He just mumbled under his breath “yeah, I hope you like Spunitz” as he threw the werewolf into a truck “Alright! nehmen Sie ihn zu einem der Verarbeitungsanlagen!” He yelled that as the truck speed off into the distance, to take to Warfon Processing Facility
“Nein! Nein! No proccessing plants! Agh!” He sat down.
Be patient… wait until one of them slips up…
The truck was open in the back. Military style.
What is that? He said and all the soldiers pointed their guns that way. Within seconds all of the crew except for one were off of the truck and the last soldier was pinned. He knocked him out and threw him out of the truck as well.
“I have to wonder sometimes…” He said to himself and he grabbed a gun. He jumped out and ontop of the truck. He smashed through the windshield and shot the gaurd in the front seat. He the driver out and got control of the truck. He pulled a device out of his pocket. It has a vial in it and a bomb. He smiled.
They will pay for destroying my nation… he thought.
“Easy enough.” He said and drove in the direction of the capital with a white flag flying on the truck.
The radio on the truck started to go off “Where the bloody hell are you?” he got no answer “Hello!?” “damnit!” the man put the radio down “I want a road block in the direction of that truck! YOU understand me!?”
luckily the officer forgot to turn off the radio.
" A blockade?" He said. He stopped the car and got out. He then got on all fours and began to run into the woods towards the capital.
Three Blackshirts were patroling part of the Tribivia Forest, near Frotien. “So did ya hear?” “Hear what comrade?” "The senior officer of Spunitz wanted a blockade near here “Is he bloody mad? Theres nothing important here” He just shrugged, the third one was listening, but blurted out something “They found Werewolves along the coast. A truck carrying them to Warfon lost contact. Thats the story” “So what your saying is that a truck, possibly full of Werewolves is coming our way?” he nodded in agreement. "This is bloody fantastic’
He slowed and stopped. He smelt human.
“Interesting…”
He climbed up the tree and began leaping from branch to branch.
“Catch me if you can!”
“What the?” “Oh crap!” Fire you idoits!" the soldiers started to fire at the treetops hoping to hit something “hit anything!?” “No!” he saw what seemed to be a black figure move about “There! Fire!”
Bullets flew past him. He just smiled.
“MY revenge will happen today!” He said and dropped several flashbombs. The gaurds were blinded and when they regained vision, he was already gone.
“Oh god! Ah!” he feel nto a small pit and was a bit dizzy. “Oh my. What in the imperial name just happened?” I don’t know maybe had something to do with that WEREWOLF!?" “Oh right” Well lets get going!" they stumbled a bit when they began to run, but got better the further they went
The woods cleared up to reveal a massive city. The likes of which, the werewolf had never seen.
“Finally. I can disperse the weapon!” He said and bounded towards the city. Gaurds began firing at him as he went. He was hit in the leg, then in the arm, and finally in the shoulder. He hit the ground hard.
“And so it ends for me… but a new empire will rise from my actions today…” He coughed and then click the button detonating the container. a dust like material was dispersed over the entire city… The werewolves designed it to disrupt Dorlania with its massive military. People, inevitably, breathed it in. The effects of it remain to be seen.
It seems the last werewolf’s actions were in vain and the dust did nothing… or did it?
Due to many medical breakthroughs, and the pure amount of filth in the Dorlania air, it did nothing. “What in gods name was THAT?!” the emperor said with a angry tone. “How did this happen? How did this HAPPEN!?” “care to explain commandent?”. “well, um, um…” “Just what I thought!”
*In a research base on Valdar."
“Sir we just got a transmission.” An operator said to the supervisor.
“Well put it on.” Responded the Supervisor.
“Yes sir!”
Transmission
“So… Wonder what happned.” Said a janitor
“Havent a clue.” Said a sonar operator.
“Ya… kinda strange that we send an envoy and then say no outside contact.”
“Dont understand that either…”
“Maybe it was a secret mission? I mean they say we found that glowing container among the wreckage that was supposed to be dispersed in the capital.”
“Shh! Man you know stuff like that can get you in trouble!”
“Sorry.”
“Just be careful. Lots of secret things going on dont want them to think you know something…”
“Ya…”
“You know what they’ll do!”
“Ya. So how are we clearing the debris in a sub?”
“Some sort of advanced technology called a N.E.L.T (Never underestimate low tech). It is lots of criss crossing super, poly carbonate, flexible, rope interwoven to form a checkered pattern sheet with holes.”
“Brilliant!”
“I know!”
“Hey what is that on the sonar?”
“The what?”
“You know YOUR JOB! The screen is beeping.”
“No its… Oh… it is. Uhh oh nothing to worry about just one of our submarines.”
“Ah cool.”
“Hold on… It is launching torpedoes at us!”
“What!”
“It is Lycan Division! What the?”
Ship explodes.
“… The Lycan Division was supposed to be gone… Contact the Warchief!” Said the Supervisor.
“So? do we know anyone who would want to do this?” “Well emperor, maybe Lyontisia?” “No not them, we’ve be come allies since then. We even sent the weapons, troops and fuel! Why would they want to atyack us?” “Well there’s always the Republicans, they could have hired him as a mercenary?” “No, he was carrying that virus, the Republicans wouldn’t dare hurt the people like that, unless there back.” the emperor said that with a scowl on his face
“Warchief! A Lycan Division Submarine Destroyer was spotted near Dorlania! What are your orders!” Said the courier, out of breath.
“The fools will give us away! Tell them they are not to make any moves until we are ready for them…” Said the greying leader.
“But sir… weren’t they disbanded?”
“This conversation never happened and the Lycans were disbanded. Do you understand?”
“Uh… Yes sir!”
“Then leave.” He said and the courier fled. “Kahzan! Dispatch the Sentinels to take out the communications base and blame it on a mob group… Then destroy a mob group. I don’t want word of this getting out. And notify the Construction workers. I want the preparations complete within the month!”
“Yes Warchief!” Said Kahzan and he scurried out as well. Grymestone just sighed.
(Anyone can hop in at anytime! Tends to make things more interesting anyway! Just a reminder.)
~ Lyontisian citizens help builds a giant dome, over, and under, their entire nation. The dome is many layers thick, and built from the same self-replicating bricks that helped stave off the full force of The Werewolf Consortium’s last attacks. ~
Lyontisian Scientist: Whilst the dome, in theory, should repel any but the most aggressive attacks… there is ONE problem… Well - we can’t get out, either. Not without destroying the dome.
Unknown: Excellent. We shall bide our time, and begin rebuilding. I’ve shifted further military funding into the development of your scientific division. Anamelech has requested that we help upgrade their weaponry, as their intelligence has led them to believe that The Werewolf Consortium may’ve managed to adapt SOME of the tech we previously gave them.
Lyontisian Scientist: Very well. We’ll get right to it. It’s a shame we’ve still been unable to replicate (forgive the pun, sir,) our replication technology… that could’ve come in handy, especially if our recent battles are any indication of what all-out-war may hold for us.
(OOC: Trying to drag Anamelech back into this. =P Also - whilst it should go without saying… all conversations, between “Unknown” and others, unless stated otherwise, are secret, and SHOULD have no effect on current events. =P)
An update to the reclaimation of the Werewolf Consortium.
Several soldiers ran by the charred road. Several new buildings had been erected as well as a biodome. The first of many. Recently, an ancient city, the first the Werewolf Consortium had ever built, was being unearthed. Rumor had it, that the founders possed something. An artifact of immense power. A large wall had been built around the base camp of the Werewolf Consortium to protect against any hostilities from the neighboring nations.
“Soon we will have repaired this land. We can finally live in peace.” Said the head scientist.
“Yes and we will have an unlimited power source… or a WMD… either one.” Said the head archeoligist. Troops and supplies were still being funneled to the base camp from the island of Valdar… Location still unkown.
And that was the update.
(Currently the intentions of this base is unkown and is thought to be simply the terraforming and reclaiming of the Werewolves’s old homeland. No communications have been made from the island so maybe they are simply survivors finally gathering and rebuilding.)
Nearly two weeks passed since the “incident” and was labled as a lone attack, life went on, factories kept making, soldiers kept training. “alright here we go” he spinned around in his chair like a five year old, somewhat simple pleasure “Weeee!!” “Alright, I’m dizzy now” he kept on looking at some papers “god today is slow”
A Werewolf wearing glasses and a lab coat walked up to Warchief Grymestone.
“What the heck was that! You fired on our own men!” Roared Grymestone at the Werewolf.
“You gave them orders to destroy the evidence… That was something I couldn’t let you do sire. That is critical research that we need to continue our development of the Plauge. Once it is rediscovered, we will rule again.” He responded cooly.
“I don’t think so, First you kidnap my ambassador, turning him into a secret angent to bomb Dorlania’s capital and then you fire on our military! We are looking to improve relations, not destroy them.”
“You don’t understand… Peace is no longer an option sir. We are no longer a dominant nation. We are not a dominant people. We are an Endangered Species Warchief! The sooner you realize that, the better. I care about the survival of our species! Remember that…” Said the apparent Scientist and left the room. Grymestone watched him leave, with an angry look in his eyes.
What if he is right… Thought the Warchief grimly.
(OOC: Until further notice, consider Lyontisia non-existent, within this RP. If the Nazi-regime continues to deny my citizenship, then I shan’t partake in their forum. It’s a shame, because this was a lot of fun, despite the annoying nature of the forum, compared to the RMB. >_< Oh well. Not my place to convince them to change their erroneous ways. Only time, and learning, will get that to happen… so it probably won’t. XD)
(OOC: Have fun, guys. =P)
To explain this random loss… A GIANT TSUNAMI WIPED OUT THE COUNTRY! Did the dome protect them? Will they ever return? Who knows.
(So we reached 400 views! Nice! lol just noticing that. Anyway to get this moving again…)
In a top secret military base built into the ancient lava caverns of the island…
“ArchWolf! We have lost contact with the archeological dig site on the mainland. The entire base in the ruins has gone silent. The base around it, is reporting strange sightings and have dispatched several teams to find out what happened. None have returned.” Said a small Werewolf.
The ArchWolf turned to look at the smaller Werewolf. The ArchWolf was the Werewolf from the Warchief’s Hall earlier. “Interesting. Dispatch some of our Special Forces in to find out what happened. Perhaps the artifacts had some mechanisms protecting them.” He responded.
“Yes ArchWolf!” Said the Scientist and he scurried off.
(Ah yes and may I add Anyone Anywhere can join this RP! We would actually like it if more people joined it lol. Spices it up. It was open then it is open now! So dont be afraid to jump in whenever! Just thought I should add that one last time with the loss of one of our nations.)