Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-108.193.29.120-20150326212553/@comment-64.82.204.2-20150414175618

=Empire Of Steel Outpost, 10 miles from the border between the EOS and Uncertain Territories; 2AM=


 * A lone sentry stands in the snow; his uniform damp from trudging through the various piles of snow heralding the change from warmer South to freezing North. Suddenly through his binoculars, his eyes spot a long collum of... something. An army?.... The realization hits him like a brick. Almost immediately afterwards he is picking up a large radio-box and turning on the transmitter, quickly relaying what he sees and coordinates in Steelian.*




 * Soon there are coordinates being relayed in higher detail. Nearby artillery positions prepare to fire. Great numbers of dive-bombers vacate their respective airfields and begin scrambling to provide a defensive screen. The Great Steel War Machine has been awoken.*

[You didn't expect me to make this easy for you, did you gao? ;) ]