NationStates Jolt Archive

12:00 Midnight, outside the Palace.

The night was clear and quiet. Everybody seemed to be just a little more panicked, since the recent RALM attacks and the talk of war, but still, the mood was relaxed, and the King was going to bed.

Taking advantage of this, a white van, marked "Dale's Dead Bug" moved close to the palace.

Inside, ten men, in maitenance uniforms, carried tools, maglites, and some lightbulbs. Inside the bulbs were Sarin, and VX Nerve gas, rigged to release their cargo when detonated by a dab of C4 in them.

Walking to the palace, they went to a side entrance, unoticed by the guards, who let them by unnoticed. They opened the door, unlocked by the unsuspecting guards, and let themselves in.

Then, they walked into the area. Five of the men went to work, fixing leaks, checking the plumbing, doing everyday, ordinary things.

The five others began changing lightbulbs, especially near the King's Bedroom, the Kitchen, and the Staff Quarters. When questioned, the answer given was that these were new compact flourescent bulbs, better than the ones installed in the palace already. They were met with some resistance, but hit on the head with a Maglite and a trip to the closet shut them up.

Twenty Minutes later, the dirty bulbs, placed around the king's Bedroom and in other places around the house, were installed.

Then, the men left. Running to their van, they drove off. One of the men inside the van hit a switch, and the bulbs exploded, releasing their cargo around the palace.

The gas wafted through the vents.......and soon, the King and his family and their servants began to twitch, and feel the full of effects of a nerve gas attack. They would not survive the night......

President Carpenter slammed his fist upon his desk. "God damnit!" he shouted. "Now even our ally is being attacked; and worse, his leaders have been assassinated. Do the RALM know any decency at all?"
His aide jumped away from the angry President nervously. "Wh-what should we do, sir?"
Carpenter's eyes flashed angrily. "Do?!" he shouted. For a moment, he glared at his aide silently. Then he sighed. "The only thing we really can do; send aide to get the place cleaned up and instill martial law with our own troops until they can appoint a new leader.

A nervous political adviser approached the office of the Premier. So thoroughly occupied his mind was that he ran straight into the door. Premier Claire Moradel tapped the door-opening foot pedal without looking up from her paperwork.

"M..mm..ma'am? I..ah...you should just read the report for yourself."

He dropped the red folder and hurried out of the office, relieved by the freedom from that burden. Moradel reflected on the folder's color, signifying utmost urgency, and seized it.

At approximately 12:40, the royal family of Bob-Omb and their servants were killed by a nerve gas agent. Its source was identified to be canisters designed to mimic light bulbs. It is unknown who perpetrated the attack, although it is widely assumed to be retaliation by the Real Anime Liberation Movement. A white van marked Dale's Dead and another illegible word was reported at the scene by a gardener who did not live on site. Currently Bob-Omb is being occupied by PIcaRDMPCian forces and is under a state of martial law.

This is going to be a huge mess. And it looks like we have competing interests with PIcaRDMPCia. The Premier knocked over a stack of papers and grabbed the telephone. She dialed the code for the Overseer of Foreign Affairs.

"Hey! Listen. The Bob-Omb royal family was assassinated. No! No talking. First, you need to have the Defense Overseer send support troops into Bob-Omb. Any government still functioning has already been cast aside by the PIcaRDMPCian military, so you don't have to worry about permission. Second, have a message delivered to Carpenter. I want him to know that we condemn his rash decision to enact martial law in a sovereign nation while enough of the government is still functioning to maintain order. Third, have everyone in the Intel Agency working overtime. They probably already are, but just for good measure tell them. Got it?"

"Completely."

"Then start doing it."

Primiere Moradel, we have not cast aside their government; their entire government was slaughtered in the gas bombing. My troops are there only to keep rioting and mayhem to a minimum until they can appoint a new leader, at which time I'll withdraw immediately. I'm just trying to keep my ally from collapsing, because as you know we need all the help we can get against the RALM.
-President Carpenter

A letter was sent out to the Rulers of both PIcaRDMPCia and Poptartrea, but was also made public to the entire world. The letter read as follows;

"First and foremost, we would like to thank our allies PIcaRDMPCia and Poptartrea and their leaders for the support and setting up a state of martial law in our nation.
Secondly, I should explain who is writing this letter. My name is Furiae Bob-omb. I will be appointed as the new Queen of Bob-omb by an Organization within our Government, yet seperate from our Government, which acts as a back-up plan for these kind of situations. However, I will not be appointed until after the war against the RALM. I can not give too many details on this organization, such as location and whatnot, for obvious reasons. I can not yet come out of hiding, for the same obvious reasons.
Thirdly, the point of this letter: I have just been informed that all Bob-omb Militia that was being used to defend our nation has completely disappeared. Some have fled the country in order to save themselves, and some are assumed to be MIA. It is because of this that we need all the help we can get in defending our nation. We recognize and appreciate the martial law you have set up in our nation, but fear that is not enough. We fear that there may be more terrorist attacks to come, details of which I can not go into in any letter, public nor private.
And finally, some semi-good news; We will still aid you in the war against the RALM as we still have approximately 4 million troops who are ready for war, as well as another 2 million whom were initially supposed to act as a back-up source but will now join the other 4 million troops. As you may or may not know, we have recently introduced new conscription laws, so if the situation becomes absolutely deserate we will be able to expand our army.

Once again, we thank you for what you are doing, and hope that our alliance lasts through this troublesome time.

Signed,
Furiae Bob-omb"

OOC: Sorry I couldn't reply sooner, time zones and all that.

OOC: ElFonzo, you might want to decrease the number of troops just a tad, as you'll be accused of godmodding. Otherwise, it's all good.

The Holy Empire of Austro-Navia sends it deepist sadness at this disgusting crime. His Holy heighness gives out his most deepest sympathies to the remaining Royals. The Holy Kingdom of the Austrogoths and Navians will do anything to help a fellow royal family. We give you are full support and backing..

Hail!

OOC: ElFonzo, you might want to decrease the number of troops just a tad, as you'll be accused of godmodding. Otherwise, it's all good.
OOC: I thought it would be acceptable as I my nation has both conscription and compulsory military service. But, okay, that's fine; I'll reduce it to... 2 million with 1 million back up? In the interest of fairness and all.

And by the way, communication with Furiae will be impossible since she is in hiding. Since that is most likely on the verge of godmodding, I'll say this much: She's not immortal nor is she... unfindable (If that's a word.) I'm thinking about a possible way around this, one possibility being to send representatives to our allies. Meh, I'll let you all know when I figure something out.

OOC: I thought it would be acceptable as I my nation has both conscription and compulsory military service. But, okay, that's fine; I'll reduce it to... 2 million with 1 million back up? In the interest of fairness and all.

And by the way, communication with Furiae will be impossible since she is in hiding. Since that is most likely on the verge of godmodding, I'll say this much: She's not immortal nor is she... unfindable (If that's a word.) I'm thinking about a possible way around this, one possibility being to send representatives to our allies. Meh, I'll let you all know when I figure something out.
OOC: Well, for an overall, it is, but I suggest you go look at the "What Godmodding is" thread, because not only will it help you prevent accidently doing it, it also has a lot more information in it than just that, including links to other threads that have even more information for you.

Radlett is in shock over this act of political cowardism, and offers the hand of friendship to Bob-Omb. Around 200 elite paratroopers are now on standby, and at the disposal of the new Queen. Radlett has now ceased trading with the Real ALM and all her allies.

SIC: See what happens when you send aide!! The terrorists get away with murder and your government is left to clean the mess. Please contact if you end up needing assistance. We are always happy to assist an ally of Henrytopia.

From a press conference at the Endorak Presidential House;

Sarah Lang, reporter from EBC: What comment do you have about the assassination of the royal family of Bom-Omb?

Press Secretary, Mike Brilliant: We regret the loss of any innocent life, however, the actions of the late King went a long way to causing this situation.

Sarah Lang: So you won't condemn the terrorist attack?

Mike Brilliant: One mans terrorist is another mans freedom fighter...