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OOC:Before 20 people go and declare war on me, I'd like to set a 3 nation attacking limit on this particular RP (that includes guys sending only spec ops).

City of Junius Steppo, Southeastern Doomingsland

It was a small, backwater city, with a population of 30,000 people. It was in the deep, barren southeast of Doomingsland, in an area with less government influence. This allowed for dangerous ideas to be spread around the city and countryside. The praetor of the city, Manius Bruttus, wasn't exactly the most loyal governor the Empire had at Her disposal. He was notorious at accepting bribes and sympathizing with people who disagreed with the government. Miraculously, the Inquisition hadn't gotten around to 'purifying' him, and he remained in place, in command of 5,000 well armed and decently trained militia.

Manius sat in his office, whittling something out of wood. He sat for hours, and as it began to take shape, an advisor knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"Ah, my lord, how are you-"

"Please, don't call me that." replied Manius, somewhat irritated.

"Call you what?" replied the man.

"'My lord,' you numskull. Remember, if this enterprise is to succeed, we must see each other as equals. Refer to one another-including me-as comrade from now on."

"Errr right...comrade praetor."

As this conversation had been going on, Manius had continued to whittle. It was now obvious what the object was: a hammer and sickle.

"Now, what did you want?"

"Ah, yes, I was just here to report you have the full backing of the People." he said, with a hint of reverence at the word 'people'.

"Then it is settled. Have the people arise, for tonight is the eve of revolution!"

The aid smiled and saluted, and walked out of the office. Manius switched on his PC.

Am I sure of what I'm doing? he thought to himself, thinking of all of the revolutions the Empire had so brutaly put down. This would be the first revolution in nearly 100 years (and somehow the very same emperor that had crushed the others still looked as if he were in his late 30's). No matter, our other comrades will save us.

He began typing away at the keyboard, and hit send.


To all Comrades of the Global Revolution-

Greetings, my comrades. As you know, my nation, the nation of
Doomingsland, has been brutally oppressive to the Proletariat No
more I say! My city, the city of Junius Steppo,
is preparing to crush the fascist and capitalist
oppressors in a Great Revolution. However,
we can never be successful without the aid of our other comrades.
And so, I, Comrade Praetor Manius Bruttus, officially request
aid in the form of soldiers and arms. Help us, comrades, for
as soon as the Great Oppressor gets wind of this, there
will be little time left for the revolution.

He now leaned back on his chair, and prayed.

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Little did he know, a nearby Imperial listening post had quickly intercepted the message, and read the contents, shocked at what was written. They'd been monitoring Manius' e-mail and phone for quite some time, but had never seen anything too suspicious. The message was forwarded to the High Command, who quickly forwarded it to the Emperor.

Doom Citadel, Doom City, Doomingsland

Upon receiving the message, the emperor was shocked. He'd naively believed that with the fall of the rebel army of Nodacri, all rebellion was simply ended. He now saw the error in his reasoning. These fools would be made into an example for all to see.

"My lord, what do you wish for us to do?" said one of his generals, awaking him from his state of deep thought.

"Oh, yes. Kill them all. Actually, don't bother sending troops, I'd hate to waste the lives of good men on these subhumans."

"Err, my lord?"

"Gas them, General."

"Ah, of course." replied the general, a twisted smile on his face. He walked out, and forwarded the orders to a battery of Imperial 155mm howitzers stationed 15 miles out of Junius Steppo.

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Command Post, bravo battery, 3rd Artillery Regiment

The man to carry out the orders that would signal the death knell for 30,000 people was but a lieutenant whose name was probably not even worth mentioning. Little did he, Lt. Gaius Marius, know, but he would soon be a wanted war criminal.

"Lieutenant, orders from the high command. We are to commence fire on Junius Steppo. VX shells, preferably. We are ordered to continue fire, and I quote, 'until all of the traitors and heretics that reside with that Hell are purified of their sins' and quote." said a sergeant by the name of Quintus.

"Sure thing sarge. Order the men to their positions and have them load VX. Fire on my order." replyed the leuitenant, not quite grasping the complexity of the situation.

"Yessir!" shouted the sergeant, running over to a radio, and shouting some things. With two minutes, the battery of 6 M198 155mm howitzers was armed and operational, the nearby machinegun positions on the lookout for rebel movement. "Sir, awaiting orders."

"Good work sergeant. On my signal, unleash hell." he said, raising his right arm. Suddenly, he trusted it forward, signaling the men to commence fire.

Within the next ten minutes, over 100 shells laden with VX nerve gas would be expended on the traitorous city.

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15 Miles away, Junius Steppo

Manius sat in his office, going over their plan once more. It was perfect, and couldn't possibly fail so long as his foreign comrades came through. Suddenly, he felt his lungs begin to burn. He couldn't breath. Something was wrong. He tried yelling for help, but nothing came out of his voice. In another minute, he lie dead, his wooden hammer an sickle being grasped in his cold, dead hands.

Several hundred miles away, the Emperor muttered something to himself,

Talis est fortuna proditor.

Such is the fate of traitors.

I doubt anyone will declare war on you, after all their only communists.

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OOC: What tech level are you? I'm semi-future, mostly modern.....

IC: "SIR! Report's just in! Doomingsland's just gassed one of it's own cities! there were supposedly rebels there, but-"

"[explicitive erased]! Gassing is a horrible tactic... totaly against ethics... and if it spreads, it could kill a lot more than the target area! Don't bo9ther with ground troops, but have the Electromagnetic Pulse cannons hit thier capitol, then hit it with Hellfire ICBMs, 10 of them, and then get any escaping vehicles not surendering with Electromagnetic Cannons (Somewhat like railguns(Hypervelocity shells)). then broadcast this message: Quote 'The Federation of Stellar Nations and the Independant Space Fleet will not stand for the butchering of thousands of people and the use of gas and chemical weapons. We will take action against all who use gas and chemical weapons, along with butchers of the like of the former Emporer of Doomingsland. If that said emeperor is still alive, he should not show his face where any ISF military personell can see you, for you WILL be shot, then asked questions later.' End quote"

"Doing so now, sir."

The EMPs lit up, took aim, and fired. They continued to fire while the Hellfire ICBMs were launched at the planet below, targeting the palace and any defensive positions. 2 of the ICBMs targerted the palace, the rest going for strategiec locations. The EMC (Electromagnetic cannons) bateries fired on anything leaving the city that was not surendering


OOC: My place is a spacecraft in orbit, aproxamatly 2X15(kilometers). It is about 120 km above the surface

Ten white V-22 Ospreys flew slowly over the dusty terrain below them. Their objective? Reach Junius Steppo, and rescue any survivors. Soon, the cratered town was in sight. The lead pilot gave the signal to the nine other aircraft to land. Rotors tilted and the planes began descending on the outskirts of the deserted city. After touching down, their bay doors opened released a handful of rescue workers, two ambulances, and a bulldozer.

“You think we have a chance of finding any survivors, sir?” Questioned a young man to the leader of the project as he walked in pace with him to the town. The leader gave a quiet nod of, “no” in reply.

Luck was on their side, as the bulldozer and crews pushed rubble away. About one hundred dazed and seriously injured people were found and given medical treatment before being loaded onto the planes. The dead were hastily buried and a makeshift memorial was given. A plaque was dug into the ground near the burial site, reading, ”Here lie the victims of a totalitarian government repressing its citizens to remain in power. May they rest in peace.”

The planes slowly took off and began the return trip to Buechoria…

OOC:Ignored, you're to future tech for me. Even if that was modern tech, you're far too young to be able to afford a space station, let alone an armed one.

As for the other guy, you godmodded by announcing the helicopters just stroling into my territory without any opposition (they'd be dead long before they got within 100 miles of the city).

OOC: fine with me.

----Transmission Jan 2005----

To: The Nation of Doomingsland

The Confederacy of Lachenburg is glad to see that the great nation of Doomingsland took care of this rather annoying problem with ruthlessness and effciency. Therefore, we wish to ship one of our famous Lachenburgian Dark Chocolate-Chip cookies to your Emperor. It will be shipped within a small contianer with 'fragile' markings on it, via C-14 Transport Plane.

Let us hope that your nation contiues to grow and prosper.

Regards,

Maximilian Von Hinterguard
Direktor of International Affiars
Confederacy of Lachenburg

----End Transmission----

Official Imperial Response

The emperor is honored by your gift, and wishes your nation well.

OOC:Mmmmm, cookies *drools*

Green Sun hates rebels, so we believe they got what was coming for them.

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The Unrepentant War Machine of Roach-Busters heartily applauds this action by one of our favorite allies.

-Generalissimo J.L.

OOC: I would declare war, if i thought it would go anywhere lol. extensive tag =)

IC:

Xerco sat in his chambers reading over the latest intelligence. Best guess was nearly a total loss, with anyone living through the initial exposure not enjoying life for much longer, due to either the gas' longterm effects or the government "clean up crew" which was sure to arrive to survey their deed.

The senseless death and violence dealt by the hand of the soulless Doomingsland emporer was something the Premier had almost gotten used to. What made it worse was twice the Voltaru had had an opportunity to right a wrong, and had failed in her attempt to stop Doomingsland.

Two hours ago, Xerco thought, the High Order had sealed this legacy - a vote of 7 to 5 against military action in response to this travesty. Instead, the Order had authorized the impotent statement he now held in his hand. It sent a message, but not the one he would have hoped. It would have to do. It would be broadcasted shortly...

Xerco finished his scotch, and turned in for some well deserved sleep.


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Public Broadcast
From the Office of:
The Premier of the High Order of the Voltarum
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Hours ago, the nation of Doomingsland instigated a heinous act - the
gassing of tens of thousands of her own people to help quell a "rebellion."
The High Order of the Voltarum considers this a crime against humanity,
and hereby declares the Emperor of Doomingsland a war criminal in the
eyes of our nation.

We urge all nations to stand with us and to place an embargo on the
nation of Doomingsland, until such time that the Emperor turns himself
over to an international court to stand trial for his illegal actions.
Further, The Voltarum will discontinue trade and any diplomatic relations
with any nation that continues trade with Doomingsland.

With great respect,
High Chancellor Xerco Longbottom, Premier of the High Order

end message


A second message was later sent out, but this time, to only one recipient, encoded, so that it would nearly untraceable:


Let it be known, Emperor, that should you ever find the will to leave
your protected shores, you will not live to see your hellish land again.

Quantus tremor est futurus, quando judex est ventures

What trembling shall there be, when the judge shall come...

Green Sun does not see the problem with gassing. As long as the people are not rounded up and put in a gas chamber like Hitler did, it's merely a way to destroy your enemies and taking minimal casualties.

OOC:It'd go somewhere, since JA and FSM wouldn't be involved, they were the ones holding up the other one. Hell, you might as well throw a special forces team at me, even if you don't want to declare all out war.


To-The Voltarum
From-Doomingsland Imperial Government

Rest assured, any attempt by your feeble and
pathetic nation to carry out their hollow threats
would result in a far worse fate for the Voltaru
people than the traitors of Junius Steppo. Be
warned, for the next time you cross us, it will
be your last.

Official Imperial Response

We never have and never will trade with the weaklings of the Voltarum. Doomingsland does not recognize any "international law" as existing, and the Emperor, therefore, will not stand trial for any of these so called "crimes against humanity."

OOC:GAWD! It feels like forever since I was here...

IC:Official Statement From Red Tide
"We applaud the Doomingsland military for their actions against the rebel scum. As a reward we are shipping a frozen [insert favorite kind of cake here] cake, You need to defrost it(its gonna be literally rock hard frozen), but I assure you it will be most delicious."

-Official Ratheian Government Response-

Fuck you and the donkey you rode in on, Dommingsland.

If we had them, we'd probably nuke you for that.

The Xenonian People, despite being communist, will take no action here. The actions of these rebels are in direct violation of the obvious regulations set down by Commmunist ideals - that call for a simultaneous revolution by the popular majority, not a few people whom want to kick up trouble. People have a right to live their own lives, under their own systems and the tiny responce to this rebellion indicates the people seem to be happy as they are.

Although we dislike the method used to curb these traitors, we do acknoledge it's usefulness as a means of minimising casualties and setting a clear example. Therefore, Xenonier will take no action .

The people have already voted as such.

Arkady Gregorovich.

President Speaker of Xenonier.

OOC: I'm FT anyway - what could I do military wise?

If we had them, we'd probably nuke you for that.

Hollow threats.

What was your first damn clue?

What was your first damn clue?

Green, just shut up. Your stupidity is amusing, though.

-Official Ratheian Government Response-

Fuck you and the donkey you rode in on, Dommingsland.
Official Imperial Response

After a careful, government-sponsered investegation, we've come to the conclusion that the Ratheian government consists of 12 year-old girls and chimpanzees.

I had the basic idea you'd disregard me, and I wanted you to. Count me neutral.

Official Imperial Response

After a careful, government-sponsered investegation, we've come to the conclusion that the Ratheian government consists of 12 year-old girls and chimpanzees.

Hey, don't insult chimpanzees by associating them with that government. I like chimps.

-Generalissimo J.L.

Not bad, Doomingsland.

Not bad at all.

Ratheia has simply gotten tired of your antics and your cruelty to others.

stop killing people, it's not nice..

:D

*crawls behind rock*

Heh, this has to be a big rock, to fit 2 countries behind it.

((OOC: Stop cluttering the thread.

*makes scary face* ))

Thanks!

Let's name this rock... Bob. what do you think?

*makes scary face at Generic Empire*

-Official Ratheian Government Response-

Fuck you and the donkey you rode in on, Dommingsland.


I believe that is completely inappropriate. Your use of common language leaves a lot to be desired in your self-presentation. I would delete the post and start again with something more in-tune to a proper national response.

I believe that is completely inappropriate. Your use of common language leaves a lot to be desired in your self-presentation. I would delete the post and start again with something more in-tune to a proper national response.

Guess noone likes Stephen King...

I... Found I had a tumor on my eye and... *Sniff*... I couldn't RP ever since.

And I like Bob.

I... Found I had a tumor on my eye and... *Sniff*... I couldn't RP ever since.

And I like Bob.

That sounds so much like a friend of mine that this is scaring me.

OOC: Can we have any more noobness in this thread? I am sure I speak for Doom here, take this ooc chatter nonsense out of here.

To Doom, I will post tomorrow with something perhaps if you dont have 3 by then.

I had the basic idea you'd disregard me, and I wanted you to. Count me neutral.
OOC:Naw, they wouldn't have been alowed in. Thank you, Vol, now, everybody, do what he said and SHUT UP! I doubt I'll have 3 by then, so go and do your thing. Buechoria, you can enter the RP as nuetral, but if you want to send a medical team, please RP the helicopters actualy entering my airspace.

OOC:And please delete all that OOC crap.

Sure. Sorry for not-so-godmodding (But a form of it none the less). I'll go delete those OOC posts right away.

An aide was running through the halls of the Palace where the Empress resides. In his pudgy arms is a stack of recently gathered information about this latest incident.

"My Leige! The nation known as Doomingsland...it gassed it's own people!"

"Oh my!" The Empress choked back some undesirable curses. "Send a message of protest at once!"

"As you wish, Majesty!"

To the Emperor of Doomingsland
From the Empress of Coredia
Re: Gassing your own people is NOT A GOOD IDEA
My dear counterpart. Our sources have indicated that you have murdered
a rather large number of innocents, though they be rebels. We protest this
incident as foolish bullying of the weak so you can feel strong, and will
recommend that the international community place sanctions upon you for such
crimes, and hope you are removed from power sooner or later. (Preferably sooner)
Farewell.
The Empress of Coredia

An aide was running through the halls of the Palace where the Empress resides. In his pudgy arms is a stack of recently gathered information about this latest incident.

"My Leige! The nation known as Doomingsland...it gassed it's own people!"

"Oh my!" The Empress choked back some undesirable curses. "Send a message of protest at once!"

"As you wish, Majesty!"

To the Emperor of Doomingsland
From the Empress of Coredia
Re: Gassing your own people is NOT A GOOD IDEA
My dear counterpart. Our sources have indicated that you have murdered
a rather large number of innocents, though they be rebels. We protest this
incident as foolish bullying of the weak so you can feel strong, and will
recommend that the international community place sanctions upon you for such
crimes, and hope you are removed from power sooner or later. (Preferably sooner)
Farewell.
The Empress of Coredia
To-Empress of Coredia
From-Emperor of Doomingsland

We have commited no crimes, but have
only protected the sovreignty of Doomingsland.
Any sanctions on us would have little effect, for
all of our major trading partners condone our actions
against these heretics. Be warned, little one, your
time will come sooner or later, it may not be for a few
thousand years, but the one thing I garauntee you,
is that it will be at the hands of my decendents.

---END TRANSMISSION---

OOC:Ah, sweet foreshadowing that comes true ;)

"Those F%$@#&# Doomins!! How dare they call US little?! We were around long before they were simple peasants in our eyes and we will still be around when their civilization has crumbled to dust!" The Empress swore.

"SIR! URGENT FROM GENERAL ESTILL!" said Norman, an assistant to the President.

"Holy hell! The rebellion failed. They gased..." President Bettis drops the letter while it falls to the floor, he responds in a quiet tone, "Notify General Estill to put the country on full alert. How long will it take to mobilize the military?"

"Mr. President, It would take around three hours for the military, the air force on your word."

"I want a full air assualt on Doomingsland, notify the allies and all working with me. I want an emergency session with congress, I don't care if you have to call all of them up, get me a declaration of war."

"I'm on it, Mr. President"

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Later, at 2000 hours

2,000 F16's, 1,567 F22's, 1,890 F18's, 2,987 B-52's, 50 B-2's, and 197 B-1's, depart of New Robenia AFB and are on their way and descend on Doomingsland.

"Those F%$@#&# Doomins!! How dare they call US little?! We were around long before they were simple peasants in our eyes and we will still be around when their civilization has crumbled to dust!" The Empress swore.
Little did she know, many of her descendants would become Doomans...

"SIR! URGENT FROM GENERAL ESTILL!" said Norman, an assistant to the President.

"Holy hell! The rebellion failed. They gased..." President Bettis drops the letter while it falls to the floor, he responds in a quiet tone, "Notify General Estill to put the country on full alert. How long will it take to mobilize the military?"

"Mr. President, It would take around three hours for the military, the air force on your word."

"I want a full air assualt on Doomingsland, notify the allies and all working with me. I want an emergency session with congress, I don't care if you have to call all of them up, get me a declaration of war."

"I'm on it, Mr. President"

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Later, at 2000 hours

2,000 F16's, 1,567 F22's, 1,890 F18's, 2,987 B-52's, 50 B-2's, and 197 B-1's, depart of New Robenia AFB and are on their way and descend on Doomingsland.
Mt. Doom Facility, Doomingsland

"Sir, we've detected the launch of a HUGE formation headed this way."

"Those'll be the commies comin' to try their hand at reveange. Oh, well, time to put those new birds to good use..."

With those words, 1,000 F78A Demons shot into the sky from various air bases around the country, while AWACS craft got the exact location of the formation down. These would be more than adequate to deal with the primative Robenian air armada. Each one was piloted by a veteran pilot (you'd have to be one to be given the privelege to fly this thing). The aircraft all headed to an altitude of 80,000 feet, beyond the operational cieling of all of the fighters being sent at them, and closed to engage, supercruising at mach 2.7. Their active radar cancellation would make them undetectable to virtualy all of the radar the enemy had up there. They were guided by six E767s, which would come in handy in detecting the stealthy aircraft, but would be able to stay well out of harm's way.

At a range of 100 miles, each of the F78's loosed 10 phoenix II missiles, which were guided to their targets by the E767s, making for 10,000 of the missiles streaking towards the enemy force at a velocity of around mach 3.5. After that, they continued towards the survivers, and at 20 miles, loosed 5 AMRAAMs each. If any of them (however unlikely) somehow survived that, they would close to engage with sidewinders and cannons.

The first barrage would probably have been enough to destroy the enemy's air force, but the second certainly would seal the deal.

All of this took place approximately 500 miles away from the coast.

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Mt. Doom Facility, Doomingsland

"Sir, we've detected the launch of a HUGE formation headed this way."

"Those'll be the commies comin' to try their hand at reveange. Oh, well, time to put those new birds to good use..."

With those words, 1,000 F78A Demons shot into the sky from various air bases around the country, while AWACS craft got the exact location of the formation down. These would be more than adequate to deal with the primative Robenian air armada. Each one was piloted by a veteran pilot (you'd have to be one to be given the privelege to fly this thing). The aircraft all headed to an altitude of 80,000 feet, beyond the operational cieling of all of the fighters being sent at them, and closed to engage, supercruising at mach 2.7. Their active radar cancellation would make them undetectable to virtualy all of the radar the enemy had up there. They were guided by six E767s, which would come in handy in detecting the stealthy aircraft, but would be able to stay well out of harm's way.

At a range of 100 miles, each of the F78's loosed 10 phoenix II missiles, which were guided to their targets by the E767s, making for 10,000 of the missiles streaking towards the enemy force at a velocity of around mach 3.5. After that, they continued towards the survivers, and at 20 miles, loosed 5 AMRAAMs each. If any of them (however unlikely) somehow survived that, they would close to engage with sidewinders and cannons.

The first barrage would probably have been enough to destroy the enemy's air force, but the second certainly would seal the deal.

All of this took place approximately 500 miles away from the coast.


President Bettis was speaking to the congress when Norman ran up to him, "Mr. President, sorry to bother you, but we have to get you to cover, our air assualt failed sir, 95% of the aircraft... didn't return sir."

"Norman, give me the information I need to take out those planes"

"Well, sir, we have many experimental aircraft armed with the capibility to destroy the aircraft, the only problem is, we only have 2,000 pilots who can fly them."

"Get them up there, I want every one of those birds in the sky, and I want paratroopers on the ground before the day is over, I want our navy to blockade their borders, no matter what it takes, you tell Estill that if it fails, it's his rank."

"Yes sir!"

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Later- 2200

1,000 RFB-200's along with 1560 C-130's departed from New Robenian AFB.
The 200's soar in the bright blue sky at 80,000 feet, protecting the C-130's, they meet the F78A's and have a firefight in the now black sky. The RFB-200's fight like hell to fight the F78's firing their AIM-120's. Only one hundred break through.

The C130's drop only 3,576 troops and set up camp ALPHA.

Although the operation was a success, the outcome was a disaster.

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0033

5,534 more paratroopers come to camp ALPHA, along with tanks, artilery, helicopters, Anti-aircraft.

The 8,000 paratroopers gear up with gas masks and prepare for an assualt

OOC:Godmod, you can't just announce your C130s breaking through into my country, and you have no where near the amount of money to have any fighters other than the ones I just destroyed. I need specs on your RFB-200s, I'll get the one's for the F78.

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=388406&highlight=aircraft+soviet+bloc+doomingsland

Specs for the F78, there's no way you've got anything that can compete, trust me.

An aide was running through the halls of the Palace where the Empress resides. In his pudgy arms is a stack of recently gathered information about this latest incident.

"My Leige! The nation known as Doomingsland...it gassed it's own people!"

"Oh my!" The Empress choked back some undesirable curses. "Send a message of protest at once!"

"As you wish, Majesty!"

To the Emperor of Doomingsland
From the Empress of Coredia
Re: Gassing your own people is NOT A GOOD IDEA
My dear counterpart. Our sources have indicated that you have murdered
a rather large number of innocents, though they be rebels. We protest this
incident as foolish bullying of the weak so you can feel strong, and will
recommend that the international community place sanctions upon you for such
crimes, and hope you are removed from power sooner or later. (Preferably sooner)
Farewell.
The Empress of Coredia

To: The Empress of Coredia
From: Generalissimo J.L.

We demand that you recant your foolish statements, publicly apologize to the government of Doomingsland, and beg the great Emperor Helldawg V for forgiveness.

TO: Generalissimo J.L.
From: Empress of Coredia
You don't tell us what to do, especially in light of obvious human rights
abuses. Now if you'll excuse me, I have more pressing issues than to listen to
your drivel.

Official message from the Collapsian Glorious High General:
"Collapsia continues to be inspired by your deeds. We must commend you on such a descissive blow against revolution. If only Collapsia was so efficient. We will offer a solid condemnation to any nation attacking Doomingsland for the deeds necessary for their government's survival. Without government lies anarchy.

Despite this, Collapsia can offer you no support other than moral, and a box of Collapsia's finest pastries. We hope that any future interactions our two nations have will be only on the friendliest of terms."

OH NO! :rolleyes:

Apologies, shall I delete my posts?
OOC:No problem, and yeah, I'm gonna do the same.

Official Imperial Statement

The Empire as always commends you, and will offer youa gift of a decidedly large wheel of cheese to be airlifted in by helicopter.

Statement.

You know what? I think we shall send you some of our finest teriyaki chicken and rice noodles.

Official Imperial Statement

The emperor has expressed his thanks for all of the free food you're giving him.

Official Imperial Statement

The Empire as always commends you, and will offer youa gift of a decidedly large wheel of cheese to be airlifted in by helicopter.

We'll give you a free 200 pound chocolate glazed donut!:D

-Generalissimo J.L. the Generous

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<Official Statement>
To: Emperor Helldawg V
From: HRH King James VIII

Sir,

I feel your latest act of mass murder is unacceptable in this day and age. There is always a better solution to your countries problems than poison gas and simply annihilating the population of an entire city. But, since the subtle arts of diplomacy obviously escape your meagre grasp, I shall trouble you no longer.

HRH King James VIII,
Supreme Monarch of McLeod03

OOC: Since No One Else has thought to Post in this Manner...
To Doomingsland:

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<Official Statement>
To: Emperor Helldawg V
From: HRH King James VIII

Sir,

I feel your latest act of mass murder is unacceptable in this day and age. There is always a better solution to your countries problems than poison gas and simply annihilating the population of an entire city. But, since the subtle arts of diplomacy obviously escape your meagre grasp, I shall trouble you no longer.

HRH King James VIII,
Supreme Monarch of McLeod03
Official Imperial Response

As we expected, the Mcleodian government has failed to keep their promise of attempting a regime change for further use of chemical weapons on communists by Doomingsland. Perhaps this is for your own good.

<Official Statement>
To: Emperor Helldawg V
From: HRH King James VIII

Indeed, my ancestors may have not kept to their words often. I however, hold a different view. I see no reason why the world should be interested in whatever silly little games you might play. Your country is worthless and I pity you, but I don't see the point in wasting my energy dealing with you. Perhaps one day you may realise the error of your ways, when the Communists are kicking down your door and freeing your country from the grasp of a tyrant.

I, unfortunately, have better and more important things to do with my time. So go back and play in the sand pit, little one. Stop trying to seek attention through murder. You might just bite off far more than you can chew. And I AM a a man of my word.

<Official Statement>
To: Emperor Helldawg V
From: HRH King James VIII

Indeed, my ancestors may have not kept to their words often. I however, hold a different view. I see no reason why the world should be interested in whatever silly little games you might play. Your country is worthless and I pity you, but I don't see the point in wasting my energy dealing with you. Perhaps one day you may realise the error of your ways, when the Communists are kicking down your door and freeing your country from the grasp of a tyrant.

I, unfortunately, have better and more important things to do with my time. So go back and play in the sand pit, little one. Stop trying to seek attention through murder. You might just bite off far more than you can chew. And I AM a a man of my word.
To-HRH King James VIII
From-Emperor Helldawg V

Such big words for a gutless weakling such as yourself. Many have said what you have just said, and their heads now decorate my mantle piece. Just a few words of advice for you: don't let down your guard when playing games such as these.

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What, you were hoping for massive condemnations and a possible war? :p

<Official Response>
To: Emperor Helldawg V
From: HRH King James VIII

Sir,

Some of us do not feel the need to sink to launching volleys of personal insults at each other. You do not, and will never, scare me. I cannot wait for the pleasure of seeing you stripped of your powers and thrown into a cold, damp cell for all eternity. Perhaps then you will realise the futility of your cause.

Good day.

HRH King James VIII

What, you were hoping for massive condemnations and a possible war? :p
OOC:Pretty much.

<Official Response>
To: Emperor Helldawg V
From: HRH King James VIII

Sir,

Some of us do not feel the need to sink to launching volleys of personal insults at each other. You do not, and will never, scare me. I cannot wait for the pleasure of seeing you stripped of your powers and thrown into a cold, damp cell for all eternity. Perhaps then you will realise the futility of your cause.

Good day.

HRH King James VIII
To-HRH King James VIII
From-Emperor Helldawg V

As I have said, you are all talk. You will not see me stripped of power in your lifetime. Keep dreaming if it entertains you so.

<Official Statement>
To: Emperor Helldawg V
From: HRH King James V

If you insist sir. However, as I hav epreviously stated, I have far more important things to deal with at this time than your petty country and its murderous tyrant of a leader.

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<Official Statement>
To: Emperor Helldawg V
From: HRH King James V

If you insist sir. However, as I hav epreviously stated, I have far more important things to deal with at this time than your petty country and its murderous tyrant of a leader.

To: King James V
From: Generalissimo J.L.

You dare to insult Helldawg? Recant your insult, or suffer the fate of my Shooban slaves who do not follow orders!

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