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They quickly catch up to the car. thane launches a spike to pop the tires
One of the Amphibians proceeds to swing out from the car and smack the ice with a hammer shattering it before it hits. She hangs there with a grin on her face and a hammer swinging.
thane creates a series of small ice spikes in front of the car immediately after
The armored car busts through the ice but begins swerving to the side and proceeds to crash. The amphibian hanging off the edge is able to jump off before they crash. Two more amphibians jump out ready to fight again.
thane and kipo land, standing in front of the amphibians
Thane: "If you like having a spine i would recommend you let them go."
"A what? You came into my home! And violated my living space and you think you're just going to get away with this human!?!" The one with the mustache says as we the one with the red eyes holds up a crossbow. "Wait until we tell Davanossa about this one. Now back off humans before we start using the big guns!" He says with Kipo looking around. "Uh, I don't see anything that's 'big' around here." She says. "You'll see it soon enough if you don't back down!"
Thane: "I could crush you all to death from here if i desired. you currently live on my good graces, i would recommend you relent before they run out."
"Excuse my friend, he just wants them back. We didn't mean to come into your home we're just looking for my home. It was destroyed and I was forced out of it, we promise we won't bother you again after this, we were just gonna leave after we used your telescope." The amphibian raises an eyebrow before squinting and walking over to the armored car before opening the back. Dave and Bradley fall out. Bradley gets up as Dave rubs his head. "What happened?" He asked. "If we give you them will you get out of here and leave us alone?" He asks as Kipo places her palms together and says. "On my honor."
Thane looks at her, frustrated, then back at the amphibians.
"Consider yourselves lucky."
"yeah." He says with eyes still squinting as Kipo, Dave and Bradley begin walking off as Kipo looks back towards Thane waiting for him. She turns to the Amphibian. "Thank you." And begins walking away.
Thane sighs in frusturation.
"We should have killed them, there's no telling when they are going to come back, and it's not like they could do anything to us."
Kipo turns to Thane in shock. "Why would you kill them? We invaded their home! I'd be a little upset if someone was just in my home while I wasn't there!"
"They obviously aren't exactly happy with us. they have quite a bit of motivation to tell that ape guy about us, even if we apologize."
Kipo places his finger on her lips and looks up. "Uh... Hmm... Nope don't remember anything about an Ape guy." Bradley turns around and stops them. "I, just wanna say, thank you for not abandoning us back there. I was sure they were going to give us to Davanossa this time."
Back at the armored Car:
"So Jamack, why did you let them go exactly?" The female one says to the one with the mustache. "Simple, that girl is from a burrow, we're going to follower her back to said burrow, and Davanossa will give us never ending luxury in his palace for getting those humans." He says while glaring towards the distance smiling.
"Anyways, what now?"
Dave turns around. "We go to the next place obviously... Hmm, where is that?" Bradley turns around. "We should head to her burrow, there's probably no one around their and we can kinda find out where they could be. Maybe?" Kipo turns to them. "We need to go." With an angry face. Both Dave and Bradley back up. "Guess we're going to your burrow."
Thane: "yes"
(they go to the burrow lol)
Skip to burrow:
Kipo, Bradley, Dave and Thane walk up the edge of the crater. The remnants of scorched flames and collapsed buildings dot the inside of the crater. Kipo looks down with glossy eyes before sliding down a makeshift ramp made from the collapsed ceiling.
Thane levitates himself downward
Kipo begins looking around frantically, digging through the rubble. With her eyes getting more and more glossy as she goes on. Bradley places his hand on Kipo's shoulders. "I'm sorry that this happened." Dave is walking around sniffing while Kipo grabs Bradley's hand. "Hey guys, I don't smell any death." Bradley looks up. "Really? nothing at all?" He asked. "Yeah! nothing, no one died! it looks the buildings took the majority of the roof before collapsing later on. No deaths, that's impressive." Bradley forces Kipo around with bright eyes. "That means your second burrow exists! No one died!" Kipo's eyes went wide as she jumped up. "That means my dad is still okay! You're genius Dave." Dave laughs. "Yeah, I know I am, what did I do exactly?"
"Where could they have gone?"
National Template Application to the RMB
I have grown increasingly inactive, and, with such an RP I have made, cannot continue. I will reset, completely, my nation into the following.
Nation Name Proper: The Great Curators
Other Names: The Great Fortress, The Curators of Ifrinn
National Demonym: Curators
Capital System: Gladius Ifrinn
Government: Federalist Meritocratic Republic
Population: 2.24 Billion
Military Personnel: 2.852 Million
Military Star-warships: 27 Battleships, 2 Carriers, 125 Battlecruisers, 125 Destroyers, 500 Corvettes, and One Precursor Station
Technology Level: Reclaimer
Active Slavery: No
Active Executions: Yes
Active Primordials: None
Born through the fire of curiosity, the Great Curators have cataloged most of the known history.
I'm going to be perfectly honest here. My passion for Nation States has burnt out. Whenever I sit down and look at the website about to log a response I find the passion and motivation for it go away. I think my time here has come to an end and it is time to close the book on this particular chapter of my life. I know it isn't really fair and I have enjoyed my time after so many years of memories. But at this point if I were to continue with it, I would probably cause more harm to the RP than good. So I'm willing to work to make a peaceful and steady transition for my nation outside of the world stage. But once that is done I will be leaving Nation States. Maybe not forever, but not for a short while. Thank you for the memories and stories we have made together over the years and I hope you have found them as enjoyable as I have. Till I meet you all again be it in the form of this nation or a different one
Your Justice Officer and Eternally Reborn Firebird,
Night Phoenix
"Old soldiers never die; they just fade away." -General Douglas Macarthur
The Great Curators establishes contact with the known universe's relay network, hailing all inter-stellar government's official relay networks.
A large Humanoid with, what seems to be blue skin and cybernetic implants appears within the Hailing Hologram
"Greetings all! We were starting to doubt the existence of another generation, however, here you are. We will introduce ourselves, we are the Great Curators, and I, being the leader of this Curatorae, am Curatorem Imperyae Donbad. We are curators of the great station of COG, a station designed far before any life in your world. As curators, it is in our best interest to establish and record history, as well as filling our databanks with all kinds of knowledge, therefore, we reach our hand to request a Curator be sent to every empire to document, record, install, and collect all your known knowledge. We have waited patiently, and we will wait for another thousand years if we wish so.
Good Cycle."
Echoes of Power
Upon the release of a massive amount of void power from Temera, traces of energy spread through the galaxy, these residues of energy would cause the awakening of another giant.
In a forgotten planetoid, completely empty of any type of civilization, a being was awakening, releasing waves of void power periodically, every day these waves were stronger and stronger, anyone who is not a rough in the domain of the void power could feel them, only the faster could contemplate the awakening of another titan.
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