Redwall:Warlords style rp?

[Kilkenne]

 *Stares blankly at the large armies, claps his paws and a soldier pulls out a curved horn. This soldier takes the hollowed horn and blows into it and almost at once his army of five hundred thousand sweeps over the hills (the real size of my army in the game is much larger...), causing all to turn black as his armor. The horde surrounds everyone, backing up all the Cheese haters. He draws his scimitar and draws a line between Deathclaw and the others, stepping to Deathclaw's side of the line, Kilkenne stares, the ferret's blood red eyes tinted with malice for these miscreants.*

"I will agree to no terms of peace other than this - your forces will be cut down to half, they must be disarmed down to that point, and you will march south to Southsward, you are not a threat to me, but you are a nusiance to me and my organization. You must leave this place." *The Emperor of the north draws the second scimitar and stands ready, awaiting any attack as his soldiers march stand, covering all the grounds on the half of that line, all of them armed with their choice of weapon, except the imperial guard of 200 elite ferrets, all armed with either an axe pike or battle axe, surrounding the anti-cheese leaders.*

[General Austin]

 "Ho,ho! Wot, wot!" At this moment Boof takes out a horn made out of cheese and blows it, making it break because it is so soft, but still making a sound. "WOOOOWOOOOODHFGHFBN" After the horn call came there arose 5,000,000 parmesan cheese warrriors (probably how much all the cheese lovers have in the game) and also 250,000 Troops, all with Deathclaw's armor and all had a cheese block on their head. "Jolly good show, wot, wot! Now who wants to start the batrtle before we one-up ourselves to death? Haw,haw!" After that he made a cheese joke which sent most of his troops to belly laughs.

[Twillight]

 With a signal- the rest of the lizards horde arived, a five hundred thousand (yup. I have around nine hundred thousand, I think) joined the rest of the horde.

"I'm not sure about that..."

"Anyways, we are gathered here today to make a simple agreement. We are too gang together to destroy the top ten. We are to be the top ten...we will rule as the ultimate clan."

[General Austin]

 Really, wot, wot? I'l definitely join ye. We'll have to shuck off all of this idiotic invincibility stuff. We'll have reasonable amounts of warriors and regular weapons, how about that, wot, wot? *makes yet another bad cheese joke* Since Deathclaw is obviously hating me right now, the cheese lovers will be in one group and the non-cheese lovers will be in another. Now, which top tenner is first? *evil titters arose from his horde, and then a guffaw as Boof let out another cheese joke. Needless to say, these vermin were not exactly brain-surgeons, but they were smart enough for military duty*

[Deathclaw]

 My troop numbers are set at 500,000, though I have more in the game.

Agreeing with Kilkenne, Deathclaw makes a statement:

"Cheesers, move to Southsward. Speak not of cheese on the forums. My troops will accompany you to Southsward, in case of rebellion. Is that clear?"

 *Ashyra turns to face the cheese army.*
"Cheesers, we will head to Southsward, where a great feast will be held. In my stores I have extra cheese supplies. Several hundred thousand pieces of cheese will be enough to feed you all?"

[Twillight]

 (*BEGS* pleeease. DO AN ACTUAL RP. NO CHEESE, NO CHEEESE)

[Kilkenne]

 (Yeah, It's getting really stupid, I think that we should just ignore Austin on this board right now, because he's being a git.)

[Twillight]

 The lizard tiwrled his trident with incredible skill and speed in comparison to the weapon's weight. He lifted it, almost like a javelin-t hat was much more lighter- ready to be thrown.

"Cheesebeasts, leave or die. My horde awaits my signal. the moment I throw it- my horde will lunge."

[Menatus]

 The vixen with the black forehead stood beside the lizard.
"I will join his cause to rid the land of the cheesebeasts." she said, as she held up her spear in a peculiar manner and the hordebeats stood to attention.

[Twillight]

 (*immagines the vixen dancing and chanting* cheesy weesy beasties, are not but teeny weenies...O.o)

The lizard grinend at the vixen, then continued to look at the 'cheesebeasts'. "I'm waiting."

[General Austin]

 Al right, I'll stop. *calls back parmesan warriors, and disbands his troops, leaving only himself, witha forlorn look* There, you happy?

[General Austin]

 *also rips off helmet, takes out cheese weapons, and strips himaself of his rank, title, armor, and wot wots.*

[Kilkenne]

*His glare turns to Austin as he kicks the weapons now on the ground with a footpaw and picks up one of the cheese pieces with the tip of his scimitar. He plucks it off with his other paw and tosses it deftly back at Austin.*

"You will go. NOW! Leave, or you will be the first to go." *Kilkenne turns to the others in his coalition*

"We march south. This insults me and I hope you as well... We shall make an example of their towns..."

*Stalks past Austin, pushing him roughly aside as he starts the trek southward to the realm of his enemies, looking behind him to see if any would follow, other than his horde.*

 Okay, I'll stop cheesing now...