Planet Jira: Rising [DEAD]

[Vaxon]

The Commander responded, "Because, the Empire has a goal of bringing peace and harmony between all Jirans and Ariaxolans, and needs all the help it can get. It also has a few other plans. Oh, and don't worry, you may be a Jirank, but to our Emperor, your kind is a Jiran.", the commander chuckled, hoping he would not offend the general.
Then he said, "It is fine if you do not accept, however, declining this invitation will reserve you a spot in our alliance later should you change your mind.", he said with a grin.

The Commanding General spoke in a different language causing a soldier to walk over. He gave him the note and he walked off "We shall see what the High King says. I make no promises. Now I advise you move. The sand worms tend to lurk around the entrance" With that he walked back into the city. The huge gates closed up and locked leaving the Ariaxolan's outside.

The commander said 'Good Day' and left.
Then the Ariaxolans from left the locations of the leaders who've already answered and/or have an answer going to be ready and returned home.
The Ariaxolans were preparing something big, if they needed the help of all the Jiran species, and higher-up Jirank Species.
Whatever they were planning, it was bigger than anything they had prepared before.

[Lunas Legion]

The Duskstrider smashed into the power router as the bullets shredded through the thick exoskeleton, rupturing vital organs. The Duskstrider could feel blood leaking out of his body, but all Duskstriders would give their lives for the good of the hive.

This was one of those times. As more blood continued to flow freely from the deep wounds, the Duskstrider viciously began to claw at the router, shredding many of the wires before it finally dropped dead, letting out a ear shattering death scream as it did so.

Inside the apartment block, the two Duskstriders had already located their first targets- a normal Ariaxolan family.

One leaped out from the vent into the room and within minutes the apartment was turned from a normal apartment into a mess of blood and organs before the Duskstalker crawled back into the vents as the lights began to cut off and then back on.

[Vaxon]

The Soldiers were ordered to search the buildings after they killed the one on the roof.
Within a few moments, they found the bloodied apartment and saw the vents open.
The Commanding Officer said, "Send in the X-10 Hunters, now!", he orered.
They brought in three small drones equipped a machine gun which had Ariaxolan bullets which wouldn't harm the vents much.
They slowly began tracking the Duskriders and then began shooting the moment the drones found them.

[Lunas Legion]

The drones weren't much use in the tightly confined spaces. The quiet whine of their hover engines was easily perceptible to the Duskstriders in the almost silent vents and one hit from a claw would shred through the drones control unit.

The Duskstriders did not escape unharmed, however- bullets were lodged in their exoskeletons and blood was slowly triclinic out onto the vent.

At that point, the wounds were filled in with jet black bone as the Duskstriders let the hive mind do what it did best- modification.

Their exoskeletons began to thicken, eventually becoming completely covered with a spiny jet-black bone carapace.

[Jirankian Duskstrider has evolved]
[bulletproof carapace- stops low to medium velocity bullets. Reduces speed slightly.]

[Sempans]

The Elder called all the Alphas, as well as all the top priority Mercurians, including Daveths father, who brought along Daveth. "I was just in touch with the Ariaxolan. Apparently, the rumors we have gotten are true, and the Emperor plans on making an alliance with all the Jirans...this can only mean are bugs have been procuring the right data, and he plans to go on a campaign on all the lesser beings on Jira!" The Mercurians around him look stern, while Daveth looks in shock "B-but," thinks Daveth, "how can one think to exterminate entire species!"
The Elder continues, "I have agreed to a dinner party tomorrow. I know it is to soon after the ritual, but we need to figure out what to do as soon as possible, and prepare at once. It is fortunate that we are evolving tonight as well. Now, tomorrow, I have decided to send out several of us to go, they include: Davon, the emissary, Kanade, who will represent the lower clans, and Daveth, who will represent the upper echelon clans." An utter face of surprise hit Daveth, but he knew he could not say anything, as was proper etiquette, and nods.
The elder nods at Daveth."Now run along Daveth, me and the rest must develop plans for the future, we shgall see you at the ritual...

[Vaxon]

The Drones chased the Duskstriders out of the vents and eventually the city.
Then they deactivated.
The soldiers activated the automated defense system inside and outside of the sewers as well as the city.
Now, the city of Korex, capitol of The Ariaxolan Empire was equal to Fort Knox.
No one was getting back in without invitation.

The next day....

The Emperor had his servants prepare an extremely large feast for everyone who was coming.
He was excited.
Today was the day he could get the alliances he needed.

[Sempans]

The ritual went off in blurry, semi-referable moments. All Daveth could remember was the sharp beat of the drums and gongs, the aromatic scents of the incense, the deeply smoky air, the feeling of your own physical DNA changing, your entire body slowly but surly forming new features. The huge storm that came by felt like the most powerful maelstrom ever experienced in the forest.
Daveth awoke in his room, designed by himself as was tradition, and sighed, today was the big day. He felt his new assets in his mouth and his paws. "Oh, I would love to see an Atloathi get me now!" I smirked. I got up and was pleased to see Kanade had slept here as well. He growled pleasantly to himself and walked off ...

(OOC: Evolve:Extra sharp canine teeth, retractable claws of unknown strength)

[Novia Soviet Socialist Republic]

Ra'zaar looked at the message and sighed "He threatens to kill all wild life on the planet now this?" He sent a message to the Commanding General of P'trovia telling him to initiate Project Cloverfield. They had 3 of these beasts ready. Now all they needed to do was release them in their territories. He stood up and went down to the hanger where he got in a Tormentor gunship and began flying towards the feast.

[Ralnis]

The people were angry, they wanted war, and there was a reason for this cause of war. The tensions between the two species were high during the years as the people had lost some of their desert to the Apex because of the war, but the Apex had lost some of their land as well in the war. The people were awaiting an answer and even though the Clan Leader had tried to build military on the border, but with the still proclamation from the Apex Emperor still ringing through the minds of the Bixbyites and Ordo Sunry as he also realize that his decision was not enough for his people. He knew that tensions were high enough for his people wanted to fight the Apex, and he must reclaim the desert from the Apex and it is true that as their rivals, that they will not be ignored.

Ordo called the General of the Clan's army and he bowed and begin to speak.
"Yes Leader, what is your command?"
" I hear the anger of the people, I know I have told you to stationed more men and begin drafting the military, but the people want war, and I have decided that I it is time to go to war against the Apex before they strike first because the one who dares,wins!"
The General bows and prepares the army for the first war in several years against the Apex.

Into the Ariaxolan desert territory
The Bixbyite army was preparing against the first city of many in order to push the Apex of the desert for the glory of the Bixbyite. The soilders were just about ready to fire the siege walker tanks and batteries and aimed at the walls of the city as the glory of the battle and Bixbyite species will be tested here as it did so long ago.

(OOC: The Term Apex is actually what the Bixbyite call the Ariaxolans, just to let everyone know)

[Transoxthraxia]

The ritual went off in blurry, semi-referable moments. All Daveth could remember was the sharp beat of the drums and gongs, the aromatic scents of the incense, the deeply smoky air, the feeling of your own physical DNA changing, your entire body slowly but surly forming new features. The huge storm that came by felt like the most powerful maelstrom ever experienced in the forest.
Daveth awoke in his room, designed by himself as was tradition, and sighed, today was the big day. He felt his new assets in his mouth and his paws. "Oh, I would love to see an Atloathi get me now!" I smirked. I got up and was pleased to see Kanade had slept here as well. He growled pleasantly to himself and walked off ...

(OOC: Evolve:Extra sharp canine teeth, retractable claws of unknown strength)

The forest was quiet, except for the ceremony that was happening in front of the Atloalothi. There were about fourty or fifty of them, all hidden within the dark forests that surrounded Daveth and his people, the rain falling on their cloaked, shrouded bodies. They were making sacrifices to their Gods, they could interpret, through the use of a ceremony. The Atloalothi had no Gods, they realized that they had lost them long ago. Some stood, some sat, and some lay down, but all were silent, nearly impossible to spot, unless one had either heat seeking vision, or knew how the Atloalothi hunted. They had no real concept of time, of course. Their whole hunting technique was based around the concept of patience. The clan, all of whom were, for the most part, members of different Atloalothi tribes, all had assembled, called by the Sachem. He said that it was time to do the Nurge, a yearly ceremonial massacre of a specific species, each year chosen by the Sachem. This year, it had been the Neptus.

The Atloalothi were everywhere within the forest, most solitary, and only a few in a group, never exceeding three or four Atloalothi. They all waited there, patiently. Though the Atloalothi lacked Gods, they certainly didn't lack superstition, and it was said that a heavy rain before a Nurge was a sign of good luck. During nightfall, they didn't sleep, and, if they did, they did so in shifts. The sign of the attack would come from the Sachem, who would lead the charge. Waiting until dawn, the Atloalothi stood, sat, lay down, and perched among tree branches, moving silently, not talking. It was only until late morning in which the order was given. In his gruff voice, the Sachem, yelled, calling his warriors to battle. Although Jurrak, along with his close personal complement led the charge in the open field, massacring unarmed targets, with swords, primitive guns, and their teeth, sometimes literally punching them to death with their ceremonious knuckle armor. However, their exposure was limited. Within thirty seconds, they disappeared back into the forests, their complement of the other fourty renowned hunters appearing, killing, snatching, and disappearing again.

Jurrak himself was an impressive sight to behold, a massive, muscular body, moving brutally and quickly, snapping necks, biting faces, and cutting victims in two, before gracefully disappearing into the jungle. He stood taller than the average Atloalothi, tipping the scales at 8'1, and weighing around three hundred and twenty pounds. He didn't wear nearly as much dress as the others, opting instead to let his arms, thighs, and face show, rather than wear a full complement of armour like his compatriots. However, his stealth soon gave way, he and two others of his close personal guard emerging onto the battlefield, stalking about, murdering any who attacked them from up close. One of those who followed him was armed with a long range rifle, and took care, with somewhat crude aim, farther away armed target, Jurrak, laughing as he went, stalked among the tribe's land, his clan still using stealth while he showed his face on the slaughter fields.

[OrigamiMaster]

Yagoob woke up in the morning. YES! Yagoob thought to himself. We have survived the night! Now, even though it was so hot there that the cactus was almost burning. Then, he saw that the cactus actually was burning. He sounded the alarm (A loud CROAK!!!!) , and then they got out of their burning cactus. Now, to find food...

(OOC: Heat retardant skin is not an evolution because they live in the desert. They should probably have already gottten that.)

[Vaxon]

The Emperor had the feast prepared for the Jiran leaders coming today.
Soldiers at the front gates of every city welcomed them like heroes, pointing the way to the capitol city of Korex.
In Korex, every one saluted them by lifting their arms and forming an X with them, chanting, "HEIL!", at them.
Inside the Grand Palace, which was an honor to get into, as no ordinary citizen could ever enter it, there was a large table set up with enough food fit for a hundred kings.
Emperor Orlock had his helmet off, only his armor on.
His hair was black, his eyes were hazel (blueish brown.), and he was rather tall.
His skin tone was reddish-orange, making him seem like a tan lobster color.
Orlock said to the leaders as they arrive, "Hello, fellow Kings, Leaders, and Emperors. I am Orlock Maxmillion, Emperor of the Ariaxolan Empire. Please, take a seat, as it is time for the feast. We must talk about alliances and such.", he said this with a smile.
His teeth were pure white, cleaner than anything.

[Novia Soviet Socialist Republic]

The Emperor had the feast prepared for the Jiran leaders coming today.
Soldiers at the front gates of every city welcomed them like heroes, pointing the way to the capitol city of Korex.
In Korex, every one saluted them by lifting their arms and forming an X with them, chanting, "HEIL!", at them.
Inside the Grand Palace, which was an honor to get into, as no ordinary citizen could ever enter it, there was a large table set up with enough food fit for a hundred kings.
Emperor Orlock had his helmet off, only his armor on.
His hair was black, his eyes were hazel (blueish brown.), and he was rather tall.
His skin tone was reddish-orange, making him seem like a tan lobster color.
Orlock said to the leaders as they arrive, "Hello, fellow Kings, Leaders, and Emperors. I am Orlock Maxmillion, Emperor of the Ariaxolan Empire. Please, take a seat, as it is time for the feast. We must talk about alliances and such.", he said this with a smile.
His teeth were pure white, cleaner than anything.

As the gunship landed inside the city' High King Ra'zaar got off along with two Kings. They walked to the palace keeping that intimidating posture and look as they always did. Eventually the arrived and sat down at the table. He wasn't sure what to think of this. The High King had not thought up of any sort of speech or anything and neither had the two kings that sat next to him. He just hoped they just wanted to move the wild life out of their territory rather than completely destroy them all.

Meanwhile at P'trovia biological weapons facility...

Scientists prepared to release the three Cloverfield beasts into the Ariaxolans desert territories if this so called alliance meeting went wrong. They stood 200 foot tall and appeared to be resistant to most kinetic based damage. Even all but the most powerful of explosives couldn't punch through the beasts tough skin.

[Vaxon]

The Emperor had the feast prepared for the Jiran leaders coming today.
Soldiers at the front gates of every city welcomed them like heroes, pointing the way to the capitol city of Korex.
In Korex, every one saluted them by lifting their arms and forming an X with them, chanting, "HEIL!", at them.
Inside the Grand Palace, which was an honor to get into, as no ordinary citizen could ever enter it, there was a large table set up with enough food fit for a hundred kings.
Emperor Orlock had his helmet off, only his armor on.
His hair was black, his eyes were hazel (blueish brown.), and he was rather tall.
His skin tone was reddish-orange, making him seem like a tan lobster color.
Orlock said to the leaders as they arrive, "Hello, fellow Kings, Leaders, and Emperors. I am Orlock Maxmillion, Emperor of the Ariaxolan Empire. Please, take a seat, as it is time for the feast. We must talk about alliances and such.", he said this with a smile.
His teeth were pure white, cleaner than anything.

As the gunship landed inside the city' High King Ra'zaar got off along with two Kings. They walked to the palace keeping that intimidating posture and look as they always did. Eventually the arrived and sat down at the table. He wasn't sure what to think of this. The High King had not thought up of any sort of speech or anything and neither had the two kings that sat next to him. He just hoped they just wanted to move the wild life out of their territory rather than completely destroy them all.

Meanwhile at P'trovia biological weapons facility...

Scientists prepared to release the three Cloverfield beasts into the Ariaxolans desert territories if this so called alliance meeting went wrong. They stood 200 foot tall and appeared to be resistant to most kinetic based damage. Even all but the most powerful of explosives couldn't punch through the beasts tough skin.

Orlock looked at Ra'zaar with a smile, saying, "Welcome to my Palace, and I hope you enjoy this feast. We feast first, then we talk about alliances.", he said very politely, starting to eat his Roxorth (Jira's version of chicken. ).
He then said, "Go ahead, take a seat anywhere. Guards, please greet any more leaders that come into my Palace by directing them to this feast.", he said in an orderly voice.

[Sempans]

Daveth, Kanade, and Davon had been running from city to city, their fur gleaming in the Jiran sun. They might quite a sight to people, who rarely see a giant wolf-like creature asking where the capital city is. Kanade had been tense ever since they left, not wanting to leave since the nurge was happening once again to them this year. I looked at him sadly and spoke as we neared the capital "Kanade..." He looked at me and said "Don't. I know you would be only trying to help...but I am a representative of them...I should be there..."
When they reached the city and were directed through the gates with such enthusiasm, it was quite disconcerting. The citizens, upon seeing us, would raise their fists in X's and cheer at as. As we passed along, Daveth noticed down a road a closed off scene that seemed to have turned bloody...
They reached the emporers palace, "Hmm," Daveth mutters," I can see that our architecture was involved...not good ones, but still."
They got in and sat down, all three of them, in front of two other kings and who he knew was High King Ra'zaar, who Daveth nodded to. He looked down at the feast. "Well, at least they have non-meat food, so its already a plus," says the emmisary Davon lightly...


Meanwhile, back up North...

Covert bands of Mercurians were roaming the edges of the wild while others were trying to maintaining the nurge crisis once more. The covert patrols had actually looking from the forest at some of the closest cities, so just in case things go awry, they can be prepared...

[Ralnis]

The Bixbyite forces started to seige the Apex city as the tank shells flew into the wall. Among the seiging ofcity walls, thhe commander was going over a plan on the 3D holograpich projector as the seiging was underway.

Meanwhile in the Capital...
New drafting programs were being approved as the people are getting ready for war against the Apex, Clan Leader Ordo Sunry has started preparations and planning for a long drawn out war against the greatest foe in their history.

[Vaxon]

A Soldier interrupted the feast for a moment, "Emperor Orlock, Sir. We have a disturbance in the city of Joramix, Sector 7.", at this, the Emperor looked unpleased.
He asked the soldier, "Who is it attacking?", he regretted this, as he knew it was probably their long-time nemesis.
The soldier said in reply, "Bixbyite forces, sir.", and the Emperor looked as if he would have steam coming from his ears.
He barked at the soldier, "Send in everything we have! How dare they! After we tried making peace with those bafoons all those years ago!!!", he slammed his fists, nearly denting his part of the table.
The soldier simply nodded and ran out, scared into being quiet.
The Emperor said to the other leaders, "Sorry for the outburst. The bixbyites decided it was a nice time to attack during this feast. Now, lets all eat. After the feast, we shall talk.", he said as calmly as he could.


Meanwhile, in Joramix...

The Soldiers shot down the Bixbyite forces attacking the wall surrounding the city.
Suddenly, two Warships (look like the Helicarrier.) flew out and began blasting away at the Bixbyites, whilst bringing reinforcements.

[Sempans]

Several Mercurians were on top of the trees, following a trail that the Atloalothi had unknowingly created. They saw several spatters of scarlet blood in places, and knowing that the blood was their kin, only further ensured their determination. After so long of standing idly by as the Atloathi had killed their kind, the orders had been given for the first time since the early lupine era to attack back...something this time was only to happy to do, as it would be a surprise to the Atloathi that a group that they normally preyed on was on the offense for the first time.
They saw two, rogue Atloathi that must have either wandered off or was looking for wandering Mercurians to kill. They waited in the trees silently while they stood around in eery silence, and the wolves knew that they were implementing patience as their technique for all ambushes. The team of five Mercurians suddenly dropped down upon the duo, and attempted to attack them. Three were able to subdue one, using their mew retractable claws to slice through its skin like butter, the wolves grinning in fascination at what they have just done. The other two had become wounded, but not badly so, but the Atloathi had escaped what seemed like mortally wounded. Despite this, the wolves had felt a burning passion as they killed their ancient predators. Would the Atloathi be surprised....

Back at the clan...

Several wolves had been studying the crater for days, finding remnants of the asteroid in great abundance. They was an order from the elder, "Look into this crater, find the energy behind this radio-activity, and figure out a way to implement it by any means...especially warfare!" This shocked them,, as they had never attempted something as warfare. They knew, however, that things were changing. Just this morning, a team was sent out to ATTACK the Atloathi. Unprecedented as it was, it gave the Mercurians hope that they would be able to rid themselves of their prehistoric enemy at last. They were on the verge of a massive breakthrough....

At the Emperors capital...

Daveth was eating his salad when he heard the Bixybite attack. "Well," he whispered to Davon and Kanade," I see he is once again fighting one of our clients, which he had an outburst over. But it makes things more interesting. I wonder if they were responsible for that quarentined off area..."

[Lunas Legion]

The three Duskstriders returned from their raid with blood on their claws and shattered carapaces.

The Hive itself was located at the bottom of a collosal cave network that spread across much of the world through natural tunnels and tunnels burrowed by the Duskstalkers themselves between cave systems. Anyone attempting to purge the Hive would find themselves locked in a impossible battle- it was a ten kilometre walk through tunnels that were too narrow for vehicles to fit through to reach the Hive as the Duskstalkers own tunnels were much to narrow to pass through.

Many of the passages had Duskstalker passages in the ceilings and walls and any assault would go through a gauntlet of constant ambushes in a maze of caves.

It was also impossible to besiege the Hive- there was a seemingly infinite number of ways to the surface and it would be impossible to block them all, especally with the links to other cave networks and the sewer systems of many cities, or at least near to a sewer access.

Eventually the three Duskstriders joined a larger mob, roughly 20 strong, all with the newly evolved carapace. Many of the sentry Duskstriders would not have the carapace as surprise was their primary weapon and they were used primarily to defend the Hive or one of the sub-hives scattered across the underworld.

(OOC: call them Duskstalkers or Duskstriders- it's two different names for the same species)

[Vaxon]

The Emperor said after he finished his dinner, "So, did everyone enjoy their meals? If so, I would like to begin alliance-talks.", he said with a grin.
He ordered his servants to clean everyone's spaces away, but only if they were done eating.
Then, he said, "Alright, who would like to start the alliance talks? I will begin mine when you are all done.", he said and chuckled.
He then waited for a response.


In Joramix


The Soldiers fought and began pushing back bixyite troops.
The Emperor ordered lockdown of all cities, and forcefields covered every city via individualized generator.

[Novia Soviet Socialist Republic]

Ra'zaar and the other two kings finished off their meal and looked up at the Emperor "Actually yes I will start out. I disapprove of killing off the non intelligent life here. Some need it to maintain their culture and their food source you know!" He thumped his hand down on the table almost putting it through. A distinct cracking noise could be heard when he did. The kings just looked at him scared to intervene. Ra'zaar was certainly not someone you wanted to upset.

[Sempans]

I look over at Ra'zaar and nod, taking another bite out of my salad, "I do agree with the High King here...for the most part. Killing ALL unintelligent life would be a huge and possibly fatal feat on our part as intelligent species. However, I believe there are exceptions."
Kanade clears his throat. " The Atloathi have once again massacred many of our kind once again in their sadistic tradition of the Nurge. They have preyed upon our people since late Drord period. We have recently just attempted a first small attack on them, an unprecedented feat. However, our Alphas believe that unless this threat is taken care of, we will not survive for long, as the Atloathi have been attacking in more frequency in more numbers then ever, and our population is ever shrinking."
Daveth growls a gutteral, primal growl as Kanade finishes, driving the point through.

[Ralnis]

The Bixbyite forces were holding their own against the Apex counterattack as they were carving their glory and message in the skins of the Apex. The commander grabed a Bixbyite assalut rifle and killed several Apex with it as he got on the commlink.
"Apex put a forcefield up, we need air support to drop the busters and break their defenses."
"Understood Commander, Clan Pilots are comng in do time, hold the offensive and good hunting dear warrior" A Bixbyite walker tank was firing its support anti infantry machine guns while they were firing on Apex defenses and supporting ground forces that are some being surpress by gunfire.

[Vaxon]

I look over at Ra'zaar and nod, taking another bite out of my salad, "I do agree with the High King here...for the most part. Killing ALL unintelligent life would be a huge and possibly fatal feat on our part as intelligent species. However, I believe there are exceptions."
Kanade clears his throat. " The Atloathi have once again massacred many of our kind once again in their sadistic tradition of the Nurge. They have preyed upon our people since late Drord period. We have recently just attempted a first small attack on them, an unprecedented feat. However, our Alphas believe that unless this threat is taken care of, we will not survive for long, as the Atloathi have been attacking in more frequency in more numbers then ever, and our population is ever shrinking."
Daveth growls a gutteral, primal growl as Kanade finishes, driving the point through.

The Emperor nodded, "But, perhaps you did not hear me correctly; I want to get rid of the WORTHLESS and UNWANTED unintelligent species. The ones used for food and such may stay around.", he said with a laugh at the misunderstanding.
Then he said, "Do you have any other things you'd like to discuss? Or may I speak now?", he asked politely as he could.
He snapped his fingers and his servants brought them all drinks of the freshest water; 100% filtered and cold, bacteria inside and such nonexistent.
He said, "Here, a drink of my finest water.", and he drank some of his water he got.

[Lunas Legion]

The pack of Duskstalkers cut through the underworld of tunnels until they reached the city known as 'Joramix'.

The pack of 20 split into two smaller groups of ten, one of which would hit the force field generator while the other went and wrecked carnage in the city streets.

The first pack exited the sewers through a back alley grate before climbing onto the rooftops as they moved towards the edge of the city while the second pack continued through the sewers towards the force field generator.

All had the new thicker carapace, which would hopefully give the so-called 'Apex predator' a shock. It was high time they learned that everything had a consumer, everything except a disease. Which is what Duskstriders are.