-I scoff and brush that off aside, since im here for only diplomatic things, and not threatening things...-
-as of yet...-
-Soon, Aggron Secret Service agents stop me and my wives in the middle of heading to Agrakai’s office-
Agent: “Stop right where you are, desert scum! Where do you think your going!?”
-I grin and look impressed-
“Im just here to see my old... mhmhm... freind...” -I’d casually grin-
Agent: “We are not letting you past us! Prepare for a fight!” -they said, pulling out their pistols-
-I’d smile and my wings unfurl, and soon, the ground around those Secret Service turns into sand and they were pit-felled into quicksand, all of them flailing helplessly as they sank into their 4x weakness i so gladly have to wield against them...-
-they were then soon consumed by the quicksand and the sand dissapears away, leaving the tiled floor spotless as if they were never there, when in reality, they were buried into the foundation of the large home of the executive-
“They... deserved proper burial...” -I grinned before cackling, walking my ladies ever so closer to Agrakai’s office-
-meanwhile in Agrakai’s office... he was speaking to an associate of his in the phone...- Agrakai: “...what?! What do you mean they are here!? ...the leaders of those tribes?! ...but-. ...why-. ...-sighs- I... I see very well... although the senate may call me a coward, i am not one to fear them, if at all. A four times weakness to ground, that what keeps everyone paranoid that an single low-richter earthquake could destroy the UMFA’s integrity. ...yes, i understand. ...looks like our military would need to have a great quantity of Mega Stones if we want to fight the Flygons...” -he pauses and signs in great troubling greif, wondering what terrible fate could behold if Flygarra meets him in person.-
-his call ends and he waits calmly, thinking of something that could drice away the desert leaders-
-until...-
-His office double doors swing open with the whistles and whooshes of desert winds, howling like wolves in the night-
-Agrakai shivers as this sandy-wind hit him, and i looked thrilled-
-and in the light of the opened doors, the shadows of me and my wives gave that feeling of dread to Agrakai, but, he seemingly was a little more... braver than i expected...-
“What... what gave you the idea to come to me... is it something out of the ordinary, or is it blatent declaration of war...?” -Agrakai quietly and calmy said to me, i smiled and shook my head in disbelief-
“What? War on you and your little country of capitalists and Arceus-worshippers? Please, dont make me laugh, pathetic Aggron...” -i said, stroking my long beard, grinning-
“... I thought you’d say that sorta thing... maybe,,, you wanna settle this the... old fashioned way?” -the president said, with a hidden grin of foolishness-
“You mean.... like a barbaric savage that is unevolved with no chi? Ordered around by humans to do their every single bidding?” -I said with intrigue-
“A good old fashioned... -sigh-... Pokémon battle...” -he turned to face me with a revolver pointed at my head, but then he smiles and drops the weapon, and i am inclined to drop my Terrain Decimator staff as well-
“Winner declares war on the loser, and will settle it once and for all?” -i dropped my staff, feeling up to it, and oddly, i could hear a faint frail voice in the back of my head go “You can do it Flygarra, belive in your trainer’s spirit!”-
“Correct... Desert Storm Lord Fly-Sha’ran...” -Agrakai used my proper title snd i smiled-
“Somewhere in your backyard would be a good arena for us. Let us not dawdle, a battle/duel of the century will ensue, and a brutal chimian civil war to follow....” -I said, letting Agrakai lead the way-
Although the Aquillan Air Force is most renowned for the skill of its pilots and the technical prowess of their small jets, larger aircraft, of arguably of even greater importance are operated by the Air Service branch of the army, serve to support ground logistics, and ensure quick troop movements and resupply.
Rhein-Ebene TF-7
(A TF-7 resting at an airbase)
The Transportflugzeug Modell 7 “Weltmeister” (Model 7 Transport Plane “World-Master”) is a cargo aeroplane propelled by six turbofans, and designed and manufactured by Rhein-Ebene AG. It features an impressive lift capacity of 250,000 kg, with a cruise speed of 850 km/h, a range of up to 15,500 km when lightly loaded and a service ceiling of 13 km. It can transport 150 men, or a couple of light tanks, and serve as a mobile hospital, ECM or AWACS, with a minimum of 3 crewmen required.
Höhenfeld FW LTF-14/2
(An LTF-14 comes in for a landing. Note the angular fuselage present in early models)
The Leichtes Transportflugzeug Modell 14 “Höchlander” (Light Transport Plane, Model 14, “Highlander”) is a turboprop cargo plane manufactured by the Höhenfeld Flugzeugwerk (Aircraft plant). The LTF-14 is known to be extremely reliable, being able to land on unprepared runways, and requiring very little experience to maintain. It can ferry up to 20 tonnes of equipment, at a cruise speed of 540km/h, at altitudes of up to 10 km, with a range of 4,000 km. It requires 3 crewmen, and can transport 120 troops, or two light vehicles. A Gunship variant, the KF-14 exists, being modified with 2 40 mm cannons, 4 machineguns and guided munitions.
Although the Aquillan Air Force is most renowned for the skill of its pilots and the technical prowess of their small jets, larger aircraft, of arguably of even greater importance are operated by the Air Service branch of the army, serve to support ground logistics, and ensure quick troop movements and resupply.
Rhein-Ebene TF-7
(A TF-7 resting at an airbase)
The Transportflugzeug Modell 7 “Weltmeister” (Model 7 Transport Plane “World-Master”) is a cargo aeroplane propelled by six turbofans, and designed and manufactured by Rhein-Ebene AG. It features an impressive lift capacity of 250,000 kg, with a cruise speed of 850 km/h, a range of up to 15,500 km when lightly loaded and a service ceiling of 13 km. It can transport 150 men, or a couple of light tanks, and serve as a mobile hospital, ECM or AWACS, with a minimum of 3 crewmen required.
Höhenfeld FW LTF-14/2
(An LTF-14 comes in for a landing. Note the angular fuselage present in early models)
The Leichtes Transportflugzeug Modell 14 “Höchlander” (Light Transport Plane, Model 14, “Highlander”) is a turboprop cargo plane manufactured by the Höhenfeld Flugzeugwerk (Aircraft plant). The LTF-14 is known to be extremely reliable, being able to land on unprepared runways, and requiring very little experience to maintain. It can ferry up to 20 tonnes of equipment, at a cruise speed of 540km/h, at altitudes of up to 10 km, with a range of 4,000 km. It requires 3 crewmen, and can transport 120 troops, or two light vehicles. A Gunship variant, the KF-14 exists, being modified with 2 40 mm cannons, 4 machineguns and guided munitions.
(OOC: Kewl planes. :3 Now gimme those republicans or something, i need to start the Aqulian Uprising with the claws of the Flygon! )
Post by batonmaster500 on Feb 19, 2018 22:25:51 GMT
The Rogue Brotherhood
Deep in the shady part of Ferropolis, there’s a pawn shop. It’s run by a marten named Crazy Redd, and has no windows, no back door. There is just one entrance, a navy-colored steel door with a peephole in it, or so you think. The shop sells various overpriced odds and ends. There’s a door at the back of the shop leading to a storage room. In it there are storage boxes and a stoat who looks to be napping… looks can be deceiving. You only get access to the shop by knowing a password. If you wish to get into the Rogue Brotherhood, you must know a second password (and be a Weasel, Ferret, Stoat, or Mink) . If you know this password, you will tell it to the stoat and he will speak in some foreign language on a mic. A staircase reveals itself in the floor and you would be led into a giant cave system, known to no one, but the Rogue Brotherhood.
There you have it, The H.Q. of the Rogue Brotherhood, a guild of assassins, thieves, and other types of thugs. They mainly do their work in the Aggron city, but the cave system also has exits near other HQs. If you go to another HQ, they have masters of disguise to provide you with a disguise, if need be.
Ranks. There is joint leadership by a Weasel, a Ferret, and a Stoat.
Post by batonmaster500 on Feb 19, 2018 22:27:52 GMT
The Rogue Brotherhood Part 2...
Backstory. (The backstory is known only to tribes with a lot of history, so other than that this is Out Of Character information.) There was a gang of mismatched numbers of weasels, ferrets, stoats, and mink that lived on Ferret Isle. After a number of years, they were exiled for their misdeeds. They became more organized and professional, and they eventually decided to return to their homeland. They thought nobody would dare mess with them. They came back to Ferret Isle, only to find a ghost town and ruins. They found one of the ringleaders’ parents still alive, and they asked him what happened. She related to them how a tribe of Mice had come through and wiped all of the dwellers out. She was one of the people taken prisoner. There had been a jailbreak, and all of the other escapees had not made it. The gang sailed in the direction the mice had taken, which just so happened to be straight towards Fanon Chima. Not much is known after their arrival.
Name: Theo Quickeye
Species: Ferret
Gender: Male
Rank: 1st in command
Appearance: One normal eye and one gold-color eye. Is not limited to this, but usually wears a blue bandanna, black leather jacket, and black pants. He has many disguises though, so don't count on this appearance.
Weapons & Gear: Always has at least 1 dirk, 1 dagger, and 1 cutlass. In the field, he has more weapons than that.
Backstory: One of the original ringleaders, he maintained his position, even as some of the others were MIA.
The front door slowly creaks open...and then, when they think it's going to open slowly, it bursts open, to the surprise of the soldiers. A yellow and brown rattlesnake slithers out, his rattle twitching. Saleem al-Yousif: "A new queen, you ssssay? Interessting, but not unexpected...I have ssseen many kings and queensss come to passs." (His voice strangely shifts in tone and pitch as he says this.) He slithers up to the parked vehicle, seemingly ignoring the soldiers around him even as their guns are pointed at him. Saleem al-Yousif (bows to the queen): "Queen SSSa'Rahn Qa'eela...it isss an honor to...once again...meet the brand new monarch of the sssnakes. Ssso how did you overthrow the previousss queen? What will become of your tribe'sss alliance with the...owls and flygonss??"
(OOC: Wait, Sa’Rahn isnt a Serperior, she’s a Seviper, just had to change my mind on which Poké-snek she is. ) -The Queen peers deeply into Saleem’s eyes then to his entire face, her blood-red fangs shining in the desert sunset- Sa’Rahn: “Ssssa’Qhala issssss sssstilll technically in control... sssssad to sssay... her heart was Ssssstolen by that Flygon King, and dare he crown himsssself the entire king of the entirety of dessssert land... honesssstly, by the looks of all these men pointing their weaponsssss at you...” -she pauses, her bladed tail slowly curling and coiling in the sand before she pokes herself with it-
Sa’Rahn: “But, from their undoubted troupe, i would ssssspare thee for your... asssssissstancessss... on the terms of alliancessss... I as her handmaiden, would keep her reign under my... control... “ -she looked serious about it, as her piercing red eyes shimmered in the light-
Sa’Rahn: “Sssssince the Queen will go on with Flygarra’s crussssssadessss, i think it’ssss besssst, if you help the Piranhasssss in their deedssss of war... to help your old... friend...” -she said with a smile and wink- “It will get us Desert tribes a good ally in the sssssouth... sssso go on, help them, do whatever you cannto make them win the war... oh, and if you see a certain... hybrid turtle (that being Tidéus)... bring him to me, so i can ssssssend him off for Flygarra to handle...” -she said, her bladed tail soon slowly looming to Saleem’s neck and the purple part of it glowed in a dangerous bio-luminous poision, her face looking too serious- “...or elsssssse....”
(OOC: hey, The J, im sure you havent replied to this yet. )
OOC: Alright, the character max thing is just plain annoying. I'm going to have to post the rogue brotherhood in 2 parts because of it.
OOC: Yeah, I don't know who's dumb idea it was to put a character limit on this site. Literally a downgrade.
OOC: I sort of understand wanting to have it like the LMBs for the Classic LMBs theme, but i changed my theme back to New Years and every theme has it. So definitely agreed.
The front door slowly creaks open...and then, when they think it's going to open slowly, it bursts open, to the surprise of the soldiers. A yellow and brown rattlesnake slithers out, his rattle twitching. Saleem al-Yousif: "A new queen, you ssssay? Interessting, but not unexpected...I have ssseen many kings and queensss come to passs." (His voice strangely shifts in tone and pitch as he says this.) He slithers up to the parked vehicle, seemingly ignoring the soldiers around him even as their guns are pointed at him. Saleem al-Yousif (bows to the queen): "Queen SSSa'Rahn Qa'eela...it isss an honor to...once again...meet the brand new monarch of the sssnakes. Ssso how did you overthrow the previousss queen? What will become of your tribe'sss alliance with the...owls and flygonss??"
(OOC: Wait, Sa’Rahn isnt a Serperior, she’s a Seviper, just had to change my mind on which Poké-snek she is. ) -The Queen peers deeply into Saleem’s eyes then to his entire face, her blood-red fangs shining in the desert sunset- Sa’Rahn: “Ssssa’Qhala issssss sssstilll technically in control... sssssad to sssay... her heart was Ssssstolen by that Flygon King, and dare he crown himsssself the entire king of the entirety of dessssert land... honesssstly, by the looks of all these men pointing their weaponsssss at you...” -she pauses, her bladed tail slowly curling and coiling in the sand before she pokes herself with it-
Sa’Rahn: “But, from their undoubted troupe, i would ssssspare thee for your... asssssissstancessss... on the terms of alliancessss... I as her handmaiden, would keep her reign under my... control... “ -she looked serious about it, as her piercing red eyes shimmered in the light-
Sa’Rahn: “Sssssince the Queen will go on with Flygarra’s crussssssadessss, i think it’ssss besssst, if you help the Piranhasssss in their deedssss of war... to help your old... friend...” -she said with a smile and wink- “It will get us Desert tribes a good ally in the sssssouth... sssso go on, help them, do whatever you cannto make them win the war... oh, and if you see a certain... hybrid turtle (that being Tidéus)... bring him to me, so i can ssssssend him off for Flygarra to handle...” -she said, her bladed tail soon slowly looming to Saleem’s neck and the purple part of it glowed in a dangerous bio-luminous poision, her face looking too serious- “...or elsssssse....”
OOC: Took me a long time to see this.
IC: Saleem al-Yousif strokes his beard thoughtfully. Saleem: "I will be sure to bring thiss Tideusss to you if I see him." [He lowers his voice to a whisper] "You should passs this information onto the Queen, but to no one elssse: I have finally dissscovered the sssecret to bringing the destroyed back to life. The Sssnake Tribe can have invincible armies of immortal sssoldiers who will continue to fight even after falling in battle. Tell no one but the queen of thisss!"
(OOC: Wait, Sa’Rahn isnt a Serperior, she’s a Seviper, just had to change my mind on which Poké-snek she is. ) -The Queen peers deeply into Saleem’s eyes then to his entire face, her blood-red fangs shining in the desert sunset- Sa’Rahn: “Ssssa’Qhala issssss sssstilll technically in control... sssssad to sssay... her heart was Ssssstolen by that Flygon King, and dare he crown himsssself the entire king of the entirety of dessssert land... honesssstly, by the looks of all these men pointing their weaponsssss at you...” -she pauses, her bladed tail slowly curling and coiling in the sand before she pokes herself with it-
Sa’Rahn: “But, from their undoubted troupe, i would ssssspare thee for your... asssssissstancessss... on the terms of alliancessss... I as her handmaiden, would keep her reign under my... control... “ -she looked serious about it, as her piercing red eyes shimmered in the light-
Sa’Rahn: “Sssssince the Queen will go on with Flygarra’s crussssssadessss, i think it’ssss besssst, if you help the Piranhasssss in their deedssss of war... to help your old... friend...” -she said with a smile and wink- “It will get us Desert tribes a good ally in the sssssouth... sssso go on, help them, do whatever you cannto make them win the war... oh, and if you see a certain... hybrid turtle (that being Tidéus)... bring him to me, so i can ssssssend him off for Flygarra to handle...” -she said, her bladed tail soon slowly looming to Saleem’s neck and the purple part of it glowed in a dangerous bio-luminous poision, her face looking too serious- “...or elsssssse....”
(OOC: hey, The J , im sure you havent replied to this yet. )
OOC: Wow, what a coincidence; I didn't even see this post, and yet I just now stumbled upon your original post and replied to it.