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The Vampiric Princes are having a temporary food shortage. We will gladly pay a fair amount of money to any nation which can provide us with human, elven, or foxgirl slaves.

do you mean your gonna eat them or you are going to make them work in the fields

:? :?

How would..... oh h311 no.

DNS is initating a blockade in order to block transfers of slaves, and slaves alone. Any transfers of slaves to The Vampiric Princes will be stopped, and the slaves will become free citizens of DNS.

We have invaded countries for such things before The Vampiric Princes. I would becareful if I were you.

The Vampiric Princes are having a temporary food shortage. We will gladly pay a fair amount of money to any nation which can provide us with human, elven, or foxgirl slaves.

Iesus Christi is more than happy to send you several cargo planes full of 'slaves' as a gift for you and your noble people. of course they are mostly criminals...but..hey...its a gift! allow our air transports in and feed away!

General T.J Jackson
Minister of Justice

:shock: turns pale at the message


Oh...my....gosh...

The Vampiric Princes are having a temporary food shortage. We will gladly pay a fair amount of money to any nation which can provide us with human, elven, or foxgirl slaves.

Iesus Christi is more than happy to send you several cargo planes full of 'slaves' as a gift for you and your noble people. of course they are mostly criminals...but..hey...its a gift! allow our air transports in and feed away!

General T.J Jackson
Minister of Justice

This will be blocked by my forces.

OOC: I have to go, so RP it out tommorow k?

The Vampiric Princes are having a temporary food shortage. We will gladly pay a fair amount of money to any nation which can provide us with human, elven, or foxgirl slaves.

Iesus Christi is more than happy to send you several cargo planes full of 'slaves' as a gift for you and your noble people. of course they are mostly criminals...but..hey...its a gift! allow our air transports in and feed away!

General T.J Jackson
Minister of Justice

This will be blocked by my forces.

OOC: I have to go, so RP it out tommorow k?

OOC:your ability to read a private message is amazing, attacking random cargo planes now are you? hmmmmm leave our happy cargo planes with sensor ramming equipment alone!

IC:Iesus Antonov-224-00 fuel up, and running with mini-lead-lining hulls, prepare to take the 'cargo' to there new allies.

"Getting rid of rubbish is fun!"

OOC: Dear lord, I agree with Iesus on a post? *contemplating,...*

IC: To our breathern, we will send several of our... special food delectables... to help alleviate your food shortage.

Christof,
Prince of Kindred Masquerade

Hmm time to break out the inquistion, the church knights and soldiers and do some vampire hunting. If the king doesn't invade for the slavery bit first.

Archbishop Vorn

im still confused. Are you eating the slaves or are you putting them to work

The Vampiric Princes are having a temporary food shortage. We will gladly pay a fair amount of money to any nation which can provide us with human, elven, or foxgirl slaves.

You are very foolish to draw attention to such a thing.

The Confederacy of Ravenspire demands that all slaves within your nation be freed within 24 hours. By the end of this time, you will find several fleets waiting just outside your borders. If you have acted wisely, these fleets will then begin to evacuate any emancipated being who wishes to leave.

Sakura Kitsuki
High Queen of the Kin

We would like to support Ravenspire, DNS, and Territora in whatever way we can. Our army is rather small, but we are willing to help stop slavery any way we can.

Buri also emplores you to end this, surely there are other ways in which your people can survive than through holding sentient beings against there will.

The Vampiric Princes gladly accepts all offers of slaves. However, we must warn our friends and trading partners that we cannot guarantee their safety, as out sovereignty is currently being threatened by a number of agressor nations.

The Vampiric Princes gladly accepts all offers of slaves. However, we must warn our friends and trading partners that we cannot guarantee their safety, as out sovereignty is currently being threatened by a number of agressor nations.

Excellent, 12 Iesus cargo craft are on their way!

OOC:straight to your cities? quicker and more easy RPG wise:)

Coded Message to The Vampiric Princes
"This is an ultimatum, deliver all slaves to your eastern border within 12 hours. From here they shall be escorted to Pablicosta, and then back to their home land if they wish. If you fail to comply with our demand a full military blockade will be enforced upon you and the Navy of Pablicosta and Air Force of Pablicosta will begin large scale Liberation to overthrow you as leader of The Vampiric Princes. You have your warning."

Countdown

11:59 Hours

The Vampiric Princes will find their reign shortened dramatically - and quite permanently - if all Elven slaves are not released to our custody within the next twelve hours.

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Iesus Antonov-224-00's headed calmly into 'friendly' airspace.....
The Huge Iesus aircraft loaded with their goods, the flights left as soon as the 'request' was made, so would(assumly) arrive before any blockade could be formed...

"This is Iesus 'cargo' flight AA requesting landing orders...."

Two SU-37 jets swoop in beside the Antanov cargo ships,

Pilot-"This is Pablicostan patrol jet #0087X, your just heading towards the blockade sight on The Vampiric Princes-we would like to know what you are doing bypassing a blockade? What is your cargo? What is your flight number and destination?"

The two jets keep a steady distance from the Antanovs but begin circling arround them trying to examin the cargo.

Meanwhile, three cargo planes take off from Kindred Masquerade in the West Pacific, heading on a short trip to deliver its cargo to the vampires of the Vampire Princes in the North Pacific.

As they approach the friendly airspace a message requesting permission to land was sent to the Vampire Princes.

The Kindred aircraft were quickly intercepted by a flight of Menelmacari F/A-73 Thoron gravitic aerospace fighters, dispatched from a fleet in Earth orbit.

"This is Menelmacari "Scythe" Squadron to Kindred cargo planes. You have entered an Interdicted region. You will reverse course immediately, and you will divulge the nature of your cargo at once."

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A further two jets pull up beside the new cargo planes and ask the same questions.

OOC: I'm on this one, Pab. :)

Kindred, the fighters would be scanning for life-signs, what would they find?

~Siri

OOC: I'm on this one, Pab. :)

S'pose I'l let ya then :wink:

The Kindred aircraft were quickly intercepted by a flight of Menelmacari F/A-73 Thoron gravitic aerospace fighters, dispatched from a fleet in Earth orbit.

"This is Menelmacari "Scythe" Squadron to Kindred cargo planes. You have entered an Interdicted region. You will reverse course immediately, and you will divulge the nature of your cargo at once."

The two pilots in the lead plane look at the Menelmacari and Pablicosta fighters pull around them, "Wow, by Caine, I get the feeling something bad's about to happen..."

The second pilot cleared his throat and flipped on the radio," Menelmacari and Pablicosta fighters, We understand we have entered an interdicted area. We are delivering food supplies to those in the Vampire Princes. We would request permission to land for our delivery, if you would like to search us upon landing and before unloading our cargo, we are willing to show that our cargo is non-threatening."

Edit: Menelmacar, the scans would show nothing larger than some rats that stowed away in the hold.

As the fighters stick above the cargo planes they await the Menelmacari response.

"Come on, do we let 'em land or what?"


OOC-since I was included in his post my jets will continue to operate in the close vacinity of the convoy.

"Very well, we will proceed with such a search. Understand that if we are displeased with what we find, the handover of the cargo will not be permitted. We will escort you to your landing site. Scythe Lead, out."

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OOC: Sorry guys, I didn't realize that Pab. had not shown up, I was punching that up while you two worked that out.

OOC: No problem. ^_^ You're being a pretty good sport about all this, actually.

~Siri

The planes closed onto a landing strip near Vampiric Princes and touched down, surrounded by landing Menelmacari fighters. The pilots of each plane walked to the back and opened the cargo doors for the awaiting elves.

The grav-fighters set down on the tarmac, and the pilots climbed out of their aircraft. A couple of them stayed between the flight crews and the cargo planes, the others approached the planes and peered inside, weapons at the ready - just in case.

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The Pablicostans put their jets down right infront of the cargo planes so as to block any exit. The pilots leave their jets and begin walking arround the tarmac holding a pistol in one hand as they observe the menelmacri inspection.

One of the pilots walks down to the approaching elves.

"Right this way sir (or madam, depending on who's there ;) )," he says leading the group up the ramp to one of the cargo areas. He walks over to a group of boxes and picking up a crowbar, opens the lid off of one of them.

A cooler is located in the box, he opens the lid to the cooler and shows the group a freezer full of units of blood in bags.

"After all, we may have to feed on blood, but we're not monsters. These are donated units of blood from the non-vampiric in our country. They donate blood instead of paying exorbinant taxes. We run the country and they live their lives without our having to become monsters to feed."

Lord Agardeloth, the Dark Lord of the Dead stood watching the scene unfolding before him using his palantir. He could see the Menelmacari, the Pablicostans and the Kindred Masquerade aircraft interfering with his former slaves. Vampires after all were created by the Dark Lord of the Dead in ages past, beyond time unmeasurable, to infiltrate and subvert 'mortal' nations. But with the Dark Lord's fall a few thousand years ago, they had escaped his hold and fled realising what they were.
Now he wanted them back.

Agardeloth left his dark sanctum inside the Black Fortress. The plains of the red world of Carador lay before him, a land he had been exiled to when the Menelmacari and the forces of Whispering Voices had overwhelmed his home on Earth after his return. He went into the courtyard. He screamed a chilling scream of death.

Out of the air swooped 13 Death Wyrms, dragons of Morgoth that had long since perished but were reanimated to act as steeds and weapons of war for his most terrible servants, the Elf-Wraiths.

The Elf-Wraiths were former Menelmacari Death Cultists who had worshipped a man called Curugul, Curugul led them across the sea to distant lands and rose the original Corpselands. Curugul; 'Skilled Sorcery' later became Agardeloth; 'He who is of hated blood'.
Agardeloth then morphed his Elven Cultists into something more useful, Elf-Wraiths. Darkness and Shadow wreathed in more Darkness and Shadow. Invincible yet defeatable.

Agardeloth screamed again.
The Elf Wraiths screamed in reply.

The Wyrms with the Wraiths atop flew off. The wyrms had atop a great saddle both the Elf-Wraith, and a large gun and missile frame. How the Wyrm flew, no one really knows.
The Wyrms entered the great portal to Earth. They materialised some 5 miles away from the air trouble, they flew to intercept.....

The Elves nod, blushing a little, and Scythe Lead looks a little apologetic. "Sorry about that, then, perfectly understandable. Regrettably, we do have to check the rest of the crates. Would that all the undead would sustain themselves humanely; sadly this is not the case, hence the Interdiction."

His pilots busied themselves checking the other crates, doing so as quickly and expediently as possible. Finally, he said, "the planes and cargo are yours, proceed with your delivery. Sorry about the delay."

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The jets rise into the air once again, allowing for the cargo planes to leave and head back for their target destination.

"Back to base then guys, the blockade should be set by now"

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=72861

For more information, in case Siri has forgotten...

The Elves nod, blushing a little, and Scythe Lead looks a little apologetic. "Sorry about that, then, perfectly understandable. Regrettably, we do have to check the rest of the crates. Would that all the undead would sustain themselves humanely; sadly this is not the case, hence the Interdiction."

His pilots busied themselves checking the other crates, doing so as quickly and expediently as possible. Finally, he said, "the planes and cargo are yours, proceed with your delivery. Sorry about the delay."

The lead pilot waves it off, "It's quite all right, and we do understand that there is a bit of a stigma, ya know.. not living and all. And, well, the whole Middle Ages, Vlad the Impaler and Renaisance periods didn't help us from a PR aspect either."

The group checks the crates and find... *dramatic pause*... a lot of coolers with blood units in them.

"After all, when they sent out a call for slaves, we couldn't oblige, not having any, but at least we can give something," the pilot said smiling. "Thanks, we'll be heading out then."

"Have a good flight," replied the lead Elf, the last of his squadron to climb into his Thoron. The aircraft back on line, they took off once more, heading back towards their patrol area...

"Wait," Scythe Two reported. "I've got something."

"I see it too," answered Scythe Seven. "Five creatures, in flight. Dragons or wyrms of some sort. They're headed straight for us."

"Lock and load. Prepare all weapons," ordered Scythe Lead. "Stay on course, though. We don't know their intentions."

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Svereal trucks pull up on the landing fields. Human men in uniform leap from the trucks, only lightlky armed with sidearms. They stand at attention and await the unloading of the cargo planes. No response is yet made to the embargo or the wyrms.

The pilot smiled and waved at the lead Elf. "Yes sir."

The cargo jets took off and turned to head back to the Vampiric Princes airspace. The second pilot said, "Ummm, we've got something on radar, looks like some kinda... monsters?"

"You mean like your sister in before she showers?"

"Knock it off. I'm serious."

The lead pilot looked at the radar screen, "Hmmm, looks like the Elves are going to engage them," he said as he started to veer the planes in that general direction. "Problem is, we have to fly past it to drop this off."

"That's great. What are we gonna do? Make scary faces at them??"

"Nope, we're gonna slow down, and try to avoid getting killed.... er.... again."

TheThe pablicostan jets begin moving from behind the menelmacari fighters when they spot the flying creatures.

"Lock and load, peel left-report of fantasy beings in flight at 9 O'clock"

ooc: hey everyones gotta eat... here need not be any descrimination due to their prefered food.... imagine if vegetarians attacked omnivores for their meat eat practices.

IC: As much as i would like to assist another nation in their time of need, but we find the slave trade despicable and refuse to comply. Most apologetic

The Iesus aircraft ignore all but 'princes' ground control, moving in and circling over there new allies city(cities)

OOC: dude-wanna describe your cities maybe...tell me what the pilots see as they come into land with your slaves? hmmm just give us a image

The main city of realm is, at its core, a modern, early 21st century city. Skyscrapers reach for the heavens, monuments of glass and steel. The highest, currently, is 20 stories. Outside the downtown area, suburbs, strip malls, smaller offices and shops, and all the other trappings of a large city are spread over several miles. An airport is just outside of town, looking like any other except for the utter lack of windows on any part of the planes but the cockpits. It is here that landings are being directed. Outside of town, there is an ancient looking castle on a large hill. Nothing grows on the hill and odd sounds can frequently be heard.

The two jets following IC's cargo planea are joined by a further 3 jets when IC fails to respond to the call.

"Wait for them to land then we can get in and stop them from passing on the cargo"

Calls one pilot through his headset, talking only to Pablicostan fighters,

"Oh, and call Base I ant our own cargo up here, get ground forces and paras ready to flood the airbase they choose to land"

The Elf-Wraiths fly toward the engaging fighters, screaming their frightful wails that would chill the heart of any.
The Elf-Wraiths pressed a jeweled button on their gauntlets, the missile frames activated and fired their weapons, missiles of high explosive yield and with the capability to deploy corrosive liquid on impact.
The Wyrms, with the missiles launched charged fast at the planes, to ram them if necessary...

The main city of realm is, at its core, a modern, early 21st century city. Skyscrapers reach for the heavens, monuments of glass and steel. The highest, currently, is 20 stories. Outside the downtown area, suburbs, strip malls, smaller offices and shops, and all the other trappings of a large city are spread over several miles. An airport is just outside of town, looking like any other except for the utter lack of windows on any part of the planes but the cockpits. It is here that landings are being directed. Outside of town, there is an ancient looking castle on a large hill. Nothing grows on the hill and odd sounds can frequently be heard.
OOC:cool, does our flightpath take us over the maincity so we can take pics to send home and show the world you arnt evil? *look how happy everyone is* type stuff

A figure, dark cloak swaying behind him, pale skin glistening in the moonlight, appears on the battlements of the ancient castle, the very image of cliche. He is one of campier lords or more conservative, depending upon how one views it. He simply watches for now, gazes up with slightly widened eyes at the great wyrms.

The jets which are tailing the IC cargo planes are soon joined by three other huge airbuss style planes. They stay behind the group for now but are ready to drop 200 men onto the airfield they are headed for.

The cargo planes pulled over the capital city, slowing to land. The tires squealed as they touched the tarmac. The pilots watched and were directed until they stopped their planes.

((yeah, you can take pics. Though we are kind of bad guys. *Nods*))

The flight crews scurry about, directing the planes from Kindred Masquerade, as the men in uniform approach with small carts.

As the men approched the planes, the pilots lowered the cargo ramps and then walked out to meet the others.

"Hey, did someone call for Chinese takeout?"

OOC:cool, rpg more tommorow then , my planes can be flying holding pattern over the city waiting to land :)

IC:
ICN National news.
Iesus Christ continues its policy of support and aid for peoples opressed by western tryanny and Imperialism!

The man in the lead nodded. "That would be us. How much would you like for it?"

The pilot thought for a moment, "heh, don't worry about it, we forgot the fortune cookies. Consider it 'aid' for now. It's not slaves, cause, well, we don't have any, but it should work until you get things under control for food."

The pilots started to help the ground crews unload the crates.

The man grinned. "Thanks. We owe you one. The nobility will feel quite indebted. You can call on them for anything now, you know?" Meanwhile, the ground crews unload the blood packets.

'It's not a problem, we know how it is to be a little... hungry at times. They don't have to feel indebted to us, I know that won't stop them, but still...."

The pilot looked around the skies, "Looks like there might be some excitement starting soon."

Having made its statement, King Alern orders a battle fleet to the region and begans a navil and air blockade of The Vampiric Princes over the objections of one of his Advisers, Archbishop Vorn who wanted Teritora to invade and destroy the demonspawn and free the humans from them. While King Alern thought the same about them he was not quite willing to start a war yet.

A wing of DNS Red Hawks, breaking earth orbit, form up behind the Iesus cargo planes, which were picked up on sensors almost before they took off. The Red Hawk's show a slight deviation from their usually streamlined form, a set of grasping claws on the bellies of the craft, made for the forced deviation of other planes flight paths. Took a bit of tricky thrust adjusting, but that's what the onboard AI's were for.

"Iesus aircraft, make a flight adjustment that takes you out of the country fastest, and then to an airport of our choosing. Or we will make those flight adjustments for you, and belive you me, you're not going to like it one bit. Capesh?"

Semi-secret:
Another 2 wings of DNS Red Hawks wait in orbit, and another 3 are in the slipstream heading for earth. 2 atmosphere-capable landing ships are entering earth orbit as we speak, and part of a carrier fleet element in incoming as well.

Let us make this QUITE clear the moment an Elf crosses into the Borders of these Vampires as a food stuff, hen that nation can consider itself a fair target for the peoples of Tor Yvresse in whatever matter of retribution we deam fair.

Obviously the Of Kindred Masquarade need not fear this message, we have no issues with Vampires but with Slavers and Murderers.

Farseer Council

As the IC planes ready themselves to land the Pablicostan cargo planes dive ahead of them lowering to abbout 200 ft.
The men on board heard a loud beep as they crossed the runway area and half of them leapt down for the ground, the others dropped when the planes swung arround heading for home.

When they hit the ground they ddetatched their shutes and readied their weapons for the incoming IC cargo planes.

[Tag]

This should be fun...

*blinks at Matty*

ic: "We are saddened that Iesus Christi is yet again spreading the disease of vampirism. But the west will not allow this to cintinue forever."

~ Some statement

/tight-beam transmission to pablicosa forces/
>"We're gonna try and stop them while their still in the air, if they get
>to the ground we can provide air support for your troops. Good luck."
\end transmission\

*note: DA is my nation, it was really only a tag, it will do nothing else here. This nation, however...*

---

ic:

"We are more than willing to assist your honoured nation in... feeding... or whatever you do, and are willing to send convicted criminals to you.

If positive, we will begin the transport."

~ Metatron

Metatron wrote the message, and finally, pressed the 'send' button. He smiled.

Finally, a chance to get rid of this filth that plagues us...

Finally, a chance to get rid of this filth that plagues us...

OOC: what's the filth in question?

As the Teritoran warfleet arrives in the region, they spread out to began the navial blockade of The Vampiric Princes to prevent any slave entering The Vampiric Princes by sea and soon planes from the carriers of the fleet take to the air as well to tighted the grip.

As the Teritoran warfleet arrives in the region, they spread out to began the navial blockade of The Vampiric Princes to prevent any slave entering The Vampiric Princes by sea and soon planes from the carriers of the fleet take to the air as well to tighted the grip.

Fantastic speed... nearly as fast as the transport planes of Iesus... And the fantastic efficiency of your navy, being ready for war against an unknown enemy without doing any specefic preparations.

Remind me to never fight with you, i wouldn´t stand a chance.

The holy empire of hung-hang will not stand for this obvious breach of UN standards. We support all attempts at freeing slaves. in fact, we propose that all slaves become citizens of the Hung-Hang empire, effective immediatly. Failure to respond will result in dire ramifications.

The holy empire of hung-hang will not stand for this obvious breach of UN standards. We support all attempts at freeing slaves. in fact, we propose that all slaves become citizens of the Hung-Hang empire, effective immediatly. Failure to respond will result in dire ramifications.

OOC:Not really you don't know anything about my nation or how my miltary is organized, I am always ready for a war. There is in fact an entire part of my miltary called the RRC that sole purpace is for raipid deployment anywhere in the world.

The man looks up. "So it seems. Well, you didn't bring anything they're blockading. You should probably get out of this. We wouldn't want you getting into trouble on account of us."

im still confused. Are you eating the slaves or are you putting them to work

Hello....uh...they're vampires :roll:

TOP HIGHEST SECURITY ENCRYPTION CODING LEVEL TRANSMISSION TO VAMPIRIC PRINCES[/b]]

To: The leadership of Vampiric Princes.
From: The fund of aid to starving seripmav.
Subject: Aid.

Greetings,

We will be more than happy to provide you with some... humanitarian aid. Indeed, we have a number of... 'aid units'... we would eagerly get rid off.

Prepare to receive first cargo soon...

Just as that message was transmitted, a hundred or so human prisonners have been selected for a tourist trip to a new resort.
They were given good clothes, money and other nice stuff and taken to an airport, where they boarded a Spietzberg Airlines Aerobus liner, which took off and set course in the direction of the Vampiric Princes.

(OOC: This sounds like much fun :) )

We are thankful for all such aid. However, we must warn you that we are currently under blockade and we cannot guarantee the safety of your transport.

We are thankful for all such aid. However, we must warn you that we are currently under blockade and we cannot guarantee the safety of your transport.

Tourists are now blockaded?
We highely doubt that.
I am sure our tourists will find your resort installations quite accomodating.
Make them feel at home.

++Encrypted Message++
++To: The Vampiric Princes++
++From: Emperor Liu Bei++
++Subject: Slaves++

It has come to my attention that you are looking for a few good slaves. We are willing to sell you 10,000 human slaves of Neo-Wuwian descent, are ye interested? Also, we are willing to deploy military forces for the defense of your country.

We will gladly pay good money for these slaves and accept all military aid against aggressor nations.

Also - the Spietzberg Tourist agencies are highely interested in installing a permanent foothold in your territory, with many-many tourists to be forseen.

We hope that the cooperation in the tourism industry between our two nations goes on and thrives.

(OOC: I hope you get the metaphoring 8) )

++Encrypted Message++
++To: The Vampiric Princes++
++From: Emperor Liu Bei++
++Subject: Slaves++

Understood. How does, 500 thousand dollars sound? They will be sent via civilian jet planes, to avoid the blockade. If one of our jets are attacked, we will launch a military strike on the agressor.

That price is fair. It will be wired to your nation immediately.

OOC:Don't know about Pablicosta, DNS and Menelmacar but that would get pass me, I am trying to stop ships not planes and thats what the fleet I sent fleet was ordered and geared for.

Also - the Spietzberg Tourist agencies are highely interested in installing a permanent foothold in your territory, with many-many tourists to be forseen.

We hope that the cooperation in the tourism industry between our two nations goes on and thrives.

(OOC: I hope you get the metaphoring 8) )

OOC:

Vampiric Princes, any reaction to that? :?

++Encrypted Message++
++To: The Vampiric Princes++
++From: Emperor Liu Bei++
++Subject: Slaves++

Excellent. The first five planes are being loaded and sent to your country as you read this. The Neo-Wuwian army is being put on yellow alert, as well.

We are thankful for all such aid. However, we must warn you that we are currently under blockade and we cannot guarantee the safety of your transport.

Tourists are now blockaded?
We highely doubt that.
I am sure our tourists will find your resort installations quite accomodating.
Make them feel at home.

DNS's CTBS system picks up the obvious transfer of convicts as food to VP, and puts the airliner on it's blockade list.

++Encrypted Message++
++To: The Vampiric Princes++
++From: Emperor Liu Bei++
++Subject: Slaves++

Excellent. The first five planes are being loaded and sent to your country as you read this. The Neo-Wuwian army is being put on yellow alert, as well.

Those will be blockaded as well.

(ooc: How exactly does this 'CTBS' system work?)

We would welcome a permanent trade presence from Spietzberg in tourism and other fields.

The aformentioned forces have entered earth orbit, and are prepared to blockade slave transfers as needed. A state-of-the-art sensor packages aboard the dropships(i think that's what i called'em) will be monitoring the situation, and the DNS carrier group will be in system shortly.

(ooc: How exactly does this 'CTBS' system work?)

(OOC: I am asking myself the same question.
My convicts are dressed properly, have their papers and such. There are papers which stipulate that they are on a visit. There are guides(aka disguised intel. officers, but you don't know that.
So sorry, this system is IGNORED by me until you give a thorough explanation of how it works and how it can tell normal tourists from convicts. :wink: )

The CTBS system is a large black(as in secret) system installed in most airline computer systems. It monitors passenger logs, and large anomiles get sent to AI's for processing. 100 ex-cons going to VP at once, on the same airliner, sent up enough red flags to supply china for decades.

A transmission from DNS command to the fighterwing following Iesus's cargo planes causes the wing to make a rapid 180 and burn exaust the other way.

(ooc: Now, for this CTBS system to work it would have to be installed into my own airline systems, correct? If not, I could easily get around it by inputting origional passenger logs, making them seem like normal tourists.)

King Alern looked at his advisers. "I know you are not happy with just a navial blockade but we need to keep an eye on Machinoix, they have been taking over several countries of the region and while they are smaller and have a smaller miltary they may cause a war in our region, besides a naval blockade at least stops large numbers of slaves being moved at one time."

The other Iesus supply craft broke formation , leaving only one over the captail , while the others headed to other major cities .
Iesus command wanting general propoganda photos of their new allies 'fair and honourable' treatment of their populace.

The first commercial airliner, bearing a total of 115 slaves, has almost reached the first ship in the blockade, currently 5 miles from the jets position. Being heavily monitored by the Neo-Wuwian government, they wait and see if the enemy blockade make any attempt in downing the plane.

The Teritoran fleet which are conducting a naval blockade ingore the plane, after all other nations are a conducting a Air blockade. It was none of their concern since it wasn't a ship.

Over the past hours, near the borders of the country, teardrop-shaped silver ships could be seen high in the atmosphere. At first, they were few in number, but as the hours passed, larger numbers assembled, and smaller, crescent-shaped ships began to launch, to fly patrols along the border. Now there were nearly a hundred of the larger ships, and an untold number of the smaller fighters.

A transmission was sent.

"This is the High Command of the Ravenspire Spacy. You have one hour remaining to free all slaves within your nation. If you fail to comply, then we will do so for you. That is all."

There is still no response to any of the hostile forces.

The first commercial airliner, bearing a total of 115 slaves, has almost reached the first ship in the blockade, currently 5 miles from the jets position. Being heavily monitored by the Neo-Wuwian government, they wait and see if the enemy blockade make any attempt in downing the plane.

(ooc: Now, for this CTBS system to work it would have to be installed into my own airline systems, correct? If not, I could easily get around it by inputting origional passenger logs, making them seem like normal tourists.)


OOC: It's a system that's totally black, so you wouldn't know about it. The odds of a person faking the logs are slightly less than realistic.

IC:
/Transmission to Neo-Wu airliner/
>"This is Col. Dak Markoff, we are commencing a total air blockade of VP.
>Turn around and land at the nearest friendly airfield or we will be forced
>to open fire. There is zero room for negotiation."
\end transmission\

The other Iesus supply craft broke formation , leaving only one over the captail , while the others headed to other major cities .
Iesus command wanting general propoganda photos of their new allies 'fair and honourable' treatment of their populace.

OOC:do they see the same as the main citi describtion dude? Or Do my propoganda corp have to edit the photos of our allies other cities? :D

The first commercial airliner, bearing a total of 115 slaves, has almost reached the first ship in the blockade, currently 5 miles from the jets position. Being heavily monitored by the Neo-Wuwian government, they wait and see if the enemy blockade make any attempt in downing the plane.

(ooc: Now, for this CTBS system to work it would have to be installed into my own airline systems, correct? If not, I could easily get around it by inputting origional passenger logs, making them seem like normal tourists.)


OOC: It's a system that's totally black, so you wouldn't know about it. The odds of a person faking the logs are slightly less than realistic.

OOC: I am sorry, but you have never RP'ed breking into my airline offices and installing the system.
I am sorry, but we are a closed nation, no foreigners allowed and the ones that aer allowed are watched over closely by the Secret Services.
I am sorry, but this system is on permanent IGNORE from me.
I am sorry, but if this system is my offices, than I have your entire airforce tapped and equipped with distance guiding controls, which I give to little kids who think that the pretty planes on the monitor are just a game :wink:

OOC: I am sorry, but you have never RP'ed breking into my airline offices and installing the system.
I am sorry, but we are a closed nation, no foreigners allowed and the ones that aer allowed are watched over closely by the Secret Services.
I am sorry, but this system is on permanent IGNORE from me.
I am sorry, but if this system is my offices, than I have your entire airforce tapped and equipped with distance guiding controls, which I give to little kids who think that the pretty planes on the monitor are just a game :wink:

Ah, but the system monitors passenger manifests, which have to be sent to the recieving country for security purposes. Therefore my AI's can grab it from that stream, decrypt it, and take a look at who's travelling. The prison incarceration lists would be sent to interpol, and we can take them from there. And your citizens are corrupable, never forget that fact.

((There's only three cities. It's not that big a country. But they're all on the same model, just different sizes.))

((There's only three cities. It's not that big a country. But they're all on the same model, just different sizes.))

OOC: and it's about to get a lot smaller...

/me puts on x-ray glasses and a radiophage suit

(ooc: Are you forgetting that the Neo-Wuwian government is running this operation? It's completely realistic to fake logs, just input false information to make the person look like a normal tourist. The computer wouldn't know the difference.)

The pilot in charge of the airliner hesitated for a moment, wondering what he should say. Finally he replied, "This is flight 7012 of Neo-Wu Passport Airlines. This is a civilian jet with 108 men, women, and children wanting entrance into Vampiric Princes, there is no reason to threaten us so."

After giving his message, the pilot pushed a yellow button on a control pad temporarily installed into the jet, relaying a distress message back to the Imperial Palace.

Sarimobia imediately dispatches a group of vampire hunters in the general direction of the vampiric princes.

(ooc: Are you forgetting that the Neo-Wuwian government is running this operation? It's completely realistic to fake logs, just input false information to make the person look like a normal tourist. The computer wouldn't know the difference.)

The pilot in charge of the airliner hesitated for a moment, wondering what he should say. Finally he replied, "This is flight 7012 of Neo-Wu Passport Airlines. This is a civilian jet with 108 men, women, and children wanting entrance into Vampiric Princes, there is no reason to threaten us so."

After giving his message, the pilot pushed a yellow button on a control pad temporarily installed into the jet, relaying a distress message back to the Imperial Palace.

OOC: A computer wouldn't, but an AI might.

"I'm sorry sir, but we cannot let you go forward. If it was up to me I would let you go, but command will have my head if I let you by. We have a temporarly airfield set up at (coordinates), you will have to land there if you don't have fuel to go elsewhere. Again I apoligise, but no one is to be let though, not even the queen of england."

As the deadline passed without word, the Ravenspire ships stirred. As one, they began moving inward. A group of five of the larger cruisers, plus a fighter escort numbering near a hundred, broke off and proceeded at a greater speed than the rest, flying toward the nearest city on the surface. Meanwhile, far above, the number of Ravenspire satellites in orbit above this portion of the planet quickly doubled.

*sigh* "Very well, we will redirect our flight elsewhere. Unfortunate, but it cannot be helped." the pilot said finally, closing the communication link to the DNS forces. Turning over to his co-pilot, he whispered into his ear, "If there is an area of the blockade where it is only Teritoran forces, find it. We need to get this shipment into Vampiric Princes."

Around the outskirts of the country, the Ravenspire ships slowed, deep-scanning the territory beneath for signs of surface life, electromagnetic or other radiation that might indicate hidden weaponry or subterranean cities or rail lines, and abnormal gravitic signatures that might indicate the presence of large amounts of heavy metals.

The remaining craft, approaching their target city, began to transmit a different message. "We are vessels of the Ravenspire Spacy Fourth Fleet. Third parties are advised of a potential outbreak of hostilities in the near future, and may wish to steer clear of the city and its environs. We cannot guarantee the safety of any third party. Entering the vicinity will be seen as an acknowledgement of responsibility for any inadvertant collateral damage that may occur to the property of third parties."

The message then repeats itself, cycling through Spanish, French, German, Cantonese, Japanese, Noldorin, and Kitsugo, then back to English.

OOC: I am sorry, but you have never RP'ed breking into my airline offices and installing the system.
I am sorry, but we are a closed nation, no foreigners allowed and the ones that aer allowed are watched over closely by the Secret Services.
I am sorry, but this system is on permanent IGNORE from me.
I am sorry, but if this system is my offices, than I have your entire airforce tapped and equipped with distance guiding controls, which I give to little kids who think that the pretty planes on the monitor are just a game :wink:

Ah, but the system monitors passenger manifests, which have to be sent to the recieving country for security purposes. Therefore my AI's can grab it from that stream, decrypt it, and take a look at who's travelling. The prison incarceration lists would be sent to interpol, and we can take them from there. And your citizens are corrupable, never forget that fact.

OOC: I am sorry, but interpol is futile and I do not work with it.
I am sorry, but my prisoner data is confidential, since officially Spietzberg is a crime free nation.
I am sorry, but the price for corruption is death in Spietzberg.
I am sorry, but to corrupt my citizens you need to enter my nation, you could not have them corrupted, since you never entered my nation and never will.

Yes, I do acknowledge that you can hack into the transmission of data between me and VP, you can see the full names of the passengers, their official logs and biography, without their 'last dislocation' mentioned.
So for your systems - they would just be normal passengers.

So, I am sorry, there is NO way you know they are prisonners.
They are tourists, that is all your guys know.
And please, no soopah AI's, okay? I am modern tech and there is a limit to my toleration of space and soopah future tech ;)

IC:

The plane enters the direct vicinity of the airspace of the Vampiric Princes and starts heading to the appointed airfield in the territory of the Vampiric Princes.

It currently encounters no third party aircraft and the passengers aboard discuss the details of their stay and really hope that it will be a long holiday.

IC:

The plane enters the direct vicinity of the airspace of the Vampiric Princes and starts heading to the appointed airfield in the territory of the Vampiric Princes.

It currently encounters no third party aircraft and the passengers aboard discuss the details of their stay and really hope that it will be a long holiday.

I'll accept the OOC stuff, but it would be a god-mod to to just say that your bypassing my fighter's total blockade on air travel.

IC: "Spietzberg airliner, you are entering a blockaded country. You must divert your plane to a airfield away from VP, or you will be shot down. You have 2 minutes to comply." A flightwing of DNS Red Hawks jet easily into position behind the airliner, and target locks are accquired, setting off any early warning systems in the aircraft.

There are isolated life signs that come up on deep scan beneath the city. The city has the normal life signs of an active city, the population is concentrated inside and slightly below ground, as citizens huddle in their cellars, fearing the outbreak of war. No military resistance is encountered as of yet.

IC:

The plane enters the direct vicinity of the airspace of the Vampiric Princes and starts heading to the appointed airfield in the territory of the Vampiric Princes.

It currently encounters no third party aircraft and the passengers aboard discuss the details of their stay and really hope that it will be a long holiday.

I'll accept the OOC stuff, but it would be a god-mod to to just say that your bypassing my fighter's total blockade on air travel.

IC: "Spietzberg airliner, you are entering a blockaded country. You must divert your plane to a airfield away from VP, or you will be shot down. You have 2 minutes to comply." A flightwing of DNS Red Hawks jet easily into position behind the airliner, and target locks are accquired, setting off any early warning systems in the aircraft.

OOC: Never said I bypassed it. Just said I didn't encounter any third party aircraft as of yet :?
You didn't want me to RP the interception, did you? :shock:

IC:

The pilot turned to the co-pilot and blinked. He then took the commslink and answered.

"Sorry, Sir, can't comply.
We have no indications of a blockade and you are intercepting a civilian aircraft in neutral space.
Repeat - you are intercepting civilian aircraft in neutral space.
We will follow on with our itinerary.
Repeat - we follow our itinerary."

"Look here captain, there's a gap in between the DNS blockade, where Teritora is covering. We can fly over the Teritoran fleet and into Vampiric Princes safely." said the co-pilot, coming up from concentrating on the electronic map.
"I wouldn't exactly say 'safely', we would have to zoom right through there and into the country pretty quickly, before the DNS wing catches us." replied the captain, looking over his shoulder over to the co-pilot. Realizing they really have no other choice, the captain followed up his statement by silently nodding, and redirecting the plane towards the gap in the DNS blockade.

The craft above the city spread out, the five larger ships hovering above, while the majority of the fightercraft begin a patrol several kilometers out. No further action is immediately noticeable, though the warning transmission continues to loop.

The remainder of the Ravenspire fleets progress no further into the nation, perhaps busy analyzing the scan results.

"Look here captain, there's a gap in between the DNS blockade, where Teritora is covering. We can fly over the Teritoran fleet and into Vampiric Princes safely." said the co-pilot, coming up from concentrating on the electronic map.
"I wouldn't exactly say 'safely', we would have to zoom right through there and into the country pretty quickly, before the DNS wing catches us." replied the captain, looking over his shoulder over to the co-pilot. Realizing they really have no other choice, the captain followed up his statement by silently nodding, and redirecting the plane towards the gap in the DNS blockade.

Orbital monitoring station-2

AI Beta-3-Omter reporting
>The Neo-Wuian craft appears to be heading for a slight gap in the
>blockade, reccomending moving Theta squadron to intercept, if moved >now ETA is 14 minutes; their craft will be one mile inland.

Control AI
Omega-127-Jaunter
>Confirmed, Theta is moving.



The pilot turned to the co-pilot and blinked. He then took the commslink and answered.

"Sorry, Sir, can't comply.
We have no indications of a blockade and you are intercepting a civilian aircraft in neutral space.
Repeat - you are intercepting civilian aircraft in neutral space.
We will follow on with our itinerary.
Repeat - we follow our itinerary."

"Perhaps you didn't understand me," there is a slight pause, then a bright rocket motors ahead of the airliner before pulling up and blowing up harmlessly out of the way. " The next one goes up your ass. Turn around, or your 'plane' will be a nice collection of confetti. This is your last warning. Don't be an idiot."

"Perhaps you didn't understand me," there is a slight pause, then a bright rocket motors ahead of the airliner before pulling up and blowing up harmlessly out of the way. " The next one goes up your ass. Turn around, or your 'plane' will be a nice collection of confetti. This is your last warning. Don't be an idiot."

"Pardon, Sir, but can't comply! And I request your stopping"

The pilot was obviously getting pretty much angered but remained diplomatic still. The co-pilot sent a distress call to Spietzberg aircontrol, which was intercepted by a Spietzberg Carrier group a thousand kilometers off the blockaded area.

"You don't pay our wages, Sir, so you cannot tell us what to do.
We go on with our itinerary.
Repeat - we go on with our itinerary!
I request your pulling out.
You are intercepting civilian aircraft in neutral space and you are in breach of international reglamentations on airtraffic. I repeat - you are in breach of international reglamentations on airtraffic."

"Pardon, Sir, but can't comply! And I request your stopping"

The pilot was obviously getting pretty much angered but remained diplomatic still. The co-pilot sent a distress call to Spietzberg aircontrol, which was intercepted by a Spietzberg Carrier group a thousand kilometers off the blockaded area.

"You don't pay our wages, Sir, so you cannot tell us what to do.
We go on with our itinerary.
Repeat - we go on with our itinerary!
I request your pulling out.
You are intercepting civilian aircraft in neutral space and you are in breach of international reglamentations on airtraffic. I repeat - you are in breach of international reglamentations on airtraffic."

"*Sigh*, one last chance sonny, get the hell out of Dodge. I don't take no orders from any 'international regulations BS' I get my orders from command, and those orders are to shoot anything that breaches VP airspace. Perhaps you don't know what a total blockade means. I'll tell you what it means to you, you turn your ass around, or your're never seeing your family again. Do they pay you enough to die on a fools errand sonny?"

OOC: Be realistic here, a Pilot isn't payed enough to die like this. I'm giving you a chance to turn the airliner around, and for you to just forget this ever happpened. To quote the Borg, at this point, "Resistance is Futile",

OOC: Be realistic here, a Pilot isn't payed enough to die like this. I'm giving you a chance to turn the airliner around, and for you to just forget this ever happpened. To quote the Borg, at this point, "Resistance is Futile",

OOC: First thing first, military pilots never talk like cowboys during combat interceptions.
They just repeat over an over:

"Flight #..., you are entering restricted airspace, change flight path to ... ....
Repeat, you are entering restricted airspace, change flight path to ... .... and proceed out of the zone."

So my pilot may just shut off the comms link - he is in his full rights. He is not being intercepted by military piltos but by a bunch of kids in some cockpit 8)

Second, this entire conversation and your threats are being taped, and not only by the black boxes of the aircraft. But this is OOC knowledge only, there is no way of you guessing anything 8)

So up to know, I am the one being realistic.
You tell that pilots are to piss in their pants at the first DNS craft coming in on them?
Hell no!
Besides, tell what you've said to the pilots of the Corean Airlines plane that got shot out over the USSR :wink:

IC:

The Pilot shook his head.

"This is nonsence, - he thought to himself, - these guys should get some lessons in english, ASAP."

"Captain, we are entering Vampiric Princes airspace in one minute from now."

"Good, brief the passengers."

The Pilot took the commslink again and responded to the 'pilots' menacing him:

"Pardon, Sir, can't comply for I do not understand the nature of your request. Please express it in normal conventional language.
Repeat - do not understand the nature of your request.
And I repeat - you are in breanch of international airtraffic regualtions."

OOC: Be realistic here, a Pilot isn't payed enough to die like this. I'm giving you a chance to turn the airliner around, and for you to just forget this ever happpened. To quote the Borg, at this point, "Resistance is Futile",

OOC: First thing first, military pilots never talk like cowboys during combat interceptions.
They just repeat over an over:

"Flight #..., you are entering restricted airspace, change flight path to ... ....
Repeat, you are entering restricted airspace, change flight path to ... .... and proceed out of the zone."

So my pilot may just shut off the comms link - he is in his full rights. He is not being intercepted by military piltos but by a bunch of kids in some cockpit 8)

Second, this entire conversation and your threats are being taped, and not only by the black boxes of the aircraft. But this is OOC knowledge only, there is no way of you guessing anything 8)

So up to know, I am the one being realistic.
You tell that pilots are to piss in their pants at the first DNS craft coming in on them?
Hell no!
Besides, tell what you've said to the pilots of the Corean Airlines plane that got shot out over the USSR :wink:

IC:

The Pilot shook his head.

"This is nonsence, - he thought to himself, - these guys should get some lessons in english, ASAP."

"Captain, we are entering Vampiric Princes airspace in one minute from now."

"Good, brief the passengers."

The Pilot took the commslink again and responded to the 'pilots' menacing him:

"Pardon, Sir, can't comply for I do not understand the nature of your request. Please express it in normal conventional language.
Repeat - do not understand the nature of your request.
And I repeat - you are in breanch of international airtraffic regualtions."

OOC: Maybe in YOUR military they do it like that, but in my military the guys acutally speak like a real person, slightly dreading the aspect of shooting down a airliner. If you want a droid voice like that, talk to one of my AI's.

IC: "I said to turn 180* around, or I put a big, burning hole in the backside of your airplane. I don't think I can be much clearer. I don't care about your international regulations, they do not apply in a time of war. You have 20 seconds to comply with my orders... 15..."

If there was a missile lock warning system, it'll be beeping right now.

OOC: I'm not gonna blow it up, just diable it enough that my tractor-cables can grab it and cart the plane over to a airfield.

Red Hawks are VTOL craft, capable of using downward jets to scoot around like helo's. For a wing of them, one airliner should be no problem to move around.

And for another thing, I would have to hire complete and total retards as pilots if they didn't know that the convo was going to be recorded by a black box. It's standard airplane equipment and procedure.

Somewhere around 900 kilometers away from the area, a Spietzberg Naval Carrier Group was moving to the scene.
Aircraft were readied for take off.

Meanwhile, at the center of the

The Co-Pilot turned over to the Captain:

"Sir, the aircontrol from Spietzberg tells us to comply with DNS demands."

The Pilot sighed.

"Attention DNS airteam. We have received instructions to comply with your demands. Request guidance to closest airfield for refueling.
Once refueled, we will return with our passengers to Spietzberg.
And... let me remind you that you are still in breach with international airtraffic regulations."

IC: Yurka will be sending 10 carriers full of "soldiers" to keep the peace in The Vampiric Prince's territory.They will be accompanied by 12 F-15s to make sure nothing happens to them.

OOC: :twisted:

Somewhere around 900 kilometers away from the area, a Spietzberg Naval Carrier Group was moving to the scene.
Aircraft were readied for take off.

Meanwhile, at the center of the

The Co-Pilot turned over to the Captain:

"Sir, the aircontrol from Spietzberg tells us to comply with DNS demands."

The Pilot sighed.

"Attention DNS airteam. We have received instructions to comply with your demands. Request guidance to closest airfield for refueling.
Once refueled, we will return with our passengers to Spietzberg.
And... let me remind you that you are still in breach with international airtraffic regulations."

The Col. in charge of the flight wing sighs in relive and mutters, 'your probably in breach of international stupidity regulations'. Lucky for him his Comm unit was off when he said that.

"Good, airfield is at [coordiates], there is a small contigent of Marines and some techs there, just land and they'll refuel ya."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Orbital monitoring station-2

AI Beta-3-Omter reporting
>We have a Spietzberg Naval Carrier Group moving towards flight >wing Beta. Apparent preperations for aircraft launching taking place.
>Recommend warning, then a shot across the bow. If hostile, begin >bombardment from our carrier group. 3 flights of bomber-type Red >Hawks should be sufficent.

A message is transmitted to the Spietzberg command structure.
/Transmission on wide-beam frequency, no encryption/
> Be advised that we have seen your apparently hostile fleet >movements. Any attack on DNS forces will not be tolerated, and you
>will bear the retibution of DNS and it's allies. The Vampiric Princes are
>not worth a war. We will not strike first, but we will use all assets, orbital >or atmosphereic, in a retaliation strike.
\end transmission\

The carrier fleet being preperations, launching another 2 wings of fighters and preparing their orbital bombardment cannon.

OOC: Ortillary is just long range artillery in my book.

IC: Yurka will be sending 10 carriers full of "soldiers" to keep the peace in The Vampiric Prince's territory.They will be accompanied by 12 F-15s to make sure nothing happens to them.

OOC: :twisted:'

They will be stopped at the blockade line. They will not be allowed to make landing, as they are most assuredly not part of any defensive forces.

OOC: 10 carriers? 12 f-15s? I belive that's a bit unrealisic. No one would send carriers out unescorted. My fighterwings are 72 Red Hawks EACH.

OOC: I meant the the airborne type of carrier fyi
We're not expecting any resistance for our troops to land anyways.

IC: Sends 60 F-15s to assist with landing the carriers within The Vampiric Princes territory.

OOC: I meant the the airborne type of carrier fyi
We're not expecting any resistance for our troops to land anyways.

IC: send 60 F-15s to assist with landing the carriers within The Vampiric Princes territory.

"Yurka craft, Turn around now, or we will be foreced to open fire." Said the leader of the double-wing of Red Hawks that had just been launched. The wings, jointly named Quark, jetted into position behind the Carriers and their escorts.

"Your outnumbered two to one, any attacks would be suicide, and we have reinforcements close by, while yours would take hours to get here from your homeland."

Another double-wing of Red Hawks skims the atmosphere, reading to jump in if nessessary. They would shoot down from orbit, using gravity to their advantage to do a quick cut through the opposing forces, firing missiles as soon as they got in range. The ones in orbit are steathed, and conventional radar wouldn't pick them up anyway in their position.

"We're sending soldiers to help keep the peace during your military blockade! What reason do you have to stop us?" The pilot of the lead carrier leaned up against his seat and awaited a response.

"We're sending soldiers to help keep the peace during your military blockade! What reason do you have to stop us?" The pilot of the lead carrier leaned up against his seat and awaited a response.

"Your government issued a puplic release about it, in which they used quote marks around the term soildiers. It seems peaceful enough on the ground, therefor we would not deem peacekeepers nessesary anyway anyway. Please turn around, we have enough reasons to suspect your trickery already."

OOC: Yurka's :twisted: :arrow: :evil:

There are isolated life signs that come up on deep scan beneath the city. The city has the normal life signs of an active city, the population is concentrated inside and slightly below ground, as citizens huddle in their cellars, fearing the outbreak of war. No military resistance is encountered as of yet.

OOC: The quote marks weren't on the public release 8) i only them down for ooc purposes but oh well :shock:

IC: "Have you noticed how no one's walking around in the cities? They're practically deserted now. Unless you are sending down ground troops then we'll need to do it for you."

There are isolated life signs that come up on deep scan beneath the city. The city has the normal life signs of an active city, the population is concentrated inside and slightly below ground, as citizens huddle in their cellars, fearing the outbreak of war. No military resistance is encountered as of yet.

OOC: The quote marks weren't on the public release 8) i only them down for ooc purposes but oh well :shock:

IC: "Have you noticed how no one's walking around in the cities? They're practically deserted now. Unless you are sending down ground troops then we'll need to do it for you."

"Isn't that the point? They are all hiding, no one's fighting... your soldiers would cause more fighting than any peace they could keep. Please turn around, we don't want to open fire."

Target locks are aquired.

OOC: it was in the IC section, it was in the public release.

OOC: DNS?!? There is only one DnS! Me! You are not a member of the Massassi Jungle or the Middle East and you seem to be anti vampire that leaves two alternatives. One: its coincidence. The second is that you’re tied up in that darned building company!

IC:

Vampirc Princes. We are willing to give aid, for a price.

OOC: DNS?!? There is only one DnS! Me! You are not a member of the Massassi Jungle or the Middle East and you seem to be anti vampire that leaves two alternatives. One: its coincidence. The second is that you’re tied up in that darned building company!

IC:

Vampirc Princes. We are willing to give aid, for a price.

OOC: Wrong on both counts, I'm the Distributed Nation State. No relation to either you or anyone else.

OOC:SORRY! been abit busy! and lazy...

IC:
The commander of the Iesus Antonov-224-00's came in low over the capital city, 'for the photos'....nice and low to take good pics..

"Ready comrades?"
His second in command leant over and gripped his hand
"sir, today we go to paradise..."
The commander nodded...
"come in low and easy over the city....Kyrie eleison! pipe it through to the other aircraft....For his is the power and the glory! Ecce Agnus dei! behold him who takes away the sins of the world!
The blood of our Lord Jesus Christ preserve us to everlasting life!
GOD IS GREAT!"

The Iesus antonov over the capital and her 5 sister craft over the other vampire devils cities in their low circling patterns suddenly crash dived towards the cities, and as they did, in a universal display of love of God and exclamation of Crusade against evil, they detonated their real cargos....

100megaton warheads...
A blinding flash of Christs love shined from the Iesus Craft...a fireball of Christs deine passion


ICN National News
In the name of God, Iesus hero martyrs have attacked the satantic enemy....Oh God hear our cries of joy!....
we go over to General TJ Jackson for a live interview....

"All is Dust before our Lord God!...."

The cities stand as desolated husks, their human inahbitants slaughtered. In their hidden castles and layers in the countryside, the vampires begin to prepare to go into hiding until their food source should repopulate.

*chuckles* I knew there was something up with IC. But what happened to all of the troops, et al. that were enforcing the embargo as a result of the explosion?

OOC:My, my, its a good thing I stuck to a naval blockade.

"Radiation just spiked... satellites confirm. The other two cities just got nuked." The science officer indicated a screenful of data to his captain, but the captain barely glanced at it. He was of a more pragmatic school; once he'd verified that it had happened, he didn't need the projected impact statements, or estimated casualty count, or anything of that sort. He knew well enough.

"Continue the patrols, and go ahead with the mission," he said. "Keep our ship in the air as a failsafe; the others can land. Standard rules."

Four of the five larger craft slowly began to set down and disgorge their cargo of infantry, suited-up in full battle gear. The first priority: make contact with any enslaved sentients.

It is our joy to announce Iesus Christi will move in and aid in the final destruction of this enemy of God...3 fleets are ordered to move in...we join the anti slaver/vampire faction with the love of Jesus in our hearts, let us exterminate everything in this land of horror!

OOC:lets go bombing chaps!

OOC:lets go bombing chaps!

OOC: Glory to the Reich! :twisted:

IC:

The men and women inside of the plane, the so called 'prisonner', have just finished dressing up into camouflage uniforms, adjusting their kevlar vests and readying their weapons. The turning around of the plane caught them just as they were making final adjustements.
Right then, they heard the voice of the pilot in the commslink:

"Sorry, guys and girls, no backstabbing for you today.
These DNS jerks were really eager on taking us out.
They were even in breach with the international airtraffic regulations!"

A general feeling of anger towards the DNS aircraft immediately filled to passengers.
When the airliner landed at the given coordinates, all the illuminators were closed. The DNS contingent did not have a visual of the armed specops inside.
The Pilot made a quick outside inspection of the plane, watched to the refueling operations and went back in. His Co-Pilot passed him the commslink. On the other side, a Spietzberg Secret Services(SSS) Colonel was speaking. The Colonel briefed the Pilot on the nuclear attack by allied forces on the land of the Vampiric Princes and informed him that a SN Carrier Group was heading towards the area.

Meanwhile, back in the ocean/sea/whatever, 900 kilometers away from the area, the Admiral of the Group received the DNS message.
A response was dispatched:

Source: SN 2nd Carrier Group.
Destination: DNS forces.
Concerns: Blockade.

Have orders to move into the area. Have no hostile orders towards third parties present in the area. Over.

Somewhere back in Spietzberg, at the secret "Installation #561", which was rumoured to be a prison and from which the 100 passengers of the plane came, SSS Special Forces were going on with training, always ready for anything.
The real secret prison installations were in fact labelled as "Retirement Centres"...

Source: SN 2nd Carrier Group.
Destination: DNS forces.
Concerns: Blockade.

Have orders to move into the area. Have no hostile orders towards third parties present in the area. Over.

Somewhere back in Spietzberg, at the secret "Installation #561", which was rumoured to be a prison and from which the 100 passengers of the plane came, SSS Special Forces were going on with training, always ready for anything.
The real secret prison installations were in fact labelled as "Retirement Centres"...

/Transmission, wideband, no encryption/
>[b]Careful of the radiation, but as long as you have just hostile intent
>against the vamps, your free to go. We only really blockaded because
>we didn't want 3rd parties getting blasted when Iesus's nukes went off.
>Don't forget the wooden stakes, and if you need airsupport send up a
>blue flare, we're designating a few flightwings for airsupport.
\end transmission\


OOC:lets go bombing chaps!

An interesting new bomb has been created in the DNS labs, and is being outfitted on some of the Red Hawks in orbit. It's tentativly called a Vamp-buster, and sends out a spray of wooden splinters, going .05c from the center of the blast.

DNS air forces recind blockade, except in cases where they feel there is ample evidence of slave-smuggling.

In the mountainous land of Turgosheim, the lords of the Wamphyri gather. Strange planes that are made of a biotechnical material land on platforms on a mountain that is strangely constructed with landing spaces and clusters of defenses.
They talked and argued, the ruling council, but in the end it was decided that somehow these humans must be curbed. An offer of assistance was sent to The Vampire Princes--though the campaign now seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

Buri also emplores you to end this, surely there are other ways in which your people can survive than through holding sentient beings against there will.

What is free will? Once taken, the new free will accepts its position. Taking this second will is a logical paradox.

Surely many nations would find little problem with passing on death row prisoners for Special Needs Groups such as these vampires. What more could be asked for than instant rehabilitation?

OOC: Sorry, storm kept me from replying.

IC: "Valiant Vampire Princes, we wish you the best of luck in you struggle against mankind's collective predjudices. Goodluck to you and your human subjects, we agree fully with Akhtendum. If you kill anyone who is the least bit diffrent without working out a compromise then you are all no better barbarians! Have you ever though of the vampire's freedoms? Do you simply kill off your cancer patients?"

And with that the carriers and F-15s turned around and made they're way home, hopeful that the other nation's foolish principles wouldn't infringe upon the vampires rights. If any hostile action were to come to them, the entire airforce of Yurka might get involved.

Vampires have no rights, they are the undead, unholy abominations and not even murders and other capital offenders deserve to be used food for this Abominations.

(OOC: Eh. Kind of hard to work with anything when it seems the original poster's lost interest. Oh, well.)

The squads, extensively trained for house-to-house searches, conducted the operation efficiently, but it was by its nature a slow process. Minutes stretched into hours as the soldiers methodically swept through the city.

They began to succeed, slowly, uncovering a foxgirl in one makeshift basement 'bunker,' a small group of humans in another, a pair of elves in a third. They delivered their message: "You are now a free man. If you would like transport to safety, ships are waiting on the surface."

It seemed almost too easy, but, though the soldiers watched carefully for signs of sympathizers posing as 'slaves' or concealed ambushes, none had been forthcoming, nor had any vampires been detected.

The DNS craft break away from Yurka's aircraft, and fade into the ionosphere.

"Do unto others as you would have do unto you Territoria. Base instincts rule not just vampires. If you were starving whos to say you would not harm another for nourishment? Your "bible" doesn't even mention vampires, yet you call them unholy? Is there proof that your god has forsaken them? They are like gods, if anything he favors them to humanity and Territoria is simply jealous. Since when is it YOUR duty to push around creatures far older and wiser than your people could ever hope to accomplish to be? Perhaps you urgency to rush to war is due to your own insecurities? This genocide proves that you are no better than hitler!" :evil:

OOC: The splinter bombs would paralyse the vampires and kill the human servants, you know that right?

OOC: The splinter bombs would paralyse the vampires and kill the human servants, you know that right?

Um, think of it like this, thousands of miniature steaks, some of which will hit a heart.

And the crossroads thing is BS.

((Actually, there's only humans around))

Most of the surviving humans simply stumble through the wrecked landscape. A few wander aimlessly into the cities, staring about them with blank eyes. They simple murmur a few incomprehensible phrases at first, though one man who seems a little more coherent is found by the DNS forces. "What will become of us now?"

"Do unto others as you would have do unto you Territoria. Base instincts rule not just vampires. If you were starving whos to say you would not harm another for nourishment? Your "bible" doesn't even mention vampires, yet you call them unholy? Is there proof that your god has forsaken them? They are like gods, if anything he favors them to humanity and Territoria is simply jealous. Since when is it YOUR duty to push around creatures far older and wiser than your people could ever hope to accomplish to be? Perhaps you urgency to rush to war is due to your own insecurities? This genocide proves that you are no better than hitler!" :evil:

OOC: The splinter bombs would paralyse the vampires and kill the human servants, you know that right?

Funny concidering their are warded off with crosses and harmed by holy water. They are not even living they are abominations and the fact they are harmed by holy water and driven off by crosses prove they are unholy.

Indeed, the last time I saw a vampire step on holy ground, it brust into flames and I have never failed to see a true vampire driven off by holy crosses and harmed by holy water.

Lord Gern, of the Tordoran holy order of vampire hunters.

Why would you need food when your hormonal glands exploit the producing powers of nanites and simply create nutrition for you?

Any enemy of the Kharra are simply ingested for their hormones.

:shock: slaves?

(OOC: What kind of vampires are you? Vampire the Masquerade?)
Yeah right! Like holy objects work P'fah! I'd like to see that happen in action 8)

OOC:Its called the old style type, that go around at night, stop at large bodies of runing water like rivers, are warded off by crosses and garlic, harmed by holy water, can't go out in the sun or onto holy ground and are killed by staking, beheading, beheading and stuffing their mouths with garlic, beheading and burying them at crossroads or beheading, staking and burning the body and mixing the ashes with holy water depending on the variety. These vampires are what Tordorans and Teritorans deal with.

((Actually, there's only humans around))

Most of the surviving humans simply stumble through the wrecked landscape. A few wander aimlessly into the cities, staring about them with blank eyes. They simple murmur a few incomprehensible phrases at first, though one man who seems a little more coherent is found by the DNS forces. "What will become of us now?"

OOC: whoa, guess i'll just insta-zip some forces on the ground for them to find the guy...

IC: Dropship landed, contingent of a hundred DNS Marines dembark and spread out, searching.

"Erm... good question. We'll be releasing radiophages onto irradiated areas, and it is likly that the population of your country will be offered asylum and citzenship in the DNS(Distriubuted Nation State) . Otherwise we're gonna try and clear out any evil vamp overlords, and we'll be setting up humanitarian aid stations within the day."

Radiophage, bacteria-like thing that DNS has had since near it's inception. Converts radiation to food, kinda like colrophyll(sp) for plants and the sun. Cleans up backround/leftover radiation fairly well.

((Quick question before I make the next post....Who has what kind of surveillance going on now?))

((Quick question before I make the next post....Who has what kind of surveillance going on now?))

Satalite monitoring... all acessable spectrums

And all of my troops have automatic crossbows, with wooden stakes.

More troops are in the works for landing, should be on the ground within the hour,

I just have a blockade fleet with a Intel ship to listion in on all communations.

Akhtendum anticipates the clearup of the radiation due to the weird futuretech going on. We choose to disregard hostile forces, as they have no reason to attack us. Instead, we shall be sending a carrier ship to Vampiric Princes, stacked with two hundred thousand clones. They are all copies of one consenting individual, and none of them have ever been awake. Further, they were created without the necessary cognitive capacity to be self aware. We hope that this solution will be acceptable. We have seen enough bloodshed.

Lord Akh and the High Priests of Akhtendum