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G.L.A. (Guinea pig Liberation Army)
Species: Guinea Pig's
Weapons: M-14, M-416, M-249 LMG, MK-II MOD O sniper rifle
Vehicles: M4-A1 Sherman tank mounted with a min-gun, and Hum-vee's
Description: They have command of half the territory in the Mobius Deserts. They try and keep peace with the factions that own the other territories. They are surprisingly well armed and do not hesitate to kill without mercy. The Sand Stalkers had tried and tried to gain their territory, but the GLA keeps them from actually taking anything from them. The GLA and the Sand Stalkers are not in a war, but they do end up in little skirmishes every week.
Arch Enemies: Sand Stalkers
The War of the Army of Roses part 5
The War of the Army of Roses
The War Was Already Started
Nothing was safe anymore. Razor and his Modern Society army had marched across the continent and had lost the original purpose of why he even arrived here in the first place. That was replaced with a new purpose, the purpose to dominate everything that was living, breathing, and disorderly. Razor wanted to eliminate all that opposed him, and he did just that. Tibleam couldn't let Razor take over the continent, she wanted him to leave, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. Her and the Army of Roses had begun their first attack on the Eggman base Razor had captured, only to lose that battle. They had to retreat and defend Fort Rose. Modern Society had started to send small attack forces to try and take it over, but each time the Army of Roses had been able to repel all the enemy invaders. They had stopped their attacks for two months, which had given Tibleam some time to think of a way to win the war. She knew her soldie
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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