This is a little story i've made, set in my "winky" universe. I'm pretty fond of it, so i'll share it with all of you facepunchers.
1: How it all started.
It was a beautiful day in winky city, which, sadly, was most ironic. the clouds were perfectly smooth and fluffy, and moved with such grace that you would have thought they were made for just that day, simply to dull the pain of what would be said in a few hours. The temperature was neither hot, nor cold, it too was perfect, just for that day. The only thing that ruined the day, the perfection of it all, was obvious. all the people felt it, yet didn't say it for fear it would happen. For, it had been known for a long time that trade and diplomatic actions had always been catastrophic for both the Winky people and the Emoticons, they just never saw eye to eye. One side promoted slavery, one outlawed it. One had an insane focus on industry and weaponary, the other justwanted it's people to be happy. So, as a consequence, whenever either side tried to even speak with one another, it would become a very hostile situation. Of course, winkyland and the emote empire were equally responsible for what was to come that day. Because one king in particular, King Augustes Winkster VII, had had enough with what he called the 'Disgusting Purple Savages', and he proved it every day. He never forgot to say his 'Bugger off's and his 'Never come back!'s, and one day the emoticons just couldn't take any more abuse from him. They demanded him to stop being so hostile with their people, because as well as being verbally insulting towards their people, it was well known that he took much pleasure in capturing holidaying Emoticons and demanding a 'reward' for their safe return, he even made up stories saying his soldiers found them being attacked by a wild Graull (Pronounced Growl), and saved them as fast as they could. He even wounded them him self, to make it seem even more believable. How it is known they were lies were of course, one, he hated Emoticons, and two, countless Winkies had seen themselves the poor Emoticons taken up to the palace, chained up and gagged. So, the Emporer ':D :( :(' the second decided their honor had taken too much too many batterings by this fool. Without the Winky-king knowing, he armed up as much as the population as he could, knowing if he could simply choke his enemy to death with too many soldiers to count, it would be an easy war. So, for months, he had his factories chew out basic weapons and armor, such as the ordinary eiron (Pronounced Iron, a type of emote-empire iron, found only in the blackish lands of the emote empire) spear and helmet, and a equal mix of eiron bows with ten arrows each. they began drafting Emoticons by the thousands, luring them in with promises of gold, freedom (if you were a slave) and all the plunder from Winky castle you could put in your pocket! that was more than enough to get almost a quarter of the empire's population under the emote army. Which, funny enough, isn't too large an amount. Emoticons breed quickly. Now, Emoticon forces are set out into what they call 'Blocks'. No block has a proper name, they are just called 'Block one' or 'Block two'. Each block has around 2000-4000 Emoticons, the need to swarm an enemy is great when you're a small purple ball with relatively pathetic armaments. In the
end of the drafting process, the army had 20 blocks, around 600000 Emoticons in their main army sent to destroy the Winkys, With also around 100000support units, such as medics, engineers and commanders.The numerous Emoticons were ready for war, and the Winkys had no idea. They mainly thought of the Emote Empire as a pest, something to be squashed, not fought. This haughtiness would almost destroy them in the coming battles.. The Emote Empire, not wanting to hurt it's honor any more, decided to warn them before they started to march to their main city. They sent a single messenger, who's name is unknown, to Winky City, and soon, on that beautiful day, everyone knew that something was about to begin
2: The Beginning.
After their quick warning, the emote empire began their march, every single block left the city and moved in one direction. They sorted the blocks into rectangles, marching towards the city and destroying everything they find, making a gigantic semi-circle out of purple soldiers, that slowly would grow smaller. It was a perfect plan, because Winkyland's flatlands, plains and the huge amount of land cleared for agriculture and Winkycow herding, with barely any dips or rises in altitude towards the city for huge spaces, which was only interrupted occasionaly by a small cliff, mountain or valley, gave way to a invasion. To be quite truthful, the Winkies never actually gave time to even think about an invasion being possible in the city, let alone actually
prepare. Even AFTER the warning, the city didn't care all too much, of course the people were shocked, but they ALL knew that the 'Purple Infidels' were just annoyances, they knew they could barely feed their families, let alone feed an army that would have to march day and night to close the distance between them and their prize. No, it was preposterous. Of course, they let the messenger go, he was probably insane anyway. No, all the headstrong Winkies just kept on doing what they normally do. Which is live. Among other things. Anyway, while they were ignoring the definite threat that was marching towards their pristine white city, it was extremely real. Already many of the farms closest to the emote lands had been destroyed beyond recognition, even the binding cement used in the bricks was stolen by soldiers to pad their helmets (a common practise, even though it hurt, it didn't hurt as much as having a sword break through the puny eiron helmets), the owners of the farms themselves killed. Of course, because all the Winkies that actually experienced the giant mass of soldiers, or part of them, died from an equal amount of pointy holes, it took a huge amount of time for the winkies to even notice it. But, they finally did, and by the time they did, they were a quarter of the way to Winky land, leaving the furthest outskirts and entering the main green grasslands of the Winky land flatlands. Now everyone could see the mass of soldiers, and the winky council knew they had to act. Even as they hurried to get prepared, arming and equipping Greymail shirts, they STILL thought the puny emote troops would be an easy opponent. Their arrogence was unstoppable, to be true. Well, many of the winkies in Winky city and the outlying major towns, mainly Whitrest, Jaram and Feledor, recruited into the army, wanting glory and pride, along with stories to tell their children, and maybe grandchildren, and also mainly the promise of food in their stomachs, for most of the Middle-Middle-Class, Lower-Middle-Class and further down were in a state of poverty, varying from annoying to life-threatening, depending on your status in society. Quite a lot of winkies were recruited by the same promises fed to the Emoticons, funny enough. So, after about a week or two of hurried arming of the people, in a completely undignified way (and undignified is un-winkylike, really), Some even arming pitchforks. Luckily, even that was better than the Emoticon's arms, which the dubious quality of has been explained in more or less detail before. Eiron may be cheap, but it really is pathetic, like a harder version of plastic. Luckily enough it looks like real iron, so it actually is just a deterrent to against enemies and a required part of the uniform. It is also quite uncomfortable (The Emote smiths conserve money by not hammering out the bumps in the armor. Most of the helmets come out kind of wonky, misshapen or covered with lumps. But they still do the job of telling the Emoticons on the street 'I'm a soldier!'. Anyway, the Winkies were ready for battle, or battles, as it would play out. They marched out of Winky City in a grand parade, moving the protect the small amount choke points and major farming areas in the flatlands. About twenty winky battalions with 1000 troops each, each battalion divided into a fighting force of 100, so if strategy needed,
they could split into ten minor forces, able to be commanded by ten separate leaders. Of course, they were outnumbered. But think, a good Winky soldier can take on at least four to even eleven Emoticons at once. Greymail is also superior to Eiron, so with those points added up, it's hard to think they could lose. But they almost did.
Instead of going through every battle, work spoken and happening in the city, i will create a chapter for all the famous battles, and a few major moments in the war.
3: Historical Battles
1: The battle of Emotdycon (Pronounced Emoticon)
This is a famous battle, mainly because it was the first proper battle of the winky people versus the emoticon people in the history of their two civilisations. However, it was basic in most other respects. Both parties lined up with their respective forces, the emoticons using an entire block for the whole battle. The battle was fought in the valley known as 'Brown Reserve', one of the only chokepoints the emotes had to pass to enter the winky plains close to the city. The beggining was grim. Both forces
had never fought before, and having no idea of eachother's tactics, and only basic knowledge of their weapons and armor, things looked bad. There was around a quarter of an earth hour of hesitance, then the winky ranged rows marched forward, withtheir cannons and "tower bows" (a new discovery in weapon technology, as high as the winky holding the weapon, it had a huge range). Once they entered the appropriate firing range, around a kilometer to half a kilometer away, they began firing. Of course,
the emotes noticed this and began putting their 'more heavily armored' units in front. Of course, these soldiers were suprerior only in the respect that they had a Darkeiron
helmet (Darkeiron is no magical ingredient, it is simply a version of eiron found much deeper in caves, and slightly more resistant to attacks than it's weaker counterpart)
and a bigger shield. Nonetheless, the impact of the winky ranged attack was bad indeed. Most of the heavily armored troops fell during the ranged assault, and a much higher number of normal emotes were taken down by the cannon blasts and high velocity arrows as well. However, there was still a mind-boggling (at least for the winky people) amount of them. Fueled by anger at the winky people, and the fact that they were holding swords, they began a charge. Most of the emote troops simply ran at the enemies, breaking what command they had then and there. When they were about
half way away from the winky frontline forces, the winky commanders decided to set up a spear-wall with their best phalanx units. Even though the spear wall was imposing, the almost never ending horde of charging emotes was more so. Some of the spearmen faltered and ran, leaving about four fifths of the spearman left to hold them back.
=TO BE CONTINUED=
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that's nice
It is nice, but its best to keep to yourself.
[QUOTE=Petrussen;21832010]You're gonna get banned because of a stupid bump. And the O_o Smiley isn't going to make things better.[/QUOTE]
you might get banned for predicting moderation
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Poor CheeseMan.
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