12-23-2006, 12:58 AM
The camp grounds were in high alert. The Outcasts were being driven back by United forces. Men were running to and fro and were preparing themselfs for all out battle. Cannons were being assembled, empty magazines were being reloaded, a scene Koola loved very much.
The purple changeling and his assentient, Flemings, were heading toward the main camp grounds, trying to find the leader that Paragus ordered him to find. Android Sixteen's army was holding strong, the Outcasts stood no chance. Even so, Koola knew that his forces would take casualties trying to raid and capture the band of misfits. He?d been with them before, and knew that their resolve was strong.
Koola looked one at the yellow flagged fort in the distance. He softly spoke to himself. ?A pity really. Such a strong army torn asunder so quickly. I didn?t foresee them lose so fast, a shame.?
He reached the main tent, and looked inside. There were several people running around, trying to find something. There were five of them, and they all were changelings. Each one had a rifle strapped around their shoulders, and a uniform signifying that they were in the united army. Each one looked somehow similar to the other ones in some way. Maybe the tail was shaped the same as another, or their nose had the same look. Once one of them found what they were looking for, they stampeded out of the tent, running Koola over.
They turned around and saw the changeling prince flat on his back, black footprints all over his body. One of them yelled ?Sorry!? before speeding off with the rest of his group. Koola sprang up, and gave chase to the hit and run gang. Flemings looked over, slightly shaken at what happened, and trailed behind his master.
The quintuplets finally reach their destination, and laid their package down. Koola stopped slowly behind them, and looked at where he was. He was looking at a tall stand, about 15 feet in the air. After closer inspection, it looked to be a snipers stand, and was confirmed when he saw the sniper. He was tall and built, and had a spiky orange mohawk on his head. He carried a PSG1 model rifle, an old model, but still very useful.
?He fits the description! He must be Sixteen.?
Before he could greet him properly, Fleming came up from behind and ran into Koola, unable to stop. The force of the blow shoved the duo into the pack of changelings, knocking all seven changelings down. The Android turned around to see the two unfamiliar faces, and pointed his gun at them. Koola looked up, and saluted. He stated aloud in a comical manner, ?United soldier Koola reporting for duty!?
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After the unintended first impression, Sixteen finally believed that the two former Outcast soldiers were working for them after hearing that they met Paragus already. The Android was still in his sniping position, peppering the enemy with bullets. Koola was standing beside him, talking.
?So, the Outcasts aren?t going down without a fight, huh? Figures, that?s the Commander for yeah. Still a bitch to beat, huh??
Sixteen replied after firing another shot. ?Yeah, I guess so, and I can tell already that these men are going to go down in style. They ruthlessly killed my messenger trying to offer them peace.?
?Then that leaves United and Dante as the only two remaining fractions. It looks like it?ll be over with within a few weeks, maybe a few days. Who quickly this war came to an end.?
?Yeah, I sure hope that the remains of the Outcast army does some damage to the opposition.? He fired another round at the Outcasts. Several guards dropped dead.
?Hm...I wonder what would happen if...? Koola stopped, trying to think for a minute. Sixteen looked at him for a moment, before returning his sight to the battle.
?What? What would happen??
Koola smirked as he looked up. He gave a glance to the five changelings and back to the sniper/soldier. ?I think I have a plan.?
The purple changeling and his assentient, Flemings, were heading toward the main camp grounds, trying to find the leader that Paragus ordered him to find. Android Sixteen's army was holding strong, the Outcasts stood no chance. Even so, Koola knew that his forces would take casualties trying to raid and capture the band of misfits. He?d been with them before, and knew that their resolve was strong.
Koola looked one at the yellow flagged fort in the distance. He softly spoke to himself. ?A pity really. Such a strong army torn asunder so quickly. I didn?t foresee them lose so fast, a shame.?
He reached the main tent, and looked inside. There were several people running around, trying to find something. There were five of them, and they all were changelings. Each one had a rifle strapped around their shoulders, and a uniform signifying that they were in the united army. Each one looked somehow similar to the other ones in some way. Maybe the tail was shaped the same as another, or their nose had the same look. Once one of them found what they were looking for, they stampeded out of the tent, running Koola over.
They turned around and saw the changeling prince flat on his back, black footprints all over his body. One of them yelled ?Sorry!? before speeding off with the rest of his group. Koola sprang up, and gave chase to the hit and run gang. Flemings looked over, slightly shaken at what happened, and trailed behind his master.
The quintuplets finally reach their destination, and laid their package down. Koola stopped slowly behind them, and looked at where he was. He was looking at a tall stand, about 15 feet in the air. After closer inspection, it looked to be a snipers stand, and was confirmed when he saw the sniper. He was tall and built, and had a spiky orange mohawk on his head. He carried a PSG1 model rifle, an old model, but still very useful.
?He fits the description! He must be Sixteen.?
Before he could greet him properly, Fleming came up from behind and ran into Koola, unable to stop. The force of the blow shoved the duo into the pack of changelings, knocking all seven changelings down. The Android turned around to see the two unfamiliar faces, and pointed his gun at them. Koola looked up, and saluted. He stated aloud in a comical manner, ?United soldier Koola reporting for duty!?
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After the unintended first impression, Sixteen finally believed that the two former Outcast soldiers were working for them after hearing that they met Paragus already. The Android was still in his sniping position, peppering the enemy with bullets. Koola was standing beside him, talking.
?So, the Outcasts aren?t going down without a fight, huh? Figures, that?s the Commander for yeah. Still a bitch to beat, huh??
Sixteen replied after firing another shot. ?Yeah, I guess so, and I can tell already that these men are going to go down in style. They ruthlessly killed my messenger trying to offer them peace.?
?Then that leaves United and Dante as the only two remaining fractions. It looks like it?ll be over with within a few weeks, maybe a few days. Who quickly this war came to an end.?
?Yeah, I sure hope that the remains of the Outcast army does some damage to the opposition.? He fired another round at the Outcasts. Several guards dropped dead.
?Hm...I wonder what would happen if...? Koola stopped, trying to think for a minute. Sixteen looked at him for a moment, before returning his sight to the battle.
?What? What would happen??
Koola smirked as he looked up. He gave a glance to the five changelings and back to the sniper/soldier. ?I think I have a plan.?


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