Flygarra: “No matter, dosent affect us in any way whatsoever...” -he said, grinning-
Owlina: “So, it’s to be ignored then?” -she said, looking confused-
Sa’Qhala: “Well, some of my men did help in the evacuation ops...” -she said with a sheepish grin, scratching her hood in embarrassment-
Flygarra: “Hm... i wonder what people would be perfect to use new tactics against...” -he said quietly to himself.-
-He’d then rise from his seat and address everyone-
Flygarra: “I will put these meetings on hold until further notice, but for now, lets just say, an alliance of sandstorms has been raised... I have some personal matters to attend to...” -he said, before walking off in the direction of around a corner and disappeared from there-
-Sa’Qhala hisses and facepalms, Owlina seconds that with her own-
Both Queens: “And we didn’t even get to the part on marriage proposals?!” -They said, the jurys busting into comedic luaghter like a live TV studio audience, thinking how stupid and ridiculous their sayings were. Both Queens growled and looked stern and very annoyed-
Sa’Qhala and Owlina: “We. Mean. It. Peasants...” -...and it was just enough to shut the crowds up surprise many- batonmaster500
-Flygarra takes note of his lact of influence on the development of Rayquaza-themed super jet-craft that was secretly being built. Although he heard of rumors (possibly even felt the physical rising of the craft too) of a new kilometer-long craft another tribe is building, he smirked and luaghed at that idea of what a strato-fortress should even be.-
-once Flygarra moved himself around to various hidden passages and halls of the Citadel, h eventually find the hangar of where this jet was being built. It was pretty much almost done. Few finishing touches and the flying beauty is complete.-
-Flygarra noticed project managers see him and salute him hastily-
Flygarra: “Oh. Is the new royal fighter done...?”
Flygon Project manager: “Ah! M’desert storm lord! What a... pleasant surprise!” -he said, shaking his head to clear it- “Its almost ready for it’s first maiden test-flight. Just a few more things, plus that Rayqyaza paintjob, and it’s ready...” -he and other managers looked at him with proud looks on their faces and bowed to him-
Flygarra: “Well, i have the final component we need for the Dragon Ascension Cannon... Rayquaza’s meteorite for example...” -he said, pulling out the palm-of-hand-sized stone for all of his workers to see. It’s glow and shine captivating all whom look. It shines with the ROYGBIV of power, and it gave everyone immeasurable energy for them to spring up and work alot faster. Comically, this effect finally made the workers finished the coveted jet-plane in a few minutes, much to the Flygon King’s confusion, but approval anyways...-
Flygon Project Manager: “We’ll get to work on the Dragon Ascension Cannon immediately! Once it’s done, we’ll test it, and let you do the honor of firing it...” -they said, shaking hands with Flygarra, and the King gave them the space rock for help-
-the Desert Storm Lord quietly walks away, all with an evil smile on his face, much to his past trying to un-corrupt him...-
OOC: I'm afraid that the thing in bold is nulled. Felipe made it secretly in Aquilan territory for a reason...
Flygarra: “No matter, dosent affect us in any way whatsoever...” -he said, grinning-
Owlina: “So, it’s to be ignored then?” -she said, looking confused-
Sa’Qhala: “Well, some of my men did help in the evacuation ops...” -she said with a sheepish grin, scratching her hood in embarrassment-
Flygarra: “Hm... i wonder what people would be perfect to use new tactics against...” -he said quietly to himself.-
-He’d then rise from his seat and address everyone-
Flygarra: “I will put these meetings on hold until further notice, but for now, lets just say, an alliance of sandstorms has been raised... I have some personal matters to attend to...” -he said, before walking off in the direction of around a corner and disappeared from there-
-Sa’Qhala hisses and facepalms, Owlina seconds that with her own-
Both Queens: “And we didn’t even get to the part on marriage proposals?!” -They said, the jurys busting into comedic luaghter like a live TV studio audience, thinking how stupid and ridiculous their sayings were. Both Queens growled and looked stern and very annoyed-
Sa’Qhala and Owlina: “We. Mean. It. Peasants...” -...and it was just enough to shut the crowds up surprise many- batonmaster500
-Flygarra takes note of his lact of influence on the development of Rayquaza-themed super jet-craft that was secretly being built. Although he heard of rumors (possibly even felt the physical rising of the craft too) of a new kilometer-long craft another tribe is building, he smirked and luaghed at that idea of what a strato-fortress should even be.-
-once Flygarra moved himself around to various hidden passages and halls of the Citadel, h eventually find the hangar of where this jet was being built. It was pretty much almost done. Few finishing touches and the flying beauty is complete.-
-Flygarra noticed project managers see him and salute him hastily-
Flygarra: “Oh. Is the new royal fighter done...?”
Flygon Project manager: “Ah! M’desert storm lord! What a... pleasant surprise!” -he said, shaking his head to clear it- “Its almost ready for it’s first maiden test-flight. Just a few more things, plus that Rayqyaza paintjob, and it’s ready...” -he and other managers looked at him with proud looks on their faces and bowed to him-
Flygarra: “Well, i have the final component we need for the Dragon Ascension Cannon... Rayquaza’s meteorite for example...” -he said, pulling out the palm-of-hand-sized stone for all of his workers to see. It’s glow and shine captivating all whom look. It shines with the ROYGBIV of power, and it gave everyone immeasurable energy for them to spring up and work alot faster. Comically, this effect finally made the workers finished the coveted jet-plane in a few minutes, much to the Flygon King’s confusion, but approval anyways...-
Flygon Project Manager: “We’ll get to work on the Dragon Ascension Cannon immediately! Once it’s done, we’ll test it, and let you do the honor of firing it...” -they said, shaking hands with Flygarra, and the King gave them the space rock for help-
-the Desert Storm Lord quietly walks away, all with an evil smile on his face, much to his past trying to un-corrupt him...-
IC: *Otto splutters.* "Did he just... did... he... just... LEAVE? IN THE MIDST OF AN INTERVIEW NONE THE LESS." *Otto calls after him.* "THAT WAS QUITE RUDE, SIR!"
-Flygarra takes note of his lact of influence on the development of Rayquaza-themed super jet-craft that was secretly being built. Although he heard of rumors (possibly even felt the physical rising of the craft too) of a new kilometer-long craft another tribe is building, he smirked and luaghed at that idea of what a strato-fortress should even be.-
-once Flygarra moved himself around to various hidden passages and halls of the Citadel, h eventually find the hangar of where this jet was being built. It was pretty much almost done. Few finishing touches and the flying beauty is complete.-
-Flygarra noticed project managers see him and salute him hastily-
Flygarra: “Oh. Is the new royal fighter done...?”
Flygon Project manager: “Ah! M’desert storm lord! What a... pleasant surprise!” -he said, shaking his head to clear it- “Its almost ready for it’s first maiden test-flight. Just a few more things, plus that Rayqyaza paintjob, and it’s ready...” -he and other managers looked at him with proud looks on their faces and bowed to him-
Flygarra: “Well, i have the final component we need for the Dragon Ascension Cannon... Rayquaza’s meteorite for example...” -he said, pulling out the palm-of-hand-sized stone for all of his workers to see. It’s glow and shine captivating all whom look. It shines with the ROYGBIV of power, and it gave everyone immeasurable energy for them to spring up and work alot faster. Comically, this effect finally made the workers finished the coveted jet-plane in a few minutes, much to the Flygon King’s confusion, but approval anyways...-
Flygon Project Manager: “We’ll get to work on the Dragon Ascension Cannon immediately! Once it’s done, we’ll test it, and let you do the honor of firing it...” -they said, shaking hands with Flygarra, and the King gave them the space rock for help-
-the Desert Storm Lord quietly walks away, all with an evil smile on his face, much to his past trying to un-corrupt him...-
OOC: I'm afraid that the thing in bold is nulled. Felipe made it secretly in Aquilan territory for a reason...
(OOC: Really now? The thing is way to bulky and too big to ever be noticed in secret! Theres always gotta be rumors of such things of mass destruction, ya know. How can it NOT be a secret? It was just revealed to their public, now it has to be revealed to the entirety of chima! )
OOC: I'm afraid that the thing in bold is nulled. Felipe made it secretly in Aquilan territory for a reason...
(OOC: Really now? The thing is way to bulky and too big to ever be noticed in secret! Theres always gotta be rumors of such things of mass destruction, ya know. How can it NOT be a secret? It was just revealed to their public, now it has to be revealed to the entirety of chima! )
(OOC: He did not even put it in jammers! For the love of Arceus on a bicycle, it ita not in jammers, everyone will see it! Sure he does secret building in the same way as i do which ia just not mentioning a word of it then BAM, place it in the world. I see how that can work, but in all honesty, im capitalizing on th fact that he never used jammers in the first place to protect it’s identity, he even replied to me with it! )
OOC: Ahem, this thing is already as discrete as a bunch of gnomes riding a burning Christmas tree, and uses extensive AA and ECM to defend itself, as well as a reactor with power on par with nuclear plants to keep flying. How (and why) would I make something larger, just to crash harder than the 2nd French Empire?
Besides, my concept is having a bunch of these glorified airships (they even use helium to relieve the engines) working together with smaller planes, dropping missiles like 1940s Germany on London.
(OOC: So who are you imvading first with your starship? )
OOC: France!
It really depends. I am planning on having a small tour round the country, then either pass by the Turtles and offer help, or go and whack the Flygons, or Sneks. I am really not sure.
-Flygarra takes note of his lact of influence on the development of Rayquaza-themed super jet-craft that was secretly being built. Although he heard of rumors (possibly even felt the physical rising of the craft too) of a new kilometer-long craft another tribe is building, he smirked and luaghed at that idea of what a strato-fortress should even be.-
-once Flygarra moved himself around to various hidden passages and halls of the Citadel, h eventually find the hangar of where this jet was being built. It was pretty much almost done. Few finishing touches and the flying beauty is complete.-
-Flygarra noticed project managers see him and salute him hastily-
Flygarra: “Oh. Is the new royal fighter done...?”
Flygon Project manager: “Ah! M’desert storm lord! What a... pleasant surprise!” -he said, shaking his head to clear it- “Its almost ready for it’s first maiden test-flight. Just a few more things, plus that Rayqyaza paintjob, and it’s ready...” -he and other managers looked at him with proud looks on their faces and bowed to him-
Flygarra: “Well, i have the final component we need for the Dragon Ascension Cannon... Rayquaza’s meteorite for example...” -he said, pulling out the palm-of-hand-sized stone for all of his workers to see. It’s glow and shine captivating all whom look. It shines with the ROYGBIV of power, and it gave everyone immeasurable energy for them to spring up and work alot faster. Comically, this effect finally made the workers finished the coveted jet-plane in a few minutes, much to the Flygon King’s confusion, but approval anyways...-
Flygon Project Manager: “We’ll get to work on the Dragon Ascension Cannon immediately! Once it’s done, we’ll test it, and let you do the honor of firing it...” -they said, shaking hands with Flygarra, and the King gave them the space rock for help-
-the Desert Storm Lord quietly walks away, all with an evil smile on his face, much to his past trying to un-corrupt him...-
OOC: I'm afraid that the thing in bold is nulled. Felipe made it secretly in Aquilan territory for a reason...
OOC: As far as the rest of China is concerned, the Boreas is an artificial island.
-Flygarra takes note of his lact of influence on the development of Rayquaza-themed super jet-craft that was secretly being built. Although he heard of rumors (possibly even felt the physical rising of the craft too) of a new kilometer-long craft another tribe is building, he smirked and luaghed at that idea of what a strato-fortress should even be.-
-once Flygarra moved himself around to various hidden passages and halls of the Citadel, h eventually find the hangar of where this jet was being built. It was pretty much almost done. Few finishing touches and the flying beauty is complete.-
-Flygarra noticed project managers see him and salute him hastily-
Flygarra: “Oh. Is the new royal fighter done...?”
Flygon Project manager: “Ah! M’desert storm lord! What a... pleasant surprise!” -he said, shaking his head to clear it- “Its almost ready for it’s first maiden test-flight. Just a few more things, plus that Rayqyaza paintjob, and it’s ready...” -he and other managers looked at him with proud looks on their faces and bowed to him-
Flygarra: “Well, i have the final component we need for the Dragon Ascension Cannon... Rayquaza’s meteorite for example...” -he said, pulling out the palm-of-hand-sized stone for all of his workers to see. It’s glow and shine captivating all whom look. It shines with the ROYGBIV of power, and it gave everyone immeasurable energy for them to spring up and work alot faster. Comically, this effect finally made the workers finished the coveted jet-plane in a few minutes, much to the Flygon King’s confusion, but approval anyways...-
Flygon Project Manager: “We’ll get to work on the Dragon Ascension Cannon immediately! Once it’s done, we’ll test it, and let you do the honor of firing it...” -they said, shaking hands with Flygarra, and the King gave them the space rock for help-
-the Desert Storm Lord quietly walks away, all with an evil smile on his face, much to his past trying to un-corrupt him...-
IC: *Otto splutters.* "Did he just... did... he... just... LEAVE? IN THE MIDST OF AN INTERVIEW NONE THE LESS." *Otto calls after him.* "THAT WAS QUITE RUDE, SIR!"
(OOC: Lol. Did i do thaaaaat? ) -and eerie enough, Flygarra came back in the meeting Room before Otto could turn the corner- Flygarra: “Well my desert peoples... im back!” -he said with a sarcastic grin, and the jury-crowds cheered-
(OOC: So who are you imvading first with your starship? )
OOC: France!
It really depends. I am planning on having a small tour round the country, then either pass by the Turtles and offer help, or go and whack the Flygons, or Sneks. I am really not sure.
(OOC: Really? I was expecting Ukraine. But for you “whacking” my tribes, that would be very annoying. I just have to give you a heads up, the Flygon Super-jet is completed, dubbed the “X-Quaza”, and now they are creating the Dragon Ascension Cannon. Said cannon will be installed on the super-jet once it’s completed and test-fired. Its gonna be a televised spectical, i tell you. At least, thats what i keep dreaming up, theatrically... )
IC: *Otto splutters.* "Did he just... did... he... just... LEAVE? IN THE MIDST OF AN INTERVIEW NONE THE LESS." *Otto calls after him.* "THAT WAS QUITE RUDE, SIR!"
(OOC: Lol. Did i do thaaaaat? ) -and eerie enough, Flygarra came back in the meeting Room before Otto could turn the corner- Flygarra: “Well my desert peoples... im back!” -he said with a sarcastic grin, and the jury-crowds cheered-
-Owlina and Sa’Qhala smiled and nodded-
-Flygarra began to luagh, semi-evil. And turned to the queens and owl advisor-
Flygarra: “You three! Come with me, i would like you to show you something spectacular we Flygons have finished creating.” -he said, gesturing them to come with him.-
Sa’Qhala: “Ooh! Is it powerful...?” -she said, looking very intrigued-
Owlina: “I would like to think of ot as not Superior to the Owl’s royal airforce... would it...?”
Pihana: “Wait, really?” -she said umbfoundedly- batonmaster500
OOC: I suppose that i have to make an action now that you've tagged me.
IC: Ppyrr: "Yes, sister, you are able to rally the troops now. We will soon have a chance to get revenge on the turtles. (to himself) And i will defeat that turtle this time."
Pihana: “Yeah! Time for me to kick some butt! I have been waiting for times like these! Oh, hey, Piratox! Mind if i give the high commander here my blueprints to mass-produce my signature weapon for soldiers? Can i? Can I?” The J
The United Mountain Federation of The Aggron (UMFA)
Type of government: Something similar to today’s U.S. government.
Bio of this “Tribe”: The UMFA was created during the aftermath of the Red Dragons attacking all tribes 1000’s of years ago (correct me if im wrong on the time stamp). This tribe’s intro to Chima came from the same fate as the Flygons and many Pokémon Turtles, all from Dimension distortion Portals created by an Enraged Palkia. From when they were first driking Chi, the Aggrons former evolutions were pretty much omitted from their chi-evolutions. Effectively, wiping out hardships of leveling up high enough to evolve into the final form of Arron. As of so, Fully Evolved Aggrons are hatched instead of the two former evos. When they soon civilized and became a stable tribe, they ran a colonial parliament and a constitutional monarchy under their first leader, King Aggréväte Bössgadoré I. There, King “Aggro” (as he was often nicknamed) ruled his dynasty for hundreds of years before a coup, led by an bold-natured Aggron whom was a former mon’ to a champion of some region.
There, entered the political fray, was Agrakai. A somewhat young politician whom was actually 17 at the time. There, he waged political warefare against the conservatives constitutional monarchists until his party, the Hoenn-chiho Radicals, committed civil-war-starting. Rimes, which threw the tribe into a civil war, for the remaining years before a truce was settled to King Aggro IV’s depositions, and the Monarchy being abolished for good. The radicals calmed down and turned their party into something similar to the US democrats. The remaining DNA for the Aggro dynasty died out when Aggro VI was crushed by falling debris in a freak accident, although his fall wasn’t important, and often ignored by today’s Aggron citizens, the President notions this as a significant day, as a holiday. Agrakai is now 47 when he took up the role as being the UMFA’s third president, the other two presidents failed to do their duties well, and the second one was impeached due to neo-royalty-scandals. The tribe is currently in a housing crisis and a recession, both impactive events are being carefully maintained, alongside a on-going “war on desert tribes” campaign that hasn’t been significant, until now.
As always, this tribe is comprised of the Aggron (The Iron Armor Pokemon), the many cities and landmarks of this country (no longer a “Tribe” per-say) are all in very mountainous terrain and geographical areas, making a very hard country to wage land war on. There are numerous fallout shelters and bunkers to keep any native safe in the event of wars. The most important one, being a bunker to hold all native seeds and plants of all of chima, in the event of a mass-extinction-event that could wipe out the entire ecosystem of the fanon chima. The technology the UMFA possesses is state-of-the-art and some minor 20th century tech still in place. The tribe had a vast transit network of many trams and railways to commute citizens and other lifeforms to work, home, recreation, etc. since the mountain climate and terrain don’t allow use of conventional roads that much, often famous to world-class alpine cafes and hotels and restaurants. This tribe also has created something similar to today’s internet. (Can we have an internet in chima? )
Last thing to state; the country is like the Kangaroo tribe’s country. Its seperate from chima as an island and is around the same size as the kangaroo island. Also, if your asking that, how do these two island nations get their fix of chi, its all imported thanks to Kastle Kold-Heart. All other tribes back on the mainland can get chi from the falls like normal people, at least, thats what i think due to there being no chi temple akin to the lions.
The major cities of the UMFA is as follows.
Cobalt Basin - 5th largest city at around 756k to 800k population. Home to a very rural population and the source of self-sufficient farming, and mining. Located in a basin surrounded by mountains.
Mt. Ashen - 4th largest city at around 825k-879k population. Also home to a large steel and iron manufacturing base, perfect for economic output. Located in and around the 2nd tallest mountain in the UMFA territories. A popular tourist destination having carved faces of the former royal Aggron family line, akin to Mt. Rushmore.
Silver Valley - 3rd largest city at around 890k-902k population. Holds the aforementioned bunker of all chima plants and seeds and whatnot. Also home to the prestigious “Kyushu University of Advanced Info-Technology”. Also home to a large dormant volcano, honoring a name called “Mt. Chimney”.
Port Iron-Clad - 2nd largest city at around 950k population. This city is known for its vast ship-building industry and iron exporting. Recently, this city has been receiving refugees and other citizens of other tribes to look for a more liberal country to live in. Located in a large delta surrounded by mountains on one side.
Ferropolis - 1st largest city in the entire UMFA. It holds a whopping 1.5-1.7 million population, and is home to the main government buildings of the UMFA. The most commercially successful city, and the highest elevated city of The Fanon Chima. Located around the highest mountain range of chima, the “Ferrous-Spires”.
Tribe Posistions 1IC: President (Agrakai “Steven Tsuwabuki” Stone.) please call him by his title as “Mr. President”. (His bio is later once i draw up his minifigure. ) 2IC: Vice President (Designated for Ciblast ) 3.5IC: Senate and Congress Leaders (one role for each.) 3IC: Head of Central Intel (one Role) 4IC: Head of Federal Communications (one role) 5IC: Heads of Military command (2 roles)
Tribe looking for: Alliance with Aquilian Empire, trade from various tribes, immigrant workers to fill low-class jobs, allies in their aforementioned war they are waging, typical America stuff. They are not evil, so a blue chi aura is established for them.
OOC: I suppose that i have to make an action now that you've tagged me.
IC: Ppyrr: "Yes, sister, you are able to rally the troops now. We will soon have a chance to get revenge on the turtles. (to himself) And i will defeat that turtle this time."
Pihana: “Yeah! Time for me to kick some butt! I have been waiting for times like these! Oh, hey, Piratox! Mind if i give the high commander here my blueprints to mass-produce my signature weapon for soldiers? Can i? Can I?” The J
Piratox: "Sure." Piratox rises from his throne and grabs his weapons. He walks to the balcony outside his throne room at the top of the temple and watches his army assemble in the river below, as Pirex crawls up next to him on the balcony.