The Lake Erie Tropical Islands Region (Thread II) [Archive]

Samsylvannia

20-01-2004, 17:45

::A small fishing trawler creeps along through a dense cold fog in the waters west of Euphoni. The Skipper signals for the king-buoy to be dropped.:

Skipper: This place looks lucky. There's a lot of action in these waters.

::Crewman Willis' eyes dart from side to side.::

*The crew of the fishing trawler hears something off in the distance.*

CW: *Terrified* What the hell was that? Skipper, did you hear that? There's something unearthly out there...I hear stories about these waters...

Skipper: Shhhh! I hear it too...it's a voice you idiot!

*In the distance, the sound is clearly a human voice, but the words are unintelligible.*

CW: They say these waters are cursed. We shouldn't have come here! They say no one who sails these waters leaves with their lives!

Skipper: If no one lives...where do the stories come from I wonder? *Raises eyebrow* Listen...

Voice: *Louder now* Heeeeelp...someone...please...heeeeeelp!

Skipper: It's off the port bow. Damn, I can't see a thing. *He speeds up slightly and makes a slight left turn. * Get to the bow and see if you can see anything.

*The crewman runs to the bow, no longer frightened, and peers into the soupy fog. The yelling is getting louder.*

CW: There! Man overboard!

*Suddenly they see a group of people in the water, clinging to a piece of wreckage. They see the trawler and begin shouting. The trawler carefully pulls along side them and the crew begins pulling them onboard. There are 4 men and a woman, strangly dressed. One of them, apparently a man of some authority, steps forward.*

Man: Thank ye, kind folk...it was beginning to look like the end for us...

Samsylvannia

20-01-2004, 18:21

Man: The name's Monteray Jack. Our yacht ran aground in the fog and sank before we could unlash the life boat. We're all that's left.

Skipper: Well we're happy to help out. Our holds are full and we're on our way to Euphoni to sell our catch.

Monteray Jack: *Looks around* That's a fine boat ye got here, it's almost a shame in a way...

Skipper: What is?

Monteray Jack: *Draws a large sword.* To be takin if from ye.

CW: I warned you! I tried to tell you but nobody listens to...

Skipper: Shut up! Now you wait just a minute Mr. Colby Jack whoever the hell you are...

MJ: It's Monteray. Monteray Jack. Captain Monteray Jack to you.

Skipper: I'm not goint to stand for...

*Jack's companions also draw swords and step forward.*

Skipper: Uh...ha...let's not be hasty now. I'm sure we can make a deal.

MJ: A deal eh? How about this...I take your little boat here, and ye and yer crew jump over the rail. *Extends his hand.* Do we have an accord?

Skipper: Uh...er...*MJ waves his sword*...uh...yes...yes we do. *Shakes his hand.* Ah...yes...pleasure doing business with you. *He and the crew run and jump into the water and climb onto the same piece of wreckage the "survivors" had been.

MJ: *Over the rail.* Thank ye kindly for the lift. And don't worry, the freshwater sharks aren't hungry yet this time of day! Ha ha! *To his companions* Boys...*The lone female gives him a dirty look. He rolls his eyes and groans.*...sorry Pepper....

Pepper: It's Miss Brie to you!

MJ: Sorry...and Girl...people...scurvy scum...flea infested no good smelly dirty foul mouthed fish food...*Looks at them questioningly...they nod in approval.*...good...We have a ship!

*They cheer. A tall man in an old fashioned uniform with a British accent speaks up.*

Man: It's really more of a boat than a ship...a ship is technically...

MJ: Shut up, Wensleydale!

Wensleydale: Ah...yes sir...cheerio.

MJ: Manchego!

Manchego: Yes, El Capitan?

MJ: Manchego, man the helm, full speed ahead...we'll make for Euphoni and sell the fish so as not to arouse suspicion. And make a little money to supply for our next venture. Gorgonzola!

Gorgonzola: Yes?

MJ: Go take a shower.

Gorgonzola: *Hangs his head.* Yarg.

MJ: Ha ha! Lets go to it, Boys! *Ducks a swinging fist from Pepper.* And Girl!

*They speed off into the fog. Back on the wreckage...*

CW: Everyone's thinkin it, so I'll just say it...Pirates!

Skipper: Pirates? PIRATES?!

CW: They had swords and everything. *There is a long silence.* Skipper? Have you ever thought about cannibalism?

Skipper: What? Well it's an interesting topic...eating another human being to survive. But no one ever talks much about it, so strong is the taboo. In some cultures it's still ritually practiced. Now, I myself don't think I could do it, but after days of starving and...

CW: Skipper?

Skipper:...what?

CW: You've lost weight recently haven't you?

Skipper: Why yes I have thank you for...shut up Willi.

Edenstein

20-01-2004, 19:47

*in their secret meeting place Emperor Ed and Chancellor Sammeck sit in the living room, having just woken up playing with the new toy that they had bought at walmart*

Sammeck: TAKE THAT COC!!! I'll teach you to launch missles at me!!!!
Ed: Wow, this is a lot better then watching it on radar as they are coming in at us!

*Carolyn and "Ness" an advisor walk in*

Carolyn: What are you guys doing!
Ed: Taking out CoC Missles

*Carolyn takes a look at the box*
Carolyn: Atari Classics huh?

Sammeck: Yeah Missle command is great.. *While he's not looking 3 nukes hit and take out a 3 cities*

Ed: Nice job Chancellor, Sammsylvania lyes in ruins... My turn!!!

*takes the controller*

Carolyn: Kill those Clans hun!

*They continue playing for a while, later that day they drive back to LETI*

Henceland Omega

21-01-2004, 03:50

::In the Hence Palace, Corran sits in his room playing The Sims::

Corran: Ha ha! Leave him alone Elwood! He's already mad! You need to worry about beingin a better mood so you can be an exorcist! ::The phone rings 3 times:: Hmm... I wonder where Luna is... ::picks up receiver:: Hello?

Man on phone: Hey! Hey Steve, this is Emperor Ed, I've got agreat forune for you! Ha ha! It says good times will be coming to you... IN BED... WITH STEVE'S GIRLFRIEND!

Corran: Ed? Have you been drinking? Who the hell's Steve?

Ed: Ha ha! Hey, Sammek's got one for you too!

Corran: ::hangs up the phone and shakes his head:: Man, when those guys get drunk they don't even remember who tey're talking too... ::looks at watch:: They'll probably be back in LETI sometime soon, we should get ready to head to DOS to sign the treaty...

MadderMike

21-01-2004, 04:28

Deep in the underground cruise missile simulator room a young lance corporal is working the joy stick controller scanning Lake Ontario using the 15 min a day of satellite time the MadderMike ham operators have been able to steal. As he notices a Chinese junk (a crude cargo sailing ship) offloading what appears to be whiskey onto a newly constructed pier in the main Indian Casino Operator harbor; he jumps to his feet shouting to no one in particular "That's where those two idiot cousins of mine are!!!"

ooc editors note: Idiot can't spell.

Dubelco

21-01-2004, 04:54

*Aronar sits with Andrew and Tim in the C&C room*

Aronar: And MacArthur signed the treaty with the exact terms?

Andy: Yes sir, exactly as stated, plus we even got a little extra, more land due to a little leverage.

Aronar: Excellent, we'll show those bastards who the boss. Now then, our losses, has the ceremony been made?

Tim: Yes sir, the mourining ceremony has been scheduled. Tomorow at noon an hour of silence will be held in Dubelco to mourn the deaths of the men and women who gave their lives in the war.

Aronar: Excellent, their brave sacrifice makes life their fellow men and families. Now then its time to move on, have all the factories stepped up production?

Andy: Yes sir, factories have upped ordinance and munition production.
DDPP has finished its reproduction, it wasn't easy boiling down the metal again but they're done with the first few hundred after a month of work.

Aronar: Excellent....what of the beach head on ED?

Andy: Stable and secure, they've finished the runways and our C5's have begun transporting the necessary materials for our bases. They should be done with the preliminary phase by the end of the week.

Aronar: Excellent....

Andy: Is this wise sir? Remobilizing for war?

Aronar: Yes, we have the manpower, why not use it?

Tim: Sir, we're at a max budget. We can't afford much more.

Aronar: Max budget? From these figues we have almost half left, and we have ED's money flowing to as well, as well as the oil revenue.

Andy: Sir, it would be more secure of us if we reconsolidated. It would be better in the long run. Our troops have been on high alert for the past week.

Aronar: I suppose it would be the wiser course of action. Fine then. Recall what we need to general staging theatres. Begin Stage 1 preparations, and step up all radar and air patrols, the ED air force got away, I don't want them coming back.

Andy: Yes sir. Anything else?

Aronar: No, just...uh....begin setting up phase 2 of that which we discussed early today.

Andy: I see sir...

MadderMike

21-01-2004, 04:54

The young lance corporal sits down at the cruise missile console and begins furiously typing co-ordinates, terrain information and evasive maneuvering tactics into the simulator. A furtive glance around the simulator room our hero reaches under the console and flips a well hidden switch. Fifty miles away in a deep bunker the latest MadderMike designed cruise missile begins loading targeting data. The young lance corporal quickly inserts the two simulator launch keys and flips them to active. Fifty miles away the cruise missile zips out of the rack quickly riding the rail system and into launch position. The young lance corporal pounds his fist on the launch button. Blast doors slam open and the 25 foot long cruise missile roars to life. As soon as it leaves the mountain side the blast doors slam shut. Tracking telemetry begins loading into the main tactical control room.

Dubelco

21-01-2004, 04:54

Edenstein

21-01-2004, 05:00

*20 C-130's armed with canisters of X-53j the radiation eating microbs that have been in development for some time, they take off from Junon and fly towards the locks. Reaching them, they fly to 50 feet and release the spray (ooc: Think really big crop-dusters). These flights fly around the clock for 3 days spraying the area with the bacteria*

OOC: A team will be sent in ahead of the construction crews to test the level of radioactivity, and perhaps a second dusting will be needed.

MadderMike

21-01-2004, 05:13

A young second lieutenant hurries out of the main tactical control room rushing up to Brig General Mike Bradley. “Sir we seemed to have launched one of our latest designed cruise missiles.”
BGMB “What!! How could this happen?”
2ndLt “ I don’t know but it is headed towards Lake Ontario.”
BGMB “ Oh man that place is a powder keg, They will be demanding to know what we are up to.”
2ndLt “Um… actually the missile has “The Corporation of Greater West Palm Test Flights” logo painted on it.”
BGMB “Oh well ok not to worry then, lets see if we still have any time left on the satellite to see where it is headed.”

Henceland Omega

21-01-2004, 06:50

::The port of Waka Laka is slightly busier than usual this evening...::

Ship Captain: Is that everything?

Random Ship mate: Aye Captain, but may I ask where we're going with this cargo?

Captain: Our destination is Euphoni. Advisor Althena wants us to donate this to the construction of their COLOSSAL MONUMENT and as a thanks for helping in our war efforts.

Ship mate: Well that's all good and well, but the men are talking. They say the waters are haunted!

Captain: That's hogwash! The only haunted waters in LETI are around the DDR Islands.

Mate: I don't know... and did we really have to carry the money in the form of coins?

Captain: Well, that's the way Euphonians like their money I guess...
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::A little ways away another merchant ship is preparing to leave port to ship ball bearings to Crippleslovenian wheelchair factories::

2nd mate: Everything's ready to go! You say, we're heading to up north? That's great! I haven't been much up north....

Manarth

21-01-2004, 07:19

::Manarthian engineers in radiation suits arive at the north end of the canal only to discover the radiation level lower than it should be. They shrug, and after realizing it is at a safe level, begin to reconstruct the 8th lock::

MadderMike

21-01-2004, 14:38

In the main tactical control room Brig General Mike Bradley and his young assistant watch the final seconds of the daily satellite feed curiously homed in on the intended target of the errant cruise missile. As they watch in horror the missile hits a small sailing vessel moored in a harbor in Lake Ontario. The small ship explodes into a huge fireball and the satellite feed fades.

The Elddar Alliance

21-01-2004, 22:55

::A radio broadcast over all channels::
To all of those that reside in LETI, The Elddar Alliance wishes to extend its greetings, and looks forward to a prosperous relationship.
The Ruling Council:
Lady Aiendu
Lady Briana
Lord Dulyan
Lord Gult
Lord Kadian

The Elddar Alliance

21-01-2004, 23:00

The Elddar Alliance

21-01-2004, 23:00

Henceland Omega

21-01-2004, 23:15

::At the locks, Edenstein transports land with the HO engineers , accompanied by Fifel Hoover and Ruri Hoshino::

Hoover: It appears that the radiation levels are much safer now. Those Edenstein nanomachines must've done the trick!

::As they exit the transports, they notice Manarthian engineers who have just begun their work::

Boss: Hey! I thought we was working this one alone!

Ruri: It appears Manarth has realized the same things we did. With their help we should be able to get the job done faster.

Boss: Hey now! Are we still getting paid the same?

Hoover: Of course...

Ruri: I think I'll go over and talk to the engineers to see if we can't form a good plan for a collaborative effort.

Boss: (to Hoover) She's smart for a little kid, ain't she?

Hoover: Um, yes. That's why she's in charge...

Boss: She's in CHARGE?!? You've got to be out of your mind! She's not even 5 feet tall yet! She can't possibly be much older than 10!

Hoover: You're right. 10. ::As the workers shake their heads in disbelief Ruri walks over to the Manarth engineers and asks to speak with the person in charge::

Edenstein

22-01-2004, 06:47

*In Edenstein a nameless lacky runs into the Emperor's office, Jane, the secretary looks upon the incident with out any regard, the lacky runs up to the desk out of breath, Zofia and the Emperor are there playing Chess*

Lacky: Emperor!!! Land-o-Eric has ceased to be!!!

Ed: What!!! *knocks chess pieces to floor* Send in 3rd army Immediatly!!

Zofia: What??? We arn't done with our game!

Ed: I don't care, just do it....

Zofia: Yes sir...

*Zofia and the Lacky leave and the emperor looks at sattilite and intel photo's to verify it....*

Ed: Excellent....

*3rd amry, which is stationed on the border of Land-o-Eric move across the border and start to establish small outposts, elements of the 6th and 7th fleet station themselves off of the coast. Elements of the 23rd Airborne drop into previous vital area's and establish posts around the outer edges of the land. C-130's drop in nessacary equipment such as food, water, petroleum, communications equipment to the airborne troops, along with mechanized divisions*

Edenstein

22-01-2004, 07:19

*Edenstein News breaks into LETI New's signal as well as their usual broadcasting*

Schuster: Goodevening Comrades, we are taking you live now to the Bulger-15 parliment where Lt. General Onotov is making a speach to the assembly.

*Lt General Onotov steps up to the podium to speak. Her boots click on the marble floor, she stops to look at the members before speaking*

Onotov: Greetings Comrades, as you all know, Edenstein has been at a state of uneasy peace with Land-o-Eric, eversince the war... that seems so long ago, as of 23 hundred hours last night Elements of Edensteins 3rd Army under the command of Lt. Zofia crossed the border into Land-o-Eric. Along with a Massive movement of forces by air infantry and the 6th and 7th fleets we have cordened off and claimed the former land of Land-o-Eric for our own...

*waits a moment for gasps and murmors to quiet down*

Since the Begginning days of the LETI region, hostilities have been in place between our two nations, this hightened sense of danger and saber ratteling between us, are no more.

Further more, Edenstein has learned of the plight of native Edensteinians living in some of the countries that border Edenstein, we are looking into measures to reassimilate these people into our cultural identity and to bring about a national identity not seen since the days of the old republic....

We will re-unite these peoples with the motherland......

*onotov Steps down and sit back down as a general ramble covers the parliment*

Schuster: If you have just tuned in, Edenstein news has just been informed that Elements of the 3rd army, 6th and 7th fleet, and Mechinized and airborn infantry units have jumped in and taken control of the former lands of Land-o-Eric.

There is no word yet from the office of the Emperor, but we will bring that to you if and when the Emperor does.

*Screen flashes back to previous show*

Henceland Omega

22-01-2004, 07:32

::At B4U Base::

General Ramsus: Are all the scans complete?

Major Hassle: They are sir. Here are the reports. ::Ramsus looks at all the scans of one particular area::

Ramsus: Hmm... Very good, exactly as I thought. Send these reports to General Yamamoto, and if she gives the ok, tell me immediately!

Hassle: Yes sir! And all the troops here are prepared for Operation Worse that Detroit.

Ramsus: Excellent. Hopefully if we can pull this off, those constructionists will stay off our backs...

Edenstein

22-01-2004, 07:53

*orders are handed down through Edenstein for the Reactivation and mobilization of 6th and 7th Army. They eventually will be mobilized to the territory bordering Edenstein Proper and other nations, 2nd Army is also mobilized to fill in garrison and occupation duty in Land-o-Eric after the inital holdings of 3rd army*

Dubelco

22-01-2004, 09:00

*Aronar sits watching the Edenstein News report.*

Aronar: Well well well, thought it would happen, it was only a matter of time. Comm. Scann., what are the movements of Edenstein?

Officer: Sir! Their armies are mobilized and have moved into Land O Eric. They are moblilizing more armies as well, they seem to be getting ready for a large scale assault, multiple theatres perhaps.

Aronar: Well, glad its not us, may God have mercy on whoever they're marching towards...

Officer: Chair Step or Glide Step?
(Backround: *Rimshot* Rodney Dangerfield: A's For Everybody!)

The Elddar Alliance

22-01-2004, 15:41

::Video conference tapes sent to each leader in LETI::

*A beautiful lady with long flowing red hair, and a melodic voice siting in a very old and large ornate oaken chair, wearing flowing green robes that seem to match the lush forests that make up the country* Greetings leaders of LETI, I am Lady Briana, one of the ruling council. The people of The Elddar Alliance would like to invite you to a Festivel of the Forest. Here you can sit and hear the tales of our many famous bards, and hear the soothing songs that they play. It shall be held on the night of the full moon, when you can have the best view of the stars from the forest. Our only request is that you take no vehicles or weapons into the forests, they are sacred to us and we do not wish to have the grounds defiled. No offense to our neighbors, but we look forward to seeing you at our festivel.

Pax Germania

22-01-2004, 15:42

**Pax Germania calls all forces home.**

Mirabar

22-01-2004, 17:02

*Mirabarian Newsflash*
Newscaster: The Grand Marchian Ellasul accepts an invitation to the newly formed Elddar Alliance, and wishes to form a new alliance with this fledgling naiton. In other news, the mercenary leader Jarlaxle of the mercenary band Bregan D'aerth seems to have gone into recluse somewhere in the country as multiple reports of his troops have been sent to the aid of O Capricho das Pessoas. Due to these reports, the Marchion requests that if anyone sees a member of this group, contact the authorities and keep out of their way.

Eastern Detroit

22-01-2004, 21:05

*Mohammed Ayatollah Adied and his Entourage get off a plane in West Palm Beach, They head for a Radio Broadcast Center.*

*Mohammed Ayatollah Adied sits in the broadcast booth. And they begin transmitting all through both regions, With a old gravely voice The Leader Speaks in Arabic(the official Language of Eastern Detroit).*

"Fellow Citizens of Eastern Detroit, a great evil has befallen our land, Our former allie Dubelco has stabbed us in the back, they have brought our enemies in Manarth into the fray. And now Infidels occupy our once pure land. Why did Dubelco do this? Because they are the great Satan and they bring greed and debachury to our land. They want to rape our women, enslave our men and exploit our land for all of its natural resources so they can rape and plunder more lands. Never has an Islamic nation have had such a travesty befall it. So at this moment I have declared a Jihad against the Eastern Infidels that are on our own soil. And remember if you die in a struggle against these infidels you will become a matryr and recieve all that entails in the afterlife. They may occupy us, but make this occupation neither Easy or Cheap. Surviving soldiers of the Eastern Detroit army, Prey on the occupiers without mercy. Surviving Sailors of Eastern Detroit, sink any vessel that you see carrying either the Dubelcoan, Manarthian or Council of Clan flag. Surviving Airmen of Eastern Detroit, I will meet with you soon. And remember, Decadent nations such as Manarth, Dubelco and Council of Clan cannot stand casualties and they will pull out if we hurt them in enough, give these soldiers no quarter. Citizens and Soldiers of Eastern Detroit make them PAY!"

Of the council of clan

23-01-2004, 02:44

New Battleship for sale

Considering Export depending on Interest.

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=117878

Samsylvannia

23-01-2004, 03:08

MadderMike

23-01-2004, 04:53

:: Editorial from the Michaelgrad Daily News -- Today the Prime Minister enacted legislation to make it mandatory for every household above the poverty level to own in fine operating order a minimum of four automobiles. One of these must be an obscenely large SUV. It saddens us to think of all the pollution these autos will produce not to mention the traffic congestion.

::Press release from the Office of the Prime Minister of MadderMike: This office is encouraging the continuing movement of the population underground. This will make us safer from attack and free up more space for roads.

:: Inside the opulent quarters of the Prime Minister of MadderMike---
Head Lackey “Sir you know we have excess capability in the factories that build the improved Bradley Fighting Vehicle.
PM “Yes, What of it?”
HL “I think your next proclamation should be to require each household classified as middle income and above to purchase an improved Bradley Fighting Vehicle.”
PM “I like the way you think.”

Samsylvannia

23-01-2004, 06:21

*The Pirate Trawler, it's holds full of fish, pulls into the harbor of Port Mead, Euphoni. Monteray Jack is greeted as he steps off the boat by a dock worker.*

Worker: Ahoy there, welcome to Port Mead. Hey, you're not the regular skipper, what happened to him?

MJ: Yarg, he had an unfortunate run in with a large sea bass...eunich now...

Worker: Oh...uh...sorry to hear that...

MJ: Well at any rate, I'm running the boat until he can walk again.

Worker: Send him my regards next time you see him, will you? So are you ready to unload the fish?

MJ: Get them off my boat, the smell is starting to get to me...*Notices security guards at neighboring pier.* Say, what's going on over yonder?

Worker: Oh, there...well I'm not supposed to say but...*leans closer*...we're receiving a shipment of gold from Henceland Omega for the Colossal Monument. It should be arriving any day now.

MJ: Gold ye says...thats interesting...well lets get this fish unloaded so we can get back underway. Wensleydale!

Wensleydale: Sir?

MJ: Head ashore and see if you can rustle up some scurvy ridden seamen to join us. I prefer intelligent but I'll settle for crazy. And make it fast...we've got a ship to catch...

Aldovar

23-01-2004, 07:11

To Whom It May Concern:
::Official Notice from the Aldovarian Dark Regency::

As its military forces have become inadequate to defend such a large nation, Aldovar would like to purchase 180 Stryker Land Attack Vehicles from Izimbeckwi. This is pending the following special features:
-30 Submersible units with auxiliary underwater propulsion and life support
-6 units equipped with mobile cruise missile batteries complete with self-contained targeting and guidance systems
-54 expanded-version units with extra troop capacity (20 troops each)
-90 SH-5 custom units
-All units equipped with hydrogen fuel cell power and propulsion systems
-All units equipped with standard machine gun defense turrets
-All units equipped with adaptive camouflage pending development

Aldovar is willing to contribute liquid crystal imaging and fuel cell technology, as well as any other resources necessary to complete this purchase with all deliberate speed.

As payment, Aldovar will commission two Imperious-Class airships for Pax Germania, Izimbeckwi's larger sister nation. Almost a kilometer in
length, these airborne aircraft and weapons platforms have a complement of 20 F-35s and 16 X-45 UAVs and are armed with antiaircraft turrets, cruise missiles, and two sulfur dioxide missile defense laser turrets, the first Imperious-class ships to bear such defenses. The Imperious class is powered by twin nuclear reactors complemented by solar-charged fuel celll auxiliary systems. It is kept aloft by helium gasbags, its lifting-body hull and 16 electric engine pods, which provide lift, propulsion, and steering to the craft.

Cardinal Rozencranz, Aldovarian Minister of Defense

Of the council of clan

24-01-2004, 00:33

hey, Mongoose MK II for sale.

Much improved over previous mongoose Missile patrol boat

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=118085&highlight=

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Of the council of clan

24-01-2004, 00:41

::On board the FFCS Bonefish Trolling in between Euphoni and Henceland Omega they spot a freighter Bearing the Manarthian Flag::

Kimball II: Exo, lets stalk this one for a little while. For practice

Exo: Aye Aye, Sir!

Of the council of clan

24-01-2004, 00:42

Of the council of clan

24-01-2004, 00:42

::On board the FFCS Bonefish Trolling in between Euphoni and Henceland Omega they spot a freighter Bearing the Henceland Omega Flag::

Kimball II: Exo, lets stalk this one for a little while. For practice

Exo: Aye Aye, Sir!

Dubelco

24-01-2004, 01:26

Confed C-5's/C-130's have been flying in around the clock dropping off supplies and equipment. More and more men have been airdropped in. The 3rd, 4th, and 5th Airbourne Divisions have dropped and regrouped in designated points. Multiple convoys have been moving munitions and supplies, most importantly diesel fuel. The convoys have stretched as far as the southern mountains to reach the most southern borders of Eastern Detroit.

The 2nd and 3rd Naval Task Force have unloaded their Watson Class Cargo ships and the 1-5th Mechanized Infantry and Armored Divisions are on the ground securing old military installations and reserecting bases to operational status for Confed use.

Patrols have been established throughout the region, and air cover has been established in the form of F-16 patrols equipped with Sidewinder and AMRAAM missles. SAM sites are in the process of being built/rebuilt throughout the territory.

Eastern Detroit

24-01-2004, 04:13

*A Dubelcoan Convoy moving southward through Baghdad Gorge of the Prophet Mountains (Borderzone between Eastern Michigan and Western Ohio) consisting of 1 Stryker SH-5, 2 Stryker SL-8, 4 M1114 HMMWV's and 6 Tanker Truks carrying a load of Diesel Fuel. With the the Order going SH-5, M1114, M1114, Tanker, Tanker, Tanker, Tanker, Tanker, Tanker, M1114, M1114, SL-8, and SL-8.*

*The Convoy is moving through a gorge barely wide enough for the tankers, giving little maneuvering room. When the come upon Rocks blocking their path*

*The Dubelcoan Captain speaks to his liuetenant on the radio*

Cpt: Well i guess we're going to have to turn back.

*The Lieutenant in the trailing vehicle doesn't get a chance to respond when some brush moves aside and a Hull Down T-84U Tank opens fire on the rear Vehicle with its 125mm Cannon. Blasting it apart.*

CPT: SH*T!!!!!!

*An RPG-7 Round streaks out and impacts on the M1114 behind him, Destroying the vehicle*

*Rifle fire opens up from the hills as the MK 19's and M2 on the M1114's return fire. With tracers ripping through the Combat vehicles and smoke trails of RPG's. The SL-5 Strykers goes into action transversing its turret and firing it's main cannon, the round impacts on the side of the T-84U and penetrates the side armor setting the tank on fire as the crew bails out. PKM and RPK Machine gun fire rips through the convoy as soldiers dismount to clean the Bandits out of the hills. 3 RPG rounds streak down and pepper the SL-5, setting it afire. As the Crew and troops on board dismount tracers rip amongst those survivors. The Military Escort is down to 2 M1114's with a MK 19 and a M2, then the MK 19 goes silent. And there are no crew left in that vehicle to fire the weapon. there are still 3 Dubelcoan soldiers that fall back to the last firing vehicle and get in and attempt to escape, they manage to squeeze by the tankers and make it to open road. The Blood Spattered Hummer heads back to base. Calling in what happened.*

*Rebels walk up to the rocks, pick up one of the 6 foot boldiers and walks off, more boldiers are picked up. Strykers and Hummers are pushed aside and the tanker drivers are lined up and executed and pulled off into the bushes. The tankers are then driven on the road and up a moutainside and into a hidden cave. The tracks are then brushed away covering up all traces of the trucks and where they went.*

*This is all accomplished by the time the AH-1 Cobra's make it to the ambush site.*

*The rebels take off with all of their own dead, and as much equipment that they can carry. Only leaving the burnt out tank. And no indication of where it came from.*
OOC: the boulders were made of plastics and paper mache and look very, very life like.

Dubelco

24-01-2004, 07:16

*As the HMMV bolts toward the base, Lieutenant Hoffman radios in to base*

Lt.: This is Lt. Hoffman to Echo Base, we have been ambushed, convoy as suffered extreme causalties. We are enroute and our ETA is 4 minutes. Request cover over!

Radio: Sit tight Lt. we can see you on approach. The gates will be open. Over and out.

*The HMMV speeds to base and in thrun the main gate. The soldiers get met by the Commander.*

Com.: What happened out there?! Who was it?!

Lt.: It was ED rebels. They blocked the road and then hit us hard with a T-84u tank. RPG's rained on us and we couldn't do anything. Our Strikers held out long enough to take about half of them out, but we suffered too many loses, we were lucky to escape. The tankers are lost, and the drivers are CoW.

Com.: This is most unsettling. I'll send a report to Admiral McArthur and he'll send word to C&C for advisment.

*The mail chain makes its way to C&C where Tim intercepts it first.*

Tim: Andy, word from ED, we have rebel action!

Andy: What? Rebels? Where?

Tim: In the prophet mountains, they attacked a tanker convoy carrying diesel fuel.

Andy: I see....Aronar said we must be strong with our dealings with these terrorists. Implant plan Polska, we'll show them that this won't be anything they were expecting.

Tim: Yes sir, I'll send word.

*Throughout Confed, C-130's that were not being used are started back up and loading up more troops. The 5th and 6th Mechanized Divisions begin loading up for delivery to Eastern Detroit.
Flights of F-16's around ED double in their patrols.
C5's begin transporting the equipement for these men to ED.*

Samsylvannia

24-01-2004, 08:05

*The Pirate Trawler, pretending to be fishing in the waters of southern Lake Erie, spots the Henceland Omega Freighter. They immediately radio a distress signal.*

Wensleydale: *On radio* This is Trawler "Alexa" calling Henceland Omega freighter. We have a medical emergency onboard. Crew member very ill and we don't have the facilities to treat him. Can you assist.

*There is a pause.*

Freighter: Trawler "Alexa" this is Hence Freighter "Henceon Valdez," uh...yeah...we've got a sick bay that might be able to help out. Have ordered all stop, advise you approach and board.

Wensleydale: Copy that "Henceon Valdez."

*The trawler waits for the freighter to stop, then cautiously comes close enough to catch on to a cargo net thrown over the side. The entire crew of the Trawler climbs the net onto the freighter.*

Captain: Welcome aboard...where's the patient.

Monteray Jack: He's right here...*draws sword.*

Captain: Uh....

*The rest of the pirates brandish weapons.*

MJ: Now if ye don't mind, captain, we'll be takin control of yer vessel.

Captain: You just can't steal...

MJ: Commandeer...commandeer is the nautical term, but fear not, we have no interest in yer ship, just what the hold contains...

*The pirates quickly locate the cargo hold and the gold.*

Gorgonzola: Captain, how are we ever going hide this ship?

MJ: We're not taking this ship. *shouts* Start loading the gold onto the fishing boat!

Gorgonzola: But we can't just let them go!

MJ: We're not going to...we're going to sink them!

*The crew loads approximately 5 million dollars in gold dubloons into the trawler while some of them hold the crew hostage, locked up in the mess hall.*

MJ: Okay boys *ducks another fist from Pepper* and girl, lets scuttle this canoe and get out of here!

Pepper: Uh Jack?

MJ: Yes Miss Brie?

Pepper: *Kicks against a bulkhead. It resonates loudly.* How are we supposed to sink this thing?

MJ: Uh.... *The pirates look at each other, confused.*

Wensleydale: *Shouting from the far rail.* Captain...you better take a look at this...there's a mighty fast fish swimming around down there...

*Jack runs over and watches a disturbance in the water speed towards the frieghter. It does not turn or slow. It rams into the hull near the bow on the opposite side from the trawler. The torpedo explodes and rocks the ship. It begins to sink.*

MJ: Well, I don't figure I know what that was, but I never look a gift horse in the mouth. To the fishing boat!!!!

*The crew cheers, boards the trawler, and steams away from the sinking freighter.*

The Elddar Alliance

24-01-2004, 17:01

::In the festivel grounds, Alliance workers are busy setting up the festivities::

Briana(shouting lightheartedly): Come on, we only have 1.5 tendays before everything starts! Be careful with that tent![6 workers carrying a disassembled tent fumble as one steps in a small hole, causing everything to crash to the ground. Briana covers he mouth with her hand trying to stifle and hide a laugh] Are you guys alright?

Worker that tripped: Yes ma'm, sorry about that.

Briana: Do not worry about it, as long as you are alright everything is ok. Alright people, time is counting down! Where are the bards?

Assistant: They should be arriving shortly; however, they ran into a bit of a problem.

Briana: And that is?

Assistant: They got lost in the woods.

Briana[laughing]: Well send out a search party for them and get them here as soon as you can[assistant runs off]. This is going to be an interesting festivel.

Of the council of clan

25-01-2004, 02:15

25-01-2004, 03:30

Supreme Consul Andrew von Beppler sits in his (comfy) chair, looking out the window of the train.

von Beppler: So, this is what LETI is like, very nice. I worked long and hard to see Andaluciae restored to its former glory and, the day may be at hand, Eric, could you get me a drink, the usual.

Eric von Ludendorff: Yes sir, I hear you are pondering another shot with the Mk. 4 spy satellites? (hands the drink to von Beppler)

von Beppler: yes, (takes a sip at his drink) I am reconsidering my previous decision with those.

Eric von Ludendorff: Being able to see our rivals is a good idea militarily, I am glad you are reconsidering.

scene fades out as Supreme Consul von Beppler stares out of the train window sipping at his drink...

Samsylvannia

25-01-2004, 03:36

::The Bonefish breaks surface directly ahead of the fishing boat, (Emergency Blow Style)::

Jack: Shiver me timbers!! That's the ugliest whale I've ever seen!

::Men are seen dragging Rubber Zodiacs to the deck of the Sub, and a man in an Ornate Naval Uniform boards one. With two covering him they make towards the Fishing boat::

Wensleydale: Merciful God in Heaven! It's been eating people! Look, they're escaping!!!!
::Kimball in the lead Zodiac Takes out a bullhorn::
Permission To come aboard, I suggest a Parley!

Gorgonzola: Parley?! Parley…ugh...I hate parley...

Jack: Permission granted...I'm the captain of this raft. Welcome aboard

::Commander Kimball and 2 armed guards, armed with M-8 Carbines with Bayonets come aboard::
I'm Commander Kimball II, Formerly of the Council of Clan navy, and now on my own.
::Holds out his hand::

Jack: *Takes his hand and shakes.* Captain Monterey Jack, scurvy scum of the high seas, at yer service. *Bows* We saw yer escape from that beast...very impressive. Some fancy lookin’ muskets ye gots there, I'm sure that helped, eh?

Kimball: Ehh yes, umm that beast is actually a ship capable of staying beneath the waves, for an indefinite amount of time without sinking

Jack: That's interesting...beneath the water ye says? So then ye won't be needin’ a lift back to town, so to speak.

::Kimball Chuckles:: Heh, no I won't.
But I'm interested if you would like to work with me?

Jack: Work with ye? *frowns* Hmmm...beneath the waves...*smiles* What have ye got in mind?

Kimball: Well, we share a berth together, Split our profits. And in case you run into something you can't handle
::Motions towards the boat and the sailor hands him a device::
Kimball: This is a radio, you can use it to get a hold of my vessel

Jack: Ray-de-oh, ye says? Oh yes...Wensleydale, isn't that what you used to talk to that caravel and get them to let us onboard.?

Wensleydale: Aye sir, tis.

Jack: Very interesting...any other terms, Commander Kimball?

Kimball: Well. At the moment? No. Oh and it was one of my torpedo's that sank that freighter.

Jack: So it wasn't an exploding fish then? Torpedoes says you? I feel a change in the winds says I...do we have an accord? *Extends his hand.*

Kimball: No, it wasn't an exploding fish and yes, we have an accord. ::shakes his hand::

*The pirate crew cheers.*
Jack: Excellent. Right now we have a little errand to run...that is...acquiring another ship, but we shall return to these waters quickly and together we'll become the Scourge of the...where are we?

Wensleydale: Lake Erie, sir...

Jack: Of Lake Erie!

Kimball: That we will be, oh btw call me Roger.

Jack: Aye, Roger, pleasure doing business with ye.

Kimball: Pleasure doing business with you as well.
::Goes to board his Zodiac::
Get a hold of me once you have a ship

Jack: Aye, Roger, we will…

Aldovar

25-01-2004, 16:03

::The Dark Regent sits at a small table along the far wall in the East Ballroom of Dovaria Grand Castle, quietly sipping cocoa from an ornate bavarian tankard while sun pours in the tall, narrow windows. He is wearing a European-cut black suit with a bright red tie. The overture from Rossini's "Barber of Seville" can be heard echoing from the orchestra seated on the other side of the room. Peering outside onto the snowy white parade grounds, he sees some engineers are crowded around a Stryker SH-5, just as they have been for the last hour. Ximinez empties the rest of the cocoa into his tankard with a sigh and turns to the butler waiting in the shadows::

Ximinez: James?

James (With a strong British accent): Yes, sir?

Ximinez: Would you go fetch me another pot of hot chocolate, please?

James: Of course, sir. Will that be all, sir?

Ximinez: For now.

::The Dark Regent turns back to the windows. The Doctor had promised him results! But as far as he was concerned, a dancing bear was more interesting than this so-called "demonstration." He stands up.::

Ximinez: James?

James: Sir?

Ximinez: See if you can find that bloody Doctor. I want to know what the holdup is!

James: I'll see what I can do sir. Also, your hot chocolate is on the way, sir.

Ximinez: Thank you.

::A few minutes later, a dull "boom" echoes across the ballroom as the Doctor enters through the large doors and begins crossing the large room. The doctor is a short, thin man of about 75. He is distinguished by his large, hooked nose and crazy hair, balding on top with frizzy grey around the sides. He wears a black overcoat spotted with snowflakes and massive black boots. He has been in charge of military R&D since Ximinez's grandfather was on the throne.::

Ximinez: Doctor! What is taking so long? I've been waiting for over an hour and I don't have all day!

Doctor: Well, apparently the software for the camouflage was incorrectly calibrated to the equipment interface. Some miscommunication between the hardware and software development teams. Basically, the colors are inverted when we activate the system. We have been rewiring the interface to compensate. It should not be long now.

Ximinez: All right, but make it quick. I have a meeting in an hour with the Commandant of the Sea Guard and Reginald Rothal of Rothal Shipping about this pirate problem in the Lake. Apparently another freighter of ours was attacked by Monteray Jack last night en route to Samsylvania, so I can't wait long.

Doctor: Very well, sir.

::The doctor crosses back to the door and exits with another "boom" as the large doors close. The Dark Regent let out a deep sigh. Perhaps adaptive camouflage was a bit too much to ask.::

Carianada

26-01-2004, 02:34

*In Edenstein palace, Empress Carolyn and Emperor Ed are sitting around watching Mitch Hedberg*

Carolyn: Smackey the frog! I want him to come here so I can pet him!
Ed: *laughing uncontrollably* I need a stick and a leaf... to recreate what he's used to!

*TV switches to Carlos What's-His-Name*

Carolyn: Ugh. This guy sucks.
Ed: Let us retire to the Imperial Chambers.

*They retire to the Imperial Chambers. Ed pulls Carolyn onto the bed*
Ed: Come here so you can be my queen!
Carolyn: *gets maniacal gleam in her eye* What?
Ed: What did you think I meant? Get over here, wench!
Carolyn: I'll ignore the fact that you just called me a wench and ask you if you are suggesting that I really be your queen?
Ed: What?
Carolyn: Never mind. *Maniacal gleam returns* Are you suggesting that we get married?
Ed: *Gets scared look* WHAT?!?!
Carolyn: *thinking fast* Well, you know, for... uh, political purposes and all... my lands would become part of the Edenstein, uh... Empire! Yeah, Empire. It'd be more like a... merger.
Ed: *Scared look fades. He starts to stroke his chin* Hmmmm... an empire, huh?

Edenstein

26-01-2004, 03:52

Ed: An Empire ehhh...... Well I already have an Empire....
Carolyn: But but.... umm.. There are other benefits....
Ed: Hmmm... yes... more coastline....
Carolyn: *Frowns a bit and gets an agitated look on her face* Yes... Exactly, more coastline....
Ed: And of course.... an everlasting and undying love for you.... *gets up to leave the room*
Carolyn: What?!?!
Ed: Nothing....
*gets off the bed*
Ed: ohhh wait one more thing *looks around at items in the room and grabs an empty Dr. Pepper can, he rips the tab off of it and kneels next to the bed* Empress... will you umm be... well I guess my Empress? *hands tab to her* this will have to do until I can get something else.
Carolyn: *looks at pop tab* Is this all the better you could do?
Ed: Well it is short notice.
Carolyn: Well.. ok, Yes I will marry you.
Ed: Excellent, be ready in an hour in your best dress, we are going to make a speech to the square and to all of LETI about this wonderful *thinks of word* Conjoining.....

*He leaves the room to call Zofia and Ulonov into his office... a few moments later Ed is back in his office, and Zofia and Ulonov are there with him wondering what they have been summoned for*

Zofia: So what have you called us here for? I had to fly in from Land-o-Eric to be here...
Ulonov: Yes, I am also busy, what is it.
Zofia: *mumbles* with your right hand
Ulonov: What did you say,
Zofia: Nothing...
Ed: Well, as you both know, Empress Carolyn has been staying here for the last few months... and quite frankly she has grown on me and I have taken to her. In any case, we will be announcing our engagement in *looks at watch* 30 Minutes.

*Zofia and Ulonov's mouths drop in unison (The only thing they have been able to agree on in some time)*

Zofia: let me be the first to say.... WTF!!!
Ulonov: For once I agree with her...
Ed: I'll explain later, just meet me on the balcony in a half hour.

*They salute and leave*

Meanwhile back on the ranch... Erm a half hour later on the balcony

*Edenstein News*
Stephani Schuster: We interupt this episode of "Golden Girls, Dorthy takes on the moon men" To bring you a live feed from Edenstein Palace*

*Emperor Ed and Empress Carolyn stand side by side, with Ulonov, Zofia, and random other officials. They are all dressed in their best uniforms and Carolyn is wearing a burgundy halter dress with long black gloves and a tiara*

Ed: Friendss, I stand before you today to bring you joyous news, I have proposed to the fair Empress Carolyn, and she has accepted. This happy union will bring peace to our two nations, and in my life. Ummm *looks around as simultaneously everyone in LETI's jaw drops* That is all for now, official plans will be announced later.

*They turn and head back into his office, Zofia and Ulonov both storm out of the room leaving Carolyn and Ed alone*

Edenstein

26-01-2004, 03:59

*Ed turns to Carolyn*

Ed: So... *raises eyebrows* Ready to celebrate our engagement?
Carolyn: *jumps up and down and shakes Ed* NOT NOW!! WE NEED TO START PLANNING THE WEDDING!!! I'M SO EXCITED!!!
Ed: *muttering* Oh God, what have I gotten myself into?
Carolyn: Okay, let's see, we need to plan the date... and book a caterer and a band--you know a lot of musicians, right? and a church and... what church are we going to have it at? In Carianada or in Edenstein? And you need to tell me which countries we're friendly with right now so I can address the invitations... and FLOWERS!! WE NEED FLOWERS!! *She runs out of the room wringing her hands*
Ed: Oh wow...

*Meanwhile, back in Carianada, Buffy, Deanna and Kelly are watching the live feed from Edenstein*

Buffy: WTF???
Deanna: Oh my God! She leaves the country for three months, doesn't even have any say in government activity the whole time, nearly gets assassinated because of her Star Trek addiction, and then signs our entire country off to EMPEROR ED?
Kelly: We are so screwed.
Deanna: And have you noticed that Carianada has been at peace the entire time she's been gone?
Buffy: Come to think of it, Carianada is always at peace when she's gone.
Kelly: Well, there was that whole time with Riker...
Deanna: Forget about that. We have to do something about this!

Aldovar

26-01-2004, 05:14

::All is quiet in Dovaria City. Red and white floodlights illuminate Dovaria Grand Castle. High in the Royal Chambers, the Dark Regent is laying in his massive dragon-mouth bed. The room is illuminated only by the soft glow of the dragon’s eyes and a reading light on the headboard, mounted just beneath the Aldovaria family crest at the back of the mouth. Dressed in a The Cheat t-shirt and penguin pajama pants, Ximinez is reading Once and Future King. He sets down the book and thinks. Two ships lost in a week’s time. And survivors of the attacks reported torpedoes fired at the ships. Monteray Jack, as far as anyone knew, operated from an old fishing trawler. A trawler with torpedo tubes? Not likely. Well, the Dominion Guard would be deploying airship and submarine fleets to find him in the morning. Ximinez he feels his eyelids getting somewhat heavy. He shuts off the light and puts the book on the nightstand, then turns over to go to sleep::

Aldovar

26-01-2004, 05:14

::Suddenly, a loud “boom” echoes across the room as the Doctor rushes in.::

Doctor: Come quick, my lord!

Ximinez (Groggily): It’s nearly midnight! What do you want?

Doctor: Come quick!

::The Dark Regent ambles to the doctor at the eastern windows, not quite awake::

Doctor: Look!

::Ximinez looks down onto the brightly-lit, snowy parade grounds::

Ximinez: What? I don’t see anything!

Doctor: Exactly!

Ximinez: What are you on, you old quack? Christ! You dare disturb my slumber to show me an empty parade gro…

Doctor: Exactly.

::Looking again, Ximinez notices a set of black circles at the end of some tire tracks near the edge of the field::

Ximinez: You did it?

::Doctor grins::

Doctor: Yes, boy, we most certainly did. As you can see, the camouflage doesn’t cover the tires, mainly because the OLED skin is not durable enough for that. However, I hope you are satisfied. In practice, an LCD coating would not have been nearly as good. The craft would still appear a light grey. Here, the skin actually emits light, allowing us better control over shadows. Of course, results are best in snow or sand where there isn’t much detail. In a forest or on a grassy plain, it would show a preset pattern, such as leaves or grass. In these situations, it will not be completely invisible. But it is better than having monotone paint. Here, we could deploy, say, in grasslands and, should the vehicles come upon a river or a desert or something, it would just change coloration.

Ximinez: Call Cardinal Rozencranz first thing in the morning. Then call Izimbeckwi. Tell them the system is ready.

::Doctor squeals::

Henceland Omega

26-01-2004, 05:44

::In the Edenstein Palace, Jay and Bert overhear the engagement announcement::

Bert: DAMMIT! This is going to make things harder!

Jay: Huh?

Bert: Dah! Wait! I have an idea.... here's how we can do it. Jay, the next time Star Trek comes on, you need to divert Ed's attention and get him out of the room!

Jay: Why? I'd miss Star Trek!

Bert: Just DO IT! Look, I'll hide in the room. When Ed comes back in you do this...

Henceland Omega

26-01-2004, 05:47

::Under the direction of Ruri, Manarth, HO, and Edenstein engineers quickly complete the locks::

Ruri: That should do the trick. The locks are complete. Operation should be able to begin again in the morning.

Boss: Da-amn! How do you do it girl? You're like... 10! How are you so smart?

Hoover: Heh. That's our Ruri!

::The workers receive their payment. Ruri discusses the state of things with the Manarth and Edenstein groups, then dismisses the engineers::

The Elddar Alliance

26-01-2004, 17:23

::Standing under a tent as many people struggle to hold it down::

Briana[shouting over the wind]: Where did this storm come from?

Nanfoodle(a short bald man with a bulbous nose): I do not know my Lady. The weather was clear not two days ago, and there are reports that the gale winds and sheets of rain will continue for another day at least.

Briana[a bit disharted]: Alright, we can only pray to the gods that this clears and the ground drys before the end of the tenday. If not we have to call off the festivel.

Nanfoodle[nods]: I agree. Hold those anchors down tight!!

::two anchors from the left front corner of the tent come undone sending six men flying and many more scrambling to re-anchor that corner::

Nanfoodle[shakes his head]: This is going to take a miracle.

Manarth

26-01-2004, 18:56

::Situation room of the Prime Minister's mansion, Lake Clarke City::

::There are a lot of extra guards around::

Jarnicki: Now all of you have heard by now two important changes affecting Manarth. First, the attempt on my life, which fortunately failed. Second, the merging of Edenstein and Carianadia, and Edenstein's siezure what was once the Land o Eric.

For the first, I have no clue who was behind this. The bodies were all of Marine corps reservists in the same platoon, and that's all we know. And I was concerned that they had targeted McMillan as well, but he was out of the country at the time thankfully.

DPM Jillian Tan: Any chance it was another nation? Kusa? Eastern Detroit? Crippleslovenia?

Jarnicki: I doubt it. All of those responsible were native Manarthians. Not even any immigrants from friendly countries.

Tan: But that would mean it's a group from Manarth.

Jarnicki: Yes, and that worries me most of all. I'm also a bit curious how Matthew Potts was able to figure out about their plans and rescue me. If only he'd lived through the ordeal.

McMillian: I don't think we'll learn anything from idle speculation. Let's move on to the Edenstein growth.

C of Military Operations Tobias Elliot: Well, they are our ally, so I think it's a good thing for them to be larger than before. It certainly doesn't hurt us.

Tan: But what will the other nations in LETI think. That region is notorious for having nations declair war on other nations for any reason and no reason save the whim of it's leader.

Elliot: That is true, but I hardly think it matters. I doubt anyone in LETI is dumb enough to stand up to Edenstein in the first place, much less when they have Carianada added to their fold.

Jarnicki: Well, that brings up another point. Assuming we are invited to the wedding, who will go?

McMillian: I feel that we should send someone with an understanding of LETI politics. Like Admiral Fly, or um... Thomas Franks if he's interested.

Elliot: Franks? Have you lost your mind? And although I enjoy Admiral Fly's company, the man has a one track mind. All he knows is navy.

Tan: What about you McMillan? You know a lot about LETI politics.

McMillan: Not me. Nope. Edenstein and me have never been friendly.

Jarnicki: Why don't I just go? That'll solve everything.

McMillan: No!

Jarnicki: Why not? Edenstein needs to know that we support them fully in whatever they do. And what greater honor can we give them than showing that they are important enough to warrent my time? It's decided. I'm going.

McMillan: But the assassins...

Jarnicki: Are all from Manarth. We went over this. I'll be even safer in Edenstein then I am at this very house. I might even get some sleep for once.

Tan: Good idea Kelly. As soon as I get the invitation, I'll start drafting your flight plans.

Jarnicki: That's all then I guess. You're dismissed.

MadderMike

26-01-2004, 19:25

Front page of Michaelgrad Daily News: Last night just ten minutes apart two Amalgamated Motors Gargantuan SUVs exploded while traveling the freeway north of the city. Very little is known about these incidents as the MadderMike Military claimed jurisdiction due to the proximity of the new 10 billion-dollar (25 billion Gold Bugs) artificial intelligence/ nano-technology lab (AI/NTL). The only information gleaned from military spokesman SSGT Mike Baggypants was ?It wasn?t a wire guided missile.?

Deep in the AI/NTL Colonel Mike Sanders is talking to his staff. ?Excellent results both of the artificial intelligence enhanced stingers (AI/FIM-92 Stinger) picked out the biggest targets and destroyed them.?

Carianada

27-01-2004, 04:54

*In Edenstein Palace, Empress Carolyn is lying on the four-poster bed, mulling over several bridal magazines and strewn-about pieces of paper*

Carolyn: *Whining* Ed... I have a problem.

*Ed is sitting at his desk with his new laptop, playing Command and Conquer, the LETI Edition*

Ed: What?
Carolyn: Well, I know that since we have tons of money, I can get only the best in flowers, bands, caterers etc... that's not the problem.
Ed: Then what is the problem?
Carolyn: I have no idea who to invite!
Ed: *scratches head* Hmmm... I have a lot of ties in LETI and elsewhere. That's going to be a difficult one. Definitely delegates from all the countries we're friendly with...
Carolyn: But what about warring countries? I can't keep track of everybody's conflicts. *starts to sniffle* I don't want any violence at my WEDDING!!! *she starts to cry*
Ed: *rubbing her back* It's okay, hon. *mutters* What am I getting myself into?
Carolyn: What did you say?
Ed: Nothing.
Carolyn: *sniffles* So you'll get me a list of everyone you want to invite?
Ed: Uh-huh.
Carolyn: And you'll boost the security at our wedding?
Ed: We'll have to. Heck, we may not even be safe in our own palace... those guys might still be out to kill you. *gets up* I'm going to make a call to security right now, and then I'll get started on that list. Don't worry, we're going to be fine.
Carolyn: Okay. *looks back at bridal magazines* Hmmm, diamond-encrusted party favors... we could afford that...

Aldovar

27-01-2004, 06:04

::In a dimly-lit conference room deep under Aldovar, Cardinal Fang, head of the Dark Guard (Aldovar's Secret Service), is being briefed::

Cardinal Fang: What is so urgent that I was awakened in the middle of the night?

Scientist 1: It appears, sir, that we lost it.

Cardinal Fang: Lost what?

Scientist 1: Band Bamp, sir.

Cardinal Fang: Band Camp?! How?

Scientist 2: If you would, direct your attention to the view screen.

::The various DG agents and scientists seated around the table turn to the screen at the end of the room. On it is depicted what appears to be a large rock, pointed at the bottom and covered with trees on its flat top. Upon closer examination, one notices a marching field, cabins, tennis courts, a lodge, and several service buildings::

Scientist 2: Ten years ago, as many of you already know, our society was nearly brought to its knees when this menace darkened our skies. Fortunately his lordship Dark Regent Ximinez engineered a brilliant plan to bring it down and harness its dark energy using magnetic field generators, tesla coils, and coffee stirrers. For a decade we contained it at this facility, deep underground. We used information we gathered to develop new medical tool, power systems, and weapons.

Scientist 1: However, when it came time to move Aldovar to the Lake Erie Tropical Islands, we encountered a roadblock. For tactical reasons, we withheld the knowledge of this facility from other nations and the UN, who is responsible for undertaking the shipment of nations. When we were lifted up, there was only about 10 feet of rock under the holding chamber. This should have held if not for a massive power surge from Band Camp.

Scientist 2: It blew out of its holding cell and last we saw, it plummeted into the sea somewhere north of Henceland Omega. We are using satellites to search the region for any sign of it, but so far are efforts are turning up negative.

Head Scientist: Cardinal Fang. If band camp was not destroyed in the fall, it could be a threat to every nation in this region. I recommend a full mobilization of military forces in the event that it should attempt another attack. I also would like to send a team of divers to investigate the crash site.

Cardinal Fang: Very well. I will notify the Dark Regent of the situation personally. Prepare a team to be ready for departure from Submarine Dock Gamma at oh-eight-hundred hours tomorrow. And keep this as quiet as possible. We don't want people to know that Band Camp is on the loose again. That's it, gentlemen. Get to it!

::Everyone gets up and files out of the room::

::Meanwhile, somewhere in Lake Erie, a dark shadow rises from the water. The shadow grows, then rises above the horizon. It then begins traveling north, directly towards Proenzistan and Crippleslovenia. Beware, for Band Camp has risen once again!::

Manarth

27-01-2004, 19:11

::In the capital of Manarth, Lake Clarke City, Admiral Benjamine Fly lookes over the recent readyness reports of his fleets::

Fly: Ok. Looks as though we need to send fleet 2 in for a bit of a rest. Let's bring Fleet one up to ready status... yes. Fleet 1. Move Fleet 1 into Erie, and dock it at Eastern Detroit.

Best move it one battlegroup at a time, so as not to piss off the locals.

And return Fleet 2 at the same speed. It needs refitting, repairs and reinforcements.

Fleet 3, bring them up to ready status. Thier outfitting will be done soon enough.

And maybe detach some of Fleet 2's battle groups. Hmm...

Ok. Here's my move.

Wainright swaps with Aries, Posiden with Lincoln, Zeus with Quinto city, Murcury with Athena.

Aries and Lincoln are transfered out for massive refitting. St. Matthewstown and Custer are transfered in.

Athena is made the fleet's command ship.

Sounds good to me. Now just to draft the orders.

Aldovar

28-01-2004, 04:26

::Somewhere in Lake Erie::

Dark Lord Band Director: Ah! You smell that Dark Lady Ellen?

Dark Lady Ellen: All I smell is cigarette smoke! Do you have to do that here?

Dark Lord Band Director: It's the smell of freedom!

Dark Lady Ellen: I still only smell your damned cigarettes!

Dark Lord Band Director: Come join me on this picnic table tower!

::The shadowy, chain smoking Dark Lord Band Director scales the mighty picnic table tower, from which he can see over the trees and out over the calm sea around the new island of Band Camp::

Dark Lord Band Director: Come, Dark Lady Ellen! Give me a kiss!

Dark Lady Ellen: Ooh! Your moustache tickles! But YOU TASTE LIKE CIGARETTES!

::Off in the distance, the lights of various cities of Henceland Omega glitter just above the horizon. Dark Lord Band Director pulls out his baton::

Dark Lord Band Director: There is our first target. (Points baton towards lights) And what is a band camp without campers? Dark Lord Dick!

::Dark Lord Dick bursts out of his cabin. The only things distinguishable about this shadowy man is his flaming red hair, which glows in the night, and the horde of cats about his feet.::

Dark Lord Dick: Yes sir!

Dark Lord Band Director: I didn't say anything yet!

Dark Lord Dick: Yes sir!

Dark Lord Band Director: Ack! Anyways. Prepare for brainwashing of new band members! It won't be long before our newest recruits, those slimy Aldovarian guards, return with our quarry!

Dark Lord Dick: Corporate America demands it, sir!

Dark Lord Band Director: What the?! Get away!

::Dark Lord Dick slithers away. Dark Lord Band Director lights another Camel and turns back to the horizon::

Dark Lord Band Director: It won't be long now, Dark Lady Ellen. It won't be long.

Dark Lady Ellen: You still smell bad!

MadderMike

28-01-2004, 05:02

Executive Order from the Prime Minister and CEO of MadderMike:: It is hereby decreed that every household at or over the income tax category of High Middle Class is ordered to purchase and maintain in good working order 1 MadderMike Bradley Fighting Machine armored personnel carrier with 20mm cannon. This order also announces the first annual Pistol target shooting competition. All MadderMikeian men and women over the age of 18 and under the age of 70 must compete in one or both categories 1) pistols, 2) hand cannons (Desert Eagle .50 cal, 454 Casual…). The winner will receive an all expenses paid cruise to some of the most exotic spots in Lake Ontario Tropical Isles.

Henceland Omega

28-01-2004, 06:07

::At B4U General Ramsus finshes preparations with Major Hassle::

Ramsus: Operation "Worse than Detroit shall being within the hour...

Hassle: Yes Sir. Everything is ready to go. We have our special forces already looking to the west...

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::Back in the Hence Palace, Ruri and Hoover returns. Hoover walks into the R&D room. Ruri finds Corran::

Corran: I hear the locks are operational again!

Ruri: Yes, everything proceeded as planned.

Corran: Excellent! Luna, call Chancellor Sammek. It's about time we got things settled once and for all...

Luna: Right!

MadderMike

28-01-2004, 16:48

Deep in the underground government offices Mike Oldsmobile CEO of Amalgamated Motors, Managing Director of the Artificial Intelligence/Nano-technology center, and currently Prime Minister of Madder Mike (6-month rotation amongst the 6 CEOs of the 6 largest corporations in MadderMike). Mike Oldsmobile (MO) addressing his staff; "We are doing great in Artificial Intelligence but the Nano-tech is woefully inadequate. Look what Edenstein did cleaning up the Welland Canal. Mike Bond how many operatives do we have operating in Edenstein?"
MB "Well um just one."
MO "WHAT!"
MB "Well when Dubelco invaded Eastern Detroit we moved everyone to Dubleco except for one operative."
MO "Sent him a coded message telling him to get on this Nano-tech ASAP."

MadderMike

28-01-2004, 17:13

In his squalid room in Edenstein the lone MadderMike operative, brother-in-law to Mike Bond, Minister of Information and Intelligence, waits listening for a coded message to be sent over the MadderMike Radio Broadcast Network (MRBN) . As he had for so many evenings without hearing anything he began to nod off. He jumps to his feet as he hears the unmistakable word combination activating him. Listening intently he tapes the message and copies the text down on his Palm Pilot ?. When it finishes he franticly looks around the apartment for his code book. Finding only the top 50 pages and remembering he used the rest to start a fire to impress one of the bar girls he invited up to spend one of the many lonely nights, he manages to decode some of the message. It apparently sends him off to investigate the Nano-technology lab somewhere near his current location.

Manarth

29-01-2004, 00:37

Manarth

29-01-2004, 00:39

Prime Minister Jarnicki: Today is an important day for all of us gathered here. I have recently learned of the attacks on Dubelco as I'm sure you all are aware, and have pondered what our response should be. Do we sit idely by as our former co-beligerant Dubelco is attacked by partisans? No! But all the same, can we attack inocent civilians for the crimes of a few diehards. No we cannot!

It is because of this, that we have decided that Eastern Detroit is not our enemy. The common people are our friends, welcoming us with open arms as we free them from their maniacle dictator. We should strive to win the hearts and minds of the common people. This is why we have decided to annex our territory in Eastern Detroit.

We have already set up a colonial government so that the transition to a true colony of Manarth will be swift and easy for the populance. Soon, we will begin to bolster the economy there, exporting jobs so that it too may prosper and grow. In time, I feel Eastern Detroit will once more become the golden jewel of Lake Erie, and all Manarthians, both locally and Eastern Detroit born will be proud of what their nation has become.

Thank you all for your time. I will be taking questions now, if anyone has any.

Manarth News Network

29-01-2004, 01:09

:Tricia Tokanowa MNN raises hand::

Jarnicki: Yes?

Tokanowa: ::In a flat emotionless voice:: Prime Minister, Is this the beginning of Manarth Expanding like 19th century Imperial Power. Will we end up suffering constant Colonial Wars?

Jarnicki: I sencerely doubt it. We are not doing anything more than extending a warm hand to those who need it. These people have suffered for years under a totalitarian regeme, and have no clue how to function as a nation. We provide the answer to this out of the courtesy of our hearts.

Next question?

::Tricia Tokanowa raises her hand again::

Jarnicki: Yes?

Tokanowa: What of the Leader of Eastern Detroit government in Exile showing up somewhere in this Region? How does this effect your decision? He has also been giving radio broadcasts of defiance to your rule.

Jarnicki: The simple answer is, it doesn't. The former leader of Easten Detroit should be captured and put on trial for what he has done to his people. However, Manarth has neither the time, nor the resources to conduct a long, fruitless hunt for this man. We are content to see him befret of all his power, in exile from his government.

We implore him to turn himself in and cease his radio broadcasts, but he's just grasping at straws right now. I imagine he couldn't be worse off, knowing that the power he once wielded like a blade, cutting down the innocent is taken from him, and he is reduced to nothing more than a shadow of his former terrifying self.

He will no longer be able to terrorize the poor people of Eastern Detroit. We as a nation will make sure of that.

Any other questions?

Tokanowa: What of the fact that nearely the entire ED airforce escaped the land?

Jarnicki: ::exasperated:: I didn't call on you and I think you've had about enough. But I'll answer this last one from you.

I find it a bit unnerving that basicly the entire airforce was able to excape. Right now we are trying to determine where they have gone.

However, I would like to remind you that this airforce has not turned up. It is entirely likely that they too grew tired of their leader's tyranical ways and mass diffected in order to ensure his loss to our forces.

::Starring at Tokanowa:: Anyone else have any questions?

MadderMike

29-01-2004, 02:49

Our two intrepid whiskey salesmen Mike and Mike find themselves with 100,000 USD in their pockets, a new whiskey supply contract from the Indian Casino Operators and now there is a new shipyard in LETI. They make their way to Clydebank Shipyards and start looking for a cargo vessel.

OOC: I am the self-proclaimed king of run on sentences.

MadderMike

29-01-2004, 02:59

In Edenstein the lone operative for MadderMike makes his way down to the local pub he has been frequenting. Shaking with excitement he orders a pint to calm his nerves. As casually as he can, he inquires the whereabouts of a Nano-lab. After providing several rounds of drinks and consuming many himself the operative has learned the location of one of these labs. With a slight swaying step he manages to find his way through back alleys until he comes to a large imposing chain link fence. He breaks out his wire cutters and cuts his way through the fence. Listening carefully for alarms he makes his way into the compound. Thinking to himself he wonders what in the world is a Nano.

Edenstein

29-01-2004, 04:00

*Two security gaurds are sitting outside one of the windows to Advantech, the company that produces and tests the XJ-53 Compound that cleaned the locks*

Steve: Hey! *looks at shadows* did you see that?
Sam: No I didn't...... get back to watch...
Steve: I'm sure I saw something.... *walks around corner and sees a cat eating a gopher* Ohh hi kitty, must of been you.. *walks back*
Sam: Told ya so...

*the two gaurds go back to their buisness, to the south end of the compound is a slighty open window, inadverntantly left open by Sam's 5th cousin who is is dating but do no know they are related*

Edenstein

29-01-2004, 04:00

The Elddar Alliance

29-01-2004, 16:50

::In the hustle and bustle of the final stages of the festivle set up::

Briana: Good work people, keep it up! We have eight more days left until the festivle, and so we are ahead of schedule.

Nanfoodle: My Lady, the ground is still saturated in far too many areas to support the tents or platforms.

Briana[grinning widely]: Do not doubt for a minute, I have taken care of everything.

Nanfoodle: I was afraid of that. Alright, the search party has located the lost bards and is enroute back here. They should arrive in four days.

Briana: Good, everything looks like it is working out. This should be fun.

MadderMike

29-01-2004, 18:04

The MadderMike operative quickly moves to the south end of the Advantech compound almost tripping over a cat chewing on some animal. There he spots a window ajar and pushes it open and crawls into the building. He closes the window to the position it was previously and moves into the interior. There he sees hundreds of miniature assembly lines, each with huge microscopes. Still not knowing what a Nano is he moves closer to one of the miniature assembly lines. Listening intently for guards he wishes he hadn?t consumed so much beer. There must be a men?s room around here he thinks to himself. He intently begins to look for relief. AH! Moving rapidly for the rest facilities.

Manarth News Network

30-01-2004, 03:29

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=119767&highlight=

It's time for the football post season here in LETI/LOTI. Check to see if your nation's team had what it takes to make it to the playoffs.

(All these games were determined fairly by me and my brain. If you don't like how your team did, yell at LETI sports to make the post season next time.)

Only two teams will make it to the coveted Uberbowl. Who will it be? Click the link and find out, be you man (or woman) enough to.

Manarth News Network

30-01-2004, 03:29

30-01-2004, 04:59

::In Deep Space::

Puchuu Commander: Puchuu!

Space Butler: He says prepare to set course!

Puchuu Commander: Chuu! Puchuu chuu puchuu!

Space Butler: Earth! 345 mark 459!

Puchuu helmsman: Puchuu!

Space Butler: Acknowledged, sir!

Puchuu Commander: Puchuuuu!

Space Butler: Lightspeed!

::The ship, notable for the giant puchuu face on the bow, comes about and goes to lightspeed. On board, Space Butler turns around and winesses the puchuus crowded on the bridge::

Space Butler: So cute!

Clydebank Shipyards

30-01-2004, 15:17

And lastly, I appologize to Madder Mike for failing to put him in. Sorry bout that. I was working off the old LETI map, and forgot about you. My bad.
ooc: Stupid automatic login
From the embassy of MadderMike::No problem we are still working out how to handle international sporting events. As you know it is manditory for all adults to carry a gun. We are working to protect the athletes with a deflector shield so far no luck. Parking lot skirmishes are still a problem. Next year we will be ready.
OOC: Is there a new map?

MadderMike

30-01-2004, 15:38

The two MadderMike whiskey barons tour the Clydebank Shipyards with Commodore Ian McGreggor (ret).
CIM “Well lads what kinda ship do ye want?”
Mike “We need something to transport whiskey, both the single malt and blended.”
CIM “Ah whiskey ye nae we lost our stills when we moved here from Scotland”
Mike “We could supply you with the good stuff from COC. They have the finest single malts in the region. Now that the Welland Canal is fixed we could provide you with a considerable quantity, for a price, you understand.”
CIM “Aye lads we have a deal. Now for your vessel, we have a brand new cargo ship The Scottish Coal Puffer These were originally designed to haul 100 tonnes of coal up the coast line and the islands, beach at high tide off-load the coal and float off at the next high tide. They have a coal fired steam piston engine and we have now installed a condenser to recapture the steam, and it has a steam assisted crane.” Ian quickly scans the surroundings and in a whisper adds “We have enlarged the original design and it will carry two Bradleys, or one Abrams or a company of troops (if you don’t mind them being sick). The advanced crane system will allow you to offload these anywhere you can beach tha beast.”
Mike – “We’ll take two”

Henceland Omega

30-01-2004, 19:38

Henceland Omega

30-01-2004, 19:39

::As Corran, Luna, Ritsuko, and Ruri lprepare to leave for DOS...::

Ruri: It all sounds very interesting. But if I may ask a question Emperor, why cheese?

Corran: Ha ha! Ruri, if you knew the Samsylvannians, you'd understand. I think it's a lot more humane and effective than nuclear arms!

Ritsuko: Yeah, I'd think someone of your intelligence should've been able to figure that out!

Luna: Ritsuko! Be nice! ::Ritsuko rolls her eyes::

Corran: Oh! Ritsuko, I wanted to ask you how Operation "Worse than Detroit" was going? Considering I dind't find out about it untill it started.

Ritsuko: Huh? Oh that. I'm sure we'll be in and out of there before anything gets noticed. They have no legitimate claim left on the thing, so we might as well use it I thought.

Corran: Yes yes. It's all well and good... I'm sure I'll hear all about it on the news.

::They walk out toward the helipad. Ritsuko leans and whispers to Luna::

Ritsuko: Why is she coming with us. She doesn't really have any part to play in this.

Luna: Corran wants her to get to know the other leaders of LETI if possible, so she can get a better understanding of them. You should understand that!

Ritsuko: ::shakes her head:: I don't know... I just don't like her very much. Completely serious and seemingly emotionless all the time.

Luna: I'd think of all people you'd be more forgiving of someone different.

Ritsuko: Ummm.....

Mr. T: All right! Everybody hop aboard! We're off to Sam City!

Pax Germania

30-01-2004, 20:24

On the Pax Germanian bank of the Mikan Channel a skeletal husk of a man crawls painfully out of the water. His skin is ghostly pale, and his eyes seem like two deep pools of the blackest oil. The man reaches the edge of the small beach and collapses with exhaustion. Another man, this one with an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt and a metal detector, stumbles across the frail near-lifeless carcass.

MadderMike

01-02-2004, 19:50

Mike and Mike the whiskey shipping magnates arrive at Michaelgrad harbor with the two Scottish coal puffers.
Mike "We need to get a crew to handle our shipments.'
Mike "Lets see uncle Mike Bond he always has helpers."
Upon arriving at the above ground portion of Mike Bond's compound they spot the two neighborhood girls, Michelle and Em (one of the rare MadderMikians with a nickname), the boys have grown up with the two and have remained friends.
Mike "Em you girls need a job?"
Em "Hey doofus what kind of job would you two have?"
Mike "Shipping on our cargo vessels."
Em thinks to herself--how could these two idiots have ships of any kind, me with two masters degrees and the only job I can get is at McTofu's
Em and Michelle "Yeah we're interested."

Henceland Omega

01-02-2004, 21:13

::From B4U Base, the Hence navy sails out with a small contingency of fighters and bombers. Led by General Ramsus Kahr, they head to the west of the DDR Islands...::

Edenstein

02-02-2004, 03:46

*Standing in the lavetory of the company. Edwing J. Lovetts , who is one of the head researchers and developers in the company, is reliving himself when a strange man dressed in black comes over and stands at the urinal next to him*

Edwin: Hey buddy, you working the lateshift too?

OOC: Mike go ahead and run with this, make it funny, when you want to move on just leave it at a place I can pick up.

Dubelco

02-02-2004, 06:50

*In the South West of LETI, the Excalibur Battle Group picks up some signals.*

Radar Officer: Sir, I'm picking up some blips here, also getting radio traffic.

Captain: Any word on the allegiance.

Radar Officer: It appears to be HO ships sir.

Captain: HO? *seems puzzled* Weird, this is one of the more deserted sections of LETI, what are they doing here? Send word to C&C about this, send some EC-2's out, double patrols, no one else sails out here. This is either a training exercise or something....well, we'll see.

MadderMike

02-02-2004, 14:53

In the lavatory of the Advantech company our intrepid spy Mike engages conversation with another occupant of the lavatory.
Mike: “Yeah I work the late shift, I test the executive’s chairs each night to make sure there are no defective seats.” He goes on to explain the importance of his job and that he is trying to work his way up in the organization. Having struck a nerve in Edwing J. Lovetts tutorial nature, Edwing begins to explain how a Nano is made, he shows Mike the assembly line and how they work, ending up in the classroom explaining theory. During this time he has been piling manuals, blueprints, and models into a box instructing Mike to study and he will soon be occupying one of those executive suites.
It is now 6:00 AM and the two start walking out towards the main gate.

Manarth

02-02-2004, 19:21

::Along the Manarthian/Dubelcoen boarder::

::A squad of MP's patrol through the desert in their Autoingen All Terrain Scout Vehicles in order to stop boarder jumpers::

Sgt: I hate this. Nothing but sand, and patrolls. Why the f*** did we want this f***ing prophet forsaken land?

Cpl: I hear ya sir. Not much I can do about it though.

Sgt: Yeah, yeah. I know. Won't stop me from complaining though.

Pvt1: Sgt. I've got reports comming in from Predator Drone Kitchen two that there's a jeep moving on the other side of the boarder.

Cpl: Is it crossing?

Pvt1: Hold on a second.... Nope. Running parallel to our barbed wire. I think it's trying to find a hole to run through.

Sgt: How close is the nearest hole, and can we get there first?

Pvt1: We won't make it. But we could cut them off here. ::points to map:: and blow them up before they make the hole.

Cpl: Good idea. Sgt?

Sgt: Inform the LT that we've got some fun comming our way. I've been waiting for a job like this.

Cpl: Me too, all the fighting I did was to hope my plane didn't crash on the inbound to this sand infested hell hole.

Pvt: What is our engagement protocol?

Sgt: What?

Pvt1: I think he means what we are going to do when we intercept the jeep.

Pvt: That's it exactly

Sgt: Blow it up. Look through the reckage.

Cpl: They're within range of TOW missiles. Do we fire?

Sgt: Hit 'em.

Cpl: On it.

::As the missile streaks toward it's target, from the control screen, the jeep springs into view. Right before the missile arrives, a small Dubelconian flag can be seen painted on the side of the jeep::

Cpl: Sgt. You need to see this.

Sgt: Did we hit it?

Cpl: I think so, but it looks like it was a Dubelco jeep.

Sgt: Oh sh**. Call the LT. We're going back to base. Someone in intel f***ed up here so we'd better follow this by the book. Unless you boys want to get blaimed for it.

Pvt1: Nope.

::The Manarthian soldiers drive back to their foward base, leaving the fate of the Dubelco jeep for intel to determine::

Dubelco

03-02-2004, 02:47

*As the TOW missile steaks towards the Jeep, one soldier spots it.*

Gunner: Oh f*** incoming!!!!!

*The gunner jumps off as the missile hits the jeep. The gunner is sent flying from the explosion, but shrapnel flies everywhere, cutting deep into his leg. The missile, hits directly underneath the Jeep, rolling it more than 75 feet. It breaks apart in midair, sending pieces all over the desert. The driver and shotgun die from shrapnel and the impact. The gunner lands, fracturing his left wrist, with multiple cuts and bruises from the fall.*

Tucker:.....Oh God!!! Mother F******!!! *riles in pain* Ugh....*grunts* Church...Tex...why?!?

*He passes out from the pain. A half an hour later another patrol drives by the wreckage, picks up the survivor.*

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*Tucker is in a medical facility in Echo Base. News travels around the bases that Manarth has fired upon a patrol. Higher ups have been passing it off as a terrorist attack. Word is eventually sent to the main base. Admiral MacArthur sends a message to Manarth.*

To Manarth Ruling Body:

An attack was made by your troops on our patrols in Eastern Detroit. We demand an immediate apology for your Intelligence Operatives incompetence. We demand reparations for the loss of troops and vehicle, and for the families of the troops. This blunder by your milatary will not go unnoticed, and will not be forgotten.

Manarth

03-02-2004, 05:55

::Jarnicki recieves the transmission, and calls for a meeting of all members of her cabinet::

Prime Minister: Ret. Gen. Kelly Jarnicki, Deputy Prime Minister: Jillian Tan, Chief of Military Operations: Ret. Gen. Tobias Elliot, Press Secretary: Ret. Gen. Mark McMillan, Secretary of Foreign Affairs: Zev Killian, Secretary of Space Affairs: Ret. Admiral Gordon Piett

Jarnicki: Well, you all have a copy of Dubelco's allegations. I haven't heard any response from our side of the fence, so I can't just up and meet their demands. Anyone have anything to say?

Piett: If we had more recon sattilites we wouldn't be having this problem right now.

Elliot: Look. Intel hasn't figured out what has happened yet. I don't want to do anything until I know what the hell is going on.

Piett: Let's get more sattilites! That'll help.

Killian: Listen. I agree with Elliot. If we jump at this all half-cocked, we'll look like the laughingstock of the region. I say we form a investigation into what happened. If it turnes out we are responsible, we appologize and pay reparations, if not, we don't.

McMillan: I agree, that sounds like the prudent course of action.

Tan: I agree too.

Jarnicki: Okay then. McMillan, Elliot, form a commitie and figure out who's responsible. And someone contact Izaskis and Blackford, they need to know what's going on.

::They continue discussions about CoC's fleet deployment in the South Pacific::

Henceland Omega

03-02-2004, 06:48

::In Sam City, Corran, Luna, Ritsuko, and Ruri leave the capitol and walk backto the helipad::

Ritsuko: You know, Chancellor Sammek sort of reminds me of an old pirate. Especially when after he started drinking his rum...

Luna: A pirate?

Corran: Well I'm at least glad everything worked out. They apologized for starting the war, they're going to reimburse us for our payment to Resi, and look at this great cheese basket they made for us! It looks so good!

Ruri: Emperor, I was wondering why they pffered to pay for the un-nukes when they were not involved at all in what happend to Tifa Island.

Ritsuko: Don't you get it kid? It was the quickest and easiest way to come up with a concrete number for reparations.

::They get on the helicoptor::

Luna: Oh and Ritsuko, next time we're in the presence of Daniel Jackson, please do not mention Zofia's name.

Ritsuko: Yeah. He got as bad as Ulonov when I metnioned her. I wonder what happened between those two anyway?

::Mr. T takes off and flies the administration back south to Fei Fong Wong::

Dubelco

03-02-2004, 08:16

*Aronar sits reading the daily reports. Andy and Tim sit with him going over recent events and agenda.*

Aronar: Now then, how goes phase 2?

Andy: Very well, phase 2 is almost complete, only waiting on one more.

Tim: I should mention sir, this will be putting a strain on our defenses.

Aronar: Only slightly. We've still got ample to hold the fort. Besides, we made one more purchase that will greatly increase defense.

Andy: Also sir, we're ready to begin our new tests for satelite use.

Aronar: Are you sure we're ready for this.

Andy: Yes sir, we've been preparing for a long time. We're ready.

Aronar: Alright....now then gentlemen, to the real priority, Manarth. We have a verbal and written alliance with them. Our verbal before the war and our written one after. How do we go about this.

Andy: Well sir, still no official word from Manarth. They haven't taken the blame yet. We've recovered the wreckage, and the bodies. The remains were charred due to a gas fire. The only names we had were Tex and Church, callsigns by the survivor Tucker.

Tim: Quite frankly sir, they are entirely to blame, they should pay up dearly. Their troops who commited the act should be tried and convicted.

Aronar: Now now, I have faith Manarths ruling body will comply and find themselves to blame. However issue a memo to them about those responsible.

Andy: Yes sir. Anything else?

Aronar: Yes, how is production coming from Pax on their new toy?

Andy: First stages sir, they'll be done in a few months or so.

Aronar: I see, thats going to bring a whole new change to empire.

MadderMike

03-02-2004, 15:40

Mike and Em chug out of Michaelgrad harbor cruising along at a whopping 4 knots. Em asks again what they are delivering.
Mike "Farming supplies."
Em "Can't this thing go any faster?"
Mike "Well Ian did say we could rig a sail on the crane and it would go about 7 knots."
Em "Lets do it, anything to break up the monotony of this ride."
As Mike begins to rig the sail, Em begins to shoot sea gulls, floating debris, any thing that looked like a target. She came in the top 10 in the pistol competition last year and in the top 100 for hand cannon. She was using the 454 Casual, little was left of any target she hit.
Em "You know trying to hit these moving targets is improving my aim, I think I will do much better in the competition this year."
Mike "Man that thing is loud how much ammo did you bring?"
Em "The usual, two 50 round belts, and about 20 boxes of my hand loads."
Mike thinking to himself "She is one beautiful girl but dangerous."

Layarteb

03-02-2004, 15:48

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=110584
if you are looking for USARMOR

Or I recommend the ST-09 or the ST-11...

Edenstein

03-02-2004, 20:57

*At the compound Advantech gate to the outside the two gaurds who where on late shit have 10 minutes left on their shift... they Stop Edwin and the man carrying the MASSIVE amounts of literature that was given to him*

Gaurd 1: *looking at the two* Dr Edwin, Can I see your Exit Clearence please?
Mike: Exit passes... *gets nervous* I left mine at home
Gaurd 2: I don't think I ever remember seeing you around here... who are you?
Edwin: Ohhh this guy works the late shift testing the executives chairs to make sure they are comfy...
Gaurd 1: Whats with the Library....
Edwin: I'm trying to educate him about the Nano's so that he can move up in the company!
Gaurd 2: I don't know if we can allow him to leave with all that...
Edwin: Come on... he is just trying to better Himself...
Gaurd 1: What is your name?
Mike: Ummm Mike.......
Gaurd 2: Mike what?
Mike: Ummmmm ya.... Mike....... *tries to think* Hunt.... Mike Hunt.. ya..
*The two gaurds pull pistols on the two....*
Gaurd 1: *Picks up the phone* Lets just call over to personel and find out who you really are Mr. Hunt....

Henceland Omega

03-02-2004, 23:07

::The HO navy cautiously moves through Lake Erie towards the west. Suddenly they stop just off the shore of Klan Mountain::

Hassle: Ok folks, you know what to do. I want this area secured ASAP!

Random Seargent: May I inquire as to who we're planning on fighting?

Hassle: Well intelligence shows no foreign activity. Crippleslovenia sort of gave up on this place a while ago, but remember, that Proenzastanian Admiral Spina Bifida is hiding somewhere. This is a good place for him to be. Theta Platoon, make for the center of the island immediately. We have to make sure nobody is here.

Seargent: But why? What good is this island going to do us?

Hassle: I'm afraid I can't tell you that untill debriefing.

Random Corporal: And what if the Dubelcans fire upon us?

Hassle: General Yamamoto assured us that she took care of that situation. If something happens, do NOT fire back. Let me handle it. Now GO!

Henceland Omega

04-02-2004, 03:58

::In the industrial city of Naoki, a demonstration is taking place. Jenny Hearthwind is standing on a podium talking to various passers-by on their way to work at the local factories::

Jenny: Why is the Mello always fluctuating? Do you wonder what's behind the economic boom that came about recently? It's time we Hencemen put the focus where it needs to be! What glory and honor is there working at a job, just getting by with the minimal amount of work! Does that make you Hence? No! The one who works every day without a long break, without vacation time; HE is the one who will become Hence and L33t!

Workerman: Sounds like you're claiming we should go back to the ways of the early 20th century!

Jenny: No, don't you see? Those who give to their business will be rewarded! This goes for managers too! Better facilities, more dedication, honor! That is the way to run a company!

::She continues. Tempest Freemont stands off to the side watching carefully::

Aldovar

04-02-2004, 04:38

::On a darkened beach in Henceland Omega, some random citizens are partying around a bonfire::

Random Citizen 1: Hey Random Citizen 2! Isn't this party great?

Random Citizen 2: Yeah, it sure is!

::In the shadows, two pale-faced commandoes crawl towards the party. One of them makes a hand sign in the air.::

Random Citizen 3: I like cheese! Hey! Where has everybody gone?

::Suddenly, one of the commandoes jumps seemingly out of the fire, tackling the last partier. Back in the shadows, commandoes rush all over launching Zodiacs and hijacked pleasure craft filled with prisoners from all up and down the beach. One by one, they move out until the last one whines off into the darkness.::

04-02-2004, 04:42

LETI Newsbreak

We take you to an undisclosed location where the announcement will be made on who successfully bid for the ownership of Crippleslovenia and all of its property, including military.

*Flash to an ominous office with a dark figure sitting in the shadows facing away from the camera.*

Man: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here to announce that I, *Man turns around* Dr. Klan, have purchased the rights to Crippleslovenia.

I have taken over the land not to rebuild a great and mighty nation. In fact, over the past several weeks, I have slowly moved the entire nation's population to different secret locations throughout the region. The purpose of taking such a large nation is to live my dream, to create an army of extraordinary magnitude. We are forging in the traditions of our ancestors. We have indeed built an army of extraordinary magnitude and will demonstrate it at random on unsuspecting nations. Our mission again is not to invade, nor will we be attacking. We are merely committing genocide, which is completely different. You have our gratitude.

04-02-2004, 05:19

*Pasadena, a small beach nation on Probation Island. As every day, the nation's citizens of this surfer nation spend their day drinking lattes, surfing, tanning, and only asscociating w/ "beautiful people." Bill Tennant, a citizen of Pasadena, with his "wife".

Bill: Hey dude, it's Bill Tennant!

Wife: Honey, I'm your wife, I know who you are!

Bill: I know dude, isn't it great to be completely heterosexual like me?!

Wife: <rolls eyes> Sure dear...

Bill: <Looks as ships come rolling onshore, unloading an army of geoncidal maniacs> Hey dudes...

Soldier: Shut the hell up you stupid hippie! <Stabs Bill through the side with a bayonet>

Bill: Dude, that was harsh...

MadderMike

04-02-2004, 05:34

Outside of the Advantech building Our budding spy begins to sweat as he is looking down the barrel of a large caliber pistol. He begins to fumble around in his pockets ostensibily searching for ID. He finds some recently developed photos. These were taken with his new Mattel Mini-Spi camera. As he thumbs through the pictures he remembers where he has seen Guard number 2. He casually flips the photos until he finds a photograph of Guard 2 in a bar slobbering over some woman obviously not his wife, quite plainly the ugliest prostitute in Edinstein. With a very discrete movement of his hands he shows the photo to Guard 2.

MadderMike

04-02-2004, 05:59

Deep in the MadderMike Industrio-government complex, Prime Minister Mike Oldsmobile addresses his cabinet.
PMMO: “Tomorrow will be a great day in the history of MadderMike, we will take possession of one of COC’s magnificent Silencer class submarines. I know we have spent a large sum of money to buy this submarine but it will take us into the future. Vice Admiral Mike Paul Jones, Commander Submarine Fleet Lake Erie (COMSUBFLE) is in charge of this momentous event. Please say a few words Admiral Jones.”
VAMPJ: 'Er Prime minister we have a slight problem with the Silencer class submarine.'
PMMO: "What is your small problem?'
VAMPJ; "We don’t have anyone who knows how to run a nuclear reactor. We have operated small submarines but this thing is huge.'
PMMO: "WHY DIDN”T ANYONE TELL ME THIS!!!"
Mike Bond Minister of Information and Intelligence steps forward. "We have taken steps to correct this oversight. We have placed a full page ad in the International edition of the Michaelgrad Daily News."
Michaelgrad Daily News
Are you a retired Navy Nuke but miss the Sea?
MadderMike is looking for you!
Come to our open house in the main teepee casino third floor Saturday in Indian Casino Operator with your credentials.

Manarth

04-02-2004, 06:12

Manarth

04-02-2004, 06:31

Intel Gen. Mathais Einfield: So, what is the report?

Captain: Kept secret as per your orders. We are responisible for the attack on Dubelco.

Einfield: Can we cover it up?

Captain: I don't know. Wait, are you serious about this? We're responsible for the deaths of 2 soldiers!

Einfield: I know, but we have more important things to worry about. Terroist attacks are continueing within the Republic of Western Ohio (part of ED Manarth controls). If we admit that we make mistakes here, we lose precious support back home. I can't let that happen.

Captain: Well, what do we do then?

Einfield: I have official word from higher up. You are responsible for forging your inquirery. If I can't find anything wrong with it, I pass it up the ladder. We have people in place to bribe those involved. Move them to advisory possitions in West Palm or something cushy like that.

Captain: I'm almost afraid to ask but what about me?

Einfield: We value your loyalty to Manarth, you will be promoted to Major, and given more responsibilities. Plus we'll know we can trust you in the future.

Captain: Ok. I'll be right on it sir.

Einfield: Good. Hope to have your report on my desk tomorrow.

::The Captain opens the door to leave::

Einfield: It's just a shame you didn't have the time to write it before. Oh well, make sure you do a good job.

Dubelco

04-02-2004, 07:50

Memo: To Manarth
From: Dubelco C&C
Re: Attack
Statement:

We request the investigation findings be sent to us. We wish to overview them and compare them with our records. Our findings conclude you are responsible for this attack. Once the match is complete, we will require the handing over of those responsible to be held on trial for their crimes against Confed.

Clydebank Shipyards

05-02-2004, 02:44

Clydebank Shipyards announces dry-dock repair facilities. We have two very large dry-docks 1250 ft X 200ft capable of handling most ships found in LETI and LOTI. These dry-docks were constructed to handle Nimitz class carriers with designs to accommodate the overhang. We have blocking patterns for most ships found in the Great Lakes Tropical basin. We can dock all classes of submarines. Our welders are certified for Level 1 Subsafe welding and can handle all types of armor belts including exotic alloys using ceramic bases and foam steel. Our Non Destructive testing labs are the finest in the land. We use chemical, x-ray, and MRI imaging to verify and certify welds, moldings and machined components. Our welders are certified in the secondary steam systems only. We DO NOT have the capability to do nuclear refueling or primary or reactor repairs. If this service is required you must provide your own “Tiger Team” to accomplish these missions. We do have certified Nuclear Safety Inspectors and your “Tiger Team” must provide your process plans for approval prior to starting work. We have six other dry-docks in addition to the two new large facilities. We regret that we can accept repair contracts from LETI and LOTI at the current time, as we are very small. Our entire workforce is dedicated to the shipyards, supply chain management and the vast network of pubs to support shipyard workers.

MadderMike

05-02-2004, 03:10

Deep in the underground Artificial Intelligence/Nano Technologies labs, Prime Minister Mike Oldsmobile is getting a briefing by the AI senior staff. Dr. Mike Tesla is explaining the latest developments.
DMT "Sir, we have made some significant breakthroughs in our Schoolyard Bully Artificial Intellegence system for our cruise and harpoon missile systems. Our simulators have shown that it is remarkably efficient in finding a weakness in a ships defense system, building, or bunker system and exploiting it. It is also adept at avoiding counter measures. The AI seems to view threats as "Teachers" and is able to avoid detection. The major problem we are working on now is all the missiles in the area tend to gang up on the weakest target."
PMMO "Excellent work so far, make sure you solve the ganging up problem and we will have a viable system." He turns towards the huge largely empty Nano tech side of the lab and wonders how his spy in Edenstein is doing.

MadderMike

05-02-2004, 03:28

It is 3 AM and the beginning of a rising tide as Mike and Em maneuver the little coal puffer into a secluded tiny sandy cove. As soon as they beach the tiny vessel a half a dozen desperate looking men approach. The obvious leader asks if this is Mike of Mike and Mike shipping. Mike nods yes and quickly starts to offload the many boxes of material. Each man picks up one of the heavy boxes and returns to the cave at the head of the little bay. Mike notes that the cave must be huge because he has not seen the same man twice. As the first hints of the oncoming dawn creep around the horizon the last of the boxes is carted away. The little puffer is now afloat and Em quickly backs out of the impromptu harbor. As Mike rigs the sail onto the crane and mast the little boat merges and blends with the fishing fleet starting out on their daily routine.

MadderMike

05-02-2004, 03:56

MadderMike’s Prime Minister Mike Oldsmobile calls Vice Admiral Mike Paul Jones into his opulent office.
PMMO: "Mike we have just recruited Retired Admiral Cook from Manarth
His credentials are as follows:
First head of Manarthian Navy
Leader of Manarthian Military in the post Evans years.
Was chief nuclear tech of Nimitz class carrier before becoming an admiral.
As soon as he arrives I have arranged to have you both flown to CoC shipyards to do the preliminary acceptance tests. This is a great addition to our fleet. With luck on our side the MadderMike Ship Genesis will be docked in the northern under ground sub pen for loading and we will begin familiarization trials shortly thereafter."
VADM Jones being of strong Scottish stock views this trip as a great opportunity for furthering his career and pick up some the world renown CoC single malt whiskeys.
OOC: John Paul Jones attacked several villages along the western coast of Scotland during the Revolutionary War. At one point his ship was out of gun powder and whiskey. They still managed to capture a town that had an armory. With the choice of loading whiskey or gun powder they chose whiskey. John Paul Jones was a Scotsman through and through.

Henceland Omega

05-02-2004, 07:24

::On Klan Mountain, Major Hassle reports in::

Hassle: General Kahr, Operation "Worse than Detroit" was a complete success. We have annexed the island, and have performed a thorough search. There are no signs of Bifida, Slotter, or Dr. Klan

Ramsus: Major, we have confirmed the whereabouts of Dr. Klan anyway, so we need not worry about him for now. In any case, the HO flag is now flying over Klan Mountain?

Hassle: Yes sir. We did lose a few men due to the ridiculously inhospitable area. What are your orders now?

Ramsus: Keep a small garrison posted there, have the rest of the men return to their bases. I think we may finally be able to revert to peacetime conditions. General Yamamoto is considering lowering the threat level.

Hassle: That's great! It'll be nice to not have to worry about wars and terrorists for once!

Mirabar

06-02-2004, 05:25

***Hidden research base deep in the forests of Mirabar***

Scientist: Research has shown us that it is possible to increase the size of our standard battleship guns. However, it does require a great deal of time to gather the nessicary resources and to test the effects of each round.

General: Agreed, start the project imediately. Carry on men.

Mirabar

06-02-2004, 05:28

Jarlaxle: Alright men, we are pulling out and heading back to our home in Mirabar. There seems to be no need for us here any longer. There seems to be an ill wind in the air, a storm is comming and I do not want to miss a chance to have a little fun.

::Soldiers hoot and hollar in excitment as they imediatelystart packing up their gear to head home::

Henceland Omega

06-02-2004, 08:06

::In the Hence palace::

Ruri: Emperor, we are prepared.

Rom: Yeah, we got the satellite all ready to go. The Pennyworth satellite to be precise.

Ritsuko: I'm surprised it has a normal name.

Rom: Yeah, well the Pennyworths found out about the project somehow and donated money for it so I sort of had to name it after them...

Ritsuko: You know, anyone but them and I'd be upset...

Rom: Anyway, it'll launch this afternoon...

06-02-2004, 08:19

*Deep in the secret headquarters of The Genocidal Former Nation of Crippleslovenia. After two days of bloody senseless brutality, an officer is presenting the latest figures to the head of the military working under Dr. Klan.*

Officer: Well sir, the estimated population is around 32 million, so we are only hoping to make a dent in it. So far in two days, we have confirmed 7,500 dead, an estimated 5,000 presumed dead, and we have lost 23 soldiers in the resistance. It seems though they are all reluctant to die, their lifestyle of easy living has made them soft.

*Leader, who appears to be Spina Bifida*: Excellent! It sounds like shooting fish in a barrel. In fact, I want you construct a large metal structure on the beach and gather up 50 citizens. They will be "contestants" in our PPV game show. I will stand on a platform above the barrel with a rifle. Whoever is the last left is declared the winner.

Officer: What will they win sir?

Bifida: Oh, six days of torture ending in disembowlment of course.

Officer: Excellent sir, I'll call the cable stations immediately! *Salutes and walks off*

Henceland Omega

06-02-2004, 08:58

::In his hideout, Sgt. Slotter watches the news and cackles::

Tom Tucker: ...and there have been 7500 confirmed dead, and 5000 more missing. The killings resemble those in the rape of Tifa, as people have been brutally beaten, raped, and forced to listen to rap remixes of Kenny G dubbing himself over Louis Armstrong. Nations across LETI have been horrified by the senseless genocide! But, they figured it was best not to get involved, and just let things go on as usual.

Diane: Let things go indeed Tom! Next up, we go to Val for the weather forecast! Let's hope for a good one!

::Slotter turns off the TV::

Slotter: That's great! Those guys really know what their doing. I think I'll make a sizeable donation to those guys. That can take some of the heat off of my guys. Speaking of which, Bert, how are things going?

Bert: (Over his cell phone) Well we made another attempt yesterday, but Jay took an hour trying to figure out how to operate baseball bat without hitting himself on the head, so in the end, Carolyn is still alive and Jay has a headache.

Slotter: Morons! Look, there's a wedding coming up. Find out all the ins and outs, and plan something for there! You'd better not mess up this time!

Bert: Ok sir. ::hangs up::

Slotter: And how about the recruitment process?

Eddie: Well sir, we managed to drum up a few more people. We have here Christopher Delisland, Michael Hater, George Cardinal, Annie Seater, and Dave Maruscsak.

Slotter: Excellent. We'll get them up to speed... I have some plans...

MadderMike

06-02-2004, 14:52

Mike and Em, leaving the fishing fleet far behind settle into the routine of sailing the vastness of Lake Erie.
Em "Those guys didn't look like farmers."
Mike "That is a harsh land farming is hard."
Em "Those crates didn't look like farm equipment."
Mike "They were bees for the farmers."
Em "Bees! The didn't look like bee hives to me."
Mike "Look, I'm no dummy, Uncle Mike told me to deliver this stuff to some Detroit place and to be careful of the stingers. So of course I figured out that he was talking about bees!"
Em thinking to herself --If he wasn't such a hunk I would shoot him for sheer stupidity.

Eastern Detroit

07-02-2004, 04:02

*At the Micheal Dover Chocolate Factory in Detroit, 2 Assembly line workers are working hard to make sure that Dubelco has enough fine Eastern Detroit Chocolate*

Worker 1: This is total BS, they invade us, and now they are making us make them Chocolate. And they Pay us Peanuts.

Worker 2: Be glad we are on the Buckeye line, man this is easy
*He proceeds to do the extent of his job which is placing a plastic Lid on a container as it moves down the assembly line to Worker 1 who places a shrink wrap band on it and puts it into the Heat machine that seals is*

Worker 1: But they are paying us so little, you know what we should have a general strike, across the country and see what those imperials think about this.

Worker 2: Yeah.

*A Dubelcoan soldier that patrols the plant making sure everyone is working comes by*

Confed Soldier: Hey you two, stop leaning on the the assembly line, and NO talking.

Worker 1: Thats it.

*The workers pick up the nearest heavy thing to them which is a shipping box of buckeyes and cracks the soldier on the back of the neck with it. The other workers of the assembly line join in, they then proceed to throw the soldier into one of the choclate machines where he comes out pressed flat and covered with a delicious carmel chocolate coating*

Worker 2: STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE!

*Across the factory more workers rise up and more confed soldeirs come out with a light chocolate crusting*

Eastern Detroit

07-02-2004, 04:04

Of the council of clan

07-02-2004, 05:27

OOC: mutters and kicks server due to post deletion

IC:

*In the Mountains dividing Eastern Detroit a low rumbling can be heard, it is the sound of Hundreds of Diesel Engines. Then coming out of their cave complexes 2 Armored Cavalry Regiments that have been hiding since the fighting began come rolling out. One heads northeast in attempt to take the port of Newcomerstown and the other heads south heading for Lima and the Dubelcoan/Manarthian Border*

OOC: Each Regiment consists of (with all attached support)
Combat:
85 T-84UM
40 T-90
75 BMP-2
50 BMP-3
20 Mi-28 Havoc
30 Ka-52 Hokum
20 Self Propelled 152mm Artillery
20 MLRS Systems (russian versions)
40 Mi-24 Hind
18 Mi-8 Hip

Of the council of clan

07-02-2004, 05:29

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Read that as an Eastern Detroit post :oops:

Henceland Omega

07-02-2004, 08:39

::A large donation of money ends up in Crippleslovenia with a note that reads "Loved the PPV special! Keep it up!" The note is not signed, nor is there any indication of where the money came from::

Manarth

07-02-2004, 21:15

::Inside the inteligence HQ of Manarth::

Sgt. Major Mark St. Gregory: Lt. Col! Lt. Col! You'd better take a look at this!

Lt. Col Vandershale (Very distant relation): That looks like an armored colomn. Has Dubelco really gone that far to?

Major Orwell: Nope. We're negotiating with them now. They shouldn't be doing anything like that.

Vandershale: So who is it?

St. Gregory: From what the techs are saying, it's Eastern Detroit.

Vandershale: What?! They're... Oh hell.

Orwell: Should I inform the Generals, sir?

Vandershale: You'd better get on it. And tell Dubelco what's comming too. And ask permission to cross into their side of the border. We'd better be involved in this one.

Dubelco

08-02-2004, 04:36

*From the HQ building in Echo Base in Eastern Detroit, Admiral McArthur learns of the amass of troops moving from the mountains.*

A.M.: Holy Crap! Where on earth did those come from? No matter, Sergent! *Sergent salutes* Mobilize 2nd Mechanized Divsion, and call in air superiority fighters, move in the works.

Sgt.: Yes Sir!

*The 2nd Mechanized division begins to mobilize for its movement south. F/18's, F/22's, and A/10's launch from bases. AC-130 Spectre Gunships begin fueling*

Manarth

08-02-2004, 05:03

Lt. McCain: SSGT Walters? We're getting an attachment of West Palm Beach mercenaries. Apparently the folks back at LCC don't want us dying on them. I want you to talk to them and integrate them under our command.

Walters: Yes sir.

::Walters walks out to the tents where WPB mercenaries are staying. They appear to number about 130 or so. He assumes they are being attached to his battalion, and wonders why he was assigned as their envoy::

::He is greeted by two soldiers wearing bits and pieces of both civilain clothing and camo. One has a M-14 slung over his sholder, and the other has an AK-74 that looks as though it has seen better days. They simply wave to him as they continue what looks like a game of chess::

Walters: Who's your commander?

WPB 1: Commander? You mean who's in charge?

WPB 2: That must be what he means. Take him to the president.

Walters: President?

WPB 1: Yeah, and I'm not taking him. You do, I'm still thinking about my move.

Walters: This is odd, what's your command structure?

WPB 1: What's a command structure. You're making me lose my concentration. Larry, get this guy out of here, before he pisses me off more.

WPB 2 (Larry): Yeah, you. Come with me. I'll bet the president'll want to talk to you.

::They walk past tents that are as un-uniform as possible. Again, Walters is amazed at the lack of uniformity in weapons, uniforms, tents and everything about the place. Finally, they reach a tent that is substantially better than the rest, but certainly not big enough to be for a foreign dignitary::

Larry: Presidents in here.

Walters: Thank you, I guess.

::Walters walks in to the room, to find a man talking on his cell phone::

Man: Yes it's expensive, but Manarth is footing the bill. Just bill them for every mission they send you on, I'm not paying you squat. Look, all I'm saying is we may need air support and I don't want to have to negotiate how much it is going to cost. ::looks at Walters:: We'll talk about this later. Yes?

Walters: SSGT Walters, here to be your leason to the battalion, sir!

Man: Calm down there. I'm not a sir. At least I hope I'm not that old yet. Sit down, sit down. Want some wiskey? You're countrymen are footing the rations so I thaught I'd order a little something extra. Had my accountants hide it too, they're good. How can I help you?

Walters: Are you the president?

Man: President of this subsidiery of the Third Mercenary corporation of the Greater West Palm Beach Test Flights conglomerate. Mr. Kelner at your service.

Walters: And the Third Mercenary corporation is how big?

Kelner: 129 men. 50% in direct combat roles. My manager of battle sciences deals with that. If you want to talk grand overview though, I'm the one to deal with. I recently fired my CFO though, so we've hired a temp, but he doesn't know much about the job. I'm really considering promoting one of the guys in lower management, say... Barkley, our ammunition accountant. I really think he might be up for the job, but he's still a bit young. What was your question again?

Walters: So you've got 65 men here that can fight?

Kelner: 64, once I fill Barkley's old job. Well, everyone can fight of cource, but only a few have been trained in the finer art of warfare. We find it goes against our bottom line to give everyone basic training.

Walters: And your command structure?

Kelner: Well, our entire conglomerate is here. Twenty subsidearies in all. Three of them armor, two air. You'd be amazed at how hard it is to find people who can fly a F-16 now adays. Well, anyway, I've got a manager for our four fighting shifts, which answer to my manager of battle sciences. That's probubly all you need to know. I've got about 15 men in each shift.

Walters: Wierd...

Of the council of clan

08-02-2004, 15:10

OOC: The Division is coming from the north or the south?
And what does it consist of?

IC:
*The Ka-52's and Mi-28's scout ahead of the formation on the deck in the low level and search out for targets, while the BRDM's scout ahead of the formation and the BMP's are mixed in with the tanks in a large wedge formation, both units are advancing at 45KM, the Artillery is taking up the rear, and the ADA is mixed in with the main vehicles*

*Back in the base more diesel engines are warming up, and the equivelant of one Armored Division comes rolling out to back up the attack on Newcomerstown.*

ooc: Armored Division:
300 T-90 Main Battle Tanks
300 BMP-3 IFV's
75 Ka-52
75 Mi-28 Havoc
40 Mi-24 Hind
50 152mm Self Propelled Guns
35 MLRS
40 Mi-8 Hip Transport Helo's
and all assorted support

08-02-2004, 16:08

*Secret Headquarters of the Genocidal Former Nation of Crippleslovenia. It has been several days since the random attack on Pasadena began. Over the course of about a week, 30,000 have been confirmed dead, 20,000 more are missing and presumed dead, and military leader Spina Bifida has started a daily hit PPV game show called "Fish in a Barrel," allowing him to kill another 147 people personally. The first day's winner, a local singer Anne Lennox, was forced to walk on broken glass, was beaten relentlessly w/ a Nerf bat, and was forced to listen to a continuous 24-hr loop of Sheryl Crow's "Soak Up the Sun." Like the two others since, she will receive six days of horrible torture followed by her disembowlment at the end of that night's "Fish in a Barrel," which has grossed more in three days than any three non-pornographic PPV shows ever. Spina Bifida sits in his bunker office cleaning his rifle.*

Bifida: <sighs> I am growing bored of Pasadena. It feels like once you've killed 30,000+ people, it becomes mundane. I don't want to lose my passion. I need 200 people immediately kidnapped for 4 more shows. Once we have completed the next four "Fish in a Barrel" episodes, we'll postpone the show until further notice. Order the men to step it up. Have no mercy on anyone and leave no one they come across alive. On the last day we will burn as much of the island as possible and planes will drop plant-killing bacteria onto the countryside. Oh, and start stealing candy from babies, I like candy.

Pax Germania

08-02-2004, 20:45

**Connected to an intravenous feeding tube, the Zembeck refugee is mumbling incoherently. Suddenly he wretches in pain and explodes with cries for help. Two nurses rush to his aid. The man then grabs one of the nurse’s hair and pulls her head close to his parched mouth. He whispers something into her ear. Stunned, the nurse rushes to her boss.**

Pax Germania

08-02-2004, 21:11

6:50pm--

Nurse Betty: Doctor! Doctor, I have something you need to know!

Dr. Frederick Millard: Calm down Betty. What is it?

NB: The Zembeck, he told me something.

[Close-up of Dr.’s eyes widening.]

7:08pm--

A message from a doctor in North Eastern Pax Germania reaches the desk of James Hartman.

7:35pm--

Bulger Fifteen Representative Johannes Reithinger addresses the B-15 Security Counsel regarding Izimbeckwi’s removal from the alliance.

Dubelco

09-02-2004, 07:04

Mirabar

09-02-2004, 15:16

***Inside the capital building of Mirabar***

::Marchion Ellastul is going stark raving mad in light of recent events that have happened::

Ellastul: Why must things like this allways happen at the wrong time?! Why must time be such an issue anymore?! And what the hell do you want?![As he throws another heavy book at his secretary, knocking her out cold for the fourth time this week] I have two options[a little calmer], continue on or take a deeper darker road that can only lead to more pain and suffering.[On his knees by this point] Why must everything have to be so hidden from sight. Most often I can see the path I need to take, but this one is hidden from me.[Hangs his head in resignation] I shall just end it now.

::Stands up and walks out of the office barreling through anyone who doesn't move in time::

Edenstein

09-02-2004, 16:46

*Emperor Ed and Carolyn have just returned from Dayton visiting her younger sister and Princess school*

Ed: Oy.... that was a long trip!
Carolyn: Yes... It gave me more then ample time to make up the guest list and the music list for the wedding!!!!!!!!! ITS GONNA BE WONDERFUL!!!
Ed: oy.... *they walk into Emperor Ed's chamber and turn on startrek*

*At the Advantech compound*

Gaurd 2: Where did you get that pic!
*Grabs picture*
Gaurd 2: Well he is ok by me......
Gaurd 1: *Talking on the phone to someone* The boss wants us to take you to him.
*The gaurd points the gun at mike and motions back to the building*

--At a small building in Linux--
Sophia: So it is decided then, The Emperor shall die?
Alexi: Yes, we've dug tunnels underneath the streets where his car rides.
Sophia: And do we know what time the train runs?
Alexi: Yes its all taken care of... and hopefully we can take out Carolyn too...
Alexi: Excellent, everything is going to plan.

Eastern Detroit

09-02-2004, 21:11

Eastern Detroit

09-02-2004, 21:12

*From Military bases, 200 F-18's with 100 F-22's as escort's as escorts fly towards the nearing rebel amry. The F-18's climb to a safe elevation and begin dropping cluster bombs on the Anti-Air vehicles and T-90/T-84 tanks. Once their payloads are depleted they return to base.*

*The Anti-Air Vehicles launch their sam's when the F-18's and F-22's come within 10 KM of the formation. A total of 140 missiles were launched from 2S6M launchers(http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/land/row/2s6m.htm). When the fighters got closer the 2S6M's and the ZSU-23-4 open fire with their 30mm and 23mm anti-aircraft guns.

The cluster munitions did not destroy any tanks, though 5 were disabled (Engines hit)(T-84) by the clusters and 4 T-90's got their tracks blown off.

The Clusters did destroy 6 2S6M;s and 1 ZSU-23-4. Leaving 41 ZSU-23-4 and 21 2S6M's*

*The Armored Regiment having chewed its way through Dubelcoan patrol forces, taking light losses has neared within 45KM of Newcomerstown, and cut all the roads into the city from the south and the West. The Division is 25KM Behind it and moving to cut the Northern Roads.*

*The Regiment out of the South of the Mountains has advanced steadily meating light resistance and has almost made it to the Manarthian/Dubelcoan Border*

OOC: You got to tell me if ANY ground forces are near the Border of Manarth, or New Comerstown. Since you haven't posted any, i assume its just regular patrols that would get rolled over by an advancing Armored force.

Eastern Detroit

09-02-2004, 21:42

*Off the North Western Shore of Dubelco, about 25 Miles NW, an Akula II Submarine of the Eastern Detroit navy is stalking a large unescorted commecial oil tanker with a Dubelcoan flag.*

*It fires 2 533mm Torpedo's at the tanker, and waits to see the result*

Manarth

10-02-2004, 01:35

::The 3th Armored Cavalry Division waits on the boarder with the WPB 3rd and 6th conglomerates (each is roughly the size of a battalion and contains an airforce). Their airforce, roughly four wings in size, has been selected to come due to their lowest bid for the job::

Base Mike-Alpha-003 Aircraft command: All WPB subsidiaries! You have not been cleared for lift off!

3rd Conglomerate Atta Subsidiary 01: Screw you heathens! We're home now! Praise allah!

Mike-Alpha-003 command: What do you mean? Land immediately. You are not cleared to procede.

::The fighters, SU-37s, procede on past the border toward the ED tanks::

Eastern Detroit

10-02-2004, 01:50

*the Su-37's drop below radar coverage and head north at Mach 1. they land at a captured airfield just south of the mountains where they are quickly brought under camoflauged covers. All 288 of them.*

Manarth

10-02-2004, 02:12

Gulf 05 (F-15D): Checkmate! I've got a whole mess load of fighters moving for the border. I don't rember this in the briefing.

Checkmate (AWACS): Don't touch this one. I've just got orders from HQ. They're WPB fighters, we let them do what they want. Not our flag, not our problem.

Gulf 05: Roger that Checkmate. Continuing my patrol.

Dubelco

10-02-2004, 03:48

MadderMike

10-02-2004, 05:20

Outside the Advantech building Guard #1 prods Mike towards the main gate building straddling the fence perimeter. Upon entering the building Mike sees a small reception area and a door opening into an obvious office space. With the pistol still at his back he moves into the office space. Once inside he spots a large desk covered with papers marked with rings of spilled coffee. Standing on the conference table is a very attractive young woman wearing a French maid’s uniform. The uniform covers very little. Guard #1 seems to be mesmerized by the sight of the young woman. Behind the desk sits a very large man dressed in an extremely rumbled uniform. Quickly assessing the scene Mike says in a commanding voice "Oh!, I see you have the Bak-Kracker X-2000 executive reclining chair with the baby skin soft leather, but it is not set up right." Before anyone stops him he moves to the control panel of the chair, makes a few quick switch settings and adjusts some slide switches. The chair quickly adjusts, warming up and wrapping the man in a cozy form fitting cocoon. His eyes glaze over and drool starts forming at the edge of his mouth. Mike looks around and says in a quiet voice "My work here is done, I’ll take my gear and be out of here."

MadderMike

10-02-2004, 05:32

The MadderMike Secretary of State sends dispatches to Henceland Omega, Edenstein, CoC and Manarth requesting permission to move the MadderMike Silencer class submarine purchased from CoC shipyards through the Welland Canal to its new homeport in MadderMike.

OOC: All Cabinet Members are Ministers except the Secretary of State, I like the name better than Minister of State.

Dubelco

10-02-2004, 07:54

*The C&C room is lulled, as the night shift drags on. Tim is sitting in the chair reading the causalty list from the latest Eastern Detroit schirmish.*

Tim: *sips coffee* ...mmm...French Vanilla...now then...what?! That many lost, that many detroyed?! What do we pay these pilots for?! *Slams reports down.* We lose 90 F-18's and 20 F-22's?! This has to stop, I'm making an executive order.
*Rooms occupants turn*
Tim: Begin Operation "Sounds Better Than It Is".
*The night crew looks worried, then begins work.*
Tim: I may get promoted, but its not like I can get fired, my brothers my boss. *Walks over to the Mr. Coffee for a refill.*

------------------------------

*In Eastern Detroit, a message is wired to Admiral McArthur.*

McA: *Reads* Holy Jesus....*He sends a phone call to the needed airfields. C-130's begin prepping stages. F-16 Patrol's are on high alert.*

*Patrols in near Newcomerstown are scattered. The troops in have been combined mostly into a makeshift ramble of troops and vehicles north of the city. The numbers can't be approximated, but a Mechanized Corp (1000 men) would justify its size. HMMV's, Bradley's, Strykers, and a few T-90 tanks. Soldiers of all accords, in rank from grunt to Captain can be found. No one has assumed command, but the general jist is that a defensive grid has been formed in a small oval behind the defeding lines. Hull Down T-55 Tanks(one every 1/10 of a mile formed around the northern border for about 10 miles) form a defensive line about 5 miles outside the city limits backed by the Corp. Defensive bunkers harbor men, and communication has been distrought due to a blackout througout the city. The only info they have from command is: Prepare for extreme prejudicial danger.*

MadderMike

10-02-2004, 14:56

Deep in the MadderMike government offices Prime Minister and CEO of Amalgamated Motors Mike Oldsmobile addresses his cabinet, various lackeys are scurring around.
MO: "Things are progressing well, though we still haven't heard from our spy in Edenstein. Mike Bond did you get the other spies out of Dubelco?"
Mike Bond Minister of Information and Intellegence: "Well we got them out of Dubelco but they seem to be gambling in Indian Casino Operator's many gambling teepees. Their last communication was that they were going on a buffalo hunt.
MO:"We need those guys in Edenstein."
MB: "Sir, we have another problem."
MO: "What's that?"
MB: "Your term for Prime Minister is almost up."
MO: "Just call the other 5 CEOs and tell them I am going to continue."

HeavyArmsMetal

10-02-2004, 15:40

Hello my fellow letians! Letistock is quickly approaching and we only have a total of 7 bands signed up to play the venue! What is up with that? have you lost your Leti Spirit? Who needs all this war and crap just send a band to letistock and come on over to HeavyArmsMetal and kick back and have a great time.

MadderMike

10-02-2004, 17:32

After serveral rounds of the Battle of the Bands and the ensuing gun fights Madder Mike is proud to send the band Glorious Noise to Letistock. Their genre is ...um ... noise.

Carianada

10-02-2004, 17:40

*Empress Carolyn is sitting in the Edenstein Palace watching A Wedding Story. All of a sudden she jumps up*

Carolyn: OH NO! I've been so busy planning the wedding that I forgot to send out the invitations! And the wedding is next week!

*She goes to computer and types a press release*

Press Release from Edenstein and Carianada

Delegates from these countries are cordially invited to the wedding of Empress Carolyn and Emperor Ed, next Tuesday, February 17th.

Samsylvannia
Henceland Omega
Spinkoslovakia
Hairybackistan
Euphoni
Crippleslovenia
Council of Clan
Manarth
Dubelco
Mirabar
Pax Germania
Rialto
MadderMike
Sketch
Daistallia

If any country not on this list wishes to be invited, it must submit a formal request to either Edenstein or Carianada by telegram detailing the reasons why a delegate from that country should be invited. Security will be extremely high at this event, as there will be many foreign diplomats, celebrities there, and also it is suspected that a covert group is trying to assassinate the Empress. Thank you. I CAN'T WAIT!!!!

Sincerely, Empress Carolyn

*Empress Carolyn sends off the press release and sits back in her chair*

Manarth

10-02-2004, 22:56

Zev Killian: So, the wedding is on the 17th... Blackford!

Stanly Blackford: Yes, Mr. Prime Minister?

Killian: I'm going personally. I want you and Izaskis to come with me.

Blackford: Izaskis is having problems with ED rebels right now, and I...

Killian: Nothing your subordinates can't handle. And I'm sure Ionia will be fine in charge for a few days. Please fax this RSVP to the Emporess, we have to tell them we're coming.

Blackford: Yes, Mr. Prime Minister.

Dear Empress Carolyn,

As the Prime Minister of Manarth, I welcome your invitation to attend the wedding between two leaders as distinguished as you and your groom. I assume it will be alright for Mr. Blackford, Gen. Izaskis and myself to all attend, however, if size is a problem I can come alone.

I am greatful for your security concerns; as such I will gladly allow your people to take care of security for the evening. I will be booking a hotel room for the 15th, in order to be ready for the main event. Looking foward to it, and congratulations.

Your friend and ally,
Mr. Zev Killian
Prime Minister of Manarth

Manarth

10-02-2004, 23:15

Gen. Paul Izaskis: Mrs. Govener, I can't understand it. I've already asked permission from Dubelco, and they've granted us movement on their territory.

Govener Angela Wainright-Cauldwell: I'm sorry, I can't allow it. I've got the information from Blackford himself. You are not to attack anything outside of Manarthian territory. You are to withdrawl 10 miles from the border, and if anyone crosses, you are to terminate them.

Izaskis: But...

Angela: No buts. If you don't want to do it, I'm sure I can find someone else for the job.

Izaskis: Very well, but mark my words, this isn't going to look good in the international community.

Angela: Worrying about that isn't your job. Your job is to carry out the higherups orders, and you are expected to do it. Now get to it.

Izaskis: Yes ma'am.

MadderMike

11-02-2004, 03:20

Deep in the MadderMike government offices Prime Minister and CEO of Amalgamated Motors Mike Oldsmobile is sipping some fine CoC single malt whiskey when his chief lackey comes in.
CL:"All of the other CEOs agreed to let you continue except Mike Frod of Frod Motor Company."
MO:"That guy has been a pain in my side for years."
At that moment Mike Bond Minister of Information and Intellegence comes in.
MB:"I'd like you to meet my nephew Lance Corporal Mike 'The Bomber' Kazinski"
Lance Corporal Mike:"I couldn't help hear what you just said sir, and if I might be so bold as to suggest testing the Schoolyard Bully Artificial Intellegence system. I do believe CEO Frod insists on keeping his compound above ground. "
MO:"Excellent, I like the way you think son."
Michaelgrad News Network Eyewitless Newsbreak
Just 10 minutes ago the hilltop compound of Mike Frod CEO of Frod Motors exploded in a huge fireball. Witnesses said a UFO approached the compound and the Phalanx Close in Weapons System shattered the predawn quiet apparently trying to shoot down the UFO. These witnesses heard what sounded like "HA HA" coming from the UFO just before the explosion.

MadderMike

11-02-2004, 03:39

Empress Carolyn

The Prime minister of MadderMike extends his congratulations and will be honored to attend your wedding. My entourage consists of Mike Bond Minister of Information and Intellegence; Mike of Mike and Mike shipping; Em Goodbody, bodyguard; and 15 lackeys of various grades from Chief Lackey to Bootlicker Lackey. We are unfamiliar with your customs concerning personal weapons. It is law that every adult MadderMikian carry a gun, however that condition is suspended if they are visiting a country that forbids carrying conceiled weapons. I will have my Chief Lackey contact your Protocol office to determine your preference.

Mike Oldsmobile

Eastern Detroit

11-02-2004, 04:49

OOC: Ok, since you won't talk to me on IM, whatever your reasons are fine, I'll say it here. The fighter things fine with me, but the sub, nuh unh. I won't even go into how it got past any of my sonar equipment, but you could ask if my I let my tankers go unescorted. All Commercial seacraft ARE escorted, at least in my world. If you want the specs on the escorts, IM me, other than that, I'm not really going to respond to the sub. As for the whole land war, theres more for you yet.

OOC: one, i never was on the same time you were to talk about these things online.

two: ignore the sub, ignore the whole RP, and your troops don't exist in Eastern Detroit

three: if you escort all of your merchant vessels, being an island nation explain to me how you have any naval forces left to fight a war? Are your merchant vessels along for the ride?

Four: how the sub snuck, pretty easily, the Akula II submarine is quieter than the Los Angeles 688I class but not quite as quiet as the Seawolf. SOSUS is NOT PERFECT! if the sub wanted to sneak through, it is possible, they could slow WAY!!!! down, have the sub rigged for silent running(no one speaks, period) Plus there is ambient noise floating around the seabed or lakebed however you want to look at it. No, i couldn't have snuck 12 subs in, but one could easily slip through the netting. If you even say you always ran active sonar pickets, again i'll ask how you have the ships for all this. Navies don't use active detection all the time. 2 reasons why.
1. Active sonar can be heard by passive sets far beyond the detection range of the active sonar. So a sub can see where all the active traffic is and avoid. If you say that all your sets are turned on blanketing the area. Signals will get confused because of all the active sonar activity with one ships set picking up signals from another ships.
2. Sonabouys if your using those have a limited life span after they are dropped, after a certain amount of time (a few hours if i remember correctly) they shut off and sink so their technology doesn't fall into enemy hands. And profuse use of them would cause your supply of the Buoys to be depleted quickly, unless your entire nations industries are geared towards making throwaway sonabouys. And with ships, it drains power, and uses up fuel to be pumping out that much energy at all times. With nuclear ships, it places wear and tear on the circuits and wiring that doesn't need to be placed.

11-02-2004, 05:45

*The nation of Pasadena on Probation Island. After over a week of non-stop slaughter, the nation is in shambles. The official records find 125,342 men, women and children have been murdered, another 13,500 are missing and presumed dead, while 57 soldiers have died, mostly due to psychotic homocidal friendly fire. While committing great atrocities on the citizens of Pasadena, the PPV game show "Fish in a Barrel" has grossed more than any other PPV show in history. On the shores of Pasadena, Spina Bifida watches as the massive army loads back in the transports after putting on the "finishing touches" in the form of torching all buildings and the dropping of gallons of grass-eating poisons.*

Bifida: Well men, you've done another wonderful job. You've all earned a week's vacation in our top training facility, Walt Disney World! Nothing will refresh your thrist for blood quite like the Teacup Ride and It's a A Small World. <Steps onto the lead ship, pauses and turns> Hold on one minute, I need to do something before we leave.

<Bifida walks into the city silently. He spots a young man creeping around the ruins.>

Bifida: Boy! Come here!

Boy: Um, I don't think I should.

Bifida: Come now, it's ok, what's your name boy?

Boy: Patrick.

Bifida: How about that, my older brother's name was Patrick.

<Bifida quickly disembowels the unsuspecting boy> I hated my brother, he used to do the spit torture to me.

<Bifida walks back to the beach and onto the ship> Let's go!

Dubelco

11-02-2004, 06:19

OOC: Ok, now this is getting out of hand. You overreact far too often, this shouldn't cause you this much stress. Anyways, the sub thing, yeah, I don't know everything about subs, but I know that an Akula isn't totally silent. The only sub never to be tracked is our own Ohio Class sub. If you fire a torpedo, it will make a noise for at least 10 seconds from the tubes. Also, not "every commercial ship is escorted" I take that back. You claimed you shot at a Tanker. The only tankers I have are super tankers, which are part of a merchant fleet. Merchant fleets have a decent support group, and are rather large. Whether you want to investigate them, TM me.
Anyways, don't blow up like that again. Seriously dude its a game, I treat it like that which is why I don't research everything. I don't care if you think I'm ignorant or stupid, I just don't care.

edited for too much grammar mistakes

Henceland Omega

11-02-2004, 06:28

Intelligence operator Jim: Advisor Hoshino, we have a request from MadderMike to come through the locks into LETI! What should I tell them?

Ruri: You'll have to run that by the Emperor. ::Corran walks by:: Emperor, a MadderMike ship wishes to pass through the lock. What shall we tell them?

Corran: What? Why are they asking us?

Jim: Well it says that they need permission from Edenstein, CoC, Manarth, and us before using the locks.

Corran: Oh for the love of DDR! Why would that be a problem?

Luna: It was part of the Treaty of Fei Fong Wong I believe. That combined with our rebuilding of the locks.

Corran: We've been through this. The locks are in international watersf, they should not be controlled by anyone!

Ruri: Shall I give them permission Emperor?

Corran: Yes. Prepare a telegram to them... Oh and Luna, let's reply to Ed and Carolyn about the wedding.

::Corran and Luna return to the throne room. Rom is standing there waiting::

Rom: Hey Elwood, are we sending a band to Letistock?

Corran: Um, I think I heard that Trance-Siberia was going.

Rom: That's kewl. They're going to be sw33t!

Corran: Uh, right...

Dubelco

11-02-2004, 07:43

To: Empress Carolyn
From: James M. Dubelco
Re: Invitation
Statement:

We would be happy to come. General McDaniel, General Palko, Colonel McDaniel, and myself will be attending. The McDaniels like scotch, I prefer anything hard, Palko prefers Pepsi.

Best Wishes,

-James

Edenstein

11-02-2004, 15:39

Official Telegram to Madder Mike
From: Edenstein Lock Command
Re: Lock usage

Your ship has been given permission to enter enter the locks.

*At the Advantech Compound*

Gaurd 1: Wow... I guess that is his Job.... Your Free to go...

*On a street outside of the palace two people are standing near a lightpost trying to keep warm since the temprature fell 3 degrees to -15*

Sophia: Should be anytime now.....
Alexi: Yeah I know, we have people stationed on a few other street corners.... hopefully we can catch him...
Sophia: *Cellphone rings* Hello... Yes.... Excellent... we'll get him.. *puts phone back in pocket* He's just around the corner....

*a black mercedes escorted by two police cars pulls around the corner, the mercedes has two little Edenstein flags on the front fenders. Alexi and Sophia run into an ally and wait for the first police car to pass by she pulls out her cell phone and punches in a number. Just as the Mercedes passes by the ally, Sophia pushes send and the street erupts into a massive fireball. The explosion flips the car over onto the roof and it slides into the side of the building, the two run out with AK-47's that had been stashed in the ally. Sophia peppers the Mercedes with a full clip while Alexi sprays the rear police car. After exhausting their ammo, they rundown the street to where a Manhole is being lifted up by one of their compatriots and escape into the sewers*

Manarth

11-02-2004, 19:42

::In a deserted part of the Dubelco/Manarthian border::

MP Captain: You are all free to go that way. ::points to the north and west:: You are not free to move that way. ::points to the south and east:: Any questions?

Captive 1: Why are we being freed?

Captain: You're release has been arranged in exchange for a cease-fire between your organization and Manarth. Addid has given us control here, for now, and you're more useful to us bothering Dubelco than locked up eating our supplies.

Captive 2: What are we supposed to do now?

Captain: What you were doing to us, only to Dubelco. We've got your siezed weapons in this truck here, with some ammo. I don't think I need to explain anything more.

Well, get to it. And if you try comming back across the border.....

Captive 3: You heard him! We've got another chance to die for Allah!

All Captives: Allah bless Muhammad! Allah bless the Ayatolah! Praise be to Allah!

MadderMike

11-02-2004, 22:33

OOC: for Dubelco and Eastern Detroit sub battle. SOSUS is and was deployed at choke points -Greenland to Iceland to Norway or Scotland. It is a set of hydrophones to listen to everything in the ocean even as far away as the Azores Other listening posts as well like Hawaii.... It takes time to process the information as to where and what is moving. You have to sort through all the biological noise every commercial ship every fishing vessel. Typically when a sub was heard a quick look was taken to guesstimate where and the P3 Orions are sent out to pound the general area, helos from surface ships, destroyers/ frigates dip hydrophones in the water to triangulate from the sonabouys. Based on the size of the nations residing in LETI Lake Erie has to be bigger than the entire Pacific Ocean. The large land mass in the middle has to be bigger than Eurasia. This is a lot of area to cover. Sonar from the sonabouys is deflected or bent by layers in the ocean, these are warm currents cold currents places where it is denser, more saline all kinds of different conditions. Eastern Detroit's sub could cross the estimated location of the SOSUS line hiding in the subsurface wake sound of a large cruise ship or other vessel. It might take a day to sort that out. The best way to kill a sub is with a sub. When the sub is lining up for the kill is when they are most vulnerable. It took ED at least a day to get into position. He just lined up then he left the RP up to you. Take the thread and work with it. P3s moving in let him decide if he is going to take the kill and maybe get killed himself. ED are religious fanatics expect suicidal behavior. -----Sorry for the long post I don't like to see people get upset. History -- I was in the US Navy work everyday with submarine sailors.

Of the council of clan

12-02-2004, 02:59

OOC: I don't know if i'm going to get a reply to everything going on tonight, i had one earlier, but i got invalid session, and i won't be online too much longer tonight. Damn having to get up at 5am and make chocolate. and thanks Maddermike for clearing that up. I saw the wake thing in down periscope and was going to mention it but working in this damn factory i swear is lowering my IQ points by at least 10-15 a day. KIDS STAY IN SCHOOL!!!!

MadderMike

12-02-2004, 03:37

Outside the main gate of Advantech our fearless spy Mike is carrying a huge box. He flags down a taxi and it takes him to the docks. He is met there by Mike of Mike and Mike Shipping and Em Goodbody. Along with them is a slimy looking guy obviously a lackey. Mike the Spy estimates him to be about butt kisser rank. Mike the shipper "Hey, there you are cousin Mike. I have this note from Uncle Mike Bond." Mike reads the note, it tells him to take whatever information he has on the Nano tech to MadderMike in the little puffer. The note further states that the Butt Kisser Lackey is to help him run the puffer. It goes on to say Mike and Em are the advance team to prepare for Prime Minister Mike Oldsmobile and entourage to attend the wedding.
As the little puffer steams away Em confides in Mike (the Shipper) that she is nervous as they still haven't heard whether they can carry guns.
Mike "How many do you have concealed?"
Em "Just 5 and only 2 are very large caliber."
Mike "Nobody should be bothered by that." As he looks at Em, no, guns are not what gets guys bothered.

Manarth

12-02-2004, 04:48

::Top level meeting of Cabinet::

Zev Killian: We've been getting a bit of flak from Dubelco diplomats. I've had the embassador himself screaming my head off for the last couple of hours. What are we supposed to do about it?

Stanly Blackford: Well... I hate to say it, but we do share a border with them. On the other hand, a little ill will from them, and they won't try to kill our soldiers. We've got bigger fish to fry, and that's Detroitian diehards.

Benjamine Fly: I agree. But lets not forget that Dubelco is a testy bunch. They betrayed Eastern Detroit in order to sieze land, what's to say he won't do it to us?

Diego Jenkins: Well, intelligence sattelites haven't seen anything moving on the Dubelco border yet. Although we have got more or less a good idea on where the lost airforce is.

Blackford: Foward it to Dubelco?

Jenkins: Not yet. I wanted confirmation first.

Killian: Good show. Let's face it people. Dubelco is roughly our size, with roughly our holdings. By our best estimates, they have a navy almost as big as ours and a sizable army. If we get involved in a war with them, neither of us will win... unless.

Mary Appelman: Unless what?

Fly: Unless we trick them into attacking us first. We can hold out in Western Ohio long enough to slow them down, and while they're looking at us there we can hit them with our 1st and 3rd fleets through the locks. Not to mention long range bombers.

Jenkins: And they can do what to us?

Fly: Hit Western Ohio, or the canal system which is also controlled by Edenstein, Henceland Omega, and the CoC. And they wouldn't want to do that. Or request clearence from DPM to use their airspace, which I doubt they'd grant. Everything has to go through DPM or a large collection of allies.

Appelman: Nukes?

Fly: Only if they wants to... ahem... cease to be as well.

Killian: So, here's what we're going to do, a big diplomatic FU to Dubelco. They can't go to war with us, because they'd lose, so we're going to teach them a lesson about manners. They're mean to us, we're mean to them.

Blackford: Phase one is simple. We're going to refuse ships carrying a Dubelco flag from trading with Manarth. I'm sure West Palm Beach or Featherstones America will buy the goods and sell it to us at an inflated price, but it'll be a slap in the face.

Killian: If they refuse to respond, we go to phase two.

Blackford: We refuse to meet with their diplomatic corps. We replace ours in their country with a skeletal staff, just the necessary maintenance crew, and stop inviting them and their press corps to anything important.

Killian: And if they refuse to respond...

Blackford: Phase three. We close our embassy, and force them to leave Manarth. We round up Dubelcoan citizens still in our country and ship them back. We release several public announcements praising the rebels working in Dubelco controlled ED in fighting off an imperialist power. We boycott all Dubelco goods, even from third parties. We encourage our allies to break off political ties with them. We ask the Bulger 15 for aid (even though it won't pass) in getting Dubelco to respond. We even refuse thier warships passage through the Welland canal, no matter what.

Killian: And you know what the best part is? None of this is enough to justify a war over. None. And if they do start one... We'll make them hurt more than us.

Fly: I agree. Sounds good. And what do we want from them?

Killian: An applogy for their using diplomatic pressure on us. I just want to know that they won't go off half-CoCed again. (OOC: Sorry Wayne, I couldn't resist making the old joke) That'll do for me. Any questions?

Blackford: When is the wedding?

Killian: We're leaving on Sunday....

::The discussion continues along those lines::

Manarth

12-02-2004, 04:55

::Manarth News Network::

Confelly: Today Manarth has declaired that it will be closing the following port cities to Dubelcese goods:

Port Hrabe
Palm Springs
Euclid
Wallingford....

::TV turned off::

Jillian Tan: I wonder if this would have happened if Jarnicki was still PM?

Fredrick: Best not to think about it. We're retired now. It doesn't matter.

Jillian: I guess you're right. Come 'er you.

::They start making out, as Fredrick reaches up and turns off the bedside light::

HeavyArmsMetal

12-02-2004, 06:11

My fellow Letians,
Our great nation has found out some important information from the land of Megolas. The citizen that was killed was not of Heavyarms blood. thus for stateing that we have made a mistake about our neighboring nation and wish to extend our apoligies to the citizens if the nation. We would like to invite you to Letistock, which is happening so very soon. You will be given the vip lounge in which you will be happily cared for. Now on to more improtant subjects. The land northwest and the land southwest has been dormant for quite some time. We here at HAM have decided to send some of our citizens to these neighboring areas to set up homes and begin to create life, so that Heavyarms will spred. Also we have just recieved word that Tubamania has just experienced a terrible earthQUAKE. We will be sending our finest "Construction" workers to aid in the clean up. Thank you for your time.

SEND BANDS TO LETISTOCK!!!!! WE ONLY HAVE EIGHT BANDS!!!!!

Henceland Omega

12-02-2004, 07:38

::IN the Hence Palace::

Corran: Hey Luna, we just got a telegram from Daistallia, they want reps at the meeting about the big fog thing...

Luna: Would you like me to go?

Corran: Yeah, they know you there, so you should go. Take Ruri so she can meet them, and take Hoover in case he can figure something out.

Luna: Right... ::she goes off to inform the others. Corran looks around in the thorne room, which is now empty except for himself::

Corran: This is going to kill me one of these days... I'm going to go out of my mind. I need something to take my mind off all this running the country stuff. Ed has his Rubix cube, Carolyn has Star Trek, Sammek has his war simulators....

::Rom Tism walks into the room with a sly grin on his face::

Rom: Hey Elwood, I know what you need...

Corran: What's that?

Rom: You'll need to hold a press conference, I don't care what you say, the conference itself isn't what we're going for, heh heh.

Corran: Umm....

Rom: Just leave it to me! ::He leaves the room. Corran scratches his head an ponders what on earth Rom could be scheming this time, but then shrugs and begins to make the necessary preparations...::

MadderMike

12-02-2004, 15:02

Michaelgrad Reality Show Network
Starting tomorrow the greatest reality show yet You Have to Do IT we will show you three actual surgeries where ordinary people replace the doctor. You will see everything from the first cut, the last gasps of breath, the fierce gun battles when Mrs. McDonald finds out a Campbell is operating on her husband. See the producer being chased down the hospital corridor guns blazing (heh heh we loaded his gun with blanks). We have it all heart surgery, cancer surgery and the grand finale BRAIN Surgery.

Brought to you by Amalgamated Small Arms Manufacturing

OOC: I'd better copyright this or Fox will have it next season.

HeavyArmsMetal

12-02-2004, 16:03

Hello
We have just recieved word that our "construction" workers have arrived at tubamania to help with the clean up after their recent earthquake. Our "construction" workers are highly trained in the martial arts so they are very controlable. These "contruction" workers only work at the day time due to they all have other "jobs" to do at night. Im sure these "construction" workers will help this nation alot. We only ask that tubamania give them room and board.

By the way tubamania

THESE CONSTRUCTION WORKERS ARE ALL APART OF MY SECRET BAND OF NINJA THEIFS I LIKE TO CALL THE FEET! THEY WILL STEAL EVERYTHING THEY BELIEVE THAT HAS SOME IMPORTANCE! NOT TO MENTION THEY ARE ON A MISSION TO KILL YOUR TUBAMANIA LEADER!

Henceland Omega

12-02-2004, 19:37

::Corran walks around in the palace before the press conference. Rom walks up to him::

Rom: Are you ready?

Corran: I still don't know what you've got planned.

Rom: Oh you should... you should know what I'm up to by now. Heh heh. Here, let's head upstairs to the balcony. ::The two leave. The door opens and Ritsuko walks in the room::

Ritsuko: Where is everybody?

Edenstein

12-02-2004, 19:56

*Edenstein News interupts the regularly scheduled program to bring you this announcement*

Schuster: Goodevening Edenstein, we bring you sad news tonight, in a terrorsit attack General Yuri Romanov was killed in a bombing. His car was being escorted from the Linux International airport to the palace when a bomb that was buried under the street exploded. The blast flipped the car into a building along the road. Immediatly after, two assailents appeared from an ally and fired upon the car and an escorting police car. Onotov and two other people in his car where killed in the initial blast and gunfire.

*picture in background shows wreckage of car*

Reports have surfaced that the actual attack was aimed at the Emperor. A state funeral is planned with in the week.

Efforts in the Land-o-Eric to set up bases and re-populate the country. The third army has rebuilt bridges.

And finaly, Edenstein News has aquired LETI News.... we have bought them up in chapter 11 from the LETI National bank... that is all good night comrads...

Henceland Omega

12-02-2004, 19:58

::HO Channel 2 News::

Tom: And now we take you to a press conference with His Henceness

::On the balcony over Yggdrasil Square Corran is standing with Rom behind him::

Corran: Greetings Hencemen! I come here today to tell you that I have been listening! A movment has begun on Tetoo Island, and I wishto publicly commend those who are for it! There has been talk about the proper way to henceness, through the placement of society and others above one's own wants and opinions. That is not to say that one's individuality should be taken away, but by prioritizing the good of Hencemen everywhere, you shall truly live up to the ideals of the ancinet druids! Oh, and uh, Space Advisor Rom Tism has a statment...

Rom: Hey, how's it going? His Henceness has informed me that he will be allowing 3 personal interviews following this conference. Let's see.... ::He scans the audience with a scheming grin on his face. Corran stands by puzzled:: Ok, how about you Jan Blather from LETI News, and... Elly, you get one. And... hmm.

::Tom Brokejaw jumps up and down and waves his hand furiously::

Brokejaw: OOOO!!! OOOOH!!! ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME!!!!!!! PICK ME! PICK ME! PICK ME! OOO!

::Rom looks at Corran who is trying not to laugh::

Rom: And how about, Eric Camden from Euphoni.

Tom: AWW, COME ON! YOU SUCK!

::The door opens and Tempest and Kiyone come storming out with the secret police::

Tempest: What did you say?

Tom: YOU GUYS SUCK! How come I NEVER get to get the REAL SCOOP?!

Tempest: That's enough for me.

Kiyone: Mr. Brokejaw you're under arrest! ::The policemen cuff Brokejaw and drag him away::

Rom: Um, yeah. So anyway you three come with me. That is all...

Manarth

12-02-2004, 20:55

::Mark McMillan is sitting in his retirement home in West Palm Beach, playing his new favorite game, Civilization III Great Lakes Expansion. His current civilization, the Eastern Detroitians, have grown to incredible size. Already, he has conquered what was once Manarth, and is working on Rialto.::

McMillan: I love this game. Honey? I've just taken over Rialto's capital.

::His younger girlfriend is sitting outside sunning herself in the bright WPB sun. She mearly lifts her head::

Girlfriend: Good for you.

::On his screen, a poor charactature of Emperor Ed dressed in civil war era costume attempts to extort gold from him::

McMillan: Nice try. I'm not paying your way.

::He clicks the refuse button, and the charactature frowns. McMillan reads below the face::

McMillan: Then you will suffer.... Aw hell. He doens't know who he's dealing with.

Girlfriend: Mark. Come outside please. You're spending too much time on those games.

McMillan: Okay. Besides, I'd rather be doing stuff with you.

Girlfriend: You shameless flirt.

::The procede to do stuff with each other on McMillan's private beach::

Eastern Detroit

12-02-2004, 21:50

*The 1st ACR begins putting up smoke up and down the Dubelcoan line, Mi-28 Havocs and Ka-50 Hokum Attack helicopters fly around on to the flanks and slowly work their way forward ducking behind hills. OOC: This consists of Rolling hills, being in such close proximity to a mountain range IC: The armored division hangs back as a reserve of the attacking force.
36 Su-37's in 6 flights of 6 spread out to hunt down Dubelcoan air patrols in the Northern part of the country. They are armed with AA-11 and AA-12 missiles.*

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*In the hills outside of Newcomerstown, 15 trucks with ten men each make for the old abandoned shore batteries which are 5 KM West of the City Limits. The 3 triple 16"/50 cal shore batteries. The Batteries are spaced 1 KM from each other, with 5 trucks going to each of them. The men offload from the trucks and hide them in the small motor pools in the sides of the hills. They go into the batteries and warm up the diesel generators. Then they load up all the guns with 16" Armor Piercing rounds (2700lbs). And fire one gun from each battery every minute at Dubelcoan warship in the harbor(3rpm combined sustained firing). With first priority going to aircraft carriers, then amphibious assault ships, then Troop transports. Followed by Battleships, Cruisers, Destroyers, Frigates and Coastal Patrol Vessels. If there are none of the above within the gun range (45KM) of the batteries then the targets are switched to Dubelcoan Military targets within the city firing high explosive rounds instead of armor piercing. They target Command Centers, Air Fields, Motor Pools, Ammuntion Dumps, Fuel Dumps, Barracks and Administrative centers. and if no targets exist of those types they target Dubelcoan Merchant vessels beginning with oil tankers and working their way down in size, targetting any vessel with a Confed Flag.*

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*72 Su-37's take to the sky. 12 Armed with Anti-radiation missiles that will go in low and scout out enemy radar and sam installations and attack them with missiles or Cluster Bombs. 36 are armed with 500lb dumb bombs, 1200lb Laser Guided Bombs and Anti-tank missiles. these form the strike force. while flying above and around are 12 Su-37's armed for Air to Air. This strike force heads for and attacks the defensive line around New Commerstown. 36 more Su-37's tail the strike armed for Air to Air. They fly well above and behind scanning for Confed Patrols and AEW aircraft. Finding any they engage at will.*

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*Inside of Detroit, Crowds take to the streets armed with An-94's shooting Dubelcoan soldiers on sight. and beating and dragging their bodies through the streets. AT-4's shoot out of windows attacking Dubelcoan Tanks, Armored Personell Carriers, Infantry Fighting vehicles and any other Dubelcoan Vehicle that can stop a rifle round. about 100,000 people participate in these riots. They fire Stinger missiles at low flying Confed Aircraft and Helicopters. *

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OOC: I didn't over react, you asked a question i gave an answer, that doesn't sound like overreacting to me. I had issues because of your supposed "escorting" all ships sounded like godmodding, an inpenetraple sonar defense is godmodding, etc. thats why i raised concerns, i wasn't overreacting. Hell you started the OOC stuff.

Mirabar

12-02-2004, 22:29

**Inside the office of Shoudra Stargleam**

Shoudra: Now Pwent, you know you are going to have to try and behave yourself right?

Pwent[a strong looking man with firey eyes and an attitude to match]: You have me word that I won't be causing trouble. But a bath?!

Shoudra: Yes Pwent, a bath. There are times even the Gutbusters need to bathe, and this is one that you cannot pass.

Pwent[driving a fist through the wall]: Bah! All ye do is keep me all prettied up, I'm a killer not a lover!

Shoudra: True, but now you are a representative of Mirabar. You have to give good face, and under no circumstances are you to bring your Gutbuster concoction of yours. God knows how the people will be able to handle it.

Pwent[throws up his arms and storms out of the room]: Bah!

Shoudra[quietly to herself]: This is going to be interesting. Well I had better get working on our outfits.

Carianada

12-02-2004, 22:38

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2732755#2732755

OOC: Hopefully this link works... here's the new thread for the LETI wedding. Ed said he was going to do it, but he didn't get a chance, so I thought I'd save him some work. If you can't get to this from here, try doing a search with my name in the author field.

Henceland Omega

12-02-2004, 23:19

::In the Edenstein Palace, Bert and Jay are mopping the floors of Ed's meeting rooms::

Jay: Hey Bert, are we invited to the wedding too?

Bert: No, we're working it you idiot! We'll be cleaning things as we go! It'll be the perfect chance to take Carolyn out once and for all!

Jay: How?

Bert: By abotaging the wedding of course! I'll have to think of a plan...

Jay: Wht if we shoot her during the wedding?

Bert: brilliiant plan... we'll end up like Eugene and Larry

Jay: Whatever happened to those guys? They were cool!

Bert: ::smacks forehead:: Oh nevermind... I'll take care of the plans myself....

Edenstein

13-02-2004, 05:51

OOC: I don't like making OOC posts but, one question Wayne, where are the rebals getting the support nessacary to fly helicopters/planes launch tanks etc etc... where are the airfields and such? I'm sure that the Confed forces would of found stuff of that nature when securing the area... please elaborate on this for my own benefit.

Dubelco

13-02-2004, 07:09

OOC: 2 things before I go into my real stuff. The gun batteries I made inoperative when I landed. I completely dismantled the guns. They can't fire. The riots in city aren't really effective since all troops that were in the city were called out of the city and are on the defensive lines. So you may get 50-60 stragglers, but nothing important, especially not vehicles of importance, or worth mentioning losing, jeeps at most and those are expendable.

Dubelco

13-02-2004, 07:50

OOC: I'm assuming these are all heading north from the mountains. Newcomerstown is East so I'll assume these are heading towards northen/western targets.

*72 Su-37's take to the sky. 12 Armed with Anti-radiation missiles that will go in low and scout out enemy radar and sam installations and attack them with missiles or Cluster Bombs. 36 are armed with 500lb dumb bombs, 1200lb Laser Guided Bombs and Anti-tank missiles. these form the strike force. while flying above and around are 12 Su-37's armed for Air to Air. This strike force heads for and attacks the defensive line around New Commerstown. 36 more Su-37's tail the strike armed for Air to Air. They fly well above and behind scanning for Confed Patrols and AEW aircraft. Finding any they engage at will.*

IC: 10 squadrons of F-22's armed with Sidewinder and AA-12 Missilles (I can have em too) heading East towards the action intercept the fighters.

Gold Leader: Alright boys lock on and hit em.

As they lock on with AA-12's, then switch targets and fire a second volley. Once they fire the second volleys break off and engage with cannon fire and sidewinder missiles.

*The 1st ACR begins putting up smoke up and down the Dubelcoan line, Mi-28 Havocs and Ka-50 Hokum Attack helicopters fly around on to the flanks and slowly work their way forward ducking behind hills. OOC: This consists of Rolling hills, being in such close proximity to a mountain range IC: The armored division hangs back as a reserve of the attacking force.
36 Su-37's in 6 flights of 6 spread out to hunt down Dubelcoan air patrols in the Northern part of the country. They are armed with AA-11 and AA-12 missiles.*

From an airstrip, 4 squadrons of F-22's (AMRAAM's and Sidewinders) engage the northen bound Su-37's. They lock first with long range, switch targets, then break off and dogfight with Sidewinders/Cannon fire.

From a northern air base, 12 squadrons of B1B's (dump bombs and cluster bombs) take off and head south being escorted by 12 squadrons of F-16's armed with Sidewinder/Sparrow's. 5 squdrons of A-10's follow in suit approzimately one minute behind this first group. They near the rebel ground forces and get low. The B1B's use Cluster's on all vehicles and dump bombs on Anti Air/Artilery weapons. Half and half are being used by the B1's. (When I say dump bombs, think singular really big "booms") The A-10's scrape any ground targets they see.

(After the B1's do their thing) From 2 Tarwa's off the coast, 40 Super Cobra and 40 Apache attack helicopters fly in southwesterly (not anywhere close to the city mind you). They engage the Havocs and Hokums with small missile fire (can't find my readouts on them, you know what copters have).

OOC: My squadrons have 5 planes each.

Manarth

13-02-2004, 07:53

OOC: I'm getting too soft, I'm actually feeling bad about my forces sitting out of this one.

IC: ::At the Army/Airforce base in Northern W. Ohio...::

Unit Foxtrot Lt. Col Alfred "Alfie" Hardick: General!

Maj. Gen. Randalf Stevens of the 40th Infantry Division: You've got my attention soldier.

Alfie: Requesting permission to airdrop my men into Newcomerstown and resupply the Dubelcoan forces there.

Stevens: You realize what you're asking me to do. You're troops will be unsanctioned, will forfit Manarthian flags on your uniforms, and you won't have any reinforcements or supplies from us. Hell! What if we need you for something?

Alfie: I've already asked for volenteers sir, here's the list of people who are staying behind. My XO Major Gradley is remaining behind in my absence.

Stevens: I can't say no. Those guys might not be our pals right now, but they do need our help. ::To an aid:: Send a radio call to the Dubelco commanders at Newcomerstown, and tell them paratrooper reinforcements are on the way.

Alfie: Thank you sir. My men are ready to lift off.

Stevens: Good luck trooper, and may the prophet bless your path.

::The 84 men who volenteered to go, organized into four chalks, load up into the Manarthian made MC-143 Para-cargo plane and prep for disembarkment::

Pilot: We don't have aircover for this one, so I'm going in low over the water. You've got a LALO jump to make here people, so good luck.

::The men, as the plane approaches the town from the north, jump out over the suberbs. They come in hard, busting thier legs and arms in the landing::

Casualty reports from the insertion:

Chaulk 1 "Alfie": 2 Broken arms, 1 Broken leg
Chaulk 2 Capt. Clyde Mubuto: Leader (sprained ankle), 1 dead
Chaulk 3 Major Nathan "Klick" Patterson: 1 broken back, 1 broken leg, 1 stuck in tree
Chaulk 4 Major Kerry Gorden: 1 broken arm, 3 broken legs (1 sprained wrist), 2 sprained ankles

Chaulk 1: 9 AOK, 3 stable condition
Chaulk 2: 10 AOK, 1 good condition, 1 KIA
Chaulk 3: 10 AOK, 1 stable condition, 1 serious condition
Chaulk 4: 6 AOK, 2 good condition, 3 stable condition, 1 poor condition

::Forming up, the chaulks try to determine where the battle lines will be::

Manarth

13-02-2004, 08:00

OOC: For the record: Manarth Special Forces Chaulk includes usually 10 men, but for this case 12.

1 Leader - M-16, M-203
1 Specialist (1-Medic (M-16), 2-Sniper(M-82), 3-Sniper(M-98 ), 4-Mortar Team(1- 16 inch mortar))
2 Machine gunners (M-60)(4th Chaulk has one, and one guy aiding the mortar)
8 Riflemen (OCIWs)

Henceland Omega

15-02-2004, 06:48

::Inside the Hence Palace, Eric Camden and Jan Blather leave following their 2 interviews with Corran. They rush back to their stations. Meanwhile, Elly is standing outside the conference room with Rom just before her own interview::

Elly: You know, it almost seemed like His Henceness was as surprised about this interview as we were.

Rom: Yeah, he likes to play games like that.. heh. Hold on and I'll see if he's ready. ::Rom walks into the conference room. Elly waits for several minutes. She begins to wonder what's going on... Suddenly Rom comes out and motions for her to go into the room. Elly walks in. Rom leaves the room and walks to where Meis is sniggering::

Meis: Well?

Rom: I told him.

Meis: Is he going to do it?

::Rom walks over to the door and blocks it with various piece of furniture::

Rom: Well they'll certainly have some time... heh heh heh...

Dubelco

17-02-2004, 09:45

In Dubelco, debate rages in the local papers about the recent events hitting the news. Headlines such as "Dubelco Attacked by Eastern Detroit Rebels", "Rebels Bombard Newcomerstown", "Terrorism Hits The Front Lines", "Can We Really Hold Out?". The people can not decide how to support their leaders, being exceedingly pleased with their nation. (Dubelcan citizens have massive pride and patriotism, supporting whatever the goverment does because the state of the homeland is so rich and prosperous.) The recent poles show that 54% of the people want to irradicate Eastern Detroit of its populus, 45% want to simply wipe the rebels out, and 1%* want to withdraw(*Those people are probably old, and/or part of the fargone Republicans that plagued the people.)

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*In the C&C room, Tim sits with more and more reports. With no news of the battle at NewComerstown, it looks bad for the Confed forces. Tim reads through the last communicay from McArthur:

Air entanglements have proceeded. State of ground forces unknown. Chances of survival for ground forces minimal unless odds fall drastically. Main forces mobilizing slowly, moving out when time is optimal.

Tim reads through more files of production facilities, war factories, and merchant shipping.*

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In NewComerstown, the Chaulks form up and take refuge in small shop abandoned during the riots. Medics procede to help the wounded. Once fixed they will begin to try to find any Confed troops/Commanders.

Henceland Omega

18-02-2004, 07:25

::In the Hence Palace. Corran and Rom are sitting in the conference room. Elly has just left to report back in to HO Channel 2::

Rom: ...Ok, that's not what I was hoping for but that works too. A good chance!

Corran: Rom, what are you trying to do to me?

Rom: Elwood, you need to loosen up a bit more. Heh heh heh. "Loose..." Anyway, I think this is the perfect way to be able to relax!

Corran: I was planning on relaxing at Ed's wedding anyway. I am going to be off to that in a day or two.

Rom: Yeah, but this is different. All I have to say is that you better not wuss out on me in Edenstein!

Corran: Well.... we'll see. I'll think about it, but I don't know if I'll do it.

Rom: Heh heh heh... "Do it..."

::Corran smacks his forehead::

Eastern Detroit

18-02-2004, 15:58

OOC: You ignored my sub *shrugs* i told you i'd do this.

IC: *The Army moves out of the mountains northward rolling into the now free cities across eastern detroit*

*Soldier to civilian*

Soldier: where did the Dubelcoans go?

Civilian: *shrugs* must have experimented with Edenstonian technology, one second they were here, the next all Traces of them were gone.

Soldier: Cool

*A West Palm Beach Airlines 747 lands at An Alabar international airport in Detroit*

*On board a large Entourage prepares to disembark*

Spokesman: Mohammed how does it feel to be home

Mohammed Ayatollah Adied: It is good to be home.

Manarth

18-02-2004, 18:48

::The small cluster of soldiers in Newcomerstown are still unsure of where the Dubelco soldiers are::

Alfie: Where are they? I'm sure we should have found their front lines by now.

Mubuto: It's almost like they vanished.

Gorden: I'm sure they'll turn up soon enough.

OOC: Dubelco might have just forgot Wayne, hell I did. Give him a short chance to respond.

Dubelco

18-02-2004, 19:26

OOC: Oh so we're going thru with the sub are we, you never said whether or not you wanted me to after the whole thing. Ok...Super Tanker vs. Sub:

IC: On board the Super Tanker, the Captain stands on the bridge.

Capt.: Bring us up to full, I want to be in port by mid...
*BOOM*
What in the hell was that??!
Ensign: We've been hit by 2 torpedos sir. Port hull structeral integrity compromised!
Capt.: *Grabs comm system.* All hands this is the captain! We've been hit by unknown contacts. *Offs radio* Comm officer, send distress call.
Comm: Aye sir.
*sends distress call*

Dubelco

19-02-2004, 21:46

*Off the coast, a Tarwa launches a Chinook Helo. It flies towards the coasts and lands on the beach. A Capt. disembarks and walks to solid ground carrying a flag.

Capt.: This should work...*plants flag*

The Capt. gets back in the Helo and they disembark from the coast of the once nation of Skulkistan. The flag reads:

Reserved for Edenstein

Keep Rockin',
Dubelco

Henceland Omega

20-02-2004, 08:12

::HO Channel 2 News::

Tom: And our top story tonight: Emperor Romonov of Edenstein is no longer safe. His carefree happy lifestyle is all but gone forever.

::a piece of paper is handed to him. He reads it, then looks back at the camera with a straight face::

Tom: This just in. There's been an assassination attempt on Emperor Ed's life...

::In the Hence Palace, Tempest smacks his head::

Tempest: And they wonder why I locked them up last time...

imported_The Celtois

20-02-2004, 17:58

OOC:Dubelco you had plenty of chances to respond about the tanker, after both Maddermike and I left responses on it. Forgot or not, since i'm leaving i'm not leaving any loose ends. Too little Too late.

Pax Germania

25-02-2004, 15:20

Speaker Josepi Tarkin:
During a private hearing with the Bulger Fifteen Security Counsel, it has been decided that the continuing crimes against humanity committed by The Republic of Izimbeckwi are in direct violation of the Accord (Chapter IV, Article 2, Subsection 1.) Therefore The Republic of Izimbeckwi is henceforth expelled from the Bulger Fifteen Alliance.

Edenstein

25-02-2004, 17:06

*Secretary of treasury Alphonse goulardi pops onto the television (since he is one of the only ones not at the wedding) to make a statement*

Goulardi: In edenstein continuing goal to soldify relations with memebers of the leti region, we have negotiated a contract wit MadderMike to sell a quantity of our nuclear cleanup microbes for 40 billion. We hope that down a relationship between ou two countries can continue.

*the screen immdediatly flashes off*

MadderMike

25-02-2004, 19:26

The ancient wizened man slowly crosses the highly polished oak floor of the well-appointed library. He speaks to an equally aged senior chief lackey. "Get my grandson on the phone. There are all of these terrible accusations about the Zembecks yet there is nothing substantiated in the news media nor on the in-tel network. Somebody must know something, somewhere, these are solemn charges." After uttering all of those esses in a row his false teeth pop out and clatter on the hardwood floor. The senior chief lackey calmly picks up the teeth handing them to the old one. The lackey sets up the scrambler and encodes a brief message to Prime Minister Mike Oldsmobile.

Dubelco

27-02-2004, 01:37

Dubelco

27-02-2004, 01:40

*A camera pans over a massive launch pad where a Gemini Rocket sits engines fuming. The camera turns to a reporter.*

Dan: This is Daniel Myers, Dubelco Channel 5 News. I stand here today in front of the first of many tests in the Confed space program tests. Today's test will be putting a satellite in space. We are told the first unmanned spacecraft will be a communications satelite to more directly link the many sections of the Confed empire. There have been no word on manned tests of now, but they are not saying they are not ruling it out. In a minute the liftoff is scheduled to begin.

* As the camera pans back to the rocket, a loudspeaker can be heard.*

LS: Final checks complete. Prepare countdown sequence.

*The engines begin the ignition sequence and within a few seconds the rocket takes off and clears the tower. The rocket shoots of into the atmosphere.*

Dan: And the take off seems to have gone off without a hitch. Security was very tight and its good to see progress in our well funded space program. With this new satellite in orbit, it will set a standard for all further tests. The next launch has not yet been dated. Thank you and for Dubelco Channel 5, I'm Dan Myers, you only live once, just go for it.

Pax Germania

27-02-2004, 16:19

**Pax Germanian forces move to secure a portion of the Izimbeckwian bank of the Mikan channel.**

-500X Special Forces soldiers have been inserted throughout the island via HALO drops and dirigible landings. They begin setting up communications hubs and painting targets for ground-biased guided missile attacks. These targets include AA installations, communication facilities, weapons depots, and strategic bridges.

-The 100 guns of the 14th Field Artillery Corps begin to pound the shore from their batteries on the Pax bank.

-50X Amphibian Assault Vehicles crash through the surf on the Izimbeckwian bank; each releases a single “Task Force” of 9 soldiers and 1 medic.

-25X MH-53J Pave Lows serve as aerial support as they drop their chalks (three T.F.s each.)

-250X AH-6 Little Birds set up a continual strafing/re-arming cycle (one fly-by every 30 sec. or so.)

{{Total of 1750 soldiers of which 500 are Special Forces and 1250 are taking the beach.}}

Samsylvannia

27-02-2004, 19:01

Announcer: We interupt this program to bring you an address from Chancellor Sammek.

*Press Room in the Samsylvannia Palace.*

Sammek: People of LETI, citizens of Samsylvannia, we have now officially ended our period of isolationism. "Period of isolationism," you may ask, "WTF?" Well, the reason you weren't aware of this policy change is because we didn't tell anyone. When we decided to become and isolationist nation, it became effective immediately, meaning that we couldn't legally announce it to the world. So to our allies, trade partners, and enemies, we apologize for ignoring you recently.

The purpose of this period was to give ourselves some time to reflect on Samsylvannian culture and history, and to decide where we want this country to go. That and so we wouldn't have to deal with you whackos for a while.

That being said, we now open our arms again to you, the international community, unless you're from a country we don't like. Also unless you smell bad. And I don't mean a little B.O., I mean if you really smell rank, we don't want to talk to you. We like cheese and all but some of you guess could really stand to...*an aid taps him on the shoulder*...oh...right...sorry. Anyway happy to see you blah blah good day.

Are there any questions from the press?

*A reporter raises his hand and begins to speak.*

Reporter: Chancellor, I was just wondering...

Sammek: Do you smell bad?

Reporter: ...uh...no?

Sammek: You look like you smell bad...*an aid taps him on the shoulder again*...Oh...right...sorry...go ahead.

Reporter: Sheesh...anyway I was wondering what changes have been made as a result of this.

Sammek: Uh....nothing...we decided we're perfect and don't need to change anything. Any other questions?

Samsylvannia

27-02-2004, 19:01

Dubelco

27-02-2004, 19:59

*A reporter stands*

Evan: Evan Elosh, Dubelco News. What are your feelings on the recent Humanitarian problems with Izimbeckwi?

Henceland Omega

27-02-2004, 21:28

::a group of people sit in the Hence Palace with Tempest, expresseing their concerns...::

Tempest: I don't see what you think is so bad about it...

Random Man: You don't get it! It's getting to the point where we don't even feel safe out there anymore! There's something out there! Something big!

Tempest: Look at yourselves! You're acting like children! Do you think there's a big monster or something out there in the water?

Man: Look. I don't think you understand. We've now lost 4 ships in that area. This is bad for business, and bad for morale. We want the Hence Navy to do something about this!

Tempest: Well you know I can't do anything while His Henceness is gone.

Another random man: That's not true! The Holy Emperor doesn't control the military single-handedly! Even General Yamamoto I'm sure doesn't always know about everything. You're letting this stuff churn in the bureaucracy and nothing will get done! That's why... ::he is quickly elbowed by the first man

First Man: Excuse him, he's just upset because his uncle disappeared last week! Heh heh.

Tempest: Hmm... well we'll see. I'll let that go today. Now get out of here and I'll inform His Henceness. ::the men leave grumbling to themselves::

Kiyone: Pirates they say?

Tempest: That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard...

Counterpoint

28-02-2004, 09:48

*In her royal chamber Empress Jessica learns of the wedding in Edenstein*

Jessica: I DIDN'T GET AN INVITATION?!?!?!?!

Lacky: No you didn't....

Jessica: IT WAS RHETORICAL!

Lacky: Of course your beautifulness

Jessica: I'm getting sick of Edenstein, what can we do to them?

Lacky: Well our nuclear capabilities are very well developed.

Jessica: What about our armed forces....

Lacky: Ready to deploy at a moments notice...

Jessica: Good move up ohhh... *thinks for a second* 6 Divions to the
border with Edenstein, and put the airforce on high alert, we may use them to soften up some targets....

Lacky: Yes your most sexyness...

Jessica: You can stop with those...

Lacky: Yes Mam.

*At strategic points along the border, Mechanized units, Infantry, and Mechanized infantry take up posistions, ready for any orders from the upper echelons of command*

Edenstein News

28-02-2004, 10:37

*Edenstein News Emblem flashes on the screen*

*Stephani Schuster is sitting at her desk*

http://www.angelfire.com/space/tubajockey/Newscast4.gif

Schuster: Good evening, tonight we bring you an ENN exclusive. We have reporters on ground in Izimbekwi, getting a first hand account of the strife that has been brought upon the people by their own countrymen.
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Schuster: Scene was taken in the forested region of Izimbekwi, everyday due to fighting and "Death Squads" that roam the country side and indiscriminatly kill, people leave their homes and flee the country walking sometimes up to 60 miles to a port city where rafts have been made or comandeered to brave the lake and seek refuge in other countries.

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Schuster: This boys house and family was destroyed after massive shelling attack on the one of the major cities left 1000's of people dead and many more wounded. The shelling took out the cities electrical and water supply grids

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This image here is off one of the many "Death Squads" That roam the country looking for helpless victems.

*Camera flashes back to Schuster*

Schuster these atrocities are happening all over the country of Izimbekwi, earlier this week, The Bulger 15 alliance revoked the countries membership and Pax Germania and Edenstein have both stepped up saying they would commit troops to cease the violence and bring about peace in the nation.

We will be right back after these words from our sponser.

MadderMike

29-02-2004, 18:39

The old man watches the Edenstein News documenting the atrocities being committed in Izimbekwi. He wishes there was something he could do. His grandson the Prime Minister was still in Edenstein attending the Wedding. He knew what he would do if he was still in charge. Those Zembecks would feel the wrath of MadderMike's cruise missle battery. He hoped the bunker buster technology his staff was working on was completed after he suffered the indignity of loosing the election to that upstart Mike Frod. He was glad his grandson declared elections a waste of money.

Henceland Omega

01-03-2004, 08:01

::HO Channel 2 News::

Tom Tucker: ...and that concludes our look at Izimbekwi. Boy, wouldn't it suck to live there?

Diane: Almost as much as it would suck to be a Tifa Island Native! Ha ha ha! Next up, we take you to Wraith Space Center where reporter Long Wang is standing by to interview Space Specialist Ray Zor Blaed. Wang?

Long Wang: Thank you Diane! I'm hele with Lay zol Braed. Since Advisol Lom Tism is cullentry away, he has come folwald to talk about the next upcoming raunch flom the space centel!

Blaed: That's right Long Wang. Advisor Tism's absence is not going to delay the launching of the next satellite. This satellite's mission is to do a complete orbit around the outer rim of the Earth. The ship Rimjob is expected to be just as successful as The Pleaser and The Penetrator.

Wang: How do you feer about the past ships such as the Preasel and the Penetlatol? Could they have done mole?

Blaed: No, they were built for a specific purpose, and they did that purpose well. Perhaps later a multipurpose ship will be built, but for now we'll stick with what we have.

Wang: Thank you Mistel Braed. Back to you Diane!

Dubelco

02-03-2004, 07:54

*Tim sits reading the daily reports when something flashes in on the view screen.*

Comm.: Sir, incoming transmission from our Manarthian Embassy!

Tim: On screen.

*The picture flashes to that of an official wearing a military uniform.*

Man: Sir! Capt. Morgan Stanhope, we have a situation. A Manarthian Theatre was seized by rebels. The Ambassador was in and was taken hostage. Manarthian police are on the scene, but the situation could deteriorate quickly with the amount of high ranking officials that are rumored to be in there. What do you want us to do?

Tim: Contact Manartian Command and ask them if they need assistance. Lockdown the embassy and recall other Aids and officials. The Executor isn't here, hes at the Wedding, so I'm in command, relay back when theres more info.

Stanhope: Sir Yes Sir!

*screen goes blank*

Pax Germania

03-03-2004, 17:49

**Meanwhile**

-Engineers from the 21st Combat Engineers Division hastily lock together the sections of 4 floating bridges that will span the Mikan channel.

-10X M-9 Armored Combat Earthmovers are offloaded from ferries. They begin preparing abutments for a massive prefab truss bridge which is being moved into place in large segments (the 8 support towers having been sunk the previous evening.)

-2X YP-654 Yard Patrol Boats begin to spool communications cables across the channel.

- A second wave of Pave Lows and A.A.V.s depart from the Pax port of Rewott. (E.T.A. 35 minutes.)

Manarth

04-03-2004, 06:45

The United Republics of Manarth today have released a memo stating that they support the efforts of Pax Germania in restoring order to Izimbekwi, and wish them the best of luck in their opperations. Due to it's sort of proximity, Manarth has opened it's borders in occupied Eastern Detroit to any Izimbekwi refugies that are fleeing from opression, until such a time comes as they are able to return home.

Robert Ionia - Deputy Prime Minister, Manarth

Izimbeckwi

05-03-2004, 15:30

[Casualties]
-23/67 AA sites destroyed by guided missiles
-Commercial and civilian communication down in Austvirgen and Sturmdheist
-(shelling)--Sturmdheist{52 dead/186 wounded} -- Austvirgen {37 dead/53 wounded}
-115th Light Calvary Unit (first to the beach) 100 dead 0 wounded
___________________

Supreme Commandant Danzig (in bathroom when his cell phone rings): ....Whoa! I had no idea that Pax hated us that much. Well we need some help, their military is like three times our size. Call the other Zembecks, the Soviets, and Tokyo three.
___________________

All Reservists are called into active duty
___________________

*****
-From the outskirts of Sturmdheist artillery lays down an almost constant stream of fire across the Mikan Channel.
-A small contingent of 6 divers on walrusback slip past the sub nets and place explosives on the pontoon bridges that have been set up.
-The 1st Heavy Armored Division moves south from Danzischtad and into the Southern Horn of the Zunfaldar Forest.
-All naval vessels stationed north of the LETI Mainland are directed to return for refueling and reassignment.
-4 Fighter wings 2 AC-130s and 6 A-10s set out to the beach landing site from Denderschetz.
__________________

OOC: BTW the map we are using for RP purposes can be found here:
http://www.geocities.com/izimbeckwi/Map.JPG

Edenstein

05-03-2004, 18:57

*The Edenstein 6th legion fleet that has been enroute from raliegh finally reaches their destination about 25 Miles off the coast of Achtun, Admiral Ulonov is standing on the deck of the Flashship of the fleet the ES Romanov, the first of the new class of Romanov class battleships. The 12 18 inch guns are shadowed in the dark, moonless sky. As usual before a massive bombardment, Ulonov is walking on the deck admiring the calm before the storm. Tonight is is joined by Lt General Onotov, who is going to be in charge of the actual invasion, she is walking along with him, wearing her great coat*

Onotov: I can't belive how cold it is out here tonight. It feels like I'm back in Edenstein

Ulonov: I know isn't it great, I love the lake... that calm right before a battle.. A certain crispness in the air.. the feeling that something great is going to happen.

Onotov: *looking a little green* I'd rather be on the dry land... I don't do well with boats and water...

Ulonov: Yeah, Zofia is the same way, you infintry grunts are all the same...

*Onotov gets a mad look on her face, and then she turns green again and runs to the side of the deck, after a few minutes of coughing and throwing up she comes back up and stands next to Ulonov and takes a drink from her flask*

Onotov: Can we get this show on the road? I need to get on shore..

Ulonov: Can't you just enjoy the lake and your surroundings?

Onotov: If I'm out here much longer I'm gonna die...

*Ulonov gets out his palm and contacts the bridge*

Captain: Admiral we have fireing solutions on the base, all ships are ready to fire on your command.

*ulonov looks at Onotov*

Ulonov: you might want to put your ear plugs in.

*she does that as the guns of the battleship rotate into posistion, Ulonov looks pushes a button on his palm again*

Ulonov: Commence Fireing Fire at will

*The command is echoed through the ship and sent to the other ships on the line, and almost simultaneously The battleships open up with broadsides on the base, Ulonov gets a smile on his face and helps Onotov to sickbay*

OOC: This is whats coming...

Bombardment is going to last through the night about 4 hours worth

3 Iowas Fireing full broadsides 1 broadside every 2 Minutes
27 guns, 2000 lb HEP shells
2 Soyouz III Fireing the Same
3 Soyouz IV Full Broadsides 1 every 3 minutes
27 18 inch guns fireing 2500 lb HEP Shells
1 Romanov Fireing a Broadside 1 every 2.5 minutes
12 18 inch fireing 33000 lb RAHEP Shells

MadderMike

05-03-2004, 19:00

OOC: I think the map is ...../MAP2.JPG

Edenstein

05-03-2004, 19:02

http://www.geocities.com/izimbeckwi/Map.JPG

Thats the correct link

Henceland Omega

06-03-2004, 03:52

::At Wraith Space Center::

Long Wang: Good evening Hencemen. I am Long Wang flom HO Channel 2 News. I'm hele to bling you all the news of the launch, just moments away! This will malk the filst public launching of a space vessel! The ship Limjob will launch flom hele, and do a complete olbit of the ealth!

::He looks behind him to the launch pad, on which sits a satellite that is starting to hum with energy. A voice booms over a loudspeaker::

Loudspeaker: Clear the launch area! Repeat, clear the launch area! T minus 2 minutes and counting!

Wang: It's vely exciting! The only othel nations in LETI with space ploglams like this ale Edenstein and Dubelco. This will malk an impoltant step fol Hencemen evelywhele!

::The ship roars as the engines all come to life::

Loudspeaker: T minus 1 minute... T minus 30 seconds... T minus 15 seconds... T minus 10

9

8

7

6

5

4

3

2

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Launch! ::The satellite takes off from the launch pad and streams into the air, disappearing from sight. The entire area cheers::

Wang: It's a success! The Limjob has succesfully taken off!

::Everyone continues to celebrate the success, as the news goes to commercial::

Manarth

06-03-2004, 21:10

Robert Ionia: At this time, Manarth would like to anounce it's support of Edenstein in it's effort to free the opressed people of Izembeckwi. ::aside:: Is that the right one? ::/aside:: We vow to aid them in whatever they need us for.

::Manarthian military observers have been sent to Edenstein, to view the coming incident and advise the Manarthian military on it's continuation::

::A cluster of six submarines is sent to the north eastern side of Izimbeckwi, about 50 miles northeast to southeast off the coasts of Auctinhauzen and Zonichisburgh with a separation of about 15 miles between ships::

URMS Water Weasle (Kilo Class)
URMS Nymph (LA Class)
URMS Horatio Samuels (LA Class)
URMS Periwinkle Thomas (LA Class)
URMS Pirahna (Kilo Class)
URMS Triumphant (Seawolf Class)

Edenstein

08-03-2004, 07:15

*Lt General Onotov on the deck of the Wasp Carrier ES: Petro speaking to Edenstein Marines who will be disembarking on the beach landing, she still looks a little green from the helicopter ride over from the Romanov. The sounds of the battleship heavy guns can still be heard in the background as well as engine sounds from the Hip Troop Copters winding up. She paces back and forth looking at the young soldiers, some barely 19 years old and never experiancing combat. Onotov's great coat hugs close to her and everyonce in a while she tightens it up. Deep down she knows that some of them will not be coming back*

Onotov: I bet you guys and girls are ready to get off this tug arn't you?

*Cheers come from the soldiers*

Onotov: I know that when you get on the beach your gonna feel like you
don't know what to do, but trust me you'll know exactly what to do. Always move forward, never back... don't let them push us back into the god awful lake... I for one can't stand it anymore...

*a little laughter from the soldiers standing on deck*

Onotov: Make us proud lets move out!

*The soldiers run off towards the helicopters and the LCaC's below deck and everyone gets suited up for the oncoming battle, Onotov Loads herself onto one of the LCACS that will be carrying the field command. She grasps her sidearm close to her as the LCACS in front of theirs disembark*

Pilot: Hold on back there its gonna be a bumpy ride

*The LCAC throttles up and moves out of the hanger, and hits the water hard*

Pilot: ETA 15 Minutes Commander, the Spearhead Lcacs are about 5 Minutes out.

Onotov: *looking at some of the other troops on board, her "Command Staff" Consisted of 2 Colnols, 5 Lt's, A Major, and 4 Sgt's. The other soldiers on board where primarily green privates and a staff Sgt*

Pvt. McArthur: Its ok General, I'll take care of ya..

Pvt. Mathews: Don't listen to him.. he has no Idea what he's talking about, Ass....

Sgt. Kerestes: Shut up you guys, concentrate on whats coming up.... when you hit the ground start running and take up posistion.

Lt. Kitzler: Yeah... do what he just said.

Cpl Dubiel: Hey, Striker a Nickel Says dave schites his pants when we hit
the beach.

Pvt. McArthur: I'll take that!

Pvt. Maruscsak: Hey... Who's the witty one now?

Onotov: What platoon is this?

Sgt. Kerestes: 4th Platoon Sir!

Onotov: Well.... lets just hope we all do good underfire...

Pax Germania

08-03-2004, 13:03

OOC:lol

Izimbeckwi

08-03-2004, 13:27

http://www.civilwarhome.com/images/ftsumter.jpg

Edenstein

09-03-2004, 05:00

*Sporadic cannon fire has been returned from the fort at the task force but many splash the water... one finds its mark and hits the romanov, Ulonov standing on deck watches as it flies in and hits the deck, it bounces and then rolls and stops at his feet, He looks down at it and spits on it*

Ulonov: Amatures

*The first 12 LCAC's from the invasion fleet hit the beach and open up the back of the hatches and 480 Marines spill onto the beach, the LCACS lay down covering fire on the beach as the marines run up the beach and hide behind the sea walls, a morter shell streaking from behind one of the sand bag emplacements and strikes one of the LCACS and it explodes sending shrapnel into some of the soldiers. A few minutes later 7 more LCACS come on the beach whith HIP-24 Attack helicopters giving air support for the ground troops*

*On the command LCAC*

Pilot: In the pipe 555, 2 minutes till the beach, lock and load Ladies and Gents

*in the back*

Onotov: Everyone know what they are doing?

Pvt Frister: I'm scared sir! I don't know if I can take it...

*onotov stands up and smacks him on the helmet*

Onotov: Stop your sniviling...

*the other soldiers laugh at him*

Pvt. Maruscsak: He he he, at least I don't suck as much as him.

Pvt. McArthur: So Ed the bet still on?

Cpl. Dubiel: Sure...

Sgt. Kerestes: 30 Seconds!!! Keep those actions clear! 1 guy is a waste of ammo, get on my ass and follow me up the beach!

Lt. Kitzler: Ummm what he said...

*Onotov shakes her head and takes her pistol out of its holster*

Pilot: Good luck out there! Ramp away!

*The ramp falls down and 4th Platoon, Onotov, and the rest of the command staff run out and take cover under some sand bag fortifications, as the LCAC is turning around, a morter round finds it and it explodes in a ball of fire, it carrens and flips over into another LCAC that is giving supressing fire for the marines*

*on the beach they meet heavy resistance from the defending troops, and fight their way up the beach. A few Pavlow choppers fly over the beach and start making strafing runs against the troops, The HIP helicopters
chase after them and take them out of the sky*

*the rest of the marines make it up the beach to their various rally points under heavy fire but eventually they make it to the fort that has been decimated and take control of it*

Casulty reports, 53 killed x 2 wounded
3 LCACS Destroyed 1 Damaged
1 HIP Damaged but still flying

*The marines and Onotov have set up field operations in what used to be the fort*

Manarth

09-03-2004, 07:41

::The Manarthian submarine force, located outside of Izimbeckwi waters, recieves a coded transmission from the 3rd Fleet commander, Admiral Emily Clarkson::

[code:1:5abf51ab3f]Move at crusing speed to patrol possitions around the Izimbeckwi fleet stationed at Canquar. Moniter fleet movements, and establish if possible a list of ships currently there. Importance is as follows: Carriers, Battleships, Crusiers, Troop/Cargo Transports, other ships.

Under no circumstance is anyone to open fire unless your ship is fired upon. And only then may you return fire to the attacking ship. Otherwise, you are to remain unseen as possible as you complete your orders.

Admiral Clarkson[/code:1:5abf51ab3f]

::The subs move to take up possition outside the Harbor at Canquar::

Ortah

10-03-2004, 05:42

Saul could feel something different happening as he stood on the coast of Ortah. The swamp kingdom was small, but strong in magic, which had been long forgoten by the more technological "kingdoms" of the region. Saul himself had long been told by visiting wizards that he had the spark of the divine within him, but he hadn't wanted the responsibility that went along with it, choosing to remain a simple shoemaker in the sea side village of Deagoth Fel.

His longtime friend, Jarnik, snuck up behind him. While Saul had an easy time spotting anyone else, (he suspected it was due to his magical ability), Jarnick always managed to suprise him. He just couldn't "feel" him the way he could everyone else, and that had made the two unlikely friends.

"I'm afraid there won't be any trade coming in today." began Jarnik. "The people of Fetid Fens won't be back until their new Ur-something is um... elected I guess."

"Elections." Saul sneered. "Every nation should be lucky enough to have a king appointed by the Avatar."

"Can't account for taste." replied Jarnik. "Let's go inside, nothing interesting is going to happen today."

Henceland Omega

10-03-2004, 07:26

::Sgt. Slotter paces back and forth in his hideout::

Slotter: I haven't heard from the moron brothers lately. I wonder how badly they're messing things up now...

::Eddie walks in::

Eddie: Hey boss, we've got a decent pick of recruits now. They're all ready to go. What's the latest plan?

Slotter: Alright look. I've all but given up on thinking they'll take care of her at the wedding. We need to do something else. Something not quite so direct that'll work. We need to make a plan that will shake things up. We may need extra help on this one. We need...

::He gets an evil grin on his face. He walks over to a red phone::

Eddie: What's that?

Slotter: Get me Bifida...

Ortah

10-03-2004, 21:39

As Saul went back into his hut, he spotted what seemed to be a hole in his wall, connected to a stone room.

"What the hell is this?" He said, gazing amazed at the hole.

Just then, he spied a woman on the other end of the breach.

"Hey, you! Can you hear me? What's going on?"

Manarth

11-03-2004, 23:13

Deputy Prime Minister Robert Ionia: Ladies and gentleman, after talking via phone to Prime Minister Zev Killian, it has been decided. We in Manarth cannot sit idly by and let the people of Izimbeckwi and our allies in Edenstien alone in their time of need.

The Third Fleet is moving to engage the Aristocrats that control Izimbeckwi's army and navy as we speak. Soon, we will be actively aiding Edenstein and their ally Pax Germania in rescuing the people from their terrible leaders.

Thank you, that is all.

::During his speach, the 3rd fleet has moved into possition. Aided by several troop carriers, and two squadrens of paratrooper transports taking off from bases in Eastern Detroit, they hover off the eastern coast of Izimbeckwi, waiting for the order to strike::

Edenstein

12-03-2004, 03:38

*Sitting in the field command center, Onotov sits looking over maps of the island and of the operation as a whole, a Sgt Comes up to her and Salutes*

Onotov: What can I do for you Sgt,

Sgt: Well I have the figures for the operation.

Onotov: Ok let me have it

Sgt: Well we lost 53 men and 106 wounded, 2 Half Tracks and 3 LCaCs

Onotov: Well, how many enemies.

Sgt: 150 killed 200 wounded 150 captured.

Onotov: Alright, I've already started making plans for the next landing.

*The Sgt Salutes and walks off*

Onotov: I hope the next one isn't as bad on both sides.

Ortah

12-03-2004, 05:02

Dar’Anjlemh heard a voice, and then she saw a figure in the scree mirror. The man’s face was so clear she thought she could reach out and touch him. She knew better then to touch the active scree mirror, it was an invitation to disaster. She didn’t know quite where to start. She remembered her manners, taught to her at her mother’s knee. She began "Hello, my name is Dar’Anjlemh, I am apprenticed to D' Nerbahltan master mage, of Fetid Fens......He is away......He is going to elect an Ur-Mage.....I am supposed to check the signs.....I have been checking them everyday like I was told.....the Seals always showed up in red, but today one was yellow....now it is white....I looked in my book....it said the Ragnashas.... they they they could get out of the caves. The Ragnashas are the sworn enemies of Ortah....My book said to notify the Ortah and they would send a hero....It said...he who appears in the scree was the Chosen one and and and he would kill the Ragnashas and put them back into the ground....I....I...." thud, she fainted.

Saul practically jumped out of his boots. A hero? But the message appeared to him, and he was hardly of that caliber. Jarnick maybe, his friend did have the unusual gift of stealth and was pretty good with his swordsmanship, but Saul?

No, he told himself. Obviously her magic was faulty. Still, she seemed to be telling him the truth. The Ragna-somethings would be a problem. King Unferth must be warned.

Collecting his sword and traveling equipment from the wall, he ran outside and smack into Jarnick.

"What is going on" Jarnick asked, supprised to see his friend rushing off late at night.

"I just witnessed a magical message. I need to war the king about a danger to our Kingdom!" Saul was scared, and rightly so.

"Very well," Said Jarnick. "Let me get my stuff, I'll accompany you to the capital."

Soon, off they went. Traveling through the rolling hills and lowly swamps of the kingdom.

Manarth

12-03-2004, 08:11

[code:1:ac7a53b0ca]Move in on your targets and set up a beach head at the city of Ralechausen. Eliminate all naval opponents between here and your targets.

Opon landing, follow your initial instructions unless unable or overridden by the tactical situation. May the prophet bless your path[/code:1:ac7a53b0ca]

::With that, the 5th and 7th Airborn divisions landed in Izimbeckwi, on the outskirts of Ralechausen (hereafter refered to as Rale). With B-52 bombers based out of Eastern Detroit, escorted by F/A-22s and F-35's off the 8 carriers of the 3rd Fleet, as well as the 4 Great Lakes Class Battleships and wide array of Ticonderoga Class Crusiers bombing the hell out of the Marines landing sites::

::Three full divisions of Marines, in a large number of troop carriers, prepaird for landing on the outskirts of Rale. The 1st Divsion landing to the south, and the 13th and 15th landing to the north::

Lt. Gen Roger H. Namsky: (with the 1st Divsion today) Come on men! We've got to drive the murdering bastards out of the city and on to the open countryside.

Lt. Gen. Frank Welland: (Safe aboard the URMS Hades waiting for the way to be clear for his 3rd Armored Divison) Here's to hoping the Airborn troops made it okay.

Admiral Emily Clarkson: Finally, some fun. Even Fly didn't get a chance to actually fight a real war! He'll be so jelious.

Pax Germania

12-03-2004, 15:51

**With the second wave of soldiers in place, the truss bridge is mere hours from being able to support heavy traffic. All of a sudden there are two large explosions near the floating bridges.

As the Combat Engineers begin their attempts at damage control a half dozen of the pontoons begin to float away. Suddenly a blaze of tracer bullet and cannon shell falls from the sky above the pontoon bridges. The column of lead cuts through the thin aluminum sheeting of the bridge’s sections rendering them unable to stay afloat. The Specter Gunships proceed to the beach where soldiers are unloading materials for a landing strip and small tent base.

- 6 A-10 Warthogs swoop out of the cloud cover and begin laying down a hail of fire from their cannons.
- Soldiers and Engineers run for cover in the forest where they are met by the 1st Heavy Armored Division from Danzischtad.
- 60 Abrams’ crash through the brush and pour over the dunes; chasing a large number infantry.
- At this point 20 Pax fighters sent to intercept the aerial bombardment lock onto their targets and let fly. Both Specters are taken down and the Warthogs turn to run. The Pax aircraft then turn their attention to the tanks who they make mincemeat of.

- The Warthogs appear again and begin strafing, this time, however, they are accompanied by 4 flights of Zembeck fighters.

Pax Germania

12-03-2004, 16:35

**James Hartman is walking down a gleaming hall with a gaggle of aids and Wayne his personal squire who is helping him into his armor. The chrome armor is etched with the cultural heritage of the Germanic tradition, and is inlayed over top of segmented carbon fiber Kevlar composite (think a cross between Halo and Bernard Hill as Theoden):

Hartman: ...and then move in the 1st army into the city, we will have these maggots one way or another!

Aide: Sir, are you sure you want to do this? Isn’t it a bit dangerous Sir?

Hartman: Well those slimy little scumbags we sent didn’t get the job done, so I’m personally going to make sure our hard chargin’ devil-dogs get through.

Aide: But, Sir, couldn’t y--

Hartman: I’m askin’ the F@%$ing questions here grease-ball! Do you understand?!

Aide: SIR, YES SIR!

Hartman: Now where is Shadowzerox?!

Aide: Sir, she is bridled out by the men Sir.

Hartman: OUTSTANDING!

Pax Germania

12-03-2004, 17:03

**Hartman mounts his faithful steed, and begins cantering along the line of tanks and hummers.**
http://www.angelfire.com/linux/penguin26/Hartman.jpg

Hartman: ATTEN‘---HUT!
EYES---FRONT!
Three minutes till the biggest battle of your professional careers.
And we can go there and get the s#$t kicked out of us,
Or we can fight our way back. Into the light; we can climb out of h#!!, one inch at a time.
Now, I can’t do it for you. I’m too old.
But in this Corps we fight for that inch.
In this Corps, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us to pieces, for that inch.
We claw with our fingernails... for that inch!
Because we know, when we add up the sum of all those inches, that is gonna make the F#$%ING DIFFERENCE BETWEEN WINNING AND LOOSING!
BETWEEN LIVING...AND DYING!
WHAT DO WE DO FOR A LIVING LADIES?!

Men: KILL! KILL! KILL!

Hartman: WHAT MAKES THE GRASS GROW?!

Men: BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!

Hartman: RIDE NOW! RIDE FOR RUIN AND THE WORLD’S ENDING!

**The three mechanized cavalry corps begin to roll across the finished truss bridge. Hartman takes his place at the head of the column. He brandishes his sword and signals the charge.**

Fetid Fens

12-03-2004, 19:21

Denth' Arbula and his mother climbed onto the back of the huge frost grey dragon. Denth' Arbula found he easily connected to the dragon. It made this incredible noise in his head. Denth' Arbula thought of one word Ortah the noise focused and he heard/felt the beast say Ortah I know that place it is more of a swamp than this place, not many fields filled with juicy cattle. With that the giant dragon leapt into the air and with a speed unknown to the riders began to climb higher and higher. Denth' Arbula looked down and saw a little river with many dams but they weren't dams Welland Canal entered his mind. As Denth' Arbula and his mother held on to the mighty creature, the night passed to day, the day passed to evening and land appeared as a tiny speck far below. The grey dragon began his descent, faster and faster they went. Tears were streaming out of Denth' Arbula and his mothers eyes. They landed in a small field next to a large village/city. There was a huge castle on top of a rugged escarpment. Two men were approaching from the edge of the forest. Denth' Arbula and his mother jumped off the enormous dragon and the dragon jumped into the air and soon was just a speck in the dusky sky.

Fetid Fens

12-03-2004, 19:30

Xerba and his band of Ragnasha warriors slept in the warmth of the special chamber in the back of the leviathan. The huge beast made its way towards the Welland Canal. It was a moonless night and the leviathan nestled under a great lakes ore carrier as it made its way through the canal. Once in Lake Erie the mighty whale-like beast picked up speed. It was headed for the swamp lands of Ortah. Xerba dreamed of death and destruction, the leader of the Ragnashas smiled, it was a pleasant dream.

MadderMike

13-03-2004, 03:03

ADM Mike Dewey sends the MMS Paranoia a Kraken Class DE Submarine to monitor the Pax - Zembek situation. This is a quiet diesel electric submarine with advanced communication capability. Old man Oldsmobile wants to send cruise missiles flying but ADM Dewey calms him down by showing him the latest issue of Canes and Walkers.

Edenstein

13-03-2004, 04:45

*The Los Angeles Class submarine ES: Brooke on patrol near the locks picks up a strange sonar contact*

Sonar: Con Sonar, I have a fast mover at bearing 275 mark 12.

Con: Any idea what it is?

Sonar: Never heard this before

Con: Bring us around to follow at a safe distance lets find out where its going and EAM HQ and let them know whats going on

*The submarine comes around to a safe following distance*

*meanwhile back at the ranch, erm Edenstein*

*2 Flights of B-52's fuel up and load up with 18 Mk-86 JDAM bombs a piece and take off enroute to *don't know name* Island, they are joined midflight by 2 flights of SU-37k's from task force 6 and 1 flight of F-18's with 6 Mk-84 JDAM bombs a piece, they fly towards the various military installations. Also from Edenstein 4 F-117's with laser guided munitions fly towards the power stations and telecomunications hubs on the island*

Ortah

13-03-2004, 05:58

Saul spied the dragon the same time as Jarnick, causing both of them to start. It had been several years since anyone in Ortah had even thought of summoning a dragon. "That must be the real hero." Thought Saul as he walked up towards the castle.

"Why not tell them what has happened," suggested Jarnick. "If they've already heared of it, we can head back home."

"Good idea." relied Saul. He walked over to the passengers of the dragon. "Hello there, can I bother you for a minute. You look like powerful mages. I recieved a vision recently saying the Rash-something are comming and I was heading to warn the king. Do you know anything about that."

Pasadena California

13-03-2004, 06:49

We would like to announce that we will be sending a detail of The Regimental Band of His Majesty’s Coldstream Guards. Here is a picture of them on parade in front of The Palace of Pasadena.
http://www.coldstreamguardsband.co.uk.jpg/

Behold the grandeur and the professionalism of our premier military band

Pasadena California

13-03-2004, 06:57

ooc: im sorry if you cant see can't the picture. I guess it didn't load right.
Also i will be claiming the picures of the UK'S millitary forces past and present as my own. Telegram me if anyone objects to this. :D

Quelzatchican

13-03-2004, 07:17

Edenstein

13-03-2004, 07:29

[High Quezatchican Priest arrives on the shores somewhere on the island, followed by a raft of slaves and workers]

High Priest: What is this? Where have we arrived?

Slave: I am but a lowly slave, the gods would not bestow me with such knowledge.

High Priest: Of course. Then have the quartermaster consult the stars upon nightfall, and let us claim this shore for Quelzathican Clan and our dreaded Red Alliance!

[High Priest pits the glorious flag of Quezatchican into the soil]

http://www.nationstates.net/images/flags/uploads/quelzatchican.jpg

High Priest: commence sacrifice! No inch of this island will truly be ours until we have spent so much blood as the gods see fit!

OOC: First of all.. who are you? Second of all... where are you landing? Third of all... well I'll think of a third of all later.. Fourth of all you are not in the LETI region.. fifth of all, who's island are you landing on, all of them are claimed by one of the nations in LETI... ohhh thirdly of all... I think someone would of noticed you guys coming in. So.. please explain yourslef. Other then that... welcome... for the time being.

Quelzatchican

13-03-2004, 07:58

Edenstein

13-03-2004, 08:13

OOC: No problem. welcome... We have enough genocide in this region already...

Fetid Fens

13-03-2004, 14:33

Denth' Arbula's mother rushed forward to greet Saul "You are the chosen one, the hero who will save the day. The Ragnashas are loose, they are comming here." Denth' Arbula bowed formally and presented the Sword of Tears to Saul. He explained the sword was meant for the Hero of Ortah to save the world from the Ragnashas. He further explained it glowed with an internal blue fire when Ragnashas were near. It is specially constructed to slice through the tough Ragnasha skin like a hot knife through butter. As he offered the sword to Saul it slid a bit out of the sheath. Denth' Arbula and his mother gasped. It was glowing a faint blue. Together they said "The Ragnashas are nearing your island you must prepare. You must take this sword."

Fetid Fens

13-03-2004, 14:46

Xerba, the leader of the Ragnashas could sense the leviathan slowing down. It was in shallow waters. Xerba woke the two largest Ragnashas and they began to open the special flap of skin on the back of the leviathan. the infusion of fresh air woke the rest of the little band of Ragnasha warriors. Xerba looked out at the evening sky and saw land. It was the land of his sworn enemies the Ortah. The heavy beast got as close to shore as it could and the Ragnashas bailed out. They swam the short distance to shore and began their search for easy meat. Then they would get rid of the Masters of Ortah and be free to roam the land again. Xerba spotted a small fishing village in the distance. "Meat, over there, get a move on" he said smacking his lips.

Edenstein

16-03-2004, 21:20

*On the first island that was taken, airstrips and various bases are built to support further operations on the island. aproximatly 10,000 vacationers are being deported back to Pax Germania.*

*The Second island after several hours of arial and naval bombardment has been siezed and initail field operations are set up casualty figures are as follows*

Edenstein:
Killed: 234
Wounded 450
MIA: 35

1 Destroyer Heavily Damaged
10 A-10's brought down
3 B-52's heavily damaged
2 t-90 tanks destroyed

Izimbekwi:

Killed: 478
Wounded: 300
Captured: 315

5 Strikers Attack Vehicles destroyed
10 155 mm Howitzers destroyed
3 T-64 Tanks Destroyed

2 Airstrips Captured

*The Edenstein 6th fleet is off the coast of the main land preparing for landing operations*

MadderMike

18-03-2004, 19:55

Mike Oldsmobile Prime Minister for Life, after visiting Edenstein for the wedding called his staff together for a planning session. He addresses the assembled diplomats and career politicians "After my visit to Edenstein I recognize that they have a lot of goods and services we could use. The main problem is they want a lot of money for them. Does anyone have any ideas on how we can get these things for a lot less money?"
Mike Bond Minister of Information and Intellegence "We could spy on them and steal the technology."
Mike Oldsmobile "Good idea and that worked with the nano-technology but we don't want to produce these things just buy them cheaper."
Mike Kingnerd founder of Mike-O-Soft software conglomerate "The main problem as I see it is that Edenstein is an empire. If their economy was modeled after ours they would sell things cheaper to get more market share."
Mike Oldsmobile "That is a good idea but how would we go about it?"
Mike Bond "We could set up a series of storefronts to sell something but in reality work towards the overthrow of the Emperor and replace the government with a corrupt republic like ours."
Mike Oldsmobile "I resent the corrupt part of that but wholeheartedly support the idea. Bond you and Kingnerd work out the details. I have to pay for a sunken whaler."

Henceland Omega

19-03-2004, 08:00

::The HO Administration returns to the Hence Palace::

Maison: Your Henceness! Master Citan, Master Tism, and Master Yamamotot! I'm glad to see you all made it back safely!

Ritsuko: Thanks, Old Maison. There was that problem with that assassin, but that's been taken care of.

Corran: So how've things been here?

Tempest: Quiet.

Meis: Yeah, a little TOO quiet!

Corran: Oh that's not bad. That just means there aren't any major controversies. Anything else of note?

Tempest: Not really. The Rimjob ship made it's orbit around the Earth. It was very successful.

Meis: Yeah, a little TOO succesful!

Rom: Yeah, I knew it'd work. Hehehe. The next mission'll be kewl too.

::Luna, Ruri, and Fifel Hoover return::

Tempest: Hey! It's Luna!

Meis: Yeah, a little TOO Luna!

::Tempest stops and looks at Meis, who quickly exits the room::

Corran: So how are things in Daistallia?

Luna: Well, with your permission, those refugees should now be considered Daistallian-Hencemen. Things changed so drastically that they aren't even taking their refugees back.

Corran: Hmm. I think we can work that. We'll get a speech ready and get the press to cover it.

Rom: Hey! That'll be perfect! Heh heh heh...

Corran: ::shakes his head:: Well, it's nice to be back...

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