OoF chapter 13 - The new allies.

It was a day after the decisive battle, and the 2 obuanian leaders were discussing a little about state matters...

Jan: Eh Zee, so do you think we have that problem?
Zee: Yea... we really need more generals, just with we, the oof and the 2 guys in the omfg would not be enough if they really gank us again...
Jan: I guess we ought to go search for a few new allies...
Zee: Humbly agree...

And Zee and Jan went different ways to look for new allies, and leaving the O-hq's defence to the others.

Jan: I wonder if leaving the defence to the 2 bums who are not serious about anything a good idea...

And so, Zee, hearing that there was a warrior of great poweress to the north of the o-hq, the kranji war memorial, went to there to look for this warrior.

Upon reaching the War memorial, he sees that the memorial has became more of a citidel rather than a memorial as the neutral forces- the holymen previously lead by joe-seth set their camp here before they were routed and recruited into the boii-ians. In front of him, stands a tall man in a suit of armour, with a longsword on his hand. His presence strikes fear into anyone that sees him, and overcoming the fear easily, Zee walks slowly towards him.

???: You shall not pass! (note, i did not rip off anything from any movie like lotr or something for this chapter)
Zee: I do not wish to pass
???: What are you here for then?
Zee: I've heard of a master swordsman around this area, mayhap you might have heard of him?
???: Why have you come to look for him?
Zee: I wish to request him to join my forces, as we are in need of talents like him.
???: I see, then let me test your skill weather if you're worthy of my help!
Zee: En garde!
???: After you.

[The mysterious warrior pulls out his long sword, and a dark aura forms around the blade of the sword. On the other hand, Zee, today, is using dual blades]

Zee: *huff* Not bad you are, you're actually keeping up with the dance of death of the dual blades.
???: Heh, you're not bad yourself, you can actually keep up with my speed.

[After 2 hours of a friendly battle, no victors emerged yet]

???: This is enough.
Zee: Huh?
???: I accept your offer to join your army.
Zee: thats great! but first, i gotta catch your name.
???: I'm known as Waimen
Zee: They often know me as Zee, nice to meet you, waimen
Waimen: An honor to fight alongside you.

[And thus, Waimen joined the obuaism army]

Meanwhile, on the other side, Jan could not find anyone but got himself caught in a war between two neutral forces- manufans and liverpoolfans. As manufans are winning the battle with 30000 men and liverpoolfans with 300 men, Jan intended to help the liverpoolfans just for the sake of killing.

Jan: My men, ready your breakfast and eat hearty, for tonight we may dine in Hell...
liverpoolfans: Milord, we'll convert over to obua-ians!
Jan: Great, obua-ians, a new age has come, an age of freedom, and we know that 300 obua-ians give their lives to defend it! This is where we hold them! This is where we FIGHT! This is where they DIE! Give them nothing, but take from them everything! No retreat, no surrender. That is obua-ian law. And by obua-ian law we will stand and fight, and die! Remember this day, men, for it will be yours for all time!

Manufan leader, Alan faggotson: Heh, you think you can win us with just those 300 weak soldiers? Let me give you 3 choices, fool, you can either retreat, surrender, or die.

Jan: Thats an easy question, faggot-son. We obua-ians never retreat, we obua-ians never surrender, now charge my warriors, let them taste cold hard steel!

Alan faggotson: Heh, what a fool, people treat you quiet wine you don't drink, want to drink punishment wine, then you shall die now, fool!

Jan: Sorry, i only drink beer, not wine, so now, you shall die rather than I do, Godmode- staff of lightning, judgement bolt!

[Jan jumps up high into the sky, and a staff appears in his hand. With all his might, he throws the staff down to the middle of the manufans army, and a crazy amount of lightning zaps the ground with immense power, and instantly frying every soldier in the manufans army]

Jan: *Huff huff*... that was one of my strongest attacks, takes up too much of my energy.... *huff* Should use that skill less often from now i guess...

And jan managed to bring victory to the liverpoolfans.

~Back at O-hq~
Zee: Introducing our newest warrior, Waimen.
Waimen: Yo sup guys
Jan: You lucky lor, can find a warrior, i only managed to recruit 300 useless soldiers....
Zee: nevermind la...
Marc: [reading fpm]
Ler: [Playing psp]
Derrick: Welcome back!
Jan/Zee: Thanks.
Derrick: we have a little situation... Morphling is attempting suicide again...
Zee: not again....

~And thus, was another boring day in the obuaism hq~