posted 07-22-2002 12:27 PM            

Dark times....very dark times... but he wouldn't know...he couldn't know...he was born into this. As he stood among the ruins of Echidnopolis, resting upon the gigantic fallen mass of rock that was once the Floating Island... he could only wonder what the planet Mobius was like...before He came.. before he took over... As he looked about, the ruins of the city looked like they were hundreds of years old, but nay, it was only sixty years ago he had fell the great island... and destroyed the Guardians. He was one of the lucky Mobians...he lived to fight... lived with at least some freedoms, most had been robotisized, others worked in concentration camps, supporting their opressers as they toiled in the merciless, polluted environment, and yet others..like him...lived out here...fighting day to day for their lives...their freedom.

Blitz Dobermann, leader of the new 'Freedom Fighters'... if you could call them that. They were a group of ragtag rebels... against the tyrant Robotnik, but just barely surviving day to day, hiding among the ruins and destroying whatever robot they could.

He was a large doberman pinscher, cropped ears, docked tail, raven fur with rust highlights, nothing very unique about him, aside from his eyes.... his crimson red eyes, mirroring the blood colored horizon against the black as pitch ocean. He sighed, casting a look about the towers of twisted metal and cement. It was a rare and precious moment when one could gaze upon the sky and see a clear crystal blue...

"Looking at the sky again Blitzie?"

He turned around and spied a comrade... Henrick De'Coolette, a direct decendent of the original Freedom Fighter Antoine De'Coolette astride a partially robotisized Pasha. He was an azure eyed young man, looking very much like a coyote, bronze furred, raven haired, where his ancestor had light tan markings, he had white, his ears stood erect, like a coyote, except for the right ear, which flopped forward a bit, hinting toward his rabbit heritage. He had a large sword at his belt, the same sword Antoine had once held, though it was a bit worn from many years of use. He, like Blitz, sported the uniform of the old Palace Guard, looking almost exactly like the original, except where there had been blue, there was black, and where there had been gold trimmings, there was silver. The uniform was more a sign of rebellion against the tyrant Robotnik, than a banner of loyalty to the House of Acorn, which had fallen with the last decensdent of Queen Sally.

"No.I was scouting for...-"

Suddenly, something blipped across the screen of the scouting mechanism on his face, which had been dulely named NIC after Nicole the Queen's computer. He frowned, Henrick looked about tensely, obviously having seen the same thing on his NIC Scouter.

"Blitz..I think we should leav- ARGH!!"

The Pasha suddenly reared on its hind legs as a powerful molecule blast it the ground in front of it, sending dirt and debris into the air, clogging Henrick's nostrils. Henrick growled and charged foreward toward his comrade, and leader. Blitz took the oppurtunity and jumped upon the Pasha's back. Henrick urged the Pasha forward as swarms of SWATbots came chooting out of the shadows. Henrick took his sword from it sheath, and in one violent motion, brought it heavily down upon one of the Bots decapitating it. Blitz unsheathed his large mettalic claws, using them to cut through the ranks of the bots as the Pasha charged forward, trying to make a getaway. But soon..it became apparent that there were just too many...he needed to call for help. He depressed a button on his NIC Scouter and tried to contact the other Fighters.... but then.. it went dead as the SWATbots advanced upon them...

posted 07-22-2002 05:19 PM            

BIC:

Suddenly,one of the heads of the SWATbots exploded as a tanned leather whip coiled around it.The whip was snapped back as the SWATbots turned to see their new antagonist.

An raccoon was standing on an outcropping of rocks,the owner of said whip.What stood out on the drab background was her/his(?) costume;which was a mix of forest greens and browns.From what could be seen of it's fur,it had the typical raccoon markings--gray-brown fur and a black and bushy brown-gray tail ringed with black.A green hood over the raccoon's head obscured it's main facial features,but it did have long dark headfur.

The SWATbots fired upon the raccoon,but the enigmatic creature was no longer in the spot where it had been standing.It suddenly appeared behind them and slashed out with a katana,leaving a row of robots eviscerated.The 'coon flipped over the head of another who attempted rush it from behind.A silver flash left the 'bot cleaved cleanly in half.
The raccoon whirled around to face Henrick and Blitz,and screamed,"Git outta here!I'll fight them off!"

posted 07-22-2002 06:34 PM            

VOICE [stern]: So will I!!

BIO: This is a male doberman pinscher thats about 25 years of age. He looks a little like Blitz only his tail is not docked an he has natural floppy ears instead of cropped ones. He looks as if he lived in the jungle all his life and stands at an even 6.

OOC: I had to change the bio cuz dobermans don't have long hair. o_O I was half asleep when i typed the last bio.

(He has a sword and a sheld with spikes on it as he gets ready for the attack. As the SWATbots start moving towards him. He pulls out his sword in gets ready to take a shot at them.)

Doberman [sly smile]: Ok, lets see how you guy's take on me.

(The SWATbots start moving in for the kill and the doberman start taking them out one by one. Sparks flying all over the place as he slices some of the SWATbots to pieces. Then his luck ran out as he hits three SWATbots at the same time and breaks his sword in two pieces. He grits his teeth and throws the handle of his broken sword at one of the SWATbots head shorting it out. As more gain up on him he trys to use his spiked sheld to smash them up but its no use. They already gained up on him and knocked him to the ground.)

Doberman [embarrassed]: Wow i'm impressed. You guy's took me down in no time flat.

posted 07-23-2002 09:27 AM            

"Look out!" Blitz exclaims as another group of SWATbots unleash a burst of fire at point blank range toward the newcommer. The newcommer fades from view and his form appears again on the ridge above them. The SWATbots are momentarily disoriented, and the shifty cano dives from his perch, electro-sceptor flashing. With a series of fatal shocks, the SWATbots are disposed of.

The newcommer places his weapons back in their sheaths and lifts his hood. His glowing yellow eyes peer out at the others. "Looks like you were in need of some assistance," the dark fox utters.

posted 07-23-2002 11:25 AM            

"I thank you all for your assistence...if not for you we would have certainly been decimated...like these SWATbots." He said
this quietly. "We were caught by surprise, normally our Scouters would have detected tem earleir."

Henrick frowned and looked at the group.

"I think we should take out leave while the Bots still haven't brought over reinforcements... Come."

Blitz jumped on the back of the Pasha again and gestured for the strangers to follow them.

posted 07-23-2002 11:55 AM            

The raccoon seemed to hesistate as it sheathed it's katana into its belt.

posted 07-23-2002 12:29 PM            

"Suit yourselves... you may stay here and fight now, or come with us and fight another day."

Henrick clicked his toughe and the pasha started to move. He looked back at the strangers.

"I suggest you move quickly, we have cloaking devices on our uniforms that protect us from being spotted... by SWATbots or otherwise... You may be found rather quickly if you don't have one..."

They set the pasha into a canter, Blitz craned his head to see if any of the group was following them.

posted 07-23-2002 04:54 PM            

(The doberman sits up and pushs all of the broken SWATbots off of him. He looks around and gets to his feet. He brushes himself off and looks over to where Blitz is at.)

Doberman [blunt]: I'll go with you too.

(He looks back over to the SWATbots and can see that his handle of his broken sword is stuck in one of the SWATbots head. He shakes his head and looks over to Blitz.)