NationStates Jolt Archive

I declare war on the United Nations. All peace treaties are rejected. Resistence is futile. :evil: :tantrum:

Hands nOOb lolly pop...Go home kid...
P.S. I'm not in the UN so :mrgreen:

Slow down there Mr. Borg. Read the stickies at the tops of the forums.

"General its that time of year again."
"Already? Geez time flies when your winning wars."
General Legoman has decreed that all painball pro soldiers are going to war.
"Your target is a week absent minded country that uses paper airplanes and carboard soldiers. Charge them carefully due to the radioactive pencils used on them. Happy hunting."
OCC: SOrry i just couldn't resist. :twisted:

As news of the Declaration of War was brought before the Parliament of the Queendom of Mezzenrach, the Minister of Defense was called into a private session with the Queen.

"What are your recommendations, Acron," Queen Mezzen asked the dimunitive Minister of Defense standing before her throne.

"Your Majesty," Acron the Short began, "the nation of Rabid Marmots has declared war on all members of the United Nations. I feel that a pre-emptive strike of our new TX-505's will put a quick end to this horrendous act."

"What is the yield of the TX-505's," the Queen asked, as she looked distractedly over at Fusbar, her pet Leopard, curled up by her feet.

"The four MIRV's each yield 50 Megatons, and there are also the 'shadow' warheads, which will prevent any anti-missle system from locking on correctly." Acron the Short seemed quite excited at the prospect of another opportunity to prove the usefullness of Mezzenrach's stockpile of nuclear devices.

"Well, I suppose it is the best way," the Queen replied, seemingly bored with the topic. "When can we launch?"

With that, Acron the Short called in the Lietenant carrying the portable launcher. "Just look into this eye-scanner," he said to the Queen as he punched several codes into the device.

"Now, all you need to do is press the red button."

"Good, let's get this over with, I'd like to go to the spa as soon as possible. Oh, how many of these things are we launching?" the Queen asked, almost as an afterthought, as she pressed the button, sending the signal to launch the missles.

"In total," Acron began, "only three missles - so, a total of 12 warheads."

"Ah, I see," Queen Mezzen said, "Quite right, I think. Yes, quite right."

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As the three ICBM's were launched from beneath their mountain silo the sky lit up with the fire of the main rocket boosters. The flight would be short, as the rockets ripped through the atmosphere, diving towards their target. The MIRV's separated from the final stage and each acquired their targets without any difficulty.

Seven-and-one-half minutes after the launch the explosions registered on the seismic sensors around the world ....

But was it enough, Acron wondered, as he examined the seismic readouts. "Will this stop them?"

As the three ICBM's were launched from beneath their mountain silo the sky lit up with the fire of the main rocket boosters. The flight would be short, as the rockets ripped through the atmosphere, diving towards their target. The MIRV's separated from the final stage and each acquired their targets without any difficulty.

Seven-and-one-half minutes after the launch the explosions registered on the seismic sensors around the world ....

But was it enough, Acron wondered, as he examined the seismic readouts. "Will this stop them?"((OOC: You realize that 12 nukes detonated all in one place would shift the orbit of the earth, and thus kill us all? I guess not.))
IC:
As the island of Bandonia to the south of the Resi Corporation is a United Nations nation, and Resi Corp has holdings of this nation, we have taken this as an attack on us. As we speak, our ortillary satellites are drawing various curse words all over the face of Rabid Marmots from space. Written on their nation in half-mile-deep trenches are the words "Here there be f*cktards," with an arrow pointing from the word to their capital. This writing is visible from space.