NationStates Jolt Archive

Under a cover of darkness, a rebel commander, who has dropped out of site since the end of the fighting that resulted in a democracy, pulled up to a house of another loyal trooper and stepped out. After making sure that he wasn't followed, he proceeded up the walkway and knocked.

After a couple of seconds, a knock came from the inside and the commander responded with a knock of his own. This was the secret knock that is only used at this time of night. The door opened and he was allowed in.

"Greetings my friend. Our time is long in coming."

"Yes it is sure. This democracy has got to end. It'll destroy everything we've worked for."

"Did you contact the underground?"

"Yes I did but our intel contacts report a second group might be planning something too."

"Great. That is all we need. Is it that ex-General that was the first to go down?"

"The one and only."

"Ok so what are we going to do?"

"Well sir! We need to reek havoc with this democracy. I'm suggesting we blow up the Capitol Hotel. That would get their attention and it'll be a major psychological blow to our enemies."

"Just how are you going to do that?"

"Anyway possible!"

"Not right now my friend. She would not tolerate that and we all know it. It is a target for us to hit but not yet. I have here something that would be just as crippling." With that, he pulled out the map of a major economical target. After a brief smile, he hands it across the table to his chief Lieutenant.

"My God! This would definitely hamper them economically. What are we going to do when they Emergency Crews arrive?"

"Why a couple of car bombs just for good measure should cause the maximum amounts of damage. When that is done, we'll lay low and wait before we attack again. When the Capitol Hotel does blow up, that'll be the signal to tear down this democracy!"

With that, they all cracked up laughing and popped some champaign to the beginning of a glorious Revolution.

In the Executive Building, Katherine Rice was attending an intelligence meeting with her Intel Head.

"Well is there anything new in intel?" She asked with a little levity.

"Well, something is brewing Madam President, but we have nothing concrete. Apparently a few people haven't gotten the messege that the war ended three years ago. What we have been able to gather is that they are somewhere on one of the lesser islands. Which one we don't know. So far they have kept their heads low but we do know that they are trying to recruit."

"Rebels?"

"Yes! According to what we have, the former dictator who we thought dead is actually alive. We don't know where he's at but we do know he's out there because of the sporadic Communciation Intercepts."

"Do all you can Alex. I want to know where he's at so we can quickly end this."

"Will do Ma'am"

As he left, Katherine looked out the window and sigh. "I don't want us to go through war again." She muttered. She just stood their viewing the beauty of the Capitol City. Little did she know that it wasn't the ex-leader that she has to worry about.

The next day, the commander walked down one of the busy streets of Waltz City. He was heading for a particular building in the center of the city. As he neared the building, he turned down an ally and entered through a side door. After walking down the walk way, he entered through another door and there was his contact.

"Hello my old friend."

"Hello!"

"I was wondering if your up to cause a little michief."

"I'm always up for that. What do you have in mind?"

They sat down at the table in the nondiscript room and the Commander spelled out what he had in mind.

"Boy you really are taking a gamble with this hit. Alright I'll do this. This will show that a democracy can't defend the people as well as one leader can. To much bickering for my taste. Does she have any idea about this plan?"

"She approved them yes. I wouldn't be doing this if she didn't. How long will it take you to get things in place for just such an attack?"

"Not long at all. I say give me 24 hours. I know were I can get the equipment. I'll study this map and place the explosives accordingly. As for the truck bombs, those will be a bit more difficult to place but I know how to get this done!"

"Twenty-Four hours? That is rather quick, don't you think?"

"Not for me its not. I know people and can have all the explosives possible. One of the perks of being in a construction crew that does demolitions." He cracked up laughing on that remark!

"Ok then! In 24 hours, there will be chaos in the streets!" After chit-chatting for a few more minutes, the Commander left and went back to his apartment. He pulled out a sheet of paper and started to write.

Hours after this meeting, he went to his favorite explosives dealer and got the necessary charges. They ranged from Plastic Explosives to TNT! After getting them stored into trucks that have the proper licenses to haul the explosives, they proceeded to their targets.

When the group tagged with the primary target arrived, they climbed out and acting like repair crews, attached the explosives with remote detonators to the building. Occassionaly, Security would stop and ask for their credentials since it is a restricted space and they produced the proper paperwork. The guards looked it over and after giving a brief nod, moved on.

They looked at eachother and after placing the last explosive on the wing designated for blowing, got into thier truck and pulled away.

"This Chief to Commander! Explosives inplace"

Good work! Everything is set for the fireworks. This is going to give Rice one nasty surprise.

"Sir we ran some quick numbers. Rush hour traffic will have the most people at that wing. I say detonate it when all are filled. That'll cause maximum amounts of casualties"

That'll be like what? Nearly a thousand casualties? That'll be perfect. That would even be better to get Rice off her ass and then expose her for what she really is!

The trucks drive off! The secondary attack is also in place as the drivers of these trucks drive around the block getting the lay out.

Drivers! Park your trucks and make the delivery.

The code is sent and now there is no turning back!

Formal Dances i have launched a fligt of droships to captureyou cappitl citty

Formal Dances i have launched a fligt of droships to captureyou cappitl citty

OOC: Some what? you have completely lost me!

OOC: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=348041 *innocent look* can I help you FD? ;)

OOC: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=348041 *innocent look* can I help you FD? ;)

OOC:: What the hell? Fine he wants hardball I got allies that'll make mense meat out of him! LOL! Fine you can help me Dumpsterdam!

OC: Goodie goodie! :D

This is ground control to Flight 367! You are cleared to Park at Gate A20! "Copy that ground control"

The plane pulled into the parking spot moments later.

The commander watched it as it parked in its designated spot and looks over at his friend. "Thats it. Its totally loaded. Give it five minutes then blow it. That'll destroy the terminal."

"Aye sir. This is going to cause some massive panick as well as massive amounts of casualties!"

"Set the timer and lets go."

Demolitions sets the timer and they both climb into a car and sped away. The Commander looks at his watch and Counts: "5, 4, 3, 2, 1" At that moment a loud Boom shakes the area where they are at followed by secondary explosions. The both looked at eachother and applauded what they have accomplished!

This is a Breaking News Bulletin

Just moments ago, a large explosion rocked the Waltz City International Airport. Casualties are high but still unknown. Right now, they are estimating casualties at about 1500 people. The bomb that went off......

At that moment, a second explosion took place that knocked the news footage for the moment.

Are we still on? A..A second explosion has just happened in the same vacinity as the first. This one exploded as we all saw as emergency crews arrived on the scene. Emergency crews continue to arrive on scene and hopefully we'll get some interviews with some of these people. Our prayers go out to the victims of this horrific attack.

President Rice called an emergency meeting to discuss what is going on at the Waltz City International Aireport.

"This is a tragic day for all of us. Does anyone have any clue as to what happened?"

"Ma'am all we know is that a bomb, or a series of bombs went off at that A terminal of Waltz International. The secondary explosions where the planes exploding which caused a secondary fire near the Air Mall." Her head of the Intel Department stated. "We have no idea just who is responsible at this time."

"Ma'am, I think we need to place our military on alert. Establish a perimeter around the airport..."

At that same moment, a knock came on the door. "Ma'am a third explosion just took place in the same vacinity as the second one. Looks like a truck bomb went off." an aide stated.

Katherine looked pained at this revelation. "This is going to drive casualties up."

"Ma'am, shouldn't we declare martial law throughout the city?"

"No! That'll give whoever did this something to gloat about! I don't want them to do that. Contact the Congress! I want an emergency session called. I need to get infront of the people and tell them to remain calm and that we will survive this." She looked at her cabinet. "Treasury, I need you to figure out how much this will hurt us economically."

"Ma'am they didn't hit the part that would've been economical! he stated.

"Oh they did. People won't travel here anymore because we lost a full terminal as well as a fire damaged Air Mall and the transport system is also out of commission." She turned to the Defense Secretary. "I want you to establish a perimeter around the airport. No one in except emergency personel. CLEAR?" After he nodded, she began to realize just how much this hurts her politically. "We need to control this situation. This had to be a local group here. I don't think it was an international organization that did this." She slowly walked out of the room and headed for her private office. Once there, she buried her head into her hands and cried.

At the commander's Aparment building, they were watching the whole thing on TV! "This turned out better than expected. Main side terminal Damaged as is the Air Mall, A terminal destroyed. All in all a job well done."

"Agreed commander. Now what is our next target to hit?"

"That would be the Legistlative Building."

At that moment, another bulletin crosses the TV station

This is a breaking news story!

Just a few minutes ago, we have been notified that President Rice will give a speech inside the Presidential Office at Eight this evening. This will be in regards to the terror attack that has killed 527 people so far and that number is still expected to go up.

This has been a Dance News Alert

"I wonder what she'll say."

"That is a good question. Can't wait to hear it though whatever it is."

President Rice sat behind her desk at the Executive Building as she waits for the cue to start her speech.

All around the Country, television stations are broadcasting what has happened at Waltz City International. At the appointed time, the stations cut in with her speech!

This is a Dances News Alert!

Evening. We interrupt this program to bring you live coverage of President Katherine Rice's speech regard the attack on Waltz City International Airport! We go live to the Executive Building.

"Hello. Earlier today, our country has suffered the worst attack on our soil since the revolution ended. The attack so far has killed roughly 1000 people and that number is still expected to go up. I'm urging all citizens of our beloved country to pray for those that perished and are wounded from this cowardly attack. Be on notice, we will find out who did this and when we do, they will pay the price. I'm urging all citizens to continue on even though I know it'll be difficult. We must continue! We cannot let the terrorists win. If we don't continue on, we'll be telling them that they can beat us. We can't let that happen.

"My fellow citizens, though this was a devestating attack on our soil, it was also our finest hour. An hour which people banded together to try to help those there were trapped beneath the rubble. An hour in which our flag still flies. Continue on! May God Bless Our country"

When the press conference ended and the announcer went back to covering the attack at the airport, the two men looked at eachother.

"She is rattled! You can see it in her body language."

"Yes she is rattled. When is her speech to the Congress?"

"A week from today. She isn't moving it up to address the nation. I was thinking of doing something about that."

"You mean, blow up the Legislative Building before or after she arrives?"

"Before. Our orders are to make sure she doesn't die but enough to force her to institute things that'll defend the people and take away their rights."

"The people will understand as you very well know that any major taken would be temporary. Katherine won't make anything perminent."

"Yea your right but even a temporary law will still have a tremendous amount of dissent. That we can play on. Lets start planning our attack."

We are most worried by this terrorist atrocity. As you know, we signed a mutual defence treaty with you some time ago. Until now, it has not been needed, so far as we are aware. We are with you. The enemy shall perish. What aid we can provide, we will. Immediate lifting of an An-124MN Medical aircraft has been authorised. These carry 100 nurses and 20 surgeons, plus 3 fully-equipped operating theatres.

Any military assistance we will try to provide also.

OOC: Aren't you in future tech? Or are you kinda in present and future?

We are most worried by this terrorist atrocity. As you know, we signed a mutual defence treaty with you some time ago. Until now, it has not been needed, so far as we are aware. We are with you. The enemy shall perish. What aid we can provide, we will. Immediate lifting of an An-124MN Medical aircraft has been authorised. These carry 100 nurses and 20 surgeons, plus 3 fully-equipped operating theatres.

Any military assistance we will try to provide also.

OOC: Aren't you in future tech? Or are you kinda in present and future?

OOC: Present tech!

IC: When she received the messege from DontPissUsOff, she was blurryeyed. She looked over the messege and called for her staff. After briefing them, her Secretary of State jumped in.

"Madam President, they are offering us aide that we could use despite what the Secretary of Defense is going to say. I say we take them up on this and fortify the buildings that we believe are targets. This aide will help us in that regard"

SecDef stood up calmly and with a glare at the State Secretary, started in. "Madam, our forces can do the job but in this case I have to agree with Secretary of State." That got SecState to stare wideeyed in amazement as the rest of the Cabinet looked stunned. This has never happened. "The aide they are offering right now will help us greatly with the wounded. I have just received a report that the death toll is up to 1526. This is a high deathtoll with countless more wounded. We should take the aide they are offering including some of their troops if necessary."

With that said, a massive debate insued. After what seemed like forever, they reached the decision to accept the aide.

To DontPissUsOff
From Formal Dances

We are grateful for the aide and we accept it wholeheartedly. Any amount of support right now will aid us greatly. As for troops, we would welcome them. This has been a tragic day. I do fear though that we might suffer more. I would like to talk to the officer in charge if that is possible about this.

Thank you again

President Katherine Rice
Formal Dances

Very well. Two more An-124MNs are being lifted to you, ETA 6 hours. We are also sending a regiment of Mi-8TVN medical helicopters, essentially flying operating theatres. ETA 14-15 hours.

As to military aid, we can first aid you by securing the oceans around you, and thereby the air over you. Ground forces will be more difficult. We can however airlift in an Airborne Division, some of our best troops, which we would use to support your forces in guarding any installations/areas you desire.

Total forces immediately available:

1 Airborne Division (6,700 personnel. 300 BMD-3M AIFVs, 36 2S9 airborne artillery pieces, SA-18 MANPADS, 16 ZU-23 AA guns, 16 SA-9s, etc, ETA 18 hours;

1 Cruiser Battlegroup

1 Tempest-class BCN
1 Kiev-II CVHN
8 Sovremennyy-II class DDG
8 Udaloy-II class DDG
6 Neustrashimiy-class FF
10 Supply vessels

1 CVBG

2 Kuznetsov/Orel-class CVN
1 Moskva-II CVH (also useable by Yak-141M)
1 Kirov-class CGN
5 Sovremmennyy-class CG
3 Udaloy-class CG
4 Neustrashimiy-class FF
10 supply vessels

2 regiments MiG-31M2 (48 aircraft, 2x24-plane regiments)

On-station time without provision for the ships is variable, between 100 and 150 days.

It will be greatly appreciated thanks! Who will be the Officer in Charge because I will need to talk to him or her about troop deployments.

Overall command of the force has been assigned to Admiral Roman Zukavny.

Overall command of the force has been assigned to Admiral Roman Zukavny.

Please notify him that I want to see him the moment he arrives. Security will escort him here!

Apartment building

The commander of the terror group that is helping to bring down the government sat wide eyed as the secretary of defense stated that allies are sending troops to assist in defense. He looked at his partner who sat motionless and expressionless.

"This was unexpected. Great now we are going to have to devise a new plan."

"I wouldn't recommend blowing up the Legislative building now. I would recommend a softer target."

"Like what?"

"How about we really shake the nation up. We already hit an airport now its time for something else." He paused dramatically. "I say we blow up an elementary school."

"No! I would rather hit a Dance Hall than an elementary school."

"Well how about then we hit the Waltz Dance Hall and Restaurant! That'll be a perfect target then to hit. Even though it'll have a less dramatic effect than a school. A restaurant would cripple them even more economically."

"Agreed. Let us place the Legislative Attack onhold till we can come up with another way to attack it."

They go back to planning.

Comrade Admiral Zukavny will arrive aboard his ship, the Barrikady, in about 10 hours. He has been notified of your wishes.

Comrade Admiral Zukavny will arrive aboard his ship, the Barrikady, in about 10 hours. He has been notified of your wishes.

We thank you!

Out at sea, The flag ship of the Formal Navy spots something on radar.

"This is the Carrier Waltz to Flight. We are picking up unknown vessels. Investigate."

Copy command. We will investigate and report. Any other orders?

"Don't fire unless fired upon first"

Copy that

The planes turn around and head for the unknown fleet.

"Communications! Send a messege to Naval Command telling them we have an unidentified fleet and have a flight of fighters to investigates."

"Roger sir!"

At Naval Command, Admiral Walker was in her office when the messege came in. Upon reading it, she nodded. "This could be the DontPissUsOff Fleet. Have them Identify fleet. If it is them, tell them that the fleet they are approaching will escort them into Cha Cha Harbor! Also get an escort ready for immediate airlift to Waltz City!"

"Right away ma'am."

"Also get this up to SecDef."

The messege was sent up to the Defense Department. Upon receiving the messege, SecDef hand delivered the messege to President Rice.

"Looks like the DontPissUsOff Fleet is approaching. Still not sure but that is what Naval Command is saying. A flight of fighters is investigating."

"I hope so. I hope that this is a one time thing but my gut is saying it isn't! And you know how right my gut is."

"Yes ma'am. We have no intel to date of further attacks. We still don't know how they pulled off the Airport attack. General Janson has the Legislative and Executive Buildings covered."

"Good. I feel safer with that in mind. Keep it up Chris. I don't want another one."

"We'll do what we can Kathy." With that he walked out and Katherine stared out the window.

At a bar in town, five people were sitting around the table with pieces of paper in front of them.

"We all know what we need to do. The Dance Hall and Restaurant is the next on the target. The Legislative Building was supposed to have been next but after receiving word, thanks to the media, that another nation is coming in to help Ms Rice, we changed it. You all know what to do."

"Sir, the explosives are coming around. We now have enough to level the said joint."

"Very good."

"Boss, what we need to do is get inside and look the joint over. That way we can pinpoint where to place the explosives that will really bring it down. Even destroying half the building is..."

"No, the whole thing comes down. If there is any Collateral Damage, we don't care." He made sure his voice was down. "We all will scout out where they will go."

With that, they broke down into small talk as the drinks followed by food comes.

To an untotored ear, they were simply meaningless bleeping noises. To the tutored ear, they were words. The DPUO fleet was broadcasting in morse to the Formal Dances aircraft, the lowest type of encoding they possessed.

To an untotored ear, they were simply meaningless bleeping noises. To the tutored ear, they were words. The DPUO fleet was broadcasting in morse to the Formal Dances aircraft, the lowest type of encoding they possessed.

On the Waltz a series of noises was coming over the communications band.

"Bridge this is comm. I'm picking up a messege. Its in Morse Code. Sounds like its the DPUO Fleet!"

The Admiral chuckles. "Don't they know that we have a flight of fighters heading their way?"

"Doubt it"

The flight of fighters was approaching the fleet. The flight leader does a circle around it and whistles. This is Flight Leader to Waltz Have spotted fleet and it definitely belongs to DPUO!

"Copy that. Please signal them that we can communicate verbally over radio would you?"

Right away Admiral He switches frequency This is Lt. Com. Davidson to DPUO Fleet. The Admiral requests that you broadcast verbally. Though Morse Code is wonderful to use, we would like to talk verbally. Please copy

The planes continue to circle the fleet.

Orcha looked at the reports, sighing. "Damn it they were attacked, and we didn't know about it. We need to help, if only to get those cheap suits." The General looked at him. "And to protect Democracy blah blah blah..."

Official Statement from the Island of Rose:

We are willing to help you by providing medical care, we will send a fleet, and possibly peacekeepers. Of course it's your choice, this is the fleet we will be sending.

21st Fleet:
1 Nimitz Class Carriers (Carries 85 Aircraft)
5 United States Class Carriers (Carries 50 Aircraft)
2 Iowa Class Battleships
3 Los Angeles Class Submarines
2 Arleigh Burke Guided Missile AEGIS Destroyers
2 Kilauea Class Ammunition Ships
1 Kaiser Class Oiler Ship
2 Safeguard Class Rescue and Salvage Ships
1 Mercy Class Hospital Ships
7 Rose Class Escort Ships

Of course it's your choice, we will be waiting. Good day and God bless.
-Vice President Orcha Yultanov of the Island of Rose

Orcha looked at the reports, sighing. "Damn it they were attacked, and we didn't know about it. We need to help, if only to get those cheap suits." The General looked at him. "And to protect Democracy blah blah blah..."

Official Statement from the Island of Rose:

We are willing to help you by providing medical care, we will send a fleet, and possibly peacekeepers. Of course it's your choice, this is the fleet we will be sending.

21st Fleet:
1 Nimitz Class Carriers (Carries 85 Aircraft)
5 United States Class Carriers (Carries 50 Aircraft)
2 Iowa Class Battleships
3 Los Angeles Class Submarines
2 Arleigh Burke Guided Missile AEGIS Destroyers
2 Kilauea Class Ammunition Ships
1 Kaiser Class Oiler Ship
2 Safeguard Class Rescue and Salvage Ships
1 Mercy Class Hospital Ships
7 Rose Class Escort Ships

Of course it's your choice, we will be waiting. Good day and God bless.
-Vice President Orcha Yultanov of the Island of Rose

We would be greatful for all the assistance possible. The Commander of the fleet is requested to meet with me upon arrival. Be advised that the Navy has been deployed around us. They will escort you in.

President Rice
Formal Dances

OOC: You have two socialists helping ya FD =P ironic cause you're a Capatilist Paradise not by UN Standards but ya know =P, and let's assume it's already there...

The 21st Fleet was near Formal Dances, but still in International Waters. The Admiral, aboard the CRS Revolution which was a Nimitz Class Carrier looked around. He rolled his eyes, we were stopping protecting freedom from a ship called the Revolution. The Comm Officer started to communicate.

"This is CRS Revolution to all nearby FD Communication Channels, we have arrived to help you, permission to go inside."

The ships floated along, the Escort Ships protecting the Heavy Ships, the Submarines unsubmerged. Aircraft were being loaded with medical supplies, men, toys, anything to make the people happy. The Admiral sighed, looking into the ocean...

"Copy that, FD. Sorry about that. We're friendly all right. We need to know: Do you have berths able to accommodate our Battlecruiser?"

OOC: You have two socialists helping ya FD =P ironic cause you're a Capatilist Paradise not by UN Standards but ya know =P, and let's assume it's already there...

The 21st Fleet was near Formal Dances, but still in International Waters. The Admiral, aboard the CRS Revolution which was a Nimitz Class Carrier looked around. He rolled his eyes, we were stopping protecting freedom from a ship called the Revolution. The Comm Officer started to communicate.

"This is CRS Revolution to all nearby FD Communication Channels, we have arrived to help you, permission to go inside."

The ships floated along, the Escort Ships protecting the Heavy Ships, the Submarines unsubmerged. Aircraft were being loaded with medical supplies, men, toys, anything to make the people happy. The Admiral sighed, looking into the ocean...

OOC: Meh, this is cyber space! Who cares who allies are and what persuasion they are!

IC: Admiral Jessica Clark heard the transmission. "Comm send out a reply. Tell them that we will escort them into the Bay for docking at the Rumba Naval Yards."

"Yes Ma'am"

Code to Isle of Rose

This is Dances 3rd fleet to IoR fleet. We will escort you towards the Rumba Naval Yards. We will form around you.

Admiral Jessica Clark
CO 3rd Fleet
Formal Dances Navy

"Copy that, FD. Sorry about that. We're friendly all right. We need to know: Do you have berths able to accommodate our Battlecruiser?"

"I believe we do. Cha Cha Naval yards is the best Naval Docks in the country. Able to accomadate just about any naval ship. Welcome to Formal Dances. I hope you have your best clothes with you." The Admiral cracked up as they moved into escort formation and then shut off the comm.

The Rosian Fleet floated along, hearing the message from the Dancian Government. The Admiral, a German named Dante von Whippershaben, looked as the RCP-1s were loaded, he told his Comm Officer to relay another message.

"This is CRS Revolution, permission to send RCP-1s to drop medical supplies, men, and other miscilanious things. We promise we won't hurt you."

Dante watched as the Dancien Ships gathered around him, he chuckled, he wasn't going to be bombed this time...

The Rosian Fleet floated along, hearing the message from the Dancian Government. The Admiral, a German named Dante von Whippershaben, looked as the RCP-1s were loaded, he told his Comm Officer to relay another message.

"This is CRS Revolution, permission to send RCP-1s to drop medical supplies, men, and other miscilanious things. We promise we won't hurt you."

Dante watched as the Dancien Ships gathered around him, he chuckled, he wasn't going to be bombed this time...

"Copy that IoR! You can drop off the supplies at Triage Chopper point Delta about 5 miles from Zero. Look for the Medical Tags on the field hospital. Your Military Commander has been requested to meet President Rice at the Presidential Home." The fleet escorts the Island of Rose's ships deeper into FD waters.

RCP-1s (C-17s) start flying over Waltz City, dropping medical supplies, toys, basic things to make people happy. RCH-1s (Chinooks) start flying over the Field Hospitals, landing whenever they are permitted. Eh, Rosians loved to help ya know, it's in their genes.

Dante boarded a spare RCH-1, the pilot looked over for a minute, it started flying towards Waltz City...

"The Admiral just left, expect him there soon."

RCP-1s (C-17s) start flying over Waltz City, dropping medical supplies, toys, basic things to make people happy. RCH-1s (Chinooks) start flying over the Field Hospitals, landing whenever they are permitted. Eh, Rosians loved to help ya know, it's in their genes.

Dante boarded a spare RCH-1, the pilot looked over for a minute, it started flying towards Waltz City...

"The Admiral just left, expect him there soon."

Air traffic controllers at the 2 military bases in Waltz City got the planes down and parked. They are getting very overworked but they aren't showing it. The Helicopters also land at the designated spots.

At the main military base, the head Controler popped over the line. "This is Waltz City Military Compound to RCH-1 Approaching. You are cleared for VIP landing Zone 3. A limo will take you straight to the President's home. Hope you got your best clothes on."

The RCH-1 landed in the designated landing spot. The Admiral, wearing a white Naval uniform, stepped out. He was unescorted, most representatives were unescorted when they came from the Island of Rose. The Admiral looked around, waiting for the limo to arrive.

The RCH-1 landed in the designated landing spot. The Admiral, wearing a white Naval uniform, stepped out. He was unescorted, most representatives were unescorted when they came from the Island of Rose. The Admiral looked around, waiting for the limo to arrive.

The limo pulls up and 2 guards walked out with an aide. "Greetings Admiral! I'm the Chief aide to President Rice. If you follow me, I'll take you to her." They climbed into the limo and left the base to the compound.

"Do you have any questions Admiral?" She asked as the made their way to the Presidential Home.

The Admiral began to speak.

"Ja!" He said in a very rough German accent. "I need large speakers, and a C.D. of Mozart's Greatest Hits. I think that'll relax the people."

He poked the chair abit.

"Comfy."

The Admiral began to speak.

"Ja!" He said in a very rough German accent. "I need large speakers, and a C.D. of Mozart's Greatest Hits. I think that'll relax the people."

He poked the chair abit.

"Comfy."

The aide starts to chuckle. "That won't be possible sir. You are right though, the seat is comfortable. Here we are."

The limo pulled up to a fancy house. As they stepped outside the limo, 4 more guards appeared and checked them both thoroughly. After the head one that didn't participate nodded, the Admiral was brought inside to see the President.

"Sorry for the security check Admiral but in all honesty, the President wanted it. In this case I had to agree with her. I know you understand." She lead him down a hallway and climbed up 2 flights of stairs and down another hallway. They walked through the doors into the President's Home office. Behind the desk sat the President of Formal Dances.

"Welcome Admiral! I'm President Katherine Rice." She got up. As she did, she revealed that she had on a lovely blue silk dress with a diamond necklas and a sapphire ring and earings. "It is an honor to meet you." She extends her hand.

Dante bowed, shaking her hand softly.

"My honor actually." He chuckled. "But enough of that. I heard you're calling all Allied Commanders over. Do you have anything that is of help?"

Dante smacked his own forehead.

"Oh, and by the way, if you find any terrorist training camps, tell us and we'll bomb them. Anyway, I think we should hold a big ball for all the Citizens, you know comfort them."

Dante shakes his head.

"That's me of course."

Dante bowed, shaking her hand softly.

"My honor actually." He chuckled. "But enough of that. I heard you're calling all Allied Commanders over. Do you have anything that is of help?"

Dante smacked his own forehead.

"Oh, and by the way, if you find any terrorist training camps, tell us and we'll bomb them. Anyway, I think we should hold a big ball for all the Citizens, you know comfort them."

Dante shakes his head.

"That's me of course."

The President shook her head. "Right now a ball is out of the question. Our people have more important things on their minds than dancing. As for the training camps, we don't know if there are any. My head of Intel will be over here soon. And how did you know that we are calling all allied commanders here for a conference?" she replied as she sat on the couch in a ladylike fashion totally ignoring the question about knowing anything.

OOC: I'm off to bed!

The President shook her head. "Right now a ball is out of the question. Our people have more important things on their minds than dancing. As for the training camps, we don't know if there are any. My head of Intel will be over here soon. And how did you know that we are calling all allied commanders here for a conference?" she replied as she sat on the couch in a ladylike fashion totally ignoring the question about knowing anything.

OOC: I'm off to bed!

Dante rolled his eyes. Too bad, I like Mozart... he thought to himself. "It's obvious that you'd want all the Commanders here. Anyway, what's the plan?"

OOC: Gooda night!

"Then plan is to help the victims and to defend other high profile targets. I'm still waiting on one other person to arrive and when that person does arrive then we'll discuss how we go about it" She continues to size up the admiral. "Care for some coffee?"

The terrorists were now in the midst of planning their next attack when the Commander entered.

"We got even more problems. Looks like the Island of Rose is now involved. This makes 2 nations supporting the government."

"Do we scrap this plan too?" asked a lieutenant.

"No! We continue on with the plan. This hit they won't expect because its not in a viable target. This restaurant will be leveled and I don't care who is supporting Tyrant Rice or how many people we kill."

"Sir, we have procured the explosives. All we have to now is checkout the building for proper placement."

"That is being done now. We should have the report shortly. We won't rush it because I want it done right."

The plans continue for the next attack.

A couple of hours later, the scout team returned.

"Well, did you get the info I requested?" the Commander asked.

"We did. This is what we found." He produced a paper with the notes he took that day.

The commander read over them and passed it around the table. After everyone looked at the paper that wasn't on the scout team, the Commander spoke back up. "Any idea about how we should plant them?"

"I know where we can place the explosives" said a member of the scout team. "Where I have in mind will brind down a quarter of them. Chief?"

"We all have a place the explosives that will tear the building down. Remember, this is the best restaurant in the nation. Everybody wants to go there. We'll be taking out alot of people. Roughly 150 people dead more wounded. That is our projection."

"Very good all of you. When we do this and take over the government, I'll put you in for top medals. You can bet on that. You deserve them."

They beamed with pride as the move to phase two of the planning for the next terror attack.

"Then plan is to help the victims and to defend other high profile targets. I'm still waiting on one other person to arrive and when that person does arrive then we'll discuss how we go about it" She continues to size up the admiral. "Care for some coffee?"

Dante shaked his head.

"I think you should defend all public facilities, terrorists want attention, no matter what. You should commit searches everywhere. Yes it might be a little... harsh, but this is a time of war, and at least you didn't declare Martial Law."

Dante chuckled.

"Very risky of you. And no thank you."

Dante shaked his head.

"I think you should defend all public facilities, terrorists want attention, no matter what. You should commit searches everywhere. Yes it might be a little... harsh, but this is a time of war, and at least you didn't declare Martial Law."

Dante chuckled.

"Very risky of you. And no thank you."

"Believe me! That was discussed! I overrode them on that. I felt that if I did that, the terrorists win. As for defending all public places, that'll be basically impossible. One reason is that terrorists will always find away to attack. We are working on a way to find them then eliminate them but that'll take time. These people are good. Almost like they're military trained."

At that point, her coffee arrived and she took a sip of it. "I do know that another attack is coming. My gut is telling me this. My gut is usually right too. The forces are protecting the major government building including here in case you didn't notice." She takes a deep breath and drinks more of her coffee.

Dante looked at as she sipped her coffee.

"Well miss, have you started the intelligence war yet?"

Dante looked at as she sipped her coffee.

"Well miss, have you started the intelligence war yet?"

"Yes we have. It will take abit of time. This we do know but we are confident that it'll be successful. We have our suspicions on it is but we are not 100% certian on who it is." she replied.

OOC: Apologies, I got sidetracked with other threads.

Anvil, the Tempest-class Battlecruiser acting as force flag, was approaching the berth in her port, her destroyer escorts plugging throuh the calm seas nearby. The great ship scarcely moved in the minimal swell. She sounded her whistle to the port.

Meanwhile, aboard 6 An-22s, the men of the 12th Airborne Division were waiting to land in Formal Dances. Fully-equipped with artillery, APCs and assault guns, the 12th was ready for any attacking force. They were well-paid and confident of their skills, certainly against an enemy like a group of amateurs!

OOC: Apologies, I got sidetracked with other threads.

Anvil, the Tempest-class Battlecruiser acting as force flag, was approaching the berth in her port, her destroyer escorts plugging throuh the calm seas nearby. The great ship scarcely moved in the minimal swell. She sounded her whistle to the port.

Meanwhile, aboard 6 An-22s, the men of the 12th Airborne Division were waiting to land in Formal Dances. Fully-equipped with artillery, APCs and assault guns, the 12th was ready for any attacking force. They were well-paid and confident of their skills, certainly against an enemy like a group of amateurs!

OOC: I know how that goes! LOL! I have an olympic thread that needs constent attention!

IC: At the port, the Chief Petty Officer was on the horn to the Anvil! "This is Cha Cha Naval Yard To Anvil. You are cleared for berthing at Battleship dock 3! Follow the Destroyer Polo to your Birth. Also, your CO has a direct invitation from the President to meet her at her home in the Capitol. Welcome to Formal Dances."

At the military bases, the DPUO aircraft have been cleared to land. Ground crews scramble to secure the planes as officers of the base met the new troops personally.

Anvil was being drawn in by two tugs toward her berth. Zukavny looked impressed. The Dancers were certainly damn good at this sort of thing. He checked yet again his uniform, immaculate though it was, knowing how the people of FD loved to have all of their guests look smart. He admired that attitude, too.

The head of the base was waiting for the Anvil. When it docked, he waited patiently at the bottom of the gangway. He was wearing his Class A uniform complete with ribbons. It is just as meticulous as his Mess Dress but with a lesser trim and no medals on this one.

As he looked up at the ship, he admired the strength it holds. Beside him, four security guards complete with an honor guard is poised to meet the commander.

To the strains of Rule Britannia, played by the hastily-assembled ship's band, Zukavny stepped down the gangway, his officers behind him. When he reached the base commander, he stood to attention and saluted.
"Greetings, commander. A pleasure to be here sir."

To the strains of Rule Britannia, played by the hastily-assembled ship's band, Zukavny stepped down the gangway, his officers behind him. When he reached the base commander, he stood to attention and saluted.
"Greetings, commander. A pleasure to be here sir."

"It is an honor to meet you too sir. I wish I was meeting you under better circumstances but welcome to Formal Dances. I see that you have decided to follow our customs." He started as he looked over his uniform. "If you will just stand there for a second sir, these people will do a cursory check. This is for security sir." After a few seconds, they finished. "If you'll follow me sir. I'll take you to the chopper." He lead Zukavny to the chopper that'll take him to the Presidential Mansion.

"Very well." He followed into the helicopter. "What's the situation at present?"

"Well not much new really except the death toll has cracked the 2000 mark. These guys really knew the Airport schedule. They timed that perfectly. Intel hasn't uncovered who was behind it yet but obviously they are working on it. Our forces have moved to guard the Legislative, Executive and Judicial Buildings throughout the Capitol. We have no idea where they'll strike next."

They reached the chopper at that point and left for the Presidential Mansion. "Security has also stepped up at the President's home and our forces are on high alert at all military bases. We just don't have the manpower to defend all major buildings." He fell silent at the point as he looked at the scenery.

At the terrorist hideout, the final phase of the plan to attack the Dances Hotel and Restaurant. The execution team enters the hotel in the disguise of electricians and cooks. They went around doing their perspective jobs and planted the charges. Down in the generator room, a larger bomb was placed as well as one near the ventilation system.

"We're getting close now!" The commander said as he read the report from the team as they checked in. "Won't be long till the building will cease to exist. I say tomorrow will be the perfect day to detonate the explosives. More people will be there tomorrow due to a wedding that is planned according to one source. We'll get that confirmed then when people show up, BOOM!!!"

"I know what you mean. Our being an island is our great strength in that respect. Still," he said grimly, "it might have been worse. Might have been a WMD."

"I know what you mean. Our being an island is our great strength in that respect. Still," he said grimly, "it might have been worse. Might have been a WMD."

The admiral shot upright at that. "Your right about that. It could've been a WMD. I hope they don't get the idea though to use one. That'll be devestating and it could topple Rice. Our government is in a fragile state. We only recently got a democracy and now with this challenge.....She is getting very stressed out and its starting to show. The people haven't picked up on it but I know some have. The military has but we're good at reading body language."

At that moment, the chopper swerved to the right and made its decent onto the Presidential Mansion's grounds. "Welcome to Waltz City Sir." Off in the distance, smoke can still be seen from ground zero as the chopper doors open and another set of security guards meet them. "I'm afraid this is as far as I go Admiral. Captain Williams here will escort you to see the President. Don't worry sir, she doesn't bite unless you touch her." He cracked up at that as the security does a more through check on Admiral Zukavny. When that is done, Captain Williams introduced herself. "I am Captain Jessica Williams. The officer in charge of the Presidential Guard here at the Mansion. I will take you to see President Rice."

The terrorists that have been hired by the old monarchy that was toppled by the dictator which in turn was replaced by the democracy went over the plans that'll occur the next day.

"Everything looks set for tomorrow doesn't it?"

"Yes sir. The explosives are in place, the bomb near the ventilation is in place and when that goes off, nothing will survive. If our plans are right, that bomb will go off first and flood the ventilation system with gas. A gas alarm will go off and that will trigger the other bombs. The main bomb that is in the kitchen will blow up first then the secondary explosions will occur when the other explosives goes off. We are forcasting no survivors."

"Very good. This will send the Rice Administration rocking. Just maybe, we'll force her to institute hard changes. She's refrained so far but that won't last. It won't be long now till the Capitol Hotel will go down and we will start our revolution to bring the crown back to Formal Dances."

With that, they clinked glasses.

The Presidential Office, Zukavny thought, was a pleasant room. Not too ostentatious, not too modest, just quietly confident. He was again impressed. He was equally impressed with the President. Well hey there!, he thought, codemning himself half a second later for being such an adolescent.

OOC: This is assuming she ain't about 55 or something, 'cos he's 31 lol

The Presidential Office, Zukavny thought, was a pleasant room. Not too ostentatious, not too modest, just quietly confident. He was again impressed. He was equally impressed with the President. Well hey there!, he thought, codemning himself half a second later for being such an adolescent.

OOC: This is assuming she ain't about 55 or something, 'cos he's 31 lol

OOC: HAHA! No worry there! I just won't say how old unless you really wanna know! LOL!

IC: President Rice looked at the admiral. "Greeting Admiral. I am President Katherine Rice." She extends a hand to the admiral. After the handshake, she continued. "Allow me to introduce to you to Dante of Island of Rose who is also helping us. May I interest you in some coffee as we discuss plans?"

"Oh, thankyou." He smiled cheerily. "Hello there, Dante. or should it be Mr. Dante?" he asked with a grin. "Anyway. To business."

"Oh, thankyou." He smiled cheerily. "Hello there, Dante. or should it be Mr. Dante?" he asked with a grin. "Anyway. To business."

President Rice handed a cup of Coffee to the admiral. "Here you go sir." She walked over to her desk and pressed a button. "Please send in the Secretary of Defense and the Head of Intel." Moments later, both gentlemen entered. "Allow me to introduce to you Mr. James Anderson, Secretary of Defense, and Mr. Alexander Davidson, Chief of Intelligence. Gentlemen if you would be seated?" When they sat down, Kathy took a deep breath and went on. "We all know how devestating the attack on the airport was. We can be assured that another attack is coming. Alex?"

"Thank you ma'am. Our people are starting to get some intel from contacts regarding various groups ranging from an old Dictator who we thought dead to someone that just doesn't like us. Right now, we think its the dictator but so far intel hasn't uncovered a thing implicating them in this attack. Of course, we've never had a terror attack before now. We are definitely looking into it." He passed around some information to both guests and sat down. "This is all the info we have."

"Right now, we have our forces protecting the major government instillations as well as vital necessary targets like power and chemical plants." Anderson stated. "Our forces are now stretched thin because our military isn't that large. We're using about every soldier we have in the city to defend these targets. If this is the dictator, then we can probably assume that a coup is trying to materialize." He finished as he sipped his coffee.

"I can see your problem. What you're doing makes eminent sense, of course, but there's never enough force to go around." He grunted as he shifted in his seat. "If it's just plain terrorists they might well go after crowded civvie targets, stuff like bars, malls and so on. We can probably guard your vital installations well enough that you could discharge some of the forces assigned to that to more genral protection duties. Of course," he added half-heartedly," it's never very reassuring having foreign troops on your soil.

"I can see your problem. What you're doing makes eminent sense, of course, but there's never enough force to go around." He grunted as he shifted in his seat. "If it's just plain terrorists they might well go after crowded civvie targets, stuff like bars, malls and so on. We can probably guard your vital installations well enough that you could discharge some of the forces assigned to that to more genral protection duties. Of course," he added half-heartedly," it's never very reassuring having foreign troops on your soil.

"That is so Admiral." Rice stated. "But this is bigger than any off of us. It is also late too. I say we reconviene say tomorrow at 7 AM to discuss this more?"

"Of course, ma'am. Plenty of time yet. I shall have my Naval personnel keep a sharp eye on the port areas." With that he left.

"Of course, ma'am. Plenty of time yet. I shall have my Naval personnel keep a sharp eye on the port areas." With that he left.

President Rice shook her guests hands and walks down to her bedroom. When she got there, she changed into her nightgown and fell off into bed.

At the apartment, the alarm went off at 4:00 and it jostled the commander out of bed. He got up, put on the coffee then took his shower. After dressing and pouring himself a cup, there was a knock on the door.

"Greetings Lt. Sleep well?"

"Yes sir. Everything is ready sir."

"Tell the execution team that the attack is at 8:00 in the morning. The hotel will be pretty full by that time because of how the schedules are running for the airport and train stations."

"Excellent. I shall tell them right away." He quickly picked up the phone and dialed the number. After a brief conversation, he hung up. "Done and they're ready."

"Excellent." He held up his cup of Coffee. To the Monarchy!"

At the Mansion, Rice awoke at 4:30 and took her shower. When she got back into the main room, there was a pot of coffee waiting for her. She poured herself a cup and sat looking at the Waltz City skyline, contemplating what to do next. She knows that her future and the future of the country is at stake. After downing the cup of coffee, she changes from her dressing gown to that of a red lace, floor lenth dress with Garnet earings and necklace. She went through her early meeting with the State Department then requested that a pot of coffee be sent to her office. She arrived there and sat behind her desk and looked at her clock. Sure enough, it was 7:00 and her appointments will be arriving at anytime.

The commander was at home when his lietenant knocked. After letting him in, he handed him a piece of paper.

"So, her highness has been notified of our recent events I see. Good."

"Sir, I don't know where she is but this came from the State Department so I gathered that she is on a diplomatic mission."

"She is and I know where but you will not know so don't Inquire. CLEAR?"

"Yes sir. Also, we are set to detonate the bombs."

"Good. In about an hour, the Dances Hotel and Restaurant will cease to exist. When the building comes down, we will start the initiation phase of the 3rd attack. We need to keep the pressure on them. That is how we'll win this."

"Agreed sir, agreed."

OOC: Agh sorry school.

Dante bowed as the Admiral entered. He took out a box sort of thing, it held a screen with two buttons, one red, one blue. Dante smirked.

"Just tell me where they are. The red is for air strikes, the blue is for Spec Ops. The numbers are world coordinates. In less than five minutes they'll be dead. Now all I need now is your permission to send Rosktai forces throughout the nation, you know, searches and all..."

Dante than looked at DPUO's representative.

"I am Dante von Wippenshabben. I am the Captain of the CRS Revolution and Admiral of the 21st Rosian Aquatic Defense Fleet. I hope we may work together."

OOC: Agh sorry school.

Dante bowed as the Admiral entered. He took out a box sort of thing, it held a screen with two buttons, one red, one blue. Dante smirked.

"Just tell me where they are. The red is for air strikes, the blue is for Spec Ops. The numbers are world coordinates. In less than five minutes they'll be dead. Now all I need now is your permission to send Rosktai forces throughout the nation, you know, searches and all..."

Dante than looked at DPUO's representative.

"I am Dante von Wippenshabben. I am the Captain of the CRS Revolution and Admiral of the 21st Rosian Aquatic Defense Fleet. I hope we may work together."

OOC: Hmmm.... Your coming in the next morning. I've disbanned the meeting till the next day. Gotta read all the posts! LOL!!! Just RP coming in the next morning. I'm still waiting on DPUO to come back But was can continue with the RP! :)

Blagh! Back! I'm waiting for the bombing or something lol

Blagh! Back! I'm waiting for the bombing or something lol

OOC: Takes place during the meeting! Now come one! LOL!!

Alright alright!! :D

IC: Zukavny returned early that morning. The skies were overcast, the seas slightly choppy, and he was a worried man. But not too worried. After all, this situation could be resolved, in all probability, without too much work.

Alright alright!! :D

IC: Zukavny returned early that morning. The skies were overcast, the seas slightly choppy, and he was a worried man. But not too worried. After all, this situation could be resolved, in all probability, without too much work.

President Rice stood as he walked in! "Good Morning Admiral." she said as she pours him a cup of coffee. "I'm glad we can have this early morning session." She hands him the cup.

"As am I. I generally work best the earlier it is. By mid lunch I'm usually asleep, which can be problematic in battles." He took the cup and drank thankfully. "Anyway. What's on your mind right now?" he asked conversationally.

"As am I. I generally work best the earlier it is. By mid lunch I'm usually asleep, which can be problematic in battles." He took the cup and drank thankfully. "Anyway. What's on your mind right now?" he asked conversationally.

"How to stop these attacks before they begin. Right now, we just don't have the intel in place and our forces are looking out for something suspicious but you have to define suspicious activity and that is basically impossible. Do you have any suggestions?"

"None that don't involve a curfew, massive numbers of troops and general paranoia," he replied sourly. "It's a bastard of a problem. All you can do is try and work out where they'll go next, but one attack doesn't give enough knowledge of motives or of operational methods." He sighed. "You have to just sit and wait, and hope you can nail them when they show themselves."

"None that don't involve a curfew, massive numbers of troops and general paranoia," he replied sourly. "It's a bastard of a problem. All you can do is try and work out where they'll go next, but one attack doesn't give enough knowledge of motives or of operational methods." He sighed. "You have to just sit and wait, and hope you can nail them when they show themselves."

President Rice scowls at that. "I just wish we knew who is behind it. We have our suspicions but they mean nothing without hard proof." She got out from behind her desk and walked towards the West window overlooking the skyline. "I just don't want anything to happen to my beautiful city. We've worked to hard to rebuild and we're still rebuilding now these people want to tear it all down again." A tear starts to swell in her eye but no one can see it.

"People always want to tear things down", he replied softly. "My whole life is spent contriving ever more ingeniuos methods of using ever more powerful weapons of destruction. It's in our nature to destroy."

"People always want to tear things down", he replied softly. "My whole life is spent contriving ever more ingeniuos methods of using ever more powerful weapons of destruction. It's in our nature to destroy."

"This I believe. Our history was a peaceful one but then a dictator overthrew the monarch through a bloody coup. Two years later, we ousted him from power then spent another two years with an interim government then had our elections which resulted into me getting elected." She sighs heavily. "Curfews right now is out of the question as is martial Law. That was put forth by my Secretary of Defense. I'm just afraid....."

At that moment, an explosion rocked the city with a deafening BOOM!!

"OH NO! NOT AGAIN" she sits behind her desk and puts her head into her hands.

At the hotel, the first explosion went off at precisely 800 AM followed five minutes later by the explosion. The Commander watched this all from his apartment building and saw the cloud of smoke rise up and smiled. "Soon your majesty will you be back in the Royal Palace." he muttered to himself.

This is a Dances News Alert!

At 8 AM this morning, an explosion rocked the city again as a bomb went off at the Dances Hotel and Restaurent. Right now Casualties are unknown! We'll keep you updated

"Down!", shouted Zukavny, before he reliaed that it was not a close detonation. He picked himself up off the floor apologetically and turned to Rice.
"We move, now. They're going for civilians too. I'll contact my people, see if we can keep these areas under guard too. Bastards!" he exclaimed.

"Down!", shouted Zukavny, before he reliaed that it was not a close detonation. He picked himself up off the floor apologetically and turned to Rice.
"We move, now. They're going for civilians too. I'll contact my people, see if we can keep these areas under guard too. Bastards!" he exclaimed.

President Rice loses all of her decorum and breaks down into tears. Her Secretary of Defense comes in chalk white and her Chief of Intel as well as her chief of Staff also come in.

"Madam President. What do we do know?" Her Chief of Staff asked before anyone else can speak.

President Rice looks up at him. "What can we do short of declaring Martial Law. We can not show fear. If we do, they win. So Gentleman what can we do?" She looks at the DPUO admiral. "This is their second attack on civilians incase you didn't notice." she said with full anger in her voice. "This won't be the end either. As for defending civilian targets, that'll stretch everyone thin. I can't pull troops from other cities because that'll leave them vunerable and Martial Law is out of the question so how do you propose to defend everyone?"

Zukavny looked as calm as possible. "Shorten the perimeter. If you cannot defend the full length of the perimeter, shorten it. Close off areas of the city totally. Curfews, martial law, whatever it needs. And see if you can get reserve troops in here too."

Zukavny looked as calm as possible. "Shorten the perimeter. If you cannot defend the full length of the perimeter, shorten it. Close off areas of the city totally. Curfews, martial law, whatever it needs. And see if you can get reserve troops in here too."

"I would have to agree with the Admiral here" the Defense Secretary said. "I believe we need to close all Three Branch Buildings to the General Public. That should keep them relatively defended. Our forces have already secured them but by sealing them from the public, they would be even more secured. Martial Law..."

"Is not an option at the moment Mr. Secretary." Rice said sternly. "That'll make the population very unhappy."

"I'm not talking about for the full nation," he stated, "just for the city. There have been no attacks in the other cities just here. If Martial Law, if not that, then a curfew..."

"A Curfew won't solve the problems. They will still be able to plan, plant, and execute their plans. Come now, even you must see that."

He scowled at that. "Fine. Your right about that but they will have to do so in the open and make it easier for us to catch them. That was the purpose of the plan."

Rice just looked at him. "Did you not hear what I said you moron. I said NO! That means its not going to happen. IS THAT CLEAR?" she hollard.

"Very clear." he said of guard because of the unexpectedness of what she just did.

Zukavny sighed again. "With all respect, Ma'am, there's nothing else for it. You can't keep your city relatively open and easy to access, and yet stop terrorists entering and doing their work, at least not without massive amounts of military support.

Zukavny sighed again. "With all respect, Ma'am, there's nothing else for it. You can't keep your city relatively open and easy to access, and yet stop terrorists entering and doing their work, at least not without massive amounts of military support.

"I know but its something I don't want to do. Mr. Secretary, I'm sorry for my outburst to you. I've been running on emotions and that is not good for a leader to do. I want you to issue orders sealing off all government buildings from the General Population. Unless they have proper ID, they don't get in." she turns to the DPUO official. "And I should apologize to you too for yelling like that in front of you. It is not in my nature to yell infront of guests or yell period. I value your opinions. Are you able to help us? I know you are but what exactly are you willing to do?"

"Whatever is necessary", he replied simply. "And no apology needed at all. Right now, the first thing to do is get the Airborne Division and the Naval Infantry to cordon off the important buildings like Government targets; it wouldsn't surprise me if they went after those to keep you guessing. Then we get the public clear of areas like malls, bars, clubs, anything like that, as fast as possible. That's just within the limit of what we can do, I think. Meanwhile, I'll go and ask for reinforcements. May I use your phone?"

"Whatever is necessary", he replied simply. "And no apology needed at all. Right now, the first thing to do is get the Airborne Division and the Naval Infantry to cordon off the important buildings like Government targets; it wouldsn't surprise me if they went after those to keep you guessing. Then we get the public clear of areas like malls, bars, clubs, anything like that, as fast as possible. That's just within the limit of what we can do, I think. Meanwhile, I'll go and ask for reinforcements. May I use your phone?"

"This is going to hurt us economically but I do thing that'll be a good idea." She replied as her Defense head nods in agreement. "The government buildings are sure to be a target, especially the Legislative and the Executive Buildings. Thanks for all the help." Her defense chief looks around before adding onto Her statement.

"Your right ma'am this will hurt us economically but this has got to be done."

She only nodded as she turns back to the admiral. "Go ahead." she moves away from the desk and stares at the smoke billowing up. "This is going to get worse before it'll get better." said aloud to know one in particular.

The commander continued to listen to the reports from the explosion at the Dances Hotel and Restaurent as he made his way to the countryside. He pulled up to a mansion along the river and ranged the bell. After being admitted, he was escorted to a private room and bowed.

"Your majesty. The first two attacks have been done successfully."

"I'm pleased with your work." said the queen-apparent. "Now we have a serious problem. President Rice has sealed off the government buildings throughout the city from the General Public. This will cause us no end of trouble. Also, foreign troops are helping them."

"I know your majesty. We've already have plans to deal with that. A few of our people are now in the process of getting jobs inside the government buildings. We can bring down the State Department. We have people in security there. Of course, that is if you want it down."

"No! Leave the government buildings alone. Continue with your proposed attack on the Train station. Are you sure you don't want explosives?"

"Positive. We have used them in two attacks with the use of gas in the second. Sole use of Gas at the train station will further hurt them more. We have ways around security there too. Soon your majesty, you'll be inside the Royal Palace once again."

"That would please the family greatly. Your dismissed."

He bowed again and made his way back to his car and formulated a plan to attack the train station.

Dante rushed to the office, he was sweaty, his face was covered in dirt, he looked around the office, looking at the Admiral and Rice. He panted, he than started to speak.

"Damn it! You were attacked again! Ms. President, I request permission to send Rosian Soldiers throughout the City and to get any and all intelligence you have on the attackers, you can't let them go on like this!"

Two soldiers followed Dante, they looked different. They had red berets, green camouflauge, a red armband, it had the symbol of a white rose on it. They were each holding TM-93As. Dante turned and nodded.

"These are Rosktai forces, they are trained in Spec Ops. Please, help us, we need to wage a counter Special Forces war, normal troops won't win this."

OOC: DAMN SCHOOL!

Dante rushed to the office, he was sweaty, his face was covered in dirt, he looked around the office, looking at the Admiral and Rice. He panted, he than started to speak.

"Damn it! You were attacked again! Ms. President, I request permission to send Rosian Soldiers throughout the City and to get any and all intelligence you have on the attackers, you can't let them go on like this!"

Two soldiers followed Dante, they looked different. They had red berets, green camouflauge, a red armband, it had the symbol of a white rose on it. They were each holding TM-93As. Dante turned and nodded.

"These are Rosktai forces, they are trained in Spec Ops. Please, help us, we need to wage a counter Special Forces war, normal troops won't win this."

"Relax Dante. Nothing will be gained. If we do what you just said, I will have a revolt on my hands and not from terrorists or disidents but by the people. We have no idea who is behind it and if we sent your forces everywhere, we won't get any information. Trust me on this Admiral, we have our own ways of getting intel and they are starting to get intelligence. Also, I guess you have not received the news of what we just done to prevent further attacks. These things take time and it'll work itself out." Turns to Admiral Zurkavny. "Think your forces are up to defend the Train station?"

Dante sighed, sitting on a nearby chair.

"I will protect the train station, even thought I don't know why it's needed, but Rosktai are the best men the Island of Rose has to offer. But I don't know if it's good enough..."

He shakes his head, his two bodyguards standing next to him.

"We need to flush them out, get them not hidden... we need an important target, somebody they can't kill with gas alone, any ideas?"

Dante sighed, sitting on a nearby chair.

"I will protect the train station, even thought I don't know why it's needed, but Rosktai are the best men the Island of Rose has to offer. But I don't know if it's good enough..."

He shakes his head, his two bodyguards standing next to him.

"We need to flush them out, get them not hidden... we need an important target, somebody they can't kill with gas alone, any ideas?"

"I don't think I was addressing you Admiral unless your name is Zukavny as well. I want you to defend the ports as well as the airports just incase they try to hit another one. We have 2 here in the capitol and they need defended. My forces will be protecting the government buildings. Orders have already been issued and we have blocked all access ways towards these buildings."

"I don't think I was addressing you Admiral unless your name is Zukavny as well. I want you to defend the ports as well as the airports just incase they try to hit another one. We have 2 here in the capitol and they need defended. My forces will be protecting the government buildings. Orders have already been issued and we have blocked all access ways towards these buildings."

Dante rolled his eyes.

"I know you're under stress, but no need to be a sarcastic asshole."

He shaked his head, he let that slip out of his mouth. Damn those Rosian genes, eh, he's not a diplomat...

"I apologize for that statement. Anyway, I will defend the ports and airports as ordered."

And so, he took out his black box thing, and pressed the blue button.

* * *

Five C-17s flew over the airport, twenty Rosktai dropped from each of the C-17s. They were armed with TM-93As and Colt .45s. They set up a defensive perimeter, looking cool and stuff. They were going for the "I look sexy and I can kill you" aim. The soldiers then began to go on patrols...

* * *

Dante looked over at Rice.

"They should be at the airport by now..."

Dante rolled his eyes.

"I know you're under stress, but no need to be a sarcastic asshole."

He shaked his head, he let that slip out of his mouth. Damn those Rosian genes, eh, he's not a diplomat...

"I apologize for that statement. Anyway, I will defend the ports and airports as ordered."

And so, he took out his black box thing, and pressed the blue button.

* * *

Five C-17s flew over the airport, twenty Rosktai dropped from each of the C-17s. They were armed with TM-93As and Colt .45s. They set up a defensive perimeter, looking cool and stuff. They were going for the "I look sexy and I can kill you" aim. The soldiers then began to go on patrols...

* * *

Dante looked over at Rice.

"They should be at the airport by now..."

"One more thing. We have rules here and they will conduct themselves in accordance with the law. If they violate them, they will be punished here and not in your own court system. Also, if you let slip what you just called me, I will expel you from our nation, just you not the nation, and you shall not return for a decade. Do I make myself clear?"

The Commander made it back to his apartment as the Casualty count continues to climb. It now stands at 534 with no survivors. The authorities have yet to figure out why there were no survivors. He smiled at the radio and made his way up to his room.

When he entered, he took a pen and paper and began to put down the beginning plans for the attack on the Train Station. He pulls out the map of the station that he picked up when he arrived here as well as the rail road map too look at all the stops.

He immediately places a phone call to someone in Cha Cha and gets him working on the plan from his end as he begins to figure out the best time to strike. He knows that this will be the 2nd most deadliest attack. He looked over the news reports and sees that military personel will be defending the station.

"This is even better than I hoped for. One explosion to draw them in followed by the gas attack to finish them off." he muttered to himself as he goes back to planning the attack. "The monarchy will be very proud of this achievement." He smiled at that thought.

"One more thing. We have rules here and they will conduct themselves in accordance with the law. If they violate them, they will be punished here and not in your own court system. Also, if you let slip what you just called me, I will expel you from our nation, just you not the nation, and you shall not return for a decade. Do I make myself clear?"

Dante rolled his eyes, now he was being treated like a child, ah...

"Yes miss... can I say something? You need to relax"

* * *

At the train station, the soldiers looked around for a bit. They were nervous, God knows what was going to happen. They had to do their job though, ah... well, back to work as they say...

OOC: FD will be a democracy in the end right?

Dante rolled his eyes, now he was being treated like a child, ah...

"Yes miss... can I say something? You need to relax"

* * *

At the train station, the soldiers looked around for a bit. They were nervous, God knows what was going to happen. They had to do their job though, ah... well, back to work as they say...

OOC: FD will be a democracy in the end right?

OOC: I haven't decided! Giggles! Gotta see what type of mood I'm in when I decide to launch what I'm planning this is turning into! :D

IC: She sighs when she was told to relax. "You try dealing with terror attacks within 2 to 3 days time and see how that makes you." She looks at the clock and slumps. "I have not slept in 3 days because of these attacks. More are coming because they have me where they want me. Deprived of sleep and options. I am close to declaring martial law but that'll give the terrorists what they want, a victory."

OOC: I haven't decided! Giggles! Gotta see what type of mood I'm in when I decide to launch what I'm planning this is turning into! :D

IC: She sighs when she was told to relax. "You try dealing with terror attacks within 2 to 3 days time and see how that makes you." She looks at the clock and slumps. "I have not slept in 3 days because of these attacks. More are coming because they have me where they want me. Deprived of sleep and options. I am close to declaring martial law but that'll give the terrorists what they want, a victory."

OOC: I'm letting you know right now. Turn into a dictatorship, I'll bomb you :)

Dante chuckled.

"Miss, the Rosians have a philosiphy, it's called "What will". What will happen will happen, you cannot prevent it. You may guide it, but God will decide. You right now has to get off the coffee and sleep. That, or get some other substance to keep you awake..."

Meanwhile, Rosian soldiers began looking for suspicious people, those that don't mix in...

OOC: I'm letting you know right now. Turn into a dictatorship, I'll bomb you :)

Dante chuckled.

"Miss, the Rosians have a philosiphy, it's called "What will". What will happen will happen, you cannot prevent it. You may guide it, but God will decide. You right now has to get off the coffee and sleep. That, or get some other substance to keep you awake..."

Meanwhile, Rosian soldiers began looking for suspicious people, those that don't mix in...

OOC: Read the posts! The Monarchy wants to return.

IC: "Your right. I do need to sleep. We will reconviene tomorrow. For now, I'm going to go to bed." She escorts her guests from the room and heads for the bedchamber.

OOC2: I'll still be online and will answer posts for at least another half hour.

OOC: I'll bomb the Monarchy than :)

Dante nodded, he walked away, his two soldiers escorting him, they looked lifeless... they were trained that way. Now Dante was bored...

OOC: Strike up a conversation with some random FD worker...

OOC: I'll bomb the Monarchy than :)

Dante nodded, he walked away, his two soldiers escorting him, they looked lifeless... they were trained that way. Now Dante was bored...

OOC: Strike up a conversation with some random FD worker...

OOC: and what? force my allies against you? Please! I have allies that could wipe the floor with you not to mention half the nations on here. LOL!!!

IC: A female aide worker escorted her charge to his room. She is in a flowing red dress with sequence. "Are you enjoying your stay Mr. Dante?"

OOC: and what? force my allies against you? Please! I have allies that could wipe the floor with you not to mention half the nations on here. LOL!!!

IC: A female aide worker escorted her charge to his room. She is in a flowing red dress with sequence. "Are you enjoying your stay Mr. Dante?"

OOC: Wow I feel bad and I feel like an asshole... :rolleyes:

Dante opened the door, he was in a t-shirt and jeans now. His bodyguards were strechting, still armed of course, but just with Colt .45s.

"Yes I am actually. So it is true what they say about you... you all wear dresses."

Dante chuckled.

"I hope I'm no trouble. These attack are nuts... mien Gott, who'd do such a thing? So how is life here anyway?"

OOC: Wow I feel bad and I feel like an asshole... :rolleyes:

Dante opened the door, he was in a t-shirt and jeans now. His bodyguards were strechting, still armed of course, but just with Colt .45s.

"Yes I am actually. So it is true what they say about you... you all wear dresses."

Dante chuckled.

"I hope I'm no trouble. These attack are nuts... mien Gott, who'd do such a thing? So how is life here anyway?"

OOC: Sorry Rose! I couldn't resist saying that! :D

"Unless your a guy! Especially you. I don't think you'll look good in a dress" she said as she laughed. "So far you are no trouble and there won't be trouble unless you disrespect our customs. As for life? Life here in the mansion is fun. Now its gotten hectic with these attacks." she stated as her face went firm.

The Commander picked up the phone by his desk and dialed his compatriot in Cha Cha City. When he got on the line, he started.

"Listen. Its about time we really rock this place. Can you get your hands on say, sarin or VX?"

Yea I can get my hands on that. Won't be that hard at all with my science degree and clearences. However, I will require assistance to dodge the authorities when this goes down.]

"Don't worry about my friend. All will be taken care of. When can you get the packages?"

Later today. I was going there anyway to work on some. And no, the military isn't involved with this. Its some sort of experiment that has been going on lately. Don't worry about the agents. Where do you want them delivered?

"Cha Cha train Station. Board there and get off at Salsa Train Depot as secretly as you can. A friend of the Family will meet you for airlift out."

Understood. That I can do. Thanks collegue. I'll call when I have them

"Your welcome and thanks, bye."

As he hung up the phone, he joughted down a summary of the conversation and prepares to meet her Majesty again regarding the next plan of attack. "She may crucify me for this attack but the plans are in the beginning phase and can be changed." he muttered. "I wonder how she will change them if she so chooses." He begins to wonder as he looks at what to wear in her presence.

OOC: Sorry Rose! I couldn't resist saying that! :D

"Unless your a guy! Especially you. I don't think you'll look good in a dress" she said as she laughed. "So far you are no trouble and there won't be trouble unless you disrespect our customs. As for life? Life here in the mansion is fun. Now its gotten hectic with these attacks." she stated as her face went firm.

Dante chuckled.

"Ah... these attacks will go by soon. I'm sure God is on your side. Want to come in?"

Dante chuckled.

"Ah... these attacks will go by soon. I'm sure God is on your side. Want to come in?"

She just looked at him and rolled her eyes! "If God is on our side then he has a funny way of showing it. As for coming in, sorry Squid but I'm not like that besides, I have to get home to my own family." With that, she walked away.

She just looked at him and rolled her eyes! "If God is on our side then he has a funny way of showing it. As for coming in, sorry Squid but I'm not like that besides, I have to get home to my own family." With that, she walked away.

Dante leaned out of the room.

"Squid?! I'm not a squid! I'm at least an octupus! Come on! I wasn't going to sleep with you! I just wanted a nice political discussion with Mozart!"

Dante sighed, rolling his eyes. Ah, women are a fickle beast.

Dante leaned out of the room.

"Squid?! I'm not a squid! I'm at least an octupus! Come on! I wasn't going to sleep with you! I just wanted a nice political discussion with Mozart!"

Dante sighed, rolling his eyes. Ah, women are a fickle beast.

OOC: HEHE!! :D Yes we can be! Just ask my bf.

IC: The next morning, President Rice woke up and proceeded to get changed for her morning meetings. She puts on a blue embroidered full-length dress with sapphire earings and neckless.

She left her bedroom and headed for her office somewhat more refreshed than she has been. She went through her morning State department meeting. Afterwards, she had her intel briefing. From that meeting she heard that some new intel had come in and it was being deciphered and that it'll be delivered as soon as that is done. After the meeting, she waited for her two guests to arrive.

Dante entered the room, he was sleepy, but he was in his Naval uniform, blah uniforms...

"Okay miss, I have an insane idea, but I think it might work... very beautiful women, possibly naked. Now you must be thinking that I'm a pervert but think about it. The terrorists will be so distracted by the beauty of them, that we can search them and take away the bomb things... that or just wait to get attacked. I don't know, the morning gives me random thoughts..."

He shakes his head.

"Right, any new intel for me that I can use?"

OOC: PLEASE stay a Democracy :(

Dante entered the room, he was sleepy, but he was in his Naval uniform, blah uniforms...

"Okay miss, I have an insane idea, but I think it might work... very beautiful women, possibly naked. Now you must be thinking that I'm a pervert but think about it. The terrorists will be so distracted by the beauty of them, that we can search them and take away the bomb things... that or just wait to get attacked. I don't know, the morning gives me random thoughts..."

He shakes his head.

"Right, any new intel for me that I can use?"

OOC: PLEASE stay a Democracy :(

OCC: Keep complaining and I just might switch to a monarchy to spite you! :D

Kathy snorted at that Idea! "I don't think that will work. These guys are way to professional. The attack on the Airport and the Dance Hall and Restaurant are proof of just how professional they are. It was not the exact same attack. As for Intel, I'm expecting intel anytime now. I just had an intel briefing and they tell me some new intel has come in but they are making sure its in a language that I can understand."

OCC: Keep complaining and I just might switch to a monarchy to spite you! :D

Kathy snorted at that Idea! "I don't think that will work. These guys are way to professional. The attack on the Airport and the Dance Hall and Restaurant are proof of just how professional they are. It was not the exact same attack. As for Intel, I'm expecting intel anytime now. I just had an intel briefing and they tell me some new intel has come in but they are making sure its in a language that I can understand."

OOC: Bleh. I'm going to do something random then.

Dante sighed looking at his watch.

"I'll wait then."

He looks at his watch again, he then begins to riverdance in place...

OOC: Bleh. I'm going to do something random then.

Dante sighed looking at his watch.

"I'll wait then."

He looks at his watch again, he then begins to riverdance in place...

She shakes her head at the display. "Can I get you anything to drink Admiral. This is going to be awhile and when he does come, you will have to leave. That is how things are done here. I"m sure you understand.

"While you're here, would you like to discuss anything?"

She shakes her head at the display. "Can I get you anything to drink Admiral. This is going to be awhile and when he does come, you will have to leave. That is how things are done here. I"m sure you understand.

"While you're here, would you like to discuss anything?"

The Admiral continues to riverdance, looking at Rice.

"I understand, state secrets. And yes, would you mind when this is over if the Island of Rose could have a garrison here?"

The Admiral continues to riverdance, looking at Rice.

"I understand, state secrets. And yes, would you mind when this is over if the Island of Rose could have a garrison here?"

Rice looked stern at that. "I don't know if we should allow that. That would require Congressional Hearings followed by a vote in Both House AND Senate. They would like to know why you want one here and everything else." She took a sip of her coffee.

Rice looked stern at that. "I don't know if we should allow that. That would require Congressional Hearings followed by a vote in Both House AND Senate. They would like to know why you want one here and everything else." She took a sip of her coffee.

Dante rolled his eyes.

"We just have a Parliament, majority vote, President vetoes, majority vote, President signs. It's much less Beuracratic... so... um... is it coming soon?"

Dante rolled his eyes.

"We just have a Parliament, majority vote, President vetoes, majority vote, President signs. It's much less Beuracratic... so... um... is it coming soon?"

"What do you think I'm waiting for? A report card? Speaking of which, I should be getting mine soon." she retorted with a chuckle. "Intel report will get here soon. This is a delicate operation we have going on and it takes time to put things together. It'll get here when it gets here."

"What do you think I'm waiting for? A report card? Speaking of which, I should be getting mine soon." she retorted with a chuckle. "Intel report will get here soon. This is a delicate operation we have going on and it takes time to put things together. It'll get here when it gets here."

Dante started to tap his foot impatiently.

"Blegh... so... did you ever clean up that MiG?"

Dante started to tap his foot impatiently.

"Blegh... so... did you ever clean up that MiG?"

"I believe it is sitting in a hanger somewhere." she replied casually. "A very nice plane if I don't say so myself."

She sighs heavily and shifts through her desk and flips a packet of lifesavers to the Admiral. "Here. Have a snack."

"I believe it is sitting in a hanger somewhere." she replied casually. "A very nice plane if I don't say so myself."

She sighs heavily and shifts through her desk and flips a packet of lifesavers to the Admiral. "Here. Have a snack."

Dante shakes his head.

"No thank you, I don't like sweets. That MiG is a rare plane, you should put it in a museum."

Dante shakes his head.

"No thank you, I don't like sweets. That MiG is a rare plane, you should put it in a museum."

She laughed at that. "While you wait, would you like anything to eat? I can have whatever you like brought here."

She laughed at that. "While you wait, would you like anything to eat? I can have whatever you like brought here."

Dante smiled.

"Croquettes! God those things are delicious! Especially the ham ones... hmmm..."

He went off into his own little fantasy of a croquette buffet...

Dante smiled.

"Croquettes! God those things are delicious! Especially the ham ones... hmmm..."

He went off into his own little fantasy of a croquette buffet...

"I'm afraid that our best coquette was at the Dance Hotel and Restaurant."

"I'm afraid that our best coquette was at the Dance Hotel and Restaurant."

Dante started to twitch.

"Those bastards... is it here yet?"

Dante started to twitch.

"Those bastards... is it here yet?"

"NO IT IS NOT!!! I'VE TOLD YOU WHY TOO! NOW DON'T MENTION IT AGAIN"

"NO IT IS NOT!!! I'VE TOLD YOU WHY TOO! NOW DON'T MENTION IT AGAIN"

Dante rolled his eyes.

"You really need to calm down..."

Dante rolled his eyes.

"You really need to calm down..."

"Your right I do need to calm down. Just that, I'm facing a crisis here and its taking alot out of me. I will tell you this. What Intel is working on is who exactly is behind these attacks. But most importantly, who is coordinating them here. So far there hasn't been one outside the Capitol! Why? That is what we are trying to answer."