Box turtle: "A shame." The box turtle and tortoise leave, and go to interview the creators of more interesting-looking vehicles. The snow leopard stays and repeats his question, staring Flygarra coldly in the eye.
Flygarra: “Hey ladies and Otto, (batonmaster500 ) shouldn’t this leopard be melting in the desert heat?” -he snickers-
Sa’Qhala: “Mossssst likely...” -she giggles-
Owlina: “Possibly...” -she said moderately-
Flygarra: “Then why arent you not that stubborn sir...” -he reads the S.Leopard’s nametag. Before speaking up, he is interrupted by said reporter-
OOC: The Snow Leopards don't have any limbs made of ice. They're like the Ice Hunters if the Hunters weren't evil and zombiefied.
IC: The Snow Leopard purrs coldly: "So you are going to attack the other tribes with this jet? I surely need not remind thou of the fate of the other dragons who committed that act?"
(OOC: Well, they aren’t technically any generic term as “creatures”. You should have said, “The Pokemon and Queen Kyuru from her private transport are escorted”. Just peeves me a bit. )
-Kyuru towered over the S.Leopards and her very creepy breathing was getting to them. She wasn’t that too keen on public speaking and her pupiless yellow eyes glared down guards and civilians in an unnerving manner. She stood and her eyes gave out this extemporaneous cold, dark and very scared manner, something the Leopards havent seen in such a creature.-
-Soon, a Baile Oricorio, Sir Arano Orata, steps up front and center to the people asking why she was here, he and Kyuru were guarded by seemingly ghostly figures, dressed in Team Plasma attire. The guards bowed to the two Pokémon and stepped back-
Sir Arano Orata: “Ah, yes. What you are asking, as that, My Queen deserves to have a meeting placed, alongside and embassy in your tribe. All topics reguarding this are to be thoroughly discussed... aswell as the X-Quaza, that has recently risen.” -he said, his voice having this distinct hispanic accent. He bowed to the S.Leopard guards and waited their response-
OOC: The term "creature" applies to any beings, Pokémon, animal, or alien.
IC: As the Knights of the Ice Table have seen far worse monstrosities in their crusades, they are unafraid of the queen. The snow leopard citizens on the wall look down at her curiously. Snow Leopard Knight: "So, you wish to establish an embassy here?"
(OOC: Ech, i guess. Besides, Kyuru always had this unnerving vibe to her. ) -Sir Arano glances at the Barrier Pokemon and looks back at the S.Leopard Knight.-
Sir Arano Orata: “Mmmm-yes. She’s not that keen speaking publicly, so let her speak to your king in private. She seems to retain her old trainer’s personality of being more one-on-one with people, as said trainer was cased with Asperger’s Syndrome. But anyways, im getting off my train of thought. If you so will kindly direct us to a meetinghouse, and inform of your king here, she will gladly explain everything...” -he bowed to them in respect.-
Flygarra: “Hey ladies and Otto, (batonmaster500 ) shouldn’t this leopard be melting in the desert heat?” -he snickers-
Sa’Qhala: “Mossssst likely...” -she giggles-
Owlina: “Possibly...” -she said moderately-
Flygarra: “Then why arent you not that stubborn sir...” -he reads the S.Leopard’s nametag. Before speaking up, he is interrupted by said reporter-
OOC: The Snow Leopards don't have any limbs made of ice. They're like the Ice Hunters if the Hunters weren't evil and zombiefied.
IC: The Snow Leopard purrs coldly: "So you are going to attack the other tribes with this jet? I surely need not remind thou of the fate of the other dragons who committed that act?"
(OOC: How rude! You didn’t give me the reporter’s name! ) Flygarra: “If im going to attack other tribes with this jet, then we’d be at war already! Besides... my tribe’s hopes and dreams, akin to that of Rayquaza, god of all dragons, need not to hear your offensive remarks about the draconid species... rest assure you that yours or any other tribe won’t tamper with a war i would start with an old rival of mine... and its not going to be wasted on other tribes, other than his...”
Flygarra: (he says with an eerie tone) “That, and... the WMD we Flygons are developing to wipe out his kind off the face of this land... which I won’t spoil more of the devastating details... but all chimians... you’ll will see and hear about it in the media... god willing...” -he then walks away from the S.Leopard aith a smug grin on his mug, talking to other reporters, telling them the same exact thing-
-Just then, a loud, grungy, low-toned voice moaned out in the desert air- Gick Gumshoo: “FLYGARRAAAAAAA!!! I NEED TA TALK TO YEH ABOUT DIS!!!”
-This made Flygarra freeze in sudden fear-
Flygarra: “Wh-what? No... not him again! Anything but this blubbery Alolan route-1 trash!”
-after arrive back to the Iron House, home of the President, Agrakai calls up a military staff meeting, along with press secretarys and others to broadcast this meeting on ChiNN.-
(OOC: Mind helping me with this one, The J, and Ciblast? )
OOC: The term "creature" applies to any beings, Pokémon, animal, or alien.
IC: As the Knights of the Ice Table have seen far worse monstrosities in their crusades, they are unafraid of the queen. The snow leopard citizens on the wall look down at her curiously. Snow Leopard Knight: "So, you wish to establish an embassy here?"
(OOC: Ech, i guess. Besides, Kyuru always had this unnerving vibe to her. ) -Sir Arano glances at the Barrier Pokemon and looks back at the S.Leopard Knight.-
Sir Arano Orata: “Mmmm-yes. She’s not that keen speaking publicly, so let her speak to your king in private. She seems to retain her old trainer’s personality of being more one-on-one with people, as said trainer was cased with Asperger’s Syndrome. But anyways, im getting off my train of thought. If you so will kindly direct us to a meetinghouse, and inform of your king here, she will gladly explain everything...” -he bowed to them in respect.-
The snow leopards guide them to a meetinghouse and tell their king about the arrivals.
OOC: The Snow Leopards don't have any limbs made of ice. They're like the Ice Hunters if the Hunters weren't evil and zombiefied.
IC: The Snow Leopard purrs coldly: "So you are going to attack the other tribes with this jet? I surely need not remind thou of the fate of the other dragons who committed that act?"
(OOC: How rude! You didn’t give me the reporter’s name! ) Flygarra: “If im going to attack other tribes with this jet, then we’d be at war already! Besides... my tribe’s hopes and dreams, akin to that of Rayquaza, god of all dragons, need not to hear your offensive remarks about the draconid species... rest assure you that yours or any other tribe won’t tamper with a war i would start with an old rival of mine... and its not going to be wasted on other tribes, other than his...”
Flygarra: (he says with an eerie tone) “That, and... the WMD we Flygons are developing to wipe out his kind off the face of this land... which I won’t spoil more of the devastating details... but all chimians... you’ll will see and hear about it in the media... god willing...” -he then walks away from the S.Leopard aith a smug grin on his mug, talking to other reporters, telling them the same exact thing-
-Just then, a loud, grungy, low-toned voice moaned out in the desert air- Gick Gumshoo: “FLYGARRAAAAAAA!!! I NEED TA TALK TO YEH ABOUT DIS!!!”
-This made Flygarra freeze in sudden fear-
Flygarra: “Wh-what? No... not him again! Anything but this blubbery Alolan route-1 trash!”
The snow leopard gets into a leopard copter, and as they fly away, he tells the pilot, "We should keep an eye on the desert tribes now."
-after arrive back to the Iron House, home of the President, Agrakai calls up a military staff meeting, along with press secretarys and others to broadcast this meeting on ChiNN.-
(OOC: Mind helping me with this one, The J , and Ciblast ? )
We politely request a meeting between our ambassadors to discuss our political ties, and the possibility of establishing an embassy inside your territory. Should the Turtle Kingdom accept this proposal, it may choose to host the meeting in their lands, or deliver that responsibility to the Aquillan Kaiserreich.
The turtles accept and Tyron sends ambassadors to the meeting place.
The ambassadors are met at the Aquillan borders by a discrete welcoming party, and transported to Adlerstadt. There, they are met with great fanfare, and are offered a ride inside comfortable cars towards the meeting, being held in the Imperial Palace.
-after arrive back to the Iron House, home of the President, Agrakai calls up a military staff meeting, along with press secretarys and others to broadcast this meeting on ChiNN.-
(OOC: Mind helping me with this one, The J , and Ciblast ? )
OOC: I'm not part of that tribe.
(OOC: No, by like i mean, acting as one of the meeting NPC’s. Its like theatre; you choose the roles you have given by the director or, in this case, by what characters you have created. )
(OOC: How rude! You didn’t give me the reporter’s name! ) Flygarra: “If im going to attack other tribes with this jet, then we’d be at war already! Besides... my tribe’s hopes and dreams, akin to that of Rayquaza, god of all dragons, need not to hear your offensive remarks about the draconid species... rest assure you that yours or any other tribe won’t tamper with a war i would start with an old rival of mine... and its not going to be wasted on other tribes, other than his...”
Flygarra: (he says with an eerie tone) “That, and... the WMD we Flygons are developing to wipe out his kind off the face of this land... which I won’t spoil more of the devastating details... but all chimians... you’ll will see and hear about it in the media... god willing...” -he then walks away from the S.Leopard aith a smug grin on his mug, talking to other reporters, telling them the same exact thing-
-Just then, a loud, grungy, low-toned voice moaned out in the desert air- Gick Gumshoo: “FLYGARRAAAAAAA!!! I NEED TA TALK TO YEH ABOUT DIS!!!”
-This made Flygarra freeze in sudden fear-
Flygarra: “Wh-what? No... not him again! Anything but this blubbery Alolan route-1 trash!”
The snow leopard gets into a leopard copter, and as they fly away, he tells the pilot, "We should keep an eye on the desert tribes now."
-Flygarra grumbles and Gick stops to take a breather, and the Snake and Owl queens look at him in disgust-
Sa’Qhala: “Good Heavenssss! What issssss that weird gopher-ferret-mongoossssse-like abomination?!”
Gick: “Whut? Abomination?! Hey that wasnt not very nice there, snakey!”
-Sa’Qhala hisses in offence and lunges for Gumshoo, but only to be thrown back by an intervenining Flygon king, before he then roared in Gick’s face and viciously Dragon-clawed him away!-
Flygarra: “AARRUGH, GET AWAY FROM ME, I AM NOT ONE OF YOU, NOR WHAT THAT HAG OF AN ICE-DRAGON WANTS!!! LEARN WHAT I SAID FIFTY YEARS AGO YOU AGONIZING ANNOYANCE!!!”
Gick: “YER BETRAYING YOUR-i mean... OUR OLD TRAINER!!! WHAT CUASED YOU TEW BECOME LIKE DIS?!?” -he growled loudly-
Flygarra: “None of your business! I would rather not reminisce of such enslaved times we all had!” -he spat at his old not-so-teammate-
Flygarra: “GUARDS! SEIZE HIM!!!” -his wings unfolded in a menacing way, before telling the two Queens and Otto to get back in the jet for immediate takeoff-
(OOC: Ech, i guess. Besides, Kyuru always had this unnerving vibe to her. ) -Sir Arano glances at the Barrier Pokemon and looks back at the S.Leopard Knight.-
Sir Arano Orata: “Mmmm-yes. She’s not that keen speaking publicly, so let her speak to your king in private. She seems to retain her old trainer’s personality of being more one-on-one with people, as said trainer was cased with Asperger’s Syndrome. But anyways, im getting off my train of thought. If you so will kindly direct us to a meetinghouse, and inform of your king here, she will gladly explain everything...” -he bowed to them in respect.-
The snow leopards guide them to a meetinghouse and tell their king about the arrivals.
-Although Kyuru loved looking around at the seemingly artic at-home enviroments of the courtyards and towns, she couldn’t stress the feeling of reminding herself, laying down in five feet-deep snow with her trainer, both of them enjoying the unbearable cold, as if they never felt said cold at all.-
The turtles accept and Tyron sends ambassadors to the meeting place.
The ambassadors are met at the Aquillan borders by a discrete welcoming party, and transported to Adlerstadt. There, they are met with great fanfare, and are offered a ride inside comfortable cars towards the meeting, being held in the Imperial Palace.
The ambassadors, one a soft shelled turtle and the other a desert tortoise, step out of the car upon arrival. The soft shelled turtle observes the scenery, twitching his oddly shaped mouth.
(OOC: No, by like i mean, acting as one of the meeting NPC’s. Its like theatre; you choose the roles you have given by the director or, in this case, by what characters you have created. )
OOC: But I thought that was a private meeting with the agron tribe?
The snow leopards guide them to a meetinghouse and tell their king about the arrivals.
-Although Kyuru loved looking around at the seemingly artic at-home enviroments of the courtyards and towns, she couldn’t stress the feeling of reminding herself, laying down in five feet-deep snow with her trainer, both of them enjoying the unbearable cold, as if they never felt said cold at all.-
She is offered a large sofa in the meeting house (for her, the sofa is the size of a chair). King Leonardo arrives soon, stroking his beard as he steps briskly into the room. Leonardo: "Greetings! I was told you fine beings were here to establish an embassy for your...faction, shall I say?"
(OOC: No, by like i mean, acting as one of the meeting NPC’s. Its like theatre; you choose the roles you have given by the director or, in this case, by what characters you have created. )
OOC: But I thought that was a private meeting with the agron tribe?
(OOC: Get on the ball! And pay 19.99 S+H for the story! )
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