Julion gritted his teeth before raising the sledgehammer for the final blow, one that would have finally punched a hole through Crimson's defenses, when he suddenly froze at the feeling of a hoof on his "shoulder". Looking over in surprise, there stood Sapphire Heart, his first Bloody 2, his love. She seemed to be translucent and had a light blue aura glowing around her, but the look on her face...he knew it was her...and he knew it was a look of disapproval, with that one look, he knew Sapphire wouldn't liked what he had become. He dropped the sledgehammer and opened his mouth before closing it several times, speechless. Julion looked at the "ground" sadly, feeling a nuzzle against his head and the ghostly hoof lifting his head up to make him look at her. Without a word, Julion knew what her face was saying, that she hadn't given up on him, that he wasn't too far gone. She placed a hoof on his chest over his heart and said only one word, "Always." before she faded away like a wisp in the wind. "Sapphire!" he called at desperately, trying to catch the wisp. Suddenly, with a rush, both him and Crimson returned to their bodies. Julion's eyes went cross, changed from the threatening red to a kind blue, a shade they hadn't been since Sapphire was killed, "Saph..." he muttered as he put a hoof to his head, before throwing off his helmet, staring at it wide-eyed, putting a hoof over his heart, taking deep breaths.
Crimson returned back to his body and instantly got back upright as soon as possible if he was attacked. He looked over at Julion and noticed him holding his heart, knowing that he had just seen a ghost of his. A ghost that he loved. He went over to him and next to him, there was a look on Crimsons face where a small smile came out of him yet feeling emotionally sad. "I've lost somepony that I cared about as well, we're both similar so to speak." Crimson said before looking back towards the direction of Las Pegasus. "You're not dead yet Solider." With that, Crimson simply turned around and headed back towards the Federation
Julion continued to stare at his helmet for quite some time, oblvious to what Crimson had said. In that time, the rest of his army surrounded him, looking to him in curiosity, but he barely looked up at them. He had no idea what to do...
Crimson was about half a kilometer away from the Commandos before he turned around and looked at them, noticing that Julion was oblivious to almost anything that was happening. It seemed that his words didn't particularly affect him, but pretend that it didn't bug him at all. "He'll figure it out..." Crimson said, walking off into the horizon.
Julion slowly raised his hoof to his head, activating the Commando wide comm, which had previously allowed him to make general orders, "Attention Commandos. With due deliberation and thought, I have determined...To activate Operation Clean Slate. Please execute this operation with as swift and as much efficiency as possible." Suddenly, the Commando army around Julipn dispersed, along with the Commando forces across Equestria as they executed the last order. They all began to make their way to Freedom Hills, where they were to destroy any tech on them or deposit in the vaults deep inside the facility if it was Mark Co tech, then, they were to return to where their home was, and the spell keeping them completely loyal to Julion would be ended there.
With the Commandos leaving the region, the Federation finally had time to take a breath and stretch their hooves. Crimson was hundreds of miles away from Las Pegasus, happy to be truly alive as his own stallion and not as a super weapon for the Commandos. He then pressed a button on his wrist as a black and white speeder bike soon came into existence , the actual bike having been cloaked for the entire time and ID locked to prevent anyone but Crimson to ride. If the rider wasn't registered, it would electrocute them with a million volts of electricity in a sudden burst strong enough to knock anypony unconscious, regardless if they wore power armor or not. The unicorn soon hopped on the bike as a the signature Guardian helmet soon constructed itself around Crimsons head within an incredibly short time, the yellow visor gleaming from the aviator styled helmet. As the speeder bike came to life, Crimson had the largest smile underneath his face. The Federation barely survived, but it wasn't without loss. It would take a while for the Federation to rebuild itself to 100%, but as the King, Crimson knew that it will come one day. One day, Equestria will be unified once more. Who knows? It could be the Federation that leads the effort this time. Crimson took his bike as it soon began to speed away towards Los Pegasus at an incredible speed. A kings arrival was never silent, and he had to return back home. He was getting to old for this *beep*
(Yeah. Don't really think I would need to add anything else, already summed it up on the last post. Got anything ?)
Ok, here are some ideas that I’ve just brainstormed within 15 minutes. Don't expecting anything amazing or franchise worthy atm. Fallout or FOE Western WW2 Post-Apocalyptic (Non-Fallout) Near Future (About 15 years-ish) Romance S.O.L Sci-Fi
(We could actually combine all three, or we could just select one of them. Also, Romance Slice of Life. Basically one of those dating RP's which occurs in the RP section from time to time.)
(Okay. Now, I think we've already done a near-future RP that was basically the whole Union/Sonia thing. We have WW2, which we've both never done before but I have experience in with Scarecrow in the Fatherland RP I made last year. Sci-Fi is what we are good at as well since we have experience. So...we've cut down our choices to three.)
(Alrighty then) - - Auto Merge - - (I would say start at some time between the start of the North African caimpaign and D-Day in either the Pacfic or European theathers)
(Okay, helps with eliminating some filler. I'll play the bad guy, who is an extremely intelligent and charismatic SS officer while I have another character being set up.)
It was a cold day in occupied France, the black clouds above a quiet farming community doing nothing to ease the tension. The seemingly endless torrent of rain signaled that the war was coming to their doorstep, a small farming town of less than 5000 people. Little traffic went around the town, people with umbrellas cruised around on their daily lives and many kept inside to relax at their fireplaces while the warmth provided a cosy atmosphere instead of the chill outside. Then he arrived. Rene Bastian Schneider, known to his enemies simply as “The Smiling Wolf”. His heavily armoured car and his escort was spotted from over a mile away and sent multiple villagers into a panic. French countryside, followed closely behind three entire squads of soldiers. The Oberführer headed southwest from Paris to conduct a routine search of any Jews still living in the occupied province, as per orders. He was not only making a name for himself in the SS, but all of the Third Reich as well. His meteoric rise inside the Reich in such a short time was legendary, alongside his other talents. While he was extremely intelligent with an IQ nearly reaching 200 and surprisingly adapt in combat, what made Rene so feared was his ungodly charisma. Fluent in 9 languages and having the intimidating yet beautiful appearance of a movie star, the short haired Aryan SS officer was known to be extremely influential within his area of the SS. His car pulled up at the town hall while three other vehicles appeared elsewhere in the small town, but no more than several streets apart. The driver got out of his car and opened the door for Rene, with the senior SS figure happy with what he seen. “Alright, let’s get to work.” (I’ll add my second character once the RP progresses more.)
