NationStates Jolt Archive

The Emperor gazed a long time out his Throne-Room window, the soft evening breeze ever so slightly moving the curtains. " So, she's made her move, eh? Stupid woman. She really thinks she can get away with this... this uprising."

John Strickland, Commander of the Xeraphian Military, sat sharpening his sword, a long, slim katana-like weapon with a wickedly sharp edge to it. " Yes, yes she does. And it really doesn't surprise me that that idiot Wulf of Wolfanga joined her. I hear Decepticus is wavering...........fools. Why the hell did you agree to let them migrate to our territory? They repay us with treachery!"

" Calm down, John," Alaric replied. " We have vassal nations down there that can easily handle them. However, we must show the world that the Empire is not to be trifled with. Treason must be dealt with in the most severe manner. The world will never forget how the Xeraphian Emperor dealt with traitors............."

OOC: I'll start carpet-bombing rebel-held cities whenever you're ready. This is gunna be good. TAGGIFIED.

OOC: I'll start carpet-bombing rebel-held cities whenever you're ready. This is gunna be good. TAGGIFIED.

OOC>Thanks, but please hold off for a while. I'm going to have this be a fairly long, well-written thread. Not just a slash-and-hack and bomb the shit outta them. And any allies that wish to help squash the rebellion will be welcomed, but in very small numbers. I won't be accepting thousands of soldiers from many nations, just a few dozen from as many that want to help. Sharpen your writing skills, people...........and be creative, take your time, and be ready for a particularly gruesome ending.

King Ricala was quaffing an ice-cold beer, when he heard a most disturbing sound.....one he couldn't quite place at first, but then the growing realisation of what it was propelled him out of his chair, and into a dead run towards his bunker, about 75 yards away across the green grass of his palace grounds.
" Get the Queen and the children in the bunker NOW! Move, move, move!!!" he screamed at his body guards, the famed, and deadly, Black Hoods, so named because of the heavy veil of metal mesh that covered their head and face. Not even the King had ever seen the face of a Black Hood Guard. They just appeared one day, accompanied by one of an even stranger bunch of inhabitants of the out-lying areas of the kingdom. He was Zyn, of the Community of the White-Robed Monks, who lived in virtual isolation in the desert of Auralinia.
" Your Majesty....." The King remembered the mocking twinkle in Zyn's eyes as he bowed before him. " Your Majesty, I wish to present to you a group of the legendary Black Hoods, for you are going to soon need their protection."
The Black Hoods! Legendary yes. Mothers told their children tales of the Black Hoods to their children...especially when the children weren't behaving. What the Black Hoods would do to them for disobeying. That was usually all it took. Even grown men trembled at the name of the Black Hoods. But they were just a story...nobody in recent memory had ever seen one, never mind 20 them. Yet, here they stood, as plain as day, in all their horrific glory.
They were not of a uniform height, but all were over 6 feet tall, completely covered in a thin, shimmering material of grey and black. They were not obviously armed with anything, yet Ricala knew they were armed to the teeth. They never spoke, nor gave any indication that they heard anything, but they always knew what the King wanted. And they always delivered it up to him in a most efficient manner.
Ricala remembered that as soon as he had finished staring at the Black Hoods, he turned to the Monk to ask a question, but Zyn was no where to be seen.
Now these guards moved at a speed unthinkable for humans, forming a shield around the King and Queen of Auralinia.
The sound? The sound was the shrill, pulsing scream of the air-raid sirens, hammering out the code for the deadliest missile attack known to man: ICBM's.
"Got to get word to Alaric," he thought..............

OOC>Thanks, but please hold off for a while. I'm going to have this be a fairly long, well-written thread. Not just a slash-and-hack and bomb the shit outta them. And any allies that wish to help squash the rebellion will be welcomed, but in very small numbers. I won't be accepting thousands of soldiers from many nations, just a few dozen from as many that want to help. Sharpen your writing skills, people...........and be creative, take your time, and be ready for a particularly gruesome ending.

OOC: Alright, I guess I'll send in a Special Operations Observation team when I get the time to write it up. Maybe a few journalists to get chewed up by shrapnel, too...

OOC: Alright, I guess I'll send in a Special Operations Observation team when I get the time to write it up. Maybe a few journalists to get chewed up by shrapnel, too...

OOC> cool...perfect

The screams had finally died down. Just a few soft sobs, all that was left of the carnage carried out by Brijah's men. But Brijah knew it had been necessary. A village that disobeyed it's rightful ruler had to be punished. He hadn't done it without seeking permission, however.
Vammpyr was a new nation, being admitted to the region of Remus, which was located within the boundaries of the Empire of Xeraph. Alaric Tan'it, a distant, distant relative, had granted them entry into one of the premier nations of the world. And this they had done, along with their blood-brothers, Ryd Blydd.
The problem was that their kinsman, Vlad, of the Grey Phoenix, had given them dominon over all the territory of the former nation of Spider Death, a long-gone nation of Xeraph, now a province. The people at first grumbled about "foreigners" ruling over them.....grumbling which turned into out and out resistence. Vlad had given the go-ahead to the tribesmen to deal with it as they saw fit. What the tribesmen saw fit to do was gruesome.
They rode quickly and silently into the rebellious village one evening around dinner time. The villagers had no time to gather resistence. Vampires were as silent as they were deadly.
Yes...vampires. They were real, though not the motion-picture notion of vampires. Yes, they were the walking dead, brought back to life by a second bite of a vampire. Yes, they needed blood as nourishment. But only about every 60 days or so. And most of the time, animals filled that need.
No silver bullets, no wooden stakes, no crosses....none of these things affected vampires. They could only die when their head was cut from their body. They were unhumanly strong. They could lift a war-horse above their head without appaent effort.
So when they tore the villagers to pieces, it really wasn't much of an event.
Pieces of human beings were strewn across the village commons, blood spattered everywhere. They were careful to kill only the leaders of the village resistence, leaving the innocent alone. All told, 21 men died that night, in a most painful and horrible fashion.
But the effect was immediate. All other villages that were restless soon ceased their grumbling, and obeyed the Emperor's wishes.

A youth came running up to Brijah. " Lord, word has come from the Emperor's Palace that we are to prepare ourselves for defense of our new nation."

" What? What is it? Speak up boy!"

" SIre, at least 2 nations in the Empire have set plans to rebell against the Emperor. Word has it that they have an undisclosed location, where they have their 'secret weapon'."

Brijah pondered this news. He would need more information. " Boy, get to the Palace, and bring back some actual facts. It's only about 13,000miles to Xeraphia...you'll be back in no time."

"Yes sire, it will be done."

One thing the vampires couldn't do was be beamed from one place to another. They had no souls, no spirit, and so for some reason, they exploded when subject to the TransBeam energy process. So vampires had to travel the old fashioned way...by jet.

" And don't forget your manners," Brijah told the boy. " I don't want the Emperor thinking that we're just a bunch of blood-sucking rubes."

" Alaric, they've struck."

Alaric looked up from the book he was reading, barking orders. " Alright, send the Carrier Battle Groups into the area, but make sure they have no radar. I want them to think that they've caught us by surprise. Any of their airforce gets into the air, let them get out of range of land and then shoot them down. Keep me apprised of the situation."

The President's Cabinet stared at her, their mouths hanging open, not believing what they had just heard.
" Oh, shut your mouths," the President yelled. " Alaric is only human, not the immortal warrior he makes himself to be. He can be defeated. And we here in this room can rule the Empire in his place."
She scanned the room, going face to face, some registering fear, some disbelief, and in yet others she found what she was looking for....the slightly crazed glint of greed. These were the ones she needed. These were the ones who would help her....or die trying. For too long, she had been under the thumb of this half-breed, self-styled Emperor. She knew who he really was...nothing more than a mongrel mix of Wolfen, Vampire, Human...and something that filled even her with awe: part of Alaric Tan'it's ancestry included Tanith, of Atlantean and Lemurian descent, the greatest warrior-king the world had ever known. AH, but this was thousands of years ago.
" He doesn't know what we're planning, and he doesn't know what our little secret is." She grinned evilly.
" Before you start asking stupid questions, no we're not in this alone. Wolfanga and Decepticus have agreed to help us in overthrowing the Emperor."
Marcus, the Secretary of Defense, stared incredulously. " Wolfanga? they're barely out of the Stone Age. Wulf can't even speak properly." He was screaming now. " What the hell were you thinking, you stupid fucking woman?
We're going to be killed for this! Do you really think we can defeat Xeraph? Are you out of your fucking mind?" He got up as if to run out of the room, but President H.R. Klintin calmly raised her Walther .380 and fired three shots in a rapid manner. Marcus stopped dead in his tracks, and looked down at his chest, where three neat holes were spurting blood. He looked at her with a puzzled look...and then collapsed in the doorway of the Cabinet Room. He was dead.
" Anyone else think I'm stupid?" President Klintin asked.

OOC: ROFL! Klintin!

Alaric paced nervously. " So, Decepticus has decided to throw in with Crawling Death. This changes things a bit. Decepticus is actually the strongest of the three rebel nations. But they still don't know that WE know what they're up to."

Lt. Major Srery chimed in, " Yeah, true. But Alaric, we need to do something....soon. The Three of them together may not be able to defeat us, but they can do one hell of a lot of damage. And it isn't necessary, y'know."

" Yes, your'e right. OK, what do we have down there? And where's the report on their battle-readiness?"

"Coming right up, Alaric."

Admiral Davis was enjoying his morning coffee when the situation board lit up. " What the fuck is it now?", he wondered. What it was, was treachery and rebellion........

" Ensign, notify the Commanders of these CBG's that they are to steam towards the southern coast of the Empire. We have a situation down there that requires our immediate response."

The ensign glanced at the memo. " The 67th and 91st sir? The Stealth Task Force? What the hell could be going on that would require both stealth CBG's to be deployed to the same area?"

Davis eyed him coldly. " I don't recall asking your opinion, ensign. You are on a 'need to know' basis, and right now, you need to know that if you question me again, I'll hit you so hard that when you wake up, your clothes will be out of style. Now, move your ass!"

" Aye, aye, Admiral. On my way. Yessir........"

tag as a Woodstock Pact ally

I've posted a thread on the rebellion at the Woodstock Pact boards.

tag as a Woodstock Pact ally

I've posted a thread on the rebellion at the Woodstock Pact boards.

Outstanding....thanks my friend...

The Grey Legions express concern over the situation in Xeraph. While not formally in alliance with Xeraph, we would send a token military unit in the defense of Xeraph's sovreignty. Our 1st Division Paratroop Unit is standing by.

Lord Sethanis

" John, who's this guy Sethanis? And what the hell are the Grey Legions?"

John Strickland, Commander of the Xeraphian Forces glanced at the screen. " Don't exactly recall, Alaric. I seem to remember a nation with a similar name from years ago....something to do with ARM."

" ARM? That was ages ago! Perhaps the rebuilt remnants of a former ally. OK, lets see what they've got. Send an note to Sethanis that we are happy to accept a small force, say, 250 troopers. Agreed?"

"Sounds like a plan....I'll get right on it."

OOC: I can always help the rebels if you want, otherwise i'll keep my nose out, heh.

OOC: I can always help the rebels if you want, otherwise i'll keep my nose out, heh.

OOC> let me think about that one. I have an ultimate purpose in all of this that might make having you as an occupying force a wrench in the works.

OOC: I didn't mean overt support, more funnelling them weapons and supplies etc.

OOC: I didn't mean overt support, more funnelling them weapons and supplies etc.

that would still implicate you, and I dont want to have to invade you as part of this thread....but let me think about it

that would still implicate you, and I dont want to have to invade you as part of this thread....but let me think about it

OOC: Sure, TG me if you want me to get involved.

President Klintin strode to the dais, fully outfitted in the garb of an Armored Trooper. In her hand was The Plan. The Plan was essentially simple: the forces of Crawling Death were to combine with those of Wolfanga and Decepticus in a three-pronged attack against the nations of Auralinia and The Grey Phoenix, staunch allies of the mongrel nation of Xeraph. Air, sea and land forces were attacking The Grey Phoenix conventionally, while ICBM's had been launched towards Auralinia.

" My loyal supporters," she began. " Our glorious army, navy, and air force has begun the assault that will culminate in the overthrow of the dog-emperor, Alaric Tan'it. Our destiny is manifest....we cannot fail because we have Providence on our side. There is a long history of Xeraph's oppressive tactics in our world, and we are the vehicle that will cause Xeraph to reap what it has sown."

She thought, " That should mollify the bible-thumpers. I'll rid this nation of them after I have dealt with Alaric."

" Our Generals and Admirals have plotted an invincible Plan for the accomplishment of our aims. It is simply this: as David defeated Goliath, so shall the Triumvirate Alliance defeat the Xeraphian Empire."

" I shall be updating the nation periodically on the progress of the Plan. That is all for now."

" My Lord, the attack on Xeraph has begun with the launching of ICBM's against Auralinia. This apparently has coincided with an air, sea, and land attack against Grey Phoenix. Our troops are presently on full alert in Grey Phoenix."

Sethanis pondered this developement. " So, Klintin really thinks she can pull this off, huh? Very well, have Field Marshall Althis make his stand in the north-western sector of grey Phoenix. The brunt of the attack will undoubtedly occur there. And keep me informed."

" Yes , my Lord."

The first missile struck as the King and Queen were assessing the situation.

" Sire, an ICBM has leveled the Embassies of Grey Phoenix, and Xeraph. We are tracking at least eight more missiles, all headed towards the central section of the capitol."

" Bastards!", the King exclaimed. " OK, they want to play rough, we can play rough. Commence the launch code, coordinates the capitols of Crawling Death, Wolfanga, and Decepticus. Include in those coordinates the seaports and manufacturing areas of those nations. Leave the residential sectors out....for now."

Within minutes, 10 frag-head ICBM's lifted off from the silos in the Auralinian
mountains. In a few minutes more, widespread devastation would occur in the nations of Crawling Death, Wolfanga, and Decepticus.

" Alaric, ICBM's have struck Auralinia. The King and Queen are reported safe, but much of the capitol is gone."

" Nukes?", the Emperor asked.

" Apparently not. No mushroom clouds reported."

" Are the CBG's in place yet?"

" Yes, Alaric, they are. What are your orders?"

" Commence Operation Rebel Death at once. Full-scale, overwhelming force...nothing less. I want this over quickly."

The CD OpCenter was a madhouse. Waging a war on three fronts simultaneously was a bit more trouble than Klintin anticipated.

" Madame President, Wolfanga has been hit with multiple warheads, and more are on the way to Decepticus and..........oh my God, here!"

" Keep calm, Major. What else?"

" Xeraph itself has launched an attack from it's off-shore CBG's. Approximately 212 Talons, Copperheads, and Python bombers are en route to coordinates within our nation. More Naval and air units are arriving in the area as we speak. Madame President, we cannot long withstand attacks from several nations at one time. We need to act quickly."

" Yes...hmmm...have Wulf send a communication to Xeraph pleading for a truce. That should buy us some time. And launch 6 more missiles towards Auralinia. I want that son-of-a-bitch Ricala dead. And prepare to launch the nuclear ICBM's."

" What coordinates, Ma'am?"

" Why, Xeraphia, of course............"

" Nukes? She's launching nukes?" Alaric couldn't believe it. " She's insane. Is the Grid activated?"

" Yessir. She can launch up to 15 missiles, and none will get through. ANy more tha that and we'll have a problem."

" OK, good. Contact Genghiz......it's his turn."

Genghiz........the semi-mythical leader of the Black Katanas, the Xeraphian Empire's answer to the samaurai-ninja concept developed by ancient Japan.
The plan was to have six squadrons of Katanas infiltrate the CD capitol at 1/2 hour intervals. Each squad was made up of 6 individuals trained in the art of assassination, each one armed to the teeth. One of them would get through to the OpCenter, where Klintin was holed up. It was a suicide mission...everyone of them knew it, but they were determined to succeed. The fate of Xeraph depended on it.

The Royal Air Force's Python Bombers were the first to attack Wolfanga. They were followed by 200 F-111 fighter-bombers who promptly decimated the Wolfangan forces defending their nation. Thousands of Wolfangan soldiers died in those first few minutes of the aerial bombardment. A token enemy squadron of antique Wildcats managed to take off from a dirt runway, but within minutes were smoldering wreckage on the outskirts of Wulf's cave-sanctuary.

" That fuckin' bitch! She said we would be reinforced! Where the fuck is she? We're gettin' creamed!", Wulf screamed over the sound of the explosions all around him. " Get hold of the Xeraphian commander. Tell him we surrender. All we do now is hope for their mercy, or be blown to pieces. DO IT NOW, DAMMIT! Before there's nothing left of our army to surrender!"

The surrender notice was received, rejected, and returned with a simple note attached: " If you lie down with Dogs, you should expect to get up with fleas. Your intention to surrender is noted, and rejected. Prepare to die."

Just as Wulf's hand crushed the note, a deafening explosion blotted everything out. When he woke, it was to find his sanctuary demolished, his men all dead, and his right hand, arm, leg, and foot missing. Then the pain hit. As he gazed, screaming, at his intestines spilling out onto the ground, his last thought was of President H.R. Klintin of the nation of Crawling Death, she who had caused this to happen, and the last gurgling thing he said was, "curse her, damn her, may she rot in hell............"

" Alaric, Wolfanga has signalled surrender.........wait...oh my. It's apparently too late. Gen. Strickland rejected the surrender. He is reporting 13,000 +- Wolfangan troops dead, thousands more wounded and missing."

" He rejected the surrender, eh? Well, good for him.......rotten traitorous bastards deserved no less. What of Wulf? Did he survive?"

"No sir. Our first unit into the area says there's not much left of him."

" Good. Take what's left and beam it into the military center in Decepticus. That might just get their attention."

" Yessir...right away sir."

MEMO
From: Burnsian News Net Hub in Xeraphia
To: Xeraph Air Force Command (Reroute accordingly)

To whom it may concern,

The BNN News helicopters, registrations N18319 and N10931, are currently on station in Xeraphia. Pilots Craig Marshall (N18319) and Gary Nemchak (N10931) would like to request a no-fly-zone admittance pass for the next month of news coverage. We assure you that the helicopters are strictly for information network purposes, and all footage will only be aired on BNN news. All fees are included.

Sincerely,
Gina Major
Director of BNN Xeraphia

MEMO
From: Burnsian News Net Hub in Xeraphia
To: Xeraph Air Force Command (Reroute accordingly)

To whom it may concern,

The BNN News helicopters, registrations N18319 and N10931, are currently on station in Xeraphia. Pilots Craig Marshall (N18319) and Gary Nemchak (N10931) would like to request a no-fly-zone admittance pass for the next month of news coverage. We assure you that the helicopters are strictly for information network purposes, and all footage will only be aired on BNN news. All fees are included.

Sincerely,
Gina Major
Director of BNN Xeraphia

From: Xeraphian Air Command
To: Gina Major, BNN

Permission granted. Be advised that Xeraph, and Xeraphia in particular, is currently being targeted by enemy ICBMs. You will be responsible for your own safety when in your aircraft. When on the ground, accomodations will be provided at AirBase 12, southern sector, Quadrant 4, Maxellus, Xeraph. This AirBase is approx 60 miles from Xeraphia. Ground transportation is arranged.

Col. A.J. "Skip" Jackson
CMDR AirBase 12
Maxellus, Xeraph

From: Xeraphian Air Command
To: Gina Major, BNN

Permission granted. Be advised that Xeraph, and Xeraphia in particular, is currently being targeted by enemy ICBMs. You will be responsible for your own safety when in your aircraft. When on the ground, accomodations will be provided at AirBase 12, southern sector, Quadrant 4, Maxellus, Xeraph. This AirBase is approx 60 miles from Xeraphia. Ground transportation is arranged.

Col. A.J. "Skip" Jackson
CMDR AirBase 12
Maxellus, Xeraph

Re

Thank you very much. The BNN thanks you for your dedication to freedom of the press during these trying times.

AirBase 12
Southern Sector
Quadrant 4
Maxellus

"And we're live in three, two, one... on air!" yelled the cameraman over the din of helicopter blades. The news correspondent, a slim, attractive female in her early thirties began reading the teleprompter attached to the side of the camera.

"We're here live in Maxellus, Xeraph where our helicopter is just taking off from AirBase 12. We're getting little preliminary information, however we do know that at this time the city of Xeraphia, and our BNN news hub, is being targeted by enemy ICBM strikes. This came directly from Col. A.J. "Skip" Jackson, commander of AirBase 12. We'll get in the sky shortly to see if we can spot any Xeraphian troop movements coming out of the underground bunkers. If you look to the left of me here (the camera pans), you can see the King's throne room, at a dizzying height, splitting the skyline. We have not been informed as to whether the King is still residing in the throne room, but a rational person wouldn't think so. Such a large building is very open to attack. Back to you in Highfather, Greg."

"Aaaand, cut," said the cameraman. "Get into the helicopter Jane, we've got some footage to shoot."

There was a brief lull in the War of Rebellion. Most of Wolfanga lie in ruins, it's military all but annihilated, it's leader, Wulf, dead.
Decepticus fought on, holding the ground forces of the combined Xeraphian/Phoenixian/Grey Legionairres Task Force to a bare foot-hold within the traitorious nation.
The United States of Crawling Death had launched tactical nuclear warheads against Xeraphia, the Xeraphian capitol. All but 2 had been shot down. The two that had gotten through The Grid, Xeraph's magnetic-web missile defense system, took out AirBase 71 and a munitions plant 22 miles outside the capitol, and the other hit the northeast sector of Xeraphia, the mushroom cloud seen for miles.
Losses were staggering, but would have been much worse if not for the fact that the majority of the inhabitants of Xeraphia lived underground. Approx 17,000 were vaporized, another52,000 affected by the peripheral fallout. All of the infrastructure affected were the embassies in that section of the city.

Emperor Alaric Tan'it personally inspected the devastation, vowing revenge.

The first squadron of the Black Katanas reached the rendevous point approx 13 minutes ahead of schedule. Here, they were to wait for an unspecified reinforcement unit.
" Why the hell do we need reinforcement, sir? We and our other Katana brothers can easily complete our mission without them."

Genghiz glared at the assassin. " Because the Emperor has ordered it, that's why. The Katanas may be a sovreign nation, but we are under the direct command of Alaric Tan'it, as were our ancestors, and as our descendants will be."

Alaric Tan'it.......the name alone produced an almost tangible aura of awe among the Katanas. His legendary feats on the road to the throne of Xeraph was the subject of endless hours of tale-telling, and in some cases with the aged veterans, reminiscing. " Just how old Alaric is, is unknown. Our best guess puts him at between 173 and 201. In all probability, he is much older," one of the grizzled warriors said. " My great-grandfather served under him, back in the days when Xeraph was known as the Wastelands. That was over 300 years ago."
" Aye," another veteran chimed in. " I recall as a young man meeting with Alaric in a camp similar to this, 53 years ago, on the outskirts of what is now Maxellus, near the AirBase. We were deciding what to do about the Wolfen that were massed nearby, ready to attack us at dawn. Now THERE was worthy opponents, vicious, barbaric, without mercy. I remember........."
" OK, OK, old-timer, we've heard the story before, at least 50 times. " A chuckle ran around the group. They would have gladly heard it again, but there was a rustling in the bushes, 35 feet away. " Heads up, gentlemen."

What...who... came out of the brush were another example of the diversity of the forces Alaric commanded.

The men of the nations of Vhammpyr and Ryd Blydd were vampires. Not what Hollywood portrayed them as, but vampires none the less. You couldn't hear a vampire move. Stealth was an understatement. They had rustled the brush so as not to startle the Katanas, themselves a silent group.

The apparent leader of the vampires smiled crookedly. " You should really train your sentinals a bit better, sir. We could have gotten in here and slit your throats before you even knew what hit you."

Up until this moment, the Katanas were second to none as to surveillance and recon. Watchfullness was their strong point.

Genghiz made himself calm down. " Never mind that crap, we're here to do a job............"

Over AirBase 71

"Get ready Jane," yelled the cameraman over his headset.

"I'm ready, damnit! Start filming!" Jane yelled in reply, over the whup whup whup of helicopter blades.

"Three, two, one... go!"

"BNN News is live over the mangled scene of Xeraphian AirBase 71! Two missiles of the volley launched at Xeraphia have snuck through 'The Grid', the Xeraphian Missile Defense System, and have reportedly hit northeast Xeraphia and a military complex twenty-two miles outside of the city. BNN News has also identified the United States of Crawling Death as the perpetrator, and rumor runs rampant that Helljumpers are being mobilized for a full attack on the USCD. Military officials declined comment..."

Memo
Helljumper High Command
Han's, The Burnsian Desert

Alaric,

I'm keeping this short and sweet. First off, I'm alive; don't believe everything you hear on the news. I'm registered as Nami Ronama, Helljumper. I've seen action... enough action to say that I'm going into Crawling Death next. I need clearance from you. Not a lackey, you. We're leveling Crawling Death, and my squad is the first in. See you soon...

Regards,
Ex-Queen Rachel A. Romalia
Leader, Helljumper Squad 12-1


ATTACHMENTS:
My Squad (I'm not in the picture) (http://www.specialoperations.com/Navy/SEALs/desert%20seals.jpg)

If Xeraph does not step down as head of TEOO, Green Sun, despite our hatred for rebels, will aid the anti-goverment forces in Xeraph.

If Xeraph does not step down as head of TEOO, Green Sun, despite our hatred for rebels, will aid the anti-goverment forces in Xeraph.

#1: Xeraph is not the head of TEOO. It is jointly ruled by ALL the members of TEOO.

#2: What's your problem?

If Xeraph does not step down as head of TEOO, Green Sun, despite our hatred for rebels, will aid the anti-goverment forces in Xeraph.

Addendum:

#3: Make just one move towards aiding the rebels, and you will be considered no better than them, and will be included in their fate.

#4: I call upon the members of TEOO to expell Green Sun from the Alliance. Reason: unexplained accusations and alledged treason.

Until this issue is addressed, Xeraph considers Green Sun IGNORED, unless they aid the rebels. In that case, and that case only, Green Sun will be attacked and destroyed by the Empire of Xeraph.

With how much you send us into, we thought you were.

Green Sun is very pissed that you have attacked the RWC.


You have no power over me, Xeraph. You cannot eject me. You may have founded TEOO, but it is run by its members. You have broken the very rule TEOO runs by. You are irresponsible and unfit to lead us. If you want to eject me, then you'll find I have more support than you do, Xeraph. Either explain your actions, Xeraph, or you will be suspended from TEOO.

With how much you send us into, we thought you were.

Green Sun is very pissed that you have attacked the RWC.


You have no power over me, Xeraph. You cannot eject me. You may have founded TEOO, but it is run by its members. You have broken the very rule TEOO runs by. You are irresponsible and unfit to lead us. If you want to eject me, then you'll find I have more support than you do, Xeraph. Either explain your actions, Xeraph, or you will be suspended from TEOO.

#1: Xeraph HAS NOT attacked the RWC, nor any individual nation within it.

#2: With all due respect to the sovreign nation of Green Sun, you are in no position to demand ANYTHING of Xeraph, nor does Xeraphnedd to explain ANYTHING to Green Sun.

#3: If the majority of the members of TEOO want to eject Xeraph, then let the due process prevail.

#1: Xeraph HAS NOT attacked the RWC, nor any individual nation within it.

#2: With all due respect to the sovreign nation of Green Sun, you are in no position to demand ANYTHING of Xeraph, nor does Xeraphnedd to explain ANYTHING to Green Sun.

#3: If the majority of the members of TEOO want to eject Xeraph, then let the due process prevail.

Xeraph....get on the alliance forums. Get on them now.

Even so, if Xeraph does not give us a good reason for his actions against the RWC by 7:00 (RL time) Xeraph will be suspended from TEOO for 31 years (NS)

Even so, if Xeraph does not give us a good reason for his actions against the RWC by 7:00 (RL time) Xeraph will be suspended from TEOO for 31 years (NS)

You cannot do this, so don't even bother threatening such. I wish for him to get onto the alliance forums, ASAP, and failure to do so WILL result in actions against you, Xeraph.

Legally within TEOO, I cannot, but we will vote on whether or not the suspension will be lifted.

You cannot do this, so don't even bother threatening such. I wish for him to get onto the alliance forums, ASAP, and failure to do so WILL result in actions against you, Xeraph.


Please see "general forum". I have replied.

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OOC: In the interest of good RP, EVERYONE GET TO THE ALLIANCE FORUMS AND FLAME EACH OTHER THERE! DON'T RUIN A PERFECTLY GOOD RP.

Our grateful ally, Xeraph, has begun a rebellion. "Oh my god! What will I do now?!" cries the Congress of Hawaii. "We must save the citizens. Layfield!"

"Yes?" replies Layfield. "What do you need?"

"Send some Peacekeeping Soldiers to.. uh.. Xeraph."

"How many, sir?"

"About 60,000."

"Yes sir."

Memo
Helljumper High Command
Han's, The Burnsian Desert

Alaric,

I'm keeping this short and sweet. First off, I'm alive; don't believe everything you hear on the news. I'm registered as Nami Ronama, Helljumper. I've seen action... enough action to say that I'm going into Crawling Death next. I need clearance from you. Not a lackey, you. We're leveling Crawling Death, and my squad is the first in. See you soon...

Regards,
Ex-Queen Rachel A. Romalia
Leader, Helljumper Squad 12-1


ATTACHMENTS:
My Squad (I'm not in the picture) (http://www.specialoperations.com/Navy/SEALs/desert%20seals.jpg)

Repost.

"Green Sun has sacked the man who announced our previous announcements. Green Sun will NOT aid the rebels. Now where the hell did George go?" President Uziel said this morning. All military forces have been relaxed, but since there is an ever-growing chance of attack from Neo Black Sun, tehy are still ready.

Our grateful ally, Xeraph, has begun a rebellion. "Oh my god! What will I do now?!" cries the Congress of Hawaii. "We must save the citizens. Layfield!"

"Yes?" replies Layfield. "What do you need?"

"Send some Peacekeeping Soldiers to.. uh.. Xeraph."

"How many, sir?"

"About 60,000."

"Yes sir."


The Emperor is grateful for the reinforcements from the HI. Please split your forces into three roughly equal forces, and assign them to the following:

Force Alpha: southeastern front, border of Crawling Death

Force Beta: northeastern front, borders of Crawling Death and Decepticus

Force Gamma: east-central borders between Wolfanga and Crawling Death. This is primarily a mop-up assignment. Wolfanga is defeated, but Decepticus is still strong and resisting.

Rest assured that the commanders of the Empire are at this time deploying armored troopers to the same sectors. Approx 150,000 will arrive shortly.

Again, thank you, HI

Gen. Strickland, CMDR EX Forces

OOC: Sigh, Xer, did you see my post?

OOC: Sigh, Xer, did you see my post?


OOC> Yes, my dear, I did. So glad your'e alive and well and committing mayhem......just like the good old days.

OOC> Yes, my dear, I did. So glad your'e alive and well and committing mayhem......just like the good old days.

IC> Be advised, Trooper Ronama, that there is a dual force on the outskirts of the CD capitol. The Black Katanas and the Squad from Vhammpyr/Ryd Blydd are presently finalizing plans to capture President Klintin of Crawling Death. That's correct: CAPTURE, not kill.
The Emperor wants her alive. Everyone else may die, but we want Klintin alive.
If you wish, you may rendevous with above infiltrators and combine forces.
We must limit your people to no more than 12, as that would bring the total force up to 36.

Lt. Col. Nordstrom, SpecOps, EX Military

The new leader of Decepticus, Siouxzy Cu, checked her makeup in a shard of mirror. Squinting in the half-light, she was finally satisfied.

" OK, you morons, what's the latest from CD and Wolfanga?"

" My Lady, Wolfanga is defeated. A combined force from Grey Legions, the Hawaiian Islands, and Xeraph are now mopping up. Pres. Klintin is still alive and well, and is presently in very deep shit, due to the sneak nuclear attack
on the capitol of Xeraph. Casualties there are reported in the 10's of thousands."

" That wasn't really very bright of her, was it?", Lady Cu said. " Alaric is gonna tear her a new one for that little escapade. So, Colonel, what do you think of my plan to 'surrender' to Xeraphian forces, and then slaughter them when they least expect it?"

" Lady, with all due respect, that's not an honorable way to wage war. If you want to hurt Xeraph, there are forthright ways of doing it."

" Forthright? Honorable? If I'd been forthright and honorable, then you'd still have that asshole El Goar in charge here! If I were forthright and honorable, then I'd never have gotten close enough to Goar to shove that knitting needle through his eye socket and into his brain! Forthright and honorable my ass!"

" And a shapely ass it is, my Lady...........", as the Colonel winked.

" Hmmmm.....flattery may just get you somewhere, Colonel. OK, for right now, I want those annoying gnats from the Grey Legions annihilated. We've been dicking around with them too long. Then, send the Mountain Corp Units around to the south to flank those disgusting vampire thingys. Finally, set coordinates of my escape pod for that little island in the South Pacific you told me about. One minute after we lift off, I want all nuclear ICBM's launched at Xeraph: the naval bases, air bases, and that JMOB they're so damn proud of. By the time they know what hit them, we'll be in our own little tropical paradise. Who gives a shit about this pathetic excuse of a country?" She glanced at the Colonel, a lascivious grin on her face, " Y'know, I just love a man in uniform............."

" OK, good. Wolfanga is ours, and that ditz in Decepticus is planning her escape. Here's what we're gonna do, gentlemen. I don't want any more of the infrastructure of Decepticus damaged. So instead of blowing it to pieces, use the Neutron Missiles. Once Decepticus is ours, all we need to do is subdue CD, capture and try Klintin, execute Klintin, and declare the former nations of Decepticus, Crawling Death, and Wolfanga are now to be known as the Dominion of the Grey Legions. That will consolidate all that territory, and make Auralinia and Grey Legions neighbors. How are the Katanas doing?"

" Sir, they have rendevoused with the vampires and the contingent known as the HellJumpers."

" HellJumpers? That's TBD, isn't it?"

"Yessir. Trooper Ronama insists in being in on the kill."

" She knows that we want Klintin alive, doesn't she?"

"Yessir, she's aware of this.

" Good." Alaric dropped his voice, " Do you know who Ronama really is, General?"

Strickland shook his head. " No......who?"

" Remember that little snot of a girl who became Queen?"

Strickland's eyes widened, " Rachel? Queen Rachel? Where the hell did she come from?"

" I dunno, John, but she always shows up at the most interesting times....."

IC> Be advised, Trooper Ronama, that there is a dual force on the outskirts of the CD capitol. The Black Katanas and the Squad from Vhammpyr/Ryd Blydd are presently finalizing plans to capture President Klintin of Crawling Death. That's correct: CAPTURE, not kill.
The Emperor wants her alive. Everyone else may die, but we want Klintin alive.
If you wish, you may rendevous with above infiltrators and combine forces.
We must limit your people to no more than 12, as that would bring the total force up to 36.

Lt. Col. Nordstrom, SpecOps, EX Military

RE

Yes, sir.

34,000 Feet Above Crawling Death
5 Miles from CD Capitol

"Ten, nine, eight!" the din of turbofan engines almost drowned out the yells of Commander Romalia. They were flying in a SR-71ST, a specially modified SR-71 Blackbird. A fourth engine had been added as well as cargo space. It was the only one of its kind in the air force.

"Seven, six, five!" Each man in the 12 person team had a specially modified M-21SO rifle. It was either set up as a sniper, suppressive fire, or standard engagement weapon.

"Four, three, two!" Sweat rolled down the faces of each man in the team. They knew that Rachel was a good leader... and a better shot. Those who disobeyed were executed.

"One, zero, GO! GO! GO! screamed Rachel, diving out the back of the SR-71ST. Her squad followed her, splitting off into groups of four. One team landed on the Crawling Death Treasury, one on the Capitol Building, and one on the <<insert name of CD presidential house>>.

Rachel motioned to her radioman, who crawled over. "Tell the others to get down and stay down. Send a transmission to Xeraphian forces that we are in position. Give them the go numbers."

"Ma'am, yes, ma'am."


Strickland:

Helljumper teams in position. We await your signal. Go codes are Delta (treasury) Bravo (capitol), and Omega (<<presidential house>>).

'' OK, gents, let's do this. Major, give the ' go codes ' to Teams 1, 2, and 3. Make sure it is perfectly clear to all units that I want her alive. I understand the Helljumpers are already in place. When the Katanas and Vampires are in place, it's a go.''

OOC: I'll wait until CD gets on.

The sun was just coming up when President Klintin shot the Sumpreme Court Judge. " Bastard", she thought. " How dare he thwart my intentions by citing the law. The law is what I say it is."

" OK, lets get down to business. First, I need to be briefed on how the war is going. Colonel, how about you start it off?"

Col. Jeffries was a tad nervous. He had just been promoted to 35th division commander from the rank of lieutenant because the previous commander had failed to achieve the Prersident's goals, and so was summarily disposed of.
"Madame President, as you know, Wolfanga is defeated, Wulf is dead. The Xeraphian commander beamed his remains into the War Room of the Deceptican government, which, by the way, is now headed up by someone named Lady Cu."

" Ah, yes, Siouxzy Cu. Little slut. I told El Goar that she was going to be the death of him. He never listened. And what is she planning, Colonel?"

" Actually, ma'am, she's already fled the country, leaving it wide open to occupation by the Grey Legions and Vhammpyr. Apparently, she's looted the banks, and, uh, before she left, uh, she, uh......."

"C'mon Colonel, spit it out," barked the President.

" Well, uh, she ordered all of Decepticus' ICBMs launched at Xeraph."

" She WHAT? All of them? My my...she had more balls than I gave her credit for."

" Yes ma'am, but with her leaving the country, that leaves only us to bear the brunt of Xeraph's retaliation. Once those missiles hit, we're in trouble."

Klintin glared at him, " How so, Colonel? Don't we have the strongest military inside Xeraph itself? Don't our Navy and Air Force currently have the upper hand? Well.........SAY SOMETHING!"

Jeffries flinched, " Actually, ma'am, most of the air force and all of the navy is either shot down, sunk, or otherwise disabled. We were no match for the Xeraphians. We got a few aircraft through, and destroyed a few installations, but nothing enough to really hurt them. Only two of the nukes got through, and while that was the greatest damage we did to Xeraph, it wasn't enough to deter them from counter-attacking............which is what's going on right now. They and their allies are attacking CD on 4 different fronts. We're holding our own, but we have no one to reinforce us. They have plenty of reinforcements." The rising tone of fear in his voice was matched by the rising color in Klintins face. " Now let me add a note of potential........" He never got to finish the sentence. The President levelled her AK-47 at him and fired a burst that all but cut him in two.
" You, over by the door, you are now a full Colonel, and you will direct the war in such a way as to show me that we'll win. Got it?"

The grizzled warrior turned and stared at her, with a look of disgust that was plain to see across the room. His gravelly voice shook with emotion, but he was determined to say his piece. " Listen to me, you stupid, stupid woman. I've fought for this nation for almost 35 years, and not until now have I seen the complete lack of respect for the laws and traditions of Decepticus, and that includes our benefactor Alaric of Xeraph. If it weren't for him, this country would still be way behind the times. He has brought us into the 27th century, and gave us a standard of living unheard of in the history of our country. And YOU pay him back with treachery. Lemme tell YOU something. If I thought I could make it across the room and wrap my fingers around your throat before you shot me, I would. But I'm old, and your'e trigger-happy. So, do what you have to do. I will neither serve you nor obey you."

She was furious. " So, you won't obey, eh? Then you die........."
As she was bringing up the rifle, the doors to her OpCenter blew inward, shattering the windows, sending body parts across the room. " What the f....?" The last thing she saw was a female warrior bearing down on her, rifle in one hand, sword in the other...then she blacked out..........

"Alaric.....somethings going on in CD. There was a massive explosion in the government's War Room, and about 50 Xeraphian troopers busted in."

The Emperor smiled, " They're not our boys, Captain. They're a combined force of Black Katanas, Vampires, and HellJumpers."

Captain Reagen stared at Laric incredulously. " Katanas, Vampires.........and what the hell are HellJumpers?"

" HellJumpers are the bets The Burnsian Desert has. Crack troops, deadly, efficient."

The Captain scanned the report. " It say here that their objective was the capture of CD'a President. It appears that they have her...but she's been wounded."

Alaric replied, " She better get her here in one piece.............."

"She? She...who? Who better get her here in one piece?"

" Never mind, Captain. All will be clear in a little while."

" Hold on....this new report says that we got the President, but our losses were heavy. Apparently the CD military are tougher than they look. They were wiped out to the last man, but they got 33 of our 36 troopers. Only 1 Katana, 1 Vampire, and 1 HellJumper are left alive."

Alaric went pale. " I hope to God it's Rachel," he thought.

*taggification*

The United Empire of Colerica wishes to know if the Empire of Xeraph requests assistance from the UEC due to our binding ties within the Imperial Confederacy.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foreign Affairs

"We got her!" yelled Romalia. "Secure the door! Get down! I want suppressing fire on both sides of the hall! MOVE!"

The soldiers peered out of the doors, cutting down anything that came down the halls. Romalia threw a smoke grenade out the window, calling for an extraction. She then threw Klinton on the ground, taking away her gun and breaking it over her knee.

"Alright boys, let's get this show on the road!"

5 Minutes Later

Katrina was the only one left. Klintin had a bullet in her thigh, and Rachel only had one arm with enough strength to lift her XM8. "God damnit! Where's the copter?!" she yelled, taking shots at DC troopers.

*taggification*

The United Empire of Colerica wishes to know if the Empire of Xeraph requests assistance from the UEC due to our binding ties within the Imperial Confederacy.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foreign Affairs

The Emperor would appreciate the Colerican Air Force provide air cover and over-fly support for the XAF Python bombers headed to Crawling Death. Our fighters have taken significant losses in this war of rebellion, and reinforcements are on the way, but will not arrive in time to continue escorting bombers to CD cities.

regards,

Gen. Strickland, CMDR EX Forces

OOC: I could use a helicopter right about now. :)

The squadron of BlackHawk HCGS fanned out over the burning landscape of the capitol of the United States of Crawling Death. Sporadic ground fire kept them alert, but not overly worried. They had orders to search for two women making their way east, out of the capitol. " Aint it just like the Emperor to send a squad out to a war zone to fetch him a couple of ladies," was the joke going around.

But this was no joke. Alaric was on his way to personally supervise the extracton of Ronama and Klintin. They were being tracked via infrared scan, but there were still too many warm bodies to accurately pick them out.


" Hey, Captain, over there. See? A trooper carrying someone on their back. And it looks like female types."

Captain Marinari squinted through his binocs. " Yeah, could be them. Signal the others that we're going down to take a look."

" Captain, it's them. The HellJumper and President Klintin. Both are bleeding. Call in the MediVac HC. We and the others will cover them going in and escort them out. Do we know where we're taking them?"

Suddenly a new voice broke in, " This is the Emperor. I want them brought to Xeraphia. If you can't get them there quickly, then I'll have them beamed over. Move it, people!!!"

" Yessir.........ok you guys, you heard the man, get this thing on the ground and fan out around the women. "

"Oh, shit," said Rachel, blood half covering her eyes. The CD troopers had just landed in a circle around her. She couldn't tell the difference between friend or foe anymore. She raised her good hand to fire, but the strength had left her. She collapsed, panting hard, trying to keep the blood away from her wounds. "You bastards!" was the last thing she said before she blacked out, trying to reach a grenade but failing.

The Crawling Death troopers were a mere 75 yards from the women. And to make matters worse, Madame President was waking up. As the CD troopers angled closer, there was a deafening explosion, and the sound of .35mm Gatling guns prevailed across the clearing. CD troopers were dropping like flies, but there were losses on both sides. Two Grey Legion BlackHawks were down, and a third Xeraphian AirForce Apache was on fire and retreating. The fire-fight was intensifying.

Klintin was struggling to her feet, trying to get out from under the unconscious weight of the HellJumper, when she was knocked back down by a bullet to the chest. Her Kevlar baody armor saved her, but she had the wind knocked out of her.

Suddenly, she was picked up and slung over a shoulder as if she were a rag doll. " Madame President, may I introduce myself............Alaric, Emperor of Xeraph." And with that brief introduction, he punched her in the mouth, rendering her unconscious, and ran back to the HellJumper lying on the gorund, still unconscious. " She's lost a lot of blood. I have to get her to the copter," he thought frantically.

Alaric picked her up as gently as possible, and carried her over to the Apache. " Get us to a TransBeam...........quickly!"

" Holy Shit! I can't believe it!"

" What is it sargent?"

" It's the Emperor! And he's landing his HCGS on top of the building!"

" OK< don't stand there gawking! Get your ass up there and give ALaric a hand. He's probably got that HellJumper with him."

Alaric jumped out of the Apache, and lifted Ronama out. He layed her on the gurney, and bellowed at the corpsmen to get her to the TransBeam unit on the double.

Within seconds, ALaric and the wounded HellJumper were inside the Royal Medical Center in Xeraphia, and doctors were swarming around both of them.

" Not me, you idiots! Her! She's got a bullet wound to the leg, and several cuts on her head. Now get her in that operation room, or all of you are going to need a doctor!"

Alaric turned to the head of security. " I want 24 hour surveillance on the CD President. No one, and I repeat no one, gets in there without my direct approval. If they insist, shoot them. Got it?"

" Yessir, we got it. OK you guys, lock-down this floor, and a triple guard on all exits. Move it!"

Alaric finally let himself relax. It had been a long day, but it wasn't quite over yet.

Rachel stirred weakly. "Ah... where am I...?" before falling unconsious again.

" Uh, excuse me, your, uh, majesty, er, eminence, uh.........."

" It's Alaric, doctor. Now, whattya got?"

" That HellJumper you brought has lost a lot of blood. She'll be OK, but it's going to take a week or so before she's able to function normally. That bullet hit just below her patella, and shattered the lateral-colateral ligamentous portion of her knee. And the glass shards we picked out of her scalp are going to leave some nasty scars. Fortunately, her hair will hide most of them."

" And the President?"

The doctor grimaced. " She's perfectly fine. Somewhat bruised from the shot to the chest, but otherwise ok. That welt on her chin will take some time to go away, though. We had toput her in a sound-proof room.......her screaming was out of control. The shot of thorazine helped calm her down."

Alaric allowed himself a short laugh. " She's not going to have the time to recover fully, doctor." He began to laugh, and laugh.............

Rachel sat bolt upright. She was in a recovery room, in hospital greens. "Where's my uniform?" she demanded of the air around her. Then, she tried getting up, to no avail. She was too weak. "Damnit! Where am I?!"

Rachel sat bolt upright. She was in a recovery room, in hospital greens. "Where's my uniform?" she demanded of the air around her. Then, she tried getting up, to no avail. She was too weak. "Damnit! Where am I?!"
Something tells me that you will have a quick and complete recovery. I'm impressed - not only talented - but brave! Good for you! I will leave word at my Temple that such a strong woman exists.

"We're allowed to do this, sir?" Lieutenant Colonel Meghan Sorris asked as she prepared to take to the flight deck of the CSS Astaron Tyranus, a Danton-class aircraft carrier that had been scheduled to be 'on non-combat maneuvers.' The Tyranus had been re-routed to scramble fighters for a covert mission to assist the Empire of Xeraph.

"Relax," Brigadier General Dallas Syx replied. "If this wasn't allowed, we wouldn't be authorized to do so. We're being ordered to run wings for Xeraph heavy bombers. There's nothing wrong with helping a friend. Besides," a pause, "you're following orders.

"Aren't we all?" Jenn Dys-Rheault said, flashing a smile as she strapped her helmet on.

Other pilots -- the best aboard the Tyranus -- stood beside them. The force being deployed consisted of fifteen F-15 Eagles and F-16 Fighting Falcons with an additional ten F-11 Sabres. Thirty fine fighters. A small contingent, yes, but they would be only the first wing. A second wing would be scrambled at a later time. Within minutes, the warplanes were off the deck of the Tyranus and away to their inbound target: the United States of Crawling Death.

"It's just some over-fly, right? Nothing too spectacular?" asked Meghan.

Dallas replied, "Why are you so jumpy, Meg? It's just some simple work. Give balance to the Xeraph fighters, maybe some strafes, and then head home for some fun."

"My home isn't the Tyranus, Dallas," Meghan answered. "I want to go back to Raxus."

"Oh come on," Jenn spoke up. "I'd like to be back in a condo on the shores of Keystone Minor, sipping a martini while some muscular hottie gives me a killer masage. But no, that ain't happening anytime soon."

"Can we keep our minds on the mission, ladies?" chimed in A.J. Bassle, known more by his callsign of A-14.

En route to their locale, they would arrive soon enough to lend support to the Xeraph bombers.

OOC: Ok.. who are we against? Xeraph and the Rebels?

IC:

The Peacekeepers move into the 3 forces equally divided. An extra 5,000 Peacekeepers are to patrol as Xeraph's International Ally National Guard. The next deployment will be Hawaii's armies. A large 13th Brigade of 20,000 soldiers providing camp in the embassy of Hawaii located in Xeraph. The 32nd Naval Team has also been deployed to guard the shores of Xeraph, an added security to our ally.

A Meeting has been held in the Hawaiian International War Adminstation in Hawaii

"Our agenda: Xeraph's Rebellion." Shouts on the mike, Sponsor David.

"What should we do?" cries the ambassador.

"Shall we set forth our word and just glass that place?"

"No!" replies the Head. "This is our ally, not a nuclear test site!"

"Send our troops in aid for Xeraph. Then if things damage our economy, etc. then pull out." says the president.

"Pull out?! On our ally. Just when things are going worse for them, we pull out?" shouts with disgrace, by Minister of Foreign Relations.

"Fine.. fine.. We wont pull out. But Nuke a area where alot of the rebels are." treplies president.

"Ok."

Alaric strode down the hall towards Ronama's room. Normally, no one would be allowed into this wing so soon after surgery, but, hey, it's good to be the king.... He opened the door gently, only to find her sitting upright in the hospital bed, reading. " She looks like a kid," he thought.

"I'm not a kid, your Majesty, " Ronama said, without looking up from the magazine. "I'm old enough to be a Burnsian HellJumper, lead a squad into enemy territory, kidnap a head of state, get myself shot, and......" Suddenly, there were tears in her eyes.

Alaric grabbed her hand. " What's wrong, Rachel?"

She looked at him....typical male. I don't care if he is an Emperor, he's a thick-headed guy. " Oh, nothing. Just a little stressed, I guess."

" Well, you did a great job," he said. " You got the bitch here in one piece, and she'll get what's coming to her in short order. In the meantime, Colerica and the Hawaiian Islands are helping us deal with the remnants of the CD military. Most of them are holed up in the caves above the capitol. We'll dig them out. All commanders have orders to take no prisoners."

" Good. Glad to hear it. I, uh, think I need to get a little more rest. Will I see you later?", she asked.

" Much later, Rachel. I have to get back down to the front to bring an end to this nonsense. Maybe in a few days, OK?"

OOC: Ok.. who are we against? Xeraph and the Rebels?

IC:

The Peacekeepers move into the 3 forces equally divided. An extra 5,000 Peacekeepers are to patrol as Xeraph's International Ally National Guard. The next deployment will be Hawaii's armies. A large 13th Brigade of 20,000 soldiers providing camp in the embassy of Hawaii located in Xeraph. The 32nd Naval Team has also been deployed to guard the shores of Xeraph, an added security to our ally.

A Meeting has been held in the Hawaiian International War Adminstation in Hawaii

"Our agenda: Xeraph's Rebellion." Shouts on the mike, Sponsor David.

"What should we do?" cries the ambassador.

"Shall we set forth our word and just glass that place?"

"No!" replies the Head. "This is our ally, not a nuclear test site!"

"Send our troops in aid for Xeraph. Then if things damage our economy, etc. then pull out." says the president.

"Pull out?! On our ally. Just when things are going worse for them, we pull out?" shouts with disgrace, by Minister of Foreign Relations.

"Fine.. fine.. We wont pull out. But Nuke a area where alot of the rebels are." treplies president.

"Ok."

From: Xeraphian High Command

The Emperor requests that you concentrate on the Wastelands south of the rebel nation of Crawling Death, Decepticus, and Wolfanga. We have reports of a rag-tag force of survivors of the three nations numbering about 2500 soldiers with some MBT's are planning a last-ditch offensive against our allies Grey Legions and Ryd Blydd. A tacticle nuke at this point would effectivel stop this attack i nit's tracks.

thanks

Strickland, CMDR EX Forces

bump

Alaric strode down the hall towards Romalia's room. Normally, no one would be allowed into this wing so soon after surgery, but, hey, it's good to be the king.... He opened the door gently, only to find her sitting upright in the hospital bed, reading. " She looks like a kid," he thought.

"I'm not a kid, your Majesty, " Romalia said, without looking up from the magazine. "I'm old enough to be a Burnsian HellJumper, lead a squad into enemy territory, kidnap a head of state, get myself shot, and......" Suddenly, there were tears in her eyes.

Alaric grabbed her hand. " What's wrong, Rachel?"

She looked at him....typical male. I don't care if he is an Emperor, he's a thick-headed guy. " Oh, nothing. Just a little stressed, I guess."

" Well, you did a great job," he said. " You got the bitch here in one piece, and she'll get what's coming to her in short order. In the meantime, Colerica and the Hawaiian Islands are helping us deal with the remnants of the CD military. Most of them are holed up in the caves above the capitol. We'll dig them out. All commanders have orders to take no prisoners."

"When am I going to get out of here? When am I going to see you again?" she asked.

" Much later, Rachel. I have to get back down to the front to bring an end to this nonsense. Maybe in a few days, OK?"

OOC: I did a few minor edits, hope you don't mind... she is my character after all. :)

IC:

"That's fine. I need to get back to my unit. The mission was a failure."

" OK, genthlemen. I need the updated status of the rebels and where we are as to the end of this situation."
Col. Davies stepped forward, " Alaric, as you know,Wolfanga and Decepticus are entirely under our control. Crawling Death fights on, but with the extraction of President Klintin, their forces are scattered and their communications are cut off. King Ricala is personally directing the relief efforts in Auralinia, the Grey Legions and the Vampire Legions are mopping up stragglers from the three rebel nations, and the Hawaiian Islands are holding the territory they won from the enemy. There are no reports from our other allies."

" Good", said the Emperor. He turned to his SpecOps Commander, " And how is our 'guest'?"

" She's madder than hell, but she's behaving herself. The CD President is refusing to cooperate with our questioning. We really don't know what her reason for the rebellion was."

" That's OK," replied Alaric, " It doesn't really matter WHY she did it, but we have to set an example here. We have to make an example of her in no uncertain terms."

" Anything in particular that you have in mind?"

Alaric chuckled, " Oh, yeah......I'llmake the announcement shortly."

" And what about the HellJumper? She wants to get back to her unit. She thinks her mission failed because of the loss of her men."

" I have something in mind for her, too", said Alaric. " Something very special that will show how Xeraph rewards it's friends and allies."

bump

OOC: What exactly am I supposed to do...?

Wire Alaric of Xeraph:

The United Empire of Colerica is proud to report that we are currently running air sorties on the United States of Crawling Death with the full intention of crushing the rebellion entirely and eliminating the enemie's will to fight. Airpower belonging to the UEC's Imperial AirForce will not only serve as escort for Xeraph fighters, but have also been authorized to pick and choose their own enemy targets to engage.

Regards,

Xevven Jericho
Magistrate of War

OOC: I'll post a more detailed RP a little later....I'm busy right now...:)

Wire Alaric of Xeraph:

The United Empire of Colerica is proud to report that we are currently running air sorties on the United States of Crawling Death with the full intention of crushing the rebellion entirely and eliminating the enemie's will to fight. Airpower belonging to the UEC's Imperial AirForce will not only serve as escort for Xeraph fighters, but have also been authorized to pick and choose their own enemy targets to engage.

Regards,

Xevven Jericho
Magistrate of War

OOC: I'll post a more detailed RP a little later....I'm busy right now...:)


Magistrate Jericho,

The Emperor sends his heartfelt thanks to you for supporting us in this trying time. With the defeat of the rebel nations of Wolfanga, Decepticus, and Crawling Death within sight, the Emperor has decided to turn these lands over to the Kingdom of Auralinia, a nation within the Empire. He would like to cement our ties with Colerica by presenting you with a naval base and an air base within the newly expanded Kingdom. The naval base is large enough to berth two CBG's, and the airbase of a size to handle two AirWings.

Again, many thanks,

Gen. Strickland, CMDR, EX Forces

OOC: What exactly am I supposed to do...?


TBD...check your TG's

OOC: Ok.. who are we against? Xeraph and the Rebels?

IC:

The Peacekeepers move into the 3 forces equally divided. An extra 5,000 Peacekeepers are to patrol as Xeraph's International Ally National Guard. The next deployment will be Hawaii's armies. A large 13th Brigade of 20,000 soldiers providing camp in the embassy of Hawaii located in Xeraph. The 32nd Naval Team has also been deployed to guard the shores of Xeraph, an added security to our ally.

A Meeting has been held in the Hawaiian International War Adminstation in Hawaii

"Our agenda: Xeraph's Rebellion." Shouts on the mike, Sponsor David.

"What should we do?" cries the ambassador.

"Shall we set forth our word and just glass that place?"

"No!" replies the Head. "This is our ally, not a nuclear test site!"

"Send our troops in aid for Xeraph. Then if things damage our economy, etc. then pull out." says the president.

"Pull out?! On our ally. Just when things are going worse for them, we pull out?" shouts with disgrace, by Minister of Foreign Relations.

"Fine.. fine.. We wont pull out. But Nuke a area where alot of the rebels are." treplies president.

"Ok."

To: The leadership of the Hawaiian Islands

The Emperor wishes to thank the Hawaiian Islands for their help in the putting down of the rebellion in Xeraph. He further wishes to inform you that there is a portion of land in the Kingdom of Auralinia, a nation within the Empire, that is well-suited for the establishment of a naval base and an air base. We would like to turn this land over to the Hawaiian Islands, so as to strengthen the ties between our nations.

Regards,

Gen. Strickland, CMDR, EX Forces

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The sun rose, it's fiery light enabling all those present to see the devastation of the northern portion of the capitol of Xeraphia caused by the nuclear missiles launched by the former President of the United States of Crawling Death. More than 2300 deaths were already reported, with thousand more wounded and missing. Alaric Tan'it, Emperor of Xeraph, stood on the balcony of his palace along with his military commanders, his advisors, and his prisoner...H.R. Klintin, ex-president of CD. They were grim as they thought of the friends and loved-ones that had been lost.

" So, Madame President, are you pleased with your work? Are you happy that you have caused such death and destruction? Did you ever consider your rebellion would come to such an end as this?", asked Alaric.

" You don't frighten me, you pig!" she spat. " You are nothing but a swaggering mercenary who stole his power! Hi-jacked your kingdom at the expense of the original inhabitants of this land! YOU ought to be destroyed!"
She was a raving lunatic, her mind all but gone. The others on the balconey gasped as they heard her remarks, but Alaric waved them down.

" Defiant to the last, eh H.R.? Well, your punishment for your treason is more than well-deserved, and it is my decision...."

" YOUR decision? How dare you make decidions concerning someone who is your better", she yelled. " I'm not afraid to die! Do your worst!"

" Who said anything about dieing? Your'e not going to die for your actions. No, I have something much more suited to the likes of you. It is my decision that you will be sent to the island of Strega, to the military brothel there, where you will service my soldiers as they go on leave, for the rest of your natural days. Take her away!"

The screams eventually died away as she was taken from the palace by the palace guards. She would shortly be beamed to the island.....

" So much for her. Gentlemen, the bar's open, and the drinks are on the Emperor! Let's get outta here!"

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Rachel, still in her room, buzzed the intercom rapidly. A nurse came in, to whom Rachel asked sourly, "Am I almost done here?"

Rachel, still in her room, buzzed the intercom rapidly. A nurse came in, to whom Rachel asked sourly, "Am I almost done here?"


OOC> have you checked your latest TG?

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OOC> have you checked your latest TG?

OOC: I have to get this stuff written up, I was just continuing the RP, maybe getting Rachel back to TBD?