NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC-This is a serious RP, do not enter if you are a godmoder, flamebaiter or idiot.

IC-

The setting, The Deep south of Pablicosta.

Lanzuri-(village in the deep south)

Thirty two men dressed in cloth are walking through theri village. Poorly built huts line the streets, and women cry at the doors, whilst young boys chant war cries to their passing fathers. Some of the young girls run out to the men carrying flowers, which they give to each man. The men usher the girls back inside and hold the flowers tight. The green colour oozes into their palms and onto their spears, dying the rembra wood handle. The men reach the edge of the village, and turn to face their people, they shout to them,
"Kua Emzay Remay, Kua Emzay Remay"

"We Will Return, We Will Return"

They chant untill they are no logner in sight, alking accross the harsh desert landscape, with only a satchel a knife and a spear to keep them alive.
One man stood at the front of the pack and lead them forwards, callling words of encouragement untill they found themselves atop a small hill. The gradient was enough to sheild them from view on the other side, but shallow enough to get down. The men, of the Kitri tribe, sharpened and polished their weapons, and prepared themselves. Ahead of them, about half a mile away lay the village of Kikatrasu, home to the Yarsay tribe.

Yarsay and Kitri tribes had had a very violent history, attacking each toher and burning land, but this time would be diferent. This time, the Kitri were better.

After an uncounted wait, three men walked over the top of the hill. These men were young, and the fastest, they left their spears with the others, carrying a twig which silouted against the sunrise as a knife.
They began jogging towards Kikatrasu chanting
"Kan, Kan, Kan"
"War, War, War"
. An echoing reply meaning
"Attackers, die for your tribe"
came from the Yarsay tribesmen.
Every Yarsay man and boy began charging towards the hill, towards the three men. They held spears high and ready.
50m,30m,20m 15 metres from the young men, and then the Kitri turned. They ran over the hill,and were chased. The Yarsay men hurtled over the hill, and straight into the trap.
27 Kitri men drove spears into the bodies and heads of the Yarsay men, before cutting their throats with the knifes. Blood drained into the sand and turned it a deep red.
The Kitri however didnt stick arround long enough to know this, they had charged the town, killing any man or boy left, and beating the women.

Now, news travels fast in the South, and soon every tribe new about this conquest of the Kitri, taking villages and women, killing the men. The news sparked many reactions, some taking the side of the Kitri, some defending their land vicously. The men who agreed with the Kitri joined them, forging a violent army 10,000 strong, those who disagreed, formed the Kitri Rebelion Alliance.

A meer 700 men with minimal training face the Kitri, fighting for life and land-and loosing a sorry battle. We estimate that we only have 250 surviving men fit to fight the Kitri after we were driven out of our land. Now we live in caves on mount Karatchua, hiding from the Kitri.
So now we plea for your help, our call spreads accross the world, calling for support to fight the Kitri. Please, help us....

PS-You may also join the Kitri if you wish.

In The cave-

The leaders of the five tribes defending their land sit arround a small fire near an opening in the cave walls.

Feranu-"We are here to talk, we need help!"

Karzay-"Yes, OF COURSE WE NEED HELP! we are outnumbered 100 to 1 out there!"

Feranu-"Karzay calm yourself now! Yes, we face danger but we have superior tactics and weapons to the entire Kitri tribe".

Giti-"He speaks the truth! The Dvadu have pften beaten back enemies when we are outnumbered. Tactics is where the answer lies!

Karzay-"Maybe, but tactics dont allways work, ESPECIALLY WITH THIS MANY OPPOSING US!"

Ditau-"Karzay! Be quiet and still! I agree tactics will help, but we need more men to fight them."

Feranu-"True, we have men traveling from the East and South to join us now though, and more on their way after that. I feel we have great support out their"

Tarnay-"Great support is nothing if they do not come here and help us rebel!"

Feranu-"That also is true, but we do need to wait. The Kitri have all the men they will ever have, we will steadily gain more. We can defeat them if we are clever and patient"

Giti-"Patience is one thing my men have, hunting Girofrogs is risky and slow by the Giti River"

Karzay-"So, What do we do?"

Tarnay-"For now, I recomend most of us wait for the new arrivals and continue calling for new men. We have one thing they do not, horses. If we use the horsemen with a few guns we can steadily pick our way into their army. Slow progress, but good preogress"

Feranu-"Yes, a good plan-Giti, inform your gunsmen to mount and meet me at the river"

Giti-"Yes Feranu"

Feranu and Giti stand and leave the cave, heading for their men. Feranu gathers three of his best men, whilst Giti collects 20 of his gunmen.
The group arrive at the fast flowing river, Feranus men wielding spears and riding horses, whilst the Giti Horsemen carry rifles.

Feranu-"We are to be the first attack on the Kitri, we know their position, an they are not expecting us, lets go!"

Without a word the men and steads begin galloping through the landscape.

After some time, Feranu's men, who lead the pack, stop and wait for the group to stop with them. Feranu signs for them to be quiet and points to a huge mass of men ahed of them. All are wearing headress of the Kitri. Giti's men load their rifles and hold them beside their stead. Two Giti clamber into some tall trees and aim for the men. The men on the ground take their aim for the fastest and most dangerous units, the Tree men. (A tribe who have never fully evolved from our monkey past) Feranu drops his arm and every man fires a round, taking an unvisible number of Kitri men out. The mounted men continue riding towards the men, and begin shooting. They citcle the shocked Kitri and fire whenever they can. Three of the prized elephants of the Kitri fell, crushing many a man. HUndreds more were just shot. Then when major threat was gone Feranu ands his men approached, hearding up the remaining army, spears ready to kill any offenders.

Feranu-"You are our men now, you have seent he power of the rebelion. You will come with us and fight against the Kitri, if you do not, you will feel the pain of 100 spears driving through your chest and piercing your heart!"

The men, meerly wimper and begin to move as they are kicked and poked at by the Giti and Feranu men.

As the apprached the caves where they were living, cheers went up and men spat at the captives.


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<<Can i be outside support that you stumble upon? if not just tell me and i'll re-do this thread>>

The Black Watch Brigade had been exploring this land for only two days, but it seemed stange they had seen no one alive.
They where British, and proud of it, giving the task of exploring for the empire, they loved thier job.

"Here sarge, look up there"

"Oh my! A tribal collection, we must go and have a look! See if we can help them with this trouble what what"

And the brigade started up the mountain nearing the cave entrance.

OOC-Just wrote it out and it got deleted by the stupid 404 error page! Heres a round up of what i said amnyway.


Yes thats fine

7 guards sit outside the cave with two horses. One spots your brogade and alerts the others. Two mount horses and canter to you, stopping you where you are and says.

"who are you ect"

the rest point spears to the throats of the brigade.

sorry bout the breifness.

Belmore is watching this situation.

Clark Observation Base

Private Higgins-"Sir, take a look at this. Theres some unclassified action in the south. Mount Karatchua, looks like a tribe of thousands has moved. This is big..."

SS Francis-"Nonsense boy! Tribes dont move down there, look-good Jesus!-Call PNV Nightingale, inform her that there is serious action in the South. Bring us to surface!"

Priate Greem-"Yes Sir!"

Red lights flash arround the round building as it begins to rise. When it finally stops moving, slits open and reveal windows through which they can see Mt karatchua.


Standing at the door, Francis shouts to his men

"12 men outside guard, fully armed. 5 men inside, put the base to full defence allert. Get sat pictures of the action. Bring up the vehicles, I want an info team aseembling."

A cry of "Yes Sir" resounds through the metal base as buttons flash and radars blip.

Private Hanson-"Sir, the vehicles are ready in the bay. S"all we get them?"

Francis-"Yes Hanson, but give a warning first."

Hanson-"Of course sir!"

Hanson-"Crew, bay warning, prepare yourselves"

The base begins to move again, rising a further 20 feet, allowing another floor to be at surface leel. Allmost immediatly the door drops open and armoured jeeps and tanks roll out into the sandy desert. At that moment, two jets shot accross the sky, headed for the mountain.

Francis-"We should ahve pictures in 3,2,1-view"

A series of pictures from the jets streamed up onto a large screenm showing thousands of men armed with spears. The next few pictures were just desert, but then they showed numbers in exess of 30 thousand moving east.

Francis-"jesus, this is full scale tribal war. Get us p their men, in the trucks, get the rest of them out-everything. Alert the other bases, this tribe on Karatchua look like their gonna get mascared!"

Without a word more trucks, jeeps, tanks and mobile launch facilities (choppers, jets and patriot systems) where rolling out of the base and moving towards Mt karatchua.

"Oh my, you have spears? Very well, we are here to see if we can help"

He raised his rifle to the spear holders head.

"That is all"

One of the men spoke whilst the others backed away under his instruction

"Very well, but if you are liars then.."

At this moment three jeeps rose above the summit of Karatchua, showing themselves as an impressive siloute agains the sun. The jeeps carefully negioted the steep drops and arrived by the group of men. One soldier stood and saluted,

"Colonel Frank Phillips, reporting for the Pablicostan Military to aide you Sir!"

The guard who was speaking to the brigade turned sharply and looked deeply at the colonel.

"Here to help?"

A comforting

"Yes, here to help"

gave hope to the KRA.

"Very well" said the guard, "I will call Feranu and Giti, then we will set off to attack the Kitri once more"

"Ah its the Kitri is it, well then-lets go. We counted 30 thousand of them from above, that reasonable?" Shouted the colonel in his suave american accent.
He combed his hair over with his hand and re-entered his jeep, ushering several more over the ridge and a three tanks arround the side.

The only response from the Kitri Guard which remained after the others went to call their leaders was

"Your in for a shock, 30 thousand, 100 thousand more like"

Then he grunted, picked up his spear and stared harshly at the brigade, before moving to the cave entrance.

A few minutes passed and Feranu emerged from his cave, with Giti by his side.

"Good day gentlemen, we are the battle leaders of our alliance. We thank you for his support and ask you to follow us"

From the truck the colonel nodded and spoke clearly

"We'l follow you"

with that, the group which included 3 small tanks, 6 jeeps with machine guns, 30 troops, a brigade and 14 horsemen with spears set off down the mountain and crossed the river. Headed for different spot, to the East this time where they knew many Kitri were surviving and moving North to take more villages.

When they reached a small mound, 400 ft from the Kitri men who were eating, they drew weapons.


Feranu-

"You must stay here, if we need you then you will help, come quickly though when i raise my arm!"

Again the colonel nodded, and sat back in his jeep as the horses closed in on the Kitri, slowly, then faster and into a fukll gallop the split the sitting groups in two. Spears drove through many of the men leaving them bloody on the floor, many more were trampled by the horses. There were arround 500 men there and arround 300 were killed off immdediatly. The rest were taken to a place just outside the village they were at and tied to each other, standing opposite directions. The KRA took pleaseure in killing them in many different way, some were charged on horseback, some were placed on horses untill they fell and died, others were meerly stabbed. But one, Dvaraku, the leader of this group of en, and the original Kitri mascarist was delt with differntly. Since he had started this war, he would be killed infront of the families of the dead. They slung him over a horse whilst they killed other men.
The soldiers watched theior actions, some drew sniper rifles and aimed over the hill top. They waited and waited untill not many were left, but through the lense of his gun one man spotted two captives who had undone their rope, they were keeping it up delibratly. As they walked away slowly, still looking bound, the sniper pulled the trigger and sent a bullet through the pair, slicing through ther arms.