The sun was beaming such a hellish light down upon the vast jungle life that was Joursand. Wildlife was striving here without a second thought. Despite human and other beings being here, it was rather peaceful. However as of late this foolish war that was waged here truly left its mark over the poor valley. Arcologia would always think of such things as man made their way throughout this land. So did the tech and other I'll fate things as well.
The three factions were just now leaving thus land as they all came for whatever it was they came for. Sadly Arcologia was still roaming these vast plains for one reason or another. As he sat under an apple tree with its delicious red fruit all but gone thanks to him. As he took his knife and was crafting what appears to be a thin needle made out of the wood.
Laying right next to him was three dismember snail phones.and one fully working one. As he sat there the working snail phone would pick up a call now and then. However, he would not pay very much attention to it. However, such a phone call would come through which caught his ever divided attention.
'Leon come in Leon are you all ok? Back up is nearly there. Lt Leon, can you hear me?" As Arcologia was crafting the wooded needles he would stop look down and smile at the incoming call. He would then look up at the sky putting his hand over his forehead to look at the sun. "Leon was a Lt I see well what a shame." He would tilt his head right as he thought to himself, "Ummm which one was him again?"
Not truly caring for the incoming call Arcologia would smile as not even half a mile away a small rebel base was in chaos. True Arcologia just happens to walk through there. But it wasn't like he wanted too. He was simply looking for more material to horn his latest creation. Had they just let him be the rebel base would still be.
Looking on Arcologia would stand up as he heard a group of rebels fast approaching. He looks to the sky yet again as he yawned out if boredom. He would begin to pick up his wood needles. Looking at the snail phones he would bend down to pick up one. As he began to put the needles in them. The poor creature would start to shake somewhat.
He would then put it down and picked up the other two doing the same. Looking on as he set them down where they would start to move. The motion in them was small but sturdy as he looked on picking up the last one. He looks at it as it began to ring. *Beep beep beep still he would only look at it.
However, viewing the snail phones on the ground he notices that they had stopped. Only to begin moving again. "How crazy the needle wood in the snail phone is causing the electric wires to bug out." Thinking to himself as he continued to watch the snail phone. Only to atop as the rebels grew closer towards him.
"Oh my best I keep it moving I'm already in enough trouble oh geez." As he looks on he began to run trying to distance himself from them. Looking on he would stop some minutes later as he looks at a tree. He would put his hands on it and began to walk around it smiling. As the rebels got closer to him in quick fashion.
They would stop as they watch him as he was walking around the tree. A large group of no more than thirty lead by a Lt Kara Gene. How this was not a girl but a man with a girl name. He stood ten feet tall as he towered over the rest of his fellow rebels. With his face expression, he was clearly pissed at Arcologia. "So that's the so called famous Doll Maker. It's bout time I introduce myself."
The three factions were just now leaving thus land as they all came for whatever it was they came for. Sadly Arcologia was still roaming these vast plains for one reason or another. As he sat under an apple tree with its delicious red fruit all but gone thanks to him. As he took his knife and was crafting what appears to be a thin needle made out of the wood.
Laying right next to him was three dismember snail phones.and one fully working one. As he sat there the working snail phone would pick up a call now and then. However, he would not pay very much attention to it. However, such a phone call would come through which caught his ever divided attention.
'Leon come in Leon are you all ok? Back up is nearly there. Lt Leon, can you hear me?" As Arcologia was crafting the wooded needles he would stop look down and smile at the incoming call. He would then look up at the sky putting his hand over his forehead to look at the sun. "Leon was a Lt I see well what a shame." He would tilt his head right as he thought to himself, "Ummm which one was him again?"
Not truly caring for the incoming call Arcologia would smile as not even half a mile away a small rebel base was in chaos. True Arcologia just happens to walk through there. But it wasn't like he wanted too. He was simply looking for more material to horn his latest creation. Had they just let him be the rebel base would still be.
Looking on Arcologia would stand up as he heard a group of rebels fast approaching. He looks to the sky yet again as he yawned out if boredom. He would begin to pick up his wood needles. Looking at the snail phones he would bend down to pick up one. As he began to put the needles in them. The poor creature would start to shake somewhat.
He would then put it down and picked up the other two doing the same. Looking on as he set them down where they would start to move. The motion in them was small but sturdy as he looked on picking up the last one. He looks at it as it began to ring. *Beep beep beep still he would only look at it.
However, viewing the snail phones on the ground he notices that they had stopped. Only to begin moving again. "How crazy the needle wood in the snail phone is causing the electric wires to bug out." Thinking to himself as he continued to watch the snail phone. Only to atop as the rebels grew closer towards him.
"Oh my best I keep it moving I'm already in enough trouble oh geez." As he looks on he began to run trying to distance himself from them. Looking on he would stop some minutes later as he looks at a tree. He would put his hands on it and began to walk around it smiling. As the rebels got closer to him in quick fashion.
They would stop as they watch him as he was walking around the tree. A large group of no more than thirty lead by a Lt Kara Gene. How this was not a girl but a man with a girl name. He stood ten feet tall as he towered over the rest of his fellow rebels. With his face expression, he was clearly pissed at Arcologia. "So that's the so called famous Doll Maker. It's bout time I introduce myself."