[herr_oberst]

Somewhere in Middle Earth, the battle rages for control of the friendly, happy tribe of creatures called the Tastebudds, in the land of Fishundchippery. The Vinneyguards and Tartaria have no morals as they fight with ever-increasing ferocity. Salt and lemon have been enslaved to try and turn the tide, but still, no side has been able to declare victory.

Somehow, in spite of a ruling decree that no one on the outside of the Zone of Delirium will ever hear or know of this world or it's inhabitants, it seems that the Tartaria have sent word of their existence to the Outside World to try and bring new weaponry to the battle in a desperate attempt to stem the tide of the battle. This breach of protocol could spell disaster for all of Earth.


The Tastebudds are the arbiters of what will and won't be consumed by the masses in this netherworld, therefore control of the Tastebudds would mean riches beyond compare for the winning faction.