(hey, bocaj, shard is PIZZA, you're TACO!)
I was now the Emperor of the land of Sushi. Many people, from both the Pizza and Taco side deserted their side to join me. First thing I did was designed our symbol. I finally decided on a chopped up fish. The second thing, I wanted more land. I flipped my blue hair out of my eyes (hair changes color in each of my forms. Green Armor, it's red, White armor, it's blue, Black and Red armor, it's green.) and looked out at the crowd that had assembled. I made my first Emporial address.
"My fellow Sushi lovers" I said. "Welcome to the land of Sushi! This is a grand day, theday that the land of Sushi will start its (no, Rage, that isn't wrong) campaign to increase our size! Some of you may not survive. Some of you will become great heroes! Some of you will be reincarnated into prinnies! (haha had to add that!) But the one thing you all will share, is your comradeship amongst yourselves. Never will that bond die. Never let that bond die! The tyranny of the Pizza and the Taco will not be found here! Never will I allow any of my soldiers to take kids away from families, the way the Taco did with me! If I catch anyone doing that, they will be executed on the spot!"
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The Pizza/Taco war.
Riku: You can Bring Blood here. But for him to be in the comic he has to be MMZ or MMZX style. That and Bocaj is a double agent. (That's what it looks like to me.)
Riku's points:
Nice start to your country. 10 points
… more prinnies? 9 points (Sorry)
"The tyranny of the Pizza and the Taco will not be found here! Never will I allow any of my soldiers to take kids away from families, the way the Taco did with me! If I catch anyone doing that, they will be executed on the spot!"Nice! That's great! 11 points!
30 points total.
(if you ask me, Blood does look like he's MMZ style to me. Uh, you're gonna have to make sprites of him attacking since all I have is sprites of emotions, and him using his psychic powers. Thanks though that's cool! Now I'm more than an Emperor, I'm an an agent as well! Oh, I'm gonna have to tell you who's doing what part of the story)
(Blood)
Hello there! I am an experiment the Tacos ran, but I escaped from them. I am a blood-red hedgehog. People think of me as a freak now. I am one of the few that joined the Sushi Empire without having previously been a soldier in either side. The only one who accepts me is Emperor Riku. I am his Agent, or second in command. He also has an advisor named Dead Carl (Rage, Tokyopimp says he's gonna join now, and he thought you had to be either a pizza or a Taco. He already told me he's gonna be on the Sushi side.). This advisor, as well as Riku, seemed to think that the Sushi Empire needed a bigger cut of land.
I was to lead the assault on the western borderlands. My troops were elites. Not just any elites. The Emperor had given me command of the best of the best in the Sushi Empire. We were going into the western lands. Tch, wouldn't you know it had as many people as China? We kept killing, but they kept coming. Luckily we had a years' supply of food and drink, it wouldn't be like those wars where the other side is usually starved out. If we managed to win, I might never get to see these guys again, because they'd probably be promoted. But the Emperor's speech inspired us. Even if we lost contact, we would all always be friends. These guys trusted me, and actually seemed to like having me for a commander.
Now for a breakdown of my group. We had a sniper team, lead by ace sniper Johnathan Wright (I just made that up, I hope noone here actuals has that name and thinks I stole it.). Johnathan's team was the most important, and was getting the most kills. Then we had the Psychic team, lead by me, who had the job of erected a psychic barrier that nothing could get in, but bullets could get out. Then we had the Assault team, lead by Joseph Wright, the brother of our ace sniper. This group was for if the sniper team failed, and they got in close. I had about 3000 soldiers in my command, 1000 in each group. So far, we had not lost anyone, nor had any of us been wounded. This battle was going perfectly.
We had pushed into the first couple of cities. Our land had grown. There were a lot of the bastards' dead lying around us. It was a straight shot to the capital city. If we could take that, this war would be over. Our land would double in size. There were only a few cities left until the capital. The Ice Cream Monarchy would soon fall, their land becoming ours.
Now for a tactics layout. We had stopped to rest in this city. We had snipers in a few of the tallest buildings. What were they called here, again? Oh yes, Multi-Layered complexes. We had them on the rop floors. We had the assault force situated at the bottom floors. The psychics were in the middle, since, unlike me, they has not yet mastered putting up sheilds to protect themselves.
I was exploring the city, see what I could do. Maybe I could find some people who were tired of the tyranny of this Monarchy who wanted to defect. Then, a little kid came running out of the house I was passing. "Oh, look at the cute little animal!" The kid said. His mother came running out after him. "Oh, please forgive my little Tommy!" She said. "He doesn't know any better!" "It's not a problem, Ma'am." I answered. Then I bent down to talk to little Tommy. "Hey kid, how's it going? How would you like to join the Sushi Empire? Not right now, of course. Emperor Riku would litterally kill me. But when you are older." "Are you in the Empire?" The kid asked me. "Of course!" I said. "I'm the second in command." I stood up to adress the woman. "You've got a fine kid here, Ma'am. Incidentally, I was wondering, are you getting tired of the tyranny of this Monarchy? Emperor Riku is a kind, fair, and generous man. He always listens to his underlings. Do you have a husband?" "Thank you. Yes, we are getting kind of tired of the Monarchy. Yes, I do have a husband." Just then, a man came out of the house. "Janice," he said, "why haven't you come back in the house?" "Hello Sir" I said to the man. "Your wife tells me you are getting tired of the monarchy? How would you like to come and fight for the Sushi Empire?" The man looked at me, stunned. "Why would I do that? It would put my family in danger!" "Sir, it would not. I would send them to the Sushi Empire with an escort of about 20 soldiers. And there are health benefits. I will tell you now, and this is no small feat, I have never lost a soldier under my command!" The man looked surprised, then glad. "I'll join you if you can promise my Family will be safe." I smiled. "I assure you, if my men cannot take them to the empire, I will discipline them myself."
–*sigh* This is getting out of hand, can we decide on a setting and universe? When this started it was realism with a dash of megaman, now its feeling more like Sonic/Archangel Maximus. I can't operate in that kind of environment its too confusing.–
Shard looked with measure at the man who had introduced himself as Bocaj.
The battered sword in his hand indicated he was a survivor from the Cult of Cheese.
We all gotta start from somewhere…
"Good to have you son. Head over that hill and report to the recruiter.
You look experienced but everybody has to go through boot camp.
You can look forward to good uniforms and hot meals three times a day.
Good luck Bocaj, stick with it and you'll do well corporal. Promotions come easy, all you gotta do is live."
When he got back to his base housing the telephone rang.
Peter Zamma was on the other end.
Shard listened carefully. "yessir I understand. How soon? We'll be ready by then. When will the alarms sound? Do we know the radius? Yessir. Good night sir"
Two hours later the air raid sirens rang. The base hunkered in the bomb shelters and a faraway series of flashes lit the sky. Pizza had finally finished the zero fallout bomb. There would be no after effects of radioactivity. The prototypes had been tested, on Sushi. The Pizza army was already moving in coordination with the Tacos under a treaty. A treaty so secure that the rival presidents had given themselves as hostages. The goal: Destroy Sushi. The invasion had begun.
That and Bocaj is a double agent. (That's what it looks like to me.)I go to whichever side is the best for me. Currently the pizzas.
Boot camp was boring. Sure there was physical strain, but mentally there was nothing. I hear of a sushi kingdom. Want to take our land or something. I've never really liked seafood.
Boot camp is located in a desert called the Sirian Terrans. The weather is unbearably cold at night, but they issue us warm sleeping bags. I space out throughout the whole camp. I think I was only truly awake once. This time we were told to climb a wall. Easy. I climb up and reach the top. Once there I get hit on the head with a dough hammer. When I wake I take out my cheese sword, slicing two "victims" in half. They shouldn't have been standing so close! I was told the man with the hammer was from the sushi nation. Mane was Blood. Got away unharmed.
I passed boot camp and reported to Shared. Apparently he wanted to know something about Blood. Hm.
I approach his house, in my not so neat pizza uniform, still gripping my cheese sword, now in it's newly obtained crust sheath.
Shard looked out to the sky and watched the steady stream of air power flying towards the embattled Sushi Empire. The war was only a few weeks old. Pizza and Taco had them on the run. The Ice Cream Kingdom gratefully tendered its support as it reclaimed its recently conquered cities from the small retreating Sushi forces. The upstarts had already lost much of their original territory and seemed to now be focusing it efforts on fortifying its last city. The capitol of Sushi Prime.
A knock sounded at the door. "come afoot"
Bocaj entered and saluted crisply.
"reporting as ordered sir!"
"have a seat corporal"
"thank you sir."
"you have done well in training, and your handlers speak very highly of you"
"yes sir, I'm glad to hear it."
"I'd like to know something Bocaj, answer well and I'd like to add you to my personal staff"
"sir?"
In one motion Shard tossed a constrictor net over the seated Bocaj, and launched himself after it. In an instant the would be pizza teer was trapped with the General's blade to his throat.
"Who do you serve and why?"
Blood trickled down Bocaj's neck as the blade was pressed deeper in.
Bocaj knowing he couldn't bullshit his way out of this anymore grabbed his cheese sword, and with a twang moved shard's blade from his neck.
Now three feet apart Bocaj had a sword. A cheese sword.
"The tacos gave me this sword when I joined them, but now I'm a pizzan. I have learned much here, I have found the way of the deep dish. I haven't always been on your side, but now that is all I'll ever be."
Shard smiled. I'll have to keep an eye on this one
"very well then, Lieutenant" Shard sheathed his sword and pulled field commission paper out of his desk. "consider yourself promoted, You will report directly to Captain Basil.
He will give you your orders and duties. Report and 630 hours to the staff room for them."
Bocaj had a profound look of shocked puzzlement on his face as he slowly sheathed his weapon, and accepted the papers. Shard continued.
"Training is over we ship out tomorrow. And for the love of pasta clean your uniform"
"SIR YES SIR!" he responded and hurried out.
This is going to be an interesting campaign Shard thought to himself.
(hey Rage, they changed the mission on you)
(blood)
Damn, the war had been going so good. I got called back, my entire force brought with me. the Ice cream Monarchy had almost been crushed. I was in the capital even! But then Pizza attacked the empire. We got back to find half of the Empire devastated. I soon ran into a group that had started this invasion. This group was nothing. They were immediately devastated. My impressive 3000 troop force had increased substantially. There were so many who were tired of the monarchy that my force was well over 5000, and I still hadn't lost a single unit. We soon ran into a group that had an impressive record. We started to push them back, when suddenly, an allied troop showed up. This was not just any troop. This was his troop. Emperor Riku had joined the battle.
(Riku)
It was unfortunate, having to recall Blood's army. But I had to do it. It was the only way. Then I took my army. We marched to the frontlines. My army was the best Heavy Armor army in the Sushi Empire. I myself rode on a horse, genetically engineered to be able to keep up with the Sushi Tanks. We brought everything, from the strongest tanks to the strongest planes. When we got to the front lines, we met with Blood's army. I was surprised they were already back. We advanced further and further, eventually going past our origional borders. Even when Taco reinforments got there, they couldn't do shit to the combined forces of mine and Blood's armies. We had gained more than we origionally had. the tacos got pissed. I heard they broke off their alliance immediately. Either way, the two old opponents started battling again. the nuke the pizza used was nothing. It needed more testing. It did absolutely nothing to us.
BIG BADDA BOOM
The sounds blasted through your ears the way the houses got blasted away in the nuclear tests I had seen on Visa Com*. Yeah that's how it felt. The shock. Ya don't realize how it works at the time but now I can describe it more clear. You heat it and your heart jumps. The notion of what just happened hits you just as you make you first flinch. Then twenty more scenarios come rushing in like a goddamn mosh pit. "Did the place blow up?" "Did that Tac's get reinforcement?" "Could our men not hold the line? No our men can hold the…" and it's about that time you make the body motion. Ya turn from the hip first. Always from the hip. There's two reasons for this. One is that you feel more stable facing your fear with your legs than any thing else on your body. And two, I reckon, is fear. You want to hold back from turnin' yer head just that extra second longer because as long as you don't see it, there's a chance it didn't happen. That the base where all my men had been posted didn't explode in a hell storm around us. Your first guess is usually the right one.
Back then I guess I woulda summed that all up with "The base blew up killin' everyone." But it wasn't that simple. Still us. Myself, the General, Tom and Let. But what did it matter? I lost my platoon again. And again it was my fault. They ask ya if a tree falls and no one is around to hear it does it make a sound? Well I don't know much about trees but I know a lot about explosions. And that damn near made my ears bleed. That event turned me from a big wig in the Taco Marines into no one. So yeah no one was around to hear it. And the sound hurt like hell.
I stared at it for a moment and Let sorta just flopped down into the fetal position. I can understand it so I didn't say anything. And the general began to get broken words from his hyperventilating hide and string 'em together. "I told you sir, now please…" He began as Tom hit the sack. He hit him over and over till it looked like someone put extra olives and sauce all over his Pizza scum body.
I dropped my gear and pulled the kid off. Couldn't let him kill our only lead. He screamed in mumbled angry kid talk for a while but he calmed. I walked up to the general, took his pistol and tossed it to Tom. "Ya see. That kid right there. He would really like ta put a hole in you. And I reckon after havin lost all my men I'm about at the point ta do it myself. So you better be honest now, savvy?" He nodded furiously with tears streaming down his face.
ME: "Good now start with what the hell just happened."
GENERAL: "Sir I am not who you think I am."
ME: "I just can't seem to give a damn about who you are but what do I give a damn about is my men charred real deep back there. Now you tell me why they…"
GENERAL: "The Pizza's found out I was working for you guys and they rigged the whole thing."
ME: Say what now?
TOM: "He's lying let me pop him one sir!"
ME: "Now now you just calm down one sec there Tom. And Mr. General I'd really like some proof if ya would kindly."
GENERAL: Here! he shouted reaching for his back pocket just as BAM.
Tom had shot him dead.
ME: "What the hell boy!"
TOM: "I thought he was goin' for a gun sir!"
ME: "Oh damn it all. Well let's see just what we got here…"
I reached for the scums back pocket. What I saw wasn't none too pretty. Legal docs. The guy was tellin' the bleedin' truth. I slammed the paper down and sat to my ass on the dirty earth beneath us. "He was a damn fed…" Let finally got up. He had puked himself in the commotion so Tom went up to give the boy a hand. Took off his helmet to clean it out for him. Never seen any of their faces before. Let was pretty scrawny for bein' such a good soldier. Blonde hair, blue eyes, pasty ass white skin.
Tom took the helmet from his friend but Let didn't want him to have to deal with it so he grabbed it back. Tom shrugged and began cleaning the pistol he got off the General. I myself had begun to space out for a moment wonderin' how this could happen? Why would they send me on this mission knowing that the General was… BAM A shot rang out and this time the head looked first. Almost wish it hadn't. A crescent stride of red and white flew outta the side of Let's head. His blonde hair now seemed almost gradient as it phased from yeller to red. His eyes rolled back and the body came down. It so slow when ya watch it. The knees buckle, the arms go limp and after a second of wobblin' a sickening thud ends it all. I looked up before standing. Saw Tom with the gun in his hand. It didn't register at first. Didn't register at all actually. BAM A second shot caught me in the leg. I fell over to my side and desperately crawled to my gear that I had taken off earlier. Tom just laughed at my attempts as he walked right on over and kicked my damn pack away.
Shit.
He stood victoriously in front of me. What could he want? Why didn't he just finish it? Oh hell, he was about to monologue…
TOM: "See sir, this was divine intervention. Me being born the son of the "fascist regime" you so valiantly fight. Getting shipped to boarding school in Taco territory, before the war broke out obviously. And then getting drafted into the war. Worked my way up, but I couldn't surpass you sir. I really did want to show you how pathetic you were by out ranking you, but you see I can't let anyone get their hands on the documents that pile of corpse over there has. So I guess I'll just show you how pathetic you are another way. Sending your platoon to their demise? My idea. Bringing the General out back so I didn't die with them. My idea. So see every little thing since the formation of this platoon has been directed by me. Now do you feel pathetic?
I thought about it all. He was right. the s.o.b. got me good. So as I sat there ready to die I knew I couldn't I had to hold on one more day. I had to say goodbye.
ME: Tom listen to me and listen well runt. Yeah okay you out played me bravo kid. I'm pathetic and worthless and you're superior in every way. But ya can't kill me.
TOM: And why not?
ME: My daughter. I gotta say goodbye to 'er. Never told her mama I loved her the day she passed, so please Tom just let me get out my goodbyes to 'er. I'm all my little girl's got I can't leave without sayin' good bye. I can't leave Tom.
TOM: OH what a touching story. Really pulls the heart strings. And guess what it's playing Sarge? It's playing the worlds smallest violin for you. Save your tears for when Satan is torturing your Taco ass in hell.
He pointed the gun.
ME: (now mumbling to God) Please I'm all she has… please… Not like this… She's all I have…
TOM: How poetic one bullet left.
He said droppin the other four.
TOM: And it's just for you Sarge.
Suddenly my life flashed before my eyes the bang sounded and the next thing I knew. There was an angel. My guardian angel.
I looked to see Tom's arm broken backwards over his side as Jens pulled the gun away with his free hand and popped that one last bullet directly into the throat of that traitorous bastard.
JENS: Actually that bullet was for you. And it wasn't poetic, it was cliche. Look it up.
Tom fell his dead ass to the floor as Jens walked on up.
JENS: And you sir, you were wrong too. Your daughter isn't the only thing you have. You have smart men who are willing to do anything for their sergeant.
From behind Jens six men came out of the woods. Half of my men survived.
ME:"But how…"
JENS:"We were trained by the best sir. Now let me help you up. We need to get those documents to base."
ME:"Nah you take 'em. I got enough glory for one lifetime. And besides I still got work to do.
JENS:"Work sir?"
ME:"Yup I gotta take a piss that could drown a shark you understand.
JENS:"Um yes sir… we could wait for you…
ME:"Nah better not to slow you down. You go ahead.
Jens nodded to the men as they all moved out. I of course got straight to business. Stood up, although a bit wobbly from the gun wound, walked over to Tom's dead corpse and unzipped my pants. It was the best piss I had ever taken.
TBC…
OK. Damage control Time.
It's still a megaman/realism style. Blood is the only one who is a hedgehog but there is some people with psychic power's (Very few). After being trained by Blood, There power is strong, but doesn't come without problems. Human weakness is that problem. A psychic Shield can't be put up forever, and it must have holes in it. No mater how powerful it is. Riku, you will lose men someday. You have to, or it's godmoding, and I won't Let that happen.
I'll do points wensday. Going to spend the day with my Girlfriend tomorrow.
Anyway. Here is my story.
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Zero and Ceil finally found there old base. "Here it is." said Ceil as she when through her dust covered desk. "have you seen… I found him!" said Zero as he moved a metal plate off a dog-like robot. "Volt! Activate!" yelled Zero. Slowly the dog turned on. "*Zero? You alive!*" Said volt. (Volt can only talk to Zero and it's by thought.)
"Vero Combo Slash Z!" said Zero. The two Flashed in white Light and Became one. "Ceil. I'm going to help my brother." Said Vero. "And I'm coming with you" She said as she picked up a buster. "You are not leaving me out this time" Vero smirked and Said "then come on." They both rushed out the door.
Meanwhile Phantom awoke up. "I've been out to long. I must Report to the Taco's about my mission" He said to himself. He then disappeared.
(Blood)
I smiled. This time there was no contesting it. Though I had lost a few men, for the first time, we had taken down the Ice Cream Monarchy. Our lands had increased. Added to the lands we took during the failed attack from both sides, we were now 3x as big. The Ice Cream king lay dead at my feet. The man was grotesque. It wasn't because of what we did to him. No, all I did was put a bullet through his heart. He was just naturally ugly. Not that I'm gay, it's just one of those things even straight people can see. No wonder everyone had hated this man. Even half of his guards turned on him in the end. It was pathetic. I stared down at him for about half an hour, wondering how someone like this could have become king. Then Johnathan and Joseph came in. Said Emperor Riku had a new assignment for us. Since the newest addition to the Sushi Empire was surrounded by mountains, we just set up some anti-air defenses, and the minimum troop requirement to defend it. The new assignment wasnt all that new. The pizza had resumed their attack. We were to go and take back our lands. Then we were to go on Border Patrol. It was fine with me. I got to keep my troops after all.
His troops were more than ready. They had been since before their retraining.
Shard looked out over the new frontier. The Tacos had backed out of coordinated attacks but the truce held. The mutually held leaders ensured that. They sought to uproot the retaken holdings in IceCreamLund. The Sushi counter attack had been fierce and unexpected. Riku was at their head. knew he wouldn't tolerate being a peg-legged little stuffed toy for long. Emperor Riku. What a laugh While the Tacos contested the new Sushi holdings, Pizza kept its eyes on the prize Sushia Prime; the capitol of Sushi. Pizzateers had been forced to become guerrillas when they had been trapped behind enemy lines. They now kept the Sushiite troops from reclaiming most of their cities. Pizza troops had begun the process of fighting their way back to them.
The Pizza engineers had demonstrated their customary brilliance when they had built the new Cilantro line. A vast network of fortifications and battle emplacements that marked the new front lines along the entire Pizza/Sushi border. They had done it nearly overnight and had it ready to welcome retreating forces and stemmed the Sushi onslaught. More heavy and more permanent structures were going up all over as well. High command nearly had a fit when its new Nukes hadn't eradicated the enemy in one fell swoop. They had even considered using their existing stockpile of conventional nukes but that idea was quickly set aside. All to easily the Pizza nation re-geared to face its once dormant neighbor. Admittedly it helped that Taco had agreed to peace for this new threat. It would consume them all. At least the tacos believe in beef products, cheese, and tomatoes. Shard pondered. These Sushi troops forsake everything earthy and wholesome for the cold dead and uncooked leavings of the sea… Disgusting! and then Perhaps the peace will last, for we have more in common than we thought… despite all the bloodshed and crimes we done upon each other.
The general left the rampart and went down to where his troops were boarding the transports. They were ready for their first offensive. That night, silent as shadows, the 4,000 commandos of the Shard Brigade slipped into Sushi territory undetected and dispersed. Their targets carefully selected. It was nearly dawn when the Sushi high command finally started to receive the devastating news. The besieged cities at the rear of Sushi territory were burning to the ground. Mines had been collapsed, oil fields kindled aflame, farms ruined, harbors scuttled. The massive fishing fleets that were the basis of the sushi economy had nowhere to dock before the latest catches spoiled. War factories had been sabotaged, training bases terrorized. Roads, railways and depots had been bombed. The work of a year's worth of bombing raids had been done in a night. Formerly stranded Pizza, Taco, and Ice cream loyalists were rescued and evacuated. The Sushi army was still small, young, under trained and poorly equipped. They could do little more than respond, as through the day more reports came in from all over the country. They simply didn't have the manpower to respond to the phantom threats. By the time his royal highness Riku recalled the bulk of the Sushiite army the next evening his new realm's war-making ability had been crippled forever. It would take years for them to rebuild the country itself let alone the armed forces. By then most of the Pizzateers had fallen back behind their own lines. A select 1000 or so went to ground so deep nobody would ever find them if they didn't want to be found. General Shard smiled as he watched the mayhem unfold on the TV. His boys had done well.
As Blood crested the last mountain leading back down into sushi he looked in horror.
Somehow the entire country was ablaze. He lead his troops back down to once again try and save his country. Military might he knew how to deal with. how he would save his kin from the Pizza's scorched earth policy he knew not.
From the surrounding hilltop forests the snipers and antitank cannons of the Taco Expeditionary force cut loose on Blood's troop column. In a matter of minutes the last great army of Sushi was cut to ribbons by the ambush. Burrito Scuds slammed into it along its entire length. An hour later the scattered surviving Sushiites fled onto the Sushi plains. Into what may as well have been enemy territory.
It was only them that the large Pizza MOABS that had been smuggled into the last of the sushi cities erupted. Suhsi was effectively crippled. Pizza forces reorganized for a renewed offensive and the tacos poured SCUD fire onto the Mountains of IceCreamLund.
(Imshard, your posts are too long. It's gotten to the point where I barely even rad them anymore.)
(Riku)
Hmph. Such a waste. Pizza had attacked us. I was planning on leaving them alone. Especially after their humiliating defeat. It was too bad they were getting too powerful of a foothold in my domain. Their corrupt governments would have to fall. I had placed a couple of spies near each president. I only needed one though. I gave the order. The president of the Taco was assassinated by my man, wearing the uniform and the badge of the pizza. When the Taco saw this, they immediately executed the Pizza president. Then the new president came to me. He asked me for an alliance against "Those lying Mother Fuckers". I accepted. He was grateful. Soon the pizza was pushed out of my land. All POWs were given a choice. Since I am a generous, pretty much carefree man, I gave them the choice of either defecting or being executed. Many were executed. Others joined me, but to make sure, I brainwashed them. Once again, Pizza was dealt a humiliating defeat. Long ago, the vice-president, I'm sorry, president, had become a Sushi lover. He wrote the death of the Taco president off as an "Accidental shooting by a trigger-happy guard.". to avoid suspicion, my puppet kept pretending to fight against Sushi, but decided that Taco was a "Greater threat". My truce with the Taco held longer than anyone thought.
(you cant do what you just did. You didn't read my post. They have psychic shields that it's hard to break through. And besides that, you basically just killed off Blood.)
Not being able to read so much text I left my body. As an empty shell of a human I wondered back to shared and let him do what he wants with me.
I can't do this RPG thing. I tried, for you, but it just isn't that much fun to me. Shared can use me as some kind of special troop.
(Riku)
It had been many weeks. I still had not heard from Blood. the former Ice Cream Monarchy had fallen thanks to him, but now we feared the worst. I heard Shard had beendemoted for going against orders and trying to attack me again. Served him right. I had never planned on attacking the Pizza or the Taco. My truce with the Taco still held. In fact, they were helping me to rebuild the Sushi Empire. We were working on a new, mutually beneficial recipe, Sushi Taco Salad. Instead of crab, we planned to use Sushi. My own army, but only mine, was still intact. We were gonna have to train more men. It was a shame. Without Blood, there would be no more Psychics. I was so furious.
(Blood)
Ugh. I woke up in a Taco hospital. I was badly injured. Both my arms were broken. My left leg was also busted up pretty badly. A doctor came in. She was beautiful, but since I was an animal, I knew she would never do me. She saw me and looked surprised. "You're awake!" she said. "You were in a coma for 5 weeks! We thought you were going to die!" "Five weeks?" I asked. "I've been out of the emperor's service for FIVE WEEKS?" "Yes" She replied. "And you shall remain so. You've got 3 broken limbs, 5 broken ribs, and your mind is more powerful than it should be!" "Of course" I said. "I'm a psychic, what did you expect?" "No it's different than that." She explained. "A normal human or animal can only access 10% of their brain. A psychic can access 50% of his or her brain. But somehow, you have suddenly been given the power to access 100% of your brain. You are now, well, there's no other word for it, Perfect." "What? I can fully access my brain? Well, no matter. I have to get back to my Emperor's side." "You are NOT going back yet!" "Yes I am! I don't care what you say, Riku needs my help, crippled or not!" I think I stunned her with that one. I don't think she was expecting me toactually say the Emperor's name in such a familiar way. "Tch, fine. I'll take you back. But I'm staying with you. That way I can make sure you don't hurt yourself like this again. She took me out to an ambulence in a wheelchair. There were several Taco Trucks, Taco Hum Vees, and Taco Tanks. I was surprised. I was even more surprised at the doctor's naxt statement. "the war between the Taco and the Sushi is over. We have been allied ever since our president killed by the Pizza." We drove for days. My escort made quick work of anyone foolish enough to attack. Finally, we made it to Sushi Prime. Emperor Riku came storming out. "What is the meaning of this? We're allies and you bring a full assault force into my capital city?" "Cool it, Sir." The captian said. "we were just bringing you a very important guest. Commander Phantom found him on the former border to the Ice Cream Monarchy." That's when the doctor wheeled me out. "B-Blood? We were sure you had fallen in battle!" The emperor said. "Hello, Emperor" My doctor said. "I am doctor Seyla. I will be taking care of Blood on his recovery." "W-Wht'a wrong with him?" The emperor said. My doctor's face fell. "Both arms and his left leg are broken, as are five of his ribs.. But his mind has increased it's capacity a lot. He now has 100% control over his mind. This is very dangerous. Noone has ever had this before, but we believe he might end up destroying the whole world if he loses control. He must be contained." My head snapped up, fear in my eyes. I didn't want to destroy the world, but I also didn't want to be contained. "No he will not be." the emperor said. "I will not have my second in command, or anyone else in my command, dealt with like THAT! Blood is strong, he'll be able to control it. Come on, let's get inside. Someone could snipe us out here." I looked at my Emperor. "Thank you" I said.
(I see I'm not welcome here. I'll resign from the thread now.)
Shard looked back from the deck of the container ship as it cleared the harbor's seawall.
The yard tenders were preparing to release them to the sea. The massive turbines of the ship's engines were beginning to start up.
What was left of his army was safely hidden below decks. He turned to his staff members on the deck. "This is it. The point of no return. I will think no less of you any of you if you choose to return to the wars back there. Many of you still have promising careers ahead of you. I sail for a new life in parts unknown. Nobody has ever charted out beyond the Rice Islands, we know not what awaits us there."
Several men stepped forward and saluted. Shard returned the salute and shook each of their hands as they went down the ramps leading off the ship. When they reached the docks they watched as the massive ship disappeared around the coast, and sailed away forever.
They turned back to the sad war-torn Food-realms and continued fighting for what they loved in the face of adversity. They did not cry for their General Shard had not abandoned them, but merely gone on to a newer better world.
Ok time for me to handle damage control as this was my fault. Rage, I already sent a pq apologizing. I just got tired of him trying to kill me at every turn when that wasn't the mission. And Shard, if you are reading this, let me ask you one thing, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH SUSHI? It's actually really good. would you prefer I had made a Chinese empire? There already is one, it's called China. Not bitching, just wanna know why you hate sushi. Especially if you never tried it.
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