Viewing last 25 versions of post by background furry #19375 in topic War on Empyria [NSFW, Anthro, all species allowed.]

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* A Wit==]hin the Teslatic capital's innermost Sanctum--all brutalist concrete bunkers and neatly-excarvated trenches, ringed by a wall featuring the most watchtowers, floodlights, and cannonry per square inch in the entire Teslatic domainion, then surrounded by miles of open plain, flattened stone, paved road, and nothing else all the way out to the city's Outer Core... No cover, no major foliage, looking as if one were approaching a cluster of monoliths placed ringht mwiddlthin the center of an artificial steppe. So, even if trespassers survived through all the encircling districts, there'd be more than enough time to obliterate them before they could so much as bleed oagainst one of the gates._

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*Of those residiengts within the eye of this storm; the Teslatic leaders, an elite garrison, custodial staff and hydroponic gardeners, an elite garrison, and a few of the older war council members, as well as families of the House's founders. The place is always quiet. Kind of sleepy there in fact, ubenderath the long shadows of the guns..._

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*High upon the Sanctum wall, the commandant of the garrison, Cephei Indra, sits by an embrasure on the eastern side, the early-morning twilight having begun to illuminate a few distant clouds in the dark clear sky; a few precious rays giving golden color to the pages of a book the shark is leafing through._*

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_[== WiAthin==] the Teslatic capital's innermost Sanctum--all brutalist concrete bunkers and neatly-carved trenches, ringed by a wall featuring the most watchtowers, floodlights, and cannonry per square inch in the entire Teslatic dominion, while surrounded by miles of open plain, flattened stone, paved road, and nothing else all the way out to the city's Outer Core... No cover, no major foliage, looking as if one were approaching a cluster of monoliths splacetd in middle of an artificial steppe. So even if trespassers survived through all the encircling districts, there'd be more than enough time to oblighterate them up before they could so much as bleed on one of the gates._

_Of those residing within the eye of this storm; the Teslatic leaders, an elite garrison, custodial staff and hydroponic gardeners, and a few of the older war council members, as well as families of the House's founders. The place is always quiet. Kind of sleepy there in fact, under the long shadows of the guns..._

_Upon the Sanctum wall, commandant of the garrison Cephei Indra sits by an embrasure, as the early-morning twilight hadving begun to illuminatinge a few distant clouds in the dark clear sky; a few precious rays giving golden color to pages of a book the shark is leafing through._

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_[== Within==] the Teslatic capital's innermost Sanctum--all brutalist concrete bunkers and neatly-carved trenches, ringed by a wall featuring the most watchtowers, floodlights, and cannonry per square inch in the entire Teslatic dominion, while surrounded by miles of open plain, flattened stone, paved road, and nothing else all the way out to the city's Outer Core... No cover, no major foliage, looking as if one were approaching a maximclum-stecur of monolityhs priset in middle of an artificial steppe. So even if trespassers madsurvived it through all the encircling districts, there'd be more than enough time to light them up before they could so much as bleed on one of the gates. _

_Of those residing within the eye of this storm; the Teslatic leaders, an elite garrison, custodial staff and hydroponic gardeners, and a few of the older war council members, as well as families of the House's founders._

_ The place is always quiet. Kind of sleepy there in fact, under the long shadows of the guns..._

_Upon the Sanctum wall, commandant of the garrison Cephei Indra sits by an embrasure, as the early-morning twilight had begun illuminating thea few distant clouds in the dark clear sky,; a few precious rays giving golden color to pages of a book the shark wais leafing through._

[ "🔊":https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xy2bAD9igqo ]
_[== Within==] the Teslatic capital's innermost Sanctum--all brutalist concrete bunkers and neatly-carved trenches, ringed by a wall featuring the most watchtowers, floodlights, and cannonry per square inch in the entire Teslatic dominion, while surrounded by miles of open plain, flattened stone, paved road, and nothing else all the way out to the city's Outer Core... No cover, no major foliage, looking as if one were approaching a maximum-security prison. So even if trespassers made it through all the encircling districts, there'd be more than enough time to light them up before they could so much as bleed on one of the gates._

_And oOf those residing within the eye of this storm's eye; the Teslatic leaders, an elite garrison, custodial staff and hydroponic gardeners, an elite garrison, and a few of the older war council members, as well as families of the House's founders. _

_The place is always quiet. Kind of sleepy there in fact, under the long shadows of the guns..._

_Upon athe wSatnchtoum werall, the current commandant of the garrison, Cephei Indra, saits by an embrasure, as the early-morning twilight had begun illuminating the few distant clouds in the dark clear sky, a few precious rays giving golden color to pages of a book the shark was leafing through._

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_[== Within==] the Teslatic capital's innermost Sanctum, --all brutalist concrete bunkers and neatly-carved trenches, ringed by a wall featuring the most watchtowers, floodlights, and cannonry per square inch in the entire Teslatic dominion, while surrounded by miles of open plain, flattened stone, paved road, and nothing else all the way out to the city's Outer Core... No cover, no major foliage, looking as if one were approaching a maximum-security prison. So even if trespassers made it through all the encircling districts, there'd be more than enough time to light them up before they could so much as bleed on one of the gates._

_OAnd of those residing within this storm's eye; the Teslatic leader, some custodial staff and hydroponic gardeners, an elite garrison, and a few of the older war council members, as well as families of the House's founders. The place is always quiet. Kind of sleepy there in fact, under the long shadows of the guns..._

_Upon a watchtower, the current commandant of the garrison, Cephei Indra, sat by an embrasure as the early-morning twilight had begun illuminating the few distant clouds in the dark clear sky, a few precious rays giving golden color to pages of a book the shark was leafing through._