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Oooh, a TCM game Long time no see dude! PTW!

Ay! What's up my sublima Filipina? How you doing?

Sorry for double posting, but TCM, you have checked the OOC, right?

I have, I just have one character to finalize before getting to yours.

"Yeah, we have a few plans we're gonna pursue. With luck, you guys will be peachy keen, and those guys out there will be gone faster than you can say 'H'wo!'"

Cadence takes the moment to strike a superhero pose to exemplify the confidence of her statement.

That is, until she realizes the two people who talk about having plans still haven't introduced themselves.

"Ah SHIT, by the way I'm Cadence, this is Anna."

"We were hoping you would say that! We've already prepared boats on the Northern and Southern docks for your departure if any of you are planning to go into Xenio or Kuch. The boats don't have any weapons, but they are agile and we've installed some evasive features in them to help you get across safely. It wouldn't hurt if any one of you knew about boats either."

"We do have a few options, although we'd like to start with the most peaceful resolutions first."

"Peaceful resolutions are good, but only if they work! We are a defenseless people so if the Xenio and the Kuch want peace, it has to be assured. What are your options any-h'wo?"

Anna takes, and then captchalogues, the cabbage.

"Perhaps it would be best to get out in front of the impending battle.....Have you as a nation made contact with the Xenio or Kuch before?

I have a plan.  Perhaps not a perfect one, but a plan nonetheless."

The cabbage is successfully captchalogued and attaches to a card.

"We have not, and we fear that contacting one of them would be initiated by a bullet or a fireball to the face. However, we have made many observations on them for research even getting some our ships close enough that we can view their coasts from afar and watch them go about in their normal lives. The Xenio are constantly going about performing strange rituals that make little sense and exchanging goods that look like they have little practical value. The Kuch are even stranger, drinking their mushroom juice until they pass out, and always fighting one another with amusement. The psychology of these people is still a mystery to us and we have never obtained a specimen of either kind. We would also like to explore both of their lands, but there's no way we could risk that. A few times we have even seen them fighting one another in the ocean, where the winged beasts of the Xenio swoop down and breathe fire onto the Kuch warships that fire cannons in return."

The End is watching.

The Cazadores are continuing to converse with the snail people. Snail people: Taste like snail, talk like people.

Vi is tasting the ambient emotion. Anything notable?

Curiosity and Wonderment, in strong doses, are ever present as the crowd looks to see what these Cazadores are. The Cazadores definitely don't look like what they were expecting, most likely a rambunctious unit of armored space marines, not a completely jumbled up patchwork of strange people, many who don't look any more threatening than the Deniyans themselves are. This comes with Anxiety and Skepticism, can these people really take on two of the largest superpowers that this world has seen?

Mall gives a quiet sigh looking at the ambassador, and under his breath murmurs, "_{I'd be finding this a whole lot more cute if I didn't know about those acid spitting slugs back home...}"
Are there any places like hospitals or more intensive workstations that I can see?

Wle-Fle leans over to the side and speaks to Mall, "M'w? Did you say something?"

There are a few wide buildings containing large industrial machines in the distance churning away, though not producing any physical product from what Mall can see. As for a hospital, there does not appear to be any in the area housing sick or injured Deniyans. Unless they never get sick, it wouldn't make sense that an advanced, metropolitan city wouldn't have a number of hospitals in any given area considering the density of the populace.

Nixil inspects the fortifications of the area, trying to find out where the best outward sniping positions would be.

The exterior of the island is surrounded by stone levees that drop off at a ninety degree angle, effectively making the island surrounded by a cliff, preventing an amphibious invasion. Beyond the levees are beaches filled with layers of caltrops and barbed wire. Beyond that is another cliff that would have to be scaled before an attacker could reach the city itself. It's set up similarly to the beach of Normandy, except that beach was defended by snipers and machine guns, and even then that beach was captured.

The rooftops of some of the buildings, particularly the ones housing those large industrial machines in the distance, are the tallest in the area and would therefore allow the best view and the most angles of fire, though the buildings themselves are not heavily protected. The interior design of the Deniyan buildings are counter-productive to firefights, as they already have huge holes in them, as if someone had already gone ahead and blasted them apart with artillery fire.

Ramona tilts her head at the Deniyan, before speaking. "So, how much would a boat cost? Or do I get a free one, considering I'm helping in the war?"

"War? What war? Oh, you mean you're one of those people that will stop the Kuch and the Xenio? I believe that there are some boats ready for your people."

The fishing pole at the Deniyans face begins to roll around. "Oh, I've got a bite!" The Deniyan dives for his pole and reels up his aquatic captive. After a few moment of struggle, the pole flings a metal cage onto the dock next to Ramona. Inside of this metal cage a blue crab scurries about, though this crab is the size of moderately-large dog. "This is the best one I've caught all week!"

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"If you Cazadores do have a plan, and that plan involves getting out to one or both of our continental neighbors, you should go as quickly as you can down to the docks; the Northern docks will get you to Xenio, and the Southern docks go down to Kuch. If any of you are staying here, I can continue to show you around to any place of interest and help you out with anything you need to do here."

"Hello! I'm Princess Twilight Sparkle, and this is Starlight Glimmer!"

Introduce ourselves while leaving the ship. Nice to be cordial.

The crowd replies in unison, "H'wo Twilight Sparkle and Starlight Glimmer, welcome to Deniya." Whether this is endearing or creepy is subjective.

"H'wo Twilight Sparkle and Starlight Glimmer! My name Wle-Fle Raki, Chief Representative for Foreign Friendship! We received a radio message that an intergalactic peacekeeping force was going to be sent here to protect us. When we received it, we were so happy that everyone ate mushrooms for an entire week! Your arrival is very timely, every day now someone spots a wyvern or battleship on the horizon getting closer and closer. We know that the Xenio and Kuch would like nothing better than to wipe each other out, and until we can figure out how to physically move this island, we're stuck in the crossfire. We hope that you can find a way to stop this needless violence."

Nixil observed the snail-race.  These...would not make good morphs.  Anyways, introductions.

<Greetings.  My name is Nixil-Amendon-Sora.  We the Cazadores, pledge to keep this island from being taken by outsiders.>

It wasn't a lie, regardless of how they intended to succeed.

Observe the structures the Deniyans lived in, as well as anything of note 360 degrees around us.

"H'wo Nixil-Amendon-Sora, welcome to Deniya."

"H'wo Nixil-Amendon-Sora! That's what we're hoping for. All we want is to live and peace and strive for the advancement of our species."

The Deniyan structures lack proper doors or windows, instead there are simply holes that allow someone on the outside to peer inside. Some of the rooms appear to be domestic, with what looks like kitchens and living spaces, while others are more occupation-oriented with workstations and machines. The structures themselves are composed of a smooth stony surface, the same which the roads and sidewalks are composed of.
He notes that while most of the Deniyans are on the ground, those that are entering or exiting buildings are doing so by slithering up and down the sides of the building, and an occasional Deniyan can be seen within a building attached to the ceiling upside-down.

The End disembarks from the ship. Silently.

The End isn't regarded any more or less than the rest of the Cazadores who have yet to engage in a conversation with the Deniyans.

Quote from: Greenstarfanatic on October 20, 2016, 09:42:33 am

Quote from: TheBiggerFish on October 20, 2016, 07:32:08 am

"Hello."

Anna is still probably holding hands with Cadence.

Indeed she is. Which doesn't help when Cadence rushes down to meet the Deniyan...ambassador?

"OH MY GOD YOU ARE SO...*ahem*...Heyyyyyy?

Very smooth, Cadence. Almost called an entire race 'cute'.

Anna trails in Cadence' s wake, somewhat flustered.

"...Hello."

"H'wo, welcome to Deniya."

Wle-Fle Rak eyes bulge at Cadence for a moment during her outburst, before returning to their normal size, "....H-H'wo!"

Erlend exits the shuttle already in the Nuckelavee

"Oi loittle mates! We're here ta help ya out, ye ken?"

The Deniyans scurry (or glide, more accurately) away from the Nuckelavee as it stomps its way out of the ship, mumurs of excitement bubbling through the crowd as they are clearly entranced by the appearance of the shoddy mech. 

"H'wo! Yes, you are here to help! Ye-ken?" Wle-Fle is clearly not familiar or entirely comfortable with Erlend's accent.

Charlotte also exits the ship, looking around to see what she was dealing with.

Charlotte is dealing with many hundreds of snail-people surrounding the Cazadores on all sides. They all look highly squishy, and one of them is animating all of his words with a cabbage in his hands.

Ramona looks bored, and begins venturing off to wherever she might find a dock and boats.

Ramona detaches from the group and begins making her way away from the group and through the throngs of snail-people. She walks until their numbers thin out and she can be left alone, walking towards the water on the horizon. After a short walk of about ten minutes down the streets and then navigating around some clustered caltrops, she finds herself on a wooden dockyard where a variety of ships, from two-seaters to colossal fishing vessels, bob up and down in the water, waiting for their masters to release them into the eternal ocean. It's quiet here, away from the hub-bub of the city. A single Deniyan is sitting at the edge of the dock, wearing a yellow uniform with a triangular yellow hat to match. He has cast a fishing pole into the water, deep in concentration. When he spots Ramona, he jumps a little. "M'wa! I didn't see you there!"

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Wle-Fle Rak speaks to the Cazadores as a collective, "So! Do you have a plan to convince our neighbors from invading us? Do you need to know more?" Wle-Fle Rak is visibly shaking at this point, and appears to be passive-aggressively trying to get one of the Cazadores to take the large cabbage from his hands. 

Mission 2 Official Roster:
1. Twilight
2. Ereland
3. Samson Anna
4. Johnny Zara
5. Nixil
6. Vi
7. Mall
8. Charlotte
9. Pablo
10. The End
11. Cadence
12. Wario Ramona

The ship enters the atmosphere of the planet, dominated by clear blue ocean peppered with unknown lands in its farthest corners. The Xenio and Kuch both come into view, actualizing out into physical forms, staring opposite one another like a sheriff and bandit dueling at high noon. An island, minuscule into comparison to either of the continents, makes its own appearance as the ship rapidly descends. It is twilight, but artificial sources of light on the island allow the entire urbanized area to be visible. Buildings sprout from the island, tall stony structures with gaping open holes, something uncommon to most cultures; the holes are the polar opposite of locked doors and shut windows, implying that anyone is welcome within their walls. The island is surrounded by a sheer cliff face on all sides, and beyond that fields of treacherous caltrops, defensive structures that would deter someone from invading the island, unless they were determined.

There is sudden turbulence as explosions rock the airspace around the ship. Anyone that looks out the windows sees not a surprise anti-aerial counter attack, but plums of colored light and smoke dancing among the clouds while a flock of balloons flutter around the exterior of the spacecraft; one of the piloting I.A. turns on a windshield in order to keep the balloons from obstruction their vision. The ship plants itself in the center of a major road, and the Cazadores step out to crowd of cheering snail-people, hundreds of them in every direction dressed in utilitarian uniforms of differing color.
"Looks like you guys got one heck of a welcoming party! ^_^"
During this time, the transportation ship closes up its doors and flies back off the planet.
A single Deniyan, indistinguishable from the others besides the fact that the crowd parts in order to let this individual through, walks to the front of the Cazadores with gusto, though even with confidence the Deniyan looked so squishy that you could pulverize him with a forceful hug, now it was of little surprise why this race were not inclined to warfare. "H-H'wo friends! The Free People of Deniya welcome you to our little nation! We hope that in your time here to spread peace, we can become great friends!" He offers the Cazadores a large cabbage, to which there is great applause and uproar. Denyians even sound squishy, with high pitched voices with a very wavering pitch.
"Ugh, how are you going to stand dealing with all of these silly sounding people? >-<" Squeaks Woodsworth.

((Are there any slots left for the main mission?))

((At the moment no. There will be a Side Mission launching in a bit for the people not on the main mission.))

Beirus communicates with Condor Legion Airfield 5 over the radio, "I'm landing. Don't shoot. Also, you think you can talk me through the landing procedures? The pilot's gone, and I would rather not crash."
"The pilot is gone? What are you doing?!" The man on the other side of the line sounds exasperated. "Fuck...okay, take the throttle and pull towards you to slow the plane. Take the yoke and stay steady, do you see where it says landing gear? You need to deploy that..." The airfield communicator guides Beirus through the steps of landing the bomber, [Flying: 2+1(Radio Assistance)] and manages to touch the plane down onto the runway. That's the last good thing that happens, as Beirus has no idea how to drop the plane's momentum, and it sails forward, and smashes straight into the side of an aircraft hanger. [1] Beirus's head flies forward from the impact and slams onto the steering wheel, causing him to black out...
Beirus awakes sometime later in a tent with no recollection of he arrived there. As he stands up, he feels a the barrel of a pistol prodding his stomach. Looking up, he sees the sharp face of a man in a decorated military uniform, as well as two additional soldiers in the green tent. The high-ranking soldier cajoles Beirus back onto the cot he was previously laying on. "You imbecile, you could have gotten someone killed! I could execute you at this second!" The soldier barks at Beirus, waving a Luger in his face; his voice matches the one on the radio that was talking to Beirus before. "But, I am a merciful man, unlike some of my peers." He lowers the gun. "I will give you an opportunity to explain yourself. What were you doing, flying an American Bomber over our base?"

The Ensorceler drives into town to find a suitable buyer for her ship, the Unio. She could potentially sell it to the military, but they were notorious for taking advantage of foreigners and they were very bad people to be asking about dissidents. After a bit of scouring, she is able to find a fisherman down by the port who's own vessel was growing old and weary. He offers $10,000 Pesetas for the Sternwheeler. The two of them also talk about the war and the various parties involved, and The Ensorceler casually throws in a question, "You wouldn't be able to direct me towards any... Anarchists, would you?"
The fisherman looks aghast, "What?! Of course I would no nothing of such people...unless we could reduce the price of your offer to around $8,000 Pesetas, that might help jog my memory..."

"Hmm, you are definitely right there comrade, in both cases. If you could bring me some more... suitable clothing we can leave immediately." The young resistance fighter runs into one of the manor's buildings and retrieves a set of standard's farmers clothing, a white work shirt and brown pants with a brown cap, all absolutely ordinary. Dolosus goes into a closed storeroom to shed his armor and change clothing, then emerges in his new attire with his Samurai gear hidden away. (+Farmer's Work Clothes) (+Sack) Dolosus grabs an ashen colored stallion and places the sack in saddlebag while his companion retrieves his own mount. (+Horse)
The duo ride out of the manor on their first mission, meeting with a Doctor Marcos in a village to the West. They follow the dirt road hence, passing by acres of picturesque agricultural land, with the occasional ox-driven cart or group of farmers on a work break meeting them on the road, doing little more than glancing at the two horse riders. "Everyone used to be so friendly before the war, but now everyone outside of family and friends looked at with suspicion," the youthful partisan remarks sadly. After about fifteen minutes of riding, the two reach the outskirts of the village, consisting of a few rows of wooden buildings, lacking any of the splendor of the manor. The Partisan points to a single-story building with an open window and a sign illustrating serpents entwined around a staff. "That's it right there, we have to be careful getting in," he says, subtly gesturing to the trio of Fascist soldiers halfway down the block from the doctor's office. The soldiers are laying on a pile of hay bales, speaking with animation and laughter.

Wipeout steps away from the new arrivals and sits down at a nearby bench that gives her a vantage point of the area, so that she can see anyone coming to and from the square. So far, it all looks like your typical variety of farmers, craftsmen, merchants and other common folk in ordinary ware. She continues to keep an eye out for anyone new that looks interesting...

MidnightJaguar tells the Insurgent to get into a higher position where he'll have line of sight with everyone in the area. He responds and gets up from his seat, briskly walking towards one of the taller buildings in the area, a three-story storehouse. Midnight then focuses on the knight and attempts to pierce his mental barrier, [Mind Reading: 5] and manages to access some of his thoughts. The Knight and his accomplice are companions from a foreign land, and while they share a close relationship it's strictly for business and practical purposes; the Knight is highly devoted to making sure that she stays safe. The Knight is currently concerned for the woman and believes that there are dangers afoot. Midnight can not get a read on any further on the Knight, his long term goals are obscured from her magic.

Greatness turns towards Midnight and the Indian, glancing at them with suspicion. She hops off of Sir Lorne's horse and walks to the two of them. Once she is in range of Midnight, Greatness calls out, "Hello! I'm Francesca "Greatness" Colette. You two don't seem to be around here, and I was just curious about it." Midnight, previously in a state of concentration, has it broken by Greatness's greeting. Greatness notes that the Indian fellows has disappeared around this time. [Perception: 5] Greatness scans her surroundings and out of the corner of the eyes sees that Midnight's companion is moving to the other side of the street, briefcase in tow.

Hawk decides to give this Dr. Samuel a shot even with his unconventional title. The interior of the building bears little resemblance to a normal doctor's office: instead of plain white walls and a sterile environment, there are potted plants everywhere, sprouting from the ground and suspended from the ceiling. And these are not your typical potted office fern either, everything from vines to flowers and thorns are growing from all corners of the room. It's like standing in the middle of a crowded greenhouse or botanical garden, when a man bursts through some foliage like a jungle explorer, and dressed for the part, looking nothing like a doctor. "I am Dr. Samuel, master of natural remedy! If I may analyze your condition for a moment, I conclude that you," he waves his hands erratically around Hawk's head, "are suffering from a cranial injury."

Cinder explains to Senior Bajista, "Not just a lion, the one and only Mr. Lion. Tell me, my good man, do you know where I can procure the equipment for crab fishing. Also, by the by, have you see any incongruously dressed strangers around?... Excluding me, of course."
The muscle-man, scratches at his mustache. "Personally? No, I have not seen such people, but I have been hearing rumors of strange dressing and acting people wandering around the town center, looking lost. If I see any, I will do my best to guide them, that is my duty as a gentleman. If you want fishing equipment, go North up the beach and talk to some of the fisherman, at least one of them should be willing to give you a spare cage for money, or if they like you enough." Mr. Lion dips his head into the ocean, and comes back up with a struggling fish caught in his jaws, his mane dripping with water. "Are you sure it is a good idea to let your lion roam around like this? Especially with people so scared now, due to the war."

Failbird and his Soldier scout out the surrounding area for Wiki Warriors, or living products created by them. This is done with the greatest stealth to help preserve their current state of being alive. [Stealth: 8] Failbird and his Soldier stick to the edges of buildings and behind carts, crates and stands to prevent them from sticking out from the regular crowd. As they get further into the center of A Coruna, they spot two oddly dressed woman talking with an armored Knight on horseback nearby, not a typical sight in this little community. The Soldier looks to Failbird for orders.

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There's a moment of silence in the realm of The Jade Turkey, the only sound coming from the shuffling of the tortured humanoids in the foreground. "...Dead, hmph. I guess I have to sort this out myself." Or die trying. Execute unceremoniously exits the painting with Tukeolli barely giving him a parting hand-wave. Execute marches up to the Demon Aztec, informing him about the large amount of mortals outside that need to be punished. "But of course~" The Demon saunters towards the front of the mansion, toying with a small fireball in his palm.
With the death of Yuri, Execute watches as a percentage of his forces have their moral broken and race down the spiral staircase leading to the roof, and taking it all the way down to the basement, shedding their weaponry on the way down and leaving the staircase looking like an art piece decorated with bows and slings. He makes no attempt to stop them from retreating underground.
Execute barks at some nearby soldiers to retrieve the Animal Empowered Aztec, who is suffering from two debilitating wounds. A handful of Aztecs pull him inside and immediately set out to healing him, [Medicine: 7+2(Medical Supplies)] They are able to stop the bleeding with a mixture of bindings and anti-coagulation herbs, but his left foot has suffered some permanent damage that conventional Aztec medicine isn't going to be able to heal.
Execute wraps his arms around the Raiju and taking flight with him in tow. It takes him a few seconds to support the Raiju in addition to his own weight just by the strength of his wings, but manages to achieve flight.

Fallacy's reaction to the death of the Aztec High Priest is less contained than Execute's; "Ow. OWWWWW. Yuri? YURI? Waitaminute, you're a Logia. You ought to be able to pull yourself together. Comeon, Yuri! Yuri? ... You're dead aren't you, Yuri. Uhh... you know what? No. If I have anything to say about it, you won't be dead much longer. EXECUTE? IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, I COULD DO WITH A PORTAL OPENING..." Fallacy races back downstairs in the midst of the roaring battle, with Aztecs racing in every direction in order to grab extra supplies and weaponry, and jumps on a pile of art supplies in the painting room. She grabs a section of parchment and begins writing a parchment with great haste, a detailed scripture outlining a contract that would invalidate the laws of metaphysics to the point where someone could come back from the dead. [Landscape Law Painting: 10+2] It's immaculate, they should hang the finished product right next to the original Spanish Constitution, wherever that's being held. Gathering more miscellaneous supplies, Fallacy gathers Yuri up into a large metal cooking cauldron, and runs back to the painting with a pot full of melted metal-human, complete with two corpse legs sticking out; it could be taken as horrifying, hilarious, or both! Fallacy waits for Execute to come to her aid and open up her Magnum Opus Legal Scripture...yet, he does not come.

There is a short lull in the battle as both the front line of Fascists soldiers marches back up to the front of the mansion while a new set of Aztecs replace those at the rooftop that have either died or fled; the only Aztecs up there now are the among the bravest, as the tank shot that killed Yuri and dozens of Aztecs also dismantled the cover on the roof, leaving the reinforcements exposed. [4 vs. 10] The rooftop units take aim at the Fascists below and begin pelting them with arrows and stones, to little effect. Perhaps this little effect is due to the fact that the Fascists respond to arrows and stones with rifle and sub-machine gun fire. [7 vs. 10] The Aztecs are aware enough to pull back this time as the front of the rooftop is wracked with bullets.
On the lower level, the Pillar Aztec lean around their cover to take quick shots at the nearest Fascists. [8 vs. 5] This time the Aztecs are able to put in some actual casualties, as about ten Fascists fall to Aztec arrow fire.
With the first dent made in the Fascists number, the Demon Aztec rushes out the door and down the steps at a faster-than-human clip, assaulting the soldiers before they can recover. [7+2(Demon Powers) vs. 3] The Fascists begin to line up their iron sights on the demon, but before a trigger can be pulled, the Demon smashes his fist into the ground; a red fracture appears in the Earth that runs forward into the Fascists ranks and stops at the center of the front line. The fracture then bursts, and fire begins to spew from the ground as if the Demon had just broken through to the core of the planet. Magma engulfs the front line, and those that are not killed instantly spend their last few moments running around in agonized panic as the liquid engulfs their flesh and organs. Soon, what once was the front line is now a collection of human-sized ash piles.
Execute utilizes the success of the Demon to fly the Raiju to the rear of the Fascists forces. He dashes out of the front of the mansion like a free bird as the front line of soldiers literally melts away beneath him. [Strength: 10-1(Flying while Carrying Heavy Weight)] Flying high above the ground and carrying a wolf-sized Raiju? No problem for Execute. He flies above the forest, away from the guns of the Fascists, and lands within the forest, behind the rear line. The Raiju scurries away to flank the Fascists from behind, while Execute takes a moment to take out the intricate Nature Charm the Shaman had gifted him a while ago. She said something about being able to use it in a time of emergency, and so what could be a better time? Execute breaks the charm in half, and watches a stream of flowing green energy soak into the fores around him. (-Shaman Nature Charm) A group of nearby trees suddenly sprout humanoid face and rise out of the ground, climbing out of the ground with human limbs as if they had just waken up from a long sleep in which they were buried from the neck down. They spring forth from the dirt, sending a shockwave to the ground that forces Execute to steady himself as the tree-beings come to being. They walk to Execute, towering over him, each easily at least ten feet tall. They speak unanimously, "We have come to serve you. Our existence is to follow your word." (+3 Loyal Ents) The Ents have surrounded Execute tightly, preventing him from flying back to the mansion.
The Raiju races out of the forest and charges at the Fascists from the rear, attacking the Jeeps with the element of surprise. [1+2(Flanking Attack) vs. 10] Before the Raiju can get within striking range, the Fascists in the jeep have turned their pistols on the Raiju, spraying a wall of bullets at its direction, and forcing it around, lest it takes a shot between the eyes on a failed flanking maneuver. [3 vs. 5] The Raiju eludes the gunfire as it disappears back within the forest.

With their first line decimated in a flash, the second line of the Fascists hurriedly take battle-ready positions. Instead of marching forward and reclaiming the spot where the first line stood, they stay further back in order to just engage the Demon Aztec. [9 vs. 3] The Demon laughs as rifles at aimed at him, "What can your mortal weapons do against a prince of hell?" The entire line of Spanish rifleman fire, and the Demon soon finds his answer as he is laying on the ground with several gunshot wounds across his body. "...fuck..." Thankfully, his Demon qualities allow him to survive far more than a normal human could, but 'surviving' and 'not being blasted apart by a dozen rifle bullets' are two different things.
The Tank turns its machine gun on the mansion, first firing a stream of bullets into the roof, [7 vs. 9] and failing to do any damage to the Aztecs who had smartly retreated to the other side of said roof. It adjusts its fire now for the front of the mansion, [7 vs. 2+2] and this time slays a handful of Aztecs, though more importantly the heavy concentration of tank fire is now doing damage to the pillars the Aztecs in the front were relying from for cover; entire chunks of marble and stone are blasted apart.
Some soldiers by the Fountain pull out a full-fledged medium machine gun and place it on the hood of one vehicle, aiming it for the mansion. However, Captain Jose can be seen yelling at the soldiers, causing them to adjust the machine gun from the mansion to instead pointing at the forest where the Raiju had fled into.

Between demons, lightning foxes, flying Gods and giant contracts, the battle can be properly classified as "going all to shit". Just to add to everything is the reemergence of the Police from another dimension, who have arrived with their back-up; from the Eastern part of the forest, between the front lines of the Aztecs and Fascists, a large Armored Personnel Carrier rolls out of the woodworks and onto the front lawn, blaring sirens. Some of the Fascists shoot at this metal beast, but their Small Farms fail to do any damage to the behemoth on wheels, which is even larger than the Tank. An amplified voice booms from the APC: "THIS IS THE POLICE. WE ARE ORDERING ALL OF YOU CIVILIANS TO CEASE HOSTILITIES AND PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPONS, ESPECIALLY YOUR GUNS. COMPLY OR WE WILL RESPOND WITH NECESSARY FORCE."

Battle of La Mansion:

Mansion:
Front of Roof - Destroyed
Pillars - Aztec Front Line Damaged

Front Lawn - Ash Everywhere
Fountain - Rear Line for Fascists

Aztec Empire:
Execute
Yuri [Deceased]
Fallacy [Wounded]
Twinwolf

~600 Aztec Soldiers
6 Aztec Generals

Cyborg Aztec
Raiju Aztec
Animal Empowered Aztec [Left Foot Scarred]
Demon Aztec [Heavily Wounded, Shot Up]
Fresh-water Bender Aztec
3 Loyal Ents

Spanish Nationalists:
Captain Jose [Wounded]

~68 Nationalist Soldiers
4 Jeeps w/ Unknown Amount of Heavy Weaponry
1 Tank

Gun Police:
1 Armored Personnel Carrier

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Central America/Age of Exploration - Aztecs.

The Forest of Abundance - Materials being claimed by Aztec workers.

Philippines/Spanish-American War - The Spanish and Americans are battling it out in a major colonial war taking place in the Philippine Islands.

Painting Supply Box World - World where boxes of painting supplies grow like plants, inhabited by tribal people. Being explored by Twinwolf, Jaguar Soldiers and Aztec Civilian.

Nuclear Silo World - World where all that has been found so far has been a forest and a large, abandoned nuclear silo. Closed.

Devil Fruit World - World filled with the mystical Devil Fruit. Closed.

Police Gun World - A world filled with police and police guns, unintentionally created by Execute. Opened in a nearby forest.

Tukeolli: The Jade Turkey - A deathly world ruled by the God of Illness, Injury and Malady.

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Wario manages to fill in the final spot on the mission roster.

"That's all we have folks! Those of you have signed up better get your butts over to the Ship Hangar! If there's any further conflicts, you guys know how to resolve them! :3"