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Due to Doomraiden's new racist policies Craggtopia's armies have been hired to topple the Doomraiden government using whatever means possible. In Doomraiden minority groups have taken to the streets and begun rioting. As of yet the authorities has taken no action to stop them but approximately 12civillians have been killed in the rioting. Craggtopia armed forces are on there way to quell the rioters before raiding the Archduke Stouffers Palace and are under orders to bring him in alive. Although Jack, leader of Craggtopia, has promised his people a quick war the likelihood of this is little as the large army shows no signs of surrendering so while the politicians promise a short war the generals are planning for a long and bloody war. Lloydom has shown support for its brothers in Craggtopia but refuses to send troops. Army generals are desperately looking for military support from other nations.

The Newly proclaimed King Melon had this to say to Jack of Craggtopia:

I FART IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION!

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Meanwhile the first and second armies are moving to encounter the Craggtopia army. 3 B-52 squadrons have set off to bomb the capital Gimptown, and the second largest city, Filching.

I move to help Doomraiden by sending 7 milion troops, 500 F-15, and 400 Hannible Lector tanks where should they go?

Send the troops to Gimptown, i hope they have Anti-Leather X-40A suits? Good, they'll need them. Your planes can accompany mine, but first they must be painted black, so they look cool. put some flames on the side if you like.

We have fired 45 M-34 "Gorbachev" missiles at Gimptown.

Aust will help Cragtopia in any way they need, our huige army, recently boosted by the addition of conscription and the fact that SAND forces have been put under my control, is prepared to put itself to any inconviance. We also wonder, when we are voctorius may we have Doomraiden. If you wish I cn bring in a few allys...

ok my planes are cool looking now, the soldiers have been isued the special outfits, and half troops are being sent to Gimptown.

you don't scare us, Aust. We could eat your nation whole. 8)

The Great Soverignty of Hiroshiko will not tolerate such racist acts. It is viewed as an immoral and hateful act. We shall help Craggtopia by sending in quality supplies and warcraft. Our borders are open to your troops if you wish to deploy them here. I am merely aiding Craggtopia, our stance is neutral in this battle. We cannot send our people to fight, but we will send the amount of supplies you wish.

Thnkx for your time :) ,
- Prime Minister Wolfwood

OOC: You could eat my nation hole, lets see, nation with 3 billion pop+ hell of a lot of allys vs you. Easy.

We at Craggtopia appreciate all the support against this hating scum. The nation of Doomraiden is located very near Craggtopia and we are amassing our troops for war as we speak.

The capital city of Cragg, nicknamed 'Gimptown' due to the poor working populace wearing leather after government films advertised leather as "the supreme and durable future of clothing" However in truth Senior Damien Filch, ruler of Craggtopia and known cocaine addict, had a bad trip and in a state of uncontrollable paranoia ordered the nationwide culling of cows which left them with a large surplus of beef and leather.
A small family walks past a newspaper stand with "CRAGGTOPIA DECLARES WAR ON DOOMRAIDEN" written in front. The youngest son tripped up on his oversized leather suit as that had been handed down from his older brother. As his mother helped him up he saw something in the sky...

"Wow! Look mummy! The aeroplane, those are very cool flames!"

The boy and his family stood gazing at the cool planes flying above and then without warning a nearby building exploded, throwing them to the floor. Explosions went of all around the city as the planes danced around in the air dropping bombs on the buildings bellow

231 civilians were killed in the bombing raid but there were no military at Craggtopia during the raid.

OOC-Aust, before you commit SAND forces, let us know mmkay? I'll post my troops later.

Due to this unresionable attack upon a civillian population of Craggtopia aust feels it has no opion but to respond and we shall be moving 89 legions (1 legion=10,000 men) To Craggtopia and 20 wings (1 wing= 6 squadrons) of fighter Aircraft, (11 of F-15's, 9 of 'Destroyer' veriants,) these planes will be marked in camaflarge and with only the Austian markings showing. 4 wings of bombers will be moved to Craggtopia
5 Tank Corps wil be mobalised. (1 corp= 2000 tanks).

These force will be for defencive perpouses only, however this may change if more attacks on innocents, we shall also renforce our men should Any Austian losses occour We hope that you shall cease these attacks upon civillians.

Emporer Palpatine Lord of Aust.




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Squadron Leader, Tim 'hotshot' Roberts, skanned the sky from the cockpit of his F-15 Destroyer. Around him, virtually invisable from the rest of the sky, where the rest of his wing, 72 planes in all. Ahead of them where 2 squadrons of Power and War planes, escorting bombers from Doomraiden back to their base.
the enermy planes where odvius even at a 4 mile distance, their black shapes visable against the sky and the red streaks of flames where easyly seen.
"Fools." Hotshot muttered. "Cool fools. Fancy painting your plane that colour just to look good." It was their death warrent.
His wings planes carried sub-nuclear, homing B-42 Missiles, a camra at the front meant they could be remotly steered. "Choose a target." He said softly into his whisper senstive mike. Affermitives flittered through the planes vox. "Fire." 72 dark streeks of meatle flew away from the planes, peicing the sky. The first enermy planes spotted them and turned towards the Austians, sitting ducks.
He switcherd his gaze to a small screen in the corner of his destroyer, using a joystick, after putting his plane on straight line, (Effectivly cruice control,) he steered the missile towards a bomber in the cener of the formation, he pulled the stick up slightly to angle the missile towards the cockpit and...
BOOM! The missiles exploded into the enermy fleet, how many had hit and how many planes had been downed, hotshot didn't know, he was already turning for home, "Right guys lets go home."
The destroyers had struck again.

I vow to offer my troops in the fight against racism and all racist nations. Let me know what i can do to help in the fight against this evil

Here comes an army of approximately 500000000000000000000 men.


Ill keep this short because some twat will come and smarm this up

The Craggtopian forces are mobilized. 300 Panzer Tanks have been left in Craggtopia for defence while another 300 Panzer Tanks are on the Craggtopian border waiting to attack along with 5million troops led in 10regiments of 500,000 of which 1 regiment is the CRSF (Craggtopian Special Forces) which shall be led by Damien Filch himself. Air support of bombers and F15 fighters have been stationed in airbases around the border and details will be revealed soon and most of the navy will be left out of the battle until the armies get towards the costal cities although 7destroyers are stopping trade ships and re-routing them to Craggtopian ports. Large artillery cannons have also been set up along the border.

Private Lloyd had signed up along with 2million other young men after the news broadcasts of the Cragg bombings. He'd watched the videos of Doomraiden soldiers lining up and gunning down black men in the street and had felt detached but now the killing was on his own soil he felt a patriotic urge to waste the "evil inhuman scum" that the news reporter had told him so much about. He thought he would struggle firing a weapon but after only a day of training he saw his rifle as a third limb and was ready to use it on the battlefield. He had become increasingly comfortable with the idea of killing. As he got on the truck to take them to the borders he thought of all the romantic old war films he had seen as a child and was ever more eager to kill.

"DAMN!" screemed James Lingley at his "secret" war headquaters.
"I knew those stupid flames would come back and bite me in the ass!"
"How can we loose 43 planes in one night??!!"
"Rid all planes of flames and begin Power and War's biggest military invasion"



Later that night, 300,000 troops secretly begin entering Craggtopia from all side, more planes, tanks and several Battleships and Aircraft carriers were called, and a small group of elite trained Paratroopers nicknamed "Ghosts" entered near several small towns to "evacuate" them and prepare some small cities, my casualties are currently 986.

King Melon looked on hopelessly as the computer informed him of his losses. Then a smile came over his face....
"prepare the weapon of revenge!"

OOC-*Sigh* Time for some PROPER RPing.

IC


Doomraiden Border

The first Rodinan armoured rumbled towards the Doomraiden border at full speed. The first and second APU corps ran at a steady 22mph alongside them. Behind them, several hundred Battle Fortress APCs rumbled at their top speed, which quite honestly wasn't very fast.

Rodinan Temporary Military Base, ~65 miles from border

General Putin watched the small dots that represented his divisions with pride. The Rodinan army had yet to be tested in actual combat, but this time they would prove themselves.

Rodinan Forces

1st Rodinan Marines
Standard Marine assault
20,000 "Toad" marines

2nd Rodinan Marines
Standard Marine assault
20,000 "Toad" Marines

1st Rodinan Mechanized Infantry
Standard Infantry assault
20,000 "Fighting Commoner" Infantry
5000 "Battle Fortress" APCs
1000 WR-23 "Lead Storm" APUs

2nd Rodinan Mechanized Infantry
Standard Infantry assault
20,000 "Fighting Commoner" Infantry
5000 "Battle Fortress" APCs
1000 WR-23 "Lead Storm" APUs

3rd Rodinan Mechanized Infantry
Standard Infantry assault
20,000 "Fighting Commoner" Infantry
5000 "Battle Fortress" APCs
1000 WR-23 "Lead Storm" APUs

1st Rodinan Armoured
Standard Armoured assault
6000 AR-290 VMBT
3000 AR-310 Missile Tanks
4000 AR-130 Sabretooth MBTs
2000 Abomination "Fortress" MBTs
1200 AD-54 Linebacker Mobile Missile Defense
2200 AR-542 Pinpoint Missile Artillery

2nd Rodinan Armoured
Standard Armoured assault
6000 AR-290 VMBT
3000 AR-310 Missile Tanks
4000 AR-130 Sabretooth MBTs
2000 Abomination "Fortress" MBTs
1200 AD-54 Linebacker Mobile Missile Defense
2200 AR-542 Pinpoint Missile Artillery

1st Rodinan APU Corps
Standard APU Corps
6000 WR-23 APUs

2nd Rodinan APU Corps
Standard APU Corps
6000 WR-23 APUs

3rd Rodinan APU Corps
Standard APU Corps
6000 WR-23 APUs

1st Fast Strike Battalion
2000 Marauder High-speed Cruise Missile Launcher
4000 AR-290 Penetrator Vulcan MBT

2nd Fast Strike Battalion
2000 Marauder High-speed Cruise Missile Launcher
4000 AR-290 Penetrator Vulcan MBT

3rd Fast Strike Battalion
2000 Marauder High-speed Cruise Missile Launcher
4000 AR-290 Penetrator Vulcan MBT

1st Artillery
1200 3000 AR-310 Missile Tanks
1200 AD-54 Linebacker Mobile Missile Defense
2200 AR-542 Pinpoint Missile Artillery

2nd Artillery
1200 3000 AR-310 Missile Tanks
1200 AD-54 Linebacker Mobile Missile Defense
2200 AR-542 Pinpoint Missile Artillery

OOC: Your right, he's my reply to the posts.

1) Power and war, how can you secretly move 300,000 men it'd be easly seen by spy satalites.

Eston - i - a you do not have that many men, you don't have that many people in your nation Ignored.

ETA of Austian forces 3 days (1 RL day.)

There was a sharp rap at King Melon's Door

"Enter"

"Erm, sir, err.." stumbled the young soldier

"yes, what is it?"

"The, er, Weapon of Revenge is, er, broken.."

"What! How can this be?

"You instructed us to take it apart so we could see how it worked and then we lost the instructions-"

"Fools! We are supposed to be an evil dictatorship, and we do not even have a big dangerous weapon! Gah!"

OOC: Lol. :D :D

IC: "it appears they have a big dangerous weapon sir."
"unleash our big dangerous weapon."
"We have lost the instruction books sir, all we have are the instruction for doomraidens big dangerous weapon."
"oh."

OOC: okay so that isn't a real Rp just a bit of humor to pass the time.

OOC: So is that 300,000 secret attack ignored?
IC:
The messenger knocks nervously on Damien Filches' door

"Come in!"

The messenger stepped through the doorway. On the other side of the room Senior Filch sat with white powder around his nose and horribly bloodshot eyes.

"Bad news senior. The Doomraiden seem to have some unknown 'Dangerous weapon' We don't know what it is or exactly how dangerous it is but our intelligence are guessing by the name that it is pretty damn dangerous"

"They have a what! Well our very own dangerous weapon is still being checked to see if it is battlefield ready. But we must take precautions in case theirs is ready first

Damien forced his faced into the pile of cocaine on his table and leaped to his feet

Let’s go pick some nukes!!

Communication
To: Doomraiden and its allies
From: The Ministry of Diplomacy of Craggtopia (MODC)

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We have readied our nuclear weapons. We at Craggtopia do not wish for the mass loss of innocent life and shall only be using our full nuclear capabilities as retaliation to any Weapons of Mass Dangerousness. Please do not force us to use these nukes by keeping your WMD's out of this war. I would also like to point out that our troops are willing to avoid the mass bloodshed ahead if you agree to surrender unconditionally.

Davad Mole
Ministry of Diplomacy

*BLANK* (Double post)

OCC: Uhh, I didn't know you had secret spy satellites, anyway ok I am SLOWLY entering 300,000 troops in to the nation.good enough? OCC:



Ok everybody lets press pausse and agree not to use WMD's it ruins everything in a war this was going good untill nukes came up, because it always ends up everybody is ignoring and nuking so no nukes ok?????

i wanna help i send one troop to help the anti rascists!! yay

OOC: Agreed! No Weapons of mass destruction, onlys Weapons of moderate destruction :D

King Melon sat down at his dining table, and started to eat. A video report showed what has happening in the world today, and he watched with interest.
Suddenly a hard object was pressed against his head. A voice whispered menacingly "Don't move"
King Melon span round in his seat and uttered his last words:
"Look, I think we can resolve this peacefulllalaaarrr--"
The dead King slumped forwards into his mashed potato. The assassin stepped into the light. He was tall, but all his other features were obscured by a tightly-attached gas mask hood with dark glass for eyes. Four similarly hooded men stepped out behing him, holding sub-machine guns
"Our time has come" intoned the leader.

James Lingley, Fuhrer of Power and War, declared a day of morning for his allies death. Believing he was next,(he is VERY paranoid about being assanated) he moved 5 times thought the night. And after sending out the call to disarm ALL nuclear weapons, he sent out a message to his troops offering an award to who ever caught and captured the group of assanians. Dead or alive. :twisted:

7:12 pm Craggtopian Military Base, someplace on the Craggtopian border....
Davad Mole stands at the doorway of Damien Filch's room. Damien is at his bed with his evening lines of coke set up on his bedside table

"Erm, Senior Damien. I assume you've heard the news?......about King Melon?"

Damien looked blankly at Davad

"Well he was killed last night"

"(Grunt) Jolly good, we won let's go home and get our medals"

"Yes, I doubt it will be that simple but-"

"DON'T DOUBT ME! The last thing I need is my Minister of Diplomacy arrested for treason, do I?"

"Yes Sir, No Sir. Sorry sir. You see, the thing is we, me and a couple of the guys from the ministry were curious... did.. did you order the hit?"

"You think I would be responsible for such an underhand and gross disregard of wartime etiquette?!"

"................"

"Well, I may have done. You never know" Damien nods towards the lines of cocaine "ahem, I think its best if you make a private investigation and if you find any evidence destroy it... and keep it low key! I don’t want to have you shot Davad!"

"Citizens of Doomraiden" boomed the hooded man's voice from atop King Melon's Palace " A new era is dawning!"

The assembled citizens, troops and officials looked on in a mixture of fear and curiosity at the hooded man on the massive Tv screens. He wore the srange hood over a butler's uniform, a bow tie, jacket with tails and pinstripe trousers. He wore black leather gloves on both hands.

"In this time of war, I have come to your aid. We will repel all invaders! We will defend Doomraiden! We will put right the wrongs of the late King! Already our forces are moving into position. Joining up with the regular army. We must unite, or we will fail!
One Leader!
Two Nations!
NO INFIDELS!!"
The crowd cheered
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Far out to sea, a curious buzzing could be heard. It got louder as it seemed to approach the coast of Doomraiden. Then, slowly out of the mist they emerged - thrity massive transport aircraft, each three times the size of a normal airliner, almost skimming across the surface of the water. At the controls sat two hooded pilots...
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OOC: I am away over the weekend

Davad walked into a small meeting room with the Minister of Defence, Jack Ropper, and the Minister of Intelligence, Sean Stayte. They all looked very worried

Sean looked around and then spoke,

"Bad news people, this new guy has no past record but from what we know already about the assassination and his ability to quell the riots he isn't the numb minded egotistic moron that Melon chap was. This war may be a great deal harder then we first thought. This must have been planned long ago and the war has given them the chance to strike. In effect we've potentially turned a nasty, but essentially harmless nation into a very real threat. My position is we vouch for peace until we can get some more on this 'new era!' What do you think Davad?"

"No doing. We have already requested a cease-fire but so far all we have received is the same self-righteous bull*** that he has been selling to the people. We'll continue to vouch for peace but at this moment I can't see it happening."

Jack brought his head off from the table. He was an insomniac and his bloodshot eyes showed it. However at the moment he was focused and could see clearly what needed doing

"We must strike! Quickly! Before he has a chance to get the armed forces under control. Then we can set up our own puppet government there!"

The two other Ministers shook they’re heads in disagreement. Davad leant forward

"Weapons won't solve this. It's a tricky situation. Say this government isn’t going to persecute minorities, say he doesn't want a war. They haven’t declared war against us and I feel they should and we, as of yet, have no reason to declare war on them"

"Dammit people! We can sit around talking about formalities or we can take action! So what if neither side declares war. Who’s in charge of propaganda? That Garbels chap, he can make something up to sell to our people. This man is a threat, I can sense it! Where is Senior Damein? He'll back me up on this!"

Davad sighed
"He is having a bad trip and has been locked in his room certain that the hooded men are coming for him too. So we are in control under the bill we passed after last time….. poor cows” Davad shook his head "Anyway, back to the matter in hand. You, Jack, have been out voted. We shall wait for an official response from Doomraiden towards us and our Allies. If it doesn’t come within the week then it will be up to Damien to decide what to do... God help us all."

'Hmm, A revolution in Doomraiden? I should investigate, Send a message to the new ruler ingormng them that we will aid them in this war"

"Yes sir" Replied the secratary


Message to Doomraiden
It appers their is a new rule in your nation, I am here to just inform you we will still be at your aide, and will help you rid of the infedels and help and protect you in the future.
Sincerly,
James Lingley, Fuhrer of Power and War

Map of Doomraiden, showing my troop movements:
http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0SgAXA0sX!XzmS54RbOkXp!SDEZ!Xl6Cui26dYa5hAxP1K3e9sfqaWp7seZifjCIJuDNm0H8fJGdORaGtD3e6Q8*MqmTpv3utMsZ cKR4vDVYJCxLQSnAnBw/doom.jpg?dc=4675477067993545802

Artists impression of Hooded Leader, known as Duke:
http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0SgClAkYXrHuNdFqvjWMiik9fX2zDhbAwT6rIZLIiKA8Bq2DdKJ*wIHZ!dZM43EbPqHqKayfJppvKHSsUyILSuU6YipRlbDn5osH A3oB6MfzIFxGhmfpDCQ/hood.jpg?dc=4675477068047105635

Map of Doomraiden, showing my troop movements:
http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0SgAXA0sX!XzmS54RbOkXp!SDEZ!Xl6Cui26dYa5hAxP1K3e9sfqaWp7seZifjCIJuDNm0H8fJGdORaGtD3e6Q8*MqmTpv3utMsZ cKR4vDVYJCxLQSnAnBw/doom.jpg?dc=4675477067993545802

Artists impression of Hooded Leader, known as Duke:
http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0SgClAkYXrHuNdFqvjWMiik9fX2zDhbAwT6rIZLIiKA8Bq2DdKJ*wIHZ!dZM43EbPqHqKayfJppvKHSsUyILSuU6YipRlbDn5osH A3oB6MfzIFxGhmfpDCQ/hood.jpg?dc=4675477068047105635

ok movements noted

Jack Ropper, Minister of Defence sat in his office giggling to himself at the odd phallic tubes coming from the Doomraiden hoods. The red phone on the side of his desk rang. Jack balanced his large cigar on the side of his ashtray and picked up the phone. The shrill girlish voice of Sean Stayte, Minister of Intellegence came over the line

"Have you seen the hooded men?"

Jack laughed"Yeah, heh heh heh, good isn’t it At least he has a sense of humour"

"It is most certainly not good! Why would his troops have gasmasks!?"

"Err, Maybe its-"

"Chemical weapons you fool!!"

"Don't be so smarmy; thinking you’re so smart, I was getting to that... Immediate action must be taken! Mobilize our armies and send them into Doomraiden Lets see if we can't end this war before Christmas!"

"We don't celebrate Christmas, It's Craggmass"

"Shut up Sean! Talking to you is harder then a trek to Ardingly! (Which is actually shockingly easy)"

"What! That makes no sense-"

The line went dead

OOC: LMFAO :lol: :lol:

ya, Doomraiden, is a summit meating in the near future for our nations?

A military base on the Doomraiden-Craggtopia border 3:34am

Lloyd awoke; he rubbed his eyes and slowly leant over to steal a dirty magazine from the next bunk. As he leant he saw through the window of the building around 50,000 Power and War troops sneaking comically around the base. Lloyd stared at them... 'What the f****' he thought. 'I must be hallucinating, all this time waiting for a wart and no action its driving me mental,' one of the troops walked past the window. 'No this can’t be true, surely the satellites and radars would have picked them up' that was the last thing to go through Lloyd's head... that and a bullet.



Satellite relay base. Somewhere in Craggtopia

A large banner lay sprawled on the floor reading "Happy Birthday Ti-" The rest could not be read under a large puddle of vomit. The floor, covered in a carpet of lager bottles and vomit and under this seven severely hung over men. One of them crawled to his feet and leant over one of the monitors. As he ate the last of the vodka jelly off the monitor the horror of what chaos their birthday piss-up may have caused sobered him up.
"Erm, there seems to be around 300,000 men wondering around Craggtopia... -hic-"

HI I will help fight wars with you i will help you build yuor city i will do anything i can if you could just help me build some schools in canabis city

Communication
To: Chris gueulette
From: MOCD (Ministry of Craggtopian Diplomacy)

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Although we appreciate your help we are not a charity and feel we are adequetly dealing with the Doomraidens and do not need your support.

Warterror is against the persecution of people based on race issues. Although we are a small nation, we can supply a crack team of special forces in a bid to help Craggtopia. These special military agents have ninja like stealth and will move in and takedown enemy communications.

Sending x2 teams of (20) Special Ops Ninjas

Just say the word and they will be deployed.

My god you are all astoundingly sad