NationStates Jolt Archive

As Amethyst Fyreheart looked out the window of Fyre Force One, he could see the thousands of people awaiting his arrival back home in Fyreheart. The plane cruised down towards the landing strip. It was a beautiful sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. But clouds loomed over the horizon. Not rain cliuds though. Moral clouds of dilemma. Today, he had to decide whether or not to go to war to stop an illegal slave trade in Tuttsville. Decide whether or not to send men off to fight from a nation that was tired of death and dying.

"Nathan, look at this crowd. It seems I am still appreciated eh?"

General Hurst smiled. "Of course you are. The people of Fyreheart are still grateful for you sir. You may be old, but you're not dead."

"Gee, thanks Nathan."

"Always a pleasure sir," said Hurst as he playfully punched his Prime Minister in the shoulder.

Hurst and Fyreheart had always been friends, even before Amethyst had risen to power. And what a rise. Defeating his own brothers dictatorship years ago, to most recentyly defeating The Old Ways uprising, to the numerous allies Fyreheart had been graced with. It had been a truly glorious 29 years.

The police and secret sefice escorts were waiting as the plane touched down. The plane jolted as the pilot swerved to avoid a flock of Phoenix's on the runway.

Fyreheart grimaced. "Damn birds. I shoulda put them on the dinner plate years ago."

The plane was almost stopped. The escorts began lining up in the designated disembarking procedure. The carpet was rolled out and the Fyreheartian flag hoisted high in the air. The cheers of the eager crowd were deafening.

The planes ramp lowered and Hurst appeared first. He came down the steps to an ovation. Then came the Ministerial cabinet. Cheers for them too. Then it was almost silent for a moment.

Amethyst Fyreheart appeared in the doorway. The crowd would have exploded if they were C4. The cheers were loud as loud could be. Fyreheart waved and began descending the plane stairs towards the earth...

He watched as the plane came into view. He made sure his rifle was armed and unlocked.

Jack looked down and prayed silently. He was nervous, this was his last mission of his life. He had answered Emperor Van Guren's call to assasinate Amethyst Fyreheart. Jack had C4 charges wrapped all around his body under the thick brown coat he was wearing. Jack had went through all trouble to make himself look like a cowboy. He threw down his cigarette and squished it with his boot.

He saw the plane swerve on the runway to avoid a flock of phoenixes. It was a beautiful plane, and then he reminded himself of the mission. He was in the center of the crowd, sitting in a tree. He had made sure he looked discreet, and lifted up his sniper rifle. This was the day...

Jack cocked the gun one last time, and looked up again to see Amethyst stepping down the stairs of the plane.

Jack pushed the eyepiece hard against his eye. He looked down with his right eye, and unlocked the C4s. All that he had to do now was push the button, but that came after the sniping.

He focused in on Amethyst. The bastard would die..now. Jack pulled his sweaty finger back, and the bullet zoomed out.

The bullet was speeding through the air, only a few people had heard the click of the rifle. The bullet was speeding and speeding, everything was a blur. Then paleness in front of it...it collided in the middle of a man's head. Amethyst Fyreheart collapsed to the ground.

People screamed in terror. They were running, trampling each other to death. Children were crying, and then seconds later, Jack jumped down. He ran to the largest crowd he could find, and screamed...

"FOR EMPEROR VAN GUREN, MY KING! GOD FORGIVE ME!"

A huge explosion went off. Hundreds around collapsed in a fiery rush of death. Hundreds more flew in the air, and hit the ground with a thud. And even hundreds more began screaming and crying, children, women, men dead. Hundreds upon hundreds were dead, marred and twisted. Blood was running as a river, the grass had turned brown from all the blood.

The last thing Jack ever saw was a red flash, the things he left behind. The Hell he would go to. The people he had killed. All in the name of Emperor Josef Van Guren.

The airport was in chaos. Hundreds upon hundreds were dead or on fire.

Hurst got up from the ground and looked around. He couldn't see past 50 feet. There was too much smoke from the explosion.

"Fyreheart! Amethyst!"

No answer. Hurst jumped up and began to make his way back towards the plane. No sign of any government officials period. He walked further and saw a body. His heart skipped a beat until he realized it was only one of Fyreheart's aides. He bent down and saw it was Harkey Glouten, an 19 year old intern.

"Gods around us...who would do such a thing..."

"Hurst!"

The General looked up to see Agent Flouter. "Over here!"

"What in the name of Isis happened?"

"Probably a terrorist act. Where's the Prime Minister!?"

"No clue. This way!"

Hurst and Flouter ran over to a crowd of people. They were all dead.

"Good Gods Flouter!"

Ambulances were starting to arrive. Medics jumped out to attend to the victims.

Flouter was standing not too far away, just staring at the ground. At a body.

Hurst walked over, already knowing who it was.

There, on the ground, was his friend Amethyst Fyreheart. Bullet hole in his forehead, right between the eyes. Hurst knelt down and just stared.

Amethyst Fyreheart was dead. Looking back at Hurst through unseeing eyes, lying on a still-burning sign that read, "Long Live Fyreheart."

BLAM

"What the hell?"

Nankinese liason officer Mark Hopping ran out of the airport terminal to the sight of death and destruction. A body came flying square at him - giving Mark only seconds to duck as it slammed into the window next to him.

"MY god..."

He looked up again to see a swarm of bodies near the area that was scheduled to hold the reception of- shit. Mark sprinted across the runway towards the plane, pulling out his badge and M9 as he reached the outskirts of the crowd.

"Excuse me, let me through!" He yelled as he shoved people out of the way. One crazied fanatic jumped in front of him and he had to crack him in the head his his pistol to get free. The blood ran down his hand as he continued to push forward, reaching the....body....

The airport was still in chaos, and even moreaso now, as people began to regain their senses. More medics had arrived to tend to the injured, and there were plenty of them. Assorted bodies and body parts lay everywhere. It was a truly gruesome scene.

Hurst and Flouter were trying to keep as much control as possible.

"Flouter, did you...hear what the guy yelled?"

"Yeah...yeah I did Nathan."

"So I'm not crazy?"

"Nope."

By now the crowd, or at least some of it, had realized that they were protecting that body for a reason. They began to wander through to take a look.

"People please! Move away!"

One woman screamed. "OH MY GODS! HE'S...DEAD! NOOOOO!!"

The rest of the small crowd who had noticed them either burst into tears or just stood in a silent remorseful kind of sadness.

Others wandered through dazed, trying to find their loved ones, dead or alive.

Either way, the Fyreheartian government was now without a leader. And Hurst and Flouter already had an idea of who to blame. After all, the idiot had shouted his name.

"Nathan?"

"Yeah Adam?"

"We're going to war soon aren't we?"

"You bet your ass."

Bump.

*The next day, The acting president receives many new telegrams, one of which is from the Raysian Commander in Chief*

Mr. Acting President of Fyreheart,

We heard about your recent attack, and would like to know more about why you came under fire. We heard something about fighting against slave trading, and we beleive this is a worthy cause. I'm going to keep this short, and say that if you need any help, in funding or in military (air) power, come to us. We would be happy to fight along side you. please telegram us back with your reply and some more information on the enemy. ((Either here or a real telegram))

http://www.bateshome.com/jordan/kr.gif*You can tell they are very serious about their offer, and infer that even if you don't want an alliance, they will probably fight in this war anyway, just because they strive to fight evil*

The cynical Emperor Josef Van Guren was sitting in his office. He turned on the news, and he saw what had happened. He laughed until he could laugh no more.

He called the Defense Minister into the room, who was very shaky from shock. Apparently, the Emperor had told noone of his plan.

"James, I believe you have seen what has happened. I am declaring Martial Law, and any citizen that violates my law will be murdered promptly. Prepare for war with Fyreheart, and knowing he has many allies.."
"You crazy bastard, we ARE one of his allies! Just what the HELL do you think you're doing, you'll have us all kil-"
"NONSENSE! YOU WORTHLESS SCUM! You listen as I say, or your family will not live to see the night!"
James burst into tears. He had no other choice, he would do as the man said.
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By order of Law of the Emperor, Martial Law has been declared, and no citizen shall exit their homes between the hours of 4 pm-8 am. Violaters will be killed on the spot, and if anyone should speak out, they will be killed also.
By order of Imperial Law of the Emperor, war has been declared on the nation of Fyreheart. Our military is ready and prepared, and they will be squashed.
The nation of Fyreheart is an evil nation, one of Satanic origin! We will squish this evil nation to the death! Damn them!

After this news aired, people began weeping. "What have we done...?" Then soon they became angry. Violent protests and rioting has begun in cities across the country. The Emperor is trying to control the situation, and over 451 have been killed, by order of his new law.

OOC: I really don't think that about you Fyreheart (satanic), but just for the effect of the RP, it's staying.

We express our sorrow to the nation of Fyreheart, and we will assist.

As for the agreesor, we shall find out.

Foreign Affairs Ministry

Amethyst Fyreheart was a good friend to our Nation.

President James Todler has delivered a moving address - speaking of the fond memories of the RGGA - when Wolfish, Fyreheart, Omz222, Nankin, Fik and others walked through the NationStates world as gods.

He spoke of the personal friendship he had with Amethyst - by far the oldest of the RGGA leaders - a respected and wise man. How when one day Amethyst called and requested help because of the Old Ways uprising in Fyreheart - there was no question that Wolfish forces would respond - would shed blood and die with honour beside our allies.

Amethyst Fyreheart will be missed.

All flags in Wolfish have been lowered to half mast. All government offices are closed for an official day of mourning.

Dear Lord, he is dead! A long friend of the people of Parthenon and Intergallactic Hell. His life is gone, but his soul will always remain.

Damion Angelfire
President
http://www.angelfire.com/games3/cyberjoe/Images/Zell.jpg

The Federation condemns the terrorist attack and assassination of a noble leader. Full military and economic sanctions are hereby in effect on Isla de Penguinata for its involvement in the attacks and reports of brutual repression of its citizens.

As in Wolfish, the flags flying over all official government buildings have been lowered to half-mast. We offer our condolenses to the people of Fyreheart. We also wish you luck in your war. May the evil Penguin-people be punished for this act.

A young man abruptly came on the television screen:

Those of the international community! We are being oppressed! Our Emperor is insane, we do not support him! God help us! Help!!

Men dressed in nothing but black burst into the room, and shot the man dead.

All those opposing the Emperor will be murdered...do not forget! Long live Van Guren!

Open revolts are plaguing Isla de Penguinata. The Emperor has 10,000 men surrounding his compound, as well as stinger missile systems, and has threatened to launch our entire arsenal of Tomahawk missiles at cities who continue to revolt against the Emperor's authority.

We propose that the M10 now declares war on Isla de Penguinata's government, besides economic sanctions.

Foreign Affairs Ministry

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Hangrak Air Force Base, near Osaria

"Takeoff."

A MB-52I Megafortress Streategic Bomber, takes off. Its offensive weapons mainly include EAW-12 Air-launched Cruise Missiles

Its target --- the Emperor's palace.

"Emperor, Omz is sending a strategic bomber armed with cruise missiles to attack the palace!"
"What?! Send fighters to intercept it!"
"Yessir!"

10 F-62s are on their way to intercept the strategic bomber.

*President K.E. Howitzer was sitting at his desk as he heard of the chaos going around at the airport in a forign nation.

Pres: What the h3ck happened out there?

Advis: Explosion/assasination attempt

Pres: Oh okay, well.....uh......God Dammit where is my Lunch!!!!!!!!

150 Billion USD has just been placed into IdP's accounts. Enjoy.

A Federation experimental X-ray laser satellite suffers a "malfunction" while in orbit over Isla de Penguinata and detonates at low-yield. The beam focusing rings direct the laser at the Isla de Penguinata palace... while it is not strong enough to really destroy anything, the resultant EMP should be enough to destroy any electronics within a 10 mile radius of the palace.

Defensive Systems Operator

Hmm... Fighter objects. Jam, flare, and chaffs., he thought swiftly.

Quickly, the ECM Jamming system is turned on, to attempt to jam the F-62's radar signals.

Soon, followed, 12 AIM-120 AMRAAM missiles broke off the rack, launching tehm at the 10 F-62s.

Quickly followed, the pilot and the copilot rose the MB-52I's altitude to 35,000 feet.

Suddenly, 4 EAW-12ER long-range Stealth Air-launched Cruise Missiles broke off. Its target: the emperor's palace.

(OOC: For more info on the MB-52I: http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=1489217#1489217

Under Advanced Systems section.)

OOC: for all who are curious, the Megafortress was in a Dale Brown book - it's an unbelieveable weapon.

*President K.E. Howitzer waits patiently for his lunch*

OOC: for all who are curious, the Megafortress was in a Dale Brown book - it's an unbelieveable weapon.

OOC: Dale Brown's novels are part of the reason I decided I wanted to be an aerospace engineer. :) McLeod and I are both fans of his work, so we've been working together to bring some of those concepts to fruition.

OOC: for all who are curious, the Megafortress was in a Dale Brown book - it's an unbelieveable weapon.

OOC: Dale Brown's novels are part of the reason I decided I wanted to be an aerospace engineer. :) McLeod and I are both fans of his work, so we've been working together to bring some of those concepts to fruition.

[last hijack]Cool[/last hijack]

OOC: for all who are curious, the Megafortress was in a Dale Brown book - it's an unbelieveable weapon.
OOC: The Megafortress CSJ made was mentioned in a real book!? :shock:

OOC: for all who are curious, the Megafortress was in a Dale Brown book - it's an unbelieveable weapon.
OOC: The Megafortress CSJ made was mentioned in a real book!? :shock:

"Flight of the Old Dog" by Dale Brown - late 80's

http://halex.tripod.com/dalebrown.html

AC-s, your post is ignored. Nobody invited you to RP here. :roll:

"Damnit! Hawk 1 to Command! We've lost it!"
"Affirmative Hawk 1. Have any missles been released?"
"...."
"Hawk 1! Have any missiles been released?!"
This was the pilot's moment. He could ensure freedom for his country if he lied. There was no order to break..
"No sir, no missiles have been released.."

The missiles went soaring past, they would hit the palace in 5 minutes. The pilot was proud, he had just liberated a nation. Sure, there would still be opposition..but he, Jake McDermont had just ensured the death of the crazed Emperor.
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The Emperor was sitting at his desk, flirting with his aide. He looked up, and thought he saw a plane. It got closer and closer, and he screamed, terrified, and tried to trun. He fell, and a huge ball of fire erupted.

The Emperor was dead, and the immediate vincity completely destroyed. Hundreds were dead...

The fate of the empire rested in the Imperial Guard...

IdP I'm giving you a 50% discount at my stores:

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=56577&highlight=

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=64127&highlight=

AC-s, your post is ignored. Nobody invited you to RP here. :roll:

OOC: Excuse me? No one said this was invite-only. So, that means you either need to start kicking other people out... or respond accordingly to the "accident" that occured over your head. Unless you're ignoring it because it's more convenient for you that way.

"Bombardier, inform the data from the camera of the cruise missiles", the Engineer said.

"All targeted correctly. The palace is now a fireball, I hope. Camera data terimated after cruise missile flied about 12 feet from the palace. All success."

"Good."

The MB-52I, turns back, and raced home at a speed of Mach 0.94.

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This shall teach IdP's Emperor about hurting other nation's people.

This is just a move, incase IdP's Emperor wants to hurt our President. We would liek to announce that this is in no way a "revenge" for the Fyreheartian Presiden's murder, although we expressed our sorrow.

Foreign Affairs Ministry

2 days later.....

It was a beautiful sight, minus the fact that this was the darkest in in the history of Fyreheart.

The funeral procession stretched for miles, and the amount of people and secruity was unbelievable. Car after car of various Fyreheartian allies, and various ministerial cabinet members.

Tens of thousands of people lined on the sidewalks. Some crying, some standing proud, knowing in the hearts that Fyreheart would survive. Some enraged, wanting war with Isla de Penguinata, a former ally.

But all were mourning.

The destination was Plution Cemetary, the only cemetary in Fyreheart that was a national landmark. The official ceremony was going to be a private, government, friends, and family only function. For the citizens of Fyreheart, General Hurst would deliver a public eulogy at some point next week and give details on how to give last respects, and condolences. The sheer number of attendees would make a public event impossible.

But for now, let things be done.

The procession proceeded down Capital Road in Pagania, past the capital building where Fyreheart had lived. Past Fyreheartian High Command, past the National Library, and towards Plution Cemetary.

Upon arriving at the cemetary, the procession flowed in the gates, and headed for the private section where the most important people were laid to rest. Fyrehearts wife, who had died 3 years prior, was waiting for her husband.

Hundreds of people stood outside the gates, trying to see a last glimpse of their great leader.

Fyrehearts family exited the car, and made their way to the podium that was set up just beside the gravesite. Although the ceremony was to be private, their was a sound system set up so citizens could have at least a small part in the proceedings.

The Fyreheart National Anthem played, and the ceremony began.

"Premier Riyth!! Fyreheart is dead!"

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Sir, last night, he was shot through in the head and then the shooter blew himself up - tons dead."

"My god.....do we...do we have any assets in place?" He trmebled as he spoke those words. MY friend, dead? This wasn't right, well, he had one of the best militaries in the regions in place...

"Sir, you're sweating, here, take my towel." The aide handed over the towel that was wrapped around his waist and tried to settle down the now pale Riyth.

"Thank you."

"Think nothing of it, but yes, we have some military forces in place. WE have a military liason officer, Mark Hoppings, over there right now. We also have 4 carrier battlegroups inbetween ourselvs and LRR."

"Ok, talk to Ragger, I want a full military response, dismissed."

"Yes, sir!"

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Why'd you have to go, Fyreheart? Damn, IdP's goign to pay. Not smart of them to have broadcasted their message so quickly. But now I can help. HE glanced outside into the autumn sky as the leaves were in their process of changing colors. All 6 flag poles outside were flying their flags at half-mast and the crisp blue sky just...just sat there.

"I want the 26th Airborne Division ready. We just bought them some new toys, let them play. Get a couple of battlegroups over there too."

"Right away, general!"

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100 C-141B Starlifters began their ascent from North Point to IdP. Along the way, they would be refueled by KC-10s, and then would drop their loads in the skies high above the rogue nation - 10,000 troops and 100 M-8 light tanks. Lifting off from 20 Tactical Air Command bases in the northern part of the country are 75 F-62Cs loaded with 18 Sparrow air-to-air missiles each with the mission of escort.

3 carrier battlegroups (including the Perestroika defending the amphib based 301st Armored Cav) have been routed to the coast off IdP. From 500 miles out, 100 F/A-18 Hornets are launched - each armed with 4 LASM air-to-ground missiles. These will be targeting SAM and radar sites.

ETA for Hornets: 30 minutes
Starlifters and Warbirds: 1.5 hours.

OOC: IdP, I know you don't think I'm satanic, lol. It's cool.

http://www.osvpublishing.com/images/mission/funeral.jpg

http://www.terato.com/v8/images-up/babylove/crying.gif

[Oh, forgot to add it, so i'll just make it like a telegram was sent to all member nations.]

******FLASH CHANNEL 14SF4************

M10 members are authorized to take all prudent and necessary action in reaction to the killing of Fyreheart's leader. NBC weapons are prohibited unless warranted.

*************************************

(Following Nankin's post)

Four EB-52Cs armed with Wolverine cruise missiles head towards the IdP coastline, with NIRTSSAT coverage launched by a DC-10 providing targetting information to the crews.

We may conduct air strikes... soon.

Foreign Affairs Ministry

OOC: Wolfish, I saw your post on the regional board. Was he reallt that respected? Did I make more of an impact than I realized? :?

OOC: Why did IdP take out Fyreheart? I was under the impression that he was in M10.

OOC: Why did IdP take out Fyreheart? I was under the impression that he was in M10.
OOC: He wants a new start... SO just take over his country and let him start again, fresh :twisted:

OOC: Why did IdP take out Fyreheart? I was under the impression that he was in M10.

OOC: Basically, I wanted a way to hold elections, and IdP wants a fresh start like Omz said. It's not a breakdown of alliance, just a short break in IC friendships to kill two birds with one stone.

OOC: In order to make this more nteresting, IdP, you could still have a lot of government members and the entire military supportign teh emperor, and that would beign a full scale invasion, which is fun and you can start over completely.

The 100 airbnorne members of Mobius Flight swarmed to the IdPian coastline. The Superhornets dove in low and armed their missiles as they broke into 20 elements of 5 each. THey formed a large wall as the turbulence shook the aircrafts which were now slipping between supersonic and subsonic speeds for their mombing runs.

At 4 miles out each plane release their 4 LASMs seconds after each other and the horizon was covered in contrails from the missiles. The missiles were targeted for radar and SAM sites along the immediate coast and hits were registered by airborne E-2C+s from the Perestroika.

4 JSTARS will be following the C-141s in.

Semi-secret IC:

Quietly, 6 OF/A-22C Raptor fighter jets took off, and heads toward the IdP coastline.

Since IdP is almost next door to Omzian Nation, they only have to carry 4 drop tanks.

Each of them carries 2 AIM-201 Scorpion short range missiles [OOC: Basically a CSJ-developed sidewinder more immune to flares, more faster, and more agile and has a much longer range] for self-defence, and 8 Small Diameter Bombs --- the SDBs are only weigh 250lbs --- but they are lethal, too.

There are still thousands of government and military officials loyal to the now dead Emperor. General Joshua Benn has taken over, killing and oppressing millions of Penguinatans.

There have been extremely violent protests in many cities, and Penguinatans are desperately trying to tell the international community that they are in no way supportive of the Emperor's actions. Jake McDermont, the "traitor" to the Emperor who caused his demise, has formed the PFF (Penguinatan Freedom Front) and is rising quickly in the opposition.

The Imperial Guard is prepared to defend the nation, and must now fight a Civil War also. It numbers around 2 million, and with the defense budget suffering, there is only a ground force. Stinger missile sites have been placed all over the country and in all cities. Opposition groups are destroying these sites randomly..

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Message From Jake McDermont To International Community:

I cannot say much, except that I will support you and your troops if you invade. We will see you as liberators, but the Imperial Guard is too strong to fight alone. We will help you when you arrive, but please, please restrain from bombing civilian targets. Most Penguinatans are scared and hate the Imperial government. I must go, and hope I get a response. The PFF is with you!

We will only bomb governmental targets, and military targets that is athreat to the process of bombing governmental targets.

We will try as hard as possible to not strike civilian targets.

Foreign Affairs Ministry

"Fly low!", the Captain of the mini-squadron said.

Suddenly, the 6 OF/A-22C Raptors fled downwards, achieving an altitude of 1000ft, cruising at a speed of Mach 1.7. This would avoid radars detecting them.

Then, they broke into 3 groups, 2 OF/A-22s each.

Suddenly, on the beachhead, 2 Raptors passed over a pro-Emperor Military Command Center, and quickly, dropped its deadly ordinace: a total of 4 SDBs.

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The other 2, broke off. Soon, they found a surface-to-air missile site, and quickly, dropped 2 SDBs.

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The final group, fled farther. This time, they cruised to an air force base --- and dropped another batch of 8 SDBs on its runways --- the Omzian planes can arrive at the dirt strips, anyways.

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They all fled on.

The Imperial Military Base was decimated. They had no time to react, mainly fault of the crappy radars they had. Over 2,511 are dead and thousands more injured.

General Josh (as he's called) has declared total war on Nankin, Omz, and the rest of M10.

Jake McDermont has won the city of Jostvinsk, southwest of Arctique City (the capital). The city will now be the PFF Base of Operations. Hundreds of thousands of opposition troops have begun attacking strategic locations all over the country.

Jake McDermont:

I am now requesting that you all now send in ground forces. We are ready to crush our Imperial oppressors! Please, hurry! We congratulate Omz on their successful attack!

The 6 OF/A-22Cs, heads toward their final target: near the capital city.

They fled low, and dropped 36 of their SDBs --- all on SAM sites around the capital city.

Then, quickly, they climbed upwards, to an altitude of 20,000 feet at a speed of Mach 1 and fled off.

The 6 were piloted by one of the best pilots in Omzian Nation, after all.

Bumpination!!

Ferrussia, who does not forget her allies quickly, has held a memorial service for the late Amethyst Fyreheart. A man loved by Ferrussia and the world, his loss will not be taken lightly. Flags flew at half mast country-wide for 3 days after his death.

Ferrussia leaves its assistance open to Fyreheart and her allies who are invading IdP. We feel a regime change is not only prudent, but neccessary. Our forces are at your disposal, all you must do is ask.

OOC: you know what? this is one of the most sensible rp's i seen here in NS, good one guys!!! don't let other warmongering nations ruin this one!!! :wink: can i join? oh, i've also read the flight of the old dog...it is really good for jumping point to understand planes and defense systems..really good!!! :) i'll just start with a preamble then i'll take it from there if you agree... :wink:

IC:

"Hell of a place..." illegal intel operator !st colonel Mikael Rave mutters to himself using his binoculars to scan the place just like a wide-eyed tourist would do...

It is really a hell of a place...his director of operations has directly ordered him to go to this place for just background surveillance and standard recon weeks ago. His boss even make a joke t hat it might become an extended vacation, all expense trip, what an asshole...why the hell didn't he just send his formal suit diplo-potties to get the job done? why me? Really boring, earghhh!!! he muses silently...but boring or not, he will get the job done just because he remember 7years ago that he has sworn an oath to protect, preserve and defend his motherland and damned if he will not take it seriously...

so one fine morning, while catching a tip that a high-level government offivial will visit here(he is surprised at just high level it is)...


Phtttt!!!......then a few moment later, chaos erupted...

"Shit, sound like a silent rifle...who fucks who?" time for some action...he grins discreetly...

he, walks slowly towards the area, silently scanning the area for the location of the assasin while the people around him is now panicking; screams of horror can be heard; paramedics and all sort of militia's are coming to stir up some hell...good for them, he muses...

"Wait, that guy...shit, one of the top wanted terrorists..what the hell is he doing in here?" he thinks then quickly analyze his situation:

a. He can do nothing letting the course of history runs by itself as it is not ordered to him to take any action to command notice to himself or to others
b. He can intervene, flicking his small, military issued knife directly to the head of the would be assasin thus changing history before a possible war that would erupt because of this or
c. Relax, take a popcorn and watch the show..nearly identical to a...in the end, he choose a as because there are no popcorn stall nearby to provide him some...

then he heard a shout.."FOR EMPEROR VAN GUREN, MY KING, GOD FORGIVE ME!"...then BOOM, the massive blast of C4 erupts sending blood and chaos to the people surrunding the the suicidal terrorist/assasin/martyr dooming its owner but sending people to hell with him or so he believes...

"Holy shit!!!" this is spectactcular...all my life, I've never seen it beautifully done like this...one dedicated man, commiting himself to a mission that is a one way trip to death, for God, country or to what ever idealistic bullshit that man believes...amazing...human ingenuity at its finest...he smiles to acknowledge the work of the assasin...somehow he felt some semblance of connection to him...maybe we're just the same in work ethics...just like the Emperor....ahehehehehe...much to his chagrin.

"Good work Joe, now may God have mercy on your soul..." he muses quietly, then immediately sprint off to the other direction to take cover from the authorities as to not notice him...he needed to report this immediately as in NOW.

He immediately notice a payphone to the north of him then he quickly dialled the only number given to him that connects him to his homeland...

"Hello!!! You just called at the right number!!! This is the toilet seat repair hotline!!! If there is shit, then we can clean it at an affordable prize!!!" an operator anounces cheerily at the other line.

(Hell of line, is this really the right number? wait lemme check...yeah this is the right one...) "Hello, I just saw a pigeon drops it shit at my very favorite formal suit now what the hell can I do about it?

"What happen to the pigeon?"

"It drops dead, maybe because it can't handle its own poopies, you know, he carries large poopies with him, I can't blame him through, maybe he has eaten something bad or I don't know...now what do I do about my formal suit?"

"What kind of formal suit?"

"The highest one...really my favorite because it has the highest insignia of honor I received when I've graduated last year..."

"I see...we have no instructions still about that kind of accidents sir...I still need it to report to my manager, if you want, you can call again next time..."

"Shit, what about my formal suit?" he asks feigning anger in his masked question.

"Well, personal advice sir, leave it be for the moment at the clothesline sir, maybe the weather will remove the shit by itself...just observe for the moment in any changes of that shit...if it is still there, call us again...now thank you for your kind support and cooperation, if you have no more questions then good bye!!!" the phone drops dead...

"Well shit, whatwill happen to the 'weather' or the 'formal suit'? Oh well, this is an all expense trip so why not take advantage of it?" I'll just call again next day, see what will happen...

as it was, he never foreseen war, civil nor global happening in the near future due to what he has not done...aahhh human frailties never cease in life...

TO BE CONTINUED

The four EB-52s flew low over IdP, using COLA terrain following radar systems to navigate between hills and buildings.

As they reached the release point, each fired 6 Wolverine cruise missiles at a large military airfield north of Jostvinsk. Each missile deployed small stub wings and streaked off just below the speed of sound, using a similar terrain following system to the EB-52s.

Each missile contains four bays and a small 100lb warhead. Once the three forward bays of submunitions are released over targets, the missile will act as a bomb, hitting a further fourth target. The guidance systems allow the missiles to re-attack targets not destroyed until all munitions are released.

The fourth bay carries small chaff and flare deployers, enough to decoy basic SAM systems, and combined with active surfaces on the missiles, this makes them very hard to shoot down.

As the missiles flew off, the four large aircraft turned back, and headed towards McLeod03 at Mach 0.8

OOC: Deleted since someone just now thought to say that it was M10 only.

The F/A-18s circled around underneath as the 100 C-141B Starlifters came "feet-dry" over the now bombed out coast of IdP. 50 of them fell to 1 mile above the earth as their rear bay doors slowly opened up. From out of the morning sky, 10,000 chutes eventually made their way open and dotted the clear blue sky. Each one was a Nankinese Airborne trooper - armed with an M4A2 and enough supplies for 2 weeks of fighting. Behind them, the other 50 -141s dropped even lower. Each soldier could see the transports in a steep dive - their rear doors opening as well. Once the Starlifters were at 50 meters, they ejected their payload. 100 M-8 light tanks shot out of the planes and awkwardly floated to the ground, slamming out of their parachutes once they hit the earth.

These would be the support for the soldiers who were just now reaching the ground. The first incursion had been made - signaled by an overflight of 5 F-62C Warbirds.

Imperial Military Facilities have suffered much damage, and thousands of Imperial Guard men have been killed. The PFF is making huge gains, and graciously thanks McLeod03 for bombing the military facility north of Jostvinsk, it has been a thorn in their side for a while.

Secret PFF reports have been sent to all invading nations to swiftly take the capital, and then most of the Imperial Guard would be wiped out then. The PFF has ordered an underground (not literally under ground) evacuation of Arctique City, and will give the green light to all nations as to when to carpet bomb the city.

Jake McDermont: (secret)
We are gaining much territory on this bastard island. We have lost ground in areas just outside of Arctique City, but just southeast of it, we have established a stronghold, and we have captured the Base of Operations for the 1st Armored Division! I have the list below, and we will surely be able to sweep inside from the southeast. First, we'll need a carpet-bombing of the city, but that's going to be after I've made sure all civilians loyal to the PFF and opposition have left. Those who stay deserve to die, their stupidity will lead to their downfall. Thank you again, you guys have been great help! Hopefully this oppressive regime will collapse within in a few days..

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OOC: This is the first RP I'm actually enjoying, all the ones before have been cluttered with b/s. Sorry to all nations that want to jump in, but I can't allow you to do that. :? Only nations of M10 are allowed to enter this fight, as it is basically an M10 issue. Sorry again.. :(

1st Armored Division

350 M1A2 Abrams tanks
200 WarCycles
300 MT-14 Medium Tanks
1000 Humvees
1500 APCs
250 Leopard III Tanks
50 155mm Howitzers
100 Hinds
50 Ah-64 Apaches
50 KH-4 Raptors
1000 Minigun Tanks
1000 Mobile Rockos
1000 Half-Tracks
1250 88mm Artillery Guns
40 Gun Dragon Attack Helicopters
75 Uh-60 Pave Low IIIs
350 MRLS’s
125 Devastator Tanks

OOC: IdP, you sure you want to declare war on me? I mean, my mode of transportation is futuretech and all of my infantry is battlearmor.

OOC: IdP, you sure you want to declare war on me? I mean, my mode of transportation is futuretech and all of my infantry is battlearmor.

OOC:

Did I say that I declared war on you? :P Besides, if you do attack me, it would only be the regime. So basically you'd be "helping" me, not hurting. :wink:

The PFF is making huge gains, and graciously thanks Ferrussia for bombing the military facility north of Jostvinsk, it has been a thorn in their side for a while.

Er, what? As much as I'd like to take credit, that was McLeod03.

However, we'd be willing to assist in any way possible. Just point us in the right direction.

The PFF is making huge gains, and graciously thanks Ferrussia for bombing the military facility north of Jostvinsk, it has been a thorn in their side for a while.

Er, what? As much as I'd like to take credit, that was McLeod03.

However, we'd be willing to assist in any way possible. Just point us in the right direction.

Lol, I edited it. Thanks for pointing that out, and sorry to McLeod for the mistake. :oops:

You don't have to help if you don't want to, but I'm hoping that I can get as many nations as possible to carpet-bomb the hell out of the capital once all the civilians have been evacuated.

OOC: IdP, don't worry about it. YOu probably forgot i was in M10, i haven't really done much.

IC:

Further air strikes against the regime have been ordered, and 2 EB-1C Lancer 2s carrying 8 Wolverine missiles each have made a strike against a military complex in the north of IdP.

Also, an advance force of the 2nd Army has been dispatched to Jostvinsk to assist the PFF.

As soon as a large enough airbase has been secured, further forces will be sent.

Current deployment:

5,000 Infantry
450 Marines
25 NSOC Commandos
100 T-96 tanks
150 Valkyr APC
200 V-150 Commando APC
50 Jaguar transport helicopters.

The forces will arrive in around one weeks time.

Well, I am a member of M10. Fyreheart gave me the thread so I decided to join in. I am also guessing that no forces have landed at IdP. If so, get them out.

IC: In high orbit, the massive Space Stekchin's hatch doors zip open with lightning speed. The tips of the small warhead missles poke out of each of the 20 pods. Inside the station, a squad of Stekchin's finest calculate the distance, velocity, and time of which the weapons will travel. With a swift press of a particulary large red button, the fires ignite and the warheads launch directly for the area of IdP. The warheads are filled with a special VX gas specially designed to destroy people of a certain genetic code. Hence the name, FoxDie. The nukes are specially designed to rip massive holes in the o-zone layer, causing massive heat waves to ravage IdP.
Behind the magnificent weapons, are a mass of missles the size of a fleet. Inside many of them, lay the firey gel of Napalm. The rest are average missles that will devestate various targets. The missles and warheads will reach it's targets in exactly 30 minutes.

OOC: IdP, you sure you want to declare war on me? I mean, my mode of transportation is futuretech and all of my infantry is battlearmor.

OOC:

Did I say that I declared war on you? :P Besides, if you do attack me, it would only be the regime. So basically you'd be "helping" me, not hurting. :wink:

You declared war on M10 and I'm in M10, so yes you did. I think I shall send one of my new divisions, just to test out the mechs.

[Where's the link for your map?]

"Premier, the 27th Airborne is on the ground. The people will soon be liberated."

"Excellent, General Ragger, how long until we can begin moving mechanized units?" Riyth wanted to get this over quickly and decisively. His nation's military had never lost a fight to date, and the men in the 127th Mech were well conditioned. I will not stand by while innocents get hurt.

"On your word, sir."

"Very well, ready the division, we shall decimate the opposition and then begin sinister phase 2."

"Very good, sir, muahahahahhahahahahahahah!"

"muuahhahahahahahahahahahaha!"

http://hometown.aol.com/fudgecracker15/Penguin.html

(Ignore the text at the bottom, that's outdated)

IC:

Jake McDermont has expressed his outrage and anger at the nation of Stekchin at its actions. McDermont suggest that it pull back completely, or after the Civil War is over, the nation of Stekchin will face the full wrath of the Penguinatan people. FoxDie would harm millions of Penguinatans that are innocent. If you do not pull off, then we will promptly declare war upon your nation. :evil:

We thank all *helping* nations, and if you look at the link above, the only thing left to do is move in. Remember, a very small portion of Arctique City is under PFF control.

With recent messages from IdP, the missles and nukes were called off just before impact, the weapons have been powered with just enough fuel to explode in space where no casualties will involve.(OOC:pfft man he got sooo pissed he almost cried:-P)

It was brought to my attention that many of you do not understand exactly WHAT FoxDie does...
FoxDie is a certain virus that when implanted in the earth's surface, travels underground and finds a person with a certain genetic code. When it reaches it, it destroys their internal organs completely along with itself. It is nearly impossible to get the genetic code of a million people in one nation.

With recent messages from IdP, the missles and nukes were called off just before impact, the weapons have been powered with just enough fuel to explode in space where no casualties will involve.(OOC:pfft man he got sooo pissed he almost cried:-P)

It was brought to my attention that many of you do not understand exactly WHAT FoxDie does...
FoxDie is a certain virus that when implanted in the earth's surface, travels underground and finds a person with a certain genetic code. When it reaches it, it destroys their internal organs completely along with itself. It is nearly impossible to get the genetic code of a million people in one nation.

OOC: The whole thing is entirely ridiculous and unrealistic anyway. :roll:

?! wat part

An emergency declaration has been issued by the PFF.

Under decree and request of the PFF and all free Penguinatans, we are ordering the nation of Nankin to withdraw all troops located in Isla de Penguinata. We thank you sincerely for your help so far, but with so many allies helping, your help isn't needed. Thank you, though. We are requesting that your troops move out within the hour, and there is no time for discussion. Thank you, great ally!

Hundreds of drophips clouded the sky, and their thunderous roar could be heard throughout the coastal town of IdP.

INCOMING TRANSMISSION
Source:Inbound Intruder class dropship
Recipient: Isla de Penguinata
~Route Open...Begin Transmission~
The assistance you requested is here. We will now be depoying to any and all locations, per your instructions.

~Route Closed...End Transmission~

Several hours ago, high command recieved a statement from the IdP government. That statement is classified, but 4 divisions of Sentinels, 2 Armored Brigades, and 2 figher wings are being landed (OOC: And secretly, a platoon of Sentinel Stalkers, my newest creation).

The hatches open, and hundreds of Sentinels pour out, their parachutes opening as more and more stream towards the ground. Numerous armored vehicles including tanks, recon vehicles, and others also fell from the sky.

PFF Transmission:

This is an alert. Our former ally Nankin has turned its back upon us, and we are facing the danger of total occupation by the said nation. We have called on a few of our allies to help, and we graciously thank Automagfreek for its help so far. Much ground has been gained in the Civil War, and the Imperial Guard is only located in remote locations and Arctique City. Once this threat is crushed, we will immediately vote for a President, and face Nankin head-on. We hope peace can be achieved, but after Nankin's traitorous moves, we will never honor that nation again.

All diplomatic ties are being severed with Nankin, and any who help it. Isla de Penguinata is pulling out of M10, until Nankin has been removed. We will not let this go by unaccounted for. Revenge shall take place...

"Pemier, Sinister Phase 2 is ready!"

"Excellent, general, commence Sinister Phase 2."


SINISTER PHASE 2
















At last, Sinister Phase 2 was launched: Operation Penguin Lay.

The 10,000 troops and 100 M-8s were arrayed in a line and were marching up the coast of IdP. When they reached the top of the sand dune, they took out their shovels and began to dig in....or did they?

Each of the men planted baby palm trees overlooking the beach. The thousands of miniature palm trees swayed in the cool evening breeze as the M-8s rode in between the planting beds to fire off 100 shots of rejoice. Once that was done, the Perestroika's 6 LHA-1s sent out LCACs to pick up the men, who planted claymores, er...more trees on the beach and then departed.

Okay, what the fuck is going on? Nowhere does it say that Nankin is going to occupy IdP. I can't fight here with both AMF and Nankin looking to be on opposite sides.

OOC: IdP, you'd better not be playing. You don't want to piss me off.

Now I'm even more pissed at you for making me look like a fool in a potential hundreds of people. This RP has sunk to the gutter, as always.

Imperial Guard-eliminated.
Help-no longer needed.
Isla de Penguinata-looks like an idiot.

:evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil:

FLOWER POWER

Okay, what the f--- is going on? Nowhere does it say that Nankin is going to occupy IdP. I can't fight here with both AMF and Nankin looking to be on opposite sides.

OOC: IdP, you'd better not be playing. You don't want to piss me off.

Oh no, only the obvious hints were given, and then pansy ass turns around and plants palm trees. It's amazing how they would even survive in the Arctic Circle. :roll:

Okay, what the f--- is going on? Nowhere does it say that Nankin is going to occupy IdP. I can't fight here with both AMF and Nankin looking to be on opposite sides.

OOC: IdP, you'd better not be playing. You don't want to piss me off.

Oh no, only the obvious hints were given, and then pansy ass turns around and plants palm trees. It's amazing how they would even survive in the Arctic Circle. :roll:

Dude, you seriously need to chill out. Whenever Nankin does the immitation evil laugh it means he's just screwing around. Besides, you can't use private IC conversations like that to take action (just thought I'd point that out, it's like using secret IC stuff).

Well it's annoying. He got me thinking one thing, and then suddenly I look like an idiot. Most importantly, the whol RP of this thread has been ruined. :roll:

uhh hm this snt spam im just bored idp calm DOWN!
EDIT: hehe i edited so mods wouldnt urine on me