NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This is take 2, so here goes. This will involve RPing their entry into MS, and then, if they ever get in, they will attack the Kahtan Embassy. This time, they will have no explosives or gas, just a simple plan.

7:00 PM, on the Border of Mississippi and Alabama.

The Tokko agents were a little relaxed, but they were a little nervous as well. Throughout their years in the Stasi, they had done numerous undercover ops, but none so dangerous as this. This was done on personal orders from the Shogun.

They were driving to the checkpoint, in a rented Dodge Pickup Truck, Four-Door. They had Alabama plates, and they had taken their lessons. If questioned, they would know what happened in Mississippi, and in Kahta.

Inside, there were several men, all Tokko. They all had fake passports, and credit cards, and identity papers, if asked, they were simple tourists from Kahta. They even had the Boston Irish accent down.

They remained calm, and shut up as they headed to the checkpoint. They saw the man letting the person in front of them through, now it was their turn.

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This is meant for DA to respond to, still, you can observe.....he suggested I rewrite this, and I figured, with the facts he gave on his border, why not RP actually entering?

Yeah, I just wanna watch :P Should be fun. Keep up the good work

OOC: How you managed to get terrorists through my terrirtory undetected I don't know. Still I'll allow it. Wait if they have Alabama plates and are caught than this whole affair could be traced back to me. That's not nice.

OOC: How you managed to get terrorists through my terrirtory undetected I don't know. Still I'll allow it. Wait if they have Alabama plates and are caught than this whole affair could be traced back to me. That's not nice.

OOC: So many variables, dang....... :rolleyes:

They came in from out of state, and traveled in like most secret agents do, they used fake identities and legal channels. They brought no guns....

Anyway, this will get traced to the RALM.

OOC: I'll allow it this one time. Mainly cause I want to see something get blown up. But you need a contignecy plan. Suicide pills and nice bombs in the cars so they'll be all untraceable. If you have YIM we can disucuss this farther.

OOC: I'll allow it this one time. Mainly cause I want to see something get blown up. But you need a contignecy plan. Suicide pills and nice bombs in the cars so they'll be all untraceable. If you have YIM we can disucuss this farther.

OOC: I like the suicide pills idea. Sorry I did not ask before, my bad, I did not check up on who owned Alabama.

OOC: bump, a general apology for anybody I have angered or shocked. I am sorry.

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ooc: mind If I join in? I have a pack of Skorpion Inquisitors in CamelEaters. If you don't want me to interfere, then I'll delete this.

"Rented Dodge 4x4, Alabama Plates. They look kind of suspicious to me, could be RALM guys, definitely soldiers or strong athletes though, their infrared profiles show way above average circulation for tourists."

A Skorpion Inquisitor was sitting on a hillside with a highpowered microphone built into his railgun scope, he turned it off for a bit, then radioed in.

"You mean.... here?"

"Yup."

"Fuck. Someone has to track them, see what they do."

"How the hell do we get in without tipping off the rednecks?"

"A probe perhaps?"

"I can't get close enough."

"Can you shoot them?"

"Then it would appear that I'm shooting Kahtan citizens and destroying Camel Eater property. The overpenetration would kill the soldiers in the checkpoint too."

"Damn, we'll think of a solution then. By the way, your hunch better be correct."

ooc: mind If I join in? I have a pack of Skorpion Inquisitors in CamelEaters. If you don't want me to interfere, then I'll delete this.

"Rented Dodge 4x4, Alabama Plates. They're Tokko alright, Kahtans don't speak Japanese amongst themselves."

A Skorpion Inquisitor was sitting on a hillside with a highpowered microphone built into his railgun scope, he turned it off for a bit, then radioed in.

"You mean.... here?"

"Yup."

"Fuck. Someone has to track them, see what they do."

"How the hell do we get in without tipping off the rednecks?"

"A probe perhaps?"

"I can't get close enough."

"Can you shoot them?"

"Then it would appear that I'm shooting Kahtan citizens and destroying Camel Eater property. The overpenetration would kill the soldiers in the checkpoint too."

"Damn, we'll think of a solution then."

OOC: They are Germans, ex-Stasi, they are fluent in several languages, sans accent. Right now, they'd be practicing their American English, Boston accented.

So I will ignore this one.

ooc: lemme edit that then.

At the border check:

"Wait, you said this was a hunch right? They sound like Kahtans to me. Maybe a bit shakier, but definitely Kahtan. I do NOT want to risk a war with Kahta, they're a potential ally against the RALM."

"Fine, but why are they using a Camel Eater's car. Kahtan don't usually have anything to hide from DA."

"Contact the Camel Eaters government, give them the license plate, find who rented them the Pickup."

"Lizards? We don't rent out cars! In fact the check shows it belongs to a nice old lady go away."

"A nice old lady? A bunch of rather hard looking, and much younger people are driving in it. And they're Kahtans, what are they doing driving that old lady's car. If you will, we'd like to talk with that certain lady."

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OOC: Should I just sit back and watch?

OOC: Should I just sit back and watch?

OOC: Yeah, right now, I'm trying to enter MS, but DA is busy....

OOC: bump for DA

bump for DA.....

OOC: This is take 2, so here goes. This will involve RPing their entry into MS, and then, if they ever get in, they will attack the Kahtan Embassy. This time, they will have no explosives or gas, just a simple plan.

7:00 PM, on the Border of Mississippi and Alabama.

The Tokko agents were a little relaxed, but they were a little nervous as well. Throughout their years in the Stasi, they had done numerous undercover ops, but none so dangerous as this. This was done on personal orders from the Shogun.

They were driving to the checkpoint, in a rented Dodge Pickup Truck, Four-Door. They had Alabama plates, and they had taken their lessons. If questioned, they would know what happened in Mississippi, and in Kahta.

Inside, there were several men, all Tokko. They all had fake passports, and credit cards, and identity papers, if asked, they were simple tourists from Kahta. They even had the Boston Irish accent down.

They remained calm, and shut up as they headed to the checkpoint. They saw the man letting the person in front of them through, now it was their turn.


The first guard stepped forward, raising his G-36 and shouting (they often like to intimidate people) "Who are you! What are you doing here? Where is your final destination?"

Continuing with the Phone Call to Camel Eaters:

"You Positive? They sound like Kahtans to me... I'll zoom in close and see if those are Kahtan papers. If they are, you tell me who EXACTLY owns that freakin' Dodge."

The first guard stepped forward, raising his G-36 and shouting (they often like to intimidate people) "Who are you! What are you doing here? Where is your final destination?"

The man driving the Dodge said, "My name is Carl McIllneray, me and my buddies are going to Mississippi, we are tourists, visiting Jackson City for a few days to meet some friends."

The man driving the Dodge said, "My name is Carl McIllneray, me and my buddies are going to Mississippi, we are tourists, visiting Jackson City for a few days to meet some friends."


The man shouted back, spit flying from his mouth, "Where are you from! What was your first language you learnt? How many languages do you know! Where have you lived for the last ten years?"

tag, sorry for the interruption

The man shouted back, spit flying from his mouth, "Where are you from! What was your first language you learnt? How many languages do you know! Where have you lived for the last ten years?"

Carl said, "I am from Boston, Massachusetts, in Kahta. I learned English first, and German second. I lived in Boston for the past ten years."

"This is really quite funny to watch.... I'll get a zoom in on their papers so I can check if they're forgeries or not. Meanwhile, any luck with the Camel Eater's government?"

Carl said, "I am from Boston, Massachusetts, in Kahta. I learned English first, and German second. I lived in Boston for the past ten years."



The man shook his head, "No, I don't believe you. Prove it..."

"Watch it, WATCH IT! WATCH THE PAPERS!"

"Where the FUCK are the Camel Eaters? We need to trace the origin of that car. "

The man shook his head, "No, I don't believe you. Prove it..."

He handed the guard the papers, they were Kahtan Identity papers, a Passport, and a drivers' license, for each man aboard.

He then said, "To prove I'm Kahtan, ask me anything I would know if I was from Kahta."

"Also, I'm gonna check if one Carl McIllneray actually exists."

"Hack into Kahta's databanks?"

"Sure."

A few seconds later....

"No go, there's no Carl McIllneray that lives in Kahta."

"Ok, they're terrorists definitely, do we call the sisterfuckers or no?"

"Oh no. We let them strike."

"Ah."

From the Great Leader Li to Kimiko Ayasugi. (SIC)

"Hello Cuntrag. Can you tell me this: Why haven't I blown up your Dodge Ram, License Plate number D49291, and Carl McIllneray yet? That's because I want to see the Fabus Regime suffer as badly as you want to see them suffer. Now, you may want to know something. Your forgeries are of rather poor quality, and also Carl McIllneray and his friends do not exist. If the border guards check Kahtan census records, that fact will become painfully obvious. Anyway, I wish you best of luck Cuntrag, be sure to kill some redneck sisterfuckers for me."-The Great Leader Li.

From the Great Leader Li to Kimiko Ayasugi. (SIC)

"Hello Cuntrag. Can you tell me this: Why haven't I blown up your Dodge Ram, License Plate number D49291, and Carl McIllneray yet? That's because I want to see the Fabus Regime suffer as badly as you want to see them suffer. Now, you may want to know something. Your forgeries are of rather poor quality, and also Carl McIllneray and his friends do not exist. If the border guards check Kahtan census records, that fact will become painfully obvious. Anyway, I wish you best of luck Cuntrag, be sure to kill some redneck sisterfuckers for me."-The Great Leader Li.

From Kimiko Ayasugi to Great Leader Li .

I bet you $50 that they will succeed.........

"Hell, I think they'll succeed too, so if they don't succeed, I'll give you the heads of the 2 agents that killed Ryan Monahan, packed in salt."-The Great Leader Li.