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Hail,
As you well know by now, the Dukedom of Savuroun was dealt a heavy blow by eco-terrorists who sabotaged an FTL generator test which resulted in a psuedo-nova blast that vaporized half of the capital.

Now that the evacuation efforts are over and the once prized-jewel of Savuroun lays in ruins we look for revenge! Any information any government can provide about eco-terrorists that may be responsible for such an act of wanton destruction will be rewarded with whatever we can muster.

To those responsible...The dragons wings will descend and you shall know fear and then you shall know death!


-Duke Tiberius Onyx Accipiterus

The divine reverend most holy Man~god has decread in a mysticlly intangible dream that clearly the prepetratures of the cleansing of the unholy Capital of Savouran has been commited by the decedant and weak nation of jellapudding. By his most holy and infalible decree the holy army of the incorrectly geneticly enginered Abomos and the correctly geneticly enginered corps perfectos has launched a crusade against the small and weakly uncalled for nation of jellapuddin--their neighbor!


"all your hobos are belong to us"--the Man~god on the eve of war. :headbang: :headbang: :headbang:

Telaxeu will go down in the most haneous of ways. My enormous of mercenary pirates, complete with parrots carrying rabies, will destroy it! YAAARGH!! ----El Presedente for life, spanky

The Dukedom of Savuroun has been offended by the vile and cruel Teleaxu. They have insulted our honor.

However, our intelligence sources indicate that the terrorists did indeed use Jellapuddin as a staging area.

The question now: destroy our insulters or teach the arrogant what keeping an eye on thier people means.


-Duke Tiberius Onyx Accipiterus

While the insults will be dealt with at another time the Nation of Jellapuddin must be taught the errors of their ways. However, I am not without mercy. If Jellapuddin can provide evidence of their innocence then my wrath shall be directed upon the dirty teleaxu.

-Duke Accipiterus

although my nation has supported many ecological reformations, the idea of radioactivity harming the environment would go against the very principles that our nation stands for. We are a peace loving nation and will only fight as a last resort. An unnecessary and unjust war would bring about great chaos and instability to the region. Avoid this by finding the truth. We are not to blame. El Presendente for life--Spanky

As the army of 100,000 Abomos, genetic experiments gone horrible wrong, marched across the grass palins towards the capital of jellapuddin, I looked out upon their ranks of the disgusting superstrength giants and felt relief for their poor souls for today their bodys shall be reunited with their minds in front of the divine presence of the Man~god. Turning back to the 1000 perfectos I inspect my great nations perfected warrior-priests. As I passed, none glanced back as all were deep in prayer to the Man~god, their signiture laser sword hung on their side, their plasma weapons in griped tightly in their hands.
Gazing out over the enemy's ranks I scoffed at their arrogance as they sought to defeat our most holy and infallibly divine army with the undisplined ranks of their mercinarys. and behold they had the arrogance to bring parrots to the field.. oh how they shall pay for their defilence of the Man~god.
I felt a swell of pride rise in my throat for today this feild shall be won in the name of the Man~god!

--High-arch Ingisitor of the Man~god, Supereme commander of his most hloy armies.

As the Abomos faced off with the mercenary pirates one wing of JSF fighters lifted off from thier airbase in Savuroun. Following behind were five attack choppers and two special-ops Chinooks.

The strike force broke down into its elements once they hit checkpoint one. The fighters broke into two groups headed for the respective capitals of Jellapuddin and Teleaxu as the helicopters headed in to where the two massive armies were gathering on the battlefield.

"Alright boys, looks like we have good jump conditions," the flight mechanic said to the armored figures siting in the back of the chinook.

"Good, we have to stop this thing before it gets out of control."

"Alright, here's your assasination targets :sniper: . The commanding officers of each army, kill them."

Soon the chinooks neared their objectives and the rear cargo hatch opened to the Black Dragon Operatives. Soon the six were in free fall over the soon to be battle field.


Meanwhile, the JSF strike force neared each of the capitals with thier deadly cargo.

Meanwhile in the capitol of Jellapuddin those 20,500 parrots were well trained to peck the eyes of invaders and mercenary pirates had great knowledge of how to destroy every known being, man, god, or man~god. With cannons ablaze 15 planes fell from the sky, a largenumber of abomos exploded into a fine jelly substance (that tastes great on a spamburger) Unfortunately the 50,000 pirates had lied on there ability to destroy man gods. But commandos are like the french, they can be taken out with a mean look and a yargh, or so I was informed. I choose to believe it. The battle rages, and I seem to be fending off the invaders, but for how long? My militia are being trained as we speak, but their success is the only way my nation will survive.

"After the bloody barrage of infernal cannons the 4500 enraged abomos that were still breathing picked them self up off the ground, some missing arms, others legs some without arms or legs, and charged mindless towards the pirates lines, another 500 were cut down before they reached the lines. however of the 4000 that survied they proceded to fulfill the Man~god's will and carved a gory hole threw the enemy's lines.

The High arch Inquistor smiled as the abomos lived surprising long, turning to his second in comand he said 'get the Pys~corp to take out those guns, send the 1st to the enemy's left and the 2nd into the right, I'll lead the 3rd down the center.' turning back most awesome eyes back to the battle he saw a small flash of black. He turned his head to look more closly and was meet by an explosive tiped bullet :sniper: that unujustly dystoryed his most revered head. His last sight was of the psy~corp finishing their prayers and of the ensuing distruction wrought upon the must unholy enemy's artillery position."

--A history of the Man~god's servants

As the High inquistor fell to the Black Dragon operative another well aimed shoot was fired on the other side of the battlefield. President spanky's head disappeared in a puff of red mist as the .50 cal round impacted into the soft flesh.

Meanwhile, the JSF strike forces closed in on thier respective targets. Underneath their wings each fighter carried six EMP weapons. Over the captial of Teleaxu 18 crow sized bombs let fly and released thier magnetic pulse. Anything that used electricity died immiediately.

Over jellapuddin the captial city faired no better.

The electronic communications died to both enemy armies throwing them both into chaos.

"Now, if you two are quiet finished with your own little war. I'd like your intel assests to pick themselves up and find out WHO THE HELL ATTACKED ME!?!"

*The loss of the Teleaxu leader, and the sudden lose of communications from their capital, caused the perfectos to pause and with draw from the field of battle* "sound general retreat" *ordered the second in command. The elite troops began to march off the battle field leaving the mindless abomos to contiune their mindless slaughter as they pursued their ultimate demise to be reunited with the Man~god.*

losses to date
5500 abomos initially killed
1291 abomos hurt but still fighting
321 abomos finally drug down
1 supreme commander's head turned to warm liquid goo
15 psy~corp brains fried.

OOC: Alright guys wackey time's over.

"What the?" *The technician looked down towards the contorl panel of the newly launched SA-918 Weather Satellite. All systems down, satellite signature lost. Confused, the technician ran to a nearby payphone, searhcing his pockets he was unable to locate the necessary fifty cents to make the urgent phone call to the Liberate Secretary of Homeland Defense and Security.* "Damn those cutbacks!" , said the technician as he bolted down the hallway to borrow his friend's cellphone.

~~~Moments later~~~

*A black, cordless phone rang on the desk of the Liberate Head of Homeland Defense and Security, Jimmy Classic. Reaching over from his paperwork he picked up the phone, clicking the "Talk" button he answered the hail.*"I told you I dont want to subscribe to a year of AOL for 3 easy payments of $99.95, damnit!", yelled Classic. "Sir, what are you talking about, this is Roy Lauderbachen from the internal weather division at New Montgomery.", uttered the intimidated tech. "What the hell do you want. This better be important....*sigh*", Classic said in a disconcerted voice. "Sir it is. Our new weather satellite just went down over the newly formed nation of jellapuddin.", spouted the tech. "jellapuddin? What the **** is that ****? Some kind of new flavor of fruit roll-up? Anyway, what caused this?" , said Classic. "Well, just before system failure 3 of our high-altitude survelliance satellites which were monitoring the war between Savuroun, jellapuddin, and Teleaxu, picked up increased levels of electromagnetic activity within jellapuddin's capital. Current reports state that Savurounian aircraft were present in the area at the time." said the tech. "President Hamilton wont like this one ****ing bit. Send all the data you have which is related to the incident to our techs at the Octagon so that we can review it and present a report to the president." Classic said. "Yes Sir" the line went dead and the tech carried out his assigned task. Within minutes the information was being reviewed by a team of Military analysts at the Octagon and a couple of hours later a report was compiled and sent through the appropriate offices the the president.....

Wednesday, 3:00PM 12/1/06~~~

*Across Liberated America every television suddenly flashed to a white screen, an unseen man begins to speak. "Stand by for an emergency statement from the President of the Allied States of Liberated America."*

*Moments later the scene changes to a podium with the Liberate emblem engraved onto its oak face. A tall man of middle age stands up to the podium and clears his throat. "My fellow Americans, early this morning i recieved reports indicating that a brand new 4 billion dollar weather satellite was shot down in the space above the newly formed confederation "jellapuddin". The Liberate government will now announce that we have prepared a document declaring a state of war between us and the nations of jellapuddin, and Savuroun, the two nations involved in the incident. These two countries are currently involved in a deadly 3-way war which has taken the lives of many. We are issueing the governments of Savuroun and jellapuddin a formal ultimatum. Cease your useless war or we will cease it for you. We have given you fair warning......."*

*The man rotated a stack of papers in his hands for a moment before stepping down from the podium and finally off-screen. The emergency broadcast ended and the television returned to "Very Brady Briss".

"Sire, we have reports that our EMP strike may have damaged an LAA satilitte. What should we do?" the communications officer asked the duke.

"Contact thier government and see if they really did lose it. If they did offer them a shipment trans-phasic missiles as reperations or offer them two satilittes at our expense," the duke replied

Meanwhile in the lead encased enriched uranium bunker, vice president buckwheat learns of presedent spankys demise. "Our beloved benevolent presedents head vaporised, like some lousy democrat in the 60's, and now.....I guess its up to buckwheat to save the day." says the VP. The freshly trained militia has the best training and weaponry we could supply. Armor, Subs, a navy, an airforce, aircraft carriers, laser sattelites. (bought cheap after the fall of the USSR, god bless Reagans star wars plan) "With our new weapons we will bring death to our agressors, peace will come by the sword, and once again we will be free." As we speak 2 million militia are suiting up, waiting for orders. They will defend their homes, buisnesses, and family to the death. Its only a matter of time till the agressors will fear my wrath.