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If the cold war ignited
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Knights Cliff
It had been a long week, he had inspected the many upcoming projects most of them were military in nature. If a war was to break out, they would be ready.
6 days till the ball
Charles had been taken secretly to a large building outside of town, there were hundreds of armed guards protecting the compound. It looked as if it were to house a single very massive air ship. And he became slightly excited at the fact. Because this projected had cost quite a bit but was relatively cheap to the average airship. As he entered the large hanger the only thing he could see was a small mechanical device it was on three wheels and covered by a blanket.
A man in a sharp uniform gripped the edge of the sheet and whisked it off.
There sat a vehicle, canoe in shape with two very large wings coming out its sides, and a small tail with triangles sticking out from each direction giving it three in total. It had a glass screen where two men could sit. The man in the back apparently flew using two levers, and the man in the front operated what seemed to be a large caliber gun. It had two barrels that fed into a cylinder. It was quite an odd gun.
The man explained that this device was an "Ornthropter" it had a large hydrogen powered engine that moved the wings much like a ducks. Giving them forward and back wards flight. The weapon on the front was what he called "A rapid fire rifle" The recoil of the rifle pulled the slide back and pushed in another shell. It was very basic making it very reliable. Under the gun it had a single ammo can that fed into it. The final weapon was a 50 lb bomb that could be fitted to the under side
He cocked an eyebrow and looked to the man "How many can we make in the next year? It took you seven years to just give me this." His question was very blunt but honest. "The uniformed man simply smiled " Sir the aircoprs currently has 1,000 read for action." With that an unseen person flipped on the rest of the lights. And there in the hanger were the rest of the aircrafts. Lord Charles smiled and looked to him "pilots trained?" The man nodded once "I guess you'll be needing a raise then." After that they enjoyed a nice brunch and a very active airshow the aircraft were extremely quick and nimble they had hydrogen pumped into their extra spaces. They had a reserve oxygen tank for pilots and the engine for extrememlyt high altitude climbs.
5 days until the ball
He was being drug out on a picnic with the family, which he actually enjoyed very much. He played for a long while with his boy, chase, catch, and many other games. He told stories and listens to stories. He loved nothing more than to spend time with his family
4 days until the ball.
He was brought to a military fort several leagues from the hanger, it would seem his special decision loved working out in the middle of no where. Here they were producing top notch walkers, but the oddest contraption was the warship they had built in the water. It was of impressive size boasting 9, 16in guns, and 18 5 in guns. And a single massive 32in gun. Her armory was well stocked. Though he saw not a single sailor on bored and soon it was obvious that it was actually a massive land walker. It slowly rose form the waters draining its self and began its climb towards them. He spent the rest of the day insoecting such a magnificent creation it had state of the art weapons, and aiming ability. It even had flak guns mounted on it. They called it a "Land Ship" and it was built to suit the name. It was just shy of 1000 ft long. He was invtied to attend dinner but had to decline.
3 Days until the ball.
He got word on his new special operations unit and their training. It was all going very well. He spent the day administrating and working on paper work.
2 Days until the ball
He put in two requests for water and land onthropter carriers. He then attend to the balls arrangement.
It would be held outside of his home in a large dome structure. The floor had been modified to a lovely red wood, and finished with a dark stain giving it a maroon color. The flags of every nation hung in above a large stage where, the collations orchestra would play. They were beyond excellent and could play any piece of music from first read to perfection. He had a copy of each nations anthem if they had one on hand and ready for then to play. There were expensive seats being situated on the sides for the ladies and gentlemen to be seated during breaks. Chefs and cooks prepared their working areas ready to begin the cooking. His chefs could cook anything and with that in mind made a twenty page menu, where the finer folk could order their traditional foods of the home land. He expected spouses and friends to be accompanied by each of their guest. He knew at least 100 of his closest friends and their families would be in attendance.
1 day before the ball.
He relaxed and was getting his shit ready for the next day. Lounging around his home not really caring to do much. His guests would be staying in a large five story building five minutes from the concert hall where the ball was. Each one would have their own suite and cook to cater to their needs.
The ball
Charles and his beautiful wife waited patiently for the guests to arrive. They idley chit chatted, and soon the first guests arrived they created the local nobles with handshakes and affectionate greetings. But still he waited for the other nations to arrive....
It had been a long week, he had inspected the many upcoming projects most of them were military in nature. If a war was to break out, they would be ready.
6 days till the ball
Charles had been taken secretly to a large building outside of town, there were hundreds of armed guards protecting the compound. It looked as if it were to house a single very massive air ship. And he became slightly excited at the fact. Because this projected had cost quite a bit but was relatively cheap to the average airship. As he entered the large hanger the only thing he could see was a small mechanical device it was on three wheels and covered by a blanket.
A man in a sharp uniform gripped the edge of the sheet and whisked it off.
There sat a vehicle, canoe in shape with two very large wings coming out its sides, and a small tail with triangles sticking out from each direction giving it three in total. It had a glass screen where two men could sit. The man in the back apparently flew using two levers, and the man in the front operated what seemed to be a large caliber gun. It had two barrels that fed into a cylinder. It was quite an odd gun.
The man explained that this device was an "Ornthropter" it had a large hydrogen powered engine that moved the wings much like a ducks. Giving them forward and back wards flight. The weapon on the front was what he called "A rapid fire rifle" The recoil of the rifle pulled the slide back and pushed in another shell. It was very basic making it very reliable. Under the gun it had a single ammo can that fed into it. The final weapon was a 50 lb bomb that could be fitted to the under side
He cocked an eyebrow and looked to the man "How many can we make in the next year? It took you seven years to just give me this." His question was very blunt but honest. "The uniformed man simply smiled " Sir the aircoprs currently has 1,000 read for action." With that an unseen person flipped on the rest of the lights. And there in the hanger were the rest of the aircrafts. Lord Charles smiled and looked to him "pilots trained?" The man nodded once "I guess you'll be needing a raise then." After that they enjoyed a nice brunch and a very active airshow the aircraft were extremely quick and nimble they had hydrogen pumped into their extra spaces. They had a reserve oxygen tank for pilots and the engine for extrememlyt high altitude climbs.
5 days until the ball
He was being drug out on a picnic with the family, which he actually enjoyed very much. He played for a long while with his boy, chase, catch, and many other games. He told stories and listens to stories. He loved nothing more than to spend time with his family
4 days until the ball.
He was brought to a military fort several leagues from the hanger, it would seem his special decision loved working out in the middle of no where. Here they were producing top notch walkers, but the oddest contraption was the warship they had built in the water. It was of impressive size boasting 9, 16in guns, and 18 5 in guns. And a single massive 32in gun. Her armory was well stocked. Though he saw not a single sailor on bored and soon it was obvious that it was actually a massive land walker. It slowly rose form the waters draining its self and began its climb towards them. He spent the rest of the day insoecting such a magnificent creation it had state of the art weapons, and aiming ability. It even had flak guns mounted on it. They called it a "Land Ship" and it was built to suit the name. It was just shy of 1000 ft long. He was invtied to attend dinner but had to decline.
3 Days until the ball.
He got word on his new special operations unit and their training. It was all going very well. He spent the day administrating and working on paper work.
2 Days until the ball
He put in two requests for water and land onthropter carriers. He then attend to the balls arrangement.
It would be held outside of his home in a large dome structure. The floor had been modified to a lovely red wood, and finished with a dark stain giving it a maroon color. The flags of every nation hung in above a large stage where, the collations orchestra would play. They were beyond excellent and could play any piece of music from first read to perfection. He had a copy of each nations anthem if they had one on hand and ready for then to play. There were expensive seats being situated on the sides for the ladies and gentlemen to be seated during breaks. Chefs and cooks prepared their working areas ready to begin the cooking. His chefs could cook anything and with that in mind made a twenty page menu, where the finer folk could order their traditional foods of the home land. He expected spouses and friends to be accompanied by each of their guest. He knew at least 100 of his closest friends and their families would be in attendance.
1 day before the ball.
He relaxed and was getting his shit ready for the next day. Lounging around his home not really caring to do much. His guests would be staying in a large five story building five minutes from the concert hall where the ball was. Each one would have their own suite and cook to cater to their needs.
The ball
Charles and his beautiful wife waited patiently for the guests to arrive. They idley chit chatted, and soon the first guests arrived they created the local nobles with handshakes and affectionate greetings. But still he waited for the other nations to arrive....
I'm off of the boat. I'll post a picture when I get a laptop.
All who are apart of the ball in going to post now. :)
All who are apart of the ball in going to post now. :)
Missy said
I would love for your ambassadors to meet my dragon. Can we make something work?
And yes we can, but imma be gone for like six days. U less you can do it in the next hour
Alright I'm out! I'll be back in six days! Try not to start a war with out me :( and I hope to see you all when I get back.
If you have to take a break for real life let eemmtt know!
Very fun :) mouse I liked your post.
Also I leave in twooo hours.
Also I leave in twooo hours.
My most recent post was huge I am sorry.
The armies of the young king rarely lost a battle. For each death they took five with them. In the end the remaining kingdoms met with the new power and signed a peace treaty which is known as the Mercy Pact. They relinquished control and took seats as governors. The steam collation was born.
Stet
The waters around the massive coastal city were never warm enough though they never had a harsh winter. Scientists suspect that there were possible underwater currents that carried cold water from the north down to stet's coast. The navy had a very large presence here, sailors milled about going about their jobs or taking some liberty. There was a small naval base located further down the shore. It was too small for a ship to dock but large enough to house a thousend men. It was well fortified and looked very daunting, massive coastal guns pointed outwards while smaller guns pointed inwards. There were military emplacements everywhere. Though there was no war, it was constantly on a state of high alert.
Lord Byron, was dressed in his physical training gear, which consisted of small tan shorts and a white undershirt that was three sizes to small. The shirt had "instructor" stenciled on the back of it and his name on the front. He was in incredible shape, had short red hair, and a thick red mustache that covered his mouth. His job had been the steam guard advisor for the king, but in recent months found himself on a new mission. His job was pour over almost every record of every military unit and find the best of the best. He had to choose 1750 test subjects. It took him and a staff of ten months to complete their list.
Every man on the list was an accomplished, soldier,Sailor, or airman. They were physically and mentally the best the country had to offer. 250 of the men who did not meet the age standers were to become instructors after going through the prescribed course themselves. The main physical training course lasted five months, it consisted of 10 mile beach runs, push ups, sit ups, laying in the fridges surf, running obstical courses, learning how to work small landing crafts, intense swimming which could range from 5 miles to 8 miles, Under water swimming, weighted swimming, drowning exercises, and any other excerises the instructor could throw at them. Out of the 250 only 100 made it.
Lord Byron of course held a majority of the records. He was a top competitor in most things always striving to be the best. The next portion the other 150 filled. They were taught basic, advanced, demolition, basic shooting, advanced shooting, recon, stealth ops, parawing drops, and survical techniques. These 150 trained the 100 instructors. In the end the 100 were incredibly strong, and lethal. They had survived what most thought the human body could not undergo. And now these men who didn't meet the initial age limit were to train the younger generations.
The first day started out with a list of instructions, basic and simple. How to make their bed, store equipment and if they wished to quit they had to turn in their rifle, and knife. The next day was medical work, and paperwork. The third day started thirty minutes after they went to bed. They began their first course of push ups, until none could stand, next was a two mile run to the swim area, more push ups in the fridges cold water. Next was buddy carries, and drags. Through the next serval weeks they were taught loyalty, the meaning of intense physical and mental pain, and brotherhood. Everyday was different, yet the same. They were verbally abused and many times physically. There were many drops the first two months 800 had dropped. Only 700 remained. They fought hard and long and were now approaching their final month everyone of them almost dead from exhaustion. Only 600 were left.
Lord Byron stood on the wooden walk way along the beach, his eyes drilling holes into the men as they linked arms in the cold water the six hundred were broken down into 50 man groups. Each group had five primary instructors. Byron's group had it especially rough. "Let's go you weak garbage, I've never seen anyone so weak as you. You're the absolute worst! You've been at this for four months And you think you're good enough to graduate first phase? Bullshit! I should send you back to the beginning. You shouldn't be allowed to have it this easy! Let's go! Push up position! Lock arms! 100! Begin!" His voice was naturally loud, and when he yelled it could be heard for miles, so his colleagues say. The men groaned and as quickly as their worn out bodies could they got into the push up position. Most of the time they plopped into the to tired to carry on. Their buddies would shout and scream for them to get up and eventually they would.
He never let them know how proud of his group he was. They were all hard men, strong and brave. In the final three weeks it wouldt be cake they'd be allowed to rest and recover. Every three weeks they got three days off for recovering, grooming, and to catch up on sleep. After the fifth month they would graduate and form the first "Dead Commandos" their information would be wiped clean, their families think them dead for their eight year term after which they would be paid handsomely. The trainees wore similar clothes to Byron, small tam shorts, and white undershirts that were stenciled "Instructee" followed by their number which they were assigned. After this wash, he'd make them run to the chow hall four miles away for a quick ten minute breakfast. So sad it was only 5am.
This was the new special forces of the steam collation.
Knights cliff
Lord Charles was getting anxious with all the drama recently happening, a trade embargo, trolls and orcs attacking his ally. Things would be very interesting in the next few days when the ball was to happen. He had roughly six days before such a thing would happen . he had received a letter from Byron informing him about his new troops. And he was pleasently surprised. Of course the drop outs were not allowed to leave until the training was completed.
Stet
The waters around the massive coastal city were never warm enough though they never had a harsh winter. Scientists suspect that there were possible underwater currents that carried cold water from the north down to stet's coast. The navy had a very large presence here, sailors milled about going about their jobs or taking some liberty. There was a small naval base located further down the shore. It was too small for a ship to dock but large enough to house a thousend men. It was well fortified and looked very daunting, massive coastal guns pointed outwards while smaller guns pointed inwards. There were military emplacements everywhere. Though there was no war, it was constantly on a state of high alert.
Lord Byron, was dressed in his physical training gear, which consisted of small tan shorts and a white undershirt that was three sizes to small. The shirt had "instructor" stenciled on the back of it and his name on the front. He was in incredible shape, had short red hair, and a thick red mustache that covered his mouth. His job had been the steam guard advisor for the king, but in recent months found himself on a new mission. His job was pour over almost every record of every military unit and find the best of the best. He had to choose 1750 test subjects. It took him and a staff of ten months to complete their list.
Every man on the list was an accomplished, soldier,Sailor, or airman. They were physically and mentally the best the country had to offer. 250 of the men who did not meet the age standers were to become instructors after going through the prescribed course themselves. The main physical training course lasted five months, it consisted of 10 mile beach runs, push ups, sit ups, laying in the fridges surf, running obstical courses, learning how to work small landing crafts, intense swimming which could range from 5 miles to 8 miles, Under water swimming, weighted swimming, drowning exercises, and any other excerises the instructor could throw at them. Out of the 250 only 100 made it.
Lord Byron of course held a majority of the records. He was a top competitor in most things always striving to be the best. The next portion the other 150 filled. They were taught basic, advanced, demolition, basic shooting, advanced shooting, recon, stealth ops, parawing drops, and survical techniques. These 150 trained the 100 instructors. In the end the 100 were incredibly strong, and lethal. They had survived what most thought the human body could not undergo. And now these men who didn't meet the initial age limit were to train the younger generations.
The first day started out with a list of instructions, basic and simple. How to make their bed, store equipment and if they wished to quit they had to turn in their rifle, and knife. The next day was medical work, and paperwork. The third day started thirty minutes after they went to bed. They began their first course of push ups, until none could stand, next was a two mile run to the swim area, more push ups in the fridges cold water. Next was buddy carries, and drags. Through the next serval weeks they were taught loyalty, the meaning of intense physical and mental pain, and brotherhood. Everyday was different, yet the same. They were verbally abused and many times physically. There were many drops the first two months 800 had dropped. Only 700 remained. They fought hard and long and were now approaching their final month everyone of them almost dead from exhaustion. Only 600 were left.
Lord Byron stood on the wooden walk way along the beach, his eyes drilling holes into the men as they linked arms in the cold water the six hundred were broken down into 50 man groups. Each group had five primary instructors. Byron's group had it especially rough. "Let's go you weak garbage, I've never seen anyone so weak as you. You're the absolute worst! You've been at this for four months And you think you're good enough to graduate first phase? Bullshit! I should send you back to the beginning. You shouldn't be allowed to have it this easy! Let's go! Push up position! Lock arms! 100! Begin!" His voice was naturally loud, and when he yelled it could be heard for miles, so his colleagues say. The men groaned and as quickly as their worn out bodies could they got into the push up position. Most of the time they plopped into the to tired to carry on. Their buddies would shout and scream for them to get up and eventually they would.
He never let them know how proud of his group he was. They were all hard men, strong and brave. In the final three weeks it wouldt be cake they'd be allowed to rest and recover. Every three weeks they got three days off for recovering, grooming, and to catch up on sleep. After the fifth month they would graduate and form the first "Dead Commandos" their information would be wiped clean, their families think them dead for their eight year term after which they would be paid handsomely. The trainees wore similar clothes to Byron, small tam shorts, and white undershirts that were stenciled "Instructee" followed by their number which they were assigned. After this wash, he'd make them run to the chow hall four miles away for a quick ten minute breakfast. So sad it was only 5am.
This was the new special forces of the steam collation.
Knights cliff
Lord Charles was getting anxious with all the drama recently happening, a trade embargo, trolls and orcs attacking his ally. Things would be very interesting in the next few days when the ball was to happen. He had roughly six days before such a thing would happen . he had received a letter from Byron informing him about his new troops. And he was pleasently surprised. Of course the drop outs were not allowed to leave until the training was completed.
Enough explosives brings any gate down
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