OOC: Yesterday, and please stop controlling the AF. I am the one who controls the AF's actions and tactical decisions. The AF will remain a guerrilla force, there will be no last stand. Not to mention, controlling your enemy's troops is godmodding.
Meanwhile, in the Big Apple...
Kawaii Kween Darby lays down on the couch of her Pink Dungeon. "Starfish! Where are the reports for my underground research station!", she yells. Servant Den Starfish walks into the room with a smile on his face. "I hear you my Kween, it is right here. Servant Starfish walks to the red oak table with skull cups layering the sides. "My Kween, they are not here, would you want me to find them." Darby walks to her servant and kicks him in the groin. " I said I need them now! Get to it!" Kween Darby continues to kick Starfish until he got out of the room, closing the door and locking it. "The things I have to do to run this country" She lays back on the couch. " I can't believe that people are that stupid!" She goes to her balcony to sip her red tea. " I can't believe it, a twelve year old is ruling this country." She goes back to the couch, laying down and sleeping.
No not yet.
Demon Whisperer says "Alright..." He pulls his feet down, and presses about every single god damn button on his side.
Beta nods and smiles and says "Good. Now, out of these three, who do you choose to live?" A fat lady stands, a skinny tall old man, and a middle aged fit man stand.
I know I am a neutral little thing. But right now I'm kinda being like the US before they joined WW2, which is sending weapons over without actually joining.
I know, sounds stupid, but it gets a little boring when you just watch.