Post by BigBot on Mar 19, 2006 3:21:55 GMT -5
Polyhex: Darkmount Castle
In the still of night, across a barren waste land filled with dead husks of fallen warriors, a razor wolf howls at the end of a another cycle. He stands on a Reaver tank, burnt out and gutted, turned over and damaged, he looks form side to side after his call in to the blacken sky.
The stars are hardly even visible as smoke rises form the battle field, covering there dim lights. The dead carcasses of decepticons troops and vehicles, that burned in battle, now lie still and cooled down after the carnage that place them there.
The razor wolf howls again, his cries go unanswered. He looks for others like him, or any evidence of life, for where there is life there is energon, on this planet anyways. But unfortunately for him, there is nothing here for the wolf to scavenge for.
The third cry in to the night form the wolf is interrupted by a far off noise that echos in the creatures mind, putting fear in to his primitive spark. He becomes alert as he recognizes the sounds and they come closer. He hears voices, and then over the voice comes the sound of footsteps, falling heavy on the land, crushing all that lies in their way with no re-guard for the life spark in held before. These would be the same creature that brought the destructive force of war here before thought the wolf, even though its mind was not complex like that of the more intelligent beings of this planet, he knew that they wiped everything away everything that lived, every thing that had energy and made it gone.
Before the razor wolf had wished he wasn't alone, that he was with his pack, hunting the wild terrain. But now, he wished he was far away. As the noise become louder and the ground actually shook, the wolf turned away and quickly made an escape. For even though he didn't understand why this awesome force of nature was here, he understood enough that anything that remained here would not live.
On top of Darkmount, Interceptor troops, the new and improved fighter jets that replaced the once fearsome seekers, walked along its battered and scared castle walls, waiting for the next onslaught of decepticons who were intent in taking the capital of Polyhex for themselves. Their leader, air commander Vendetta, looked through a pair of electro-binoculars and saw the decepticon legion , who would other wise have been by their side against the autobots, coming to kill them and take Darkmount for themselves.
As he activated his comlink to contact with the remaining decepticons who still stood defending Darkmount, the leader of the approaching faction, General Clench of the Obliterators, fire a volley of red plasma bolts up at the castle, informing all in Darkmount that his army was here. "Air commander Vendetta reporting, code red! General Clench and his Obliterator army have arrived. I repeat, General Clench's decepticon forces are attacking Darkmount!"[/color]
Darkmount was then assaulted by long range fire, as Darkmount's air troops form both sides took to the sky to do combat, decepticon verse decepticon. Genetica and her forces were left behind to defend the Darkmount form anyone who managed to get a foothold at the top of the castle.
(OOC: Armagedeon, Octopunch, Genetica, Stranglehold, Kommodus, Kahn, Fireblast, Earthcrusher, Vendetta... post away!)
In the still of night, across a barren waste land filled with dead husks of fallen warriors, a razor wolf howls at the end of a another cycle. He stands on a Reaver tank, burnt out and gutted, turned over and damaged, he looks form side to side after his call in to the blacken sky.
The stars are hardly even visible as smoke rises form the battle field, covering there dim lights. The dead carcasses of decepticons troops and vehicles, that burned in battle, now lie still and cooled down after the carnage that place them there.
The razor wolf howls again, his cries go unanswered. He looks for others like him, or any evidence of life, for where there is life there is energon, on this planet anyways. But unfortunately for him, there is nothing here for the wolf to scavenge for.
The third cry in to the night form the wolf is interrupted by a far off noise that echos in the creatures mind, putting fear in to his primitive spark. He becomes alert as he recognizes the sounds and they come closer. He hears voices, and then over the voice comes the sound of footsteps, falling heavy on the land, crushing all that lies in their way with no re-guard for the life spark in held before. These would be the same creature that brought the destructive force of war here before thought the wolf, even though its mind was not complex like that of the more intelligent beings of this planet, he knew that they wiped everything away everything that lived, every thing that had energy and made it gone.
Before the razor wolf had wished he wasn't alone, that he was with his pack, hunting the wild terrain. But now, he wished he was far away. As the noise become louder and the ground actually shook, the wolf turned away and quickly made an escape. For even though he didn't understand why this awesome force of nature was here, he understood enough that anything that remained here would not live.
On top of Darkmount, Interceptor troops, the new and improved fighter jets that replaced the once fearsome seekers, walked along its battered and scared castle walls, waiting for the next onslaught of decepticons who were intent in taking the capital of Polyhex for themselves. Their leader, air commander Vendetta, looked through a pair of electro-binoculars and saw the decepticon legion , who would other wise have been by their side against the autobots, coming to kill them and take Darkmount for themselves.
As he activated his comlink to contact with the remaining decepticons who still stood defending Darkmount, the leader of the approaching faction, General Clench of the Obliterators, fire a volley of red plasma bolts up at the castle, informing all in Darkmount that his army was here. "Air commander Vendetta reporting, code red! General Clench and his Obliterator army have arrived. I repeat, General Clench's decepticon forces are attacking Darkmount!"[/color]
Darkmount was then assaulted by long range fire, as Darkmount's air troops form both sides took to the sky to do combat, decepticon verse decepticon. Genetica and her forces were left behind to defend the Darkmount form anyone who managed to get a foothold at the top of the castle.
(OOC: Armagedeon, Octopunch, Genetica, Stranglehold, Kommodus, Kahn, Fireblast, Earthcrusher, Vendetta... post away!)