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 Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2017 5:01 pm
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Exiled Adventures
Welcome to Terul. A nation in a world where technology is different, more reliant on steam and clockwork technology which has been widely accepted across the world. As a result of quick automation and nationalization, monarchy and feudal systems are the prominent system while republics and democracies were too weak to thrive. However, times change. Other technologies are being utilized, such as combustion, and people growing more rebellious towards their leaders, as is the situation in Terul. It has been the largest and oldest nation still standing on the world's history, its military grand, economy strong and people happy.
That was the nation of Terul, now after several border skirmishes, failed crops and a tanking economy, the people are becoming upset, and the military has even been reported to be helping the people in violent riots. Then, the nation begins an open revolution within one hour, with the loyalists losing ground quickly to the revolutionists, and several royal family members have been executed publicly. This leaves only 4 family members left in the capital alive, defended by their loyalists with the revolutionaries approaching quickly by steam train. The speed of the revolution however, left many people skeptical, and the city is unprepared for the next events.
In the royal family, the eldest son of the king announces his revolt, and his own men begin attacking the loyalists in the city, spreading panic throughout. The remaining family members flee the palace, rushing towards a nearby military tarmac and hopefully, some Loyalist survivors who can fly...
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Posted: Sat Dec 30, 2017 9:32 pm
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Name: Kyra Rowe Role: Fleeing Royal Likes: sweet, dancing, peace, and mint Dislikes: her hair being a mess, power hungry people, veggies, and hiding. Personality: Kyra has always the type of person that is caring and wanting to help the people of the kingdom. At times when she is caring she can be a worry wort in wanting to protect the people best as she can. However, she can believe in something passionately that her stubbornness will show in wanting to go through it. Along with having a short temper when she gets frustrated if things don’t go well. Bio: Growing up Kyra had to learn to act and be the best princess she could be. Always she felt there was a part of herself never fully being a full princess wanting an adventure of her own. However, she had promised to be there for her brother to help rule if he needed a voice of the people. When things were getting tough she had suggested to give part of their wealth to help feed the people. However, being a woman she was being too sympathetic. Hearing the military was the one that was pushing the people to revolting she knew it was only a matter of time before the citizens would push back but she stayed strong for her family. Now with the people and the revolt she flees for her life. Appearance:  |
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2018 1:58 am
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Name: Ardis Kou
Role: Pilot
Likes: Insta-noodles, flying, music, machines
Dislikes: Authority, selfishness, cold weather
Personality: Ardis has been repeat4edly noted as a man who is near psychotic. He's constantly doing stunts, performing dangerous manuevers and also disobeying the various officers he reports to. Before joining the Aero division (air force), his attitude was very similar, although he worked closely with a bunch of children in his neighborhood, helping them as they needed. He has been noted to prefer things to be at his pace, not someone else's.
Bio: Ardis was born in the capital city, far from the palace where the police kept strict enforcement. This grew him up to be a rebellious child, constantly getting into arguments with officers or propagandists spreading information in his streets. Over time he stuck close with many other kids, watching over them like a much older brother against the police who became more brutish in their patrols. His record however, was kept clean enough over these years so that when he was old enough he applied to the state army division, where it was found he grew a knack for the mechanical tools of the army such as the steam tanks. He was transferred into the engineering section of the start military, where he was put to work mostly on aeroplanes. He was also pulled to participate in test flights when he proved to know more on the planes than the pilots who were learning them. OF course this was a risky move but this proved valuable as the planes underwent more rigorous testing for better results. As the invention of jet engines was rising, he was also included, and he was assigned his own project to complete a jet-capable plane for the military.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2018 8:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2018 8:33 pm
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Underneath the palace city
The royal familly was cloaked heavily, dark fabric covering their appearance and their fancy garbs changed for dull colored clothing similar to the lower class. Alongside the three royals a small squad of loyalists escorted them through the tunnels that ran underneath the city. Planned for such a day as a revolt, the tunnels were constructed many years ago but received little maintenance as a result, having the family turn at several injunctions. Already they lost two soldiers to hold back the son's forces. "This way, quickly!" The King guided them on, they were nearing the end but their pursuers were not far behind. Shots rang in the tunnel behind them, forcing the guards to fire back, allowing the family to continue forward. "Love, Kyra, hurry!"
The king lead them on, reaching the exit as an explosion rang behind them, followed by cries; "Death to the Rowes!" The king pushed open the covered door, a hidden panel in the back of a hangar. The King closed the door, locking from the outside as he faced his remaining family. "They are here somewhere, a plane just big enough." He mumbled, looking through the dark morning air for a cargo plane and allies. "There! On the tarmac!" He pointed over to a green plane, with a couple of soldiers stationed at the steps up. "Come, but stay down." The king ushered them onward to the plane...
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2018 1:29 am
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Rushing across the dark asphalt, the family reached the plane as the sounds of the military cars grew louder. He guided them inside while he discussed with the men outside. Inside the dark interior however, as the queen sat with Kyra in one of the few seats before standing up and approaching the cockpit. "Pilot, can you please ready the- AHHH!" He scream erupted, past her from Kyra's view was blood spilled over the console, the queen closing the door quickly and looking out to her husband, who was already being assaulted and forced down by the soldiers, One rushing up the ramp towards the girls. "Run Kyra!" the queen shouted, trying to run back to her daughter before the man reached in and tackled her. There was a back door leading to the other side of the plane...
Meanwhile in a hangar nearby, Ardis was working on the sole warplane in the hangar, ordered to finish up maintenance before the performance tests that morning. He didn't care much for the faint cries in the city and roar of the military jeeps that passed by, his music blaring from the radio in the cockpit. Closing up a panel, he rolled himself out from under the plane, wandering over to the small door on the hangar and stepping out into the morning light. He stretched his back, tired from laying flat on the cold floor of the hangar, twisting around until he noticed the cargo plane.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2018 11:04 pm
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Only able to see what was a small scuffle in the dim morning light, another cloaked figure ran at him from the rear of the plane. Hearing her cry as she approached, he had no clue what was going on.; "What's happening?!" he asked before a batch of bullets flew at them from the plane. Ducking, he grabbed her, pulling her into the hangar before himself and slamming the door shut as the shells hit metal. "Who is shooting?!" Not even waiting for an answer, he pulled himself up, rushing to the girl and pushing her along to the jet; "Let's get out of here!" Helping her up to the plane, he flung open the rear canopy for her before rushing to the forward section, tossing his radio into the floorboard. He started the machine quickly under the given pressure...
Outside, the trucks carrying the revolutionists arrived to the field, troops spilling out and spreading across the tarmac. Out of the lead truck, a man with red hair and a crisp uniform stepped out, walking to the cargo plane, and its two passengers now removed and forced to kneel on the asphalt. "Sir, we're missing the princess, she fled through the back before we could catch her." The man's piercing blue eyes shifted to the hangar as the brown clad men rushed the hangar, rifles pointed at the metal doors. "Bring her out or kill her. Do not let her flee."
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2018 12:06 am
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An uprising? Was she talking about the riots? "Whatever it is we don't have time to just sit here, get in!" Ardis wasn't thinking on what he missed, but rather the controls as he climbed inside. The engines warmed up quick, already filling up the hangar with their noise. He pulled his canopy closed finally, Still, he could barely make out what the girl was saying behind him. "I don't know who he is, but whoever he is doesn't matter. I doubt they're going to wait out there for us forever." Seconds after speaking, the doors of the hangar started filling with holes, a machine gun piercing through the metal doors and into the hangar.
Whole the soldiers approached the hangar, the red haired man looked back to a pair of men standing at the back of a truck and gave a nod. The men climbed up into the bed as the red hair man looked back to the hangar. Behind him, the truck's canvas cover was pulled back and a machine gun was turned to the hangar, waiting a split second before it began to fire from one side to the other.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2018 1:25 am
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"Now isn't the time to be be talking like that!" he remarked. Taking the handle, he spun the two gattlings on the nose, lowering before sweeping them across the front of the hangar, spewing out shells quickly along the same line of hols made from the outside.Once complete, and with the gun outside stopped, he fired the cannons at the door, blasting them open and covering the new entrance with smoke. "Hang on!" He increased the throttle, pushing them forward and out into the open to see the hangar front was surrounded by trucks and men, all pointing their guns.
While he expected resistance, the prince didn't expect a flurry of bullets to come from within the hangar, and he ducked to avoid the fire as the men mounting the gun received hits.The rest of his men ducked, only a couple others being hit. Angry, the prince stood up after explosions came from inside and the roar of engines followed. A green plane cruised out from the smoke, sitting in the middle of all the soldiers.
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