her 'trainers sages' or something! I'm still planning on making my dramatic entrance, so gimme some time, okay?!"
OOC: What fingers? Othaurus is driving the tank she's in.
IC: Othaurus: "Alright then, full speed ahead, all tanks! Launch those Fafnirs as well!"
As the tanks charge toward the castle, firing at the walls, dragon mechs are launched from the backs of some tanks. The silver dragons and their pilots get to the walls faster than the tanks in Reshizula's force, running on all fours fluidly with curdling mechanical roars. Even as the enemy fires on them, their fire chi prevents the Fafnirs from being frozen as they slash at the wall, clawing through the metal and ice little by little.
IC: Drakonus: "Yep, that ship definitely looks like something those aliens would construct. It has their aesthetic. I suppose I'll have to deal with both the Flygons and Snow Leopards before I... mediate the quarrel between those two. Full speed ahead! Let's get to Cavora as fast as we can. They'll pursue us, but it looks like we're both packing serious firepower; they wouldn't want to risk accidentally destroying the life-giving mountain, would they?"
***
Fulcrum: "Hmph. The FLA was keeping tabs on Saleem's group, weren't you? I guess my code name is pointless now, though I have come to like it more than my original name anyway. Oh, you needn't bother with Saleem. He showed himself to be a defeatist, and allowed the Owls to imprison him. He'd already destroyed the potion used to revive the fallen, if that's what you're wondering. Othaurus, on the other hand, is the one who'd been playing us both. We should definitely capture him to get some answers."
As we said, we can give you answers.
Fulcrum: "Those voices again! Hey, did you two hear that??"
OOC: Your choice whether they heard the unknown beings' voices or not, either way works.
-If Draknonus was wanting to mediate a awesome battle between Ultra Necrozma and Palkia, it would be a hard fight to conduct when they aren't currently here in chima at the moment, who knows when one or the other or even both may show up to fight again someday? At least the latest fights he saw between them were pretty epic to leave lasting memories, as those clashes brought the Turtle-like Pokemon to the Turtle tribe some time ago.-
-Both FLygazili and Deathstrike nodded in agreement with Fulcrum's idea, soon Fulcrum could see a solid green bar on his screen, the Drakonida Cannon was ready to fire, the bright emerald glow at the front of the ship was at it's most intense, Deathstrike's grin wide and sharp-
Deathstrike: "Enough of that psychic-typed nonsense, Flygroum! The Drakonida Cannon's ready to fire!"
FlyGazili: "Go my fellow Flygon, unleash Rayquaza's power unto that dreaded mechanical monstrosity these non-dragon-types have built!! SHOW THEM WHO THE TRUE DRAGONS WE REALLY ARE!!"
-But noticing the Demiurge having flown close to Cavora, it could be a fatal situation to the floating mountain. Maybe once the command ship has flown past the floating mountain would be the perfect time to strike in Fulcrum's mind-
Fulcrum: "Wait! Don't fire! Those dragons are conniving, aren't they? Flew their ships right up next to Cavora. We don't want to risk a disaster of that scale... And, I'd prefer if you called me Fulcrum now."
These terrorists have shown themselves to be loose cannons. They hardly listen to you, Fulcrum. Wouldn't a world where everyone is united toward a common goal be better? Seek us out, I implore you! Only we can save Chima.
{JAMMERS back} So do you mean Tsarlok will survive the explosion? The events happening currently in the RP are technically taking place at the same time as the last chapter I wrote of Quest, which is why I haven't gotten back to Quest yet.
IC: Drakonus: "Yep, that ship definitely looks like something those aliens would construct. It has their aesthetic. I suppose I'll have to deal with both the Flygons and Snow Leopards before I... mediate the quarrel between those two. Full speed ahead! Let's get to Cavora as fast as we can. They'll pursue us, but it looks like we're both packing serious firepower; they wouldn't want to risk accidentally destroying the life-giving mountain, would they?"
***
Fulcrum: "Hmph. The FLA was keeping tabs on Saleem's group, weren't you? I guess my code name is pointless now, though I have come to like it more than my original name anyway. Oh, you needn't bother with Saleem. He showed himself to be a defeatist, and allowed the Owls to imprison him. He'd already destroyed the potion used to revive the fallen, if that's what you're wondering. Othaurus, on the other hand, is the one who'd been playing us both. We should definitely capture him to get some answers."
As we said, we can give you answers.
Fulcrum: "Those voices again! Hey, did you two hear that??"
OOC: Your choice whether they heard the unknown beings' voices or not, either way works.
-If Draknonus was wanting to mediate a awesome battle between Ultra Necrozma and Palkia, it would be a hard fight to conduct when they aren't currently here in chima at the moment, who knows when one or the other or even both may show up to fight again someday? At least the latest fights he saw between them were pretty epic to leave lasting memories, as those clashes brought the Turtle-like Pokemon to the Turtle tribe some time ago.-
-Both FLygazili and Deathstrike nodded in agreement with Fulcrum's idea, soon Fulcrum could see a solid green bar on his screen, the Drakonida Cannon was ready to fire, the bright emerald glow at the front of the ship was at it's most intense, Deathstrike's grin wide and sharp-
Deathstrike: "Enough of that psychic-typed nonsense, Flygroum! The Drakonida Cannon's ready to fire!"
FlyGazili: "Go my fellow Flygon, unleash Rayquaza's power unto that dreaded mechanical monstrosity these non-dragon-types have built!! SHOW THEM WHO THE TRUE DRAGONS WE REALLY ARE!!"
-But noticing the Demiurge having flown close to Cavora, it could be a fatal situation to the floating mountain. Maybe once the command ship has flown past the floating mountain would be the perfect time to strike in Fulcrum's mind-
OOIC: "In hottest day, in coldest night No villain shall escape our sight Let those who try to impede our flight Beware our power, Rayquaza's might!" OOC: I just came up with that. =P
-If Draknonus was wanting to mediate a awesome battle between Ultra Necrozma and Palkia, it would be a hard fight to conduct when they aren't currently here in chima at the moment, who knows when one or the other or even both may show up to fight again someday? At least the latest fights he saw between them were pretty epic to leave lasting memories, as those clashes brought the Turtle-like Pokemon to the Turtle tribe some time ago.-
-Both FLygazili and Deathstrike nodded in agreement with Fulcrum's idea, soon Fulcrum could see a solid green bar on his screen, the Drakonida Cannon was ready to fire, the bright emerald glow at the front of the ship was at it's most intense, Deathstrike's grin wide and sharp-
Deathstrike: "Enough of that psychic-typed nonsense, Flygroum! The Drakonida Cannon's ready to fire!"
FlyGazili: "Go my fellow Flygon, unleash Rayquaza's power unto that dreaded mechanical monstrosity these non-dragon-types have built!! SHOW THEM WHO THE TRUE DRAGONS WE REALLY ARE!!"
-But noticing the Demiurge having flown close to Cavora, it could be a fatal situation to the floating mountain. Maybe once the command ship has flown past the floating mountain would be the perfect time to strike in Fulcrum's mind-
Fulcrum: "Wait! Don't fire! Those dragons are conniving, aren't they? Flew their ships right up next to Cavora. We don't want to risk a disaster of that scale... And, I'd prefer if you called me Fulcrum now."
These terrorists have shown themselves to be loose cannons. They hardly listen to you, Fulcrum. Wouldn't a world where everyone is united toward a common goal be better? Seek us out, I implore you! Only we can save Chima.
-Deathstrike and FlyGazili growled and knew their window to attack was lost. Flygazili casually angrily yelling and swearing in the flygon's native tongue of Alkhitab of why his cockpit seat didn't have the controls to directly fire the Drakonida Cannon. Deathstrike giving Fulcrum an angry glare-
Deathstrike: "I wasn't going to fall for their tricks, and you didn't fire the cannon like i told you?! What kinda impasse is this we're at?!" -he'd roared out before a siren began to wail in both of their cockpits-
FlyGazili: "U-uh... i-i th-think we're holding the charge too long--"
Deathstrike: "GAH!! T-TURN IT OFF, SH-SHUT IT DOWN--"
-The glow of the Drakonida's ball of energy began sparking out of control soon instantly short-circuiting the X-Quaza, shutting down it's engines and soon the plane begins going into a dive after it's charge fizzles out quickly in a flash of emerald and white-colored sparkles.-
Deathstrike and Flygazili: "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, FULCRRRUUUUUUUMMM~~!!!" -they both screamed comedically-
(OOC: Interesting, aight) -Little did they know that the Demiurge is being targeted by a smaller assailant from afar, being the FLA leaders and the X-Quaza (refer to this postof mine for details as to not confuse a quote chain to separate Reshizula's actions from this chain)-
-Now in distance of Kastle Koldheart, the white-dressed Reshiram smiles and casually raises an arm with a fist, the dragon tanks around her large walker soon convert themselves into artillery platforms and embed in the ground. She won't give the command to bombard the castle for now, as she must address her sister and her subjects.-
Reshizula: "Now this is the part of battle i enjoy the most, the verbal commandments~..." -she's say slyly to herself, meanwhile on the frozen castle walls, ghostly guard of human spirits take note of the fiery forces before them, they had taken a look of the Demiurge flying over their heads, but it seemed it wasn't interested in them. the Ghostly Plasma and Skull grunts quickly began preparing weapons of ice, gladly donated by the S.Leopards, on the castle walls. A large blizzard soon enveloped the castle as a defensive measure, and soon many glowing eyes were forming on the ground of the walls, being the spawning of several thousand icy spirit ghosts of more of these undead beings. Them marching towards the small group.-
-Reshizula smiled and rolled her vivid blue eyes- "Typical of my sister to know my threat, yet she hides behind walls of many she's killed... I have yet to see her rear her ugly frozen head like the coward she is." -she'd said, soon snapping her fingers towards Otharus and some of the cats that have been employed to help in this endeavor-
Reshizula: "What are you dopes standing around for?! Meet them head on, i won't commence the inferno bombardment until y'all get those cowardly ghost-types out of the way and get INTO the castle to secure my sister and her 'trainers sages' or something! I'm still planning on making my dramatic entrance, so gimme some time, okay?!"
OOC: What fingers? Othaurus is driving the tank she's in.
IC: Othaurus: "Alright then, full speed ahead, all tanks! Launch those Fafnirs as well!"
As the tanks charge toward the castle, firing at the walls, dragon mechs are launched from the backs of some tanks. The silver dragons and their pilots get to the walls faster than the tanks in Reshizula's force, running on all fours fluidly with curdling mechanical roars. Even as the enemy fires on them, their fire chi prevents the Fafnirs from being frozen as they slash at the wall, clawing through the metal and ice little by little.
(OOC: Thought she was driving her Vast White-Fur Dragon Mech herself. Huh... )
-Soon Reshizula gets impatient and suddenly reaches over him, pushing against as she leans in to grab at the controls Otharus was handling-
Reshizula: "You meddling cephalopod! Lemme get this over with, I wanna confront Kyuru NOW!!!" she'd bark out, suddenly rushing the Vast WhiteFur Mech forward, it bounding and leaping over the fafnirs and other dragon vehicles, casually crushing some icy ghostly spirits as they shatter under the padded feet of the Mech and soon gave a super-powered LEAP up!!-
-Ice Cannons were blasting furiously at the leaping reshiram-themed dragon mech, their shots fizziling and steaming out around the mech's form, doing nothing to it. The mech precariously lands on the thin walls and battlements and suddenly slips as it tries to bound forward and smash into the colored icy glass mural of what looks like Kyuru's trainer. The floor giving weigh to add another problem! The Mech takes the fall and Reshizula, taking this slip-up as no for an answer, soon grabs her weapons and soon LEAPS from out of the mech's open top!-
"Sorry, baby! Stick the landing why don't you?!" -she'd say with a chuckle, before soon using Blue Flare, her signature move, upon the glass mural. The wall melts and weakens and soon the Reshiram woman slams herself right through the glass, crashing down below to the icy throne-room below. She lands in the chi-pool and immediately whips herself around, her DNA-Splicer dagger pointing forward, her with a face of anticipation before gasping and realizing... Kyuru wasn't at her throne-
-The reshiram jumps out of the chi-pool and scans the room looking around, fury welling up in her as the missing of her sister distressed and stroked her rage, However her intrusion doesn't go unnoticed, she was seen by a rather diligent Gick Gumshoos and the large bumbling Gumshoos squeaks and goes bounding on all fours to go find Aurelie and her party, as well as to alert the rest of the trainer's sages and the rest of the guardsmen-
(OOC: Interesting, aight) -Little did they know that the Demiurge is being targeted by a smaller assailant from afar, being the FLA leaders and the X-Quaza (refer to this postof mine for details as to not confuse a quote chain to separate Reshizula's actions from this chain)-
-Now in distance of Kastle Koldheart, the white-dressed Reshiram smiles and casually raises an arm with a fist, the dragon tanks around her large walker soon convert themselves into artillery platforms and embed in the ground. She won't give the command to bombard the castle for now, as she must address her sister and her subjects.-
Reshizula: "Now this is the part of battle i enjoy the most, the verbal commandments~..." -she's say slyly to herself, meanwhile on the frozen castle walls, ghostly guard of human spirits take note of the fiery forces before them, they had taken a look of the Demiurge flying over their heads, but it seemed it wasn't interested in them. the Ghostly Plasma and Skull grunts quickly began preparing weapons of ice, gladly donated by the S.Leopards, on the castle walls. A large blizzard soon enveloped the castle as a defensive measure, and soon many glowing eyes were forming on the ground of the walls, being the spawning of several thousand icy spirit ghosts of more of these undead beings. Them marching towards the small group.-
-Reshizula smiled and rolled her vivid blue eyes- "Typical of my sister to know my threat, yet she hides behind walls of many she's killed... I have yet to see her rear her ugly frozen head like the coward she is." -she'd said, soon snapping her fingers towards Otharus and some of the cats that have been employed to help in this endeavor-
Reshizula: "What are you dopes standing around for?! Meet them head on, i won't commence the inferno bombardment until y'all get those cowardly ghost-types out of the way and get INTO the castle to secure my sister and her 'trainers sages' or something! I'm still planning on making my dramatic entrance, so gimme some time, okay?!"
Concealed within the heart of the castle, Aurelie shoots awake, yanks the blanket she's been nestled in from her head and looks around. Her face falls from panic to utter disappointment when she sees everyone else sound asleep- "Why is it only ever me that hears anything?" she mutters to herself. "I get that I'm an Audino but...how are you guys incapable of hearing...that was loud!" She shakes the others awake. "Guys, wake up, I heard something."
"Lemme guess, you heard the ice chip slightly and you're concerned the castle will break down," Todd mutters groggily.
"No. No, no, that's not it at all! I heard voices!"
"From far away?" Adam asks.
"No. In here. Inside the castle. Someone's coming for Kyuru and like...probably us too so we should do something."
Allen shakes himself awake and suddenly grins in a determined fashion. "It's OK. We'll be ready when they come!"
"How do you know that?" Todd replies. "We haven't done an ounce of training."
"We're surrounded by ice, right? Kyuru's greatest enemy is a Dragon type! If I can evolve into a Glaceon..."
"...she'll melt you before you can take a step," Todd replies. "Her greatest enemy is a Reshiram, Allen."
"And?"
"Reshiram's a Fire-type," Aurelie clarifies. "Also, I dunno really cause my species doesn't evolve, but I don't think evolving is quite that simple..."
"...Oh. Uh..."
"Todd and I are Grass-types," Adam replies, "so we don't stand a ghost of a chance. Aurelie, you can Mega Evolve into a Fairy-type, no?"
Aurelie shakes her head. "Fire cancels out the weakness and who knows what type of defense this lady has. I don't exactly hit like a Speedor, you know..."
"You sure know a lot about types," Adam compliments her. "You're a pretty smart cookie."
"Well, I...read a lot, I suppose..." Aurelie tugs sheepishly on a feeler, and if she wasn't already pink, Aurelie would be turning such a color.
-Most Likely the Audino and her crew must've heard the crashing sound and thud of Reshizula landing in the throne-room of the Kastle. Suddenly to their surprise, the large stocky Gumshoos of Gick came throwing the doors open to their room all with a look of alarm on his face-
Gick: "UH, GUYS, WE GOTTA PROBLEEEEEMMM~!!!" -he'd roared out before suddenly racing around Aurelie and begins pushing her forward and out of the room, the rest of her team hastily following them in the panick to see whats going on-
Gick: "Oh man oh man oh man... DUDE... Y-you gotta protect us, you're the only fairy type aside from my Primarina friend that can defeat this crazy Reshiram Woman to busted down Kyuru's icy mural-facade-window-thing in her throne room, and that vast-white-pokemon doesn't look too FRIENDLY!!"
-Luckily for the rest of the trainers sages (except two because Sir Arano and Vic Vektor are busy chasing down the Demiurge to go see what the ship is all about out of curiosity, another thing to add to this crazy raid happening on Kastle Koldheart and the events of the Demiurge-
Malvasia: "We're here! We're here, Gick! Is that Reshiram still in the throne room?!"
Miliani: "At least i have the type advantage on this woman, but now that i think that a Reshiram is suddenly here--"
Gick: "YES, IT'S STILL THERE, AND IT'S OUR TRAINER'S BROTHER'S RESHIRAM!!!' -He'd roared out to answer the Primarina's and Serperior's Question-
-Meanwhile just before the group of pokemon entered the Throne room, Reshizula snarled and looked around her, not best pleased that her sister's hiding. The large towering giant of a dragon woman soon angrily let out a roar of her pokemon cry, it echoing far and wide outside the castle for all to see, maybe even across chima. Such a cool-sounding Pokemon cry it was, foreign to all tribes that hear it. Soon the Reshiram woman threw herself around and soon BLASTED another Blue Flare attack down the hall where the group of Pokemon was charging forth to apprehend the Reshiram-
Gick, Malvasia, and Miliani: "OH ARCEUS, DUUUUUCK!!"
-And comedically, everyone did as the blaze of furiously hot blue flames rushed over everyone, all with clenched up faces of fear and pain-
(OOC: Well i guess if they are up in the air, they should see them regardless, it wouldn't make sense for massive warships to run aground when there's no legitimate port to... well, port at. The Owls here should rule the desert air, but since the Aqulian tribe run by an old member have been dormant and possibly retconned (if it hasn't happened). They could just rule the general chimian airspace, also i guess they should be noticing the Demiurge floating towards the north. Right?)
OOC: Just because they rule the air, doesn't mean they can be everywhere at once. =P They just have superior air support. Heheh. Alright, what would the port be like? How to make it not dangerous for owls to be on ground? Or somehow in the air with also being able to be a port for sea ships.
(OOC: Think of a building with a large concrete base that goes down into the ground. The concrete base of a marina or seaport usually goes into the ground and into the sea bed with the water adjacent to it. Think of it as this offset oil derrick, only on land. You'll only see the platform and some of the legs above water, but below it's a WHOLE different story.)
(OOC: He escaped with Skalidor and Sa'Qhala, Acidicus and Skales are probably part of the FLA)
Blastoise: "Ugh! Go say that to the Carracostas instead! I got bored being a fireman and joined the military for a reason!" -he'd groaned out before casually walking away in a grumpy mood-
-The shouting of the local commander inside the barracks awoken the Torterra and the Grass-ground-type turtle awoken with a snort- Torterra: "Ugh... uh... whaddya i miss...?"
-Sa'Qhala chuckled sheepishly again and bowed to the Commander-
Sa'Qhala: "H-has my regal appearance not tipped you off that i am a woman of great importance? I am Queen Cobra to my serpent tribe, Sa'Qhala Sa'Rahn. I know, i look very foreign to you, as the Turtle Tribe hasn't met my people." -she'd say in a mellow tone-
"...And seeing all of these men here, you seem quite a diverse tribe to be reckoned with i might assume? Anyway, cutting to the chase. Yes, me and my handmen Fangtom and Skalidor have dug the underground tunnels further to reach your tribe's territory, albeit by random chance. And i have to admit it, traveling many miles of land underground isn't as fast as i thought it would be..." -she'd paused, scratching her natural hood before continuing on-
"We three are fugitives, the FLA have destabilized and destroyed our tribe's ruling system and now my people are in chaos, and i'd fight to get it back at all costs. The only 'civilized' tribe left in the desert is our allies the Owls, and... well... i have yet to see my husba-er--, i mean best friend Flygarra. His leadership... does wonders to unite the desert trio very well (i.e. basically having marriages with Owlina and Sa'Qhala because he's a playa ), yes...? But you may haven't even heard of him, maybe... being behind a range of mountains does limit our reach to the outside of Chima by quite a bit."
-both Skalidor and Fangtom and casually brought back by some Turtle guards and the two serpentine generals look out of it, Sa'Qhala turns to them and smiles-
Sa'Qhala: "Hopefully i have given these shelled friends of ours as to why we're, hopefully that clears everything up."
OOC: I don't think it's possible for the Turtles to have never interacted with the Snakes (especially with many tortoises likely having lived in the desert before migrating to join the tribe), but maybe the two tribes hadn't come into contact within the last 20 years, since the rain forest is between the Turtles' land and the desert, and that's where the Piranhas had been. Also, it was Saleem and his zombie flygon army who'd destabilized the Snake Tribe, though she could've mistakenly thought Saleem was with the FLA.
IC: Turtle Commander: "Now that I think about it, I have been around your kind before, but that was... what, a couple decades ago? You do wear the clothing of royalty, however you must pardon our skepticism; there's no way for us to know that you're not an impostor who stole a queen's clothes. If you're telling the truth about being on the run, though, you must need a place to stay. Cooperate, and we'll provide you with food and shelter as we sort this out. Think of yourselves more as... guests."
(OOC: I think i was overexxagerating it a bit. Also, i think i just got it that the Zombie Flygons were used to reawaken the dragons becuase said zombie flygons were LIKE the chimian dragons, and thus their power was used to help free them! And yeah, she did mistake Saleem for an FLA agent since he was so out there to his tribe.)
-The Snake queen nodded and looked towards her recovering men-
Sa'Qhala: "I hope we won't be too much of a bother for your people, we may get to connect better even if it's been decades since out last true contacts. Maybe i can help occur a treaty between our two tribes, maybe add your people to our desert alliance if possible. Of course i'd need to meet your leader. And before you reassure your claims of imposterisim, a con-artist trying to play me wouldn't get very far in my eyes..." -she'd smirked and glanced at her own body being reflected in a mirror- "...he or she wouldn't be able to match her highness proportion's quite well~..." -she'd giggled before looking back to the turtle commander-
"I must thank you for giving me and my men refuge, we assure you we'll enjoy our amenitys given to us." -she'd bowed to him before slithering away under a guard of turtles, Skalidor and Fangtom following close by her-
(OOC: Well i guess if they are up in the air, they should see them regardless, it wouldn't make sense for massive warships to run aground when there's no legitimate port to... well, port at. The Owls here should rule the desert air, but since the Aqulian tribe run by an old member have been dormant and possibly retconned (if it hasn't happened). They could just rule the general chimian airspace, also i guess they should be noticing the Demiurge floating towards the north. Right?)
OOC: I had kind of absorbed the Aquilans into the Turtles' army, for the sake of both sides being evenly matched during the Chima Civil War (Turtles and Aquilans vs Piranhas and Flygons/FLA).
(OOC: Ah that makes sense, so you're running a Turtle-Aquilian tribe then?)
-If Draknonus was wanting to mediate a awesome battle between Ultra Necrozma and Palkia, it would be a hard fight to conduct when they aren't currently here in chima at the moment, who knows when one or the other or even both may show up to fight again someday? At least the latest fights he saw between them were pretty epic to leave lasting memories, as those clashes brought the Turtle-like Pokemon to the Turtle tribe some time ago.-
-Both FLygazili and Deathstrike nodded in agreement with Fulcrum's idea, soon Fulcrum could see a solid green bar on his screen, the Drakonida Cannon was ready to fire, the bright emerald glow at the front of the ship was at it's most intense, Deathstrike's grin wide and sharp-
Deathstrike: "Enough of that psychic-typed nonsense, Flygroum! The Drakonida Cannon's ready to fire!"
FlyGazili: "Go my fellow Flygon, unleash Rayquaza's power unto that dreaded mechanical monstrosity these non-dragon-types have built!! SHOW THEM WHO THE TRUE DRAGONS WE REALLY ARE!!"
-But noticing the Demiurge having flown close to Cavora, it could be a fatal situation to the floating mountain. Maybe once the command ship has flown past the floating mountain would be the perfect time to strike in Fulcrum's mind-
OOIC: "In hottest day, in coldest night No villain shall escape our sight Let those who try to impede our flight Beware our power, Rayquaza's might!" OOC: I just came up with that. =P
(OOC: You reminding me of that chant Dragontales uses when the kids go into Dragon Land, what a blast from the past! )
Fulcrum: "Wait! Don't fire! Those dragons are conniving, aren't they? Flew their ships right up next to Cavora. We don't want to risk a disaster of that scale... And, I'd prefer if you called me Fulcrum now."
These terrorists have shown themselves to be loose cannons. They hardly listen to you, Fulcrum. Wouldn't a world where everyone is united toward a common goal be better? Seek us out, I implore you! Only we can save Chima.
-Deathstrike and FlyGazili growled and knew their window to attack was lost. Flygazili casually angrily yelling and swearing in the flygon's native tongue of Alkhitab of why his cockpit seat didn't have the controls to directly fire the Drakonida Cannon. Deathstrike giving Fulcrum an angry glare-
Deathstrike: "I wasn't going to fall for their tricks, and you didn't fire the cannon like i told you?! What kinda impasse is this we're at?!" -he'd roared out before a siren began to wail in both of their cockpits-
FlyGazili: "U-uh... i-i th-think we're holding the charge too long--"
Deathstrike: "GAH!! T-TURN IT OFF, SH-SHUT IT DOWN--"
-The glow of the Drakonida's ball of energy began sparking out of control soon instantly short-circuiting the X-Quaza, shutting down it's engines and soon the plane begins going into a dive after it's charge fizzles out quickly in a flash of emerald and white-colored sparkles.-
Deathstrike and Flygazili: "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, FULCRRRUUUUUUUMMM~~!!!" -they both screamed comedically-
Come, Fulcrum! Come to the south and seek us out! Wouldn't you agree that's the best option?
Fulcrum snarls and leaps out of his seat, grabbing the lever to the cockpit's emergency exit door. He wrenches it open and flies out, buzzing away from the falling X-Quaza.
OOC: What fingers? Othaurus is driving the tank she's in.
IC: Othaurus: "Alright then, full speed ahead, all tanks! Launch those Fafnirs as well!"
As the tanks charge toward the castle, firing at the walls, dragon mechs are launched from the backs of some tanks. The silver dragons and their pilots get to the walls faster than the tanks in Reshizula's force, running on all fours fluidly with curdling mechanical roars. Even as the enemy fires on them, their fire chi prevents the Fafnirs from being frozen as they slash at the wall, clawing through the metal and ice little by little.
(OOC: Thought she was driving her Vast White-Fur Dragon Mech herself. Huh... )
-Soon Reshizula gets impatient and suddenly reaches over him, pushing against as she leans in to grab at the controls Otharus was handling-
Reshizula: "You meddling cephalopod! Lemme get this over with, I wanna confront Kyuru NOW!!!" she'd bark out, suddenly rushing the Vast WhiteFur Mech forward, it bounding and leaping over the fafnirs and other dragon vehicles, casually crushing some icy ghostly spirits as they shatter under the padded feet of the Mech and soon gave a super-powered LEAP up!!-
-Ice Cannons were blasting furiously at the leaping reshiram-themed dragon mech, their shots fizziling and steaming out around the mech's form, doing nothing to it. The mech precariously lands on the thin walls and battlements and suddenly slips as it tries to bound forward and smash into the colored icy glass mural of what looks like Kyuru's trainer. The floor giving weigh to add another problem! The Mech takes the fall and Reshizula, taking this slip-up as no for an answer, soon grabs her weapons and soon LEAPS from out of the mech's open top!-
"Sorry, baby! Stick the landing why don't you?!" -she'd say with a chuckle, before soon using Blue Flare, her signature move, upon the glass mural. The wall melts and weakens and soon the Reshiram woman slams herself right through the glass, crashing down below to the icy throne-room below. She lands in the chi-pool and immediately whips herself around, her DNA-Splicer dagger pointing forward, her with a face of anticipation before gasping and realizing... Kyuru wasn't at her throne-
-The reshiram jumps out of the chi-pool and scans the room looking around, fury welling up in her as the missing of her sister distressed and stroked her rage, However her intrusion doesn't go unnoticed, she was seen by a rather diligent Gick Gumshoos and the large bumbling Gumshoos squeaks and goes bounding on all fours to go find Aurelie and her party, as well as to alert the rest of the trainer's sages and the rest of the guardsmen-
OOC: Oh, right. Also, wow, this escalated quickly. Guess the ice castle's defenders were no match for the Dragons' assault.
IC: Right after Reshizula's mech crashes through the stained glass, Othaurus opens the mech's hatch and leaps out, shooting a grapple hook out of a gauntlet on his wrist. It wraps around a wood plank up near the ceiling, and he grabs on. The octopus looks down as the mech crashes.
Othaurus: "I guess that's what impatience gets you. Hopefully Reshizula herself didn't sustain any serious-- Ah yes, there she is."
Othaurus retracts the grapple line and falls, landing on his feet atop the downed mech and looking toward the throne. He shrugs and shakes his head.
Othaurus: "Looks like your other half is late to the party, princess."
He sees the Gumshoos out of the corner of his eye just as Gick disappears into the hall.
Othaurus grabs the hilt of his sword as he calls to Reshizula: "I know you're clearly distraught right now, but I'd advise you to prepare for battle; enemy reinforcements are on their way, and the rest of our force is still fighting outside."
OOC: I don't think it's possible for the Turtles to have never interacted with the Snakes (especially with many tortoises likely having lived in the desert before migrating to join the tribe), but maybe the two tribes hadn't come into contact within the last 20 years, since the rain forest is between the Turtles' land and the desert, and that's where the Piranhas had been. Also, it was Saleem and his zombie flygon army who'd destabilized the Snake Tribe, though she could've mistakenly thought Saleem was with the FLA.
IC: Turtle Commander: "Now that I think about it, I have been around your kind before, but that was... what, a couple decades ago? You do wear the clothing of royalty, however you must pardon our skepticism; there's no way for us to know that you're not an impostor who stole a queen's clothes. If you're telling the truth about being on the run, though, you must need a place to stay. Cooperate, and we'll provide you with food and shelter as we sort this out. Think of yourselves more as... guests."
(OOC: I think i was overexxagerating it a bit. Also, i think i just got it that the Zombie Flygons were used to reawaken the dragons becuase said zombie flygons were LIKE the chimian dragons, and thus their power was used to help free them! And yeah, she did mistake Saleem for an FLA agent since he was so out there to his tribe.)
-The Snake queen nodded and looked towards her recovering men-
Sa'Qhala: "I hope we won't be too much of a bother for your people, we may get to connect better even if it's been decades since out last true contacts. Maybe i can help occur a treaty between our two tribes, maybe add your people to our desert alliance if possible. Of course i'd need to meet your leader. And before you reassure your claims of imposterisim, a con-artist trying to play me wouldn't get very far in my eyes..." -she'd smirked and glanced at her own body being reflected in a mirror- "...he or she wouldn't be able to match her highness proportion's quite well~..." -she'd giggled before looking back to the turtle commander-
"I must thank you for giving me and my men refuge, we assure you we'll enjoy our amenitys given to us." -she'd bowed to him before slithering away under a guard of turtles, Skalidor and Fangtom following close by her-
OOC: Well, it was more that the Dragons could only be released from the Snow Leopards' imprisonment by having "unnaturally alive" beings sacrificed, but your idea actually makes a lot more sense, so I'll go with that, and say that Pirex just got his soul launched out when his body was pulled in.
IC: The turtles lead the snakes to living quarters in the base, as the Commander contacts the Snake Tribe over the radio. He is greeted by the voice of a former royal retainer in the central pyramid, who bluntly tells him that the Queen escaped from the HQ with no one but Generals Fangtom and Skalidor. The Commander thanks the snake, and quickly hangs up before the snake can ask him if he knows the Queen's whereabouts.
Turtle Commander: "Well then... I guess you three are the real deal."
Othaurus is driving the tank she's in.
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