The Drones moved forward from Fort Benjamin like, well, insects.
The IND captured one of Natura's Queyn's, and were using them to make cheap, efficient insect soldiers.
The Queyn issued orders via the hive mind she established at birth.
Search. Eradicate. Search. Eradicate. she repeated over and over in the insect's feeble minds.
A Throne escort glided over the surface of the sand at the Feild of Benjamin prepairing for the showdown by ingraining into the ground and using their glyph rings to form turrets.
"It's the first major battle," whispered a long obselete Arkknight. The only place where his kind were needed was at the Chancellor's Palace as honor gaurds to Chancellor Versaii.
"Doesn't mean we're done," said his comrade in the Throne next to him, clenching the controls of his blaster.
***
Torren sat in the chair next to Tydus at the temporary Parliament on the Feild of Benjamin, incessantly poking him.
"Torren," hissed Tydus, nearly screaming in anger as Prime Minister Sheilds layed out the battle plan, she being elected War Minister after Timothy rebelled and went to live with his brothers Jacob and Chancellor Versaii at the IND Fort Talisman. "There is a time and a place to be an annoying little shaza. A Parliamentary meeting with Honor Gaurd Mother standing right behind us is not that time."
Torren frowned. "I am not a fly," he retorted, hearing the word for the first time in a while.
Mother growled behind them, wishing for a reason to snap someone's neck but realizing murder is wrong.
Tydus reached for his glass of Ambrosia just as Torren decided to poke his stomach.
The semiacidic substance spewed from his mouth.
"TORREN AQUARIUS OCEANIUS!" Tydus screamed in a mad rage, not caring how many Parliamentarians were listening. "YOU BAZKA! YOU DESPOSI! YOU MALIKIAN! SCUM OF THE EARTH, PAY ATTENTION TO THE FLIPPING PRIME MINISTER'S FLIPPING SPEECH!"
Torren cowered on the floor, and Mrs. Sheilds cleared her throat.
"Mr. Oceanius," she said in her clear, bell-like voice as Tydus' cheeks turned lava-red. "If you're done, may we continue?"
Tydus' voice was barely audiable.
"Yes, Excellency," he replied, helping Torren up and giving him an apology handshake before sitting down.
Mother started poking them both.
The IND captured one of Natura's Queyn's, and were using them to make cheap, efficient insect soldiers.
The Queyn issued orders via the hive mind she established at birth.
Search. Eradicate. Search. Eradicate. she repeated over and over in the insect's feeble minds.
A Throne escort glided over the surface of the sand at the Feild of Benjamin prepairing for the showdown by ingraining into the ground and using their glyph rings to form turrets.
"It's the first major battle," whispered a long obselete Arkknight. The only place where his kind were needed was at the Chancellor's Palace as honor gaurds to Chancellor Versaii.
"Doesn't mean we're done," said his comrade in the Throne next to him, clenching the controls of his blaster.
***
Torren sat in the chair next to Tydus at the temporary Parliament on the Feild of Benjamin, incessantly poking him.
"Torren," hissed Tydus, nearly screaming in anger as Prime Minister Sheilds layed out the battle plan, she being elected War Minister after Timothy rebelled and went to live with his brothers Jacob and Chancellor Versaii at the IND Fort Talisman. "There is a time and a place to be an annoying little shaza. A Parliamentary meeting with Honor Gaurd Mother standing right behind us is not that time."
Torren frowned. "I am not a fly," he retorted, hearing the word for the first time in a while.
Mother growled behind them, wishing for a reason to snap someone's neck but realizing murder is wrong.
Tydus reached for his glass of Ambrosia just as Torren decided to poke his stomach.
The semiacidic substance spewed from his mouth.
"TORREN AQUARIUS OCEANIUS!" Tydus screamed in a mad rage, not caring how many Parliamentarians were listening. "YOU BAZKA! YOU DESPOSI! YOU MALIKIAN! SCUM OF THE EARTH, PAY ATTENTION TO THE FLIPPING PRIME MINISTER'S FLIPPING SPEECH!"
Torren cowered on the floor, and Mrs. Sheilds cleared her throat.
"Mr. Oceanius," she said in her clear, bell-like voice as Tydus' cheeks turned lava-red. "If you're done, may we continue?"
Tydus' voice was barely audiable.
"Yes, Excellency," he replied, helping Torren up and giving him an apology handshake before sitting down.
Mother started poking them both.
Gender:Female
Personality:reckless, bold, lonely
Meranden (nickname:denny) is a robber who only robs because of a person who talks to her through telepathy, but she doesn't know who is talking to her. All she knows is whenever the person wants something and she refuses to get it, she feels a very sharp pain throughout her body for an unlimited amount of time. She can tell the person she'll get the item through telepathy too. They meet up (though the person is invisible) and she gives the item(s) to the mysterious person and then she's free for a couple months. During that time frame, she enjoys life like a regular person, and always wishes she can meet Sonic the Hedgehog. Only when the mysterious person asks for something, is when she'll gear up with her gadgets and suit. She also has the ability to copy her opponent in any movement or power. She can do a homing attack and spin dash too like Sonic.
Name:Bunny
Age:21
Love interest:Shane(she has a crush on him)
Life:She ran away from her home at the age of 14. She later met Emily and her friends. Bla bla bla, she later met Shock the dog. Bla bla bla, she later met Shane, bla bla bla. She is afraid of guns.
Other:She lives in the human world[a.k.a my dream world] but later left to Sonic's world. And lives on the Jaguar Islands.
Drinks:No, that's Emily's job.(I'm sorry Emily)
Weapons:Gun,Knife,And that's all.
Looks like:Is a green rabbit.
Clothes:Wears a green short shirt, her pants are Military green. She also wears green sunglasses.
Likes:Sunglasses (more like an obsession), dogs.
Dislikes:Anybody who "kills" sunglasses(long story). Getting hit.
Obsess with:Sunglasses (long story).
Eye color: Green.
Finally I'm done with her bio!
Age:21
Love interest:Shane(she has a crush on him)
Life:She ran away from her home at the age of 14. She later met Emily and her friends. Bla bla bla, she later met Shock the dog. Bla bla bla, she later met Shane, bla bla bla. She is afraid of guns.
Other:She lives in the human world[a.k.a my dream world] but later left to Sonic's world. And lives on the Jaguar Islands.
Drinks:No, that's Emily's job.(I'm sorry Emily)
Weapons:Gun,Knife,And that's all.
Looks like:Is a green rabbit.
Clothes:Wears a green short shirt, her pants are Military green. She also wears green sunglasses.
Likes:Sunglasses (more like an obsession), dogs.
Dislikes:Anybody who "kills" sunglasses(long story). Getting hit.
Obsess with:Sunglasses (long story).
Eye color: Green.
Finally I'm done with her bio!
Written and copyrighted by Zane Luxuria Zenon
Loud and obnoxious shrieks of utter terror were unleashed through the walls of the deceased man who was only referred to as The Doctor. It was no surprise for people indigenous to the area, which is a grand total of one. Screams happen all the time, and he despises them. The very person who causes the yelling is the one who hates it, irony at it's finest. His name is Dsy, a teenage boy who has Amnesia and short-term memory loss.
"I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you!"
His angry remark was followed by the clanking sound of a cleaver. His generic black clothes were slathered in in blood. He smirked at the decapitated head of yet another victim.
"Another sin for humanity, another strain on my blade."
Loud and obnoxious shrieks of utter terror were unleashed through the walls of the deceased man who was only referred to as The Doctor. It was no surprise for people indigenous to the area, which is a grand total of one. Screams happen all the time, and he despises them. The very person who causes the yelling is the one who hates it, irony at it's finest. His name is Dsy, a teenage boy who has Amnesia and short-term memory loss.
"I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you!"
His angry remark was followed by the clanking sound of a cleaver. His generic black clothes were slathered in in blood. He smirked at the decapitated head of yet another victim.
"Another sin for humanity, another strain on my blade."