by Crabaiaia » Thu Nov 26, 2020 5:37 pm
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Crabaiaia » Thu Nov 26, 2020 9:01 pm
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Crabaiaia » Sat Nov 28, 2020 8:44 pm
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Crabaiaia » Mon Nov 30, 2020 4:27 am
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Old Tanokiana » Mon Nov 30, 2020 7:24 am
by Crabaiaia » Mon Nov 30, 2020 5:52 pm
Old Tanokiana wrote:5:47 P.M., the Crabaian national airport...
Danlend had arrived, finally, that two day flight was bad for his posture. He stepped out to breath in the air; an unpleasant smell of Parisian cologne. Someone must've missed a shower. He had booked for a hotel room the night before his lift-off, with the information he got from the little chair-monitors on planes, he'd know what he'd be dealing with. He grabbed his luggage and headed off to the address of the hotel he'll be staying at. On the way, his sense of smell is assaulted by what can only described as Dew-fueled rallies of neckbearded fedora tippers. "Surprised they aren't singing that Les Miserables song." he thought to himself, he had personally known Furries in his local area, and they seemed tame compared to these farquads. His luggage carries a fire-retardant suits and CBRN graded masks and filters, along with a cheap expandable baton hidden in his jacket just in case. He gets to the address and enters the building, and heads for his room. room 227. He was gonna have to get through a rough day, hopefully his Arnis skills help out. bzzzt! bzzzt! it's his phone, he picks it up. "Ja?" Dan says almost instinctively.
Ooc: sorry I'm late
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Imperial Rifta » Mon Nov 30, 2020 6:51 pm
News: The Riftan Professional Bailball League’s playoffs begin and the headlines are stolen by the massive upset by the Etnasa Warhorses over the Proxima Purple Knights in the first round. Meanwhile, the Sarif Beasts topple the Cesar Red after a low scoring game culminating in a one-point victory.
by Crabaiaia » Mon Nov 30, 2020 7:07 pm
Imperial Rifta wrote:OOC: I’ll start tomorrow if possible. Sorry
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Old Tanokiana » Tue Dec 01, 2020 2:02 am
Crabaiaia wrote:"Hello welcome to the Meman Chapo Hotel, you must be volunteering to aid in the crisis, because of this we'll offer a discount" says the Receptionist
OOC: Uhm, you're the earliest bird here, so uhh...
by Crabaiaia » Tue Dec 01, 2020 3:28 am
Old Tanokiana wrote:Crabaiaia wrote:"Hello welcome to the Meman Chapo Hotel, you must be volunteering to aid in the crisis, because of this we'll offer a discount" says the Receptionist
OOC: Uhm, you're the earliest bird here, so uhh...
"Ah, Dank- I mean, Thank you." The receptionist hangs up on him. "How kind" he thought. All he needed to do now was call up a fire department or a police department to know where he'll be heading to next. He calls up the receptionist to ask if they have any phone books. But that'll be done in the morning (ooc: that will be later in the eve my local time). For now, he sleeps.
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Crabaiaia » Tue Dec 01, 2020 3:58 am
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Old Tanokiana » Tue Dec 01, 2020 7:26 am
by Crabaiaia » Tue Dec 01, 2020 4:08 pm
Old Tanokiana wrote:With a can of soda in hand and 2 hours of sleep, Danlend is on his way to Civet city on a bus. He noticed they haven't been moving for a solid 20 minutes. "What now?" he peaks his head out the window, only to be assaulted by the same smell from last night, a crowd had gathered to block the entire street. Normally, he would've suggested the bus driver to just drive right through as psychology dictates humans value self preservation, but considering the size of each individual, it would hurt the bus more. So he had to sit there and do nothing... A good 7 hours have passed and he's made it to Civet city, "Nice place, should probably rent here someday." After asking several pedestrians on the location of the Medical Volunteer centre, he finally gets directions and heads straight there, arriving at the Volunteer centre, he heads towards the receptionist.
"I am here on the Foreign Volunteer program, may I please have instructions on what to do next?"
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Old Tanokiana » Wed Dec 02, 2020 3:30 am
by Crabaiaia » Wed Dec 02, 2020 4:03 am
Old Tanokiana wrote:"Someone call for a medic?"
He rushed to see the patients. Nothing too bad, sure a lot of bleeding and wailing, but they'll live. He tends to the wounded, patching up and stitching a few open wounds, removing any remaining shrapnel, "Where the hell do they get their bombs?" he thought. Ammonium Nitrate or Methane is easily accessible, in this place though? Not sure... They look too stupid to make bombs without dying in the process, maybe a dealer? Because he was a little late to the party, everyone else is at least in stable condition, they should recover in a few weeks or months. As he's washing his hands in the loo, he thought "What's stopping some Cheeto snorting land whale from shooting up the place? Oh well, security would hopefully handle that." He walks out of the loo to go ask the registrar about that extra training or Laker City.
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Nacrad » Wed Dec 02, 2020 6:31 am
International News: HUNGARY IS OUT: Hungary quits the Warsaw Pact | Greece legalises same-sex marriage
Domestic News: 16 FEB 2024 (FRI) | Year of the Dragon: 10% birth rate boost expected, says Dept. of Health | CSG Resolute departs for ally visit | Highways & Transport Dept. revives M17 Motorway project between Namchon, KX and Samming, LK
Weather: Riverfort 23/27°C | Amoy 19/21°C | Taipei 23/25°C | Namchon 13/26°C
by Crabaiaia » Wed Dec 02, 2020 6:57 pm
Nacrad wrote:Kjanurivpolis, Crabaiaia
2 Dec 2020.
William arrived at the local airport, feeling the cold air's tingle, "Jesus Christ, and I thought Nacrad was cold." He mumbled to himself, as he took a cab to the First Aid HQ in the city. Pulling his suitcase behind him he reported to the director, "I'm William, nice to meet you. Any orders for me as of now?" He asked, clearly jetlagged from his journey.
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by Crabaiaia » Wed Dec 02, 2020 7:28 pm
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Old Tanokiana » Thu Dec 03, 2020 3:16 am
by Crabaiaia » Thu Dec 03, 2020 3:58 am
Old Tanokiana wrote:"Jesus Christ, is that a shooting? Shouldn't we go over and provide aid?"
This was the first commotion he heard that he's all too familiar with, he asked for directions towards the gun fire, he arrives at the Bank recapturing, four other medical volunteers join him. Learning about the reports of 20 possibly dead officers, he's disappointed. "Here I thought the Civil Guard could competently clear a building, can't wait to see the replay of the situation." His disappointment is immeasurable and his day is ruined, nonetheless, as a Medic, he has to help out the officers if they could potentially make it, and this Police tape sure as hell won't stop him. Luckily for him, the four Medics who joined him brought their kits, so at least he won't be alone in dealing with all the blood. Danlend though to himself: "Assuming the officers were wearing plates, they should hopefully make it..."
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Old Tanokiana » Thu Dec 03, 2020 4:05 am
Crabaiaia wrote:"It's a siege, the Fabulous Mafia held the Defense Commander captive, also 10 of the soldiers have been dead for 3 days now, you cannot save them.
by Crabaiaia » Thu Dec 03, 2020 4:11 am
Old Tanokiana wrote:Crabaiaia wrote:"It's a siege, the Fabulous Mafia held the Defense Commander captive, also 10 of the soldiers have been dead for 3 days now, you cannot save them.
"Well, the gun fire suggests that there are others. And besides, what happened to the 10? They bled out? Guess primum non nocere is out the window. Any idea when we'll be given the all-clear to attend the wounded?"
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Old Tanokiana » Thu Dec 03, 2020 4:32 am
Crabaiaia wrote:"Yeah, pretty much"
"For a possible schedule, if we can free the Defense Commander by tomorrow, we can possibly tend to the wounded"
by Crabaiaia » Thu Dec 03, 2020 4:40 am
Old Tanokiana wrote:Crabaiaia wrote:"Yeah, pretty much"
"For a possible schedule, if we can free the Defense Commander by tomorrow, we can possibly tend to the wounded"
"Guess we're hosting funerals now, they'll bleed out before tomorrow, but I understand the need for our safety, still, is there nothing we can do to get them out of there?"
NEWS: Draft Abolished. Chanist Football League postponed until rosters are finalized. Protests at an all-time low. Current IC weather: Windy 7.5℃
by Countesia » Thu Dec 03, 2020 6:43 am
Kjanurivpolis, Crabaiaia
Dwight and one hundred fellow riot police stood before a pulsating crowd of fat, sweaty fedora tipping incels. The sheer stench of B.O and dick cheese assaulted their nostrils, one officer could be heard retching. Dwights Nostrils burnt, but he remained un-phased. The angry, sex deprived crowd was closing in on them, holding a variety of crude melee weapons and molotovs. They cried expletives at the officers.
"Fuck off chads!"
"Give us our Stacie's!"
"They owe us!"
Dwight gave a side glance to his fellow officer "They're in range" he boomed in his deep herculean voice. "Fire" he ordered. Almost a dozen canisters of CS gas shot overhead and landed just before the mass of flesh, suddenly clouds of thick smoke erupted from the canisters and the neckbeards recoiled in a frenzy. Almost a third of the group began to retreat, coughing with eyes full of tears. However many still remained, some out of range of the gas which had unfortunately caught an western wind and was blowing away from a majority of the crowd. Some simply desired a raged driven desire of coochie stronger than the chemicals that burnt at every square inch of their body. Enraged, these individuals began to charge the lines with their incredible mass.
"Form shield wall and brace!" Dwight barked as the officers locked their shields. Moments later the sweaty incels impacted the shields with a fleshy slap, furiously bashing at their shields with their weapons. The shield began to be pushed back in parts, but the real plan had just begun
"Section one, open!" Dwight shouted. A part of the shield wall opened and incels began to flood in. After thirty or so, the officers rushed back into seal the wall, shoving back the tide. The stinky virgins who had made it past the shield where descended upon by countless baton wielding officers who soon had beaten them into submission and began cuffing them.
"Section two, open!" Dwight ordered again. Once again the unsuspecting mob flooded their lines and were promptly sealed in, finding themselves in cuffs in no time. The mob began to realise that they were being duped by the riot polices tactics. The mob began to break off in retreat. As the assault against the shield wall began to dwindle, Dwight ordered the next part of his plan
"Mounted, go after them" he spoke into his radio. The shield wall split into two as almost a dozen horse mounted officers began to gallop at the retreating crowd. Countless protesters tripped or caught the business end of a baton and fell to the ground. Officers charged from the shield wall and began cuffing them. Before the night was done, Dwight and his riot officers had arrested almost twice their number.
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