NationStates Jolt Archive

The revolution didn't actually force the corporations to leave. Many stayed, knowing that the Hogsweatian economy relied on them for big business. They did not, however, expect what was coming on the 8th of October. The main business tower in Hogsweat, the Microsoft Building, was seized and all its higher-ranking employees executed. Before other Corporations could hear of the matter and attempt to escape, they too were seized by government Stormtroopers and executed.

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There was a mighy crash as the Company Executive Michael Peterson looked down from his skyscraper. He could see the main door being blown down, government soldiers pouring in. He ran for the phone, picking it up and dialing in a secret number.

"Peterson"

The voice on the other side answered.

"What is it, Peterson?"

"They've gone and done it!"

"Who?"

"The Hogsweatians! They're here for me-"
There was a buzz as the line was cut, ending Peterson's call abruptly.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh SHIT!"

He said aloud, looking around for somewhere to hide. His worst fears where met, when the door slammed open, three SMG-Toting Storm Troopers appearing. They fanned out, and clamped him in handcuffs.

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Teojiki Neowan saw it from his main office. The soldiers, the tanks, the whole deal. He reached into his pocket for a Sony Ericsson cellphone, and unfolded it.

"This is Neowan. Lock down all doors, put on full security. Get my helicopter ready"

A smart "Yessir" was the reply, but Neowan had already hung up and was running for his helipad. Bursting open doors and speeding up stairs, he appeared at the top of the massive skyscraper, the Sikorsky Executive helicopter awaiting him. Wind blew his short, grey hair, as the Japanese man climbed into the helicopter without further ado. As he looked behind him, he knew they had already come. As the helicopter took off, rotors cutting the thin air, a group of soldiers appeared on the roof. One pointed, and they fired at the Sikorsky, but the inbuilt chaingun gunned them all down. Teojiki smiled.

"Not without a fight, you Commie bastards"

He heard the cursing from his pilot, as two Ka-52 Hokum's cut in front of the Sikorsky. However, Teojiki had made many efforts to increase security, and at his order two pods of rockets ejected out of the side of the Sikorsky. Expecting the chopper to power down, the Hokums were caught with their pants down when around fourty small rockets carrered into one, a chaingun ripping up the others rotor blades.

"Hurry, and we may still have a chance."

Teojiki leant out the side, wind blowing into the side of his face. As he looked below him, he saw Economy Road whizz by, whole assemblies of unprepared Corporate Executives and the like being rounded up and chucked into Police Vans. He laughed.

"You'll never catch Teojiki Neowan! Never!"


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The helicopter was cruising over the jungle, trying to make a run for Teojiki's private island estate. Neowan was relaxing, when he heard the clash of more rotor blades. Looking behind him, he saw another four Hokum's tailing behind him.

"Step on it!"

The helicopter accelerated, the chaingun below swivelling around, spitting out rounds.

"Nearly there sir!"

One of the Hokum's launched a missile, and Teojiki was thrown around the helicopter as it took a nearly 90 degrees bank to avoid the missile. Neowan let out a sigh of relief as they passed over the sea and he could see his island. A large grin appeared, when an underground SAM Installation powered up, launching a volley of missiles which downed two of the pursuing helicopters. The others, unwilling to face what they thought was a fortress, ran for their airbase.

Teojiki dusted down, shaking hands with some of his friends and making a call to the world.

Message to all Capitalist Governments
This is Teojiki Neowan of the Hogsweatian Domestic Corporation Neo-Bear. My fellow executives have been rounded up and probably executed, but I have escaped. I am currently at co-ordinates CAK-139. Please send help. I have much knowledge and most of my blueprints and data are stored here. It would be a great economical find for you. Please help!

OOC: I would've participated in this, if it weren't for me turning into a fanatical religous state.

OOC: When did that happen?

OOC: Now, take look at the thread "The New Dawn" if you want to know more. Its a bit vague at the moment but things will develop.

The Siapian Intellegence Network will immediately commence in training its operatives and commandos. The Special Recon Unit will be coming to your position via paradrop to secure your position imminintly.
-Sgt. CQ Hudson
Siapian Military interests section (SMIS)

We are also deploying the submarine MANTA, which has, in addition to torpedos, mines, and anti-ship misssiles, it has several cruise missiles, two of which are nuclear tipped (This should hopefully discount invasion). The sub is accompanied by two AEGIS cruisers and 20 PT boats plus numerous support helicopters.
-Sgt. CQ Hudson
SMIS

Although my government does not condone this heinous act, I respect the Hogsweatian government's unalienable right to govern its people as it sees fit. Few things in this world are more sacred than sovereignty, thus we have no intention of intervening. Moreover, as an RB ally and a fellow member of the Southeast Asia Treaty Organization, Hogsweat need not fear retaliatory action by my government, whether it be economic, military, or otherwise. However, I implore the Hogsweatian government to cease and desist these atrocities.

-President J.L.

OOC: Microsoft is not a Tyrandisan company; however, they do have arms contracts with my govt. I'm just going to RP as them for humor purposes.

IC:

Redmond, Washington

The Overlord was displeased.

William Gates IV surveyed the almighty military empire that he had constructed from the pieces of the collapsed United States. Through the economic and political might wielded by Microsoft Corporation, he purchased and forged a viable combat force, rivalling the strength of the former U.S Armed Forces at its peak.

With this fearsome army, the son of the formerly richest man in the world overran the northwest, taking for himself the name Overlord Gates IV, Ruler of the Incorporated States.

Secure in her safety, the Microsoft Corporation continued to expand to nations all across the world, socialists included by trade or arms.

But... this new news from Hogsweat disturbed him greatly.

If this upstart could go about executing Softies without regard, other nations that he had coerced might have similar ideas.

No, thought Gates, this plague must be destroyed at the root...

And so the sleeping giant of the Microsoft Defense Forces rose against the pathetic socialists in Hogsweat.

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Public Message to Hogsweatian Govt.

"Vile communists.

Your ilk has been tolerated by our great corporation for far too long. Now you have crossed the line into brutal murder of employees.

Let it be known, scum, that our military forces are en-route to your nation to liberate her groaning citizens from the Red Menace.

Sleep well, for these will be your last nights on earth."

http://money.cnn.com/2000/06/07/technology/microsoft_pc/bill.gates.jpg
Overlord Gates IV
Ruler of the Incorporated States

OOC: I'm thinking of joining, but I've never roleplayed on NationStates before, and I'm terrified of looking like an idiot! Dare I?

have no fear! I started 2 days ago!

Indigo, a national socialist, became rather enraged when he read of the Hogsweat government ruling its people with hatred. Even under his regime, he did not persecuted communists, or those with other political belief. No, Indigo was one for education. He knew that the way to change the minds and hearts of people was not through giving fear to the people, but rather to influence them in such a way of which they will choose to follow. The Fuhrer was quite a smart man, and although he knew that war wasnt exactly nessasary, he was rather tired of hearing about the general aggression, and the arrogence the Hogsweat government held.

It was time to make an announcement, and three hours later, Indigo could be watched on television screens across the globe, making his own statements on the recent actions of the government of Hogsweat. These people were not communists, but they were fascists, set to destroy their own peoples and the peoples around them.

"While the people of Hogsweat continue to be oppressed on the so-called communist regime, I stand here for them in popular belief that they ought to be granted freedom. Although my own regime can be likened with the National Socialists, it is not true that we are looking for the spread of our own beliefs into the ghastly halls of Marx, but it is true that we are looking for the spread of all that is good. I have not seen good in Hogsweat.

Therefore I officially condemn the government of Hogsweat, and while as of yet retalitory action is not being a definate, make it known that we are most certainly considering it. Let the people stand strong, and the people stand free; and you will not see the armys of the Nationalist Repubblica in your gardens. Heed my warning government of Hogsweat, you are being watched by every eye within these borders."

OOC:Hogsweat, when are you gonna post on that damned thread!

IC:

Encrypting...
Please stand by...
Level one encryption...
Sending...

To:Teojiki Neowan
From:Doomingsland Government

We have heard your plea for help, and intend to answer it. We will send aid, and extract you and your personel as soon as possible.

---END TRANSMISSION---

OOC:I know what you're thinking Hogsweat, pull an exact oposite of what you did to me, but there are some things you don't know about Doomingslanders...

Indigo, a national socialist"[/i]

OOC: O_o; AU, when the hell did you become Nazi?

What happened to the old democratic regime? Speaking of which, who won the war between you and RF?

OOC: I became National Socialist only recently. As for that war, its in the past, and it turned into an ignorefest.

ooc: hogsweat can you make a post in the TBD war thead: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=371133 thanks

Reese Gordon knew he wasn't really talking to the leader of Paxtonne, but he was relatively sure that the message would get to him or her. Everybody ('everybody' including only the most upperclass citizens - commonfolk were all but legally dead) knew that, though every six years, the public figure that was credited as the nation's leader changed, the dictator was always really the same. As long as the people thought their leadership changed, though, it kept them from getting any ideas about revolution.
Gordon, who was a young executive in Paxtonne's most major corporation, Athletico, was currently standing in the office of the most recent "leader," Penelope Grunt. She was a thin, harsh-faced woman somewhere in her thirties, and regarded him with a cold, indifferent air.

"Well, get to it. What do you want to talk to me about?" she asked sharply.

Gordon cringed inwardly, but maintained his usual casual attitude on the outside. "There's been a recent... ah incident over in Hogsweat. The government had seized and executed several executives from multinational corporations."

"And?" she persisted icily. "How does this concern Paxtonne?"

"Well, you see," he replied, "there's talk among the lowerclass about a... how do you say... anticonsumerism movement."

"Ah. So in short, you're worried it will start a trend, and you'll be the next one taken out."

"So glad you understand."

"So anyone caught saying anything that could remotely relating to the subject will be publicly hung - problem solved."

"You don't get it - it's bigger. Some Paxtonne officials fear this could result in anticapitalist terrorists."

Grunt considered this for a moment. "Well, I suppose this could damage our economy. Fine, I'll have word sent to Hogsweat that if they continue, we'll be forced to send armed forces to interfere in their affairs."

"One more thing."

"Yes?"

"There's a Hogsweatian execution, Neowan, who is in fear for his life. He is willing to share valuable data with anyone willing to help him."


Message to the Hogsweatian Government

Your recent actions have come to our attention. It is our concern that by damaging these corporations, you might damage our own economy. If you persist with such actions, we will be forced to take action.

-Paxtonne

Message to Neowan

We have heard your message, and are interested in the valuable data you promise. In exchange for this information, we will transport you to Paxtonne and provide you with maximum security.

What's done is done. However, we beseech you not to continue punishing these evil men with further evils. This is in no way a threat; we are well aware that your nation could.. um, 'crush us like a bug beneath its steel-shod heel' is what it says here man.
Deepest respect,
Jeff C, "Gorevomit", Slaytanic PM

OOC: If this news is public I believe a few thousand of our hairy unwashed may wish to descend upon Hogsweat to protest, if that's OK.

The Eredron Republic, in an internationally released statement, condemned the Hogsweat government's latest action, which the Consul described as acts of brutality which showed Hogsweat's complete disregard for human decency, and called for a UN resolution to force Hogsweat to end and make reparations.

The foreign minister of the United States of Unified Bubnor, issues this statement about the incidents in Hogsweatia.

"This nation condemns the actions of the Hogsweatian government in the unlawful detainment of the corporate executives. We have issued an advisory to all USUB citizens in Hogsweatia to leave the nation within the next 24 hours, and if an explanation for these disturbing events is not forthcoming, we will move towards economic and political sanctions against that nation."

To: All Nations Involved

We have done no wrong, and you can definitly not take us to the UN Courts. Why? Because in Hogsweat, the practice of Capitalism is an illicit act and can be punishable by death.

To:Paxtonne
We'd like to see you take military action. And have your whole army crushed! You cannot stand against us, if you intend to.


OOC: Paxtonne, nice start =) looks like you have some talent.

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"General, Siapian ships aroundabout Neowan's island"

"Numbers?" The General asked casually.

"Satellite readings show around 20 ships"

"Hit em, and hit em hard."

"Copy that"

At Redlingtonford airfield, two squadrons [18] of MiG-29K's lifted off and prepared to intercept the fleet.

[Aboard Nuclear Submarine UNS Vine]

"We report multiple inbounds, repeat multiple inbounds"
Captain Nicolas Johnson's head snapped round at the surprised and slightly panicked tone of his subordinate. "Number, type, heading?" He asked. "We've got 36 of what look like MiG-29s, and they're going to pass right over the fleet we've been shadowing." It didn't seem like an excersise - relations between the Siapis and Hogsweat had been strained over this Neowan affair, and the Vine had been dispatched to check on the Siap fleet that appeared to be heading towards a confrontation.

It was bound to happen eventually.

Johnson gave the order to dive...

Electronic Message:
This is the submarine MANTA. We have discovered that you have aircraft moving toward the positions of our ships. I request that you caall off the attack immediately. We have two NUCLEAR TIPPED SLBMs, and I HAVE THE AUTHORITY TO USE THEM AT MY DISCRETION. Repeat remove all hostile aircraft NOW!
-Admiral Pliskin
SSS MANTA

OOC: *Watches Hogsweat's economy collapse*

*Watches Hogsweat's military power disappear*

*Laughs*

OOC: Interesting idea (if not original) Hogsweat... I wouldn't have thought you still had Capitalists in your nation... commie git :D But you know we are all wrong occasionally :D

IC:

*Official Response between expletives aimed at Hogsweat* (OOC: Well you know I am feeling moody :P)

We are saddened by Hogsweats action and must condemn them in the strongest possible terms. We hope Hogsweat stops it's current actions and allows liberty to it's firms once again.

Regards,

The Guild of External Affairs,

We are in agreement with Hogsweat's actions, and would be very appreciative if they would send any remaining Far RIght elements they find in their nation to us, for use as target practice. However, perhaps it must be said that a philosophy of "live and let live" as regards capitalists might be a better move; we shall have to see.

The Government of Red Wales condemns the actions of Hogsweat, we request that Hogsweat please stop committing this genocide or we will consider taking more serious action.

Foreign Office:
Rhian Medows

Meanwhile over 200 people took to the streets outside the Hogsweat embassy in Cardiff to protest the situation upon hearing the news. They had banners saying things like "Hogsweat out" "We're not Friends with Murderers" and "Bring Dorsal to Justice". The Red Wales police were quickly sent to the area where the protests where, in case it became something more violent.

OOC: *Watches Hogsweat's economy collapse*

*Watches Hogsweat's military power disappear*

*Laughs*

1.) Their assets have been seized, and it shouldn't make a difference eitherway because they have been replaced with state run firms.

2.) You're really testing me here. You want me to show you my military power?

3.) Actually, I am the one laughing here.




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"What ARE you doing?"
The Executive screamed as he was booted into the C-5 Galaxy in chains, destined for his .. future in DontPissUsOff. Twenty more of his kind were sent.

Message to the DPUO Government:
They make good practice for guard dogs.

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"We will not back down. You have twenty seconds to change your course or we will open fire. Any nuclear attacks on Hogsweat will be justified as an action of war."

As this was spoken, all SDI Systems in the area were activated and began tracking the origin and trajectory of possible targets.

The Government of Red Wales condemns the actions of Hogsweat, we request that Hogsweat please stop committing this genocide or we will consider taking more serious action.

Foreign Office:
Rhian Medows

Meanwhile over 200 people took to the streets outside the Hogsweat embassy in Cardiff to protest the situation upon hearing the news. They had banners saying things like "Hogsweat out" "We're not Friends with Murderers" and "Bring Dorsal to Justice". The Red Wales police were quickly sent to the area where the protests where, in case it became something more violent.

What sort of serious action? Let it be known that we are not willing to back down here. We are in the right.

"While we regret that we cannot get directly involved in this situation, we would be willing to help another organization or nation in an operation to help you. Once again, I regret that certain political elements inside Ninurta stop me from interfering directly. If you require arms or other indirect assistance, do not hesitate to reply. Thank you."
Jacob Barons, CEO Ninurtan Arms Corp., to Teojiki Neowan

OOC:Hogsweat, where exactly is this guy's compound? I feel like doing something stupid today.

On the border in a little island.

OOC:Hogsweat, where exactly is this guy's compound? I feel like doing something stupid today.

Not a rescue mission surely Doom?

Not a rescue mission surely Doom?
OOC:Of course it's a rescue mission!

Secret IC:

Two MH47 Chinook helicopters lifted off from Doomingsland, and began the very long journey to the compound. They would perform air-to-air refueling a total of three times on the way there. Aboard the helos were two Doom Legion Hunter-Killer Teams, a total of 24 elite soldiers. That was all that would be needed, or so the High Command believed...

OOC:Of course it's a rescue mission!

Secret IC:

Two MH47 Chinook helicopters lifted off from Doomingsland, and began the very long journey to the compound. They would perform air-to-air refueling a total of three times on the way there. Aboard the helos were two Doom Legion Hunter-Killer Teams, a total of 24 elite soldiers. That was all that would be needed, or so the High Command believed...

OOC: *sighs* I knew it :)

[Aboard the UNS Vine]

Events had clearly taken a turn for the worse up top, the Captain was sure. He figured that getting out of Hogsweatian waters without at least a minor skirmish was nigh-impossible.

"We've got two inbound." said the radar officer, "heading west, destination appears to be Neowan's compound."

"What is it?"

"Appears to be a pair of chinooks - what's the bet we've got someone's special ops inbound?"

The captain sighed. Sonar had picked up the MANTA preparing her launch tubes. This was going to be a very very interesting couple of hours.

"Weps, arm torpedoes and harpoons. we're going to shadow the MANTA. if she surfaces to launch, we sink her. But not before we're certain of intent."

"We're playing policeman?"

"Yeah, that's about the size of it."

"...The office of the Consul stated through the Media Office that they are disappointed in those countries which have chosen to interfere in the private affairs of the nation of Hogsweat..."
--Excerpt from article titled "Hogsweat executes executives!" in the Daily International newspaper, based in Ninurta.

We thank Ninurta for their insight into our ways. May their People live in prosperity for ever.

The pair of Chinooks came in, flying low to the water. It would be very difficult for radar operaters to pick up the helicopters amongst the waves, and hard for thermal imaging devices to pick up their enigine signatures, as they were IR masked. They drew closer to the island, and sent an encrypted burst transmission to the executive:

Hold fire, friendly aircraft inbound.

Admiral Pliskin stood on the bridge. A young corporal came in, "Sir, we got a message from PT 21" Pu thim on. He was handed a headset, "Whatt's the status?"
"Sir, I'm tracking two chinooks heading to the compund. It appears that someone wants to attempt a rescue. The SRU will help with the evac. The AEGIS's have prepared the SAMs for the airstrike, and are readyiing cruise missiles for a retalitory strike."
"The target?"
"Redlingtonford airfield and an electrical substation north of it."
"Good."
"Also, I've got something suspicious. I picked up a sub on sonar. At first I thpught it was you, but it is moving very strangely. I think it might be following us."
"Hail it. Find out what it wants. Put him through to me. Be prepared to sink it at a moments notice."

Pliskin hung up the headset.
The corporal said, "Sir! this came in on the secure line."

He handed Pliskin a telegraph

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Pliskin
This is Dr. Clarke Director of SIN (Siapian Intellegence Network). STOP
Will be joining excercise by AWACS. STOP
Use discretion with Nukes. STOP
You freaked some people out at Capitol. STOP
-Dr. Clarke

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The captain sat at the bridge of PT 21, and donned a headset.
"Attention foreign submarine. This is Patrol-Torpedo Boat 21. Request you identify yourself immediately to avoid any confrontations."

From the Office of the Consul
For immediate press release

The Republic of Eredron deplores the haste with which nations have pursued the avenue of military action in response to Hogsweat's barbaric acts. As an alternative, we encourage all nations to join the Republic in a complete economic embargo against Hogsweat until such time as they adopt a more democratic government.

Mr. Neowan,
This is Dr. Clarke, Head of SIN (Siapian Intelligence network). I hope the Special Recon Group and naval forces I had deployed kept you safe. I request two things: First, for the immediate transmission of the data and blueprints you have to offer. You can transmit them to my AWACS (Which will be arriving to the area very soon) if you wish to for security reasons. Second, I was wondering if I could use your island as a staging point for SIN's Operational Detatchment (SINOG) for recon into Hogsweat.
-Dr. Clarke
Direcor of the Siapian Intellegence Network

"The Consul regrets that his condemnations have had no effect, and furthermore regrets that the size of his nation mandates that it can have little influence in the military action that his advisors find likely, or any other further action that may occur.
"The government has just discovered that Ninurtan Arms Corp was attempting to interfere on Mr. Neowan's behalf. We fear that this may have interfered with the nonagression pact between Ninurta and Hogsweat, and ar presently taking action to ensure such interfeerence does not occur. We apologize profusely for any trouble the corporation has caused you."
--Message from the Consul's office to the government of Hogsweat.

-tagged-

OOC:Hogsweat, did the CEO get the message from the helo? They're about to land on his island.

It was true. Paxtonne was a threat to its region, but had no real international power. Still, Hogsweat's actions were alarming. They had to do something.


A Message to The Republic of Eredron

Paxtonne has resolved to join Eredron in the boycott against Hogsweat until they adopt a more democratic government.


Paxtonne was not a democracy--anything but, really. One would have to search far and low to find a more oppressive dictatorship. But in this case, the advertisement of democracy was more than in their best interest.

[Aboard the UNS Vine]

The red light illuminated on communications Officer Murdrick's console.

"SHIT!" he yelled, making the entire deck drop whatever task they had at hand to listen to what he had to say - Murdrick was a devout catholic, and this was the first time that anyone on board the ship had ever heard him utter anything less than proper language. "We're out. One of their torp boats just hailed us - they've finally noticed we were here, and demanded an explanation for our actions."

The captain turned his head and fixed the communications officer with a cold stare. His voice betrayed his anger at being discovered - the ultimate humiliation for submariners.

"Put this through - This is the UNS Vine, Nuclear Submarine of the United States of Unified Bubnor - We are not in your territorial waters and are not bound by your restrictions - we are acting under the mandate of the Unified Bubnorese people and our mission is classified - any hostilities will be met with appropriate response - end transmission"

"Maintain the alert, and slip behind the MANTA, but remain within Harpoon range of her."

He glared at the assembled crew.

"And when I find out who screwed this up, heads are going to roll."

It was true. Paxtonne was a threat to its region, but had no real international power. Still, Hogsweat's actions were alarming. They had to do something.


A Message to The Republic of Eredron

Paxtonne has resolved to join Eredron in the boycott against Hogsweat until they adopt a more democratic government.


Paxtonne was not a democracy--anything but, really. One would have to search far and low to find a more oppressive dictatorship. But in this case, the advertisement of democracy was more than in their best interest.


The Guilds whilst against Hogsweat's actions does not see the point of such a blockade, if we were to intervene it would only be if one of our allies was involved.

Regards,

The Guild of External Affairs,

OOC: It gives me an nice pretext to get involved if Doom and Hogsweat start beating the pulp out of each again :)

Dr. Clarke watched from his AWACS at the ships scrambling below him. What an interesting turn of events this has been he thought. "Corporal, send this message to the UNS VINE, encrypted of course,
'Attention UNS VINE, this is Dr. Clarke, director of the Siapian Intellegence Network. I have been watching your action, and I humbly request you cease and desist all operations within 50 kilometers of the Siapian ships. My sources tell me that you are upset over the nuclear threat my sub carries. In actuality, the admiral only has one of the three activation keys to launch them. I have one, and so does the secretary of defense. Fear not, for I have no intention to escalate this conflict beyond what is necessary."
He said to the Corporal, "Now, contact SINOD, and tell me the status."
"Sir, the call came in two minutes ago. Operational Detatchment Beta is go, but Epsilon is still working on their equipment."
"Tell them to be ready soon. We may need their services imminently!"
"Aye."
The AWACS ascended over Mr. Neowan's island.

The Chinook helicopters arrived at their destination, and set down near the compound. The legionaries poured out, quickly establishing a perimeter around the LZ, while a group of four men made their way to the compound to fetch the CEO...

The Guilds whilst against Hogsweat's actions does not see the point of such a blockade, if we were to intervene it would only be if one of our allies was involved.




Embargo does not translate into blockade.

OOC:What happened to Hogsweat?

Official Statement from the Office of Foreign Affairs:

The People's Assembly has passed a motion of support for the people of Hogsweat and have condemned the aggressive actions of the numerous capitalist agressors.
The People's Republic of Hillyard, while condemning Hogsweat's rash actions, acknowledge the fact that the capitilast nations of NS rush to war and the destruction of thousands simply to protect their inhumane economic philosophy.
The P.R.H is ready to stand with Hogsweat in any coming conflict. We stand ready to mobilize at any time.

Embargo does not translate into blockade.

OOC: Pardon me, been too involved with the ye olde RWC blockade situation recently, so I translated it wrong in my head. Still the comment stands.

[Aboard the UNS Vine]

The captain quietly seethed as he sat at his chair.

"There's nothing for it but to pull back."

The engines on the Vine slowed and the fleet ahead slowly started steaming into the distance. The Vine could wait.

They weren't done here just yet.

Dr. Clarke concealed a grin. "Excellent. We've taken care of the vine...for now. Tell the SRU to aid the evac, make sure everything goes off clean."
"Yes Sir!" The corporal shouted. "Sir, I just received word from the aircraft carrier SSS Eyrenstrong and they are underway! They have the stealth fighters as requested, and anti-sub aircraft. The submarines SSS Odin and SSS Scimitar have been assigned support, along with another AEGIS."
"Good. Tell SINOD Beta to get their asses on board that carrier!"
"Sir!"

Pliskin looked at his telegram:
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Admiral Pliskin:
The MANTA's mission is over. STOP.
You are to join the aircraft carrier Eyrenstrong. STOP.
Your XO is incharge of the MANTA. STOP.
Have him take it home. STOP.
-Dr. Clarke
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He turned to the crew: "Men, you're going home!"
and there was an erruption of cheering.

OOC:When's Hog gonna respond?

OOC: Sorry

Neowan spun around as the Doominsglandians entered the room.

"Excellent! Thank god you have arrived, I thought it was hopeless"

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"Roger that, missiles prepped."

The three Tu 160's zoomed straight over the jungle at 10,000 feet, picking up speed and arming their missiles. As they approached the compound, they let loose, a score of H16 Tactical Missiles slamming into the compound and setting it ablaze, while the unforuntate Doomingslandian soldiers burned..

The soldiers outside the compound watched in anger as their comrades who had entered the compound were incinerated. Strangley enough, one of the men checked his PDA, and found the data on it. One of the men inside of the compound had transmitted it a second before the first missile impacted.

"Alright, we've gotten what we came for, let's clear out."

"Should we leave a present behind?"

"Sure, why not."

One of the men walked to the outskirts of the compound, and left a 50 pound satchel charge. Attached to it was a brick of plutonium. It was set on a trip wire, a pressure plate, and a remote satelite detonater. If the detonater was triggered, the immediate area would not only be completely leveled, but contaminated as well. The men quickly recovered what was left of their comrades, and the helos lifted off, heading out of Hogsweaten airspace, leaving no trace of their coming other than the present.

Sgt. Michael Connor of the Siapian Special Reconaissance unit watched as the Doomingsland commandos evacuated. "Crap! We gotta get off this island, ASAP!" The men scrambled. He contacted the Eyrenstrong, who sent out helicopters. The men scrambled aboard them.
Meanwhile, Dr. Clark watched the activity below. "get us away from this island. It might get just a little messy." The AWACS made ascended and turned away from the island.

Dr. Clarke shifted in his seat. "I don't like this anymore. Tell the fleet to pull out. Take me home."