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Post by Lucien DeChain on Oct 17, 2013 18:13:18 GMT -8
Lucien was ready. This was it, after all, no going back now.
He had made his preparations, called his troops, and now with his eight Specters and squads of Dragons, Gods and Crows, he prepared to take the left flank, waiting for his allies to get into their positions, and the signal to be given.
"Luc, are you sure about this?" Wedge asked.
"I am. Are you?" He asked, glancing at his friend.
"You know I'll follow you to hell."
{OOC: 60 Dragons, 80 Gods and 15 Crows NPC army, including personal squad, not including Wedge (PNPC). Final numbers including Lucien on Left Flank: 157.}
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Kyrie Blaze
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Ex-Shadow Dragon
Sív pide köd. And I Shall Choose Love.
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Post by Kyrie Blaze on Oct 17, 2013 18:19:49 GMT -8
With Levi vanishing (maybe he stayed behind, she didn't know; all she knew was that he wasn't here), Kyrie stepped up to lead the Apprentices and a task force to run the rear distraction team.
"Right! Stick together as much as possible, play to your strengths and try to double up your qi and use them in tandem! Communicate! Do not get split off from one another, be ready for threats immediately descending on us. Call if you need help, if you notice anything. Stay alive, focus on living, and I guarantee you, we will raise hell, here! They will not forget us!"
She had her tears, she had her items, and the mask that was waiting for her.
. o O ( Forces Distributed to this Force: 80 Dragons, 120 Gods, 10 Crows. )
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Aryn Valcoph
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Oct 17, 2013 18:22:26 GMT -8
Aryn was with Kyrie's team. No idea where Levi was, but, truth be told. She didn't care. She was already pumped for this, and danced on the balls of her feet, shifting her weight back and forth.
"Bring it, fuckers. I want a good drink and hot bath after this."
It was the little things that would make this worth it. She wasn't here to die for this stupid shit.
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Post by Your Mom~ on Oct 17, 2013 18:26:08 GMT -8
A full platoon under her control. One hundred and sixty one men risking their lives for the greater good. One hundred Dragons, sixty Gods, ten Crows. The front and center...there was no turning back now.
She opened her left hand, a candy tear. Her hands and nose healed instantly, and she ripped the bandages from her skin.
"Let's make it a good one."
She called to her men, adjusting the Blazing Legends on her shoulders. She had a utility belt with her last minute buffs, and a steel bo staff ready in her hands.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 17, 2013 18:32:57 GMT -8
Delilah stood on the precipice as she moved to what would be the left flank, watching as Crows delicately hauled the four by six pieces of plywood to what would be the front line. All five hundred plywood boards were hurriedly being laid out from edge to edge length-wise, and then moved down width-wise.
She stood in her Valkyrie armour, no longer in the robes of the First, but in her dress as a warrior. Armed to the teeth, all her knives, her sword. Behind her, other Crows were setting up behind the lines that she, Olesya and Lucien were holding, mounting the potato canons and loading the frozen potatoes as ammunition near them. Archers strung their bows, forming a line behind them all, handing them out to the other soilders from the Dragons or Gods that wanted them, even giving a brief rundown on how to use them if needed.
Delilah's heart pounded as she stared with hard eyes ahead of her. The five members of Tengu she brought with her, Sergei, Talon, Birch, Cain and Nick. This was it. It all came down to this. And maybe this wasn't the end, in any sense, but maybe it was.
And she would kill to make sure it wasn't the end of them.
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Post by John Nemo on Oct 17, 2013 18:38:11 GMT -8
John adjusted his crow armor, donning a black cowboy hat for the battle.
"This suit makes mah balls itch, and I feel like im wearin' a thong. Don' ask how I know what that feels like."
He was with Delilah, and would be guarding her through this first major test of his Crow Career.
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Levi Kayamei
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Oct 17, 2013 18:40:33 GMT -8
Levi walked up from behind Kyrie to her side, hands crossed behind his back, "Thank you Kyrie, well said." Levi looked at the troops they had, "You heard the lady! Communication is key! I will monitor the battlefield as much as I can, but if you need help, please call out!"
Levi did a quick inventory of his tears and faculties. He had everything he hoped he would need. Despite his disapproval of the strategy, he would not allow his loved ones to fall without being able to say he gave it his all.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Oct 17, 2013 18:44:49 GMT -8
Rai would follow from behind silently. He had no reason to waste breath. Now was time to stay focused. Now was time to prepare not to die, but to kill.
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Kyrie Blaze
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Post by Kyrie Blaze on Oct 17, 2013 18:46:17 GMT -8
Kyrie's blue eyes veered to Levi, appraising and calm. Completely battle ready. She gave him a simple nod, warrior to warrior. Now that he was here, he could command. She moved off, posture straight and proud.
And confident.
She displayed no weakness for the troops, footsteps serene.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 17, 2013 18:49:46 GMT -8
Bastille ordered her men into their positions- guarding the rear flanks. It was her job to guard against in coming reinforcements and as to that job, she had all the bases covered. She stood amongst a group of 5 crows, keeping them on communication since gods seems to lack a nack for it. Some other 5 crows were scattered, their only job being communication. The gods were on the initial offensive and the dragons were watching the forward march. Everyone was grouped into positions of key vision advantage. Bastille kicked the dirt with her toe and sighed slightly. This was already taking too long. Bastille would look to the buildings around the area......she had an idea....if things got really bad with incoming reinforcements- she knew she could do something...she had multiple plans, multiple scenarios........- she was ready.
Silently she stood with her normal gear all on, her swords at her side . She pushed up her aviators on her nose- not bothering to give two shits about wearing sunglasses at night.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Oct 17, 2013 18:57:09 GMT -8
Barker would have amassed his own forces around the facility entrance. Standing amongst his forces silently waiting. Mitsoumi, Darc Midori, and a few generals no one has run across yet.
Yes... Barker was outside... For now.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 17, 2013 18:57:46 GMT -8
Delilah gave John a weak smile, grateful for his presence, and turned towards the other soliders, her voice powerful and firm. The man himself was waiting for them.
"Men. Women. Soldiers. Today we face the single greatest enemy the free world has ever known. Today, we ask you to give your lives for a push to end this reign of tyranny.
"Today we ask you to fight for the future of your families and friends where you call home. We ask you to fight to avenge the wrongfully fallen, caused by this one sick man. Today, we ask you to LIVE, LIKE YOU'VE NEVER LIVED BEFORE. WE ASK YOU ENTER WHAT MIGHT BE THE LAST AND MOST IMPORTANT FIGHT OF YOUR LIVES.
"ONCE MORE, WE GO INTO THE FRAY, INTO THE LAST GOOD FIGHT WE WILL EVER KNOW."
"LIVE AND DIE ON THIS DAY!
"Ready! Aim! FIRE!!!"
The soldiers on her side of the battle field, if not assisted by the middle and left rank forces, would load their respective frozen potato canons or bows, aim, and fire at the army, to draw them towards the plywood across the battle field.
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Post by John Nemo on Oct 17, 2013 18:59:39 GMT -8
John pointed at Barker.
"Uh...wasn't he suppose to be inside the big buildin' or somethin'?"
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Post by Your Mom~ on Oct 17, 2013 19:01:18 GMT -8
"CLOSE RANKS WITH THE RIGHT AND LEFT FLANK. LET NO ONE PASS."
She took a deep steadying breath, taking the canisters from her belt and injecting them into her arm one by one. She felt them course through her system, making her feel stronger and mightier. Confident. Focused.
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Olesya's stat's increase!
+5 DEX +10 CON
Strength: 67 Dexterity: 81 Constitution: 56 Intelligence: 37 Wisdom: 37 Charisma: 38
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Post by Lucien DeChain on Oct 17, 2013 19:04:00 GMT -8
Lucien heard the collective battlecries. It was time.
"Now, men and women of Long Beach! You WILL NOT FAIL! THINK NOT OF THE ENEMY, FOR THEY ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO OUR MIGHT."
He stared straight ahead, at Barker. Narrowed his eyes.
"WE WILL HOLD THIS LINE. DO YOU HEAR ME?!"
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