Wartwood Resistance
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Which she with the Plantars would be attached to some fictional black ops team filled with veteran US military special forces+special operations forces such as the US Army Green Berets as to gain Amphibia's various resistance groups like the Wartwood Resistance together & using arsenals provided by the US gov (most likely CIA).
After all Green Berets would be in their best element even in Amphibia thanks to Robin Sage, it's totally in their element- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VeSodhf-tls&t=8s
https://archiveofourown.org/works/42094650/chapters/105683196
Which the fanfic writer explained in the fanfic comment section that he or she inspired by some reddit posts: "A bit. I saw a bunch of posts, including Aptremi‘s, when Season 3 was airing about how Andrias wouldn’t stand a chance against modern human technology. This is basically my interpretation of how a full scale war would play out between the two."
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After all in I think in an AU version of S3, arming+training resistance group(s) like the Wartwood Resistance when backed by the US gov against a current regime from another world ready to invade then strip mine Earth sounds better than just Anne with her family & friends who don't have the money, the right tools for the right job nor the resources+manpower to pull this off like the US gov could. Also I presume the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) would be the one providing the various stuffs & advisors for the Wartwood Resistance members to slow down to even stop Andrias+Core in their own backyard in Amphibia. Yes Anne wouldn't be comfortable to have the US gov involved though it sounded much better than rely on a couple people who don't even know what they're putting themselves into.
Weapons would most likely be Cold War era Russian arsenal & various types of weapons from around the world collected during the War on Terror since 2001 being sent to Amphibia from the CIA just like Operation Cyclone to arm and finance the Afghan mujahideen in Afghanistan from 1979 to 1992.
Plus best have the CIA's SAC units involved - https://greydynamics.com/cia_special_activities_center/
What are your thoughts?
Such as u guys @Hawas1983 & @NextScorsese, if u fellows have time to comment.
Start at 0:00 - 1:07 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3RDbD66Mf-8
As in alternate S3 events that Anne & her fictional bro AKA my OC Anthony would be supported by the US gov with some terms agreed on how to take care of Andrias which the US gov gets its personnel with agents (not just CIA ones) to bring in weapons, ammo & so on to that said warehouse to secretly build up a top secret black ops unit to supply the would be Wartwood Resistance.
Cause those Kill-a-moths in kill-a-pillar form are bugs meant the Amphibians can eat them. Which I would be sure Anne totally freaked out as well as furious to whom suggest that 'idea' though realistically for food reasons that could work.
Thoughts?
Sasha: Maybe not others but I’ll be satisfied if you let me out!
The Core: Not going to happen.
Sasha: Fine… We’ll just do this the hard way… * she pulled out her heron swords *
* they fought for what seemed like a while to them was days in their universe *
* the events of All In begin *
The Core: Look, I got no more time for this. There’s a giant army outside the castle and I have to fight. I’ll just leave you here and we’ll continue this later.
Sasha: You can’t just do that! What the heck?!
* The Core disappeared *
Sasha: * buried her face in her lap * I’m sorry Marcy…
Cause those against Andrias+Core needed outside help which would come in REALLY handy for Anne & the Plantars when the resistance armed plus trained by American advisors + US Special Forces/Special Operations Forces operators.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NjlCVW_ouL8
I always thought of that.
The Buff Loggle section and Tritonio’s render’s infobox image should be called that too.
I also think we should have Fern and Tritonio’s casual clothes.
Join at ur own risk
On my team:
King Andrias
Olivia
Yunan
Anne
So, I have like a million ideas about what was happening between Turning Point and Commander Anne in Amphibia. So, logically, Im gonna turn them into one-shots for you to enjoy. Or at least tolerate. Enjoy!
With a flash of red and silver, Sasha dispatched the final robot. Panting, she glanced around at the battlefield. Robots lay piled around the field, dented, destroyed, and sometimes turned into clocks, courtesy of Maddie’s magic. But the townsfolk were less lucky. Nobody was dead, but the injuries were immeasurable. Wally silently mourned his damaged accordion, Ivy winced as she walked over to her mom. Pollywogs were quietly shuttled away from the field. Sasha stood in the center of it all, taking in the pain. How can we win, and still lose?
What hurt most of all was how the frogs looked at her. Not angry, or upset at their failed commander. But respect. Adoration. And being willing to serve. If they had looked at the old Sasha that way, she would have laughed and basked in the power. But now, all she could see was their suffering. She should have been there, fought harder, protected all of them the way she failed to protect Marcy.
Marcy. Marcy was dead, and it was all her fault. She could have saved everyone. Marcy, the Wartwood frogs, Anne…What good was being a better person if she couldn’t save everyone? Grime, sensing her pain, took a step towards her. But Sasha didn’t want to hear his encouragement, or him saying it wasn’t her fault. So instead, she turned and ran.
Running felt good. When she was running, she didn’t have to think about the battle, or her friends, or anything except her heart beating and the ground beneath her. Ponytail flying out behind her, the teen closed her eyes against tears, not noticing how she was racing across the laser-singed plains faster than was humanly possible. Nor did she notice the steep banks surrounding a pond until she had tripped and landed in the sandy dirt.
“Ow!” Sasha landed on her hands and knees, her sword scabbards swinging awkwardly. Hissing a word that would certainly get her in trouble back home, she tried to stand up-and fell down again. Her legs were completely exhausted, which didn’t make sense, since she had been running for only a minute or two.
“Get…up!” Sasha yelled at herself. Her legs refused to comply. Sasha grit her teeth, then sighed, looking at the small pond she was next to. The girl staring back at her looked like a shell of herself, defeated and weak. Useless. Sasha blinked, tears running down her face. Weak. The word echoed around her brain. Pathetic. Useless. Sasha didn’t move. I’m not strong enough.
A pale pink-purple light began to pulse around her. Sasha, still watching her reflection, gasped. Her blond ponytail floated in the air, the ends flickering like flames. Magenta mist surrounded her, hot and dry like a volcano, making the edge of the pond boil. But Sasha was staring at her eyes. Their normal blue had faded, turning to twin purple flames that stared back at her.
“What-what is this?” Sasha whispered in absolute terror. Eyes closed, she curled in on herself. ”Stop it…stop…please…” For a few minutes, she just sat there, whispering through tears, until the heat faded away.
“Commander!” Ivy hopped across the plains, searching for their leader. “Commander!” She stopped for a moment, hearing the sound of a girl sniffling.
Sasha looked up from the little ditch, hastily wiping away her tears. Ivy bounced over, landing next to her.
“Are you alright?” Ivy asked her leader. “Everyone was worried about you when you ran off like that.”
“I'm fine.” Sasha said unconvincingly. Ivy looked at her, but didn’t say anything for a moment.
“I’m fine, too.” She said after a moment. “I don’t think you knew, but Sprig and I are kinda dating. But we haven’t gotten to hang out very much, with Sprig running around with Anne and Marcy-'' Sasha stiffened at that. ”-and now he’s in another dimension doing who knows what. And I’m just sitting here, waiting and hoping he’ll come home safe.
"You know, it’s sorta funny. I'm the one who’s always wanted to adventure and travel, but Sprig is the one who ended up exploring the world.” Ivy laughed, though it was sad and humorless. “But I’m fine, too. It’s easier to just be fine, because then frogs dont look at you like a sad little child who needs protection.” Sasha finally smiled.
“Maybe we can be fine together?” She offered, her voice hoarse and cracked from tears. Ivy beamed.
“I’d like that.”
Sasha and Ivy need to be friends. Anne has Sprig, Marcy has Maddie, so Ivy needs a human friend too.