-The CP’s look confused behind their helmets- “We are detaining unruly verdicts... you got a problem with that?”
"Yes. These are Eagle Citizens. If you have an issue with them, take it up with the authorities. Us."
“Overwatch sees what your doing, and you cant defy it. We take orders from them, not you. That said, you want a malcompliance, verdict?” -he said, turning on his stunstick in an threatening manner-
(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...-
-I’d escape further apprehension, like my father taught me best. I ended up getting to where i was going, but found out my F-117 wasnt there! I cant belive it! I was lied to by an eagle! I guess our tensions between our avian kins were just too much thanks to Rawlin...-
-I’d then get to hear gunfire in my general direction, seems like the Civil Protection was wanting me, so i quickly fled, but fought back as well.-
-All my skills as a fighter were honed thanks to my father, and i did the best i could, before i eventually found one of these openeing that led to the outsides of the spires, i could also notice suspicion among other citizens as they saw me from afar, i’d then my head and quickly flew up too roofs, where i could hear the distant and distinct “paffs” the CP’s pistols made. And i seemingly flew faster as my wings could take me-
-just then, i flew into an abandoned building, after breaking down it’s boarded up window, and i took a break from all that action that surged around me...-
-coming to a room empty and dusty and old, i guess i could stay here until Overwatch drops my violations i comitted....-
-but just then, i could hear a sound inside the room, and i stood up, on guard, waiting vigilant- (OOC: I guess your character should come in now, EmyCaprean. )
(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...-
-I’d escape further apprehension, like my father taught me best. I ended up getting to where i was going, but found out my F-117 wasnt there! I cant belive it! I was lied to by an eagle! I guess our tensions between our avian kins were just too much thanks to Rawlin...-
-I’d then get to hear gunfire in my general direction, seems like the Civil Protection was wanting me, so i quickly fled, but fought back as well.-
-All my skills as a fighter were honed thanks to my father, and i did the best i could, before i eventually found one of these openeing that led to the outsides of the spires, i could also notice suspicion among other citizens as they saw me from afar, i’d then my head and quickly flew up too roofs, where i could hear the distant and distinct “paffs” the CP’s pistols made. And i seemingly flew faster as my wings could take me-
-just then, i flew into an abandoned building, after breaking down it’s boarded up window, and i took a break from all that action that surged around me...-
-coming to a room empty and dusty and old, i guess i could stay here until Overwatch drops my violations i comitted....-
-but just then, i could hear a sound inside the room, and i stood up, on guard, waiting vigilant- (OOC: I guess your character should come in now, EmyCaprean . )
OOC: I don't know. My character is a wolf and she doesn't leave the Wolf HQ often. Where exactly are you? I've never been a fan of just jumping into a situation.
"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.
"I am a gift, and a person security guard, the best of the best around."
-I’d escape further apprehension, like my father taught me best. I ended up getting to where i was going, but found out my F-117 wasnt there! I cant belive it! I was lied to by an eagle! I guess our tensions between our avian kins were just too much thanks to Rawlin...-
-I’d then get to hear gunfire in my general direction, seems like the Civil Protection was wanting me, so i quickly fled, but fought back as well.-
-All my skills as a fighter were honed thanks to my father, and i did the best i could, before i eventually found one of these openeing that led to the outsides of the spires, i could also notice suspicion among other citizens as they saw me from afar, i’d then my head and quickly flew up too roofs, where i could hear the distant and distinct “paffs” the CP’s pistols made. And i seemingly flew faster as my wings could take me-
-just then, i flew into an abandoned building, after breaking down it’s boarded up window, and i took a break from all that action that surged around me...-
-coming to a room empty and dusty and old, i guess i could stay here until Overwatch drops my violations i comitted....-
-but just then, i could hear a sound inside the room, and i stood up, on guard, waiting vigilant- (OOC: I guess your character should come in now, EmyCaprean . )
OOC: I don't know. My character is a wolf and she doesn't leave the Wolf HQ often. Where exactly are you? I've never been a fan of just jumping into a situation.
"Yes. These are Eagle Citizens. If you have an issue with them, take it up with the authorities. Us."
“Overwatch sees what your doing, and you cant defy it. We take orders from them, not you. That said, you want a malcompliance, verdict?” -he said, turning on his stunstick in an threatening manner-
The CP finds himself being held at spearpoint. "Why is Brakket ordering the imprisonment of Eagle Citizens?"
“Overwatch sees what your doing, and you cant defy it. We take orders from them, not you. That said, you want a malcompliance, verdict?” -he said, turning on his stunstick in an threatening manner-
The CP finds himself being held at spearpoint. "Why is Brakket ordering the imprisonment of Eagle Citizens?"
-The CP points at his scorpion tail- “Im not under command of Brakket but Dr. Breen-
-CP’s start slowly walking in with their pistols drawn-
“Overwatch sees what your doing, and you cant defy it. We take orders from them, not you. That said, you want a malcompliance, verdict?” -he said, turning on his stunstick in an threatening manner-
The CP finds himself being held at spearpoint. "Why is Brakket ordering the imprisonment of Eagle Citizens?"
Jai narrows his eyes. Brakket... a name is all he needed. Sounds like someone the world would be better off without, anyway. He continues to watch, but it takes everything within him to just leave this to the authorities and not make a scene.
The CP finds himself being held at spearpoint. "Why is Brakket ordering the imprisonment of Eagle Citizens?"
Jai narrows his eyes. Brakket... a name is all he needed. Sounds like someone the world would be better off without, anyway. He continues to watch, but it takes everything within him to just leave this to the authorities and not make a scene.
*Gen smiles... realising that there are sympathisers*
OOC: I don't know. My character is a wolf and she doesn't leave the Wolf HQ often. Where exactly are you? I've never been a fan of just jumping into a situation.
(OOC: no like a new character. )
OOC: Oh boy...I guess now is as good a time as ever to bring in my Golden Eagle character. I'll work on a profile later. IC: *the owner of the footsteps steps into Razic's line of sight* *she appears to be an eagle but her feathers are dark brown and she is dressed in organic clothing* *she seems out of place and confused*
"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.
"I am a gift, and a person security guard, the best of the best around."
"Allow me to enlighten you. The Crawler Empire is not allied with the Spider Tribe, and the chances are that you were sent to assassinate or batnap me by persons unknown."
Badrar produces a Pulsor from the open drawer, and aims it at Scolispod.
"In the name of the Crawler Empire, I command you to lay down your arms and allow yourself to be taken in for questioning!"
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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