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Act On Instinct; Because Beta forgot to give proper reasoning for joining a faction again
Topic Started: May 12 2017, 06:56 PM (296 Views)
BetaDude40
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ZAUN ATTACKS NOXIAN-OCCUPIED CITY, AQORA, IN SHURIMA!
DESCRIBED AS "POLICE ACTION" AGAINST LOCAL REBELLION; NOXUS POSSIBLY ON THE BRINK OF WAR!


This was the large, unfriendly title which graced Mayor Jadefellow's copy of the Daily Sprinkles. Bitterly, he tossed the copy onto the wooden table in front of him for the highest-ranked Bandle officers to see. When he was sure they had all garnered some form of shock or solemn understanding, he leaned forward in his chair, placing both paws on the table, and glared at all of the commanders in the private room.

"So, anyone have an explanation for this?" Jadefellow asked a few moments later, with the tone that might suggest it was a rhetorical question, even though it wasn't.

There was a resounding uncomfortable silence.

"Oh, come on now! I give all the funding you people require for some of the most extensive espionage programs this side of the Great Barrier, and you people don't have anything??" the Mayor berated.

"Well, sir," a one-eyed yordle piped up from the back, "I've had some minor operatives undercover in the city for a couple of months now. According to them, there has been a resentment that's been building up for a loooong time..."

The Mayor didn't seem pleased with that answer. He rapped his paw on the table striking a "serious" pose that he had probably seen in a movie. "Beta, that's... Why? What would compel a bunch of Shuriman to take arms against one of the bloodiest nations on Valoran??? It's completely foolhardy!"

"Evidently you've never lived under Noxian rule," another more solemn voice added from somewhere else across the table. Air Admiral Bubbles MacBuddy, whose charmingly cute and lighthearted name has been scientifically proven to be the exact polar opposite of his personality. "If you're not in the army, you're weak. If you can't hold your own in a scuff, you're weak. If you somehow can't prove you're better, then you're weak. And if you're weak... you're dead."

"Um..." was the Mayor's only response as he froze in his pose and stared bug-eyed at the admiral.

"Sir, he used to live in Noxus when he was a young child," Beta said, "If anyone here knows anything about Noxian brutality and barbarianism, it's him."

"Oh gods," he mumbled under his breath, shedding a small tear. "There was so much blood..."

HAH! WHAT A CRYBABY! a familiar purple-shaded voice exclaimed inside Beta's head.

Beta dismissed the Voidling's outburst, and continued. "My agents have also confirmed that Noxus has been drastically shifting the city of Aqora to draft and supply forces for the Noxian war machine. And no one there is particularly happy about it."

"I bet," the Mayor said, "especially considering that they somehow brought Zaun to attack their own ally just so they could be crushed. That's something I can hardly fathom..."

"You don't understand, Mayor," Bubbles interrupted, "The relationship between the two powers is more of a contracted agreement rather than an alliance at times. Both have acknowledged that they will do whatever benefits themselves, and most of the time they believe that the most beneficial path is to work together. This time, however..."

GODS, THIS IS SO TERRIFICALLY UNEXCITING. DOES ANYTHING FUN EVER HAPPEN IN THESE BOARD ROOM MEETING SCENES, OR NO?

Please shut up, I could do without you right now.

THAT'S WHAT THEY ALL SAY... AND THEN YOU'LL START BEGGING ME TO FILL IN THE SILENCE WITH MY BEAUTIFUL VOICE. OR, DARE I MAKE A PUN, FILL IN THE VOID!

"So, Mayor, what do you believe is our course of action?" another general asked.

All the other officers turned their attention to the Mayor, who gave a meek shrug and gave up trying to appear stylish or cool. "I... I dunno. Who said we were going to act? No, I just called you all hear so I could figure out what the hell was going on. This is much too soon for us to get involved, after all."

Beta gave the Mayor a blank stare and thought What??

YEAH! WHAT HE SAID! WHAT WHAT, MOTHA'FUCKA'!!

"Mayor," Beta discontentedly stated as all the other commanders turned their attention to him, "do you understand the importance of what's happening here?? Why are we staying back??"

"Well, General Cyclops," the Mayor replied, bringing the focus back to himself, "For one, this is far outside of our jurisdiction, and is likely to get some harsh scowling from other nations. Secondly, the whole incident regarding the Black Mists and our association with... them in securing the Mothership's launchpad last year have embroiled my-- I mean, our government in quite a series of scandals!" He also added, "By the Mothership, there's even some suggesting that the Void has somehow infiltrated my administration! Can you believe that load of yipsnake dung?"

NOPE, ME NEITHER. HOW COULD ANYONE EVEN SUGGEST SUCH A RIDICULOUS THING?

"Sir," Beta recollected, sending the horde of eyes back to himself once more, "If we're ever to act, the time has to be now! What's happening here is possibly a destabilization of our two most prominent rivals, as well as the resurgence of Shuriman revolutionaries! Mayor, if we somehow supported the rebels, then--"

"Then we'd paint a target on our backs! We can't just act on instinct here! There's consequences to something like that!!" the Mayor countered. "Besides, something of this scale would probably become a damn League issue anyway. They tend to respond quickly to situations like this."

"So what, we're just going to sit here, twiddling our paws and waiting for opportunity to fly right past us? We could force the Noxian occupations to a grinding halt and send them running!!" Beta barked. "There's so much at stake if we don't take every opportunity to stop Noxus before we find them on our doorstep!"

"So in order to prevent them from being on our doorstep, you intend to just invite them right in by meddling in an affair which we have no right to be in anyway?!?" The Mayor shouted back. Other generals began to cover their ears as if it were a domestic dispute.

OH DAMN, THIS IS BETTER NETFLIX! WOO, CONFLICT!!!

"But sir--" Beta began.

"THERE'S NO BUTS!!" the Mayor screamed back, almost getting up on the table, "I've taken enough of a hit in my approval rating this past year! The last thing I need is another scandal to add onto my ever-growing list!! Please, Beta, understand that my election-- and by some extension, your job-- lies in us staying out of this dispute."

"People are dying, and no one save for Beta cares about this??" Bubbles stated in dismay. "Gods, is no one going to give a single shit about these civilians in the crossfire??"

"Oh shut up, you crybaby!" the Mayor finally said, "I'm sick of hearing this. We won't intervene, simply because I've already run my course in this discussion anyway." He then turned to Beta with a somewhat sour stare. "Beta, if you REALLY want to make a difference that badly, then you think of something for the League. You have a summoning licence after all, and by international law I'm bound to be incapable of restricting your opinion in this dispute. I'll allow you to act there, but there alone." He then grabbed his newspaper and crumbled it up into a ball. "I didn't intend for this to be a talk for intervention anyway; I just wanted to understand what's going on..."

The Mayor tossed the waddled up paper into a wastebin. "You're all dismissed," he said, somewhat exhausted.

As all the other commanding officers filed out of the room, a paw grabbed Beta by the shoulder. It was Bubbles.

"Beta, I know you probably don't understand where I come from in this..." he mumbled into his ear, "... But please, do me a favor, and when you think about the kind of hell those people in Shurima are going through because of Noxus, think about me. Make those fucking bastards pay."

Bubbles then left in the other direction. Beta thought about it for a while, and obviously Kahn'Rok had to add in with his own opinion.

SO, YOU'RE GOING ZAUN, RIGHT?

I never said that! When did I ever insinuate I'd get involved at all??

Kahn'Rok cackled horrendously and scraped Beta's eardrums with his mental sound. WELL, FOR ONE, I'VE ALREADY BEEN ON THE FORUMS AND THIS WHOLE THING WAS WRITTEN AFTER YOU PICKED--

No OOC knowledge, or else I'm punishing you again. I'm the narrator, I'm in control here. You don't want a repeat of past incidences, right??

I MEAN... YOU'RE WAY TOO... NOT APATHETIC TO KEEP OUT OF THIS (WHAT'S THE OPPOSITE OF APATHETIC? PATHETIC?? YEAH, THAT'LL DO!). AND AS MUCH AS YOU HATE BOTH OF THEM,
YOU DON'T WANT BIG BAD NOXUS COMING IN WITH THEIR SHINY ARMOR AND GIANT-OL' AXES RIGHT WHERE THEY COULD SPIT AT YOU! IT'S QUITE LOGICAL THAT YOU'D PICK ZAUN TO PROLONG THE CONFLICT AND FORCE NOXUS TO RECONSIDER THEIR TROOP PLACEMENTS.


Beta pondered about this. He'd lived with a Voidling in his head for 28 years, and he knew better than to blindly trust advice from one without giving it some serious thought first. And although Beta did not want to admit it, the Void Messenger's logic was... uncharacteristically sound...

PLUS, ZAUN'S DONE SOME VOID-Y STUFF BEFORE, HAVEN'T THEY? THEY MIGHT EVEN HAVE A NICE AND COZY THAUMO-GLASS JAR TO KEEP ME IN; AT LEAST FOR A MONTH OR TWO BEFORE I COULD BREAK OUT AND RIP OFF THEIR--

Alright that's enough, I get it... Beta thought. Though I guess... I'm afraid you're right. I don't think Noxus should get their foot any further into the door. This is... probably the only way...

THAT'S THE SPIRIT!! MAYBE YOU'LL LISTEN TO MY ADVICE FAR MORE OFTEN NOW!!

Beta sighed. How about no?

No sooner than a few days later, Beta reluctantly pledged his allegiance to the Zaunite cause, at least for now.
Edited by BetaDude40, May 12 2017, 07:03 PM.
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This is ok. You used an adverb at the beginning in a way that I don't like to see. If you just don't that, it be better. I don't feel like mentioning the other problems but this is ok.
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Jun 25 2017, 12:18 PM
This is ok. You used an adverb at the beginning in a way that I don't like to see. If you just don't that, it be better. I don't feel like mentioning the other problems but this is ok.
Uh... Thanks?

I'm not sure what adverb you're even talking about, so I'm not sure how I could fix it...
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The adverb I was referring to was 'bitterly'. If you just edit that whole sentence to make it better it won't be as bad. ^^
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...what? That sentence is fine.
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Jun 26 2017, 02:31 PM
The adverb I was referring to was 'bitterly'. If you just edit that whole sentence to make it better it won't be as bad. ^^
Yeah, I'm not really seeing the issue. Maybe it's because I'm descriptivist, but I have no problems understanding it either.
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Bitterly, he tossed the copy onto the wooden table in front of him for the highest-ranked Bandle officers to see.


can be

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He bitterly tossed the copy onto the wooden table in front of him for the highest-ranked Bandle officers to see.


which has the same meaning and doesn't have the adverb being super stuck out and noticable, so that the sentence flows smoothly.


Though why Rex is grammatically critiquing a small piece of writing from a month ago, only God knows why.
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There wasn't any grammar I was critiqueing. I just don't like how Beta used his adverb there.
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