I want to swap teams!Oh? Well all obsidian soldiers went through Obsidian Basic training…
It's why we're a man short actually…
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Narration 2: Preparation is key.
Pickaxe in hand, and a rather irritating tune leaving his lips, Jninja walked towards one of the mines, he pulled along behind him a cart, sitting in the cart was his comrade Product Placement. He was looking around with a gun. "Are you going to be this paranoid the entire time?" Jninja scowled, Product Placement shot him a glare.
"You'll be thanking me when those crimson idiots aren't filling you full of lead."
With a sigh Ninja dragged his cart and comrade along. PP hopped out of the cart, and proceeded to build a barracade. "Alright, we should be safe during the operation."
[spoiler] Mining operations have begun. A fortification has been built.[/spoiler]
Elsewhere a large cat man carried lumber over one arm, and his toolbox with another, several nails in his mouth. "I'll make the best damn wall there is!" he shouted, nobody was around to hear him, he looked kind of silly doing it. But he merely shrugged and went on his way. Digging holes in the ground, he rammed large wooden pillars into the ground. Hark gave it a rather pleased look., filling the area around them with cement, he put some cinderblocks around it for support. He adjusted his helmet a bit, and wiped the sweat from his brow. Wait, do cat men sweat? Never mind, its not important. After the cement dried, he nailed up more boards, covering them with spare bits of metal he had commandeered from abandoned cars.
[spoiler] A fortification has been built [/spoiler]
Garbanzo let out a sigh, the heat of the lava flow was getting to her. She waved her shirt a bit to cool down. Giving a glance around, she saw absolutely nothing. Well other than a few seagulls burning alive… but they were stupid birds anyway. Thinking the black bits of magma were bread chunks.
[spoiler] Some seagulls died… [/spoiler]
The vault was dark, and run down, it smelt like three year old pee. The robots that had once worked there were all trashed. Sparks flew from frayed wires. Rokulily gulped a little, poking her way through the debris. "Hello?" she muttered, there was no answer, she stepped over the remains of a robot. It had what looked like a baseball lodged in it's head unit. Unwilling to stop to look at it more, Roku pressed her way through, several weapon supply units laid in disrepair. "Looks like this place has already been ransacked" she muttered, pushing her way through what seemed to be areas where it had flooded. "I swear… Mett does not know how to keep things clean…" she noticed several bottles of beer. "Oh of course… the inhabitants got drunk… and beat each other to death…"
[spoiler] Mett needs to clean up his vault. [/spoiler]
"Kay… it's a giant pit…" Kroatz narrowed his eyes, he looked down the hole. "I see shiny things… buts its still a giant pit…" he scratched his chin, looking around, there was absolutely nothing there. Just the pit before him. He flips a coin down it.
[spoiler] Kroatz discovers he just lost a coin.[/spoiler]
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-terminates-
Attack Cycle
Hint- Size matters. The size of your platoon has a big part in victory.
Now I remember why I didn't like this alliance. Its Crocty spewwing nonsense while kitty and pastel agree/play along. Add insults from Pastel towards me and you got their alliance. Yeah sad to see that go e.eYou seem in a bit of a harsh mood, compadre! I'm far less motivated to play now that they're not around. Even if it seems nonsensical, they're all quite intelligent and it was generally a joy whether I was with or against them. o_O
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