"When I'm on you; Its like on War. and when I'm on war; its like on you..." - Agatha Kristi (Kak Na Voyne - 1993) GASA; 3 years, and you have never improved. what a waste you have made. look at me; only in a matter of weeks i went from countryball slop to peak art. And here we are. Just you and me. A once-lowly newgen now Experianced Artist and Rp'er... facing up against one of the MOST notorious persons on this RP community; and no, its not "your nation" thats the problem; Its YOU as a PERSON. Now. I present the; "Like On War". <The low hum of gravital distortion could be heard; and then; a loud boom as the portals open all throughout, multitudes of StarShips from a future never meant to be; something so sinister and schizo that the Universe or a higher being thought of "IT" to never be. there these ships flow through, the portals morphing around their shiny and sleek metallic structure; black in looks with purple accents. powered by mass amounts of energy with cannons and weaponry and shielding all about. there, smaller "Starfighters" travel beside and behind them. in amounts not meant to be; yet to be. "it"; whatever "it" was; couldn't have existed; never meant to exist; yet it does. it has formulated its way; She. She found her way.> >then.. a voice comes through. Raspy; Young; Authoritive.> "Heh. Pathetic. All of you fools. I am what was meant to be; Not the petty girl who always lost; not the one who was conquered TIME and TIME AGAIN; NOT the one who was the plaything for other powers to be there... Italy... I am what was meant to suffice; Now I am here; Now I am able... NOW I CAN-" <then... the Stars moved...> <She surges with power; the personification, Maya; yet we would see this as the starships entering drive and heading towards the systems of which GASA controls. Those exact starships and the fighters; they would conduct bombardments; land troops armed with nothing but a glove; yet that glove gives them the ability to conduct Energy warfare; of which maneuverability is key; and those who dare to conduct massive attacks overflow and pass on; yet take that risk. there is no stopping; there is no waiting. it is a game of cat and mouse; adaptability won't work; it just cannot; soldiers are too slow for them; for they aim yet are already gone; energy is the key.> [Your time has come... Giveup.... and leave.]
