NationStates Jolt Archive

Today in Meridius, politician Maximus Aerillius came to power. There is much controversey over whether or not he will remain as democratic as he has in the past few weeks. Aerillius now has government funds pouring into the neglected national defence and army. Maximus Aerillius says:

"I am not seeking to control Meridius, I just want it to be reformed, sweep it clean of corruption and neglective political figures..."

However, Max has banned gambling, he has forced employers to raise the income of their employees, and dubbed The Republic of Meridius to The Dictatorship of Meridius...

BREAKING NEWS: Aerillius has just launched the beginning of heavily funded nuclear and biological weapons research! He claims to be demonstrating his current power... and tends to crush anyone that opposes his reforms. He also claims to be 'Remodeling' the nation... What sides will he take in UN debates from now on?

"Meridius needs to know who its enemies and allies are... Meridius shall strike at anything that moves to catch the eye of key nations. No longer will Meridius remain Passive!"

OOC: :twisted:

This Stalinesque Dictator had better watch where he treds. As of now we have no reason to attack, but should he overstep his bounds...

...well, we won't be responsible for the consequences.

Better watch what your doing. I got my big telescope like eye on you. I would suggest not doing anything too stupid to any nation for a good long time.

Today in Meridius, politician Maximus Aerillius came to power. There is much controversey over whether or not he will remain as democratic as he has in the past few weeks. Aerillius now has government funds pouring into the neglected national defence and army. Maximus Aerillius says:

"I am not seeking to control Meridius, I just want it to be reformed, sweep it clean of corruption and neglective political figures..."

However, Max has banned gambling, he has forced employers to raise the income of their employees, and dubbed The Republic of Meridius to The Dictatorship of Meridius...

BREAKING NEWS: Aerillius has just launched the beginning of heavily funded nuclear and biological weapons research! He claims to be demonstrating his current power... and tends to crush anyone that opposes his reforms. He also claims to be 'Remodeling' the nation... What sides will he take in UN debates from now on?

"Meridius needs to know who its enemies and allies are... Meridius shall strike at anything that moves to catch the eye of key nations. No longer will Meridius remain Passive!"

OOC: :twisted:

ZNN - The Meridius Crisis.

"This is Andahar Sharon reporting from outside the presidential palace of Saddam Emonsha, where a press conference on the south lawn has been called to 'discuss with the people of Zeltec the threats posed by Meridius'. Many analysts has speculated President Emonsha would issue what has become for him the normal speech, with strong rhetoric being used to condemn the actions taken by Maximus Aerillius. In a recent poll -- oh, here comes the president, now."

President Emonsha, dressed in the garb of his uniform from his duty in the Revolting Army, approaches the podeum.

" I would first like to give praise to the Revolutionary Guards and Zeltecan Police Forces who have well-maintained order in this glorious nation. So hard is their job, so much do they risk. But time has eroded, we are thankful, the corruption and crime that has been so long a thorn in the side of all the citizens of Zeltec."

" Also deserving of praise are the teachers in our schools, able to in-grain the lifestyles of christianity into our youth, able to prevent the problems that a lack of discipline has made apparent in so many other countries. Never shall the people of Zeltec live in fear again that the atheist or the homosexual, the liberal or the secularist terrorize their homes and their streets. Never shall the people of Zeltec fear for their lives at the hands of 'gangbangers'. "

" But at hand is an issue greater than any of these; the proliferation of nuclear, chemical, and biological weapons. Now, this issue by many is seen as black and white; that their proliferation is a horribly destructive action with no redeeming qualities. But I point to the Edolian war, I ask you to remember that Ricin and Sarin were our friends in retalliating, in aiding the persecuted christians of that land. And so I may say only that it is my wish that Maximus Aerillius be discreet in their use when and if they are attained; that he remember they are much better a deterrent than a striking weapon. "

With that, the president turn slowly, taking brisk steps away from the loud, questioning reporters.

~:: A news broadcast shows this video feed, The Dictator of Meridius, Maximus Aerillius, steps up to speak ::~

"Meridius is beginning to build on its peak of greatness! It has founded a new region and the reforms are about to begin. Soon countries will shudder at our name and fear us!..."

~:: Suddenly, machine gun fire sounds, and Maximus ducks quickly and runs out of view, the military men behind him open fire upon a balcony...::~

News Reporter: Im here at the capital and Dictator Maximus Aerillius was almost assasinated just now, it seems he got away as soon as he heard gunfire and...*listens to his earpeice* ive just heard he went underground and is no where in the capital!

*Capital City*
"Well shit, that was a bust." Master Sergeant Alric Ormsby chewed on his impressive mustache and watched the attempt on the Dictator's life play again on the tv of his hotel room.
His roommate, the equally mustachioed Master Sergeant John Burnell grunted from his stretched out position on the rooms second, narrow bed. "Never trust anyone who's military is infested with hippies. We should have done it ourselves."
Ormsby continued chewing "We've got specific orders. We're here to have his own people topple him, not put a G36 round through his head ourselves. Besides, Owen said it was almost textbook, just the locals being crappy shots."
"Ah-huh. Well can't argue with Owen. Do we try again?" Burnell said, rolling fluidly into a seated position.
Ormsby scratched the roots of his mustache. "We've still got a decent cadre of insurgents left. No reason not to. Have to wait for him to pop up again before we have an other crack. Someone else might beat us to him and all this'll be for nothing."
OOC these dudes are Britmattian spec ops and well nigh untraceable :)

The Dictatorship of Apparitions warns Meridius to be careful that they do not attack the wrong nation... remember we're watching you

http://img-fan.theonering.net/middleearthtours/images/eyeofsauron_decipher.jpg

Hey Britmattia, good way to pick up on the storyline, ill post again tomorrow at about noon )) 8) :twisted:

bump!

*Diplomatic Message to the Government of Meridius*

The Chancellory of the Dominion of Handschar will not stand idly by while an obviously unstable nation develops nuclear, biological and chemical weapons. Several divisions have already been mobilized. It is suggested Dictator Maximus Aerillius stop his weapons programs or step down from office or affirmative action will be taken.

Meanwhile, on state-controlled public radio in Handschar...

"The Courageous and Just Chancellory of our nation has announced it shall not allow the corrupt, satanistic state of Meridius to develop heinous nuclear, biological or chemical weapons which will undoubtly be used for evil purpouses. It is already reported, though unconfirmed, that the traitorous government of Meridius is mobilizing it's armed forces to ruthlessly attack our nation for our peaceful views. Our Supreme Chancellor Joedel has made it clearly known that he will not allow his innocent, righteous people to come to harm. In accordance, 5 minutes of silence will follow this broadcast, in honour and prayer to our noble, omnipotent Chancellor."

(OOC: Woohoo good ol' propaganda!)

"This is HomeBase to UNI-ALPHA, come in UNI-ALPHA."
"This is Alpha."
"Anything to report John?"
"No sir, the dictator remains underground."
"Bah. Ah well, keep us posted. Warwick out."
"Roger that sir, Alpha out."

OOC is your dictator supposed to live through this RP btw?

OOC: First, I didn't plan on my dictator dying but, whatever happens, happens :)

~:: Maximus Aerillius "People of Meridius weep no more! soon this fine nation shall be liberated! More money is pouring into weapons research and troops are being drafted, suffer no more. My plan to anger neighboring nations is working successfully, although I didn't think they would strike so boldley, Britmattia shall be on my list, along with Handschar. Why should I stop making my weapons? In your political terms, you shouldn't really take action unless I use them... Well, I have a trick up my sleve so suck on that for I while and I'll keep you updated! and remember... Father Knows Best!" ::~

News Reporter : That was a video relay found on the internet early this morning... it seems that Maximus Aerillius is gaining support... Liberal Senator Chris Sturgill says...

Sturgill: Aerillius's view aren't outrageous... I suppoort them, for hes only wanting to create a nation which will instill complete trust in a socialisticly moral Emporer that will take action in the best interest of the nation...


((Spec Ops Teams have been deployed into Britmattia and Handschar and are undercover, to make the storyline fun, you can decide what they do, or if they do at all... the teams consist of a Scout, a Sniper, an Assault Rifleman, and a Stealth Specialist, they are desguised as normal citizens.))

The Prime Minister sat in his office watching the news broadcast. As it ended he turned to his advisors.
"What do you think we should do?"
"I think we should deploy some of our Special Forces possibly to slow down his research and production and possibly eliminate him or his men."
"Ok i guess that will work ready them and have them launch in six hours i would like to see what happens."

With that the Prime Minster went back to watching the screen.

Meanwhile at the airforce base-
"Captain we just got orders to get ready to ship out in six hours time."
"Ok ready our equipment then i'll go check up on what our transport will be if we go."

The Dictatorship of Apparitions warns Meridius to be careful that they do not attack the wrong nation... remember we're watching you

http://img-fan.theonering.net/middleearthtours/images/eyeofsauron_decipher.jpg

The nation of Zeltec applauds the moderate and sensible actions of Apparitions.

OOC Damn, guess i should've barcoded my citiziens after all, i'd've tagged your spec ops dudes stat :wink:
IC
*Capital City*
Sergeant of the Meridian Presidential Guard Alberto Enzalio yawned and leaned back in his barstool. "Yeah, the Presidential Guard, I'm a Sergeant. I was on t.v the other day when they attempted to kill the President, man, those damn Britmattians won't know what's hit em when we get our troops rolled out!"
The mustachioed man who'd insisted on buying "One of our brave soldiers!" a drink nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I mean, all that spending they do on their military and their alliance with the UE won't help them at all."
Alberto nodded, "Of course! we are a strong people my friend, and El Presidente will lead us to victory!"
The stranger nodded again. "Hey, I know a girl who'd love to meet a good looking military man like yourself, and I think you deserve...some reward for saving our president so heroically..shall we go and see her?"
Alberto smiled happily and adjusted his belt over his paunch. "I shall force myself to do my national duty my friend!" Waving his arms extravagantly he strode to the door of the bar.
The stranger moved to his feet with the kind of grace usually associated with big cats and other predators. He padded out into the dark after Alberto, who craned his neck back "So, where to from here?"
The stranger blew air through his mustaches, shrugged, and with a snake-fast motion, drew a silenced pistol and shot Alberto neatly through the right eye. Alberto's corpse staggered back two steps against the alley wall, then collapsed like a puppet with it's strings cut. The mustached man put his USP away, scooped up the cartridge case, walked over to the dead sergeant and picked his body up, jogged to the sewer grating a few hundred yards up the road, stripped the sergeant of his id/wallet,weapons, clothes and money, then dumped him down the sewer.
He then pulled a radio from his pocket and spoke into it; "This is Burnell. ID acquired. How about you Alric?"
"Success. We can start copying them and get our boys into the Palace tomorrow."
"Roger that, I'll report to Owen and we're good."

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<Royesse, Crown Lands, (Britmattia's Capital City/District)>

Octavius Julius, Centurion in the Meridian Army and in his opinion one of it's best officers leaned back in his chair and tapped his chin with his long and slim fingers. Octavius tried to be the very model of the polished aristocrat, and was in much favour with the Dictator, having been handpicked to lead the infiltration team on Britmattian soil. So far however, he had yet to find a viable target for himself and the three other men who who made the rest of the team to strike at. Britmattian security was tight around government buildings and the populace itself tended towards being heavily armed, thus making civilian infrastructure equally tricky to strike at. Octavius sighed and looked out the window onto the street below. Royesse was a major urban centre, but like all the Britmattian's cities was distinctively defense orientated, massive walls bounding the old quarter, newer casements around the towns newer sections. The street below Octavius lead to the riverside, where the barges Octavius and his men had arrived on deposited goods shipped upriver from the main ports to the south east. Octavius had considered blowing up port structures, but these were well guarded and unlikely to inhibit the war effort. He tapped his chin again, and then angled his head round at the sound of his door opening.
The man opening the door was Decurion Caius Quintus, the junior of the three NCOs who constituted the Meridian strike team. He was followed by Decurion Rufius Magnus and Optio Marcus Didius, who at 32 was the oldest of the three. All men in the team had no significant others to wonder where they were, or much family at all. Marcus Didius settled himself on the Centurion's bed, the two junior noncoms leaning against the walls. Didius spoke "Octavius, we need to talk. Basically, the boys and I have decided we like things here better than home. We intend to turn ourselves in and explain what we were up to. Aerilius is a headcase Octavius, sooner or later he'll invade someone and get Meridius nuked back to the stone age. We don't want to be there when it happens. He leaned against the headboard of the bed and eyed Octavius questioningly.
Octavius stared back openmouthed, long fingers twitching. "You...you..MUTINOUS BASTARDS!" he scrabbled for the makarov pistol holstered under his shirt and tried to leap upright at the same time. Quintus and Magnus leaped forward and grabbed his arms, dragging him up against a wall. Didius got to his feet slowly.
"Damnit Octavius. You couldn't do this the easy way." Didus drew back a knotted fist and punched the Centurion in the jaw. Octavius's eyes went glazed and Didius hit him again. The two other men let him drop. Didius pulled a small radio from his belt. "Alright, he's down, you can come up."
The door opened and a tall, graceful blonde woman dressed in the RB Police uniform with Homicide shoulder flashes stepped into the room. She stared at the unconcious Octavius, frowned and slipped an arm around Marcus Didius's waist. "It had to be done Marcus.."
He looked at her. "I know Helena, but...well. I guess it's true what they say, you never can go home again."

OOC with thanks to Lindsey Davis for providing me with characters to rip off :twisted:

::~ Maximus nodded as he tilt back in his easy chair behind his desk. he tapped his chin a bit and sighed. He laughed quite joyfully as he watched the monitor monitoring the Nanomachines in Octavious's blood stream, The technitian spoke "Octavious's seems to....have been struck...sir.." Max said "They would have reported in before attempting something, do you have anything on the wire?

A playback sounds off on the speakers "You...you..MUTINOUS BASTARDS!....*sounds of a struggle*"

"Thats all we have sir," "fine, get on the wire and tell the colonel to cut the wire, keep tabs on octavius..." "Yes Sir."

Max slowly stands and then looses it and yells "TRAITORUS DOGS!!!" and slams a clenched fist into the desk, the sound of crackling wood and a spilt coffee mug are heard. The technitians flinch as they continue their work. Max then takes out a cell phone, speed dials, and speaks "How soon!? No...listen to me.., HOW SOON?! I want that product finished by the end of the week!" Hangs up. He then takes an elevator down to the first floor and walks outside, it was raining. he stand under the eave, sighing as the wet atmosphere mellowed him out. "Rome was the dream, Totalitarianism is the Reality..." He took out a high frequency radio, "New objectives, when you get there, take them all out... spare octavious if possible, if hes taken POW... he is of no use to us... and do be careful.....................................brother...."


((Meridius sent a highly trained Solo job to take out the mutinous traders... tomorrow i shall post his actions in brittmattia))

He hung the phone up as a taxi pulled up, he got inside, and told the driver "To the Labs.."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At the Lab :: Unknown Location

"Your the leader of this project, future operations rest in your hands" Max spoke to the genetical specialist. "I understand sir," He replied. "What do we have so far?" "well, only the targeting program, the base for all upgrades..."................*The scene fades as they talk about top secret plans*

Bumpness 8)

OOC please don't waste Marcus Didius, i have plans for that man and his girl in an RP i'm planning.

<RBArmy High Command>
General Alexander "Musketeer" Dumas eyed the man standing across the desk from him. "So..you are the Meridian soldier Detective Justina informed me about. What should I do about you and your men? I find it...difficult to trust you yet..but Helena does. And her trust carries weight. So. I shall.. for now. What do you have for me Meridian?"
Marcus Didius shifted his weight. "Nothing more than the obvious. We were kept intentionally ignorant in case of capture..or possibly they ancticipated a situation like this. Either way, All I've been able to give you, your, our, intelligence service already had."
Dumas leant forward, hands spread out on his desk. "Well..that's unfortunate but not un-anticipated. By the way, we've been checking cross checking you with...an allies..help and you come up clean. So we've decided you and Helena Justina shall disapear from the capital for a while. You're doing a grand tour of the cities of our state to see if you can spot any of your fellows."
The General grinned, looking remarkably like a fox.
Marcus Didius blinked "Er..yes sir.. I'll do my best sir."
Dumas nodded. "Oh and one last thing Marcus Didius. Justina is Helena's mother's name. Her father's last name was Dumas. Look after my little girl Didius. Or it will go the worse for you."
Didius saluted and backed out of the office.

<Capital City, Meridius>
Maximilian Quintii walked confidently up the Praetorian Guard Post outside the Dictator's official Residence. He saluted the guards and flipped out an identity card identifying him as a Centurion (Roughly a captain shall we agree?) in the Praetorian Guard. The two privates on guard snapped to attention and saluted back. "You can go right through sir."
He nodded and strode through, then turned slightly and flipped a disc about the size of a hockey puck at the Guard Post, it flashed blue once and Quintii smiled thinly, and spoke into a small radio on his collar "It's a go." Instantly gunfire could be heard inside the building and an engine could be heard squealing toward the Guard Post. The two privates looked toward the building questioningly and Quintii drew his Makarov and shot them both. He flipped the bar up on the Guard Post, just before a heavy truck roared through, followed by another and a smaller van. The trucks hauled to a stop and disgorged lightly armed men in civilian clothes who dispersed into the building. The van gunned it's engine and smashed through the entrance of the main building. The gunfire continued, and fires were visible out in the city. There was a hollow boom and the chimneys of the city's main powerplant were abruptly not silhoutted against the night sky. More explosions followed and Maximilian smiled again. The Britmattians's explosives were proving their worth tonight, wrecking infrastructure and government structures all over the city. By dawn the mob would be panicked and the government would have to call in troops to put them down, hopefully sparking more dissent in the process. Maximilian Quintii didn't care however, he was more interested in killing Maximus. The gunfire in the presidential palace cut off and and his men, minus about a quarter of their fellows ran out and remounted the trucks, along with the man who'd been driving the van, which was now driven as close the epicentre of the palace as possible. The first truck roared off and the other idled. Quintii walked over to the little disc, picked it up and pushed a small button in the centre, flicked it into the building, then jogged over to the truck and jumped on. "Take us to the research lab complex!" The driver nodded and the truck revved up and squealed off. Maximilian looked back and counted slowly.. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...0 and the presidential palace disapeared in a ball of blue flame, the truck bounced as the shockwave shoved it. Quintii winced and rubbed at his eyes. If the Dictator survived this night Quintii would be very surprised...

OOC: Just wanted to inform you. Emperor Roland's last name is Meridius. Im sorta angered over this that somebody took my leaders last name to make a nation.

bump! and meridius hurry up man or im declaring you dead and going home :P :wink:

::~ Maximus spun his chair and looked at the monitor as the Government building blow to rubble, he frowned as he stand and strech. At this moment he was unsure what to do... He held a meeting with his supporting cabinet.

"I'm unsure what step to take next..." Max

"Maybe you should resign...Argh let go of my throat!" Cabinet Member 1

"Maybe we should unleash a full nuclear assault" Cabinet Member 2

"No, that would cost dearly..." Max

"Sir, I beleive I have a resolution to our problems......."

::~News~::

"Today several investigations are underway of the dissappearance of Dictator Maximus Aerillius... It is becoming clear that he died in the explosion of the capital building..."

::~ The new president, Christopher Sturgill, makes a speech....~::

" People of Meridius... Maximus Aerillius has fell from power, soon order will be restored. No longer will guns be carried in the hands of children, women, but soldiers of the Republic of Meridius... "


::~In Brittmattia, Max's brother.. Andrew Tunnel, looked around through his sunglasses. He pulled out his laptop and sat down on a bench, "I'm in," he typed in a message window. He sat in front of the Subway entrance in the capital city of Britmattia, "Continue as planned, this operation shall continue even though Maximus has fallen...".

The SVIA's (South Victorian Intelligance Agency) safehouse in the Capital city of Meridius was have having a fairly active day of operations. Not only had intercepted radio transmissions indicated that other foreign soldiers were at work in the Capital, it now appeared that the deposed leader Maximus Aerillius was unusually active... for a dead man. The SVIA's main objective in Meridius was to stir rebbelion and cause civil unrest, and it seemed probable that both these objectives would become far easier to acomplish than ever before.
With this agents dispersed from the safehouse, which due to superior techn. was not easilly spotted by Government Forces.

"This is Ghost7"

"Come in Ghost7, what is your staus"

"Unable to say, only intel available, someone is behind Meridiusian Politics, and it isnt who it appears..."

"Who is it G7, repeat, who is behind it?"

"It appears it is the ..... *Rifle round fires* ..."

"Ghost7, Come in Ghost7..."

"STATIC***'

TOP SECRET!
CODE D
To Meridius
From Red Tide
We are willing too help you in your biological program by selling you biological agents. Wich will it be? Anthrax? Ebola? Anthrax GAMMA? SARs? AIDs? Take your pick and nuumber of units and I will give you the cost.

OOC Just so everyone else knows, we follow american doctrine to WMD, i.e we've only got nukes so we treat all WMD attacks as nuclear. Bear this in mind :wink: oh and Meridius, my capital is called Royesse :P

<Off the Coast of Meridius>
Two wetsuited figures clambered out a small, ridiculous-looking rubber dinghy, visibly bought from a department store and up the side of a barely visible submarine. A hatch opens at the top and they drop inside. The hatch closes and the submarine dives.
Within the interior of the submarine a conversation takes place between the commander of the HMS Astute, a Captain Stirling and the two figures from the dinghy. "Master Sergeants Ormsby and Burnell, welcome back. We gave you extraction orders because Command think's that we've had our best shot at taking him out, with Maximilian Quintii's men now battling for control of the city and the heightened state of awareness in their military they don't think you can achieve much more. Besides, if Meridius does get out we want you two with your regiment."
The sergeants nodded and the submarine continued on it's way home..

::~ Andrew slowly took a step out onto the balcony and streched, he looked at his watch and look out over the horizon. He was beginning to admit things were better here than at home, at home so many protests were still raging in the streets, the arguement of politics filled the air. Yet... the dream that Maximus Aerillius had, was only understood by those that knew him. Andrew thought Max was dead, and decided to continue the mission uninterupted... Then he looked out at the capital building of Royesse. He knew that there were Meridius citizens in Royesse on vacation, and he figured they were not being persecuted for doing so. He noticed it began to sprinkle, and it would soon rain. Andrew then nod to himself and walk back into his room, he made a call to Meridius ambassador Aaron Crabtree. "Okay, I'll see you later after you have that conference with the Britts... I hope that diplomatics can put an end to the war". Lies, the war wasn't over... and Andrew knew there was no diplomatic solution, at least not at the moment. He go to the room phone and call down to the clerk, "Yes, this is Mr. Tunnel, Please hold all my calls and please no visitors at this time, tell them I am in the shower. He hung the phone up and quickly change into a formal dress suit. Under he wore his black sneaking apparel. His plan was brilliant, he went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, then quickly made his way out of his room and down the fire exit into an alley.


He met up in front of the government building with Crabtree, and they both nodded as they went in. Aaron went on to have the conference and Andrew stayed back, he seen no one around at the moment, and reached over to a name card on the counter, no picture, just a name. He then walked over to a janitor that just came out of his closet from putting things away... he was talking to himself "Shit, Im late for dinner..." Andrew walked over, "Can I help you with that?" "Sure... take these keys and lock the closet, then give them to the secretary" The janitor thanked him, and quickly jogged away, Andrew nodded some, and locked himself in the closet....


:: TO BE CONTINUED ::


((Please Note That Dictator Maximus Aerillius HAS fell, but is still leading attacks against Brittmattia, this may turn into a "housing osama bin laden" sort of thing...but lets just wait and see...))

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OOC i am absolutely buggered if i know what to do next IC. :/

And that's the second time today i've posted as the wrong bloody nation (is britmattia). meh.