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Republic of Rezlas “At a state of war” after unprovoked attack from The People's Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island Spy Ship

Centraile, Rezlas TODAYS DATE – In a emergency cabinet meeting President Jeffries, the beloved leader of the peaceful Republic of Rezlas, announced that Rezlasnian Naval forces were engaged by a destroyer from the People's Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island. The destroyer had been made to look like a common transport ship and caught Rezlasnian Naval Forces in the region by surprise. “We were completing peaceful training operations designed to help our sailors train for benevolent peace keeping missions when missiles were launched at our fleet from the ship in question” Stated Admiral Cuervo, Chief of Rezlasnian Naval Forces.

According to official reports the missiles were defeated with shipboard systems. Aircraft from the RRS Nixon immediately launched aircraft that engaged and destroyed the ship. Rezlasnian Naval forces have stated they are conducting search and rescue missions for any survivors from the belligerent ship.

General Budlight, Commanding General of the Rezlasnian Armed Forces commented on the action stating “ We are a peaceful nation, but the aggression of the government of the Drunken FratBoy Island create a clear and present danger to our national security. We are prepared to protect ourselves and our interests in the region.”

In unrelated news stock prices for the ROR’s leading beer brewer, Dub Brewing, quadrupled today on news that imports from Drunken FratBoy Island would be suspended due to poor quality.


About The Republic of Rezlas
Location: The East Pacific


The Republic of Rezlas is a large, economically powerful nation, remarkable for its complete absence of social welfare. Its hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 23 million are ruled with an iron fist by the corrupt, dictatorship government, which oppresses anyone who isn't on the board of a Fortune 500 company. Large corporations tend to be above the law, and use their financial clout to gain ever-increasing government benefits at the expense of the poor and unemployed.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defence, and Commerce. Income tax is unheard of. A powerhouse of a private sector is led by the Retail, Pizza Delivery, and Basket Weaving industries.

Bicyclists are banned from major roads, citizens are barcoded to keep track of their movements, the country is preparing for war, and the alarmingly racist TV show 'Bigtopians Say the Darndest Things' is a hit. Crime is moderate. Rezlas's national animal is the panther, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its currency is the rezlas.

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Recon aircraft are overflying your territory. Please advise on how to RP AAA. Also do you have a map? Have you drawn up a detail of your military strength?

Upon receiving the orders form President Jeffries, General Budlight conferred with Admiral Cuervo regarding the plan of attack. "Launch the cruise missiles immediately; strike all military and high priority targets. Admiral Cuervo get you Marine Expeditionary Unit on the beaches ASAP!”. Admiral Cuervo snapped to attention with a sharp “Yes Sir!.

“Alert Bomber command, get the b-52’s in the air ASAP. As soon as those cruise missiles hit I want to begin carpet bombing all military, industrial and other areas of interest. Send in the fighter bombers… if there is a bridge standing in the next 24hrs I want to know whose ass didn’t get their job done. We are not playing here kiddies… the balloon has gone up.” General Budlight Screamed.

“General Regnomraw, call up all national defense forces, I want them standing tall in 24hrs. Get all commanders Corp and above not deployed in my office ASAP. These sons of bitches are gonna feel my wrath.”

With in a few short hours the Rezlasnian Marines of MEU 1 were wadin ashore of the Mainland of the Drunken Fratboys… while the intensity of fighting is not yet known, they are confident that their brothers of MEU2 will secure what they cannot.

Closer to the capitol of Drunken Fratboy island paratroopers of the 12th, 197th and 1st Airborne division descend upon the capitol of the enemy continent. Hail to Rezlas they Cried… for today their would be revenge on their hands…

OOC: Can I join? PLZ!
--Capitol of The Holy Empire of Christopher Thompson (a.k.a. The Holy Empire)--
(If you say yes) IC: The Feuhrer was watching television in his office that night, late with the burden of planning the post-war occupation of Dregruk. The TV screen flickered to life, and on it read reports of war in Dregruk and the soon coming victory. "I sure hope they're right," he mused at the television, who did not respond. He rubbed his forehead, and then the international news came on. Communist uprising in Tagi, peace treaties signed, foreign trade is up again, blah blah blah, then came a side note right at the end before talk shows came on: "Republic of Rezlas 'At a state of war' after unprovoked attack from The People's Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island Spy Ship"
The tired leader looked up with renewed intrest. "What? They're too small, they've got less than a hundred million people! Looks like someone is land grabbing." Right as he finished this sentense, an aide walked in with a fresh cup of coffee -- a bad sign, and a jet back folder with neat white trim. "Shit."
"Sorry, sir," the pretty aide replied, "Here you are, Fuehrer."
"Thank-you." He retireved the folder form the aide, who hurried out of the room, and looked at it, thinking that if he stared at it long enough, it would simply dissapear. After some time, this hope diminished enough for him to open the folder and peer at its' contents. 'Details on Republic of Rezlas and FratBoy Island; possible conflict' read the title. "Well, damn," he replied to the paper. (You see, The Holy Empire maintains its self as a protector of the weak and of peace and the righteous, and this country actually holds true to that statement, so The Holy Empire now has justification to Declare 'Special Defensive Aide' with the Republic of Rezlas, which is essentially war on all enemies he's in conflict with in order to maintain his defense.)
--10 min. later--
"Yes, send Holy Divisions fifteen through twenty in as an investigative and peace-keeping force. They are not to fire at anyone unless fired upon, unless you recieve express order changing my orders from me. Do you understand, Admiral Anderson?"
The man on the other end of the line smiled; you could almost hear it, and replied, "Yes, of course, my Fuehrer." He hanged the phone up, and an hour later, five divisions of The Holy Navy sailed off into the night, their destination the coast of Rezlas. They would be there by early morning.

Note: To see what's in a division, check out my website in my sig, and go to military. You may have to look for it a bit, but it shouldn't take more than a few seconds to find it.

OOC: Did Drunken FratBoy even okay this with you? If not, this is godmodeing and you shouldn't expect him to respond.

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I'd really hateto be god modding... I'm pretty sure he's cool with this as we've been going back and forth under a different post... I just thought it would be better to add a new thread as this is different than the first... or atleast an escalation of two different threads. I Don't think I've taken any liberties as i'm not declaring the outcome of the action... just my intentions. Anyways... he's pretty cool... so if there is an issue... i'm sure it will be worked out. I'd love any advise you can share on RPing warfare on here

OOC: Be VERY detailed. Not to the point of boredom, but more than you'd think. It's the little things that matter. And character development (at least a bit) is good too. Also, be willing to have things die, and be willing to lose. This is all just advise. Oh, and rping with ppl not in direct war with you is good (ppl like me), especially since i'm going to try to help you, and because I've sent five divisions of my Holy Imperial Navy to do it.

Oh, and you probably want to get express permission to begin a war next time.

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Yerah... I've spent too much time on my government... I'm getting a website put up. I've actually got my entire order of battle, and backed it up with store front orders. I need to wait for Fratboy to reply... I really can't do anything else untill he rtells me the level of resistence. As far as loosing stuff... well it's war ain't it... plus attacking a defender... will be bloody I'm sure.

If you read some of his posts you'll know where I'm comming from...

OOC: um...hate to rush a reply here, but is my involvement approved...?

I still need to hear from Fratboy Island. The way I look at it... sure it is.

AA Base Aplha and AA Base Omega are small anti-aircraft out posts on top of the two highest mountains of the island. The both contain radar stations, a battery of mobile SAM launchers and Heavy AA Gun emplacements.
Area 1337 is the HQ of the island's nuclear Program.
Glowton is a small mining town located close to the island's Uranium mines.

Each city/town has it's own army base as military service is mandatory for all able bodied citizens. The exception is New Bigtopia which is a tent city of Illegal Bigtopian immigrants.

Fort Fragg is the Island's only Naval base.
McBrew Airstrip is the Air Force HQ, however FratBoy City is the location of the civilian air strip.

Drunken FratBoy Island, here after referred to as DFBI has minimal military power. It has purchased much of it's weapons and equipment from nations where said equiment had since become obsolete. As such, it's military forces are somewhat outdated.
It's airforce consists of a dozen Vietnam era Mig Jet fighters and 2 large Bomber/Transport Aircraft of the same era.
DFBI's naval power consists of 6 Modern Transport ships and 1 German made WWII era 1 Battle ship.
DFBI's Armed forces are a different story. All Soldiers are armed with the sturdy, reliable AK47 assault rifle. Soldiers are given extensive training in jungle combat and beach landings. They know DFBI's mountianous rainforests well and have many hidden bunkers to operate from. Military vehicles tend to be lightly armoured transport and anti personnel vehicles such as jeeps, humvees and APCs. The exception to the rule is the single Russain made Vietnam era Battle Tank which defends the Area 1337 Nuclear Facility.

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The People's Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island is a small, safe nation, remarkable for its compulsory military service. Its compassionate, cynical population of 18 million are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.
The government -- a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, socially-minded morass -- devotes most of its attentions to Social Welfare, with areas such as Social Equality and Law & Order receiving almost no funds by comparison. The average income tax rate is 37%, but much higher for the wealthy. A substantial private sector is led by the Automobile Manufacturing industry, followed by Book Publishing and Uranium Mining.
Scientists regularly clone human beings for research purposes, organ donation rates have hit a new low, all major public areas are watched by police surveillance cameras, and punitive tariffs protect local industry. Crime -- especially youth-related -- is totally unknown. Drunken FratBoy Island's national animal is the Duck, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its currency is the Beer.

A nameless cabinet aide enters a dark room...
"...El Presidente!...El Presidente! Please! Wake up!"
A shadowed figure, lying in bed rolls over and incohereantly murmers...
"Grumble grumble... eggs 'n toast... grumble... pint of stout..."
The Aide becomes frantic with worry
"El Presidente! GET UP! THE ISLAND IS UNDER ASSAULT!!"

"Whaa?! When did this happed?!" screamed Esteban as he lept from his bed.
"The Rezlasians claimed that one of our "destroyers" fired missles at their naval training area! They said the ship was disguiesd as a transport! They've declared WAR!"
El Presidente quickly changed into his suit
"Destroyers?! We don't even have any of those! Are you sure it wasn't "Ol' Rust Tub"?"
"No Sir! The (People's Battleship) PBS Kegger is still docked at Fort Fragg!"
"Blast! Those idiot Rezlasians wouldn't know a Destroyer form a Bigtopian innertube raft! They probably fired on their own ships by mistake" declared Esteban as he entered the war room.
"I fear it was no mistake El Presidente" Said Naval Commander Jorge Zemann with a brisk salute. "It appears the Rezlasians have faked an attack in order to justify an assault on our Island. It would have been impossible for one of our transports to fire a missle. They are equipped for beach landings and have only heavy machine guns and small calibre cannons. And we all know our Island has yet to purchase any destroyers for the People's Naval Fleet."
"Indeed!" Declared El Presidente
"Sir! You must go on television immediately so that you can bring light to these truths and and decry the lies of the Rezlasians as false!" an Aide proclaimed.
"Yes. And I recommend putting the Island on BeerCon 1: Guiness Stout alert"
Replied Army Commander Jose Leibenstein "and perhaps we should cancel the nuclear test for the time being?"
"Very well. Make preparations for the teleconferece and stop the launch count down... And while you're at it... Make "adjustments" to FatBoy's trajectory, just in case." as the presidente ended his sentence he exchanged a telling glance and a nod to Nuclear Program Director Consuela Hess
"It will be done!" Replied Hess with a sly grin.

Breaking News Live from Drunken FratBoy Island!

*El Presidente takes the stand. He is in full military dress, adorned with many medals and his Commander's chapeaux.*

"I am here this morning to lay clean the truth about last evening's alleged incident. The Rezlasian Navy claims that we have fired on their naval fleet with a destroyer disguised as a transport ship. These allegations are bald faced LIES! Our nations owns no such ships! The ship in question, which the Rezlasinas have obliterated, was a transport full of Rezlasian Dissidents. It was bound for the welcoming shores of Drunken FratBoy Island, from Bigtopia Island where they were marooned by the Rezlasian Pig-Dog opressors. Upon arriaval those dissidents would have been welcomed with open arms and cold beers, given housing and vocational training, and made a part of our loving nation. Instead, they have been murdered by the foul Rezlasians. Further more, the Rezlasians have used this lie in order to begin a war with our nation, in order to silnce our recent critisism of the oppression of their people. I call upon the world community to cry out against these acts of agression by the Rezlasian Opressors and come to the defence of our small nation in it's darkest hour! Tank you all! And Gawd Bless The Peoples Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island!"

In further related news: Drunken FratBoy Island has declared a temporary halt to it's proposed nuclear test on Bigtopian Island.

Wild Partys have broken out in newly founded Rezlasian Immigrant Quarters of Drunken FratBoy Island. Rezlasian expatriots have been seen burning the Rezlasian flag and effigies of President Jeffries, while pouring kegs full of Rezlasian beer into the ocean. The affects of this beer on local aquatic life remains to be seen, but it has been suggested that the affects will be "Hilarious".

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That's an AWESOME map. I'm new to the RPing war stuff. I've definately got a military edge on you. Would it be fair to describe my actions and let you decide the casualties I enflict and those you inflict?

Let me know.

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ps... The ship I intended to sink was the one with the refugees in it.

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That's an AWESOME map. I'm new to the RPing war stuff. I've definately got a military edge on you. Would it be fair to describe my actions and let you decide the casualties I enflict and those you inflict?
Let me know.

OOC Sounds good. Keep in mind I may be away from my computer for hours at a time so don't let the story get too far ahead of me while I'm offline.

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I should be working anyways... but a slow day... So you know what's bearing down on you... Feel free to check my posts I've ordered all of them keeping in mind my percentage of GDP to Budget and in game time for delivery. My latest order is not fulfilled, and won't be by the time we reach a resolution.

There is one Marine Expeditionary Unit, with one in route (about 3 weeks off) and 3 Airborne Divisions. And two carrier battle groups. There equipment is as follows:

1 MEU
Ground Forces Equipment
16 Light Armored Vehicles (LAV)
8 81mm Mortars
8 Tube-launched, Optically Tracked, Wire-guided missile systems (TOW)
8 Javelin Anti-armor Missile Launchers
15 Assault Amphibian Vehicles (AAV)
6 155mm Howitzers
4 M-1A1 Main Battle Tanks
Aircraft
12 CH-46E Medium Lift Assault Helicopters
4 CH-53E Heavy Lift Assault Transport Helicopters
3 UH-1N Utility Helicopters
4 AH-1W Attack Helicopter
6 AV-8B Harrier Jets
2 KC-130 Refueler/transport Aircraft (On call in CONUS)
Support Equipment
2 Reverse Osmosis Water Purification Units
1 LMT 3000 Water Purification Unit
1 Sea Tractor
4 TRAMs (10,000 lb. Capacity Forklifts)
2 Four Thousand lb. Capacity Forklifts
3 D-7 Bulldozers
30 Five-ton Trucks
1 Dump Truck
4 Logistical Vehicle Systems (LVS)
7 Five-hundred gallon Water Containers
63 High-Mobility, Multipurpose Wheeled Vehicles (HMMWV)

Airborne Division (times 3)
Headquarters Company 1
MP Company 1
Chemical Company 1
Signal Battalion 1
Headquarters Company 1 **MSE
Contingency Area Signal Company 2 **MSE
Signal Support Company [ABN] 1 **MSE
Forced Entry Signal Det [ABN] 1 3 **AN/PSC-3
Military Intelligence [MI] Battalion (AA/ABN) 1
MI Headquarters Company (AA/ABN) 1 1 **ASAS + 2 TROJAN
MI Company, Direct Support (AA/ABN) 3 1 **JSTARS-GSM
MI Company, General Support (AA/ABN) 1 3 **TRQ-32
Long Range Surveilllance Detachment 1 8 **HMMWV
Air Defense Battalion 1
Avenger/MPADS Battery [ABN] 4 12 **Avenger
Engineer Battalion [ABN] 1
Engineer Company [ABN] 3
Infantry Brigade 3
Headquarters Company 1
Infantry Battalion [ABN] 3
Rifle Company [ABN] 3 6 **AAWS-M
Anti-Armor Company 1 10 **TOW
Aviation Brigade (ABN) 1
Assault Battalion 1
Command Aviation Company 1 8 **UH-60 + 3 EH-60
Assault Company 2 15 **UH-60
Air Recon Squadron 1
Air Recon Troop 3 8 **OH-58D
Cavalry Troop [Ground] 1 8 **TOW
Attack Battalion 3
Attack Company 3 8 **OH-58D
DIVARTY Division Artillery 1
Headquarters Battery (ABN) 1
Field Artillery Battation (ABN) 3
Field Artillery Battery (ABN) 3 6 **M119 105mm towed**
DISCOM 1

Upon receiving the orders form President Jeffries, General Budlight conferred with Admiral Cuervo regarding the plan of attack. "Launch the cruise missiles immediately; strike all military and high priority targets. Admiral Cuervo get you Marine Expeditionary Unit on the beaches ASAP!”. Admiral Cuervo snapped to attention with a sharp “Yes Sir!.

“Alert Bomber command, get the b-52’s in the air ASAP. As soon as those cruise missiles hit I want to begin carpet bombing all military, industrial and other areas of interest. Send in the fighter bombers… if there is a bridge standing in the next 24hrs I want to know whose ass didn’t get their job done. We are not playing here kiddies… the balloon has gone up.” General Budlight Screamed.

“General Regnomraw, call up all national defense forces, I want them standing tall in 24hrs. Get all commanders Corp and above not deployed in my office ASAP. These sons of bitches are gonna feel my wrath.”

With in a few short hours the Rezlasnian Marines of MEU 1 were wadin ashore of the Mainland of the Drunken Fratboys… while the intensity of fighting is not yet known, they are confident that their brothers of MEU2 will secure what they cannot.

Closer to the capitol of Drunken Fratboy island paratroopers of the 12th, 197th and 1st Airborne division descend upon the capitol of the enemy continent. Hail to Rezlas they Cried… for today their would be revenge on their hands…

Within minuets of being informed of the Rezlasians intentions, El presidente ordered the coutry on full alert. Migs hit the sky at break neck speed. Bombers took off towards naval positions. Troops where rushed into position via APC. And "Ol' Rust Tub" was set on patrol of the eastern coast.
Moments later, cruise missles smashed into DFBI targets with deadly accuracy! The Migs had scrambeld madly after the cruise missles but had only mannaged to shoot 2 out of the skies before impact. Much of McBrew Airfield was left in smoldering ruins and Fort Fragg had suffered staggering dammage. AA Base Omega was able to shoot down an incoming Cruise missle, however, AA Base Alpha was not as fortunate. All that remained of the out post was a smouldering crater. Total annihilation. Area 1337 suffered minor dammge from a single cruise missle that had slipped by the AA out posts. Citys and towns across the island suffered considerable loss of civilian life, as many of the cruise missles missed their targets and collided with civilian infrastructure instead. On the beaches, anware Rezlasian troops were met with ambush the second their boots hit dry land. Heavy machine gun fire from fortified, camoflaged bunkers, and round after round of rocket and morter fire caused extensive dammage to enemy ranks. Minimal loss occured to the defenders.
Paratroopers over the capitol met with an equally calamitous fate. Seeing the airplanes over head dropping their human cargo, local militia groups took to the jungle and roof tops. Paratroopers met with sniper and heavy machine gun fire from the roof tops and the constant fire of AK47's from the jungle LZ to which they were descending. While loss was much greater in the jungles near the capitol that in the jungles near the coast, the enemys loss was greater still. Troops stationed on the roof tops suffered hardly any loss at all as snipers took up position.
And then came the enemy bombers...

A Distress call goes out the World Community...

"This is El Presidente Esteban Wilhelmsen of the Peoples Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island! *ffzzzzt!* We require immediate assistance from any and all *ffzzzzt!* freindly nations! The Evil Rezlasians are destroying our peaceful island! Women and children *ffzzzzt!* have been mercilessly slaughtered in cruise missle and carpet bomming attacks! Our infrastructure is meeting annihilation! Won't somebody *ffzzzzt!* please save our little Island from this terrible attrocity?!" *Ssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!*

And the transmission ends with a wall of white noise...

General Budlight was anxiously awaiting results from the actions he ordered when his Chief of Staff entered the situation room. “Sir I’ve got the initial reports in, I do not have casualty reports or battle damage assessments in yet. Here’s what we know so far. First off the DFBI Anti Aircraft Artillery and SAM placements were much more accurate that our intelligence indicated. We have sustained aircraft losses, those numbers should be in shortly.”

“Continue” General Budlight sighed.

“ The 12th, 197th and 1st Airborne division’s are on the ground encountering some difficulties related to the night drop” The 197th was miss dropped from it’s original LZ about 10K north of Fratboy City, they are actually about 45K to the NE of Fratboy city”

“45k is more than a deviation soldier” Budlight barked.

“Yes sir… the 12th is on the ground and encountering resistance to the south of DFB City, and the 197th is to the west. Both are encountering stiff resistance from jungle fighters. While not the best equipped they are good fighters and have a definite terrain advantage.”

“Go on soldier” Gen Budlight prodded.

“Cruise missile attacks are still ongoing, we are targeting their AAA sites as well as strategic targets including command and control facilities and their hardened nuclear weapons facility. Initial reports are that are missile are on the mark. They’ve taken some serious damage, however we’re running low on the cruise missiles, if we sustain this rate we’ll be completely out in 24hrs”

“And the Marines? Our Bombers?” Gen Budlight questioned.



The aid hesitated. “Well sir, about that… Weather and the enemy didn’t cooperate. The bombers have done their work, we’ve really done some scorching there… We have lost a plane and it’s crew. As far as the Marines… We had originally planned to take the beach to the south for Fratboy City and link up with the 12th airborne.”

General Budlight, beginning to loose his patience, “We I know that, I planned the damn operations”

“Well Sir” the aide shuttered, “We just couldn’t get ‘em in there… um… er… well we put them in at the beach right out side of Largeton. Er… Reports are that the battle is going well considering the stiff resistance they met on the beaches. Our air superiority is working against the DFBI military.”

The general screamed “Lagerton, what in the holy hell are they doing in Lagerton? We’ve got three… stike that… two airborne divisions expecting these boys to clear the supply lines and reinforce them. You’d better pray to god those boys can hold out. How far out is the 2nd MEU?”

“About three weeks” The aid cowered.

Genreal Budlight paused for a moment, Well get your as on a plane… I want you over there now. I’ll be there in a few days… Lagerton… you damn fool.”

OOC I hope this makes some sense and is fair...

With a popualtion of 18 million of which all able bodied persons are required to serve the military I estimate half of the popualtion would be available for military draft (9 million) at least half of those troops (4.5 Million) would have little training. Essentially they would be trained in use of an AK47 given camo fatigues and boots and sent to field. The remainder would be the highly trained "Lifers" who have chosen the military as their primary vocation.
As for vehicles, they would all be "inherited" from when my island declared it's independance from the former regieme of foreign occupiers (ie. vietnam from the french). No new weapons or equipment has been purchsed since the country's inception.
I would estimate each town would have approximately:
5 jeeps mounted with light machine guns
3 Humvees Mounted with heavy Machine guns
2 APCs Mounted with heavy Machine guns
Aside from AK47s Specialist troops could have Kalashnikov rockets and RPG's, mortars, frag grenades, heavy machine guns and sniper rifles.
This of course would only be the "lifers" as new draftee's would not be trained in the use of these more complicated weapons.
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:sniper:

OOC GTG hopefully be back on this evening.

Rezlasnian Marine Colonel Liqourfield had to search for cover before he could fire up his radio... "Too Tree Romeo this is Alpha Niner Won... we are still encountering heavy resistance on the beach, request immediate strike on the Following Grid Coordinates..."

The Colonel rattled off the grid coordinates paying no attention carnage around him.

A few seconds later the radio crackled back to life..."Alpha Niner Won... Redbull is rolling in hot, ETA 45 seconds"

Less than a minute later the beach infront of him transformed from a mess of concrete and tangled wires to a wall of orange red fire. The heat was so intense that it sucked the air out of his lungs as the fire took the oxegen it needed.

Yes the morning hours had changes him forever, so many good marines died, and they were so young... Victory would be thiers, hail Rezlas.

Staff Seargent Chris Sirhc faced a different problem in the jungles of DFBI. His entire division, the 197th Airborne, known as the Panther Division, was misdropped. SSG Sirch could hear the units being ordered to reform, but much of the equipment was scattered and or damaged. Sirch faced an even graver problem, he had been seperated from his platoon. Knocked unconscious he laid in the deep DFBI brush for what must have been 4 hours while his platoon moved on. He could hear on his radio the devastating effect sniper fire combined with operational confusion was having on his platoon and the rest of Echo company.

As he mustered to his feet he heard the first crack and felt a sharp sting to his left thigh. He never heard the second crack, his world just faded to black.

bumpety bump

--Off the coast of Drunken Fratboy Island, Carrier 1, Battlegroup 15--
"What they hell do you mean?!" Screamed High Admiral Anderson.
"Well, sir, we don't have any conclusive evidence to suggest that this sin't a lie, but their counter-attack has been very immediate and strong; very suspicious for an 'unprovoked' attacked nations counter-strike."
"Go on..."
"Yes, and they've been hitting civilians according to recent reports." The caused the High Admiral's brow to rise, he could get a declaration of war very easy for that. "Yes sir, normally we'd rule it out to human error, but these are en masse for such a small nation."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Hmmm....Contact Fuehrer Alucard, and inform him of the situation. As of right now we will be peace-keeping." The aide promptly left the room.
"Well, now. What do you say we exercise our superior firepower then, shall we Gentlemen?" He pulled a wicked grin on his face, and gave the order: "Get a COM link established with both nations immedietly!"
--Minutes later--
"This is The Holy Navy Of The Holy Empire. As of right now, we have declared ourselves and investigative and peace-keeping force. We shall not attack either side unless we percieve a threat. As per a Holy Order, both sides are to stand down IMMEDIETLY. We no longer declare allegance to the Republic of Rezlas, but we are not enemies. We will move into position surrounding the coast that most of the war has been directed at; where the bombers ingressed, and where the cruise missles came in as a purely defensive force. We shall investigate this war, and determine who is lying. Until then, we are declaring a state of forced truce until a righteous cause is declared. Any acys of aggression against The Holy Navy will constitute war, and any acys of agression on each other will result in the attacking forces being anniahlated. We posess far superior numbers and greater technology as well as lethal force. It is in both of your intrests to stand down and let us first investigate this issue." He hanged up the reciever. "Alright, move out, to pre-determined coordinates Alpha through Foxtrot, flank speed!" The divisions (five in all) responded, and the navy was under way. They would be there in a matter of hours, and the screen would be in place. "Get us a defensive screen up in the air now!"
"Yessir!" Replied a bust radio operator. Soon after that, each carrier launched 5 Tomcats (50 in all) and had them begin patrols out ahead. AWACS planes took-off, and provided the vital long-range radar that was necessary in modern warfare. The batlegroup would stay bunched, however, and simply occupy the waters of the coast that the b-52s were currently flying over right now...

Daring Bombing Run On Fratboy City Catches AK Leaders Red-Handed
Thomas Payne
Avtomat Kalashnikov Imperial News Network

After reports of an unprovoked attack on Fratboy City in which multiple long-range stealth aircraft dropped incendiary bombs on distilleries and factories alike, Archon Frederick Schaeffer was quoted as saying, "While we are attempting to form better relations with the people of Rezlas, getting involved in their war without just cause would just be silly. There is no way our military was behind that attack, and unless the Drunken Fratboy military attacks us first, we will not see them as a military threat."

Moments after his statement at the Tharkad City Air Force Base, several military personnel were seen wheeling a large air-to-surface missile with "Chug on this, toga-boys!" written on the side. The Archon's verbal response to their presence is unpublishable.

OOC: I'm sry, who are you?
And plz rp an entrance, not just FIRE AWAY!

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We are using modern technology… I assume that this negates your claim of superior technology as the ROR has similar technology. I.E. Nimitz class carrier battle groups, modern infantry, armor and helicopters. I’ve done a good job of documenting my military through realistic purchasing. Feel free to do a search. Also… I’m no expert, but getting 5 battle groups of the coast in less than 24hrs seems a bit quick. It’s taking me 3 weeks (in game) to get one MEU transported there… Just some food for thought… I think we all want to keep this light and fun, and no… I don’t expect to get out of this unscathed.

Also… I thought AK did a decent job of entering… we’ve been talking on another thread.

Just my 2 cents…

“Mr. President” the aid interrupted, sending the intern scurrying away from under President Jeffries’ desk. “This better be import” Jeffries barked as he stood up and zipped his fly.

“It is” the aid assured. “The holy empire has demanded a cease fire using the threat of force. They’ve got a large naval fleet headed this way.”

“The Holy Empire? They stated their support for us just yesterday. There must be some mistake”

“No sir… her is the transcript of the message” the aide handed him the report marked SECRET.

“Hmmm… how much time do we have before their fleet arrives?” Jeffries questioned. He knew that there would be no way to defeat such superior numbers once they were in theater. He had two options. He could appeal to the international community to respect his sovereign right to defend his nation and his interests, or have to ensure that victory was achieved before the Holy Empire could meddle.

“Their fleet will be in place before the Second Marine Expeditionary Unit Arrives” the aid nervously replied.

“Well that’s just special… I want to get on the television immediately… get it set up. Also, get General Budlight in here NOW!, Oh yeah… and either fire that intern or get her to a dentist… those buckteeth aren’t doing it for me.”

A few moments later General Budlight entered the Presidents sitting room. “Good Afternoon Sir, you wanted to see me?”

President Jeffries, lifted his head up from the stack of reports. “Sit down General, I assume you have heard of this recent memo from the Holy Empire? What does this do to our timetable?”

General Budlight hated to give bad news, but the President needed to know this information and there was no way to sugar coat it. “Well sir, in a word it ruins it. We’ve got little time to wrap this thing up, and we really need more troops to do it. The misdrop and the 1st MEU landing in the wrong spot have put us in a pickle. Lagerton is ours for the most part, but the ground push into Fratboy city is stalled. We’re having to airdrop supplies in since the marines didn’t open up that corridor. Our armor is still in transport and will take atleast 6 days to get there, and once they are there we still haven’t taken their port. On the positive side, we own the skies, but the ground is just not good news.”

“Well General, what are their capabilities?”

“Sir their conventional forces are weak, we could sink their navy in a matter of hours, their air force has few planes and no runway” General Budlight chuckled. “Their armor is substandard…”

“Yes, go on the President prodded”

“Well sir it’s the damndest thing… even their conscripts are fairly accurate, and with the terrain and the fact that the enemy hasn’t met us in mass since early yesterday morning, we’ve had a hard time engaging them in force. The guerilla tactics they are using is much more effective than I anticipated. Lets not forget their nuclear capacity either.”

“Options General?”

“Frankly I see two… buy us more time, or declare victory and withdraw.”

The President thought for a moment “I have another idea, or should I say a combination. Break off our units from Fratboy City and have them move into Lagerton. From there we’ll make preparations for a withdrawl. I’ll get on TV and buy us the needed time… another 48 hrs. Here is the critical piece, step up the bombing, 24/7, and start using the big stuff, what did you call the one? Daisy Cutter? And those big fuel air bombs… yes… use those” President Jeffries almost giddy with excitement.

“I want a scorched earth policy, kill everything, burn everything. Nothing is to be left from Fratboy city to Lagerton. Concentrate the big stuff on Fratboy City and military targets.”

OOC:

We are using modern technology… I assume that this negates your claim of superior technology as the ROR has similar technology. I.E. Nimitz class carrier battle groups, modern infantry, armor and helicopters. I’ve done a good job of documenting my military through realistic purchasing. Feel free to do a search. Also… I’m no expert, but getting 5 battle groups of the coast in less than 24hrs seems a bit quick. It’s taking me 3 weeks (in game) to get one MEU transported there… Just some food for thought… I think we all want to keep this light and fun, and no… I don’t expect to get out of this unscathed.

Also… I thought AK did a decent job of entering… we’ve been talking on another thread.

Just my 2 cents…

No no no, you misunderstand me. We're all using Modern Tech here, but I'm using multi-million dollar Guided Missles Destroyers and subs that launch multi-million dollar cruise missles that travel hundreds of miles, whereas from what I've seen, there's WWII subs and battleships here, and TOW missles launched from trucks, not LASM SSMs. What I mean is, my weapons are MORE modern. I'm not using future tech or even post modern here. See what I mean?
And I thought you were assaulting his beaches with your main force now, so I decreased the time to get there...My misunderstanding. I'll change the time to get there to....a week and a half? It gives you some time, and doesn't interfere from what you said earlier about being able to do your plan in seven days...so you won't have to say 'oh wait, scratch that idea, he said he'll wait for us to invade...'
So, you've got 10 NS days of hell-raising before I can make my Neutral Blockade.

Oh, and AKs entrance before he edited it was about three sentenses long (not kidding). You are probably reading the modified version.

OOC

It's all rock and roll to me... Fratboy is using some WWII stuff and nam era... My technology is current... check the posts... it doesn't really matter to me... as long as it's fun. Rest of this is really up to fratboy...

--9 days off the coasts of Drunken Frat Boy Island--
An ensign walks into the room bearing a message that the High Admiral knew would come, but still wanted to hear. High Admiral Alexander Anderson turned to face the young man, towering over him. At 6'8", the High Admiral was indeed a tall man. He was dressed in what anyone who did not know otherwise might call priests' robes; black and long. But all in his command room knew otherwise. His short blonde hair rest atop his Irish head, and his circular glasses found the Ensign before him. The kid marveled at his sheer height. He didn't look all that strong, but he also knew otherwise. And the High Admiral also looked unskilled in the ways of war, after all, he was only 31, but the long scar on his face told a much different story. He made a wide grin, quickly stifled it away, and Admiral Alexander Anderson asked in a very deliberate tone, "Yes Ensign? What is it?"
The flabergasted ensign could only mumble, "Message for you sir." He produced a piece of paper from his hands. The Admiral took it with calculated grace, and peered at it. He then grinned, and read it aloud as he ordered the ensign took his leave. "I, Feuhrer Alucard, authorize full authority to High Admiral Alexander Anderson to investigate and halt the current war of Rezlaz and Frat Boy. I have sent your way an Assault Division, should you need them. Even if you don't, it is essential that they be safe. You are to halt your current position, and wait for them. They should be there be nightfall. And remember Alexander, Be Glorious."

The room stood silent for what seemed an eternity, blinking lights and muted overtones were all that filled the air. Then the High Admiral spoke. "Well then, Gentlemen...It looks like it might be war. All assets, halt immedietly, re-group and wait for the assault ship. Once it has arrived, we shall form a pentagon around it, with each naval division using the standard assault formation. This shall put us back to 10 days again, but I think we shall come to like the added 'persuasion' that boat posesses to make this war end."

Details:Okay, this is what we're looking at. When my assault hits, it'll be one assault ship in the center, and five divisions surrounding it. The assault ship is essentially a NIMITZ carrier that has been "hallowed out" to accomodate 6000 Marines, 50 tanks (HEMT), 50 small transport vehicles (CICV transport version) 100 Combat vehicles (CICV), and 120 Chinooks on the top. It is shorter and much wider than a standard NIMITZ carrier (noticebly), but has the same hull strength and defensive systems.
The formation that each fleet will be in in addition to the pentagon (meaning the formation that each division will be in at its' "spot" on the pentagon) will be this:The 2 AOE-6 Supply ships next to each-other in the middle, the 2 NIMTZ carriers will be one on each side. In front of them will be 5 AEGIS Guided Missle Destroyers in a delta formation. There will also be One on each side, one in the back, one that will be behind and to the right, and the last behind and to the left. Two Los Angelos subs will be furthur out at each side left and right, One trailing, and the five Seawolf subs will be the forward warning to each division.

NOW I HAVE A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION: How strict are you guys on having ONLY Modern Tech?
Because my Marine Core is just BARELY post-modern. Not future-tech, but post-modern. It uses tech that is likely to become available in the next 10 years or so. To see what I mean, go to the link in my sig, go to military, and look for the marine core. I won't be using the D-64 Dropships here at all, but I want to know if the rest is okay. Oh, btw...the helmet is neat and useful, but it only serves to better the communications of my soldiers in all real essense. Yes it does other things, but they are mostly "oooo shiney!" things. I can really dumb down the helmet and armor systems if you want me to do so, but please remember this: I will use ONLY this fixed number of men, and I am NOT a 'my pplz kill all yourz!' type of person. I will give you both large advantages and severe disadvantages to me in order to balance all this out, moslt likely through bad mistakes by command, you guys getting lucky, close-air support 'accidentally' bombs the wrong place, that sort of thing. That being said, please choose wheather to allow my marine core as is, dumbed-down a bit, or not at all.

--Off the coast of Drunken Fratboy Island, Carrier 1, Battlegroup 15--
"What they hell do you mean?!" Screamed High Admiral Anderson.
"Well, sir, we don't have any conclusive evidence to suggest that this sin't a lie, but their counter-attack has been very immediate and strong; very suspicious for an 'unprovoked' attacked nations counter-strike."
"Go on..."
"Yes, and they've been hitting civilians according to recent reports." The caused the High Admiral's brow to rise, he could get a declaration of war very easy for that. "Yes sir, normally we'd rule it out to human error, but these are en masse for such a small nation."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Hmmm....Contact Fuehrer Alucard, and inform him of the situation. As of right now we will be peace-keeping." The aide promptly left the room.
"Well, now. What do you say we exercise our superior firepower then, shall we Gentlemen?" He pulled a wicked grin on his face, and gave the order: "Get a COM link established with both nations immedietly!"
--Minutes later--
"This is The Holy Navy Of The Holy Empire. As of right now, we have declared ourselves and investigative and peace-keeping force. We shall not attack either side unless we percieve a threat. As per a Holy Order, both sides are to stand down IMMEDIETLY. We no longer declare allegance to the Republic of Rezlas, but we are not enemies. We will move into position surrounding the coast that most of the war has been directed at; where the bombers ingressed, and where the cruise missles came in as a purely defensive force. We shall investigate this war, and determine who is lying. Until then, we are declaring a state of forced truce until a righteous cause is declared. Any acys of aggression against The Holy Navy will constitute war, and any acys of agression on each other will result in the attacking forces being anniahlated. We posess far superior numbers and greater technology as well as lethal force. It is in both of your intrests to stand down and let us first investigate this issue." He hanged up the reciever. "Alright, move out, to pre-determined coordinates Alpha through Foxtrot, flank speed!" The divisions (five in all) responded, and the navy was under way. They would be there in a matter of hours, and the screen would be in place. "Get us a defensive screen up in the air now!"
"Yessir!" Replied a bust radio operator. Soon after that, each carrier launched 5 Tomcats (50 in all) and had them begin patrols out ahead. AWACS planes took-off, and provided the vital long-range radar that was necessary in modern warfare. The batlegroup would stay bunched, however, and simply occupy the waters of the coast that the b-52s were currently flying over right now...

From the Office of El Presidente
(currently located in a secret bunker deep under a mountian)
Hail Christopher Thompson! We welcome your intervention in this matter and we will abide by your wishes. It appears you have come to your senses and seen the light of truth about the dire situation we have been placed in. However, while we can promise that no acts of agression will befall your peace keeping forces, our military is still desperately fighting off an unrelenting and far superior enemy. While enemy troops have begun a tactical withdrawl, bombers and cruise missles still level our cities. We cannot call a cease fire untill your forces have intervened and silenced the enemys guns.
Upon delivering us from these evil-doers, our governemnt gives you a solemn oath to reimburse you for as much of your cost in this intervention as we can. We also look forward to a formal alliance and future trade considerations with your Most Holy Empire! Gawd Bless Christopher Thompson's Holy Empire and the Peoples Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island!

Humbly yours in gratitude,
El Presidente Esteban Wilhelmsen,
of The Peoples Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island

"They've taken most of Lagerton sir!" Reported one of El Presidentes many nameless aides. "All we have left in that area are the few snipers who have managed to remain hidden and local militants disguised as civilians. The snipers pick off the enemy here and there and civilian militias are setting booby traps and ambushes, but all we can realistically hope for is a demoralization of enemy troops. Our forces in Lagerton will not be able to recapture the city at this point, and we lose a few more of them every day."
"Damn." El Presidente quietly muttered. "I'd hoped the resistance at the beach would have held out longer, but we failed to anticipate the devastating effects of the enemys air support." after a moment of reflection, Esteban spoke again
"Send troops from Aleburg to help hold the line between Lagerton and the Capitol... And send troops from Stouton to reinforce Area 1337. Give them orders to attempt a flanking maneuver of Lagertons north east quadrant. With any luck, we'll mannage to pincer the capitalist bastards!"
"Yes sir!" said the aide as he rushed to give the Presidentes commands to military intelligence.

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From the Office of El Presidente
(currently located in a secret bunker deep under a mountian)
Hail Christopher Thompson! We welcome your intervention in this matter and we will abide by your wishes. It appears you have come to your senses and seen the light of truth about the dire situation we have been placed in. However, while we can promise that no acts of agression will befall your peace keeping forces, our military is still desperately fighting off an unrelenting and far superior enemy. While enemy troops have begun a tactical withdrawl, bombers and cruise missles still level our cities. We cannot call a cease fire untill your forces have intervened and silenced the enemys guns.
Upon delivering us from these evil-doers, our governemnt gives you a solemn oath to reimburse you for as much of your cost in this intervention as we can. We also look forward to a formal alliance and future trade considerations with your Most Holy Empire! Gawd Bless Christopher Thompson's Holy Empire and the Peoples Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island!

Humbly yours in gratitude,
El Presidente Esteban Wilhelmsen,
of The Peoples Republic of Drunken FratBoy Island

The Holy Empire understands your circumstances, but would also like to note that acting in defense on your mainland is far from aggression. We would also like to emphasize we bare no allegance to either side. We mearly wish to halt this war and determine who started it. Upon that discovery only shall we officially declare war and aid.

Basque Spin will be dropping foodstuffs for the citizens of Rezalas

--Aircraft Carrier 1, Battlegroup 15--
"Scorched earth?!" Screamed the Admiral in disgust.
"Yes sir," the aide replied. "It seems they have adopted such a policy. As of right now, their troops are backing-off in many areas, which we initially thought was a sign of good will. But we now know it was only a retreat to spare their own forces. Right now nuemerous bombers are flying over Frat Boy Island and reducing the country to rubble."
"He-he-he. I see. Well, then. Report this to the Fuehrer, and see what he says. Tell him we need to have him make an official statement to us and the world tommarow."
"Yes sir. It shall be done." The aide nodded, and ducked out throught the door to make the communication back to Central. All the while the Admiral stood there, partly in disgust for the actions of Rezlas, and partly in delight: Now there would be war.

OOC: Uber important bump to my post earlier about my marine core...

Republic of Rezlas Declares Victory, Announcing Willingness for a Cease Fire.

The Republic of Rezlas announced today that they had achieved thier military objectives against the aggressors in the DFI. Logistics are underway for the withdrawal of Rezlasnian military elements. "We have seriously degraded the DFI's ability to make war" General Budlight announced at a press conference outside the Presidential Compound. "While we have taken some casualties, the overwhelming superiority of our training and combined arms tactics have prevailed. Once the DFI agrees to the terms of the cease fire, we will begin returning our troops home.”

When questioned by reporters about the rumors of inflicting severe casualties among civilians in the DFI, General Budlight responded “Absolute propaganda, and nothing else. We used precision munitions where applicable to spare the innocent civilians of the DFI. If we bombed it, it was a military target.”

President Jeffries awaits contact from the DFI to formalize the cease fire agreement.

--6 days out--
The Admiral stood triumphantly at his post, over-looking his ocean with the scenic view that the Boss' Tower often provided him with. Then an aide walked in with a memo. He spun around and took the memo, rteading it over. As he got furthur, his face turned into a frown, and then rage. "What do you mean?!"
"Yes, sir. They will abide by our orders."
"Well, damn. Well, I guess that's a win for us, anyway. Alright, they've declared victory...we'll investigate the cause still, just in-case, and check-up on those civilian casulties. Maybe we can nail this bastard for war crimes."
"Yes, sir. But we may have an interesdting lead."
"What is it?"
"Well, a news cast a few days ago revealed very suspicious activity within AK."
"Oh?"
"Yes. Aparently, they were involved at least a bit in the daring bombing run. And their president was having a press conference as Cruise Missles were wheeled out behind him. His comments on that issue were censored, and as to date Frat Boy Island has no destroyers, which is what was reported as the attacker that began this war."
"Very suspisious indeed. Inform the Fuehrer of this."
"Yes sir, it shall be done."

Official Announcement
The Holy Empire recognizes the declaration of victory but will continue the investigation of this war's agressor. We shall be there in six days, and offer our fleet as neutral ground for means of signing a formal declaration of peace.

"The Rezlasian Pig-Dogs are retreating! We've won the day El Presidente!" shouted Minister of Foreign Affairs Hernando Wolksvagen
"Excellent! It looks as if our ground forces proved too much for them! Send a hearty "Thank you" message to The Holy Empire of Christopher Thompson. Those fine people no doubt played an invaluable role in disuaging the enemy from further acts of violence. I want his troops royally stinking drunk from keg upon keg of our finest Island Brew by midnight tonight!"
"Aye aye Sir! The transports will be loaded immediately!" Responded Naval Commander Jorge Zemann
"Only one problem remains my Presidente. The enemy, they have proclaimed victory in this skirmish. They claim they have achieved their objective, namely damaging the Island's ability to make war." interupted Minister Wolksvagen.
"No matter comrade! Prepare the comms rooms! I must make a broadcast to the world!" Beamed the Presidente...

Moments later, the Nations leader was infront of a news camera, adressing the international community...

"I am delighted to report that the Evil, Capitalist Pig-Dog, Rezlasian agressors have with drawn from conflict with our nation under threat of military reprisal from the Most Holy Nation of his Glorius Majesty Christopher Thompson. We would like to thank the peace keepers for their invention on our behalf. Had it not been for them, the destruction to our homeland would have been far more devastating." The Presidente cleared his throat, took a big waft from his beer stein and continued "The Rezlasian enemy has declared victory in this war. This Government's response to that claim is as follows: You have dammaged our buildings; We shall rebuild. You have killed many of our people; Yet we remain Soverein. You have tried to steal away our National Pride; But you have failed! We shall rise again from these ashes and achieve ten times our former glory! And we're gonna drink beer and make fun of you while we do it! That is all. Gawd bless this mess, lets get to the rebuilding people!" and with a smile and a wave to his people across the island, El Presidente exited. stage left...

In further news...
The government of Drunken FratBoy Island cries shame on the actions of Rezlas and asks all nations of good conscience to cease trade and diplomatic relations with the nation.

Drunken FratBoy Island gives laude and praises to the Holy Nation of Christopher Thompson this evening and announced today it's intention to set up talks for an allaince between the two nations.

Consuela Hess, head of Drunken FratBoy Island's Nuclear Program has informed the press that the Nuclear test proposed to take place on the island of Bigtopia has been cancelled. The test is allegedly still planned to take place at a later date and at a different test site. When asked if this cancellation of the Nuclear test had any thing to do with recent events, Ms. Hess declined to answer any further questions...

OOC sorry for the delay in this post. I was away on a trip and had little computer time available to me.

OOC: I'm assuming I can fast-forward time now, seeing as FratBoy said 'have them all drunk off their asses by midnight'.

IC: A great celebration of peace was had that night on the coast of Drunken FratBoy Island. Many men and women were on shore-leave for the night as they partied. 'A great sucess' read the headlines of many newspapers back home, and indeed it was. Not a single drop of blood had been shed from The Holy Empire. Their mere presense alone had scared both sides into complying. This conflict had cost them no more than the ammount of uel to get the ships there. However, even as the men and women sang songs on their ships and the shores in a drunken stupor, The Admiral was still calculating the impending war. He was furiously making phone calls all night, and putting together quite a case...A case powerful enough to warrant a rapid and thourough search of AKs weapon stockpiles. Their recent activities, coupled with the fact that FratBoy Island had no destroyers to disguise to begin this war made them, who had recently been seen moving cruise missles with profanity written on them, and their leaders' suspicious censoring had led him and a few key advisors in The Holy Empire to believe that AK had perhaps instigated this war. And soon, hopefully by the end of the week, they would have a strong enough case to issue another Holy Order: The inspection with threat of lethal force of the nation of AK. But for now, the world was once again, if even for a short while, at peace.

The Holy Empire also issued a statement proclaiming that it would hold formal peace-talks between the two nations of FratBoy Island and Rezlas in the coming days, and would forge new treaties of trade and prosperity there as well. It also issued a statement that did not condemn perhaps, but did strongly frown upon the nuclear tests scheduled by FratBoy Island.

OOC: Ummm....this is right, right? I mean I was getting the impression that AK really was behind this, for one reason or another...

Daring Bombing Run On Fratboy City Catches AK Leaders Red-Handed
Thomas Payne
Avtomat Kalashnikov Imperial News Network

After reports of an unprovoked attack on Fratboy City in which multiple long-range stealth aircraft dropped incendiary bombs on distilleries and factories alike, Archon Frederick Schaeffer was quoted as saying, "While we are attempting to form better relations with the people of Rezlas, getting involved in their war without just cause would just be silly. There is no way our military was behind that attack, and unless the Drunken Fratboy military attacks us first, we will not see them as a military threat."

Moments after his statement at the Tharkad City Air Force Base, several military personnel were seen wheeling a large air-to-surface missile with "Chug on this, toga-boys!" written on the side. The Archon's verbal response to their presence is unpublishable.

OOC: CT, is this what you are referring to? Sounds to me like they were underhandedly joining into the fray. But that "toga-boys" Remark really hurt my feelings :( so if this is the excuse you need to start a new war, then I smile and nod (while giving absolutely no formal support to said actions! After all, my country is still in ruins! We can't afford to start any more incidents untill we've rebuilt and repaired!) :D .

OOC: I see. I shall post more of the peace treaty signing and investigation later. Just kinda need to know this, so I get the right person...Who's destroyer was that that started this? I'm thinking that when I investigate it, I'll shave off some paint and find an insignia that tells me...