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Ooc- You do realize I have something called an Anti-Missile system... Check my factbook, scroll down to the middle-bottom of post 2, to see it. I can probably down 5,000-10,000 missiles before the system starts to fail. But I'm not sure, I'll need to ask the one who sold me it just how good it is. Note, we expand on the system and we also have our own domestically made systems, allies systems can help as well.

Also note, if my soldiers are hit by WMDS, we use a little jewel called "IG Virus" and "IG-BS" strain Virus, to hit your cities, that is after we launch 30,000 ICBMS against you, and then use the BW/CW as a secondary strike to neutralize any and all of those unfortunate enough to have survived the nuclear strike.

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OOC:
The IG Virus thing is ignored by damn near everyone. It died out along with Fascist White States.

Aside from that, NO SDI is more than 70-80% effective, so I call bullshit on your claim of 5,000-10,000 missile downs.

ICBMs are worthless, slow as shit and S-500s can drop em like flies.

Ooc- You do realize I have something called an Anti-Missile system... Check my factbook, scroll down to the middle-bottom of post 2, to see it. I can probably down 5,000-10,000 missiles before the system starts to fail. But I'm not sure, I'll need to ask the one who sold me it just how good it is. Note, we expand on the system and we also have our own domestically made systems, allies systems can help as well.

Also note, if my soldiers are hit by WMDS, we use a little jewel called "IG Virus" and "IG-BS" strain Virus, to hit your cities, that is after we launch 30,000 ICBMS against you, and then use the BW/CW as a secondary strike to neutralize any and all of those unfortunate enough to have survived the nuclear strike.

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Yes, but but you won't intercept the missiles we shoot. Reason is they are not in the air for too long. We won't shoot them from 5 miles. We're going to shoot them right from just behind the danger zone of the explosion, which is made purposely low for two reeasons: fly less time, and use less material, so that more can be made. It's quantity over quality. So they travel maybe half a mile. At a speed of 250 miles an hour at least. so they're in the air for 7.2 seconds at most. But that's not even the biggest threat i am posing. The biggest threat it that many other countries, with armies 1000x stronger than mine (mine is rather weak) will support a war against this abomination.

"Miss Adams I am pleased that youse have finally relized that I will not respond to the requests to come to youse. It would reflect badly on me if I lowered myself to your level, no offense. FSI will buy your drug at 65 USD a piece"

Morrigan quickly responded to Vlad's answer. "I don care think o'me. I truly don'. Yeah, could have said jus' said no ta comin'. Gives Tiff less work to do. Thas not the point, though. The point is ya should be more specific with your order. See in case you didn' get the point, it's powder like coke! There isn' really a standard size for the orders. Are you paying me per hit, gram, kilo, ton? Or do you mean these?" Morrigan reached into her clevage pulling out the vile from before and showing it to him. "I really can' say if I accept your offer, until I know what your really askin' for. So tell me what you mean? And I'll tell you what I think." Morrigan's black, black eyes flashed with a devils fire. "I'll probably tell you wat I tink, even if I don't hear back from you." Morrigan raised her glass of Wolfsbane(another one of her innovations) downed it and shut the message.

"per kilo Miss Adams and please calm down" said Vlad with a smile

OOC: Actually, EMPs are recognized by most people.

Hell, I always do a mass EMP strike against coastal installations before invading.

OOC: I need to say something, Please no more OOC dicussions people, take it to IM's or TG's or whatever. Also by defination in the Rule threads and popular opinion I would be a "newbie" not a "noob".

"per kilo Miss Adams and please calm down" said Vlad with a smile

Morrigan made a strange noise biting her lip as if trying not not to explode, off screen you could here male voices yelling angrily. She shooed them off. "I'm afraid that I don't follow the market that well, what would that transfer to in Dabloons." It was obvious that Morrigan was taking a great distaste in Vlad, but she wasn't going to lose her cool. "I just want to make sure that your not rippin' me off or anytin'."

OOC:just make up and answer.

FSI is also a noob, don't forget.


Just take the neutron part from the bomb, and put it on a cruise missile. And the idea in quantity. It won't just be 1 missile, it will be many.



FSI is a newb, a novice, not a noob. Noob= "I nukz u wit 100000 bombs"

Newb= a good writer that happens to be new to the RP scene and the NS game. He seems to be realistic enough and thus is a Newb, not a Noob. Sephiroth and hataria have been here for a few months at the least, and each of them are NOOBS.

You can grow out of being a newb with time, but a noob is an attitude, not a length of time you've been here. Noob is not a good thing, newb isn't necessarily a bad thing.



Edited: Just saw your post for no more ooc, crap. I'll go back and delete all the other ooc stuff, k?

Secret IC:
Communique to Democratic Colonies

Actions must be taken and we understand your concern for entaglement with the prowess of some of the protector nations of FSI. We would, as you, much prefer a democratic solution to this problem, but have no qualms in conquering a nation of slavers and profiteers. Unlike others, we do not share the ideal that a nations sovereignty is inviolable. Indeed, we do not consider such a nation to be ethically sovereign at all and believe that those who aid and protect the slavers are equally responsible. As you seem to be the only other power that understands this, we would seek a strategic alliance to counterbalance the level of force protecting FSI.If you like, we would be happy to share information on our military capability, deployments, and our current mobilization. We also believe that should our two nations align, we may be in a better position to convince others and, perhaps, gain the greater monopoly on force. Please respond as soon as possible.

The Central Council of Danarkadia

*Secret Communications to The Central Council of Danarkadia*

The Democratic Colonies welcomes and appriciates your offer of a strategic alliance for the liberation of the FSI slaves, but we feel that even our combined powers would take extremely heavy losses if we were to engage in military intervention now. Decisive Action, through thier "Operation Mongoose", has given FSI control of hundreds of nuclear weapons in addition to the military aid they were already provided with. The Colonial Navy estimates that in a military confrontation, the Democratic Colonies stands to lose up to three entire fleets in combat - dozens of aircraft carriers, hundreds of ships, thousands of fighters and tens of thousands of personel. These are outside of the current acceptable losses bracket, so the Democratic Colonies is currently engaging in other operations in an effort to disrupt the slave trade being run by FSI. The Colonial Intelligence Service is overseeing secret efforts to locate, make contact with, and coherce, probably through cash payment, someone inside of FSI close to the FSI leadership to assasinate FSI leadership officals. Efforts thus far have been unsuccessful, but CIS believes that it is only a matter of time before a candidate is found for our operation. If you would like to assist in this respect, you would have the gratitude of the Democratic Colonies.

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs


OOC: I know about Lena, the woman of Papa Alvarado, leader of FSI, but I haven't figured how to make contact with her IC yet.

So, FSI, you haven't motivated your blatant disgregard for civil rights. Why did you enslave women?

OOC: I need to say something, Please no more OOC dicussions people, take it to IM's or TG's or whatever. Also by defination in the Rule threads and popular opinion I would be a "newbie" not a "noob".
Final ooc: sorry about that. And i use noob and newbie interchangebly. Anyway, posts deleted.

OOC: Thank you DA and Doom777! DC, you can make contact through her transmissions channel, its not monitered because Papa Alvarado does not believe Lena will betray him.




IC:



Vlad smiled at Miss Adams, he was most definitly enjoying this exchange

"Well that transfers too about...... ohhhhhh about 60-75 USD to a kilo of your drug. Is that agreeable to you Miss Adams?"

Morrigan blew out and frustrated breath. "Wat I meant was...and I'm pretty sure I said it. 'ow many dabloons is 65-70 USD? So if ya could please figure that one out, then maybe I'd be willin' to agree ta that price." Morrigan took another shot of the Wolfsbanes, it was insanely dangerous but she needed to calm her nerves.

Vlad could not help but grin, he was loving this.....


"Oh is that what you ment? Well then the price is..... Oh dear me this is hard..... heh...... Well it turns out that the price in your currnecy is 25-30"

Morrigan lost her cool. "30? WHAT THE FLYING HELL? I AM NOT SELLING THIS FOR 30! THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL YOU CAN CONVINCE ME TO!" Morrigan chugged down more Wolfsbane. The sticky black liquid, sliding down her throat. It felt...nice. She wasn't really mad any more.

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FSI, reply to that. I seriously suggest you accept the offer.

Vlad chuckled "50 then Miss Adams" he said

Morrigan thought about it. She felt really good "Um..." But before she could answer she was pulled away from the screen. A young man with brown spikey hair took her place. "Morrigan, isn't really up for this at the moment we'll get back to you later." There was the sound of arguing and then the guy turned back to Vlad. "She'll talk to you tommorow." The the screen went black.

OOC:back tommorow

Vlad spread his hands and smiled


"Of course, women are fragile creatures, their bodies can not take much abuse from drugs before it becomes dangerous"

Greetings, Female Slavery Inc.

Our Goliath transports and its escorts are prepared to load up the first 15,000 slaves as agreed. The fleet is now approaching your harbors. We will also be willing to purchase as much additional slaves to fill up our transports, so that they can steam home with full holds.

What would it take to purchase 1.2 million female slaves? Our 6 Goliath transports can carry 200,000 people per ship at most.

Best Regards,
President Rand Veristek

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OOC:

One Goliath transport can carry 300,000 tons of goods, personnel, or material.

Currently each Goliath's load-out is as follows (for this mission).

20,000 tons of food and water
10,000 tons of clothes
30,000 tons of bedding, supplies, and extra material.

240,000 tons available.

Each Goliath can hold up to 200,000 people comfortably (assuming one person uses a rough volume of 10x10x10 feet- 10 foot cube)


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Just a bump, since my fleet has been waiting a while to begin payment and loading of your female slaves.

OOC: ooooppppsss





IC:



"Attention Sharinan ships you have premission to come into harbour, also all further Sharinian vessels will be cleared automatically by comp after this. Welcome to the Island" said the Habourmaster over the coms of the Sharinian ships

OOC:
FSI, please read:

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=360598

200 million credits suddenly appear in the FSI account, a comment is attached to the money transfer: "Thanks for the merchandise. Our ships must be leaving now. -ITD Command"

The ships begin to pull out of dock, along with 15 thousand specimens.

The Goliaths slowly made their way towards the bustling harbors, while maintaining intense scanning of the coastal sea-floor. The bridge of the leading Goliath transport was a hive of activity, with crew-members scurrying back and forth between various stations. A voice rang out.

"Sir, we are approaching the 500 foot depth safety limit. Any less than that, we risk running aground."

The captain nodded, then responded in a quiet voice.

"Maintain course until we approach the maximum safety tolerance of 350 foot depth, then all stop."

"Yes, sir! It shall be done."

The Goliaths maintained their course at 1 / 10 steam, and several minutes later, an alarm klaxon began wailing throughout the bridge. The navigator shouted out towards the captain with a sense of extreme urgency.

"Captain, the sea-floor is 360 feet deep. Our propellers are kicking up tons upon tons of sand, as the sea-floor is just 30 feet below our propellers. I strongly recommend full stop, before our propellers suffer damage."

The captain's voice could be heard over the alarm klaxons.

"All stop!"


The massive Goliaths ground to a halt approximately 1,000 feet from the nearest Female Slavery Inc harbor. The slaves, guards, and citizens were speechless as they gazed across the Goliaths. They have never seen any sea vessel that large in their lifetimes, as the Goliaths were nearly half a mile long.

The captain motioned for his communications officer to open up a channel to FSI authorities.

"Greetings, we are unable to make the last 1,000 feet to your harbors because our Goliath vessels cannot navigate in waters 350 feet deep or less. We are holding position in 360 foot deep waters, and we are opening our loading bays for you.

I propose the following solution. We can extend our gangways from our loading bays a good 500 feet out to sea. You will need to either ferry your slaves via ship from your docks to our loading bays, or build a temporary addition to your docks. The dock addition could be done within 2 or 3 hours with our aid, using metal planks."

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OOC:

I'm willing to pay $1 billion or even $2 billion to purchase 1.2 million slaves to fill up all 6 of my Goliaths.

I'd like 85% of the female slaves to be 12 - 40 years of age, 8% of them to be children younger than 12 years old, 5% of them to be women of 40 - 55 years old, and 2% of 55+ years of age.

OOC: FSI. If you're ignoring me, please say so, and i won't participate in this RP anymore. If not, then please answer why you think you have the right to enslave women.


IC: We would like to remind Vlad, that although we put enforced military presence at your borders, we are not declaring war. Not a single shot was fired. We would like to pursuade you to discontinue this practice.

"This is the harbourmaster please wait out there, we shall ferry the slaves to you. And thanks again for doing buisness with us here at FSI!"

OOC: Okay then I'll say it: I AM IGNORING YOU!!!

How sexist! How evil! We must not tolerate this outrage! Now, if you were to offer male slaves, too, then, that'd be different...

*Colonial Intelligence Service Command Centre, Democratic Colonies, Viconia City*

OOC: Pic
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/4bd963d1.jpg

IC:

Senior Agent Jack Detmer stood impatiently infront of a massive, six foot thick steel door as the red glare of laser light washed across his face and body. "Come on Echelon, it's me. Jack Detmer, CIS Section 5, Senior Agent." he said, identifying himself. "Just let me in there, Senior Agent Blair says it's important." At the moment, Jack Detmer was locked in a small room similar to an airlock outside of the command centre. The face of "Echelon", the Colonial Intelligence Service AI that managed the facility, glared at Detmer from an LCD screen to his left. "Please refrain from speaking or moving while identity scan is ongoing." she said mechanically. Detmer sighed and continued to stand still as Echelon scanned his body, face, and irises to confirm his identity. He had already undergone voice, finger and palm print scans earlier, but he wouldn't be allowed into the CIS Command Centre until Echelon was completely sure of his identity.

Senior Agent Jack Detmer had been awoken only an hour earlier when his partner, Senior Agent Jordan Blair, had given him a phone call that woke him from the first good night of sleep we'd had all week. The two agents were currently involved in the CIS efforts to locate a candidate for what had been recently named "Operation Shadowdiver" - the recruitment of an assassin from the people working close to the leadership of Female Slavery Inc. to kill the leaders of FSI. Blair had told Detmer that they had just had a major breakthrough in thier efforts, and thought they had located someone who would be willing to do the assassinations. Detmer had immediately driven from his downtown Viconia condo to the government district of the city, making his way to CIS Command where Blair was waiting for him. After another minutes wait, the lasers flicked off and Echelon again spoke from the nearby LCD monitor. "Your indentity has been confirmed Senior Agent Detmer. Senior Agent Blair is awaiting you inside." The AI then flickered off the monitor as the door to the CIS Command Centre slowly slid down into the ground, allowing Detmer to enter. An above ground facility attached to the CIS Headquarters, the CIS Command Centre was bustling with activity as Senior Agent Jordan Blair approached Detmer, handing him a cup of coffee. "Thanks Blair. What have we got? You found an assassin for Operation Shadowdiver?" asked Detmer. Blair nodded as she led Detmer over to a nearby table that had a jumble of spreadsheets, photos and intelligence reports strewn across its surface. She picked a folder, opening it to reveal a profile for a woman known only as Lena. The only photo in the profile was an old black and white shot from a far distance, but her beauty was apparent even so. "Who is this woman?" asked Detmer, taking a sip from his coffee. "She's our best hope for Operation Shadowdiver. The first woman taken as a slave, she personally serves Papa Alvarado, the big cheese at Female Slavery Inc. She's not on the drug Iradan like the other slaves, so she's clearheaded, and reports indicate that has an intense hate for Alvardo. We can establish contact with her over her transmissions channel, it shouldn't be monitored." replied Blair briskly. Detmer let out a low whistle, he was extremely impressed. "That's some damn good work Blair." he said appriciatively. "Hey, we're partners.... one of us has to know how to get things done." Blair joked. "Are we set up for the establishment of communications?" asked Detmer. "We're good to go." said Blair, indicating the massive bank of LCD screens at the front of the command centre. "We were just waiting for you to arrive." she continued. Detmer put down his coffee and straightened his tie, wanting to look good for what was to come. "Alright then, let's make contact." he said hopefully.

"Why the hell would you do that?",Questioned Will as Morrigan cleaned herself up. "You know 500ml of that stuff would knock out a full grown man and you drank?"

"I drank 2L.",Answered Morrigan. "Ya know that."

"You could have died.",Replied Will sadly.

"Just get me back on video.",Said Morrigan sternly angry that Will was babying her. Will nodded and hooked her up. She then sent a message to Vlad.

"Hello, Vlad I'm read to negotiated. Okay, listen 200 dabloons a kilo and you tell your clients about me. Final offer."

ooc: I would just like it to be known that My nation, the EMpire has set up 10 REDBladE systems that can handle wuite a multiple number of missles, bombs incoming to a nation (btw I have quite a number more of these systems, so dont even try launching nukes against me, unless you have near millions of high tonnage, VERY VERY armored missles...basically impossible...

also, A4I troops and DragonFortresses are patrolling the capital and key areas in the nation, although we are NOT providing bodyguard service.

OOC: everyone I have to leave now.... be back tomarrow

Operation: IRON PHALANX

International Waters outside of FSI borders

In accordance with Executive Directive 71A-0021, authorizing the enactment of a trade blockade around Female Slavery Incorporated until her leaders acceeded to Tyrandisan demands, a massive naval fleet was launched against the cretins, enveloping the island in a morass of carrier groups, battle groups, and Ekranoplan hunter teams.

While technically, the Tyrandisan naval presence was only there on combat exercises, the message was clear; either FSI would disarm or suffer an horrendous economic loss...

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Broadcast to All Nations Regarding Tyrandisan Naval Exercises

The Militant Imperium of Tyrandis is currently engaged in combat exercises near the waters of Female Slavery Incorporated.

Let it be known that the aforementioned exercises will be completed within a half year.

Any and all shipping moving within two hundred kilometers of our various naval assets will do so at their own risk. Aquadragon-class Anti-Shipping Ekranoplans will escort your vessels out of the fire zone.

Note that no merchant shipping will be allowed to enter or exit FSI borders at this time.

An attack upon our fleet will be considered an act of war, and dealt with as such.

Aboard the sailing frigate Redwood, a 160 year old relic of the past whose only allowance to modernity was a diesel engine and good communications and computer system (not to mention a great stereo system), Captain John Hearst lit up another doobie and drank some coffee with his executive officer.

"So everybody got of on leave ok?" he asked as he reached for another brownie...

"Yes Sir, I let everyone have leave but you, me and a couple of guys who think the place is sinful." replied his good looking executive officer and wife Patty.

"Alrighty then.... it should be an interesting day tomorrow."

Watching through the night vision goggles, they both chortled as the massive supertanker sized transport ships nearly ran aground trying to enter the harbor.

"You know, you have to wonder how big they thought the harbor was. I mean come on, this place is only about the size of Denmark and Copenhagen can't even handle supertankers."

"It guess they were just a little excited" his wife remarked with a grin.

"I wonder how those battleships intend to get back out of here. And come on, battleships, they are as obsolete as this ship is. Haven't they ever heard of hypersonic cruise missiles, or for that matter, saturation attacks with ballistic missiles until you penetrate the point defense."

"I guess not. Plus for that matter, someday lets of a big nuke at 100,000 feet, and nobody is going to have electronics.. those ships will be so much junk."

"Good thing our sails don't need power than isn't it."

Aboard the sailing frigate Redwood, a 160 year old relic of the past whose only allowance to modernity was a diesel engine and good communications and computer system


Ooc- Ships from 1844 tended to be wooden, wood tends to rot. With sails rather than engines, sails tend to fray and fall apart, but we can't blame you for trying.

OOC They can be restored... and since wooden sailing ships were the main means of transportation for over 2500 years, I think the problems are soluable.

Operation: IRON PHALANX
Broadcast to All Nations Regarding Tyrandisan Naval Exercises

The Militant Imperium of Tyrandis is currently engaged in combat exercises near the waters of Female Slavery Incorporated.

Let it be known that the aforementioned exercises will be completed within a half year.

Any and all shipping moving within two hundred kilometers of our various naval assets will do so at their own risk. Aquadragon-class Anti-Shipping Ekranoplans will escort your vessels out of the fire zone.

Note that no merchant shipping will be allowed to enter or exit FSI borders at this time.

An attack upon our fleet will be considered an act of war, and dealt with as such.

* Secret Diplomatic Communications *

The Democratic Colonies would like to voice its support for your actions. Although we withdrew earlier on, wishing to avoid conflict against Decisive Action, we believe we could be in a position to support you if violence does break out. Our Second and Third Fleets were previously assisting in earth-quake relief efforts at Kearond Colony, but have now been ordered to move to 85% of the distance towards FSI waters from where they were previously. If the situation calls for it, they can be at FSI within half a week. For now, they are not in a position to interact with your "military exercises", if you wish to call them that, but could become involved if the situation turns violent. The Democratic Colonies will continue to monitor the situation and judge if our involvement is appropiate. Wishing you the best of luck and hoping for the liberty of the FSI slaves,

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs



OOC:
The combined forces of Colonial Second and Third Fleets would be:

24 x Pax Magellanic Class Aircraft Carriers (each with 182 aircraft, 144 of them fighter/bombers)
12 x Crusader Class Battleships
48 x Ticonderoga II Class Crusiers
84 x Arliegh Burke Class Destroyers
48 x Oliver Hazard Perry Class Frigates
60 x Seawolf Class Submarines
12 x Seabourne Resupply Ships
6 x Harper's Ferry Class Marine Transports

Basically, the ships are holding position in international waters most of the way towards FSI. The Colonial Government (read: me) is still afraid of Decisive Action though, which is why they aren't totally commiting to military action if violence breaks out. They would like to help free the slaves, as you can see by the fact that they helped buy the freedom of 1 million of them earlier, but wouldn't like to see multiple fleets wiped out in military efforts to do so. Decisive Action scares me - any nation that has a huge, experienced military and believes the things DA believes would scare me. The Democratic Colonies will only become involved under certain circumstances, otherwise, the Second and Third fleets will continue to sit in the ocean, claiming to be searching for a missing commercial airship if anyone asks. The Colonial Navy withdrew earlier in the face of a superior foe, but now that the reinforcements that they were waiting for have arrived (Third Fleet was waiting for Second), and a large foreign nation is commited to the cause, they are prepared to intervene militarily if ordered to.

(OOC) Well, the USS Constellation, currently residing in Baltimore harbor, was built in 1845, completely rebuilt (every board practically replaced) about 90 years ago, and has been lovingly rebuilt continually ever since... and was officially on the Navy List until the 1960s.... the US Constitution, built 1805, rebuilt in the 1850s and again a few years ago, is still on the US Navy List and still puttering about... The USS Hartford, as in Damn the Torpedoes, Full Speed Ahead and Admiral Farragut of the Civil War, is at the National Maritime Museum in New Bedford... had steam engines by the way and a screw propeller (modern ship for 1858)

generally you take down the sails when you use a motor or engine on a sailing vessel (its great fun too)...

there are literally dozens of rebuilt or restored tall ships running around in the real world... always worth looking at too...

Incidently, for the movie Master and Commander, an entire frigate was built just for the film.... for that matter I could have simply purchased it (Big Sur is in the California region after all.... chuckle)

Eventually the 1 and a half million freed women are collected and safely loaded onto the eight large passenger ships (though the process has taken quite sometime). With the payment of US $5 billion fully made in cash, the convoy of transports makes its departure from the island, escorted by the 6 navel frigates.
Right away they begin receiving the necessary care.

Schmit nods, a little disturbed that there is that many - more than orginally thought.

"I see. So it is safe to say you don't plan on giving up this business anytime soon?" He muttered.

"We have heard rumours that some women are being sold for research purposes to certain countries and organizations. Whether these are true or not, is there any way at all we can hatch a deal to at least stop this aspect of your trade? Money, technology, weapons..."

OOC: Sorry I take a while to reply. I live in New Zealand, so there is some time difference to when all you guys play.

from the Regina Times Herald Internet News service....

The Republic of New Shiron views with grave concern the deployment and continued plans for deployment of large numbers of strategic nuclear strike weapons by Direct Action and other nations into the territory of Female Slaves Inc....

"This is viewed as a dangerously provocative action and has seriously inflamed tensions in the region." announced a government spokesman at a news conference today.

A defense official also announced that the Republican Navy will be sending an Aegis Destroyer and a nuclear attack Submarine to monitor the situation and to assert New Shiron's freedom of navigation rights under the UN Charter, particularly the new Law of the Sea Resolution.

"All blockades currently announced are illegal, especially without UN authorization." reported the official. "However, the action is being taken against a Rogue Nation, supported by other rogue nations, and therefore although we condemn these blockades, we will honor them. Our presence will simply to be to monitor the situation as a neutral outside party."

Rumors that the Republic has hurriedly launched a satellite and has placed all of its F22 Raptors on strip alert, as well as the National Guard SAM and ABM missiles deployed around cities having been placed on alert were denied, as were planned civil defense exercises. The callup of reservists however has not been denied, nor has the fact that the entire navy has sortied and that fighters have been observed shifting to small municipal airfields around the country. Information on the nations strategic forces, particularly the small force of missiles deployed in the rugged eastern mountains, has been hard to obtain but our consultants believe they are certainly on alert as well.

During this dangerous crisis, everyone is urged to remain calm.

The Republic of New Shiron appeals to the Nation of Direct Action and all other parties to meet aboard its Destroyer "Intrepid" as soon as practical. We believe that we are a neutral third party to this crisis and would like to offer our good offices toward negotiating a settlement that brings about the withdrawal of nuclear forces and hopefully conventional forces from this area.

from the Regina Times Herald Internet News service....

The Republic of New Shiron views with grave concern the deployment and continued plans for deployment of large numbers of strategic nuclear strike weapons by Direct Action and other nations into the territory of Female Slaves Inc....

"This is viewed as a dangerously provocative action and has seriously inflamed tensions in the region." announced a government spokesman at a news conference today.

A defense official also announced that the Republican Navy will be sending an Aegis Destroyer and a nuclear attack Submarine to monitor the situation and to assert New Shiron's freedom of navigation rights under the UN Charter, particularly the new Law of the Sea Resolution.

"All blockades currently announced are illegal, especially without UN authorization." reported the official. "However, the action is being taken against a Rogue Nation, supported by other rogue nations, and therefore although we condemn these blockades, we will honor them. Our presence will simply to be to monitor the situation as a neutral outside party."

Rumors that the Republic has hurriedly launched a satellite and has placed all of its F22 Raptors on strip alert, as well as the National Guard SAM and ABM missiles deployed around cities having been placed on alert were denied, as were planned civil defense exercises. The callup of reservists however has not been denied, nor has the fact that the entire navy has sortied and that fighters have been observed shifting to small municipal airfields around the country. Information on the nations strategic forces, particularly the small force of missiles deployed in the rugged eastern mountains, has been hard to obtain but our consultants believe they are certainly on alert as well.

During this dangerous crisis, everyone is urged to remain calm.


ooc- You're too small to have any sort of real strategic nuclear arsenal and any really effective ABM system. I suggest you specify just what you have so older nations can tell you how realistic it is. (You need to keep in mind you're small with little money to afford such stuff)

Official Communiqué to the Democratic Colonies

"JRV would again like to extend its gratitude for your aid in saving the lives of 1 and a half million slaves. Further more, the Republic of JRV would like to offer its military support, had the situation boil down to that. It has always been the goal of the Republic to deal diplomatically with issues such as this so that as many lives as possible can be preserved, but we acknowledge the need for the use of force at times. I have today placed Fleets 1, 3, and 4 in the JRV Defence Range on standby. Should you request it, these forces will be assigned to your authority."

- Chancellor Rt. Hon. Dr. Donald J. Brash, Republic of JRV

Not really Direct Action.... I have about the same population as France or England... and they have that stuff (subs and aegis destroyers are very affordable, France has ICBMs, Britain has Patroits and HAWKS (equiv)) and I don't have to have very many... France has about a dozen ICBMs and has had them for over 30 years....

According to my GDP, my defense budget is about 20 Billion..... and I have conscription.... don't need to pay the GI much and can buy hardware... for that matter TAIWAN (smaller than me) can build modern fighters, and Norway and Israel (smaller than me by a lot) have modern cruise missiles (Norways Penguin system) and Israel put its very own satelite into orbit... want to bet they have ICBMs if they want them?

Besides, I didn't say how many fighters I have.... ;) the one fighter wing will just have to do, as will the few batteries of missiles....

The UH-1N Huey flew just towrds the island. The rdioa crakles to life as the piolet speaks" This is Damon Hawk One requesting permision to land, I repeat Female Slaves Inc this is Damon Hawk One requesting permison to land."

New Shiron is going to bed... hopefully tomorrow will see a negotiated settlement and not radioactive fallout clouds.....

Not really Direct Action.... I have about the same population as France or England... and they have that stuff (subs and aegis destroyers are very affordable, France has ICBMs, Britain has Patroits and HAWKS (equiv)) and I don't have to have very many... France has about a dozen ICBMs and has had them for over 30 years....

According to my GDP, my defense budget is about 20 Billion..... and I have conscription.... don't need to pay the GI much and can buy hardware... for that matter TAIWAN (smaller than me) can build modern fighters, and Norway and Israel (smaller than me by a lot) have modern cruise missiles (Norways Penguin system) and Israel put its very own satelite into orbit... want to bet they have ICBMs if they want them?

Besides, I didn't say how many fighters I have.... ;) the one fighter wing will just have to do, as will the few batteries of missiles....

Ooc-

My Armed Forces

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=7013985&postcount=2

The elderly helicopter started to shudder as it slowly lost air speed.
"This is Damon Hawk One please respond we are going to make an emergancy landing"

(OOC) SO what is a Dragonfortress? Anyone know? Future tech, far future tech? Something from Ralph Peters War in 2020?

(IC)
"So, is the plan ready and timer set XO?" Captain Hearst asked his wife.
"Yep, guess we will see what happens tomorrow."

(signing of for the evening.... we will see how it goes I guess)

Several hours passed by as 1.2 million female slaves were loaded into the six waiting Goliath transports. The Goliaths seemed to have an infinite stomach as it appeared to eat the countless women and their ferries. As the final several ferries departed the Goliath transports, the large loading bay doors slowly creaked shut, sealing the female slaves inside the garguantan vessels.

The bridge of the Goliath transport, the SNV Clat, bustled with activity once again. Its crew hurried back and forth, making preparations to have the Clat and its five sister ships depart the harbors on a voyage back home. The six behemoths slowly turned around as their rotating propeller pods swieveled 135 degrees. The vessels backed out of the harbor at 1 / 10 speed, at a 45 degree slant towards the open sea.

After roughly an hour of manuevering, the Clat and its sisters were under full steam in a northwestern direction, towards Sharina. The transports were joined by its escorts, then the task force accelerated to approximately 20 knots.

The Sharina task force arrived in the Bay of Secundis approximately 10 days later, and quite a bit of manuevering had to be done as another task force departed the Secundis Fjord for the nation of Slaver's Point.

It took a full day to unload the slaves into the commercial docks, then down the long elevator inside the docks. The slaves were brought to waiting underground railroad freight trains, and then the trains departed for the newly built Re-Education centers in the nearby Grebev mountain range.

If this is still in bussiness, Then I shall take 5 million. I will pay in cash, no credit. Than you for your time.

In Vlad's offices


"Well for 5 mil I can sell youse 6,000, but if youse don't mind my asking, what does a country ruled by women want with slaves of thier own sex?"


OOC: Apology for the lack of response.


Ingrid smiled darkly. "The Queen will have no knowledge of this incident; nor will the members of her cabinet. These women will be for the pleasures of a few colleagues and I; if the Royal Family heard about this, I would certainly be placed into serious rehabilitation--something which I do not look forward to." He said softly.

Official Communiqué to the Democratic Colonies

"JRV would again like to extend its gratitude for your aid in saving the lives of 1 and a half million slaves. Further more, the Republic of JRV would like to offer its military support, had the situation boil down to that. It has always been the goal of the Republic to deal diplomatically with issues such as this so that as many lives as possible can be preserved, but we acknowledge the need for the use of force at times. I have today placed Fleets 1, 3, and 4 in the JRV Defence Range on standby. Should you request it, these forces will be assigned to your authority."

- Chancellor Rt. Hon. Dr. Donald J. Brash, Republic of JRV


* Classified Diplomatic Communication *

The Democratic Colonies greatly appriciates your gratitude and your offer of military support. We feel that it is the duty of all civilized nations to beat back the darkness of slavery, rape and oppression whenever and wherever possible. We would like to thank you for your efforts in doing so. Recently, the Colonial Second Fleet arrived at Kearond Colony to reinforce our Third Fleet. We feel that military intervention that was not viable when only Third Fleet was onscene may now be viable. Currently, our Second and Third Fleets are holding position within half a weeks travel time from FSI, and are instructed to respond to any inquries to thier activities with claims that they are searching for a missing commercial airship carrying the daughter of a prominent Colonial Senator. The Colonial Government at this time intends to observe the "military exercises", in effect a blockade, being run by the Militant Imperium of Tyrandis on FSI and may step in to support military action if violence breaks out. As well, the Colonial Intelligence Service is currently engaging in secret efforts to recruit an assassin from within the ranks of FSI to kill thier leader. CIS reports that they have found an excellent candidate and are currently attempting to engage in communications. The Democratic Colonies, like yourselves, would rather avoid large scale conflict, and so hopes that the blockade by Tyrandis and our efforts to assassinate the FSI leadership will prove to be enough to bring about the liberty of the slaves FSI is holding. Thanking you for your nobility and courage against the barbarism of slavery,

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs

"The independant freighter Sofia Alvarez wishes permission to enter the harbor. We are here for some rek-ree-ay-shun after being at sea for far too long."

OOC: Are you going to come up with a nonsensical reason for turning this ship away as well?

The empire of Knight Phalanxia services is comprised of Assasins, Stealth Infantry, Elite Sniper Teams, and Special Forces. We also have highly trained special assistance medics, construction groups, tech compounds, and Master communications technology units who are also trained in the way of our kind. Our Empire is the basis of military precision. The civilian populous works hard to facilitate and support our Armed Forces but at the same time the Armed Forces works to support and facilitate our civilians. Our Militaristic Empire is based on a number of specialties that could critically turn wars, construct bases and perform quick and expedient medical/technological research. We would like to hear from countries who would like our assistance and expertise. We do not wage war but we will help out any friend of this great empire. If any alliances or countries would like our services do not hesitate give information.

Tyur was enjoying his vacation, thinking very little of diplomacy and commerce. His talks wouldn't be for several days yet.

Troop transport aircraft were removed from the various Ceydlonian battle fronts against it's neighbors (all NPC's in my own world), and cills were gathered from various governmental departments and wired to the national bank to prepare for the purchase of millions of women to augment the fertile population of Ceydlon and it's work force. The women would be required to work of their debt, the massive costs The Free Lands would have to bear for their future freedom and citizenship in their glorious country.

Deep below the sea in two Vierji nuclear-powered submarines two captains were privately contemplating the dubious use of various weapons and tactics to efficiently deter confrontation between the major powers, or if possible, halt the slave trade and drive it into the air. After a while, one of the ships made a slight meaningless turn to port that could mean anything and the other followed suit after about half a minute. They had agreed on a course of action.

A lot of cills were being invested in airplance companies by the Ceydlonian government in preparation of any actual war it was expected they would garner quite a profit.
Naturally all of these preperations would take more then a few days, but patience was the key to profit and virtue.

It was in the interest of the Free Lands of Ceydlon and it's allies that the F.S.I. would make money and prosper in conditions of stability now and in the future. But for now Auris would wait with ordering the talks to commence with the F.S.I. representative and watch the developments in the region unfold.

OOC: Hey everyone I am back, sorry for posting in one thread then dissapering but RL is such a pain in the tuckus when RPing. And Aubudon just wait and see about your ship.




FSI HQ


Lena walked into her room in a hurry wiping her hands on her sides going "yuck yuck yuck, if that pig touches me again I am going wring his neck" as she walked past a slight dinging sound came from her comn unit. Not stopping Lena walked past saying "I am sorry noble master" she said using the term that all women are to call all men by "but I am need of a shower if you can wait I will be right back" then she dissapered. A bit later Lena stepped out of the shower, not happy about having to hurry through it, but one did not keep FSI officals waiting. Getting down on her knees in front of the screen Lena raised her head and screamed jumping to her feet "Wait a minute you don't look like a FSI employee and you don't look like a slave! what is going on here! who are you people!"

VLAD'S OFFICE

Vlad smiled patronizingly at Morrigan "Back so soon, I thought youse would be out for days. I guess your are made of tougher stuff then most women I know. 200 of your currency per kilo sounds agreeable Miss Adams, and I will tell my clients about youse, on my honour."

Then Vlad turned to the screen with Schmit on the line. "Mister Schmit I see youse are distressed with the purchese of slaves by ITD's Venom Corp. for testing purposes. While I do not share your distress I will promise not sell anymore for testing purposes. After all youse are one my best customers, even you do free the products"

Vlad then looked at the message from Less Tsurani. "5 million is a bit much, how about 500,000? is that agreeable to youse?"

Vlad then addressed the message from Tenarius and smiled knowingly. "Ah so this a secret a delivery, I understand about that. I sure hope you enjoy your women, and it is a plesure doing buisness with youse!"

HARBOURMASTER AND AIR CONTROL

" Freighter Sofia Alvarez there does not seem to be anything wrong with your ship that I can detect, you are cleared to dock. Welcome to FSI"

"Damon Hawk One this is Air Control you have permission to make an emergency landing, we shall send help to your location soon."

arrr the island! Lavendar says, what beauty, i hope that I meet a nice man, he will treat me like a whore. NO WOMAN SHOULD HAVE TO DO THIS, in this day and age surely technology should take the upper hand- these women have lives of their own, and if men keep bedding them then they will have no strength left. I will keep these women alive if it means sacrificing myself and my people.

OOC: Serafima let me get this straight, your leader (at least I think this Lavendar is your leader) has come here willingly to offer herself to my officals to beg for a little slack to be cut for my slaves?

yes you are right, I am Lavendar (the leader) I have come to ask for some slack to be given to these poor women, I do not mind you using them for sex i too am up for all that but at least give them a days rest,

I might not offer myself but I am here to hold a meeting

what does OOC stand for?

OOC: Oh thanks for that Serafima EDIT: OOC stands for out of character, when you talking outside of RP, IC is in character, it for when you are RPing.



IC:


Two FSI officals walk up to Lavendar and look at her for moments before asking "Excuse me miss but are you a envoy of one of the forgein powers, if so we shall take to a more apporitate area then the docks. Never know who will take an advantage of you here."

thank you kind men, i would not like to be a burden to you, what may i call you? Lavendar asks as she gathers up her long flowing velvet elegant gown and follows the men.......

foreign powers? I do not understand>?' Lavendar says in her distinctly russian sounding accent,

One of the men smile and answer Lavendar "You may call me Fraser my friend is Kamao. Forgein powers means oustside nations, it isn't too far now to the Diplomatic Sector of the island"

OOC: Please TG me if you wish me to be in this as agaisnt FSI. Thank you.

thank you, I have never met nice men, I only meet criminals, the women are pure fairy folk like myself, we do not do wrong to ourselves *her shoes tap lightly on the wooden decking*

Fraser you are familiar to me, yet i do not know why, i have the gift of foresight- and I do not know if I should tell you this, but I see us getting married :( - foresight is never wrong but may change if the circumstances go ill.

this is a beautiful place, I will not get enprisoned or forced to have sex with anyone will I, it is part of our religion that we chose who we sleep with, and forced sex will leave the man impotent.

many men think I am ugly *looks to Fraser, her deep blue eyes twinkle like the sea, her long hazel hair blows softly behind her* she feels Frasers gaze upon her and goes all tingly inside.

The United States of Shalrirorchia officially expresses its' disgust and horror at the operations of FSI. Although FSI is not a Shalrirorchian company and hence is not under U.S.S. legal jurisdiction, it IS hereby banned from operating in all Shalrirorchian national states, territories, and protectorates. In addition, Congress has implemented laws making the import and/or trafficking of any FSI personnel, equipment, or product a federal crime and punishable by up to ten years in prison.

From the Desk of the Chancellor

The Empire of Avadria is disgusted at the so-called nation that is selling slaves as well as those nations who have been purchasing them. We fully condemn these acts by all countries participating in this trade. As well we are calling upon the formation of a coalition of all nations opposing this trade and for the blockade of this nations waters and airspace.

We urge you to discontinue this trade.

Chancellor Faulkner

i am here to try and make some kind of agreement.

I fear that Lavendar is playing with fire, I feel she has already made an emotional link with Fraser and any war could affect their possible relationship.

everyone seems to forget why I am here? :mad: :headbang:

AND IF the only way to come to an agreement is to sleep with one of the big bosses then I am willing to for the sake of the women slaves. SAYS LAVENDAR in her head. She looks at Fraser as he walks and realises if they will ever be together perhaps the foresight is cursing her.

ooc-LOL Avadria! I cannot believe a democratic and an imperial state are agreeing on something :D

OOC: Lol, yeah. My nations got some unique views. No political freedoms and few civil rights, but slaves... that's big no.

The freighter Sophia Alvarez anchored in the harbor, near the entrance. About twenty men and women got into a small motor launch and put-putted slowly towards the jetty.

This abominable trafficking in flesh with no regard for the soul within is abominable and is condemned by the Theocracy of Liskeinland. Sovereignty is but a matter of small import, and we shall not invade but may cause some of the creators of this abomination to have "accidents".

We implore thee to recognise the inherent spiritual value and sacred life in every human. :mad:

VLAD'S OFFICE

Vlad smiled patronizingly at Morrigan "Back so soon, I thought youse would be out for days. I guess your are made of tougher stuff then most women I know. 200 of your currency per kilo sounds agreeable Miss Adams, and I will tell my clients about youse, on my honour."

Morrigan laughed at Vlad's comment. ""Course I am. I got thousands of men beneath me who want to be on top of me, in more ways then one, so I need be my name." Morrigan laughed guessing that Vlad didn't know what she meant. "Morrigan was the Celtic Goddess of War, men bowed down to her because she was strong and beautiful. Inspiring fear and lust in her followers. I'm happy you agreed to my terms. I guess you're not a total arse after all. Just tell me how much you want right now and how you want it sent. And I'll get it to you. I'll keep you posted on any new drugs you might be interested.",Morrigan reached to turn of the screen, but added something quickly. "If you want a refill, talk to my assistant. I don't have the time to baby-sit this deal. Nice to do buisness with you." Morrigan then turned off the screen.

I thought that I, Lavendar Serenade, was suppose to be being taken to the FSI office, we still seem to be walking, my legs hurt and my breasts are bruised from the boat driver who decided to rape me in the middle of the channel, i would appreciate some rest and some food if able. I know my presence isnt wanted here but please listen.

The Hatarian Navy will Hunt down All FSI Ships and Planes, Free all The women Slaves and Kill The FSI Sailors and Ploits.

OOC: Okay everybody I am back. Serafima I haven't forgotten you, I was busy working.



IC:



Fraser stops to look at Lavender "I do not think you are ugly in the least bit" he said after a long moment "as for enslavement, while I would protect you my life, if the bosses decide you are to valuable to let go then there is nothing I can do. You look tired why don't I see if I can find a place of rest for you while Kamao and I explain about you to the bosses" then Fraser motions to Kamao and too men look for a safe place to leave Lavendar.



VLAD'S OFFICE

Vlad gave Morrigan a strangled smile Impudent, doesn't know her place! he thought angrily but Vlad did not lose his cool. "I would like to place an order for 2,000 kg of your Lust Dust. Upon reciving the drug I shall send youse 400,000 dabloons, as that is the price by my calculations".

I do think those actions are but a little rash, surely we can come to some agreement, i feel that i have given my heart to the guard Fraser and I do not want any harm to come to him.

Hataria if you may we can form an alliance that will be as mighty as the goddess in the sky.

If no agreement can be made then go ahead with your original plans ;)

VLAD'S OFFICE

Vlad gave Morrigan a strangled smile Impudent, doesn't know her place! he thought angrily but Vlad did not lose his cool. "I would like to place an order for 2,000 kg of your Lust Dust. Upon reciving the drug I shall send youse 400,000 dabloons, as that is the price by my calculations".

Morrigan could tell she was making Vlad angry, but kept her face somber, except the mischievious twinkle in her pitch black gaze. "Seems good, now how do you want me to send it to you? Boat, Plane, Train, teleport, camal?" Morrigan was enjoying the little tick she could now see above Vlad's mouth. Oh, but he is angry

thank you Fraser for your hospitality, you are blessed from the Goddess, I think you are wasted here on this god forsaken pit of despair.

I will wait for the Boss, but I havent got all day you know, while I am here my country could be in turmoil
:confused:

The Hatarian Navy will Hunt down All FSI Ships and Planes, Free all The women Slaves and Kill The FSI Sailors and Ploits.

You're ignored by the entire NS board, go away troll.


(you've been nuked into oblivion too many times to count, and occupied by half the world, go away)

OOC: uh, I'm going to assume my women are ready to be taken back to the jet, I'll role play it soon unless you say otherwise.

The people's armed republic of Shannah would like to formally voice its support for Female Slavery Inc. Although we would also like to inform you that if you intend to use slang, i.e. "youse" it would be in your best interests to at least spell it right. "Youse", being a contraction of "you guys", would formally be spelt "you's" as "guys" does not have an "e".

OOC: ooooppppsss, you can just take them Raptorian Federation, I have alot on my plate RPing as it is.



IC:


Fraser smiled at Lavendar "If that is the way feel, so be it but I like it here" with that he left with Kamao. Some time later Fraser returned "Lavendar come with me please, Papa Alavarado the head boss himself wishes to see you"


VLAD'S OFFICE

Vlad again gave strangled smile "By air if youse can" he said

To Female Slavery INC
From Prime Nomad/Guardien Jacob Israel of Neo Cannen

Normally I would send one of my ambassadors to make these statements, but I am so appauled by what I see here that I decided to make sure my message came across. There is no grounds for treating women as objects, none whatsoever. They are human beings and are to be treated as such. This corperation is in violation of UN resolution 6 to ban all slavery. Unless the CEO of Female Slavery INC halts his actions ASAP, the Neo Cannen Elite Guardien Divisions will assainate him with a weapon that he cannot be protected from by anything short of a five mile thick wall of lead. Even then we are prepared to bomb his headquaters wither a gamma bomb that even such a wall coul not stop. Our armies stand ready, stop or be destroied.

TOP SECRET!
CODE Z(Virtually impossible too intercept)
To FSI
From the Tech-Com Corporation(The biggest and most powerful corporation in Red Tide)
"Ever since we have expanded internationally we have always looked for a way too increase our profit oppertunity. We do not want too buy your women but we WILL make a deal. We have some extra transport ships just sitting in the harbors taking up dust. We offer to transport the women FOR you from your nation, too the buying nation. In exchange we ask that we get 3% of the profits for ONLY THE DEALS WE TRANSPORT. We also offer you a seperate more military deal. Would you like too purchase 100 T-90SX tanks? It only costs 1 billion bucks."
END MESSAGE!

OOC: The T-90SX is basicilly a modified T-90SA. It is the same as the T-90 SA EXCEPT
A:It is bigger, heavier, and slightly slower.
B:More expensive(at 10 million dollars a-tank)
C:A many electronics as the M1A2 SEP
D:Has a bigger, better main gun(135 mm ETC gun)
E:Has a "safe" nuclear engine(Sorta post-modern)
and F:Has thicker and better armor.

Secret Message to Female Slavery Inc.:

Imperial Germany will pay $300 M for six-hundred girls. They must be between the ages of 13-16, be over 5 feet tall, have blonde hair, blue eyes, and at least B-Cups, nothing else. This order will be repeated yearly. We will insure their safety and well being.

Morrigan tried not to laugh and Vlad's forced smile and the growing tick. "Air it is. You'll have it soon! Oh and I gave my boys a picture of you. You're the only one they'll give the order to." She disconnected. Morrigan then ordered some of her men to load up the delivery jet and go with the cargo to make sure it all work out fine. "Oh, Xander, Mike before you.",Said Morrigan softly making the two men turn and face her. But her apperance didn't suggest soft. Her arms were crossed and she was glaring at them. "If you bring and fuckin' slaves here",Warned Morrigan low and calm, making her all the more frightening. "I will flay you alive and feed you to my Valley Bulls, got it?" The men were white-faced and wide-eyed. They nodded slowly. "Good,"Replied Morrigan with a smile. "See you later."

The Jet landed in FSI two hours later. Xander and Mike stood outside the plane a waited patiently. Praying this would go well or....both men gulped loudly.

Unless the CEO of Female Slavery INC halts his actions ASAP, the Neo Cannen Elite Guardien Divisions will assainate him with a weapon that he cannot be protected from by anything short of a five mile thick wall of lead. Even then we are prepared to bomb his headquaters wither a gamma bomb that even such a wall coul not stop.

OOC: Sounds like a hot heaping help of godmod soup.

IC:

As the 15 striking Asian women walk slowly to the group of soldiers. The sergeant had his jaw drop from inside his helmet. They were almost like goddesses... The most beatiful he'd seen... Ever.

The sergeant maintained himself and quickly said, "Right this way."
The group escorted the 15 women to the jet, they promtley took off. Barley saying goodbye. The other armed groups were beginning to worry the Raptorians.

And next... The trip back to Raptoria!

Female Slavery Inc Dockyard

The twenty crewpersons of the Sofia Alvarez alighted upon the jetty, where tehy were met by a FSI Hospitality Official. After explaining their situation and their shortage of hard currency, they were directed to a brothel in a seedier part of the port. Unobtrusively, they trotted off into the slums (do they have an escort? or do you allow customers to wander about at will?)


Sofia Alvarez

Black smoke began pouring out of a hatchway. A frantic voice came on a distress channel. "This is the independant freighter Sofia Alvarez, we have suffered a major engineering casualty... please send assistance."

Secret Message:

Imperial Germany will pay $300 M for six-hundred girls. They must be between the ages of 13-16, be over 5 feet tall, have blonde hair, and have B or C cups, nothing else.
What do you think this is, Anime? Be more realistic about your wants...

Ah yes this is a grand corporation you have here mister vlad.


this is patrick, and id like a thousand slaves please.

id also say this- my nation, and region, supports your great cause, and will help support you if it is needed.

we have started a simular operation in our region, for the great men of sag. And this transaction, will help lift/bright up the way to progress.

To FSI

I am Robert Rain of englandy and i wish to meet you in person to talk about me giving you all my military might to help make FSI Larger and one day with my help you... i mean we will be able to take over the world?

What do you think?

I am on my way to you now ill be there in a few hours will you be so kind as to clear my chopper for landing?

What do you think this is, Anime? Be more realistic about your wants...

Realistic? Do you live under a rock? That's what most teenage girls look like. And anime artists are shot* in my country. We don't like the Jap. Culture!

*Exported back to Japan in most cases. There's never been one shot.

i get out of my chopper after if gets to FSI and walk inside with 2 women following me with big guns (lol) and walk to th ceos office, then start knocking on the door

OOC: Pic of Agents Jordan Blair and Jack Detmer
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/df529a19.jpg
(Pic taken at pre-wedding beach party of CIS Special Agent Tina Beckett)
(For the duration of the RP, assume Detmer and Blair to be wearing business type suits)

IC:

* Colonial Intelligence Service Command Centre, Vicona City, Democratic Colonies *

The sounds of Lena screaming were the first things blared from the large speakers spread throughout the command centre. ""Wait a minute you don't look like a FSI employee and you don't look like a slave! what is going on here! who are you people!" she cried as soon as the transmission was accepted and the image of two CIS agents appeared on Lena's video screen. Senior Agents Jack Detmer and Jordan Blair were taken back by the outburst, but tried to calm her down. "It's okay, it's okay. We're from the Federated Union of Democratic Colonies and we want to help." said Detmer, trying to reassure Lena. "Our nation is currently engaged in efforts to liberate the women of Female Slavery Inc." added Blair. "Please calm down. We want to help free you and your fellow women."

Lavendar waits quietly in the office waiting for Papa Alavarado to come and speak to her on matters.

Meanwhile all she can see in her head is Fraser.

I then hear the door knocking and know that Englandy is waiting as well. Still I wait anxiously.

I hear that one country is offering money for a certain amount of girls, is this true?

will Papa Alavarado make me sleep with him to forge the agreement I wonder while standing stock still hands by my side, a small window is open and i can hear the gulls outside with a fresh sea breeze drifting in blowing my long flaxen hair around my cold small body. I feel my nipples erect with the cold, i hug myself to keep warm.

*a fuming young woman appears onscreen (we've managed to transmit light & sound as far as we want, but we're not future tech)*

"YOU F***ING B******!!! HOW DARE YOU!!! Rino, get ready to launch a war on this nation!"

*another woman walks in & whaps the first girl, Miss Kari Nekono, leader of Talent, on the head*

"Kari! Baka! We're a peaceful nation! Calm down!"

*she turns to the screen, as Miss Nekono mutters under her breath*

"Ahem. Please forgive my superior's conduct. I am Rino Umibi, International Diplomat for my country, the Queendom of Talent. That is Kari Nekono, our nation's leader. What she means to say is that we heartily disapprove of Female Slavery Inc.'s actions, and would like to suggest that FSI cease its cough*despicable*cough policy at once. Also--"

*Miss Nekono shoves her out of the way*

"HEY, GREAT ROMEO, LEAVE FEMINANY ALONE! AND YOU, RAPTORIAN FEDERATION, YOU BETTER NOT MESS WITH MY JAPANESE SISTERS!!!"

*Miss Umibi whaps Kari on the head again & ends the transmission*

Vlad glanced over his messages and smiled.

"Of course youse may help with the shipping, we are more then glad to receive aid, especially with transportation. I see to it the bosses will remember Tech-Com Corporation for this act."


"I am very happy to see some more buyers, I shall see to it that your order is placed on our repeated orders list. Thank you for going to us for your sexual needs!"


"Mister Patrick I am happy to your support of us, I thank youse for it"



ALVARADO'S OFFICE

Papa Alvarado looked over his papers when a slave secretary came in "Master someone named Robert Rain is here to see you"

Alvarado looked up at the slave and smiled "sure let him in, let him in!"

The slave bowed and exited, then returned with Rain and his women. "Greetings, I am Papa Lorenzo Alvarado, owner and head boss of Female Slavery Inc. I saw your message and wish to discuss it with you"


(OOC: Aubudon yes customers are allowed to roam freely)

HARBOURMASTER

"Independent freighter Sofia Alvarez help is on the way"


LENA'S ROOM

Lena stared at the two agents "You want to help us, wow I never thought the day would come when someone would say that" she shook her head and pinched herself to make sure it was not a dream and when satisfied smiled "Okay what do you want me to do?" she asked excitedly

*ahem* Miss Nekono. We see your consern for your direct family, but we have already stated that we don't wish to use these women for sexual purposes. We wish to employ them in our government positions. We had no rasist intent with only ordering Asian women. We feel that the Japanese are highly capable of working in a technologic feild.

Sorry to anger you Miss Nekono.


-Carshkin Davmurin, Public Relations spokesman

Sofia Alvarez

Even as FSI smallcraft approached the stricken vessel, a massive explosion shook the ship, snapping the anchor chain. The crew remaining on board frantically released the remaining motor launch and sped towards the advancing FIS vessels. The Sofia Alvarez began drifting out towards the entrance of the harbor while fires raged accross the deck.

OOC: What's going on in this thread now? I went to bed at 9:00, so I have no idea what's happened since then.

Could someone post a recap?

Also, remember, I'm still running a massive blockade around FSI, so there's no way anyone's getting in or out of the country until FSI gives up his WMD.

I'll make an IC post once I catch up on what's going on.

((FSI, check your telegrams))

Lena stared at the two agents "You want to help us, wow I never thought the day would come when someone would say that" she shook her head and pinched herself to make sure it was not a dream and when satisfied smiled "Okay what do you want me to do?" she asked excitedly

* Colonial Intelligence Service Command Centre, Democratic Colonies, Viconia City *

Detmer and Blair were relieved that Lena was willing to help them. Up to that point, while they were extremely hopeful, they hadn't been totally sure if she would be willing to help. Now it has only a matter of explaining what the CIS wanted her to do and giving her any convincing that she might need. Detmer took a deep breath before speaking. "Lena, we want you to kill the leader of Female Slavery Inc." he said, his voice heavy with concern.





* Secret Letter and Package to FSI from "The Hell's Angels, Kearond Colony Chapter" *

This is 'Killer' Hardman, leader of the Hell's Angels here. Word on the news is that you've got some fine whores for sale - word is, fine enough to eat. The Hell's Angels usually don't like others stepping in on our turf, afterall, there are whores here in the Colonies too, these stuck up rich a-holes just don't like to talk about it except when they're banging them down here with us regular guys. Sex is a big money maker no matter where you go in the world. Anyways, we've seen some pictures of your girls on the news, and lemme tell you, my boys have been splurging on those pictures ever since they saw 'em. I'll tell it to you straight - your whores are the best I've ever seen. The Hell's Angels want some for our whore houses.... as well as a few for 'personal amusement', if you know what I mean. Me and some of my boys are coming over to FSI if you don't mind. We'll be arriving on my personal pleasure yacht. I sometimes use the little thing to smuggle drugs, she'll have no trouble slipping past any blockades or any stupid stuff like that. I'm on my way now, hope to see you and your girls soon. As show of my authenticity, included in the package you recieved with this letter is the ear of a Colonial Security Bureau Agent I personally killed. Dumb SOB tried to arrest me for slapping up some stupid girl who didn't know how to keep her mouth shut on the street, thought you might enjoy it. Anyways, I'll be there soon.

- "Killer" Hardman

PS. Haha! Hardman! Get it? Woo, I'm gonna have fun with your whores when I arrive!




* Secret Transmission to Tyrandis *

The Colonial Government requests that you allow a single engined yacht to pass through your blockade and enter FSI. The Colonial Intelligence Service believes that it has successfully recruited an operative inside of FSI who is able and may be willing to kill the FSI leader. If the operative agrees and carries out the assassination, we intend to extract them afterwards on the yacht, which is being disguised as being operated by criminal elements from the Democratic Colonies. If the effort is successful, we believe this could be a serious blow to FSI's slaving abilities.

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs

* Colonial Intelligence Service Command Centre, Democratic Colonies, Viconia City *

Detmer and Blair were relieved that Lena was willing to help them. Up to that point, while they were extremely hopeful, they hadn't been totally sure if she would be willing to help. Now it has only a matter of explaining what the CIS wanted her to do and giving her any convincing that she might need. Detmer took a deep breath before speaking. "Lena, we want you to kill the leader of Female Slavery Inc." he said, his voice heavy with concern.





* Secret Letter and Package to FSI from "The Hell's Angels, Kearond Colony Chapter" *

This is 'Killer' Hardman, leader of the Hell's Angels here. Word on the news is that you've got some fine whores for sale - word is, fine enough to eat. The Hell's Angels usually don't like others stepping in on our turf, afterall, there are whores here in the Colonies too, these stuck up rich a-holes just don't like to talk about it except when they're banging them down here with us regular guys. Sex is a big money maker no matter where you go in the world. Anyways, we've seen some pictures of your girls on the news, and lemme tell you, my boys have been splurging on those pictures ever since they saw 'em. I'll tell it to you straight - your whores are the best I've ever seen. The Hell's Angels want some for our whore houses.... as well as a few for 'personal amusement', if you know what I mean. Me and some of my boys are coming over to FSI if you don't mind. We'll be arriving on my personal pleasure yacht. I sometimes use the little thing to smuggle drugs, she'll have no trouble slipping past any blockades or any stupid stuff like that. I'm on my way now, hope to see you and your girls soon. As show of my authenticity, included in the package you recieved with this letter is the ear of a Colonial Security Bureau Agent I personally killed. Dumb SOB tried to arrest me for slapping up some stupid girl who didn't know how to keep her mouth shut on the street, thought you might enjoy it. Anyways, I'll be there soon.

- "Killer" Hardman

PS. Haha! Hardman! Get it? Woo, I'm gonna have fun with your whores when I arrive!




* Secret Transmission to Tyrandis *

The Colonial Government requests that you allow a single engined yacht to pass through your blockade and enter FSI. The Colonial Intelligence Service believes that it has successfully recruited an operative inside of FSI who is able and may be willing to kill the FSI leader. If the operative agrees and carries out the assassination, we intend to extract them afterwards on the yacht, which is being disguised as being operated by criminal elements from the Democratic Colonies. If the effort is successful, we believe this could be a serious blow to FSI's slaving abilities.

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs

Secret IC:


Imperial Navy Dispatch

FROM: Fleet Admiral Utada Hikaru
TO: Secretary Kelli Perim
RE: Request to run blockade

The Militant Imperium is more than willing to allow your vessel passage through our "naval exercises".

At 0500 hrs, begin moving southwest towards the FSI. Our naval forces will be clear for a good 300 klicks to the north and south, ensuring safe passage for the ship.

Meanwhile, in tightly guarded cages, about a thousand special order slaves from Emanara are held. These are the women who managed to take the special antidote to Iradan before their capture. While it seemed a downside at the time, the slavers have turned it to their advantage. These women are being sold at a higher price to men who enjoy the process of breaking their own slaves, want a stronger willed slave, like slaves who are clearly suffering and displeased with their station, and other such fellows. Aming this batch are soldiers, athletes, politicians, scientists, and businesswomen.

Lena stared at the screen. "Kill Lorenzo?" she said, her voice barely a squeak, then it increased in volume as she shouted "When can I do it?! Do you guys know how long I have waited to kill that pig??!! YES!!!!"




VLAD'S OFFICE


Secret IC to The Hell's Angels, Kearond Colony Chapter


"I am please to see that there is some in Democratic Colonies that know the place of women. I look foward to meeting youse in person, I think you will like some of my personal choices for youse's needs"

"How long has is been?",Asked one of the many security guards of the cargo jet to Xander.

Xander checked his watch and ran a hand nervously through his black hair. He looked at Mike with a pleading look in his black eyes. "It's been two hours, Mike. But maybe we should wait a bit longer."

"No way in hell! I'm not standing here for another two hours!",Shouted Mike angrily at the younger man. "I don't care what your sister told us. Let's go to Vlad's office."

There were whispers among the guards ,but no one spoke directly to Mike. They were too frightened. They should probably be scared of Xander, too. I mean he was bigger, stronger, smarter, and the boss's baby brother, but they just didn't have the same response as to Mike. Mike was lean and agile, with a sharp wit and equally sharp tongue. He was a hard ass, but he had the same compassion that Morrigan showed to those beneath him. Growl a bit, but give in near the end.

"He's got a point, kiddo.",Called down Jack the pilot from the cockpit. "None of us wanna be here longer then we need to."

Xander reluctantly agreed. He and Mike took the Jeep out of the back of the plane and loaded a backpack with 20kg of Lust Dust and drove to Vlad's office. It was only a matter of moments before they arrived. They went through the building to Vlad's office.

"Remember, what Morrigan said 'No slaves!'",Warned Xander adjusting the pack on his back, as he and Mike rode the elevator.

"Yeah I know.",Muttered Mike as the bell dinged.

Both men walked into to the door to Vlad's office and knocked.

The door in front of Xander and Mike opens and a young slave is standing in the door "Oh excuse me Masters" she said walking past them on her way to her desk job. A few moments later a another slave appears "Masters" she said getting on her knees "What is the purpose of your visit here to Master Vlad's offices?"

"We wish to inform the nation of Female Slavery Inc, that we will be mobilizing a small fleet to monitor operations within, and around your nation. It will be roughly 100-200 Miles away from your national waters. We wish that it be known that if any harm comes to this fleet, we will declare war on the attacking nation.

We would also like to add that we will purchase another 200 slaves for umm medical testing."
Thomas Guttson
Deparment of Interior Affairs

* Secret Transmission to Tyrandis *

You have the gratitude of the Democratic Colonies. The Colonial Government however, would like to inquire if you have any knowledge about a means to remove the dependency of the FSI slaves to the drug Iradan. Efforts are ongoing at the Colonial Department of Science, as well as the Department of Health, but we have no proven solution thus far.

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs




* Classified Transmission to JRV *

The Democratic Colonies would like to inquire if you have any knowledge about a means to remove the dependency of the FSI slaves to the drug Iradan. Efforts are ongoing at the Colonial Department of Science, as well as the Department of Health, but we have no proven solution thus far. We were hoping that analysis of the one million slaves we purchased together for liberation currently under your care would reveal some sort of treatment for addiction to the horrific drug Iradan, and would appriciate it if you were to share it with us if you had discovered something.

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs

OOC: Lorenzo? Is that Papa Alvarado's first name? I just want to make sure I'm assassinating the overall leader of FSI here...

The door in front of Xander and Mike opens and a young slave is standing in the door "Oh excuse me Masters" she said walking past them on her way to her desk job. A few moments later a another slave appears "Masters" she said getting on her knees "What is the purpose of your visit here to Master Vlad's offices?"

"I...I...um....",Xander's eyes got wide and he smiled big. He went to step forward ,but Mike barred him with his arm. Mike had seen much more beautiful ladies in his 33 years, so he wasn't as gungho as Xander, who was only 21.

"We're representatives of Ms.Adams of Lycan Labs. We're here to talk to Vlad about the Lust Dust. If we could come in please."

Secret Message to Diplomatic Colonies

Greetings,
You have been quite vocal about your opposition to Female Slavery Inc.
The Democratic State of Kelman is behind you 100%. There is no question the world would be a better place with this rouge corporate state gone. Furthermore, both of our nations would mutually benifit from Lorenzo Alvarado's removal. If there is anything that can be done to offer support just let us know. The boys and I aren't afraid to get our hands dirty.
Sincerely,
John Pavlow
Head,Central Intelligence Agency
The Democratic States of Kelman

A nondescript package was placed in the mail queue for the offices of Female Slavery Incorporated. When asked of its orgins, no one could seem to recall seeing anyone drop the package off...

Office of the Director, The National Bank of Thanatasia
147 Progress St.
Archangel, Thanatasia

To Whom This May Concern;

The National Bank of Thantasia has been continuing to seek potential venues and opportunities for investment worldwide on the behalf of the People's Republic of Thanatasia, and our anonymous shareholders and creditors.

Our pursuit of lucrative investment opportunities has brought your organization, Female Slavery Inc, to our immediate attention. Although it would serve to be advised that the official policy of the people of Thanatasia and the people's Commissariat find the particular practice of human bondage to abhorrent, morally repugnant, and contradictory to the ideals of our Republic, the issue of national sovreignity, in both moral and economic affairs, is what our government finds most immediately relevant.

We would like to extend the invitation to your organization to incorporate itself on the World Stock Exchange (WSX), which would enable your organization to receive additional venture capital from potential shareholders, and thus expand your operations and industrial base. With your express consent, the National Bank of Thanatasia would be willing to facilitate such transactions, for a nominal 5% fee to be deducted from all collected dividends.

We urge you to strongly consider this opportunity to not only expand your operations and profit margins, but to provide for an anonymous means of conducting any future transactions.

Thank you for you time.

Sincerely,

Sergei Rozhdeshchenko
Director, The National Bank of Thanatasia

The Avadrian Government, representing itself, has dispatched half of Sub-Fleet East (Roughly 100 ships) to FSI waters to establish a blockade. Carrier based aircraft will soon establish a No-Fly zone through parts of your waters and all aircraft will be asked to turn around or face possible destruction. All boats passing through those waters will be inspected and if any illegal cargo is found whether it be slaves or drugs will be seized by the Navy and the ships will be allowed to continue on there course.

At the same time the government of Avadria is calling for the support of all Coalition nations to help in this blockade, despite the fact that this is not an official act by the Coalition forces.

OOC: A Sub-Fleet doesn't imply submarines, it is merely a step below a Fleet, in the military heirarchy.

Ashley, a young athlete still in her soccer uniform and capture ropes, paces her cage. She peeks up and down the halls, looking for guards. "Hey, how long do we have to just wait here?"

The DragonFortresses patrolling notice the different ships starting to form th eblockade and make a note to HQ

--
ooc: All my tech is advanced modern - basically being tested now, or an advancement, but not too far - hence I still use machine guns, although I utilize MACs more than regular cannon.
There is however, one tech, note the word only ONE tech that I am jumping ahead a bit. But i hold tru to other techs...this tech is grav manipulation. I apologize, but I have hypothesis that gravity can be manipulated as it is the strongest and weakest force. That is the drive of the Dragon Fortress, which is a squat B-52 type air craft that can be fitted for different configs. I apologize, but I grant myself ONLY ONE future tech, infact since I have this, my army is relatively small, and I dont have some peripheral stuff that other armies have - I have no howitzers, etc. I limit my type of units and how many, realizing i am a small country. I'm not going to up against the biggest nation, saying that grav manipulation allows me to send a gazillion troops to their place - that is plain stupid...and n00b. no, I still have the fact that these things have to FLY to the place...Again, apologies, but thats all I give myself.

The DragonFortresses patrolling notice the different ships starting to form th eblockade and make a note to HQ

--
ooc: All my tech is advanced modern - basically being tested now, or an advancement, but not too far - hence I still use machine guns, although I utilize MACs more than regular cannon.
There is however, one tech, note the word only ONE tech that I am jumping ahead a bit. But i hold tru to other techs...this tech is grav manipulation. I apologize, but I have hypothesis that gravity can be manipulated as it is the strongest and weakest force. That is the drive of the Dragon Fortress, which is a squat B-52 type air craft that can be fitted for different configs. I apologize, but I grant myself ONLY ONE future tech, infact since I have this, my army is relatively small, and I dont have some peripheral stuff that other armies have - I have no howitzers, etc. I limit my type of units and how many, realizing i am a small country. I'm not going to up against the biggest nation, saying that grav manipulation allows me to send a gazillion troops to their place - that is plain stupid...and n00b. no, I still have the fact that these things have to FLY to the place...Again, apologies, but thats all I give myself.

ooc:
I would like to reinforce...Im not stupid, as I am not going to engage the huge blocade with a few puny fortresses...that would be murder...grav manipulation or not...

OOC: DC, yep Lorenzo is Papa Alvarado's first name




IC:
VLAD'S OFFICE

The slave stood up and nodded "Of course Masters, right this way" with that she turned and walked towards Vlad's inner office "Master Vlad two men from Miss Adams is here to you" with that she left smiling at the two men.

Vlad got up with a grin "Welcome to my humble home gentlemen, I hope youse had nice time here on our island so far. Have youse brought the stuff?"



MESSAGE TO THANATASIA

"Your offer has been accepted"

FSI Internal Affairs


IN THE CAGES

A guard noticed Ashley's yelling and stops in front of it. "You'll be in there until you are bought by some one" he looked Ashley over "You look nice maybe I'll buy you" he smiled and left Ashley alone.

live news feed... Monterrey, Upper Big Sur

"A palace spokesman reports tonight that our beloved king passed away in his sleep from an apparent stroke early this morning. He was 78. The Crown Princess, Samantha, has begun gathering the reins of government."

in FSI
"I repeat, abort the mission at once and recall all personnel." Captain Hearst shook his head, partly in relieve. "Honey, would you stop the countdown. We have a reprieve and I don't want the nuke to go off now."
"Yes dear." his exec and wife replied.

By noon, all of the teams and sailors were back aboard and the sloop was leaving the harbor under diesel power.

Message to the all powers, the warship Redwood is departing and intends to return to home waters.

(OOC) In spite of devious plans, real life stepped in and I don't have time to continue this the way it should be.

(IC) Major, were are the packages." Captain Hearst asked.

"We left them in the radiology labs at three health clinics... somebody will find them eventually... and the plutonium was dumped in the sewers'

"Ouch... hope the water treatment system is in good shape"

Syntania reiewed the documentation in front of her, scowling all the while.
"You're joking me, right? In this day and age, such a thing exists? Has anyone declared war on this lunatic yet?"
The foreign minister shook his head slowly. "I'm afraid it's no joke, Madam President. This deplorable company really does exist. Our reconnaissance shows that the women are being addicted to some kind of drug that they've developed."
"Has the U.N. made sanctions?"
"No, Madam President. As far as we know, they haven't."
Syntania sighed. "Fine, then. Send word to our allies about this, and write up our declaration and send it to this madman."
"Right away, Madam President."


Formal Declaration from the Citizen's Democracy of Otain

We, the Citizens of Otain, do formally declare that under our laws and regulations, your enterprise is highly immoral, illegal, and violates basic human rights laws. You are hereby prohibited to conduct business within our lands, any attempt to approach our borders or airspace will be considered an act of war and will be acted upon accordingly. We hereby demand that you cease and desist this blatant violation of human rights immediately.

Signed,
Syntania
President of the Citizen's Democracy of Otain

* Colonial Intelligence Service Command Centre, Democratic Colonies, Viconia City *

Senior Agents Detmer and Blair both released a breath of relief simultaniously as Lena jumped at the chance to assassinate the FSI leader, Papa Lorenzo Alvarado. "Excellent." said Detmer. "Unfortunately, we cannot provide you with any means to kill Papa Alvarado with, but nearly anything would suffice: rat posion in his food, stabbing him in the back - as long as you feel that you can escape safely afterwards, we believe it to be a good idea. The Democratic Colonies has two fleet located less than half a week away from FSI. They are currently moving much closer, to just outside of a blockade line that a nation called the Military Imperium of Tyrandis has established around FSI incase they are needed in some capacity during or after your post-assassination extration. We are sending forward a small yacht to facilitate your extraction. Don't be alarmed if its crew look like biker gang members - they are only members of various Colonial intelligence and special operations units under disguise. After the assassination, if you can, make your way to the yacht, which will be waiting for you at the dock. Otherwise, the extraction team will attempt to get you out - either by 'purchasing' you, or possibley through force if that dosen't work. If you are still free to move about after Papa Alvarado's death, you can bring along any other slaves you think you can sneak onto the yacht without anyone important noticing. After your extraction, you'll be given a large cash sum, and if you choose to accept it, citizenship inside of the Democratic Colonies. Do you have any questions or concerns?" asked Detmer.



* Diplomatic Communications to Avadria *

The Colonial Second and Third Fleets will not currently participate in any blockade of FSI, but stand ready to assist in military intervention if violence breaks out. The Democratic Colonies applauds the bravery and nobility of your actions.

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs


* Secret Transmission to John Pavlow, Head,Central Intelligence Agency
The Democratic States of Kelman *

While we appriciate your offer of assistance, we currently do not require any military or intelligence gathering aid. However, this situation change at some point in the future, and the Democratic Colonies will not hesitate to request your assistance if it becomes needed in those areas. One issue that currently escapes resolution by the Democratic Colonies at present though, is the matter of how to eliminate the dependency of the FSI slaves on the drug Iradan. We were hoping that your government could perhaps assist in discovering or... aquiring a solution to the Iradan addiction problem. The Democratic Colonies is grateful for your offer of assistance.

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs

The soldiers were now standing in the isle of the plane, the women occupying the seats. It was only common curtosy. Levdar turned to another soldier. He looked out the nearest window, and saw all the naval blockades. Levdar let out a low wistle and said to the close soldier, "Would you get a look at that?" The other soldier turned, and with a low voice, "What? The girls?"
"No, that blockade." He pointed out the window. The other soldier just shrugged and said, "Right now, I just want to get home. Standing here is damn uncomfortable."

In the cockpit, the pilot had the course optimised for Raptoria, and was now monitering COM channels. He'd overheard lots of chatter about the blockade. He silently thought to himself, "Glad we got out when we did... Otherwise..." His COM beeped on, it was Warbird 1 and 2. "Raptor Escort 1, do you read?"
"Copy that Warbirds," The weary pilot said. "What's the status?"
"I'm sure you've heard, but there's a blockade forming. Good thing they havn't shot you out yet."
"Yeah, no damn kidding, but why would they? We're just a commercial jet."
"Yeah, but still, never know with these crackpots these days."
"Right." He said sarcastically. "Anything else?"
"Yep, did you secure the women?"
"10-4. They're onboard now. We request your escort once we reach your Z. Do you comply?"
"O' course'. Happy to, when we get you on radar, we'll fly 200 feet off your wing. Warbird 1 out."
The pilot let out other sigh. He was at least happy he was going home... And not a moment too soon, all hell was about to break loose. He flipped on aux. engines and sped off.

OOC: Okay everyone I am done for tonight, see ya

* 50,000 feet above sea level, CNS Valley Forge Long Range Combat Airpatrol (LR CAP) Flight Charlie *

Lieutenant Commander Derek Kuffman wiped a bead of sweat away from his eyes as his F-111C Sea Aardvark gained on an unidentified airliner of some sort. He and his 4 fighter patrol flight had picked up the airliner at extreme radar range and were now moving to investigate. While offically the Democratic Colonies was not involved in any blockade, the Second and Third Fleet's orders from Colonial Fleet Command were to attempt to identify the nationality and ownership of any sea vessels or aircraft departing FSI, and report thier position to blockading forces. While Kuffman thought that this was an extremely slow and indirect way of doing things, the Department of Foreign Affairs had insisted that it would "help reduce international tensions and suspicions", whatever that meant. "Commander Kuffman, you should now be inside of clear communications range for the unknown airliner" a soothing voice said over Kuffman's helmet radio. Kuffman instantly recognized it as the eternally calm and friendly voice of the CNS Valley Forge shipboard AI. "Please patch me through to them now." the AI requested. "Roger that Vallory, patching you through to the unknown aircraft." radioed back Kuffman. The next words he heard were of Vallory, the CNS Valley Forge's AI, addressing the airliner with the same friendly tone she always had. "This is the CNS Valley Forge, Colonial Navy Third Fleet." she said politely. "Could you please identify yourselves, your cargo and what activities you are in the area for?"

VLAD'S OFFICE

The slave stood up and nodded "Of course Masters, right this way" with that she turned and walked towards Vlad's inner office "Master Vlad two men from Miss Adams is here to you" with that she left smiling at the two men.

Vlad got up with a grin "Welcome to my humble home gentlemen, I hope youse had nice time here on our island so far. Have youse brought the stuff?"


"We've got 10% here."Explained Mike sitting. "The other 90% is still in the plane. You'll have to come pick it up yourself. Because we're not running back and forth all night. Xander and I have things to do back home."

"Yeah, right things.",Muttered Xander engrossed in the slave girls. He wasn't really paying attention to Mike or Vlad. He did notice of course when Mike whacked him upside the head.

"Pay attention.",Hissed the older man. "You know what your sister said."

"She doesn't own me!",Growled back Xander adding on. "Spends all her damn free-time screwing Will!"

"Would you rather not be in her good graces?",Asked Mike with an edge.

Xander straighted up and ignored the girls, as he made a gulping sound. He took off the pack and placed it on Vlad's desk. "There's the 10% we brought. If you'd like to come with us, we can retrieve the rest with you.",Spoked Xander in a calm manner, but there was no mistaking the panic in his eyes from Mike's comments.

OOC: Umm... Wait, me Democratic Colonies? Heh, sorry, I'm a tad slow tonight... You mean me right?

OOC: Umm... Wait, me? Heh, sorry, I'm a tad slow tonight... You mean me right?

OOC: Yes, unless you'd rather that you just slipped away without me noticing. I'm not sure where this is going, but if you'd rather not do it, I'm okay with it. But originally, I meant you.

OOC: No no, that's fine, I always like a good role play here and there.

As the signal echoed over the piolt's COM channel, he thought to himself: "Shhhiiiitttt...." And then returned the message, "Hello CNS Valley Forge, Colonial Navy Third Fleet. This is Raptorian Escort Jet one. We had just finished picking up goods at the FSI capital. Our goods consist of 15 women, we wish to free them as we return to our nation. We are unarmed aside from a few assualt rilfles onboard. Over." The piolt began to get nervous, he'd been spotted. He then opened a private COM to the Warbirds: "Warbirds, get on standby, we've been spotted, but they don't appear hostile. Over and out."

Vice Admiral Edrick Normond stood on the open air observation deck of the IAS Engel. He surveyed the ships that were now settling into formation and the roar of a lucky commercial airliner rang in his ears. The man sighed as looked at the lone island that was the subject of so much contraversy.

"It'll be hell once we take on any slaves..." He muttered to himself. "The sailors will be all over those women..." Normond went on, now staring at the floor of the deck. "All the government wants to do is flex their military muscle..." He shook his head. "They should save it for a real war!" Normond shouted to the sea, pounding his fist on the railing.

* 50,000 feet above sea level, CNS Valley Forge Long Range Combat Airpatrol (LR CAP) Flight Charlie *

Lieutenant Commander Huffman listened closely to the reply of the Raptorian pilot. There was a pause in the conversation as Vallory's multi billion dollar computer core was likely running voice stress and lie detection tests. There was a slight click as Vallory's transmission was switched over for private communications with Huffman. "He's lying." she stated simply. "I am 82.6% certain that he is lying. I am currently contacting the blockading forces from Avadria and Tyrandis with your location. LR CAP Flight Delta is currently en route, expect another 4 fighters to be joining you within twenty minutes. I am summoning Admiral Garrett to my bridge, Colonial forces going to code black action stations. Commander Huffman - you are to stay alert for enemy fire." There was another click as Vallory switched back to addressing the Raptorians. "Raptorian Escort Jet One, could you please come about bearing 138 mark 225 to land on the CNS Valley Forge? We would like to inspect the health and condition of your passengers, as well as confirm your reasons for being in the area."

The Raptorian piolt was now really worried. He had nothing to hide of course, but the thought of something like this... He swallowed and reluctantly said, "CNS Valley Forge. We comply with your offer, we assure you that our passengers are healthy, but you may check. We will inform you we have armed soldiers onboard. They will not fire unless fired upon first." He then opened a private COM to the Warbirds: "Listen guys, they want me to land. Stay on red alert, but keep your position. You know the panic code*. Over and out." The piolt swiched off his COM and turned his course to land on the CNS Valley Forge.


OOC: *Panic code is the name for a secret code used to signify danger, or hostile action.

Normond walked back into the command station. "Mister Fullman, contact the IAS Condor and Engel II. Order them to establish the forward no-flight zone. As well have the IAS Jorgensen establish the rear NFZ."

"Roger" Came the response from Mister Fullman, before he carried out his orders.

*The flight deck of the CNS Valley Forge*

The screech of tires against steel was a sound that First Lieutenant Alexandra Hamilton didn't hear often despite being posted to an aircraft carrier. Assigned to the Colonial Marine detachment aboard the Valley Forge, her and a platoon of marines were waiting on the side of the flight deck as the Raptorian plane landed. Her M-8 assault rifle up against her shoulder but pointed down at the ground, she led the 35 men and women with her up towards the Raptorian aircraft under the watchful eye the rest of the flight deck personel, another platoon of marines just inside the tower structure of the carrier, the shipboard AI, and Admiral Garrett from her vantage point on the bridge of the massive sea vessel. "Alright... please open your doors and allow the women to exit the plane." shouted Hamilton, her rifle still pointed downwards.

There were murmers comming from inside the plane, and eventually the doors slid open, 15 striking Asian women walked out, almost oblivious to what was happening. The rest of the squad followed with their safties on, and rifles holstered. All of them were nervous, except sarge. He'd been through this before, but the others were newbloods.


OOC: I'm down for tonight, be back afternoon tomorrow. Bye.

Seeing that the Raptorians did not appear to be hostile, Hamilton began to transmit on her radio while waving forwards a squad of medics from the tower structure of the carrier. "The Raptorians do not, I repeat, do not appear to be hostile." she began. "Recommend go ahead with examination of FSI females." Hamilton noticed that the gazes of the male medics drift slightly towards the chests of the 15 asian women that had stepped out of the aircraft, but she supposed there wasn't much to be done about that. No one could deny that the women were absolutely beautiful, any one of them would have fit in perfectly with the cinema stars of the Democratic Colonies. "What have you got?" asked Hamilton to one of the medics after he had completed his inital examination. "They haven't been abused, not in any way that I can see anyways." said the medic. "Admiral Garrett wants them moved down to MedDeck for closer examination... and so the JAG officers can confirm the Raptorian's story under Colonial protection." he continued. His voice was much quieter as he spoke the last words of his sentence. Lieutenant Hamilton gestured the women and medics towards the deck tower behind her. "Raptorian personel, you are requested to remain with your aircraft while we conduct a more extensive medical examination of your passengers." she said to the Raptorians stiffly. She wasen't quite sure of how'd they'd react to the idea of the women being seperated from them for a short while - alone, they could tell the truth about whether they were bought to be set free without fear of the Raptorians hearing.

The Nation of Atla Mia Sando does here by appluad the FSI for putting women in thier rightful place, as such we wish tell FSI that we are offering to sell our mostly female territory of Mia to them, to teach them their proper place, for a negoitable price. Please respond to this message soon


Rafeal de Lana, Minister of Forgien Affairs

While this all occurred, a DragonFortress noted this all from long range, with LADAR, etc. and sent a notice to HQ.
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((ooc: is raptorian for or against FSI?? im getting confused, who's on what side??))
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Public Declaration:
"The Empire of El Cid announces that After the Invasion of Emanara, The Empire has secured the Western 30% of Emanara and secured it as a colony - The Free Colony of Western Emanara (West Emanara). Let it be known that it is purely free - no slavery, infact slaves that come into West Emanara will be freed. A Wall is being built around West Emnara. However, this does not mean that we are reneging on our part-alliance with FSI."

Ashley frowns. "It'll take forever to share a thousand girls, especially specialty items like us. Has there been any interest expressed in the unaddicted girls? In the meantime, is it to much to ask for a shower, clean clothes, and a bed...maybe a book to read?"

The Federated Union of Democratic Colonies would like to purchase the one thousand "specialty girls" not addicted to Iradan. Once they are transported to the Democratic Colonies, they may be granted Colonial citizenship if they request it, or may move to any nation they wish. To prevent any military misunderstandings, FSI sea vessels may move to 15 Km off the shore of FSI where Colonial transports will meet them and take on the women for transit, assuming permission can be obtained for the transfer of women for the purposes of liberation by blockading forces. We also inquire as to how much money will be required for this transaction.

- Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs

Lavendar wonders what all the shouting is within Papa Alvardo's office.

She is determined to sort this out once and for all and storms into his office.

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR A VERY LONG TIME TO SEE YOU, I CAN'T WAIT ANYMORE!!!!!! I HAVE COME AS YOU KNOW TO REACH AN AGREEMENT TO RELAX THE PRESSURE ON THE WOMEN SLAVES. I WILL SLEEP WITH ANY OF YOU TO FORGE AN AGREEMENT

she looks around the office and sees many men looking hot and sweaty,

please please please understand what I am saying- in return also i will give you 10 of my heavenly gorgeaus fairy girls- we are rare around these parts but back in Serafima (over a 1000 miles away) we are abundant.

I too would like somewhere to sleep and someone to sleep with :fluffle: :fluffle: thank you.......

Lavendar goes to leave the office when.........................

Lavendar wonders what all the shouting is within Papa Alvardo's office.

She is determined to sort this out once and for all and storms into his office.

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR A VERY LONG TIME TO SEE YOU, I CAN'T WAIT ANYMORE!!!!!! I HAVE COME AS YOU KNOW TO REACH AN AGREEMENT TO RELAX THE PRESSURE ON THE WOMEN SLAVES. I WILL SLEEP WITH ANY OF YOU TO FORGE AN AGREEMENT

she looks around the office and sees many men looking hot and sweaty,

please please please understand what I am saying- in return also i will give you 10 of my heavenly gorgeaus fairy girls- we are rare around these parts but back in Serafima (over a 1000 miles away) we are abundant.

I too would like somewhere to sleep and someone to sleep with :fluffle: :fluffle: thank you.......

Lavendar goes to leave the office when.........................


Mississippian Admiral Ernst Raedar jumps up and exclaims, "Sleep with anybody? Okay, let's go, I have a hotel room already booked, follow me... I can use my influence with my government to attempt to get them to have FSI ease the slavery... If your offer is still good that is."

yes I still want to ease the slavery laws, and yes my offer still stands, this place is starting to make me un easy.

Lavendar takes Ernst Raedar's hand and they disappear out of the office........

'Raeder do you know a man called Fraser?' I ask as we walk to Ernst's helicopter.

Thank you for helping me, you will not betray me though will you? are you against the FSI slave laws.

Press announcement

The Republic of New Shiron announced today the deployment of 3 more destroyers (modified Spruance class), a replenishment ship, and the Light Cruiser Lorn (a modified Muskva type helicopter cruiser equipped with LAMPs, Gunships and a couple of F35s) under the command of Admiral Gnarlroot. The Republican Navy will continue to monitor the blockade and crisis caused by the deployment of nuclear weapons into the nation of Female Slavery Inc..

Public demands for action by the government continue to be met by strong condemnation in the Parliament, but as yet no action as been recommended or indicated other than the calling of all parties to reach an agreement to remove the nuclear weapons from the area.

This task force will be joining a nuclear attack submarine and Aegis destroyer already in the area.

In other news, the government of New Shiron continues to urge all parties to negotiate a settlement, but for now, the immediate threat of war seems to have lifted. An effort to bring the matter forward in the UN seems to have failed, and international opinion continues to be divided..

I am trying a single handed attack, if this works and the slavery laws are relaxed will the country/ organisation still be under fire? :rolleyes:

yes I still want to ease the slavery laws, and yes my offer still stands, this place is starting to make me un easy.

Lavendar takes Ernst Raedar's hand and they disappear out of the office........

'Raeder do you know a man called Fraser?' I ask as we walk to Ernst's helicopter.

Thank you for helping me, you will not betray me though will you? are you against the FSI slave laws.


Ernst smiled, "I am a man of my word, you have my word that if you cooperate with me, I'll use my influence on your behalf... Whether or not I am for or against their laws matters not, once I have given my word, it stands. You have my word... Fraser? I have heard the name before, clue me in though as to exactly who that is."

well he is an officer I think *Lavendar talks as they are flying in the helicopter to Ernst's hotel*He assisted me from the docks to the office where you found me.
I have the gift of foresight and saw that me and him were to be married and now I cannot get his image out of my head.

perhaps a good bit of rough and tumble would help clear my cluttered mind.

*kisses Ernst passionately on the lips, ruffling his hair*

I am glad you stick to your word, i hope one day a woman makes an honest man out of you, not that you are nothing else now of course

well he is an officer I think *Lavendar talks as they are flying in the helicopter to Ernst's hotel*He assisted me from the docks to the office where you found me.
I have the gift of foresight and saw that me and him were to be married and now I cannot get his image out of my head.

perhaps a good bit of rough and tumble would help clear my cluttered mind.

*kisses Ernst passionately on the lips, ruffling his hair*

I am glad you stick to your word, i hope one day a woman makes an honest man out of you, not that you are nothing else now of course


Ernst smiled at her as he kissed her back, and slowly started to slide her pants down, whilst asking, "May I proceed?" in a gentlemanly tone.

*kisses Ernst passionately again* you seem subdued, what is wrong?

I cant wait to get into a nice warm bed, I havent laid down for over three days, i am just exhausted

yes of course, shouldnt we wait till we get to the hotel? or are we doing it in both places, this chopper is kind of bumpy :fluffle:

*kisses Ernst passionately again* you seem subdued, what is wrong?

I cant wait to get into a nice warm bed, I havent laid down for over three days, i am just exhausted


Ernst shook his head, "Nothing... Nothing at all, just thinking about something, I'm almost an old man and have no children, it's a shame I never settled down. I was considering retiring from the navy, but I'll probably be an admiral till the day I die."

you can always come to my country, it is safe there, and you are not old- I would not mind marrying a man like you, I am very young, but you thrust into me like a newborn ;)

I would marry you if you wished.

*puts Ernst's hand on her breast*

Whispers in a hushed voice in Ernsts ear - I will be gentle with you

You have as much right as anyone to retire, you do have a life Ernst, you must not feel shame if you leave the Navy you have served them well.

Serafima will be honoured to have such a fantastic man living among our lands. and i will gladly marry you.

*strokes Ernsts soft face with her cold pale hand, her hair tickling his face, as they sit naked entwined in eachother on the helicopter*

you can always come to my country, it is safe there, and you are not old- I would not mind marrying a man like you, I am very young, but you thrust into me like a newborn ;)

I would marry you if you wished.

*puts Ernst's hand on her breast*

Whispers in a hushed voice in Ernsts ear - I will be gentle with you

Ernst trembled from her touch and whispered back, "Okay... You may be on top. We can talk about marriage shortly."


Ooc- About him
Admiral Ernst Raedar (43) Admiral in the MKM. He is a handsome and skilled if somewhat reckless naval officer. He likes to arbitrarily assert his authority and let people know he is in control of them. He had been known to commit terrible atrocities just because in his words, “I could.” IQ 149.

Biggest atrocity:
http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=6577825&postcount=1

1984 Civl War combat:
http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=7020068&postcount=3

*relaxes in Ernsts arms, Lavendar rides him, her breasts in Ernsts face, she rides with the excitement of marriage*

How long now to the hotel?- Lavendar screams in pleasure. she thought this man does not have the action of a 43 year old, but i almost love him yet i hardly know him?

About Lavendar Serenade
Age: 21
Sex: Female
Origin - Fairy
History - Lavendar was born to a peasant family of fairies, she has done no wrong in her life, just trying to find peace.
She has been abused by many men to forge alliances, as that is the tradition of her people. IQ - 100

*relaxes in Ernsts arms, Lavendar rides him, her breasts in Ernsts face, she rides with the excitement of marriage*

How long now to the hotel?- Lavendar screams in pleasure. she thought this man does not have the action of a 43 year old, but i almost love him yet i hardly know him?

About Lavendar Serenade
Age: 21
Sex: Female
Origin - Fairy
History - Lavendar was born to a peasant family of fairies, she has done no wrong in her life, just trying to find peace.
She has been abused by many men to forge alliances, as that is the tradition of her people. IQ - 100

The helicopter landed on the roof of the hotel as he was bringing her to climax with his tongue... He slowly stood up and took her gently in his arms, carefully carrying her down a flight of stairs to the penthouse. He pushed the room door open with his foot and took her right to the master bedroom, lying her down gently on the bed, he straddled her, kissed her, and the proceeded to make love to her for almost an entire hour.


Ooc- Most upper-class nobles, and military men, as Raedar is such, are gentically enhanced to be stronger, agile, smarter, more attractive, etc.

Lavendar screams with passion, her legs ached from being so wide and her breasts ached from being groped soo much, she was tingling with excitement, She then proceeds to kneel in front of Ernst and takes him into her mouth.

Lavendar for once in her life saw something else in this man, instead of just a one night stand to ease the women slaves.

an hour, OOOoooooohh Lavendar yelps. After an hour.... she wonders what Ernsts wants her to do next.

Ernst smiled at her, and nodded his head, "I'll make sure to argue extra hard that the government do something about the slave issue..." He frowned and his tone turned gloomy, "I guess since we're done, that means you'll be leaving?" He suddenly turned nervous and excited, "Unless you want to stay? You're more than welcome to, if you want."

He was hoping and praying this woman would stay with him, he wanted more than just sex from her, and he'd now give his best efforts to making sure that the government did something to ease the slave trade amongst allied nations.

Ooc- I am out for now, it's nearly 3 am and I have work to do.

No I will stay, I have no where else to go, the FSI do not want me, they just leave me standing in an office allday.

please let me stay here with you in this huge warm bed :)

Lavendar then realised how much she loved this man.

OOC- I am off too, I have school, will check back on this thread later.

IF ANYONE ELSE WANTS TO JOIN ME IN THE FIGHT AGAINST SLAVERY please say and some arrangement can be made :fluffle: :fluffle:

although my allegiance is firmly with Ernst now :cool:

No I will stay, I have no where else to go, the FSI do not want me, they just leave me standing in an office allday.

please let me stay here with you in this huge warm bed :)

Lavendar then realised how much she loved this man.


Ooc- Last post, or something like that, I'm trying to work and write posts, keeps me calm from complaining about the work.


Ic- Ernst gently ran his hand through her long hair, and then kissed her deeply, "I'm glad you want to stay, it makes me very happy..." He yawned, "Perhaps in a while you'd like to come visit my homeland, yes?"

yes definitely Lavendar answered after Ernst pulled away from kissing her. she ran her hand down to his groin and massaged him deeply.

You are tense what is wrong? you are not still worried about settling down are you

Lavendar then curls up in Ernsts arms and falls asleep heavily.

One question, do I make you feel young and carefree when we make love, or do you feel aged knowing you are making love with someone half your age. I do not want you to feel bad at all.

Lavendar is surprised that Ernst hasnt hit her yet, most men do when she doesnt do as they say or she 'under performs'

yes definitely Lavendar answered after Ernst pulled away from kissing her. she ran her hand down to his groin and massaged him deeply.

You are tense what is wrong? you are not still worried about settling down are you

Lavendar then curls up in Ernsts arms and falls asleep heavily.

One question, do I make you feel young and carefree when we make love, or do you feel aged knowing you are making love with someone half your age. I do not want you to feel bad at all.

Lavendar is surprised that Ernst hasnt hit her yet, most men do when she doesnt do as they say or she 'under performs'


Ernst smiled, "I feel like a young lieutenant again, when I'm with you... I've not felt so young since the spray of the ocean crashed against me in 1984 during our great civil war... I can still taste the salt water... You seem worried and nervous, is something wrong? You were wonderful, better than wonderful, I cannot find words to describe how great you were, or how lovely and beautiful you are... Tell me though, what is bothering you?"

the only way to treat women is to enslave them :)

Lee Enterprises, Inc. plans to surface the giant sea turtle on which our corpornation rests, near one your major ports in the near future. Our business sector (our only sector, really) will oversee a most lucrative cheese-for-women trade, as trading cheese for women is a traditional passtime of our people. (Including our women.)
You may rest assured that, living on the back of a giant turtle, we have unlimited access to very expensive high-grade turtle-milk cheese. And since our turtle (and thus our entire corpornation) is cloaked, there will be no difficulties with the blockade, nor these shady Ernst and Lavendar characters.
You understand that, officially, Lee Enterprises must condemn your human rights violations. Hopefully this will not be a stumbling block in our trade arrangements.

Official communiqué to Democratic Colonies.

"The women have arrived safely in the Republic and are being given the best possible care. Our top medical experts are currently looking into the Iradan issue. So far, there is reason to suggest that certain other drugs may offer a cure to addiction - though this is highly hypothetical at the present time and much more research is required. We wish to deal with this problem cautiously and one step at a time, so as not to upset these poor young women too much. Colonial scientists are invited to come and see first hand - a flight can be arranged at once."

- Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs, Dick Hubbard

Schmit nods, "Thankyou Vlad. That is all we ask. And again I must thankyou for FSI's co-operation with negotiations thus far. The Republic though again urges you to halt your operations. We have always intended for a peaceful resolution to this matter - but the situation could be about to boil. A number of countries it would appear are beginning to prepare for warfare.
The Republic of JRV continues to plead with you, stop this barbaric trade now - it is unjust, unfair and completely callous. And the international community will not tolerate this."

One of the diplomatic officials hands a note to Schimt, and the minister reads over it. He gazes back up Vlad.

"We would like to establish a JRV HQ here, on the island so that we monitor your operations - and conduct further negotiations. Would you allow such an establishment?"

IN LENA'S APARTMENT

Lena smiled at the agents, truly a wonderous sight her smile. "I have just the thing in mind to kill that pig" she said "I will be going to him tonight for our evening appointment" she shudders at this "I'll him then. If I do not try to contact you after 8 AM you will know they caught me" Lena nodded and moved to switch off her comn.

IN VLAD'S OFFICE

Vlad nodded and smiled at the two men before picking up the vial "Hmm yes this looks like good stuff, I am sure we will use it to its fullest extent, as for the offer of going down with youse, I am tired so I shall be retiring after this meeting" after this he pressed a button "Alica, so these two gentlemen out of my office and tell the International Office to take of all my regular messages" after this a slave woman appears in the office "right this way masters" she said walking to the door.



OFFICAL REPLY TO ATLA MIA SANDO


We are sersious in consisdering your offer to buy your female province. Are they slaves or free?



THE CAGES

The guard smiled at Ashley "Yes some interest in you unaddicts have been shown by Democratic Colonies. But I don't know if we will sell to them. But I know they won't sell you to them because I just bought you 15 minutes ago" smiling the guard unlocked Ashley's cage and pulled her out "Now about those things you asked for, you may have them all if you can convince me, except for the new clothes and bed of course, those you'll get anyway."


OFFICAL RESPONSE TO LIXIS

Thank you for the kind words


OFFICAL RESPONSE TO JRV
The trade will not stop, it is very profitable. Yes you may establish an HQ here.

*An older man with silver grey hair looks up from the briefing screen and seems visably shaken and angry from what he has read. The older man wore the symbol of Chief Justice of the Counsel representing the Iriquios people. The man reads the responses from the other Chief Justices representing the other Native Tribes of the elected counselate. No surprise in thier disgust for the flagrant abuse of human rights and U.N. Law. He knew that he could not wage war comitting the lives of the militia to such would be foolish without U.N. Approval. The man paced back and forth looking at the unsolicited request of such contraband. This required a response! The man turned to face the screen for the hallo projection system* Protagonist Vlad of the Female Slavey Inc corporation I am Chief Silverhorse of the Electorial Counselate of the United Native Tribes. After talking with the other members of our council we agree in unison that your actions are deplorable and intollerable. We want nothing to do with your nation and know that capitalism is banned in all forms within our borders so any trade ships entering our waters will be destroyed once any slaves are liberated and turned over to the United Nations. My people will not stand for such a blantant disregard for humanity and have begun taking measures to bring this international incident before the United Nations so that proper sanctions can begin. Know this that any of your trade ships or military ships entering our trade routes by air or by sea or the pristine waters surrounding our lands will be considered an act of war and will be delt with accordingly. May your people find redemption in the hereafter. *end of message* *Chief Silverhorse turns and begins working on the referendum to submit to the next meeting of he U.N. shortly.*

OOC - Great premise for a role play. Very well played Vlad.

TO: Female Slavery Inc.
FROM: Lars Andreasson, Imperial Finance Minister, Empire of Krisconsin

One million healthy young women of Northern European decent and above average intellegence are needed. They will be resettled in Krisconsin and given government jobs. Some will be trained to be concubines, and others will be given vast tracts of land to settle in the west.

Several detachments of U-Boats have been dispatched to protect the shipment. Payment will be provided upon arrival of the slaves. Money is no object. Thank you in advance.

Ernst there is nothing wrong with me, I am just thinking ahead and what is to become of my people. I suppose I could leave Serafima and come to live with you. *sits up in bed, the early morning sun beams into the light big room*

where are my clothes?

OOC (whatever that means) this is not a god mod, if people had been listening to us when we put down other threads, they would know about this weapon, oh well. See this web page for info on the wepon
http://www.newscientist.com/news/news.jsp?id=ns99994049

Cain Ahmed drove the modified hovercraft across the fields of the region. He was looking for a clear vantage point from which he could see the Female Slavery base. Its CEO he had decided was a dangerously unbalanced man with no concept of morality. He knew that the UN would support what he was about to do but still he wished he could finish everything without them. Just then the laptop next to him bleeped. It confirmed he had clear line of sight to the base, which although it was five miles to his east and two hundred feet below him, would still be in range of the experimental mounted sniper on the back of the hovercraft. He shut the engine down and armed the weapon. If project Whitehall had done its job properly, this weapon would fire a gamma pulse that would pass through the entire building and give Kaboniski enough radiation poisoning to kill an man five times his size. This was however, an experimental prototype and Ahmed was not sure just how well it would work .Thanks to project Whitehall, the normally uncontrollable burst of gamma radiation was now focusable to a fine point and if aimed at the heart of brain could destroy such organs and cause death near instantly. At this range however, the most accurate you could be is to flood a single room, and everything in the path of that width of beam. After the calculations had been made, Ahmed made one last call on his radio.
"Calculations locked, request firing clearance"
There was a pause, during which Ahmed could almost feel himself ageing
"Confirmed" Said the voice on the radio "G1 you have shot clearance"
"Thank you" Ahmed whispered under his breath. He stepped up to the tripod and looked through the digital satellite scope. It was strange as he was now looking at the base top down. The red line indicating the path of the pulse was in line with where (OOC according to the last post, Kaboniski was in his office so don’t go griping with me) Kaboniski was. Ahmed pulled the trigger. The coils on the end of the barrel began to glow. Then the whole vehicle began to vibrate. Ahmed though remained steady watching the satellite Intel real in to the video feed. There it was, the pulse of gamma radiation, so empowered by the hafnium/uranium hybrid had hit the target. Kaboniski was dead and so Ahmed suspected was his company.

:sniper:

Serafima will help if needed with the assasination, I , Lavendar will sacrifice myself for these women, I have already slept with a man from another government and now I will be part of the secret mission if need be.

Lavendar OVER AND OUT

Is anything happening in this thread or am I the only one awake?

To all those who oppose these type of wars out of " respect for sovereignty"-
Do you really think national sovereignty is more important than basic human rights?

I think basic human rights should come first, coming from a peaceful land, to make any country great you firstly have to treat your people well, dont you think Drenas?

where has my lover Ernst gone to?

Something has to be done now

Ernst there is nothing wrong with me, I am just thinking ahead and what is to become of my people. I suppose I could leave Serafima and come to live with you. *sits up in bed, the early morning sun beams into the light big room*

where are my clothes?



Ernst smiled, "I would like that, you can come to Mississippi with me. I think your people will be okay, something tells me they will be."


Ooc- I've been sleeping for the last 6 hours.

Twelve Chieffton Helicopters, all armed with rocket pods fly low over the hills. One turns off towards another hill
"About time" Ahmed called as the rope ladder came down
"Is this all we have?" Ahmed asked "Twelve helicopters"
"Ground troops are moving into position sir" The pilot told him, "But most of the air force is dealing with the Sanatharapax Cam III crisis, were on our own untill the troops arrive, they wont be long though sir"
"I hope not" Ahmed answered. The last helicopter joinded the other eleven in a semi circle formation around the main building of Female slavery inc. Ahmed reached for a microphone. He pressed a button, and a speaker array on the helicopters underside flared into life
"Attention Female Slavery Incorperated" He said "Your CEO is dead, your headquaters are at present being targeted by over a hundrued rocket pods and twenty four slammer missiles, we have a ultimatum for you. We will deliver it to you in person. All seinor executives are to leave the building and come into the car park into plain view, if not we will fire", he turned the mike off.
"What do we do now sir" asked the pilot
"We wait" Ahmed replied

Twelve Chieffton Helicopters, all armed with rocket pods fly low over the hills. One turns off towards another hill
"About time" Ahmed called as the rope ladder came down
"Is this all we have?" Ahmed asked "Twelve helicopters"
"Ground troops are moving into position sir" The pilot told him, "But most of the air force is dealing with the Sanatharapax Cam III crisis, were on our own untill the troops arrive, they wont be long though sir"
"I hope not" Ahmed answered. The last helicopter joinded the other eleven in a semi circle formation around the main building of Female slavery inc. Ahmed reached for a microphone. He pressed a button, and a speaker array on the helicopters underside flared into life
"Attention Female Slavery Incorperated" He said "Your CEO is dead, your headquaters are at present being targeted by over a hundrued rocket pods and twenty four slammer missiles, we have a ultimatum for you. We will deliver it to you in person. All seinor executives are to leave the building and come into the car park into plain view, if not we will fire", he turned the mike off.
"What do we do now sir" asked the pilot
"We wait" Ahmed replied




Tsk Tsk Godmodder, I have over 20 divisions there, meaning over 2,000 SA-19 SAMS and 100s of ZSU-23-4s, also I gave FSI 1000s of SAMS, AAA, and AA missiles. Not to mention the 100s of super high tech MiG-41 Good Ole Boys that he has, he does have something called an air force, and a wonderful invention called "radar" which means you can't approach his island without his knowledge. (If you fly low over the hills, that is fine, it just makes it easier for one of the 350,000 soldiers I have there to down you with SA-17 shoulder launched missiles or with a Stinger)

(ooc) before you get to excited, I am pretty sure that a bunch of outside powers have military forces in FSI defending the place.... so it is possible you have suffered some casualties or even been defeated launching your attack

good luck though

Lena walked down the hallway to Alvarado's bedroom with antcipation, for before the night was over she would be free of her nightmare. Approaching the guards Lena got on her knees "masters may I see the Grand Master?" the guards smirked "Going to see the boss for a session eh Lena? Have a nice night!" said the first one. Lena nodded "Of course masters, it shall be glorius" Lena smiled and got up walking into the room.

Papa Lorenzo Alvarado stood up from behind his desk and opened his arms wide "Lena, Lena, Lena I have expecting you" Lena nodded and walked into arms, not resisting his embrace or kiss. "I am soo glad you are here tonight Lena, my life is filled with idiots and constant stress. Hopefully you make it better my precious?" Lena smiled "Were shall I begin Master?" Alvarado groaned "A massage is good, followed by a soak in the hot tub" he got up and took off his shirt, then layed on the bed.

Lena smiled walked to the bed "Master do not want to see me drop my robe?" she asked. Alvarado grinned "I sure do my precious" he turned over. Lena moved foward as to give Alvarado a better view then she pulled out a knife. "What is that for Lena?" asked Alvarado. Lena's smile dropped and she spoke softly in a voice that sounded like steel wrapped in vevlet "To free myself from the bonds that have held trapped in a nightmare" then she plunged the knife deep into Alvarado's chest, then make sure that he was dead she twisted the knife around.

Satisfied now that her nightmare was over Lena dragged the body off the bed and over into a closet, before climbing in the bed herself, suddenly tired and wishing to sleep.


THE NEXT MORNING

The two guards had been up now for three hours, and Lena had not yet come out to get food from the kitchen. Lena usally have had all of her clothes gone by the time she came out to get the food. But Lena had not come out and by now the guards were suspcious, some thing had to be wrong.

Walking into the bedroom the guards noticed that Lena was alone in the bed. "Lena were is the the boss and how come you have not been sent out for food?" Lena suddenly sat upright at the voices "Uhh uhhh......" the second guard then noticed something. "Hey Talafan look at this there is blood trail going from the boss's side of the bed" Lena tried to get out of the bed but the guards found the body.

An eerie silence fell over the bedroom before the guards turned around. "Lena, why did you kill the boss? What possible reason could you have had" Lena just stared "He was a monster, it had to be done. Better to be done by the those he had most wronged" The guards shook thier heads.

((OOC: more later))

OOC

Before we get too excited about lumps exchanged..how much time has passed in this thread since the announcement, Decisive Actions intervention, various other nations sending in fleets etc....

Decisive Action, if this nation is about the size of roughly Ireland than there is room enough for all of your troops without taking over every square inch of arable land and vacant real estate..... each division generally takes up an area of about 10 miles by 10 miles across in the assault mode, more ground if spread out to defend... and assuming you had about three months to get everybody there from your territory in Africa and North America (as the nation is in the West Pac region) and it had sufficient port space and airfield space for all of your stuff, and the ground was suitable to dig silos (for you nukes) and a few other relevant factors....

at very least though, you right...

you have at least some troops, air defense systems and fighters to defend the place, not to mention the massive fleet offshore and all of those Aegis ships, AEW carrier planes and Carrier borne interceptors.... so New Canaan wouldn't have a chance...

only way to take out this government at this point is either by covert means (like the Colonies plan, or whatever some of the others are planning or by the backpack nukes Upper Big Sur was going to use before he had to cancel his plan to deal with real life)

OR

Someone ccould send in a REALLY big fleet and army and air force

OR

Someone launchs a really, really massive nuke assault (figure out of a 1000 ICBMs, using current technology, that 20% won't even launch or will otherwise not work at launch, roughly 10% will simply fail in flight, roughly 10% will malfunction on reentry or at the target... and assuming US norms for maintenance.... stats based on James Dunnigans How to Make War 1985 edition and updated in 1991 and 2004), plus however many DA shoots down with ABMs (anywhere from 10 - 90% successful interceptions depending on technology and his luck)

Or you go to space and hit it with a moderately sized rock from orbit or translunar space (which is a bit hard on the rest of us seeing as it might cause an Ice Age or worse) but that is barely technically feasable with current technologies (requires a huge lead time for one thing)

IC

Task Force 12, a force of consisting of a Helicopter Cruiser, 1 AAW destroyer and 3 ASW destroyers, plus an SSN and replenishment ship steams slowly 300 miles north of the island state, as far from the massive blockading fleets and various other fleets as it can be without losing contact

"We have an unidentified force of helicopters flying toward the islands at low altitude and high speed Admiral" reports the CIC officer of the deck aboard the Aegis Destroyer Intrepid.

"No IFF?" Admiral Gnarlroot asks, his calm voice reassuring in the tense compartment.

"No Sir"

"Send a warning to fleet headquarters and man battle stations. Looks like the shooting is about to start. No weapons are to be released without my orders unless somebody shoots at us and it is confirmed. But you are to load all missiles and torpedoes with warshots and have nuclear warshots available on my signal."

Sipping his tea, the Admiral made one other command

"Better launch the alert choppers and one of the fighters too.... but keep them close."

I would like to come to Mississippi, I have no reason to stay here anymore- i am under threat here. my people need me- shall i stay here? come with you or go back home. Please give me some idea.

Did you really mean that about feeling young when you were with me? god I am good.

Where are you going now then? *sees you leave and doesnt know what to do*

If my people can help you, they are waiting in the boats in the bay around the back of the island.

Ahmed looked out the window and saw what was below them. SAM sites all over the place, they must have been camoflaged
"Pilot" He called "Tell the others to fly low and scatter, join up with the army ASAP"
Meanwhile the Neo Cannen Elite Guardien force was on the move from the East. It consited of five hundrued tanks, 250 Rhino Hevey tanks, armed with six inch guns traveling at their top speed of fourty mph and 250 Chetter light tanks, armed with three inch guns also traveling at fourty mph though they were caperbile of a good seventy, at full push. A few miles behind them, all traveling at thirty miles an hour were two hundrued thousand ant persanol platforms. These were one man jeeps, all armed with a metal storm turret and a bazuka and renforced with one inch thick Alituium armour (an aluiminum titianum carbon alloy, light and strong). Though they were jeeps, you couldnt tell from a distance as their wheels were shielded by a large metal plate round the base, the giant wheels gave them the speed and the manuveability they needed, though they only had five inches of ground clearnece. Saul had heard Ahmed was on his way back and was pleased. He knew he neede air support. They haddnt crossed the border yet but they would be there soon. Saul oppened a radio channel. "Get me the air commander, I want a Whitehall Whopper dielivered to Female Slavery INC"

OOC This is metal storm, if you didnt know http://www.cnn.com/2003/BUSINESS/06/26/australia.metalstorm/

Neo Cannen - i have ordered my longboats to assemble where you order on the other thread.

I would like to come to Mississippi, I have no reason to stay here anymore- i am under threat here. my people need me- shall i stay here? come with you or go back home. Please give me some idea.

Did you really mean that about feeling young when you were with me? god I am good.

Where are you going now then? *sees you leave and doesnt know what to do*

If my people can help you, they are waiting in the boats in the bay around the back of the island.

He was looking out the window, he turned around and walked back to the bed, lying back down next to her, "I'm not going anywhere, just thought I heard some AAA fire or possibly a minor air engagement."

Ernst smiled as he gently brushed her long hair from in front of her eyes, gazing into those beautiful eyes while doing so, he whispered, "Come with me, back to Mississippi."

OOC
Didn't FSI say (on the very first post) that this is an island nation?

Just curious

IC
The Sailing Ship Redwood continued home, making 8 knots in the light wind with all canvas out and the crew of cadets and regular sailors enjoying the pleasant day...

Captain Hearst enjoyed his frapochino on the main deck and listened to the chatter of the various fleets in the background.

"You know, I think something interesting is about to happen"

OOC
Didn't FSI say (on the very first post) that this is an island nation?

Just curious


Ooc- Yes, I thought it was quite clear, but hey, maybe some people can type but can't read? :)

* Aboard Single Engine Yacht, Colonial Intelligence Asset Disguised as Hell's Angels Vessel 'Rebel' *

"Killer" Hardman slowly steered the yacht into the harbor of the FSI docks. Wearing a black leather jacket with metal studs all over its surface and a Hell's Angels emblem on its back, Hardman felt extremely akward in his disguise, although he tried not to show it. Killer Hardman, ofcourse, wasen't his real name, but his real name didn't really matter at this point. All that mattered was the mission at hand: extraction of a woman named Lena, by any means possible. If extraction was not possible... well, he didn't like to think about what would happen to Lena if that was the case. Hardman heard a rustle behind him as "Red Rager", obviously not his real name, joined Hardman at the helm of the small vessel. Also dressed in Hell's Angels gear and smoking an absolutely huge cigar, Rager probably looked more like a Hell's Angel then some actual Hell's Angels did. "How we doing?" asked Rager. "Coming in to dock now. Get the team ready, I want this to go as quickly as possible." repiled Hardman as he slowly approached to dock. On the yacht, which had the false name "Rebel" painted onto its hull, were 11 men under Hardman's command. Drawn from CIS Section 5 and the Argosy Special Operations Service, they had all volunteered for the assignment and all had implanted poision packets inside of thier bodies that could be triggered by holding down an operative selected thumbnail and then uttering a code phrase. This would lead to the nearly instant death of the operative, preventing thier capture and possible interogation by hostile forces. The 12 operatives were armed, but with with weapons that were not usually standard Colonial issue and could not be traced back to the Democratic Colonies. G-36 rifles, MAC-10 and Uzi submachine guns - they, amoung others, were stored in a hidden compartment on the Rebel. The operatives themselves also carried sidearms that could not be traced back to the Democratic Colonies - Glocks, Berretas, and other non-standard issue pistols. The serial numbers for all of the weapons had been expertly scraped off and replaced by fakes. If all went correctly, no one would know what the Democratic Colonies had pulled off unless the Colonial Government wanted them too. A slight bump was felt throughout the yacht as it made contact with the docks - the extraction team of 12 had arrived.

Saul looked at his GPS and thmped his leg baddly "Did no one tell us this nation was on an island!" he spat
"No sir" came the reply
"Damm" he shouted
"What now sir" asked the driver.
"Get the sappers out here, seems we may need to test out those experimental modifications a lot sooner than expected"
Just then, Sauls mobile rang
"Whitehall whopper confimed" the voice said "request confimation"
"Re order" Said Saul, "Several whitehall whoppers, the coastline of Female slavery INC"
"Aye sir" the respondent said, and the line went dead
"Sir, incoming call for you from the Second Tabanacle"
OOC the second Tabanacle is Neo Cannens government office building
"Route it here"
"We have renforcements on route, the two thousand dragonflys you called for are ready and waiting"
Dragonflyies are robotic tiny hellicopters, each the size of an old style Mini. They are armed with a metal storm cannon and rocket launcher with four rockets
"Acknowleged, we will definilely need them now" Saul acknoleged "Order them to fly in below the radar and into the waters between New Goliads coast and Female Slavery INC"

I will come back to Mississipi with you, I must send word to my nation.

When are we to leave this place?

OOC: Ack, so much reading. I'll just leave off on my part.

The sergeant stepped forward and tried to say, "We wish to escort them..." But he stifled it mid-sentance and quietly said, "Yes..." As they walked off, he yelled back, "We need them back ASAP!" They had already left.

The sarge turned to the rest of his men. "Well, *sigh* it looks like we wait." "Yessir..." They all said, with their low enthusiasm.

gets out of bed and starts to pack clothes away.

I tie my hair back into an intricate french plait and sit on the bed waiting for Ernst to be ready.

a funny feeling told her inside that she was pregnant, she did not want to say anything to Ernst as he might leave her.

gets out of bed and starts to pack clothes away.

I tie my hair back into an intricate french plait and sit on the bed waiting for Ernst to be ready.

a funny feeling told her inside that she was pregnant, she did not want to say anything to Ernst as he might leave her.


Ooc- No Mississippian man would leave a woman who is pregnant. We are a Victorian society, if a man gets a woman he isn't married to pregnant, they quietly and quickly get married before she starts to show physical signs of pregnancy. Also, most women have 12-20 kids, the only women in Mississippi without kids are those who cannot have them, and often they adopt. All men like to hear, "I'm pregnant", it's a cultural thing, the government subsidizes whites to breed, because we realize that one day infants become the infantry. :)

IC-

Ernst sighed a sigh of pleasure and ease as he started to get dressed, he smiled at her and said, "You'll just love Mississippi... I know you will."

I hope so *licks her lips seductively* she feels her breasts, they seem bigger *damn typical pregnancy signs* :(

Gets up and walks over to Ernst and kisses him deeply.

she asks, did you really mean what you said about me making you feel young, were you being serious Ernst

Ashley steps from her cage as she's pulled, in her uniform, hands roped behind her back. "Why wouldn't they sell us to the democratic colonies, master?"

* Medical Deck, CNS Valley Forge *

Commander Robert Crow, senior JAG officer on the CNS Valley Forge, watched intently as the doctors of the Valley Forge examined the women that had just come down from the Raptorian aircraft. The 15 women seemed to be more than a bit unsettled by all the poking and prodding, but didn't complain. Probably a trait of thier brainwashing thought Crow. Afterall, when you've learned to accept being raped on a daily basis, it's not like you get many chances to assert yourself. "What have we got doctors? Are they alright?" asked Crow, growing impatient. The chief medical officer turned to address Commander Crow. "Well, it's a bit hard to say. Yes, they've been repeatedly raped - multiple bruises and.... other signs leave no question about that. Have they been raped within the last 12 to 20 hours? I don't think so - those Raptorians out on the flight deck probably haven't been raping these girls. Besides that, and the obvious, ah, mental trauma and probable addiction to the drug Iradan, they look to be in decent health." Crow nodded, satisfied of the results. "Alright then doctor, that should be all." The doctor nodded and took a few steps away to give Crow and the woman he was examining some space. Commander Crow leaned down to address one of the women, summoning up what he hoped was a friendly smile. "Hello ma'am." he began. "My name is Robert Crow, and you're currently aboard the Colonial aircraft carrier Valley Forge. We come from a nation called the Democratic Colonies, and we want to help free the women of Female Slavery Inc. What's your name? Do you know what the Raptorians, the people who purchased you, intended to do with you?"


OOC: Raptorian Federation, since I think the women are all your characters, you have the right to RP thier responses.

OOC I have to go now, if people are confused about the current situation Ill say it from our perspective
The twelve helicopters we had in FSI have fled to the ocean to meet up with 2000 robotic helicopters.
Our army is on the coast of our ally, New Goliad and we are requiping our troops for deployment across the waves
We have ordered something called a Whitehall whopper but only those who know a fair bit about our other threads will know what that means

The woman at first looked puzzled, she was suprised he didn't say anything threatening or suductive. Then she nervously replied in fractured english, "M..My name is Akio Nashio. I... I don't know what... They were to do with us... They seemed nice... They offered us their seats on th...The jet..."


OOC: El Cid Campeon, I am basically for FSI. I don't want to get involved in any military confilict though.

Andrew Stegina looked off into the translucent body of water that surronded him. In the distance he could see the FSI shoreline. It started as just a small spec but grew larger and cripser as his tiny yaht approached. They would dock soon and Andrew Stegina would be no more. He would step onto FSI sand but he'd be leaving his true identity behind. Mr.David A. Bennet would be filling in. Andrew was a CIA agent for The Kelman Government. He had been assigned to monitor FSI from the inside and do what ever the situation calls for. His allias was that of an eccentic millionare from The Federated White Commonwealth of Decisive Action. An aged CEO who had made a fortune in oil and other investments. Mr.Bennet would be visiting FSI to see if any ladies caught his eye and to propose business partnerships. Stegina glanced down at his black briefcase. It was his lifeline. In it was all the forged paperwork needed to back his story and several large wads of cash to make his fortune seem real. The only firearm he carried was the Walther P22 around his anke. Andrew then turned his attaention away from the briefcase and to the man steering the ship. It was fellow CIA agent Jeff Lamonica. Jeff was a very tall and muscular man. Jeff was experienced in espionage and stealth tactics opposed to the allais based work Andrew was used to. If Stegina's situation became compromised, Lamonica went to work. Andrew hoped it wouldn't reach that point. They'd be reaching shore any minute and a welcoming group would meet them. Andrew took a deep breath and slowly became Mr.Bennet.

* Medical Deck, CNS Valley Forge *

"They... offered you thier seats..." repeated Commander Crow, somewhat suprised. He rose and began speaking to a wallmounted LCD screen behind him. "Vallory, you recording all this?" he asked. The digital persona of "Vallory", the CNS Valley Forge shipboard AI instantly flickered onto the screen. "All conversations on MedDeck being recorded Commander." she reported, a puzzled look on her face. "Okay Vallory, keep recording. Also, I think the women don't speak english very well - give me a real time translation, just rotate through the major Asian languages until she responds to one." ordered Crow. Vallory nodded from her LCD screen as she loaded up her language translation applications. Commander Crow returned to speaking to the woman before him, who he had previously learned was named Akio Nashio. "Alright then Ms. Nashio. I can see that we have a language problem here, but we can fix that." As Crow spoke, Vallory translated his words and played them through a pair of speakers attached the LCD screen behind Crow. Akio Nashio reacted to Japanese, so Vallory stuck with it. "Do you understand me?" asked Crow, Vallory echoing his words in Japanese to provide translation.


OOC: I know, I know: AIs, real time translation.... What can I say? I love my techno-toys. :)

"What a lazy ass.",Muttered Mike on the plane ride back to Thrope.

"Yeah no wonder he needs slaves.",Laughed Xander feeling more at ease now that he was away from the strange land.

After both men had left the meeting, they had sent the guards out to deliver the othre 1900KG of Lust Dust to the FSI building. The men had just piled in up in the lobby and prayed that the packages didn't open themselves. That would be sad and amusing if they did, though. The two men talked for a bit about the mob, working for Morrigan, what an ass they thought Vlad was and other things. But they were interuppted by laughing in the back where the guards were sitting.

"Was so funny?",Asked Xander walking over. He looked at what everyone else was staring out and broke into histarical fits of laughter. Mike soon came over to see what the boys were so tickled about and began to laugh to. It seemed that one of the guys had hacked into FSI's main frame and altered all the clocks. They set all the the clocks 3 hours ahead(ex. clock read 9 but it's 6). They had hacked into the clocks in where he lived and set them 5 hours back making sure the alarm was still set to whatever time it had been. (ex.alarm set for 7am will go off and read 7am, but it will actually be 2am). Mike made a tut-tut noise.

"Something says that when this gets back to Ms.Adams, she's not going to be happy."

"Or she will be very much so.",Reasoned Xander wondering how this was going to affect the deal. If it did at all.

Regina 11 PM news update.....(script)

"the Navy reported today that for a brief time today our naval forces near the island controlled by FSI were forced to go on alert. Luckily, it turned out to be a false alarm and no shots were fired" (ensert film of generic Republican Navy destroyer at sea)

"In further events concerning this crisis, the Ministery of State has released a statement condemning the illegal takeover of that same island by Female Slavery Inc, which has conquered that island and enslaved many of the population and is reportedly, as per the name, selling them into slavery. This only confirmed earlier reports but does seem to indicate that the government is beginning to take a harder line on this entire affair."
(ensert film clip of news conference)

"In other news, the nearby Freeland of Upper Big Sur has reported that its eastern border was rocked by a earthquake measuring 6.0, however, no casualites or significant damage was reported and the quake was centered in a remote relatively unihabited area near the San Andreas Fault."
(ensert map of California Region)

Akio jumped at his Japanese voice, a tad suprised. She then continued, "Then we landed on this ship, and we were taken here... Umm... Before the Raptorians had purchased us, we were kept in cages at FSI... I hope these Raptorians are nicer to us..." She then trailed off, seeming a bit woozy.

The Allied States of Ifflejink strongly opposes FS, recognizing it as a massive civil rights violation and a threat to equality everywhere.

Flight Officer Frans Riger tuned his communications system to a general, open, channel. He picked up the transmitter and began his breif speech.

"This is Flight Group Engel 14, representing the Avadrian forces in this region. We have established a no-flight zone surrounding our ships and extending to the coast of FSI's island. All aircraft entering this will be requested to land on an availiable carrier, turn back, or face destruction... You have been warned."

The planes in FG Engel 14 continued there patrol with the other Avadrian jets in the area.

* Medical Deck, CNS Valley Forge *

Noticing that Akio seemed to be a bit woozy, Crow extended an arm to lightly grasp her shoulder. "Hey now, are you okay? I can call the doctor back over, your well being is our primary concern." he said, concerned about the condition of the beautiful woman before him.

"Yes.... Yes... Fine... Just... Very tired..." Her eyes closed and then opened. "How much longer will I be here?"

BACK AT THE JET

As the piolt listened to the latest COM message:

"This is Flight Group Engel 14, representing the Avadrian forces in this region. We have established a no-flight zone surrounding our ships and extending to the coast of FSI's island. All aircraft entering this will be requested to land on an availiable carrier, turn back, or face destruction... You have been warned."

"Dammit." The piolt muttered. "We need a hand out of here... Otherwise we'll be blown out of the sky. Maybe... No... They wouldn't... Well, it's worth a shot..."

* Medical Deck, CNS Valley Forge *

Commander Crow released Akio's shoulder but put off her question for the time being. Colonial Fleet Command wanted answers about whether the Raptorian Federation had really bought the liberty of the women, or were lying and simply taking them to more slavery. "Alright then Ms. Nashio." said Crow. "Please, just answer my question to the best of your abilities. Did the Raptorians touch you or do anything to you that you did not want them to do? Do you want to go with them? Are you absolutely sure that you do not know what they intend to do with you? They told us that they intended to set you free, is this true?" While it was alot of questions, Crow was working under a clock. While the Raptorians weren't making too much of a fuss for now, who knew what they'd do if the women were gone for too long?

"No, they..." she yawned. "They were very polite, they asked how we were, and then took us onto the jet... Offered us their seats, and took off... Now we're here. I heard a few soldiers say something about 'A blockade', and 'Getting out in time.' From the way they treated so far, they seem like nice people..." She yawned again.

BACK AT THE JET

The soldiers were getting a bit worried, if they came back to Raptoria empty handed, the government would have their heads... "Stay calm men..." The sarge kept saying, but nobody seemed to listen.

In a stunning victory, the Royalist Party has won the national referredum and the royal family, now represented by Princess Gabrielle O Connor, has been asked to once again take the throne. The position of President has been dissolved, and she takes over his duties. However, the nation retains its democratic traditions and the Prime Minister remains the head of the government.

Her first order after taking the throne was the order the withdrawl of the task force near the crisis area near FSI, and to order the nation to withdraw from the UN

"The UN has once again demonstrated its uselessness in this crisis, just like so many before. Who needs it. However, our nation continues to condemn slavery and will stop and search all ships or aircraft in our national territory or within the 200 mile economic zone now claimed by us on the coastlines of our many islands."

OOC: I've gotta go, might be back in a few hours, might not.

* Medical Deck, CNS Valley Forge *

Commander Crow was uncertain of what to think now. Vallory seemed to glance at something off screen, then began to speak only in english. "Commander Crow," she began. "Admiral Garrett wishes to be informed of your progress." Crow turned around to face Vallory with a puzzled look on his face. "It dosen't all quite add up Vallory..." he said. "They claim that the Raptorians treated them quite well... hell, gave them thier seats. But Aiko here says that the Raptorians were worried about getting out without being intercepted by blockading forces. Now, why would they be worried about that unless they had something to hide? Most evidence would seem to suggest that the Raptorians were really going to set them free, but that little bit dosen't really add up." Crow rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Vallory, have we recieved any input from the blockading forces?" he asked. "They haven't presented an opinion on the issue." said Vallory. "Alright then... I guess I'll only a few more question of Aiko here before letting her back with the Raptorians. Legally, we're not even part of a blockade anyways - Tyrandis and Avadria are, but officially, the Democratic Colonies isn't. If actual blockading forces want the Raptorians back, then they can catch 'em. Vallory, start translating again." Crow ordered. Turning back to face Aiko, Crow began to speak. "Aiko, I know you're tired, but I have a few more question. At any time, while you were with the Raptorians, were you under restraint? Would you describe yourself as thier prisoner or thier property? If you wanted to stay with us, here on this ship, would the Raptorians let you?"

I hope so *licks her lips seductively* she feels her breasts, they seem bigger *damn typical pregnancy signs* :(

Gets up and walks over to Ernst and kisses him deeply.

she asks, did you really mean what you said about me making you feel young, were you being serious Ernst


Ernst smiled and nodded, a youthful, happy boy, style smile, like a youngster getting exactly what he wanted for his birthday, then he cheerfully said, "Yes, I meant every word."

bump

ooc: this is slowly turning to the unreal..wtf? Fairies?? Giant Sea turtles?? what the ....??? sounds like someone got high while readins soome fantasy book,...

--

ic:
The EMpire troops suddenly are moving out of FSI (with some in FSI still), for unsaid reasons...

OOC: Hey everyone sorry for dissapearing in suddenly, had some stuff to do, I am still thinking over what do with concerning Lena and death of Alvarado, so that stuff may have to wait.




IC:


The guard smiled at Ashley fondly "Some people in the higher area's of command distrust the colonies, so there is word to not sell to them at all. But I am just a simple guard, whaddya I know. Now lets get you to my room, you have things to do" with that the guard leads Ashley out of the slave cages and to his room.

Locking the door the behind him the guard undo's Ashley's wrist binders and undresses first himself, then her. "Now your primarily job is to please me" he said leading her to the bed "now when I snap I want you start and don't stop until I tell you too. If you resist I can promise you I will slap you hard, and not just your face either" he grins and snaps, waiting for Ashley to start.

Ashley blinks. "You're threatening to spank me?" She stands there, glaring. "You bought a break her yourself slave. Don't blame me that you have to."

The guard smirked "Just what I wanted to hear my little slave girl, indeed just what I wanted to hear" the guard then grabs Ashley and pulls her down onto the bed grabbing her middle with one arm and slapping her butt with the other hand. "Just tell me when you are ready to start obey my little flower" he says as he continues slapping.

Ashley lies there, gritting her teeth. "Fat chance of that happening."

The guard smiled at Ashley "Have it your way sweet slave" he stops slapping Ashley's butt and turnes her over and slapped her face before forcing himself onto every part of her body for twenty minutes.

Ashley glares as she takes it. "You don't have much follow through, do you?"

"No... No, I didn't feel like I was a prisoner. I felt like I was going to a job. I was told back at FSI, that it was my job to do what my purchaser tells me. They havn't given any of us formal instructions, so I don't feel like a prisoner to them. They havn't... Restrained us, they only advised we buckle our seatbelts while on the jet." She then thought. "If I wanted to stay... Umm... I do not know how they would react. They seemed nice, but I may be needed back with them. I do not know... Sorry..." She looked a bit sad when she could not answer the Commander's question.

The guard lifted up "No I guess not, but then again I never encountered someone like you before".

Ashley laughs. "Good luck breaking me you don't have the patience to spank for more than a minute or so."

Ooc- FSI, check TGs

OOC.... ok, I admit, I have lost track of what is going on (then again, we are are on page 33 in this thread)

Let me see if I have this right....a fairy has assassinated somebody in FSI, The Colonials are offshore, a couple of other nations are offshore and have launched a blockade.... a nation attempted to launch a land invasion of an island nation, another nation has almost a million troops on same island (and I assume its big fleet is still offshore too), and some nations are buying slaves, a few of which (nations that is) are planning to free or reeducate them.... and most of the slaves are hooked on drugs, and a couple of nations are engaging in online (romantic, sexual) roleplay...

does that some it up?

OOC: Also, there's a thousand slaves immune to the drug from Emanara, cause they had an antidote

OOC.... ok, I admit, I have lost track of what is going on (then again, we are are on page 33 in this thread)

Let me see if I have this right....a fairy has assassinated somebody in FSI, The Colonials are offshore, a couple of other nations are offshore and have launched a blockade.... a nation attempted to launch a land invasion of an island nation, another nation has almost a million troops on same island (and I assume its big fleet is still offshore too), and some nations are buying slaves, a few of which (nations that is) are planning to free or reeducate them.... and most of the slaves are hooked on drugs, and a couple of nations are engaging in online (romantic, sexual) roleplay...

does that some it up?

Ooc
Sex, Violence, and Drugs, what else is new? Sounds like American Culture summed up in one sentence.

Actually, I only have 20 divisions if FSI. Each division is 18,000 riflemen and about 10,000 vehicle crews, tank crews, artillery crews, and etc.

OOC: um, this is a great RP and all, but it seems to be turning porno. Decisive Action? Serafima? Do you have to be so descriptive? I'm only 14!

I feel like I'm back in my "read-all-my-mother's-trash-novels" phase.
Guuh.

And yes, I realize that this is a "female sex slavery" thread. But STILL. Please tone it down a little.

The guard just stared at Ashley before flipping her over again and spreading her legs wide, then he began raping her for ten minutes before resting for five and raping another ten. The guard smiling flipped over Ashley again before speaking "Now what do you say miss high and mighty"

Ashley just sneers. "So predictable."

Currently gearind up for a major internecine conflict, and not inclined towards foriegn intervention anyway, the Disputed Territories of Es'ai do not make any public statements on this incident, nor are they ever asked for one. However, slavery was branded as a capital offense many years ago in the nation, and anyone who patronises the company is very publically tried, convicted, and executed for their crime.

:mad:

And, of course, any slaving parties looking to add some "Elven stock" for that exotic flair may spend about half an hour, give or take, within the boundaries of the country, before their presence is noted. After that point, they are arrested if they have remained in the country without commiting any crimes, and interrogated, then banished. Return visitors meet the same fate as the next class of persons.

:mp5:

Those who actually commit any crimes within the boundaries of the Territories are found, and returned to the Emperor himself for trial. They, too, are found guilty, but in a much less public fashion. They then spend the remainder of their very short, very painful lives in rooms with white tile on the walls and drains in the floor.

:sniper:

Other nations are free to do as they will within their soveriegn borders, but this trade will not be tolerated within the Dark Elves' territory, and visitors from lands condoning the practice are banished.

In short, do your own thing, if you are so inclined, but bring that shit into our nation, and it's your ass.

--B

OOC: um, this is a great RP and all, but it seems to be turning porno. Decisive Action? Serafima? Do you have to be so descriptive? I'm only 14!

I feel like I'm back in my "read-all-my-mother's-trash-novels" phase.
Guuh.

And yes, I realize that this is a "female sex slavery" thread. But STILL. Please tone it down a little.


Ooc- With a topic about female sex slavery, perhaps a viewer so young as yourself should use more discretion... This is a mature topic to begin with, and we're much less descriptive than Sevaris and I were in an RP that never got approved. (Drop me a line via MSN and I'll tell you all about it)

Ooc
Sex, Violence, and Drugs, what else is new? Sounds like American Culture summed up in one sentence.

OOC: you forgot about Rock and Roll. Honestly, can we keep this a little less weird? Some of us really are in no mood to read this... 'stuff'

OOC: you forgot about Rock and Roll. Honestly, can we keep this a little less weird? Some of us really are in no mood to read this... 'stuff'


Ooc- Then don't read it, it's that simple, nobody forces you to scroll and click your mouse to the thread and read it. If the thread creator objects to the content of the thread, then we'll either stop or take it elsewhere to other threads. You not being the thread creator, have no real say. (Since it's not obscene there is also no real case for you to run to the mods with)

The guard just smiled at Ashley and flipped her over again and began to rape her, this time much more fierce then the last and for 30 minutes before he flipped her over again and climbed ontop of Ashley and after thrusting inbetween her legs as hard as he could the guard began kissing her on the throat for 15 minutes. Smiling as he pulled back the guard said "Are you ready to submit now girl?" he asked moving his hands to flip her over for another rape.

Ooc- Then don't read it, it's that simple, nobody forces you to scroll and click your mouse to the thread and read it. If the thread creator objects to the content of the thread, then we'll either stop or take it elsewhere to other threads. You not being the thread creator, have no real say. (Since it's not obscene there is also no real case for you to run to the mods with)

OOC- well that doesn't mean I don't want to read it, I just don't want the nasty bits, and it was a simple request, not a demand.

Ashley lets the guard tire himself out.

OOC- The best thing about the sex roleplaying is you know it is really two 14 year old boys, both pretending the other is a real life girl.

OOC: I am off for tonight everyone!

Tagged. TGL (Future tech) will read about this in the history books when it is all said and done.

OMG THERE IS AN ASSASINATION ATTEMPT AGAINST ME? right says lavendar. She looks desperately at Ernst, please can we go to Mississipi now?

OMG THERE IS AN ASSASINATION ATTEMPT AGAINST ME? right says lavendar. She looks desperately at Ernst, please can we go to Mississipi now?


Ernst nodded, tucking a Walther PPK .380 into his pocket, "Yes, let's leave now, if anybody tries to harm you, they'll have to get through me first." He then puts on a shoulder holster and places a 1911-A1 45 caliber pistol in it, and then a Glock 26 9mm in an ankle holster. He slips into a vest of body armor and it is concealed nicely beneath his suit and jacket. He offers her a vest, "Here, put this on, and keep behind me so they'll have to get through me, in the unlikely event somebody tries something... Don't worry... I'll keep you safe."

I know said lavendar i will just wear what you to make me look like an ordinary officer *she ties her hair back and puts on the normal officers suit*

She looks at Ernst and kisses him again, almost as if she wouldnt see him again.
'I dont want to loose you' she said trembling with anxiety and sorrow

'Hey' she remembered,
'I know a shortcut, follow me' she grabbed his hand and took him through an underground passage'

it seemed to go on for ages until they came out at the other side of the Island it was very quiet and peaceful.

Here look, my helicopter, she gestured at the chopper.
'Get in' she shouted over the wurrrrr of the chopper.......................