NationStates Jolt Archive

(OOC: This rp is semi open till I get ample enough people, then I will put my foot down and say 'no more people')

Mrs.Taft is the royal maid of the Czar's family. She has been working in the Manchester Manor (place where Czar stays) for over 10 years and she has been a good maid. Her fingers have gotten bony from her dusting habits, and she herself has became a walking dead. She was not prepared, even though she has been a veteran of the manor, to see a death.
Mrs. Taft woke up and dressed in her maid garbs. She knew it would be an ordinary day. Just like any day. She turtle-paced to the kitchen and noticed it was spotless. That made her work easier. She let out a small sigh. She went to the Czar's office for the monthly cleaning. She opened the door.

'Good morn-' she suddenly stopped and dropped her cleaning implements.

There lay, in the chair, all dead and distorted. A note. She read the note

'Dear Mrs. Taft, I have left to visit some relatives. Please do your usual job but be careful while dusting, I have left some priceless artifacts on my desk'

(A normal Nomaadian citizen is watching television)

'Today, the president was found...shot in the head.'

(OOC: Yo, I need a group that killed him or somebody who killed him)

OOC: I got it...let me get them okay!

(OOC:k)

OOC: You copied me! My president shot himself today!

(OOC: Ok, go ahead and write something pretty lengthy about the group or person that killed him and we'll go on from there.)

(OOC:Actually, Green Sun, my Czar, not president was shot and it wasn't suicide. And I didn't get the idea from you, I got it this morning, and decided to roleplay it right now, we could just play that it's an odd coincidence, or, we could tie the two deaths together somehow.)

((OOC: I know, I'm just messin' with ya. Sure, we can always connect the murders somehow. If you don't mind interacting with 2 FT nations.))

OOC: The Craindre Etats Unis is me and my brothers terrorist group...we are keeping them on the down low but I am getting them involved in stuff. So I am not going to go right out and say that they did it, but you and Nellisland can do a investigation into it. okay!

In a cheap hotel near the capotal of Nomaadia:

A man sits on the edge of the bed watching the news coverage of the recently deceased Czar. He was holding a Airsoft SG551 Carbine Rifle just cleaning it and laughing. He took apart the gun when a cell phone rang...

"Jip..here...sup?"

"Keep it down...did you do it...?"

"Yeah boss...perfect...the bastard never saw it coming...not for a minute...ha...i have some of his blood on my jeans...thank you for giving me the oppurtunity to kill him..."

"Whatever...you stay as hidden as possible until you get other orders got it...I am still waiting to hear from Slip and Gill about the Sarzonian assassinations so don't get caught. Or I will personally kill you."

"Okay...calm down dude...I did what you wanted...I am going to leave now...I will call you in the morning." Hangs up phone...and leaves the hotel in a black car.

OOC: I need a reason to kill him...some time I want Jip screwed by this guy so give me something to use...then give me another person to assassinate...maybe you should create an OOC thread or something okay!

President Nellis's chambers:

Nellis was looking for the information about this Slip guy when his aide entered the room to give him some information:

"Sir...I have troubling news...the leader of Nomaadia has been assassinated..."

"Who...what nation...?"

"Nomaadia...leader...assassinated...we think it was another one of those guys we have been following..."

"Shot...which one..."

"Jip..sir."

"Why can't we keep track of these guys?"

"Sir I don't know...here is some info on them."

"Okay...bye."

"Bye sir!"

Nellis knew that something big was going on and Nellisland was in the middle...first Slip and Gill disappearing and showing up in Sarzonia and now Jip maybe assassinating this Czar...something was up!

OOC: NO! I control Jip...he is my character...don't do that. Only I can control him. Sorry dude but you gotta delete that post.

OOC: Dude create an OOC thread so we dont have to these on this thread...it fills it up with useless junk!

Currently In Nomaadia

'This is Jake Thompson and Rick O'Brien. Your about to enter the news zone! Tonight, the Nomaadian Czar has been assassinated.'


Jack turned off the television. This is f-ing great! Jack is a member of the Nomaadian secret service, known as the X44. He went to the Central Office.

'Gentlemen, some bastard killed him, Mike, give me reports on suspects.'

Mike responded, 'Sir, we have quite a large profile, we believe it was someone out of the country, we are about to deploy squads to suspect nations like Nellisland and some others, we must mainly focus on Nellisland, we have great evidence that-'

Mike was cut off by Steve, who hurridely walked in with some papers.

'Sir! We have deployed and we are setting up radar, investigation is going great, take a look at some of these charts and graphs and....... (the rest of the conversation must be private because of National Security.)

To: The Government of Nomaadia
From: Nellisland

We have some information regarding the death of your leader. We need to have a meeting A.S.A.P.

A van arrives and men in fancy suits get out. They are all carrying suitcases, laptops, and electronic devices. They go inside and set up their equipment, plug everything in.

A man looks at his watch.

'their late' he murmurs.

(OOC:Our meeting place)

Leader Jason Batista was watching TV, before the Peace Relation with another country began. Holy shit... Jason opens his mouth widely. The president wrote a note and died? Holy shit... Holy shit... Jason decides to raise the National Security Alert from Relevant to Added Security. I'm going to call up some of the Intelligence to see if we were in it to...

A couple minutes later, Jason speaks to the Intelligence Minister. You what? ---- Called for spies to assaination? Where? --- What the hell? --- Why didnt you tell me? ------- Well at least you could of told me first. I'm the leader. ---------- Shit. You know we're in deep shit? Jason hangs up and sighs. I have to tell that our spies were in a spy project trying to kill the Czar... Jason talks to himself..

(OOC: dude the assassination has already been claimed...okay.)

President Nellis's Chambers:

President Nellis was looking through the information about this Jip guy when he came across a journal. Nellis was surprised to see one because it was exactly the same as the ones he found for Slip and Gill:

"...my father needs to die! I need to find a way to get to Nomaadia and take him out. But how I have no funds, no experiance or anythings. He stole the thrown from me..."

"Thrown?" Nellis was confused..."Could be the heir..." Nellis continued to read furthur through the journal.

"...a man approached me today. I can't remember his name. He represented a group...I can't remember the name of it though. He told me he wanted me to join and he promised that I could kill my father. Ha...In joined. I might even get to kill other people as well...Hahahahahaha...I get trained tommorow..."

"Shit! I not sending a diplomat over there now. I am ordering some of my opratives in. They may not like it but it will be the best way. No one will now as long they don't get caught. They need to catch this guy."

Nellis continued to look over all the information...

IC:
BREAKING NEWS!
"It seems that President Uziel had a hallucinogenic drug. This has helped Earnest Equanant's search greatly. He believes that the murder of Nomaadia's Czar and Uziel's suicide were connected. General Sherrif, Marshall White had this to say about Earnest's connecting of the deaths."
A slightly overweight man with a cowboy hat and a very Cossack look appears on the screen.
"What Earnest is doing is preposterous. Uziel has been known to pop one once in a while. Recently he's had a nasty flu, so he's been taking antibiotics. The doctor could have easily slipped him the wrong pills. Needless to say, he's been fired, and he doesn't blame us."
"Earnest Equanant is searching the doctor's stash of antibiotics and pills.
"In other news, the reason for teh exploding ice cream truck is still unknown. There was no bomb involved, say investigators..."

Another hotel room in Nomaadia:

Jip was sitting on the edge of the bed and turned the television to see the news of the President Uziels assassination...he then grabbed his cell phone and made a call:

Bring....bring...

"This is the Boss."

"Yo...do we have anything to do with this Uzel guys death?"

"Yeah...I send Parks to do it."

"Parks! Why him...and why Uziel in the first place?"

"You know how we operate...cause as much havoc as possible until we reach our ultimate goal."

"Yeah...okay...Got any more targets for me?"

"As a matter of fact I do...let me see here...Jim Barbs he's an actor, Feris McCulloch he's a Senator, and Janweq Hertz he's a Congressman."

"Why them?"

"Just do your job...I gave you your father...now do it?"

"With pleasure...I gotta go." Hangs up phone.

The doorknob turned...Jip grabbed his gun...the door opened...Jip fired...and there lay the maid...dead as doorknob...

"Shit...I gotta go now..." Jip grabbed his stuff and hopped into his car and drove towards his first target...Feris McCulloch...the senator and good friend of his father. Why he was supposed to kill was unknown to Jip but he didn't care.

EVEN MORE BREAKING NEWS!
"Earnest Equanant has done a thourough search of the doctor's medical possesions. He has found absolutely no evidence that the doctor had the drug Uziel took. After much research, he has determined that the drug was slipped to him during his before-bedtime drink of hot chocolate. Uziel's butlers and maids have been interrogated and all of them had been on vacation except for one temporary butler Uziel kept so his regular servants would have the night off. Where the butler is...That's something Earnest wants to find out.
"In other news, the reason for the exploding ice cream truck has been solved. Evidently, one of the major ice cream distributors has found that one of their flavors had combined with another flavor, and teh chemical interactions between teh two flavors destroyed the truck. Both flavors are being changed..."
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Earnest Equanant searched the Green House parking lot. The Butler was parked in the very spot he was standing in. He checked teh securit cameras and noticed he went south on Green Street. Right for South Green Sun City, the closest city with a spaceport. This man was leaving Red Homes for Earth. In fact, Earnest presumed, he already had. The man claimed to be a Green Sun decendant, but the man didn't look Russian or Chinese. Very few were European or American in Green Sun since the country was founded after the Chinese-Russian war of 1952. This man was an assasin. Earnest knew it.

(OOC:The Harloquins is a national event, when all the big movie stars come together to recieve awards, known as Harloquin)

Famous peoples, movie stars, and politicians alike are all sitting in a large auditorium, located in the nation's capital city. Tonite, the Harloquins will be awarded to the greatest actors of Nomaadia.

In Feris's dressing room

'Oh Feris! You look fabulous daling!'

Feris smirks, 'Quit the chit-chat bitch, do my damn nails'

Feris continues her preparation. The building is a dome like structure, their is a skyway intrance. It is 10PM. To get in you must pass through a series of gates, the guards will check you for narcotics, guns, and suspicious objects. You then make it to the parking lot, where a 1 man team guides your through. When you get out, you walk up to the main entrance, where you walk through a metal detector, and are asked several questions by an array of security personnel. Then you arrive at the lobby. There is a concession stand and people crowded in, chatting about stars. The main auditorium is shaped like a triangle.

Feris is finally done and gets seated in the very first seats.

The Show Begins...

Many stars receive Harloquins, then an announcer says

'And now, it is time for Best Female Actress Harloquin'

He takes an envelope from a showgirl, looks at it, (at this time, the timpani is drum rolling) its! (crash cymbol) Feris McCulloch!

(Happy music plays) The crowd uproars into a mighty paean as Feris, all smiles, walks up to the podium. She stingly grabs her award and embraces the podium

'Um' she says, 'I'd like to thank'

(OOC:Dude, I set this thing up perfect for you.

((You said that already! You said that already!

Anyway, since this is tied with the murder of my president (Which is still unsolved) I'm bumping this. Actually, a bit of a revival...))