NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This RP will be a war with a Fictional Nation (Doesn't exist in NS.). The nation will be large, and determined to destroy TIN and then the rest of the world. The first post will be unknown to the rest of the world. I will let you know when you can join in.

IC: Border patrol. of all the things he could be doing, he got stuck with border patrol.

http://www.gamespy.com/articles/april01/renegade/gdi-humvees.jpg

Corporal Kyle was manning a gas jeep with a Captain, making sure that no-one violated the laws on immigration.

"Why do we have to do this? our scanners would pick anything up. at the same time, we're an Island! what's going to make it to land?"

"Shut it corporal. anyway, if it wasn't for these border patrols, we'd be out of work. There hasn't been a war in The Imperial Navy scince the Ragnarok Crisis. and that happened before you were born."

"Yes sir. I'll think before I say. wait... what is tha..."

A blue light enveloped the jeep, flinging it upside down.

"QUICK! RUN!"

The two men ran as the jeep exploded in a bright blue light.

As they made it to safety, they looked down the canyon they were driving past. they saw some of the most technicaly advanced vehichles they had ever seen.

http://www.tiberiumsun.com/downloads/images/newconceptart/tictank.jpg

"How? how did they get here undetected?"

"I don't know corporal, but we've got to warn the capital!"

The commander flipped open his commlink.

"Anchorhead base, this is blue patrol. Come in."

"Go ahead Blue."

"We got a big problem. better wake the Emperor."

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INS Special Report

We have just recieved reports of an attack on Imperial Troops south of the Imperial prime Spaceport.

Troops are as we speak being mobilised to discover and stop this threat. The Emperor has asked that everyone stay at home unless nessesary, but there is nothing to worry about.

Fighters, tanks and weapons are moving in to the area.

The International Community is welcomed should they pledge support.

More udates as we get them. Now back to our sceduled program....

Bump (Come on I spent ages planning this!)

http://www.gamespy.com/articles/april01/renegade/gdi-chinooks.jpg

Another Chinook unloaded troops as the Tanks rolled by. Men were running around, setting up a base camp and grabbing Blaster Rifles.

"Quick! The general will be here any moment!"

OOC: i'll play as an ally of TIN, but i don't like the sounds of that enemy

OOC: It's okay Jitano, just play as your nations army. It's a proper RP, just with a fictional enemy.

right

i could play as the enemy

i could play as the enemy

No thanks. Not after your endless making stuff up to escape from my fleet.

I still can't believe you tried to use my Transdimensional conduits to escape.

it's not my fault if you misinterpreted, what is was referring to was the same way a ship jumps to hyperspace, just instead of coming out in the regular universe coming out in another,

i think i missed something there

it's not my fault if you misinterpreted, what is was referring to was the same way a ship jumps to hyperspace, just instead of coming out in the regular universe coming out in another,

You never explained how it works. that's all I wanted to know-and all you did was trail off and continue your escape with another zany sceme.

Jitano-Go ahead and post your reply IC.

OOC: zany schemes, weird

IC: In the heart of the Jitanese intelligence service headdquarters, Jonathen Tolas looked over a day's worth of files, shuddering internally at the thought of all the work he had to do. He flipped up the next file, an intelligence report from The Imperial Navy, curiously, he opened the file, it contained the reports of two soldiers who had encountered an unknown enemy, he read through quickly and stood, running to his boss's office
"Sir i think we've got something here, TIN has got some kind of unknown in their territory, this should be forwarded to military command." he said a little breathlessly, he was after all, not a field agent
his commander looked briefly at the file, frowned and sent it on it's way


" General sir, we've got a report from the watch, TIN has hostiles in their territory."
"really? that's odd, transmit a message asking if they wany any assistance."
" Yes sir"


Imperial Navy this is The Emperor of Jitano, we have received reports of an unknown and pwerful enemy on your soil, do you require the assistance of the Empire? Being that we are allies i feel it a duty to help you i your time of need please respond quickly


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it's not my fault if you misinterpreted, what is was referring to was the same way a ship jumps to hyperspace, just instead of coming out in the regular universe coming out in another,

You never explained how it works. that's all I wanted to know-and all you did was trail off and continue your escape with another zany sceme.

Jitano-Go ahead and post your reply IC.

I was under some stress at the time you know, what with my entire population about to be destroyed

Jhonny Agones stood up. He had been elected by his brother to be the ambassador from the USSU and now he is helping the IN defending their nation against enemies?
"I've heard of friends, but we haven't said anything about allies." He thought.

However, the Public Ambassador Archduke Ceron Agones, his younger big-brother is abroad to date some chick from another nation and his oldest brother, Marshal Recanter Agones, will soon be leavin earth with their new space fleet to colonize new planets, so that leave him, the youngest brother, here in the Imperial Navy. He is a sergeant, guarding a small town near the beaches where the new threat had landed, and his ten troops in his company are all from Umojan as well, as they are his secret bodyguards.

"I just can't believe that the Archduke doesn't send more troops, our army is well over ten million men strong, sir."
one of his soilders had walked up to him.

"Well, he couldn't, the soldiers were recently on a brink of war and he didn't have a clue what was happening. I believe that as soon as he finds out about this he will send more goodwill troops." Ceron answered.

"Yeah, you are probably right, Jhonny, but..."

Another one of his soldiers came running towards them.
"Sir, we have completed the evacuation of the closest blocks here in the city."

"Good, now I only hope the our reinforments will arrive, then the new enemies will be blasted."


OoC: Don't worry, I wont show up with troops, so no full-scale wars for me this time.

Jitano, we would be proud to fight alongside you. We have worked together on a few space campaigns, and now we work togther on the land.

Relaying co-ordinates for you to land at.

http://www.galacticbattles.com/clonecampaigns/images/box_smallrepublic.gifEmperor Daniel Marshall
Emperor of The Ultimate Empire of The Imperial Navy, Leader of The Imperial Colony of Tydus Prime, & CEO of The TIE Corporation
Member of the Western Europe Region

OOC: how many men should i send?

IC: Virgo III's will be diverted to those coordinates

Max of 100,000 troops.

OOC: righto then

IC: Jitanese troop breakdown:
10,000 Virgo III operators
50,000 Infantry
30,000 Maintenance personnel
10,000 Reconaisance specialists

equipment can be found on this thread ( scroll down all the way to get all the equipment)

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=117395&start=0&postdays=0&postorder=asc&highlight=

OOC: going offline for an hour or so, be back in a bit

OOC: I'm off for the evening myself, I'll get this really going in the morning. in the mean time, I'm off to eat dinner.

OOC-If I can't participate then just abondon this post.


IC-


Imperial Navy come in...blipI repeat Imperial navy come in...blip

Julian had been trying to communicate with The Imperial Navy for thirty three minutes exactly-and he still had no reposnse.

Imperial Navy, this is the Reconaisance vessel Hovvel 4. We have a confirmed sighting of some un-identified troops well past your border line. Come in, please...blip Come in Imperial navy.

34 minutes.

Julian threw down his headset and pushed a small blue button on the pannel above his head.

Any more Fox?.......FOX! Any more info?

A man at the console arround the partition from Julian snapped awake, and flicked the switches that his head had moved too their correct positions.

Uh, um yeah sure He mumbled arround the thin wall as he wiped his eyes and tideid his jacket. He started to yawn, but shut his mouth promptly, seeing Julain coming round the corner.

Christ Fox! You look like shit

Thanks Julian, real nice to know...Whad'ya want?

You said you had info on the Imperial Navy situation

And?

I want to see it?!

Well why didn't you just say that, here

Fox handed a small peice of paper to Julian, who looked back with shock.

You'r information is that 'Baddies are on the ground'?

No, it says; LOTS of baddies are on the ground! Idiot.

For gods sake Fox, get some damned good information or you'l be out that airlock!

Christ man, chill. This aint any of our buissness!

Just do it

Fox turned back to his control pannel as Julian stepped back to his.


------------>Three Hours




The small recon vessel shook violently as they continued surveying the situation on the ground.

Fox, looks like they don't want us here anymore! MOVE!!!

Finally, you speak something usefull oh font of un-nesescery knowledge! As you say, Moving

Two of the four engines kicked into action, the only two that worked after an encounter with Rebbel forces weeks ago. Then, after being struck a second time the Sub Atmosphere Recon Vessel, Hovvel 4 began zipping loudly towards the horizon.
The vehicle was one of the first created in the Pablicosta Space program 40 years ago, and now it was uninsured, and scraped through its last MOT. All that mant it barely moved without something falling off or breaking down, not good for missions into enemy territory.
But this was nutral.
As they passed a sight of Imperial troops another engine chugged toa halt.

Shiiiiit! Yelled Fox as the engine fell silent. With onbyl one engine they began falling, but in a loose spiral with one engine proppeling them weakly. They neared the ground, and Fox neared the emergency exit, he stood waiting alongside Julian for the altitude meter to go.

It goes at 500 metres right?

Yes Fox, 500 metres and it detatches.

Ok...

Fox watched as the wall mounted altitude meter, which was really a clock that Fox had messed with, began to fall.

900...

850...

800...

700...

600...

550...

525...

500...


Fox braced himself. Nothing. He looked back to the clock.

450...

425...

Holy cow Julian! It aint going!

Push the button, Push it!!!

Fuck no,you push it-I aint going all the way over their!

Fox pointed to the opposite wall, where a small tin box was mounted, possesing a large red button.

Julian frowned and stepped of the escape area, and toward the box.

250...

225...

He jarred his thumb on it, and leapt towards the escape area.

An allmighty clunk sounded as the walls arround the pair snapped shut and they flet themsleves proppeled outwards.

If we had those engines powring the ship maybe we would survive!

Shut up Fox!

As they near the ghround a parachute lefts out, followed by another. With two shoots they don't so much glide, as slow down as they fly towards the ground. They don't apear to be going at any safe pace, but they hit the ground anyway.
The uncontrolled pod saved their life, again.

Holy shit!

Julian, WATCH YOUR MOUTH!

Shut up again, look-those Imperial troops. Maybe they have comms, we could get home? lets go

Bu, Wha, If...

Fox didnt bother finsihing, and began trundling after Julian.

Jhonny and his squad entered the gunship, a small vessel with a couple of rockets and a machine-gun strapped onto it, and drove out to check out this new enemies, without getting orders from anyone. He turned to his men as they left the shores.

"OK, boys, you have all freely joined this operation, and so if we die, we will die free. You all know that if we are caught by anyone, we can get into serious problems, more serious that you can imagine."

He dismantled his 8mm Caseless Tryno rifle and pointed that the others should do the same with their 8mm Gauss Rifles.

The night had fallen, and a lot of ships were in the area. However, they didn't see the smal gunship, nor did they hear it because it had a custom modified silent engine so that non should hear it. The demoliton expert of the team walked up to Sergeant Agones.
"Jhonny, all are prepared and ready, we are now able to attack every ship within 5000 square metres within 3 minutes, and it should be enough for non to see."


"Yes, and I have already chosen a ship suitable for our boarding, that one over there."
He pointed at a medium-sized ship that served as a radar-jammer, one of many.
"Destroying it will help the Imperial Navy discover a portion of their fleet and hopely enough to slow down the enemies attacks on the Imperial forces."

The vessel sided up behind the ship and a convetnional ladder was put up.

"Now, it's showtime. We do the 3-4-3 tactic, lets roll!!"

"Report soldier."

"Sir, we had a recon vessel trying to contact us... but they just suddenly disapeared."

"Listen out for them. they may return at any second. Any reports on the enemy?"

"We've secured the plains, but we believe they are hiding in the jungle. Of course the obvious soloution would be to Napalm the place, but The Emperor does not want to damage our enviroment. It's too clean."

The General Studied reports, then recieved word.

"Our troops have met and engaged the enemy sir."

General Madin stood on the lowering ramp of his troop shuttle, watching the rest of his men offloading, their armour reflecting dull light from the setting sun, he slowly bounded down the ramp, his sidearm tapping lightly against his leg,
" All right men, get the base camp set up and commence communicatio0ns with TIN forces, i want a sit. rep. in 20 minutes, MOVE!"

double post

Directly after Jhonny had climbed up, the first of the three soldiers in his squad came up and when he was over the rail, the third came. But, in the same second the third made his face visible over the rail he was shot in the face by a guard and fell over number four, bringing them both under water.

"Holy crap, move it, we are under attack!!"
Jhonny returned fire and his comrade helped him. After twenty seconds the full force was aboard the ship and was under fire.

"Okay, we use the 4-4-2 tactic, ignore the 2. Destruction team move to the ship engines, we move to the cockpit."

One of the marines ran up to him and said:
"We've already lost another one, which team shall use the extra mari..."

An explosion blew the man up and Jhonny looked over the rail and saw that a small gunship was headed for them, and the man responsible for the explosion was already reloading his rocket launcher.

"Someone use his grenade-launcher against that boat, now!! My group go for the bridge now. Go go go!!"

A marine shot a grenade into the gunship and it blew up, providing them with light enough to see most other ships in the area, but also for the other ships to see them. At the same time Jhonny's squad left for the bridge.

"Okay, as I have the highest grade here, I'll take the command for now." A Corporal said and another one answered.

"Yeah, sure Vladimir."

The demolition group moved down, past some stairs, and was now and then interrupted by a group of guards or two.

**Five minutes later**

[code:1:41c89e0a25]
To: Commander of the TIN troops
Subject: The Unknown Forces
This is Sergeant Jhonny Agones from the Umojan Defence Ministry, under the command of the TIN forces, talking.
We have taken over one of the the ships that have hidden the enemy forces, but we have lost 6 of our ten troops.
The ship is still functional, should we keep it for forward use, or should we blow it up? Bombs are set and I have the detonator right here.
We have hostage from the enemy forces here, including a captain that looks pretty important, so they wont destory the ship while we're on it, but they know where we are. Should we execute the hostage when/if we leave, or should we take them with us?[/code:1:41c89e0a25]

*A line of Imperial Navy troops closed on the edge of the forest, meet and engaging the unknown enemies in close quarters combat. Laser bolts streaked back and forth across the battlefield, and it appeared that the Imperial Navy was gaining the upperhand, successfully pushing the enemies back into the forest.
*An RPV recon drone sailed over the battlefield, gathering visiual information on the location and deployment methods of the Imperial Navy troopers.
*Deep in the forest, a Metal Fake Command And Control vehicle sat, having luanched it's Recon drone to gather information, which was being transmitted back in real time to the operators inside the eight wheeled armored vehicle. Near it was a Metal Fake transport vehicle, but the trailers were the Metal Fakes would normally sit were empty.
*As the last of the unknown enemy troops either retrated or fell, a brief second of silence fell over the battlefield, the commanders of the attacking group debating weither or not to chase the enemy into the dense forest. Suddenly, three canisters shot forth from the lines of trees, each dispelling a thick cloud of smoke.*

Metal Fake Pilot 1: "Go!"

*At the spoken command, the Metal Fake moved forward at full run, breaking the lines of trees. It was a single Metal Fake, which was odd, as these things are normally deployed in groups of four. It bore no markings identifing as to which nation it belonged to, but it was a well known fact that only Krowemoh produces this particular kind of mecha.*

Metal Fake Pilot 1: "RFC! Sweeping fire pattern!"

*As he spoke the command, the 4 and a half meter tall mecha gripped hold of the 65mm Rapid Fire Cannon mounted on it's shoulder, sweeping the line of soldiers, spewing armor peircing death at high velocity. At the same time as the lead mecha's assualt, three LOSAT Anti-Tank missiles erupted from the treeline, streaking towards any armored vehicles that were on the battlefield. Three more Metal Fakes burst forth from their hiding places, as did another wave of soldiers, a few Weapons Grade Realains mixed in with the group too. With the support of the four mechas and the Realians, the enemies soldiers began to push back the Imperial Navy assualt force...*


((OOC: I'll be RPing a supposedly rogue force of Metal Fakes and Realians helping the bad guys. lol If anyone wants info on the Metal Fakes, feel free to ask and I'll give you teh link, mmkay? ^_^
The Metal Fakes are armed as follows: The lead Mecha has a 65mm Rapid Fire cannon on it's right arm, and a Grenade launcher on it's left arm, with a head mounted smoke discharger. The other three boost LOSAT Anti-Tank missile launchers and 25mm Machine guns, with head mounted grenade launchers and smoke dischargers. \
If modern dayish projectile weaponry isn't a good idea, then I suppose we could pretend the Metal Fakes have been jury rigged with Light Turbolasers and such forth, like Imperial Walkers.))

(Sorry 'bout the delay folks...)

A line of Imperial Eagle tanks engaged the Metal Fakes, driving them back with a constant stream of Plasma cannon fire. Plasma missiles dropped from Imperial bombers added to the casualties, but still more Metal Fakes were comming.

"Contact Krowemoh. Find out if they have any Metal Fakes missing. I recognise these machines..."

[code:1:3fedf63596]Communication to Sergeant Jhonny Agones:
From: Imperial forward command post
Secure the ship and bring it into an Imperial Harbor. we need to know their technology. Then we can formulate a defence. Imperial command out. [/code:1:3fedf63596]

*The response from Krowemoh came quickly.*

[code:1:6d30538c50]To: The Imperial Navy
From: Krowemohian Ministry of the Armed Forces
It will take some time to check stock and learn if any Metal Fakes are missing. Expect a response within the hour...

[END][/code:1:6d30538c50]

((OOC: TIN, could you TG me some info about the invaders? Like... Well, mainly... Do they have any tanks and such, what kind of tech they use?))

[code:1:28a2bad319]
To: Commander of the TIN troops
Subject: Returning to land
Okay, we will try. We have captured several of their workers and they are willing to work for us because they know that the only option is the bullet.
May the gods help us all...

End of transmittion.
[/code:1:28a2bad319]

Jhonny stood up. It was the hardest decision of his life. Would he follow orders or would he disobey them and actually have a chance to live? He chose the former. He told his troops of the position they had to make and they all elected the same as him because they all knew that no-one in the group would make it ashore alive. Two of the soldiers ran to the front of the boat to control a group of cannons and one went down to keep control on the prisoners. The last one waited until all the others but him and Jhonny had left and finally asked:
"What do you think are the chances for us surviving? I mean, all of us?"

Jhonny grinned evilly, showed the detonator and replied:
"Very small, but if we die, imagine their suprise when this boat and all things within 200 metres gets blowed into oblivion."

The soldier nodded and went to the navigation board and Jhonny straightened up:
"Course 1-2-0, corporal, and then go to the rear cannon to hold off any followers."