And the awkwardness shall begin. One side was kidnapped for a powerglove and then had convinced the power gloves to join them (while properly lying). While the other side demanded Atlas and is a superpowered prideful (also a bit of a warful race) and is playing politics. Now how long should we wait for the chaos… I hope the super plantet relizes that earth supports them since their offical ambassadors where sent to their planet instead of kidnapped.
“Argos is at war with a force nearly equal to our own.” True, if a little biased. (The Argosians and the Emerald Ones are exactly equal in force, which has led to the stalemate. Well that and [Spoiler], which I’m not supposed to mention.)
“We wish the conflict to end.” This is true, from a certain point of view. The Argosians wish the conflict to end with their victory over the Emerald Ones.
I can’t really discuss the regent’s instructions to Julie without going into spoilers.
>_< This is so obvious that only an inexperienced child can't see it.
I put my flag on your turf = I claim your territory for my own.
The Argosian government is scum to do this to 84! The only ‘response’ she’s likely to get is an immediate attack.
To parse it even more:
“We’re showing them she’s not a softling, which will give her presence some merit.” …on the front lines.
“They were also impressed when I told them of the symbol she wears. I told the houses that Earth values its own royal lineage of strength so much that they carefully number each one born to them.” I’m a lying, lying, liar. *Fwoosh* My pants!
“Patience, my liege. All will be made clear…” …we’re manipulating you.
“Argos is at war with a force nearly equal to our own.” …but they’re not bad guys and we’re not good guys.
“We wish the conflict to end.” …in our victory.
“Would you deliver a message from our people to theirs in the form of this banner?” …it’s our standard. It means “We will crush you like the insects we think you look like. Resistance is futile. Please shoot our messenger.”
“And carry it through the gate, then return with their response.” …so that we can incite our “lord” into attacking them with righteous fury.
“There is a central dome with a beacon atop it.” …it’s their government headquarters.
“That is where you should leave our standard.” …and do try to come back. We’ll have our “medical” team waiting for you with their shovels and a nice plot of land next to the rest of the war heroes.
He’s not TECHNICALLY lying. They’re a metaphorical lineage of literal royal strength by Argonian standards, and they value them so much (lowly, due to lack of scarcity) that they carefully number them (in order of appearance).
And the awkwardness shall begin. One side was kidnapped for a powerglove and then had convinced the power gloves to join them (while properly lying). While the other side demanded Atlas and is a superpowered prideful (also a bit of a warful race) and is playing politics. Now how long should we wait for the chaos… I hope the super plantet relizes that earth supports them since their offical ambassadors where sent to their planet instead of kidnapped.
How long for chaos to ensue? About two pages, three at tops.
Its good to own the trade!
and the individual issues as well.
It’s a Trap!
Send the thief in first!
(whoops, sorry, wrong series)
But the thief is a softling!
In that case, send the henchman!
Let’s parse the regent’s words, okay?
“Argos is at war with a force nearly equal to our own.” True, if a little biased. (The Argosians and the Emerald Ones are exactly equal in force, which has led to the stalemate. Well that and [Spoiler], which I’m not supposed to mention.)
“We wish the conflict to end.” This is true, from a certain point of view. The Argosians wish the conflict to end with their victory over the Emerald Ones.
I can’t really discuss the regent’s instructions to Julie without going into spoilers.
Bah. Obviously they want the greenies to go to war with Earth.
No, they don’t. The real prize is worth far more than the Earth.
And, while you’re there, would you mind picking up a carton of elbow grease and head lamp oil?
hmmm… reminiscent of the Eddy Izzard bit..
“You can’t claim this country, we live here!”
“Do you have a flag?”
“Well, no….”
“No flag, no country! You can’t have one.”
or
“Sire, the rebels, they’re here.”
“Do they want tea?”
“No, I don’t think so. They brought a flag.”
“Dash cunning of them.”
It seems obvious that they are trying to trick her into declaring war on their enemy on behalf of earth
>_< This is so obvious that only an inexperienced child can't see it.
I put my flag on your turf = I claim your territory for my own.
The Argosian government is scum to do this to 84! The only ‘response’ she’s likely to get is an immediate attack.
Yeah. Poor 84.
To parse it even more:
“We’re showing them she’s not a softling, which will give her presence some merit.” …on the front lines.
“They were also impressed when I told them of the symbol she wears. I told the houses that Earth values its own royal lineage of strength so much that they carefully number each one born to them.” I’m a lying, lying, liar. *Fwoosh* My pants!
“Patience, my liege. All will be made clear…” …we’re manipulating you.
“Argos is at war with a force nearly equal to our own.” …but they’re not bad guys and we’re not good guys.
“We wish the conflict to end.” …in our victory.
“Would you deliver a message from our people to theirs in the form of this banner?” …it’s our standard. It means “We will crush you like the insects we think you look like. Resistance is futile. Please shoot our messenger.”
“And carry it through the gate, then return with their response.” …so that we can incite our “lord” into attacking them with righteous fury.
“There is a central dome with a beacon atop it.” …it’s their government headquarters.
“That is where you should leave our standard.” …and do try to come back. We’ll have our “medical” team waiting for you with their shovels and a nice plot of land next to the rest of the war heroes.
Laughing… So… Hard… Can’t… Breath…
Gasp!
Flop.
Twitch, twitch.
He’s not TECHNICALLY lying. They’re a metaphorical lineage of literal royal strength by Argonian standards, and they value them so much (lowly, due to lack of scarcity) that they carefully number them (in order of appearance).