NationStates Jolt Archive

As Shukin nearly finished his speech, a gun shot rang out and echoed in the ampetheater.

Spitz Guards in carbon armor surrounded him in one swift motion. Four of them picked him up as the other ten created a moving shield, protecting him from every angle.

While protestors from other nations cheered and applauded the action, beginning to go over the barriers, Enforcers beat them back, with their muscled bulk and with huge paws.

Only by design could this fate have reached Shukin, Benevolent Alpha of Clan Fur, and controversial political figure in every region all around the world.
*****
The live news was being shown all over the nation watched in every dwelling, and in many foreign nations.

Shev, Shukin’s mate, watched in horror as the scene was played over and over, seeing him fall backwards with his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Horrified she tried to scream and only succeeded in fainted. Attentative as always her den maidens, made sure she didn’t damage the litter she was due to give birth to in the following days.

The nation was in a state of panic, both leaders had become incapacitated, the unproven military at full alert, fanatical militias arming themselves all over the nation, standing outside of any embassy, starting riots they were claiming to control, foreigners prisoners of a nation, were they had lit their own fuse to a powder keg that came too soon to a nation with true promise for progress.

***** OOC: the groups involved are in this conflict are:

Two foreign nation military forces: In the calamity no more then a division is allowed (TFU & LS)

The Gulodom: A fanatical nation inhabited by Sabreines, evolved from wolverines, hence the name Gulo, average 6' tall, hearty and very aggressive.
**The Snow Ash Loyalist: 350 Spitz Guard (Restricted to the defense of Shukin and Shev) 600 Broken Tooths (spec Ops.) 15,000 troops, 80 tanks, 13,000 Police (CF)

**The Sonor Revolutionarists: 2,000 armed citizens 12 tanks 100 rebel troops (S) *****

No one is required to use their group according to what would normally be expected, please be random, as life is, make it as crazy as possible (keeping within the limits of being mortal and accepted physics: laws of gravity, ten 50 cal. Rounds do kill, etc.) so it will be fun.

*Even in her human form, Silth bared her teeth and snarled.
The low gutteral sound catching the attention of her friend and leader of her Region, The Valkyrja, Brusca.
She turned away from the news bulletin and looked at her companion, her golden eyes flashing in anger.*

"This is the creature I have told you of Brusca, we have talked much of things and though we are quite different in breed, we have much in common.
This happens when his mate is in cub, I will not leave an attack on a friend undefended.
I cannot leave this unnatended to, I will take the Young Bloods and help protect my friends."

*Brusca nods her agreement and with the promise of further aid if needed, she leaves Silth to prepare for her journey.*

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OOC.

WHAT?
You're not having a scrap without me matey.
If I may I would like to join.

Lycanthrope sisterhood are werewolves run as a Matriarcal society.
Their Alpha is Silth, she is currently without a mate and is looking for fresh blood for the pack.

They have been around for centuries and have evolved into a species of their own.

In human form they are between six and seven foot tall and of muscular build.
They have pail skin, almost grey in colour, golden yellow eyes and silver grey hair.
(Elves with attitude is the way a friend described them when I explained the concept)
In this state they can use all the usual weapons, have high agility and can see clearly in the dark.

In wolf form they are large heavy chested silver grey, have the strength of ten and fight only with teeth and claws.
Their fighters, (well thats all of them I guess), are equipped with Kevlar body armour, especially custom built by the regions allies Silberunion.
The armour is specifically made to protect the particulalry sensitive parts, torso back and neck in particular.

The Young Blood are a pack of young adult male and females, being trained by "Odins Forgiven" in modern warfare and tactics, again in the Silberunion region. There are 300 of them in this pack.

Only other thing to mention is that they can change from wolf to human at will, through the use of an amulet that all are given when they come of age.
Though during a full moon they still have no option in the matter and must stay in their wolf form at night whether they want to or not.

*PHEW*

OOC: Could I be the rebels? And if so could Starenell lend them some support?

ooc: no you cant Starenell, although it would be fun, its as bad as not telling some one you are controlling two powers. (at the very least thats how i see it) But im totally cool with you being either the rebels or a military power.


IC:"
A personal thank you has been sent from Shukin to you, Silth, directly: "I would love nothing more then have a loyal friend and understanding nation join me as a loyal and understanding ally. See you in the trenches of blood and feast." ~ Shukin

Although his wound was nearly motal, a metal plate from a prevoius wound, spared his life. However, the shock induced labor in his mate Shev, a week ahead of schedule and she is in a more guarded state then Shukin, by orders of her mate. She is still unaware that Shukin has survived, so far her labor is proceeding entirely while uncoscience. Thank you for your stedfast awerness and loyalty.

Jark Beta of Clan Fur

Bump-ump-trump-a-lump!

Awwwwww....come on people I need to have a bit of roleplay here....where's all the other creatures when you want them? *sigh*

Mind if i join ?

OOC: Okay, I will be Rebels.

absalute fed union who are you taking?

NOTICE TO ALL!!!: any faction not takin will played except for "for fun casualties" meaning if you get bored you can always pop a civilian protestor running around with a bow and arrow

we're gonna start tomarrow cuase it looked like some people flaked out...

As long as I can eat bits of them? *licks lips and grins evily*

OOC: Where should I be? Do you have a map of the Gulodom? Who is my leader?

ill be a Foreign nation military (mine obviously lol)

this is the map, RP to capture territoties, the opposition in the nutral territories are mixed protestors and civilian population.

Lets really start rping now!

http://darkling25.tripod.com/id16.html

PLEASE IGNORE THE SITE!!
(its my own creation and pointless yet offensive... you've been warned)

You starting a new thread for it?
(And your map didn't work)

OOC: no this will do...
The map is fixed. Everyone can set up their entrances and introduces leaders, units, etc.

Jark, had been under much stress, he had fought in the specicide against his human oppressors. He had been second to his benevolent and powerful masters Shukin and Shev Snow-Ash.

Now he was barely holding in his rage and sadness by Shukin's Bedside. Shukin stirred and Jark choked as he inhaled.

"Jark, you look as though I was in danger."

"You were shot in the chest and almost died!"

"And thats not unusual from anyother time?" They looked at each other and laughed as they quickly remembered they violent military history. "Now, how is Shev, I'm sure she is worried as always?"

"Alpha, she has begun her labor." Shukin would have gotten strait up if it wern't for the thick leather straps. "She is fine my lord."

"She is almost a week early!"

"She has been locked with a company of Enforcers and Her own Ashen, her den mothers tends her every claw and need. She won't be accessable for a week and has supplies for a month. Per your orders, she will be be safer then you.

"900 Broken Toothes are on hit and run missions and assassinations. Tanks are patroling or reinforcing gun batteries. The Stonhides are teraforming the immidiate area into earthworks and razor ribbon. And as soon as you get your rest, I am ready to rend and eat the 'soft fleshed'."

Several Broken Tooth operatives slinked onto the roof, life fish through water, the moved fast and low to the roof. The rioting civilians attacked xenos protestors, throwing rocks, moltov cocktails, and expired gas canisters that merly fizzled.

Three stayed on the roof, the dawn was dark in Clan Fur, ASP's in hand, they focused their scopes. They fired 12 shots in 2.34 seconds, hitting ears and making the roiters dance. Thier barking laughter echoed in the streets below, earily from every direction.

"That is ten points you dog! I got the lobe and he hopped on one foot!"

"Truthful as Sonor...." The common expression once as common as a greating suddenly silenced the snipers. With absalute coldness and seriousness, "Its ten points." They spun around to look at the other street.

The third sniper broke the silence. "They burn pyres like gods. As if they didn't need to conceal their position. This burns me, why dont we just go there and blow them all up now. Standing here, we give them credit, as if they wern't haratics and were an establishment!"

"Watch your tongue Pup! No contractions and The Alpha has never let us down."

"Pup has a point though.."

"Both of you were only kits, when he rounded up the packs, he said "Fight! Feast! Freedom!" never have I seen such energy in one creature. He was a beacon Pup. Now we have the finest equipment to defend with what we have rightfully taken under the 'Orders of Sonor'! Let them basterdize Our Lady Mother of Wisdom, The King of Rot, and the whole Mooki of gods. Then we will burn their flesh rather then eat their taint."

A crakled sounded from thier ear pierces. Lisk, the vocal elder, lifted his rifle and shot three times. Two bodies fell out of a store window and, one with an old musket, fell from behind a crumbling wall. "Pratice is over."

To the current government in power with in clan fur
to whom it may concern, we are contacting you in regards to certain reports we have received of factions with in your nation attempting to push an open revolt towards your government in response we ask that we be allowed to aid you and establish a small forward base with one division of forces stationed, we await your response thank you message end…… blip
Telegram sent via SAT net … uploading ….uploading…. up load complete | message sent
| President bastidas sighed and sat back looking over his fine oak desk the curtains in the back round covering finely molded windows with 2 flags on each end it looked much like the white house he spoke in a rather serious but tired tone “well, I hope were doing the right thing, if this gets us in good with there government we can have a power full forward base in the region and an ally id also love imagine the PR”

General caravel who was a finely dressed man in a dress army uniform his stars on his shoulders and his masses of metals and ribbons all over his chest, he chuckled and responded in a funny tone “Commander Were doing the right thing we don’t want a bunch of extremist running around messing with that region of the planet, and indeed that might get us in good with clan fur witch lord knows would be a good asset one day”…

*Taking advantage of the dawn's early shadows, the four move silently through the streets.
The leader and her three companions move with the surety of those well used to such methods, always alert, always ready, not making a sound, moving as one.
At the crack of the firing rifle, she moves her head and watches as a body hits the ground only feet away from them, an old musket clattering to the ground with it.
Ears pricked, noses twitching and almost in unison, the four follow the sound of the shot and pin point the snipers possition almost immediately and look towards the building it was fired from.

Silth's golden eyes gleam with excitement, she allows her tail to sway slightly to show the three Young Bloods her satisfaction as she turns to them and speaks in a gruff whisper.

"I believe it is time to use that much cliche'd phrase and ask to be taken to their leader......"

OOC: Clan Fur is in a cold northerly region, dotted with both active and extinct volcanoes, volcanoes were accually the gulos evolved the way they did. To keep population centers safe, teams are often sent to "bleed" the volcano, by attaching explosives and releasing pressure. The next events occur due to the fact that the rebels have taken hold of the base of the volcano and the supplies used to bleed them.

An older active volcano has erupted, sending smoke and ash 3 1/2 miles into the sky. for weeks there will be nothing but night.

Long range communications are hampered, squad to squad radio communication range is tightend.

if magnetic scan, 'magscan', vision systems are being used, the metal in the ash will compleatly distort vision. If night vsion through evolution is used (gulos and sisterhood) them use the charactoristic for night vision. Attn Rebels: Gulos have a poor color vision scope, a median between excelent night vision and color vision, so they do see better then humans at night but as if it were foggy. Infared vision sytems are not affected as the ash is cooled byt the abiant tempature.

Other then constant darkness, ashen blizzard and handicapped electronic/digtal com. and vision, nothing else is being effected as of now.

IC:

Seconds after the eruption a heavily cracked message to the Fed Union was sent as Follows:

"Mr. President, by order of Alpha Shukin, your division will be recieved as foll.... Should you continue.... Your forces will meet ours at... Under the conditions that you.... Important is that you understand that this is a chaotic time and that Gulos witnessing your entrence as intrusion, but... The Gods of Sonor are most vengful on those that... Death will greet them and first a feast for the soul then of the body.... Soft Flesh.... This message should have been breef, but this messege needed to get across to you clearly. I am Jark, a loyal soul to Sonor and loyal soldier to Alpha Shukin. May you..." A low buzz then a pop sounded, ending the transmission.

*****

Jark turned away from the monitor and looked at Shukin on the bed doing his best to be proud and strait but he only slumped. As the rolling wave like tremor passed, Jark and Shukin remebers about the volcano bleeding due sometime in this month.

Putting it out of mind as it was such a regular occurence, Jark spoke peacefully. "Alpha, the Fed Union will get the message, and bite marks on a large mass of bodies suggests the Sisterhood is slinking around the City. Several Broken Tooths admit that they could never accomplish thing with such skill, silence and "table manors"!"
they shared a laugh, but Shukin winced ending the light moment.

"Truely Jark, this Silth is something more then when I first thougt. She is everything she has said and more. And She already has arrived here Herself, in such shameful conditions. May the Mooki forgive us..."

Sith sits calmly and patiently, leisurely licking the blood from her huge for paw.
She glances up her ears twitching and rotating as she listens to the 'private' conversation of the two officers standing, at a distance from where she is, believing they are out of hearing.

As they finish their conversation, one turns and heads towards her.

A low growl rumbling deep within her chest alert the three Young Bloods sitting behind her immediatley lifting their heads and checking the area for danger.
As he reaches her, Silth does not wait for him to speak, she already knows the answer, instead in one fluid movement she lift herself onto her hind legs and stands upright.
Though the Broken Tooth Officer was tall, Silth's almost seven foot muscular hulk made him look like a pup and instead of him looking down on her as he had done, he found himself looking up into her snarling jaws.

Lowering her head tilting it, so that she was almost touching his ear, she spoke in a quiet level voice, her hot breath warming his ear.

"I have tried it the tedious, nice and polite way and have failed, so now I will do it the easy way....
YOU will personally take me to your Alpha....
YOU will no longer say that he cannot be seen.
YOU will also ensure that his Beta is there with him.....
YOU will no longer tell me that is is too busy.
I have decided that you will be responcible for this and you alone will answer to me if I do not get what I want.
Because my friend, if I do not get to satisfy myself that your Alpha and his mate are safe and well and that your Beta is capable of leading your pack, I will first crush your skull and feast on your brain and have your heart and liver as a second course"

She places her paws on his shoulders and licks his face and ear as a mother would do to her cub.

"Do we understand each other?"

The officer's one sided conversation with Silth was nothing less then irkish. The tongue moving across his face, at any other moment would have been welcomed, but every centimeter it moved gave him a chill thoughout his entire body as his eyes rolled slightly back and clearly almost fiented on the spot. The senior officer, by chance more likely, 'rescued' Pup.

"How shall I adress the Matriaricle Alpha of the Sisterhood? Our people, should know, but later. I have strict orders to take you to Shukin himself, that is of our company is acceptable to your most supreme skill."

As the Broken Tooth's gave a deep bow, their back's streached. And a low rolling growl, high piched and demonic, came from their throats. "Even if we seem crude, we would love to escort you who before all came to the aid of our Wah' den."

The Broken Tooths turned to lead the way up a long stone road, on the horizen with pure ominous stood the capitol building, the fortress of Clan Fur, 'The House Of Wardom'.

As the group continued up the road, a shot rang out. They were being fired upon by the rebels.

The first reaction for the Broken tooths was to crouch near the walls. Instead of the ASP sniper rifles they switch to a HiPr Flame thrower a shot gun and GAL grenade launcher. keeping in mind their rate of fire the quickly assested the size and power of their ambushers...

Several days after the message was received a small force of 8 carriers 4 destroyers 2 cruisers 4 subs and numerous transports arrived, the ships loomed over the cold sea as they moved towards shore the transports had over four Infantry Brigades, along with two Armored brigades.

Further deployments include Three air wings each, along with one artillery Brigade


The transports approached the shore, there large hover jet like apparatuses whooshing loudly as the water parted beneath them, white caps forming as the water moved together again. The transports followed by turbine driven helicopters neared the shore rather quickly. Following behind the transports were container ships who had con vecs and building materials on board (con vecs are construction vehicles)

Scramjet powered fighter’s woodshed over head providing cover as the transports began to land the rubbery foils scratching along the sandy cold shore. The jets woodshed over head bursting through clouds.

(Organization:
Infantry brigades: 4 with 2000 troop each
Armored brigades: are divided with 2000 vehicles and APAS each the number is 2
Air wings are divided up each with 2000 aircraft of various types we have 3
Artillery Brigade: is divided up in to 2000 net fire launchers, fusion casters and sun ray AMLRS.

Out of the area between the hills and sand were a few hundred Gulos, in segmented infantry armor. Less then ten raised bulky launchers and fired alternating red green flares. The rest of the Pack (The Extingiushers) gathered at the beach waiting to guide the Fedral Union to the fight.

"I am Norok Extinguish, these are the Kin, or a force of 250 one eigth of one of your brigades. We are here to link up and take the fight to the heratics of Sonor, who may I adress as your Alpha?"

The Gulos began to vocalize (a demented cross between barking, a hyena and something screaming as if for its life) impressed by such a show of military hardware.

OOC: give a physicle discriction of your leader and any key persons involved in your force.

Her wish to speak to the Alpha satisfied, Silth sits back down.

"You need only use my name, Silth, but if you must call me something to explain who I am you can call me Sister Alpha, that is what I am no more and no less.
And do not belittle yourselves, we are ....different... not better or worse, I am impressed by the way in which you fight with these weapons and your pack structure. It would be an honour for us to be escorted by the Broken Tooth."

Silth and the Young Bloods return the acolade with a howl of their own. She raises herself to her full hieght and tilts her head towards the skyand begins to whine low and quietly at first. Then as the sound begins to increase, the three Young Bloods stand and join the chorus almost in harmony with their leader.
As the howl ends and the echos of it begin to fade, the Broken tooth begin to hear replies from the streets of the city, first north, then east, way out on the outskirts of the city and as close as behind the building on which they stood.
Silth stands in silence her ears twitching and moving to detect each replies location, mentaly translating the different tones within the howl, Finally satisfied, she drops onto all fours and follows the Broken Tooth.

At the first crack of rebel rifle fire, Silth growls an order to the Young bloods.
They immediatley dissolve into the shadows, each taking a different direction.

The rebels are quickly marked and each of the Young Bloods selct their prime targets, but stay in the shadows not attempting to attack.

Silth herself stays with the Broken Tooth, moving back she allows them to take command.
Realising that she may have been over assertive, she sees this as a way for them to regain their honour and to prove thier worth, she would not be interfereing unless they faltered.

OOC
I think I've got myself confused in someone elses fight.....if so tell me and I'll scratch the last post......

OOC: no, the street fight is yours too. Its is taking place in the contested zone Red

*phew*

OOC: The Gulo Nation is Xeno-Hating in the least... For centuries they were hunted for sport by the first human residents of the Clan Fur region. A Human army has just landed on the beaches of Clan Fur. The Rebels have been able to rouse the populace, now they are recruiting from the younger generation and gaining more support and their ranks have began to swell. They have gained 1,500 infantry and hastly patched together cars and pickup trucks armed with a few machine guns.

Silth sits back in the shadows watching and listening to the Commanders of the Broken tooth.
She checks on her Young Bloods and are content that they are still holding position, awaiting orders, pleased at the control they are showing with so much fresh meat ready for the culling.

Yes, Elvi and those in the Silberunion have trained them well, I am most pleased.

Just then a modified version of marine one flew over the force as they were being deployed con vecs constructing a base, gattling lasers, Hydrogen reactors were going up every place.. The buildings were futuristic looking mainly triangular, with smooth squared corners, the command center was well on its way to completion as the part factory and war factory were just started next to go up would be an air field and a padd. The turbine helicopter flew over the base lying down on a clear patch of land the cold dust whooshing form under it as it laid down its twin turbines shutting off. A few moments passed, until a young boy walked out he was 17 six foot one rather skinny he had black hair brown eyes smooth skin, he was rather shy around people he liked or had a faint attraction to. His black suit was well lighten in the sun as his black dress shoes left an imprint on the snowy ash, he walked along officer saluting him, and he back. As he walked passed a group of officers, the general walked up with the message form the friendly forces, he handed it to the president.


Rob looked it over and peaked a brow ”and I thought this was only a USO tour” he chuckled looking it over nodding taking out a mobile SAT Phone communicating to the other leader.
“Well your talking to him if I wasn’t here you would be talking to general Thomson here, but what’s up?” mean while 1 infantry brigade 1 armored brigade and 1 wing of aircraft began to move out towards the indicated areas.
The M1A6’s Coil gun tanks rushed in front of the formation followed by fusion casters net fire launchers Objective force warriors on advance military APC, there were also a few MECH like things moved along as well followed by a few mega mammoth class super tanks or so they are called .


Most of the tanks moved along there tracked wells indenting marks in the snow the mammoths twin rail cannons majestically looked up as its scram missile packs glistened on the sides of it ,as the dust is kicked
up by the tanks


(My helicopters aren’t usually rotary they use turbine’s) (ooc usually I’m more descriptive or have more internal dialogue but I just got back tonight from ub3r work so I’m tired)

"The Extinguishers welcome you and your division. We are attached to you as a sort of ambassador unit, to help you familiarize with the area you'll be fighting in."

"If you wish to speak to Shukin you are going to have to bring an escort to get through the city, right now its filled with rioters, rebels and heratics."

The streets were quiet for too long... Although there were scatterd fighting still accurring, hour by hour by hour went on without even the howling north winds even making the deep ash move... As if a miasma or pestilence had fallen over the capitol.

Even if reports from other reagions coulf not be read, there were the ghost's of messeges struggling to reach the Wah'den. then the hand written message of Packmaster Severcide came to Shukin:

"My dearest lord, it is with a heavy heart that I must report my military innablility to quell spradic attacks by substandard rebels. In the last major assult, the Rebels, like a wave, came in numbers and droves that must have been swell by neihboring reagions. They were crazed; mad looks in their empty eyes, self inflicted woulds all over their bodies and not a thought to thier foaming mouths as they cried out hericy.
In the week prior to this, the famous 'Black Ship' that landed/crashed before our rise to power had lit up, we supposed it was mearly their lair and along withour counter strike from our Den and we would destroy it.in activities assumed commenced by the heritics. Thier last offensive was destrous for us, there were hearded by seemingly Spectre entities. Glowing theythrew beams of emergy that had been surroundding themselves. This energy broke stone and bodies with equal ease. Thinking I could retreat and regroup to our dug in position and continue to fortify the Den and use artilery, I ordered the retreat. As suddenly as we began supressing fire to cover our tacticle retreat, the Spectres were cutting our ranks to ribbons, and only less then a score of us, including the garrison in the Den survived. We prepared messages the survivors and myself acted as runners to send the messege, that a new enamy has come to light. We know nothing except that a spectral light surrounds them and they have destroyed everything we have yet set upon them.

Revrence and Loyalty,
Turker Sinew"

Jark heard Shukin speak aloud and watched as Shukin invaluntary tensed and shredded the dirty messege with his dread-black claws...