The Kingdom of AvalanchiaInABox

The camera orb produces a vid of Avos by the front lines,

"I can now see why the Kaiserin has not completely overtaken this country! There isn't any point, you all are so concerned about festivities and entertainment, there is no threat here.

With such slouches running things, these people that are fighting have more reason to overthrow things to get progress done.

We will not wait any longer, we will march right up their front door! Let them entertain themselves in distractions from the real issues!

Let the Re-ordering begin!"

The Populace Army surges forward, they fling more and more Molotov's at td's barricade. Being well trained troops the men at the barricade aren't too phased, and keep trying to keep back the incoming insurgence as best they can with all the EMP going off. They are still able to get enough shots off to take out a number of the threat.

Some of the people are shaken and scared into fleeing, but even more surge forward. There is still enough to get past the barrier and utterly overwhelm td's troops. A streak of ball lightning (from yours truly) lights up the sky and hits one of the Avalancian flags that stand behind the barricade, seeing it fall gets the group to cheer and quicken their pace!

Spoiler:

My apologies that this action post came after a month. I think I am in the groove of my new work to not let things overwhelm me anymore!

Oh, please.

There's a reason I wanted Education, and that is my Children's Army. Focused on playtime, learning life skills, friendship and beating the crap of whatever comes their way. Avos, quit your bullshit and stand down, or I'll get the failed Eurovision contestants to sing for you.

StuckInABox wrote:
Also, Cake is now illegal.

Do you mean cake or cake? Because the latter is our major export and the main reason tourists come to Avalanchia. Banning it would cause a serious impact on our economy.

Pineapple wrote: Avos, quit your bullshit and stand down, or I'll get the failed Eurovision contestants to sing for you.

I have Jemini waiting on standby...

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.


I HAVE HAD IT.

WITH THESE MOTHERFUCKING REBELS

IN MY MOTHERFUCKING COUNTRY.


Call in the Battlecrow. I'm done with diplomacy.

Hold on, i can fix all of this!

All ABOARD!

THE LOVE TRAIN!

The ONE time I look in this thread.... JD.

yesssss

Cake is illegal too duh.

Also Ansem, you get a raise for your good work with Love. A big batch of Brownies. Very special brownies.

TD stood on top of a building. He watched as the civilians walked into his flying fortress. The battlecrusier "Crow", dubbed "BattleCrow" for simplicity. Meant to sustain people for extended periods of time. He watched as the rebel forces marched towards the city, with their weapons ready. He watched it all, and hung his head.

"Sir! We need to get you out of here!"

A soldier stood behind him, saluting.

TD shook his head, and looked back to the advancing army.

"Leave. Go now. Escort everyone to safety. Civilians take top priority, but make sure the Negotiator makes it. We're going to need him. I'm staying here."

"But Sir-"

"Go. That's an order."

TD picked up a rifle, and walked back to his position. Fortified as best he could, he stood on the edge of the building and took aim at any soldier in range.

The fight's not over... not yet.

Okay, here's the plan. You guys restrain and disarm Avos and you bring him to me. I've just put the finishing touches on my very special re-education facility. Strictly for emergencies and war crimes, you understand.

Oh, I do love moulding minds...

God damnit. Why have none of you submitted the specs of these devices to the Ministry of Information? If this weren't an emergency, I would seize these post-haste, but given the circumstances, I'll allow another chance to submit the specs and blueprints in triplicate before my robotic underlings are forced to take the devices by force. Forcefully.

With a heavy sigh, Requiem pulled up his own projection system "You who desire change, before things escalate any higher I wish to speak with you. I will be unarmed, and you will be granted safe passage. Come to one of the Casino's. There is no need for further aggressions. I will be waiting for you." He said closing the program.

Mad as he may be, Requiem understood that Avos was right, the people were indeed suffering, although not so severely as what they were told. Things would have to change, and this war was just making things worse.

Ansem looked up and wondered why he was thinking about himself in the third person. For that matter, was he even thinking this? Or was someone just typing some random crap in a little box. But then he remembered that doing such things would be incredibly silly and stupid, so he probably wouldn't be doing that. Could you imagine, though?

Oh yeah, i was doing something important.



Choo choo motherfuckers.

Requiem wrote:With a heavy sigh, Requiem pulled up his own projection system "You who desire change, before things escalate any higher I wish to speak with you. I will be unarmed, and you will be granted safe passage. Come to one of the Casino's. There is no need for further aggressions. I will be waiting for you." He said closing the program.

Mad as he may be, Requiem understood that Avos was right, the people were indeed suffering, although not so severely as what they were told. Things would have to change, and this war was just making things worse.

What exactly is your minister position? Why are you going to try and schedule negotiations with the Enemy without going through higher ups first?

I am Minister of Chance. I am taking a chance that negotiations could work, and I have spoken with the great negotiator on the matter.

Chance is bullshit. Leave it to the real ministries.

Like education. Or should I say in this case, re-education. And Truth. Weldar and I can straighten this out. With permission from the Prime Minister and the royals, of course.

Chance is hardly something that we can use to win this war. It is a noble Ministry to study and grow with, but not one that takes any priority when it comes to War Negotiations with the Enemy.

*The Great Negotiator is escorted off the barricades by a platoon of Commandos, ducking as bullets whiz by his head, as td's troops, following his orders, slowly retreat*

Troops, make sure the Minister of Peace makes it out of there alive. His efforts to cover your retreat are noble, but we can't afford to lose someone as important as him.

Requiem, to be honest, you should have consulted me before making your request; the only communication you shared with me was after-the-fact asking me to come along. To which I said yes, as negotiations are one of the primary concerns of my position. In the future, I would prefer if you consult me before attempting to open diplomatic channels.

That all said, you are right, we have had enough of this war, and the time for talking is at hand. Avos, as our Minister of Chance stated my offer still stands. Put down your arms and talk, and we can come to an agreement mutually beneficial to all our people.

"Boom. Headshot."

TD stood on top of his building, rifle in hand. Sure it was hard to aim between the copper mesh, but that didn't stop his headshot counter from going up.

"Wave goodbye to your head..."

Inside his bubble, he was safe. His shields worked. His rifle worked. Everything was fine.

"thanks for standing still."

The rhythm of the bolt action was second nature. He wasn't sure how long he had been on the roof. Hadn't bothered to take a break yet. It didn't matter. He was buying the time his troops needed to get everyone to safety.

The assault rifle lay nearby, in case people got a little too close to the building. The sword lay beside it. But for now, the sniper rifle was fine. Everything was fine, for now.

Click-BOOM-click

Another round gone, another round in. Simple, yet so effective. The rhythm was easy to get into, once he found it.

TD stood upon his tower, bravado and inner monologue included. But then something entered his bubble. It moved fast, and it snatched him right from his building, just as he was monologuing about being so cool and smart and handsome to boot. As the minister of peace looked to see what snatched him up, he could suddenly hear the music very clear. The love train

At the head of the train, there was Ansem, wearing a purple glitter hat and a big bright button that said: Dr Feelgood. Td wanted to inner monologue some more, but there was no time, since Ansem was saying something.

"Bitch, why you people gotta be so moody and killing, you could get arrested for that shit. Anyway, can i drop you off somewhere? Sorry about your stuff, it's probably destroyed since my Love train choo choo-ed all over it. And with that i mean all your stuff that was designed for killing. Sorry..."

The train seems to be keeping Avos men at bay. They don't seem interested in attacking it. Do they think it may be lethal? Or perhaps they have been won over by the train's poetic charm..?

I'm sure that they are not attacking it out of shear thought that it isn't a threat. If it where to attack or hurt someone then it wouldn't be a 'love train' then would it.

Avos orders his men to hold their ground for the time being, to answer a message.

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Avos receives the letter. Sending one back through Orbmail channels, to say,

"Mighty brave of you Requiem, to go above superiors to send this to me. But you may as well inform them that I shall only speak with the King and Queen themselves alone, and at a neutral location. They are the only ones that need to know what this prophesy holds."

I will arrange such a meeting, but as the Great Negotiator of Avalanchia, I must insist that you allow me to attend to oversee proceedings, and negotiate between both sides. Not to mention to watch the Royals' backs.

The Minister of Chance could ideally attend as well; as he was the one who arranged it. If these conditions don't suit you, please voice yourself before randomly attacking again or something. We can come to an arrangement; we can make a deal.

Avos, we need a response. This war can not drag on. Though you mean well in your own little world, people are getting hurt.

Absolutly and of course I can understand your worries. And people will stop getting hurt only if I have an nagotiation setting with only the King and Queen, no one else. I can assure everyone of their safety as I am not one who works with deceitful mannerisms.

Of course, I can not allow you to meet with the King and Queen privately.

As Prime Minister, it is my active duty and within my extremely large area of power to attend in observation and guard.