Truitt
18-06-2004, 05:01
The Story
Ever Sense the founding of Truitt and Bonecrusher, rivalry errupted. With Bonecrusher being offencive and agressive, Truitt stood its ground in the Dark Ages, when Truitt and Bonecrusher both were ruled by Dictators, who were rival brothers. Soon however, due to some freak acsedent, Bonecrusher got deleted and fell.
Soon after the Oil Wars, when Truitt invaded the corrupt dictatorship of Driggerville, Truitt its self turnned democratic. However, soon with new ages and industrialization, it soon turnned Council-Presidental Communist, with the Civilian and Military Support, Truitt has been on the rise in freedoms, economy, and everything a nation must have to be respected. However, the fallen Bonecrusher nation, now Dragoonian has risen and formmed a surprising feet in only a few years.
As the government rises, Truitt desided neutralality in the new nation, which is now a Corrupt Representitive Democracy. The President, and the Vice President being relitives of the once proud dictators have sour feelings torwards Truitt, and have already started laws agenst Truittian People from entering thier borders.
Dragoonian Capital City (Dragon Pass) National Street
Five men are standing on a wall, all wearing green somewhere on them, as of Truittian Custom. Standing to the right and left are news reporters. They are standing by a blood red wall, but there is white on the top, like blood splattered the wall. All the men standing were dead still, looking at the men across from them.
"Don't you dare touch her," a man at the wall said to one of the men in armor at the opposite side. Dragoonians had a custom of high political figures and high military officals wear the shiney stuff,
"Why, she is sleeping, nice and sound in the camp twenty miles from here," said the one in the middle, who had a mustache. His armor, like the others was pure silver, with an untarneshed dragon with greenish eyes on the chest as a crest, which all Dragoonian Secret Service had.
"You let them go, what you want is me, not them, let them go!" the man yelled at the other,
"You Truittian scum had two hours to leave the country, all of you will face the same fait now!" he said, pulling out his M-84 Beretta, which was one of the few customs Truitt and Dragoonian had, High OPffical had Beretta hand guns.
"You damn, mother-" just a quick shot, and blood flew from the mans right leg, with a quick yelp and a drop to the ground, he quickly caught himself and got him, the blood red ground looked as if it had just been repainted in the last few secounds,
"Dirty Filt," he said, shooting the other leg,
once agian, a yelp and peice of his leg, tissue, flew into the air, and hit a reporter, who quickly jumped back and started acting like a fool.
Just then, two women, both about mid 30's, but very attractive, like many other Truittian women, were dragged in the ring, right behind the Dragoonian Men,
"Don't you dare touch her," the man with both legs shot said, just then the two started screaming for thier loved ones,
"No, let her go, now!" yelled the other man at the wall, at the far right, which he was the secound to even stir,
"Well, we might, but I tought they should see what your stupidity has gotten you," the man said agian, just then, he pulled out a Rapeier Sword, finely sharped and polished, held it in the sky. Just then, the five men behind the one man pulled out automatic Ak-74s, the men took a quick glance, the man whose legs were shot said, "Baby, do it-" he said just as the man flew the sword into the hard concrete pavement, which prodused sparks, a loud ping, and a small indention in the pavement, but no parks on the sword. The men pulled thier rifles, turnned the bolt then pulled it back, let go, just as a team, fully trainned in perfect actions, the whole crowd went silent, just as the man yelled "Feruja!", which was Commin, the language of both Truitt and Dragoonian, which was a phrase made by the City of Feruja which was invaded by the Dragoonians, which was once Truitt's Capital. It became a battle cry meaning no-prissoners in Commin soon after the change of capitals. The men drew back thier bolts, and fired, the women yelled just as blood flew on thier faces. The whole crowd jumped, some running around after being drenched in blood from the Truittian Civilians. The men stood there, with the automatic rounds making their bodies twitch and jerk. Blood still flying, the woman which the man apraitaly knew, pulled up her skirt, to everyones surprise, she was not trying to win over the man, but there was a high-powered explosive under her blouse,
"Greetings from the President," she said, wile the other woman pulled up her shirt, showing a bra and a small explosive on her belly,
"Good god-" the man said just as the reporters started to run, the owman caught each toehrs hands just as the explosvies blew, as bodies flews from the area, a total area of 340 square feet was totaly wasted, most on fire, obvisouly, Napalm was a bases for one of the explosives.
OOC:
The two men and two women who were Truittian who did actually react were Truittian Liberator Operations Special Team (LOST) Operatives, simular to Peace-Keepers, Spies, and Specialists.
IC:
Supreme Council
Chaos over the room, the council seemed to have no benches or collisium like form with the men and owmen running about, yelling, just a small message on the screen was seen clearly, Naval LOST Forces are on thier way to Dragoonian Waters........
1st and 2nd LOST Sea Bound Forces
Massive Carriers, destroyers, and small craft, amphibious tanks and transports roar through the water, creating massive wakes. Fighter Aircraft are being launched at record speeds, while no fighter dares land. A few submarines which were ahead of the fleet start to surface, to "Snorkel" to charge thier batteries, obviously the aging, but usfull Akula II Class Submarine, one of the few Diesel submarines Truitt has. A Pernicious Aircraft Carrier flies by a snorkeling submarine, launching an TR-3/A Skyline EWAC. An other ship, a Horizan Class Destoryer has the whole deck running and buisy. While an unidentified missle frigate starts to rev up, with full throttle. The deep sea oceans are hitting the smalelr, patrol gun ships brootely, just as the 2nd crew gets ready for shift changes back tot he 1st cew, an annoucment to wake everyone goes across every ship, "We are 100 nautical miles from Dragoonian Waters,"
Political Announcment
Temporary President, Freddie Forgoson steps up to the stand, with the night sky behind him, he starts to speek with a glass of water beside him,
"As of today, at about noon local time......Seven Truittian Civilians were killed in a brutal pursicution. Later that day, a counted Fiftey Six others were killed publicaly, we are still unaware of those murdered in private. This has been the last straw for this Corrupt nation. Democracy or not, this shows how much Capitalism can hurt anyone! They claim that all Communist Based Nations are corrupt, but they are the true ones. We did have L.O.S.T. forces there, under a mission to see the way on how they were treating our citizens, however, they gave thier lives to destory half of the capital city, however, before then, they were tould only to do what they did if two of the four were killed, and in fact, the couple team experianced deaths. When one of the operatives was shot, the heart's beating also stopped, activating the explosive. Then, with a reaction, the other explosive activated due to damaging from the first explosion. As of today, by 93 to 7, Truitt officaly declairs war on Dragoonian. Although they are small, and we do have moral respects torwards newly founded nations, this can not be tolerated.
OOC:
War has begon. This is not really Communism V. Capitalism, becouse the Dragoonians host a Corrupt Capitalist Nation. Also, if you read the text, it plainly says the only reason they would activate the explosives were if they were killed, or two of thier tam was killed.
Truitt suggests that no nations interfear with our actions, this will be over a few days. We are both Island Nations, off the coats of Northern Africa in the Atlanitc Ocean. Truitt is about the size of Great Britain and Dragoonian is about the size of Magigastar.
However, if any nations have any comments, requests, and so on, say so. We plan to reconstruct thier government into a more peacful government.
Ever Sense the founding of Truitt and Bonecrusher, rivalry errupted. With Bonecrusher being offencive and agressive, Truitt stood its ground in the Dark Ages, when Truitt and Bonecrusher both were ruled by Dictators, who were rival brothers. Soon however, due to some freak acsedent, Bonecrusher got deleted and fell.
Soon after the Oil Wars, when Truitt invaded the corrupt dictatorship of Driggerville, Truitt its self turnned democratic. However, soon with new ages and industrialization, it soon turnned Council-Presidental Communist, with the Civilian and Military Support, Truitt has been on the rise in freedoms, economy, and everything a nation must have to be respected. However, the fallen Bonecrusher nation, now Dragoonian has risen and formmed a surprising feet in only a few years.
As the government rises, Truitt desided neutralality in the new nation, which is now a Corrupt Representitive Democracy. The President, and the Vice President being relitives of the once proud dictators have sour feelings torwards Truitt, and have already started laws agenst Truittian People from entering thier borders.
Dragoonian Capital City (Dragon Pass) National Street
Five men are standing on a wall, all wearing green somewhere on them, as of Truittian Custom. Standing to the right and left are news reporters. They are standing by a blood red wall, but there is white on the top, like blood splattered the wall. All the men standing were dead still, looking at the men across from them.
"Don't you dare touch her," a man at the wall said to one of the men in armor at the opposite side. Dragoonians had a custom of high political figures and high military officals wear the shiney stuff,
"Why, she is sleeping, nice and sound in the camp twenty miles from here," said the one in the middle, who had a mustache. His armor, like the others was pure silver, with an untarneshed dragon with greenish eyes on the chest as a crest, which all Dragoonian Secret Service had.
"You let them go, what you want is me, not them, let them go!" the man yelled at the other,
"You Truittian scum had two hours to leave the country, all of you will face the same fait now!" he said, pulling out his M-84 Beretta, which was one of the few customs Truitt and Dragoonian had, High OPffical had Beretta hand guns.
"You damn, mother-" just a quick shot, and blood flew from the mans right leg, with a quick yelp and a drop to the ground, he quickly caught himself and got him, the blood red ground looked as if it had just been repainted in the last few secounds,
"Dirty Filt," he said, shooting the other leg,
once agian, a yelp and peice of his leg, tissue, flew into the air, and hit a reporter, who quickly jumped back and started acting like a fool.
Just then, two women, both about mid 30's, but very attractive, like many other Truittian women, were dragged in the ring, right behind the Dragoonian Men,
"Don't you dare touch her," the man with both legs shot said, just then the two started screaming for thier loved ones,
"No, let her go, now!" yelled the other man at the wall, at the far right, which he was the secound to even stir,
"Well, we might, but I tought they should see what your stupidity has gotten you," the man said agian, just then, he pulled out a Rapeier Sword, finely sharped and polished, held it in the sky. Just then, the five men behind the one man pulled out automatic Ak-74s, the men took a quick glance, the man whose legs were shot said, "Baby, do it-" he said just as the man flew the sword into the hard concrete pavement, which prodused sparks, a loud ping, and a small indention in the pavement, but no parks on the sword. The men pulled thier rifles, turnned the bolt then pulled it back, let go, just as a team, fully trainned in perfect actions, the whole crowd went silent, just as the man yelled "Feruja!", which was Commin, the language of both Truitt and Dragoonian, which was a phrase made by the City of Feruja which was invaded by the Dragoonians, which was once Truitt's Capital. It became a battle cry meaning no-prissoners in Commin soon after the change of capitals. The men drew back thier bolts, and fired, the women yelled just as blood flew on thier faces. The whole crowd jumped, some running around after being drenched in blood from the Truittian Civilians. The men stood there, with the automatic rounds making their bodies twitch and jerk. Blood still flying, the woman which the man apraitaly knew, pulled up her skirt, to everyones surprise, she was not trying to win over the man, but there was a high-powered explosive under her blouse,
"Greetings from the President," she said, wile the other woman pulled up her shirt, showing a bra and a small explosive on her belly,
"Good god-" the man said just as the reporters started to run, the owman caught each toehrs hands just as the explosvies blew, as bodies flews from the area, a total area of 340 square feet was totaly wasted, most on fire, obvisouly, Napalm was a bases for one of the explosives.
OOC:
The two men and two women who were Truittian who did actually react were Truittian Liberator Operations Special Team (LOST) Operatives, simular to Peace-Keepers, Spies, and Specialists.
IC:
Supreme Council
Chaos over the room, the council seemed to have no benches or collisium like form with the men and owmen running about, yelling, just a small message on the screen was seen clearly, Naval LOST Forces are on thier way to Dragoonian Waters........
1st and 2nd LOST Sea Bound Forces
Massive Carriers, destroyers, and small craft, amphibious tanks and transports roar through the water, creating massive wakes. Fighter Aircraft are being launched at record speeds, while no fighter dares land. A few submarines which were ahead of the fleet start to surface, to "Snorkel" to charge thier batteries, obviously the aging, but usfull Akula II Class Submarine, one of the few Diesel submarines Truitt has. A Pernicious Aircraft Carrier flies by a snorkeling submarine, launching an TR-3/A Skyline EWAC. An other ship, a Horizan Class Destoryer has the whole deck running and buisy. While an unidentified missle frigate starts to rev up, with full throttle. The deep sea oceans are hitting the smalelr, patrol gun ships brootely, just as the 2nd crew gets ready for shift changes back tot he 1st cew, an annoucment to wake everyone goes across every ship, "We are 100 nautical miles from Dragoonian Waters,"
Political Announcment
Temporary President, Freddie Forgoson steps up to the stand, with the night sky behind him, he starts to speek with a glass of water beside him,
"As of today, at about noon local time......Seven Truittian Civilians were killed in a brutal pursicution. Later that day, a counted Fiftey Six others were killed publicaly, we are still unaware of those murdered in private. This has been the last straw for this Corrupt nation. Democracy or not, this shows how much Capitalism can hurt anyone! They claim that all Communist Based Nations are corrupt, but they are the true ones. We did have L.O.S.T. forces there, under a mission to see the way on how they were treating our citizens, however, they gave thier lives to destory half of the capital city, however, before then, they were tould only to do what they did if two of the four were killed, and in fact, the couple team experianced deaths. When one of the operatives was shot, the heart's beating also stopped, activating the explosive. Then, with a reaction, the other explosive activated due to damaging from the first explosion. As of today, by 93 to 7, Truitt officaly declairs war on Dragoonian. Although they are small, and we do have moral respects torwards newly founded nations, this can not be tolerated.
OOC:
War has begon. This is not really Communism V. Capitalism, becouse the Dragoonians host a Corrupt Capitalist Nation. Also, if you read the text, it plainly says the only reason they would activate the explosives were if they were killed, or two of thier tam was killed.
Truitt suggests that no nations interfear with our actions, this will be over a few days. We are both Island Nations, off the coats of Northern Africa in the Atlanitc Ocean. Truitt is about the size of Great Britain and Dragoonian is about the size of Magigastar.
However, if any nations have any comments, requests, and so on, say so. We plan to reconstruct thier government into a more peacful government.