Modern Redwall

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Redwaller

Silverclaw the Badger Commander, looked out of the top bunker, which was situated on the top of the old Salamandastron, completely covered by a military base. He looked out at the sea, covered with warships a few kilometers away. He turned around at a hare that stood to attention next to him. "Prepare the panzers and grenade-throwers(OOC: I'm not sure what these big grenade throwers are...)."

OOC: I changed my character to Silverclaw the badger, he has a bazooka and an aka47.

Rainshadow

  Not too far away, in a small, dingy condo, Twilight the Barn Owl spread his wings, yawning.  He was tired after working the day shift at his awful job, a job that gave him just enough to buy a small amount of food and barely enough to pay his rent.  Twilight very much wanted to get a better job, but he was stuck doing factory work.  How he hated that job!
  Walking slowly out onto his tiny porch, the only clean part of the condo, Twilight again spread his wings, this time to their full length.  He flapped once, landing on the fence, then jumped off, pulling his wings close to his side.
  Looking beneath him, Twilight felt a small pang of fear, watching the ground come closer and closer.  Just a bit longer, Stripes, he told himself.  Just a little bit longer.  Deciding that he had been free falling for long enough, Twilight stretched his wings, pulling up.  He sighed with relief, glad that he hadn't come crashing to the ground.  Then, with a few circles, he glided back to his porch.
  Landing, Twilight sighed.  He wished that he could be as free as a bird, able to go anywhere.  He wanted to be like those in the ancient days.  They had wandered the world, free of all responsibility.  That sounded like a good life.
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Mattio

A far way off Jatay was doing target practice on a tree. He had a silencer after all. After he ran out of ammo he picked up his Barrett and walked to his tent. He thoughtWell I'm going right by the Chief's tent I'll drop in to see where we are. Jatay said,"Chief permission to enter your tent?" While he said that he laid his sniper down.

Redwaller

OOC: I don't remember, but is Jatay in the wildcat warlord army? If yes, he's supposed to be on a warship.

I'll make a new character tomorrow

And please don't post too much until I come back.  ;)

Kitsune

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Verdauga paced the cabin of his boat. He had (originally) a meager supply of water craft, but with all of Southward's defense on patrol, or a parade, he claimed it easily. He didn't wan't the land, though. He took almost all of their tanks from that chubby squirrel they called "king" and was heading toward Salamandastron. HE wanted it. His flotilla of boats was almost wimpy looking, but with his superior strategy and army, he was very confident. He just HATED his name though. He would change that, once he was king of Salamandastron. He was named after his ancestor, Verdauga Green-Eyes. He smiled faintly. He didn't have as bright of eyes, so he would be referred to as Verdauga "Not-So-Green-And-Kind-Of-Gray-Eyes". That wouldn't do. he then received a report that they would be there in an hour. He didn't see it on the horizon yet, though. Patience, he reminded himself.
A little while later, Salamandastron came into view. He saw them prepare... something. It shouldn't be too much trouble, he thought.

K'taah zipped through the streets in her motorcycle. I lost them, she thought. Those nasty cops. She screeched to a stop, almost hitting an old squirrel trying to cross the road. She helped her across, hoping for a large tip, and sped away cursing under her breath when she didn't tip her. I wouldn't actively try to hurt anyone, she thought, why would the old squirrel not tip her for that? Oh well. She smiled. At least I'm now not wanted for murdering an old squirrel in her sleep. How those news people change those stories! She thought. All I ever wanted was that pretty purse for my senior prom years ago... and they said I was trying to get to the store's vault. That was what started my life of crime... she swerved away from the sidewalk. Why does that always distract me? Isn't life supposed to be about fun? Those stupid rules just take away that...

Mattio

Ooc: oh..... fail moment lol

Jatay was beneath the deck of the ship. He hated sailing and everyone knew. He was going to his cot to clean off his Barrett, but when he passed by the stairs up to the deck and heard pacing. Oh no I think Verdauga's angry. Glad I'm still belowdecks.

Redwaller

OOC: What everyone needs to remember is, that these are warships! WIth cabins for everyone, huge supplies, ammunition and all that!

BIC: The hare sped away to do his commander's bidding.

Kitsune

Verdauga smiled. If that Long Patrol was freaking out because of him and his battleships, he could imagine their fright when a whole army of tanks, still under the Southsward flag, attackted him from behind.

Romsca

Dirttail the rat wandered the streets looking for something to do. He was bored. He decided to get a drink at the local bar. On his way, he almost got ran over by a fox on a motorcycle. He pulled out a gun and shot at the motorcycle's tires. He hid his gun quickly and turned the other way, knowing the police would be looking for where they heard the gunshot. He ducked down an alley, and ran smack into the side of a condo. He looked up to see an owl just land on the porch.

Redwaller

Silverclaw grabbed the telephone, "Get me Colonel Barker!"He said. After a few seconds he heard some scuffling. "Hello Sah!" He heard a hare say.

"Get the jets and bombers ready, we're going on air-strike!"

"At your orders sah!"

Romsca

Sergeant Richard the hare adjusted his aim on the sniper rifle. It was aimed at the approaching warship. All that needed to happen was for it to get close enough to shoot someone on board, preferably the captain.

Kitsune

OCC: Romsca, it was a flotilla, not a single boat.
BIC: K'taah heard a gunshot. She ducked down, but soon relised it hit her back tire. She whipped her head around just in time to see a ganster looking rat slink into the shadows. Skidded to a stop as safely as she could, then wheeled her motorcycle off the road and in pursuit of the rat. She certainly didn't want the police hearing the gunshot, then seeing her motorcycle and blaming it on her. She rouded a corner in time to see the rat run straight into a condo. She almost wished she could've caught it on tape. She stiffled a laugh. She went back around the corner, though, so the rat wouldn't see her. She waited and listened.

Verdauga heard a voice on the radio "They look like their opening the hangers!" He said back into the speaker, "Prepare the anti-aircraft guns and the sharpshooters!" If they did try to drop bombs,
his  sharpshooters, (who were well along in seasons, [but still not too old] but trained for their whole life) would shoot the bombs before they caused too much trouble.

Mattio

Jatay grabbed his gun and ran up to deck, when he got there he was panting for air. He ran up to his sniping post. "Sir, permission to shoot the bombers?" he radioed.

Redwaller

Quote from: PluggFiretail on December 29, 2012, 03:46:24 AM
OCC: Romsca, it was a flotilla, not a single boat.
BIC: K'taah heard a gunshot. She ducked down, but soon relised it hit her back tire. She whipped her head around just in time to see a ganster looking rat slink into the shadows. Skidded to a stop as safely as she could, then wheeled her motorcycle off the road and in pursuit of the rat. She certainly didn't want the police hearing the gunshot, then seeing her motorcycle and blaming it on her. She rouded a corner in time to see the rat run straight into a condo. She almost wished she could've caught it on tape. She stiffled a laugh. She went back around the corner, though, so the rat wouldn't see her. She waited and listened.

Verdauga heard a voice on the radio "They look like their opening the hangers!" He said back into the speaker, "Prepare the anti-aircraft guns and the sharpshooters!" If they did try to drop bombs,
his  sharpshooters, (who were well along in seasons, [but still not too old] but trained for their whole life) would shoot the bombs before they caused too much trouble.
How can you know I'm preparing my airplanes? There not even off the ground yet!

Romsca

OOC: Richard was aiming at the first ship he saw. He assumed it was the one with Verdauga on it.