All of a sudden, some sort of aircraft makes a pass over the group; it was going way too fast for anyone to properly get a look at it other than the fact that it was pretty big and that it was painted black. Oh and due to its speed, its shockwave should be quite... Powerful.
Foolish donkey, you would not be able to resist me if I wished your annihilation.Psycho!Ness, too mesmerized by the aurora, is knocked on the ground by the powerful shockwave. He doesn't get up, only looking pissed.
"...You do realize... that this means war...", he growls.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Psycho!Ness, who slowly gets up, notices Zed.
"...Is this the only way you can enter this realm, or are you doing that on purpose? Because if it's the latter... great way to make people freak out."
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.If they decided to look around, they'd notice that the aircraft dropped something off... An ammunition crate with a parachute, which was by this point a couple of meters to the ground before it lands softly and safely.
Foolish donkey, you would not be able to resist me if I wished your annihilation.Psycho!Ness begins to simply walk to the crate, seemingly not aware that it might be protected.
"What's that stuff supposed to be? ...Ammunition? Ugh, it's for guns, I bet.", he says, sounding disgusted.
"Let's just toss it over the edge. Guns are good for nothing in my opinion."
edited 8th Mar '15 8:44:58 AM by DevilPsyco
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Phoenix can see that the thing is just a regular old standard issue military-grade ammo crate
◊. From the size, it seems to be meant for a long battle and that there's a note taped on top of the thing.
edited 8th Mar '15 8:46:13 AM by Questor
Foolish donkey, you would not be able to resist me if I wished your annihilation.Wes looks at Psycho!Ness.
"Tell that to a guy who defeated me with gun. But you are right, let's either toss it over a cliff or........We could blow it up!" Wes says as he generates the dark and orange coloured energy to his hand and throws it towards the crate
edited 8th Mar '15 8:49:13 AM by RobotTophat
Psycho!Ness merely yawns before he starts to talk to himself.
"What I wonder is... why would anyone drop ammunition here in the first place without protection?"
"...Maybe someone's coming to pick it up..."
Considering he spent 8 years alone in Magicant, it's a miracle he doesn't constantly talk to himself.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.The note reads:
-F, 2nd in command of the Revenant Squadron.
edited 8th Mar '15 8:52:16 AM by Questor
Foolish donkey, you would not be able to resist me if I wished your annihilation.Psycho!Ness looks a bit confused, only knowing that everyone hates the Emperor and that he is responsible for creating Nunire.
"...Yeah, you guys take that. I'm not going to bother with that Emperor guy anyway.", he bluntly says.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.

He keeps looking at it.
"An aurora... it's kinda pretty...", he says, a bit mesmerized by it.
edited 8th Mar '15 8:27:37 AM by DevilPsyco
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.