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Hey there, I used to be Kuchenlein.

I'm here to purge some teenage cringe that has been haunting me.

But maybe I'll linger around.

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Hive Workshop : formerly Directive255 (hiveworkshop.com/members/directive255…)

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@Lorddiviness

At that moment, somebody barged into Volcron's office. A feminie figure in full armor, panting and obviously very concerned.
"Why didn't you inform me the Citadel was being attacked? I could've helped-" she continued hysterically.
Volcron went up towards her, hugged her and slowly petted her head.
"It's alright... I have it under control... You do know I would call you if it was urgent..." Volcron continued.
Risaya calmed down and stopped moving.
Volcron continued it for a few seconds and looked at Risaya. She was clearly snoring under her helmet.
Volcron removed her helmet, which shows signs of recent combat. A very pretty but very pale face with long, silky white hair appeared. A scar was visible from her left chin towards her forehead.
"Well... She always was a fast sleeper.." Volcron then proceeded to carry her.


"Very nice indeed, very sweet..." Tikiyachod commented in a mostly calm and happy voice, but in his tone also brings some sadness too.

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@Lorddiviness

(To both The Dragonqueen and Pherithian emperor) "I am willing to have diplomatic talks. Perhaps we all meet in person this time... No illusions.. No army... No weapons.. Face to face. I have a nice place where we can talk without disturbance. I will broadcast a mental map to both of you. Bring only your closest retinues along... Deal? I am sure all you you have some matters to attend to... "
[AWAITS response]


Tikiyachod's Solid Illusion : "*sighed, then smiled* Indeed."
Tikiyachod's Solid Illusion : "That way we can be honest and really have a clear talk. No fighting and no channelers... just a direct talk. And that way, we'll get ourselves much more clarity,"

Goh Yuet-yin : "*sniffed* Where is the place? Please show us. Also are psychic things... really reliable?"
Deowrig : "*sniffed too* Uhm. It does work... a soul and a heart will feel the real deal..."

Tikiyachod's Solid Illusion : "And give me some time, Mr. Volcron. My real self is heading over here, and this illusion of mine needs to do his business. I will be back soon, very soon..."
*Tikiyachod's illusion then quickly flashed away in a mist of greenery*
*a green rift soon opened in the middle of the skies, and Tikiyachod came stepping out of it, bearing a much tougher presence too*

Tikiyachod : "Ahhh... it's time for talk."
*Tikiyachod looked at Volcron and spoke,*
Tikiyachod : "Shall we begin?"

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<Snipped quote by Kuchenlein>
The combat suit surveys them, logging their movements, and speaks in an automated voice. "You are in violation of Commander Fenrick's Fifteenth Law: Imperial Marine Corpsmen are to be allowed access to any and all civilian weaponry in times of emergency. Stand down or be immediately terminated. Repeat. Stand down or you will be terminated." It then moves towards the C-16 rifle, making it quite clear that it'd brush aside anyone who attempted to resist.


@Lasersquid112

"What Fifteen Law which spoken by you? Who Fenrick? So many laws, which from other country from space! We is no civilian, we is army! Army of a... uhm... rightful nation!" exclaimed the Bomoh.

"What which you say recent?! Have you madness!? We is Whampoan and we is army! If you seek trouble, we can finish you!" the Sergeant angrily screamed toward the combat suit.

All the Revital Whampoans also surrounded the combat suit and held their weapons high.

"This guy already insane... get ready your muscle, weapon and magik!"
@Lasersquid112

He scowled. "There were more of us. Captain Krennt, First Lieutenant Jefferson, Sergeant Hrakkel, Corporal Draven, and Private First Class Grell. Where the hell are they...?"


"Who those guys? So many guys which you tell..." the Bomoh asked, but got no response in return.

Still paying them no mind, he flips open an arm panel and broadcasts a Search and Recovery Call for the solar system he's in.


"Ehh! What you want do?! No explode!" the Revitals freaked out as they thought he was going to blow up the place. But they then calmed down afterwards. But that still made them very wary, regardless.

Unfortunately, the pinging radar in his suit had been destroyed and no longer worked, but his suit hadn't alerted him to that yet. He sent it out, looked at the panel for a moment, then sighed. "The Confederacy of Mankind... The biggest empire ever seen by any human, and by the Emperor were there a lot of humans. Lot of other things, too. And protecting it all?" He thumped his breastplate with force enough to punch a hole through a man, but his armor accepts it without a scratch. "The Marines. The most badass motherfuckers you have EVER seen." He chuckled, but then sighed sadly, his shoulders slumping. "All the badassery in the universe didn't save us. We spanned a million million worlds, fought a million million battles, and exterminated thousands upon thousands of alien races." Despite how horrific it may seem to the people listening, his voice reflects how proud he is of it. "Nothing could stop us. Nothing until my unit encountered the Hungering Devourer. We stood not a half a chance."


The Revitals listened to his tale with interest and awe. But then something caught their attention greatly. "Confederacy yours sound so great but then fall down... Wait, Hungering Devourer? What it? Is it some big space monster?" the Bomoh asked.

He shakes his head slowly, sighing. "Men died left and right. We didn't know what hit us. World after world went dark, then the Confederacy fell. I was posted on Grannab Four, the Final Stop, as we Marines learned to call it. The Warp Gates went dark after a while. Planet after planet fell, but we kept fighting. First we held them in space, then our ships came crashing down. We fought them with artillery and bombardments, but they learned to dig. We fought them bullet and grenade, tooth and claw, because us Marines? We're too dumb to die. We were gonna pay them back for every. Fucking. Death." By now, his anger, his pure rage was clearly visible to the people nearby. His voice was loud enough for even those outside of the tent to hear him. Suddenly, he slumped over and collapsed. An automatic voice rang out. "Blood pressure dangerously high. Blood pressure dangerously high. Blood pressure dangerously high. Activating suit A.I. to complete mission Eleven Bravo Nine Nine Two Four." The suit stood up, but it was stiff and jerky, but effective. It looked at its surroundings slowly.


The Revitals were alerted and shocked at the sight. They kept themselves on high alert and surrounded the Marine, but they shivered in fear and terror.

"What the fuck? What is mission that? 'Eleven Drago Nine Nine to Flour'? This name which strange..." a Sergeant asked.
"Alamak... He already go angry very, then he go sleep but he move. I can see his soul sleep and become weak..." the Bomoh commented.
"This guy seem like mad... preparelah you fight..." another Revital said.

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@Lorddiviness

(After the Harkiyu attack)
"Son of a... DEPLOY ALL DEFENSES" he shouted into his comm.
Immediately the whole base went into defense mode.


"Ohhh, the little Pherithians are going mad and angry!" Rhelsha's dark bitchy voice chuckled in amusement.
"Hah, do you think your little toys can fight us, Pherithians? My Harkyiuians have been building my empire, in the dark world of mine, for nearly a thousand years!" Yuet-yin's voice taunted.

He then tries to speak telepathically with Harkyiu
"What the hell do you want? If you want to attack Pherith attack PHERITH!, NOT the Volcron Initiative, which you are attacking right now You haven nothing to be won here, only casualties while I would lose a huge amount of robots.. nothing more! All the technologies we have can only be salvaged, never rebuilt! Well.. If you want aggression... you get aggression, YOu have a few minutes to comply before I initiate the order for NO MERCY, say goodbye to your servants.. or SPEAK" he continued, now sounding demonic like his true heritage.


"Ohh? Did you hear some angry voice from a little boy?"
"Yes, my Dragonqueen..."

"Well, you want to talk? Fine..."

"I, Goh Yuet-yin, want to make a great comeback. I want to take back what is rightfully MINE, and reign over all of Earth! And I want to exact my vengeance... on Dehrok and his cronies... Wait, Volcron Initiative? Is this a gang of Pherithian nerds playing fool? And what the heck is this Third Cakemaster doing here in your lands?"

Yuet-yin continued, "Volcron Initiative is nothing but just a bunch of silly nerds and clowns, bored enough to play fool! Do you think I am a fool, do you? I am no fool like you guys, I certainly know you are a part of Pherith! You must be a part of Pherith indeed! And your cyborgs are nothing compared to the great vast armies of mine! We have Triads with roots from the criminal underworld, and we have tons of war machines too! But we are not just mere Triads and terrorists as you believe. We have occult mages connected to the ancient darkness, as well as my lovely shadowspawns!"

"Are you insane, Dragonbitch, right?"

"What? You call me a Dragonbitch?! Who are you, little boy? You are a damned sinful seed of Dehrok, you are so naive and you have no manners! I have eaten more salt than you have eaten your rice!"

"Whoah, you're so mad... I guess the days in Alastorn must have driven you really crazy..."

"I am fine, thank you very much, okay?! Look, little boy. I've lived for over 15 centuries, and you? Not more than 200 years, I guess. I have seen so much throughout my life. Let's see... From my early days, I have seen how the aristocrats abused people for their own pleasure and power. Then I saw a blood feud in China unfolding, and how the Triad Kongsis rose and fell. I still remember the olden days of Malaya, when the British ruled while the Triad Kongsis bickered over mines and turfs. And I have fought the British, resisted the Japanese, and waged war against UMNO..."

"And during the days we fight the UMNO guys, I used to be very great friends with your dear Dehrok, amongst other stupid idiots. But you know what they did later?! They all BETRAYED me! Me! Backstabbers! And they kicked me and my minions out from Earth! Hah, Malaysian Unity and Revival Society? What a beautiful name, but also a misleading one. It's more like, Motherfucking Urine and Rimjob Shithead!"

"I grow tired of all the talking already. Kneel before me... JUST KNEEL ALREADY! I know you are Pherithians indeed! Minions... conquer the Pherithians!"

The walls the Harkyiu were cahrging up suddenly grew taller. Bunkers and defenses appeared on top while/

"We have been given no choice.. Aggression will be met with aggression!" A robotic voice sounded


"Bring it on, Pherithians!"
"This Dragonbitch has gone insane! Pherith shall aid Volcron Initiative in its defense against these mad Triads!" declared Tikiyachod.

"I will crush your petty empire within a few weeks! And stop playing games with me, little boy, everyone here knows Volcron Initiative is a part of Pherith!"

The charging hordes would be flanked from behind by 2 towering demonotrons(2 quantatrons, the strongest there is) that is guarding the Citadel outskirts.


Rhelsha : "Two giant cyborgs, homies! Keep yourself on high alert, and bring forth the blessings of shadow and of earth,"

*a mist of darkness came filling the battlefield, empowering the Harkyiuians greatly. It may negatively impact the Volcron robots, likely weakening them, corroding them and slowing them down*
*Harkyiu Triads tried their best evading the two Demonotrons quickly and skillfully. But still quite a number of them were crushed.*

THey would open fire their enormous twin chainguns while using their superior mass to crush the petty invaders with their feet, stomping, causing shockwaves and disorganizing the invaders.


Rhelsha : "Embrace the touch of the darkness and of the light!"

*the attacks from the 2 demonotrons killed a lot of Triads and even wrecked a handful of war machines*
*however, the numerous Harkyiuians regenerated rather quickly within the mist of darkness*
*shadow ghosts would arise from the dead corpses and continue to haunt the robots, while the corpses were risen to fight once again*

Behind them were huge assortments of droids, blasting the enemy from behind with a huge display of artillery barrage, machingegun fire and laserblasts.


Rhelsha : "An army of cyborgs, complete with artilleries and lasers..."

*many giant boulders engulfed with strong shadow flames were rained from afar hitting the Demonotrons and other robots*
*earth spikes suddenly rose in rows hitting the Demonotrons and impaling other droids*
*sticky, fiery shadow tentacles, big and small, emerged from the land and gripped the droids tightly*
*Harkyiuians brought in their own divisions of artilleries, showering their foes with barrages of lavaballs and shadowflames. And the flames would spread fast, and are tough to be extinguished*
*shadow salamanders, shadowhounds and nether dragons arouse out from the mist of darkness, in the midst of the droid crowds. With a mix of brutal physical forces, shadowfire breaths and passive shadowfire engulfing, these creatures assaulted the droids. Some of them would blow up if killed*

The walls itself were very high. The bunkers on top were filled with automatic machineguns, flak towers and artillery emplacements that fired near endlessly. From the walls, huge amounts of droids(Centaurtrons) would rush down as they can walk vertically, firing laserblasts, using their autocannons to rip enemies apart while if the enemy gets too close, they would use their twin scythes to chop them up.
And to make matters worse, several mortars started firing Fel-Sarin gas, Sarin gas enchanced with fel enrgies, capable to dealing damage to magical entities even. Being odorless and invisible, with 35mgs of it killable to any normal organic this gas would surely wreck havoc in the enemy ranks. Why? Well... let's just say all the robots are NOT organic.

Already more Volcron Initiative reinforcements are moving into the Citadel, the enemy is in the heart of the Volcron heartlands... and that means they must be extinguished... AT ALL COSTS.


*the fel-sarin gas would prove to be a very effective move against the Harkyiuians*
*most of the Harkyiuians were severely weakened and crippled, but still tough enough to maintain a clear mind and breathe*
*the health regenerative effects of the dark mist were softened*
*but they still had their mana*

Goh Yuet-yin : "Gahh! Stupid Pherithian cyborgs!"
Rhelsha : "The mist of darkness is going to fade, milady..."
Goh Yuet-yin : "Cyborgs... *sniffed* This is not worth it... I still have somewhere else to conquer..."

Deowrig : "Perhaps we can make peace with the Pherithians, and look for a place to settle here... The surrounding places seem vacant... We can make good use of Vestroya..."
Goh Yuet-yin : "Well, *sighed* it's a good idea indeed."

Goh Yuet-yin : "Alright, alright, how about a ceasefire? And let us settle somewhere in this world?"

Tikiyachod (whispering to Volcron) : "Mister Volcron, be wary about this Dragonbitch... she is insane... and very possessive..."

Tikiyachod : "Wait..."
Tikiyachod : "Wait... maybe they can be of help against the Iron Legion and whatever other foes we have..."

Tikiyachod : "I have an idea. We may consider forgiving you and let you settle some lands here, if you agree to help both Pherith and Volcron Initiative, while you pay off your crime here... the details, we can negotiate later. Perhaps one day, we can even help you in your future conquests, who knows?"
Tikiyachod : "What do you think, mister Volcron and miss Yuet-yin?"

Goh Yuet-yin : "Fine..."
(awaiting Volcron's response)
@Lasersquid112 Did I miss your reply...??? Sorry if I did.

@owly welcome back! Well I have seen your discord message, and it's fine if you take your time. But this roleplay is not quite dead yet, and you can still hop in anytime :>
@BirdofParadise

"Thank you for accepting." Leorolaine made a brief pause before continuing. "Pherithians, and Emperor of Pherith. In behalf of my nation that I speak as, the Aranorian Confederacy aims to unite the entire region of Elias. And as such, the goal of unifying the region's economy to rebuild what Elias has lost during the catastrophe decades ago." She continued. "However, some nations prefer to be individualistic about their agendas, slowing down the reconstruction of the whole Elias. We do not tolerate such greediness, already we try persuasion, and yet they chose to ignore the calls of joining together. And so, we decided to convince them through arms." She began to be emotionally expressive.
"Despite almost uniting the entire region, a rich mainland nation intervenes in the affairs of our great national call. We wish no such war outside our home islands, only unification. However, your country violates the law of our rationale, doing so you will be ruining our goal of reconstructing Elias itself. This we ask of you, withdraw your forces." She finished.


Tikiyachod took a great breath and paused for a moment, as he figured out her response and formulated his answer in his head...

"I see, I understand your desperation to unite Elias as one. But I think, you cannot just use it as an excuse to go invade others. Going by your rationale, I can also use unity and peace as an excuse to invade you as well. Oh, well, I have a possible solution there. Run a referendum and ask the people if they are willing to go with you or not. And give those who disagrees, a chance to leave. If they truly accepts you, fine. But if not, then you should back off and respect their wishes. How does that sound?"

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@Lorddiviness



"Ah, well, I believe we could benefit greatly if we work together. You have this what you call Iron Legion, well I don't know what it is but it sounds quite challenging maybe... Pherith itself has to face Aranor and a whole load of other problems. If we can combine our techs and magiks, while we Pherithians exchange some manpower for your cybernetics, I believe, we shall thrive together,"

"Wait!"
"Urggghhh... something is happening... The skies are burning and breaking! I can feel the portals tearing apart the skies!"

Right just outside of the Volcron's citadel, numerous rifts have broken open in the skies, and came pouring down massive legions and hordes, in the hues and shades of black and orange. These massive legions and hordes consist of many humanoids (Triads of human and stoneling descent), war contraptions (tanks), and shadowspawns (shadowhounds, ghosts, voidwalkers, nether dragons, etc.). And they are complete with big guns and armors.

"Wait, what the fuck?!" a rough female voice (Yuet-yin) yelled in surprise. She then continued, "Hey, I thought we are going to Earth? What have you done wrong, Rhelsha?"
"I... I don't know, milady... s-sorry..." the voice of Rhelsha responded, "b-but hey, at least we have more fresh lands--"

"Rhelsha?!" Tikiyachod screamed in shock and surprise, "This name sounds familiar..."
"Excuse me, Volcron, I think I should go outside and see. Do you want to come along with me?"

"Wait, and who is this guy over there? Why does he know you?" the rough voice (Yuet-yin) asked again.
"I have no idea!" Rhelsha replied.

"I also have no idea either," Tikiyachod showed up confronting the massive hordes of darkness. "Are you the rumored Harkyiuian Triads? What are you going to do here?"

The rough voice (Yuet-yin) chuckled, "Oh..."
She (Yuet-yin) continued, "Yes, you are correct, darling. This is my Harkyiu, but we have grown into something so much more than mere Triads and witches in the criminal underworld. We have been growing into a great and glorious empire, since the day they have driven us out from Earth! And now, this is our glorious moment to make a great comeback, and take back what we rightfully deserve! Kneel before me, Goh Yuet-yin, and I shall bestow you glory and love. If not, prepare for your lovely time in my dungeon!"

"Wow, wow, wow... you sounded so eager for revenge..." Tikiyachod commented.
"Who have wronged you so greatly in the past, that made you so vengeful?"

"Hmmmph... Dehrok, that stupid Cakemaster--"

"Wait, Dehrok?! The Second Cakemaster?!"

"Yes--"

"Hooray! I am his proud heir! I am the third Cakemaster, and now the Kaiser of Pherith-- Oops!"

"Wait! What did you just say?!"

"Uhhhh... hey, I am not Dehrok and I just happened to be his heir!"

"Hah! Capture him, my minions! I want him in my dungeon, right now! I would really like to turn you into my lovely servant!"

"O, fuck!"

"And these guys (Volcron Initiative), must be one of the petty Pherithian camps! Raze it to the ground!"

And so the great hordes of the Harkyiu began their onslaught against Tikiyachod and the Volcron Initiative! Numerous crowds of zealots swarmed their way raining bullets and fireballs, followed by wild animals rampaging and war machines ravaging their foes...
@Lorddiviness

The Transportron would quickly perform Vertical Takeoff and proceed to travel at extremely fast speed. However, the passengers and contents inside were unaffected by the great speed.


"So fast, yet so stable. Much faster than what I expected..." Tikiyachod commented with a slight smirk on his face.

A minute of deep contemplation followed afterward. As soon as this very minute has passed, he felt the transportron stopped flying.
"Wow, what's that?"

Soon, they would start landing on top of a HUGE MEGA-FORTRESS(The Citadel). Tikiyachod would see uncountable numbers of bots scrambling doing their duties. Below, (which is about 1.2 km high) they would see rows upon rows or fortifications, walls, lush green vegetation and see 2 enormous giant robots patrolling(About 780 metres high) the outer perimeter.


"Whoah......" Tikiyachod exclaimed in awe as the many wonders there laid before his very eyes.

"So many bots and so impressive walls. Hmm but I think humans, orcs and cakes make better servants than bots..." he mumbled while on his way. "Oops, did I say anything?" he awkwardly said as soon as he realized something, "Never mind. It does not matter much, does it...?"

"I hope you do not have Acrophobia.. The elevator's this way.." The Captain proceeded and leading the way.

The elevator was quite huge and made of see-through material. Immediately, they descended, entering the upper levels and Tikiyachod could see a huge facility buzzling with activity inside the Citadel. There were about 7 more elevators like the one he was in, filled with Citadelguards, Robots or Equipment.

Soon, the elevator entered the middle levels, packed with recreational areas and living quarters. "Living Quarters" the elevator AI bleeped and the doors opened.


"Living Quarters, hmm... I wonder what do they have in their living quarters... must be something fun and fancy, I guess..." again the Cakemaster mumbled.

A four-legged combat bot(Centaurtron) came forward.
"Ah.. Captain Xerguk, I shall take our guest from here. Head Volcron wants you to return to your regular activities... Oh and... he said that your squad could have the evening off!" it bleeped.
Captain Xerguk noded,
"Well, I shall leave our guest to your care. Could you follow the Centaurtron?" Xerguk continued and went back into the elevator and descended.


"Oh, ya, thanks you very much," Tikiyachod replied nodding with a slight smile.

"A generous, loving boss here, who treats his followers well much like I do... very nice indeed!" exclaimed Tikiyachod with a big grin, and it has been a long time since he last showed a big bright happy grin.

The Centaurtron would scuttle forward and lead the way towards Volcron's office.
Upon reaching the office doors, the Centaurtron turned towards Tikiyachod and bleeped
"This is the Head's office, he shall be waiting for you inside.." and returned to it's business.
The doors slowly opened automatically, awaiting Tikiyachod to enter..


Tikiyachod shivered a little in anticipation as he slowly trekked his way into the Head's office.
"Uhhh..." he spoke awkwardly, "Greetings, I guess? Mister Volcron Akastenix, am I right? Are you the brother of Leo Akastenix?"

"Anyways, I am Tikiyachod, the Emperor of Pherith, wait no, I am actually a solid illusion of this Tikiyachod... but yeah I am still Tikiyachod because I am in control of this body."

"Uhhhh... nice to meet you, I guess? I hope I did not puzzle you with my words just now..."

"So, here I am. I am here for a nice talk and maybe we talk business and friendship. I am always eager to cooperate."

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@Lurking Shadow @Paillan

Some weird recordings of a hivemind freak (Nuthrix) have went spreading haywire all over the world, like wild flames on a woody jungle. It spread all the way from the Tsardom of Russia to all of Asia, then eventually to all of Earth and even to Vestroya as well. It became a really hot topic everywhere, but mostly written off as a conspiracy theory.

Some cults have arisen in the New West, the occupied American soil to be exact, which dedicate themselves to the worship of this "Nuthrix". Will the rise of such cults, which followed recent happenings, finally alert the New West regime?

The Tsardom of Russia, meanwhile, was amassing a battalion hoping to finish off this Nuthrix. Rumors say the army was going to dispatch several choppers, commandos and tanks, complete with tesla weaponry and fire magik.

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Awakening of the Obsidian Dragon


(may contain some weird moments)

Inside a grand hall where the Triad elites have gathered themselves sitting.

A round of applauses and cheers came as a lady walked up to the stage. As she went to the stage, her pair of shadowy eyes shot every one of them a charming gaze, which made the Triads cheered even louder. She was gracefully slender, yet large and tall -- even bigger than many men. She was none other than Goh Yuet-yin, the beloved Dragonqueen of the Harkyiuian Triads, who rules over them all with her domineering charm.

"Hey, greetings to all of you, my lovely underlings! I have something great to tell you all. We have been waiting for a long time, and I have a lot to say today!"
The applauses and cheers went even louder.

"But before that, I want you all to kneel before me! Kneel before me now! I am your great Dragonqueen, and you are all my little underlings!"

Most of the Triads trembled fearfully but quickly went kneeling devotedly while making silly moaning noises. Some of them calmly bowed to her smiling and blushing, while some others reluctantly bowed while showing a face of reluctance and disdain. A few of them mockingly knelt and bowed many times while laughing and joking around.

"I see some of you not being good enough! Don't play-play ah, or else I shall go and play with you! And punish you as you deserve!"

The reluctant ones finally gave in and knelt like the others. However, some others continued to teasingly fool around and refused to properly kneel before her.

"Hmm..." Yuet-yin cracked a big grin, "Looks like some of you really need my care! Right, darlings?"

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence. But soon afterward, murmurs and chuckles broke out amongst the Triads.

Yuet-yin slowly walked away from her stage while shooting a naughty gaze at those playful little ones defying her. As she gazed on their eyes, these little dudes and gals went blushing and giggling. And they seemed to be very eager.

With an evil grin, she slowly leaned herself closer to a chuckling dude nearby. As she got closer, her smile only grew bigger. When she came close, she put her pointy finger on his nose, sending a shock that made him dance and laugh. Suddenly, she spanked the poor boy with her burning rope and then tickled him while letting out a mad laugh. The dude was screaming in a blend of pain and pleasure, but he was definitely blushing and smiling. She then lifted her head and set her eyes on the few others, then she swang her rope sending shadowy fireballs to them.

"This cute little dude is lucky for sure! But for the other lovely pets, ohhh so sorry I cannot play with you closely, too bad..."

"Anyways, there is another time for fun and games. Now I must go back and say what I must say!"

She then went back to the stage grinning happily.
"And now, rise up, and listen to your great Dragonqueen! Listen with all your heart and ears!"

"It has been many hundreds of years, since we were driven out of Earth by those naive fools! And today, we shall announce our great comeback to Terra, and we will avenge our past... I will not leave them and their heirs unpunished! Let them taste my love and fury!"

"And we shall wait just a little longer... I know, my lovely minions, you have been waiting for it, the glorious moment when we make our comeback... The petty Earthling nations are vulnerable, but cannot fall just yet, as we are not yet ready. Not yet, but soon. Soon, our time will come. Soon. And worry not, Dragonqueen assures you, once we are done our work and preparation, I will lead the way back there! Do you have faith in me? Follow your beloved Dragonqueen, who is none other than me myself!"
@Lorddiviness, oops sorry for the wait... Next time, I think I should get more active here and stop being a lazy sloth worrying about romance so much.

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@Lorddiviness


Tikiyachod arrived at one of Volcron's mining facilities, populated by an entirely mechanical populace.


Tikiyachod was quite impressed and attracted to the mining facility, along with the activities and surroundings there. Maybe he is bored enough to pay heed to such things which would be mundane to the eyes of others.

"Reminds me of my time back in Kathrix..." he mumbled. "Seeing such random things are always better than... never mind."

At first, the guarding droids were startled but after hearing Tikiyachod's word, seemed to calm down.

Tikiyachod would be approached by 5 intimidating larger-than-human size green mechanical behemoths(Decimatrons).
In a deep echoing voice, the one foremost started
"Tikiyachod of Imperial Pherith, your audience with Volcron Akastenin has been approved by himself. He has dispatched a special escort en route to this facility. Please wait for a while.."


Tikiyachod was greatly amused laying sight on the 5 robots. "Whoah! What an advanced faction indeed." he exclaimed while nodding with a grin.

"Oh, thank you very much..."

As it's words were ending, a large hovering aircraft(Aeontron), escorted by smaller crafts(Strafertrons) and a single medium sized ship(Transportron) warped in above the facility.
The medium sized ship landed and opened a large iron ramp.


"Oh, so fast. So quick. Whoah." Tikiyachod again mumbled.

Out walked several organisms with large green armor crackling with energy(Citadelguards) and carrying ballistic and energy weapons. Some were clearly human, some orc, some dwarve and some of other lesser races. What was astounding was that there was near equal numbers of genders present there.


Tikiyachod let out a smile seeing the racial variety and the near equal numbers between genders. And this reminded him of his own Pherith very much.
"Seems a very great society indeed." he left a comment to himself.

The Captain(A lizardman) walked up and greeted the emperor.
"Greetings, Emperor Tikiyachod. I hope our guards didn't give you any troubles... although Lord Volcron was quite uneasy about an emperor coming himself on foot to see him until he sensed you were a conjuration... Well, best not to keep wasting time..."
He stepped sideways and signaled to the Transportron.
"After you" he continued.


"Ohh," Tikiyachod replied with a smirk, "It has been all well and smooth so far. Ahh... indeed we should go for business..."

As he finished his word, he made his way into the transportron... What will await the Third Cakemaster? What opportunities lie ahead? Is there a better future awaiting Pherith?

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@BirdofParadise


@Kuchenlein

Pherith's ultimatum reached the Aranorian cabinet. Seemingly un-surprised, they however, made one last chance for a talk.

In any case, a live video call was sent to the Pherithian high-command as the reply. Whether they accept this or not will be up to them. If they however accept, then as follows.

The Griffegus representative, and speaker for the Aranorians appears on the live video. "Greetings Pherithians. I am Leorolaine Ygyslov, Prime Minister of Griffegus, and Speaker of the Aranorian Confederacy. Whether we continue this or not would leave us faced with consequences for the future of our nations. Still we shall speak." She awaits the response.

<Snipped quote>

Meanwhile in the western Artician seas. Receiving the response, they replied loudly and confidently. "We advise you to lay anchors and wait for our high command's response!"


The Pherithians put their ultimatum on hold, and got into a talk with Leorolaine. They have accepted the live video call, hoping to seek a peaceful solution to the conflict.

"Greetings, Aranorians of the Aranorian Confederacy. I am Tikiyachod, the Third Cakemaster and the Emperor of Pherith. Ahh, yes, I would like to have a talk with the Aranorian Confederacy regarding this. Let's speak,"

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@Lasersquid112


He narrowed his eyes, looking at the man speaking broken Common, scrutinizing him with his piercing green eyes.


The Bomoh and the other Whampoan Revitals exchanged wary looks on this otherworldly marine as well...

He reached up and depolarized his visor, then looked around. He thought it wise to not raise the visor itself, and looked back to the man speaking Common. Speaking to himself, he said, "Activate language translator and compiler." If any hearing augmentation had been done to any of the men nearby, they could hear him, but only as a whisper. If not, then he was just moving his lips soundlessly.

"Log one-five-two-nine. Drop-pod crash-landed on unknown planet. Communications link dead. Sentient life observed - presumably humanoid." He activated his in-suit external audio recording log so that this conversation would be recorded. "End log."


Only the Bomoh can hear what he said, yet sadly his English or Common is quite broken.

"Log? Drop-pod? Wooden trunk? Seeds which rain from sky? Communism? Sentinel?"
The Bomoh went into a surprised shock. He gave him a look mixed with confusion and horror, "Huuuuuuuhhhh... what you said just now...?"

He thought it prudent now to repolarize his visor since he was on an alien planet and then spoke. "I crash-landed here. I was... I am a Confederate Marine. It'd be appreciated if you returned my C-16 now." He pointed to the disconnected C-16 Mutilator rifle, lying disconnected on a nearby table.


"Ahhhh, a space marine which come from cosmos?"
"But please forgive, we no can give back gun yours before we check you. Firstly, what Confederate yours?"
Shit how do I delete a message


I don't think there is really a way to delete a message here, soz...

Maybe you can just edit the message...

@Kuchenlein Gut daaaamn it man why didn't u tell me we have a pet squid here except he shoot laser should i be worry about dat?


lol xDDD

Oi
Don't call me a pet


*proceeds to call @Lasersquid112 a pet*

Hello, pet ^^
OOC :

@Lorddiviness, here, behold the Cakemaster, for he has returned from his journey of school and romance... And sorry for the wait, hehe ^^

@Trackten, Ohh yes, I can totally feel you, boy. I have a lot to catch up and to reply as well...

@Lurking Shadow, it's time to lure the hivemind into the playground... "It's play time!" -- Brute

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The demons in Ice's mind hadn't gone away. In the years and years of his hypersleep, they had assailed him. Attacked him without mercy. No light had shown - all was darkness, darkness was eternity. But suddenly, light broke on the horizon. He didn't know how, he didn't know why, but his training in the Marines had told him - in hypersleep, run for the light.
The enemy was legion and he was running out of ammo. His mind only was so powerful. But he gathered up his willpower and charged the enemy. They were many, skittering and howling their rage at their foe. He brushed them off, firing without heed to his own safety. If he got to that light, the light of consciousness and escape from hypersleep and entry into the Materium, then the nightmare would be over. He crested the last bank before the light and leaped at it, eager to be reunited with his comrades and take up arms again to fight the ene-
He opened his eyes. This was not his drop-pod.
@Kuchenlein


"Tengoklah! Deh Budak sudah bangun! (Look! This boy has waken up!)" said the voice of a man in a soft voice.
"Ahh, lamenye ni Tungguan... (Ahh, it was such a long wait...)" another man spoke in response.

As this otherworldly marine opened his eyes, he would find himself surrounded by strange Asian dudes in spiked helmets.

One of the men, an old serene man that seem to emit a presence of wisdom, approached the outlander calmly. "Greetings there, s-s-..."
He ran out of words and embarrassed himself. "Alamak! Wa tak pandai dalam Ingrishi. Apekah deh Kate bagi jatki Pendatangi dalam Ingrishi? (Shit! I am not proficient in English. What is the word for a newcomer in English?)"

"Uhhh... (Uhhh...)" a Battlemage in fancy armor replied, "Wa ingat dalam Ingrishi ade tu Perkatakan 'alien'... Tapi wa tak pasti ape Maksudkan ni Kates... (I recall there is a word 'alien' in English... but I am not sure of the word's meaning!)"

"Aha!" the old man smirked after getting help, "Greetings there, alien. We Whampoans say safely arrival to here, our Reich. But we must ensure you headly. (Greetings there, alien. We Whampoans welcome you here, in our Reich. But firstly we must identify you.)"

The old man continued with his broken English, but with some fancy flavors added in, "Spacely rockship yours fell from cosmos and hit soil close to Kwongtsou, nationally capital ours. (Your spacecraft have came crashing down from space and crashed on our lands close to Kwongtsou, our national capital.)"

"So, what happen? Why come down from cosmos in spacely rockship? Why heard the warlike screams from recording spaceship's yours? We want know how you come here, we also want know background yours and spacely rochship yours. (So, what happened? Why did your spacecraft came crashing down from space? Why are there screams of war from the recordings of your spaceship? We would like to know how you came here, and we are also curious of your background and your spacecraft.)"

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@Lurking Shadow

They can’t interfere now, if the ritual were to be interrupted at this stage…

But before finishing his thought, he directed his Ghasts to incapacitate them without bloodshed as their unpurified blood may taint the spell. Well, at least that was the plan before one of them left the camera flash on. While a flash is merely annoying to most, to the Hive Priests (which are adapted for dark environments) this sudden change in light is painful causing one of them to fumble and miss the sacrifice. This would prove disastrous, and with Nuthrix and the Hive Priests briefly were at varying degrees of shock.

The red mist in the center, which have been feeding off of the essence of the sacrifices, was now interrupted much like a blood vessel clotting and the heart is unable to pump blood. After a brief period of inactivity, the mist began to fluctuate wildly before condensing into a miniature storm with blood red clouds. While it lasted briefly, it was no less terrible and electrocuted the remaining sacrifices and a Hive Priest to death rather painfully before dissipating.


"Suka blyat! Look what your camera has d-d--"
"Arrghh!!!"

You ignorant humans made a mistake coming here…

Nuthrix communicated mentally


"Mommy!"
"What the fuck? Am I hearing voices in my head?"
"You- we must be too high on our vodkas!"

"W-what do you mean, creature?!"

Interrupting a uln’vulgtm as demanding as this has dangerous effects, it was fortunate that it was relatively harmless this time around. Not that it matters much as I don’t intend for you to leave.


As Nuthrix whispered through the minds of the humans, the humans also recited what they heard from their minds. But suddenly, a massive fear struck their very hearts and souls.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Sensing a change in Nuthrix's mood, the Ghasts altered their gait. Switching from intimidating (like a beast growling) to a more offensive charge. While the humans had the advantage of range, they did not get to make much use of it due to a combination of being outnumbered and fear. In the chaos, it was clear they needed to choose either fight or flight but the result was the same. After a few minutes it was still 15 Ghasts but the Humans fared poorly, being reduced to little more than several piles of discarded limbs and organs, some even being chewed on by a Ghast. Although one of them managed to elude his pursuers presumably with the camera as well. Time would tell is this would amount to anything...


The humans would try to fight with massive gunpowders and martial arts, but ended up failing miserably, with only one human surviving the encounter...

The lone survivor fearfully rushed for his jeep and dashed away as fast as he could.

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@Lorddiviness

Pherith has been seeking for more trade partners and perhaps even new allies, as the storms of war are now brewing. One particular small, but fancy and advanced organization, has caught the attention of Tikiyachod. And yep, it was the Volcron Initiative.

Tikiyachod was very impressed by the Volcron Initiative's marvelous techs and also the society there. There was no slavery, but there still were many followers faithfully serving a master and these followers were well-treated in return. Tales of Volcron's love story with Risaya, along with rumors of Volcron's ties with the Akastenix Family, has only served to ignite his interest even more.

And so, Tikiyachod conjured a solid, marked illusion of himself and headed to the north, toward what was once the lands of Eiramond. And he was accompanied by seven other Pherithian elites.

"Greetings there, I am Tikiyachod, the Emperor of Pherith and the Third Cakemaster. I am seeking for an audience from Volcron Akastenin, the Head Felgineer of the Initiative."

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@BirdofParadise
Southern Wars (continuation)


The Pherithians gladly helped the Lanceliners regroup and reinforce. Besides that, they have also brought along quite an impressive number of skyships and battlemages as well. Anticipating any sudden attacks from Aranor, the Pherithians quickly built six force field generators, conjuring a shield blanketing most of the free Lanceliner lands from hostile artillery.

Afterwards, the Pherithian agreed to take the lead of the Lanceliners with pleasure.

***

By the time the Pherithian reinforcement came in Articia, it has already fallen to the Aranorian Confederacy. Arriving from the west, they were spotted by a Griffegus patrol group, a few kilometers before the Griffegus blockade fleet. They warned the rest of the occupying force in Articia before they came closer. Seeing the Pherithian flag, they warned them.

"Ahoy! Pherithian mainlanders! You're in the territory of Articia, a member nation of the Aranorian Confederacy! Continue your approach or we will be forced to fire a warning shot regardless of our situation. Continue to do so, and you will have declared war against Articia, and the whole Aranorian Confederacy." A loudspeaker voice came from one of the patrol group's three cruiser frigates.


"What?" the Pherithian fleet responded with a loudspeaker of their own, "Since when did Articia become a member of the Aranorian Confederacy?!"
"Articia was fighting against the Aranorian Confederacy, no? Is this a puppet regime of some kind? We await your response. We kindly ask you to prove that Articia voluntarily joined your confederacy, without any military or economic pressure."

...
...

***

Pherith issued an ultimatum to the Aranorian Confederacy, demanding the Confederacy secede from Articia and Lanceline, while also restoring Articia to an indepentent nation. It was also said that the Articians were forced against their will to kneel down before a puppet regime backed by military might. Otherwise, Pherith has expressed its intent to go for a war and put an end to its "Nazism".

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Shady Wooers


The Aranorians agreed with both Peiyangese and Indian's trade agreements. They also asked what their relations with the Revital Whampoans are.

This aside, new trade routes opened, and like that of the Revitals, the economy strengthened for the Aranorians. This had great effects as well to Articia. With it being one of the Aranorian Confederacy, it was included in being open for trade, although its economy is still monopolize by the Confederacy.


The Peiyangese and the Indians expressed their pleasure and anticipation, upon hearing Aranorian response.

"Our relations with the Whampoan Reich are going not too warm, but not too cold either. It is somewhere in the middle, with some cooperation and silence. We are generally normal trade partners with Whampoa, sometimes we work together but sometimes we have conflicts of interest with Whampoa." replied the Peiyangese diplomatic team.

With the entrance of Aranorian presence in Peiyang and India, the economy in these two nations greatly flourished and thrived. The sudden spike of interactions and trades across both planets of Earth and Vestroya, has also greatly pushed the world economy and culture as well.
@Lorddiviness

I am back, yay!

Sorry for the wait, am now drafting a roleplay reply! ^^
And patience is virtue, my homie :)

@Trackten
Thank you for telling him that :)
And I can relate when you said you had a lot to catch up... well, me too ^^

I am currently busy figuring out a reply for the Egilians, uhh I mean, Raegalians
HEYYYYY!!!! Pleasancer Patience Catarina Benediction De Bliss is here


yo

P.S. for others, I will come back soon, no worries ^^
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