(OOC: Wait, we’re your children?! ) -Pihana Kei jumps out high from the murky waters inside the throne-room, literally blasting her weapon all over the place, guards, nobles and commanders comically panic and jump for cover, and Pihana yeows and woops and hollars. Showing to her higness how willing and eager she is to fight with such fast and blistering apeed and agility. She then landed with grace before him and grinned before striking a pose with the hybrid’s plasma blade out and ready to slice and dice things to peices-
Pihana: “HAAAH!!! Saki Kei! Ready to fight and tear our enemys apart!” -her sharp teeth shining as she was grinning, swinging her blade widly before giving out in a panting fit comically-
OOC: No, you do know what siblings means, right? In this case the Duke and Duchess are brother and sister. Also, you probably shouldn't have just almost taken out a room full of nobles, you traitor!
IC: Ppyrr: "We should plan, but not wait until the turtles realize we are doing so to strike."
-Pihana recovers from loss of breath, and tackle-hugs Ppyrr-
Pihana: “Hhhhhhaaaaaaiiiiii... when are we gonna fight?” -she said, staring at her older brother cutely- The J
OOC: No, you do know what siblings means, right? In this case the Duke and Duchess are brother and sister. Also, you probably shouldn't have just almost taken out a room full of nobles, you traitor!
IC: Ppyrr: "We should plan, but not wait until the turtles realize we are doing so to strike."
-Pihana recovers from loss of breath, and tackle-hugs Ppyrr-
Pihana: “Hhhhhhaaaaaaiiiiii... when are we gonna fight?” -she said, staring at her older brother cutely- The J
In the foggy Northern seas, a lone fishing boat wanders, hunting for seafood. As the engine drags the boat along the coastline, populated by wind mills and turbines, a string of bright yellow buoys, stretching beyond the horizon, is seen.
"Mein Kapitän! some signals up ahead," yells the watchman.
The old sailor pokes his head out of the bridge's deck, then scratches his beard.
"Hum, it must be the blockade they put around the Bay. We should turn back."
As the small ship struggles to turn and head towards its harbour, a large container ship, filled with construction materials and cranes emerges from the surrounding fog. It passes through the cordon, displaying the flag of the Aquilan Navy.
"I wonder, what are they building there..."
A white blanket of delicate snow has now covered the Imperial countryside, and several business close down for traditional festivities. However, the determined and industrious workers of the Nordsee Exclusion Zone continue to toil, struggling to finish the large metal structure, floating along the drift ice. As the work progresses, less and less raw materials come in, and products such as electronics, mechanical parts and even munitions start being sent towards the construction sites.
After several weeks of hard work, the construction site finally rests. The speakers come online, and broadcast a message:
"Achtung! (Attention)We will perform a few tests in 30 minutes. All non-essential personnel are asked to leave the craft, and are welcome to watch from the harbour with basic protetcion. His Majesty and Feldmarschall Raubvögel are expected to attend." Soon, the three harbours surrounding the structure are filled with Eagles wearing yellow construction helmets and grey combat helmets. Some have brought binoculars and telescopes to get a better view, many have gathered on the rooftops of buildings, others are even sitting on stools and armchairs they dragged there, sipping hot drinks. Then, sirens blare, and an eerie silence falls on the crowds...
OOC: No, you do know what siblings means, right? In this case the Duke and Duchess are brother and sister. Also, you probably shouldn't have just almost taken out a room full of nobles, you traitor!
IC: Ppyrr: "We should plan, but not wait until the turtles realize we are doing so to strike."
-Pihana recovers from loss of breath, and tackle-hugs Ppyrr-
Pihana: “Hhhhhhaaaaaaiiiiii... when are we gonna fight?” -she said, staring at her older brother cutely- The J
Pirex: "Hisss! We'll, you've certainly made your grand entrance, Pihana!" He says sarcastically. Piratox: "Right, Ppyrr. Time to come up with a surprise attack." Pirex shrieks: "WE MUST DESTROY THE TURTLES IMMEDIATELY!! LAUNCH EVERYTHING WE HAVE ON THEIR CITY!!" A deep-voiced, bearded Piranha commander makes dramatic poses as he says: "DO IT! DON'T LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS!! JUST DO IT!!!" Pirex: "Yeah, what he said!"
-Pihana recovers from loss of breath, and tackle-hugs Ppyrr-
Pihana: “Hhhhhhaaaaaaiiiiii... when are we gonna fight?” -she said, staring at her older brother cutely- The J
Pirex: "Hisss! We'll, you've certainly made your grand entrance, Pihana!" He says sarcastically. Piratox: "Right, Ppyrr. Time to come up with a surprise attack." Pirex shrieks: "WE MUST DESTROY THE TURTLES IMMEDIATELY!! LAUNCH EVERYTHING WE HAVE ON THEIR CITY!!" A deep-voiced, bearded Piranha commander makes dramatic poses as he says: "DO IT! DON'T LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS!! JUST DO IT!!!" Pirex: "Yeah, what he said!"
(OOC: WWWWHHHYYYYYY?!? THE MEME IS DEAD, DON’T USE THE MEME ANYMORE!!! -dies due to cringeing too much- )
Pihana: “Oh i make better entrances than that!” -she said mockingly-
In the foggy Northern seas, a lone fishing boat wanders, hunting for seafood. As the engine drags the boat along the coastline, populated by wind mills and turbines, a string of bright yellow buoys, stretching beyond the horizon, is seen.
"Mein Kapitän! some signals up ahead," yells the watchman.
The old sailor pokes his head out of the bridge's deck, then scratches his beard.
"Hum, it must be the blockade they put around the Bay. We should turn back."
As the small ship struggles to turn and head towards its harbour, a large container ship, filled with construction materials and cranes emerges from the surrounding fog. It passes through the cordon, displaying the flag of the Aquilan Navy.
"I wonder, what are they building there..."
A white blanket of delicate snow has now covered the Imperial countryside, and several business close down for traditional festivities. However, the determined and industrious workers of the Nordsee Exclusion Zone continue to toil, struggling to finish the large metal structure, floating along the drift ice. As the work progresses, less and less raw materials come in, and products such as electronics, mechanical parts and even munitions start being sent towards the construction sites.
After several weeks of hard work, the construction site finally rests. The speakers come online, and broadcast a message:
"Achtung! (Attention)We will perform a few tests in 30 minutes. All non-essential personnel are asked to leave the craft, and are welcome to watch from the harbour with basic protetcion. His Majesty and Feldmarschall Raubvögel are expected to attend." Soon, the three harbours surrounding the structure are filled with Eagles wearing yellow construction helmets and grey combat helmets. Some have brought binoculars and telescopes to get a better view, many have gathered on the rooftops of buildings, others are even sitting on stools and armchairs they dragged there, sipping hot drinks. Then, sirens blare, and an eerie silence falls on the crowds...
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XD wow just... wow...
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