Thread: BloodRust - Iron Frame Regulators (Skeith Takahata II & MessedupRp

In the wake of that first act of war, Fenicia would become a hub of Axis activity. The Kaleido-Star Imperium could reach all ends of the continent from here. Reinforced by their own allies, they did so rapidly. The Fenician Palace remained in ruins, and reassigned as a command center. It we left half-destroyed to keep the remaining Fenician citizens in line. Armored Imperium soldiers now patrolled the streets, reinforced by the half-dead reinforcements from Necrotia. Fenicia was lost, and for the time being, it was untouchable. Especially as the war continued to press the borders of other nations. --Act 1-- Why We Fight Date October 10th, 1037 AR Time 513 PM Location Western Azela Are you really serious about this, Sarah? A young woman asked, looking up at her older sister. Of course I am. She said with a small nod. There's a war on. I can't just sit here. Maybe I can't fight. But I know how to take care of an Iron Frame. I'll just sign up with the Mechanics Corps. That's still dangerous though, right? The younger of the two asked. Her face wore her fear plainly on her face. No way. I won't be in the fighting. I'm gonna be in a garage. Maybe on an Iron Fortress way above the fighting. I'll be fine. The older replied, waving of her concern. Do Mom and Dad know? She asked. No. And you're not going to tell them. Do you understand? The would never let me. They'll figure it out after I'm gone. She pushed herself up, dusting off a simple blue dress, looking back from the hill they sat on towards the farmhouse they called home. A civilian agricultural Iron Frame stood beside the house. Sarah, I don't know... She said nervously, standing up and taking her sister's hand. Don't worry, Em. I'll be home before you know it. She smirked at her sister. She pulled her into a tight hug. No go on. It'll be dinner soon. Late that night she packed her bag, and was sneaking back towards the front door. She paused by her sister's room, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. Goodbye, Em. She whispered. Take care of everything for me, while I'm gone. She left the house, climbing into one of the family cars and driving off towards town. Date May 10th 1038 AR Time 1024 am Location Border-town of New Esribad A full year on, and the war was in full tilt. A number of nations had pledged their allegiance to the Kaleido-Star Imperium. Necrotia was the first, having aided in the capture of Fenicia with their horde undead necro-troopers. A handful of nations, supported by the distant Azelan Conglomerate, stood opposed to the Imperium. Despite their efforts, they were losing. Their forces and resources simply stretched too thin. New Estribad would come to serve as the hub of ally activity for the time being. So, when the young deserter found herself on threshold of the city, she would find a bustling town, populated by far more than just Estribadian citizens. Armored Personal Vehicles drove down the road, their engines roaring loudly, belching black smoke as they passed. Most bore the Estribadian flag. Several Iron Fortresses cast their shadows on the different towns and cities of the nation. Restocking, refueling, and seeing to repairs and medical treatment for wounded soldiers. It was a grim sight indeed, seeing town clinics so overfilled that the patients had spilled over into the streets. Some roads having been turned into outdoor medical units to treat the overflow of wounded. On other streets, prisoners of war, mostly the mutants of the old land New Estribad once controlled, simply called Estribad, were marched through the public being shouted at as they were guided through to a prison transports to take them to a camp near the town. In the town square, various Iron Frames and Iron Skins stood around, being tinkered on and loaded on to parked ground vehicles and a single Iron Fortress above the city, hoisting them by cables. This one was notably different in design, and bore the Azelan flag. The young Sarah Fairchild stood beside an Iron Frame, working tirelessly to get it in operating condition. She looked up at a familiar voice, smiling as the Frame's pilot leaned against it to talk to her. The young blonde smiled up at the dark haired woman, chatting with her idly while she worked. Sarah stood, giving a small wave to other mechanics as the two made their way into town to take a break.