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The massive cathedral known as "Armageddon" stood alone on the abandoned isle of Divinity, untouched for over five years. It had acquired its unique name from some forgotten tribe of people who once believed that the remote landmass was the residence of whatever primitive God existed. In modern times, Divinity and its sole resident were largely forgotten, except by a group of patriotic freedom fighters who based their operations against the oppressive communist government from the chapel in the early days. Today, one of the band would return as his small boat landed on the isolated pier.

Executor Xavier Davidson felt the rush of lost memories as he stepped off his light craft and onto the fine sands of the beach. It was here that his comrades started a revolution that brought material and spiritual prosperity to the battered land of Tyrandis, and it was here that he, the only member of the group still alive, sought isolation and guidance to a most pressing problem. He unsheathed his massive blade, forged from the metals of a fallen star, and made his way to the cathedral. The road was not particularly unsafe, but the journey towards the building took a full day's walk. The Executor, the shield of the people, went through the extensive foliage and surrounding forest as he walked down familiar yet forgotten trails.

As night settled across the island, Xavier finally made his way to the steps leading towards the entrance of Armageddon. Engraved above the simply decorated portal were three massive statues. One was of Abraham, Patriarch of the Jewish People. In the middle was Jesus Christ, Savior of Mankind. And finally, to the right, was an icon of Mohammed, the Last Prophet of Allah. In their own trying times, they had provided divine inspiration to their charges, and now their eyes were upon the Executor. Sheathing his sword, the Ultima Weapon, as he walked through the massive double-doors, Xavier went through the narthex of Armageddon and walked crisply through the body of the church, his leather boots cracking against the hardwood floors of the deserted building. The interior was a masterpiece of transitional Gothic architecture, its lovingly engraved walls showcasing the masterful abilities of the long-dead architects who designed the cathedral in the 16th Century.

Xavier kept his head down, in reverence to the almighty spirit that resided within these walls. Ascending the dilaphilated steps towards the altar, he took his blade in his hands and placed it upon the stone edifice, then dropped before it on his knees, whispering a prayer.

"O Lord God in Heaven, I cry out to You for Your infinite wisdom. I am Your humble servant in this temporal world, and the tides of conflict threaten to sweep across the lands. The most dutiful and observant Imperium of Tyrandis has seen carefully laid plans to fight Thy enemies on Earth falter in our righteous crusade against the heathen nation, Kahta. They have blasphemized Thy name in their forsaken actions, and though I pray for their salvation, the heretics and blasphemers must be destroyed by Your Servant. Guide thy blade, O Lord, and show Thy Servant the way to victory."

As he concluded his prayer, the foundations of the church began the shake. A massive earthquake erupted across the island, but Xavier held his ground, kneeling before the altar. The moon in the skies stood still, as a vision appeared to the Executor within his mind. He saw the Northeastern United States of America engulfed in a wave of blood as the Star of David, the Holy Cross, and a Crescent Moon descended upon New York. A massive confederation of navies, numbering over a thousand warships advanced from the Atlantic Ocean, the Imperial Hawk standard of Tyrandis at the forefront. He watched as invading armies of a multitude of countries smashed their way through, as whole towns were set to the sword, man, woman and child alike. The corpses of thousands lay at Xavier's feet, as a holy fist fell upon the corrupt Fabus regime from the heavens itself. As this was happening, the clasped hands of Executor Xavier Davidson began to bleed, in a reflection the Stigmata of St. Francis, and rays from the moon shone through the stained glass ceiling of Armageddon. The multi-colored light descended on Davidson's sword from each color of the spectrum, until all that could be seen was pure, white light. The intensity of the beam was so great it turned night into day, and engulfed the Ultima Weapon, and the Executor as well.

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As the light from the miracle passed, Xavier stood up, took his blade, and slowly made his way back to the boat, his mind set: Total War would come to Kahta, and it would be sanctioned by the Almighty God Himself.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

OOC: Bump for the night.

A smell yellow notecard flicked out of a small slit in Imperator Augustii Valteen the I's massive gold boardered oak desk. He pulled the card out and read the card at lightning speed. He dropped it in a 8" wide hole under the desk.
He began to speak loudly, his computer picking up every word precisely writing the letter in perfect format on it's own.

"I would in all respect address Tyrandis, and Executor Xavier Davidson, exactly what acts provoked this war on the fair nation of Kahta? I would like a logical explanation of the sorts, and the action can be takin without my Imperial troop's intervention. I hope overall that this whole conflict can be thwarted, but somewhere in the back of my mind it says it cannot. If conflict begins between our 2 great nations, I wish for you to uphold the law of War upheld by the UN and by the mercy of God. Thank you."

A smell yellow notecard flicked out of a small slit in Imperator Augustii Valteen the I's massive gold boardered oak desk. He pulled the card out and read the card at lightning speed. He dropped it in a 8" wide hole under the desk.
He began to speak loudly, his computer picking up every word precisely writing the letter in perfect format on it's own.

"I would in all respect address Tyrandis, and Executor Xavier Davidson, exactly what acts provoked this war on the fair nation of Kahta? I would like a logical explanation of the sorts, and the action can be takin without my Imperial troop's intervention. I hope overall that this whole conflict can be thwarted, but somewhere in the back of my mind it says it cannot. If conflict begins between our 2 great nations, I wish for you to uphold the law of War upheld by the UN and by the mercy of God. Thank you."

OOC:
Reference Thread - http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=389897

A official response from the Imperial Palace spokesman:

"The Imperator has gave official word that the Imperial Republic of Nycton shall support Kahta in it's time of need. In case of attack on the nation of Kahta, Imperator Valteen the I will swiftfully and forcefully issue the orders to drive Tyrandis and her allies from hostile ranges of Kahta. Thy Imperator's Imperial troops shall take whatever steps necessary to stop agressive nations in the world, where ever they lie. Czar Fabus and Imperator Valteen the I are now thy known as brothers, and will unite under one banner to jointly crush the opposing army of children and sheep men.

To the people, on the glorious ones order, Imperator Valteen the I has ordered that the 5 million man reserves of the Imperial Legion(formal name of the Nycton military) is to be called up to duty and formed up at their posts in 300 minutes. The Civil Police upon any declaration of war, is ordered to take wartime battle uniform immediatly. In any time of emergancy of any foreign hostile step foot on Nycton soil, the civilian population is trusted to form up to the nearest People's Army supply bunker and be issued with a Ak-100 or Ak-101 rifle and organized with your designated unit on your National ID Badge. The People's Army will be the last line of defence of the glorious one, Imperator Valteen the I. Protect him, he shall be the last remaing Nycton survivor if worst comes. Strength and Honor and glory to the Imperial Republic."

OOC: Tag

[OOC- Hmmm......God is in on this now.......wow.]

A official response from the Imperial Palace spokesman:

"The Imperator has gave official word that the Imperial Republic of Nycton shall support Kahta in it's time of need. In case of attack on the nation of Kahta, Imperator Valteen the I will swiftfully and forcefully issue the orders to drive Tyrandis and her allies from hostile ranges of Kahta. Thy Imperator's Imperial troops shall take whatever steps necessary to stop agressive nations in the world, where ever they lie. Czar Fabus and Imperator Valteen the I are now thy known as brothers, and will unite under one banner to jointly crush the opposing army of children and sheep men.

To the people, on the glorious ones order, Imperator Valteen the I has ordered that the 5 million man reserves of the Imperial Legion(formal name of the Nycton military) is to be called up to duty and formed up at their posts in 300 minutes. The Civil Police upon any declaration of war, is ordered to take wartime battle uniform immediatly. In any time of emergancy of any foreign hostile step foot on Nycton soil, the civilian population is trusted to form up to the nearest People's Army supply bunker and be issued with a Ak-100 or Ak-101 rifle and organized with your designated unit on your National ID Badge. The People's Army will be the last line of defence of the glorious one, Imperator Valteen the I. Protect him, he shall be the last remaing Nycton survivor if worst comes. Strength and Honor and glory to the Imperial Republic."


Official Reponse:

Kahta is an oppresor of peoples. The Empire is hostile to oppresors. You do realize that if you strike against Tyrandis, you strike against the Empire. We are willing to give you money to back down. We don't want complications.
Department of Foreign Affairs

[OOC- Hmmm......God is in on this now.......wow.]

OOC: I figure I may as well invoke divine inspiration seeing as how my enemies are supposedly motivated by Him :D

SECRET IC:

A telegram soon reached the Executor. It bore the RALM symbol and it said:

"Good job, Executor.......looks like our plans will commence at last. May our Jihads be united."


OPEN IC:

The Real Anime Liberation Movement will join with the Militant Imperium in its crusade against the Kahtan thought criminals, as we have an outstanding declaration of Jihad versus Kahta.

"My forces are in position. Let's burn these peach-toned motherfuckers to a crisp."-The Great Leader Li.

ooc: they really are
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=394642&highlight=Harford+County

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Imperator Valteen read the message from The Island of Rose and sat back in his massive leather/gold chair and let out a sigh.
"What to do what to do." He muttered under his breathe.
He pressed a yellow button the front right of his desk. The massive 25 foot tall gold trimmed double doors opened slowly. 6 guards entered with a small group of 4 men. The guards took position opposite sides of the door on the inside, by the group of men, and either side of the desk facing the group.
"Order the legion to stand down. Civil Police on normal alert. Just...just stand down."
The group of men whispered among themselves and bowed to the Imperator turned and strode out. The massive demobilization had began of the Superstate.

Cathedral of Saint George, Sydney

As the various news agencies around the world reported the strange seismological events around Armageddon, Pope John Paul III of the National Church donned his finest white robes and the papal crown that was a legacy from the practices of the Vatican. He was standing before the massive crowd that usually attended his sermons, although this time the practice would be a little more different. As a longtime friend of the Executor, Paul placed his loyalties to the Tyrandisan nation second only to his devotion to God. Ascending the circular podium, the aged priest summoned up his almost photographic memory as the parishoners began singing a hymn.

The voices quieted down as soon as the music concluded, and so Paul began this most dire of sermons.

"Most beloved brethren," began Pope John Paul III,

"Urged by these most dire of times, I, having seen the coming storms of conflict between our great nation and the forsaken land of Kahta, have come into these parts as an ambassador with a divine admonition to you, the servants of the Lord.

I hoped to find you as faithful and as zealous in the service of God as I had supposed you to be. But if there is in you any deformity or crookedness contrary to God's law, with divine help I will do my best to remove it. For God has put you as residents in this greatest of countries, to serve His Will on this earth. Happy indeed will you be if he finds you faithful in your servitude. You are called Citizens; do not fall to the sins of idleness, but guard with eternal vigilance this land and country that the Almighty blessed you with.

For if through your carelessness or negligence a follower of the Dark Prince attacks this nation without retribution in full, you will surely lose the reward laid up for you with God.

And after you have been bitterly scourged with remorse for your faults-, you will be fiercely overwhelmed in hell, the abode of death. For according to the gospel you are the salt of the earth. But if you fall short in your duty, how, it may be asked, can it be salted? Oh how great the need of salting! It is indeed necessary for you to correct with the salt of wisdom this foolish people which is so devoted to the pleasures of this -world, lest the Lord, when He may wish to speak to them, find them putrefied by their sins unsalted and stinking.

For if He, shall find sins, in them, because you have been negligent in your duty to your country, He will command them as worthless to be thrown into the abyss of unclean things. And because you cannot restore to Him His great loss, He will surely condemn you and drive you from His loving presence.

But the man who applies this salt should be prudent, provident, modest, learned, peaceable, watchful, pious, just, equitable, and pure. For how can the ignorant teach others? How can the licentious make others modest? And how can the impure make others pure? If anyone hates peace, how can he make others peaceable? Or if anyone has soiled his hands with baseness, how can he cleanse the impurities of another? And so, I command you all to cleanse thyself of sin, in preparation for the grand struggle ahead.

This conflict that I speak of draws near, there remains still an important work for you to do. You must apply the strength of your righteousness to another matter which concerns you as well as God. For the country of Kahta, which defiles the land of the former Northeastern United States has threatened your country, your homeland, your God. For, as the most of you have heard, the spawn of Satan have laid false accusations upon our noblest of nations and have begun to mobilize their demonic armies to subjugate Tyrandis.

They have defiled the Word of the Lord, using the Divine Scripture to justify atrocities that offend God. They have committed such sins that even the everlasting fires of Hell would not be sufficient punishment. If you permit them to continue thus for awhile, the Lord God will forsake you and the Kahtans will conquer this land.

On this account I beseech you as the herald of the Lord God to take up arms and to destroy that vile race, to save our beloved nation from the barbarians, from the sons of Lucifer himself. I say this to those who are present, it meant also for those Tyrandisans who are absent. I call for you to prepare for Holy War against the Kahtans, and to kill that nation of mongrels, of demons, of abominations.

All who die by the way, whether by land or by sea, or in battle against the pagans, shall have absolution of sins. This I grant them through the power of God with which I am invested. Oh what a disgrace if such a despised and base race, which worships demons, should conquer a people which has the faith of omnipotent God and is made glorious with the nation of Tyrandis! With what reproaches will the Lord overwhelm us if you do not aid those who, with us, profess the religion of monotheism!

Let those who have been accustomed unjustly to wage selfish warfare against the faithful now go against the infidels and end with victory this war which should have been begun long ago.

Let those who for a long time, have been robbers, now become knights. Let those who have been fighting against their brothers and relatives now fight in a proper way against the barbarians.

Let those who have been serving as mercenaries for small pay now obtain the eternal reward.

Let those who have been wearing themselves out in both body and soul now work for a double honor.

Behold! on this side will be the sorrowful and poor, on that, the rich; on this side, the enemies of the Lord, on that, his friends. Let those who go not put off the journey, but rent their lands and collect money for their expenses; and as soon as winter is over and spring comes, let hem eagerly set out on the way with God as their guide."

Royal Intelligence Agency, Vancouver
"Oh, hell," muttered Deputy Director (Intelligence) Harry Johnson. "This is going to be bad." He punched a few buttons on his phone and was connected to the office of Samuel Moore, the Director of the RIA. "Sam, I know the PM and MinDef are both busy right now, what with Dracun and all. Should I send this report to one of them anyway, or Jacob over at the Foreign Ministry? Right, I'll send it."

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At the military bases in Yafor 2 and The Canadian Union, the Royal Army was placed at DefCon 1, the highest alert possible without actually firing their weapons. North, Center, and South Military Districts were placed at DefCon 2. Coastal District was already at DefCon 1, as that was the most likely spot Dracun forces would land, if they made it through the naval blockade. Around the globe, Malkyer's armed forces were readying themselves for an inevitable showdown.

The wheels of war were spinning at an uncontrollable pace with this latest bull from the office of the Papacy. Considering that, by law, every single Citizen of the Militant Imperium was a member of the National Church, the call for divine war was responded to with alacrity. Joesph Stalin might have noted correctly that the Pope had little or no temporal power, but the sheer weight of John Paul the Third's spiritual authority more than remedied that deficiency.

And the spiritual capital that Paul spent in his cry for holy war was paying off handsome dividends. As the peasantry of the medieval era had taken up arms for the struggle to liberate the Holy Land, so had the people of the Imperium made preparations for a religious crusade against the forsaken Kahtans to save their motherland from the very spawn of Satan.

Churches across the country reported massive increases in voluntary donations, the 1% mandatory tithe notwithstanding. The nation was rapidly morphing into an elemental force of destruction, guided by the careful hands of the Almighty God and his vicar on Earth. The flames of apocalyptic struggle against the enemies of Church and State were fanned from the pulpits of the priests and the speeches of the politicians, all part of the monumental plan to gird the Imperium's citizens for the coming conflict.

An evangelical revival of belief in God had taken hold in the normally uncaring citizenry, with literally millions of people cramming the various cathedrals of the National Church to listen to the fire and brimstone lectures of the inflamed preachers. Booksellers reported massive increases in orders for translations of the Bible, Torah, and Koran, so much that the backorders stretched well into the next five years. Daily, Pope John Paul III gave his exhortations to the Tyrandisan people to fight on in their daily lives, to ready themselves for a crusade to overshadow all crusades.

The professional armed services were no less moved by the plea of the Pope, and logistical concerns included a shortage of army chaplains. A call to arms had been sounded, and some seventy million combined soldiers would be the shining knights of this crusade, bringing death to the heathen Kahtans without mercy. It had been ordained beforehand that, as a religious struggle, there would be no need to follow the laws of war. This battle would be one an all-encompassing conflict, with civilian and combatant alike targets for the coming storm. No quarter would be asked, and none given.

Historians once agreed that the Thirty Years War was the last of the religiously-motivated conflicts. Today, the nation of Tyrandis would prove them wrong as every single one of her over two billion citizens prepared themselves for Armageddon, the final struggle against the enemies of God and country. Kahta would not only face the technological might of the Militant Imperium, they would be fighting against a nation motivated by opiate of religious conviction. The dogs of war would fall upon Fabus and his blasphemous nation, this day led on by the soldiers of Tyrandis, guided by the Word of God Himself.

OOC: I'm going on holy war too..perhaps we can work together!

OOC: You realize that if Sam feels he is going to lose, he will use nuclear weapons against your navy and air force? Also, Kahta is not a "pagan" nation.

OOC: You realize that if Sam feels he is going to lose, he will use nuclear weapons against your navy and air force? Also, Kahta is not a "pagan" nation.

OOC: And you do realize that if you use nukes, your country will be reduced into radioactive cinders? I look forward to paving new parking lots on the ruined ash of your capital.

How about this... neither of our sides uses WMD in this conflict. I and my allies won't use any of my NBC arsenal or orbital attack platforms, and you don't use your own strategic reserves. WMD use almost always leads to a situation of mass IGNOREs.

OOC: And you do realize that if you use nukes, your country will be reduced into radioactive cinders? I look forward to paving new parking lots on the ruined ash of your capital.

How about this... neither of our sides uses WMD in this conflict. I and my allies won't use any of my NBC arsenal or orbital attack platforms, and you don't use your own strategic reserves. WMD use almost always leads to a situation of mass IGNOREs.

OOC: No, I'm not going to agree to anything, since people are refusing to distinguish between civillians and military targets. Also, people are using weapons similar to WMD's such as Thermite, Napalm, and other heavy explosives If Kahta is destroyed, so be it, I'll take down those that oppose me at the same time. We can rebuild anew with funds stored in banks.

OOC: No, I'm not going to agree to anything, since people are refusing to distinguish between civillians and military targets. Also, people are using weapons similar to WMD's such as Thermite, Napalm, and other heavy explosives If Kahta is destroyed, so be it, I'll take down those that oppose me at the same time. We can rebuild anew with funds stored in banks.

OOC: Hey, no one said you can't respond in kind. Also, I highly doubt you will be able to survive the combined nuclear arms of over 5 nations.

OOC: Hey, no one said you can't respond in kind. Also, I highly doubt you will be able to survive the combined nuclear arms of over 5 nations.


OOC: I doubt anyone will survive upper atmosphere blasts followed by low altitude blasts. The first blast disables non-hardened electronics, the others destroy whats on the ground. If I'm going down, everyone else is going with me.

OOC: I doubt anyone will survive upper atmosphere blasts followed by low altitude blasts. The first blast disables non-hardened electronics, the others destroy whats on the ground. If I'm going down, everyone else is going with me.

OOC: EMP effect doesn't do much, considering that virtually every single nation shields their nuclear arsenals. That said, while you will cause considerable damage to the various assembled nations, you aren't going to be able to destroy me or anyone else completely since your stockpiles will have to be divided between us, not to mention the various SDI systems that are employed...

OOC: EMP effect doesn't do much, considering that virtually every single nation shields their nuclear arsenals. That said, while you will cause considerable damage to the various assembled nations, you aren't going to be able to destroy me or anyone else completely since your stockpiles will have to be divided between us, not to mention the various SDI systems that are employed...

OOC: Yes, I would. 75% is the highest accepted SDI number, so even if it was a higher number, 1,000 nukes, evenly spaces of 15 megatons each, would destroy a country.

ooc: During a previous military situation, I stationed 2 division in Kahta to act as a force to defend his capital. Kahta has agreed that I never moved these troops and that they still remain stationed in his territory, acting as a kind of embassy.

ic:
To: Col. James Riker, Commander of embasssy in Kahta.
You are commanded to defend your immediate area, but not to actively engage in any conflict unless fired upon. Self defense only.

Reference: Reortus (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=394986)

As you see I have a new denomination - sort of like what happened with the Anglican Church and the Roman Church. But anyways...

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Pope Transguff I walked up to the podium, constructed of the most expensive, and rarest, wood man could find through the expanses of the world, and stared at the vast array of Macabee soldiers, crosses painted on their helmets of war. Previous estimates had claimed no more than one million men deployed for war, yet intelligence was mistaken, one million were mobilized to war against Xeraph. The Second Empire, or the Macabee Empire, was yet to use the rest of its manpower, surpassing the number of ten to a dozen million. The vast resources that the Empire controlled had not even been tapped into, but now, with so many options it looked as if finally the Empire, and the Holy Church of St. Peter, would finally be able to flex its military muscle. Thus, Transguff I stood there staring at the soldiers of Emperor Jonach I and finally, after a period of a few seconds, rose his right arm in a stiff hand salute. The masses returned the salute and gave a hefty, "Long live the Empire!"

Transguff stood and looked again, not budging for a while, and finally began to speak, "Soldiers of the Empire, children of G-d and of the Emperor of the Golden throne, here me today. Your brethren are preparing to sail away to foreign lands to conquer in the name of G-d and country, and to defend vital interests and allies. You stare and you ask yourself why were you not sent. Do not fret gentle warriors, for you have been chosen - chosen to spearhead an expedition against the heretics of Kahta. You have been chosen to burn their evil country into the ground and in its ashes build an outpost for liberty, and an outpost for our religious. So, consequently, as Pope Urban called for a crusade in 1071, I call for a crusade today. Conquer Kahta for lust, glory, and above all G-d!"

The crowd gave a humongous cheer and the soldiers began to jolt their right hand into the air, giving an aura of what resembled nineteen thirties Germany. Transguff hadn't finished, as his speech was planned for at least an hour, but he quickly saw that his message had been thrown across to the men. He had incited another crusade - perhaps the ninth official crusade.

Kahta had not been a target of the Empire since the beginning. In fact, the Empire hadn't known of Kahta until recently. However, it knew of Tyrandis' recent Christian revolutionization, and it quickly saw an oppurtunity to culture diplomatic alliances, not only with Tyrandis, but with the nation's friends - which were, indeed, some of the most prominent in the world. Consequently, both Emperor and Pope were extremely anxious to send assets to punish the heretics and ferment the growth of the Empire and of the Empire's church.

[Targul Frumost Naval Submarine Pen]
In the dark night of the Augustun Sea nigh the submarine pen at Targul Frumos was quiet as usual, slight ripples in the harbor's waters giving a rhythim and a gentle tug to the water's surface. Around the harbor the buildings were all primarily warehouses, however, underneath, perhaps some one hundred to three hundred meters depth, lay the secrets of Targul Frumos - that was, perhaps, the largest submarine pen in the world, holding a total of one hundred and fifty of over four hundred of the Empire's Toledo class Nuclear Submarines - soon to hold over two hundred. The most spectacular part was that it was all constructed underneath the harbor, where missiles and artillery shells would fail to make an impact on it, and in fact, where the submarines would be left untouched. Moreover, the defenses around the harbor were impeccable, but, in this case, the defense wouldn't matter much, as for the time being the Empire, and Tyrandis, would have the strategic initiative in any war.

In any case, unknown to the eyes above, or to the eyes in space - referring to sattelites - ten Toledo class SSNs slipped out of the underground pens, the wooden doors sliding open, revealing the dark black hull of ten submarines slicing through the water like a knife through butter. No flag was present, no marking to reveal its home country - however, it didn't matter - soon enough all would know that the Macabees was publicly supporting the incursions into Kahta, and soon enough Kahta would be demolished into the ground - except if a miracle occured. Each Toledo was loaded out to the maximum, with twenty Principe III missile launched torpedoes - designed for VLS tubes -, ten MT-3 torpedoes, and five MAT-1 anti-torpedoes. The loadout, although heavy, would be entirely necessary, as soon enough the submarines would be on missions to cripple Kahta's fleet, which although not must was known about it, it was assumed large.

But, the men crewing those submarines never feared, for they were amongst the best submarines in the world, and they were well aware of that fact. Indeed, not many could stand up to their power - only a select few, and they knew who they were. Soon enough, the name of the Empire would be known to many, including Kahta...

[News Release]
MNA Press Release
MACABEA,Macabee Empire - Today Pope Transguff I has ordered yet another crusade, against enemies unknownst. However, several indications point to the fact that it may have to do with the Tyrandis-Kahta crisis, as the Empire has attempted to join Tyrandis in his crusades for the past months. However, no hard cold facts exist to reinforce any arguments to this point.

We will bring more as the goverment releases more and more information. As for now they are being mighty reluctant to leak information although our men are on it.

Thank you, this is MNA.

OOC: I find it offensive that you are refusing to write "God" fully, and I will not RP with you if you continue to do that. Things like that are always intended to offend.

OOC: Actually, writing God G-d is considered, by myself and most other Christians, pious..but if it hurts you so much I will spell out the word God.

OOC: Actually, writing God G-d is considered, by myself and most other Christians, pious..but if it hurts you so much I will spell out the word God.

Thank you.

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The Papal Residence

News of the upcoming crusade by the Macabee Empire was rapidly conveyed to Pope John Paul III, courtesy of various public reports. It was rather amusing that for all the money that the Imperium spent on its spy networks and intelligence gathering capabilities, CNN and other televised news networks was really their best source of information. While one might have suspicions about a spy carrying around a video camera, for some reason or another virtually every person accepted a reporter and camera crew in their midst, the paranoid notwithstanding.

There had been various rumbles of Macabee intentions to aid the upcoming crusade against the blasphemers and Satanists, but the reports were always scattered or fragmented. With this latest dispatch from the MNA, there could be no doubt as to the target of their mobilization.

All of this was overwhelming in the extreme. The National Church first took interest in the rise of Transguff I and his country when they split off from the Vatican. Although the letter detailing his stand was clearly intended to be kept secret, the shockwaves of this schism rumbled through the very foundations of the Roman Catholic Church, reaching the ever-vigiliant ears of the National Church's sources within the College of Cardinals.

This latest development of a possible joint crusade was most unexpected, though certainly welcomed. War plans originally were set for the Imperium's armies to stand alone against the Kahtan military machine in a battle reminiscient of David and Goliath. Now, with the advent of such a powerful ally, it was certain that the soldiers of God would triumph over the heathens. However, Pope John Paul III needed to be certain that the Macabee Empire and its Church would indeed be aiding the Militant Imperium in holy war against Fabus.

Rising from his modest armchair of high-quality wood and leather as the television report concluded, the Pope walked over to a well-appointed desk. It held his personal stationery set. John Paul III picked up a golden fountain pen, dipped it in an ornate ink wheel, and wrote a letter. After a half-hour or so, he handed it off to an aide, who affixed the envelope with the Holy Seal of the Church, and addressed it to Pope Transguff I, the spiritual leader of the Macabee Empire.

Secret IC:


Greetings from the National Church of Tyrandis,

In these violent and uncertain times, it is the duty of the clergy to provide a source of guidance and strength to the laity. Your Eminence, I have seen that you have performed in this duty admirably.

Part of our obligation to the followers of God is to defend them from the godless pagans who threaten them with robbery, rape, and death. Transguff, I have heard your cries for action against them, and it does my ailing heart well to hear the voices of the pious against the heathen. I have seen that Kahta is not only an enemy to my people, but an enemy to all mankind.

I thus wish to inform your Eminence that the Imperium of Tyrandis has also made detailed preparations for divine struggle against the Kahtans. For joint interests, nay, for the interest of humanity itself, I propose that our two Churches ally themselves for this battle as the Catholics and Orthodox allied themselves in the days of our ancestors. The blasphemers are far too numerous for either of our churches to destroy alone.

If you choose to accept my request, the gratitude of the Tyrandisan nation and the world itself will be upon the Macabee Empire. The Lord God will be praised, and by proxy our churches and states, from every pulpit for delivering the lands from the festering sore of a country known as Kahta.

Please consider this message, and respond as soon as it is convienent.

Signed,
Pope John Paul III
Bishop of Sydney, National Church of Tyrandis

Transguff sat his desk located inside the spiraling tower of the Cathedral of Notre Dame in Macabea City, rising over four hundred feet over the concrete grounds of the bustling city below. His attendant, a used to be franciscan hustled in carrying a white envelope with a bright red seal on the lip, marking its origance from Tyrandis. The man handed the envelope over, bowing on his kneeds, murmuring, "This has arrived from Tyrandis, sire."

Transguff took it gently and dismissed his attendant, ordering him to close the doors behind him. The man did as told, and soon enough the thick oak doors sheltering Transguff in his office shut tight. Transguff took a deep breath and opened the letter, pouring over the words. A letter from tTyrandis could either mean that Tyrandis was ex-communicating him, as he did to the pope in the Vatican, or that they were interested in the recent call for crusade against the heretics. Either would be nerve wracking. However, the reception he receive was much better than he originally thought and he quickly responded, taking a piece of paper from under his desk and a pen from the holder beside him:

"Yes, you hold the truth in the palm of your hands. The necessity to destroy the heretics which have plagued this world since the beginning of time has only grown in the past years. However, unlike our ancestors we hold the power to complete this task, and the Empire, even without myself adressing the Emperor prior to agreeing to your request, will join in a crusade with Tyrandis against the evil, oppresant, and blasphemous, dark empire of Kahta.

Let our two churches unite against a common foe, and let us destroy whoever stands as an obstacle in our way. Perhaps, after this crusade, we can continue with our success, and outline new targets - and I think we all know who our next target would be should this happen - for Kahta knows him very well. But, let's leave the future for just that, the future.

So, in short, the Empire of the Golden Throne, the Second Empire, the Macabee Empire, whatever our holy Emperor decides to call his country today, will, in fact, join the holy crusade agaisnt Kahta, and assist in the destruction of said country."

Thus, the set was stage. Two churches, to vast empires, united agaisnt a single foe. Even should that enemy, son of Satan, be able to persuade allies to aid in a lost cause it was of no doubt that the two churches would succeed, because, to fail, would mean that there was no God.

Ten powerful sattelite arrays scanned the skies above Kahta, not looking through Kahta's land empire, but scouring through the seas - a neutral venture, and not a violation of international law, or Kahta's foreign policy. Consequently, the Empire of the Golden Throne was recording invaluable information for the war effort, that is, the position of Kahtan warships, and were the largest, and most powerful, concentrations of these said ships were. If the Empire was to commit itself to a successful war it would take more than just loyal warriors fighting for God, but military precision and a touch from the hand of the generals, who understood the implications of raw fighting more than those sitting on their chairs in the cathedrals and churches. All coordinates, and other information received, would be immediately downloaded onto a myriad of computers in the Empire - the same super computers which were receiving the information on Xeraph.

In any case, the ten Toledo class SSNs continued prowling the crisp waves as they moved towards Kahta, now only a hefty six hundred kilometers off. They would soon stop when they reached the five hundred kilometer mark, and then rise to four hundred feet under the waves to receive the much needed SSIX transmissions - or encrypted satellite data bursts - which would ensure them what was what, and where. With that information the Toledos would be ready to strike a heavy blow on Kahtan shipping, and without hiding the fact that it was the Macabee Empire which did so - the Empire had nothing to hide.

When the Kahtan navy received its blow the carrier task forces would set out from Macabea Harbor, laden with troops and material, ready to strike into Kahta and fight a war for Empire and God. Perhaps the wheels of war had stopped spinning, and like the wheels of fortune, had stopped on the slot marked war - for conflict now was inevitable.

OOC: No, I'm not going to agree to anything, since people are refusing to distinguish between civillians and military targets. Also, people are using weapons similar to WMD's such as Thermite, Napalm, and other heavy explosives If Kahta is destroyed, so be it, I'll take down those that oppose me at the same time. We can rebuild anew with funds stored in banks.
[OC- Wow. that's just.....wow. That is quite possibly the stupidest thing I've ever heard, no offense intended. A WMD is a weapon of mass destruction. It kills huge amounts of people in just one use, generally in the hundreds of thousands, if not millions.

Napalm, thermite, etc.... are weapons. That's it. Guess what thermite is used in? Torpedoes and anti-ship missiles. Plus my artillery shells. Napalm is in artillery shells, missiles, etc...and can only kill what it lands on. Sure, lots of it will kill lots of people, but the same applies to high explosives.

And yeah, as for that rebuilding anew? Um, you do realize that a nation annihilated by nukes, chemical weapons, and bioweapons....err, how to put this mildly.....can't rebuild? Right. Considering death tolls, land destruction, etc... In all probability, it would be safer for you to have citizens flee and not try to bring nukes into this. Nukes that you shouldn't even possess due to cost, as I've already proven.
OOC: I doubt anyone will survive upper atmosphere blasts followed by low altitude blasts. The first blast disables non-hardened electronics, the others destroy whats on the ground. If I'm going down, everyone else is going with me.
It's called shielding. it's already been addressed. It's also a reason why every electronics iem in my nation is shielded at least a little bit in some way. Yes, even the toasters. We make toasters that will survive an EMP burst.

OOC: Yes, I would. 75% is the highest accepted SDI number, so even if it was a higher number, 1,000 nukes, evenly spaces of 15 megatons each, would destroy a country.
Errr, first, it isn't. Around middle 80's is about normal, higher if you pump research into a system. But that's one system. Just one. Most people will have multiple systems. Hell, example of me. I've got six different long-range systems, three space-based ones, eight medium range, 14 short range, and robot interceptors and the like from the airforce. That percentage of success? Suddenly got a whoooole lot higher.

And though that may be the paranoid end of the spectrum, most others will have something with at least half that much protection. At least.

OOC: I find it offensive that you are refusing to write "God" fully, and I will not RP with you if you continue to do that. Things like that are always intended to offend.
There's that use of OOC thoughts to influence IC actions (as ignores are most decidedly IC) Didn't you get angry over someone else doing this? For shame.]

Minor bump for the night, I'll make another IC post tomorrow.

OOC: Also, Samtonia, although you are completely correct, I rather not have this raked with OOC, especially that kind - because it puts players on their nerves..and I know how Kahta feels.

Here - the OOC thread

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8132978#post8132978

tag- might decide to get in on this

OOC: TAG also. However I'm not interested if:

a) It will turn into nuke fest. *looks at Kahta*

b) Kahta DA-ishly ignores people for stupid and irrelevant things like writing 'G-d' instead of 'God'.

OOC: Seeing as how a major part of my war plan involves troop movements from Sevarian territory into Kahta, I guess we'll have to put this thing on hold until he gets back.