NationStates Jolt Archive

OCC: I just want you to note that this is a mainly peaceful RP and the Emporer is not evil. He is led by the Advisor.

The Advisor stood outside the door of the throne room preparing his masterstroke. He knew how to turn the new emporer to his will and now he was to drop his masterstroke. He was a supporter of the old kings and was a direct ancestor of them, and he dreamed of a day when he would be crowned king. He needed to kill the Emporer first, or at least get him out of the way. A straight assination would not work, he was too well protected so he had devised a cunning plan. He would make the emporer attack Credonia who had ever been Austs greatest ally but the Advisor hated them. He hated their emporer and their evil, sceaming ways. He would get the Emporer toattcak them and the two nations would fight, Aust would win but their would be many casultys and one of them would be the Emporer killed by a bomb along with all the royal familly. Then the advisor could take over and the old way would return. Slavery would be back as would Anti-womanism. The Advisor opened the doors.
They lead to a long marble coorador each side had a line of standing guards, all ready to protect the emporer. At the other end sat the Emporer himself, Watching a T.V he laughed at the program, the advisor approched the boy, whos dark hair grew long and uncombed. "Sire." He said.
Emporer John looked at his advisor, "Yes,"
"Sire, I have news and advise."
"What." The T.V was pulled aweay by two guards. "Sire. Their is a plot to kill you, set up by the Credonians. You must get rid of them from our citys."
"But the Credonians have ever been our allies and my farther placed huge trust in them,"
"Your farther sire, was mad. When he came to the throne they where good and trustworthy but now with their new Emporer. Why else did they station troops in Aust, to kill you. That Emporer Sutton wishes to steal your crown and add Aust to his domains."
"How do we know this?"
"One of our agents, called C-98 got into their group." OF course their was no C-98 but the emporer wasn't to know that. "Where is he now?"
"Alas, sire. He died telling us the information he couldn't tell us their names but he said they where Credonian and backed by Credonians."
"How do we deal with it?" The boy,. only 14 was so gullable tought the Advisor, he now trusted the advisor and would do whatever he said. "We must take their embassy and kill every Credonian in it. Let me order the men to go."
The Emporer trusted his advisor and trusted his judgement, had he not been told their was a plot, and it all made sence, his farther had been assinated and he had been told it had been by a Credonian. "Send out the men."
"I shall sire. I shall." The advisor said he turned and strode from the room, the Emporer went back to watching Nickalodian unaware of the mistake he had made.
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The Bunks of the ASS Deaths Head legion
They where raised by the tolling of the bell and they where the elite, they set off for the Embassy of Credonia at first light. It took them little under 45 minuate to storm the Embassy and kill all that where inside. Men and women where killed while children where taken to the palace to be brought up the Austian way. To the advisors mind these would be his first slaves, his own personal slaves...

OCC: Like I said don't judge the Emporer too harshly he is only 14 and has been mislead.

OOC: *Cough* It's spelt "Massacres"... otherwise I would say that this is a nice start to something both painful for you both and interesting to read for me...

I was going to remove all Iuthian diplomats from your nation, but then I realised I didn't have an embassy in Aust that I was aware of...

Do you think the INOC team are still clearing up that nuclear mess?

OOC: *Cough* It's spelt "Massacres"... otherwise I would say that this is a nice start to something both painful for you both and interesting to read for me...

I was going to remove all Iuthian diplomats from your nation, but then I realised I didn't have an embassy in Aust that I was aware of...

Do you think the INOC team are still clearing up that nuclear mess?
OCC: Sorry, I thought I told you I was dilexic. I think their still their. Anyway I'm not planning to kill them in athe RP the idea was to show ho an advisor has been doing this sort of thing, highligting Austs political weakness. (Mabey a regime change,) this may be interesting to watch pan out. I hope it won't be two messy, if anyone invades I can put up one hell of a fight, just as a warning.

"HE DID WHAT!"
"he....he's killed the Credonians my Emperor.." His aid gulped, The littel empeor had a very powerfull and...loud voice at that when he was angry (he's only 15 to boot :D )

"I sense something is very very wrong here... prepare my Plane,we shall go see him and exactly what his actions and reasons where"
HykarII Booted the Oak door open, a few splinters of wood flying off in a few directions...
"Flight 2004, you are cleared for take off"

The boeing 747, painted red (of course) took off steadily and began heading for Aust... the Empeor sipped a small amount of champaign, and frowned.... something was up here...and it wasn't very good... his head hurt immensly as his vision clouded out....

a figure stood in front of him
"Father?"
"my son...." his voice was far and distant..and it echoed over and over
"What is it?"
"There will be a war if he does not stop this purging...you must guide the Emperor of Aust back to the path of light instead of the path of destruction he now leads... You must stop him my so.."

"YOUR MAJESTY ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?"
The plane surrounding flooded back into his eyes, they stung badly
he Felt around his ear... blood...
"It was a vision... from my Father"
Filitov stared at him....
"Tell me........" He sat opposite him, and listened as Hykarr II retold what he had seen

WE APPLAUD THE ADVISIOR FOR SUCH A GREAT MOVE! He shall be remembered by us for centuries..he did a good thing

WE APPLAUD THE ADVISIOR FOR SUCH A GREAT MOVE! He shall be remembered by us for centuries..he did a good thing

OOC: please stop typing in caps unless your shouting, and read the stickies so you know how to RP properly

A man ran to the advisor. "Sir"
"What"
"We have a plane approching, it contains the Midalonian Emporer and his Son. They wish to talk to the Emporer."
The advisor knew that the Emporer was freinds with the Wmporer of the Midlonians, and knew his trechersy may be uncovered.
"Shoot it down."
"WHAT!"
"Shoot it down."
"Only the emporer has the permission to do that."
The Advisor warked off in serch of the Emporer and working out what lys he would tell to get it destroyed.

TAG

A man ran to the advisor. "Sir"
"What"
"We have a plane approching, it contains the Midalonian Emporer and his Son. They wish to talk to the Emporer."
The advisor knew that the Emporer was freinds with the Wmporer of the Midlonians, and knew his trechersy may be uncovered.
"Shoot it down."
"WHAT!"
"Shoot it down."
"Only the emporer has the permission to do that."
The Advisor warked off in serch of the Emporer and working out what lys he would tell to get it destroyed.

OOC: i think eeeeeeppp would be a good word around now.. :lol:

good job i'll make sure he won't die, he's in a special box of the plane that is quite thick in plating,and has parachutes, gives a slight lag of course, but i don't intend on killing my two main characters :shock:

oh and the old emperor's dead now remeber... Filitov is like his father, but HykarII is only 15...and as of yet has no son

Agent 88 sat in the cafe waiting for his orders. As soon as he had got the ticket for his capachinu (sorry if I spelt it wrong) he got the page.
"We must deture our friends Aust from any costly war with anyone. Although we hate Credonia , Aust's emporer's father was a friend with President CeleKorn so all military actions must be avoided. You know what you must do."
He got in his Mercades Bens and rode off towards the capitol building, at the gate he called into the intercom for a meeting between him and the emporer.

The advisor steped into the throne room. "Sire we have a enermy plane approching, it is a terrorist proberly from Credonia. May I shoot it down."
"You may."
The aide walked out not noticing when the Emporer ordered a camra to be placed on the front of one of the planes so he could watch the enermys distructian.

OOC: Sorry, I thought I told you I was dilexic.

OOC: Must have been someone else... generally I don't point out errors (directly, I correct peoples quotes by habit) unless its in the title... I like spelling to be neat cause it looks good.

Anyways, I'll stop butting in, good luck I'll keep an eye on this thread.

Secret Stuff

The Chief of Special Operations sat in his office, reading through his emails, when he read the subject line of one: "Intelligence Report on Aust Attack on Credonian Populous"

He clicked, bring up the message,

Dear Mr Roberts,

In an effort to boost our defense's effectiveness, I have issued you the following information.

All attacks on the Credonian People were not at the hand of the Emperor of Aust, although ordered by him. The attacks were advised by his closest advisor, and we suggest you take nessacary action.

Yours Truly,

CIA Director Matthews

Immediatly, he began writing an email off to the Foriegn Minister.

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Public Information
The Foriegn Minister wrote an email off to the Emperor of Aust,

Dear Mr Emperor,

I have observed your attacks on the Credonian populous, and I am concerned over your orders to do so. Therefore I offer you a meeting with myself at the Austarian Embassy. All security will be provided by our own forces. You may bring two unarmed bodyguards, and one person of your choice. Meet me asap.

Yours Faithfully,

Logan Newport
Foriegn Minister of the Republic of Austar Union

Aust is now an official Enemy of the People, thus Aust shall surrender or face invasion and Imperialistic Regime Change by the hands of Colonial Marines. We care not for excuses, surrender is the only option. Attacking and killing The People has lead to the highest intermission, thus The People shall decide the fate of your Regime

The Tsar of Dr_Twist was in a meeting when all of a sudden a Messenger Boy runs into the Room yelling Emperor Emperor, What it is boy we have just received Information that Aust has begun an Attack on the Credonian Populous, The Tsar became really worried, because this could easily become a war of Economic and Military Powers thought the Region, he knew that Major Nations would be sucked in including Dr_Twist if something did happen.

The Tsar Order to be on Alert we don't want to start something that doesn't involve us. The Tsar continued his meeting with the change of subjects.

OOC: wow, that was a daring move especially when i have about 45,000 troops in your nation.

IC
A total of 59 Credonians were killed in the attack with 7 seriously injured

Announcement To The World In Regards To The Recent Attack On The Credonian Embassy In Aust

In response to the current issue at hand, Credonia IMMEDIATELY ceases military actions in Aust to assist in the destruction of the rebel forces there. They have already begun their deployment BACK to mainland Credonia. Until we get answers to what is going on, Credonia will be placing a military lockdown on the Aust embassy within Credonia. Any Austians who attempt to leave the embassy will be shot on sight.

Emperor Sutton is currently preparing to contact the Austian government concerning this matter and will address the world with a speech later today. For now, Aust remains an ally of Credonia and no further military actions will be taken against the nation until the reason as to why this has happened is answered.

Lauren .R. Smith
Credonian Secretary of State
Credonian State Department, Credonia City, Credonia

OOC: It is important to note that it was on his advisors advice, and the emperor is little more than a child...

OOC: im well aware, but someone needs to be dealt with, and i dont take the killing of civilian lives easily

OOC: im well aware, but someone needs to be dealt with, and i dont take the killing of civilian lives easily

OOC: I have TG'd Aust asking him if he is willing to allow me to RP the assasination of his advisor by Austarian Forces. Still waiting on his reply.

BTW: I have replied to your TG...

"Pathetic logic. A fifteen year old, given the chance, would have never done this. The international community is not stupid, we know that child rulers can be easily swayed by government officials." Alexey walked down the hall, with a cold and calculating glance, he looked at his aide, "Aust has had good relations with Credonia as to even trust each other to have embassies, to start now means a conspiracy. Valkov, give me background checks on all government officials close to the child at the time."

"Dah, Premier," Valkov whisked away, turning left towards the west wing of the building. Alexey continued moving forward until he came across a door and opened it, to reveal a gigantic room filled with monitors and computers. At the far wall, a large screen showed Aust, as seen from GPS sattelites. "Okay people, we don't have enough time. We need enough evidence to stop this conflict at any debate." Alexey boomed, as he sat on a chair and began to think as he looked out into the screen.

Did he ever truly had a choice?

The advisor sat surrounded by his bodyguard, his plan was working, the nations of the world where declaring war and soon the petty child would be dead or at least his slave. All he needed now was one last atrocaty, he knew what he would do. "Bring up one of the Credonian children," He ordered. An ally of his ran in telling him about the actions of the Emporer. "Seize the throne room." He ordered. "Send out this order, the emporer will veryfy it, all citizen are to know that the city is now under milatary rule. The emporer has given control to me. I am now Prime Minister, the Emporer will remain as a figurehead. All foregn nationals are to be taken to prison. The Emporer of Midlonia is to be taken to a prinson that shall be converted into a work camp." He drew his pistol an with a strong force of men advanced on the throne room...
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The Emporer sat in front of his screen watching the fighters approch what he thought was a terrorist plane. The planes fired their missiles streaking forward then he saw, the plane was painted in Midlonian royal colours. "Termanate the missiles!" He screamed, the missiles termanated, just a few meters from the royal plane. "Get me a line to the planes. And bring up my advisor! What the F**K is he playing at he nearly got me to shoot down the Royal Midlonian plane." He heard gunfire behingd him and saw that a group of armed men where trying to take the Throne room. They where led by an advisor and they just broke through the last of his guards. The advisor pointed his gun at the Emporer and the boy cowered. "Sign this sheet," The Advisor said, The boy read it said that he had given power to the advisor and that the city would be taken under millatary rule. And that his freind, tge Emporer of Midlonia was to be taken to a work camp! Along with thousands of other nationsals!
"No" He pushed the paper away. the advisor leveled the gun.
"Do it or I'll blow you a third eye." the boy signed.

Message sent through Diplomatic Channels to the Emperor of Aust...

To: The Emperor
From: Amanda Ngo, Chancellor of Nuevo Kowloon

RE: Diplomatic incidents.

When I took over the Chancery from my Mother, I was seventeen, not much older than you are. In the early days of my administration, I relied heavily on the good advice of both military and civil officials.
Note the emphasis is on "GOOD" advice.
That good advice led to the sacrifice of more than a thousand of our men in your nation's defense during the showdown with Elvindom, and that good advice led to the employment of our Coast Guard in Search and Rescue operations in the ruins of your capital city.

Starting a war with Credonia is starting a war you can't win. Adding Midlonia to the mix is starting a war on two fronts that you can not win.
Alliance with your nation is rapidly losing its appeal, Your Majesty, we will maintain diplomatic contact with your Majesty's Government up until it is no longer possible or acceptable to do so.

I recommend releasing the Credonian Prisoners you have taken, and the King of Midlonia, before you start something you aren't in a condition to finish-we won't help you this time.

Amanda Ngo
Chancellor,
Nuevo Kowloon.

OCC: What bout my agent waiting out by the capitol's gate?He is still awaiting a responce via the intercom.

OCC: What bout my agent waiting out by the capitol's gate?He is still awaiting a responce via the intercom.
OOC: Forgot about him sorry.

"THE advisor sat on the throne with the boy in chains in front of him. "We have a message from ESF sir, they want to send an ambassidor in to the palace."
The advisor raised one hand, "Invite him then kill him or take him prisinor for the labour camps. Take 30 ASS." The Emporer tried to stand,
"You can't do that!" The advisor slashed down with a whip on the boys bare back. The boy yelped and was silant.

Message sent through Diplomatic Channels to the Emperor of Aust...

To: The Emperor
From: Amanda Ngo, Chancellor of Nuevo Kowloon

RE: Diplomatic incidents.

When I took over the Chancery from my Mother, I was seventeen, not much older than you are. In the early days of my administration, I relied heavily on the good advice of both military and civil officials.
Note the emphasis is on "GOOD" advice.
That good advice led to the sacrifice of more than a thousand of our men in your nation's defense during the showdown with Elvindom, and that good advice led to the employment of our Coast Guard in Search and Rescue operations in the ruins of your capital city.

Starting a war with Credonia is starting a war you can't win. Adding Midlonia to the mix is starting a war on two fronts that you can not win.
Alliance with your nation is rapidly losing its appeal, Your Majesty, we will maintain diplomatic contact with your Majesty's Government up until it is no longer possible or acceptable to do so.

I recommend releasing the Credonian Prisoners you have taken, and the King of Midlonia, before you start something you aren't in a condition to finish-we won't help you this time.

Amanda Ngo
Chancellor,
Nuevo Kowloon.
To: Nuevo Kowloon
From The Emporer of Aust

Leave Aust alone, we can and shall beat Credon ia, leave us alone scum.

From:
Emporer John.

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"It's not like my cousain, the Abassidor to Aust told Amanda Ngo. "I know him to well he wouldn't do this. His best freind is the Emporer of Midlonia, for god sake he wouldn't send him to a labout camp. I haven't spoken to him for two days, I just keep getting sent through to his advisor. He was best freinds with Credonia three days ago. They have embassys in each nation. I know somthings wrong, we have to find out whats wrong." She turned to the ambassidor, "I need help, theirs something wrong. Please, contact Credonia and Midlonia, tell them we need help rescueing him. Please help me."

Message sent through Diplomatic Channels to the Emperor of Aust...

To: The Emperor
From: Amanda Ngo, Chancellor of Nuevo Kowloon

RE: Diplomatic incidents.

When I took over the Chancery from my Mother, I was seventeen, not much older than you are. In the early days of my administration, I relied heavily on the good advice of both military and civil officials.
Note the emphasis is on "GOOD" advice.
That good advice led to the sacrifice of more than a thousand of our men in your nation's defense during the showdown with Elvindom, and that good advice led to the employment of our Coast Guard in Search and Rescue operations in the ruins of your capital city.

Starting a war with Credonia is starting a war you can't win. Adding Midlonia to the mix is starting a war on two fronts that you can not win.
Alliance with your nation is rapidly losing its appeal, Your Majesty, we will maintain diplomatic contact with your Majesty's Government up until it is no longer possible or acceptable to do so.

I recommend releasing the Credonian Prisoners you have taken, and the King of Midlonia, before you start something you aren't in a condition to finish-we won't help you this time.

Amanda Ngo
Chancellor,
Nuevo Kowloon.
To: Nuevo Kowloon
From The Emporer of Aust

Leave Aust alone, we can and shall beat Credon ia, leave us alone scum.

From:
Emporer John.

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"It's not like my cousain, the Abassidor to Aust told Amanda Ngo. "I know him to well he wouldn't do this. His best freind is the Emporer of Midlonia, for god sake he wouldn't send him to a labout camp. I haven't spoken to him for two days, I just keep getting sent through to his advisor. He was best freinds with Credonia three days ago. They have embassys in each nation. I know somthings wrong, we have to find out whats wrong." She turned to the ambassidor, "I need help, theirs something wrong. Please, contact Credonia and Midlonia, tell them we need help rescueing him. Please help me."

Message sent through Diplomatic Channels to the Emperor of Aust...

To: The Emperor
From: Amanda Ngo, Chancellor of Nuevo Kowloon

RE: Diplomatic incidents.

When I took over the Chancery from my Mother, I was seventeen, not much older than you are. In the early days of my administration, I relied heavily on the good advice of both military and civil officials.
Note the emphasis is on "GOOD" advice.
That good advice led to the sacrifice of more than a thousand of our men in your nation's defense during the showdown with Elvindom, and that good advice led to the employment of our Coast Guard in Search and Rescue operations in the ruins of your capital city.

Starting a war with Credonia is starting a war you can't win. Adding Midlonia to the mix is starting a war on two fronts that you can not win.
Alliance with your nation is rapidly losing its appeal, Your Majesty, we will maintain diplomatic contact with your Majesty's Government up until it is no longer possible or acceptable to do so.

I recommend releasing the Credonian Prisoners you have taken, and the King of Midlonia, before you start something you aren't in a condition to finish-we won't help you this time.

Amanda Ngo
Chancellor,
Nuevo Kowloon.
To: Nuevo Kowloon
From The Emporer of Aust

Leave Aust alone, we can and shall beat Credon ia, leave us alone scum.

From:
Emporer John.

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"It's not like my cousain, the Abassidor to Aust told Amanda Ngo. "I know him to well he wouldn't do this. His best freind is the Emporer of Midlonia, for god sake he wouldn't send him to a labout camp. I haven't spoken to him for two days, I just keep getting sent through to his advisor. He was best freinds with Credonia three days ago. They have embassys in each nation. I know somthings wrong, we have to find out whats wrong." She turned to the ambassidor, "I need help, theirs something wrong. Please, contact Credonia and Midlonia, tell them we need help rescueing him. Please help me."

Message sent through Diplomatic Channels to the Emperor of Aust...

To: The Emperor
From: Amanda Ngo, Chancellor of Nuevo Kowloon

RE: Diplomatic incidents.

When I took over the Chancery from my Mother, I was seventeen, not much older than you are. In the early days of my administration, I relied heavily on the good advice of both military and civil officials.
Note the emphasis is on "GOOD" advice.
That good advice led to the sacrifice of more than a thousand of our men in your nation's defense during the showdown with Elvindom, and that good advice led to the employment of our Coast Guard in Search and Rescue operations in the ruins of your capital city.

Starting a war with Credonia is starting a war you can't win. Adding Midlonia to the mix is starting a war on two fronts that you can not win.
Alliance with your nation is rapidly losing its appeal, Your Majesty, we will maintain diplomatic contact with your Majesty's Government up until it is no longer possible or acceptable to do so.

I recommend releasing the Credonian Prisoners you have taken, and the King of Midlonia, before you start something you aren't in a condition to finish-we won't help you this time.

Amanda Ngo
Chancellor,
Nuevo Kowloon.
To: Nuevo Kowloon
From The Emporer of Aust

Leave Aust alone, we can and shall beat Credon ia, leave us alone scum.

From:
Emporer John.

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"It's not like my cousain, the Abassidor to Aust told Amanda Ngo. "I know him to well he wouldn't do this. His best freind is the Emporer of Midlonia, for god sake he wouldn't send him to a labout camp. I haven't spoken to him for two days, I just keep getting sent through to his advisor. He was best freinds with Credonia three days ago. They have embassys in each nation. I know somthings wrong, we have to find out whats wrong." She turned to the ambassidor, "I need help, theirs something wrong. Please, contact Credonia and Midlonia, tell them we need help rescueing him. Please help me."

Message sent through Diplomatic Channels to the Emperor of Aust...

To: The Emperor
From: Amanda Ngo, Chancellor of Nuevo Kowloon

RE: Diplomatic incidents.

When I took over the Chancery from my Mother, I was seventeen, not much older than you are. In the early days of my administration, I relied heavily on the good advice of both military and civil officials.
Note the emphasis is on "GOOD" advice.
That good advice led to the sacrifice of more than a thousand of our men in your nation's defense during the showdown with Elvindom, and that good advice led to the employment of our Coast Guard in Search and Rescue operations in the ruins of your capital city.

Starting a war with Credonia is starting a war you can't win. Adding Midlonia to the mix is starting a war on two fronts that you can not win.
Alliance with your nation is rapidly losing its appeal, Your Majesty, we will maintain diplomatic contact with your Majesty's Government up until it is no longer possible or acceptable to do so.

I recommend releasing the Credonian Prisoners you have taken, and the King of Midlonia, before you start something you aren't in a condition to finish-we won't help you this time.

Amanda Ngo
Chancellor,
Nuevo Kowloon.
To: Nuevo Kowloon
From The Emporer of Aust

Leave Aust alone, we can and shall beat Credon ia, leave us alone scum.

From:
Emporer John.

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"It's not like my cousain, the Abassidor to Aust told Amanda Ngo. "I know him to well he wouldn't do this. His best freind is the Emporer of Midlonia, for god sake he wouldn't send him to a labout camp. I haven't spoken to him for two days, I just keep getting sent through to his advisor. He was best freinds with Credonia three days ago. They have embassys in each nation. I know somthings wrong, we have to find out whats wrong." She turned to the ambassidor, "I need help, theirs something wrong. Please, contact Credonia and Midlonia, tell them we need help rescueing him. Please help me."

Amanda nodded, "I agree-you've got a bad situation there-and it's going to get worse. Every step so far has been to provoke hostility. Tell me, who is this 'Advisor'?" Amanda asked quietly.
The early-evening air filtered through the garden as the two women walked along a path of stones.
"You will help?" Bertrude asked. Amanda nodded. "We'll help."

Message sent through Diplomatic Channels to the Emperor of Aust...

To: The Emperor
From: Amanda Ngo, Chancellor of Nuevo Kowloon

RE: Diplomatic incidents.

When I took over the Chancery from my Mother, I was seventeen, not much older than you are. In the early days of my administration, I relied heavily on the good advice of both military and civil officials.
Note the emphasis is on "GOOD" advice.
That good advice led to the sacrifice of more than a thousand of our men in your nation's defense during the showdown with Elvindom, and that good advice led to the employment of our Coast Guard in Search and Rescue operations in the ruins of your capital city.

Starting a war with Credonia is starting a war you can't win. Adding Midlonia to the mix is starting a war on two fronts that you can not win.
Alliance with your nation is rapidly losing its appeal, Your Majesty, we will maintain diplomatic contact with your Majesty's Government up until it is no longer possible or acceptable to do so.

I recommend releasing the Credonian Prisoners you have taken, and the King of Midlonia, before you start something you aren't in a condition to finish-we won't help you this time.

Amanda Ngo
Chancellor,
Nuevo Kowloon.
To: Nuevo Kowloon
From The Emporer of Aust

Leave Aust alone, we can and shall beat Credon ia, leave us alone scum.

From:
Emporer John.

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"It's not like my cousain, the Abassidor to Aust told Amanda Ngo. "I know him to well he wouldn't do this. His best freind is the Emporer of Midlonia, for god sake he wouldn't send him to a labout camp. I haven't spoken to him for two days, I just keep getting sent through to his advisor. He was best freinds with Credonia three days ago. They have embassys in each nation. I know somthings wrong, we have to find out whats wrong." She turned to the ambassidor, "I need help, theirs something wrong. Please, contact Credonia and Midlonia, tell them we need help rescueing him. Please help me."

Amanda nodded, "I agree-you've got a bad situation there-and it's going to get worse. Every step so far has been to provoke hostility. Tell me, who is this 'Advisor'?" Amanda asked quietly.
The early-evening air filtered through the garden as the two women walked along a path of stones.
"You will help?" Bertrude asked. Amanda nodded. "We'll help."
"The advisor is a man, aleader of the people of the North-western provence. Most people their supported the old goverment. The Emporer chose him to be on his staff as a represtive of that provence, he worked his way up the ranks. Do you think this could be an attempt to bring back the old ways?"

Secret IC:The plane from midlonia would be arriving soon and 900 ASS and Aust Troopers waited, they would wait until it had touched down and the people had got out then they would distroy the plane and kill the guards taking the Emporer hostage.

OOC: I take it thats a secret message Aust?
TAG
and well done from me Aust!

Aust, did you bother to explain that the Credonians had recently been bombing civilian areas?

OOC: I take it thats a secret message Aust?
TAG
and well done from me Aust!
Thanks. It'll proberly all turn pear shaped and the royals will take control again but until then HAHAHAHA

Aust, did you bother to explain that the Credonians had recently been bombing civilian areas?
I didn't know, I was doing this as an RP. Are they when and where?

OOC: To aust only!
Aust,
There are several terrorist organisations that do not like creddonia, i could try and get you some help from them if you want, and also, if creddonia does try and invade you then ill help you out with my biggest nation(hotdogs2) or if i can get my allies to help then ill use this one.

OOC: oh i have a few tricks up my sleve yet :wink:

"something's not right here, i sense it"
"What do you mean my lord?"
"They have arrested someone, who has diplomatic immunity..I muct contact Obilious Nobilite"

"The Psyker?!? But sire, t could injure you badly..."
"I don't care! We'll be killed if we don't do something"
He shut his eyes and sent an astropath message to Obilious Nobilite... then he collapsed, gagging for air and bleeding at the nose and ears...


Obilious Opened his eyes...He then turned and ran down to the communications room...

OOC: Interesting.

The advisor sent out an order. "Send up three squadrions of planes to be...a royal escort to Midlonias palne, make sure it lands, if it goes off course, shoot it down." Again the emporer tried to peotest and again he was whipped into silance.

[ooc]Ugh! Triple Post!! Bleeping Forums!

Chancery Gardens, Nha Tranh, Nuevo Kowloon...

Amanda sipped her tea, and led Bertrude to a table in the garden. "To answer that, you must answer for yourself-if this man is a leader, from a district that is beholden to a discredited past... yes, I think this could be it-but I also suspect this man would sacrifice those ways in a heartbeat to hold power." She offered to pour for Bertrude, then, she gestured around them.
"Your cousin is one member of the Royal Family, yes? and the bulk of his direct relations are within this man's grasp..." Amanda poured the tea.
In the distance, an imported bird sang in the trees.
The two sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Your life, and the lives of your relatives, would be in danger from this man-even if you aren't in the direct line of succession." Amanda concluded.
She unfolded the reply from the Emperor, and handed it across the table.
"I've already ordered all nonessential personnel to leave our Embassy in Aust by noon today local time. I suspect he will reciprocate this move, or move to do to my people what he's already done to the Credonians." Amanda's tone was flat, her eyes, behind the dark glasses, were unreadable as she added, "Your architects were surprised when we insisted on Natural Gas heating. If the worst comes-and I think it will, the team sent in will recieve an... unpleasant surprise... try the cakes, they're quite good."

Chancery Gardens, Nha Tranh, Nuevo Kowloon...

Amanda sipped her tea, and led Bertrude to a table in the garden. "To answer that, you must answer for yourself-if this man is a leader, from a district that is beholden to a discredited past... yes, I think this could be it-but I also suspect this man would sacrifice those ways in a heartbeat to hold power." She offered to pour for Bertrude, then, she gestured around them.
"Your cousin is one member of the Royal Family, yes? and the bulk of his direct relations are within this man's grasp..." Amanda poured the tea.
In the distance, an imported bird sang in the trees.
The two sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Your life, and the lives of your relatives, would be in danger from this man-even if you aren't in the direct line of succession." Amanda concluded.
She unfolded the reply from the Emperor, and handed it across the table.
"I've already ordered all nonessential personnel to leave our Embassy in Aust by noon today local time. I suspect he will reciprocate this move, or move to do to my people what he's already done to the Credonians." Amanda's tone was flat, her eyes, behind the dark glasses, were unreadable as she added, "Your architects were surprised when we insisted on Natural Gas heating. If the worst comes-and I think it will, the team sent in will recieve an... unpleasant surprise... try the cakes, they're quite good."

The agent was adjusting his radio during the wait. He got an answer to come in but it didnt sound like the normal guard. 88 slowly pulled up to the doorway. He started fondoling his 1st gun when 2 Aust agents came towards his car. He knew something fishy had to be going on. He pulled out two of his guns and fired on the agents. He started towards the door , and shot the cameras at the same time. The door had been left slightly opened and 88 decided it was his job to find out what exactly was going on inside Aust.

Chancery Gardens, Nha Tranh, Nuevo Kowloon...

Amanda sipped her tea, and led Bertrude to a table in the garden. "To answer that, you must answer for yourself-if this man is a leader, from a district that is beholden to a discredited past... yes, I think this could be it-but I also suspect this man would sacrifice those ways in a heartbeat to hold power." She offered to pour for Bertrude, then, she gestured around them.
"Your cousin is one member of the Royal Family, yes? and the bulk of his direct relations are within this man's grasp..." Amanda poured the tea.
In the distance, an imported bird sang in the trees.
The two sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Your life, and the lives of your relatives, would be in danger from this man-even if you aren't in the direct line of succession." Amanda concluded.
She unfolded the reply from the Emperor, and handed it across the table.
"I've already ordered all nonessential personnel to leave our Embassy in Aust by noon today local time. I suspect he will reciprocate this move, or move to do to my people what he's already done to the Credonians." Amanda's tone was flat, her eyes, behind the dark glasses, were unreadable as she added, "Your architects were surprised when we insisted on Natural Gas heating. If the worst comes-and I think it will, the team sent in will recieve an... unpleasant surprise... try the cakes, they're quite good."
She takes a cake. "Thank you, I know it can't be easy but still thank you. So what shall our plan be?"
-------------------------------------------------
The ASS squad opened fire on the agent, drowning him in a sea of bullets and flames.

Chancery Gardens, Nha Tranh, Nuevo Kowloon...

Amanda sipped her tea, and led Bertrude to a table in the garden. "To answer that, you must answer for yourself-if this man is a leader, from a district that is beholden to a discredited past... yes, I think this could be it-but I also suspect this man would sacrifice those ways in a heartbeat to hold power." She offered to pour for Bertrude, then, she gestured around them.
"Your cousin is one member of the Royal Family, yes? and the bulk of his direct relations are within this man's grasp..." Amanda poured the tea.
In the distance, an imported bird sang in the trees.
The two sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Your life, and the lives of your relatives, would be in danger from this man-even if you aren't in the direct line of succession." Amanda concluded.
She unfolded the reply from the Emperor, and handed it across the table.
"I've already ordered all nonessential personnel to leave our Embassy in Aust by noon today local time. I suspect he will reciprocate this move, or move to do to my people what he's already done to the Credonians." Amanda's tone was flat, her eyes, behind the dark glasses, were unreadable as she added, "Your architects were surprised when we insisted on Natural Gas heating. If the worst comes-and I think it will, the team sent in will recieve an... unpleasant surprise... try the cakes, they're quite good."
She takes a cake. "Thank you, I know it can't be easy but still thank you. So what shall our plan be?"
-------------------------------------------------
The ASS squad opened fire on the agent, drowning him in a sea of bullets and flames.

Amanda sat back, and folded her hands, "First, we must marshall what political resources we can within Aust itself, and within your nation's Foreign Service. I understand that several of your cousins were also appointed Ambassadorial posts. Meanwhile, I'll ask Credonia not to retaliate, we must prepare first..." Amanda seemed to drop into one of her "Lost in thoughts" periods- Bertrude had seen the NK leader like this before-once when she ordered fifteen hundered men to die in Blood Pass, once when she chose to sacrifice her closest friend to uncover a traitor.
"... yes, we must prepare first, because unless I am very much mistaken, your Cousin will-if he survives- be so damaged politically that he may well be non-viable in his role... but I think before that happens, this 'advisor' intends to kill him, possibly to create an artificial martyr to galvanize your populace behind his moves." Amanda unfolded her hands, "So, if we delay the inevitable, each day of Peace buys him survival time, and gives our real opponent the chance to become overconfident."
Amanda sipped her tea. Bertrude looked uncomfortable with the revelation.
"We will, of course, need to begin insulating the Office of your Emperor from the outside world... it would be nice if I had a psychological profile of this Advisor, so that we could work up what sort of propoganda to feed him... something that we can use to trip him up, while we arrange matters under-cover-of-moonlight to remove his supports inside the country... and we need to make certain that, if he does kill your cousin, that we have a replacement whose credibility as a liberator is impossible to challenge domestically among the moderates in your country..."
She set the cup down, and took some of the cake for herself. Amanda ate daintily while she thought it through.
"...got it. Actually, we really do have it. You know my Nation does not use Nuclear, Chemical, or Biological weapons?"
Bertrude nodded.
"Well... if he is one who believes in the 'Old Ways', then he's probably a hair paranoid-we're going to feed his paranoia, and his Arrogance. In your next report, mention that I cried after reading the terse reply from 'The Emperor', and that I was making threats." She paused, "Make it sound like I'm turning into a paranoid lunatic, feed his prejudices, if he believes I might do his work for him, he will be less likely to pay attention to what's really going on." She poured each of them another cup. "Meanwhile, figure out who you trust-who's actually worthy of trust, and start making arrangements with them-quietly, if we're to set up what I fear we may need, then it's important that the final choice on the destiny of your nation remain in the hands of your own-that's best handled quietly until we can't stay quiet anymore... the best thing to do for now, is to make it appear he is going to get what he wants."
Amanda stood up, "I will help you, but your People Must be the ones to achieve victory-anything else, and whoever winds up on top, winds up there percieved as a puppet... and a perception like that is very bad, it makes for civil wars." Amanda smoothed her skirt, and offered her hand to the Austian Ambassador. "Our first two moves, then, are to form an opposition, and to close him off from real-time Foreign intel."

OOC: Tagged - this should be interesting to watch

IC: Premier Christopher Jackson sat back in the comfortable, red leather chair as he listened expressionlessly to the briefing by his military and foreign diplomatic advisors.

It did not look good - A massacre of Credonians in Aust and some sort of military coup de tat under the guise of a power transfer. Jackson smiled inwardly - it was an age-old method, but it still worked.

He looked across the table at his Cabinet members. Each one was deathly silent as they grimly listened to the Minister for Defence and the Minister for Foreign Affairs interject their reports at the same time.

Jackson leant forward a little, picking up a glass of ice water and bringing it to his lips. He savoured the cool liquid in the heat of the Cabinet Room; they had been there almost an hour now, and the secure room underneath the Radivostokian Socialist Party Headquarters got warm very quickly. As he replaced the glass on the table with a tinkle of ice, the Premier looked at his Foreign Affairs Minister. "Do we have any citizens in Aust?"

The Minister looked down shortly at his papers. "According to our flight lists and border control, it is predicted that we have at least a thousand citizens that were either passing through Aust or staying there for various reasons." He looked up. "Most of them are trapped there at the moment due to the increase in armed military activity on the streets."

Jackson nodded a little. "Then we need to get them out of there." He looked at his Diplomatic Minister. "What are the chances of Aust letting us move a section of the Second Infantry in to escort our people out?"

"Probably none, Premier," was the quick reply. The Diplomatic Minister leaned forward. "The situation in Aust is deteriorating rapidly, and the new Prime Minister does not seem to be a person easy to conduct diplomacy with."

Jackson raised an eyebrow. The dim lighting of the rest of the room cast a menacing shadow of the Premier on the wall behind him. "You're suggesting we just leave our citizens there."

"I am not saying we should not try opening diplomacy, Premier," the DM replied. He then spread his arms. "I'm just saying that it doesn't look likely."

"Premier, we need to act quickly," the Foreign Affairs Minister cut in. He gestured frantically. "Aust has already started the destruction of one group, what's to say our citizens are not next?"

Jackson frowned a little. "You're suggesting we attack Aust?" He inquired.

The FAM looked at the Premier. "I suggest we defend our citizens, Sir," he replied.

"Are you crazy?" The DefMin looked across incredulously at the FAM, joined in his gaze by the DipMin. The DefMin then looked at the man at the head of the table. "Premier, the Aust military is much larger than ours, we barely have 12,000 people altogether in both the Army and the Air Force." The DefMin appealed. "The Navy isn't even constructed yet! Attacking Aust would be military suicide."

"And leaving our people there would be both political and diplomatic suicide!" retorted the FAM.

A chorus of voices from the cabinet rose in either protest or favour. Jackson watched everyone silently, eyes moving from one minister to another. "Alright," he said quietly.

The room stopped, and the DefMin looked across. "Premier?"

Jackson looked at the FAM. "I am not going to commit troops to war without good reason, particularly with a country that could squash us under foot." He raised a hand to silence the FAM's protests. "I am going to get our citizens out, but the rest of the country's problems are internal and no business of ours unless either our troops or our citizens are attacked." Jackson looked at the DipMin. "Open a communiqué to Aust and make the request." He stood, which was a signal the meeting had ended. The other ministers stepped out one after the other, the FAM looking considerably irritated.

"Peter."

The DefMin stopped, and turned. "Premier?"

Jackson took another drink of his ice water before fixing his eyes on the DefMin. "Put the First Armoured Brigade on high alert and cancel all leave. I want the Air Force ready to launch a raid at an hours notice."

DefMin folded his arms. "Are you expecting problems, Premier?"

Jackson looked down at his briefing papers. "The Diplomatic Minister is right about this new Prime Minister being not good to negotiate with." He looked up. "I just want all options open in case he makes a move against our citizens in Aust." He then turned and waved a hand, dismissing the DefMin.

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COMMUNIQUE TO AUST

TO: THE PRIME MINISTER
FROM: THE UNITED SOCIALIST STATES OF RADIVOSTOK - DIPLOMATIC OFFICE

Whilst the United Socialist States of Radivostok sees no reason to interfere with internal matters in your nation, we do raise concerns about the approximately one thousand Radivostokians trapped in your country by these latest events. We ask that you allow 200 troops from the Second Infantry to enter Aust and escort our citizens to safety. The Radivostokian government gives their solemn vow that these 200 troops being sent in at this time will not conduct any aggressive actions against Aust military forces unless either they or our citizens are threatened first. After our citizens are evacuated, these troops will withdraw from Aust, although we will be watching the situation closely for conditional changes.

Sincerely,

Radivostok Diplomatic Minister

BUMP!

From: Prime Minister Palpatine
TO: Radivostock
We reject your offer, your citizens will be placed in our protection camps, so they are not mistaken as terrorists.

-----------------
The Emporer asked in a tentive voice, "Sir, Advisor Sir, may I go to the bathroom." Sure, the advisor sat in the throne and ordered 2 men to guard him. They took him to the entrence of the royal baths and waited outside. The emporer rushed in, he went to a window and climbed out of it. Standing on the sill, 200 feet above the ground, he saw his bedroom window to the right. Their was no ledge but an Austian flag hung between the two rooms. Hoping no one would look up he jumped and grabed the flag-pole. He swung again and let go landing on his bedrooms windowsill. He broke the glass and tyoed a quick mesage on his P.C sending it to Nuevo Kowloon, Credonia, Radivostok, ESF and MIdlonia, he also sent one to the Emporers of Midlonias Jet.
[code:1:24a6d6b0e5]
To: Everyone, all nations.
From: The Emporer of Aust John the Second.
I need Help. The Advisor has taken control. He wants U to declare was on Aust. He took over palace at gun point. Help me plese. He wnts to put your people in labour camps! He wnts to take control of Aust. He is the decendent of the old Kings. H, Emp. of Midlonia, turn bak he wants to take U prisionor. Dn't blive andthing he says.
John. [/code:1:24a6d6b0e5]

He returned, swung out of the window, and went back to the bathroom, satisfied he had done something to help his frends

From: Prime Minister Palpatine
TO: Radivostock
We reject your offer, your citizens will be placed in our protection camps, so they are not mistaken as terrorists.

-----------------
The Emporer asked in a tentive voice, "Sir, Advisor Sir, may I go to the bathroom." Sure, the advisor sat in the throne and ordered 2 men to guard him. They took him to the entrence of the royal baths and waited outside. The emporer rushed in, he went to a window and climbed out of it. Standing on the sill, 200 feet above the ground, he saw his bedroom window to the right. Their was no ledge but an Austian flag hung between the two rooms. Hoping no one would look up he jumped and grabed the flag-pole. He swung again and let go landing on his bedrooms windowsill. He broke the glass and tyoed a quick mesage on his P.C sending it to Nuevo Kowloon, Credonia, Radivostok, ESF and MIdlonia, he also sent one to the Emporers of Midlonias Jet.
[code:1:31c22e9513]
To: Everyone, all nations.
From: The Emporer of Aust John the Second.
I need Help. The Advisor has taken control. He wants U to declare was on Aust. He took over palace at gun point. Help me plese. He wnts to put your people in labour camps! He wnts to take control of Aust. He is the decendent of the old Kings. H, Emp. of Midlonia, turn bak he wants to take U prisionor. Dn't blive andthing he says.
John. [/code:1:31c22e9513]

He returned, swung out of the window, and went back to the bathroom, satisfied he had done something to help his frends

From: Prime Minister Palpatine
TO: Radivostock
We reject your offer, your citizens will be placed in our protection camps, so they are not mistaken as terrorists.

-----------------
The Emporer asked in a tentive voice, "Sir, Advisor Sir, may I go to the bathroom." Sure, the advisor sat in the throne and ordered 2 men to guard him. They took him to the entrence of the royal baths and waited outside. The emporer rushed in, he went to a window and climbed out of it. Standing on the sill, 200 feet above the ground, he saw his bedroom window to the right. Their was no ledge but an Austian flag hung between the two rooms. Hoping no one would look up he jumped and grabed the flag-pole. He swung again and let go landing on his bedrooms windowsill. He broke the glass and tyoed a quick mesage on his P.C sending it to Nuevo Kowloon, Credonia, Radivostok, ESF and MIdlonia, he also sent one to the Emporers of Midlonias Jet.
[code:1:21a535b2a5]
To: Everyone, all nations.
From: The Emporer of Aust John the Second.
I need Help. The Advisor has taken control. He wants U to declare was on Aust. He took over palace at gun point. Help me plese. He wnts to put your people in labour camps! He wnts to take control of Aust. He is the decendent of the old Kings. H, Emp. of Midlonia, turn bak he wants to take U prisionor. Dn't blive andthing he says.
John. [/code:1:21a535b2a5]

He returned, swung out of the window, and went back to the bathroom, satisfied he had done something to help his frends

From: Prime Minister Palpatine
TO: Radivostock
We reject your offer, your citizens will be placed in our protection camps, so they are not mistaken as terrorists.

-----------------
The Emporer asked in a tentive voice, "Sir, Advisor Sir, may I go to the bathroom." Sure, the advisor sat in the throne and ordered 2 men to guard him. They took him to the entrence of the royal baths and waited outside. The emporer rushed in, he went to a window and climbed out of it. Standing on the sill, 200 feet above the ground, he saw his bedroom window to the right. Their was no ledge but an Austian flag hung between the two rooms. Hoping no one would look up he jumped and grabed the flag-pole. He swung again and let go landing on his bedrooms windowsill. He broke the glass and tyoed a quick mesage on his P.C sending it to Nuevo Kowloon, Credonia, Radivostok, ESF and MIdlonia, he also sent one to the Emporers of Midlonias Jet.
[code:1:74b75865be]
To: Everyone, all nations.
From: The Emporer of Aust John the Second.
I need Help. The Advisor has taken control. He wants U to declare was on Aust. He took over palace at gun point. Help me plese. He wnts to put your people in labour camps! He wnts to take control of Aust. He is the decendent of the old Kings. H, Emp. of Midlonia, turn bak he wants to take U prisionor. Dn't blive andthing he says.
John. [/code:1:74b75865be]

He returned, swung out of the window, and went back to the bathroom, satisfied he had done something to help his frends

From: Prime Minister Palpatine
TO: Radivostock
We reject your offer, your citizens will be placed in our protection camps, so they are not mistaken as terrorists.

-----------------
The Emporer asked in a tentive voice, "Sir, Advisor Sir, may I go to the bathroom." Sure, the advisor sat in the throne and ordered 2 men to guard him. They took him to the entrence of the royal baths and waited outside. The emporer rushed in, he went to a window and climbed out of it. Standing on the sill, 200 feet above the ground, he saw his bedroom window to the right. Their was no ledge but an Austian flag hung between the two rooms. Hoping no one would look up he jumped and grabed the flag-pole. He swung again and let go landing on his bedrooms windowsill. He broke the glass and tyoed a quick mesage on his P.C sending it to Nuevo Kowloon, Credonia, Radivostok, ESF and MIdlonia, he also sent one to the Emporers of Midlonias Jet.
[code:1:77fc139e97]
To: Everyone, all nations.
From: The Emporer of Aust John the Second.
I need Help. The Advisor has taken control. He wants U to declare was on Aust. He took over palace at gun point. Help me plese. He wnts to put your people in labour camps! He wnts to take control of Aust. He is the decendent of the old Kings. H, Emp. of Midlonia, turn bak he wants to take U prisionor. Dn't blive andthing he says.
John. [/code:1:77fc139e97]

He returned, swung out of the window, and went back to the bathroom, satisfied he had done something to help his frends

From: Prime Minister Palpatine
TO: Radivostock
We reject your offer, your citizens will be placed in our protection camps, so they are not mistaken as terrorists.

-----------------
The Emporer asked in a tentive voice, "Sir, Advisor Sir, may I go to the bathroom." Sure, the advisor sat in the throne and ordered 2 men to guard him. They took him to the entrence of the royal baths and waited outside. The emporer rushed in, he went to a window and climbed out of it. Standing on the sill, 200 feet above the ground, he saw his bedroom window to the right. Their was no ledge but an Austian flag hung between the two rooms. Hoping no one would look up he jumped and grabed the flag-pole. He swung again and let go landing on his bedrooms windowsill. He broke the glass and tyoed a quick mesage on his P.C sending it to Nuevo Kowloon, Credonia, Radivostok, ESF and MIdlonia, he also sent one to the Emporers of Midlonias Jet.
[code:1:d3742bd52a]
To: Everyone, all nations.
From: The Emporer of Aust John the Second.
I need Help. The Advisor has taken control. He wants U to declare was on Aust. He took over palace at gun point. Help me plese. He wnts to put your people in labour camps! He wnts to take control of Aust. He is the decendent of the old Kings. H, Emp. of Midlonia, turn bak he wants to take U prisionor. Dn't blive andthing he says.
John. [/code:1:d3742bd52a]

He returned, swung out of the window, and went back to the bathroom, satisfied he had done something to help his frends

From: Prime Minister Palpatine
TO: Radivostock
We reject your offer, your citizens will be placed in our protection camps, so they are not mistaken as terrorists.

-----------------
The Emporer asked in a tentive voice, "Sir, Advisor Sir, may I go to the bathroom." Sure, the advisor sat in the throne and ordered 2 men to guard him. They took him to the entrence of the royal baths and waited outside. The emporer rushed in, he went to a window and climbed out of it. Standing on the sill, 200 feet above the ground, he saw his bedroom window to the right. Their was no ledge but an Austian flag hung between the two rooms. Hoping no one would look up he jumped and grabed the flag-pole. He swung again and let go landing on his bedrooms windowsill. He broke the glass and tyoed a quick mesage on his P.C sending it to Nuevo Kowloon, Credonia, Radivostok, ESF and MIdlonia, he also sent one to the Emporers of Midlonias Jet.
[code:1:d41489faff]
To: Everyone, all nations.
From: The Emporer of Aust John the Second.
I need Help. The Advisor has taken control. He wants U to declare was on Aust. He took over palace at gun point. Help me plese. He wnts to put your people in labour camps! He wnts to take control of Aust. He is the decendent of the old Kings. H, Emp. of Midlonia, turn bak he wants to take U prisionor. Dn't blive andthing he says.
John. [/code:1:d41489faff]

He returned, swung out of the window, and went back to the bathroom, satisfied he had done something to help his frends

The United Socialist States of Radivostok must protest this infringement of foreign nationals basic rights within your country in the situation of refusing to allow Radivostokian citizens to be released from your country. We must ask you in the strongest language that you detail why residents of Radivostok are being held and when they will be released.

Sincerely,

Radivostok Diplomatic Minister

" Makes sure 1&2nd squads of space marines are on standby" Osbilus Nobilite said into the radio...

"What the... TURN BACK! Hykar's computer had biped a few moments before...and the message had appeared
" Get the space marines in there to help him!"

OOC: i have had the space weapons edict 3 times now, i have roughly 100 of the warhammer 40k space marines..

IC: *aproximately 200 miles above the Earth's atmosphere*
"The emperor Protects"
The 2 pods containing 8 marines slid out of their respective hatches and hrutled towards the earth

OOC: pics of Space Marine
http://www.strategy-gaming.com/previews/chaos_gate/cg5.jpg
Pic of Drop pod
http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/assaultdroppodstore.jpg

OCC: Midlonia, you can get a hell of a lot of pics off www.Gamesworkshop.co.uk.
I presume these are Warhammer 40,000 marines, in which if I where you I'd send down a few termanator squads. I presume you have termanators.
OCC2: Has the Jet landed?

IC: The Aust troopers waited in the airport all 300 of them, as the drop pods streaked down AA guns began to fire and a call went out for 200 ASS to arrive...
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To: Radivostok
From: Prime Minister Palpatine
We have given you the reasons, we may not allow anyone to leave Aust until the terrorist situation has been sorted out. Any millatary action will be met with servire force.

OCC: Midlonia, you can get a hell of a lot of pics off www.Gamesworkshop.co.uk.
I presume these are Warhammer 40,000 marines, in which if I where you I'd send down a few termanator squads. I presume you have termanators.
OCC2: Has the Jet landed?

No it turned back, as stated in the post
and one pod if 4 terminators, one is tactical marines with jumpacks
and they are aimed for the palace grounds...

OCC:Thanks for telling me that, I didn't notice it on the post, if it turned back then the fighters would shoot it down.

At the palace alarm bells sounded,ASS and Aust Troopers leapt out of their bunks to defend the Emporer, they would fight to the last, all 5,000 of them. At the main Austian barracks in Aust City, more bells sounded rising the 33rd, 46th 32nd 98th and 45th light infantry from their bunks. 3 tank corps where raised as well as 500 men of the ASS deaths head legion, 20,000 men where called to the palace and citizens picked up arms to defend their emporer. In the palace, the emporer and the advisor where takne to a secret underground complex unknown to all but the emporers elite guard...

OOC: erm wouldn't that be the advisor hiding? The emperor is in his bedroom no? and the Plane is still some way away yet.. will you stop trying to kill him!?!

IC: The Pod Hit the ground with a tump as it buried itself 6 feet
"Bretherin, Our objective is to Secure the palace, and find the Emperor, and kill the traitours rat that has dethroned him... For the EMPEROR's of Aust And Midlonia!"

The Marines emerged in from their dusty haze with their Bolters clattering, shooting at any target that presented itself

OOC: erm wouldn't that be the advisor hiding? The emperor is in his bedroom no? and the Plane is still some way away yet.. will you stop trying to kill him!?!

IC: The Pod Hit the ground with a tump as it buried itself 6 feet
"Bretherin, Our objective is to Secure the palace, and find the Emperor, and kill the traitours rat that has dethroned him... For the EMPEROR's of Aust And Midlonia!"

The Marines emerged in from their dusty haze with their Bolters clattering, shooting at any target that presented itself
OCC:He isn't he went back to the loos and got taken to the throne room, so his actions would be undiscovered.
IC: The Aust Troopers and ASS returned fire, bombarding the nermy with shots. Machine guns opened fire in the palace. Rocket Launchers fired, their rockets exploding in themist. All the time the bolter fire wendt on, the marine advanceing.

So far Aust have lost 36 men. Renforcements are arriving.

Ardias' shoulder pad had been chipped slightly, it was those damn rocket launchers..he clicked his vox
"assault troopers get up there and get rid of the launchers and those machine guns.."
"Brother Captain,there are re-inforcements arriving, we may need more of our Bretherin to aid us."
"Duly noted Serverus,i shall get more of our Brothers here soon..."

Another 2 pods hurtled towards the Earth.... another 8 marines aboard

oCC: Post loses. Surely someone must have died, I have about 5,000 men fireing at you, more now that reinforcements are arriving

The Aust troopers continued fireing, none of them taking a step backwards, the palace gate was blocked by a mass of men and more troops where arrinving clogging the gate. The AA guns opened up on the dropping drop pods, their shells hitting the cermite casing.

Aust losses: 64 men

President Ornloff of the Republic of Ottomont Leaned back in his chair. The OSIA (Ottomont Secret Intelligence Agency) had just informed him that a message asking for help had just been sent by Credonia's Emperor. Reluctanly he prepared a message to the Advisor.
Dear "Advisor",
Ottomont Respectivly insists you relieve your self of the throne immediately. Squads of Sentinels are being readied"
Pres. Ornloff.
http://us.games-workshop.com/games/40k/imperialguard/catalog/sentinels.htmOOC OOC: Link above for sentinel pictures
IC: The president then ordered his aids to relay the orders to ready 250 squads of sentinels each squad containing ten sentinels.

*tag*

To: Ottomont
From: Aust
Come on do your worst.
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OCC: I wonder why Creonia isn't posting.

President Ornloff gave the order and 250 transports streamed out of the carrier with their deadly cargo.

A full five minutes later all 2500 sentinels parichuted down into the capital firing at any hostiles they incountered.

OOC: sorry, ive got so many RP's goin, its boggin me down

IC:
In an undisclosed underground military facility, Emperor Sutton sits with his cabinet after ordering the ICBM attack upon Holy Panooly.

"Well, we must move on to the situation in Aust. What do you want to do sir? says General Ferguson.

"Send our troops back. We need to get our people out of there ALIVE, and we must rescue the young emperor. Getting our people out will be our main objective, rescuing the emperor will be the secondary objective. Send our 422nd marine infantry division back in. They havent all left yet. Get me some U-2 overflights to pinpoint the location of the military forces. I have a feeling this may get bloody. We wont declare war on Aust as it would make us look as if we are trying to take them over since the terrorist groups have a way of skewing words and things but just do it. Locate the palace and move in."

"Yes sir, i'll issue the orders now"

After a few minutes the General returns

"Orders issued sir."

"Very well. Now we just wait for those pictures"

An hour later, a Credonian U-2 Spy plane takes to the skies at an altitude of 60,000 ft. to photograph Aust and the military camps.

http://www.eyespymag.com/shgraph/u-2.jpg

2 marines have dies so far...(remeber projectile weaps not as decent as laser or Plasma weapons against marines, Especially as theyare in teminator armour..)

<Communique to Credonia, Ottomont and Midlonia>

The United Socialist States of Radivostok recognises that Aust is breaking down considerably. Our military is on high alert and our prime concern is our citizens trapped in protection camps. We are starting to see that diplomatic relations are becoming less and less useful in this situation, and as such military force may be required to bring Aust back into stability.

The Second Infantry Brigade and the First Armoured Brigade are on condition red; our highest alert status. Whilst our own military force is insignificant in response to the Aust army and would be suicidal to attack at this time, we put our First Bomber Squadron (5 B52s with conventional payloads) at the disposal of stablilising Aust. Any bomber support needed by your nations will be given.

Sincerely,

Premier Christopher David Jackson

OCC: Sorry for not posting , I have so manyt rps going on.
IC:88 had been shot in the right leg and arm , but managed to get back to his car. He took up the radio and started to transmit it back to the capitol.
"I had tried to secure the emporer but there are to many guards. I have been severely injured and will most likely die unless I use the poison. I suggest to the government to ... ARG!!!!"
With a shot the the back he died instantly.
OCC: Suspenceful eh?

<Communique to Credonia, Ottomont and Midlonia>

The United Socialist States of Radivostok recognises that Aust is breaking down considerably. Our military is on high alert and our prime concern is our citizens trapped in protection camps. We are starting to see that diplomatic relations are becoming less and less useful in this situation, and as such military force may be required to bring Aust back into stability.

The Second Infantry Brigade and the First Armoured Brigade are on condition red; our highest alert status. Whilst our own military force is insignificant in response to the Aust army and would be suicidal to attack at this time, we put our First Bomber Squadron (5 B52s with conventional payloads) at the disposal of stablilising Aust. Any bomber support needed by your nations will be given.

Sincerely,

Premier Christopher David Jackson

Credonian forces are already preparing for a military assault on the Imperial palace

<Communique to Credonia, Ottomont and Midlonia>

The United Socialist States of Radivostok recognises that Aust is breaking down considerably. Our military is on high alert and our prime concern is our citizens trapped in protection camps. We are starting to see that diplomatic relations are becoming less and less useful in this situation, and as such military force may be required to bring Aust back into stability.

The Second Infantry Brigade and the First Armoured Brigade are on condition red; our highest alert status. Whilst our own military force is insignificant in response to the Aust army and would be suicidal to attack at this time, we put our First Bomber Squadron (5 B52s with conventional payloads) at the disposal of stablilising Aust. Any bomber support needed by your nations will be given.

Sincerely,

Premier Christopher David Jackson

Credonian forces are already preparing for a military assault on the Imperial palace

The Sentinels proceded to the emperor's palace where they joind the marines fight against the guards.

Ottomont you've got several thousand battle Tanks in the way, I would deal with them first.

The Aust tanks opened fire on the Ottomont sentanals, drowning them in a sea of shells. There flimsy armoured compartments where blown apart by the shells and their multi-lasers only scorched the armour of the Leman Russes. (If your using Warhammer 40,000 tech I am.)

In the palace, plasma squads where ariving bringing their heavy weapons onto the battle-feild. The imperial gardens where a mess of torn statues and broken hedges. When Commander Wraith decided that he had accumliated anuth troops he led a charge on the marines, his power sword waving, behind him surged 3,000 vengeful troops armed with swords eager to avenge the loss of their comrades. And yet more troops arived, along with tanks, their lasguns ready to defeat the enermy.
Aust losses: 123 men.
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To stop Credonian spy missions three sqadroins of Harrier Jump Jets where scrambled to intercept and distroy the Credonian planes, while AA guns opened up on the U-2 spy aircraft.

[quote="Credonia
Credonian forces are already preparing for a military assault on the Imperial palace[/quote]

Very well. Our bombers are in a holding pattern just outside of Aust airspace should you need them however.

Sincerely,

Premier Christopher Jackson

OOC - going to bed now peeps, I'll check in on this in the morn.

Cred: My bombers are there so just call em in if you want to use em. Just try not to lose too many; I paid good money for those aircraft. :)

In a pre-emptive strike, 5 squadrons of Harriers and 2 of Eagle strike planes took off to attack the bombers that Radivostok had put at Credonia's disposal.

[ooc] wow, what happens when I miss an update!


[i] Communique to Credonia, Midlonia...

Re: Imperial Situation in Aust

Your ops better be successful or we're all screwed, you haven't left much room for a plan-Bravo by moving this early.
Recommend you place rescue of Emperor at top of your list-if I'm reading this Palpatine Fellow correctly, he's got a GoTH plan set up, and he'll cap that boy to create a pretext.
Am still working on Plan B in case this goes to shit.

Good luck and godspeed.

Amanda Ngo

OOC: 60,000 ft is nearly outter space (JUST on the edge of space), thats why U-2 pilots wear astronauts space suits to fly the thing, only a LIMITED number of planes can reach that altitude and the F-15 and harrier jets aint one of em. Nice try though.

IC: Go ahead and begin your bombing runs if youve got a lock on targets, i'll have the U-2's photograph the damage and the rest of the military forces. I'll send in my B-1B's and B-52's once the U-2's return

Nha Tranh, Nuevo Kowloon...

"...and the exchange rates aren't going to be pretty." Dr. Hughes finished.
Amanda blinked. "Sorry, Doctor, things have been pretty hectic, we have two nations off our southern coast about to slug it out, and this war in Aust... You were saying-about the Exchange rates?"
The Economist frowned, "Madame Chancellor, you need to devalue the currency, or we're going to be hit with a flood of imports when you lower the trade-barriers next week. Right now, the Dong is set to .5 US, but that was nineteen sixty values. You need to take us off the Gold Standard, or we're going to have a massive Trade-Deficit."
Amanda frowned. "No, Doctor, I don't think that's a good idea... but, it gives me another idea... Thanks for your advice. You may go."

She waited until the rest of the Cabinet were gone, then, she picked up the telephone.
"Operator, Ring Princess Bertrude at the Aust Embassy."

Assasination attempt on the advisor:

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2895964#2895964

OOC - yeah, harriers aren't gonna get at my bombers - can't fly high enough. :)

I response to this movement of aircraft by Aust, both squadrons of F5s have been launched to protect the B52s.

These aircraft are currently out of your airspace, and may not be used. You have no jurisdiction to shoot them down outside of your country's borders. If the B52s are attacked, we will target a military installation in retaliation.

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Secret TG to allies

Radivostok would greatly appreciate the assistance in protecting our bombers from incoming fighters, as our own F5s will have problems against the more advanced F15s

OOC - yeah, harriers aren't gonna get at my bombers - can't fly high enough. :)

I response to this movement of aircraft by Aust, both squadrons of F5s have been launched to protect the B52s.

These aircraft are currently out of your airspace, and may not be used. You have no jurisdiction to shoot them down outside of your country's borders. If the B52s are attacked, we will target a military installation in retaliation.

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Secret TG to allies

Radivostok would greatly appreciate the assistance in protecting our bombers from incoming fighters, as our own F5s will have problems against the more advanced F15s

Sometimes, getting Amanda Ngo to move is quite like pulling teeth from a badger.
This is especially true in the realm of Foreign affairs.
However...
This most cautious of Chancellors, with her suspicion about interference in the affairs of others, and her deliberate, slow, and reluctant invovlement in this affair, still found time to dispatch a carrier group south.

NKS Hue battlegroup:
1 Carrier

CVANK NKS Hue- Essex-Modified Carrier

5 "Helicopter Flattops" (Landing support Helicopter-troop ships.)

LHA 3 NKS James Gritz
LHA 4 NKS John Calley
LHA 5 NKS Martin Giap (Specialized as a LAMPS helo base for the task-force)
LHA 6 NKS Thomas Atkins (Ground attack planes and SAR helos)

2 Battleships
NKBB 2 NKS Earth Dragon-Iowa Class
NKBB 3 NKS Fire Dragon-Iowa Class (Modified)

5 Cruisers
CA 21 NKS Than Trung (Ticonderoga Class)
CA 22 NKS Ilse Trung (Ticonderoga Class)
CA 24 NKS Chi Trung (Ticonderoga Class)
CA 25 NKS Charlene Diem (Ticonderoga Class)
CA 29 NKS Elaine Truman (Ticonderoga Class)

10 Destroyers
DDE 521 NKS Grahame Nguyen Arleigh Burke
DDG 522 NKS Daryl Huang Bainbridge Class
DDE 500 NKS Michael Davis Bainbridge Class
DDC 501 NKS Qui Fitzgerald Bainbridge Class
DDC 510 NKS Anne Thurston Arleigh Burke Class
DDG 51 NKS Raymon Quhon Spruance Class
DDG 520 NKS Denise Phuc Spruance Class
DDG 513 NKS Jason Phuc Spruance Class
DDG 517 NKS Nigel Herman Bainbridge Class
DDG 11 NKS Han Diem Bainbridge Class

5 Submarines (Mixed Powerplant Diesel/Electric/Fuel Cell)
The Subs are converted older model units running a Hydrogen Fuel-Cell while submerged, they're capable of extended dive-cruise of 45 Knots without the usual "Tapping" sound common to the "Other" long-duration submersibles known as "Nuclear Subs".
All five are "Hunter-Killer" Submarines armed with 18 inch torpedoes and equipped with low-noise grind props, and sensitive passive-sonar.

SSH NKS submarine Three
SSH NKS Submarine Four
SSH NKS Submarine Nine
SSH NKS Submarine Thirteen
SSH NKS Submarine Twenty

And 20 frigates (No, I won't go through naming them...)

Along with a variety of oilers, Unrep vessels, and transport ships.


The point is, this is what the NK's call a "Carrier Battle group", and it's currently three days' sail from Aust itself.


Radio Transmission to Radivostok's fighters...

"We have recieved your transmission, stand by."

NKS Hue

NKVF 13's planes lined up and took off. The NK fighters don't look advanced at all-their polished aluminum shapes being nearly identical to their forebears-the fighters are based on the North-American F-100, but the appearance is very decieving.
These have 5-stage Turbofan engines, enabling supersonic flight without afterburners. They have vectored-thrust nozzles on the "thrusting end", and phased-array radar laid out along the wings and around the nose-intake.
The missiles hanging under the wings aren't your run-of the mill AAMs, either- these are NK-1 Missiles, designed to home in on an enemy's targeting radar emissions- an Air-to-air HARM with a kinetic-kill warhead that works just as well on ground targets, and it can be dialed in to home on "Jammers"-even advanced "Bounce" Jamming systems (they can also be guided by active radar signals if the enemy is so rude as to not be looking or jamming...) NK-1 missiles hit at around Mach 6, and can sustain that speed for more than 50 miles.
The biggest difference, though, is in something one simply wouldn't see without ripping the skin off- each fighter shares targeting and position information with the others via digital datalink-IVIS for the air.
What one fighter sees, all know.
The point is, NKVF 13 is taking off, to join the Wedgetail AWACS aircraft already in the air. Their orders are simple- patrol, defend, and await orders if an attack is necessary.

Harriers are ordered to land to the east and await further orders.

The fight around the palace is intensifying as more Austian troops arrive and civillians who have taken up arms, 5 squadrons of Strike Eagles have been put on 5 minuates notice.

The fight around the palace is intensifying as more Austian troops arrive and civillians who have taken up arms, 5 squadrons of Strike Eagles have been put on 5 minuates notice.

The fight around the palace is intensifying as more Austian troops arrive and civillians who have taken up arms, 5 squadrons of Strike Eagles have been put on 5 minuates notice.

The fight around the palace is intensifying as more Austian troops arrive and civillians who have taken up arms, 5 squadrons of Strike Eagles have been put on 5 minuates notice.

BUMP

BUMP

BUMP

Upon hearing of the merciless murder of innocents, I have ordered a special forces unit consisting of 5 members all equiped with short stock MP-5, to keep an eye on Aust. If any more civilians are murdered, they are ordered to begin demolishing industry.

...i wouldnt get involved unless you were directly involved with this...we dont need any outside help, but thanks

Then I formally withdrawal the units. But they will be ready for any aggresion against the Dominion of Nilt.

A 747 headed to Aust INT Airport from Hurion. Upon it was a diplomat but secretly thier was also a division of paratroopers and ranger forces. Forces inside RESF were being scrambled in preporation for any military movement against it.
CeleKorn was hoping these special forces could get inside that capitol building and figure out what is reely is going on. If it wasnt succesful then there will be severe casualities on the elves side.

"Tanker One, this is Red Lead, we show refuelling complete, over."

"Red Lead, confirm that. That's all of you boys; good luck!"

The two KC-135s that had been refuelling the F4s banked left and arced gracefully away, back towards Radivostok. The Red Banner forces had been on station for a number of hours now. They had no confirmed targets other than retaliatory strikes for being attacked; they were there mainly as a show of force and support for allies on the ground. SHOULD they be called into action, the 5 B52s sitting a thousand metres to starboard were loaded to the limit with conventional ordnance.

The harriers had landed, but the two F15 squadrons were still coming. They showed on Long Range Rader as a series of radar contacts as they burned copius amounts of fuel racing to intercept the Red Banner force. In maybe ten minutes, they would be in firing range. Red Lead, Brian Johnson, muttered a short prayer to whatever force may be up there; this was not a dogfight he was looking forward to. The F4s could hold their ground against the F15s, even more so in the 28 aircraft that were on station; strength in numbers was always favourable. But it wouldn't be long untill the enemy had the upper hand...

They had a radio transmission from NK aircraft en route, promising to support them. The problem was, he did not know if their ETA would be short enough to help them. Brian gritted his teeth inside his oxygen mask, and checked weapon safeties were off. "Red Lead to all Red and Blue craft, standby for engagement."

NKVF13 slid into formation ten miles from the Radivostok aircraft, and assumed a linger-pattern. In the dying light of the day, the polished F-100NK fighters glittered in orange reflections.

"Fatrat, this is Mouse-Lead, We have Cats on the radar, but they're still in the yard." Lt. Cdr. Jian Chu announced.

The Wedgetail, "Fatrat", replied, "Stay out of the cupboard, Mouse, if the Cats come out to play, you can give 'em a scratching, otherwise, you're weapons better be on hot-standby, you copy, over?"

"Roger that Fatrat, we'll keep the dog on a leash unless the Cats feel like chasing, over."

The acknowledgement from the CAG's bird terminated the conversation, and Jian switched his systems to full-passive, and began the wait.

If the F-15's decided to heat up their targeting radar, the whole squadron would know it, and if they "Foxed" a missile, that would open things up to weapons-free.

Of course, if they do that, they'll probably get one of us before the return shot lands. he noted sourly. The doctrine was simple enough-if the F-15's activated their targeting radars, the planes in Mouse Squadron would pick up the emnations-theoretically before a lock-on was achieved.
And if this wasn't a situation with an ally, we'd be weapons-free to reply before they fired... Above them, and behind, the Radivostocki Bombers circled, waiting.
"Conserve fuel boys..." the Lt. Commander cautioned.
The fuel would be needed if the NK fighters had to evade in a dogfight.

Radio message to the Radivostok fighters...

To: Commander, Radivostock forces
From: Commodore Thanh Trung, NKS Hue Battlegroup

Re: Assistance should arrive as I am sending this in the form of NKVF-13 squadron. They'll stand with you as long as you remain in International Airspace. Callsign is "Mouse", Channel for commo [radio frequency].
If the Austians fire on you in international airspace, we're in with you to the finish of the engagement.

To: Commodore Thanh Trung, NKS Hue Battlegroup
From: Premier Christopher Jackson, CinC Red Banner Armed Forces

Your assistance is greatly appreciated in this situation. Rest assured our aircraft will be staying in international airspace unless attacked or unless we gain evidence that Radivostokian citizens are being harmed. Upon which, our bombers have pre-selected military targets. Our main concern here is a show of force in support of our allies and our citizens on the ground.

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"Red Lead to all fighters, we have Yankees on site, designate Mouse Squadron. They'll be helping us in case the Eagles decide to play naughty, so watch your fire."

The pilots acknowledged one after another, and Johnson glanced to his right. The First Bomber Squadron continued circling a thousand metres off, their black sillhouettes all that were visible set against the falling sun. Johnson then checked his fuel, and nodded to himself. He had almost a full tank after the aerial refuelling. With any luck, this would be over soon without a shot being fired. The KC-135s would be coming back with another load of fuel and hold on station just in case they were up there for even longer then expected. Still, Johnson mused as he changed radio frequencies and switched transmitters, it would be nice not to get into a scrap.

"Red Lead to Mouse Lead, come in." The NKV fighters were visible to their left as a series of radar contacts, but naked eye sighting was hampered in the dying light.

"Red Lead, this is Mouse Lead. Are we late for the party?"

Johnson grinned behind his mask. "Don't worry Mouse Lead; we haven't even popped the champagne cork yet."

"This is Mouse Lead, I'd prefer to go tee-total tonight."

Johnson sighed. "I hear ya, Mouse Lead." He straightened in the seat and changed frequencies again. "Red Lead to all Reds; call five minutes to firing range. All weapons hot, do NOT fire unless fired upon." He looked squarely out across his HUD as the F15s became more visible, the glowing orange of their afterburners surrounding a the menacing and darker silhouette. "Let's show them what the Red Banner can do, boys and girls."

To: Commodore Thanh Trung, NKS Hue Battlegroup
From: Premier Christopher Jackson, CinC Red Banner Armed Forces

Your assistance is greatly appreciated in this situation. Rest assured our aircraft will be staying in international airspace unless attacked or unless we gain evidence that Radivostokian citizens are being harmed. Upon which, our bombers have pre-selected military targets. Our main concern here is a show of force in support of our allies and our citizens on the ground.

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"Red Lead to all fighters, we have Yankees on site, designate Mouse Squadron. They'll be helping us in case the Eagles decide to play naughty, so watch your fire."

The pilots acknowledged one after another, and Johnson glanced to his right. The First Bomber Squadron continued circling a thousand metres off, their black sillhouettes all that were visible set against the falling sun. Johnson then checked his fuel, and nodded to himself. He had almost a full tank after the aerial refuelling. With any luck, this would be over soon without a shot being fired. The KC-135s would be coming back with another load of fuel and hold on station just in case they were up there for even longer then expected. Still, Johnson mused as he changed radio frequencies and switched transmitters, it would be nice not to get into a scrap.

"Red Lead to Mouse Lead, come in." The NKV fighters were visible to their left as a series of radar contacts, but naked eye sighting was hampered in the dying light.

"Red Lead, this is Mouse Lead. Are we late for the party?"

Johnson grinned behind his mask. "Don't worry Mouse Lead; we haven't even popped the champagne cork yet."

"This is Mouse Lead, I'd prefer to go tee-total tonight."

Johnson sighed. "I hear ya, Mouse Lead." He straightened in the seat and changed frequencies again. "Red Lead to all Reds; call five minutes to firing range. All weapons hot, do NOT fire unless fired upon." He looked squarely out across his HUD as the F15s became more visible, the glowing orange of their afterburners surrounding a the menacing and darker silhouette. "Let's show them what the Red Banner can do, boys and girls."

To: Commodore Thanh Trung, NKS Hue Battlegroup
From: Premier Christopher Jackson, CinC Red Banner Armed Forces

Your assistance is greatly appreciated in this situation. Rest assured our aircraft will be staying in international airspace unless attacked or unless we gain evidence that Radivostokian citizens are being harmed. Upon which, our bombers have pre-selected military targets. Our main concern here is a show of force in support of our allies and our citizens on the ground.

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"Red Lead to all fighters, we have Yankees on site, designate Mouse Squadron. They'll be helping us in case the Eagles decide to play naughty, so watch your fire."

The pilots acknowledged one after another, and Johnson glanced to his right. The First Bomber Squadron continued circling a thousand metres off, their black sillhouettes all that were visible set against the falling sun. Johnson then checked his fuel, and nodded to himself. He had almost a full tank after the aerial refuelling. With any luck, this would be over soon without a shot being fired. The KC-135s would be coming back with another load of fuel and hold on station just in case they were up there for even longer then expected. Still, Johnson mused as he changed radio frequencies and switched transmitters, it would be nice not to get into a scrap.

"Red Lead to Mouse Lead, come in." The NKV fighters were visible to their left as a series of radar contacts, but naked eye sighting was hampered in the dying light.

"Red Lead, this is Mouse Lead. Are we late for the party?"

Johnson grinned behind his mask. "Don't worry Mouse Lead; we haven't even popped the champagne cork yet."

"This is Mouse Lead, I'd prefer to go tee-total tonight."

Johnson sighed. "I hear ya, Mouse Lead." He straightened in the seat and changed frequencies again. "Red Lead to all Reds; call five minutes to firing range. All weapons hot, do NOT fire unless fired upon." He looked squarely out across his HUD as the F15s became more visible, the glowing orange of their afterburners surrounding a the menacing and darker silhouette. "Let's show them what the Red Banner can do, boys and girls."

To: Commodore Thanh Trung, NKS Hue Battlegroup
From: Premier Christopher Jackson, CinC Red Banner Armed Forces

Your assistance is greatly appreciated in this situation. Rest assured our aircraft will be staying in international airspace unless attacked or unless we gain evidence that Radivostokian citizens are being harmed. Upon which, our bombers have pre-selected military targets. Our main concern here is a show of force in support of our allies and our citizens on the ground.

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"Red Lead to all fighters, we have Yankees on site, designate Mouse Squadron. They'll be helping us in case the Eagles decide to play naughty, so watch your fire."

The pilots acknowledged one after another, and Johnson glanced to his right. The First Bomber Squadron continued circling a thousand metres off, their black sillhouettes all that were visible set against the falling sun. Johnson then checked his fuel, and nodded to himself. He had almost a full tank after the aerial refuelling. With any luck, this would be over soon without a shot being fired. The KC-135s would be coming back with another load of fuel and hold on station just in case they were up there for even longer then expected. Still, Johnson mused as he changed radio frequencies and switched transmitters, it would be nice not to get into a scrap.

"Red Lead to Mouse Lead, come in." The NKV fighters were visible to their left as a series of radar contacts, but naked eye sighting was hampered in the dying light.

"Red Lead, this is Mouse Lead. Are we late for the party?"

Johnson grinned behind his mask. "Don't worry Mouse Lead; we haven't even popped the champagne cork yet."

"This is Mouse Lead, I'd prefer to go tee-total tonight."

Johnson sighed. "I hear ya, Mouse Lead." He straightened in the seat and changed frequencies again. "Red Lead to all Reds; call five minutes to firing range. All weapons hot, do NOT fire unless fired upon." He looked squarely out across his HUD as the F15s became more visible, the glowing orange of their afterburners surrounding a the menacing and darker silhouette. "Let's show them what the Red Banner can do, boys and girls."

Militarily, the Nuevo Kowloonese aviation doctrine can be best described as "Passive-Aggressive". "Passive" in that they wait for the other side to take the first shot, "Aggressive" in that their equipment is designed to appear (on radar) as an attractive, even easy, target-an invitation to someone who feels opportunistic to take the first shot.

Of course, taking that first shot isn't really the smartest option in the world-and any Austian pilot who's actually read the briefing materials on the smaller asian nation knows that. Nuevo Kowloonese pilots train heavily for a specific type of mission, both in ground attack, and air to air.

In the American lexicon, it was called "Wild Weasel"-and it's the basis of their way of fighting- use the enemy's own targeting and/or Jamming emissions as a means of hitting him.

It's a risky technique, but its main purpose is to deny the enemy the benefits of advanced, long-ranged guided missiles and powerful ECM screens.

More advanced airframes use systems like Radar Altimeters to provide digital flight data. The NK planes use analogue instruments-this means there's no signal generation coming from them that an enemy can use (the way they can) for targeting weapons of the type they use.

One of the effects of this, is that the NK planes cost a fraction of the cost of aircraft (even modern soviet-bloc designs) with the same kinds of manueverability, payload, and speed.

On a "Defending" mission, like this, the presence of NKVF-13 is quite obvious, which means that the Aust pilots, experience military aviators that they are, know (or should know, at any rate) that the second they target across the "Blue line" separating the multinational "Excercise" from Aust's airspace, that they've just given the NK fighters their range, flight regime, and position for at least the next twenty seconds.

the NK-1 Missile moves roughly 3600 miles per hour, it leaves the wing not with a "Whoosh", but with a "Bang".
That's 600 miles per minute airspeed (Just in case you were wondering).
At the "Typical" engagement range of air combat, (Fifty to two hundered miles), that means Ten miles per second airspeed.
Five seconds for fifty miles, twenty-five for 250 miles, and the only "Warning" that most airborne targets recieve, is a flash from near their target- followed shortly after by the shock of a sudden impact as a twenty-five pound spike of tungsten is driven through their airframe, followed by the supersonic shockwave a moment later.
it's like being hit by a tank round, and the NK's don't export the missile, because it's so simple they don't believe there's a market for it.

The harriers took off, preparing to join the other Austian fighters. In the nearest airport to the dogfight, 5 fighter squadrons where scrambled, two F-2's, two of F4's and another squadron of harriers. The ones already at the sceane prepared to fire their missiles and attack.
The millatary might of Aust was being roused ten's of Fighters rose heading towards the enermy, they where prepared to die. Wing 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 and 8 where all roused (Each wing has 144 planes. Wing 1 and 2 took off for the dogfight (A harrier wing and a F-4 wing) while the rest where on standby, they could be in the air in 5 minuates.

The harriers took off, preparing to join the other Austian fighters. In the nearest airport to the dogfight, 5 fighter squadrons where scrambled, two F-2's, two of F4's and another squadron of harriers. The ones already at the sceane prepared to fire their missiles and attack.
The millatary might of Aust was being roused ten's of Fighters rose heading towards the enermy, they where prepared to die. Wing 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 and 8 where all roused (Each wing has 144 planes. Wing 1 and 2 took off for the dogfight (A harrier wing and a F-4 wing) while the rest where on standby, they could be in the air in 5 minuates.

BUMP.
(Of course, all those planes would take ages to get their and about half of them are logisical as a run down of the Aust air force.

Wing's 1-6 fighter groups. 144 planes in a wing about 100 of them sevicable and in operation, 1 group for each provence.

wing's 7-10 Bombers
Wing 11 Stelth
Wing 12-13 Transport.
wings 14015 logistics.

BUMP.
(Of course, all those planes would take ages to get their and about half of them are logisical as a run down of the Aust air force.

Wing's 1-6 fighter groups. 144 planes in a wing about 100 of them sevicable and in operation, 1 group for each provence.

wing's 7-10 Bombers
Wing 11 Stelth
Wing 12-13 Transport.
wings 14015 logistics.

Johnson checked his clock. Two minutes to firing range. All Reds were flying weapons hot, and Blue Squadron Lead had called in to confirm likewise. Johnson was the superior officer in the air, and was in command of both Blue and Red Squadrons and the bombers of the First Bombardment.

The atmosphere was tense, and Brian could feel it. Somewhere to the right, a number of NK fighters flew silently with them; impressive, polished metal war machines that were much more deadly than the adept, but much older F4s, the like of which Johnson currently flew.

He flicked his radio to open frequency. Everyone could hear the communication on this channel; NK, Blue and Red, and the enemies approaching. The latter was the intended target of this transmission.

"The is Captain Brian Johnson, Lead of the Red Banner. Currently, we are outside Aust airspace and, should circumstances remain the same, we will stay here. You have no jurisdiction to attack a multination exercise outside of your airspace. We will not fire unless you fire. Red Lead, out."

As the 747 flew over the capitol the Paratroopers paratrooped (OCC: haha funny right?) out of the plane and landed in what seemed a park. As the 747 landed, the ranger forces charged out and took possession of a few vehicales. Both forces headed towards the capitol with the diplomat following shortly.

Bump

OOC - Haven't heard anything about the palace battle in a while, people. Would like to know if my F4s are going to get some action, or whether the invading forces will turn the F15s around in time. :)

The harrier where in the air joining up with the other Aust planes, Wing 1 was 5 minuates behind them, wing 2 29 minbuates behind them. The Aust planes made it into range, opening fire on the NK and Radivostok foorces, their missiles streaked away, then the squadrons broke formation diving and wealing to eathgers side to avoid return missiles.

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The battle outside the palace.
Still Aust reinforcements arrive, the entire city was teaming with men and civillians wanting to protect the emporer. (Midlonia POST Losses.)

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A civillan spotted the Elves as they touched down, drawing his gun and fireing. Then he sent his son, 10 years old and armed to find an officer, while he waited to fire on the first elf coming out of the plane. A few more armed civillians arrived, training their waepons on the plane. A troop of 30 soildiers arrived lead by the boy and their commander radioed for support, soon 150 troops had been sent towards the area, with more being diverted from the palace. (Rember Aust City is under millatary rule and is on full millatarization, I have about 400,000 troops stationed in Aust city with more arriving. It would proberly be impossable for the plane to get this far with radar and the fighter wings on full alert, but I'll let it stand.)

"Mouse Lead to Rats nest, we're gon' need some help here-there's a crapload of Kitties comin' out of the house, and I mean a Crapload. Somebody's got a dirty litter-box, over."

Warning alarms sounded. "Roger that Mouse Lead, we see 'em-hang in there we'll get some mean dogs out your way shortly, over."

"Rats Nest, we're getting painted, request Weapons release, over..."

"Negative, Mouse One, you hold your fire! DO NOT Fire unless fired upon!"

The waves upon waves of Austian fighters closed the gap, getting ever closer to the Blue line.

The fighters of NKVF-13 spread out into a "coverage" formation in front of the Radivostocki formation.
So far, no shots had been fired, and the Nuevo Kowloonese squadron was now between the smaller nation's aircraft, and the oncoming Austian force.

"Red Flight, get out of here while you can-the shooting hasn't started yet, but these guys're going to try an swamp us, and I don't carry enough ordnance for five hundered enemy ships at one time, OVER."

About then, the alarms from Mouse Three went from yellow to red, "Enemy Fox!"

The NK ships were datalinked, and so, they answered in unison as the outer four began slamming into manuevers to evade enemy missles, their missiles banged off the rails.

Mouse Two was slow responding, her NK-1 missles fired-all four of them, as an enemy AAM hit-practically running up the nose-intake.

"Mouse two down!"

The NK squadron broke formation, and began returning fire with dedication.
"Mouse Four Down. Rat's nest, if you're sending help, send it NOW."

Hypevelocity missiles versus overwhelming numbers, the NK fighters just couldn't carry enough ordnance on their own to match the sheer weight of fire being brought to bear from several hundered Austian aircraft, and enhanced manueverability doesn't count for much when facing literally hundereds of enemy aircraft.

24 Fighters became 22, became 12, and the first salvo from the grossly-oversized Austian force wasn't even finished.
10
7
3
2
1

Most of the fighters were able to fire their missiles dry before being slashed from the sky.

[ooc] Four missiles per plane, average of 3 launches per plane before being shot down, the missiles don't need guidance from the bird after launch. You'll have to determine your losses, but remember-these aren't fooled by ECM (too stupid), and they're damned fast (Like a LoSAT missile), so they should be able to account for at least equal, if not greater, losses on the Austian side.

The paratroopers quickly disposed of thier parachutes and headed towards the capitol.
At the airport, the rangers were stuck between a rock and a hard place. The were stuck in the plane because if the tried to get out they would be fired upon. Then the diplomat got an idea. The rangers all moved to the left side of the plane and shot out the windows and opened fired on anyone at that side of the plane. Admist the smoke the rangers got out and headed towards the parking lot firing upon any militants in thier way.

Operations centre, NKS Hue...

Commodore Trung sighed, and dropped his head. "Scramble the other three squadrons." He said, adding, "I have to send some bad news home."


Chancery, Nha Tranh, Nuevo Kowloon...

Amanda Ngo read the communique again. Then, she carefully placed it into a file, and picked up the phone again.
"Admiral Quhon, I want the Saigon, and whatever ships have returned with the Hanoi on their way to Aust within the hour." She said quietly. After her order was given, she put the phone back in its cradle, and dialed out again.
"Aust Embassy? thank you, I need to speak with your Ambassador... I'll wait." She waited.
"Bertrude, Events have accellerated beyond our control, this man Palpatine has a firm control of your military, and he's ordered strikes outside your borders. I've got twenty-two dead aviators so far, and there'll be more within an hour, I'm sorry, but things have gotten to 'Worse'. You'd better have an option for me, because it's gotten to the point of war."

The Austian fighters curved away from the NK missiles, Reds, 4 and 5 as well as Rouge 1 and 9 going down in a blaze of smoke. A few seconds later Green 6 and 12 wnt down as more missiles punched home, but these losses seemed insegnificant as the Austian fighters fired again and again shooting down the heroic NK piolts. The remainder of the Aust forces, cruised towards the Radivostok, fighters, but 2 squadrons of Harriers where ordered to land and pick up any NK survivors.
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The Aust troops arrived making toward the RAngers and someone fired an RPG at the Rangers plane distroying it.
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Beatrude replied. "I think we have to summon up whatever allies we have and launch a huge strike against the capital. I hate to kill my own people but the only way for us to win is to get the Emporer safe, he is the only one who can get Palpatine out of office. The battle of Commandos is over the battle for Aust is about to begin."

Does anybody help to defeat Palpatine?

If you want to you can.

EA-80A cargo planes full of Ted Nugen Warbike Brigade elite troops.

1000 troops and their bikes are coming on 10 planes.

Aust 3rd wing is scrambled to intercept the Transports. (affraid I'm not oing to let you just fly into Aust.)

250 Anne-Coulter Fighter Bombers are sent to protect the transport (afraid Palpatine is dead).

(Is he, should be interesting,) Aust sends 90 fighters from the other battle to help in the defence efforts. It also puts wing 6 on red alert and scrambles wing 5.

BUMP. Just cheaked the advisor isn't dead. :(

BUMP

BUMP

The Allanean pilot smiles as he launched a Limbaugh-2 EMP missile towards Palpatine's forces.

50 such missiles streak out towards the enemy.

The Aust fighters dove and monovered, some of the missiles missing though 25 Aust ships went down in flames. Then the massed groups of Aust fighters fired. Wing 5 is 9 minuates away and the 90 fighters are 20 minuates away. Wing 6 is scarambled. ETA 30 mins.

Phoenixius' crews begin swarming over various ships and planes as Phoenixius gears up for war. Various pilots leave their homes for a protracted period at sea and the intelligence departments are gathering massive amounts of data on the war so far.

Eventually after many days of preparation, the Phoenixius fleet moves off.

1x Enyan-ASM class Carrier
3x Revion-SM class Battleships
9x Kelis-SM class Cruisers
20x Tritus-DSM class Frigates
5x Harius-S class Submarines

OOC: Now, Which cide is the Anti-Credonia side? :oops:

OOC: Now, Which cide is the Anti-Credonia side? :oops:

Look at the War Thread against Credonia

No, I mean is Palpatine anti-Credonia?

Beatrude replied. "I think we have to summon up whatever allies we have and launch a huge strike against the capital. I hate to kill my own people but the only way for us to win is to get the Emporer safe, he is the only one who can get Palpatine out of office. The battle of Commandos is over the battle for Aust is about to begin."

Amanda frowned, "I see... What about your other relatives, this kind of war isn't just won with guns-can you get your other cousins that are out of the country to back this play Publicly? Do you have a plan in place if this scumbag manages to Ace your Emperor? If it's broken into open war, then we can assume that best-case scenarios aren't going to be the case."

[ooc- this is a pretty standard political move when interfering in another nation's internal matters, by obtaining "Legitimate" backing from recognized members of the legitimate ruling faction, the move goes from being an undeclared war, to being support for an alliance. Chancellor Ngo may be the head of a hereditary Military Junta, but she's also a politician-a dictator whose rule is by consent, as opposed to force... basically an uncrowned queen. She knows how important it is to obtain legitimacy in the eyes of at least one portion of a populace before you shoot at another.../ooc]

"...I need YOU to make a statement, we'll handle broadcasting it into your country-but it needs to be strongly worded, and form a call to action against this Palpatine person." Amanda paused, thinking, "we need to start a propoganda offensive, otherwise Austian Patriots who lack information will die needlessly."
(not to mention my people...)

No, I mean is Palpatine anti-Credonia?

Not exactly-he's more of an Opportunist- he knew he could provoke Credonia into attacking, and he thinks Aust is strong enough to fight them off- and he's doing it to kill his Emperor, turn the boy into a martyr, and take over the country by blaming foreign aggression. If Credonia hadn't taken the bait, then Midlonia would've, and if they didn't... you see? He just knew Credonia'd be the easiest one to provoke.

A boom was heard from behind the rangers, and they looked back to see thier plane with the diplomat inside go up in flames. Disheartened and angry the rangers confiscated some vehicales in the lot and headed towards the capitol building. The paratroopers allmost there decided to seperate and wait awhile to see if the rangers had made it.

Johnson sat back in shock. The NK fighters had just...vanished. Blown out of the sky just like that. They had been a minute closer to the enemy fighters than the Radivostok fighters, and now Reds had 30 seconds until firing range. They had already lost Red 4 and 5, who had been out of formation at the start of this.

"Sweet mother..." Johnson muttered. He went to his radio. "All aircraft, this is Red Lead. Bombers, get the hell out of here now! Red and Blue Squadron, follow my lead and protect the others' escape."

The bombers banked off sharply and burned fuel as fast as possible, picking up speed in the other direction. Blue and Red Squadrons continued on course towards the enemy.

"Red to all Fighters," Johnson called. He flicked a switch on his console, and his display showed missile standby 'off'. "Paint a target, then let all missiles off and afterburners out of here."

The timer counted down as each aircraft painted a target.

10..
9..
8..
7..
6..
5..
4..
3..
2..
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"Fox One and Two!" Called Johnson, and fired his two sidewinders. The 22 other fighters launched their missiles as well. The HUD went mad as multiple incoming missiles were detected, and Johnson banked sharply, keying in his afterburners. "Break, break, break!" He screamed.

The F4s turned sharply in all directions, some narrowly avoiding collision with eachother as they went afterburner full. The enemy missiles came blowing in at Mach speeds and the F4s launched chaff and flares before performing evasive maneouvers.

Some of the missiles were thrown off the scent, but many still found their mark. The numbers of fighters dropped rapidly from 22,21,20,10 and then 6. The surviving fighters blasted homewards at afterburners full to catch up with the retreating bombers. No-one saw how many Aust fighters died.

Radivostok loses: 18

OOC: I'm retreating outta this now - don't have the manpower or the resources to continue. I will be watching from the background though.
GL to all my allies in this.

The Coulter-1 fighters are within 800 km of the capital. A silent order is beamed and 100 EMP-warheaded Y-3 missiles streak out towards Palpatine's supposed location.

Thanh Trung spat, and threw the order down. "All Ships withdraw to 250 miles, it looks like the Chancellor herself has decided we have to hold our fire."

International waters, 200 mile limit outside of Aust...

There were dead bodies in the water-NK aviators killed by fragments, fire, and explosion.
There were no surviving pilots from NKVF13 to pick up. [ooc based on the sheer volume of fire directed there wouldn't be.]

Beatrude replied. "I think we have to summon up whatever allies we have and launch a huge strike against the capital. I hate to kill my own people but the only way for us to win is to get the Emporer safe, he is the only one who can get Palpatine out of office. The battle of Commandos is over the battle for Aust is about to begin."

Amanda frowned, "I see... What about your other relatives, this kind of war isn't just won with guns-can you get your other cousins that are out of the country to back this play Publicly? Do you have a plan in place if this scumbag manages to Ace your Emperor? If it's broken into open war, then we can assume that best-case scenarios aren't going to be the case."

[ooc- this is a pretty standard political move when interfering in another nation's internal matters, by obtaining "Legitimate" backing from recognized members of the legitimate ruling faction, the move goes from being an undeclared war, to being support for an alliance. Chancellor Ngo may be the head of a hereditary Military Junta, but she's also a politician-a dictator whose rule is by consent, as opposed to force... basically an uncrowned queen. She knows how important it is to obtain legitimacy in the eyes of at least one portion of a populace before you shoot at another.../ooc]

"...I need YOU to make a statement, we'll handle broadcasting it into your country-but it needs to be strongly worded, and form a call to action against this Palpatine person." Amanda paused, thinking, "we need to start a propoganda offensive, otherwise Austian Patriots who lack information will die needlessly."
(not to mention my people...)
"I shall contact my relatives and get them to make a stand give me a bit of time to write up a statement."

Beatrude replied. "I think we have to summon up whatever allies we have and launch a huge strike against the capital. I hate to kill my own people but the only way for us to win is to get the Emporer safe, he is the only one who can get Palpatine out of office. The battle of Commandos is over the battle for Aust is about to begin."

Amanda frowned, "I see... What about your other relatives, this kind of war isn't just won with guns-can you get your other cousins that are out of the country to back this play Publicly? Do you have a plan in place if this scumbag manages to Ace your Emperor? If it's broken into open war, then we can assume that best-case scenarios aren't going to be the case."

[ooc- this is a pretty standard political move when interfering in another nation's internal matters, by obtaining "Legitimate" backing from recognized members of the legitimate ruling faction, the move goes from being an undeclared war, to being support for an alliance. Chancellor Ngo may be the head of a hereditary Military Junta, but she's also a politician-a dictator whose rule is by consent, as opposed to force... basically an uncrowned queen. She knows how important it is to obtain legitimacy in the eyes of at least one portion of a populace before you shoot at another.../ooc]

"...I need YOU to make a statement, we'll handle broadcasting it into your country-but it needs to be strongly worded, and form a call to action against this Palpatine person." Amanda paused, thinking, "we need to start a propoganda offensive, otherwise Austian Patriots who lack information will die needlessly."
(not to mention my people...)
"I shall contact my relatives and get them to make a stand give me a bit of time to write up a statement."

The Coulter-1 fighters are within 800 km of the capital. A silent order is beamed and 100 EMP-warheaded Y-3 missiles streak out towards Palpatine's supposed location.
OOC: You realise that in doing this you may kill the emporer, I'll take it that Midlonias troops are dead.

IC: The Aust orciting anti-ballistic missile defence systerm sprang into action shooting down 75% of the missiles. Aust lost 14 fighters mto Radiostoks attack.

The remaining fighters are all ordered to attack alleras planes, all 700 fighters that where currently operational (Not including Reserves) Headed towards the Allanea planes.

Aust launched 150 ICBM EMP Weapons at Allaneas capital city.

Beatrude replied. "I think we have to summon up whatever allies we have and launch a huge strike against the capital. I hate to kill my own people but the only way for us to win is to get the Emporer safe, he is the only one who can get Palpatine out of office. The battle of Commandos is over the battle for Aust is about to begin."

Amanda frowned, "I see... What about your other relatives, this kind of war isn't just won with guns-can you get your other cousins that are out of the country to back this play Publicly? Do you have a plan in place if this scumbag manages to Ace your Emperor? If it's broken into open war, then we can assume that best-case scenarios aren't going to be the case."

[ooc- this is a pretty standard political move when interfering in another nation's internal matters, by obtaining "Legitimate" backing from recognized members of the legitimate ruling faction, the move goes from being an undeclared war, to being support for an alliance. Chancellor Ngo may be the head of a hereditary Military Junta, but she's also a politician-a dictator whose rule is by consent, as opposed to force... basically an uncrowned queen. She knows how important it is to obtain legitimacy in the eyes of at least one portion of a populace before you shoot at another.../ooc]

"...I need YOU to make a statement, we'll handle broadcasting it into your country-but it needs to be strongly worded, and form a call to action against this Palpatine person." Amanda paused, thinking, "we need to start a propoganda offensive, otherwise Austian Patriots who lack information will die needlessly."
(not to mention my people...)
"I shall contact my relatives and get them to make a stand give me a bit of time to write up a statement."

Amanda's frown grew. "Hurry, Anti-Involvement sentiment is growing exponentially here, and we've already sacrificed a lot of our national credibility to buy you time, Princess. If you won't stand for your nation, we can not do it for you."

"People of Aust, people of the world, I call to you today to condemm the reign of Palpatine, the prime minister of Aust. Many of you may balive that the Emporer gave him that tital as a reward but, in fact he wishes to hold the seat of Emporer for himself. He is a cruel and evil dictator and has no mercy. I expect that soon you'll here the Emporer died in an enermy attack but he did not, Palpatine himself will have killed him and it is only Palpatine to blame. People of Aust come to arms, to protect your emporer. You have killed many good men of Midlonia, ESF and NK but for this I do not blame you I blame palpatine. Come people of Aust and help me save your Emporer!"

OOC: What do you think?

"People of Aust, people of the world, I call to you today to condemm the reign of Palpatine, the prime minister of Aust. Many of you may balive that the Emporer gave him that tital as a reward but, in fact he wishes to hold the seat of Emporer for himself. He is a cruel and evil dictator and has no mercy. I expect that soon you'll here the Emporer died in an enermy attack but he did not, Palpatine himself will have killed him and it is only Palpatine to blame. People of Aust come to arms, to protect your emporer. You have killed many good men of Midlonia, ESF and NK but for this I do not blame you I blame palpatine. Come people of Aust and help me save your Emporer!"

OOC: What do you think?

THE Advisor sat in his bunker listening to the sounds of fighting above. Beside him, bound lay the emporer. The watched a battle map showing the progress of his fighters, distroying NK force and then radiostoks, he sent the remianing planes to combat Alleneas thrust. Above it fell silent as the last marine fell and the sentinals where destroyed, men would now be digging graves, and running for cover before Alleneas EMP missiles arrived. He smiled, it was all going to plan, better than to plan. The enermy had fallen for it and now their emporer was prisinor, the Credonians where humbled, well almost. And Aust looked as though it would survive from the last enermy attack. He no longer needed the Emporer so he raised a pistol to the boys head and fired.
The emporer slumped and soon, if his plans worked he would be in control of Aust, and war would commence. The world was his.

THE Advisor sat in his bunker listening to the sounds of fighting above. Beside him, bound lay the emporer. The watched a battle map showing the progress of his fighters, distroying NK force and then radiostoks, he sent the remianing planes to combat Alleneas thrust. Above it fell silent as the last marine fell and the sentinals where destroyed, men would now be digging graves, and running for cover before Alleneas EMP missiles arrived. He smiled, it was all going to plan, better than to plan. The enermy had fallen for it and now their emporer was prisinor, the Credonians where humbled, well almost. And Aust looked as though it would survive from the last enermy attack. He no longer needed the Emporer so he raised a pistol to the boys head and fired.
The emporer slumped and soon, if his plans worked he would be in control of Aust, and war would commence. The world was his.

"People of Aust, people of the world, I call to you today to condemm the reign of Palpatine, the prime minister of Aust. Many of you may balive that the Emporer gave him that tital as a reward but, in fact he wishes to hold the seat of Emporer for himself. He is a cruel and evil dictator and has no mercy. I expect that soon you'll here the Emporer died in an enermy attack but he did not, Palpatine himself will have killed him and it is only Palpatine to blame. People of Aust come to arms, to protect your emporer. You have killed many good men of Midlonia, ESF and NK but for this I do not blame you I blame palpatine. Come people of Aust and help me save your Emporer!"

OOC: What do you think?

[ooc Good enough. You could've added an identifier, and it could've been more detailed- but it's good, clear, clean, and to the point. Now, the NK's won't abandon you!]

[off the Antarctic coastline...]

The feed came in both video, and audio, and that was a good thing. Bertrude's face, along with her voice, was clear and clean.

"Huang, the Radar transmitters, are they recalibrated?" Commodore Trung asked.
"Yes Sir. We're ready to rebroadcast...Boy, I wonder how this use would look to the designers..." Huang replied.
Trung shrugged. "I don't know. Is the Sattelite feed also ready, Mister Giap?"

The Comtech nodded, "Ready, sir. Between the transmitters here, and the sats, we should have one-hundered percent coverage of Aust, and quite a bit of coverage in the neighbouring nations."

Trung nodded. "Good, inform the other ships to commence rebroadcast in five."



Please stand by for an announcement from Princess Bertrude of Aust:

"People of Aust, people of the world, I call to you today to condemm the reign of Palpatine, the prime minister of Aust. Many of you may balive that the Emporer gave him that tital as a reward but, in fact he wishes to hold the seat of Emporer for himself. He is a cruel and evil dictator and has no mercy. I expect that soon you'll here the Emporer died in an enermy attack but he did not, Palpatine himself will have killed him and it is only Palpatine to blame. People of Aust come to arms, to protect your emporer. You have killed many good men of Midlonia, ESF and NK but for this I do not blame you I blame palpatine. Come people of Aust and help me save your Emporer!"


"You think it'll do any good?" Trung wondered aloud, as the signal came out of the NK Fleet at more than a million watts, swamping civilian AM, FM, Television, and some military shortwave bands. If a radio was playing, right now in Aust, it would be playing Bertrude's announcement-if a Television was on, her face, not whatever the local programming was, was on the screen, her voice in the room.

"If you're gonna say it, say it loud, and say it proud-are they getting this in Keyshona, I wonder?" Trung asked rhetorically.
Huang shrugged, "I think they might be getting this in Phyrric-the bounce is good, and some of the Frigates are pushing it on the HAM bands."

The advisor now the new emporer of Aust prepared a statement to the world. "The old emporer of Aust is dead. Killed in an enermy attack. Ignore what that trator in NK said. Trust me and it will be a new age of Austian supremicy and I ask for your support. We shall take our revenge on those who killed the Emporer and they shall burn as he burned. This I ask you. People of Aust will you help me, your new emporer! Emporer Palpatine?"

NKS Hue, 250 miles off the Austian coast.

Thanh Trung watched Palpatine's announcement on a screen.
"Well... I think he needs to hire a new producer-guy looks like death-warmed over." He commented. Several Sailors chuckled.
"What do we do now, sir?" one of the Officers in CnC asked.
Commodore Trung sat down, "Now, we reposition the fleet, and watch the craziness unfold-the Chancellor hasn't given us a go-ahead to go home, and the Ambassador did make an announcement. IF the locals start resisting this joker, we can expect to wait-if they don't, we go home. If someone puts together a Provisional government against this guy, I think we're goin' to be going to war..."
He shook his head, and added, "Not like Phyrric, I think-these guys are big, and we won't have friendly lines to hook up with unless the SAND members realize they're bein' hoodwinked."

A CAVE IN THE SOUTH OF AUST.

The Duke of the South west was their, and the dukes of all the other prvences except the north and the middle where their, with their aides and leaders of fractions.
Duke Hamish: What can we do about him he's got Bill under his sleave.
Duke Robert: We have to fight.
Duke Hamish: Aye. But how?
Duke Robert: You know blood pass, the fortress. I rebuilt it. It's even harder to take now. I say we recruit men. Ask NK to fly in weapons and supplys to it by chooper and plane. We can land in Tanka International airport. We recruit people and when we have enoufh trained men. We break out. Take the palace and then put Bea as monoch. We must act quickly. He's brought in all sorts of laws. Woman can't stray out of houses. Slaves have been taken. It's all wrong.
the rest of the dukes: Aye. Thats what we'll do.
Duke Hamish: We depart them. A toast I think. To Aust!
Rest of the dukes: TO AUST!