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OOC: Misspelled Metslandia in the Thread... :headbang: Sorry about that...

IC: The group of Ninja had departed from their homeland a week ago. They had travelled in the decks of a cargo ship as stowaways, keeping to the shadow to prevent their discovery by the crew members. Their leaders had ordered them to assassinate those responsible for the dreadful idea of outlawing Shintoism. And they were more than motivated to fulfill their mission. The ship finally docked at the port.

Shintaro, the leader, motioned them to leave the shadows. Fortunately for them, it was night, what really helped them to leave the ship unnoticed. After making thair way out of the docks, sneaking past the few people they came across, the Ninja made their way to the restaurant know as Sushi and Co.

It was empty, as usual. The owner of the pathetically small establishment was sitting by the counter. His sleepy expression lightened when he saw the black clad men enter the restaurant. "It's not safe here, go upstairs..." They followed his advise, and entered a small room. A young girl, likely the man's daughter, went to meet them. carrying a heavy bag. Inside, there were traditional ninja weapons and gear, as well as modern day bombs and firearms. "There is a truck waiting for you in this street. Hijack it."

The group, now inside a truck belonging to a company called RFC, journeyed for 3 full days to the capital city of Metslandia. Finally, they arrived, after nearly blowing their cover everytime they had to refuel. Parking in an obscure alley, they awaited for the coming of the night. When it came, they climbed to the rooftops of the buildings, using hooks and ropes provided to them. The Ninja jumped from building to building, perhaps overusing their ropes, that began to complain by the time they reached the parliament. Their targets had already left the building... No problem, they could still create a diversion. Two of them climbed down to the ground, and threw a few smoke grenades at the windows. They faded from sight as the alarms rang, and people emerged from seemingly nowhere to the area: firemen, SWAT police, even some elements of the army had gathered there.

They had diverted attention from their targets... Or so they hoped. While the great amount of concerned citizens had gathered there, they had left the area and split up into two groups, one aimed for the vice president, other for the president's advisor of office. The first, eager to give a say to the populace to increase his popularity, was already dressed up and left his doorstep guarded by his henchmen when they caught up with him. They drew their crossbows before the bodyguards could react, and shot them accurately in the throat, and thus they choked to death. As for the advisor, he had yet to leave his home... and since he lived on the 11th floor of a rather secure building... Shintaro had somehow predicted this outcome, based on what he had read in his briefing. So, he chose to lead the advisor team.

He loaded his Uzi, and broke the glass door at the entrance, causing the alarms to fire. He shot at the ceiling lights, engulfing the entrance hall in darkness, and motioning for the other two Ninja to load their own semi-automatics. The elevators wouldn't budge is such an occasion, so he ran as fast as he could up the stairs, gunning down the few panicking citizens that had the msifortune of a light sleep. Finally, he arrived at his target's home, that had openned his door in the same instant... and was promptly killed by a stab from Shintaro's Ninja-To. Below him, his companions shot down the few policemen that had been sent to deal with the situation. A good number of police cars were accumulating at the entrance...

Shintaro grabbed hold of a grenade, the explosive type this time, and, using his honed accuracy, threw it at the cars, taking care of his companion's escape route. Finally, he got down from his position by means of his trusty rope. The three escaped the scene, and met up with the others... In the city's sewers.

Message from Metslandian President John Howard Taft
"The Republic of Metslandia will not submit to these terrorists. We ask of any nation wih any information on this scum to answer promptly. We hereby declare war on whichever organization killed those two great men. To Brendan Maple and Bill Cowart, prest in peace, and may God Almighty help us against this unprovoked attack."

We found connections with Sushi and Co. to the terrorists and the owner and his family, along with the employees were brought into custody.

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lol, Shintaro sounds like Hamtaro

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We got a nother Japanese nation, ugh

*sigh* :rolleyes:

Hmm...

We'll be in further investing this.

Terrorist Investigation Center
Area 61: Arrested Terror Cells
Hawaiian Islands

Metslandia thanks the Hawiian Islands, and in the case of war, will you fight with us? :sniper:

OOC: What's wrong with another Japanese nation? I like Japanese nations. Heck, it's the same as another Turkish or Italian nation...

IC: Two days had passed after their attack, and Shintaro grew restless. He paced around the sewers' walls, thinking about... whatever bored Ninja terrorists think. "Shintaro-sama, you'll only get tired like that." Kajiki, the youngest in his team, said from a nearby tunnel. He was busily watching the news using a remarkably small TV he smuggled in his Shozoku's hidden pockets. "Don't tell me what to do, child! At least it's better than sitting in my ass all day watching the news."

Kajiki smiled. "Speaking of which, there's something you should listen to..." The ninja gathered around him, and listened to the President's message. As well as a disturbing message. "So, Okita and his family were arrested... It's not impossible that he might tell them something about us, and our mission... And we still have to create an environment of fear before we make our last move." Shintaro mused outloud. "Sir!" Kagome, the Kunoichi (female ninja) stood up. "Would you like some of us to find out where Okita might be detained and bust him out, while you carry on with your mission?" Shintaro grinned slightly. She was perhaps his best operative. But sometimes a bit too rash in strategy. "That seems like a good plan, though it'll be hard to keep him out AND keep our discretion at the same time. Our nation will deny our existance, that we already know, and that we accepted from the start. We don't have to worry about sullying its good name."

The Ninja grew anxious. Their leader spoke as if there was no hope for them. "We're all dead men, from the moment we're born. It's a matter of how we depart this land. And right now, we have to take care of a few things before we depart. For example, let's hurt the pride of these Jews..." They left the sewers at the late hours of the night, and headed towards a bank run by a Jewish man. He was on their possible targets list: a workaholic that had gained much prestige in his circles. They ran sliently through the streets, occasionally hiding from a passing drunkard.

As the arrived at the bank's facade, Shintaro took out a pair of binocles and examined the entrance. Two cameras... He took out a hangun and silencer, and walked on as much as he could before he'd get detected, and shot them. The others moved in, and took care of the electronic lock using a rather interesting item meant for that purpose. Shintaro dealt with the remaining cameras inside the same way, while the others watched out for any activity inside the building. But the only guard at the entrance was sleeping, and was quickly disposed of by a Ninja, just in case. The companions hurried to the Bank president's office, and when they arrived... They found out why secretaries were so popular amidst workaholics...

The other men paralyzed for a second, except for Shintaro, that was their leader for mindset as well as physical prowess, and Kagome, who only found the act disgusting. So, the two sneaked in, and stabbed the pair with their knives. The others entered the room. "Well, mission almost accomplished..." Kajiki said, while sitting at the man's desk. His laptop was still on, and he began to fiddle with it. "What are you doing now...?" Shintaro asked. "Making sure we get our point across..."

The Ninja faded back to their hideout... And in the next morning, many wealthy citizens of Metslandia found their fortunes all but gone... And a message on the bank's website: "Stop attacking other religions"

Metslandia has found out from the detained accomplice that the terrorists are from Samurai Clanlords. We ask that you turn them over or face swift and utter destruction. The bank's president Andrew Rosenthal and his secretary's deaths will not go unavenged. Our army, navy, and air force are mobilized. Turn them over if you want peace, and I swear to Almighty God that the banned religions will stay banned!

OOC: What's wrong with another Japanese nation? I like Japanese nations. Heck, it's the same as another Turkish or Italian nation...

I agree with The Japanese People. Samurai Clanlord, you do not know, many people get mad when ANOTHER Japanese nation emerges, and apparantly, I'm one of them.

The National Militia was stationed in all Japanese neighborhoods, ordered to shoot and kill anyone out after 7 o'clock.

OOC: Hey, proves that Japan is a charming country... :p

Message From The Shogun Of Samurai Clanlords:
We deny having sent these... terrorists to your nation. While it might be that they might've received training in our territories, they likely belong to a cell of a terrorist organization acting in our country. We apologize for all the grief they may have cause, and we'll make sure we pin down the ones responsible for their actions. But... You must remember you brought this upon yourselves by outlawing religious practices. Some of those people lived in your country their whole lives, and worked hard during their stay. They were citizens that you waged your own brand of terrorism against. Shinto is meant to be a peaceful religion. Think about it as you try and stop the terrorists.

OOC: I'll try and post another Ninja adventure later today, please be patient. Thank you.

We ask of Samuri Clanlords that our special forces are able to enter your country to hunt down terrorists. We apologize to all Japanese in Metslandia for the new harsh laws, but we are in a virtual national lockdown. Our borders are closed to incoming and outgoing immigration.

"So, looks like your prediction came correct, sir." Kyuzo, a slim man, gathered with the others around Kajiki's TV, spoke. "Well, so it seems. But right now, we have other things to worry about, like making sure we foil Metslandia's plan to assassinate our kinsmen." The group shifted uncomfortably, how could they stop an entire militia in broad daylight? "When your heart wavers, keep your mind clear and empty, ready to adapt to any circumstances. Remeber this principle? Well, we might have to use it..."

Kajiki, who had stolen the banker's laptop after the last mission, hacked into the city hall's servers. "See, I told you this had a wireless internet connection! And a good one too, never expected this to work in a sewer..." He searched for a path to the Japanese neighbourhood... And after some time, found it. It was now almost 5PM. They gathered their stuff, and strode to the mission area, the young ninja taking the lead.

When they arrived at the designated... hole... Shigeru, the explosive's specialist, asked them to wait. "This seems far too easy..." And he was right: There was a bomb prepared to explode if they lifted the mudhole (I think it's called that, at least, correct me if I'm wrong). Carefully, he opened it, and examined the machanism. There were quite a few wires... "No problem. Kajiki, lend me the 'pen'." The 'pen' was an instrument that could read electronic signal (and which I use in my Computer Science classes in College, dunno the English name for it...). With it, and using Shigeru's knowledge of the subject, they disarmed the bomb.

"There is something strange about this... It's almost as if a trap..." Shintaro mused. Before opening the mudhole... "Look, they fell for it." A soldier outside whispered. "Let's open it wide and..." Shintaro and the others took mental notes of their accents. "Nah, let's wait until they start gettin' out, and then WHAM!!"

Shintaro grinned under his mask, and holding tight on the ladder, dexterously kicked open the mudhole, that flew towards one of the man's face, while surprising the other... two... Shintaro only noticed there was one more after he had climbed out, and only had time to kill one. He threw a knife shaped shuriken at the nearest, and readied himself for the shot... that never came, since instinctive Kagome had shot the other with her silencer equiped handgun.

They were there, and it was about 6PM. Time was running short. "The Japanese people around here are not pleased at all with the situation, I'd gather... We should use that to our advantage." Shintaro told them. "We'll build traps for the militia soldiers... At the same time we'll use the fact those three are dead to our advantage. They had radios with them, so that'll be our bait. Shigeru and Kyuzo, go set up explosives and make sure you remember where you put them. Kajiki and Setsuma, scout the path ahead for them, and try and steal whatever weapons you may find useful. RPGs and the like would be welcome. Kagome, keep watch on this point. I'll go and talk these people into resisting."

They all nodded, and headed their separate ways. Shintaro sneaked past a few patrols, and entered a building. So many houses... Which to start with? He knocked on one at random. No response, though he could hear the muffled cries of a woman inside. "You need not fear me. The Clans do not forget their people." He spoke in a perfect Japanese tone. There was a moment of silence, before a miffle-aged man opened the door. "Good afternoon. My name is Kikuta Shintaro, master of Ninjutsu. I and my companions have been sent by the Clans to deal with the persecution you are suffering. Alas, it seems they have not learnt from the previous lessons..." The man looked at him sadly. "What good will it do if my family's marked to die? There's nothing you or I can do..." Shintaro grabbed him lightly by the shoulders. "There is! Look, if we work together, we'll be able to fend off their attack, and hopefully get our point across. Once this all starts, we'll try and open a path for your family to escape the city. You'll have to stay with us, though. We'll need manpower to pull this act." The man's tears froze. He looked at his wife and children with grim determination. "Toki, call our neighbours. We have something to say..."

At 6:50PM, all the explosives were set, many men had built molotov cocktails and some were armed with light calibre weaponry stolen from the trucks (average 3 per building), and the six Ninja had gathered in the alley. "It's done, now we wait..."

OOC: Care to RP a small battle? :mp5:

Message from The Shogun:
We will allow it... if you lift the religious prohibitions in your land. We have long before expressed our dislike for them, and it is obvious to us that they're causing you more trouble than it is worth. So, for the sake of discovering our friendship, please lift the religious prohibitions. You will be fondly remembered in later years for that.

OOC: You know, you're starting to godmode a bit.

IC: Mr. Taft sat in his office, outraged at the attacks and the stubbornness of Samuri Clanlords.

"If you do not let us into the nation, all Japanese people will be sent to the island where the refugees were held. Shinto is a heathen(sp?) religion, we will not stand for it!"

OOC: Argh... Sorry about that... Whenever Ninjas are involved, I tend to do that... Thanks for calling me back to my senses, I'll try to moderate myself from now on. Still, care for a little riot? Even with all those subterfuges, you're bound to win and take down a few terrorists (if not all of them, since I dunno how to get myself out of this one...). If you play well, at least. :sniper:

IC: Shimada Kanbei felt inclined to scream back at the reddened man, but kept his composure. "Does your religion not preach the peaceful dwelling with members of other beliefs? Why do you insist on xenophoby? Why do you keep harming others and yourselves in such an unfruitful manner? Please, we may be stubborn, in fact I apologize for taking so much of your time with this issue, but so are you, if you don't mind me saying. Is it so much to ask for a bit of tolerance towards religious minorities in your lands?"

"We will not submit to your demands or anyone else's! Our econemy will not recover for years, and you will not help us stop these scum? Look at this! A disagreement over religion has turned into this! We can run our country any way we want! Now let us use your airspace and let special forces in, please!" The president said, in a rage he had never seen coming.

The shogun sighed... "Shouting will not help a single bit, president Taft. In fact, it shows lack of self-control. And I'm sure you need a cool head during such delicate negociations. Once again, I beg you to please reconsider. Your country was badly hurt due to this law you insist on maintaining. Even if we allow you to enter our lands, the terrorists already in your country won't stop." He took a deep breath before continuing his speech. "But if you feel so strongly about that, then I will allow you to scowr my homeland for terrorists, provided you answer us this question convincingly: why did you outlaw religions in the first place?"

"Because we were founded by Roman Catholics, run by Judeo-Christians, and we see how other nations are challenged with a small minority wanting to take the Commandments out of governemnt buildings and schools. Less headaches."

"If that is so, then wouldn't it spare a lot more headaches if you just allowed members of other beliefs to live in your country? I'm sure the small headaches are worth it, considering the migraine you are having now. Just a suggestion. And by the way, selling off your refugees is considered slave-trade... Which I believe is something abolished in your holy books."

"It wasn't slave trade, merely other nations paying us to take refugees. We don't know what they're doing to them."

OOC: Magipants is my experimental nation, credit the post to Metslandia.

OOC: No prob, happens to me every now and then.

IC: "You take them away from their homes, sell them to the highest bidder without batting an eye even after the buyer clearly states that they will be used for forced labour, and you have the nerve to say you weren't slave trading? Call it what you want, a slave trader will always act in such ways, and not knowing what your... clients do with them won't be even near enough to cover up your immorality. Decorating your actions with pretty words won't change a thing." The Shogun paused for a second, as not to let his emotions take over. "Even though you more than deserve the terrorist attacks, we'll let you enter our territories. You'll act in cooperation with our secret services, that will do all they can to aid you."

"We thank you for letting our teams in. May we have permission to bomb deserted areas of your country where terrorists may hide, like isolated mountains?"

"Our mountains are a national natural treasure. The answer is, of course, no. And don't try insisting, or we'll end our negociations the way they started. Also... Since you are so disrespectful of... Heathens like us, why should we allow such deadly weapons so close to our throats?"

"Just asking. These negotiations are over, thank you." He got up and left. Two soldiers came to escort the Shogun to however he got here. The president called Special Forces Teams Alpha, Omega, and Beta to Samuri Clanlords.

The Shogun felt tempted to draw his sword when Taft left so... uncouthly. Nevertheless, even if we could assassinate him, it'd do no good, as he'd likely only get killed. And leaving the lands to the care of his unruly son just yet, plus a national incident of great proportions wasn't a good idea.

As the bodyguards escorted him out, he grabbed a telephone. Shintaro heard a beep from his Shozoku. "Special Agent Kikuta Shintaro, we'll move on to plan B. Please ask our brethren to endure this plight peacefully." Shintaro sighed... And so, after delivering back the weaponry to the Metslandians, the Ninja met up with the Shogun, skillfully entering his limo without being sighted.

"You've done well, Shintaro." The Shogun told the man. "As well as all of you. Please, dress back to your civilian clothes." He pointed to the folded office clothes at the back seat. They all averted their eyes while Kagome dressed, as did she when it was their time. "We'll try and make them walk in circles. Remember, if worse comes to worse, we'll kill them all..."

They returned to their land by means of a private jet.

OOC: From now on, let's RP in my lands. I'll "aid" your men around my lands... Mwhahahahaha!!

OOC: Alright. No godmoding

IC: The three teams entered the nation's capitol city, along with a Japanese intelligence agent from Metslandia, dressed at a civillian, to see whether or not Samuri Clanlords was trustworthy, as President Taft was unsure of them.

Uesugi Kyosuke, leader of the Uesugi clan and responsible for the Secret Services, met up with them, dressed in rich Samurai garb. Behind them, trailed a few armed soldiers, equiped with FAMAS and standart protective gear. "Welcome to our lands, foreigners. I am Uesugi Kyosuke, of the Uesugi Clan. At 20, I was charged to defend a small town with only a handful of men, and even after being shot repeatedly in my arms, I did not budge from my position until they had all been repelled." It was standart for a Samurai to retell heroic deeds his own or from his ancestors. "And what is this? A Japanese man working with the foreigners...?"

OOC: wow this looks like a good rp. Is it closed because this looks really and i want to join in.

OOC: I can cope with that. Feel free to hop on in.

OOC:TAG! If this turns into a war I will probably wind up supporting Metslandia...

~In the captial city Zackaroth Naga Aimless and his advisors dicuss the siuation at hand with the terroist.

Aimless:" This siuation is very disturbing. It seems yet another terroist force has risen up against another opressive nation. I see this as a majior threat. I think we should mediate between the two states before war breaks out.

Advisor: But sir they have already teamed up with the other nations goverment to find them.

Aimless: you believe that. I know they are planning to kill them. It obvious. So i suggest before anything like that happens we try and be the netural mediator in this. I will be in my chamber writing a letter to both nations.




"Dear Metslandia officals and The Samria clans.

I am Aimless, leader of the nation zackaroth and fromer leader of the Zackaroth rebels. We have taken our country from a dictaor that was cruel in many ways. Merslandia shows many signs off our former goverment and the clanlords are showing signs of increased terroism. I know you have stubbornlly joined sides to fight them off but i feel you two nations must attend a peace confernce. I will take it upon my self to be the netrual faction in that conforernce. i shall act as a mediator and provide ideas for both countrys. I am not forcing you to go but it would be better then anymore bloodshed in the japense nations.

Sincerely

Aimless

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A message from President John H. Taft:
"Zackaroth, thank you for your offer. We have no intent on becoming a dictatorship, however, and outlawed those religions bacause there was a need for a Judeo-Christian state. We will accept a peace conference with you as the neutral."

The Japanese man, Wilson, spoke up in perfect Metslandian. "I am a fifth generation Metslandian who has come here to witness your fine country firsthand."

Aimless nods to Wilson. " You give her to much credit. She is not fine... yet. There is massive rebuilding to get things back up to shape. countries are providing us with much need supplies. Now please follow me tower." Aimless gets in his limo and motions wilson to come in.

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OOC: Erm, Zackaroth...? Wilson and the others are still in my lands, sorry... Double-check the posts prior to your entrance.

IC: Kyosuke looked down upon the man, and spoke in classic Japanese. "I don't care what you are, you're less than a dog in my eyes." He said that with a kind smile and playful tone. Someone who's ancestry was so sullen would not understand a single word from what he had said. "Please, follow us to our base to the North." He pointed at a few jeeps, and got up on one. Just as he did this, his cellphone rang. It was the Shogun, telling him that Zackaroth would come to mediate negotiations. He cursed. Nothing would please him better than killing off these foreigners. Especially the half-dog they brought along.

OOC: Those doggy thoughts of his are the man's opinion, not my own. Saying this 'cause sometimes people can be really dense when it comes to separating RPing from RL. I'm sure you're different, though.

OOC: then forget my last post. Tell when you arrive at the city naga so i dont get that confused again

Wilson walked twoards town. "Willie, bring back some sushi, I always wanted to try that Jap shit," A soldier called and laughed. Wilson nodded, smiling and walked away. The soldiers loaded their guns, just in case.

There was a certain bodyguard that didn't like the 'Jap shit' comment, and so walked to face the man. He was taller than him, and perhaps stronger. But that didn't stop him. "At least we're not savage Jewish pig-dogs like you, that throw away good food because it isn't kosher!" He snorted, and spat at the man's face, showing his despise for him. The other bodyguards began to shift uncomfortably, and one even called for Kyosuke, that only grinned...

"At least we actually try to fight terrorists, scumbag, now fuck off, we intend on doing the mission ourselves."

"Oooh, scumbag, is it...? Terrorists, are they...?" He took a grip on the man's groin, and squeezed until he bent over. "Well, why don't you fight yourselves then, slavers!? Stupid medieval bastards!" He socked the man one in the nose while he was bent, following up with a kick on his knee and a rotating punch on the side of the neck. Even if the foreigner was physically stronger, people of the Clans were highly skilled in unnarmed fighting. Kyosuke applauded his man. "Very good, private Sonoda. You're being kind enough to show these guests of ours Karate. Well, the hand wasn't empty at a given point, but..."

"That'll do." A voice spoke from the from behind. It was Shimada Yushiro, the heir to the Shogunate. "I know we're all less than happy to have these foreigners here, especially since they come to hunt those who are seen as heroes of the people, but we musn't resort to violence so gratuitously. You!" He pointed at the beaten soldier. "When someone offers you a gift, if you don't take it then that someone keeps the gift for himself. The same happens with insults. Learn that as you walk our lands. By the way, Uesugi. My father has gone to attend a meeting with the president of Zacaroth. I'll be in charge of things for the while."

In Zackaroth:
The Shogun arrived at the rather desolated capital city. He wondered if Taft had arrived already. Taking the limo waiting for him, he travelled to the tower where Aimless would be waiting for him.

The soldiers pointed their guns at the bodyguard. "We're not going to let you beat on him like that. We won't take shit from anyone."

Taft had sent a representative to the peace conference.

A butler waits outside of the tower for the limo to arrive. The tower is huge and it seems to shadow the whole city. The butler opens the door and bows.

butler: Hello reps shogun. If you would please follow me to the elvator. Inside the place is bustling with guards and other diplomats.He leades the shogun to a huge elvator. he opens the door.

Butler: You first sir.

~ Another butler comes out to great Taft. He leads taft to the same elvator were the shogun is waiting.~

Yushiro's usually kind eyes hardened fast as he interposed between the soldiers and his men. "You will..." His left hand grabbed the sheathe of his Katana, thumb pushing only a bit of his sword. "Or you'll have to commit an international incident of great proportions. Are you willing to say you murdered the Shogun's son...?" The bodyguards and Kyosuke drew their own swords and FAMAS rifles.

Meanwhile:

The Shogun rose an eyebrow when he saw the man entering the elevator. It wasn't... Taft himself. Only a messenger. "Good afternoon, as you know I'm Shimada Kanbei, Shogun of the Clans. And who might you be, gentleman?"

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"It could be President Taft's son, and we wouldn't care. No one harrases one of us without the rest of us getting involved." The soldiers drove off out of town.

The representative stood. "I am Mike Lama, Taft's Vice President."

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Yushiro gave an angry look at his men. "If you do something like that again, I'll decapitate you. We're going to have to fool these guys around until they give up. There's no need to make them feel angry towards us during the process." With that, he trailed behind them, getting on a jeep. When they arrived, he ran towards them, and bowed. "Please forgive my soldier's rude demeanor. I've already scolded him, and assure you that it shall not happen again."

Meanwhile, a woman in her early 20s was trailing after Wilson. "Excuse me..." She said in Japanese. "Could you tell me what time it is?"

In Zackaroth:

"Pleased to meet you, mr. Lama. May your presence in your nation's government be long and fruitful."

"I said we were doing the mission alone. We can handle ourselves. We'll just shoot whoever shoots us."

Wilson turned around. He spoke perfect Japanese. "It is....5:30, give or take."

"Let's get these talks started, shall we?"

Presodent Taft gave the order to mobilize ground forces in case of the need for backup.

Yushiro sighed... "It was accorded that you act in cooperation with our secret services. And it happens that I'm a member of those same services. You'll have to bear with me, I'm afraid. And, even if you went all alone, what would you accomplish?"

The woman thanked Wilson. "Darn... I'm late for the bus... Hey, could you give me a ride home, sir?"

The Shogun rose an eyebrow. These Metslandians were indeed arrogant fools. "I feel like not starting these talks at all. You've been extremely rude towards us from the start, first by not sending Taft, now by spitting on my attempt at courtesy. But since I don't want to waste president Aimless' time, I shall endure your uncouth presence."

In the meanwhile, a group of men prepared to disembark on Western Honshuu. A 20 strong Battalion of ST-21 tanks positioned themselves near the landing zone, in case worse came to worse.

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"I intend on capturing and make life a living hell for the terrorist who killed my uncle. He was the banker killed." Another soldier stepped in. "Woah, easy, lets just hunt these scum down."

"Well...I have an errand to run."

"I don't have time for your honor rituals, let's just get started."

Yushiro was beginning to get impatient at the Metslavians... and ended up punching a nearby wall, that cracked upon his fist's impact. "I don't care if the banker was your uncle, your father, or your brother... You will obey my orders, or I will personally kick you back to where you came from..."

The woman leaned towards Wilson. "Eeeeh? What type of errand is that?"

Shimada Kanbei looked down upon the Vice President. He held that pose of despise for a while, before turning his back on him. "I refuse to negotiate with one that stereotypes us so. Honour and simple courtesy are different."

"We don't trust you, first of all, and second, all we want to do is flush out this counryside for the terrorists, we have no buisness with any civillians."

"I need to meet someone. What's your name?"

Lama slowly pulled out a silenced 9mm. This was against every order he had recieved, but held it up, and shot the shogun in the back of the head, smirking. He knew Taft would fire him and imprison him, but had to do it.

OOC: My poor Shogun is already killed...? Awwww.... Oh well, I wanted to play Yushiro anyways. ^^

IC: Yushiro groaned.... This was being his hardest assignment yet... he was used to obbedience! He sighed once again, in defeat. "Ok... Do stuff your way, but please try not to harm anyone..." He got back to the base, and went on to the hangar, where his TA was waiting for him. He got dressed up, and climbed onto the one-man cabin inside the gigantic Armour. "Ok, Yushiro, today we'll go for a walk. The TAs legs were tampered with, so you'll be experiencing a few changes." He grinned. "Like it's harder to control than a horse!"

The woman smiled. "I'm Hashimara Kagome! And you?"

In Zackaroth, the elevator doors opened, and a pair of guards looked dumbfounded at the Shogun's corpse. "This isn't good at all....."

They roved the country side, not finding anything. They drove into some old shantytown where they detected a few people.

"Mine is Wilson Kagushake. Nice to meet you."

Lama pulled out a grenade. He was a serious whackjob. "Don't move, or we all die."

Aimless runs down the hall to the elvator. He looks at the shogun and curses. "Set this place on lock down. when you find the guy who did this bring him to me. Dont kill him just stun him. Put all cities on high alert and tell the airport not to let any plane leave. I want jets up in the sky patorling the skys so whoever did this does not escape."

Lama put his finger to the pin. "Don't make me."

Yushiro was testing his TA's new directional system. It worked wonders compared to the old one. "Hey, Yushiro, don't waste the batteries just yet. You still have to go practice some at the shooting range... Hold on, we're receiving a message from Zack... oh no..." The young prince halted on his tracks. "What happened?" After half a minute, the intercom spoke again. "Yushiro, your father was assassinated."

Kagome looked at the man. "Ehh... Why do you have a gaijin name?"

The troops drove through a few towns and came to where the armor was. "Holy shit, we gotta get the Defense Department to make some of those, dammit they look great. We could rip up those terrorists any fuckin time we wanted with that."

"A what name? I'm Metslandian, my grandfather was not Japanese, so I'm only 75% Japanese."

OOC: Will do the editting stuff later

Yushiro lay silent on the cockpit for what seemed an eternity. Finally, he asked. "Who killed him...?" Another brief moment of pause. "The Metslandian Vice-President." His armour jerked, as if he had just punched the controller. "That means I'm the new Shogun... Great... The moment I've been trying to deny for the last 17 years..." He began to drive back to the base, when he finally noticed the dots blinking on his radar. The Metslandians. He turned back, and tan towards them, pointing his KEM launcher at them. Turning off the communications system, he aimed at them... But when he shot, he intentively missed. "This is the welcoming you'll get if you ever return to my lands again! The agreement between Metslandia and the Clans is broken, go back to your damn nation and never dare setting your feet on Japanese soil again!" With that said (via his integrated megaphone on the TA's head), he went back to the base at last.

"Ah..." Kagome looked at him with dissinterest. "You don't even know what gaijin is... Oh, I'm sorry, I was being unproper! So, mr. Wilson, who are you meeting?"

"Woah, man, this is just our job, We're paid to do this. We didn't kill your dad. Our nutjob VP did. Trust me, President Taft will consider the death penalty."

"I'm metting a buisness associate(sp?)"

Lama pulled the pin and the room exploded, killing everyone in the room.

When Taft found out of this, he was furious. He called the new shogun. "Sir, I am terribly sorry for your father's death. Please reconsider. It was the work of 1 crazy man. Not all metslandians, 1."

OOC: What happened to the guy that shot the shogun?? I just put my whole nation on high alert

bump

OOC: He blew himself up in the room where the conference was to be held.

Aimless runs towards the smoking room. He looks around to see his advisor and old friend lieing dead.
Aimless: No. Not him!!!. DAMN IT WHY!!.
Aimless falls on his knees and begins to weep. his old friend had been passing by when the expolsion got him. He can rember all the times he had been there for him. But in hisfriend hands was a box. Aimless grabs it only to see two golden colts. Aimless looks back at his other Advisors.
Aimless: Lets get ready for war. I want the firemen to clean this place out. those asses are going to pay!!

The young shogun calmed down his temper, but was still cold towards the President. "If you had gone in the first place, this wouldn't have happened. In fact, why should I trust you all...? Even your Vice President was a nut case. If the ones high up are not sane, then should I expect any more from the subbordinates? Thanks to you, now I have to watch out for any possible rebellions to my power in the Clans. Until my position is secure, what might take some time, Samurai Clanlords shall be closed to foreigners."

"Our troops will pull out, but we will aid you in any rebellions. I could not go, my brother died. Good bye." He hung up and ordered a probe of the incident and the army, navy, air force, and marines mobilized. Warplanes were armed. The nuclear project was sped up, nerve gas was loaded into bombs. He knew war was coming.

DHNN Broadcast:
(First Anchor) Hello, citizens of Drogenhaas. This is Cindy Bannerman, and in tonights news, a new re-education camp was opened just two miles from Claagen. But, before that, an urgent announcment from the government. Because our friends in Samurai Clanlords are close to entering conflict, our forces are now being transported to fight alongside the men of the nation of Samurai Clanlords. The decision to go to war was voted on unanimously by our senate, which consists of Dictator Titus, his son, and his invisible friends.
(Second Anchor) Ha ha ha. That's right Cindy. Unfortunately, because of your un-statesmanlike comment, you will be transported to Re-education.
Screen Goes Black, sounds of struggle, a gunshot.
Screen comes back on.
(Second Anchor) Damnit. Somebody got brains on my desk. Anyway, Dictator Titus would like to remind anyone skipping out on their service will be shot. Thank you. Now, we give you Harry Ozachov from our new re-education camp.

From: Foreign Ambassador of Drogenhaas
To: Foreign Ambassador of Samurai Clanlords
Dear Ambassador,
Our sattelite imaging shows higher activity than normal in the Metslandian bases that we can monitors. Although it may mean nothing, the tension between your countries makes this situation require more attention. Your order for armor for your troops is being shipped along in the flagship of our fleet, the Phoenix II. A small force of 500 troops is being sent to keep peace in your country. Also, if actual war breaks out, our troops are less than 13 hours away. Sleep well, and know that your citizens are always welcome inside Drogenhaas borders.

Message from the Shogun himself:

We eternally thank you for your concern. This act shall forever be remembered, and know that we'll do the same for you in the future, should there be need of military relief from our part.

End Transmission.

In the Shogun's Office....
"Shintaro, are you there...?" Yushiro looked around, he felt the Ninja's presence. He seemignly materialized from the shadows. "Yes, my Lord. Your servant awaits your commands." The shogun smiled. His mentor would obey him. "Shishou, I told them to leave the country. Do you think there's any chance that my command be questioned by the other clans?" Shintaro waved his head. "No, they all prepare for war, but against the Metslandians. Right now, we're up against a common enemy. But you'll have to fight valiantly to make them admit your power."

Yushiro thought for a moment. "Shintaro, I'd like you to sabotage the Metslandian weapons. Likely, they'll use cowardly tactics to defeat us, since our elite warriors would best them in our territory. The state of DrogenHas sent us satellite footing of activity in certain military bases that I suspect include Nuclear weapons... And other things. Do you think it feasible to infiltrate their nation?"

Shintaro grinned. "Of course it is..." Little did Yushiro know that Kagome, the Kunoichi, had captured Wilson, and he had been questioned until he spat up just about any piece of personnal information. Shintaro had gone under plastic surgery, and now looked just like the man. He even trained his accent while at it, to fully realize the farse.

In the meanwhile, the TAs were mobilized, tanks patrolled the countryside, submarines patrolled the waters, frigates and destroyers kept close watch on the ports, and the Airforce cruised the skies.

The words RTN slid across the screen as the music for Red Tides National Anthem played. Behind the news desk Tatania Kapinski was preparing for the days news. The words faded, the music lowered and Tatania turned towards the screen.

"Good day... My name is Tatania Kapinski and welcome to this days broadcast of Red Tide News. In todays news, the Supreme Commander issued a statement today regarding the growing crisis between Samurai Clanlords, and Metslandia. The Statement said, and I qoute, 'The Nation of Red Tide cannot tolerate the agression of Samurai Clanlords towards Metslandia, as shown by their blatant terrorist attacks and refusal to hand over said terrorists. We are mobilizing our military in support of Metslandia and have moved the 'Hrimfaxi' within 1,500 miles of Samurai Clanlords. Its SLBMs are loaded with conventional Burst Warheads. Good day.' It is obvious that our nation is finally taking action against Samurai Clanlords. Now for the weather. How is it comrade Ilyana?"

The SCSS (Samurai Clanlords' Secret Services), who had been watching out for Red Tide2 ever since they decreeded their intentions to attack the country, caught the news flash.

200 Submarines were sent to engage and destroy the SLBMs, protected by a carrier filled with A-18 fighters, and 3 Dreadnoughts.

Message From The Shogunate to Red Tide2:

"This is not your war. We will grant you the right to leave unnarmed. If you refuse it, though, there shall be war to the knife."

OOC:You are a 62 million population with a reasonable economy... there is no WAY you can staff and afford 200 submarines, 1 carrier, and 3 dreadnoughts. And I never launched those SLBMs. If I did you would need anti-ballistic missile defenses which I can garuntee you DONT have due to your economy and pop.

IC:
Official Reply
"We will not tolerate your aggressiveness any more... we will not back down... you shall be crushed."

The nukes were completed. A warhead was loaded onto an ICBM. The president in a speech to the people. "People of Metslandia. We have completed our nuclear weapons program." He was cut off by cheers. "We hope never to have to use these weapons, but some nations think they can run our country and not us. We thank Red Tide 2 for their support for our country. We know who our true allies are. We will not submit to terrorism! Border patrols have been given permission to shoot anyone who tries to cross our borders. May God help us all."

A message to Samuri Clanlords: "We have no intentions for war with you, and our borders are closed. Our troops have been pulled out. We do not want war. Our nation is much larger and therefore, we have a larger army. Don't even think about engaging us in war."

OOC:Can you please refeer to me as just Red Tide? BUMP!

An F-14 on patrol around the base spoted the chopper. "Home 3, we have an unidentified chinhook in our sights. Shoot it down?" The commander looked down at the radar. "Fire away, Blue 5." The pilot locked on. "Roger." He fired an air-to-air missile at the chopper.

A patol man on he ground saw something falling from the chopper. "Commander, we have unidentified objects falling from the chopper. Orders?" The commander thought. "Capture whatever it is." "Moving out." He raised his M-16 and crept foreward, a few other guards joining him. They totaled to around 13. He felt for his granades and moved in on the falling things.

The carrier Phoenix II and its surrounding fleet (6 attack submarines, 3 boomers, 2 carriers (including the Phoenix II) 3 Aegis Cruisers, 2 destroyers, 1 battleship and 10 transports) depart from the port city of Clogen Vaagen at a speed of 30 knots, keeping a direct course to the Smurai Clanlords port nearest to the front lines of the conflict. The men on the ships wave to the news helicopters buzzing overhead, knowing that very few of them will return to see their families. A recorded message starts to crackle over the loudspeaker of the Phoenix II
"All crew members report to wartime stations. All news helicopters, return to the coastline or be shot down. This is not a joke. Thank you."
All but one of the choppers immediately turn back toward the coast. One unfortunate pilot, however, stayed just too long to try to get the last picture. In four seconds, the Aegis Cruisers SAM batteries fire, knocking the chopper from the sky. The general smiles from the command section of the Phoenix II "SAMs? Check!"

OOC:GODMOD! You have only 9 million people. Even with your strong economy you CANNOT even get a battleship, or a AEGIS Cruiser, or a carrier, or even a SSBN(wich is basicilly what a 'Boomer' is), maybe you can get tat many attack subs... but they would have to be outdated diesal submarines. The best you should have in your navy is a SINGLE outdated destroyer incapable of travelling very far.

The guards were able to shoot down about 4 men and the one in the hangar obviously died in the explosion. The alarm sounded and about 200 men from the nearby army base were on their way, as were about 25 more guards.

OOC: Not godmod. As a colony of Gurian, a part of the RIA, having a defense budget of $6,319,665,424.80, and getting 280,000,000 from Samurai Clanlords, I could buy half the fleet, and the other half, I got from the RIA. I also deleted 3 attack subs, two of the boomers, the second carrier, and an Aegis Cruiser.
IC: The Phoenix II and its fleet silently glided into a classified Samurai Clanlords military port. In the dead of night, the transports start to unload the 150,000 suits for the Samurai troops. Being unloaded 10 at a time, it is a task sure to take until mid-morning of the next day.

OOC:Uh... 6 attack subs, 2 carriers, 3 SSBNs, 3 AEGIS cruisers, 1 battleship, and 10 transports are gonna cost a HELLUVA lot more than 6 billion dollars. Plus you need to mantain and supply them. Not to mention you dont have sufficient people to STAFF them.(only 5% of your pop may be in the military at maximum)

[QUOTE=DrogenHaas]OOC:I also deleted 3 attack subs, two of the boomers, the second carrier, and an Aegis Cruiser.
OOC: That brings the total to 3 attack subs, 1 carrier, 1 Boomer, 2 destroyers, a battleship, and 10 makeshift transports (which are being unloaded and are basically civilian merchant vessels with steel plates on the insides of the weak spots and machine guns every 50 feet on the top deck. Also, since when is it 5%. I thought it was 10% of your pop

OOC:As far as I can remember its been 5%. Also a Nimitz Class Aircraft Carrier costs a couple of billion just to BUY! Battleships a only 2-4 million dollars less expensive. A modern Ohio class Boomer(which ARE nuclear powered by the way) can cost up to 3.2 billion dollars. Make sure the attack subs are out of date(thus easily detectable and sunk), the destroyers are WW2 era, cut out the battleships and boomers, and the aircraft carrier so it is a late 1930s one and you will have a modest fleet(for your size anyways)... that is if you want to send your every single one of your major surface combatants out to sea.

EDIT:OH YEAH! You might want to make the aircraft something from the 1960s... such as a A-6 Corsair 2

The two remaining operatives land silently, one on the radar tower of the base, and one on the outer perimeter of the base near the SAM battery. The on top of the radar tower cuts his parachute loose, and pulls out a silenced pistol, walks through the door, and kills two guards and the radar operators, suffering only a medium caliber bullet wound to the lower thigh. He fights through the pain long enough to plant a bomb on the radar receptor before he loads his M-16A1 and tosses a grenade down the stairs to attract the attention of the troops in the base. He looks up at the timer and smiles. 4minutes and 38 seconds left.
The second agent silently starts to cut through the barbed wire fence...

OOC:GODMOD! By saying you killed the gaurds and the radar operator, you stated Metslandias losses. You cannot do that.

Notice... nobody cares when metslandia states Burning Demons Losses
The guards were able to shoot down about 4 men and the one in the hangar obviously died in the explosion. The alarm sounded and about 200 men from the nearby army base were on their way, as were about 25 more guards.

OOC:OH! Didnt notice that before! Metslandia! Edit that message.

Yeah, 4 troops, you can state small losses like that, but none more than 8 and you cant state losses for bombs and shit.

OOC:When did that rule come in?

I made it for this rp. Now let's get back to rping.