*A daring eagle flys up to the top of the spire, takes the Crawler Imperial flag pole, breaks it over his legs, then jumps down off of the top*
Some bats see this, have a good laugh, and install an exact duplicate flag, with assistance from other eagles.
Jai also watches this happen as he lands back upon the landing pad, a slight smirk spread across his beak. So, there are still some bold enough to denounce the so-called Empire. This is good.
OOC: It shouldn't feel fishy... it should feel gorill-y
(OOC: Seems legit. )
(OOC: Still dont trust but YOLO. Also, you know Razic’s plane is based off the real F-117 Nighthawk which can be invisible to radar, but not sight or other detection equipment, right?)
-As i found my plane, seemingly good as new, i look at it, painted in a new jet black, i looked at it’s tail wings and sigh, seeing scratched over remnants of the Wings Row Monarchy Coat of Arms, as well as remnants of a Talon Industries Logo, and now, a recent faded painted over Forgotten Logo, as well as Orange Lambdas on the tips of the end of the wings-
-i sigh again and work up the courage to get in the cockpit, seeing similar sights, and horrid memorys of months past, all back when the MMCS was kick the spire’s butt, all just becuase Rawlin’s ideals of us ravens being the only avian race in Chima...-
-I start up the engine and look determined, and slowly ascend, and roar out of hidden hangars, flying off in a direction that seemingly goes to the Gorillas HQ-
Some bats see this, have a good laugh, and install an exact duplicate flag, with assistance from other eagles.
Jai also watches this happen as he lands back upon the landing pad, a slight smirk spread across his beak. So, there are still some bold enough to denounce the so-called Empire. This is good.
Gen Kai Shek: There will always be those who oppose.
OOC: Ok, this is a prequels character, and a prominent NPC, but in summary he is an 90 year old, gorilla war general - veteran who lives on the eagle spire and writes books.
(OOC: Still dont trust but YOLO. Also, you know Razic’s plane is based off the real F-117 Nighthawk which can be invisible to radar, but not sight or other detection equipment, right?)
-As i found my plane, seemingly good as new, i look at it, painted in a new jet black, i looked at it’s tail wings and sigh, seeing scratched over remnants of the Wings Row Monarchy Coat of Arms, as well as remnants of a Talon Industries Logo, and now, a recent faded painted over Forgotten Logo, as well as Orange Lambdas on the tips of the end of the wings-
-i sigh again and work up the courage to get in the cockpit, seeing similar sights, and horrid memorys of months past, all back when the MMCS was kick the spire’s butt, all just becuase Rawlin’s ideals of us ravens being the only avian race in Chima...-
-I start up the engine and look determined, and slowly ascend, and roar out of hidden hangars, flying off in a direction that seemingly goes to the Gorillas HQ-
(OOC: Actually, wait no, lemme null this move and redraw it. Just changed my mind on how Razic would get to his jet in a more action fashion. )
-I walked down a long narrow hallway, seeing various forms of this “Overwatch” technology locking doors and such, along with these weird particle fields that citizen eagles passed to and fro in. And i could see Eagles being arrested and other acts by These weird helmeted bats that had a odd military-style uniforms, they were aptly named “CP’s” by the eagles they are harassing just for their benefit or for fun, i could also see the same avian species harassing their inferior counterparts as such, they seem to be escorting these citizens all over this crowded ghetto of a residential block, next to hangers, all the poor distressed citizens clad in dark blue denim clothing-
-i could hear constant beeping in a rhythmic fasion, one beep per second, and i could see a glowing orange light, swaying into and out of my focus, then, i turned and a little ring pinged out and a camera folded out from the celing and took around five pictures of me, it’s light red and glowing with seemingly anger, i shrugged and held my breath, before the camera whirred back into it’s enclosed compartment as is installed in the celing.-
-suddenly, the odd helmeted CP’s walked up to me, and chuckled before moving their hands up to the sides of their helmets-
“We have a suspicious subject whom seems the to be the right type for 602-459, looks perfect for a Malcompliance. Unless he’s here for voluntary conscription, detail T89-229...”
-they then looked at eachother and back at me-
“Wait a second. You there, citizen. You look responsible for that recent 10-31E, submit and have your right to remain silent...”
-one said, as the other approached me with handcuffs, whislt the other pulled out some sort of baton-
“You guys are the same with everyone else whom give us ravens labels! Well, i guess i won’t mind doing... this!” -i said with a malignant grin-
-I’d then round-house kick the officer’s away and grin, before sprinting down the same hallway-
-one of the CP’s I promptly kick and struggle to raise to call his company-
“Im 11-99! Call code 2! We have a malcompliant verdict here! Clear for 10-34?!”
-the officer was responded with a robotic-sounding female voice-
“Overwatch acknowledges Protection Team insertion, response code 3.”
”10-4!” -another CP Responded and sent the distress warning to other local CP’s in the area.-
-The two CP’s then got up and armed themselves with their pistols and took chase on me, i could hear various sirens in the distance, as they echoed in the tall rooms i ran in, guess i could become a very wanted criminal in this bleak world after all like my father before me...-
(OOC: Still dont trust but YOLO. Also, you know Razic’s plane is based off the real F-117 Nighthawk which can be invisible to radar, but not sight or other detection equipment, right?)
-As i found my plane, seemingly good as new, i look at it, painted in a new jet black, i looked at it’s tail wings and sigh, seeing scratched over remnants of the Wings Row Monarchy Coat of Arms, as well as remnants of a Talon Industries Logo, and now, a recent faded painted over Forgotten Logo, as well as Orange Lambdas on the tips of the end of the wings-
-i sigh again and work up the courage to get in the cockpit, seeing similar sights, and horrid memorys of months past, all back when the MMCS was kick the spire’s butt, all just becuase Rawlin’s ideals of us ravens being the only avian race in Chima...-
-I start up the engine and look determined, and slowly ascend, and roar out of hidden hangars, flying off in a direction that seemingly goes to the Gorillas HQ-
(OOC: Actually, wait no, lemme null this move and redraw it. Just changed my mind on how Razic would get to his jet in a more action fashion. )
-I walked down a long narrow hallway, seeing various forms of this “Overwatch” technology locking doors and such, along with these weird particle fields that citizen eagles passed to and fro in. And i could see Eagles being arrested and other acts by These weird helmeted bats that had a odd military-style uniforms, they were aptly named “CP’s” by the eagles they are harassing just for their benefit or for fun, i could also see the same avian species harassing their inferior counterparts as such, they seem to be escorting these citizens all over this crowded ghetto of a residential block, next to hangers, all the poor distressed citizens clad in dark blue denim clothing-
-i could hear constant beeping in a rhythmic fasion, one beep per second, and i could see a glowing orange light, swaying into and out of my focus, then, i turned and a little ring pinged out and a camera folded out from the celing and took around five pictures of me, it’s light red and glowing with seemingly anger, i shrugged and held my breath, before the camera whirred back into it’s enclosed compartment as is installed in the celing.-
-suddenly, the odd helmeted CP’s walked up to me, and chuckled before moving their hands up to the sides of their helmets-
“We have a suspicious subject whom seems the to be the right type for 602-459, looks perfect for a Malcompliance. Unless he’s here for voluntary conscription, detail T89-229...”
-they then looked at eachother and back at me-
“Wait a second. You there, citizen. You look responsible for that recent 10-31E, submit and have your right to remain silent...”
-one said, as the other approached me with handcuffs, whislt the other pulled out some sort of baton-
“You guys are the same with everyone else whom give us ravens labels! Well, i guess i won’t mind doing... this!” -i said with a malignant grin-
-I’d then round-house kick the officer’s away and grin, before sprinting down the same hallway-
-one of the CP’s I promptly kick and struggle to raise to call his company-
“Im 11-99! Call code 2! We have a malcompliant verdict here! Clear for 10-34?!”
-the officer was responded with a robotic-sounding female voice-
“Overwatch acknowledges Protection Team insertion, response code 3.”
”10-4!” -another CP Responded and sent the distress warning to other local CP’s in the area.-
-The two CP’s then got up and armed themselves with their pistols and took chase on me, i could hear various sirens in the distance, as they echoed in the tall rooms i ran in, guess i could become a very wanted criminal in this bleak world after all like my father before me...-
A bat commander flies to the district in which eagles are being arrested. Bat: "CPs! What is the meaning of this? What are you doing with these eagles?" Other bats and scorpions walk around the scene, confused.
Jai also watches this happen as he lands back upon the landing pad, a slight smirk spread across his beak. So, there are still some bold enough to denounce the so-called Empire. This is good.
Gen Kai Shek: There will always be those who oppose.
OOC: Ok, this is a prequels character, and a prominent NPC, but in summary he is an 90 year old, gorilla war general - veteran who lives on the eagle spire and writes books.
Cool, except Jai didn't say any of that out loud. That was all just narrative. When he talks, I'll put quotes ("") around his words, like in a book.
(OOC: Still dont trust but YOLO. Also, you know Razic’s plane is based off the real F-117 Nighthawk which can be invisible to radar, but not sight or other detection equipment, right?)
-As i found my plane, seemingly good as new, i look at it, painted in a new jet black, i looked at it’s tail wings and sigh, seeing scratched over remnants of the Wings Row Monarchy Coat of Arms, as well as remnants of a Talon Industries Logo, and now, a recent faded painted over Forgotten Logo, as well as Orange Lambdas on the tips of the end of the wings-
-i sigh again and work up the courage to get in the cockpit, seeing similar sights, and horrid memorys of months past, all back when the MMCS was kick the spire’s butt, all just becuase Rawlin’s ideals of us ravens being the only avian race in Chima...-
-I start up the engine and look determined, and slowly ascend, and roar out of hidden hangars, flying off in a direction that seemingly goes to the Gorillas HQ-
(OOC: Actually, wait no, lemme null this move and redraw it. Just changed my mind on how Razic would get to his jet in a more action fashion. )
-I walked down a long narrow hallway, seeing various forms of this “Overwatch” technology locking doors and such, along with these weird particle fields that citizen eagles passed to and fro in. And i could see Eagles being arrested and other acts by These weird helmeted bats that had a odd military-style uniforms, they were aptly named “CP’s” by the eagles they are harassing just for their benefit or for fun, i could also see the same avian species harassing their inferior counterparts as such, they seem to be escorting these citizens all over this crowded ghetto of a residential block, next to hangers, all the poor distressed citizens clad in dark blue denim clothing-
-i could hear constant beeping in a rhythmic fasion, one beep per second, and i could see a glowing orange light, swaying into and out of my focus, then, i turned and a little ring pinged out and a camera folded out from the celing and took around five pictures of me, it’s light red and glowing with seemingly anger, i shrugged and held my breath, before the camera whirred back into it’s enclosed compartment as is installed in the celing.-
-suddenly, the odd helmeted CP’s walked up to me, and chuckled before moving their hands up to the sides of their helmets-
“We have a suspicious subject whom seems the to be the right type for 602-459, looks perfect for a Malcompliance. Unless he’s here for voluntary conscription, detail T89-229...”
-they then looked at eachother and back at me-
“Wait a second. You there, citizen. You look responsible for that recent 10-31E, submit and have your right to remain silent...”
-one said, as the other approached me with handcuffs, whislt the other pulled out some sort of baton-
“You guys are the same with everyone else whom give us ravens labels! Well, i guess i won’t mind doing... this!” -i said with a malignant grin-
-I’d then round-house kick the officer’s away and grin, before sprinting down the same hallway-
-one of the CP’s I promptly kick and struggle to raise to call his company-
“Im 11-99! Call code 2! We have a malcompliant verdict here! Clear for 10-34?!”
-the officer was responded with a robotic-sounding female voice-
“Overwatch acknowledges Protection Team insertion, response code 3.”
”10-4!” -another CP Responded and sent the distress warning to other local CP’s in the area.-
-The two CP’s then got up and armed themselves with their pistols and took chase on me, i could hear various sirens in the distance, as they echoed in the tall rooms i ran in, guess i could become a very wanted criminal in this bleak world after all like my father before me...-
Shortly after the CPs start arresting Eagles, they are stopped by the Eagle Guard. "What is the meaning of this?"
(OOC: Actually, wait no, lemme null this move and redraw it. Just changed my mind on how Razic would get to his jet in a more action fashion. )
-I walked down a long narrow hallway, seeing various forms of this “Overwatch” technology locking doors and such, along with these weird particle fields that citizen eagles passed to and fro in. And i could see Eagles being arrested and other acts by These weird helmeted bats that had a odd military-style uniforms, they were aptly named “CP’s” by the eagles they are harassing just for their benefit or for fun, i could also see the same avian species harassing their inferior counterparts as such, they seem to be escorting these citizens all over this crowded ghetto of a residential block, next to hangers, all the poor distressed citizens clad in dark blue denim clothing-
-i could hear constant beeping in a rhythmic fasion, one beep per second, and i could see a glowing orange light, swaying into and out of my focus, then, i turned and a little ring pinged out and a camera folded out from the celing and took around five pictures of me, it’s light red and glowing with seemingly anger, i shrugged and held my breath, before the camera whirred back into it’s enclosed compartment as is installed in the celing.-
-suddenly, the odd helmeted CP’s walked up to me, and chuckled before moving their hands up to the sides of their helmets-
“We have a suspicious subject whom seems the to be the right type for 602-459, looks perfect for a Malcompliance. Unless he’s here for voluntary conscription, detail T89-229...”
-they then looked at eachother and back at me-
“Wait a second. You there, citizen. You look responsible for that recent 10-31E, submit and have your right to remain silent...”
-one said, as the other approached me with handcuffs, whislt the other pulled out some sort of baton-
“You guys are the same with everyone else whom give us ravens labels! Well, i guess i won’t mind doing... this!” -i said with a malignant grin-
-I’d then round-house kick the officer’s away and grin, before sprinting down the same hallway-
-one of the CP’s I promptly kick and struggle to raise to call his company-
“Im 11-99! Call code 2! We have a malcompliant verdict here! Clear for 10-34?!”
-the officer was responded with a robotic-sounding female voice-
“Overwatch acknowledges Protection Team insertion, response code 3.”
”10-4!” -another CP Responded and sent the distress warning to other local CP’s in the area.-
-The two CP’s then got up and armed themselves with their pistols and took chase on me, i could hear various sirens in the distance, as they echoed in the tall rooms i ran in, guess i could become a very wanted criminal in this bleak world after all like my father before me...-
Shortly after the CPs start arresting Eagles, they are stopped by the Eagle Guard. "What is the meaning of this?"
Attracted by the commotion, Jai perches on top of a building and watches with keen eyes.
"Tell me, what exactly did the Spider Queen say when she sent you to serve as my personal security officer?"
As he waits, Badrar takes several pieces of paper from his desk and places them in drawers. Scoliscopod cannot see due to the desk, but the Bat General leaves one of these drawers open.
(OOC: Actually, wait no, lemme null this move and redraw it. Just changed my mind on how Razic would get to his jet in a more action fashion. )
-I walked down a long narrow hallway, seeing various forms of this “Overwatch” technology locking doors and such, along with these weird particle fields that citizen eagles passed to and fro in. And i could see Eagles being arrested and other acts by These weird helmeted bats that had a odd military-style uniforms, they were aptly named “CP’s” by the eagles they are harassing just for their benefit or for fun, i could also see the same avian species harassing their inferior counterparts as such, they seem to be escorting these citizens all over this crowded ghetto of a residential block, next to hangers, all the poor distressed citizens clad in dark blue denim clothing-
-i could hear constant beeping in a rhythmic fasion, one beep per second, and i could see a glowing orange light, swaying into and out of my focus, then, i turned and a little ring pinged out and a camera folded out from the celing and took around five pictures of me, it’s light red and glowing with seemingly anger, i shrugged and held my breath, before the camera whirred back into it’s enclosed compartment as is installed in the celing.-
-suddenly, the odd helmeted CP’s walked up to me, and chuckled before moving their hands up to the sides of their helmets-
“We have a suspicious subject whom seems the to be the right type for 602-459, looks perfect for a Malcompliance. Unless he’s here for voluntary conscription, detail T89-229...”
-they then looked at eachother and back at me-
“Wait a second. You there, citizen. You look responsible for that recent 10-31E, submit and have your right to remain silent...”
-one said, as the other approached me with handcuffs, whislt the other pulled out some sort of baton-
“You guys are the same with everyone else whom give us ravens labels! Well, i guess i won’t mind doing... this!” -i said with a malignant grin-
-I’d then round-house kick the officer’s away and grin, before sprinting down the same hallway-
-one of the CP’s I promptly kick and struggle to raise to call his company-
“Im 11-99! Call code 2! We have a malcompliant verdict here! Clear for 10-34?!”
-the officer was responded with a robotic-sounding female voice-
“Overwatch acknowledges Protection Team insertion, response code 3.”
”10-4!” -another CP Responded and sent the distress warning to other local CP’s in the area.-
-The two CP’s then got up and armed themselves with their pistols and took chase on me, i could hear various sirens in the distance, as they echoed in the tall rooms i ran in, guess i could become a very wanted criminal in this bleak world after all like my father before me...-
Shortly after the CPs start arresting Eagles, they are stopped by the Eagle Guard. "What is the meaning of this?"
-The CP’s look confused behind their helmets- “We are detaining unruly verdicts... you got a problem with that?”
(OOC: Actually, wait no, lemme null this move and redraw it. Just changed my mind on how Razic would get to his jet in a more action fashion. )
-I walked down a long narrow hallway, seeing various forms of this “Overwatch” technology locking doors and such, along with these weird particle fields that citizen eagles passed to and fro in. And i could see Eagles being arrested and other acts by These weird helmeted bats that had a odd military-style uniforms, they were aptly named “CP’s” by the eagles they are harassing just for their benefit or for fun, i could also see the same avian species harassing their inferior counterparts as such, they seem to be escorting these citizens all over this crowded ghetto of a residential block, next to hangers, all the poor distressed citizens clad in dark blue denim clothing-
-i could hear constant beeping in a rhythmic fasion, one beep per second, and i could see a glowing orange light, swaying into and out of my focus, then, i turned and a little ring pinged out and a camera folded out from the celing and took around five pictures of me, it’s light red and glowing with seemingly anger, i shrugged and held my breath, before the camera whirred back into it’s enclosed compartment as is installed in the celing.-
-suddenly, the odd helmeted CP’s walked up to me, and chuckled before moving their hands up to the sides of their helmets-
“We have a suspicious subject whom seems the to be the right type for 602-459, looks perfect for a Malcompliance. Unless he’s here for voluntary conscription, detail T89-229...”
-they then looked at eachother and back at me-
“Wait a second. You there, citizen. You look responsible for that recent 10-31E, submit and have your right to remain silent...”
-one said, as the other approached me with handcuffs, whislt the other pulled out some sort of baton-
“You guys are the same with everyone else whom give us ravens labels! Well, i guess i won’t mind doing... this!” -i said with a malignant grin-
-I’d then round-house kick the officer’s away and grin, before sprinting down the same hallway-
-one of the CP’s I promptly kick and struggle to raise to call his company-
“Im 11-99! Call code 2! We have a malcompliant verdict here! Clear for 10-34?!”
-the officer was responded with a robotic-sounding female voice-
“Overwatch acknowledges Protection Team insertion, response code 3.”
”10-4!” -another CP Responded and sent the distress warning to other local CP’s in the area.-
-The two CP’s then got up and armed themselves with their pistols and took chase on me, i could hear various sirens in the distance, as they echoed in the tall rooms i ran in, guess i could become a very wanted criminal in this bleak world after all like my father before me...-
Shortly after the CPs start arresting Eagles, they are stopped by the Eagle Guard. "What is the meaning of this?"
Bat commander: "Yeah, I'm wondering that too. Who is giving you CPs your orders?"
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Also, you know Razic’s plane is based off the real F-117 Nighthawk which can be invisible to radar, but not sight or other detection equipment, right?)
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Also, you know Razic’s plane is based off the real F-117 Nighthawk which can be invisible to radar, but not sight or other detection equipment, right?)
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