Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-64.82.204.2-20150824172149/@comment-25535739-20150923151606

Illusio, the Birthplace of Magic in the Robot Kingdom

Faintly, from the Convoy's current position, anyway, bells can be heard ringing. The most logical place a bell could be would be the biggest building in town, which also happens to be in the center. Very few moments after the bells begin to ring, the doors to said building open, and both animatronics and humans of a variety of species and age come rushing out. The youngest being around 5, while the oldest being a man who looks to be in his early 30s.

For a few moments, the chatter of the people seems to drown out the bell entirely, but that all changes when someone shouts something that will be sure to set something off. The words are simple, yet threatening to all those in the town. "Is that the Animatronic Kingdom?" Most of the town does nothing, but after a few gasps are heard, everyone turns their heads to see the tanks and trucks moving towards them.

Almost immediatley, the soldiers that could barely be seen by the Convoy earlier can now be seen clearly, all in a line. Leading them is a bird-like animatronic, wearing armour decorated with something similar to a bowtie. "Tsk... So Phobe is attacking again... He kills the King, and now is attacking us at our weakest? We'll be having none of that..!"

The animatronic walks forward, with the soldiers in tow. He draws a blade, but not a normal blade. It seems to be enchanted, much like the weapons and armour from the room inside the Robot Kingdom. It sparks with what can only be described as electricity jumping from the blade at all times.

Getting close enough so that he's sure the "Animatronic Kingdom" can hear him speak, the animatronic shouts, "Vile fiends... Approaching our town when our defenses are low... Disgusting, just like your leader. You have two options, either leave safely, or die." His eyes narrow, "Three seconds to decide..."