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New Mike-O-Soft Software Distributor Opens in Edenstein Capital!

Get your discount software without having to have it shipped!

Try the new EXcrement operating system. It is guaranteed to crash at least once per day!


Mike Kingnerd II "Welcome, come in look at the new operating system, we bundle Mike-O-Soft Wordy, Escell, and Ax-ess with every OS.
Joe Average, Buyer for Edenstein Shoes-R-Us "Well it looks good but we use Linux."
Mike Kingnerd II "Just look at these features, no more command codes to learn, everything available at the click of the mouse. " Looks carefully around "This is our favorite feature. You hit Alt-CTL-C and the system automaticly crashes. Say you are late with at presentation for your boss. He walks in, you hit the Alt-CTL-C and BAM Green Screen of Death. You say to him I just lost 2 days of work!!! He walks away forgetting the presentation was due and just feels your anguish."
Joe Average "How do I start it?"
Mike Kingnerd II "Just type in Emperor Ed has to go and it starts up automaticly.

::While Corran and the others unpack, Tempest turns the news on and sees the announcement from Mike-O-Soft. His eyes grow wide::

Tempest: Their the ones behind it! I'm sure! "Emperor Ed has to go?" They MUST be the ones behind the assassination attempt on the Emperor! We should do something about this immediately!

Ritsuko: overhearing him, pokes her head into the room:: Actually, the guy told me where he was from before we took care of him. It wasn't there, and I believed him. Keep your cool!

Tempest: You know, one of these days you'll eat your words...

*A few of the customers buy copies of the excremet operating system, among them is James Stoyenk minister of technology buys one and takes it back to the palace and starts to install it on his computer*

James: Hmm... *types some commands and a big EXcremate banner pops up and it starts asking questions*

James: Hmm.. Credit Card number? *types* Bank account number? *types* Shoe Size? Number of Children? Shoe size? And whats this how many times I've procreated?!?! WTF?!?! *continues answering five pages of questions on the screen*

Computer Screen: Congratulations! You are now ready to install EXcremet! PLease note installation may take up to 12 hours on Faster machines such as Deep Blue. We have checked your system Stats and installation will be aproximatly

86 hours

Please wait while the operating system installs.

James: WHAT!!! *Grumbles and then walks away allowing the installation to continue, he comes back 85 hours 59 minutes and 30 seconds later and reads the screen*

Screen: 99.97%
99.98%
99.99%
FATAL SYSTEM ERROR!

It appears that you computer does not meet the minimum system requirements in these area's

Hard Drive
Your System Requirements
240 GB 900 GB
Memory
Your System Requirements
8 GB 512 GB
Case Color
Your System Requirements
Beige Teal/Lime Green/Purple

Your system will now be wiped, your computer will now restart with a clean hard drive. You may wish to upgrade your system requirements or buy EXcrement Professional for $800.00 which has less stringent requirements, Thank you for using Mike-o-Soft

James: THIS IS HORRIBLE!!! How can they expect anyone to buy this.... let alone use it! I'll have to advise the Emperor to condemn this product..

*he goes off while the computer restarts, and boots back up to a blinking cursor*

Mike Kingnerd II is scanning the latest statistics sent in by the Mike-O-Soft Operating System statistics gathering function and spots James Stoyenk minister of technology --oops better fix his computer quickly. We don't want him sicking the KGB or whatever upon us. He types a few commands and the kernal of a Linux like OS is sent to James Stoyenk's computer the risidual Mike-O-Soft statistics gathering software recognizes the command and loads the Linux with the EXcrement look-alike front end. We'll have to keep a close eye on this one.

He continues to study the statistics and sends out "You Have Won" free software offers to the ones that look like they could be subverted to the cause.

There are other offers sent out to attend the Mike-O-Soft users group with "Free Beer After" notices. "That should bring more into the fold." says Mike Kingnerd II.

Mike Kingnerd II turns to Mike Coder, Chief of Providing Security Holes to Mike-O-Soft products. "Coder, we need more statistics gathered to make sure we extract as much money out of these people as we can. How is the brainwashing software coming along."
Mike Coder "Mike we are moving the subliminal messages into all of the games we distribute, it seems to be working great. We have about 2,000 responses to attend the "Anti-Ed" rally next week.

OOC: Sorry I've been away for a while. Jeeze is stuff happening in here. Give me a day or two and I'll catch up.

For the eyes of Paul Isaskis only:

Battle of Ralechausen

Summary: Heavy shore fighting, though the shore defenders were forced to retreat or surrender after Manarthian Paratroopers arrived in the city and at the landing areas to the north and south in the countryside. Few Izimbeckwi aircraft present at the invasion, due to little warning of it's approach and preocupation with Edenstein/Pax battles to the north and west of the island.

Manarthian troops have secured the city, as well as some sorrounding land, and have landed armor. They are working busily to set up an airbase, but it is expected to take the better part of 3 days. In the meantime, the navy is remaining on station for air support.

Manarth Marines:
1st Division: Strength: 45000 men / 103 Killed 205 wounded 1 missing
13th Division: Strength: 45000 men / 51 Killed 129 wounded 3 missing
15th Division: Strength: 30000 men / 38 killed 84 wounded 10 missing

Airborn:
84th: 45000 men / 32 killed 181 wounded 129 missing
85th: 45000 men / 58 killed 307 wounded 86 missing

Airforce:
107th Bomber Squadren(B1B): 1 lost plane
22nd Navy Fighter Wing (F-35): 2 lost planes, 1 damaged aircraft/aircraft carrier runway (runway repaired)
91st Bomber Squadren (B-52): No casualties
61st Tactical Assault Unit (A-10): 1 lost plane (pilot/copilot recovered)
208th Air Superiority Squadren (F-15): No casualties

Izimbeckwi Defenders:
Believed to be about a full division in size, broken into three Regements.
Regement "Alpha" (north beach): 18 killed *60 wounded 510 POW
Regement "Bravo" (South beach): 82 killed *150 wounded 137 POW
Regement "Charlie" (city and dropzones): 79 killed *150 wounded 35 POW

*Wound lists are estimates based on usual wound/kill ratios. Actual combat casualties for evacuated wounded are not known.

Notes from officers:

Lt. Gen Roger H. Namsky: Taken light casualties so far for such a major battle. Are their forces elsewhere? Moral still high, despite losses the men feel they won a major victory. Population is happy to see us.

Lt. Gen. Frank Welland: Have landed tanks on beach now. Waiting for air support to arrive soon. Make sure we have them.



Isaskis: Leave for a few days and we're at war. Jeeze. At least I'm only nominally in charge....

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. Whoa...deja vu...anyway...any other questions?

*A reporter stands*

Reportet: Evan Elosh, Dubelco Channel 5. Are you actually coming out of isolationism this time or are you going for the trifecta? If not what is your stance on the current Pax-Izimbeckwi conflict?

Sammek: No, Evan, we're really coming out of isolation this time. Probably. Anyway we don't know anything about the current conflict so as of right now we wish to extend humanitarian aid and cheese to both sides. Any other questions?

*Somewhere in Western Lake Erie, a pleasure yacht slowly crawls through a blanket of deep fog.*

Kim: Sure is foggy.

Steve: Yup...foggy.

Kim: Yup.

Steve: Shhh...do you hear that?

Kim: Hear what?

Steve: Listen!

*He cuts the engines and listens. Off in the distance voices can be heard wafting across the water. They gradually begin to make out the words. It is singing.*

Singing voices: ...never buried treasure in ST Louie or ST Paul
and I've never been to Moscow
and I've never been to Tampa
and I've never been to Boston in the fall

We are the pirates we don't do anything.
We just stay at home, and lie around.
And if you ask us, to do anything
we'll just tell you, we don't do anything...

and I've never hoist the main sail
and I've never swabbed the poop deck
and I've never veered starboard, cause I've never sailed at all
and I've never walked the gang plank
and I've never owned a parrot.
and I've never been to Boston in the fall

we are the pirates we don't do anything
we just stay at home, and lie around
and if you ask us, to do anything
we'll just tell you, we don't do anything...

*Suddenly a huge sailing ship emerges from the fog.*

Steve: I've got a bad feeling about this...

Mike Kingnerd II finishes addressing the Mike-O-Soft users group and the nearly 2000 people gather around the beer trucks with six taps on each side dispensing ostensibly "Lite" beer but actually a whopping 11% alcohol by volume. As the participants are milling around a small group of MadderMikians are working through the crowd "explaining" the evils of having an Emperor and the "Benefits" of having a republic.

After the party, and when the police break up the rowdy hangers-on, Mike Kingnerd II gathers his staff. He says "We really need a Edenstein front man for this effort. We need someone who is handsome or pretty, speaks well, and not bright enough to know they are being manipulated. Keep an eye out for someone like that to head up an "Opposition Party". Lets get some sleep."

*at a podium in Santa Cruz, his usual hang out, Bob Jorgensen stands up and plucks his suspenders, and the crowd that has gathered around breathes in with excitment*

Bob: My friends! My Frineds! I stand before you today to tell you of the evils that is this, "Regime" that is the Emperor! Not only is he sending our boys and girls off to die in a faraway god for saken place, He is now galavanting around edenstien with his new harlet wife!

*Gaylen the midget walks out in his usual emperor Ed outfit and looks around proudly, he then takes a manikan of Empress carolyn and starts smouching*

Bob: Now as my friend is demonstrating, How is the emperor supposed to look out for your needs, why he has his eyes on fornication!!!!

*some women faint in the audiance and Gaylen stops and looks for a moment, then goes back to what he was doing*

Bob: Now friends! This is what we need to do to the Emperor!!!! *takes cane and raps the little man over the head, he stops for a moment the falls over*

Bob: ONLY THEN CAN WE TRULEY BE FREE OF OUR FORNICATING LEADER!!!!

*the crowd cheers and they leave the podium singing A mighty fortress is our god*

Bob: to Gaylen: I'm sorry little guy, you know the Emperor really likes us to put on a show..

*Gaylen wakes up flicks off bob and then starts to dry hump the manikan*

*Aboard the pirate ship the Black Curdle.*

Crew: ...to do anything, we'll just tell you we don't do anything!!

*The crew erupts in laughter.*

Jack: Now boys...er...pirates...we're going to be havin to do something soon because we're running out of food and money.

Gorgonzola: SAIL HO!!!

Jack: Where?

Gorgonzola: There sir, off the port bow.

Jack: I don't see any sails.

Gorgonzola: There! Right there!

Jack: You idiot! That boat doesn't have sails.

Gorgonzola: Sorry sir, nautical term you know.

Jack: Well whatever, they look rich. *Shouting across the water.* Ahoy there!

*In the pleasure yacht.*

Steve: I definately have a bad feeling about this.

Mike Kingnerd II and Mike Coder are watching Bob Jorgensen and Gaylen the midget. Mike Coder "What do you think boss? We could recruit those two."
Mike Kingnerd II "There is something not quite right here. They are playing the crowd with no apparent fear of retribution from the Emperor. I think we can use them though. Try to find out when they do this again and we will flood the crowd with the people we have recruited. These two will ride the crest of the wave without knowing they are even in the sea. If we play this right it should set off protests all over the city."

*In a basement in Edenstein Sophia, Alexzander, and a few other henchmen sit and watch the state funeral of the general that they assasinated*

Sophia: Well, the plan worked well, even though it was the wrong person.

Alexzander: I know, and unfortunatly they will be looking for that again.

Sophia: Yeah, fortunatly they police don't have a positive ID on us.

Alexzander: *flics channel and watches news report about the Mike-o-soft rally* Hmmm those wackos are going about things all wrong.. *he goes to flic the channel but Sophia stops him*

Sophia: Maybe not... *she picks up the phone and calls the local Mike-o-soft retailer* Hello? Yes... I'd liike a demo of your operating system... My address? Well how about I just meet you at 167 Debian Way at 11:00pm tomorrow? Ok? thank you! *hangs up phone*

Alexznder: Ok... what was that?

Sophia: I have a plan

*On the Edenstein Counterpoint border, the counterpoint troops are sitting there throwing rocks across the border at the endenstein troops who are doing the same, two privates stnad talking to each other*

Pvt 1: Why are we still here?
Pvt 2: I don't know... orders....
Pvt 1: I know but we've been sitting out here.... and no one has seemed to care..
Pvt 2: Maybe we'll get orders eventualy

*Pvt 2 gets whacked in the head with a rock from the Edenstein side he scowls and then walks back behind his fox hole and falls asleep*

*Admiral Ulonov calls an underling into his office. The underling salutes Ulonov*

Ulonov: I bet you are wondering why I called you in hear

Captain McQue: Yes sir... I really have no Idea.

Ulonov: Yes, The other admiralty and I have consulted and decided that Edenstein needs a wooden fleet..

McQue: Sir... wooden?

Ulonov: Yes, you know tall ships and such, cannons yard arms and such...

*McQue gets a sour look on his face*

McQue: With all do respect sir... what chance would a wooden ship have against battleship... or heck even a PT boat....

Ulonov: Thats of no concern... but you have been chosen to captain the flag ship of this new fleet, the HES: Inquisitor. It is under going sea trials right now. You will be in command of 3 ship of the lines, 4 Frigates, 6 Sloops and assorted other small ships nessescary to carry out your mission.

McQue: And what mission exactly is that sir?

Ulonov: You'll find out, report to Raliegh and report to Vice Admiral Tilden, Who will brief you further.

*They salute each other and McQue walks off and boards a plane to Raliegh*

Mike Kingnerd II gets off the phone with the store manager of the Mike-O-Soft southeast storefront. He said someone wanted a demo of the Mike-O-Soft software and to meet them at 167 Debian Way at 11:00pm tonight. Kingnerd II wonders is this the call we have been waiting for? Only one way to find out. He loads the latest software on his laptop using the secret loading method, taking only a few minutes. He then prepares to go to the meeting. Although he is mostly into computers he is a MadderMikian and is quite familiar with handguns. His favorite is a little .25 cal semi-automatic hammerless, it is easily concealed in this heat and at close range just a deadly as a larger weapon. Does a MadderMikian carry just one gun? No! More is always better, he straps on two 9mm autos. A ruger stainless and his old reliable a Glock 19. We'll see what this person really wants. He heads out to 167 Debian Way.

*Sophia is standing outside of the address, which is a rundown apartment building in one of the lower class area's of the city. Sophia is strikingly beautiful, she is about 5'7" with shoulder length blond hair and grey eyes. She's wearing a long black trench coat with the collar turned up. She sticks her hands in her pockets to help fight off the cold, and she also wraps her hand around her Baretta 9 mm. She looks around the street and see's a drunken wino throwing random things into a burn barrel. She gazes down the street a little and sees Alekzander peeking out of a doorway a few houses down and a few more operatives dispursed around the neighborhood. She watches as a car pulls up to the curve in front of her and the window rolls down*

Guy in Car: Hey can you tell me where to 401 express is? I seem to of lost my way....

*Sophia watches as a few people gather around his car and start to take off hubcaps and spray paint "Honky" on the side*

Sophia: Yeah you wanna drive down this way and take the next to lefts, that will take you right back to where you need to be..

GIC: Thanks a lot! *rolls up window and drives away with much of the body paneling missing*

*Sophia goes back to leaning up against the building pondering what exactly she was going to say to this guy, when a few moments later another car pulls up and parks in front of her and a man gets out of the car carrying a laptop case*

Sophia: I'm glad that you where able to make it..... I'm Sophia Molon... I am intrested in your "Product"...

Mike Kingnerd II gets out of his car after watching the car ahead of him get stripped before his eyes. He was wondering what the protocol in Edenstein was, in MadderMike he would have shot anyone approaching his car, but alas this was Edenstein. He noticed a man standing in a doorway a few houses away, the man gestured to the gathering locals and they quickly backed away.

Mike looked up to see a stunning woman standing there. As his name would imply Mike was not too smooth with the opposite sex. He gathered up his courage and fought through the waves of shyness and answers her greeting "Hi, I'm Mike Kingnerd II and we have many products, which one interests a beautiful woman such as yourselfness?"

*She looks at Mike who is fumbling over words and such she smiles at him*

Sophia: Well... we are in need of some "Virus" Software.... something to erradicate a certain Virus... Its a very dangerous and subversive virus... one that we've been trying to eradicate for sometime... but I feel that with your help, and your backing, that we could possibly kill it once and for all... now.. if you are willing, lets step into my office and discuss our certain problem...

*she tightens her grip on her gun, knowing full well what a ruthless society the madder mikians keep. She glances over to where Alekzander his standing, concealing an AK-74 rifle underneath his coat. Then turns her attention back to Mike. She opens her coat a little bit to expose a black low cut top and takes a couple steps towards him*

Lt. Gen Rodger Hansley: Well, Welland. What sort of problems have developed that require my attention?

Lt. Gen Welland: Hansley, always the positive one. We've actually made good time and we're ready to move out.

Hansley: Good. I'm assuming we'll be moving with you?

Welland: Until reinforcements show up from Manarth you're all I've got for mass infantry support for my boys. We've got trucks and such from the Airborn Infantry, they're going in from the air.

Hansley: And they won't need them why?

Welland: We're going to use them to sieze control of the two towns along our path to the east.

Hansley: Okay. So, my boys are going to get chewed up again so that we can move how far up?

Welland: Two towns over. It gives us some room to manuver or retreat without putting our backs against the wall. I don't want them to overwhelm us with a counter attack.

Hansley: Okay, the 13th will support you, but I'm keeping the 1st and 15th here. We can't have irregulars sabatoging the supply lines.

Welland: No... Can't have that...

::During the night, the 84th and 85th make their covert night drop into enemy territory. The next morning, M-1 Abrams and assorted light infantry transports fuel up and move out to the east with air support out of Ralechausen::

*after days of heavy shelling and arial bombardment further down on the peninsula of Izimbekwi Edenstein forces come ashore meeting little resistance. They quickly come ashore and take up posistions to support the rest of the operation, total number of troops and equipment coming ashore*

2nd Army

6th mech Infanty
8th Armored Div "Hell Reaver Divison"
4th Combat support Divison
18th Air Calvalry Division
183rd MASH division

10,000 Infantry
300 T-84U Tanks
100 T-90 MBT
300 155 mm Howitzers
500 Duece and A halfs
100 Striker Attack vehicles
100 Paladin Self propelled howitzers
120 Apache Helicopters
50 Black Hawk Helicopters
100 Huey Helicopters
Assorted support vehicles,

Virus! Ohhh it has been a very long time since Mike Kingnerd II had written a virus, he thought then.... Oh something else! It was so hard to think when a beautiful woman was so close.

"Um yes lets ... a ... go inside and discuss this virus." he said. He wondered who the guy in the doorway was, probably backup. He should have brought back up, but he was captain of his shooting club and excelled in the Real World competitions. Plus she was so good looking, just to spend time with her would be worth any danger and if his intuition was right she was talking danger. He knew her opening the top of her coat was a ploy but why not enjoy a good ploy.

He was excited, this was much more thrilling than corporate takeovers. He followed her into the building.

*Sophia turns around and walks towards the building and then opens the door. Once open she walks in and holds it open for mike. They go down the stairs and through a door and down another flight of stairs to a Steel bolted thick heavy blast door she raps three times and hears three from the other side, and the door opens. Inside the main entry is a bare hall way and two doors on either side, and two more down at the end of the hall. They turn into the first door on the left, inside is a table and two chairs with an old light hanging from the ceiling. Sophia sits down on the opposite side from mike and takes her coat off and drapes it over the back of her chair. She stretches her arms over her head making her shirt stretch up her body. She leans down and puts her arms on the table, letting her shirt hang down. At this time Alekzander walks in the room and leans up against the wall*

Sophia: Mike.... I hope I can call you mike... We have the same goal as you... we watched what your company was doing with that rally... *she stands up and walks behind Mike* We want to take out the emperor, and I think that you *Leans down right next to him* and your company are the ones that can help us. We almost got him a few weeks ago but he aluded us.

*Alekzander shifts his body a little and lights a cigarette*

Sophia: So what do you think Mike... do you think you could help us? *puts arms around him* Do you think you could help me?

ooc:
I created a region called NE Ohio Lakefront Fortress. Will you count that as being next to LETI, and therefore ships could reach it?

ic:

The Proconsul walked slowly along the pier. He reached the end of this concrete causeway jutting out into Lake Erie. He sniffed the air, "dead fish" he muttered to himself. He looked over to his right and observed a transport ship being loaded with cars. To his left was a naval base, where 2 Norse Class battleships were being retrofitted to fire the Standard Missile Mk. 4. As the cruiser Perry crossed the water before him he thought of the potential that this location had. He flips open his tattered Conrad reader, and begins to read the story The Secret Sharer. In this peaceful situation he could think...

::In the Hence Palace, 6 men walk out of the Public Room rather dejected. Ritsuko walks in and waves to Luna who is sitting in her usual seat::

Ritsuko: So what'd these guys want?

Luna: They're Port workers. They say that people are starting to get really scared of the waters again. They think there's something out there. I told them that untill they gave me proof something was going on, that the government would not send in troops to investigate.

Ritsuko: Pirates maybe?

Luna: That's what they think. I think it's ridiculous in this day and age.

Ritsuko: Yeah.

::Tempest enters the room::

Tempest: Luna, I'm still worried about that new software that's coming out. It has anti-Ed messages all over!

Luna: Did you tell Ruri about it?

Tempest: But Ruri's...

Luna: The head of intelligence and investigation, and possibly the most brilliant mind in our government.

Tempest: ...only 10!

Luna: Bring it to her anyway. If she sees something, we'll check it out.

::Tempest leaves::

Ritsuko: So where's Corran anyway? I haven't seen him since we got back from the wedding.

Luna: Well he went out of the country. He said he needed to look around and get back to the basics. He said he'd be back by...

::Corran walks in::

Corran: Oh Luna, Ritsuko. I'm back! And do I have some changes to implement!

Luna: Uh oh...

Memo:

To: General Andrew McDaniel
From: R&D

General,

Stage 3 testing complete. Ready inplement and make ready to become our new warcourse weapon. Estimated price to be at 100(C)B or $600. New figther prototype entering stage 3. Estimated time until completion 3+ months.

-Major Williams, Classified Weapons Reasearch

Ritsuko: Where did you get these ideas?

Corran: Aren't they great? I just did studies of several major cities aroundthe world by travelling to them, and I think Fei Fong Wong is more than overdue. I mean, let's face it. Aside from Yggdrasil Square there isn't much that's that great in the city.

Luna: Well it does what it's supposed to do.

Corran: Yeah, but it doesn't attract people to want to come visit. So I'm doing it. ::He walks into the Map Room, where Tempest is talking incessantly to Ruri about some subliminal anti-Ed campaign::

Corran: Hey James, I need a printout of Fei Fong Wong's layout, labelled and zoned. Luna! Get me the number for the best constructioncompany that isn't still in jail.

Ruri: Ms. Althena?

Luna: Yes Ruri?

Ruri: I've analyzed the Mike-O-Soft program and I have found reason to believe there is something worth investigating. Scientists discovered some interesting things in the program.

Luna: Oh ok. Well conduct the investigation, and report the results to me.

Ruri: Yes.

*LETI News flashes on the screen, and then the ENN logo flashes right after it and Stephani Schuster appears on the screen*

Schuster: Good evening LETI and Edenstein we are taking you live to a press conference in Edenstein already in progress

*screen flashes to Donald Rumpsfeel who is standing at the podium*

Rumpsfeel: And thats why my Second Aunt bit off that guys toe....

*audiance chuckles a bit*

Rumpsfeel: Now lets bring you up to date on edenstein affairs... Edensteins boys and girls are now deployed to the nation of Izimbeckwi in conjunction with a multinational contingent with Bulger-15 forces and Manarthian forces. Currently Edenstein have taken control of two of the main islands and have landed on the main land and are currently taking control of the city of *looks at notes* Hedviess. So far casualties are considered light.

In the former lands of Land-o-Eric, we have succesfully began rebuilding the infrastructure. We feel that colonization can begin shortly.

I have time for a few questions... *points* You

*watching the news from their underground bunker*

Sophia: Ha.... I always got a kick out of these press conferences, how much they don't tell the people

Aleksander: I know... We are almost ready to transmit...

Sophia: Good... we are gonna bring them the real information...

*back at the news conference*

Reporter 1: Jan Blather Leti News channel 5, What of reports that counterpointian forces have begun amassing on the border?

Rumpsfeel: Yes... there has been a signifigent build up of counterpoinan forces... but the Edenstein third Army group has been dispatched to the border to quell any thoughts of them coming over. At this time they don't pose a threat to us. *points next* You

reporter 2: Farbra Walters, Edenstein News, what of the assasination of General Onotov, and the attempted assasination on the Emperor... has the government identified the purpotraters? And what action has been taken to thwart them?
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Sophia: Get ready...
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Rumpsfeel: That is an excellent question! As you know Edenstein is committed to protecting its citizens.... we have already snuffed out those terro

*transmission cuts into feed*

*a Tall blond wearing a black trench coat and a black low cut shirt with a small linux penguin emblem appears on the screen*

Sophia: Freedom fighters Mr. Rumpsfeel.... Not terrorists... or Providers of the truth... to long has the people been decieved by your lies, and of the emperors.... My organization.... Avalanche is responsible for the assasination of General Onotov, and the attempt on Emperor Ed.... unfortunatly... he escapped our grasp... but don't worry citizens of Edenstein, Salvation awaits you from Avalanche....

*She puts her hand up making a fist and the camera goes back to rumpsfeel who is now talking about puppies*

Rumpsfeel: And then you light the bag on fire and run...

*the press nods*

Rumpsfeel: Mr. Brokejaw... I'm allowing you to speak.. but make it quick...

Brokejaw: Tom Brokejaw... NBC News.... So did the Emperor give the new Empress a "Shot in the dark" on the wedding night? And how soon can we expect an heir?

Rumpsfeel: I'm not even going to dignify that with a response....

Any more questions?

::In his secret lair, Slotter is watchingthe news. He sees the feed and his eyes grow wide::

Slotter: WHAT THE HELL!?!?!? THEY AREN'T AVALANCHE!!!!!!!! THAT'S US!!!!! ::He steams for a minute, then calms down:: Well... we're definitely going to have to do something about this. ::he hits a button:: Eddie, John, Smucker, Will! I have a job for you...

*spearheading the move across the peninsula, 5th Mech Infantry attached to 3rd army starts meeting heavy reistance about 20 miles outside of Hedviess they come under heavy artillary fire from 155 mm howitzer fire from a fortified hill, also 3 tank platoons (30) M1A2's and 1's engage the force. and 5 platoons (500 soldiers) with F-16's flying high level support missions. Captain Hlasko sits hunkered down behind a T-84U Tank calling in for air support*

Hlasko: Kafka Kafka, we have booko enemy resistance at grid co-ordinates 59 hotel lambda. *morter shell goes off about 20 feet from his posistion and dust and debri spray him* Heavy artillary and morter fire coming in. Expidite Artillary at Grid co-ordinates *peeks over tank and helmet gets pinged with an round* Shit.... Grid co-ordinates Alpha Tango 5 9 charlie... fire once for effect...

*radio* Aye sir your order is coming up..

*He peeks over the tank and watches as a tracer round slams into the hill side just short of the artillary site*

Hlasko: Adust for one degree vertical inclination.. *Tank he is standing behind gets hit with a tow round, the turret explodes and the crew jumps out, he and his radio operator run back towards a bombed out chateu* Fire at will...

*a few second later incoming artillary round can be heard, he looks up just as the rounds slam into the artillary nest and takes out 6 of the guns, off in the distance an abrams tank start rolling towards the chateu and its turret turns towards it... it suddenly explodes at the un-mistakable sound of an A-10's gatling gun spews out a few hundred rounds on the tank and the rumble of its engines thunder over head as air cover in the form of Su-37's comes to engage the covering F-16's. Engaging at short range with guns and sidewinder missles*

After the battle tolls are as follows

Izim

15 Tanks destroyed 5 Damaged 10 withdraw
10 155 howitzers destroyed 6 withdraw
100 soldiers killed 276 injured 50 captured 74 escape
10 f-16's shot down 3 damaged but make it back to base 7 withdraw

2nd Army

10 tanks knocked out 2 damaged
5 paladin tank killers knocked out 4 damaged
2 A-10's lost to AAA fire
4 SU-37's lost
170 soldiers killed 240 injured 1 MIA

::Corran stands before a group of construction workers. Darren Day, the head man is standing in front looking at a giant map of Fei Fong Wong::

Darren: Geeze, do you realize what all of this is going to cost and how long it'll take?

Corran: That's just it. I don't want it to take long. The money isn't an issue. I want Fei Fong Wong to look like this when it's done. But I want you to work one project at a time so the whole country doesn't reek with orange.

Darren: Ok fine. The big question is, what do we start with? You have so many different things.

Corran: Well I'd say start by tying Hence Route 442 around together, and then re-routing HR 42 here.

Darren: But, that's under the whole city! That'll be a big dig!

Construction worker Doot: (with thick Arabian accent) Yes! Big Diq!

Construction worker Scott: Did he just say Big Dick?

Corran: I think starting with that it'll make things less of a hassle to do the Underground center that I want going the other way.

Darren: Man... We're all going to be rich by the time this is over.

Corran: Just don't start a coup...

Darren: What?

Corran: Nothing...

::Bert Barnhead and Jay Smerling return to Edenstein to work::

Jay: Boy that sure was a nice wedding! And so nice of the Emperor to pay us overtime for cleaning the recpetion too!

Bert: Don't you get it? They're both gone! We missed our big chance! We were RIGHT BEHIND HER AND WE COULDN'T DO ANYTHING! Now they're on their honeymoon somewhere and we're stuck. Slotter's going to kill us! And I'm not even kidding!

Jay: But I think those two are so cute together!

Bert: No they aren't! Even if I weren't trying to kill Carolyn I'd be feeling bad for the Emperor. He just used up about 5 years of his national budget to pay for that wedding all at her request. She's only marrying him forthe money.

Jay: I'd marry him for the money too!

::Bert smacks his forehead. The two walk slowly to Ulonov's office::

Bert: I wonder if Ulonov's even going to let us keep working here.

Jay: Why wouldn't he?

Bert: Because he's a prick...

Sophia sits down on the opposite side from mike and takes her coat off and drapes it over the back of her chair. She stretches her arms over her head making her shirt stretch up her body. She leans down and puts her arms on the table, letting her shirt hang down. At this time Alekzander walks in the room and leans up against the wall*

Sophia: Mike.... I hope I can call you mike... We have the same goal as you... we watched what your company was doing with that rally... *she stands up and walks behind Mike* We want to take out the emperor, and I think that you *Leans down right next to him* and your company are the ones that can help us. We almost got him a few weeks ago but he aluded us.

*Alekzander shifts his body a little and lights a cigarette*

Sophia: So what do you think Mike... do you think you could help us? *puts arms around him* Do you think you could help me?
Mike Kingnerd II is visibly sweating in the cold basement. he begins "Well...Well um er yes we have er been looking for a front man er woman to spearhead this effort. Um most of our expertise is in software technology and data gathering. WEEE (he squeeks) have state of the art subliminal messaging too." He wipes his brow and continues "We have identified over 2,000 eager converts and another 10,000 potential participants. The 10,000 will have to be coached somemore with the subliminal messaging but we are working on it. " He takes a look at her chest, nearly in his face and swoons. Thunk his head hits the table.

Inside the great domed hall of the Andaluciaen Senate building, all three of the legislative houses have gathered. The Minority Leader is speaking, and the Supreme Consul is sitting off to the right. The Chancellor is sitting behind underneath the Andaluciaen flag.

"...it is clear that a threat to Andaluciae now exists from the war that has occured between the Bulger 15 and Izimbeckwi. We must not allow for such a situation to exist. As such, I propose that we suspend all ties with both parties in protest, and issue trade sanctions against both."
(The left hand side of the room erupts in applause.)

The Chancellor steps down as the Supreme Consul walks up to the podium.

"Thank you Mr. Minority Leader, for your opinions. Though these are valid beliefs to hold during a tough time as this, we cannot take the road of isolationism. We must be proactive in our attempts to stop this war...(babbles about dangers of isolationism)...We must now no longer shirk our responsibility to our friends in LETI. We must encourage the growth of peace in the region, even if we must use force. As such, I propose that we deploy the third airborne division and tenth airmobile division to Izimbeckwi. We will not be supporting either side in combat. We will be setting a trip line. We will interpose these two divisions between the combatants. We must not allow them to continue this dreadful war. Whoever strikes at our forces to strike the others, will be declaring war on us! I ask for your vote in support of my plan!"

(The right and middle of the room erupt in violent applause).

(fades out, then back in to a ABC newscaster)

Well, those were certainly two different speeches. It would appear Supreme Consul von Beppler might have the votes to win this issue, but only time will tell...

*Ulonov is watching the report from Andalucia and then turns off the TV, he brings up his computer screen and sends a message to the Chancellor and the Supreme Counsul*

To: The Chancellor and Supreme Consul of Analucia
From: Admiral Dimitri Ulonov interim Emperor of Edenstein
Re: Izimbeckwi

Greetings,

We wish to send a diplomatic team consisting of our Secretary of State Donald Rumpsfeel and Bulger-15 representitive Aleksandra Goodel to meet with your government to discuss the issue in Izimbecwi. We wish these talks to be beneficial to Edenstein, your nation and the LETI region as a whole. If you are willing please confirm.

Sincerly and respectfully

Admiral Ulonov

::In Sgt. Slotter's lair::

Eddie: So what's the new target then?

Slotter: Well, not necessarily a target per se. Right now, there's a group from Edenstein that calls themselves Avalanche. What I need you to do is make contact with this group and find out who they are, what they want, and why they stole our name.

John: Isn't that dangerous if they already know who we are?

Slotter: Well honsetly, who knows who you 4 are? All you've done is some recruiting in Eastern Detroit. If Larry, Eugene, and Barret were still alive they'd have some legitimate concerns. You 4 are virtually unknown.

Smucker: What about those other two? The ones you sent into Edenstein earlier.

Slotter: Let's not talk about them. The one is a pathetic loser who amazes me in that he hasn't accidentally killed himself yet, and the other one is too cautious to do anything by himself. If they actually pull something off that's fine, but I could care less about them anymore. Besides, this issue is a bit more pressing. If you guys pull this off well, I'll put you on the Empress.

Will: That sounds like a good deal, but where do we go?

Slotter: Edenstein of course. I'm sure you'll be able to find them, they apparantly don't mind being known in public...

John: But what if the Edenstein government catches us first?

Slotter: Then I don't know who you are...

To: Admiral Ulonov of Edenstein
From: Supreme Consul von Beppler and Chancellor Thompson
RE: Negotiations

We will gladly accept your diplomatic team, of SecState Rumpsfeel and the Bulger-15 rep Goodel. We support any chance that we might be able to bring greater security to Andaluciae, and our ally(puppet) Fijar. They will be meeting with the Chancellor, the Minority Leader and General Henry J. Tschanz, a military liaison. Thank you.

Supreme Consul von Beppler
Chancellor Thompson

*After reiciving the confirmation from Andaluciae Ulonov orders Rumpsfeel and Goodel to the country to open diplomatic talks between the two nations. After a few hours on a lear jet the jet reaches Andaluciaen airspace*

Pilot: This is Edenstein diplomatic flight 142 from Linux, requesting permission to enter Andaluciaen airspace

*in the cabin*

Rumpsfeel: So toots... you think you can handlle these people, this is technically a firts contact meeting..

Goodel: Firt of all, don't call me toots..... second of all I can handle myself well enough...

Rumpsfeel: Well, I hope so..

Killian: Andaluciae? Weren't we trying to get on their good side lately?

Ionia: We sent them some nice letters, yes...

Killian: And they are opposing our invasion of Izimbeckwi?

Ionia: By the looks of it... Yes...

Killian: Hmm... Lets see where they deploy those forces, and see if we can't have a game of chicken...

::In Izimbeckwi, at the port of Ralechausen...::

Lt. Gen. Daniel Taylor: It's good to be on the land once more. Are the black hawks and gunships ready to go?

Lt. Col. Abner Garret: Yes sir. Would you like the men to join the attack to the east?

Taylor: Sure, let's relieve the Marines. Have the 62nd and the 68th move to the east, and keep the 67th here as a ready reserve.

Col Spinellu: Sir!

Taylor: What?

Spinellu: Message from Welland's men, they've broken through and are beginning to lay siege on Venderschot to the north!

Taylor: That's great news! The forces here must have been weeker due to the Edenstein attack to the north. Lets see if we can't cause some trouble up there.

Andrewtinople International Military Airport Control Tower.

Controller: "Edenstein Diplomatic Flight 142, you are cleared for landing on runway 2. There is a motorcade waiting there to take you to your accomodations."

meanwhile in the Senate Chambers...

von Beppler: ...and we applaud Edensteins decision to send a diplomatic team to discuss the issues of this war. We invite all participants to send such a team. We would like to see mulit-party talks between the Zembecks and the Bulger-15. We see this as a way to prevent the need to put Andaluciaen troops in harms way. Once again I applaud Edensteins decision.

the Supreme Consul steps down, and leans to shake the Chancellors hand, but finds the Chancellor has already moved to the podium.

Chancellor Clarke: I have watched these proceedings about this war in Izimbeckwi with a careful eye. I have seen the many nations involved sacrifice their sons for what they believe in. Their morals are strong. Andaluciae's are weak. We cannot do our duty to LETI by just sitting by and allowing peace talks to occur.

(Supreme Consul von Bepplers face wears the look of a shocked man, for he has seen such a move by a Chancellor before when he was a freshman senator: He knew that shortly the Chancellor would call aloud for the unthinkable, a declaration of war and a no confidence vote in the Supreme Consul)

Clarke: We must put a ramrod in our spines and face the music. Our leadership under Supreme Consul von Beppler is fine for peacetime, but now we must face a war. I ask you to do two things: 1. Declare war on Izimbeckwi. 2. Remove Supreme Consul von Beppler and his moral wimps from office in a no confidence vote!

(Von Bepplers face is now flush white, no makeup could hide this.)

Clarke: All in favor of holding a vote on no confidence?

(2/3 of the chamber stand)

Clarke: All in favor of holding a vote on a war resolution?

(the same 2/3 stand)

Clarke: Good, thank you, tomorrow we vote on the future of Andaluciae.
Tomorrow we shall give you a strong, moral Supreme Consul.

(in the background)
von Beppler: My God, he's gone insane...

fades out then back in to a news reporter.
reporter: Oh my, oh my, There hasn't been a no confidence vote for 33 years...I cannot believe this. And a war resolution? No such resolution has ever passed in the Andaluciaen Senate. Now we must remember the standing vote today was only on whether to have a vote, not the outcome, but the numbers were very high... Amazing, I've never seen anything like it...

::In the Dark Regent's chambers in Dovaria Grand Castle::

Ximinez: How about that lake in the mountains?

Cardinal Fang: We can fit three there, my lord.

Ximinez: So we have twenty-one Scimitars going in tonight?

Fang: That is correct, my lord. We will also have the Imperious battle group ten miles up in case things do tke a turn for the worse.

::A tapestry on the wall across the room rises. Ximinez, who has been busy doing something on his desk, transfers his work to a large viewscreen behind the tapestry.::

Ximinez: What do you think?

Fang: I like it, sir.

::On the wall is a mustachioed Chancellor Clarke with funky glasses, a big tongue, and a pointed tail. Beneath the defaced visage reads the words "Clarke Is Gay."::

Ximinez: I hereby classify this as top secret. No one must find out.

Fang: As you wish my lord. And the drawing?

Ximinez: I was talking about the drawing!!!

Fang: Absolutely, my Lord

Ximinez: You're the Minister of Defense. You know battle plans are automatically classified!

Fang: I apologize, my lord.

Ximinez: If we are going to do this, I cannot have you faltering. Understand?

Fang: Yes, my lord.

::Intercom beeps::

Ximinez: What is it, Amanda?

Secretary: A mime is here to see you sir.

Ximinez: What does he want?

Secretary: He didn't say.

Ximinez: Ask him again.

Secretary: He won't say anything, sir.

Ximnez: Well, Fang, do you have your soft cushions ready?

Fang: Oh yes, my lord!

Ximinez: Ahall right! Amanda! Call Cardinal Biggles! And prepare the Inquisition Chamber!

::Ximinez and Fang cross to a secret elevator behind an Aldovarian Coat of Arms on the wall::

Fang: Hehehe. Whatever he came for, my lord, I bet he didn't expect this!

Ximinez: Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!

:: :twisted: DIABOLICAL LAUGHTER :twisted: ::

::After a few days of heavy fighting, Manarthian forces stream into Venderschot::

Lt. Gen Taylor: Well now Frankie. Looks like I did my job well enough, doesn't it.

Lt. Gen. Frank Welland: Sure, so well I've got to call a hault to my advance so we don't run out of supplies.

Taylor: Where is Isaskis anyway. He's supposed to be running this show, not jerking off in Western Ohio.

Welland: Can't argue with you there. Oh, did you hear the news?

Taylor: What?

Welland: Reinforcements are also on the way, an Armored division and two Infantry divisions.

Taylor: Great! What units?

Welland: The 62nd, 67th and 68th.

Taylor: We're getting reservists???

Welland: Well....

Taylor: Just great. Nothing turns the public oppinion sour like reservists dying. I hope we're using them to puppyguard our supplies and moving the marines foward.

Welland: No such luck. As soon as the reservists arrive, the marines are holding our supply lines.

Taylor: Well... F***.

(Casualties)

I Corps - Lt. Gen Frank Welland (Vend)
3rd Armored Division 3%
84th Airborn Division 12%
85th Airborn Division 11%
II Corps - Lt. Gen. Daniel Taylor
62nd Air Cavalry Division 4% (Vend)
67th Air Cavalry Division 0% (Rale)
68th Air Cavalry Division 3% (Vend)

Marines - Lt. Gen Roger H. Namsky
1st Marine Division 8% (Rale)
13th Marine Division 2% (Vend)
15th Marine Division 7% (Vend)

Airforce - Lt. Gen. Beverly Samuels (Rale based)
2 Squadrens B-1B 0%
3 Squadrnes B-52 3%
6 Squadrens F-16D 3%
4 Squadrens F-35 2%
4 Squadrens F-15 15%
2 Squadrens Mig-29 10%

Enemy units:

Estimated at 30% total strength.

Believed to have 4 Divisions in Drinchau and 3 Divisions in Viertzemausenwieble. Also, intel has led us to believe there is a death camp in Viertzenmausenwieble.

[
Mike Kingnerd II is visibly sweating in the cold basement. he begins "Well...Well um er yes we have er been looking for a front man er woman to spearhead this effort. Um most of our expertise is in software technology and data gathering. WEEE (he squeeks) have state of the art subliminal messaging too." He wipes his brow and continues "We have identified over 2,000 eager converts and another 10,000 potential participants. The 10,000 will have to be coached somemore with the subliminal messaging but we are working on it. " He takes a look at her chest, nearly in his face and swoons. Thunk his head hits the table.

*Sophia gently puts her hand underneath Mike's chin, and lifts it up so that they are looking eye to eye*

Sophia: I take that as a yes hun.... *she takes her hand from under his chin* Let me introduce you to my Lt. This is Aleksander.. he is second in command of AVALANCHE...

*Aleksander puts out his cigarette on the wall and walks over to him*

Aleksander: So... Mike, I'm glad that you are with us now... *plops down a cell phone on the table* For right now, just continue witht the subversive acts. Rilling up the citizens and what not.. make a good show... free beer and the like.... We'll be in touch with you...

*An underling comes in the room and says something to sophia in russian, she pulls a gun out of her coat and and storms towards the entrance when the sound of a smashing door and flash bang grenades go off... then Automatic weapons fire, Aleksander pulls out the sawed off shotgun that had been attached to his back underneath his coat*

*Yells from the hall*
COME OUT NOW AND WE MAY SPARE *Grenade and some yelling*

Sophia: ALEK! GET HIM OUT OF HERE! *She backs up into the doorway and fires her pistol up the steps*

Aleksander: Follow me... *he starts out of the room and fires up the stairs and turns left down the hallway*

*The LETI News/ENN logo flashes on the screen*

*Stephani Schuster appears on the screen*

Schuster: Goodevening People of Edenstein and LETI, Elements of the Edenstein 2nd and 3rd Army have entered into Heidelviesen and seized control of the City we have Sam Kitzler reporting live from the city, Sam can you hear me?

*Sam appears on the screen wearing a helmet and a flak jacket, in the background is some civillians climbing on a destroyed striker burning an Edenstein Flag*

Sam: Stephani I can hear you... Tensions in Heidelviesen have been tense here, Edenstein forces have been in control of the city for the last three days, meeting little resistence, elements of 3rd Armored divison attached to 2nd army litteraly "Rolled" into the center of the city. *Ducks as a rock is thrown at his general direction* Although edenstein troops control the main access points in and out of the city, they are still meeting resistance in certain parts of the city,

*Camera flashes back over towards the striker with the people setting the flag on fire, the one holding it start laughing as the flag bursts into flames, but quickly jumps down and rolls on the ground when the flag catches him on fire*

Behind me, a combat partol of 4 striker where patrolling this sector when it came under fire by RPG's and heavy machine gun fire, they where able to open fire but unfortunatly 3 marines where killed when one of the strikers exploded. I talked to Captain Hlasko, one of the commanders in charge of the occupation and he tells me that the city should be under control by tomorrow.

Schuster: Can you tell us what the next move is?

Kitzler: I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to discuss that...

Schuster: What about Haushoffen?

Kitzler: According to Captain Hlasko, the army corp of egineers has restored power, telecommunications and water to the city.

Schuster: Thank you Sam stay safe out there

Kitzler: This is Sam Kitzler reporting live from the front *Rock wizzes by his head and knocks out the camera*

Schuster: And thats all we have time for tonight, goodnight LETI

*Logo flashes on screen again*

*Rumpsfeel and Goodel get out of the car and look at the huge complex and stand in awe*

Rumpsfeel: This is right up there with what we have back home in Santa Cruz

Goodel: Yeah, this is right up there with The B-15 complex... Wonderful...

*they walk up the stairs and into the building*

OOC: Hey, Andaluc, Let me know who/where I'm going to be speaking to and I'll make a post about it.

The Secretary of State walks up to Rumpsfeel and Goodel. SecState Borchert is an old, experienced diplomat with a long record of settling flare ups.

Borchert: Hello, hello, welcome to Andaluciae. I hope you don't mind waiting just a short while for the vote in the Senate. You can spend some time getting settled in. Whoever is Supreme Consul after the vote will be speaking with you immediately then, you'll be able to talk with the full committee.

Rumpsfeel: Very good. When should we be down to meet the motorcade?

Borchert: Whenever you feel like it, it will be waiting.

meanwhile, in the Senate building...

Chancellor Clarke: The voting is done. The electronic results show that...one moment please...99 votes for the removal of Supreme Consul von Beppler...301 votes against the removal of Supreme Consul von Beppler...The no confidence vote has not reached a sufficient number to remove Supreme Consul von Beppler...

(clarke steps down from the podium, knowing the result of the war resolution vote will be the same, he whispers something to his aide and then steps up to the podium again)

Clarke: The voting is done. The electronic results show that the war resolution has failed. 370 votes against, 29 for, 1 abstaining.

(Clarke's face sinks to his hand.)

Clarke: I can see that from these votes, I clearly do not have your confidence and support. I must now ask that you allow me to resign this post to minimize this disgrace. All in favor of such please...stand...(chokes back tears)

(2/3 of the room stand)

Clarke: Motion from Chancellor...passes, thank you...goodbye...(bursts into tears).

(screen fades out then back in to a reporter)
reporter: well, this means that the status quo will be maintained. The only difference being that we will have a new Chancellor. That was very interesting...

meanwhile at the Andaluciaen Supremce Consullery...

von Beppler: Thank God, sanity still exists in the Senate. General Tschanz, what is that intelligence report we recieved?

General Tschanz: We have satellite photos of Aldovarian airships preparing for a launch.

von Beppler: Why are they doing that? Well, it doesn't hurt to be paranoid. Put 30 KS-2 anti-stealth radars on alert, and activate the pegasus missile batteries.

Tschanz: Yes sir, may I also recommend putting the Interceptor squadrons up to Yellow alert, with the same for the nuclear deterrent?

von Beppler: Yes, yes...sure.

::In the Hence Palace, Corran is talking with Tempest. As Tempest stands to leave, Darren Day walks into the room::

Day: Your Henceness, we have completed HR 442, and we have also completed the big Dig. We are in the process of paving HR 42 right now in the underground tunnels. What should we do with Old 42?

Corran: Done? Already? That took no time at all!

Ruri: Actually our population has gone up by about 100 million Hencemen since you gave the order.

Corran: Oh that's right. I forgot how odd things are living in this temporal-spatial anomoly of LETI. I should've figured they'd get things done fast...

Day: In any case, what shall we do with Olld HR 42?

Corran: Keep it there, the new HR 42 is for people driving straight through the city of course. But now there will be less trouble and that'll make things better when we close Omega Street

Day: What?

Corran: Right. When you finish, route all Omega street traffic onto HR 37. that's where we'll begin...

--------------Meanwhile----------------------

Tempest: Great, that's all I needed. Thank you Citan.

Citan: So all I am to do is go to MadderMike and purchase one of their new OSs? then what?

Tempest: I want you to have a look at it and report the findings to me. Actually, when you go buy it why don't you talk to the guys there, and fid out about it?

Citan: Ok, that should be fine. I will leave for MadderMike this afternoon...

**Inside the fortress city of Canqwar the Supreme Commandant and his generals are preparing the city for attack. A vast majority of the nation’s million man army and all of its 4 million reservists have converged on the great stronghold of Canqwar in anticipation of its siege.**

S.C. Dernitz: Pull all our forces behind the wall. These attackers will break against this wall like water on rocks.

General Fitch: Sir, we cannot defend this city indefinitely, Canqwar will fall my liege.

Dernitz: This city will not fall while there is but one left to defend it. We have braved many a storm in this place, I know how to defend my own keep. Have the fields activated, calibrate all cannons and artillery, and muster the armies. We have work to do.

BLUE LETTER!
Priority: 1
To: Fleet Admiral Yuri Wagner, Acirema
Re: Protection of Naval Assets
Security: Level 1

Dear friend, I hope this letter finds you well in these trying times. Your efforts in this war are greatly appreciated and cannot be allowed to be in vain. Therefore, you are to rig the completed hulls of all four Megaliths for transport to the Dark Harbor. This will insure their safety from attack and keep these great weapons out of the hands of those who would do us harm.

Sincerely,
Arcturis Dernitz

**Hartman’s column, now with the addition of 7 more corps (the rest of the 7th “Heavy Metal” Division) is south of the twin cities of Denderschetz and Borriect.

-The 7th encounters minimal resistance when entering the cities.
-2 of the 1000 tanks loose their treads from RPG fire**

Hartman: It is almost like they are leading us into a trap, and word from home is that the other fronts are not having any trouble either.

Andrew Gates: Do you think that they are letting us take these cities?

Hartman: I couldn’t tell you, but in war you take what you can get. And we have two new cities now.

As darkness falls over the land still held by Izimbeckwi, the fields stand silent. Then, from the sky, come three black clad figures. Their parachutes are also black, and are only visible to each other through their night vision goggles. They touch down gracefully as any veteran parachutist does. Once they have all landed they carefully remove strips of sod from the ground dig out dirt and evenly spread it over the field. then they put their parachutes in their little trench, and set off southward to the assigned location, 2 of them carry odd little boxes.

Mike Kingnerd II stirs from his stupor, enjoying the soft touch of Sophia, when the sound of grenades and automatic weapons fire erupt nearby. This is what MadderMikians live for!

Mike grabs the cell phone, and pulls out the two 9mm semi-automatic pistols. Following Aleksander he decides that just about anyone is a target. Up the stairs and to the left Aleksander fires his shotgun around the corner. Mike moves quickly behind him spots someone pointing an M4 at the two of them and quickly fires two shots. Both shots hit the man in the forehead. He looks at the dead man and says "I have to quit wasting ammo."

Around another corner two more men aim weapons at Mike and Aleksander. Two quick shots, left eye, right eye two more down. Further down the hall and another man pops out of a doorway, he is wearing battle armor. Mike spots the weakness and shoots him in the throat.

Mike is assessing the situation, cooly checking his weapons and listening for movement. He knows he has to control his emotions not let too much adrenaline pump into his body. At the end of the hallway there are two doors. "Which one he asks Aleksander."

::The huge golden doors of the Dark Regent's chambers rumble as Cardinal Rosencranz, Vice Minister of Defense enters the cavernous office::

Ximinez: Rosencranz! Are they in place?

Rosencranz: Yes, my liege. We went in the night. Adaptive camouflage hid them where the terrain or cloud cover would not. They were also in stealth mode, so there were no IR-band emissions either. However, all 21 are in place and awaiting your order to strike.

Ximinez: Excellent. Now its up to them to make the next move. Hopefully they will not cross me. By the way, did you get to...ahem..."visit" the mime downstairs?

Rosencranz: Yes, my lord. It was very enjoyable.

*Aleksander looks at the door and opens the left one and runs up 2 flights of stairs and kicks open the door at the top he motions for Mike to follow*

Alek: Ok... off you go.. we'll be in touch soon... menwhile get your people rilled up. we need some festivness... Thanks mike *He closes the door and runs back downstairs to join the fire fight*

*Aboard the Black Curdle, several days later.*

Singing: ...us to do anything, we'll just tell you we don't do anything!! *They erupt in laughter.*

Steve: Boy, you guys were right, this pirate thing rocks!

Jack: Yarg, we told ya so. And besides, it's much better than being sent to Davey Jones locker. Especially if he's locked his keys in it.

Kim: So this is what you guys do all the time?

Wenslydale: *rolls eyes* Yes madam, this is all we do. Ever.

Steve: Well would should do something.

Jack: Like what?

Steve: Well...*eyes his yacht which is being towed by the Curdle*...there was this one time I was in the Appalacian Mountains and there was this waterfall...

MEMO
To: All LETI Nations
Re: DOS Doctrine

Effective immediately, The Dominion of Samsylvannia will begin implementing it's new international relations doctrine. There will be a press conference tomorrow afternoon to answer questions about our new policies, henceforth known as the I.C. Doctrine. Thank you for your cooperation.

Schmied: Sir, we are getting something on the KS-2 radar system...

Colonel Krant: What is it then?

Schmied: Ummm...its a weak signal, and I am only getting it on the X-Band, but... I think it might be an airship.

Krant: Well, then, under my authority as executor of the executive branch, I order you to fire the Gattling gun at the target...its ok if we call it that now correct?...good, now open fire.

Schmied: Yes sir...Shall I alert the other cities as to this?

Krant: Yes, immediately after downing this thing.

(Outdoors, a squat device sits atop a concrete tower.)

The barrel begins to spin, then as it hits a set speed in under a fraction of a second, it spews forth thousands of slugs, some incendiary, some armor piercing, some are high explosive. This cocktail of metal slices up towards the "target", where there are massive explosions. The mechanical gunner watches as the "target" falls from the sky into the city...this scene is repeated across Andaluciae...

All across Andaluciae peoples radios start going off at once. A simple, but dark message is broadcast. "Andaluciae is under attack. Civilians must immediately seek shelter at the nearest nuclear safe facility. Act immediately, there may be little time."

As this message is broadcast to civilians another is broadcast to the military. "All forces are to stand up to defcon 1 immediately. The nuclear arsenal is to be readied for salvo launch. All forces are to stand up to combat readiness and prepare for a nuclear attack!"

This is done in less than 20 minutes.

Nations of LETI,

This message is to publicly state that any and all Scimitar-class airships are fully accounted for by the Air Guard and are not currently anywhere over Andaluciae, as the Supreme Consul von Beppler has threatened nuclear war on my nation should this be the case.

Aldovar would also like to inform the region of Andaluciae's extremism, and that it is our belief that all nations in LETI should put emergency nuclear attack measures in place should the Supreme Consul get any more paranoid fears of invasion.

We would not want to see Samsylvania somehow wiped off the map, for example, because this maniac thinks that the Black Curdle is, in fact, sitting in his bedroom ready to loot his underwear drawer.

Furthermore, Aldovar pledges full military support to any nation unjustly attacked by the Supreme Consul unless prior arrangements have been worked out between the Supreme Consul and myself.

Sincerely,

Ximinez A. Aldovaria I, Dark Regent of the Dark Dominion of Aldovar

Lesley: Captain, we have launched all aircraft, as has the Infinitus.

Captain Griswold: Good. Now we can prepare for an "imminent attack"

Lesley: Sir, I suggest that we have all of the cruisers go to diamond formation, and drop submarine torpedo nets.

Captain: Good, good, do so.

meanwhile at Victory airfield...

A long column of B-3 bombers is taking off. They are all carrying the GB 20 triple gigaton bomb. They are now on Defcon 1, so any move, change in sensors or anything will result in a strike against the aggressor.

Postscript to the above message:

We also have no information regarding the nature of the "target" which Andaluciae has shot down except that it may be some form of alien aircraft. Though it could also be a weather balloon. However, I pity whatever it was.

Additionally, Andaluciae's show of extreme force here is a prime example of why we should all watch the Supreme Consul carefully.

Supreme Consul von Beppler, Chancellor Truman and General Henry Tschanz have all been rushed to Fortress Siegfried. The fear of a nuclear attack has rattled all but Tschanz. They now begin to discuss options...

von Beppler: My God, what just happened?

Tschanz: Well, we shot down something, we aren't quite sure what we did shoot down, but it was something.

Truman: God, I hate being the new guy.

von Beppler: Do we know who put it there?

Tschanz: No, we do not.

von Beppler: Well then, do not issue any attack orders. Just keep all forces ready to strike. If we get anything, kill whoever is responsible.

Tschanz: Yes, Sir.

von Beppler: but remember, do not launch any strikes without my authorization.

Tschanz: Yes, Sir.

von Beppler: Truman, have we gotten the Edenstein Diplomats here yet?

Truman: yes sir, they are in the fortress.

von Beppler: Good, I don't want them to be harmed, I want the Bulger 15 to know about this treachery...

Diego Jenkins: Satilites have picked up some serious activity in the LETI region, sir.

Killian: What is it now? Is a counter attack on our forces in Izimbeckwi comming?

Jenkins: No, sir. I'm affraid it's something we don't know much about. Andaluciae. I have no clue what's going on, but from other sources, it looks like they're ready for war.

Killian: What? With who?

Jenkins: I don't know, but it looks like they've got a DPM style military.

Killian: ...oh f***...

Jenkins: Like I said, we don't know who they're going after, but it'll be messy, whoever it is.

Killian: Put our forces at the canal on alert, and moniter anything flying over the former DPM territory and COC southern territory. I don't want a repeate of Eatsville. And for prophets sake get our forces in Eastern Detroit and Izimbeckwi on alert.

Jenkins: I'll go tell Admiral Fly about it right away.

Killian: May the prophet help us if it's us they're after.

OOC: Ok... before people start launching around nukes... some guidelines..

1. After the whole Foot-Coc incident Launching of nukes is looked down upon... and for the sake of RP most of us have signed the nuclear non proliferation treaty. Because a nuke in LETI would lead to the eventual destruction of the region, inhabitents, nations and cattle... so one should have a damn good reason for nuking another nation and not just for the sake of nuking.

2. The nations in LETI are modern tech, meaning, up to about 5 years from modern tech. So... yeah, please adjust to that.. if you start lobing ortillary at people.. good chance its going to get ignored.

3. Make sure that the forces your using can logisticaly be supported.. you can't jsut say... "I'm attacking you with 10 million men!!! MWHAHAHAHAHA" How are you feeding them? Transport? Medical? etc.

3. Remember for RP purposes the person must claim their own losses... its the fairest way to do things. that said play nice.

Remember these simple rules and we will

The Minority leader stalks down the halls of Fortress Siegfried. He is hunting the Chancellor and Supreme Consul. He wants an answer, upon finding them, he lets loose a roar.

ML Jamison: MY GOD WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

von Beppler: Whoa, calm down, calm down...We are just prepared for attack.

Jamison: You shot down a, a, something.

Tschanz: Several somethings, and they were all invading our airspace!

Jamison: What?!?

Tschanz: You see, we shot down approximately 20 units, I think the exact number is 19, 2 were shot down over the capitol. We have scrambled everything.

Jamison: And the diplomats?

Truman: All here is Fortress Siegfried, thank goodness.

::Citan and Ruri exit a plane in MadderMike. Citan looks at a map::

Citan: Well let's see here. Ruri, would you like to find a hotel first before we do anything?

Ruri: No Mr. Uzuki, I would prefer we found Mike-O-Soft and talked to them right away.

Citan: All right then. ::He wanders around untill he finds the Mike-O-Soft building. Walking in he approaches a secretary::

Citan: Greetings. I am Dr. Citan Uzuki from Henceland Omega. I am very interested in your new EXcrement OS and I was wondering if I could speak to somebody about it?

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::Back at the Hence Palace::

Corran: That's great! Underground Fei Fong Wong's going to be great!

Day: So what's next on your list your Henceness?

Corran: A Tower... I know we have high rises already, but this needs to be artistic. That's why I've brought in Mr. Waldo Waldron, the nation's top architect to design it. It will be a symbol of our great nation. A reason for people to want to come here...

::Rom walks into the room::

Rom: Hey Elwood, just thought I'd let you know our next ship will be ready for launch tomorrow.

Corran: Great! You know, it's funny but ever since CoC announced their isolation plan, we've been able to get things done without worrying about anything! Hehehehe...

ANN news.

reporter standing in a chaotic scene, men in uniforms and environmental isolation suits are running around, light armored vehicles can be seen driving towards the flaming rubble in the middle of the city.

"...This is the amazing scene where one of the objects the military shot down crashed, it slammed right into Andrewtinople, and took out an entire city block. Civilians are being rushed away from the scene and... what?!, Oh my god, we need to clear out temporarily, we will leave the camera rolling, but they are detecting radiation seeping from the wreck, my crew and I need to go put on protection suits, so signing off temporarily...

Man rushes out of view of camera, as sirens begin to wail the dreaded dot dot dash dot of a nuclear emergency...

meanwhile...in Fortress Siegfried.

von Beppler: Radiation? What is going on, was someone planning to nuke us? Were those things nuclear powered? How were they stealthed so welll?

Tschanz: We are not sure, but for we know that they were airships of some sort. We haven't been able to find and insignia, but we do believe that the radiation is in fact from a now ruined nuclear bomb.

von Beppler: How many have we shot down now?

Tschanz: 20 precisely Sir, we must alert Fijar to the threat, the same goes for the other LETI members.

Truman: Jack, I have an idea, why don't we just ask the region whose ships these are and then ask for a minor reparation, and an apology? That is probably the best situation now.

von Beppler: Yes, yes, I shall do that. I shall do that. All, the same though, Tschanz, keep the military on Defcon 1 should anything else happen.

OOC:

Don't worry, about the god-moding stuff. I understand the rules of logistics very well. If you visit my military totals post (Andaluciaen Defense Ministry Announcement Thread) You'll see my military totals, remember those include all support and logistics.

On the nukes, I will not nuke, unless someone pulls that against me. So thats good.

ps: this entire situation is derived from a threatening IM conversation, and looking over the posts, I thought the threat might be credible.

Thats all.

*Buffy and Deanna are sitting in the Conference Room in the Carianadan Palace*

Buffy: Actually, I kind of like it better this way... being an independent annex of Edenstein.
Deanna: Yeah. Instead of actually running our country, we can watch TV and paint our nails all day.
Buffy: And if Ed does something we don't like... we pull rank!
Deanna: That's right, bee-yotch.

*A transmission starts beeping on the comm panel. Buffy presses it. Kelly comes on the line*

Kelly: It's Empress Carolyn, guys. This is juicy, too. *she giggles*
Buffy: Patch her through.
Empress Carolyn: *sounding groggy* Hi guys. I have... news.
Buffy: What kind of news?
Carolyn: Well, if you couldn't tell, I've been throwing up all morning.
Deanna: Ah. Out drinking last night?
Carolyn: No, um... there won't be any drinking for me for awhile.
Buffy: You've got to be kidding.
Carolyn: It's true, guys. There's going to be an heir to the Edenstein throne. I just thought you should know... and I think I need to go barf again. *she bleeps off*
Buffy: Well, that was pleasant.
Deanna: *rolls eyes* Indeed. She can't even take care of herself... what makes her think she's going to take care of a kid?
Buffy: I'm sure there will be nannies or something to do that.
Kelly: *through the companel* Guys... does this make her an even bigger target for an assassin?
Buffy: Nah. Those guys who were supposed to assassinate her were detained at the wedding.
Kelly: No, different assassins. People who might want to seize the Edenstein throne.
Deanna: Eh, who cares? We're not running the country anymore.

*they snicker and go back to watching Days of Our Lives*

::In the Hence Palace a Random Scanner Operator runs into the throne room::

Random Operator: Your Henceness Our scanners have picked up something?

Corran: The scanners? What is it?

Operator: They're these really neat devices that let us see things without actually being there, but that's not important now.

::Corran blinks::

Operator: We've picked up high levels of radiation in Andaluciae!

Corran: As in a nuclear device?

Operator: I think so, Your Henceness. What should we do?

Corran: Ask Andaluciae what's going on, and if they need any support or help for their radiation problems.

Operator: Your Henceness, we're going to get involved in a crisis with a nation we don't know anything about?

Corran: That's not what I said. We're just seeing what's going on. I don't want radiation in LETI to become a problem again. Since CoC changed governments we haven't had to worry about that. I'd like to keep it that way. In any case ask them what's going on. Besides, I've been meaning to open diplomatic relations between out nations anyway...

Mike Kingnerd II emerges from the basement hideout with both guns still drawn. He looks at his car and sees two hoodlums trying to steal his wheels. Two quick shots and down they go.

He gets in his car, drives to the river and chucks the guns into the rapids. He then drives to the Quick-E-Gun mart and gets two S&W 9mm and two hundred rounds of ammo. He retires to his rented condo for a sorely needed nap.
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In the Mike-O-Soft store in MadderMike secretary Michelle Topheavy was talking to Dr. Citan Uzuki from Henceland Omega. "Well we have two versions of our EXcrement OS.

One version is for export and the other is for use in MadderMike only. If you are emegrating to MadderMike that is the one for you. You just have to show your Emigration Papers and prove you have at least one gun on your person, rifle, shotgun, pistol even a Derringer. The other version also has two varieties one for friendly nations and the other for less than friendly nations. But since we are not at war with anyone, we really only carry the friendly nation version.

::In the Regent's chambers, Cardinals Fang and Rosencranz are briefing his Lordship on the situation in Andaluciae::

Ximinez: So this is a terrorist group?

Fang: Yes my Lord.

Ximinez: And they built them from plans found in the National Archives?

Rosencranz: Yes sir.

Ximinez: Are you sure?

Fang: My Lord, we have verified from satellite telemetry that these are old Lancer-class airships, or replicas, at least. All of ours have been retired, but are accounted for.

Rosencranz: Plans are declassified. And our best theory is that they were constructed from plans available for general public acces in the Archives.

Ximinez: And this is the Foo Flux Flan? You're sure?

Rosencranz: MI-3 indicates that there were Flan symbols on some of the wreckage. We have crossed checked this with Fijar's domestic intelligence.

Ximinez: From now on, I want all public archives sealed! This is an official decree of the Dark Regent. No one with security access below Draconus Gamma will be admitted. Violators will be imprisoned pending Inquisition.

Fang and Rosencranz: Yes, my Lord.

Ximinez: If that is all, you are both dismissed.

::Ximinez turns to the window overlooking the frozen Dovaria Lake as the Cardinals exit::

Ximinez: Wait! I have just received that call I was waiting for!

::Rosencranz and Fang whirl around::

Fang: My Lord?

Ximinez: It is time to push the red button!

::Ximinez opens the mouth of a dragon statue on his desk. Inside is a keypad and a huge red button. Ximinez types the access code and the button glows to life. Fang goes to the phone and accesses the military address system::

Fang: Guardians of Aldovar, we are clear for attack. Forces will be receiving the Dark Regent's authorization momentarily.

:: :twisted: Ximinez grins and jams down the button :twisted: ::

Ximinez: Here we go!

Meanwhile...
::Somewhere in Izimbeckwi, at a mountain lake near Acirema, small bubbles begin rising to the surface in the night. A nearby dog starts barking as the bubbles begin churning the surface. Then, all of a sudden, the bubbles stop. Moments later, a smooth grey hump pierces the surface. Moonlight shines on the wet metal. A Scimitar-class airship emerges from the water, dripping. A few miles away, other vessels can be seen gliding into the air as well. There are twenty-one total forming a ring around the city.

They are on electric maneauvering thrusters only, so the sleeping forces of Edenstein do not notice their approach. The dark grey hulls are indistinguishable from the night sky.

Fleet Commander Cromwell is sitting comfortably in his command chair on the A.A.S. Scimitar, the flagship of the fleet. Bathed in red light, he is sipping black coffee from a mug displaying the crest of the Air Guard.::

Cromwell: All units open fire!

::On the ground, Edenstein's forces are turned in for the night. A perimeter sentry is leaning against a tent asleep. Suddenly, he hears a loud explosion off to his left. He looks up just in time to see a missile streaking right at him.::

BOOM!

::252 missile tubes unleash their fury on the forces below. Glowing orange tracers from anti-aircraft fire arcs up at the airships, but after remotely surveying the site for two days with scouts and autonomous drones, the airships quickly and surgically disable the Edenstein air defenses with missiles. 63 laser turrets sweep the field, igniting tents containing sleeping soldiers. 42 Vulcan cannons take out vehicles and outhouses with depleted-uranium shells::

Cromwell: Yeehah! Is that all? Bring up main engines! Deploy the Red Raptors! Let's take out those soldiers! Decrease altitude to 200 meters! All Vulcans minus ninety degrees and open fire! Pilot?

::As the airships main jet engines roar to life, the airships now begin swooping down. Small black unmanned attack drones begin picking out fleeing soldiers and vehicles and gunning them down. The airships are pelting fleeing infantry with depleted-uranium antitank rounds, guns pointed straight down, as they streak over the field. In the aftermath, one soldier would tell of how he saw his friend lying there, looking completely unscathed but for the fact that he was completely naked. However, upon closer examination, it is discovered that a depleted-uranium shell detonated behind him, mutilating the back of his body and blasting away his clothes, but leaving the front unharmed. This is the power of the Dark Regent.::

:: :twisted: DIABOLICAL LAUGHTER :twisted: ::

::Citan rubs his chin and looks at Ruri::

Citan: 3 different versions in all? That is certainly interesting. Well, I would like to purchase the friendly version for Ruri's laptop here. After we have tried it, we may be back here. Is it possible to speak with the person who conceived of this system if we want? I may be interested in talking to this person

::Ruri looks up at Michelle with an emotionless look on her face. Citan bends down and whispers to her::

Citan: INteresting emigration laws, we'll have to take note. Also, pretend you're my daughter, it'll raise less suspicion.... ::Ruri nods once. Citan stands back up and fishes out a checkbook::

Citan: So how much is it?

::In Izimbeckwi::

Lt. Gen. Namsky (Marines): We've been getting the same reports on our radio too. A series of attacks on Edenstein forces, somewhere near the capital.

Lt. Gen. Taylor (Army): Any clue what divisions are behind it yet?

Gen. Isaskis: No, of cource not. For all the intell we've got, it might as well be another country's forces.

Lt. Gen. Samuels (Airforce): Well, we've got to figure it out. And what we can do to help...

Lt. Gen. Everett (Army): There's really nothing we can do to help, except push onward and try to sieze the sorounding cities, and link up with the Pax forces in the west.

Lt. Gen Wellland (Army): How about this? My airborn and the marines force a naval landing near Canqwar, on the south of cource.

We use the 41st for guard duty, and push out with the rest to the north, pressing for Canqwar. And the navy supports us with their battleships and aircraft for the assault.

Gen. Isaskis: I like it. How soon can we make it happen?

Lt. Gen. Namsky: Let me get to the Admiral on this. They were supposed to attack the fleet stationed there, but got bogged down by burocrats. I'm sure she'd love to cut loose on this one.

Gen. Isaskis: Good, then make it happen. I've got to get back to Eastern Detroit now. The locals have been acting funny lately.

Lt. Gen. Welland: Don't worry sir, we'll make sure you've nothing to worry about.

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::Off the coast near Ralechausen::

::Marines finish loading into Wasp class assault ships, Paratrooper transports take off with F-15 escort across the Izimbeckwi controlled airspace::

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::The city of Viertzemausenweible is ignored for now, as the armored collumn supported by infantry and helicopters moves on the more heavily protected Drinchau::

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::Halfway between Canqwar and Fenzischan::

::Navy ships appear on the horizen and begin landing troops along the beach. Paratroopers land out about 10 miles from the coast, and begin to secure the area, now abandoned (mostly) by the Izimbeckwi forces as their forces are holed up in the city of Canqwar::

Lt. Gen. Welland: ::Landing with his paratroopers, he cut his face on a tree branch:: Have we found any Edenstein soldiers this far around the city yet?

Maj. Gen. Horacio Yanski: No sir. But we've secured this area, I think...

Welland: Be prepaired for a counter attack. I'm sure they don't want us to have a second beach head. Oh! And send some reports out, unencripted, requesting info for Lt. Gen. Horacio Yanski, and have others do the same. If they think we're part of a really big assault force...

Yanski: Yes Gen. Welland! Should I inform Marshall Isaskis of your plan?

Welland: I knew you'd catch on quick. Sure, but by private channels. And tell our pals moving to fortify us to play along.

Yanski: Yes sir!

*Outside of Canquar the Edenstein forces come under attack, it is the 1708th combat engineers consisting of ten army biologists, and a doctor, all 11 men are wiped out but before they are exterminated they manage to radio back to HQ and General Onotov*

Biologist: AHHH WE ARE BEING ATTACKED!!!!!!! BAHHH HELP US!!!! *gatling guns heard in backgorund* AHHH!!!

Onotov: Hmmm intresting, I didn't even know we had forces in that area....

Con: Sir! Our E-767's are picking up some major contacts where our biologists are....

*onotov looks through palm pilolt as the last biolgist holds it up to the sky and because of the lights of the city, the airships shadow can be seen against the dark sky*

Onotov: Scramble the SU-37's..... take out whatever those are...

*From the 3 Carriers attached to fleet 6 a total of 72 SU-37's take off and head towards the contacts coming in at 30,000 feet and mach 2. They easily pick up the contacts with there. SP4-y Radar's Which pick up air flow from moving objects and with targeting info from the E-767 which are pumping out ULFR signals, making the air arround the ships resonate to a specific frequency and in turn the hulls of the ships. The first flight of planes swoops down at 100 km's out and skims the surface of the terrain and each launches six, hellspawn missles at the ships, Also with the missles incoming are 10 Starburst missles which burn for a total of a half hour and light up the sky as if it where daytime. The remaining two flights fly in from opposite directions, coming down from 30,000 and performing strafing runs with their 20 mm cannons and 50 caliber machine guns. After two runs, the two flights launch the same salvo at missles at any remaining targets The fighters return back to their base*

Citan: So how much is it?

Michelle "Well for the export friendly version its $550 and another $27 for the export license, and for the laptop version another $13 and of course you want the disks that will be another $27.50. Lets see is that it? Um oh yeah if you want the porn blocker that will be $19.95 and $1.98 if you don't want shrink wrap. We offer automatic upgrades for another $58.95 and you'll want our free email account for $39.95 and if you want to use the free web site that will be $89.99.

That will be $828.32 plus $41.42 sales tax for a grand total of $869.76. I think you will be pleased with our product."

She continues "If you buy today you get a free Mike-O-Soft T-shirt, we only have size extra-small and XX-Large left." She smiles.

"Oh and the creator is Mr Mike Kingnerd the first with some collaboration from Mike Kingnerd II his son. You know Mike Kingnerd the first created the first GUI software for the PC Broken Glass. It was our first product and it is in the software hall of fame."

Over in Edenstein Mike Kingnerd II wakes up from his nap and feels for his trusty stainless steel 9mm then remembers he had to ditch them in the river. Oh well these S&W seem nice. I need some target practice he thinks to himself.

He travels over to the Guns-R-Us store and asks if there is any place he can get some real world shooting practice. The aghast look on the salesman's face causes Mike to say "No, No not like that, you know with the cardboard cutouts, the silhouettes that type of thing."

"Oh, yes there is a practice range like that on south street behind the landfill" the relieved salesman notes.

Mike thinks everyone is so touchy around here then he remembered he was wearing his T-shirt that says I'm from MadderMike we shoot people for fun. Geeze it was just a joke.

Mike buys another 300 rounds of ammo and off to the landfill he goes.

*Patrol men klein sits in his patrol car behind the "Visit the Grand Royal Hotel Casio in Linux!" running radar, he starts to nod off as Mike flys by him and the radar goes off, he pulls out behind him and flips on his lights*

Mike notices the flashing lights behind him and wonders what the problem is. MadderMikians generally respect the police as they usually bring more fire power to the mix. Mike pulls over and waits for the cop. He notices the cop car seems to be missing the standard issue .50 cal machine gun and there is no grenade launcher on the roof. He thinks to himself "Very odd it must be a new car and hasn't been upgraded yet."

Mike knows he wasn't speeding he was only doing 90 MPH and hardly changed lanes at all. It is amazing how smooth the traffic in Edenstein moves without all the Bradly Fighting Vehicles on the road. As a matter of fact he doesn't remember seeing any on the road at all. Back in MadderMike that is the vehicle of choice for soccer moms and Yuppies.

While he waits for the cop to call in the plates and what not he begins to load the spare magazines with his newly purchased ammo.

When the cop does come to the side of his car Mike greets him with a pleasant demeanor and asks "Whatever is the problem officer?"

Officer: Son, you where doing 90 in a school zone.... I'm going to have to ask to step out of the car...

::At the outskirts of Canquar::

Maj. Gen. Yanski: Well, seemes like they decided to make it official. Head of LETI based forces. Maybe someone's favorite Maj. Gen. could earn an extra star too?

Gen. Welland: Can it you. Now that I'm in charge of everything I'm still far away from knowing what's going on. Besides, Gen. Isaskis is still my CO, and he's still here.

Yanski: Well, back to business. Our forces have pushed up to Drinchau, but haven't cracked the fortifications just yet. Casualties are estimated at moderate for both sides.

A sizable force from Viertz counterattacked our possitions at Vale. We held, but took some serious casualties before we could call in the airforce for assistance. Some of our reservists died in that one.

Welland: Sh**.

Yanski: We've hit some skirmishers to the north, south and west of our possitions, but I think we've kept them convinced were a sizeable force. So far they've thrown nothing but some recon platoons at us. We estimate about 1 division to our immediate south, a corps or so scattered to the west, and a whole mess of an army to the north in Canquar.

Welland: Can't be helped. So, what do you think of the new administration?

Yanski: McMillian? If he's anything like his old man, he'll be our best leader since Vandershale. If he's just a ordinary conservative... Our last ones f***ed up three cities. What will this one do?

Welland: And Ionia? What about him as CMO?

Yanski: I know better than to talk about my superior. Even if they are pansy bastards who never wore a combat uniform in their life. I'm smarter than that.

Welland: Can't argue with you there. I will say that he's done less as a DPM than most people do in a hour.

Yanski: Guess he can't hurt us too bad.

Welland: I'd hope not.

::Ruri looks at Citan, who is rubbing his chin. He starts to think to himself that he shouldn't pay forthe e-mail and website, but Tempest was adamant about getting the whole deal::

Citan: Ok, we'll take one. ::He begins to wonder if they accept checks and credit cards, or if he'd have to pay in something like empty bullet shells, having noticed so many people carrying weapons around like candy:: And how would we get in contact with Mr. Kingnerd if we wanted to talk to him?

James Earl Tones voice interrupts the regular news anchor as he reads his headlines. A picture of the Andaluciaen Supreme Consuls seal flashes onto the screen.

Tones: We interrupt this for Breaking News, the Supreme Consul is going to make a speech on the recent events.

The Seal Fades out to a picture of Supreme Consul von Beppler.

von Beppler: Two nights ago, Andaluciae was almost attacked by terrorists. But, with thanks to our military and civilian defense personnel, we were able to avert a disaster unprecedented in our history. A terrorist group had dispatched airships equipped with nuclear bombs to destroy millions of Andaluciaens. (dramatic pause) This group has been noted for several violent terrorist attacks in our pupp...ally of Fijar. They are extremists who believe that Fijar should be completely independent of Andaluciae. This group is the Foo Flux Flan. Their actions are more treacherous than it may initially seem.

This group has been plotting such an attack for years. Our intelligence sources had confirmed long ago that the FFF is a matter of regional concern. They had stolen basic airship technology from Aldovar. They have stolen basic stealth technology from both Manarth and pax Germania. But, most troublingly, they have stolen nuclear weapons from Fijar.

During the chaos of the restoration, the FFF seized 20 medium yield warheads from Fijars arsenal and planned for their future use. Until now, we didn't know what that plan would be.

We now must vow to fight this force which has plagued Fijar for years. We wish to lend military aid to our Fijarian slav...bretheren in this battle, for this has now involved Andaluciae.

We also must address the international community. We ask that anyone who has been harmed by the FFF in the description above aid us in defeating them in whichever way you see fit.

We'd like to address Henceland Omega. We have received your inquiry about the radiation leakage from the destroyed bombs. Thankfully we have been able to isolate the radiation into a small area in all cases. We do not believe that it would be a potential harm to any LETI nations.

To Edenstein. We have ensured the safety of your diplomatic team of Rumpsfeel and Goodel. They will be allowed to do what they please about staying in Andaluciae.

To the region in general. We are recalling the majority of our nuclear deterrent and standing down to defcon 2. There is no need to fear a nuclear war.

Thank you, and I hope this aids our collective futures.

the screen fades out...

Over the southern tip of Fijar a squadron of F-16s fly in formation. The fighter bombers break off to their own targets. Each plane silently drops 2 smart bombs. The smart bombs streak silently towards their targets. Their explosions are not silent. The FFF targets burn for a while, then their fires die out...

The sentries jumped as the bombs hit the ground. These men had been drafted and sent southward to fight against the Foo Flux Flan. They had faced minimal action because the members of the FFF would constantly retreat southwards. Two jeeps approach, and the sentries challenge the Jeeps:

Sentry 1: Halt! Who goes there?

a man wearing an Fijarian officers frock hops out of the first jeep.

Officer: An command and control group. I am Colonel Kilgore, with the 4th air mobile division. We have been pre cleared to encamp here tonight.

Sentry 2: OK, we can see who you are, but who else is here. Even though you are a Colonel, you cannot escape the rules. Everyone must get out.

Kilgore: Fine, everyone, get out.

two more Fijarian officers get out, their drivers and their escorts. As well as a man in an unusual uniform.

Sentry 1: Who is that? Let me see your papers.

Mystery Man: General Luter. I am with the Andaluciaen 3rd airmobile division. I am here to observe the situation. For example, did you see those explosions over there?

Sentry 1: Yes, I did, I assumed that we were sending an A-6 strike against the rebels.

Luter: Wrong. That was the Andaluciaen air force. After the FFF attempted to attack us, we have decided to aid you. We dropped smart bombs from F-16s. Now, allow me through. There is no threat from us.

Kilgore: Consider that an order. Now hurry up.

Sentries: Yes Sir!

In the grey of the late evening the pathfinders ensure their position by GPS. 7 miles away from Canqwar was the plan. They are in terrirtory still occupied by Izimbeckwi, so they aren't overly worried about patrols, seeing as most of the troops have fallen back to the capitol. They slowly set up the first of their mysterious little black boxes. They put it in a hole in teh middle of a field and cover it with grass. They move on to the next location...

Once again the pathfinders placed a package in a concealed hole in a field. This time, in total darkness they placed the black object under a protective layer of grass, and continued on to place the third and final object.

::Outside Viertzemausenweible::

Brig. Gen. Thompson: Well, that was easy. I told Taylor they'd break and run as soon as we arrived, they always do.

Col. Gerrard: No kidding.

Lt. Gephardt: Sirs! We've just managed to liberate the death camp. It's a f**ing slaughter house sir.

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SSGT Falstaff: I can't believe civilized people could be capable of this.

PVT1 Jakeway: F***ing weak.

SPEC4 Henry: Is anyone left alive in here?

Capt. Openheimer: I can't believe this. They killed everyone before they left. Not one Izimbeckwi non-combattant left alive in the entire place.

SPEC4 Gorgidas: Oh hell. Sir, we just got a message from Admiral Clarkeson.

<code>All Manarthian soldiers, withdraw to Ralechausen or Beachhead Victor. Do not fire on Izimbeckwi or other local forces unless fired upon.</code>

Capt. Openheimer: How could they ask for something like this?

SPEC4 Gorgidas: Don't ask me sir. I'm just your radioman.

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Brig. Gen. Thompson: What?! You've got to be sh**ing me! I'm not doing sh** until I hear from Welland.

Col. Gerrard: As you say sir.

*Just outside of acierm <sp> 3rd Armored reaches the outskirts, and only meets minimal resistance they take up defensive posistions until they recieve further orders,

Inside the city, 5 chaulks of special ops enter the harbor secure the 4 megalith carriers and the area surrounding the docks.

In the lake 6th fleet supporting field operations takes up posistions about 30 miles out from port and the battleships bring there guns into fireing posistion in case fire support is needed*

*Aboard the Black Curdle*

Steve: WOOOOOHOOOO!!!!!! FLY BABY FLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*The crew cheers and salutes as Steve and Kim bid a spectacular farewell to their yacht.

http://hometown.aol.com/sammyk762/images/niagara.jpg

As morning dawns the team of Pathfinders places the third and final beacon. Once this was finished, they began to travel away from the front...

Meanwhile.

Andaluciaen spy drones have been hovering over the cities of Izimbeckwi for some time now. They watch unfeelingly as the Megalith carriers are taken. A copy is sent back to the intelligence cruisers.

6 Andaluciaen B2 bombers silently fly towards Acirema. Their mission is simple: Put enough smart bombs in the Megaliths to make their use impossible. As they wing their way through the night advance recon drones target the megaliths choosing their best locations. They arrive over the Megaliths, and with the guidance of the drones open their bomb bays.

As the sky began to cloud up over Acirema the Megalith Carriers rest under the control of their new masters. A rest that wouldn't last for long. Radar detects small objects falling from the sky. These fall, then, violently impact the megaliths. The small objects were 2000 lb smart bombs. As 20 impact each megalith, the radar searches for the source of the bombs, only to not find anything...

OOC: As much as I hate doing ooc posts..... I'm open to a little bit of fuding and manipulation and exagerating.... but..... as wayne used to say.... WTF.....

Press Release 04-04-09A

Samsylvannia would like to announce a major change in our economics and international relations. Up to this day, we have based our economy and international relationships on our glorious foundation of cheese. Today, however, marks the first day of what we are calling the I.C. Doctrine. All major dairy producers are now in the process of converting production facilities to the creation of ice cream. Cold, creamy, delicious ice cream will be our new token product. As a token of appreciation, we will be sending all of our allies a complimentary ton of vanilla ice cream. Please specifiy deliver by post or by Intercontinental Ballistic Ice Cream Launcher. Thank you for your cooperation.

::A shipping company travels down the Niagara River, carrying trading supplies from HO. Captain Jack's (no relation to Monterey Jack) crew is getting a little nervous due to the rumours of pirates traversing the nearby waters::

First Mate Naoki: Captain Jack, isn't this the area the fabled Black Curdle patrols?

Captain Jack: Oh, dream on my little boy! There's nothing out there, for the last time!

Naoki: I don't know. I'm still suspicious.

Captain Jack: Ok, well here's what we'll do. Put the word out that we'll be holding a dance party on the ship tomorrow night. That oughta get their minds off of pirates....

::As night falls in the southern port city of Devonshire, crew members in bright red jumpsuits make ready the Dark Regent's private yacht, the Crimson, to set sail. Chefs check to make sure all the freezers are stocked with enough food and that the galley is in order. Housekeepers go over the Dark Regent's chambers with a fine-toothed comb, making sure that there is not a smudge or speck of dust. Stewards finish stocking the Inquisition chamber with soft cushions and then proceed to test the Comfy Chair out on each other. The captain prepares to do a final shakedown before tomorrow's departure. Overhead, a number of battle-scarred Scimitar-class airships roar by overhead due north on the way back to the airdocks near the Capitol.::

**Memo**
**Security encoding Alpha Tango 4 9 Beta Charlie**

To: Lt General Onotov
From: Captain Hlasko
Re: Combat losses

General,

We have seemed to sustain loses near Canquar in the 1708 combat engineer division. About 200 of our engineers doing basic field prep near the capital when they came under attack by unknown forces, we suspect they may be Izimbek forces though the technology on these seem to be far more advanced, they where undetectable by standard radar, but where suseptable to our new ULF radar system. We lost 95 engineers, and 45 wounded, along with 5 Su-37's that recieved damage during the attack of these vessals.

What we have observed is that although they produce a very low signiture and hardly any infered signiture, they are suseptable to visual aqquisition, ULF Radar and Airdisturbance recognition.

It is my recomendation that AA vehicles with spot lights be immediatly dispatched to frontline units, and ULF Radar trucks be dispatched immediatly.

Also our forces are on the outside of Acierm waiting for your order to move in.

Captain Hlasko

*Onotov gets the message and returns one to Hlasko*

**Memo**
**Security Encoding Juliet Tango Ralph 3 6 Tango**
To: Captain Hlasko
From: Lt. General Onotov

Captain,

Your recomendation is under review, you must understand, our forces are engaged up and down the peninsula and supply lines are strectched, we will try our best to honor your request.

Futhermore, Acierma is to be taken at all costs, you will have full support from the airforce and navy which is in anchor off the coast. Your time frame for this mission is 4 days. I want the city taken by tuesday.

You have your orders.

Onotov

*While he reads the message on his field palm, a shell flies over head from within the city and exlpodes about a mile behind him. He sends out the orders to the unit commanders and the T-84u tanks begin to roll into the city*

Mark McMillian II's meetings so far:

-CoC April 9th
-Edenstein April 11th
-Henceland Omega April 13th
-Aldovar April 15th
-Samsylvannia April 17th
-MadderMike April 19th

Meetings subject to change if TGed with problems in shedule.

*Emperor Ed is in the royal bathroom holding the empress Carolyns hair while she continualy vomits into the toilet, she stops for a moment and he walks out to get ready for the day, he puts on his uniform and opens the door*

Bert: Yeah and Ulonov is a prick...

*they turn around to see the Emperor standing there*

Ed: Now comrades... speak not so harshly about Ulonov!! He means well, just a little head strong sometimes.. nice job at the wedding gentleman, infact i'm promoting you!!

Jay/Bert: You are?

Ed: Why! Yes of course! In *looks at watch* 20 minutes you will board a helo for the North Lake, you are going to be Ulonov's Personal cleaners!! Now!!! Isn't that a great honor!! You've done a great job here, and I hope that you do a great job there as well! Good by Comrades!
*Ed gives them a big bear hug and then closes and locks the door behind him and goes off to his office whistling*

OOC: WTF what? I just dropped smart bombs from B-2s on the Megaliths. I didn't like their existence in the first place, and I saw a chance to be rid of them. Its not that hard to comprehend, a sudden sneak attack against something.

::Bert and Jay stand with their mouths gaping as Ed walks away::

Bert: Uh... Uh... what was that?

Jay: Isn't that great! A promotion!

Bert: But, you don't realize. We're not here to take care of Ulonov, we're here to take out the Empress! How are we going to do that if we aren't even near her at all?!?

Jay: By convincing him to poison her?

Bert: What? I think you're crazy...

OOC: Andaluciae... You may have been a bit confused as to the fact that we can call the casualties for both ourselves and Izimbeckwi, but that is due to the fact that we worked it out with Izimbeckwi to be able to do so. You, on the other hand, are not allowed to call casualty figures for Edenstein. If they decide that your strike gets through, and actually manages to drop their bombs, great. If they decide they had aircraft up and waiting... well, not all sneak attacks succede.

Conversely, you do not have to take dammage if he attacks you. For instance, let's say I have two bombers and he has two fighters and a carrier. My bombers approach his carrier (My move) His fighters spot my bombers and launch missiles at them (his move) My bombers take evasive with one diving toward the ship. His missiles hit the lead bomber, destroying it, and my second bomber drops a JDM-2000 on the carrier, and pulls around for a second pass (My move) The JDM-2000 hits the carrier with a glancing blow, ripping apart one of the sides. Damage control runs around franticly trying to make repairs. THe remaining bomber is shot at by the two fighters. (His move) The bomber takes a missile hit, and begins to shake and shutter, then the next hits and rips it appart (my move).

So you see, 5 posts, and the attack is resolved to everyones satisfaction. Use this teqnique form now on.

IC: The meeting at CoC has gone well, and Mark McMillian II is headed to Edenstein for the next meeting on his schedule.

Suggested topics for tomorrows meeting:

-War on Izimbeckwi
-Welland Canal Issues
-Alliance and Trade

Updated Itenerary is as follows:

Edenstein April 11th
Henceland Omega April 13th
Aldovar April 15th
Samsylvannia April 17th
MadderMike April 19th
Rialto April 21st
Dubelco April 23rd

ooc:
OK, now my confusion is gone. I have changed the post so as to make it comply with the rules. If you wish to look at it you can.

*All the pomp and circumstance that is afforded to any head of state awaits McMillian at the Helicopter pad at Edenstein palace the Edenstein Marine Band plays the Manarthian National Anthem as McMillian steps out of the plane, Emperor Ed and the Empress Carolyn, meet him on the platform, Ed reaches and shakes his hand. Carolyn goes to grab his hand but runs and throws up off the side of the balcony.*

Ed: GREETINGS!!! It is always nice to meet the new ruler from manarth, I'm sure the Empress would love to meet you as well... but..... well she is pre-occupied. I have an agenda for you *hands a paper to McMillon*

Noon Lunch
1:00 Welland Canal
2:00 Alliance and Trade Concerns
3:00 Izimbeckwi and Rebuilding
4:00 Light Snack
4:30 Fei Fong Wong Treaty

Ed: If you would like to amend this.... it shouldn't be any problem

*In Izimbeckwi 3rd armored which has taken control of most of the city cleans up small pockets of resistance. In the port the specops teams fight off small bands of regulars trying to take back the megoliths when overhead the low droaning of jet engins can be heard, explosians can be heard all over the area. The megolith carriers are under attack. the Spec Ops forces take cover on the docks, After the Air raid 3 of the 4 Megoliths are scuttled beyond repair the 4th has recieved extensive damage but is still a float. A flight of F-14's are scrambled but find nothing*

OOC: I didn't have a problem with them being destroyed, I just wanted to make sure you wern't using Ortillary or something like that.

The Andaluciaen Cruiser Itherion turns on its powerful SPY II radar. It watches Acirema as the B2 bombers put their payloads onto the Megaliths. The Itherion watches until the bombs meet the horizon block, and leave its radar. As Edensteins F14s scramble it turns down the radar, to make it seem more distant.

As per orders, the Itherion begins to move along the coast, and observe the waterways and beaches. It finds several areas that would be good for the 3rd fleet to stage from.

::In the Hence Palace::

Luna: Well I have the agenda ready for McMillian when he shows up tomorrow. Things should be all ready to go. You'll meet him at the entrance at 9:00.

Corran: Excellent. Go print up a few of those for us. Now, Mr. Darren Day, what's your status?

Day: Well Your Henceness, all the streets have been adequately re-reouted and underground FFW is all paved and ready for the construction of the shops.

Corran: Excellent, now about the tower:

Day: Where would you like it?

Corran: I want it in the Northwest area of the city. It needs to be extremely tall and with these layouts. ::hands Day a list::

Day: Ok, a rotating restaurant, a glass floor like the CN Tower, an observation deck... But why do you want it constructed to look so old?

Corran: Because of some documents that were found recently on Omega Island. It would appear that during the Beta Years there was a tower that looked like this built. However during the overthrow of the Kingdom, the tower was destroyed. I want one here, and a sister tower built in Dyne.

Day: Ok... A little strange, but I'll go with it...

The ships of the 3rd fleet left the Leeward Isles Naval yard. Their nuclear reactors working at full capacity. They set out for Izimbeckwi, with their precious cargo stored on transports: The 7th Marine Division.

The ships of the third fleet include:

2 Norse Class Battleship/Carriers (Not like the Megaliths, actually Iowa class ships with carrier decks slung off to the port side.
-ANS Broadsword
-ANS Battleaxe

2 Nimitz Class Aircraft Carriers
-ANS Swordfish
-ANS Sturgeon

3 Iowa Class Battleships
-ANS Andrewtinople
-ANS Victory City
-ANS Oxford

10 AEGIS Missile Cruisers
10 ASW Cruisers

11 AEGIS Missle Destroyers
12 ASW Destroyers

25 Multi-Purpose Frigates

12 Los Angeles Class attack submarines
2 Andrewtinople Class Missile Submarines

varied support ships, as well as the Marine Divisions transports

ooc:
When you say ortillary, does that mean orbital artillery? I just wanted to make sure I am understanding that correctly.

*On the ES Romanov, Fleet Command for the 6th fleet stationed off of acierm, Captain McArthur recieves reports from Edenstein HQ of the Andalucian fleet leaving port, he calls Ulonov to the Bridge*

McArthur: Admiral, it appears a rather large fleet from Andalucia, and intel has told us that they are more then likely steaming towards us.

*Ulonov looks at the satellite photo's of the fleet*

Ulonov: Looks like they might want to come out and play...

McArthur: Are they coming to support us?

Ulonov: I don't know.. they sent Rumpsfeel there to talk to them but I don't know what came from it...

McArthur: Well then we should probably ready the fleet.

*Ulonov takes out his flask and takes a swig*

Ulonov: Put up the E-767's and have them pump out the ULF radar and the turbulance detecting stuff.that they got now... also I want around the clock flights from SU-37's running CAP flights

*McArthur takes down notes as ulonov keeps rambling*

Put the picket subs and frigates on high alert, we don't want any subs getting through and hitting any of my battleships.... also, ready 4th fleet I want them sailing for Izimbeckwi by tomorrow.... That should give us enough naval supremecy....

McArthur: Would you like fries with that?

Ulonov: You want to be swabbing the deck?

McArthur: No Sir

Ulonov: That is all... *He salutes and walks back out onto the deck, McArthur sends out the instructions to the fleets, and 4th Fleet sets sail from Raliegh to Izimbeckwi*

He reads the itinerary:

Noon Lunch
1:00 Welland Canal
2:00 Alliance and Trade Concerns
3:00 Izimbeckwi and Rebuilding
4:00 Light Snack
4:30 Fei Fong Wong Treaty

McMillian: Looks good to me. I'll be heading off to Henceland Omega tomorrow, so I hope we can cover everything today. Do you have time for a photo opp? It'll look good when I'm running for reelection. "He visits other leaders." Hahaha. I couldn't help but win with that.

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::After the meeting, half the Manarthian fleet moves from the east side of Izimbeckwi toward the Edenstein Fleet. Rear Admiral Napoli commanding::

*The Black Curdle makes its way slowly up the Niagara River in the middle of the night.*

Gorgonzola: Captain! Captain! Lights ahead! Looks like a cargo ship.

Jack: Excellent, wake the crew, we've got work to do...

*The cargo ship, flying the colors of Henceland Omega, travels onward towards the Curdle, unware of its presence in the moonless night. Steve and Kim come up on the deck to find out what's going on.*

Steve and Kim: We've come to find out what's going on.

Jack: There's a cargo ship headed this way...shhh...listen...

*As they ship comes closer, the crew of the Curdle can hear music and see lights strung up on the deck of the ship. They make a wide turn and come up alongside the Cargo ship. With all the lights and music, the crew doesn't notice as the pirates board. Pepper, Kim, and Steve head for the bridge while Gorgonzola and Wensleydale head for the cargo hold. Monterey Jack strides into the light of the party and fires his pistol into the air.*

Jack: Yarg. Good evening ladies and gentlemen. The name's Monterey Jack, and I'll be takin charge of this barge for a bit, just long enough to steal, plunder, and loot my weasely black heart out. So I'll be taking all of you jewelery and money and any other valuables ye happen to be carryin', savvy?

*The crew of the cargo ship laughs and applauds. They "play along" and start handing over watches, wallets, and jewelery. A random crewmember shouts to the captain of the cargoship.*

Random crewmember: Haha! Good one, Cap'n. Where'd you find this guy? Pirates! This is a great party!!!

*Monterey Jack scratches his head and goes in search of his crew...*

--The agenda for McMillian for April 13:

9:00 Meet Emperor Corran, Advisor Althena, and General Yamamoto
9:15 Tour of the Hence Palace
10:00 Meeting- Welland Canal
11:00 Meeting- Trade concerns
Noon Lunch- Meet other HO Advisors
1:30 Tour of Fei Fong Wong
3:00 Meeting- Alliance Concerns (Fei Fong Wong Treaty)
4:00 Meeting- Inter-Regional concerns
4:30 Photo Shoot
5:00 Dinner

If there is anything you wish to add or modify, please let us know.--

::On the deck of the HO Cargo Ship "Dream" the crew members laugh, hand their valuables away, dance, and drink... a lot. Meanwhile Captain Jack and First Mate Naoki hear the pistol shot and run out to see what's going on::

Naoki: Holy $*@7! Pirates! What will the crew think?

Captain Jack: The crew's too drunk and preoccupied to notice. Look! They think it's all part of the party!

Naoki: Sh, sh, shouldn't we stop them?

Jack: How? With a drunk crew? It's best they didn't get worked up over it.

Naoki: But won't they notice in the moring when they've given away all their money and possessions?

Jack: Maybe. I'm willing to take that risk. In fact... ::He stops as he sees three people come onto the bridge. He motions for Naoki to hide. They wait while Steve, Kim, and Pepper get out and look around. Jack jumps out and grabs Pepper and puts him in a head lock::

Jack: All right! Who are you? Who do you work for? And what are you doing on my ship?

Naoki: I thought you said...

Jack: Shut up. Forget what I said. Take me to your captain. I want to know what's going on...

Supreme Consul von Beppler, Chancellor Truman, General Tschanz and Admiral Scheer are in the Map Room. They are planning the course of the 3rd Fleet, when the door swings open.

Clarke: Ahhh, all of you right here, how nice.

von Beppler: What?

Clarke: Did you seriously think that the failure of the vote in the Senate would deter me? I intend to rule this country.

Truman: And how do you plan to do that?

Clarke: With a little help from my friends from the High Command and the Admiralty. (smirks)

Tschanz: Interesting, seeing as I control the...

Clarke: Not any more you don't.

Scheer draws his pistol.
Scheer: Get away from...

suddenly troopers from a crack paratrooper regiment storm through the door behind Clarke, they level their submachine guns at von Beppler and company.

Clarke: Meet my compatriots, General Schmied, General Heinrich, Admiral Stephens and Admiral Jellicoe.

(all four men step through)

Clarke: As of now, Andaluciae is ruled by our military Junta. You are to remain in Fortress Siegfried, under guard...

Tschanz: Bullshit! (begins to draw his gun, is cut down by paratroopers.

Clarke: You see I am deadly serious, from now on I am President Clarke, Generals, you may begin operation White Star, Martial law is now declared in Andaluciae.

moments later all radio stations are blacked out, with the only broadcast being "We are in a state of national emergency, martial law has been declared. Remain in your homes. Thank you."

*Goodell and Rumpsfeel who have been given the run around are sitting in a cafe when they here about the martial law*

Rumpsfeel: We need to get out of here,
Goodel: For once, I think that you are right..

*They pay their bill and stand up and catch a taxi to the airport where they came in at. They phone the pilots and tell them to get the plane ready*

::In Henceland Omega::

McMillian: Thank you for having me, Emperor. It's always important to get to know your allies.

Lucky I ate breakfast on the plane. Let's get to work. Now who are these important looking people next to you?

Deep in the underground government offices Mike Oldsmobile, Prime Minister for life of MadderMike is conversing with his senior advisors. The most senior of which is Mike Bond Minister of Information and Intelligence.

Mike Oldsmobile "What is the background on this Manarthian Mark McMillian II? What are his political views? How did he come to power? Damn it man I need answers."

Mike Bond "From what we can gather it was a bloodless turnover of the reins of government." They had an election and McMillian won the vote in Parliament and is now the Prime Minister"

Mike Oldsmobile "No one died?"

Mike Bond "Well not directly, it seems as if McMillian's father died earlier and the populace voted for him in a sympathy vote."

Mike Oldsmobile "They calculated the vote honestly? How utterly amazing! Well get to work on an agenda. I think we should bring him in via my father's complex using that airport, then we can be underground in a matter of minutes. You know how nervous the security teams surrounding foreign dignitaries get when they see all the armed citizens."

Mike Bond "If we have enough time maybe a quick tour of the Artificial Intelligence lab and the Nanobot lab."

Mike Oldsmobile "The AI lab is fine but we'll stay clear of the Nanobot lab I don't want to give him the impression we "borrowed" technology from Edenstein."

Michelle Topheavy explained to the visitors from HO that If they had any specific requirements they wanted to be included in their version of the software to put in a Trouble Report/Change Request using the form already loaded into the word processor. She further explained that Mike Kingnerd was very busy but if they had a financial proposal to make that depending on the profitability of the proposal Mike Kingnerd could be contacted.

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In Edenstein Mike Kingnerd II stepped out of the car and several loose rounds of 9mm ammo fell on the ground.

Mike Kingnerd II "Oops, I was just loading some spare magazines to do some target practice. I was told there is a range around the landfill. What seems to be the problem here? I was only doing 90 mph and I wasn't holding up traffic. I know I should have been going faster but this rental car is pretty thin in the horsepower department."

He noticed the cop seemed to be nervous, probably didn't call for back up. In MadderMike actually stopping someone was considered serious business. Usually 3 cars responded one keeping the .50 cal trained on the car pulled over. "Strange place this Edenstein." Mike thought to himself. He was pretty sure he could take out the cop. The policeman was wearing an old Glock held in the holster with a thick strap and big snap. It would take him a long time to pull that weapon.

"Oh well lets see what he wants. I'll probably get a ticket for impeding traffic now that I admitted going only 90." Mike pondered.

OOC: Sorry, but MadderMike, LoL! 90 mph and impeding traffic! Where are you from, Detroit!?

OOC: Sorry, but MadderMike, LoL! 90 mph and impeding traffic! Where are you from, Detroit!?
OOC: Washington DC area. :wink:

IC:The Sixth and Seventh Maniac Divisions land on the former lands of The Fresh Princedom of Western Manarth and claim them in the name of MadderMike, Mike Oldsmobile Prime Minister for Life, Hero of the People, Saviour of the Faith.

The First and Ninth Maniac Divisions along with the Fourth Airborne "Broken Ankle" Division land on the former lands of Peter Rules, admire the lush farmlands and claim them in the name of MadderMike, Mike Oldsmobile Prime Minister for Life, Hero of the People, Saviour of the Faith, Emperor of the Combined Lands of MadderMike.

*The officer looks at the 9mm cases and looks at the shirt that kingnerd has on and thinks to himself... "I'm to old for this shit"*

Officer: Well... it is late and no one is around... *writes down a warning* Here is a warning... just slow it down... *The cop walks back to his cruiser and turns off the lights and drives away.

Officer: (in the car) If that guy is going behind the dump, he's got bigger problems then me ahead.

*Off of Izimbeckwi, the Edenstein 4th fleet links up the Manarthian Hades battle group. They immediatly set up a picket defense with the carriers and battleships in the middle of the group, on the bridge of the ES: Trotsky Vice Admiral Mathews stands on the bridge planning out the coming events meticulously as if he where planning out the rest of his life when a seaman comes up to him*

Seaman: Sir.. we have recieved greetings from the Hades Group and are awaitng orders,

Mathews: Excellent... send them my best.. and tell them to move to grid co-ordinates 19 56 tango and set up standard CAP and ASW operations... lets see... at thos corordiantes that will bring out fleets into contact.. good.. it will also give us good enough coverage, we can cover about 400 miles of lake and almost all the way from izimbeckwi to the main islad with cap... excellent...

*orders are relayed*

Seaman: Sir... they want to know what to do if the Andalucianes try to break through..

Mathews: Well we arn't in a state of war.... but we arn't going to let them get through us... only fire unless fired upon.

Seaman: Aye Aye sir... *he begins relaying co-ordinates on encrypted frequencies to the Manarthian battlegroup while Mathews goes out onto the deck and looks at the lake*

Mathews: I can smell a battle coming....

::Corran points to his advisors, starting with a tall woman dressed in navy blue with a red cape and hat, and blue hair::

Corran: this is my personal advisor, Ms. Luna Althena. She makes all the important things happen. This.. ::he points to a 17 year old school girl with red hair:: is General Ritsuko Yamamoto, my military advisor. Over here, ::he points to an older man with greying hair and glasses:: is Dr. Citan Uzuki, my special operations advisor. They will be with us through most of the day. Later you will meet our intelligence advisor and science advisor, but they're a bit busy now.

::He takes McMillian to the meeting room. As they sit, an old man with a balding head and glasses and a suit waslks up to them. Corran notices and points to him::

Corran: Oh yes! And this is my trusty butler, Old Maison.

Maison: Welcome! I do hope you enjoy your stay here! If you need anything, please do not hesistate to ask!

Corran: Now, let us get started...

Aboard the 3rd fleets flagship Admiral Stark studies a map on the bridge. He has been waiting for the order from the Admiralty for several hours.

Stark: Now if we move the Nimitz's here, we can...

Yeoman: Sir! Sir! A message from the admiralty.

Stark: Well, then about time, let me see it.

Admiral Stark reads over the order. His face goes sheet white.

Stark: I need to talk to the crew...

Yeoman: The PA is right there Sir.

Stark: Yes, yes (picks up microphone) Men, I have just been informed that the Andaluciaen civilian governement has been replaced in a coup d'etat. We now report to a military Junta. The Junta has ordered us to take up patrolling stations, we are not to engage the Bulger 15 fleet unless we receive further orders. The Admiralty is sending out the 1st fleet to reinforce us. We must be prepared for what the next order might say...

at Port Andrewtinople, the defensive sea gates are open, The smaller ships of the 1st fleet have set out into travel pattern. As night falls the largest capital ships, 3 Norse Class Battleships, 3 Iowa II class battleships and 3 Nimitz Carriers set out, headed to reinforce the 3rd fleet.

Greetings

Biggity-B: I have been leading this country for many years now. I am afraid that in my old age i have decided to share the power with someone i trust dearly and is an old friend. I believe that my fellow leader will express the same ideals and values that i have bestowed on this nation for many years. I guess you are all wondering who i am speaking of. Well he is here now and would like to address this situation.


Emperor Ed: Hello i am honored to be apart of the great nation of Heavyarms. Me and Biggity-B have been talking about this for about two years now as a precaution due to his diagnoses of Bone Cancer. i look forward to helping and aiding this country in anyway possible.


Biggity-B: Yes i have been diagnosed with bone cancer and i am ashamed that i am unable to fully be your leader but under both Emperor Ed and myself i believe HeavyArmsMetal will flourish into a great nation. I have given complete power of the nation to Emperor Ed but know this anything that he wants to do he will have to get approved by me, if it does not have my signature on the paper work then it will be considered treason against Heavyarms. Thank you.

The teletype prints out the orders. Admiral Stark picks them up and reads them.

Stark: Well, thats that, they've given orders to start White Star...Order the carriers to equip four F-14 squadrons with KS-172 missiles. Also, equip our hornet squadrons with Harpoon missiles...I need to talk with the crew.

Admiral Stark walks over to the microphone, he turns it on.

Stark: All hands, I have just received our orders from the Admiralty. The decision has been made. We have failed our mission, and now we shall pay. I have ordered combat readiness to the ships of the fleet, as has Admiral Struble with the 1st Fleet. At this time, I order all hands to man your battle stations.

Bosun: General Quarters! General Quarters! All hands man your battle stations!

As the hurry onboard the giant dreadnought continues, undersea Submarine Squadron Seven has ascended to ULF depth, where, it receives orders to move forward, silent running. The Commodore of Squadron Seven has also received orders to prepare all torpedo tubes with Mk. 48 ADCAP torpedoes, and to prepare the Tomahawk missiles for launch...

McMillian: Oh sh**! Looks like I'm running late. And that Andaluciae thing looks troubling. ::consults his palm pilot:: Nope, no embassy there. Better try to contact their leader and talk then down. I'll put... Angela on that. ::makes the call::

::Having talked to Henceland Omega about things, he makes his way on to the plane chartered for Aldovar::

*To Discuss*

-Trade and Economic Issues
-Cultural Exchange Treaty?
-Other Issues of Minor Importance

McMillian: Oh well, here I come.

::Meanwhile, the remaining elements of the 3rd Fleet, not under Edensteing control, escourt the Marine, Reserve and Airborn Contingents of the Manarthian forces home, being resupplied by elements of the 4th Fleet, reassigned to the 3rd. The escourt three new divisions of regular combat troops and two new divisions of tanks. These are taken from the garrison at Western Ohio, leaving the Eastern Detroit holdings less than fully staffed::

Gen. Welland: I hope this gamble pays off for that a**hole in power, f***ing politics. Why can't I keep my prophet forsaken men.

Current Forces in Izimbeckwi

Army - Gen. Frank Welland (Vend)
I Corps - Lt. Gen. Olsen Brigart
-3rd Armored Division (96%)
-10th Mechanized Infantry Division
-22nd Infantry Division
II Corps - Lt. Gen. Daniel Taylor (Vend)
-62nd Air Cavalry Division (98%)
-67th Air Cavalry Division (97%)
-68th Air Cavalry Division (95%)
III Corps - Lt. Gen. Abner Heinrich (Rale)
-5th Armored Divsion
-14th Infantry Divison
-2nd Armored Division

Airforce - Lt. Gen. Beverly Samuels (Based out of Rale)
2 Squadrens B-1B
3 Squadrnes B-52
6 Squadrens F-16D
4 Squadrens F-35
4 Squadrens F-15
2 Squadrens Mig-29
Other assorted fighters

::It began all at once. The F-14s from the 1st and 3rd fleets fired off their KS-172 missiles, (the KS-172 was developed for use against AWACS type aircraft, its range is an incredible 300 miles) from a 250 mile distance. The F-18s fired off their Harpoon anti-ship missiles at the AEGIS cruisers and destroyers of the Bulger-15 fleet.

As this was happening in the skies the Andaluciaen combined fleet salvo launched its Tomahawk cruise missiles, all the ships from the 7th Submarine Squadron, the 1st Fleet and the 3rd Fleet launched their missiles, putting hundreds in the air at once, their targets, 300 miles away were verified by the SeaScout satellite overhead...

Once the cruise missiles were off the combined fleet went into defensive mode. The remaining Fighters were sortied with AMRAAM and Phoenix missiles. The AEGIS ships put their SPY II radars to full power. The vertical launch arrays were quickly rearmed with SM Block 2 missiles. The submarines began to actively search for any enemy subs. The capital ships immediately began to retreat...::

Bosun: All Hands! Prepare for retaliatory attack!

Admiral Stark: Helm! Turn us back towards Andaluciae! We need to get the hell out of here!

Lieutenant Thompson: Yessir!

Stark: Keep those last F-14s on the deck ready to launch if we have incoming! We don't have any more cruise missiles, so I hope we can get by on guns alone...

Captain Sheridan: Sir, what about the marines?

Stark: Keep them nearby, the high command wants them protected!

OOC: I resent the implications that I am a part of the Bulgar 15. But no matter.

::Onboard the URMS Nothingness of the Void a Ticonderoga Class Crusier within the Edenstein/Manarthian Fleet::

Ensign Bartleby: How long can they keep us at combat alert?

Petty Officer Hendricks: Don't know.

Bartleby: Damn Andalucieans and their prophet forsaken manuvers. How much you want to bet this is all for nothing?

Hendricks: I won't take that bet. If I had a wooden nickle for every time LETI flaired up over nothing, I'd be able to build a mansion.

::An alarm starts blairing on the ship::

Hendricks: What the...?

Bartleby: Good thing you didn't take the bet! That's general quarters!

Loudspeaker: Incoming Warheads! Prepare for impacts! Damage control teams to your stations!

::Looking to their left, they can see fighters scrambling from the nearby URMS Prophet, and AEGIS anti-missile weaponry being fired at the incoming missiles::

Hendricks: What now sir?

Bartleby: I don't know, Hendricks, I don't know.

*Admrial Richard MacDonald of the Lake Erie Flotilla, in his base at Freedom People*

MacDonald: What?!

Aid: It's true sir, they've launched missiles at our allies ships.

MacDonald: Damage?

Aid: No sir, none yet, we just saw the launches, the missiles are still in the air for all we know.

MacDonald: Call the Primere, and tell him about it. We can't let this stand.

*Statistics for CoC LETI Flotilla*
2 Great Lakes Class Battleships
3 Huron Class Battleships
8 Connery Class Battleships
4 Iowa Class Battleships
16 Nimitz Class Carriers
3 Impaler Class Carriers
10 Peregrine Class Carriers
5 Cappicino Class Helicopter Carriers
14 Wasp Class Amphibious Assault Ships
6 Deathraine Class Arsenal Ships
12 Howl Class Cruisers
13 Ticonderoga Class Cruisers
85 Arleighe Burke Destroyers
93 Oliver Hazard Perry Class Frigates
4 Tarawa Class Amphibious Assault Ships
16 Virginia Class Attack Submarines
22 LA Class Attack Submarines
6 Seawolf Class Attack Submarines
45 Silencer Class Special Operation Submarines

***Michaelgrad Eyewitless News Broadcast***

Mike Squarejaw: "We interrupt this broadcast of the "Simpsons" to report a huge blast has occured in the heart of downtown Michaelgrad."

Michelle Blondgoodface: "Yes, Mike the first reports are that a four block section of downtown Michaelgrad suffered a catastrophic explosion causing the entire area to sink 7 stories underground. Our cameras are on their way to the scene."

Mike Squarejaw: "Reports from as far away as the Michael mountains have felt the blast and siesmographs have recorded this event on the Northern Coast. Where exactly in Michaelgrad did this occur, Michelle?"

Michelle Blondgoodface: "The area is around First Avenue and Kay Street, Mike. This area is a gathering point for homeless, crack addicts, prostitues and others. But the bigger news is that directly underneath this area is the MadderMikian government offices. The offices of the Prime Minister for Life Mike Oldsmobile and his senior staff."

Mike Squarejaw: "Didn't we do a story on those offices last month?"

Michelle Blondgoodface: "Yes we did. We did an exposé on the best spot for a terrorist to cripple the government. I believe we showed the exact spot to place a bomb to take out the Prime Minister."

Mike Squarejaw: "I remember now, didn't we show the security breaches and how to get around all of the security forces?"

Michelle Blondgoodface: "Exactly, it was a good piece."

Mike Squarejaw: "We will return you to the "Simpsons" and we will interrupt at the most inopportune time to give you more news and show you how handsome and pretty we are."

*Admrial Richard MacDonald of the Lake Erie Flotilla, in his base at Freedom People*

MacDonald: What?!

Aid: It's true sir, they've launched missiles at our allies ships.

MacDonald: Damage?

Aid: No sir, none yet, we just saw the launches, the missiles are still in the air for all we know.

MacDonald: Call the Primere, and tell him about it. We can't let this stand.



OOC: Umm, question. Freedom Peoples ceased to be. When they ceased to be however, they couldn't have been annexed because the liberating forces of DOS, Edenstein, and HO were still there. Therefore, how could they have a base in Freedom Peoples at all?

The 3rd Marine Division had received its orders, it was to hit two Izimbeckwi beaches. They began to load into their AMTRACs and LAVs aboard the transports. They were escorted by 4 Multi-purpose Frigates, and 2 Iowa II class Battleships were nearby to shell the beaches.

*Admrial Richard MacDonald of the Lake Erie Flotilla, in his base at Freedom People*

MacDonald: What?!

Aid: It's true sir, they've launched missiles at our allies ships.

MacDonald: Damage?

Aid: No sir, none yet, we just saw the launches, the missiles are still in the air for all we know.

MacDonald: Call the Primere, and tell him about it. We can't let this stand.



OOC: Umm, question. Freedom Peoples ceased to be. When they ceased to be however, they couldn't have been annexed because the liberating forces of DOS, Edenstein, and HO were still there. Therefore, how could they have a base in Freedom Peoples at all?

OOC: I believe that the COC forces had a base located in freedom people since before the disapearence, which seeing as how land remains after a countries dissapearence in LETI/LOTI at least the naval base, if not the rest of the country would have remained.

But for postarity's sake, let's just say he was located in the CoC controlled portion of Eastern Detroit and call it a day.

*Vice Admiral Mathews on the deck is looking at the sun slowly set on the horizon when the General quaters alert sounds, he runs to the bridge to find out what the hell is going on... as he arrives mayhem seems to be going on, reports are coming back from all over the fleet about casulties*

Mathews: Launch full retalitory strike... scramble the fighters.... and launch the Yakohant 4's... *an explosion rocks the ship* DAMAGE REPORT!!

Cmdr: SIR! We've been hit on the port side! Fire suppresion is active..

Mathews: Send up those fighters!!!!

*The Endenstein Fleet launches:

72 SU-37's carrying Yakohant 3 anti ship missles and Harpoons and they flying at 50 feet off the water and launch thier missles at 150 miles out (1 missle of each)

30 Super Hornet F-18's carrying the same load out as the SU-37's but come in at 50,000 and launch at 200 miles out

30 F-14E's flying cover for the Super Hornet F-18's carrying Pheonix Missles AmmRams and sidewinders

30 F-16K's launch to take on the f-14's with a mix of Ammrams and Sidewinders,when in range they fire at them

30 F-22 Sea Raptors carrying the same as the F-16k's

Fleet launches aproximatly 400 Yakohaunt 3/4 missles moving at around Mach 5 skimming the surface of the water

200 Tomahawk Cruise missles

SH-64 Helicopters are scrambled to the aproximate location of the of the submarines and drop depth charges and Mk-84 anti submarine missles

The Sea wolf class submarines on patrol quickly lock onto the sounds of the submarines launching their missles and go into search and destroy mode.

The 6 Modified Ohio Class submarines (Modified to carry 36 Tomahawk cruise missles) lauch at the fleet

*Casulties*

The fleet puts up an impressive amount of flack, missles and lead from 20 mm guns 30 mm guns and CIWS guns

ES: Romanov recieves one hit, fire put out, light casualties
2 Arliegh Burkes recieve 3 missles a piece, burning uncontrolaby and dead in water
2 Spurance destroyer hit with 5 missels and goes down ith all hands
1 Hospital ship recieves 2 missles and begins listing to starbord
2 Ashtabula Class oilers are hit one with 3 one with 2 missles, they both burst into flames
2 Soyuz 3 Battleships both reicieve 4 missle hits, they remove from battle but are still afloat and begin repairs
1 AMS-5 Destroyers reicieves 1 hit but remains in the battle
1 Iowa recives 2 hits, Aft turret out of commission
1 Nimitz Recieves 2 missle hits, damaged but continues flight operations
2 Resuply ships recieve 2 missle hits a piece and goes to the bottom

*the fleet goes in pursuit of the Andalucain fleet*

OOC: Almost forgot

3 E-767's

Damage Report for Manarthian Fleet:

-Hades Battle Group
-URMS Hades Nimitz Class Carrier no damage
-URMS Persephonie Nimitz Class Carrier 4 hits, runways unopperational at this time.
-Great Lakes Class Battleship 1 hit, damage to one of four main guns
-Deathrain Class Crusier no damage
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier 5 direct hits, sunk. 5 survivors
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier 2 hits, badly damaged, listing to starboard
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier 1 glancing blow, cosmetic damage
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier 3 hits, one impacting the bridge, loss of captain and XO
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier No damage
-A. Burke Class Destroyer 2 hits, ammunition room hit, sunk 5 survivors
-A. Burke Class Destroyer no damage
-A. Burke Class Destroyer 1 hit, anti-air gun destroyed, some casualties
-A. Burke Class Destroyer near miss, shrapnel kills two
-A. Burke Class Destroyer no damage
-A. Burke Class Destroyer 1 hit along the water line, taking in water
-A. Burke Class Destroyer 7 direct hits, sunk, no survivors
-A. Burke Class Destroyer 1 hit, engines not responding
-A. Burke Class Destroyer 3 hits, sinking, but not quickly
-A. Burke Class Destroyer 1 hit, damage to foward depthcharge launcher
-14 OHP Class Frigates 3 sunk, 2 damaged
-16 Supply ships 1 sunk


-Prophet Battle Group
-URMS Prophet Nimitz Class Carrier 1 hit, light damage to runway, easily patched
-Nimitz Class Carrier no damage
-Great Lakes Class Battleship no damage
-Deathrain Class Crusier 1 hit, light damage to engines
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier URMS Nothingness of the Void no hits
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier no hits
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier 2 hits, one dud, massive damage to the superstructure, engines off line
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier 1 hit damage to verticle launch tubes
-Ticonderoga Class Crusier no hits
-A. Burke Class Destroyer sunk
-A. Burke Class Destroyer light damage to guns
-A. Burke Class Destroyer no damage
-A. Burke Class Destroyer no damage
-A. Burke Class Destroyer no damage
-A. Burke Class Destroyer light damage to engines
-A. Burke Class Destroyer sunk
-A. Burke Class Destroyer no damage
-A. Burke Class Destroyer no damage
-A. Burke Class Destroyer no damage
-14 OHP Class Frigates 1 sunk 1 damaged
-16 Supply ships 1 sunk

Statement to All LETI Nations

Samsylvannia has been monitoring the tensions in the region between Andaluciae and the co-operating forces of Edenstein and Manarth. We urge all involved parties to resolve this in a peaceful manner. We are now raising our military alert levels should hostilities spill over to our great country. We will defend ourselves and our allies if necessary. Again, we urge the involved countries to find a peaceful solution. To that end, we offer our country as a neutral site should one be needed for peace talks. And Ice Cream. We offer 25 tons of free ice cream to each country should peace talks succeed. We hope that you will think through your actions and their consequences.

::HO Channel 2 News::

Tom Tucker: ...and that concludes our discussion of my belly button lint. And now sports!

::The camera turns to show the sportscaster hanging from a noose::

Diane: It appears we are having some difficulties. ::a paper is haded to her:: We take you now to Yggdrasil Square where His Henceness is addressing the conflict in Izimbeckwi.

::Yggdrasil Square. Corran walks out onto the balcony with Ritsuko and Luna. He waits a moment, then begins to speak::

Corran: Hencemen everywhere, we are now at a crucial point in LETI history! There has been an attack on our friends from Edenstein and Manarth. The attack came from an Andaluciaen fleet trying to break through the blockade. We have yet to hear if this was a scare tactic, or a true act of war. At this point we are offering support to our allies in the form of money and supplies.

Ritsuko: ::steps forward past Corran: If, however, Andaluciae continues attacking allies in the defense of a senseless illogical nation, we will not hesitate to come to their aid in the form of military expenditures. We will not stand idly by as nations take up arms in the names of alliances! Wars and attacks should be for real reasons, not blind alliances.

Corran: Indeed! Does this sound familiar? They are tactics of THE MAN! That's right! We have NOT forgotten our promise to defend against The Man! If more and more nations start activating treaties for no reason, we will do something about it! Questions from the press? How about you?

Reporter: Paul Stewart , TWS-83 out of Euphoni. Aren't you merely activating your alliance in this manner, just as you've told other nations not to do?

Corran: No. We are currently offering financial support. And we've stated our position on the whole matter. Izimbeckwi should certainly be liberated, or at least stopped. For if a nation treats its own citizens savagely, what is there to gain? This is our stance. This is why we choose to side the way we do. Next? Elly?

Elly: Your Henceness, what are your expectations for this conflict?

Corran: I expect a full truce and negotiations to occur just at the moment before we decide to engage our forces... hehe. And... wait. Brokejaw? I thought you were long gone!

Brokejaw: No! I'm TOM BROKEJAW WITH NBC NEWS! I'm getting this vibe here about you, and I'm sensing scandal. Are you going to do something that will earn me a Pulitzer?

::Corran turns to Ritsuko who holds up her hand. Brokejaw yips like a dog and runs away::

Corran: That will be all...

::Manarth News Network reporting live from New Eatsville, the captial of Western Ohio::

Henrich Paulson: Hello, this in Henrich Paulson reporting live from New Eatsville in the LETI region. Mark McMillian II arrived at Eastern Detroit's Manarthian capital today, canceling his trip throughout the region citing the escalation of conflict with Izimbeckwi and Andaluciae.

Massive troop movements are taking place throughout Manarth's controlled section of Eastern Detroit, due to it's proximity with Andaluciae and it's removal from the LOTI region. No one here is sure why Andaluciaen forces have attacked the Manarthian fleet, but they know no war was ever declaired.

The Manarthian Lower House unanimously declaired war on Andaluciae today, citing their casual indifference to international law and just war theory. In a statement by Lower House Majority Leader Yllesia Thompson, Andaluciae was declaired to be "a sadistic country, that would be considered the equivalent of Japan during WWII."

The Lower House also voted to call up the reservists today in an almost unanimous vote of acclamation. By the end of the week, 12 reserve divisions are expected to be ready for combat.

Two battlegroups of the 1st fleet have been dispatched to the Welland Canal, and the 3rd and 4th fleets have been put on high alert, sorrounding the United Republic's citizens in Western Ohio.

Hold on, I've just recieved word that Prime Minister McMillian will be addressing the nation now, we go there live!

McMillian: Ladies and Gentlemen of Manarth. We are a nation slow to anger, you all know this to be true. I ask you, how many wars have we participated in? Two, to liberate opressed people of Eastern Detroit and Izimbeckwi. Now we must liberate yet another population from a brutal dictator.

Andaluciae has become the greatest threat to stability and peace in the LETI region. We cannot just sit idly by and let them and their allies the Izimbeckwi kill innocents and destroy peaceful vessels on a mission of mercy, we must strive to eliminate them so that all people of LETI and LOTI can live once more in peace and stability.

We will not fight alone, already Edenstein and the Council of Clan has agreed to back us in this, and Henceland Omega has pledged their monotary support. Pax Germania, while I have not had an opertunity to comunicate with their leader, as our co-beligerant in Izimbeckwi will help us continue to liberate the people there.

We must not stop, we can not stop, until the leaders of Andaluciae are in chains, and Andaluciae is free from their tyrany! I call upon the leaders of Andaluciae to give themselves up willingly, and use this last oppertunity to spare thier people bloodshed, or we will stay the course and liberate their land with all our military might.

Thank you all, and good night.

*Emperor Ed, Admiral Ulonov, Lt. Zofia, and General Onotov are in Ed's office when he recieves the telegram from Henceland Omega and the Emperor slams his fist down on the table*

Ed: MONITORING THE SITUATION!? HOW CAN THEY BE MONITORING THE SITUATION!?

Onotov: Maybe they don't realize the severity of combat,

Zofia: They will when Andaluciae is knocking on their door...

Ulonov: Well, from this telegram it seems as if we can not count on much support from henceland omega

Zofia: And I expected more from Ritsuko...

Ed: Well its time to go and make a speech..

*The Edenstein News logo flashes on the TV screens of the region*

Schuster: Good evening LETI, we now take you to Edenstein square where Emperor Edward Romanov is prepaired to make a statement.

*in the square Emperor Ed stands on the balcony flanked by Zofia, Ulonov and Onotov there is a massive build up of people in the square*

Emperor Ed: People of Edenstein! An atrocity has been committed against our forces, Elements of the Andaluciaen fleet have struck at the combined Edenstein/Manarthian Fleet, Casulty reports have not come in yet but I am confident that we will be victorious.

This dispicable Unprovoked attack *slams fist on banister* by the Andalucaien fleet shall be repayed swiftly, already 4th fleet is in pursuit, knocking them halfway back to Andalucaie. Edenstein, your sons and daughters are performing brilliantly.

As of Noon today, the Edenstein Duma voted unanimously for war against Andaluciae. All preparations are currently being made to prepare the public for the upcoming fury.. I have time for a few questions..

Reporter one: Elly Van Houten, HO channel 2, What of Henceland Omega and their unwillingness to commit troops?

Emperor Ed: Well currently, we have released Henceland Omega from their treaty obligations for this conflict... they are presently monitoring the situation Next question

*looking around none of the reporters have any questions most are in to much shock to say anything*

Emperor Ed: Alright that is all... *They troop walks back into the palace*

The Andaluciaen Fleet has begun a retreat to Andaluciaen waters on orders of Admiral Stark. There have been heavy casualties, most notably 2 of the prized Norse class battleships have been destroyed as well as 1 of the Nimitz class carriers. Admiral Stark's flagship remained, amazingly untouched. His cruise missile magazines are expended except for 7 tactical nuclear weapons, he finds himself managing a massive retreat.

Stark: I want the subs to cover our retreat!

Capt Morrison: Sir, I think squadron seven has gone silent. They are running without fighting.

Stark: Worthless nationalist cowards. Their type got us into this mess.

Lieutenant Thompson: Sir, I am getting word that the fires on one of the 1st fleets Iowa IIs has gotten out of control, they are abondoning ship.

Stark: Damn, damn Clarke, damn the Junta...

Bosuns mate: Sir, we have a telegram coming in! Its from the Admiralty!

Stark: What do those swine want now? More blood from my sailors?

BM: Sir...You had better read this...

Stark: Whatever...(scans page)...NO! There is no way in hell I am going to launch nukes! Those filth!

Political Officer Zorzikov: Mr. Admiral, may I remind you of your duty to the people.

Stark: Shut up you lying pig! If you want to arrest me, do so. You cannot shoot the missiles if I am in the brig!

Zorzikov: Yes I can. I can fire on my own authority.

Stark: Swine! (draws his pistol, an antique Luger, fires four rounds into Zorzikov). Well, then, thats a burden off my back. Open a channel to all ships, I must talk to the captains...

Admiral Stark has assembled the captains in a videoconference. He has shocking news.

Stark: And so, the Junta has ordered me to fire nuclear tipped cruise missiles at the enemy fleet.

Captain Travis: Good God, are they insane?

Stark: Yes, I believe so, that is why I decided to disobey this order.

Captain Smirtikoff: My God...I cannot go along with the Juntas decision.

Stark: Neither can I. I need to ask you now, all of you, are we fighting for the right cause? We should liberate Andaluciae from these tyrants and restore the republic.

Captain Johann: Yes, we must. What we are doing may be legal treason, but what they are doing is moral treason against the principles upon which Andaluciae was founded.

Stark: I suggest that we surrender to the Edenstein fleet, and then ask to be allowed to aid in the destruction of the Junta.

All Captains: Yes!

Stark: Good, I shall signal the Edenstein and Manarth fleets. I will let them know about our decision.

television screens fade out, Stark leans forward and begins to dictate his message...

Stark: Commanders of the fleets of Edenstein and Manarth, my ships launched an illegal and unprovoked attack against you. This attack was ordered by criminals in charge of my own country, and now, I surrender this fleet over to you, that we may be able to rid ourselves of these criminals...

::In the night, the Crimson slips into Devonshire Port, returning from the Dark Regent's trip to the Western Caribbean in search of pirate gold. Maneauvering thrusters bring the ship smoothly up to the pier. Support crews immediately begin securing ropes and connecting utility umbilicals to the massive yacht. On the navigational bridge, Ximinez is taking a phone call from the capitol.::

Ximinez: What? Two days? Why wasn't I notified? I see. So he's been adequately occupied? The aquarium? Really! Tell him we'd be happy to give him some. All right, send him down here ASAP.

::He slams the phone down::

Ximinez: (To Captain) Captain Aubrey, prep the landing pad. Prime Minister McMillian of Manarth will be arriving by helo in one hour. Tell the stewards to prepare him quarters. After that, depart immediately. Set course for the Strait tomorrow. We'll be holding this summit at sea, seeing as the poor man's probably seen all of Dovaria City he can stand.

Aubrey: Aye, sir.

::Down on the pier, trucks begin arriving with fresh supplies for the next day's voyage. Forklifts dart in and out of the ship replenishing food and supplies. Vans arrive with a new crew to replace those who have been hard at work the last week. Finally, a sleek red helicopter swoops in and touches down on the aft deck. The chopper powers down as the Crimson's docking thrusters move the ship away from the pier and the main propellers push it out to sea.::

*On the Bridge of the Romanov*

Mathews: They what???
Cpt: Yes sir, they seem to be surrendering...
Mathews: I can't belive it..... after only on volly.... This seems almost to good to be true.. Radio Ulonov for further orders...

*Back in Linux*

Ulonov: They what?????
Radio Opp: Yes sir, they seem to be surrendering....
Ulonov: I can't belive it...... After only one volly..... This seems almost to good to be true.. Radio them back and tell them to go over there and make contact with their fleet

*Back on the Romanov*

Mathews: He wants me to go over there?!?!? Alright... lets go..

*Mathews orders for all flights to return to normal, he boards a Hip Helicopter and is flown towards the Andaluciane Fleet.. he is escorted by 2 AH-64 Gunships and 4 Cobra Attack helicopters.. they approach the fleet*

Pilot: This is Tango Tango Bravo requesting permission to enter fleet airspace... we are on a diplomatic mission to see Admiral Stark

*Flying in low over Andaluciaen airspace at mach 2.3, 3 B-1C Paradrop hug the terrain at roughly 50 feet, they reach their coordinates and slow to drop speed. 3 Chaulks of Special forces drop in and set up ground operations, the three B-1's fly out in the opposite direction that they came in*

*Back on the Romanov Captain Millar recieves a Priority one Message from Admiral Ulonov*

Encoding Alpha 6 Juniper Tango 3

To: Captain Millar
From: Edenstein High Command
Re: Missle strike

Captain this is a priority one message, co-ordinates are being fed into the romanov's fire control system now. Launch 6 cruise missles at these co-ordinates immediatly time is of the essance

Admiral Ulonov

Alpha 6 Juniper Tango 3

*After the captain recieves the message, the fire control systems are turned on and 6 cruise missles are fired, They leave there VL tubes and speed towards the Andalucian Capital for the Junta's headquarters, they fly in at mach 4 skimming the surface of the terrain. Their guidance systems download information from tracking sattelites miles above them, the missles reach their target and slam into the buiding*

Controller: You are cleared for approach. Admiral Stark is on the deck waiting for you.

Admiral Stark stands on the deck of his beloved flagship. He is wearing the dress blue uniforms of the Andaluciaen Republican Navy. The Flag of the Andaluciaen Republic (not of the Junta) flies nearby, as does a white flag of truce. Edensteins helicopters land, and he leads the commanders to a room with video screens. The Captains of the fleet, all wearing the blue uniforms watch as Admiral Stark begins to talk.

Stark: I have grim news for all of LETI. It would appear that the Junta has completely lost it. I did not surrender due to your volley, but because of the Juntas madness. They ordered me to fire nuclear tipped cruise missiles at your fleet, something, that I in good conscience could not do. I expect that they will order the Strategic rocket corp to do the same once they realize what I have done, I just hope General Stendal isn't crazy and that he disobeys his orders...

as the conversation continues, massive changes are wrought in Andaluciae by Edensteins cruise missile. Whose path was cleared by a young Republican Colonel Klaus von Stauffenberg. The Junta has just begun to meet in their headquarters.

Clarke: What?! They what?! Stark refused to fire the cruise missiles? Have him shot!

random general one: We tried, but he wasted his political officer.

Clarke: Well, what should we do?

random general two: A thorough nuclear strike. I can get the message to General Stendal to fire his nuclear missile very quickly.

Clarke: Do....


*Cruise missile impacts and explosions*

As the cruise missiles impact the Juntas unfortified headquarters all of the participants are killed immediately. As the Junta collapses Colonel von Stauffenbergs troops aide Edensteins special forces in a drive into the Capitol. The Juntas military police set up roadblocks with their cars, which don't stand up to the tanks of an armored regiment. Senator William Brandt, one of the few politicians who was able to remain untouched by the Junta watches tanks roll throughout the city. At the Capitol building, the Soldiers raise two flags over the domed chambers of the two lower houses, the flag of the Andaluciaen Republic and the Flag of Edenstein...

ooc: When I say republican I DON'T mean from the political party.

::In the Hence Palace, Corran watches the news::

Corran: Hmm, Ed seems a little upset.

Ritusko: Of course he is! His people are dying, and we aren't doing ANYTHING! I'm sorry Corran, but I don't like your decision. They've helped us so much, and we don't like Izimbeckwi's cause anyway! And now Andaluciae's attacking them too! COME ON! I think I'll go tell Laura to...

::Ruri runs into the room::

Ruri: Your Henceness, we've received reports that Andaluciae has surrendered its fleets to Edenstein and Manarth.

Ritsuko: They what?

Ruri: Yes, they're surrendering.

Ritsuko: But they only fired one volley didn't they?

Ruri: Yes.

Ritsuko: But... what... why? ::She looks dumbfounded at Corran who has a sly grin on his face::

Ritsuko: Did you know they were going to surrender? You couldn't possibly have known!

Corran: I didn't know. I just didn't want to jump in head first without seeing what happened.

Ritsuko: But... but...

Corran: And I think Ulonov's a good enough admiral to know that now's their chance to put the pressure on Izimbeckwi. If he times it well, the whole thing can be over soon.

Ritsuko: But what if it isn't? What if something goes wrong?

Corran: If something goes wrong, then I'll go ahead and turn you loose.

Ritsuko: Turn me loose? HEY! What are you saying?

Corran: Nothing... Well hey, I'm glad they surrendered. That certainly is good for Ed's people!

::Ritsuko glares at Corran, turns and looks at Ruri's usual blank look and scowls at her too, then turns and quickly leaves the room::

**The Leti News Logo flashes and then is replaced by the Edenstein News Logo**

*Stephanie Schuster is sitting at her desk with her papers in front of her, she looks smugly into the camera*

Schuster: Goodevening LETI and Edenstein this is Staphanie Schuster with the news.

Tonights top story, victory at sea! The Andaluciane fleet that fired upon the combined task force of Edenstein and Manarth has been made to surrender under the might of Edenstein Forces. Vice Admiral Ryan Mathews is on board the flag ship of the Andaluciane fleet negotiating terms.

Also, in a daring raid by Edenstein Army Rangers and Dissidents in the Andalucaine military, forces entered the capital and restored the rightful government to power. Over the buildings of the lower house the Flags of the free republic of Andalucaie and Edenstein where lifted.

In the nation of Izimbeckwi the superior Edenstein forces have taken complete control of Acierma allowing much needed material and supplies to the expiditionary forces there. Also, in a ghastly show of the villiany of the government of Izimbeckwi, a death camp was liberated outside of Breigtburge. Reports are that enemy forces quickly retreated when faced with the rolling juggernaut of 3rd Armies tanks.

*Screen flashes to Cpt Hlasko of the third army*

Millar: When we got to the camp, we liberated about 1000 civillians that where completly emaciated, also, we found toture devices, mass graves and gass chambers, we are still running detail on the camp and receiving small arms fire but I fee confident in our ability to help these people.

*Back to Schuster*

Schuster: Internal matters flare in Edenstein, a leak from a high level source in the government report that tensions between the government and the government of Henceland Omega have become taught.. With the annoucement that HO was staying out of the conflict sources say that many members in the higher echelon of power are dissapointed in the command decisions that where made in response to the Andalucaine conflict.

*She looks down to notes*

Schuster: And that is the news for tonight... Good night leti and Edenstein

*screen flashes off*

*In Izimbeckwi an encoded message is sent to all field commanders attached to 2nd and third army*

**Encoding Hotel Echo 1 9 Charlie**

To: All field operations Commanders
From: General Onotov
Re: Field Operations

Your continued success in the field is a prime example of the dedication and training that is expected from all of our forces on the ground.

Your current orders are to hold your ground and to fortify your posistions. You are not to advance any further into the country.

That is all

General Onotov

**Encoding Hotel Echo 1 9 Charlie**

On the Andalucaine Command ship

Vice Admiral Mathews: Well... that is a very shocking order, On behalf of my fleet and Edenstein we thank you for seeing through the confusion and not starting WWIII. I realize that your fleet is in need of repair, and Edenstein has offered its dry dock facilities at Junon and Raliegh.

Admiral Stark of Andaluciae and Admiral Matthews of Edenstein continue to negotiate the surrender terms aboard the Andaluciaen flagship.

Admiral Stark: Matthews, Once again I apologize for what has happened. I offer this in surrender. Full reparations x2 for all the damage caused to your fleet, as well as the 3rd and 1st fleets turning over all of our nuclear tipped cruise missiles, as well as the Iowa II class battleship Daedalus, with the experimental rail gun. In return would you allow the rest of the fleet to return to home ports?

::The Manarthian Fleet has tried it's best to repair their ships enough to limp them all back home. However, one of the A Burke Destroyers and one of the Ticonderoga class Crusiers are too poorly damaged to salvage, and are scuttled::

::The task force is sent back to Eastern Detroit for repairs, and the undamaged ships are sent back to Manarth for R&R::

::The 4th fleet is sent to releave the remains of the 3rd fleet, which heads for Eastern Detroit.::

::Mark McMillian is remaining in Eastern Detroit for now, waiting until he is sure travel is safe::

::Official Press Release::

Seeing as Andaluciae has now reached its first birthday, the Andaluciaen government has issued an edict. All nations in LETI shall receive free cake and milk. Just send us a ship. 1 year old! w00t!

A young man carrying a laptop and a lawn chair walks to the Aldovarian beach. He waves at the guard as he passes. The guard waves back. The man sets up his lawn chair, and sits down to work. He starts by working on a report to his boss at the airship design center. As he is doing this the guard looks down to check on what he is doing, seeing nothing he turns back to the girls a few hundred meters down the beach.

The man, upon finishing the memo, saves it, takes out a largish pen and sets it on his arm rest. He clicks the pens clip in, and opens a file. A single info box pops up, it says "line of sight transfer begin?" The man clicks yes. After a period of 30 seconds the box clicks off. He picks up his pen, puts it in his pocket, and begins to work on another memo about a meeting.

Meanwhile...

On board the Andaluciaen submarine Sturgeon the radio man announces:
"He's right on time."

Captain Smith: Good, as soon as we're done, take down the radio mast and dive.

Midshipman Jones: Aye aye Cap'n! Now where are me cruchberries!

Captain Smith: Stop fooling around Jones, you can have breakfast at seven hundred.

Midshipman Jones: Arrgghh!

*Andy sits reading the paper for any lack of something important to do at the moment. He is handed a report by a random worker*

RW: Sir this just in...

Andy: WHat?! Is this true!?

RW: Yes sir, we've confirmed with flyby's.

Andy: I see... dispatch Task Force 3 to their waters and launch some airbournes.

*In the front at a console*

RW2: I already did that sir!

Andy: WHat?! On whose authority?

RW2: Well, I saw what happened and just kinda...assumed...

Andy: Well, I should court marshall you, but for intuition and guts I'm promoting you.

RW2: Thank you sir!

RW1: I see sir...*looks at reports* they left quite some time ago as they weren't in port. They should be nearing it soon.

Andy: Excellent.

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

Off the Euphonian coast NT3 begins to disperse in a picket like form stretching a good part of the southern coastline. 2 Tarwas launch a combined 12 Chinooks for landing operations. The 3rd Airbourne Division has been dropped in to secure the landing zones. Sea Bee's are already planning out landing strips.

To: James Dubelco
From: Admiral Ulonov
Re: Aquisition

The Nation of Edenstein officialy protests your aqquisition of Euphoni, as founding nation of LETI we have been assured by hurz brunner and memzy that they are simply on vacation... if you do not cease and desist operations there will be dier consequences.....

Admiral Dimitri Ulonov
The Empire of Edenstein

*At the conclusion of the message, Fleet 1, the flag fleet of the Empire is dispatched to the waters of Euphoni to intercept the Dubelcan fleet*

To: Emperor Ed
From: Mark McMillian II
Re: Dubelco

Emperor Ed,

We wholeheartedly agree that this time Dubelco has gone too far. We will support you by any means necessary in these dark times. You have our full support.

Prime Minister Mark McMillian II

Supreme Consul von Beppler now stands in front of the combined houses of the Andaluciaen legislature, he begins to speak.

von Beppler: Tonight, I come before you to talk to the entire Andaluciaen nation. Over the last few years of my Chancellory, I have built a shield around Andaluciae. I strengthened the military to defend against exterior threats. I made our military so strong that we pushed its size to nearly 100 million servicemen. But, leaders in the military became drunk with power. They desired more. I didn't see this, in my shortsightedness I only saw strength against foreigners, not the interior threat. This interior threat, rogue generals seized the government, seized control of the nation, killed nearly a million Andaluciaens in the space of only a few days, and launched attacks against nations with which we had had good relations up until that time. This shortsightedness is no characteristic of a leader. Espescially a leader of a nation with 2+ billion people equipped with a nuclear arsenal large enough to kill that number 2 times over. As such, I hereby issue my resignation. I can no longer serve you with a clear conscience. I don't know of many people in this room who could do that. I can think of one though. William Brandt has served the Andaluciaen people for his entire adult life, starting with his military service, continuing to his Senatorship, and now, his nomination as Supreme Consul. As such, I ask that you, the Senate fill the spot I once occupied with this man.

And now, I wish the best upon you. I beseech you to remember all those who died at the hands of the Junta. Remember your friends, as I shall. I shall remember my friends like Chancellor Truman, General Tschanz, Admiral Scheer and many others. You must remember the memory of our friends. Thank you, good night, and God bless Andaluciae.

Screen fades out.

The Senate has voted, William Brandt has been picked in a nearly unanimous vote following former Supreme Consul von Bepplers speech. Brandt, known as one of the most moderate members of the Senate, speaks, for 10 minutes he speaks one of most artful speeches ever given before the Senate. He talks of Unity, he talks of sorrow, he talks of repaying those harmed, he talks to the people. When his speech ends, the entire chamber stands in silence, no hecklers, no screaming, just quiet strength and unity.

*Emperor Ed sits watching the speach on Telvision and a tear comes to his eye.... He pages his Secratary*

Ed: Jane, can yo send a fruit basket and a bottle of Vodka to the new leader of Andaluciae? And make it an expensive bottle too...

Jane: What do you think I am... FTD?

Ed: Well you are my secratary...

Jane: ADMINISTRATIVE ASSISTANT *click*

Ed: Wow.. mus be that time...

*Admiral Ulonov walks into the office and salutes Emperor Ed stands and salutes as well*

Ed: Ulonov, good work on tha Andaluciae thing... I'm glad that things worked out there... how are things with the fleet?

Ulonov: They have offered to repair and replace damaged ships and replace times two and one of their battleships with a carrier deck.

Ed: *thinks for a moment* Tell them tham that they can repair and replace the ships are sunk, but we are not intrested in presiding over the vanquished... and we will purchase their battleship carrier off of them..

Ulonov: Well enough. What was it exactly did you want from me sir?

Ed: I'm sending you on a new misssion... You are being sent to first fleet...

Ulonov: Sir... Not first fleet... I can't stand Baker... She is such a...

Ed: You'll just have to deal... The Dubelcans fear and respect you Ulonov... and if they know that you are there... they may just leave without to much a fuss

Ulonov: Baker sir... I can't stand Baker....

Ed: Deal with it... And take your two janitors with you....

Ulonov: Yes sir..

*He leaves the office and boards a helicopter and flies to the first fleet of of Euphoni*

*The Edenstein News logo flashes on the screen*

*Stephani Schuster is sitting at her desk with her papers*

Schuster: And that is why it is so cold in Linux... And finaly tonight Admiral Ulonov was dispatched to First fleet with Vice Admiral Carolyn Baker. Goodnight LETI.

*the screen flashes back to the Golden Girls*

*On the chopper to Fleet one Ulonov tries to raise Buffy, Kelly, and Deanna In Carianda*

Ulonov: Hello Ladies...
Buffy: What do you want?
Ulonov: We need military assistance from
Kelly: Why should we help you...
Ulonov: Because we control your nation now..
Deanna: And that means what?
Ulonov: That all military assests belong to Edenstein
Deanna: Yeah...
Ulonov: Look.. ok All that
Kelly: Now you listen here.. Carolyn getting married to Ed is the best thing that has happened to us in a long time.
Ulonov: But...
Buffy: Yeah.. her sitting in Edenstein puking her guts out is fine by me...
Ulonov: But...
Deanna: We'll see ya later Uly!!

*The screen clicks off*

Ulonov: Jeez.. must be that time of the month...

McMillian: Listen up. I don't want to even think about sending more men to die, especially after inheriting a war I didn't want, but have to support to keep voters happy. So, what can we do about the Dubelco thing, should Edenstein attack?

Mohammad Al Zahir Estabi: I do not know, Mr. Prime Minister. I only have had limited dealings with both countries, and a war along our Dubelcoan border is something we are not in anyway prepaired for.

Gen. Welland: No sh** sir. We'd get our a**es handed to us at worst, lose territory at best.

McMillian: So, what?

Welland: I suggest declairing war on Dubelco, should it come to that, but just sit on your a**. If Ed wonders what's up, say you're busy mobilizing, and let Dubelco know what you're up to. Nothing like Dubelco invading us to call our bluff.

Angela Wainright-Cauldwell (via sattelite): I couldn't agree more. That's just the sort of underhanded hidden dagger move that LETIans know and live by. No one would even question your actions.

McMillian: Can't argue with that I guess... Or maybe.... Well, anyway, be prepaired for anything. This has the possibility of a dangerous showdown.

Welland: Also, we hired one of our subs to the king of Ortah. Apparently they needed to move their "Great Hero" or something like that to Fetid Fens. It's on the way back, and they payed in, get this, pounds of gold.

McMillian: Stupid backwater swamp.

::They laugh::

***Michaelgrad Eyewitless News Broadcast***

Mike Squarejaw: "There have been no communications from the Office of the Prime Minister on this latest explosion tragedy."

Michelle Blondgoodface: "Well, Mike that might be because the government offices were blown up."

Mike Squarejaw: "This just in - There appears to be a high level meeting at the compound of Mike Frod CEO of Frod Motors. Witnesses report seeing Mike Kingnerd of Mike-O-Soft Software, Mike Hearst CEO of most of the MadderMike newspapers and three of the 5 major TV networks, Mike Comstock owner of the majority of gold, uranium, coal, and diamond mines in MadderMike and Clydebank Shipyards and Mike of Mike and Mike Shipping, owners of all the shipping interests in MadderMike. These are the remaining 5 co-Prime-Ministers of MadderMike."

Michelle Blondgoodface: "Yes, Mike these were the leaders Mike Oldsmobile pushed aside when he became Prime Minister for life. What do you think is going on?"

Mike Squarejaw: "We'll let you know at 11:00 so we can push the ratings up. Until then buy lots of beer."

==Official Telegram==

To: All Nations of LETI
From: The Holy Empire of Counterpoint
Re: The UN

Attention all nations of LETI, Counterpoint has just entered into a new golden age, we have become part of the glorious organization known as the United Nations, an organization that is bent on making this world a better place.... if any of you would like to join us in our great endevour... please let us know!

Empress Jessica

==Official Telegram==

To: All Nations of LETI
From: The Holy Empire of Counterpoint
Re: The UN

Attention all nations of LETI, Counterpoint has just entered into a new golden age, we have become part of the glorious organization known as the United Nations, an organization that is bent on making this world a better place.... if any of you would like to join us in our great endevour... please let us know!

Empress Jessica

*The screen cuts off of the usual sophmoric sitcom*

Ladies and Gentlemen, we interupt your regular programing to give you President Jake Featherstone!!!

Featherstone: As we all know, our war against ---America was a complete sucess after they and their people vanished from Erie completely. Today, I wish to anounce a new chapter in our country's legacy. No we're not going to war, we're declairing an alliance with the great nation of Dubelco! (OOC: Assuming they're still interested /OOC)

Anyway, that's about it. Back to your sitcom, "Everyone Loves the White Family!"

*Chantings of "Freedom" as the screen goes black*

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=142086&highlight=

Manarth to host symposium on terrorism in LETI/LOTI.

Excerpt from: Dubelco World News

Alliance with Featherstones America
by: Dan Myers

Elyria-An alliance was signed today between the Confederation of Dubelco and the Confederacy of Featherstones America today. The treaty is to link many economic and trade agreements, as well as defensive measures. Confed is suspected to send diplomats within days to the Confederacy for the beginnings of one of the more prospective alliances today.

***Michaelgrad Eyewitless News Broadcast***
Mike Squarejaw "A group calling itself El-Cosa-Nazi has claimed responsibility for the explosion to MadderMikian government offices. They say they are an international consortium dedicated to the furtherment of the Arryan race. They want to install Arryan leaders in governments around the LETI/LOTI regions and other as yet unnamed regions."

Michelle Blondgoodface "Well, there you have it folks. Another faceless, group claiming to have caused havoc in Government affairs when the explosion was probably sewer gas."

Mike Squarejaw "There you have it, remember you heard it here first. Our motto "Not necessarily the most accurate reporting but entertaining." Back to our regularly scheduled program from Featherstones America "Everyone Loves the White Family!""

*Aleksander watching the satelite feed from Madder mike pulls out his cell phone and decides its time to start in with Kingnerd...*

Aleksander: Pick up the damn phone....

*ring*

Come on....

*ring*

*ring*

::In Eastern Detroit, Mark McMillian II can be seen banging on his satilite laptop::

McMillian: Come on you **** thing, connect! I need information! How am I supposed to run my country if I can't ****ing get linked to my people?

::General Welland walks in::

McMillian: Well? Any news from Izimbeckwi?

Welland: Nothing. Apparently they are just sitting on their hands, as are we.

McMillian: Well, why not do something. Bomb one of their occupied towns or something. ::Computer finally loads:: Bout ****ing time. ::It crashes as soon as he runs a search:: ****ER!!!!

Welland: Oh, and some new terrorist group claimed responsibility for the MadderMike attack. Saunders wanted to talk to you about that.

McMillian: And I'd be glad to if this ****ing thing would load!

Welland: ....

McMillian: Anyway, AutoIngen is hopping mad, because Mike Frod is a possible replacement. You know them and competition, especially the foreign kind. Mr. Erbert personally told me to refuse to acknowlege Frod if he becomes leader. The nerve of that guy!

Welland: Anything else sir?

McMillian: Nah, keep up the good work General.

Mike Frod CEO of Frod Motors, Mike Kingnerd of Mike-O-Soft Software, Mike Hearst newspaper and television mogul, Mike Comstock owner of the majority of gold, uranium, coal, and diamond mines in MadderMike and Clydebank Shipyards and Mike of Mike and Mike Shipping, owners of all the shipping interests in MadderMike were meeting in a secret location deep in the Mikian Alps.

Mike Frod "Gentlemen I think you know that I am the one that should take over the reins of the Government. It was rightfully my fathers turn when Oldsmobile decared himself Prime Minister for life."

Mike Kingnerd "Yes, Mike but I think this time we should have an election for Prime Minister. Let the people decide."

Mike Hearst "You idiot, that is how Presidents are elected not Prime Ministers. We have to get the ruling party of MadderMike to meet in Parliament and decide the head of the party and he will become the Prime Minister."

Mike Comstock "All well and good Hearst old boy but in case you forgot we no longer have a Parliament. I think Kingnerd's idea is a good one. The people will like it and then one of us will rule as always."

Mike of Mike and Mike Shipping was quiet, he wasn't the brains of the operation Em was and she wasn't here. "Better to shut my mouth and have them think I am stupid, then to open it and remove all doubt." He thought.

There was a discreet knock on the door, Kingnerd opens the door a crack and a Master Lackey bows almost to the floor and says "I am sorry to interrupt you sirs but there is an ancient man that claims he belongs in this meeting."

Kingnerd has a puzzled look on his face and asks who is demanding such a priviledge.

The Lackey replies "Mike Oldsmobile Sr. Sr. the former Prime Minister and grandfather of the recently departed Mike Oldsmoble, Prime Minister for Life."

Kingnerd almost replies "That title didn't last long" but thinks better of it and says "Well as the newly appointed Chairman of the Board of Directors of Amalgamated Motors, he does have a rightful seat at this meeting." The lackey disappears for a moment and reappears with a very old man hitching along with a walker and two canes attached.

Mike Oldsmobile inched his way into the opulently furnished room, glaring at Mike Frod and Mike Hearst. He had had his run-ins with both families and there was still some animosity towards each of them.

Mike Kingnerd took it upon himself to explain the proceedings thus far. He went on to explain that El-Cosa-Nazi seems to be a real threat and must be taken seriously.

Oldsmobile was wearing a necklace with a .25 cal semi-automatic of indetermined origin swinging from a loop attached to the hand grip. This being MadderMike no one took notice.

Oldsmobile cleared his throat and began. "I agree that an election would help ease the tensions of the populace. I would support that. " He nods towards Comstock, "Mike Comstock and I go way back I'm sure he will agree won't you, Goldie." The rest of the room looked around nervously, usually anyone that called Comstock that name didn't live long.

Comstock just chuckled and said "Oldsmobile you old gimp, why aren't you selling more of your Bradly Fighting Vehicles?" They both laughed at what was obviously an old private joke.

Hearst said "Ok, lets take it to vote, all in favor of an election raise your hand." Oldsmobile, Comstock and Kingnerd all raised their hands. It was clear that Frod and Hearst were against the Idea and everyone looked at Mike of Mike and Mike shipping. He looked back and forth, wishing that Em was here and then raised his hand.

Hearst "Well it is settled, an election it is." Oldsmobile says "You each run on your own platform and the Amalgamated Motors party will not run this time. My great-grandson is too young to run and my granddaughters are all too caught up in their families. " He continues "I will be the election Judge and in case of a tie I will decide the winner."

As bold as this statement was, no one argued. The old man was frail but immensely popular and even in this room well respected.

Hearst announced "This will go out in all of the papers and TV news tonight. The five of us will run for Elected Prime Minister." He continues "We really should find a better name than that for the Head of State of MadderMike."

Mike of Mike and Mike Shipping "Oh, I don't know I kind of like it."

Meanwhile in a landfill in Edenstein Mike Kingnerd II was shooting rats with his 9mm. He was careful not to step in the green glowing goo that seemed to be seeping from below. He had quit shooting the two and three headed rats as they weren't much challenge. The five and six legged rats, however, were exceptionally fast and a good test of speed and accuracy. The five legged rats that had the extra leg protruding out of their foreheads were much too slow to shoot.

Mike's cell phone went off and he fumbled around to answer it as quickly as he could.

Mike "Hello, oh hi Aleksander, what is going on. WHAT! the government offices of MadderMike were blown up. Oldsmobile is dead. Oh man, that means my dad will be involved in the change of power. What other news do you have?

A nervious young man, wearing a Tshirt that reads "I'm from Manarth. Please don't shoot me!" and twitchingly clutching his .38 snubnose his embassy had handed out after the flight to MadderMike. In his other hand, he clutched a black briefcase.

He had sent a message for Mike of Mike and Mike Shipping to meet him at this Michaelgrad park, under this very clocktower. The fact that it fired Sabot rounds into the air every hour on the hour was a bit disconserting, especially since he'd been nerviously waiting since 3pm. Now it was closer to five, when he had told Mike to meet him.

Young Man: Why did I let Mr. Erbert talk me into this? I've got nothing to do with diplomacy.

He continues to wait for Mike to show up.

Mike of Mike and Mike Shipping was working his way to the Clocktower Park in the middle of Michaelgrad. He had always enjoyed the park even as a kid. The hourly firing of the Sabot rounds was his favorite. Of course it wasn't quite as interesting now that they use blanks.

It was fairly easy to spot the Manarthian, if the Tshirt didn't give him away the death grip on the little snub nosed .38 surely would have.

Mike says "Hi are you the guy Mr. Erbert sent to meet me?. You really have to get a holster for that .38. Here see how I have things arranged."

He opens the front of his blazer and shows the young man the two 9mm semi automatics, one under each arm in quick release holsters. He turns around and lifts the back of his coat and nestled in the small of his back is a .44 magnum Ruger Red Hawk revolver. He turns back around and lifts his pants legs and on one ankle is a .25 semi and the other is a .380.

Mike continues "I usually carry more but I didn't want to frighten you. Come with me and we'll get you fixed up while we talk." Mike directs the young man towards a combination Starblocks Coffee and Gun Emporium.

As they enter the coffeeshop/gun empourium, the nervious man orders a double shot of espresso, and walks over to a lone table far from the crouds. Leaning over to Mike, he pushes the breefcase toward him.

Man: Listen. I understand you're running in an honest to goodness election for "President for Life" or something like that. Mr. Ebert would like you to win. In fact, he'd like to make a contribution to your campaign.

He looks around as he nudges the breefcase again, this time fully onto Mike's side.

==Official Telegram==

To: All Nations of LETI
From: Andaluciae
RE: Invitation

The Andaluciaen military has decided to modernize equipment. The defense ministry has put out an order for 40 Norse II class battleships. As such, we will be decommissioning the Norse I class battleships. This decommissioning would be made easier if any nations would offer to purchase Norse I's at a nominal price of 1.4 billion quintets each (1 billion dollars US). We can offer training and aid to all purchasers.

There will be a dual launching of the first Norse II and the first Luftwaffe class airship. All nations in LETI are invited to send a delegation, to enjoy free refreshments, watch the ceremony and possibly...purchase plans for these weapons platforms.

Thank you and have a nice day.

Mike opened the briefcase and staring him in the face was a lot of money and real gold Kugarrands. Money was one thing Mike understood very well and there was close to a half a million USD in that briefcase.

Mike tried to remember if there was any restrictions on accepting foreign money as campaign contributions. Then he remembered this was the first time a full and open election had ever been held. There was no parliament to pass laws prohibiting anything like this so it must be Ok.

Mike thanked the young man and thought for a moment. He then said "You seem to be an honest and bright young man how would you like to be my campaign manager. My partner Em is over in Clydebank Shipyards overseeing the construction of our 15th container ship and won't be able to help with the campaign. The other partners, Mike and Michelle are in Indian Casino Operator delivering whiskey. This is supposed to be a short election period, two weeks I think, so if you don't like it here after then you can move back to Manarth. What do you say?"

The man smiled weakly.

Man: I wasn't really hired for this, but I was told to do anything that could help you win. Hmm... I'll do it. By the way, my names Gerald Stevens, but my friends call my Ziggy.

He paused for a moment, in thought.

Ziggy: Well, first things first. We need a good way of getting your face out to the people. And we need some endorsements. It's a popular election right? I mean, you have to campaign for all the people, not just the battleground regions, right?

His nervousness has slacked off and he exudes an aura of confidence.

Ziggy: We'll need workers and politickers and appearences on late night TV! And a lot more than a mere 500K as a warchest. I'll put in a wire to Autoingen's holdings in Eastern Detroit. They'll send us something. Plus we can ask for donations and hold fundraisers. Prophet, there's so much to do in two weeks!

He turns to Mike.

Ziggy: I might not mind this place too much after all.

Meanwhile also in Michaelgrad...

Man 1: What exactly are we trying to accomplish here?

Woman: Isn't it obvious, Mr. Mike Wies, the regional VP of their nation... look, I don't know his real title, that's what he's comperable to back home... is planning on supporting Frod in the election. That a**hole knows every major public figure, and he'll convince the population in Frod's favor.

Man 2: ....

Woman: And we can't let that happen.

Man 2: ....

Man 1: Right, so let's do this.

The three people, under the cover of night, sneak into Mike Wies's yard, and creap up to his window.

Man 1: MDT alarm system. Not the best, but good. You got it?

Man 2: <Nods>

The second man fools around with some tools, cutting a hole in the glass and sticking his hand through. Using a small metal plate and some rubber cement, he glues it to part of the alarm.

Man 2: <nods again>

Man 1: Alright, let's do this.

Woman: Just remember, this IS MadderMike, so expect him, his wife, and quite possibly his pet gerbil to be packing heat.

They climb in threw the window and procede upward toward the master bedroom. Finding Weis and his wife asleep, they shoot them in the head with silenced 9mm pistols. Planting the body of Weis's former lover, a 19 year old boy, nearby, suicide note in his hand, they move out of the house. Quickly pulling out, they extract to a local hotel, who's locals react not at all to three armed tourists in black jump suits.

Woman: Okay, with any luck the police think it's a gilted lover syndrome. Next target we hit tomorrow in... where's the map.

Man 2: <shrugs>

Man 1: Got me. Ah, we'll figure it out later, let's get some rest.

*In a base somewhere in DDPP lands.*

Liet.: Alright sir, the last order has been confirmed received. All weapons have been shipped.

Capt.: Good, very good. With the upgrade to the new XM8 from the old M-4/M-16 models, we should progress well.

Liet.: Of course sir. But I have a question?

Capt.: Go ahead?

Liet.: We completely resupplied our entire military with XM8's, where did we send the M-4's and such?

Capt.: Oh, that was McDaniels idea. We sold them to the civilian population throughout the homeland. They fetched quite a good price and we made a bit back.

Liet.: Your kidding sir....

Capt.: Nope. But thats not the important part. At least the first waves that were shipped weeks ago arrived on schedule. The training should be complete. Now we just need to switch over to ordinance production.

Liet.: Ordinance sir? Why, I heard we dropping readiness alert?

Capt.: Not anymore. The way things are going upstairs, we're going to need every last bullet we can get.

::Ruri runs in and informs Corran of Counterpoints latest transmission::

Ruri: And they ask that all nationst join them in the UN.

Corran: The UN? The UN? What!? How long has it been since we've dealt with that problem?

Ruri: Since before I was here.

Luna: Actually the Reichs were the last UN people we had to worry about. These other nations have been worthless.

Corran: Why would Empress Jessica do such a thing? Wasn't that the first thing we told her when she came to us in the early days of her rule?

Luna: Yes. It was.

Corran: Then what happened?

Luna: Well remember she's become a megalomaniac. She tried declaring war on Edenstein earlier, and blamed us for the cause of all of LETI's problems.

Ritsuko: I think we should take her out.

Tempest: I agree! We can't let that go unpunished!

Luna: Wait. That's exactly what she wants. She's not stupid. She knows that the UN is the best way to get to us. She couldn't get to us earlier, so she's doing this to try to pull us in.

Tempest: So? Her nation is much smaller than ours. We could easily take them on.

Ritsuko: Or even just take her out and have them elect a new ruler.

Corran: Woah! Hold on here! Let's not get out of hand. I think we should try diplomacy here first. See if they'll be reasonable.

Ritsuko: F#%* diplomacy! Corran, she doesn't listen to anyone anymore. The nice, sweet ruler that wanted to befriend us has been replaced by an evil despot that supports The Man! The Man Corran!

Corran: Enough! Look, let's have an official meeting regarding this matter. We'll have one amongst ourselves with the rests of our administrators this evening, and we'll invite some other rulers to come discuss things with us tomorrow.

Ritsuko: Will they care? Edenstein feels betrayed by us, Dubelco is on the verge of attacking us. Pax is starting to withdraw from things, Crippleslovenia and Euphoni have gone into complete isolation, Carianada is now a territory of Edenstein, Spinkoslovakia has been ignoring international incidents. And Manarth never did care much about our The Man thing anyway. WHAT'S IT MATTER?

Corran: That's what we're going to find out...

Dubelco is on the verge of attacking us.

OOC: Awe sweet! I thought I was going to be doing nothing for a while. I mean if you really want me to?

High in the Mikian Alps in the little village of Mikeville lives Mike Hefner purveyor of soft core porn to MadderMike. The extensive villa has indoor and outdoor pools, a small vineyard and a world class kitchen.

Hefner one of Mike Frod's senior advisors is watching the latest centerfolds model combination teddys and quick-release shoulder holsters. There are six different girls, the only thing they have in common is they are all air-heads with magnificent bodies.

Hefner "Where is Wies? he was supposed to be here this weekend to discuss the election campain strategy."

The sole redheaded model Micky Mantlepiece adjusts the shoulder holster to great effect. She wispers in a sultry voice "Oh Mike, why do you worry about such things as elections? We should just party on."

Mike Hefner "You are right come over here so I can properly adjust your holster."

Hefner is one of the rare multi-billionaires that still has an above ground compound. The defense system is impressive including advanced Close In Weapons Systems, Infra-red intrusion detection, microwave motion detectors and hard to believe in this country, armed guards.

::At the oficial HO Administrator meeting::

Ritsuko: ...and therefore nobody will be on our side. The more we wait, the more LETI falls into the hands of The Man. We can NOT ::slams her hand on the table:: let them get away with this!

Luna: But don't you see? That's exactly what they want! I guarantee that the only reason she did this was to provoke an attack. She knows full well what our stance on this situation is. By blatantly advertising things and candy-coating them the way she did, she is hoping we'll attack.

Tempest: So why don't we just attack then, and end it all?

Luna: It's a trap. I'm sure of it.

Ritsuko: Oh come on!

Luna: It has to be. I'd be willing to bet she's either got a large nation waiting to back her up, or she's the bait in some scheme.

Bart: So what do you suggest? We just let it go?

Tempest: We can't!

Luna: Remember, we aren't the young, overreacting nation we once were. We don't need to declare war on the entire UN and the nations in it. That would be counterproductive. If you notice, there are other UN nations in LETI that do absolutely nothing.

Bart: So we wait?

Luna: I think so.

Ritsuko: NO! If you wait, she'll go a step further and further. I seem to recall a similar situation where a leader of a nation did things and everyone just waited. Yeah, that was HITLER! NAZIS! DO YOU WANT TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANOTHER HOLOCAUST!?!?!?!?!?

Corran: ::scratches his head:: I don't follow the logic there...

Luna: I say we discuss matters with other nations to get their viewpoint before we make any definitive decision.

::Ritsuko storms out of the room::

Corran: Um, ok then... we'll... uh, do that...

::At the oficial HO Administrator meeting::

Ritsuko: ...and therefore nobody will be on our side. The more we wait, the more LETI falls into the hands of The Man. We can NOT ::slams her hand on the table:: let them get away with this!

Luna: But don't you see? That's exactly what they want! I guarantee that the only reason she did this was to provoke an attack. She knows full well what our stance on this situation is. By blatantly advertising things and candy-coating them the way she did, she is hoping we'll attack.

Tempest: So why don't we just attack then, and end it all?

Luna: It's a trap. I'm sure of it.

Ritsuko: Oh come on!

Luna: It has to be. I'd be willing to bet she's either got a large nation waiting to back her up, or she's the bait in some scheme.

Bart: So what do you suggest? We just let it go?

Tempest: We can't!

Luna: Remember, we aren't the young, overreacting nation we once were. We don't need to declare war on the entire UN and the nations in it. That would be counterproductive. If you notice, there are other UN nations in LETI that do absolutely nothing.

Bart: So we wait?

Luna: I think so.

Ritsuko: NO! If you wait, she'll go a step further and further. I seem to recall a similar situation where a leader of a nation did things and everyone just waited. Yeah, that was HITLER! NAZIS! DO YOU WANT TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANOTHER HOLOCAUST!?!?!?!?!?

Corran: ::scratches his head:: I don't follow the logic there...

Luna: I say we discuss matters with other nations to get their viewpoint before we make any definitive decision.

::Ritsuko storms out of the room::

Corran: Um, ok then... we'll... uh, do that...

::In Edenstein, a young man who works as a janiter at the palace wakes up and gets ready for work on the night shift. The phone rings and he answers.::

Man: Hello?
Voice: Are you ready to do your duty?
Man: Yes.
Voice: You know what to do.

::He goes to work as normal, sweeping the halls. In one of the rooms he rummages through a desk, searching. He takes an object from on of the drawers and hides it in his overalls. After his shift, instead of driving home, he drives directly to the nearest airport, and boards a private jet. The plane takes off and flys west, landing on a tiny island in the pacific several hours later. The plane is met at the landing strip by a group of armed men in suits. The leader steps forward as the man exits the plane.::

Leader: Hello, John.
John: Hello, Loki.
Loki: Did you get it?
John hands over the package: Yes I did.
Loki: Excellent. Soon, we will be avenged.

::Loki turns to a lieutenant::
Loki: Send the message.

::deleted::

It was a rainy day as the Andaluciaen Navy launched it's two newest weapons platforms. The The ANS Broadsword was the first of the Norse II class battleships and the AAS Olympic was to be the first of the Luftwaffe class airships. Somber dignitaries from the government command watched as the new platforms left the commissioning shipyard. As the Broadsword entered the ocean, if one looked out the doors, two of the older Norse I class battleships could be seen cruising, the only two Andaluciae was to keep, chiefly as memorials. Rain fell through the opening in the roof as the Olympic floated out of the facility. After the two ships had left, the Supreme Consul gave a speech, then everyone left.

::Telegram to Counterpoint::

From: The Mayor of West Palm Beach, Gervald Riviero
Re: The UN

I must implore you to reconsider your desision. Our country itself is the perfect example of why not to join the UN. Thanks to a thing that we didn't vote on, we are no longer a true "Anarchy", but instead an actual country with somewhat of a leadership. Fortunately, the leadership is largely a figurehead, but still you are no longer in control of your soverignty as a member of the UN.

The larger corporations of West Palm Beach have sworn to save nations such as your own from the horror of the UN, we just need you to know the true nature of the UN. It is truely a disasterous choice for your country.

Thank you for your time,

"Mayor" Riviero

::Telegram to Counterpoin::

From: Andaluciae
RE: The UN

Counterpoint, the UN is not a international organization, it is an international government. The UN decides what a nation's government should do. It has passed so many resolutions that member nations cannot even breathe.

The UN will only result in the downfall of your nation. It will force you to do whatever it dictates.

Thank you:

William Brandt, Andaluciaen Supreme Consul

After a long rest, Manarthian forces once again emerge from their defensive possitions in Viertzenmousenwieble in Izimbeckwi, and advance towards the next town up...

3rd Mobile Infantry
5th Light Infantry
8th Armored
82nd Air Cavalry
87th Air Cavalry

The above divisions are advancing on the well dug in possitions of Izimbeckwi troops in the north.

The Andaluciaen Shipyards at Andrewtinople began construction on the next six Norse II class battleships. Thanks to the high speed automation, these ships will be assembled in record time. A similar situation is occuring at the Pontburg shipyards on the northern islands. These 13 ships should be done in [one week real world time].

The Fijarian government is interested in purchasing some of these Norse I class battleships. Tell us the price and the specifications, and we will get back to you.

ADM Dewey Chief of MadderMIkian Naval Operations, is sitting in his well appointed office on the MadderMikian Naval Base on the southern peninsula. "Megalomania, I like the ring of that, that shall be the name of our newest Oldsmobile class carrier".

Mike of Mike and Mike Shipping is pleased with himself on selecting his new camapign manager, Ziggy Stevens. He didn't think he had much of a chance of winning the election. Mike Frod had a huge head start and most of the populace thought he got screwed out of being Prime Minister. But what the heck, stranger things have happened in MadderMike.

Mike while not the brightest has incredible luck. The whole Mike and Mike Shipping really took off when someone blew up their little 100 ton shipper in the harbor of Indian Casino Operator. The crazy Indians gave him enough money to buy a real ship. Finding Em and Michelle was another stroke of luck, they were out of work and the Mikes brought them on to help with shipping. Turns out they are excellent businesswomen and grew the shipping business to astronomical proportions. So even if this guy Ziggy is able to get Mike elected he knows Em will really run the country.

Mike sits down to a game of Grand Theft Auto, MadderMike version, gets totally into the game and shoots a hole in his monitor before he remembers it is just a PC game.

*In the Counterpointian throne room*

Jessica: I can't understand why these other nations have an adversion to the UN.... its not evill it truly gives the nations a chance...

*Random underling dressed in a thong and black leather chaps walks up*

Underling: Empress.. here are your messages.. *hands stack of Anti UN messages*

Jessica: (Obviously outraged) HOW DARE THEY!!!!! TRYING TO DEFEAT OUR SOVEREIGNTY!!!!

Underling: It appears so...

Jessica: I CAN'T BELIVE THEM!!!! *throws hormonal rage* Ok... we'll have a United Nations Wow Campaign...

Underling: I'll make it so...

*On all the LETI Networks a message appears with puppy dogs and kittens, and then a picture of the UN flag*

TV: The UN... an organization to help the world... they support kittens... you like kittens... and what about puppies? you arn't against puppies are you?

*The screen goes to a picture of a Puppy, and then a soldier wearing a Dubelcan Military outfit hold a gun to the puppies head and blows its brains on the ground*

Announcer: See what happens when you don't join the UN?

*Screen goes to a light blue screen with the UN symbole on it, on the bottom in small letters says United Nations WoW, sponserored by Counterpoint*

McMillian: ::Watching Counterpoint Commercial:: Hm... Well, I do like kittens, but puppys grow up into big vicious dogs... Oh well, I've learned my lesson from the history texts. Supporting either side'll lead to war.

::He turns off the comerical and sits back down at a desk he's been using since his stay in Eastern Detroit::

McMillian: It's nice to be out of Manarth. Too bad my countrymen here don't want to be part of our United Republics. Prophet forsaken protestors...

::Dimly, he can hear the sound of a mob outside the gates of his temporary office and residence, formerly one of the Ayatollah's palaces::

McMillian: ::Notices something on his list of important events:: Wait a minute! Featherstones America and Dubelco! You've got to be kidding me! They're in control of DPM's former land! They're our missile defense shield! ::he pauses, shocked:: We're sitting ducks...

::He picks up his intercom::

McMillian: Get me the military! I want some sort of idea what we might be dealing with!

Secretary: Yes Mr. Prime Minister.

McMillian: Prophet help us if Dubelco figures out what kind of power they have now. I just hope they don't have the balls or the brains to know what to do with it.

Announcer: We interupt this broadcast of "Everyone Loves the White Family" to bring you an important update.

::FANN (Featherstone's America News Network) logo flashes::

Craig Smith: Hello y'all! Today the leader of FA, Jake Featherstone has announced that our glorious nation has traided military bases with Dubelco. We have gained 3 bases in Eastern Detroit in exchange for one naval base in former DPM territory near the St. Lawrence and one army base near New Sequoya.

Freedom!

Announcer: We now return you to your regularly scheduled programing...

McMillian: Oh hell.

The Andaluciaen Chancellory...

Chancellor Schmied: Sir, Counterpoint has been broadcasting pictures of kittens and puppies like crazy all around the region. They are trying to get others to support their cause.

Supreme Consul Brandt: Well we don't need to worry about that, seeing as our people don't give the slightest as far as puppies and kittens are concerned, but the other nations of LETI...

Schmied: Sir, I suggest that pull a retaliatory commercial, only this time we show the true side of the UN.

Brandt: Yes, only use the Breakthrough IV transmitter...


The massive antennae on the Andaluciaen intel ships spread around LETI were deployed and the broadcast began...

(UN symbol on a light blue background)
voice 1: Recently you have seen ads which claim that the UN is a good organization, fighting for justice peace and kittens...

(blue background turns blood red)
voice 2: But the truth is very different...

(shots of UN resolution history)
voice 1: These resolutions the UN demands all member nations follow, for example, there is a resolution demanding all nations accept gay marriage, and another limiting military size...

(shots of UN soldiers storming houses)
voice 2: If any resolution is broken the UN will retaliate...

(screen flashes through line of incendiary pictures involving the UN resolutions)
voice 1: Do you want this for your nation? No you don't, fight for your nations right to decide its future for itself, do not support the UN. Support self determination and national sovreignity. Stand for your right to decide.

screen fades to black, commercial is replayed in 30 minutes all across LETI.

In MadderMike citizens are outraged at the latest Pro UN broadcast from CounterPoint. They have been calling what's left of the Government offices and every TV station. Their biggest complaint is the ineptitude of the Dubelco soldier. Most quotes are in the vein "What poor marksmen, he held that puppy and shot it, didn't give it a running chance, my four year old could do that blindfolded."

Mike Oldsmobile Sr. Sr. de facto head of state until the election, appears on the major television networks. "I have seen the latest news reports from Counterpoint showing the Dubelco soldier shooting a puppy while holding it. I know this shows utter contempt for the MadderMikian ethic of "Fair Play" and I have drafted an official Communiqué to Dubelco asking for clarification." He goes on to say "Shooting puppies is a despicable act of cowardice. As you know we let the abandoned puppies grow up until they can be used in the Junk Yard Dog portion of the annual pistol competition." He finishes the broadcast with "I will keep you posted on these international incidents until we get to the bottom of this."

Just before the press conference fades to black, Oldsmobile's voice can be heard "We were about 125,000 for smartest citizens in the world according to the latest UN poll, we can't expect the citizens to be fooled we must expose the truth."

::In homes all over LETI, the Aldovarian crest appears on television screens::

Announcer: And now a special address from Dark Regent Ximinez of Aldovar.

:: Ximinez's head and shoulders fade in before the crest ::

Good evening. As Sovereign of Aldovar, and a loyal and jingoistic resident of LETI, I, Ximinez, implore you to remember why we no longer have kittens and puppies in our region. Remember the rabies outbreak 20 years ago! Remember that all cute little doggies and pussy cats, beloved pets and companions, turned on us, infecting us with their sickness and even taking our loved ones from us! Now the UN wants to bring them back? I for one will not put up with this blatant disregard to our deceased! 40 million victims of the Rabid Plague, and the UN disgraces them like fraternity drunkards going gravestone tipping in a cemetary! I say we give Counterpoint an ultimatum! 48 hours to withdraw or face expulsion! Join me in honoring the memory of our deceased! Thank you.

:: Fades to black::

Announcer: We now return to the regularly scheduled program

:: All over LETI, phone lines become tied up as energized citizens begin calling their government representatives, demanding that something be done about the UN.::

To: Andaluciae

Join me in creating excellence.

--XIMINEZ :twisted:

For Madder Mike:

Aleksander: This afternoon the Emperor will be making a speech, we are taking him out... we need some uprising from your people.

*Later that day the Emperor appears out on the balcony to speak to the masses that always seem to be assembled outside of the palace*

Emperor Ed: Comrades! I come to you today to bring you Edensteins view on Counterpoint... Although Counterpoint has joined in Leauge with the MAN... they have not done anything to our nation or threatened our soverignty... therefore Edenstein is going to continue to moniter the situation and continue our posture of containment towards Counterpoint.

Although other nations in the region are calling for Counterpoints expulsion, what right do we have to challenge her sovereignty an her choice in joining with the MAN. Therefore, Edenstein will not support any attempt to make counterpoint leave. Because in doing so wouldn't that then turn us into the the people that we are against.

*the rabble of people in the square mumble when a shot rings out from one of the buildings near the square... the Emperor then clasps his chest and falls to the floor, Edenstein gaurds grab him and pull him back into the palace*

*Empress Jessica watching the speech on television is agast when the bullet rips through the chest of the emperor and her jaw drops, she turns off the television and sits back in her chair and calls foward her lacky*

Lacky: Yes Mam...
Jessica: I want you to send some flowers and a ham to Emperor Ed.... if he's still alive that is..... I don't want those non-UN bastards to think that I'm a cold hearted Ice Princess....
Lacky: But you are..
Jessica: Well.... I don't want them to know that just yet.....

::Mark Wetherby, a reporter for Manarth News Network, is on the ground in Edenstein::

Wetherby: That's right, Confelly. We're getting reports now from some of the people who saw the Emperor shot...

No word yet on the assassin, but it seems that the Emperor is infact dead. I'm getting a lot of information from bystanders, and all of it points to his death...

Here's a Edensteinian Colonel. Colonel! Care to comment on the condition of Emperor Ed?

Random Edenstein Army Colonel: I saw it happen, I don't know how he'd survive this. From what I've been hearing, he's already dead.

Wetherby: There you have it, a high ranking officer has said it here. Emperor Ed is infact no more. We can only speculate who the next Emperor of Edenstein will be. By birthright it falls to Emporess Carolyn, who will hold it in trust for her firstborn, but will someone in office make their move. Stay tuned to Manarth News Network for our continuing coverage of Edenstein: Disaster in Motion. Back to you, Confelly

*The televisions in the region display a light blue screen with the UN Logo on it, it then flashes to a scene of a small girl holding a lollypop, dressed in her finest sunday clothes being led down the street by her mother*

Voive over: A world with the UN, a mother and her child walk down the street without a care in the world, they have just come from sunday church and are discussing the small childs world,

Child: Mommy Mommy! When I grow up I want to mary a prince!
Mother: Ohhh.. how sweet hunny!
Child: Yes and we'll have a big wedding and there will be horsies and royalty from all over the world?
Mother: Well I sure hope that his family is going to pay for it..

Voice Over: Pleasent isn't it? Well now how about a world without the UN...

*The child and mother continue walking down the street when the child steps on a slighlty raised portion of concrete, an explosion instantly vaporises the mother and the child is flung into a on-coming car, most of the building next to where the landmine went off is missing Rescue workers appear on the scene and attend to the child who is clinging to life*

Child: Mommy.. I just wanted my very own prince... *she dies with one last gasp..

Voice Over: The UN has eliminated Land Mines from widespread use.... And ended senseless death, unlike this last scene has showed....

*the screen flashes back to the UN Logo*

Voice Over: The UN, making the world safe for everyone...

*at the bottom of the screen, in small letters it says UN WoW campaign, sponsered by Counterpoint*

::HO Channel 2 News, simulcast on LETI Channel 5::

Tom: Wow Diane, today we've certainly got regional coverage!

::The camera turns to Diane who is wearing a sports bra in the shape of LETI::

Diane: Regional coverage indeed Tom! Today Holy Empror Corran is makinga speech to the entire region on the issue of Counterpoint's most recent actions. We now bring you live to Yggdrasil Square in Fei Fong Wong!

::On the balcony of the Hence Palace, Corran steps out and looks at the gathered crowd. He wears a stern face, but appears to be calm and in control. Luna and Laura stand behind him on the balcony. Corran raises his arms and speaks::

Corran: Laides and gentlemen, fellow Hencemen and LETIans everywhere. I come to you today to tell you the truth. The truth about the UN. The UN-an organizatino easily associated with taking away the sovreignty of independent nations and a supressor-is more dangerous than you think. For the UN, in fact, is run secretly by an elusive character known only as The Man. The Man has been behind the UN's agressions and policies for years and years, as far back as our own ancient Druid times. That's right! The UN didn't even exist in those days. But The Man lived then in other ways. It is yet to be discovered if The Man is the same The Man referred to in our ancient documents, but the effects and the motives are the same.

Now I come to you today to tell you this truth, but wait! I do not mean this as a means of declaring war on another nation, or even using any force to cause UN nations to give up their membership. No! If we were to use force, than we would be no better off than The Man himself! It is unfortunate that a similar situation to this caused The Great LETI War, a war that actually started because ofother reasons, but whose roots were in the UN and The Man's oppression. Ladies and gentlemen of LETI, we must be reasonable! We must treat our Counterpoint friends as such, and not as enemies! We must try to work together to get them to see the light! For indeed they have fallen under the powerful spell of The Man! And it is our duty as sovereign nations and leaders to help Empress jessica see the light, not through force but through reason and logic! We...

::An old man with white hair in a mullet, glasses, and a tail coat scurries out and whispers something to Luna whose eyes immediately gorw. She starts to tremble and she walks up to Corran. Corran is caught off-hand and Luna whispers something to him. Corran turns white, then slowly turns back to the crowd::

Corran: Umm... uh, ladies and gentlemen, I, I, must now end this session. Tragedy has struck in Edenstein. Emperor Ed has been shot... I, I, I certainly hope and pray he survives. Th... th, that is all. ::He turns and runs back into the palace followed by the others::

Brokejaw: Hey! You didn't even take any questions! How am I going to get my Pulitzer if you don't ask any questions? Hey! HEY! HEY!!!!!!!!

::commercial break::

*The television screen interupts regular broadcasting throughout the Confed television area. James is seen sitting behind his desk.*

James: People of Dubelco and of LETI, I come before you tonight with many new ideas from your government. Today marks the first official day of our new alliance with The Confederate States of Featherstones America.
This new alliance grants us many new oppurtunities for Dubleco and its citizens. With trade and military rights in the works, citizens may now go to F.A. with our airlines at cheaper prices. Our military expansion now gives us bases in our neighbor LOTI. Two bases have already been arranged. In exchange for this we are granting 2 bases in Eastern Detroit to them. This exchange is for the best, and will make for a greater confederation.

Secondly, Counterpoint has recently declared its UN status and its stance. While the UN has never affected us directly, we do not stand for many of its laws and guidelines. While some call for her expulsion, we do not have a stance on this matter as she has done nothing to us, and quite frankly I don't care, so none of you all should either. Moving on...

Emperor Edward Romanov of Edenstein was shot during a speech on his balcony today. While no one has distinct news if he is dead or living, the camera shots and bystander reports do not look promising. Knowing Ed myself personally, I am saddened at this attack on my friends life. This is dark day for Edenstein and Dubelco feels your pain. Know that at any time Dubelco will do whatever it can to help, all you need is to ask.

My good people, our country is prospering and we are now stronger than ever. We have risen to the tops of LETI where we once were an insignifigant speck. Many nations have risen and fallen, and we have not even reached our peak. Our time in LETI is upon us. From one end of the lake to the other our reach holds true, as we extend it into LOTI. We shall rise to new heights. Fear not my breatheren, our time has come.

::McMillian is watching the News as a comerical for the UN comes on::

McMillian: Blatent appeal to emotion. Keep tugging on their heart strings like that and they are going to piss off a lot of people. One thing I've learned as a politician is that nothing invites as much anger as something without much logic and a lot of emotion.

::The Eastern Detroitian prostetute he's in bed with mutters something and goes back to sleep::

McMillian: Seriously. All they're going to accomplish with this is to get a lot of people riled up one way or another. No intellectual debate, nothing but yelling and destruction.

Prostetute: ::Snorts and rolls over::

McMillian: They should be stating more facts, and less sob stories about puppies and princes. I mean Prophet without a Name! These people are...

Wetherby: I'm here live with continuing coverage of Edenstein: Disaster in Motion.

::McMillian sits bolt upright::

McMillian: What's this?

Wetherby: It has been just 2 hours now since Emperor Ed has been sent to the great beyond, and the state is in pandemonium. Without the Emperor's right hand man and woman, no one in charge is quite sure of what to do.

McMillian: I'm sorry honey, but I've got to go. The money is on the table, one of the guards will help you find your way out.

::He grabs his pants and boxers off a nearby chair and rushes out, forgetting his shirt in his haste::

McMillian: I've got to get my people on this right now!

*All over the region, The television is interupted as A tall blonde woman appears on the screen.. she is surrounded by a few advisors most noticably a man holding a sniper rifle*

Sophia: Goodevening LETI.... As you know Emperor Edward Romanov has been asasinated.... AVALANCHE is taking full.. Credit for this murder.. no longer will the tyranical opression of Emperor Ed and his rule cast a shadow over this region...

All hail the new era in the LETI region!

Finaly Empress Jessica.. I hope this furthers your goals in this region....

*the screen cuts out and back to the original program*

::In his secret lair Sgt. Slotter talks with Smucker::

Slotter: This is the perfect opportunity. I want you to somehow get into the symposium and do something simliar to what Larry and Eugene and Barret did the last time this occured.

Smucker: A terrorist attack during an aniti-terrorist sympoium? Don't you think it'll be impossible? The lock summit was for other purposes, and this appears to be less available. They won't just let anybody in.

Slotter: Then you'll have to find a LETI nation that's not going and act as their representatives...

Smucker: But who?

::Eddie runs in:: Sir! It appears Emperor Ed has just been shot! And the Edenstein copy group Avalanche has taken credit for it! They say it will be to Counterpoint's advantage!

Slotter: I don't F$#&g believe this!! Why? How do they get the people that get the job done? WHY? We CAN'T let this happen! Well, Smucker, Eddie, find John and Will and get over to that symposium. You HAVE to do something! So that WE can take the TRUE credit for it! I somehow don't think the other group really was responsible, just like last time... there's something fishy going on around here....

Smucker: But still? What nation shall we go as?

Slotter: GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ::He walks over and turns on a camera that interrupts the LETI News. He stands so only his sillouette is seen::

Slotter: Ladies and gentlemen, We are Avalanche. The true, the one, the ONLY Avalanche. Do not believe these lies you hear. For WE are the ones responsible for this shooting. And in fact, it is not the only thing we have in mind. Around the region, our operatives are in place. Nobody is safe... ::He turns off the camera. His subordinate Link Jeffries scratches his head::

Link: Umm, sir. Won't that make it harder for Smucker and the others to sneak in?

Slotter: Perhaps, but I couldn't afford NOT to do that... At least now there will be some doubt sown into the minds of LETIans...

::Special Report From Manarth News Network::

Confelly: We have two tapes in now...

Wallace: Now for the tapes...

::Tape 1, shows a man in full desert gear. His accent is Eastern Detroitian, though the background is of Edenstein::

Man: Praise Allah! The infidel supporter Emperor Ed has finally been killed by Detroitians. Let this be a message to all that support of Manarth and Dubelco will not be tollerated in this new age!

Wallace: That's about the gist of tape one. Now tape 2...

::Tape 2, shows three Kusoans, sitting around a fire in the hills::

Kusoan: Now you all see what the price of supporting the CoC gets you. I hope no other nation is as foolhearty as they are to support Manarth...

Confelly: Well you can clearly see two distinct groups claiming responsiblility. Now back to Wetherby.

*Empress Carolyn sitting in her tanning bed somwhere in the Palace, informed of the assasination*

Carolyn: Is he dead?
Lacky: I don't know.... we havn't been informed of his condition yet. As of now you are in charge of the nation....
Carolyn: But but... what about Ulonov and Zofia? Tell them that they can run the country for right now... and umm.. I'm gonna go hide... *she pukes and then runs down to her new bomb shelter in the bottom of the building*

Lacky: I can see where this is going with Zofia and Ulonov

Double post

*The Chief is watching the news from its ENN affiliate in Edenstein*

Chief: (To Lacky) This is our chance to get back on top and discredit ENN!!!!
I want the boys down in PR to get some reporters dressed in ENN outfits in the field.. I want them to take credit for killing the Emperor..

Lacky: *Writing everything down* What is their motivation

Chief: *thinking* They wanted to raise their ratings.. wasn't it a little suspicious they had their cameras at just the right angle as to not get the shooter? BRILLIANT!!! I want it on within the hour...

*Ed Dubiel and Carolyn Baker sitting back at their old desk appear on the nightly news*

Ed: Goodevening Leti this is Ed Dubiel
Carolyn: And I am Carolyn Baker
Ed: And we are bringing you a LETI News Exclusive, we have obtained a tape from the vile news agency known as Edenstein News showing that they are actually behind the assasination... lets watch!

*Three reporters with a Large ENN Symbole behind them are sitting around a table, a large bore sniper rifle is sitting on the table*

Reporter one: Yeah, nice kill.. right in the chest... I couldn't of done better
Reporter two: Yeah... nice shot.. I'm glad that those dubelcans trained ya
Reporter three: Yeah.. what can I say.. it was an easy kill... I'm just glad that the two of you where right there to cover it.. nice angles.. you can see the blood splattering on the wall.. This will surely help our ratings!

*Screen flashes back to Ed and Carolyn*

Carolyn: I think that is all we need to see.. these dispicable acts can not go unpunished! And we'll have more after the break!

*Screen goes to commercial*

*The station chief stands off to the side*
Chief: BRILLIANT!!! WE'RE BACK ON TOP!!! RATINGS ARE THE HIGHEST SINCE THE WAR!!

::LETI pirate radio broadcast::

Voice: People of LETI, today a great favor was done for you. Today we, the oppressed, the downtrodden, the wronged people of LETI, have risen up against the tyrants that rule the region! Today, The LETI Covenant has assassinated the emperor of Edenstein! Tomorrow brings a new dawn and a new sun will rise above LETI. We have set LETI free!!! Now, all nations may celebrate in this new era of freedom!!!!

::End Broadcast::

::A tiny island in the east pacific.::

Lieutenant: Sir, the message has been sent.
Loki: That will do for now. Those damn fools! I wonder who really did it. ::Looks at the brown package tacken from the Edenstein Palace:: You know it becomes hard to blackmail someone WHEN THEY'RE DEAD. Well, maybe claiming responsibility will salvage some of our plans...

*The Edenstein News Chief sits at his desk when a lacky comes in*

Lacky: Sir! LETI News has blamed us for the assasination.. *pops tape into wall to see the news cast*

Chief: Hmm intresting... go ahead with the news but add this..... *scribbles something down on a piece of paper*

*The ENN Logo flashes on the screen and Staphani Schuster sits at the news desk*

Schuster: I am Stefani Schuster reporting for Edenstein News...

Tonights top story, Emperor Edward Romanov has been shot, while giving a speech on the balcony of the palace.

*Goes to footage of the Emperor being shot on the balcony and then flashed back to Schuster*

No word yet on the condition of the Emperor..

*She shuffles some papers*

Immediatly after the shooting assorted terrorist organizations have come out of the wood working.to claim responsibility for the event, this list includes,

AVALANCHE of Edenstein
AVALANCHE
Kusa
Eastern Detroit Rebles
A group known as LETI Covenant

And even our own Edenstein News has been accused of the assasination, but we now bring you newly uncovered evidence as to the purpotrators of this grave crime,

*The screen flashes to earlier, it shows the Emperor going down... as soon as he goes down the camera goes wild and slight black line flashes on the screen for a split second and the camera focus's on a figure on top of a building, wearing a suit and holding a sniper rifle, the camera zooms in and the man is wearing a LETI news patch on his shoulder*

Schuster: I think that is all the evidence we need to see... Goodnight LETI and may your prayers be directed towards the Emperor tonight.

In Edenstein

Mike Kingnerd II had just received the communiqué from Aleksander, he quickly gets on his laptop and initiates the master sequence to begin flashing a subliminal message to 12,000 loyal members of the Mike-O-Soft users group.

***********One half hour later***********
10,000 protesters show up in the same square where Emperor Ed was shot, they are chanting "Free Elections, Free Elections, Now is the time for Democracy"

*In Edenstein Square, Rumpsfeel comes out on the balcony, the blood of the Emperor still wet all over, he is wearing full body armor*

Rumpsfeel: What in the hell are you talking about!!! We let you people elect the Duma! What more do you want? *He ducks as fruit is chucked at him*

Ok thats it...

*The military riot control is dispatched and attempts to quell the protest*

*The Samsylvannia Palace*

Sammek: Holy Shit!

Jackson: I know!

Sammek: Holy Shit!

Jackson: I know!

Sammek: Holy Shit!

Jackson: Okay that's enough.

Sammek: This is a grave day in LETI. Telegram Edenstein and offer any support we can give them. And some ice cream. Send them some ice cream. If the emperor survives, he'll probably want some. I know I would.

General Hammond: Sir, I've put our military on full alert, just in case this isn't an isolated incident. The Master Chief here will be your personal security until this blows over.

Sammek: And who the hell are these LETI Covenant bastards and why are they in our region? And the two Avalanches? Who the hell are they. I really haven't been paying attention.

Jackson: Didn't you get the memo?

Sammek: Well yeah...it's just...well you just didn't tell me I had to read it!

Jackson: Here I'll find you a copy...

Sammek: Actually I have it right...

Jackson: I'll make sure it gets sent again.

Sammek: No but I've...

Jackson: You've really got to remember to look at these memos before you throw them away.

Sammek: No you're not listening to...you know what, forget it. General, find out who really did this. I don't trust those news hounds. Go over the tapes with a fine tooth comb. Find out if they've been tampered with. Get to the bottom of this.

In Edenstein

Mike Kingnerd II is watching the unfolding drama in the plaza below. He is on the fourth floor of an office building owned by his dad, Mike Kingnerd owner and CEO of Mike-O-Soft software company. The building houses the tech support staff of Mike-O-Soft software. Mike thinks this is a brilliant by his dad to move support out of country to contol costs. The fact that this is a nation of Linux users trying to support Mike-O-Soft software is icing on the cake.

Mike sees the military riot control move into the square and there is a surge of rioters moving towards the riot control MPs. He is waiting for the gunfire to erupt when he realizes the 10,000 protesters are completely unarmed! "What kind of barbaric country is this, they will be slaughtered down there." He comments to one of the support people.

The MPs are moving the crowd slowly and there is much back and forth. Mike is waiting for the MPs to open up on the hapless protesters when he sees them using riot batons and tear gas. He shakes his head in disbelief. This would be a perfect way to eliminate the protest, those idiots are unarmed. This certainly won't happen in MadderMike when the election gets into full swing.

In MadderMike

Mike's (of Mike and Mike Shipping) campaign is taking off. Ziggy is amazingly adept at running an election campaign. Mike has slick full page ads in all the major newspapers, full 30 second spots on TV and has had two full minutes during the immensely popular "Everybody Loves the White Family"

Mike Frod is talking with his senior advisor, Mike Hefner, on the cell phone "I can't believe Weis got caught in a love triangle right now when we need him the most." The news of the suicide/murder rocked Frod's camp and the latest polls showed Frod's popularity waning. Hefner suggests showing Frod and Hefner's latest centerfolds playing "Shoot the immigrant". Frod thinks about it and decides not to, as most of the immigrants now have the right to vote.

::In Dovaria Grand Castle Alpha Command Center::

Ximinez: No, rewind it more. He's still laying on the ground there.

:: The Dark Regent sits in the center of the cavernous, sparsely-lit room on an ornate pewter throne equipped with armrest-mounted touchscreen controls and surround sound speakers hidden in the red velvet headrest. On the main display, satellite video of Emperor Ed's assassination is being reviewed by Ximinez and his senior staff. ::

Ximinez: There! That's it!

:: An overhead view of Emperor Ed fills the screen. Notable is a silvery haze in front of the felled leader...a cloud of his blood. ::

Ximinez: If I'm not mistaken, this means he was hit from behind. Cardinal Fang, do you concur?

Fang: Indeed, my lord. Unfortunatey we cannot see who is behind the emperor. The camera angle just barely got the front of the balcony. We're lucky to have Ed in there.

Ximinez: Let me know as soon as our informants check in. I want to know who was on that balcony!

::The Regent stands and walks out of the room::

Wetherby: I have word now from a senior Edenstein official that asks not to be identified that Emperor Ed is infact alive and... faked his death in order to leave his wife Carolyn and shack up with his new love, Emporess Jessica of Counterpoint.

The official goes on to say, "That's the only reason I could think of for his recent anouncement on the UN."

Obviously do to the slowdown in news we're willing to show any crackpot theory to the populance, isn't that right Confelly?

Confelly: Um...

Wetherby: This is MNN with continueing coverage of Edenstein: Disaster in Motion.

==Three girls are sitting in a locker room, all three are wearing cheerleader outfits and have their hair in pigtails.. their pom poms are laying on the floor next to them==

Girl 1: HeHeHeHe boy... Billy looks really cute today!!!!
Girl 2: Yes Yes! He is soooo fine! He's Captain of the football team!!!!
Girl 3:=Pulls out her Barbie Digital Organizer= Girls... it appears that that old guy.. ummm...... Ed...... he's been shot.....
Girl 2: He's not Billy though!!!!
Girl 3: I know but... he's dead... and the girl squad hasn't taken credit for anything lately...
Girl 1: We've been doing cheerleading though.......
Girl 3: I know.... but we need to do something...
Girl 1/2: Like billy!!!!! =they both giggle uncontrolably=
Girl 3: =Scowls at the other two girls= GET READY!!!! NOW!!!

=From the school AV room they turn on the equipment=

=All over the region the TV's change to the three girls in their outfits standing in the AV room=

Girl 3: Greetings LETI! We have been quiet for to long!! We must let you know who was really behind the assasination of that old guy... umm..... well the one that got killed..

Girl 1/2: Not Billy!!!! =giggle=

Girl 3: You too hush! So.... yeah... we just wanted to let you know who the real masterminds in the region are.... The Tempestia High GIRLS!!!!

Girl 1: Make sure you guys come see our cheer competition!!!!
Girl 2: And watch Billy play football!!!

=all three giggle as the screen fades out=

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In the Supreme Consul's office

Braun: What?

aide: Someone killed Emperor Ed of Edenstein.

Braun: Has anyone taken responsibility?

General Quand: Yessir, several nations and organizations have already done so.

Bruan: Well then, I need Jamison to fire off a communique to Edenstein, Quand I need to talk to you about security, if it was an international group, then they might try for me as well, and I don't like being dead.

Quand: Yessir.

Once again the Andaluciaen Breakthrough system is activated at the orders of General Quand, and it begins broadcasting...

UN symbol

voice 1: You have heard the claims made about the UN's rules involving land mines. You think that lives are saved by this rule.

the symbol turns blood red

voice 2: Well, then you are wrong.

scenes clearly from a military occupation somwhere. Soldiers storm houses, killing people.

voice 1: These are scenes from a small nation. A nation with minimal defenses. When they were invaded by a large nation, they could not stop the swarms of troops with conventional weapons...

hordes of infantry bursting over barriers overwhelming the defenders

voice 2: But, it has been shown that these horde tactics can be defeated with the tactical use of landmines.

same horde attack, but this time being blown up by an unseen foe, landmines

voice 1: A nation's existence can be saved, and the suffering of millions can be prevented, with such a simple device.

picture of a big country

voice 2: The nations that propose these rules are regional delegates, and therefore invariably big nations, who use the UN for their own personal power, with no regard for smaller younger nations

back to blood red UN symbol.

voice 1: when thinking about the UN, remember, is it better for a few to suffer needlessly than for the whole to suffer needlessly?

fades to black.

*The Edenstein Seal appears on the TV and then it flashes to Secretary of State Rumpsfeel, although he is inside standing behind a podium, he is still wearing full riot gear and flack jacket*

Rumpsfeel: Goodevening LETI, I bring you an update tonight on the situation, as of right now we are not releasing any information on the state of the Emperor... all that we are saying is that he recieved a shot to the chest... we are conducting tests on video aquired from various news agencys and from the wound the deduce where the bullet came from, and we feel confident that we will find the purp.... I have time for a few questions... *points*

reporter 1: Jan Blather LETI News channel 5, what of the multitude of terrorist organizations that have taken credit for the assasination....

Rumpsfeel: We feel that most of them are just two bit groups that are trying to take advantage of a national tradgedy... next question

reporter 2: Farbra Walters LETI News Channel 5 and ENN channel 3, who is in charge of the country now that the emperor is out of the picture?

Rumpsfeel: Well... technicly Empress Carolyn is in control.. but she has gone into hiding to protect the heir... so stewardship of the country will fall to either Admiral Ulonov or Lt Zofia.

Any other questions?

Arch Duke Balder - I would like to announce our creation in Lake Ontario and annouce our alliance with Featherstone's America, at the moment we are trying to open diplomatic relations with their ally Dubelco, thank you all goodnight.

At the Andaluciaen Capitol building 2 of the Andaluciaen flags are hauled down to half mast. The third flag is completely hauled down and replaced with the flag of Edenstein.

At the Rumpsfeel Press Conference

A bloodied and bandaged man with a fresh cast on his arm raises his good arm and shouts "Secretary Rumpsfeel, Secretary Rumpsfeel is it true that you used excessive force against the Free Election protesters today? And is it true that El-Cosa-Nazi has claimed responsibility for the murder of Emporer Ed?"

*Official Telegram from Edenstein*

To: Government of Andalucaie
From: Empress Carolyn
Re: Loss

I would like to personaly thank the entire nation of Andalucaie for their support in these trying times, and the raising of the Edenstein flag over your capital building was very touching. I hope that whoever continues the leadership in Edenstein will look highly upon the bonds that have been forged between our two countries.

Empress Carolyn

***At the press conference***

*Rumpsfeel looks at the man and scoffs*

Rumpsfeel: You must be from madder mike..... but no, Edenstein is not cruel to its citizens, it was a peaceful protest.. so the government used peaceful means to break it up... tear gas and riot batons.. one man was ingured when a rubber pellet shattered his lower femur.... And yes El-Cosa-Nazi claimed responsibilty... but so didn't every other two bit terrorist group in the region.... we are currently trying to sort out the situation..
*looking at injuries to man*

Didin't they tell you that chainsaws where not ment for grooming?

Next question

Wetherby: Mr. Wetherby, Manarth News Network. Mr. Rumpsfeel, is it true that you killed the Emperor with Zofia and Ulonov out of the country in order to take control yourself? And if so did you hire WPB mercenaries to carry out the hit?

Myers: Daniel Myers, Dubelco Channel 5. Who WILL take control? Zofia is technically 2nd in command. But if martial law was to be instituted would not Ulonov be in charge?

::In the streets of Waka Laka, a few college students are sitting around grumbling about the state of affairs::

Student 1: You know, every time I turn around our government's forcing us to take more classes and more tests and everything. I think that sucks! Don't you agree Chuck?

Chuck: Yeah Andy. Why do they have to do this to us all the time?

Student 3: Well, I guess we really can't complain since most colleges outside HO charge more in one semester than HO colleges charge in 4 years...

Chuck: Shut up Scott, we can still complain. It's stupid! They should just leave things alone instead of tinkering with it!

Andy: Yeah! And why are our taces so freaking high? I feel like I give every penny I make back to the freaking government!

::Another student runs out a building to where the group is sitting::

Student 4: Hey guys! I just heard Emperor Ed's been shot, there's riots all over Edenstein calling for free elections!

Chuck: Wait. Didn't I hear the news say that Advisor Fremont, and General Yamamoto are gone at a symposium or something?

Scott: Yeah they are.

Chuck: Hey Jeff, why don't we start rebelling too? Maybe they'll at least take us seriously, and maybe we can drum up enough support to overthrow the Emperor! With Fremont gone, we don't have to worry about getting arrested before we do anything!

Jeff and Andy: Yeah! Let's go! Let's do it!

::They run back to campus telling of the horrors of the HO government, gaining support as they go::

*rumpsfeel looks at the reporter from MNN*

Rumpsfeel: And I thought that Brokejaw was touched.....

*Looks at the Dubelcan Reporter*

Rumpsfeel: You see the way it works is the train moves, not the station... what we are going to do is flip a coin and if it lands on heads, Zofia gets it, if it lands on tails Ulonov gets it.... hell Empress Carolyn is Actually in charge of the country... looks like there is going to be a war every month now...

*Reporters chuckle a little*

Any more questions?

At the Rumpsfeel Press Conference

"Ian McTavish, Clydebank Shipyards Daily Blab, Dae ye kin tay Ed nae hae tay pop-u-lay ina hae camp?"

The bandaged man turns to him and says "What the h*ll were you saying, get the marbles out of your mouth man."

Ian McTavish takes a swing at the bandaged man which causes the bandaged man to take a shot at Ian. Fortunately for Ian, the cast on his hand was real. It was required because the man thought he would take a riot baton as a souvenir, as it was still attached to a riot MP, the other MPs took a dim view of the situation and put the beat down on the bandaged man.

While the bandaged man was getting the cast put on he slipped a small derringer in the palm of his hand. This is what he fired at Ian. The cast absorbed most of the energy from the .22 short. As the cast blew away burning the hand of the bandaged idiot, the almost spent round crossed the room and bounced off a clipboard held by one of the maintenance men and fell to the floor.

Rumpsfeel: Ok thats all! *he begins to leave*

Reporter: This is Tom Brokejaw NBC News.. Mr Rumpsfeel, Mr Rumpsfeel! COME BACK!!! I NEED THIS!!!! MY CARRER IS RUNNING SHORT!!!!

*He begins to follow as Edenstein gaurds come in and break up the news conference*

::Corran sits in his chamber, close to tears. He shakes his head::

Corran: And after I refused to help him in his battle. This is terrible! And we can't even figure out who whot him, because everyone's claiming responsibility, and we'll never know!

::He dejectedly reaches for his remote and turns on the news. He watches the end of the entertainment section, and watches the local news. He stops for a moment and turns the tv off::

Corran: Wait a minute... That was today. ::he pauses and thinks a minute:: That can't be possible... or can it? ::He turns the TV back on and switches to VH1's Behind the music. He scratches his chin:: Nah...