by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:59 pm
by Barboneia » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:06 pm
by Scamvidia » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:09 pm
by Chaos Crescent » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:13 pm
by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:17 pm
by Barboneia » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:20 pm
TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:"CHARBEST TELASHEET!" A Culdranth on the battlements shouted an alarm, about twenty others joining him with rifles aimed at the small group ahead.
The sounds of guns loading and shouting were heard from inside, the gate slowly opening with an American in uniform and a Frenchman. The American wields a double-barrelled shotgun whilst the Frenchman appears to be holding an MP40.
The American raises an eyebrow. "The hell?"
The Frenchman shouts something in Culdranth and the guards slowly put away their weapons. He steps forward, his gun still drawn. "Civilians, James. Probably refugees. I think the last thing these people need is to be greeted with more violence, oui?" He says, extending his hand out towards Dom. "Welcome to Fort Selouis, mon ami. You're safe here."
by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:24 pm
Barboneia wrote:TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:"CHARBEST TELASHEET!" A Culdranth on the battlements shouted an alarm, about twenty others joining him with rifles aimed at the small group ahead.
The sounds of guns loading and shouting were heard from inside, the gate slowly opening with an American in uniform and a Frenchman. The American wields a double-barrelled shotgun whilst the Frenchman appears to be holding an MP40.
The American raises an eyebrow. "The hell?"
The Frenchman shouts something in Culdranth and the guards slowly put away their weapons. He steps forward, his gun still drawn. "Civilians, James. Probably refugees. I think the last thing these people need is to be greeted with more violence, oui?" He says, extending his hand out towards Dom. "Welcome to Fort Selouis, mon ami. You're safe here."
Dom shook the frenchman's hand reluctantly.
"Erm... How're ya, mate? This is some sort of fort, I see? Why are you lot using such... Old, weaponry?"
Dom puts a hand to his forehead and thinks.
"Oh fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck. Oi, mate, what year is it?"
by Barboneia » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:27 pm
TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:Barboneia wrote:Dom shook the frenchman's hand reluctantly.
"Erm... How're ya, mate? This is some sort of fort, I see? Why are you lot using such... Old, weaponry?"
Dom puts a hand to his forehead and thinks.
"Oh fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck. Oi, mate, what year is it?"
"It's 1943, Englishman." He says, raising an eyebrow confusedly. "Something wrong? Surely you haven't come all this way with so many refugees on accident." He spots Crysal in the small crowd behind him and smiles widely. "James! I see the old horned woman!" The American shoves past him, a wide grin on his face. "No shit. It's the crazy ginger herself. Crissal! Good to fucking see you!"
Crysal walks over, Adri following close behind. She's about to give him a handshake before hugging him violently, laughing maniacally. "James, you fucking Western bastard! How're you?!" She smiles at the Frenchman and gives him a polite nod.
James sighs. "I'll explain the situation once we get inside." He looks at Adri uncomfortably, assuming her to be Crysal's daughter or something. "We just looted a shipment of food from a Kraut caravan. The situation's pretty shit." The gates are opened fully, and the refugees begin piling inside.
by Chaos Crescent » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:28 pm
Barboneia wrote:TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:"It's 1943, Englishman." He says, raising an eyebrow confusedly. "Something wrong? Surely you haven't come all this way with so many refugees on accident." He spots Crysal in the small crowd behind him and smiles widely. "James! I see the old horned woman!" The American shoves past him, a wide grin on his face. "No shit. It's the crazy ginger herself. Crissal! Good to fucking see you!"
Crysal walks over, Adri following close behind. She's about to give him a handshake before hugging him violently, laughing maniacally. "James, you fucking Western bastard! How're you?!" She smiles at the Frenchman and gives him a polite nod.
James sighs. "I'll explain the situation once we get inside." He looks at Adri uncomfortably, assuming her to be Crysal's daughter or something. "We just looted a shipment of food from a Kraut caravan. The situation's pretty shit." The gates are opened fully, and the refugees begin piling inside.
Alexi joins the crowd of refugees, and seems to blend in rather easily with them. He give a wayward glance to Dom, who seemed to be shaking violently.
"Nuh... Nuh-nineteen fourty... Fourty... Fourty three?! No... No.... Oh fuck! OH FUCK!"
Dom collapsed to the ground crying.
"I DON'T WANT TO BE BLOODY TRAPPED IN FOURTY-THREE! OH GOOOOD! OH GOOOOOD!"
Dom curled into a tight ball on the ball, shaking violently.
by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:31 pm
Barboneia wrote:Alexi joins the crowd of refugees, and seems to blend in rather easily with them. He give a wayward glance to Dom, who seemed to be shaking violently.
"Nuh... Nuh-nineteen fourty... Fourty... Fourty three?! No... No.... Oh fuck! OH FUCK!"
Dom collapsed to the ground crying.
"I DON'T WANT TO BE BLOODY TRAPPED IN FOURTY-THREE! OH GOOOOD! OH GOOOOOD!"
Dom curled into a tight ball on the ball, shaking violently.
by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:32 pm
Chaos Crescent wrote:'Dude do that away from the entrance....'
Steps over him then look around curiously.
by Barboneia » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:33 pm
TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:Barboneia wrote:Alexi joins the crowd of refugees, and seems to blend in rather easily with them. He give a wayward glance to Dom, who seemed to be shaking violently.
"Nuh... Nuh-nineteen fourty... Fourty... Fourty three?! No... No.... Oh fuck! OH FUCK!"
Dom collapsed to the ground crying.
"I DON'T WANT TO BE BLOODY TRAPPED IN FOURTY-THREE! OH GOOOOD! OH GOOOOOD!"
Dom curled into a tight ball on the ball, shaking violently.
People begin stepping over him, and the Frenchman sighs. "Not fucking now... Amelie! We've either got a looney or a drunkard. Help me haul his ass to the medical tent, yes?"
A woman, appearing to be in her late thirties nods and gives the Frenchman a light glare as they pick Dom up and start dragging him to a tent with a red cross on the front.
Meanwhile, Rusla and Kasat very rapidly get to work at the unmanned bar.
by Chaos Crescent » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:35 pm
TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:Chaos Crescent wrote:'Dude do that away from the entrance....'
Steps over him then look around curiously.
The place is obscured by trees for the most part, and can almost blend in with the rest of the forest. Inside, there are several buildings hastily scrabbled together with logs, serving as housing, storage, and the bar/quarters in the center. There's also a medical tent in the corner. Several messy, unwashed Culdranth and Arkadacians run by, exchanging information.
by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:40 pm
Barboneia wrote:Alexi walks into the bar, staring outside for a second before turning to Rusla and Kasat.
"Hello, comrades. It seems we are not in 2015 anymore, eh? What happened, exactly? Also, do you need any help? I would be happy to help."
by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:40 pm
Chaos Crescent wrote:TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:The place is obscured by trees for the most part, and can almost blend in with the rest of the forest. Inside, there are several buildings hastily scrabbled together with logs, serving as housing, storage, and the bar/quarters in the center. There's also a medical tent in the corner. Several messy, unwashed Culdranth and Arkadacians run by, exchanging information.
Takes in the lay out then heads towards any place that he could clean up the dirt and mud from his long belly crawling trek behind lines.
by Torrocca » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:41 pm
by Barboneia » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:41 pm
TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:Barboneia wrote:Alexi walks into the bar, staring outside for a second before turning to Rusla and Kasat.
"Hello, comrades. It seems we are not in 2015 anymore, eh? What happened, exactly? Also, do you need any help? I would be happy to help."
Rusla begins setting up tables while Kasat starts laying out drinks.
Kasat shrugs. "No fucking clue. Place just got blown up and my great-granddad had a convienently placed portal to the past right there. But I didn't seem him in the crowd, strangely enough..."
Crysal and James walk inside while she explains her situation. As they sit down, James laughs uncontrollaby. "So in a few months you're going to reincarnate. So there's gonna be two Crissals running around? The Nazis are fucked!"
Crysal grins lightly. "Well, the Nazis are sort of my secondary goal right now... I'm looking for someone. An old enemy, if you will."
"... Is this going to be like the last time we worked together where you roped me into fist-fighting with an ancient German warlord?"
"Thankfully not as exciting. And I'm going to be more straight-forward. But we'll save it for later."
A much younger, less drunk looking Byron steps inside, dressed in a rather snazzy suit and fedora. "Can't get ten seconds alone from the bloody wife, I tell you."
by Chaos Crescent » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:43 pm
by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:45 pm
Barboneia wrote:Alexi stares at the young Byron in shock.
"Byron?! Is that really you? Or at least, what you once were?"
by Barboneia » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:46 pm
TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:Barboneia wrote:Alexi stares at the young Byron in shock.
"Byron?! Is that really you? Or at least, what you once were?"
He looks up at him, raising an eyebrow. "What the hell are you talking about?" It seems his accent is significantly less vaguely Cockney, and sounds more upper-class at this point. "I mean, yeah, I'm Byron."
by Ava Ire » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:46 pm
"Down to Gehenna or up to the Throne, he travels the fastest who travels alone." ~
by TotallyNotEvilLand » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:52 pm
Barboneia wrote:TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:He looks up at him, raising an eyebrow. "What the hell are you talking about?" It seems his accent is significantly less vaguely Cockney, and sounds more upper-class at this point. "I mean, yeah, I'm Byron."
"Well, I'm from the future. And I met your future self. You're a lot less nice looking, and you're a drunk, and you spoke more properly, and other stuff."
Alexi rubs his head.
Ava Ire wrote:A large, muscular man with blond hair and blue eyes stumbles in, wearing an Air Force jacket. He appears battered and bruised.
"Damn Japs..."
He orders a beer, taking off his aviator sunglasses.
by Barboneia » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:54 pm
TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:Barboneia wrote:"Well, I'm from the future. And I met your future self. You're a lot less nice looking, and you're a drunk, and you spoke more properly, and other stuff."
Alexi rubs his head.
"Mate, I think the war's got to you." He laughs and leans up against the wall, stretching his arms out. "Well, it's got to everyone, you know what I mean."
by Chaos Crescent » Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:55 pm
Val Halla wrote:Rya picks herself up off the floor, and dusts herself off.
"Whoah, did I get drunk really bad? I'm kinda dizzy..."
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