NationStates Jolt Archive

This is it folks-all involved please make yourselves known and your alignace

OOCHa ha it finnaly happened. I was in the region but I am not sure if
I am still part of the allience so I will ask In here wether I am. If I am not Well I just made a mistake.

IC looked at the map.
"OK Here is what we used to control and this part of it belongs to Blort. Man how did he get so much of our terrortory. I asked for Davistan to have this not Blort."

"He has been agressing and he has Declared war Against the Allience we are part of."

" OK send a message to Davistan, Ask them If my Place in the allience is still there."

What are you on, man? We're after a schitz invader called Tar Palantir!

Anyway, reportin for dutie Blort!

Miss Pringle adjusts her spectacles and reads a letter in front of her.

"My sister country Morrigan the Raven has made her alliance with Emperor Blort. Any war Blort takes part in Morrigan shall be beside him and fighting for Prussias freedom against violent oppressors."

Shado had been alerted early, and had met the messanger in person.

"I understand you have a message concerning me?"

"Y-tes, s-s-sir."

"May I?"

Shado took the letter, tearing it open as he walked. Quickly scanning its contents, he began saddling up his horse, Amaris. His general ran in, out of breath.

"My Lord?"

"Send word to Holocausta. Gather the Riders. We go to war. For Blort, for Daviestan, for Vivalutsk... For Prussia."

Lord Charles Stefano stood in front of the assembled masses.

"Today, Vivalutsk, along with the whole of Prussia, have declared war on the aggressor country Tar Palantir, who not only dared to take control of Prussia from it's rightful owners, but even plotted another take over whilst enjoying our own lenient sentence! I am sure that the men of Vivalutsk, along with the nations of Prussia, will help ensure that this will never happen again. We will wipe them from the map, we will crush them beneath our feet! Long live Prussia!"

Lord Hamilton addresses the troops

" In this darkest hour of Prussia's need, the only right and moral course for The People's Republic of Vanburgh in this business is to join our erstwhile allies Vivalutsk and Daviestan, in order to defeat the oppressive Tar Palantir and his axis of Evil.

It's ass kickin' time..."

Less than a day later, a rider of Shadostan arrived in Holocausta, bearing a message for Malign. His eyes flicked over the letter, and he did not hesitate in his answer.

"Tell Shado his riders will be met by the militia of the People's Republic of Holocausta en route for Blort's territory. We will fight for Prussia, even if it costs us all our lives."

The bullet-riddled plane of the Daviestanian delegation didnt so much land as cruppled on the airstrip. "Um, we're kind of busy fighting countries countries 3-5 times our size at the moment and our capital just got napalmed off the face of the map (in a bout of rather suspect rp i might add) but we'll be with you in spirit and may even send some troops once we've sorted out our current problems."

"Oh, anyone got a fast plane for us to get back in?"

His Imperial Majest Horatio Blort surveyed his most elite troops with pride. They were the most powerful tools in the Imperial arsenal, as each carried an imensely powerful weapon....a small black box with a small blue button at its centre marked 'X'. The green shiny armour flashed in the light emitted by the armoured battlestation hovering high above in orbit, and at his command his troops would display the most ferocious show of force in modern warfare, and they would press those buttons with everything they had.
"Ah". thought Blort. "The nuclear W.M.D age". "Bless." Once the troops had finished pressing their buttons and Tar Palantir's capital had been reduced to a smoking acrid, radioactive crater 50 miles deep, they would go back to their shifts at BlortBurger. Modern Warfare not only was piss easy, it was also economically efficent .

*Taps watch irratibly* Bloody timewasters. Must be American, showing up late for his own war. Humph.