NationStates Jolt Archive

The State Department has issued a Torpedo Warning to all nations who have shipping lanes in or near international waters adjacent to CoreWorlds. It shall be in effect immediately, and will end shortly. We humbly apologize for any inconvenience this may cause.

Observers who wish to attend should take care not to get torpedoed.

The Fedral Union Will Send over 5 Hammer head subs .

To test out this standerd issue jointly Delvoped torpdo.

They will arrive with in 4 hours.

*A whale-like creature comes and waits for the show to start.*

So, CoreWorld's queen has come to watch?

Fedral union hammer heads. move in to postions arming thare MK60'S

So, CoreWorld's queen has come to watch?

HARSH- I must say that was bloody brilliant!

It wasn't in spite...I just had to do it. No offense, CoreWorlds..

Dont be disrespecting my brother nation...

Oh, here is goes...

Fedral union vesslas move around to sevral diffrant spots .

Dont B usin incorrekt grammer + all, stoopid. :roll:

Dont B usin incorrekt grammer + all, stoopid. :roll:

(Dont flame ! )

Communist if your inftile attuide requires adjusting i would be more than glad to do it now post some thing reltive to this or leave!

Dont B usin incorrekt grammer + all, stoopid. :roll:

(Dont flame ! )

Communist if your inftile attuide requires adjusting i would be more than glad to do it now post some thing reltive to this or leave!

That's not flaming, first of all. Second of all, I am now deciphering your message....give me a couple of minutes....

Result: "Communist, if your infantile attitude requires adjusting I would be more than glad to do it. Now, post something relative to this or leave!"

I think that's whats going on. And in that case; my response:

Sure...

Dont B usin incorrekt grammer + all, stoopid. :roll:

(Dont flame ! )

Communist if your inftile attuide requires adjusting i would be more than glad to do it now post some thing reltive to this or leave!

That's not flaming, first of all. Second of all, I am now deciphering your message....give me a couple of minutes....

Result: "Communist, if your infantile attitude requires adjusting I would be more than glad to do it. Now, post something relative to this or leave!"

I think that's whats going on. And in that case; my response:

Sure...


Dont make me spank you ...
No go run along and play with the other kiddes and leave us grown ups to do these things .. is that understood?

The Lord High CEO appears overhead the others in his Flying Airship of DOOM chanting:
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Ridiculing me, are we Fedral? I'd insult your IQ, but I don't even think you know what IQ stands for. Hell, I'll leave you alone. You obviously don't like to share. Hmm, toddlers don't like to share either. Do I sense a connection? :lol:

OOC: COMMUNIST RULE! Get out before I find an IC reason to annex you! *Bloody idiot*

IC:
An old dead husk of a freighter is being towed out to sea, as a target for the prototype torpedoes. It is hoped that once this test is successful, then production on the torpedo can begin.

A fedral union hammer head sub moves up and lines up to take a shot

the fedral union has moved 2 old atlantic class destoryers (witch are being faded out becuse of the new odussuys class)
In ot the area to help testing.

OOC: Childish. Ah well, I was only sticking around to reply to Fedral's mockery... Alas, if you did try to annex me you would probably be repelled easily. If not by me than allies. Of course, I could probably do it. Hell, I could probably beat most people with a rock and a stick. Tactics, m'boy. Anyways, I'm out of this thread. Off to better things.

*slaps Communist Rule*

a CorpSac navel Vessal CSC Whitestar (Norrell Class Battleship) moves 2 miles from estermated test zone to view test but is order if asked to leave to do so.

:lol: :lol: Uhh huhh .

:roll: :P Well back to the test lets hope no more kiddy nations come in trying to seek attetion becuse they havent gotten any from thare mothers ...

hehe :lol:

*Floats over head in his airship, Lowers a megaphone to Federal Union*
--Speaking in Communist Rule's Voice--
'Your stupid! ha ha ha'

*Quickly runs away looking innocent* :wink:

Commander Derek Daniels of the DD Cougar's Pride is at the test zone. He has been selected to time the torpedo, as it shoots from 5 miles away. Now he waits for the torpedoes to shoot.

OOC:
Crossroads...I challege you to a...Pokemon Battle! 6 on 6! *dodges fire and gets blown out of the water*

-Watches as a lawn dart pierces the airship......watches is slowly plunge into a volcano......Hah. Yer stoopid. Hah. Hah-hah. Hah.-

Perhaps our nation could send an observer to view the test?

Confidential Internal Transmission to The Voyeur
[code:1:0cb526ad60]
NEW ORDRS STOP MOV 2 COREWORLDS WATR SHIPPNG LANE STOP OBSERV NEW MK 60 STOP USUL PROTOCOLS END
[/code:1:0cb526ad60]

-Watches as a lawn dart pierces the airship......watches is slowly plunge into a volcano......Hah. Yer stoopid. Hah. Hah-hah. Hah.- Plops up upon on a Surfbored riding Lava Wave...

"Go Random Sillyness!"

*Rides off into sunset before ticking anyone off...More...*

Corneliuan Naval Fleet observes the Foreign Fleet action.

"Sir it appears we have alot of nations watching this test."

"As long as they don't enter the forbidden zone it'll be ok."

"I know that Admiral but I don't like having all of these eyes on us. It makes me nervous not to mention it could be a security risk. I just hope some of these nations know that we are watching every move they make."

"Our orders Captain is to make sure they don't enter the forbidden zone. If they do, then we can use lethal force against them. We have subs underwater and planes in the air, if they want to try something, they can try but they won't succeed."

"Understood Admiral."

"Just be vigilent! That is all I ask."

"Roger Admiral."

With that, the naval fleet continues to be vigilent.

We thank Corneliu's fleet for attending this exciting testing phase of the Project.

Our own ships are in the area, to keep an eye on things.

We thank Corneliu's fleet for attending this exciting testing phase of the Project.

Our own ships are in the area, to keep an eye on things.

It is our pleasure to help an ally in testing of this magnificent Torpedo that we helped to develope.

Our navy is deployed to assist incase of an accidental target on either an observer ship or that it strays off course. It is also deployed to make sure that the observers don't get to close to the testing site. We don't want any accidents here.

Ambassador Robertson

The Voyeur, Off the Shore of Coreworlds
"Doing final checks on our equipment... Everything's green. We're good to go." reported one of the technicians.
"Alright. Helm, move us in. Careful, we don't want to be accidentally targetted by the torpedo... We just need to move in closer to gather information." said the large, stocky captain of over twenty years. He'd retire soon, after years of service within the Navy.
"That good enough?" he inquired to the technican, whose ears were covered by headphones. The technican nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
"Ok, remember... We're just shipping stuff through this area. Keep us moving in the same direction, but within range to detect the torepdo."

The Voyeur, Off the Shore of Coreworlds
"Doing final checks on our equipment... Everything's green. We're good to go." reported one of the technicians.
"Alright. Helm, move us in. Careful, we don't want to be accidentally targetted by the torpedo... We just need to move in closer to gather information." said the large, stocky captain of over twenty years. He'd retire soon, after years of service within the Navy.
"That good enough?" he inquired to the technican, whose ears were covered by headphones. The technican nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
"Ok, remember... We're just shipping stuff through this area. Keep us moving in the same direction, but within range to detect the torepdo."

"Sir it appears that Exonerate is moving closer sir."

"Oh we can't have that now can we. Have Task Force 2 (3 cruisers,5 destroyers) intercept them.

Task Force 2, upon receiving the orders moves to intercept.

"This is Captain Sanders of the ARCS Tigersville to the Commander of the Exonerate ship. You are approaching waters that are currently sealed. If you do not peal off now, we'll be forced to fire."

When he finished, he turned to his XO. "Have them wait abit. If they don't slow down or peal off, have the firing crews to fire a shot across their bow. If that doesn't work, then fire another warning shot closer to the ship. The third shot, if necessary, Blow her engine."

"Right away sir."

The crew prepares to do there duty.

Text* to: CoreWorlds

Hey Masaki! whatever happened to ur wedding? u left your bachelor party early? And u 2 Featherston i think (the Corneliu guy), u left all of a sudden also.

If u do decide to come back, bring over some more sake...i kinda drank the last bottle.

I also want to send over an observer to evaluate the results of this test.

Later

Keiji

*Text as in cell phone text

One Torpedo Sized BUMP!!!!

"ARCS Tigersville, do not fire, I repeat, do not fire. We are amerchant civillian shipping vessel passing through the region. We have no hostile intention whatsoever. Over."

The captain turned around to face the helms man, with his radio already off.
"Keep us at our present course, but slow us down a little. We'll wait for a response."

OOC: You don't know this is one of my surveilance vessels. As far as you are concerned, this is a merchant vessel that's just passing by. And what kind of nation has a policy of firing on ships to save them from torpedos?

Fedral union hammer head subs move over to fire postions and arm thare MK 60 torpdos 2 atlantic class Destoryers un manned are in site of them .

The hammer heads fire 2 Torpdos at eatch both stikeing with in seconds of lunch .. and desotrying the atlantics upon instant impact.

Fedral union hammer head subs move over to fire postions and arm thare MK 60 torpdos 2 atlantic class Destoryers un manned are in site of them .

The hammer heads fire 2 Torpdos at eatch both stikeing with in seconds of lunch .. and desotrying the atlantics upon instant impact.

Fedral union hammer head subs move over to fire postions and arm thare MK 60 torpdos 2 atlantic class Destoryers un manned are in site of them .

The hammer heads fire 2 Torpdos at eatch both stikeing with in seconds of lunch .. and desotrying the atlantics upon instant impact.

"Fire, two fish in the water! We've got a lock..."
The two torpedos hit one destroyer each, and detonated on impact, sinking the destroyer.
"We've got what we came for. Lets got out of here. Helm, take us out."

"ARCS Tigersville, do not fire, we will move out of the surrounding waters. Have a nice day, over."
"Another victory for Navy Intelligence..." thought the captain, as the ship slowly veered off course.

"ARCS Tigersville, do not fire, I repeat, do not fire. We are amerchant civillian shipping vessel passing through the region. We have no hostile intention whatsoever. Over."

The captain turned around to face the helms man, with his radio already off.
"Keep us at our present course, but slow us down a little. We'll wait for a response."

OOC: You don't know this is one of my surveilance vessels. As far as you are concerned, this is a merchant vessel that's just passing by. And what kind of nation has a policy of firing on ships to save them from torpedos?

"Merchant vessel, stay clear away from the restricted zone, if you don't want a torpedo targeting you!" Captain Kerry of the BB Reign of Fire II ordered.

Commander Daniels stared in surprise at the speed of the torpedoes on his viewscreen. "101.5 knots! Amazing! These, my friends, are the fastest propeller-driven torpedoes in the world!"

But the test is not over yet! One of our own Seawolf-class subs will shoot one Spearfish and one MK 60 (to be named later), to see which one is really the faster torpedo.

"Fire, two fish in the water! We've got a lock..."
The two torpedos hit one destroyer each, and detonated on impact, sinking the destroyer.
"We've got what we came for. Lets got out of here. Helm, take us out."

"ARCS Tigersville, do not fire, we will move out of the surrounding waters. Have a nice day, over."
"Another victory for Navy Intelligence..." thought the captain, as the ship slowly veered off course.


??? :?: :?: :idea: :idea:

Fedral union hammer heads reloaded thare torpdos .

The Archduke of Caffeinneburg lounged on a deck chair as his personal luxury liner, the Hobbesian Leviathan, ploughed majestically through the ocean waves. He'd had a pretty good vacation so far, soaking up the sun and consuming a nigh-endless supply of blue drinks named after southeast Asian cities. Naturally, when the sun and surf failed to excite him any more, he took advantage of the other many diversions to be found aboard the ship: Elephant Polo (Deck 6B), Water Buzkashi (Deck 5I), and Fully-Automatic Biathalon (Deck 1I) were merely the three sports in which he had demonstrated his superiority over lesser mortals within the last twenty-four hours; when he tired of them, the ship had many more diversions to offer.

He briefly considered heading to the virtual-reality arcade for a round of PersianWars 2000, but decided he wasn't up to it today. His support staff of hot lawyer babes would no doubt want to play, too, and that heartless harridan Artemesia was a rampant teamkiller. The Archduke decided he'd have to get some new games installed at the first opportunity; maybe he could get a beta version of that Henry V Thousand vs. The CyberFrench game that TMoLCorp was working on. Of course, it was practically a foregone conclusion that the beta AI would manage to escape the confines of the game and attempt to take over the ship, turning it into a virtual deathtrap from which no one could hope to escape, but so far as the Archduke was concerned, that was just part of the fun. He was idly developing a plan which would allow him to heroically regain control of the ship with minimal casualties when Admiral Bazarov approached.

"Pardon me, Your Grace, but there's something you ought to know."

"You're very right, Admiral. Tell me, how many security droids are there on board the ship, and how easily could they be deactivated if they were taken over by a rogue artificial intelligence?"

Bazarov sighed. The Archduke asked questions like this every single time he started in with the blue drinks. "We don't have any security droids, sir. Just like we didn't have any cybernetic utahraptors last week, or demonically-possessed platypi the week before that."

The Archduke frowned. "Really? Where's the challenge in that? Well, I fully intend to give my inevitable electromagnetic nemesis a fighting chance. Order some security droids and have them flown out here at the very first opportunity!"

"Ahhh, right, sir, I'll get on that right away. In the meantime, I thought you'd like to know that we picked up some torps on sonar."

"I do say! Is someone firing at us? What cheek!"

"No, sir, we don't seem to have been the target," Bazarov replied. "There seem to be several other ships in the general vicinity, but we're not sure which one fired the blasted things."

"Really?" mused the Archduke. "You mean you don't have any idea at all who's doing this?"

Bazarov shook his head. "They're not entirely like anything we've seen before. We tracked them at 101.77 knots."

"Wait a second. . . is that fast or slow?"

"It's ridiculously fast. We're thinking Grimdale might have had a hand in it; it certainly fits their 'bigger, faster, more explosive' methodology."

The Archduke nodded sagely. "I knew that. I was just testing you. Well, let's not get too worked up about this yet. Let's just stay on the alert, and watch out for trouble."

"A truly marvelous plan, my lord," Bazarov replied. He saluted crisply and walked away, trying not to let the Archduke see how relieved he was. Throughout his career, he'd always given the correct answer whenever the Archduke tested him like that, but he lived in perpetual fear that one day he'd get one of the Archduke's questions wrong. He prayed with all his soul that that day would not come for a very long time.

"You know," mused the captain, "maybe we could just give them a little demonstration of what a super-caviating torpedo does."
"Heh. What do you have in mind?" asked the First Officer.
"Lets drop them one of ours... Take off the warhead, put a timer on it, and point it in the direction of one of the targets they're using." the captain replied.
"Lets do it."

12 minutes later, they dropped an experimental version of the new CAT-01, which was informally designated as the Obstinate Arrow, into the water. It gained its name when during a test firing, an unarmed torpedo hit its intended target, but kept going until it burst through its hull on the other side. The torpedo was floating, dead in the water...

OOC: Very nice post, Caffeineburg! :D

IC:
The Seawolf-class boat Typhoon readies for the next test. Her captain makes sure that the target freighter is lined up 5 miles (max range of a torpedo) away. The Spearfish is in Tube one, and the MK 60 is in Tube 2.

"Sonar, how's the firing solution."
"A-Ok, sir! We're ready to shoot."
"Very well. Torpedo room, fire tube one!" The order was carried out, and the Spearfish sped for the freighter.
"Fire tube two!" A second shudder was felt, as the as-yet-unnamed MK 60 was fired as well.
"Both fish running hot, straight, and normal!" Sonar reported.

On the surface, the Cougar's Pride sensed the fish. "Sir! Fish in the water!"
"Very well." Commander Daniels acknowledged. The timer began running as soon as the report was heard.

Underwater, an all-out race began for both torpedoes. While the Spearfish had a head start, and reached max speed first, the MK 60 sped past it, and left it in the dust, er, bubbles. The MK 60 impacted first, followed by the Spearfish, a second or two later. The Freighter blew up, and sank quickly.

Aboard the DD, Commander Daniels whistled and sportscaster-like, announced, "102 knots for the MK 60! That's a record, folks! Blows the Spearfish right out of the water! Now the tests are finished!"

The crew cheered again. Now all we had to do was suggest a name for this new torpedo.

The Voyeur was miles away when the CAT-01's timer reached zero and activated the torpedo. The torpedo had already been programmed to seek out one of the freighters used as targets. The rocket boosters were engaged, and it quickly sped up, spinning while it did so. It accelerated quickly, and peaked at 247.3 knots before it slammed into the freighter, punching a small hole through its hull. The torpedo was crushed beyond recognition, its internals smashed and contorted into a bundle of useless wires and circuits. Even far away, the Voyeur, which was loaded with the best surveilance equipment available, detected the impact.
"Heh, our farewell gift? Lets get out of here." said the captain as he grinned at the satisfaction of his nation's torpedo outperform the other one.

The Voyeur was miles away when the CAT-01's timer reached zero and activated the torpedo. The torpedo had already been programmed to seek out one of the freighters used as targets. The rocket boosters were engaged, and it quickly sped up, spinning while it did so. It accelerated quickly, and peaked at 247.3 knots before it slammed into the freighter, punching a small hole through its hull. The torpedo was crushed beyond recognition, its internals smashed and contorted into a bundle of useless wires and circuits. Even far away, the Voyeur, which was loaded with the best surveilance equipment available, detected the impact.
"Heh, our farewell gift? Lets get out of here." said the captain as he grinned at the satisfaction of his nation's torpedo outperform the other one.

"Sir! Fish in the water, and it's not one of ours!"
"What?" Commander Daniels roared. "Where's it aiming?"
"At...no just impacted against our other freighter target!"

[code:1:061da1bf23]To: all ships in vincity:
From: DD Cougar's Pride
Ok! Which one of you crazy ships fired that $%@*$%& torpedo?! Come on, own up![/code:1:061da1bf23]

"Captain they say it is a merchant ship."

"Not bloody likely. More likely it is an intel ship. There aren't suppose to be Merchant Ships in this water."

"That is what they are saying sir."

"Notify Intel. See if they know of anything."

When Radio was doing that, the captain continued giving orders.

"Turn towards them and put us on an intercept course. You tell them that if they are a merchant vessel, since they are in closed waters, they must stand down and let us inspect there cargo. If they protest, tell them that they are in closed waters and any unidentified ships are subject to search and seizure. Clear?"

"Right away sir Captain.

"Exonerate ship. This is the Tigersville. Since you are in closed waters, you must subject your ship to inspection. If you protest, you'll have to take it up with Captain Sanders. My orders are clear. DO NOT attempt to run. Tigersville out.!"

When he finished, the cruiser and two destroyers moved to intercept the vessel.

The Voyeur was miles away when the CAT-01's timer reached zero and activated the torpedo. The torpedo had already been programmed to seek out one of the freighters used as targets. The rocket boosters were engaged, and it quickly sped up, spinning while it did so. It accelerated quickly, and peaked at 247.3 knots before it slammed into the freighter, punching a small hole through its hull. The torpedo was crushed beyond recognition, its internals smashed and contorted into a bundle of useless wires and circuits. Even far away, the Voyeur, which was loaded with the best surveilance equipment available, detected the impact.
"Heh, our farewell gift? Lets get out of here." said the captain as he grinned at the satisfaction of his nation's torpedo outperform the other one.

"Sir! Fish in the water, and it's not one of ours!"
"What?" Commander Daniels roared. "Where's it aiming?"
"At...no just impacted against our other freighter target!"

[code:1:75190887e3]To: all ships in vincity:
From: DD Cougar's Pride
Ok! Which one of you crazy ships fired that $%@*$%& torpedo?! Come on, own up![/code:1:75190887e3]

"This is the Tigersville! It came from that bastard of an Exonerate Ship. That ain't no merchant vessel. Its a spy ship. Sea Tiger reported the launch from that ship just seconds after we told her to hold position."

"Recieving a transmission from DD Cougar's Pride..."
[code:1:098270ea67]
To: all ships in vincity:
From: DD Cougar's Pride
Ok! Which one of you crazy ships fired that $%@*$%& torpedo?! Come on, own up!
[/code:1:098270ea67]
"Heh, lets just let them figure it out themselves..."
"Sir, another incoming message directed at us... I'll put it on the speakers."
"Exonerate ship. This is the Tigersville. Since you are in closed waters, you must subject your ship to inspection. If you protest, you'll have to take it up with Captain Sanders. My orders are clear. DO NOT attempt to run. Tigersville out!"
"They can't do anything..." the captain picked up his radio.
"Firstly, Tigersville, we are in international waters. This area is not under your juristiction, you have no right to make demands. Secondly, this ship is flying the flag of Exonerate - this ship, by international law, is protected by our soverignty. We have identified ourselves - you have no authority whatsoever to board our ship."
The captain put the comlink down.
"Continue our course, same speed." he told the helmsman.

OOC: I dropped the torpedo in the water, then it activated after I was miles away. We didn't launch it :wink:

"Recieving a transmission from DD Cougar's Pride..."
[code:1:323d388266]
To: all ships in vincity:
From: DD Cougar's Pride
Ok! Which one of you crazy ships fired that $%@*$%& torpedo?! Come on, own up!
[/code:1:323d388266]
"Heh, lets just let them figure it out themselves..."
"Sir, another incoming message directed at us... I'll put it on the speakers."
"Exonerate ship. This is the Tigersville. Since you are in closed waters, you must subject your ship to inspection. If you protest, you'll have to take it up with Captain Sanders. My orders are clear. DO NOT attempt to run. Tigersville out!"
"They can't do anything..." the captain picked up his radio.
"Firstly, Tigersville, we are in international waters. This area is not under your juristiction, you have no right to make demands. Secondly, this ship is flying the flag of Exonerate - this ship, by international law, is protected by our soverignty. We have identified ourselves - you have no authority whatsoever to board our ship."
The captain put the comlink down.
"Continue our course, same speed." he told the helmsman.

"Captain they are not slowing down nor changing course."

"Fire a shot across her bow. That should get there attention."

A shot fired from 10" gun.

"Exonerate ship. This is the Tigersville! If you don't slow down this second, the second shot won't miss. If you value your merchant ship, if that is what you really are, you will stop now. Failure to comply will result in your ultimate destruction."

When the messege ended, the two destroyers began to move at attack speed as the cruiser readies to fire another shot or two.

"Holy, shit they just fired a shot off our bow!"
"Christ, he must be crazy. Continue course. Transmit the data we just gathered on ELF, explain our situation."
The captain picked up his comlink again.
"We repeat - we are a merchant vessel from the nation of Exonerate. These are international waters - you have no jurisdiction here. Our ship is considered to be the territory of the soverign nation of Exonerate - firing upon us constitutes a act of hostilities! If you continue, our government will lodge protests, and there will be a response! Cease firing!"
The captain turned to his communications officer.
"Transmit this to the surrounding area:
[code:1:1178bb4620]
This is the Ocean Blue, we are a merchant vessel from Exonerate. Ships from an unknown nation have opened fire upon us without reason, and we are in international waters. Any other ships in the region, please respond - this is a distress call.
[/code:1:1178bb4620]
"

Sunlight reflected off of whitecapped waves and dappled the flat grey steel sides of a ship as it sliced through the waves. Antennae and muzzles bristled from a superstructure of surpassing elegance, which cast a merciful shadow upon the head of a man standing on the open flying bridge of the new battleship Ain Jalut, newly delivered from the Molifodian builders to the Al Amarjan Navy. The accessories of the man - the white robe with black coat, the sky-blue keffiah as well as matching customized iPod and shoulder-slung grenade launcher would immediately identify him as His Majesty the Sultan of Al Amarja.

"Well, are we ready to try again?" he said, gesturing to Admiral Rashid ibn Mahmud, the head of the Al Amarjan Navy.

"Yes, Your Majesty, but I must caution you to-" he managed before being cut off by a curt gesture from the Sultan.

"Now now, we mustn't delay these trials. We paid enough for these ships, I want to be sure they are capable of what we require. Now... pull!"

A clay pigeon the size of a small cow was hurled from a rocket booster on the foward deck of the ship, spiraling into the sky on what more or less qualified as a straight line.

"Steady, steady... fire!"

The right barrel of the forward turret flared, sending a small vibration through the deckplates of the ship and smashing the clay target into a fine powder with a 1400-lb shell.

"Well done, gentlemen, well done," beamed the Sultan. "This ship pleases me greatly."

The Sultan turned to speak with some members of his entourage for a few moments before being interrupted by Admiral Rashid once more.

"Your Majesty, we are being hailed by a rather large vessel off our port bow. Her registry appears to be of Caffeinneburg, and there is a rather soggy and irate man hurling baked goods at us from the rear deck."

The Sultan looked mildly surprised. Having an irate Archduke throwing damp bagels at you is something not many people can face before their morning sekanjubin. "Please apologize to His Grace for our errant shot," he said, seeing his next summit with the admittedly eccentric Archduke being that much more bizzare, "and send him a parcel of our finest towels. The nice ones with the fringe. I love those."

"I will, Your Majesty." replied the admiral dutifully, scraping his forehead to the ground it what could only be described as the epitome of all kow-towing. "He has also just had his semaphore man signal us further. He would like to know if we've any security drones in stores and can spare a few for an idea he's just had."

The Sultan pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Has someone let His Grace into the Blue Curacao again? We're going to be spending weeks dealing with insane legislation. Steward, fetch me my medical bag. We're going to need a lot of aspirin."

The Ain Jalut sailed forward into the day, leaving white foam and soggy bagels floating in her wake.

"Holy, shit they just fired a shot off our bow!"
"Christ, he must be crazy. Continue course. Transmit the data we just gathered on ELF, explain our situation."
The captain picked up his comlink again.
"We repeat - we are a merchant vessel from the nation of Exonerate. These are international waters - you have no jurisdiction here. Our ship is considered to be the territory of the soverign nation of Exonerate - firing upon us constitutes a act of hostilities! If you continue, our government will lodge protests, and there will be a response! Cease firing!"
The captain turned to his communications officer.
"Transmit this to the surrounding area:
[code:1:f7123fcd6d]
This is the Ocean Blue, we are a merchant vessel from Exonerate. Ships from an unknown nation have opened fire upon us without reason, and we are in international waters. Any other ships in the region, please respond - this is a distress call.
[/code:1:f7123fcd6d]
"

"This is the Tigersville! You have thirty seconds to stop now. Failure to comply will result in destruction."

"Captain they are transmitting something."

"What?"

"Sir it appears to be a mayday as well as data if we are reading this right."

"I knew that was no Merchant SHip. Well they better slow down or else. Fire a second shot but make it closer."

A second shot rings out and lands closer to the ship than the first one.

---Double Post---

"Cougar's Pride to merchant vessel, stop, or prepare to be fire upon!" Was the order from the destroyer. It also increased to attack speed, and shot a 5' shell at the water near the 'merchant vessel'.

Meanwhile, a Viking ASW plane lifted off from one of the carriers in the area, and started tracking this boat chase. It buzzed past the freighter, engines screaming loudly. An F-14 also lifted off, and watched the scene, like it was from a COPs show. SEA COPs, looks like.

"Cougar's Pride to merchant vessel, stop, or prepare to be fire upon!" Was the order from the destroyer. It also increased to attack speed, and shot a 5' shell at the water near the 'merchant vessel'.

Meanwhile, a Viking ASW plane lifted off from one of the carriers in the area, and started tracking this boat chase. It buzzed past the freighter, engines screaming loudly. An F-14 also lifted off, and watched the scene, like it was from a COPs show. SEA COPs, looks like.

"This is the ARCS Tigersville to CoreWorlds vessel! We have them in our sites and have fired 2 warning shots. If they don't heave too, the third shot will disable her."

The crew prepares for a naval action incase more Exonerate ships appear.

"Cougar's Pride to merchant vessel, stop, or prepare to be fire upon!" Was the order from the destroyer. It also increased to attack speed, and shot a 5' shell at the water near the 'merchant vessel'.

Meanwhile, a Viking ASW plane lifted off from one of the carriers in the area, and started tracking this boat chase. It buzzed past the freighter, engines screaming loudly. An F-14 also lifted off, and watched the scene, like it was from a COPs show. SEA COPs, looks like.

"This is the ARCS Tigersville to CoreWorlds vessel! We have them in our sites and have fired 2 warning shots. If they don't heave too, the third shot will disable her."

The crew prepares for a naval action incase more Exonerate ships appear.

[code:1:94125bd732] To Corneliu What in the world happen hear!? This test all of a sudden turned in to a chase i thought we were supposed to put Resction on all vessals commeing thro hear!? Any way my hammer heads are redy if you need help [/code:1:94125bd732]

[code:1:eec835da99]To Fedral Union

An Exonerate ship was where it wasn't suppose to be and now is trying to run away claiming international waters. However, they are not stopping when told too. CoreWorlds ship and this taskforce are in pursuit and should have him stopped shortly.[/code:1:eec835da99]

Another shot rang out across the bow, this time much closer.
"This is the Tigersville! You have thirty seconds to stop now. Failure to comply will result in destruction."

The captain carefully considered his options. They were legally in international waters, and their ship was also a civilian ship - they had no weapon emplacements.
"Wire the charges; I want this ship rigged and ready to blow. Wipe the hard drives clean, we leave no traces of anything that could be useful to them. What's the nearest allied ship from here?" asked the captain.
"About 140 knots away sir, more than 4 hours."
"Send another message to Navy command. Helmsman, full stop."
"Tigersville, hold your fire - we surrender." he said over the comlink.
"It'll be alright, we're on a civilian vessel. Our government will back us..."

OOC: Oh, I'm sure the Corneliu Navy regularly chases merchant ships in international waters on suspecions that they are spy ships. What a coincidence :roll:

On the main deck of the M.N.S. Superiority , the President was pacing back and forth. At some point he had got in in his mind to dress up in full naval regalia. While the large blue feather in his hat made him look rather silly, it went well with the sash around his waist that held his sword in its jeweled scabbard.

Looking out across the horizon he could see a number of ship firing torpedoes. His earlier plan to lob massive depth charges at the ships had been foiled when he noticed the Sultan's vessel was practising battleship skeet shoot. In any event it was pleasing to see the ship perform so well.

It was at this point that Johnson wandered over to the President. As the chief aide, he was required to keep President sane at times and to simply let him be at others. Presently he was trying to compromise between the two. Between the Sultan's antics and the threat of an international incident, the President had been willing to lessen the destructive nature of his imagination in favour of a more humourous alternative.

For some reason every Molifodian military outpost was well stocked with a combination of pop rocks, and that green slime that can be found in children's toys. Not long ago, several heavy transport helicopters had delivered several tons of the goods.

"Sir, the catapults are loaded." Johnson spoke from behind the President, causing him to jump slightly.

"Ah, excellent." The President walked over to the console on the starboard side of the ship and picked up the radio. Giving it a good wind up (this was of course completely unnecessary, but the crank had been installed for show) he spoke into the microphone. "Fire one!"

With that, ten barrels went flying up into the air. The catapults had been aimed towards the nearest ship, but given the trajectory of the barrels, it was obvious that they were going to miss by a margin of at least a hundred meters. As the barrels sailed over the ship, they exploded. Pop rocks fell everywhere around the ship causing to snap and pop very loudly.

"Fire two!" Ten more barrels flew up into the air. The followed along the same course as the previous volley and at the same point also exploded. The non-toxic green slime covered the deck of the ship as well as the weapon turrets and command tower.

Struggling to pull himself off the floor and compose himself from a fit of laughter, the President grabbed the microphone once more.

"Excellent job. Now bring us within range for a saturation assault with the silly string cannons."

The Superiority was upon the ship in a moment and proceeded to douse the ship quite thoroughly. After the photographs were taken, the massive ship turned about and sailed off to the south east.

On the main deck of the M.N.S. Superiority , the President was pacing back and forth. At some point he had got in in his mind to dress up in full naval regalia. While the large blue feather in his hat made him look rather silly, it went well with the sash around his waist that held his sword in its jeweled scabbard.

Looking out across the horizon he could see a number of ship firing torpedoes. His earlier plan to lob massive depth charges at the ships had been foiled when he noticed the Sultan's vessel was practising battleship skeet shoot. In any event it was pleasing to see the ship perform so well.

It was at this point that Johnson wandered over to the President. As the chief aide, he was required to keep President sane at times and to simply let him be at others. Presently he was trying to compromise between the two. Between the Sultan's antics and the threat of an international incident, the President had been willing to lessen the destructive nature of his imagination in favour of a more humourous alternative.

For some reason every Molifodian military outpost was well stocked with a combination of pop rocks, and that green slime that can be found in children's toys. Not long ago, several heavy transport helicopters had delivered several tons of the goods.

"Sir, the catapults are loaded." Johnson spoke from behind the President, causing him to jump slightly.

"Ah, excellent." The President walked over to the console on the starboard side of the ship and picked up the radio. Giving it a good wind up (this was of course completely unnecessary, but the crank had been installed for show) he spoke into the microphone. "Fire one!"

With that, ten barrels went flying up into the air. The catapults had been aimed towards the nearest ship, but given the trajectory of the barrels, it was obvious that they were going to miss by a margin of at least a hundred meters. As the barrels sailed over the ship, they exploded. Pop rocks fell everywhere around the ship causing to snap and pop very loudly.

"Fire two!" Ten more barrels flew up into the air. The followed along the same course as the previous volley and at the same point also exploded. The non-toxic green slime covered the deck of the ship as well as the weapon turrets and command tower.

Struggling to pull himself off the floor and compose himself from a fit of laughter, the President grabbed the microphone once more.

"Excellent job. Now bring us within range for a saturation assault with the silly string cannons."

The Superiority was upon the ship in a moment and proceeded to douse the ship quite thoroughly. After the photographs were taken, the massive ship turned about and sailed off to the south east.

On the main deck of the M.N.S. Superiority , the President was pacing back and forth. At some point he had got in in his mind to dress up in full naval regalia. While the large blue feather in his hat made him look rather silly, it went well with the sash around his waist that held his sword in its jeweled scabbard.

Looking out across the horizon he could see a number of ship firing torpedoes. His earlier plan to lob massive depth charges at the ships had been foiled when he noticed the Sultan's vessel was practising battleship skeet shoot. In any event it was pleasing to see the ship perform so well.

It was at this point that Johnson wandered over to the President. As the chief aide, he was required to keep President sane at times and to simply let him be at others. Presently he was trying to compromise between the two. Between the Sultan's antics and the threat of an international incident, the President had been willing to lessen the destructive nature of his imagination in favour of a more humourous alternative.

For some reason every Molifodian military outpost was well stocked with a combination of pop rocks, and that green slime that can be found in children's toys. Not long ago, several heavy transport helicopters had delivered several tons of the goods.

"Sir, the catapults are loaded." Johnson spoke from behind the President, causing him to jump slightly.

"Ah, excellent." The President walked over to the console on the starboard side of the ship and picked up the radio. Giving it a good wind up (this was of course completely unnecessary, but the crank had been installed for show) he spoke into the microphone. "Fire one!"

With that, ten barrels went flying up into the air. The catapults had been aimed towards the nearest ship, but given the trajectory of the barrels, it was obvious that they were going to miss by a margin of at least a hundred meters. As the barrels sailed over the ship, they exploded. Pop rocks fell everywhere around the ship causing to snap and pop very loudly.

"Fire two!" Ten more barrels flew up into the air. The followed along the same course as the previous volley and at the same point also exploded. The non-toxic green slime covered the deck of the ship as well as the weapon turrets and command tower.

Struggling to pull himself off the floor and compose himself from a fit of laughter, the President grabbed the microphone once more.

"Excellent job. Now bring us within range for a saturation assault with the silly string cannons."

The Superiority was upon the ship in a moment and proceeded to douse the ship quite thoroughly. After the photographs were taken, the massive ship turned about and sailed off to the south east.

Another shot rang out across the bow, this time much closer.
"This is the Tigersville! You have thirty seconds to stop now. Failure to comply will result in destruction."

The captain carefully considered his options. They were legally in international waters, and their ship was also a civilian ship - they had no weapon emplacements.
"Wire the charges; I want this ship rigged and ready to blow. Wipe the hard drives clean, we leave no traces of anything that could be useful to them. What's the nearest allied ship from here?" asked the captain.
"About 140 knots away sir, more than 4 hours."
"Send another message to Navy command. Helmsman, full stop."
"Tigersville, hold your fire - we surrender." he said over the comlink.
"It'll be alright, we're on a civilian vessel. Our government will back us..."

OOC: Oh, I'm sure the Corneliu Navy regularly chases merchant ships in international waters on suspecions that they are spy ships. What a coincidence :roll:

Fedral union has moved 2 of its hammer heads over to ware the stoped vessal is . to make shure no tricks were pulled.

(Deated)

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Another shot rang out across the bow, this time much closer.
"This is the Tigersville! You have thirty seconds to stop now. Failure to comply will result in destruction."

The captain carefully considered his options. They were legally in international waters, and their ship was also a civilian ship - they had no weapon emplacements.
"Wire the charges; I want this ship rigged and ready to blow. Wipe the hard drives clean, we leave no traces of anything that could be useful to them. What's the nearest allied ship from here?" asked the captain.
"About 140 knots away sir, more than 4 hours."
"Send another message to Navy command. Helmsman, full stop."
"Tigersville, hold your fire - we surrender." he said over the comlink.
"It'll be alright, we're on a civilian vessel. Our government will back us..."

OOC: Oh, I'm sure the Corneliu Navy regularly chases merchant ships in international waters on suspecions that they are spy ships. What a coincidence :roll:

"Sir they are slowing down."

"They finally got the messege."

"Shall we search the ship?"

"Megaphone!"

when a mega phone was handed to him, he yelled. "I want all hands on deck. Be advised, if anything happens to the boarding party, your nation will suffer. I want no funny business when we board."

When he finished his speech, he turned to his intel officer.

"Well Jacob, we finally got them to stop."

"Yes sir. Now lets get on board."

They entered the launch and shuttled over to the Exonerate Ship. When they boarded, the captain of the Tigersville met the captain of the Exonerate ship.

"Captain, our subs reported a torpedo launch from your ship. That can be construed as an act of agression. I have no choice but to search your ship because of that incident. If we find that you didn't due it, we will of course recompsense you for your trouble. I do hope that this won't damage our diplomatic relations. So would you please be so kind as to show us your ship so our forces can look over your ship? But be advised, if you hamper their investigation, it won't go kindly. We want no trouble here."

OOC: You forgot about our submarines. They were on patrol and sonar will detect launches. NEXT TIME, read what people write.

The Tigersville captain went on deck with a megaphone.
"I want all hands on deck. Be advised, if anything happens to the boarding party, your nation will suffer. I want no funny business when we board."

The captain grumbled. Like their nation was in a position to make demands.

"All hands, on deck." he called out. The boarding party came, armed with rifles. Their captain spoke.

"Captain, our subs reported a torpedo launch from your ship. That can be construed as an act of agression. I have no choice but to search your ship because of that incident. If we find that you didn't due it, we will of course recompsense you for your trouble. I do hope that this won't damage our diplomatic relations. So would you please be so kind as to show us your ship so our forces can look over your ship? But be advised, if you hamper their investigation, it won't go kindly. We want no trouble here."

"Firstly, our ship is a shipping vessel - we have no torpedo tubes. We detected several torpedos, but assumed they were yours, considering we had recieved a notice that your nations were testing new torpedos. Secondly, even if the hypothetical torpedo was launched by this ship, it was not directed towards your ships. Furthermore, our sonar detected no underwater explosion - don't you think a ship trying to sink one of your ships would remember to arm their torpedo?"

The captain of the Voyeur looked up and down the other captain. He looked quite young. Brash, arrogant, just like he once was.

"This ship is considered the soverign territory of Exonerate under international law. We are in international waters. You have fired shots at us. You tell me if our government will take to this kindly. If you want to see the ship, come." he said, with a wave of his hand.

OOC: I dropped the torpedo into water. This is a merchant ship. It is LOUD. There is no way you would've heard the torpedo being dropped. The only way you would've saw the torpedo being dropped was if you were running active sonar, and in that case, our ship would've known your presence.

The Tigersville captain went on deck with a megaphone.
"I want all hands on deck. Be advised, if anything happens to the boarding party, your nation will suffer. I want no funny business when we board."

The captain grumbled. Like their nation was in a position to make demands.

"All hands, on deck." he called out. The boarding party came, armed with rifles. Their captain spoke.

"Captain, our subs reported a torpedo launch from your ship. That can be construed as an act of agression. I have no choice but to search your ship because of that incident. If we find that you didn't due it, we will of course recompsense you for your trouble. I do hope that this won't damage our diplomatic relations. So would you please be so kind as to show us your ship so our forces can look over your ship? But be advised, if you hamper their investigation, it won't go kindly. We want no trouble here."

"Firstly, our ship is a shipping vessel - we have no torpedo tubes. We detected several torpedos, but assumed they were yours, considering we had recieved a notice that your nations were testing new torpedos. Secondly, even if the hypothetical torpedo was launched by this ship, it was not directed towards your ships. Furthermore, our sonar detected no underwater explosion - don't you think a ship trying to sink one of your ships would remember to arm their torpedo?"

The captain of the Voyeur looked up and down the other captain. He looked quite young. Brash, arrogant, just like he once was.

"This ship is considered the soverign territory of Exonerate under international law. We are in international waters. You have fired shots at us. You tell me if our government will take to this kindly. If you want to see the ship, come." he said, with a wave of his hand.

OOC: I dropped the torpedo into water. This is a merchant ship. It is LOUD. There is no way you would've heard the torpedo being dropped. The only way you would've saw the torpedo being dropped was if you were running active sonar, and in that case, our ship would've known your presence.

"Captain, you entered into closed waters as dictated by CoreWorlds. You entered the zone that was declared forbidden during the duration of a test. Under their orders, our nation was directed to make sure no one entered that zone. You did. And besides, I wasn't the only ship that fired. CoreWorlds fired too. Under international law, you are obligated to stop. Now let us search your ship. If you refuse, that'll tell us you have something to hide. If you have nothing to hide captain, then you have nothing to worry about. All we are going to do is search your vessel, your radio log, and computers. Thats all. We don't want your cargo. If you have nothing that we are looking for, as I said before, we'll compensate you. However, my intel officer tells me your more than what you appear to be. That is why you were stopped."

"AND THESE ARE INTERNATIONAL WATERS!" roared the captain, "Coreworlds have no jurisdiction whatsoever over these waters. He can declare them closed all he wants - that does not change the fact that any ship that wishes to pass through can do so freely."

The captain took a breath and continued.
"Don't bullshit me about this I'm obligated to stop thing - I've been sailing for more than 30 years. There is no such law. We are a civillian vessel. I hope you're prepared to answer to your superior officers, son. Search all you want."

Exonerate Navy Command
"Sir, we have an incoming report from The Voyeur. Apparantly, they were successful in their mission of monitoring the test, but they were pursued when Captain Giles dropped an Arrow as a prank. It hit one of the targets, and its warhead was removed, but the enemy ships have opened fire, and they were forced to stop and allow them to board."
"Damn him! Always doing shit like this. What are our options?"
"We have a HK about 120 knots away from their position. They have been presumably boarded, and we haven't heard since then."
"Notify the Diplomatic Corps... We may need to spin this a little. In any case, move a few of our assets closer."

Rising from the sea-bed, a lone Akula class reconnaisance sub-fighter begins to head away from the test zone when the pilot intercepts garbled radio-communications from a merchant vessel being stopped illegally in International Waters.

He encrypts the data gathered, quietly confident that his craft could outrun the torpedo, and that the McLeodian Tigerfish was far faster. Then, with a brief description of the situation, he releases a comms buoy, which rises swiftly to the surface, before sending the information in a short burst of scrambled information back to MAFCC NavInt.

Then, his mission complete, he steers the Akula closer to the Tigersville, the ships shape making it difficult to detect from a head on profile, and indeed from any profile but directly above or below.

"AND THESE ARE INTERNATIONAL WATERS!" roared the captain, "Coreworlds have no jurisdiction whatsoever over these waters. He can declare them closed all he wants - that does not change the fact that any ship that wishes to pass through can do so freely."

The captain took a breath and continued.
"Don't bullshit me about this I'm obligated to stop thing - I've been sailing for more than 30 years. There is no such law. We are a civillian vessel. I hope you're prepared to answer to your superior officers, son. Search all you want."

Commander Daniels boarded the ship also, and heard the arguement. "Look, Captain. We declared these waters closed for a reason: Safety! We want to make sure that ships are not being targeted accidently during a torpedo test!!! You do realize that a torpedo blowing a hole in the hull will cause lots of problems. You're very lucky, Captain. Very lucky you didn't get hit while in the closed zone. Now let us continue the tour of this vessel, if you please."

Rising from the sea-bed, a lone Akula class reconnaisance sub-fighter begins to head away from the test zone when the pilot intercepts garbled radio-communications from a merchant vessel being stopped illegally in International Waters.

He encrypts the data gathered, quietly confident that his craft could outrun the torpedo, and that the McLeodian Tigerfish was far faster. Then, with a brief description of the situation, he releases a comms buoy, which rises swiftly to the surface, before sending the information in a short burst of scrambled information back to MAFCC NavInt.

Then, his mission complete, he steers the Akula closer to the Tigersville, the ships shape making it difficult to detect from a head on profile, and indeed from any profile but directly above or below.

On the Tigersville, sonar is detecting something unusual.

"Commander, I'm picking up what this computer is saying as magma displacement."

"Any sub reports on this?"

"Not a one yet sir."

"Keep on it."

Meanwhile, on the Sea Tiger, sonar was picking up the samething.

"Con, this is Sonar."

"Go ahead sonar."

"Sir, I'm picking up unusual activity. However, our computers are describing it as magma displacement."

"Your telling me this why Petty Officer?"

"Well sir, it is highly unusual. I have never picked up magma displacement in these waters before. And besides sir, it appears to occur above the crest, not below."

"Are you telling me we have a Red October in the area."

"Possibly sir. I advise that all ships be extremely careful. Escpecially with tensions brewing as they are on the surface."

"Understood. I'll send the messege out."

When the messege was sent, the Tigersville picked it up.

"Lt. I want you to track it Radio if you hear something from the Sea Tiger, notify me at once."

"Right away commander."

With that, the Corneliuan Navy prepares for the unknown.

"AND THESE ARE INTERNATIONAL WATERS!" roared the captain, "Coreworlds have no jurisdiction whatsoever over these waters. He can declare them closed all he wants - that does not change the fact that any ship that wishes to pass through can do so freely."

The captain took a breath and continued.
"Don't bullshit me about this I'm obligated to stop thing - I've been sailing for more than 30 years. There is no such law. We are a civillian vessel. I hope you're prepared to answer to your superior officers, son. Search all you want."

Commander Daniels boarded the ship also, and heard the arguement. "Look, Captain. We declared these waters closed for a reason: Safety! We want to make sure that ships are not being targeted accidently during a torpedo test!!! You do realize that a torpedo blowing a hole in the hull will cause lots of problems. You're very lucky, Captain. Very lucky you didn't get hit while in the closed zone. Now let us continue the tour of this vessel, if you please."

"Thank you, Captain." he said to the CoreWorlds Captain. He turned to the Exonerate Captain. "Now are you going to cooperate? It will go better if you did. I want to see every inch of this ship. My men knows what they are looking for."

He turned to one of the men and whispered into his ear.

"I want to know if they erased the hard drive. Make sure you look for erasure signs and try to recover them if you can."

He nodded and said "I'll do my best sir."

He turned back to the Captain of the ship. "Now Captain, I want you to show me the hold of this ship then we'll take it from there."

The captain led him down into the ship's cargo hold.... down winding stairs. Then he stopped and nudged open a door to see a vast cavernous room filled with computer terminals. At each computer sat an individual user, role playing in some sort of bizzare nation simulation.

These odd people really belived that this virtual world of nation simulating could teach them something about human nature. Fools. Each user was strangely transfixed with their screen and completely unaware of the reality around them. Narcissists, he muttered to himself, unholstering his sidearm. No one noticed him walking down one isle of the enormous computer room.

He quickly located the strange group's leader: a "head nerd" judging the thick glasses, greasy face & hair, and t-shirt with computer code on it. Squeezing off a few silenced rounds into the hypnotized cubby man took only a milisecond.

Grimly moving to the room's exit, feeling no remorse for these mindless drones wrapped up in an awful world of self delusion and grandeur, he holstered his weapon. Before closing the door, C-4 was planted. No great loss, he muttered. The ship burned and sank as he rowed away with a smirk on his face. Mission Accomplished.

-THE END!

"It's actually Commander, sir." David said. "But you're welcome."

OOC: Ignore Ernest's post.

"It's actually Commander, sir." David said. "But you're welcome."

OOC: Ignore Ernest's post.

"My bad Commander. Shall we search this ship to see what exactly we have here?"

The captain led him down into the ship's cargo hold.... down winding stairs. Then he stopped and nudged open a door to see a vast cavernous room filled with computer terminals. At each computer sat an individual user, role playing in some sort of bizzare nation simulation.

These odd people really belived that this virtual world of nation simulating could teach them something about human nature. Fools. Each user was strangely transfixed with their screen and completely unaware of the reality around them. Narcissists, he muttered to himself, unholstering his sidearm. No one noticed him walking down one isle of the enormous computer room.

He quickly located the strange group's leader: a "head nerd" judging the thick glasses, greasy face & hair, and t-shirt with computer code on it. Squeezing off a few silenced rounds into the hypnotized cubby man took only a milisecond.

Grimly moving to the room's exit, feeling no remorse for these mindless drones wrapped up in an awful world of self delusion and grandeur, he holstered his weapon. Before closing the door, C-4 was planted. No great loss, he muttered. The ship burned and sank as he rowed away with a smirk on his face. Mission Accomplished.

-THE END!

OOC: Quit spamming, Ernest, or else your nation is slag.

IC:
"Of course we shall search this ship. What else did we come here for?"

The pilot slowed the Akula down, sat now barely 200 ft from the hull of the Tigershark, the nose pointed directly at the Cornelieun ship.

Aboard Cougar's Pride...
"Sir! Little Cub's picking up a signature!" Sonar announced. Little Cub is the destroyer's helicopter.
"Great! Yankee Search the area! I want to know what's going on!" Lt. Commander Chris Conway, the XO of the Pride said. "Where is the contact?"
"Near the Tigersville (the real name of the Corneliu ship, McLeod03)!"
"Alert that ship! Get our subs in the area! Is that Viking still in the air?"
"Typhoon's on her way! and yes sir!"
"Very well! Arm torpedos! If that contact is hostile, we'll have to deal with it! Alert that Viking, too!"
"Yes, sir!"

The DD used it's active search sonar to spy out the contact. Ping! The sound waves returned a shape very close to the Corneliuan ship. A submarine!

[code:1:e0ad6d64c9]Encrypted: TIGERSVILLE! CONTACT NEAR YOU RPT CONTACT NEAR YOU![/code:1:e0ad6d64c9]

The sonar was also picked up by the Typhoon.
"Conn, sonar! Yankee search by the Pride. I also hear blade screws. Sounds very faint."
"Which sub is it?" Captain Corey Watkins asked.
"Don't know yet, sir. Wait...sounds like a minisub, but very hard to make sure."
"What? Minisub?"
"It's very faint, but I'm almost positive it's that class of sub."
"Damn. I hate spies, ok all hands, man battle stations torpedo! Torpedo room, load tubes one and two, but do not open outer doors!"
The situation is very tense now. What is that little sub planning now?

"Commander, we're picking up an urgent messege from CoreWorlds. They are saying we have a sub right near us."

"Shit, we did have a Red October. Prepare Depth Charges but do not fire them until ordered. I want all anti-torpedo artillery to prepare to fire. We know what type of tech they have but now we need to see how we'll stand up to it."

Klaxons sounded throughout the ship. The crew of the ship prepare for combat but not of the kind they thought of in the beginning.

"Radio room. I want a messege sent off to Command. Let them know what is going on here. Send them everything we have and what CoreWorlds has sent us."

"Right away sir."

"Now what sir?"

"Now we wait Lt. Com. I want you to notify our submarine. Tell them to head for the CoreWorlds ship and assist them."

"Right away sir."

With that, the ship prepares for combat as the submarine moves to its destination.

"Look, Captain. We declared these waters closed for a reason: Safety! We want to make sure that ships are not being targeted accidently during a torpedo test!!! You do realize that a torpedo blowing a hole in the hull will cause lots of problems. You're very lucky, Captain. Very lucky you didn't get hit while in the closed zone. Now let us continue the tour of this vessel, if you please."
"So your idea of safety is to shoot at ships in order to ensure their safety? I'll be talking to your superior officers - your nation has no authority to declare any part of international waters 'closed' for any reason. We have an important shipment to make, and you better not delay us too long."
Captain Giles lead the two other men around the ship.
"There's not much to see - this is the cargo hold... That's the bridge. There are obviously cranes used for loading and unloading. And that's all we have here."

OOC: Wtf?!? Search for signs of erasure? That is just plain BS. :roll:

"Look, we apologize for shooting, but you should not have been in there in the first place. What if a torpedo had decided to target you, huh? Then what? You'll be swimming with the fish, that's what!"

OOC: Yes, that's possible. Unless your computers have programs that can scrub the hard drive several times, and you didn't RP that, there will be signs of erasures.

:shock: :x The Fedral Union Would like to help in this investigation

"Look, we apologize for shooting, but you should not have been in there in the first place. What if a torpedo had decided to target you, huh? Then what? You'll be swimming with the fish, that's what!"

OOC: Yes, that's possible. Unless your computers have programs that can scrub the hard drive several times, and you didn't RP that, there will be signs of erasures.
OOC: Exoneratian Navy Intel standard operating proceedure is to erase the data permamantly, buy physically writting over it with random data.

"Look, we apologize for shooting, but you should not have been in there in the first place. What if a torpedo had decided to target you, huh? Then what? You'll be swimming with the fish, that's what!"

OOC: Yes, that's possible. Unless your computers have programs that can scrub the hard drive several times, and you didn't RP that, there will be signs of erasures.
"Oh, so you apologize after shooting us? Ever thought of what would happen after you hit us? Your Navy committed a hostile act against our nation. Don't expect this to just be forgotten. Search all you want."

OOC: Exoneratian Navy Intel standard operating proceedure is to erase the data permanently, by physically writing over it with random data.

OOC: You should have said that before, but I'll accept that.

IC: "Augh!" Commander Daniels just shook his head in disgust at the captain's ignorance and continued searching for incriminating evidence.

"Look, we apologize for shooting, but you should not have been in there in the first place. What if a torpedo had decided to target you, huh? Then what? You'll be swimming with the fish, that's what!"

OOC: Yes, that's possible. Unless your computers have programs that can scrub the hard drive several times, and you didn't RP that, there will be signs of erasures.
"Oh, so you apologize after shooting us? Ever thought of what would happen after you hit us? Your Navy committed a hostile act against our nation. Don't expect this to just be forgotten. Search all you want."

"You can report us to our superiors if you must! Be advised however, that when a full report is given to them, they'll likely dismiss your complaint." He turned to his intel officer. "Begin looking at the hard drive lieutant. I want everything they have PERTAINING to military matters."

"Right away captain."

As he goes about his business, he looked over at the Exonerate Captain again. "If we had to hit you, you would be in no position to report Captain because you would be dead. When we notify your nation, we'll have had a full record of the events leading up to your sinking. I'm just glad we didn't have to do that."

He looked at Commander Daniels. "Commander, we need to search this top to bottom. I suggest you start in the hold and I'll begin on the bridge. We'll meet somewhere in the middle."

OOC: Blade screws? Not me then.

IC: The small single-seat craft sped towards the Typhoon, its sensitive detector arrays clearly mapping everything around the craft, then overlaying it on the cockpit for the pilot to 'see'.

He steered the mini-sub away from the Typhoon having taken careful scans of the entire submarine, and rapidly increased speed whilst heading for the surface.

OOC: Blade screws? Not me then.

IC: The small single-seat craft sped towards the Typhoon, its sensitive detector arrays clearly mapping everything around the craft, then overlaying it on the cockpit for the pilot to 'see'.

He steered the fighter away from the Typhoon having taken careful scans of the entire submarine, and rapidly increased speed whilst heading for the surface.

OOC: I will Ignore undersea fighters and I advise all to do the same.

"Right." the Commander headed for the hold section of the ship. Carrying a flashlight, he searched through the hold, hoping that a crewmember wasn't as diligent as possible.

The captain and his party begin on the bridge.

"I want every system and manifest checked, double checked, and Triple Checked. Any irregularities are to be reported."

He begins to go over the manifests that he has.

OOC:

Corneliu - i would be well within my rights to ignore you for godmodding, but i haven't.

The Akula is a mini-sub designed for reconnaisance of sensitive military naval tests. It is highly expensive, and prone to failures. I wrote 'fighter' since whenever i am involved in a future tech, the Akula is used as a fighter, but since this is modern tech (debatable that the torpedo even works...), it is simply one of two covert mini subs. I will edit the post.

OOC:

Corneliu - i would be well within my rights to ignore you for godmodding, but i haven't.

The Akula is a mini-sub designed for reconnaisance of sensitive military naval tests. It is highly expensive, and prone to failures. I wrote 'fighter' since whenever i am involved in a future tech, the Akula is used as a fighter, but since this is modern tech (debatable that the torpedo even works...), it is simply one of two covert mini subs. I will edit the post.

OOC: I haven't godmodded you SOB!

OOC: As long as it is a minisub that does nothing but spy, I'm fine with that.

OOC:

Corneliu - i would be well within my rights to ignore you for godmodding, but i haven't.

The Akula is a mini-sub designed for reconnaisance of sensitive military naval tests. It is highly expensive, and prone to failures. I wrote 'fighter' since whenever i am involved in a future tech, the Akula is used as a fighter, but since this is modern tech (debatable that the torpedo even works...), it is simply one of two covert mini subs. I will edit the post.

OOC: I haven't godmodded you SOB!

OOC: Assassination thread??

OOC: He hasn't godmodded here, so you'd best stop bugging him about it.

OOC: It doesnt matter. It would be perfectly legit to ignore him, but i haven't. Now, stop the OOC stuff.

IC:

The Akula breaks the surface, sending more scrambled information on the surrounding ships and current situation, before submerging again, and heading at full speed for the Mistress Valley support ship, currently steaming inbound at full speed.

OOC: It doesnt matter. It would be perfectly legit to ignore him, but i haven't. Now, stop the OOC stuff.

OOC: I apologized for that buddy and if you don't drop it, I'll ignore every single post you make. And I can make OOC whenever I feel like it!

IC:

The captain continues to look over the bridge manifest and course history. He looks over at the Captain.

"You seem to have some irregularities in your coordinates sir. It appears sir that you have altered course a few times. According to our intel, some of your course directions, take you away from a few fleets of other nations. If your truely a Merchant Ship, Captain, you wouldn't have need to do that. Explain."

"Excuse me? We have not adjusted our course - Our course has been steady, except for a few short port stops."

OOC: You can't control my ship's actions. I've never said I've adjusted course before.

"Excuse me? We have not adjusted our course - Our course has been steady, except for a few short port stops."

OOC: You can't control my ship's actions. I've never said I've adjusted course before.

"Excuse me? We have not adjusted our course - Our course has been steady, except for a few short port stops."

OOC: You can't control my ship's actions. I've never said I've adjusted course before.

OOC: I didn't! Logs are another story.

"Your logs say otherwise. Either you did or someone sabatoged your records to have a confrontation between your nation and ours."

Commander Daniels radioed the Corneliu captain. "Nothing down here. I'm coming back up."

"Or that your nation deliberately just altered our logs in order to incriminate us. I'm sick and tired of this - first you fire upon us in international waters then board us. Now you're trying to claim that we did something we did not? Let me see those logs. I'm calling my government."
Captain Giles picked up a phone, that presumably was capable of long distance communications.
"This is Captain Giles, of the Exoneratian shipping vessel Ocean Blue enroute to Tokarev. We have been fired upon in international waters, and boarded. Requesting assistance..."

Exonerate Navy Command
"Sir, he's sent in the call."
"Got it - notify the Enlightened Despot... We'll start moving some assets around."

Confidential Internal Communications to SSN Hunter-Killer, Stalker, SOS Pervasion.
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"Or that your nation deliberately just altered our logs in order to incriminate us. I'm sick and tired of this - first you fire upon us in international waters then board us. Now you're trying to claim that we did something we did not? Let me see those logs. I'm calling my government."
Captain Giles picked up a phone, that presumably was capable of long distance communications.
"This is Captain Giles, of the Exoneratian shipping vessel Ocean Blue enroute to Tokarev. We have been fired upon in international waters, and boarded. Requesting assistance..."

Exonerate Navy Command
"Sir, he's sent in the call."
"Got it - notify the Enlightened Despot... We'll start moving some assets around."

Confidential Internal Communications to SSN Hunter-Killer, Stalker, SOS Pervasion.
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IMEDIT REDPLYMNT 2 COREWORLDS STOP COORDS XX.XX N XX.XX E STOP VOYEUR PRSUMED CAPTURD STOP PREP 4 R&R OP STOP NRML RULS OF ENGAGMNT STOP RUN SILNT N DEEP OVER
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"Dont accuse us of causing this! We've been in your presence ever since we stepped on board. And before you say it, no, we have no spy on this ship. I do however, want to get down to the bottom of this Log Alteration. I think we can do that together."

He heard Commander Daniels say he found nothing.

"Commander, come up to the bridge. We have a slight problem."

"On my way, over." the Commander radioed. He made his way up towards the bridge, and after a couple minutes, he was there. "What seems to be the matter?"