NationStates Jolt Archive

*On the radio and the few T.Vs in the realm.* "Hello Folks I am Ragnar DeVill your new leader. We have worked hard to start this nation, we have problems such as Fortress Boulder right in our territory but nothing we cant handle. Our millita small as it may be is strong in traing and resolve.
"http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/Ragnar.jpg
I am brodcasting today from our new Fort in Chayanne Mnt. It is here that you will all come if we ever must surender our lands. But that will never happen. As of 1300 I passed into law that mandates all homes have at least two firearms, and that all citizens over the age of 17 will join in local civil defense corps that will train at regular times. We also wish to extend our hand in peace to all who wish it."

OCC: I can locate all stats just ask
IC:There are only 2,000 milita members at the moment with every 1,000,000 citizens 1,000 more join. Each trooper carries Colt Government model Series 80 .45ACP http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/1911_series80.jpg
Every 4th one carries a Colt M4 and M4A1 carbine http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/m4a1.jpg
2/4 carries a Franchi SPAS-12
http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/Spas12.jpg
1/4 will have a FG-42 automatic rifle http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/fg42-2.jpg
The civil defense members all carry the .45 along with Remington 1100 http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/rem1100tact.jpg
or Mossberg 500 Tactical with 590-style heatshield and without sights.jpghttp://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/mossberg500tact.gif
At the moment there are only ten fighter planes in the military those being
two F-14 Tomcats http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/f14.jpg
One Boeing B-29 Superfortresshttp://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/b29.jpg
Four Vought F4U Corsairshttp://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/f4u_3way.jpg
One North American P-51 Mustanghttp://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/p51_3way.jpg
One ROOIVALK ATTACK HELICOPTERhttp://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/rooivalk2.jpg
and one UH-1Y HUEY UTILITY HELICOPTERhttp://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/UH-1Yhuey_1.jpg
There are only five tanks in the military at the time they are three world war two M3A1s http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/m3_a4_medium_01.jpg
and two world war two German Panzerfeldhaubitze 18M auf GW III/IV SdKfz 165 Hummel "Bumble Bee":http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/hummel_04.jpg
We have a varity of trucks,Humvees that are used and the pride of our military is our eight PANDUR II 6X6 AND 8X8 LIGHT ARMOURED VEHICLES http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/PandurII1.jpg

*on screen with voice over shows a large red brick building with three armed men in front standing over five corpses two in the uniform of the local Defense Squad*"Today we were witnessesed to the violence of Fortress Boulder when they stormed the local Mason's Hall leaving the two guards out front dead and many wounded inside. When our great leader went to confront BOulder he and his people were met with open hostility and shown fire arms. At the moment we will not be going to war but the construction of an outerwall suronding hteres is in the works. Our hearts and prayers go out to the victims. In lighter new little Timmy fell down the well."

OOC: Is this a civil war RP or what type of thing is this?

Tag for later reply

occ: not really it will be more of open warfare between me and Fortress Boulder later on it will take some time to reach that point.

CNN:l In a show of both force and pride Colorado and Texas unvield her new navy today, true they only have four ships as of now but they are quite proud of them. They are the pride and flag ship the UCT LBJ she is a rebuilt Class: Iowa Battleship
Launched: 7 December 1943
At: Philadelphia Navy Yard, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Commissioned: 16 April 1944

Length: 887 feet, 3 inches
Beam: 108 feet, 3 inches
Draft: 37 feet, 9 inches
Displacement: 57,500 tons
Armament: (1988) Nine 16"/50 cal. guns; twelve 5"/38 cal. guns; 32 armored Tomahawk missile launchers; 16 Harpoon missile launchers; and four 20 mm Phalanx CIWS Gatling-type guns

http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/wisconsin2.jpg

They have a re-built Class: VC2-S-AP2 Victory Ship Named The UCT George. W. Bush Jr.
Built: Kaiser Shipyard #1, Richmond, California
Commissioned: USS Red Oak Victory (AK-235) December 5, 1944

Length: 455 feet
Beam: 62 feet
Draft: 28 feet
Displacement: 15,200 tons
Armament: One 5-inch/38 caliber gun; one 3-inch/50 caliber gun, and eight 20 mm guns

http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/redoak.jpg

They have an old Sloop of War they are outfitting with armore named the UCT Gen: Stonewall Jackson
Launched: August 26, 1854
At: Gosport Navy Yard, Portsmouth, Virginia
Commissioned: July 28, 1855

Length: 179 feet
Beam: 40 feet, 6 inches
Draft: 19 feet
Displacement: 1,400 tons
Armament: Twenty-two 8-inch guns
http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/constellation3.jpg

The last ship they have for now is a Class: Van Amstel Steel Minesweeper named the UCT Bartman
Launched: 22 September 1936
At: Gusto Shipyard, Schiedam, The Netherlands
Commissioned: 26 May 1937

Length: 186 feet
Beam: 25 feet, 6 inches
Draft: 6 feet, 11 inches
Displacement: 460 tons
Armament: (After WW II) one 40 mm gun, five 20 mm machine guns
http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/crijnssen2.jpg

The The UCT George. W. Bush Jr sailed towards the three Boulder wooden Frigates, these ships have been attacking fishermen all along the Texas coast. "All hands man the battle stations, this is not a drill.'"This Captain NAncy Twilliger":*the young lady said into the microphone*"all hands on-bored those Frigates prepare to be boded."
*in answer to that the first Frigate opend up with her Twenty 32 pounder carronades the shot missing the larger more modern ship, while this went on the other two ships started to sail off.*
"Open fire"yelled Nancy as her crew fired the Nine 16"/50 cal. guns; and the twelve 5"/38 cal. guns the rounds tearing the woodn ship to pieces.
"lower life boats go get as many sailors as you can out of those waters, ignor the other two ships we will get them some other time"

OOC: One wonders how inland Boulder, Colorado found the facilities to launch even wooden frigates.

occ: alternative world? I dont know but I am having fun :) ...well they are being launched from Texas and Fortress Boulder is near the coast because some how that makes sense.

The UCT Gen: Stonewall Jackson sailed up the coast towards the small town of Corpus Christi Tx where they would help set up a work camp for the sailors that the George Bush had captured.

This is a top secret comnicay to all senior level navel officials if that is not you turn off the screen or burn this faliure to do so is punisihable by death.


Men to day we unvail our newest toy, just purchased and refurnished we have this sub the UCT Dragonrain. Class: Potvis Three-cylinder Submarine
Launched: 21 My2005 At: Port Kilgore TX
Commissioned: 24 February 2004

Length: 257 feet
Beam: 25 feet, 6 inches
Draft: 16 feet
Displacement: 1,509 tons (surfaced)
Armament: Eight 21 inch torpedo tubes, 18 Mark 8 torpedoes, 22 Mark 37 torpedoes

http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/ragnardevill/tonijn.jpg

She and her crew will be patrolling all over our coast.

President DeVill

On Televisons throughout the realm.....Today we are proud to annuce our milita is no more instead they shall be split int to two branche and each branch will have two other branches. We also would like to anouce the formatin of the Secret Police they are your friends. Firat up is the Army and Army Air-corps. We are proude to have added 20 new P51 Mustangs and three new F-14s. The army and air coprs uniforms shall look like this http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/Army.bmp
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/airforce.bmp

The navy and Marine uniforms shall look like this
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/navy.bmp
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/marine.jpg

Our secret police uniforms shall look destinct like this
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/SecretPolice.bmp

Rember be proud of our great land.

In other news Fortress Boulder has refused to allow Inspectors in to check on the slaves more on that later.

We here in Krystal Realm have been sickened by those degenrates in Fortress Boulder. We have decided if you would like to send you some of our forces to go in and teach them a leason they shall not soo forget. Here is a list of our military so you may choose whome you would like. Our weapons may not be as advanced as yours but we know how to use them. First up is our Armed Response Force they shall be wearing our top of the line uniforms that look like this. http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/silverwolfmage74/Army.bmp
They are armed with both Heckler und Koch MP-5s http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/silverwolfmage74/hk_mp5sd3.jpg
and SigSauer P228s http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/silverwolfmage74/sig-p228.jpg
We can only affor to send you 500 of these men but we will also send you
25 of our air force. They will include three piolets that will fly our chopers and 22 ground crew/gunners they shall wear our tradional air-force uniforms. http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/silverwolfmage74/Airforce.bmp
they to are armed with the P228s. There Chopers are the Mi-35 Hind E
http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/silverwolfmage74/HInd.jpg
We can also have two of our ships with personal help patrol your coast line the ships will be the HMS Deathhawk and the HMS Kilgore both are Class: River Frigate
Launched: 6 April 1944
At: Walkers of Maryborough, Queensland
Commissioned: 27 April 1945

Length: 301 feet, 6 inches
Beam: 36 feet, 6 inches
Draft: 12 feet
Displacement: 2,220 tons full load
Armament: Two 4 inch H.A./L.A. guns three 40 mm Bofors antiaircraft guns, and ten 20 mm Oerlikon antiaircraft guns http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/silverwolfmage74/ships.jpg
the personal wear this typ of uniform only differance will be rank symbols.
http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/silverwolfmage74/navalpersonal.jpg
We we will send 10 of our medics to help in this needed proceder. Because we know your own people are having a hard time fighting what was once thier sisters and brothers.
We hope we find you well and look forward to hearing from you.

The three Mi-35 Hind Es flew low towrds the walled city of Fortress Boulder well aware of the looks they got from the populas of Colorado and Texas. This was not an attack on Boulder but a show of force to prove that the denzins of the WASTED AMERICA would band together to fight all evil.

"Governor Barcas, a message for you from the capital." The aide handed Governor-General Juan Pancho de las Barca a piece of paper, emblazoned with the seal of the Ministry of Defense.

Barcas took the paper and set it on his desk. He set down his cup of coffee and reached for his reading glasses. Once he'd put them on, he picked the message back up and started reading.

Governor-General Barcas,

It has come to our attention that a new state calling itself Colorado and Texas has arisen in the central part of the continent. Throughout the area, our satellites have picked up signs of fighting. There even appears to be some naval engagement near the Texas coast. I want you to send 5th Fleet to investigate, and if possible, moderate the situation. The usual strictures apply. Separate orders have been dispatched to Admiral Perry at Port Royal Naval Base, but I wanted to give you a heads-up to the situation. Inform Admiral Perry that he is not to attack any foreign vessel unless first fired upon. After that, he has the full permission of the Emperor, the Under-Secretary of the Navy, and myself to engage and eliminate anything he sees as a threat.

Ottoman authorities in Cuba have been informed of our actions, so there is no need to worry about upsetting our friends there.

Good day,
Henry Nagara
Minister of Defense

"Well, this is interesting," Barcas muttered before dismissing his aide and making the necessary phone calls.

***

Fifth fleet was an impressive group of ships, consisting of two Carrier Battle Groups. As the warships of the Royal Navy sped north through the blue water, a message was broadcast to all ships in the vicinity of the Texas coast.

To Whom It May Concern:
It has come to the attention of the Imperial Commonwealth of Malkyer that there has been some sort of naval battle in the Gulf of Mexico. I have dispatched the Fifth Fleet from the Viceroyalty of the Carribean in order to investigate the situation and if possible, mediate a solution. I have ordered our vessels to treat others as neutral; if this attitude is not reciprocated, then there will be reprecussions. It is my sincerest hope that the Fleet will be able to restore peace to this part of the world, and I ask that you aid them in that endeavor.

Sincerely,
Juan Pancho de las Barcas
Governor-General, Jamaica
Representative of the Viceroy and of His Majesty's Imperial Government

all citizens over the age of 17 will join in local civil defense corps that will train at regular times.


CRAP! THAT'S ME!

oh btw it's Cheyenne Mtn, not Cheyanne.

Heading towards the two Boulder frigates the four newly purchased Fast Patrol Boats Length: 80 feet, 4 inches
Beam: 24 feet, 5 inches
Draft: 6 feet, 10 inches
Displacement: 69 tons
Speed: 43+ knots
Construction: Double planked Honduran Mahogany
Armament: one 40mm gun; two 20mm guns; one 50 caliber machine gun; the radio chater between them went like this:
"This Capt Mary Insenbar of the UCT Republican all vesales check in"
"UTC: Foe Basher here"
"UTC: Clinton"
"UTC: Kennedy here"
"Ok on my mark sink those ships!"

CRAP! THAT'S ME!

oh btw it's Cheyenne Mtn, not Cheyanne.
occ: ok so I can not spell

The phone on the bridge of the carrier HMS Hermosillo rang. A young ensign answered, listened for a moment, and then put his hand over the receiver. Turning to the Admiral, he said "Admiral, it's Captain Owensford."

"Ah, thank you, Ensign. I'll take that." He took the phone from the young man, who promptly returned to his station. "Perry."

"Admiral, this is Joshua. I'm calling to let you know that as of yet no one has responded to our hails."

"Hmm. What do you make of that? Are they ignoring us?"

"I doubt it, sir. I don't think it'd be much of an exaggeration to say that this fleet has about as much firepower as their whole nation. You just don't ignore something like that."

"You are broadcasting on all channels, yes?" He waited for the affirmation, then said "Well, give them a little more time. If there is an intense fight, they could be thinking of other things at the moment." An understatement. Anyone who got distracted in battle quite frequently found themselves dead. "How much time until we make visual contact with them?" Owensford's ship, the destroyer Indomitable, was in the lead, and he would be the first to actually see what was happening.

"About an hour at the very most, sir."

"Excellent. Keep me posted."

"Aye, aye, sir." The was a click as Owensford hung up his phone. Perry set the receiver down, and returned his gaze to the blue expanse of the Gulf.

The four Fast Patrol Boats sped towards the two remaining frigates fireing as the went past, they circled like sharks shreading the two wooden ships. As the surving sailors lept into the sea from thier firery shps. The gunners onbored the four FPBs opened fireing killing each sailor the waters went red with blood.

OOC: Is C&T playing with himself? Or is there someone RP'ing Boulder States?

"Capt Mary Insenbar of the UCT Republican calling Port Alamo we have one surivivor from the HMS Raging Cajun her name is Lt.Delew McFerson have a intergation team ready to talk to her then we will send her head back to Fortress Boulder no one messes with us. Here is our prisoners photo"http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/Delew.bmp


*Back at Port Alamo the newly formed Intelgance Gathering Servce gathered their tools of the trade ready to beat the prisoner if need be.*http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/IGS.bmp

OOC: Is C&T playing with himself? Or is there someone RP'ing Boulder States?ooc: unforantly the creator of FOrtress Boulder my little brother quite playing so if any one wants to play as them go for it

OOC: I'll RP as him, if you don't mind..

Just before the frigates of the Boulder fleet went down to the deep, they managed to scream a mayday into the radio room of the "flagship." Able, before they took the final plunge, to throw the mayday and the distress call over five different channels, they hoped that their call for help would reach someone. They lept to the sea, unaware that they would be slaughtered as they hit the water. All but one, however, the Lieutenant Delew McFerson.

The newly appointed Colonel Asther stood over a table in Boulder, Colorado. A map of the region was rolled out.

"We've lost naval superiority.." said one of his assistants. "Frigates were sunk by the Colorado and Texas government a little while ago. No survivors, as far as we can tell."

The colonel nodded.

"Send out an all-call. Inform the populace that should tensions and war continue, an act of conscription will be put into place and the citizens shall be called up to defend their families, their homes, and their freedoms. Meanwhile, tell them to pray that peace should come.."

ooc:heh this should prove to be amusing you are playing a socity led by woman where white males can not serve in the military here is the fourm my brother started that tells about them http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=419761&highlight=Fortress+Boulder
IC: Deep inside the IGS office in Port Alamo the prisoner was being...talked to*
"Well well Lutinate"spat out the officer"we have you now see what happens when you mess with us? We let you form your own land inside our territory and this is how you repay us?"
*the chained and bloody woman replied*"you are white pigs you are the evil andvile male if you were back in the fortress you would be on your knees"
"Enough!'*the officer swung his ham sized fist slaming into the young womans
face he then proceded to lift his sword swinging it with a meaty thump removing her head*"send this to the enamy let them know what we do to terriost and slave owners."

OOC: Ok, well, I'm screwed. Just change all of the pronouns "he, his" in my previous post to "she, her". =)

Unknown to the Colonel, as the Lieutenant was being beaten and abused in the Texan prisons, an embassy was sent out. Ms. McClure set out towards the domains of the Texans, to see if they could end this war.

Meanwhile, the Colonel stood before a group of women and men of various colors - excluding white, of course. "Women, brothers of the disenfranchised! The Texans bear down on us with their military weight, and try to re-establish the rule of the white overlord! It falls upon your shoulder to take up the rifle to defend the sovereignty of womankind and those abused in the years past by the white man! Should the ignorant Texan men, dumb as apes, reject our preposition for peace and prosperity, we will be forced to show them the fury of womankind!"

Cheering, the Colonel had only hoped it wouldn't come to that..

occ:heh funny
IC: The Five P51s flew low over the walled city of Fortress Boulder not firing the sounds of thier engins screamed as the pilots looking out the windscreen two females and three males smiling as they pulled up and headed back towards Fort Denver Colorado.*

After about an hour of travel, Ms. McClure was within Texan land. She was now headed towards the Texan capitol, where ever that might be. Fervor was rising in Boulder Fortress, she knew it, and thus had to act quickly. She hoped she made it in time..

*back on bored the Patrol Boats the radio crakled to live*"This is Capt Mary Insenbar who ever is hailing please respond, we had a wee bit of trouble but it is taken care of"*fliping to a secure channel she sent out this message.....To the UCT LBJ we are being halied by a large fleet please advise.....*
*On bored the UCT LBJ captatin. Larry Howard heard the message he responded by sending this.....stand down and respond to them we are to far to help you but the sub UCT Dragonrain is on her way.*

After about an hour of travel, Ms. McClure was within Texan land. She was now headed towards the Texan capitol, where ever that might be. Fervor was rising in Boulder Fortress, she knew it, and thus had to act quickly. She hoped she made it in time..
"Sir the foul Boulderites have sent an ambasoder to see you"
*President DeVill smiled and said*"well when she gets here send her in, but untill thenm have all of our Colorado Forces go to full aleart I want P51s flying full time hide our F14s for now also have the choppers patroll the outer wall of their city./ When the ambasoder gets here we have a package for her."*he patted the locked box with the unforante Lts head in it.*

* The UCT Dragonrain surfaced next to the UCT Republican the water splashing down her sides, the hatch opened as the crew ran to thiere battle stations, a .50 cal chain gun was set up on the bow(?) the Captain Dennis Shockman the 2nd steped out and towrds the wating gangplacnk down to Republican."What do we have?"
"Sir it looks like who ever has been trying to hail us belongs to that nice fleet over thiere"
"Hail them?"
"We have sir we are wating for a reponse"
"Very good they know I am here and my ship shall be right below the surface if you need us"
*with that said he went back to his sub the crew wraping up the gun and running back in to her, they black sub slowly sank below the surface*

To Whom It May Concern:
It has come to the attention of the Imperial Commonwealth of Malkyer that there has been some sort of naval battle in the Gulf of Mexico. I have dispatched the Fifth Fleet from the Viceroyalty of the Carribean in order to investigate the situation and if possible, mediate a solution. I have ordered our vessels to treat others as neutral; if this attitude is not reciprocated, then there will be reprecussions. It is my sincerest hope that the Fleet will be able to restore peace to this part of the world, and I ask that you aid them in that endeavor.

Sincerely,
Juan Pancho de las Barcas
Governor-General, Jamaica
Representative of the Viceroy and of His Majesty's Imperial Government

Captain Owensford smiled as the radar began to show blips where the other ships were. Finally, someone might respond to their call.

OOC [Out of Character]: I assume you're talking about me when you refer to "that nice fleet over there." Just to let you know, I can't respond to a hailing message you didn't send. Feel free to post a reponse to mine, or write up your own. But for future reference, you can't say "We hailed them and are waiting for a response" without first sending me some sort of message to respond to, whether it is posted here in the forum, sent to me via TG [telegram] or we talk about it over some kind of messenger service (AIM, MSN, etc.), because I won't have anything to respond to.

Otherwise, you've done a good job. Your thread is a lot better than most people your age (your nation, not you specificly).

occ:thankyou
Ic: "open all frequencys"*said Capt Mary Insenbar"Hello this is the Captain of the UCT Republican whome are you and why are you here please respond, we are here on officail buisness over"*with that said she sat down and waited her crew and the crews of the other ships watching ready to respond to any show of force although they knew they were out gunned*

*deep in the bowels of the Fedreal Prison Dallas*
"Ah Commander I see you have avrived"
"Hurry up you slimly little rat this better be important"
"ah but it is see i have this gril here"
*a bloody tied up young girl*
"what? good lord man what have you doen?"*the solider pulls his pistol*
"wai wait a second sir look"*befor he can say anything else the commaner fires killing him, he runs over to the girl and unties her whispering*"it is ok darlin it i ok"*tears stream down his face*

"Hello this is the Captain of the UCT Republican whome are you and why are you here please respond, we are here on officail buisness over"*with that said she sat down and waited her crew and the crews of the other ships watching ready to respond to any show of force although they knew they were out gunned*

As soon as the message was finished Owensford relayed it to Admiral Perry, who promptly responded.

"This is Admiral Daniel Perry of the Royal Navy of Malkyer. My ships have been disptached to observe exactly what is going on out here. You see, all of a sudden our satellites picked up a naval battle in the Gulf of Mexico, which until now has been a peaceful area in the strategic rear of the Viceroyalty of the Carribean. Naturally, we were a little worried, and so the Fifth Fleet has been sent to observe, and if necessary, intervene and restore peace to the region.

I assure you, we mean no harm to either you or your nation, but we would like to know what is going on. I believe one of my destroyers, the Indomitable, is already within within sight of your ships. If you require aid, please let us know. Over." He set down the receiver and waited for a response.

He chuckled a little. This people sure had guts, he had to admit. Official business, he thought. I think she was on the verge of telling me to get the hell out of here. They weren't afraid to tell bigger nations to back off, and if they didn't kill themselves off during this civil war of theirs, that would make them a force to be reckoned with in the Carribean. Unless they encroached on Malkyer's territory, at which point they would be eliminated.

He could now see the glinting of multiple ships in the distance, probably whatever fleet these Texans had assembled.

*clicking off the mike the captain turned to her crew*"Raise the flags let them see what we are about"*she then turned back on the radio"all is fine we were just killing some um*long pause* i mean dumping some garbage but feel free to come aborde if it pleases you"*she turns to her first mate*"issue all crew members weapons we do not know what these people are like"
*on each of the ships two new flags rise moving proudly in the wind she looks out over the side of the UCT Republican and smiles as she sees the bullet riddled corpses float by*
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/Troutman.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v396/wardoggames/fredonia.jpg

*coded transmision from HQ to the UCT Republican....*collect all compleat bodies....static...needed for....ment......over*"What in the seven layers of hell? Orders are orders comence clean up"
*over the sides of the ships men climbed as they began to collect the least shot up corpses.*

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The destroyer Indomitable pulled alongside the UCT Republican. The weapons were all ready, but the various gun crews waited outside their guns, so as to appear less threatening. It didn't really matter, as the entire Fifth Fleet was close behind and would annihilate these Texans if they attacked. The carriers Repulse and Darwin had already put squadrons of planes into the air to patrol and observe.

As the Indomitable settled alongside the other ship, a gangplank was put across in between the two vessels. Captain Owensford and two other officers walked across the plank until they reached the other ship. They could see weapons in the hands of the foreigners, and bodies floating in the water. Owensford stifled a sneer. Sloppy work, he thought.

He looked around for the captain. "Permission to come aboard, ma'am?"

*looking at the man waiting to come abored Capt Mary Insenbar smiled and lit up her pipe*"only if you consint to only carry side arms and you will be searched. Nothing personal we just have to be safe"*she motions for the two black clad soliders to come over*

Owensford almost frowned, but not quite, at this breech of custom. The Owensfords were an old military familiy in Malkyer, and took tradition and custom seriously. However, he decided to let it slide, as this nation was young, and because of that even the senior officers would be inexperienced.

"Of course. I can assure that at the moment the Imperial Commonwealth means to harm neither you nor your nation, though next time you may want to be more careful when 'dumping garbage,'" he said, gesturing at the bullet-ridden bodies floating in the water. He sincerely hoped that this was an official conflict between armies. Malkyer did not take kindly to the persecution of dissidents, and Owensford was not in the mood for a fight today.

The two black-clad soldiers came forward, and the three Malkyeri officers spread their arms to be searched. The two junior officers each carried a pistol, but Owensford was unarmed.

*Capt Mary Insenbar smiles surprisingly beutifull for having so many scars, her silver-grey eyes glint with good humor*"oh them they were bandits we shall say, may I offer you and your men something to drink? We have some very good Texan Whiskey and Coloradoan Wines in my office."*leads them over to the door that is poainted like the Battle Flag of the Republic*"Right this way"*in the hall there are more troops some sitting on what looks supiceusly like coffins.*(sp sorry)

"I apologize," Owensford began, "But I am afraid I will have to keep this visit strictly professional. Specifically, my superiors want me to inquire as to exactly what is going on here in the Gulf, and on the continent itself. You see, the Imperial Commonwealth is nervous about a conflict in our strategic rear which has sprung up quickly and without warning. Until a few days ago, this region of the world was quite stable and uneventful." He paused, and waited for an answer.

"ah you have nothing to worry about, we have the bandits under controll."*she looks over at the other ships as they dredge the sea for all the fallen and anything worth taking*
"just a minor dispute with a nation inside our territory, they are getting to big for thier britges."

"Well, minor disputes often have a way of spiralling out of control. Certain players in the game of world politics make a living out of destabilizing the status quo. If I may be frank," Owensford said, "allow me to give you a warning to transfer to your superiors. Malkyer does not like incidents such as this in our own backyard, and if it continues we may feel the need to intervene. My advice is to finish this business of yours as soon as possible, and make sure it doesn't happen again. Good day, madam." Owensford tipped his hat in salute, and departed with the two junior officers.

***

As soon as they were back aboard the Indomitable, Owensford phoned Admiral Perry onboard the command carrier.

"Aye, sir. Something is going on that they aren't telling us. My two cents? I would contact the RIA or Military Intelligence, and try to contact these 'bandits' of theirs. I see. Aye, aye sir." He hung up the phone.

"Mr. Mowenstein, raise flags in salute, and then move to rejoin the fleet."

"Aye, aye sir!"

*looking off the port side of the Republican the capts turned to her first mate*"contact our sub tell them to fallow those ships and monitor any communications"
"aye mame"
*getting thiere orders the sleek black sub cut quitly below the surface*

*unbeknowest to the crew of the Colorado shiops one young crewperson had survived, she started to swim towards the fleet that she saw wondering if she was going to be shot in the back. Her body covered in burns and splinters.*

*she winces as she thinks about those dupes who work for the white males of C&T she crys in pain from her wounds*

"Captain Owensford!"

"What is it, Ensign?" Owensford moved his gaze from the UCT Republican sliding slowly into the distance to the young man at the sonar station.

"Sir, I'm getting something on sonar, breaking away from their main cluster of ships," the young sailor replied.

Owensford looked over at his First Mate, Howard Longe. "Probably a submarine, sent to follow us."

"Do you think they're trying to monitor our communications?"

"Perhaps. It doesn't matter if they are; all of our comms are encrypted. Mr. Long, please inform the Admiral of this development. I don't like this situation one bit, but he is the superior officer. Let me know what he wants us to do."

"Aye, aye sir."

*the young sailor swam faster towards the fleet waving her right arm.*

*the captain of the sub turns to his 1st mate*"well turn on all decodding machine prepare to evesdrop"
"aye sir"

OOC: Fortress Boulder, is she waving at my fleet, or C&T's ships?

ooc: you fleet sorry about that

Gunner's Mate Second Class Calvin Sheperd climbed out of the gun turret once the all-clear was sounded as the Indomitable moved away from the Texan ships. He walked over to the railing at the side of ship and leaned over, taking in a deep breath of the salty air. He looked back at the foreign ships, and wondered what the hell was going on. He could see them pulling bodies out of the water...Bandits, my ass, he thought. Then he though he saw something move in the water in between the Indomitable and the Texan ships. It was hard to tell, because the destroyer was moving away fast to rejoin the fleet, but it looked like...yes, it was a person, in the water, frantically swimming away from the Texans. "Shit," Sheperd muttered to himself. "Chief! There's someone in the water back there!"

Chief Petty Officer Harlan Ward ran up to Sheperd. "Where?"

"Right there," said the younger man, pointing.

"Oh hell. Run tell the captain to slow 'er down." As soon as Sheperd was away, Ward started yelling "Man overboard! Man overboard!" Grabbing two other sailors and telling them to come with him, he grabbed a life-ring and headed to the destroyer's fastboat, lashed onto the railing at the aft of the starboard side. Quickly, the three men detached the smaller boat and sped toward the person in the water. Behind them, they could hear a groaning sound as the Indomitable came to a full stop much faster than it was meant to.

When they reacher the man, they saw it wasn't a man at all, but a woman. She was badly burned, and wounded with numerous splinters. "Shit," said Ward. He and another of the sailors pulled her aboard, while the third turned the fastboat around and headed back toward the destroyer.

When they reached it, several crewmen helped to get the woman on board. Captain Owensford was already on deck. "The infirmary has been notified. Take her there." He looked down at her, and saw the burns and wounds. "Hurry, now, she's in bad shape," he said, and walked along with the two sailors who carried her on a stretcher to the infirmary. "Don't worry miss, you're safe now."

*blood flowing freely she starts to fight the men holding her screaming*"men may not touch women!"*she swings her right fist gently tapping the man holding her in the face befor she passes out*

In the infirmary, Owensford looked on as the medical officer and a nurse tended to the unconcious woman.

"Get her on some morphine," ordered the MedOf, Daniel Hargrave. The nurse complied, and an IV was set up, alongside the one containing a saline drip. He turned to CPO Ward, who was also in the room. "What was it she said before she blacked out?"

"'Man may not touch women,' or something like that," Ward responded. "I suppose we should question her when she wakes up?"

"Of course," replied Owensford. "Chief, would you go and find Lieutenant Guiseppe? I think, given her...attitudes, that she may take better to being interrogated by a women, and the Lieutenant is the highest ranking female officer on board. I want her to be the only one in the room when our guest wakes up. Mr. Hargrave, keep her doped enough so that she doesn't try anything...foolish. Oh, and Chief, make sure that the Admiral has been alerted to this development."

"Aye, aye sir." Ward hurried off to carry out his orders.

*struggling through the fog in her mind she trys to sit up, seeing all of the white males around her she gasps and passes out dropping the knife she was trying to pull*

*deep inside fortress boulder the Inqusetion(no one ever suspects the spanish inqusetion) interogates three young white boys.*"ok you dirty dirty oh so dirty boys what were you doing in the junk yard?"
*the oldest looks with hate in his eyes*"we were looking for food, because you make us second class citizens it is hard to get food for us, just because our father was white you killed him"*the lady turns and slaps the boy*"watch who you speak to boy"

The submarineRMV Contraband is coming into the Gulf of Mexico on a regular patrol when the Intelligence Officer walks onto the bridge and begins talking to the Captain.

"Sir, we've picked up a incident that's either scary or quite funny. It seems a large fleet has been in a standdown with some rednecks with a 50cal. based off of a sub. Hell, we can take out the whole redneck fleet with relative ease, but we've been ordered by central intel to go and observe the situation. We don't want to see a war in this area, could destabilize some of our other interests."

The captain took his 9mm Beretta out of it's place and inserted a clip. "Have the gun crews move to their condition blue stations, we'll go look, but if they fire on us we'll burn every copy of the Dukes of Hazard we can find."

The Intelligence officer chuckeled.

ooc:funny just because we are texans does not make us redneck
ic: *the first mate of the Republican came running up to the captain*"Sorry to intrupt but we have confirmed that we lost a lab out side of Canyon City colorado we are ordered to stand by any one is considered susbects."

OOC: I know dude, I'm from Virginia, I get the same thing; I just thought i'd be kinda funny.

IC: The Contraband glided under fishing boats, merchant ships, and anything else that happened to be on the surface.

"Sir, we've picked up the Texan fleet, imputing them into the target computer now. If they decide to fire on one of our ships we'll sink them all fairly quick."

*the sonar of the UCT George Bush Jr. went off as she pulled closer to the small patrol fleet her captain Lenord McCoy of the Clan McCoy called to his radio man.*"conntact Cap. Twilleger tell her something is aproching her postion I think it may just be a whale of a sub from the fleet that just left but tell her to be carefull we will be thier soon"*along side the UCT Bush jr was three Pallada First Rate Cruisers baught from a russian warlord also the pride of task force Huston(small fleets we have) ths UCT Nixion the largest(ok the only) aircraft carrier(getting three new ones alonside 10 new ships soon) she is an Essex Aircraft Carrier.*

"Sir, we've got 5 more ships coming in, we are still superior at our current position; but it'd take a few minutes for us to work all the way through the targeting computer. At tops they could get 2 torpedo's in the water, but i'm fairly sure we can miss those."

Contraband turned north, and then west, after 10KM's, it went back north. This course was to be carried out constantly for the next 30 minutes, whereas the Captain would introduce another.

*from abord the Nixion 10 Vought F4U Corsairs took off flying in a searchin gpatern right after them the four of the newer MI-28A/N HAVOC ATTACK HELICOPTERs took off circling the small task force last of all five F-15 Eagles took off the weapon systems on them scanning*

*struggling through the fog in her mind she trys to sit up, seeing all of the white males around her she gasps and passes out dropping the knife she was trying to pull*

Owensford arched an eyebrow as the knife clattered to the floor. "Fiesty ones, aren't they?" He chuckled. Hearing the door open, he turned around. Lieutenant First Class Angelina Guiseppe stood in the door, and saluted. Owensford returned the salute, and said, "Lieutenant, we're leaving you to do the interrogation. Our friend seems quite jumpy around men, so I think it'd be best if we had some women handle it. We'll tie down her arms and legs, just as a precaution. If you need anything, we'll be right outside the door."

Angelina saluted again. "Aye, aye sir." With that, the MedOf tightened the restraints on the patient's arms and legs, and everyone except Angelina left the room, closing the door behind them. Outside, CPO Ward checked his sidearm to make sure a round was chambered, then flicked on the safety. Owensford unconciously ran a thumb over his pistol.

Inside, Angelia pulled up a chair and sat, waiting for the woman to wake up. Angelina was of Italian descent, and very pretty, with dark hair and an olive complexion. Crossing her legs, she leaned back in her chair and began reading a magazine from a basket by the MedOf's desk.

***

Meanwhile, Commander Cressy, the Second Mate, sauntered over to the sonar station. "What's new?"

"Not much, sir," the ensign replied without taking his eyes from the datascreen. "Some movement over in this area," he pointed to a couple of blips, "But the Darwin's air patrols haven't spotted anything. Jonesy said he thought he saw another submarine, for a second, but it was running deep and disappeared."

"Hmm...keep watching," Cressy said. The signals room had just phoned to report that more C&T ships were reported to be heading this way, including a carrier. This could still get ugly, he thought, and those Texans aren't encrypting their communications. Fools.

*she awakes with a start struggling with her bonds. She looks over and notices the woman sitting there*"help me sister befor the men return"

*she awakes with a start struggling with her bonds. She looks over and notices the woman sitting there*"help me sister befor the men return"

Angelina smiled. "Well, you're determined, aren't you? Look, if you promise to be good, maybe I can loosen your restraints and get you a cup of tea, or coffe. Would you like that?" Angelina got up and walked over to the MedOf's small coffeepot next to his desk, and began brewing a cup of tea. For herself, naturally, as she had no idea how the caffeine would react with the drugs in the woman's system.

"Listen, tell me why you were floating in the water, and after our sailors were decent enough to rescue you and bring you here you act as if you've been captured? And why do you seem so frightened of men?"

*she laughs*"afraid? No men are our inferiors they must never touch us unlsees we say. All white males are the abusers"(she has been raised to belive this)"But thankyou sister I would like some tea"*she thinks to herself maybe I can convince this one to join us*

Angelina laughed. "Inferiors? Abusers? What do they teach in the schools where you come from? I've never met a man who was abusive in the least, and as for them being inferior," she continued, leaning close. "Well, we all know that, don't we?" she said with a wink. "I assure you that Malkyeri men all are very decent and honorable. Now, how about telling me why those Texan ships were slaughtering the lot of you? Your tea will be moment, dear."

"Sir, We've got to get their attention."

The captain laughed, "Thought you'd never ask. Park us directly underneath the Texan's aircraft carrier."

*she shudders* "those Texans have been at war with us sense befor I was born. My land started out inside Texan territory, they let us live in peace untill they found we do not allow men to be in positions of power, well white men any way. You know it is the white male who is the beast. We almost dont need white males anymore we are working on cloning. But those ships attaked us for no reason"
OOC:rember it is just her side of the tale

*in the sonar room of the UCT Nixion the blip of something large under the ship popped up on screen*"Captain something is below us what should we do?"
"drop the mini subs find out what the hell is up"
*at the push of a button four mini-subs were droped off the side of the ship in each sub was two navy seals with eyes open they looked at the largest sub they have ever seen*

"Sir, the mini subs are here as expected. Orders?"

"Yeah, tell them they have 5 minutes to go back to their ship before countermeasures are taken to defend this vessel."

"Captain, they aren't a threat to us? This ship is armored, it's doubtful that carrier could take us out."

"I'm fully aware of that, but they aren't. For all they know we're a typhoon class, a toothpick could send one of those to the bottom."

"Carrying out orders sir. I shall report back within 5 minutes."

*onbored the Nixion the captain opened a channel to the sub that belonged to the small patrol task force asking it to come fast. THe mini-subs relayed a message to the intruder asking who it was and why it was here*

"Send the following message. 'Leave.' "

The Contraband turned around. "Sir, they've got another sub on the way here."

The Captain almost dropped his cofee mug laughing. "Go tell the CPO, tell him to bring his BB gun for possible sub clearing exercises!"

*the captain responds with this message*"sirs we are in our waters on a a patrol"*then in coded messages he sends to Malkyer fleet....Please advise unknown sub higher tech then we have.....

The Captain looked at his communications officer.

"Send the following message."

'So are we.'

*looking at the message the captain thinks to himself*"what the hell is this sub doing?"All hands all hands prepare to cast off"

"Helm, keep us directly under the aircraft carrier. Every 3 minutes go up like we're going to blow them out of the water. Bring on torpedo tubes and everything, then sink back to our original area."

*on a coded frequency all ships if they keep harresing us prepare to drop depth charges*

The Contraband continues it's drive.

"Sir, I believe they are probably going to throw a depthcharge at us sooner or later."

"I know that, any halfwit Aircraft carrier captain would. That's why we have decoy's. Keep 3 of those in the launch bay. If a depthcharge is launched release a decoy, the charge won't be able to catch us, so it'll take us off it's computer and then pick up the decoy."

*the small task force starts to head slowlwy towards the patrol force*"contact the Republican tell them to be on aleart"

"Keep us where we are, keep their other sub on sonar. If it just happens to explode for no reason then I want to know about it!"

"Yes captain, our last report had their crew relying on a surface mounted 50cal. for protection... that can't get through our armor, and if they pointed it at us we could sink half of their fleet in 5 minutes."

*she shudders* "those Texans have been at war with us sense befor I was born. My land started out inside Texan territory, they let us live in peace untill they found we do not allow men to be in positions of power, well white men any way. You know it is the white male who is the beast. We almost dont need white males anymore we are working on cloning. But those ships attaked us for no reason"
OOC:rember it is just her side of the tale

Angelina frowned. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Why do you believe that white men are the 'beast'? If you clarified that, I might be more sympathetic to your cause."

***

"Captain, Commander Cressy says that he needs you on the bridge, sir, right away! We've recieved a message from the TExan ships. He says it's urgent," said the young sailor, breathless due to his running from the bridge.

"Alright, calm down, let's go," Owensford replied.

On the bridge, Cressy looked up as Owensford entered. "Captain, that carrier, the UCT Nixon, has sent us a message, quote 'Please advise unknown sub higher tech then we have.'"

Owensford thought for a moment. "An unknown sub?"

"Aye, sir. One of the sonarmen spotted it earlier, but it disappeared soon after. We've also picked up strange activity beneath the Nixon. Something rising and falling periodically."

"Interesting. Helm, turn us around, bring us back to the Texan fleet. Alert the Fifth, request that they join us. Comm, broadcast this message, unencrypted, ELF [Extra-Low Frequency], I want to be sure they get it."

"Aye, sir," responded the Comms officer, who prepped the machine and began typing what Owensford dictated.

Unknown Submarine,
This is the destroyer Indomitable, of the Royal Navy of Malkyer. We ask that you show yourselves, or declare your intentions, that we may rest assured that you wish neither ourselves nor the Texan fleet any harm. I do not why you are here, nor do I particularly care, but I will not accept an unknown, potentially hostile presence in the Gulf of Mexico. The sooner you do as I have asked, the sooner we can all go about our day in peace.

OOC: remember that it isn't the actual Fifth Fleet in sight of the C&T ships, but rather a single destroyer. The rest of the fleet is about half a mile away.

"Comunications, send the following message."

We are here on a normal patrol. Just a little futher into the bay because we picked up a conflict. However, we suspect the Texan ships of illegal activity, and we are staying around to observe.

*the young woman looks confused*"um uh it is in all of the history books, men have always been the abusers in anything they have hurt mother Gaia and she demands that we give her mens blood"*she then passes out blood bubbling out of her lips her breath ragged*

*inside the carrier the navy seal team is briefed*"Ok men you may not survive this but our mission is simple we are to swim down and attached explosives to the haul of the ship if they do not declare what thiere intentions are we are to detonate the explosives."
*in the captains office he writes his last will and testement*

"Helm, if anyone tries to come down, climb as hard as you can to as close to the carrier you can, then dive. This'll crush any SEAL's that are coming down, it will also be considered a hostile act on their part, so we'll be cleared to blow that ship out of the water."

The Weapons Officer brought his console to battle alert, and torpedo's were placed in the tubes.

We are here on a normal patrol. Just a little futher into the bay because we picked up a conflict. However, we suspect the Texan ships of illegal activity, and we are staying around to observe.

Owensford laughed. "'Illegal activity?' Really? The bodies floating in the water didn't give them any clue? Commander Cressy," he began, this time serious, "What is the status of the fleet submarine Halcyon?"

"About halfway between us and the fleet, sir," Cressy replied. Off to the side, a phone rang, and a young ensign answered it.

"Excellent. Contact Captain Freeman, and ask him to kindly bring his ship up off our portside. I wouldn't mind having a little back up in case those people do something stupid."

"Captain! Message from Admiral Perry." It was the sailor who'd answered the phone. "He says that he has been monitoring the communications between the Texan ships and he thinks they're up to something; just a few minutes they began sending coded messages for the first time today. He's coming over in a helicopter, says he'll be here in a few minutes."

Owensford grinned. "Lovely,"

***

"Mother Gaia? That's a load of..." Angelina, a devout Catholic, began to say, but stopped in mid-sentence when the injured woman passed out. She was coughing up blood, and breathing heavily. "Oh, shit," muttered Angelina. "Medical Officer! Mr. Hargrave, Mr. Hargrave, she's in trouble!"

The door burst open, and Hargrave stormed in, followed closely by CPO Ward, who had drawn his pistol. Seeing that there was no immediate danger to either the lieutenant or the MedOf, he holstered his weapon. Hargrave swore, and inserted a tube into the woman's mouth to open a passage for air. "You," he said, looking at Ward, "get the nurse." Ward nodded, and left.

A few minutes later, Ward returned with the nurse, who promptly took over monitoring the various datascreens from the MedOf. Hargrave sighed, and walked over to a sink to wash his hands. "She's stabilized, but I'm going to keep her under for a while more. She's beat up pretty bad, and I don't think interrogations are going to help her condition."

***

On the rear deck (http://www.obannon.navy.mil/helo_landing.jpg) of the Indomitable, Owensford and Cressy stood by the helipad, waiting as the Admiral's helicopter landed. When the Admiral disembarked, the two junior officers saluted. Perry returned the salute, and began walking with them to the bridge. His forehead glistened with sweat from the humidity. "Tell me, Captain, what do you make of the situation?" He knew that Owensford, being of an old military family, would likely have a very caustic appraisal of the situation.

"Sir, I don't think those Texans have quite grasped that our fleet alone has more than enough firepower to wipe their entire navy from the seas. Also, this unknown submarine beneath their carrier. It worries me. I think either side over their may do something stupid."

"Well, Captain, you know what we do then?"

"What, Admiral?"

"Interdiction," was the reply. Owensford raised an eyebrow. Interdiction was the policy of Malkyer dealing with 'insurgent' nations feared to threaten the stability of the Commonwealth's far-flung territories. In theory, it was only to be employed after an unprovoked hostile action by the offending nation. First, it was a warning. If the warning was not heeded, the offending nation's navy would be eliminated. Following that, a blockade of the coast. Then, a second warning was given, one which offered the chance for the smaller nation to escape the cessation of its existence by making compensation for any damage caused to the Imperial Comonwealth. If this warning was not heeded, one of two things would happen. Sans approval from the government, the blockade would continue. However, if His Majesty's Government approved, a ground invasion would commence, adding the offensive nation to the Imperial Commonwealth as a brand new Crown Colony.

"Interdiction, sir? Mightn't that be a little...excessive?" Owensford asked.

"Perhaps. But I imagine they'll listen to reason after the first couple of ships are destroyed," Perry responded with a calim voice.

OOC: Are you talking about blockading MY waters, or Colorado and Texas's?

OOC: Sorry for the wait. I have been busy doing stuff



IC:

***Official Proclimation***
Made by: Emporer Shaz Bot
The Holy Empire of Shazbotdom
http://www.theodora.com/flags/zi.gif

The Holy Empire of Shazbotdom has decreed the following. The blatant assault on a nations soverignty is disgusting to the Holy Empire. We will overlook the situation again and then decide what course of action we will take. Until that time, we will place the 1st Company, 100th Division of the Shazbotdom Marine Corps and the 2nd Company, 199th Division of the Shazbotdom Marine Corps Special Forces on standby.

~~~End Transmission~~~

OOC: Are you talking about blockading MY waters, or Colorado and Texas's?

OOC: Most likely C&T's, as he's the one trying to blow you up. But, if he doesn't, then I do nothing and we all go home happy. Shaz, are you talking about my threatening C&T's sovereignty or him attacking Fortress Boulder?

Contraband holds steady under the aircraft carrier, torpedo's locked.

"Get down to the special operations department and have one of our teams mount up for possible underwater insertion." the captain said while sipping on his tea.

Even if the enemy SEAL's did come down, Contraband could defeat them. One by lurging upward and crushing them, or possibly by luring them out to sea where the sub could surface and have a security detachment capture or kill them.

Or... a SpecOp's team from Contraband could be inserted to draw attention away from the sub, should the need arise....

bump

ooc: yall did not read the first few post of my nation? We are not the greatest land around
ic: The young woman took one last gasp and died spiting not red blood but a blackish solid mass her eyes rolled back and she passed

Special Forces operatives from Contraband have geared up and are ready to lay a mindfield (along with help from the sub itself) around the Texan fleet. If anyone comes near the sub from the other ships mines will begin being layed both on and around the enemy fleet.

*the mine sweeper UCT Deathmonger strted to sweep around the small fleet from inside UCT George Bush a second team of divers go over the side of the ship looking for posiable enamys and explosives.*

(OOC: I've not actually put mines down yet, it's just a alternative to use shooting all of the ships)

Contraband breaks through the surface directly across from the fleet. An 8 man security detail with 3 anti air rockets rush out. The rest have "less than lethal carbines. The sub heads out to see, hoping to drawl any specops teams out that way, too.

*watching the sub come to surface Capt. Jesse James of the UCT Vampire the Daring class Destroyer blinks and orders his ship to fallow it the other ships staying behind.*

Secret IC:
*At Fort Hanover: Marine Corps Base*
Sirens went off all over the place. Marines rushed between room, down corridors and through the yard. Something big was going down and the base was on alert. Thousands of Mairnes flooded into their barracks. All the sudden the siren shut off. The Marines looked puzzled but within a minute, they spotted a vehicles driving up the road toward the base. A black limo.

Then all the sudden a voice came on over the intercom system within the base.

Voice: "Leaders of the Marine 1st Company, 100th Division and Special Operations 2nd Company, 199th Division report to breifing. That is all."

The marines looked around as the Black Limo pulled into a garage near the main building within the complex. It shut off, and the garage doors closed. No one knew what was going on, but they could tell it was someone important as it had the Flag of the Holy Empire flying from the 2 front corners. Could it be the Emporer, they thought to themselves, or is it the Minister of Defence, or the Minister of the Marines. No one knew at this point, but soon it was to unfold with this briefing.

Contraband makes a hard right turn, the following message is sent.

"Please return to your fleet formation. You have 5 minutes before this is considered an act of war."

The destroyer RMV Bradley enter's this conflict, it pulls up alongside the sub.

*the Captain of the destroyer responds*"sir you are in our waters what you are doing is an act of war in its self"*while he speaks the F-15s do a fly over of his destroyer keeping there eyes on the intruders*

"We are here as an observer." the captain of the McKagan destroyer interupted. "Unless you are doing something wrong, there is no reason you shouldn't want us here. We haven't approached your shoreline in any way. Although you have threatened our sub with SEAL's, explosives, and depthcharges. You just flew fighters over our ship."

The Sub submerges and disappears.

"Keep your planes away from us or they will be shot down in order to protect this vessel."

Secret IC:
*In the briefing room at Fort Hanover*

Base Coordinator: "Gentlmen. I would like to welcome Grand Admiral James E. Rockenbach, 4 Star General Craig L. Theod and our very own Emporer Shaz Bot. They will conduct this breifing."

Rockenbach: "Alright. Here is the situation. A nation that goes by the name of 'The Incorporated States of Colorado and Texas' is under an attack from The Nation of McKagan. Satelite Intel shows that McKagan has a total of 2 ships in the area: One sub, and one Destroyer."

Shaz Bot: "What i want you guys to do is to go aboard the 1st Havoc Naval Fleet and attempt to force this nation of McKagan out of the area. If he fails to comply, you will secure authorization from The Incorporated States of Colorado and Texas to land on his beaches."

Theod: "From there, you will set up a defensive perimiter along the closest shoreline to protect the section of their nation called Texas from any invasions. You will have a total of 500 of the AC-01 Pelican aircraft and 300 of the AC-02 Garrison aircraft. The Pelican can be used to launch air to air missiles against enemy targets or air to ground missiles against enemy troop deployments or naval vessels. The Garrison can be used to drop smart bombs or dumb bombs on enemy land vehicles."

Rockenbach: "Were also giving you 200 T-500 tanks to take care of any enemy armor that you run across, 100 of the WH-01 and WH-02 Warthog's to be used for vehicle to vehicle, or vehicle to person fightingand 50 of the WH-03 Transport Warthog and the AT-01 Jackhammer All Terrain Vehicle. The ATV can be used to scout ahead of you, as well as up and down the beach, and the WH-03 Warthog will be used to bring some troops in and out of fighting areas."

Base Coordinator: "Any questions?"

Company Leaders (All together): "Sir, NO, Sir!"

Base Coordinator: "Dismissed."

The Company leaders give a hard salute to their supperiors and then walk out of the room.

(Dude, I've not got anyone on the beaches, and i'm not going to have anyone on the beaches. I have no forces anywhere in north America, at the moment. I'm only here making sure that whatever illegal operations here are contained.)

The Destroyer, Bradley, leaves the theatre as a sign of good relations, and that no ground invasion is planned.

*inside the destroyers rader room the sub is tracked by sonar*"if they fire or donot leave fire on them"*the captain tells his weapons officers.*

***Encrypted Message***

To: The Incorporated States of Colorado and Texas, The Republic of McKagan
From: Deligation of The Holy Empire of Shazbotdom (Signitures Below)
RE: The Current Incident off the coast of Colorado and Texas
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The Holy Empire demands that The Republic of McKagan disperse from the territorial water of the Incorporated States of Colorado and Texas Immediately. The Holy Empire will take any needed steps to ensure that the Soverignty of the Incorporated States of Colorado and Texas is not threatened by anyone, this includes the Republic of McKagan. Failure to dispurse on the part of McKagan will result in military operations by the Holy Empire.

Signed on this Holy Day,
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Mr. Shaz Bot
Emporer

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Grand Admiral James E. Rockenbach
Minister of Defence

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4 Star General Craig L. Theod
Minister of the Marine Corps

~~~End Transmission~~~

OOC:
McKagan. Anything that is said as "Sercret IC", you don't know is happening. Only stuff that i say in Global Announcments, or stuff that you can see, as in what i do in the area, is stuff that you know is happening.

OOC:gota run for a bit
IC: encrypted message to the all powerfull The Holy Empire
Feel freem to land in our port of Fort Corpus Christi we welcome you with open arms and raised beer glasses.

*the destroyer preparers to drop depth charges the sailors running about adn getting into battle stations*

OOC:
McKagan. Anything that is said as "Sercret IC", you don't know is happening. Only stuff that i say in Global Announcments, or stuff that you can see, as in what i do in the area, is stuff that you know is happening.

I know, that was my bad.

Contraband moves back into international waters, which, coincidentally was about half a mile from where it previously was.

"Now Captain, we're in international waters. We're going to stay here to moniter the Texan scumbags and their illegal activities. If we feel threatened we will send that shiny aircraft carrier or theirs to the bottom. Also, we reserve the right to move in and investigate if we see an actual violation in internation law, as we did earlier."

Secret IC:
*At Fort Donaldson Naval base (1 hour later)*
Marines had just arrived from Fort Hanover and were loading up their equipment onto the USS Shazbot, USS Starcher, USS Gamble, and USS Wittenburg. Pelicans were flying in the vehicles, attached to their underbelly, which are to be stored below deck on the USS Gamble and the Garrisons were flying in to the USS Starcher and the USS Wittenburg.

Marines from the 1st Company, 100th Division were walking up planks onto the decks of the various Arleigh Burke AEIGS Destroyers while the Marine Black Ops Special Forces from the 2nd Company, 199th Division were loading up onto the various SSN-688 Los Angeles Submarine's. Collums upon Collums of marines and Special ops could be seen comming from large trucks in a parking lot just outside the ship loading area. They are to be shipped out in less than 4 hours and they expect to be ready in a little under 3 1/2 hours.




OOC:
Reference for Naval Vessels
HAVOC 1
USS Shazbot --- Illeva Vasaili Aircraft Carrier
USS Gamble --- Nimitz Aircraft Carrier
USS Starcher --- Repulse Battleship/Aircraft Carrier
USS Wittenburg --- Repulse Battleship/Aircraft Carrier
USS Hyslop --- Arleigh Burke AEIGS Destroyer
USS Leonard --- Arleigh Burke AEIGS Destroyer
USS Huges --- Arleigh Burke AEIGS Destroyer
USS Walsh --- Arleigh Burke AEIGS Destroyer
USS Fulton --- Arleigh Burke AEIGS Destroyer
USS Swanson --- SSN-688 Los Angeles Submarine
USS Stanford --- SSN-688 Los Angeles Submarine
USS Hope --- Mercy Hospital Ship
USS Glory --- Mercy Hospital Ship
USS Pride --- Mercy Hospital Ship
USS Red Cross --- Mercy Hospital Ship


Reference for Marines
1st Company, 100th Division
15,000 -- XR-01 Battle-Rifles (w/ TR-02 Handguns)
7.500 -- XR-03 Sub-Machine Guns (w/ TR-02 Handguns)
7,500 -- XR-04 Sniper Rifles
7,500 -- XR-05 Rocket Launchers
750 Support and Logistics


Reference for Special Forces
2nd Company, 199th Division
3,750 -- AR-22 Assault Rifles (w/ Phoenix "Desert Fox" Handguns)
750 -- M-134 Miniguns (w/ Phoenix "Desert Fox" Handguns)


Reference for Marine Air Force
1st Air Wing
250 -- AC-01 Pelican's
150 -- AC-02 Garrison's

2st Air Wing
250 -- AC-01 Pelican's
150 -- AC-02 Garrison's

ooc:Shazbotdom, do you always misspell emperor?

ooc:Shazbotdom, do you always misspell emperor?

OOC: It is spelled differently in my NS Nation.

"Admiral, it appears that Shazbotdom has taken an interest in this little affair," said Commander Cressy, looking over the shoulder of a radarman.

Perry looked to the Second Mate of the Indomitable, then at Captain Owensford, and finally rested his gaze on the ships belonging to Colorado and Texas. The unknown submarine had surfaced, and moved into international waters. "McKagan, eh? Standing up to the Texan navy with one submarine. They've got balls, I'll give them that."

"Sir," began Owensford, "I'm afraid that there is a very real possibility that things could get out of hand. I think the McKagan sub will comply, but I don't expect those Texans to be entirely reasonable."

Before the Admiral could respond, the phone rang. Cressy answered it. He talked for a moment, and then hung up. "That was Medical Officer Hargrave. Our guest has died. Internal hemorrhagging, he thinks."

Silence settled on the bridge for a moment. Perry sighed. "Keep her body, for the moment. After this is done we will try to contact the Boulder leadership, and return her corpse. If we cannot, we will bury her at sea." Cressy nodded, and picked up the phone again, to call Hargrave.

Perry turned to Owensford. "I'm going back to the main fleet. I will bring them up here, to show that we are serious. When the fleet arrives, I will contact them and try to mediate the situation." He turned to leave. "Oh, and Captain. Contact the McKagan submarine. Let them know we don't want anything bad to come of this, but we think it best if they leave the Texans alone for the moment."

***

"Attention Unidentified Submarine. This Captain Owensford, of the HMS Indomitable. As we understand it, you are here on a peaceful mission to patrol and observe. We have no wish for events in this region of the world to become chaotic and violent. Thus, we wish to make it clear that it is in everyone's best interest for you to comply with the requests of Colorado and Texas, and for the moment, leave them alone."

Contraband moves back into international waters, which, coincidentally was about half a mile from where it previously was.

"Now Captain, we're in international waters. We're going to stay here to moniter the Texan scumbags and their illegal activities. If we feel threatened we will send that shiny aircraft carrier or theirs to the bottom. Also, we reserve the right to move in and investigate if we see an actual violation in internation law, as we did earlier."
"sirs"*spits the captain of the destroyer*"what we do in our waters is our concern if we feel the need to take out some bandits we shall do so, we will not back down to bully nations such as yours."*with a curse he signs off*

At great depth, the VNN Danielle watched, her "longmast" extended almost to its maximum.

Captain Kate Adenview considered her options carefully. Clearly this was none of Vastiva's affair - and their presence was not likely to be discovered without active sonar in the area, or the Danielle moving suddenly.

Still, as a Changeling-class submarine, there weren't as many options as she'd have enjoyed aboard her Pierpont, the VNN Sabrakar...

~Have to play it by ear for awhile...~ "XO, have a DOLPHIN loaded and ready to swim out."
"Will we be launching soon, Captain?"
She thought. "I think not. But I want the option. Load tube three, GLOSSER, and tube four with a Mark-VI."
"Aye, sir. Tube two?"
"Empty. For now."
"Aye-aye, sir."

*high above the zone the AWAC flew keeping her eyes open and reporting all new back to the main headquarted in Denver Colorado. With that info the decided to send out more ships to this zone*

Secret IC:
*On board the USS Shazbot (7 hours later)*

Admiral George L. Wallace was newly appointed as leader of the 1st Naval HAVOC group while the rest of the Admirality went though testing at a location that he didn't know of. They were 7 hours out of port heading to target location at flank speed. Unknown to them, it would take longer than anticipated to get to the location. The Marine Vehicle drivers were below deck cleaning off the weaponry that was on the different Warthog's. The Marine Air Wing pilots were doing final checks on the weapon systems and flight controls of the Pelican and Garrison aircraft. We were not to have any problems in this first major deployment of the newly formed Shazbotdom Marine Corps.

*On the flight deck*
Deck Cheif: "I said bring that goddamn pelican to the launch area. 4 Star General Theod wants to make sure that the area is large enough to launch 4 pelicans at at time. Goddammit!"

A pelican was then wheeled off of the aircraft elevator to the designated lauching spot. They positioned it in one of the corners of the launch area and then took some measurments. They put the data into a laptop computer nearby and then pressed the enter key.

Computer Screen: "Checking......calculating measurments..of launch area..of pelican......Data Complete. Can fit 4.1765 Pelican in launch area."

The deck cheif then walks over to check the comptuer screen. He then looks over at the lauch area and then back at the computer screen.

Deck Chief: "Thats great. Now goddammit. Get some grub. Cause we'll be there in a shorter time than you know. Goddammit!"

*bump I have an idea to introduce pirates into the mix if any nation wants to play them or to play privateers from their nation*

I'll play as pirates, not affiliated with my nation though.

OOC:
I'm not sure if Pirates are a good idea. Thats just like dropping a shark into an already bad situation.

ooc: aye but I would make it interesting

*The destroyer goes right up to the invesibale territory line watching the sub*"Well men we may actuly live"*says the 2nd in command"

OOC:
Well if Tannenmille wants to do it then he can do it. Anyways, back to what is happening with my forces.

Secret IC:
*On Board the USS Shaz Bot (12 Hours Later)*
Night has fallen on the fleet as they recieve Satelite images from SpySat 9, located in space over the Nation of Colorado and Texas. They were to be there in less than 2 hours and the final preperations on all the ships were being made.

The USS Hyslop, which was located just off the left side of the USS Shazbot, was doing it's final practicing of General Quarters alarms.

The USS Hope, USS Glory, USS Pride and USS Red Cross, all located behind the USS Shazbot, were prepping all emergency medical stations and making sure all equipment is accounted for.

The USS Gamble, located just ahead the USS Shazbot, was getting 4 of the Garrison class aircraft ready for take-off on the flight deck. The 4 Garrison ships were to take off and do recon of the area with infared and thermal imaging while dropping active sonar bueys along the territorial waters of the Nation of Colorado and Texas.

On the USS Wittenburg, located right in front of the USS Shazbot, the main guns were being repositioned to either side of the ship as 10 of the T-500 Tanks were being brought onto the flight deck and being attached to the AC-01 Pelicans. Slowly the Tanks inched across the flight deck as they approached the Pelican.

Surrounding these ships was the bulk of the fighting ships, and below the water, running silently, was the USS Swanson and the USS Stanford, Both Los Angeles Submarines. They were about 15 minutes ahead of the fleet banging their active and passive sonar for any anomolies in the water, mainly other subarmines. They spotted nothing so far and they were approximatly 1 hour and 40 minutes from the territorial waters of the nation of Colorado and Texas.



*More to come*

ooc: go for it Tannenmille
ic: *The rest of the now called Beta fleet started to spread out and search for any other interlopers. THe crews all on high aleart and the sky full of the fighters, chopters and spy planes. Under the water three subs searched also.*

Secret IC:
*Aboard the USS Gamble* (1 hour 30 minutes later)
The order has been given by Imperial Navy Command. The 4 Garrison Aircraft are to be launched immedeitally. All over the flight deck crew members were rushing back and forth making sure that the Garrisons were prepped. Each Garrison has 1 Pilot, 1 co-Pilot, and 1 bombadeer (who controlled the infared and thermal cameras, as well as the sonar buey dropping mechinism).

A seaman gets set just in front of one of the Garrisons and holds up 2 indicator lights. He puts them together to form a X. After looking around him, as well as behind him, he moves the lights and then forces his arms to the ground. With that Garrison Alpha 1 shoots down the runway of the carrier and takes off. The seaman then runs over to another one of the Garrisons and does the same thing. He does this 2 more times. Garrison Alpha 1, Alpha 2, Alpha 3 and Alpha 4 are off to survey the area.


*Aboard Garrison Alpha 1* (Seconds after take-off)
Pilot: "Flight group, turn to Pi Three Four Zero. Start sonar run in T Minus 20 minutes. Over." (Planes will be designated A for Alpha and their number)

A2 Pilot (over radio): "Rodger that."

A3 Pilot (over radio): "Rodger."

A4 Pilot (over radio): "Understood."

Pilot: "Check those cameras often back there. I don't want to pass by anything. The Admiral will have our asses if that happened."

Bombadeer: "Rodger that."

Alpha one then turned slightly and dropped down to 100m above the water. After checking his insturments, the bombadeer dropped a sonar buey. With a gigantic splash the buey slammed into the ocean and started banging the water with pulses of sonar. Within 10 minutes of flight they neared the water boarder of the Nation of Colorado and Texas, continually dropping Sonar Bueys every 2 minutes to make sure they didn't miss a spot.

Bombadeer: "We have something comming through on Sonar. it looks like a submursable craft, bearing Three Five Niner."

Pilot: "Alright." He switches to the radio. "Flight Group Alpha, target located, designating Target Sierra Three Five Niner."

The aircraf then converge on the position of the unknown submarine. With their camera's, they scan the surface of the water to see if they can spot the unknown from above the water.

"We are here on a friendly mission as well, Captain, but we're not going to sit around and be harrassed by a fleet that has air support and another fleet that calls every move in any direction imperialism. That's why our newest destroyer, the RMV Slither (OOC: Think of the DDX, just finished and a bit more detailed) has been dispatched to this area and will arrive within the our. It's more than capable of keeping our skies clear."

Contraband, not having anything to hide, remains on the surface and begins to dismantle the sonar bueys in a small area. Once the destroyer arrives the bueys in the immidiate operating range will be taken out.

ooc*not one of our

ic: *Captain Jebediah Springfield of the Trawler Evil Homer sails towards the sub out side the lines comeing up on the sub he yells*"ahoy!!"

Slither arrives, and an immediate message is sent out.

(In a fake Chinese accent for comical effect) "To the redneck fleet captain, please do not approach this position with fighters, subs, or surface ships. Anything passing within 5KM's is to be considered a hostile due to the current situation. We will not move into your waters, but you should not enter our peremeter, or attempt to drop anymore tracking bueys into it.

Grenade launches as well as Seahawk helicopters and 177mm (5 inch) guns begin to "dismantle" the bueys.

As a sign of us not being hostile, our sub shall remain on the surface where you can track it, just to assure we don't send it in to pick off anything in your waters."

*the good captain ponders for a mopment and tells his crew start putting out nets for fishing*
*secret ic:* from under neth the boat two young men slide out a hidden door*

Slither moves about 3/4ths of a kilometer from the international water's end and the beginning of the Texan's terrirorial waters.

"Sir, I don't like bein this close to their territory. We can still take out most of their fleet, but if we stay here they could try to mine us or something."

The Captain, trying to break his Chinese accent, responded "That may be true. But if they do that, it will be looked upon as an act of war by the international community. That, or we could tell the international community that we consider it a terrorist attack. That would effectivly turn most of our 40 million citizens against the Texans, and give us all the clearance we need to flex our military muscle. We also have several allies that would be more than willing to help us out. They've only got the one, plus they're fighting another war."

The Captain set his glass of some sort of liquid (probably tea, although anything is possible) down and began looking at his orders sheet. "Have the security department fly 2 Seahawks around on patrol. Tell them not to get any closer to the border than they have too, but if they see anyone in the water within 1/4th of a kilometer on the other side they can cross over and detain them as long as they don't spend too much time on the other side.

*The captain of thedestryoer watches the sub back off and orders his men to p[lace new sonar buyes*

As this seems to be wrapping up and there's no real point in adding pirates, I won't be RPing as them. However, if C&T attacks McKagan in international waters, our forces will be called to Sol and we will gladly take control of C&T. GOGOGO TERRO RANGERS.

*The captain of thedestryoer watches the sub back off and orders his men to p[lace new sonar buyes*

We didn't take out any sonar bueys in your territory, just inside our peremeter. That said, if you try to replace anything in our peremeter, you'll have to enter it. That, in itself, is reason for us to defend ourselves.

ooc:you would attack us in international waters?
ic: The old tug starts over the border into international waters. The captain humming hapily as the nets are tossed over board, the captain of the destroyer watching in disbelief.*

OOC: If those international waters are within the 5km peremeter of our ship.

See, in a hostile enviroment, naval ships, even in internation waters, can set up peremeters that, if breached, are allowed to be defended.

So it depends. There is a 5KM. radius, crossing it is going to be listed as a terrorist act.

"Sir, we've got an approaching ship."

"Lock the 127's on them, as well as 3 missiles, if they put ANYTHING in the water and leave it behind, blow them out of the water. Relay the following message to them."

Unidentified vessel, you have crossed into a secure area. Turn around or you may face a defensive action.

*the elderly captain answers in voice like gravel*"now ya listn har boy, I and me clan ave beeen fishing in these here waters for the best part of you dribbled down ur pappys leg"*he turns to his crew keep workn boyos"

"Suit yourself."

The Captain looks at his weapons officer, who is excited at the fact he finally get's to do something. "Fire off 3 shells as warning shots. One in front of the ship, and one on each side. That'll scare off any fish. If he stays here, that verify's that they may be up to something besides fishing."

The ship fires off its warning shots.

*the captain of the destroyer radios to the carrier*"sir they seem to be fireing on a fisher man"*the other captain turns and tells his radio man to contact the five MI-28A/N HAVOC ATTACK HELICOPTERs to escort out a AS 532 U2/A2 COUGAR COMBAT, SEARCH AND RESCUE HELICOPTER to keep an eye on the situation.*

"Sir, we've got incoming aircrat."

The Microwave anti-anti-ship laser's come online, and each of the helicopters is targeted, but not launched at.

"Maybe they're coming to get the fisherman out of here, if they come into the peremeter, don't fire on them, see if they help him. But if they pass him up shoot them down. Also, if that ship doesn't stop heading toward us you are cleared to fire the main guns at them."

*the chopers take up postions around the fishin boat which sits there in the same spot that it has been going to for over 60 years.*

The Captain looks at his XO.

"Well, he can't be spreading anything. He'd need to be moving to do that. Don't fire as long as he sits there; but should he move anywhere but back toward Texan waters fire another warning shot set to explode directly above his deck."

secret ic**deep in the hold of the trawler the 1st mate makes adjustments on a complex computer system, the computer uplinks to a satilite the the main C&T goverment knows nothing about*

OOC: Is that on the fishing boat?

OOC: Is that on the fishing boat?OOC:fishing trawler aye

OOC: Ok. Sorry, just got a little confused.

IC:

"Let's try to speed things up here, 'try a little 'shock and awe.'"

8 shells are fired at a low angle so that they land directly in front and to the sides of the fishing vessel.

*with the shot being fired the attack chopters turned aiming and arming their hell fire air to surface misiles*cant spell* not fireing but spreading out inside the trawler the 1st mate works franticly the images the satilite takes beeming to t.vs around the world*

"Sir, we've got something designed just for this, remember?"

"Indeed," the captain spoke as he looked at the weapons console, "load the canisters."


5 mintutes later 9 more shells launched, 2 of them set to impact the fishing vessel. These two shells aren't feeled with ordinance, but with rubber balls that will shoot out of the shells on impact with the ship. One of them is aimed at a stairway that goes down into the ship, the other is aimed at the forward part of the ship, just above the bridge.

(Think of a naval version of the non lethal grenades SWAT teams use)

*the chopters sit watching as the pilots chater back and forth*"are they trying to get us to fire on them?...I dont know but lets try this"*the lead craft fires with its chain gun into the water at the bow of the sub Over the intercom the lead pilot says do not and I repeat do not fire on this ship any more*

"What the hell?"

An AA missile is fired at the helicopter that fired at the sub, but it's set to miss by going above the helo.

"They've fired on us in international waters..." the Weapons Officer on the destroyer muttered...

To the Squadron commander. You are no longer to be allowed in our security zone. Please leave or we will be forced to retaliate. We assure you, the fishing boat will be tolerated, but you've fired at our vessel.

*in response one of the C&Ts new Virginia class attack sub the UCT: Sea Draconion surfaced just outside the Texan territory*

We do not wish to escalate this any futher, but we will defend our peremeter.

The ship prepares to fire warning shots at the sub.

*from on bord the sub the captain rsponds we are locking all tubes on you and the chopters are locking on you also head back to your nation*

"What the hell do you think you're going to accomplish by fireing on a neutral ship in international waters. We're not going anywhere."

Missiles along with the 127 MM main guns and the microwave anti-anti-ship system comes online, along with the decoys and the destroyers own torpedo tubes.

Onboard the carrier Darwin, Admiral Perry decided that this had gone far enough. He picked up the radio transceiver and contacted the Deck Officer. "Mr. Jameson, inform all crews and pilots that I want their planes in the air as soon as feasible." Once he got confirmation that this would be done, he flicked a switch on the console. He was now broadcasting on all channels, unencrypted. He wanted to be absolutely sure that everyone heard what he was about to say.

"Now here this. This is Admiral Perry of the Fifth Fleet, Royal Navy of Malkyer. I have watched this situation escalate to near violence, and though fortunately no shots have been fired in anger, it is my responsibility to end this before it goes any further. As outlined in official policy, I am hereby declaring a limited Interdiction against both the ships of Colorado and Texas, and the vessels of the Republic of McKagan. All of you are ordered by the Imperial Commonwealth of Malkyer to stand down immediately. The next military vessel or aircraft to fire its weapons will be destroyed. No warning, no mercy, and no ambiguity. I suggest that the ships of McKagan leave the Gulf for the time being, and that the ships of Colorado and Texas return to their home ports. This international pissing contest will only end in needless deaths."

As he turned off the broadcast, silence descended across the entire Malkyeri fleet as sailors and officers grasped what their Admiral had just done. Onboard the destroyer Indomitable, Owensford nearly laughed. Good show, Admiral! This should become quite interesting.

Across the fleet, planes launched into the air and men readied their guns, at the same time flexing their collective muscle as a show of force, and preparing for a fight.

***

Encrypted Communication to the McKagan Naval Vessels:
I suggest that you play along, for the moment. I do not trust these Texans, but at the moment I do not have sufficient justification to take action. Don't worry, the time will come. Your help now will not be forgotten later.

With regards,
Admiral Perry

*The UCT Republican Jr and the UCT Doomsdayboth AGIS Destroyers pulled up next to the fishing ships"Sirs"*says the most polite woman you have spoken to*"you fired in the direction of a citizen of our nation, no one wants war but we will give it to you if we must please head back towards your nation thankyou"

*Encrypted Response*

Ok Captain. But, erm, *changes to fake Chinese accent* We are experiencing slight engine problems. Our top speed has been reduced to 19 knots. Our navigational computer has also been damaged by a computer virus. It shall take us some time to find our way back out.

*the femal captain responds so be it but we will wait here untill you leave*

We're complying with our part of the other fleets orders. We suggest you do the same. He has you slightly outnumbered and trapped in a bay.

*the captain of the Republican Jr gets on the radio and in a encrypted message*"To Darwin this is Captain Rosa Maria Sanchze we belive we have it undercontroll these tresspasers will be leaving and then we shall head back to port"

"To Darwin this is Captain Rosa Maria Sanchze we belive we have it undercontroll these tresspasers will be leaving and then we shall head back to port"

Perry chuckled. She's not getting rid of us that easily, he thought. He picked up the microphone and responded. "Very well, Captain. We shall stay and observe to ensure everything goes smoothly."

*she blinks for this is a lady used to getting her own way*"so be it why dont you come over to my ship here and we will discuss what is going on"

The Captain begins to act.

"Oooh, a liquid that seems to make me feel.... WHOA shit!... whoops, turn us around! We're going to China! Charge!" he said as he broadcast a sound of him falling onto the console in front of him.

"Ah! The Germans are coming into the bay! Head towards the Alamo we'll make our stand there! Shit! They're in front of us! Fire at will!"

For effect, the 5 inch guns fires a shell out to sea

"Oooh! I got that fucker!"

This goes on for several minutes. The rest of the bridge crew are all incapacitated at what just got transmitted to every ship in the gulf. The 5inch main gun returns to it's slot (DDX style, remember?) and the ship "runs from the Germans" back towards the Texan waters at 19 knots.

*seeing the ship heading towards Texan waters every C&T ship aims weapons at it a genral aleart is heard*"This is captain Rosa if that ship goes into our waters fire!"

Transmitting in a drunken voice again,

Whoa shit! Reading multiple BB guns! Fire the pellets at them!

Email the Mexicans, Tell them to take Texas back! Yeeehaw!

The crew once again become's incapacitated in laughter.

Admiral Perry was about to accept the Texan Captain's proposal when he saw the McKagan surface ship begin to turn back to Texan waters, firing off her five-inch guns at random intervals.

"What the hell..." he muttered. Admiral Goetz, his second-in-command, grabbed the mike.

"McKagan vessel, this is the aircraft carrier Darwin. Cease your actions immediately and turn back to international waters. Do it now or we shall cease them for you!" The big German officer was more than a little confused and offended at what he heard coming over the radio. "To any other officers aboard that vessel, it appears your captain is unfit for duty. I suggest you relieve him before anyone gets hurt."

(OOC: I've got him acting drunk just so I have an excuse to hang around, incase anyone doesn't realize that.)

IC:

"Ah! They're there too! Hard to porrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt!"

The ship took an extreme turn and nearly knocked the captain down

"Hey, more happy liquid!"

"Holy fuck almighty! The Nazi's! Oh god! They're boarding us! Die, fucker, die!"

Sound of Beretta fire in the background.

In the back of the bridge the XO sits in a chair at the communications centre laughing.

*the small raft with a seal team headed out towards the McKagan ship over the radio incrypted to Admiral Perry Captain Rosa said we are going to try to board that ship over*

"Ahhh! Nazi special forces, die fuckers die!"

The Captain once again fired his beretta out the door into the ocean. At this point he was laughing himself...

To: All Concerned Nations
From: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
Re: Conflict

The HCIA presented our government with some disturbing intelligence, suggesting that the nation of Colorado and Texas was possibly pursuing hostile actions against one of our staunchest and most loyal allies, the Republic of McKagan. We are watching this conflict with alarm, and as we are concerned about our ally in this conflict, we respectfully request, to use military jargon, a SITREP on all operations in this theater. We will choose our course of action from there. Be advised that any nation that commits wrongful hostile acts against McKagan will essentially be committing those same acts against us, and will thus face our military forces as well. Unless we decide to recall it based on the SITREP, we are deploying a naval detachment to the region, consisting of the two Arleigh Burke-class destroyers D.R.H. Adjudicator and D.R.H. Valiant, as well as the two Seawolf-class submarines D.R.H. Eviscerator and D.R.H. Indomitable. All four craft are en route to international waters off the coast of Colorado and Texas, and are under silent running conditions. The submarines will be operating separately from the destroyers, but will not engage in hostilities separate from the destroyers.

Respectully,
Kenix Kil
Secretary of State
The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia

Response
"Hello good captain! The Nazi fags are after us!"

Encrypted
I'm acting drunk just so we have a reason to stick around and observe this. They've threatened to fire on us, and they've got a SEAL's team enroute to try and board us. Don't worry, we have non lethal weapons, we'll take the SEAL's alive.

Signed,
Capt. Daniel Larson

Response
"Hello good captain! The Nazi fags are after us!"

Encrypted
I'm acting drunk just so we have a reason to stick around and observe this. They've threatened to fire on us, and they've got a SEAL's team enroute to try and board us. Don't worry, we have non lethal weapons, we'll take the SEAL's alive.

Signed,
Capt. Daniel Larson

[encrypted reply]

encryption key: ********
decryption key: *********

Cracken here. Good to hear from you, Larson. You do a nice drunk act, you know that? At any rate, our ships are still several hours out, but I'll help out if possible when I get there. Cracken out.

Larson walks to the outter catwalk around the bridge.

"Ah! U-Boat! Kill the ugly bastards!"

He throws a frag out into the ocean and then ducks.

A seagul lands on the front of the ship.

"Klingon spoon heads! Die!"

A shot from the Beretta knocks the bird from the ship.

Encrypted Response
I'm doing my best, we'll see how things turn out. I'm just getting started! Although I believe my XO needs a pill for his heart about now.

Signed,
Larson

Larson walks to the outter catwalk around the bridge.

"Ah! U-Boat! Kill the ugly bastards!"

He throws a frag out into the ocean and then ducks.

A seagul lands on the front of the ship.

"Klingon spoon heads! Die!"

A shot from the Beretta knocks the bird from the ship.

Encrypted Response
I'm doing my best, we'll see how things turn out. I'm just getting started! Although I believe my XO needs a pill for his heart about now.

Signed,
Larson

[encrypted reply]

encryption key: *******
decryption key: ********

Try not to kill all the Nazis before we get there, Larson. :-) Out.

"We've got them all for now."

The Captain leans back and puts his feet up, not paying any attention to the navigational computer.

OOC: Do any of you have any quarrel in letting an FT nation come in? If not, lemme just pop in after both parties say it's fine, unless they don't. In which case I will sit here and bitch and moan.

OOC: McKagan, remember that my fleet doesn't know about your little ruse, and so unless you inform them pretty soon, there exists a very real likelihood that they will attack. Just thought I'd remind you. By the way, your captain is a very funny drunk.

The naval vessels D.R.H. Adjudicator, D.R.H. Eviscerator, D.R.H. Indomitable, and D.R.H. Valiant have arrived in the theater, and are currently stationed in international waters outside of C&T waters, ready to support the McKagan forces in the region. They are currently under silent running conditions, and are on elevated alert.

"More confusing by the minute... and more company. More then enough. XO, withdraw longmast. Tubes loaded?"
"Yes, Captain."
"Good. Helm, course 121.5, speed six knots, normal bubble. Continue for four minutes, then make deeplaunch depth. Mark on arrival."
"Aye, Captain." Deep in the bowels of the ship, water began to move...
"Maintain silent running. Sonar, anything out there?"
"Nothing close, Captain. We have transient at fifteen, heading 90.3."
"Any others?"
"Not for some time, Captain."
"Good. If it changes course, inform."
"Aye, Captain."




At great depth, the VNN Danielle watched, her "longmast" extended almost to its maximum.

Captain Kate Adenview considered her options carefully. Clearly this was none of Vastiva's affair - and their presence was not likely to be discovered without active sonar in the area, or the Danielle moving suddenly.

Still, as a Changeling-class submarine, there weren't as many options as she'd have enjoyed aboard her Pierpont, the VNN Sabrakar...

~Have to play it by ear for awhile...~ "XO, have a DOLPHIN loaded and ready to swim out."
"Will we be launching soon, Captain?"
She thought. "I think not. But I want the option. Load tube three, GLOSSER, and tube four with a Mark-VI."
"Aye, sir. Tube two?"
"Empty. For now."
"Aye-aye, sir."

ooc: go ahead Tannenmille and how would any one know what i am planning it has been secret i.c

Aboard the D.R.H. Eviscerator, 2200 Zulu

Captain Jackson Kolhammer of the Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Eviscerator regarded his bridge crew with tired eyes. It was late for all of them, and Kolhammer was getting ready to turn things over to the officer of the watch. But he wouldn't be able to retire until he was sure his ship was safe for the night.

"Sonar, what have we got?"

"No changes, sir. We're still alone out here."

Kolhammer sighed. "OK. Keep us on silent running, switch over from active sonar to passive, and take us down to hide depth. I don't want anything to catch us just yet." With that, Kolhammer tossed off a causal salute to his crew and spun on his heel, preparing to head back to his cabin for the night.

"SIR! Contact on sonar, sir!"

Kolhammer whirled. He strode in five quick paces back to the sonar operator's station.

"Looks like another sub, sir. They're barely registering. Heading 121.5, speed...approximately six knots."

"That's sure as hell not one of ours. And I'm sure Larson doesn't have any subs in the theater, or we'd have heard about it." It only took Kolhammer a second to come to the answer. "It's an outside vessel."

"Should we try hailing them, sir?"

Kolhammer thought. Hailing another sub in the middle of the night, especially when both were running silent, or near-silent, and not even IDing it, was a damned stupid idea. But he was reasonably sure the C&T navy didn't have subs, or if they did, they hadn't deployed them. Just that goddamned fishing boat. So it was another nation, one that they hadn't heard about.

"No, don't hail them. I don't think they're hostiles, but mark their location anyways and keep an eye on 'em. Tell the officer of the watch to wake me if anything important comes up. And get a report of the unknown sub off to Captain Cracken; he'll want to know about this."

"Yessir."

Aboard the D.R.H. Valiant, 2200 Zulu

"Captain Cracken, sir! Incoming message from the Eviscerator, sir!"

"Video or text?"

"Text only, sir."

"Put it on my screen."

The message flashed up, and Cracken scanned it briefly.

"So, Kolhammer found himself a sub, eh? Well, I'll be damned. Either those C&T boys are farther along than we thought, or some other nation just stumbled into this pile-of-shit situation. Commo!"

"Yessir!"

"Relay this intel about the outside sub to Larson; he'll want to know about this."

"Yessir."

Kolhammer sighed. "OK. Keep us on silent running, switch over from active sonar to passive, and take us down to hide depth. I don't want anything to catch us just yet." With that, Kolhammer tossed off a causal salute to his crew and spun on his heel, preparing to head back to his cabin for the night.

"SIR! Contact on sonar, sir!"

Kolhammer whirled. He strode in five quick paces back to the sonar operator's station.

"Looks like another sub, sir. They're barely registering. Heading 121.5, speed...approximately six knots."

"That's sure as hell not one of ours. And I'm sure Larson doesn't have any subs in the theater, or we'd have heard about it." It only took Kolhammer a second to come to the answer. "It's an outside vessel."

"Should we try hailing them, sir?"

Kolhammer thought. Hailing another sub in the middle of the night, especially when both were running silent, or near-silent, and not even IDing it, was a damned stupid idea. But he was reasonably sure the C&T navy didn't have subs, or if they did, they hadn't deployed them. Just that goddamned fishing boat. So it was another nation, one that they hadn't heard about.

"No, don't hail them. I don't think they're hostiles, but mark their location anyways and keep an eye on 'em. Tell the officer of the watch to wake me if anything important comes up. And get a report of the unknown sub off to Captain Cracken; he'll want to know about this."

"Yessir."

OOC: At fifteen nautical miles, on silent running and passive sonar... I'm curious as to know what you heard, but alright...

IC:"Captain... we have some chatter..."
Captain Adenview came alive. "Chatter?"
"Contact... its the same one, fifteen out... they're sending something."
"Helm, all stop. Report."
There was a momentary pause. "Aye, all stop. Depth one-three-zero-zero, zero bubble."
"It's not to us, Captain. Encoded."
"Analysis?"

Moments passed...

"We have faint propellor and rudder sounds... possibly a Seawolf or Los Angeles."
"Not one of ours or our allies then... Helm, drift speeds, pressure jets only, continue course. Sonar, passive only."
"Boffin?"
"Not yet... let's see what she does. Run degauss protocols, but keep Boffin in reserve."
"Aye-aye."

OOC: McKagan, remember that my fleet doesn't know about your little ruse, and so unless you inform them pretty soon, there exists a very real likelihood that they will attack. Just thought I'd remind you. By the way, your captain is a very funny drunk.

OOC: Ok, just so I can still be doing this in a few hours, i'll let you know now.

IC:

"Hello Captain of the... other.... little fleet that's got some big guns pointed at me!" The Captain mutters "I think they're Romulans..." in the background.

"How about's you get them things pointed somewhere else! Like those damn Klingons! Their Birds of Prey have been giving us hell all day. Put my photon torpedo's kept them off!" The sound of him inserting another clip into his Beretta can clearly be heard in the background.

"Well, we'll see ya later Mr.... erm.... I mean, "Goodbye Mr. Wookie"

Encrypted
Hey! I'm not drunk i'm just... trying to have a reason to stick around here. I don't trust those Texan's. It's funny how as soon as we get out here they start throwing fishing boats at us for no reason. That's ok, those bueys they left behind earlier from that fishing boat, we had them hacked and we have the ability to turn them into mines now, if you know what I mean.

As far as you're concered, one of the most powerful destroyers in the world that just came out of drydock is having engine problems, and one of my navy's most decorated war hero's is allowed to be drunk on his bridge.

OOC:

Halberdgardia,

We DO have a sub in the theatre. The RMV Contraband, which is a Seawolf Class, was my first vessel here. But after the RMV Slither (the destroyer) got here the sub has just been stalking about in silent running conditions keeping an eye on the C&T fleet.

OOC:
By now you should know that i am here and be able to see my ships. I won't be posting much for the next 2 week though, so just think of it as my ships are there in blockade formation to keep ships out of C&T's territorial waters. Think of my fleet like that after my last post for the day. I'll try and get on the net while i'm out of town (hopefully the hotel has an internet connection).


IC:
*On Board the USS Shazbot* (30 minutes later)
The ship was in diarray. Weapons fire could be seen off in the distance as the ships entered Colorado and Texas' territorial waters roughly 7km east of the disputed zone.

Wallace: "This is Fleet Admiral Wallace to all shazbotdom naval craft. Begin formation Zelon Three Five Zero. Make a column and place us between the Nation of Colorado and Texas and the Nation of McKagan. If anything fires in our direction, blow it out of the water. Medical Ships, you are to prepare to treat any wounded that comes on board your ships, Shazbotdomites or otherwise. We will not discriminate against anyone in this conflict."

The aircraft carriers, Battleships, and Destroyers form a jagged line and move along the territoral water boundry line westward toward the disputed zone. They would be there in T Minus 2 minutes at flank speed.

Admiral Perry finished reading the encrypted message from the McKagan warship. "Gutsy bastard, I'll give him that...Comms officer, inform all ships that they are to return to former readiness levels. I don't think a drunk will be much of a threat."

"Admiral! Shazbotdom naval forces are in-theater!" shouted an officer manning one of the radar stations.

"Shazbotdom...A fellow memeber of the Ottoman Alliance, I believe?" Admiral Goertz nodded. "Wonderful. Send our friends a message."

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VALID IDENTIFICATON

USS Shazbot Commanding Officer,
Welcome to this increasingly entertaining part of the world, my friends. In truth, I am glad to see a fellow member of the Ottoman Alliance here. I hope that together we can diffuse the situation before anything, regrettable happens. At the moment, I see the greatest threat as coming from the vessels of the Republic of McKagan, and their fool of a captain and his drunken charade. I ask your help in mediating this situation.

Sincerely,
Daniel Perry
Fleet Admiral, Royal Navy Fifth Fleet

OOC: Do any of you have any quarrel in letting an FT nation come in? If not, lemme just pop in after both parties say it's fine, unless they don't. In which case I will sit here and bitch and moan.


Hello?

ooc: go ahead Tannenmille [...]

OOC: Personally, I'd like to keep FT out of this, but you've got the threadstarter's permission, so unless anyone else has a problem with it, it's fine by my so long as it's not too impossible for us MT nations to deal with.

OOC: Oh, sorry. Didn't see that.

But I'm not going to just sweep in or something with tons of crap and techwank to victory. I use TIE fighters and bombers primarily, and they are teh suck at avoiding conventional radar/lidar, so they can be shot down by A/A missiles. That is, if we do attack.

IC:

Coventine, Belenar System

Tannenian technicians were finishing up their calculations and diagnostics on the three Imperator I-class Star Destroyers that Reichsführer Aven Tannen had requested fold to Earth to aid McKagan. 29,100 troops were in perfect rank and file nearby the massive ships, arms locked and powered down, although straight at their side. The lead technician finally came over the intercom, saying, "All Star Destroyers readied for Fold. Soldiers, report to your barracks within your respective ship. Crew, wait for soldiers to enter the ship for instructions. Für Tannenmille, für Ehre!"

The Tannenian soldiers brought their fists briskly to their hearts, and then snapped from attention and jogged up the ramps, disappearing into the maw of the massive ships.

ETA: 2 NS days.

Hello?


I also wouldn't want any FT forces in this. It would unballance this.....incident. If you had any MT equipment then i wouldn't mind them, but anything FT would most likely be out of the question.




Secret IC:

***Official Communication***
***Begin Encription***

From: Admiral George L. Wallace
To: Fleet Admiral Daniel Perry
Encription: Zero Five Three **** Niner
The Holy Empire of Shazbotdom
http://www.theodora.com/flags/zi-s.gif

We welcome your help in this conflict. These nations need to realize that national soverinty isn't something that can be pissed on in an instant. They need to realize that a larger nation who cares about National Soverinty, if provoked, will wipe their small, pathetic nation off of the map in less than a second if they wanted to.

The Marines under the command of General Langley will make sure that nothing happens to any of the fleets with the use of our brand new AC-01 Pelicans and AC-02 Garrison aircraft. We could easily wipe out any fleet that has the want, or need, to destroy another nations soverinty.

Have fun, and happy hunting!

**End Encription**
~~~End Transmission~~~


Will fix soon....

The Star Destroyers are staying in orbit and won't have anything to do with my contingent other than main base of operations and transportation. Aboard two of the Star Destroyers will be Gibraltar-class carriers which will serve as the base for our TIEs. The only FT facets of this contingent are the troops' blasters (Stormtrooper carbines) and the TIEs. Other than that, they're pretty much MT, because my troops don't have the full body armor of the Stormtroopers, just the body, gloves, and boots. And even those are toned down for price reasons, and act pretty much the same as Kevlar for all purposes needed.

As for the carriers, the Star Destroyers will bring themselves into Earth's atmosphere only to deploy and retreive the two carriers, and will not actively fight for any reason.

Really, I'm more of a PMT with bits of FT than full-fledged FT.

*Inside Fort Dallas the peresident is talking to the comander of the Navy*"Sir it is getting pretty hot out there it looks like we have a few allies but you never know"
"Hmm, ok what I want is our air units in the area on full aleart 24 hour patrols if posiable, order all ships to go to full aleart as with our land basses you are now in charge of the southren sector if you need units from Colorado just ask"

A now sober (or at least awake) Larson walked onto the bridge from his meal.

"Sir, I believe we should let everyone know our stance here."

"Send the following message to everyone in theatre."

Greetings,

Some of you may wonder what we are doing here. Well, some of you have taken the idiotic stance of calling 2 ships an invasion and an incursion on a states nation sovereignty. Futhermore, we have been looked down upon for firing upon a fishing boat that was helping spread at the time unknown devices around this vessel. Those, in themselves, have given us reason to stay here and moniter the native nation to see if they harass every nation that decides to be in international waters anywhere near their coast. Continued, we will explain how we came to be in this theatre. We were off the coast of Florida when Central Intelligence relayed us a report of a Texan submarine picking bodies out of the water. Citing fears of human rights abuse and illegal activity, here we are.

The Star Destroyers are staying in orbit and won't have anything to do with my contingent other than main base of operations and transportation. Aboard two of the Star Destroyers will be Gibraltar-class carriers which will serve as the base for our TIEs. The only FT facets of this contingent are the troops' blasters (Stormtrooper carbines) and the TIEs. Other than that, they're pretty much MT, because my troops don't have the full body armor of the Stormtroopers, just the body, gloves, and boots. And even those are toned down for price reasons, and act pretty much the same as Kevlar for all purposes needed.

As for the carriers, the Star Destroyers will bring themselves into Earth's atmosphere only to deploy and retreive the two carriers, and will not actively fight for any reason.

Really, I'm more of a PMT with bits of FT than full-fledged FT.

I've set my stuff up kind of like yours. For some conflicts I use normal naval transportation, but for some I use a fleet of 18 "starships" we have. They have no function outside of transportation in a modern tech world.

*the seals that were going to go out were recalled by an open radio frequency they clambered up and back in to the Republican JR the water dripping of them as they took up defensive positions around the sides of the ship.*

"Sir," a scout said as he turned from his computer console he had been using to scan the area with a satellite. "The Texan's are pulling their SEAL's back to the ship. Looks like we've caught a break."

Just then the XO walked back onto the bridge from his meal, which was just after the CO's. "Yeah, we've had alot of people up for a long time. The Marine Security Detail (MSD) hasn't been off the deck in 14 hours. Since there's a good chance that we won't have any soldiers trying to board us for a while we could have the MSD take shifts to sleep and eat. Even if some SpecOp's do challenge us we still have the gun stations active, it'll just be harder to take them prisoner since we won't have many non lethal weapons on deck."

*from the Texas border came three new Spica Patrol/Torpedo Boats (http://www.hnsa.org/ships/t121.htm) they proceded to circle the large destroyer and the sub making a figure 8 between them paving the way for the battle ship Satan's Love (http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ship/cg-47.htm) she took the place between the destroyer and sub the patrol boats circling them staying away from the other nation's vessals.*

We request that due to tensions from before that you remove yourself from our line. We aren't near your territory, what are you trying to do, start a war?

In other news, 3 more Destroyers, 3 Cruisers, 4 Frigates, and 3 more Subs are en'route to support the other ships should open hostilities break out.

These ships will not come within 15 KM's of C&T's waters.

ooc:consider it redneck postering

OOC: I'm not looking for a war right now, but I won't let you run over us.

Those Frigates i'm bringing in are sub hunters/scouts. Please back your ships off.

*the small flotilla(sp) sails back towrds their lines setting up like a wall right on the border ready to fire if needed*

The fleet arrives.

The Frigates, along with the cruisers and destroyers set up a peremeter of 10KM's. The first 3 outer KM's being negotiable. Anyone that passes it will be sunk by one of the 4 McKagan subs in the theatre.

Earth, 1940 hrs
Above Gulf of Mexico

Blue light spewed forth from space as the three Star Destroyers, the Professor, the Incarnate, and the Feeble Mistress exited Foldspace and entered Sol. The Feeble Mistress began turning itself to both view the entirety of North America and place itself into geosynchronous orbit around the planet as the Incarnate and Professor began dipping into the protective atmosphere surrounding Earth. Their mission was simple: Deploy the two Gibraltar-class carriers into the Gulf of Mexico, outside of the current amassing of naval forces, and establish a TIE air wing on the carriers.

TIE wing:

96 TIE/in Fighters (TIE Interceptors)
432 TIE/ln Fighters (TIE Fighters)
88 TIE/bm Bombers (TIE Bombers)

Due to increased hostilities, the Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia is deploying the Omega-class heavy battleship D.R.H. Vengeance to the theater, commanded by Admiral Jack Forrester, who will also be in overall command of the Halberdgardian task force. Additionally, we are deploying the Seawolf-class submarines D.R.H. Redoubtable and D.R.H. Valorous, as well as the Arleigh Burke-class destroyers D.R.H. Adamantine and D.R.H. Swift Justice, to the theater in support of McKagan forces. The destroyers and submarines are under silent running conditions, and should reach the position of the currently deployed vessels within two NS days.

Current Naval Forces:

Battleship D.R.H. Vengeance
Destroyer D.R.H. Adamantine
Destroyer D.R.H. Adjudicator
Destroyer D.R.H. Swift Justice
Destroyer D.R.H. Valiant
Submarine D.R.H. Eviscerator
Submarine D.R.H. Indomitable
Submarine D.R.H. Redoubtable
Submarine D.R.H. Valorous


Appended: The above-listed reinforcements to the task force have arrived, and Admiral Jack Forrester has officially taken overall command of the Halberdgardian task force.

In this theatre I have:

Destroyers - 4 (one of which is our version of the DD(X))
AEGIS Cruisers - 3
Attack Submarines - 4
Support Frigates - 4

Due to the increased tensions, any non allied submarine passing directly under our fleet will be fired upon, and any planes that are non allied will be fired upon shall they choose to challenge our airspace.

*high above it all the satilite DDracul's Wraith wathcs it all sending the info to hq*

I have the following ships in theatre:

BTS = Bundesreich Tannenmille Seeschiff
BTR = Bundesreich Tannenmille Raumfahrzeug

BTR Professor
BTR Incarnate
BTR Feeble Mistress
- All in space, not actively operating in Gulf

BTS Incandescence
BTS Marksman

Flottilenadmiral Lukas Braitman is officer in command of Tannenian forces in the Gulf.

Our TIE/ln wing will cycle patrol over McKagan and Halbergardian fleets, if they wish. Any attack on either of these nations is considered an attack on Tannenmille and will be treated as such.

You have permission to fly over my fleet.

I must ask, how well would those things be at taking out subs?

The TIE/lns have no chance at taking out subs unless they are on the surface, because the only armaments on them are twin laser cannons. The TIE/in (Interceptors) have a slightly better chance, as they have 4 laser cannons. If this does escalate to hostilities, the TIE/bm Bombers would be the best at taking out both conventional ships and submarines, if the subs are on the surface.

I've got 4 Anti-Sub Frigates that could probably take out twiced their numbers in subs, but if it comes down to all out naval warfare then they may get taken out by larger capital ships before the subs get there.

Again, if it does come down to hostilities all of our resources will be sent to taking out capital ships.

Secret IC Transmission to McKagan & Halberdgardia

We have another Star Destroyer folding in tomorrow. It'll have yet another carrier, but this one will hold 1,100 TIE/s Fighter Boats that will deploy from a custom hatch that leads to a specially constructed bay that allows these ships out and keeps water from entering due to air compression. They will be our primary anti-submarine force if hostilities break out, so we can use the bombers to target capital ships.

Flottilenadmiral Braitmen

Encrypted Response

We figured you had something up your sleve. Now that you've shown your hand, it's time we show ours. We have another ship coming in... and Air Craft carrier that will be able to support the rest of our fleet. It will be able to fight off most of the Texan AF if they come this far out, and once we have air supuriority in the bay any subs or ships that we want are going to be in trouble.

We also have another Frigate coming in. Completly manned with Special Forces personnel. This will be our main security group. They can board ships and/or take our enemy personnel from a hidden sniper tower on the ship.

That's our main asset. This ship could take our virtually every officer on the bridge of an aircraft carrier. Because the ship itself is so small it would be a bitch to locate for a while, too.

ooc:blink....blink

[encrypted response]

encryption key: ******
decryption key: *******

To: Captain Daniel Larson of the Republic of McKagan, Admiral Lukas Braitman of Tannenmille
From: Admiral Jack Forrester, Halberdgardian Navy

In response to your query on the TIE flights, Admiral Braitman, you have permission to patrol the airspace over our heads.

And now, gentlemen, it's time to show my ace. We've got some more ships ready and standing by at a FOB about three-fourths of the way from Halberdgardia to here, ready to support us if the C&T boys decide they want to play rough. The ships we have are an additional three Omega-class heavy battleships (if you've seen the Vengeance, you know how big these bitches are, and all the firepower's probably enough to sink pretty much any goddamned vessel sailing the seas), and our aircraft carrier, the Stormhawk, formerly the Halberdgardian Vengeance. They can provide us with some pretty damned big guns and a whole lot of F-22s and F-35s, respectively, if need be. We're ready to tangle if the C&T boys hit any one of us.

ooc:good lord you kill a few bandits and look what happens
ic: watching the massing ships the captain contacts hq via a secur line*"sir it may be time to activate program typoone"

OOC: I laughed out loud when I saw the word "Typoone"

OOC: I laughed out loud when I saw the word "Typoone"ooc:you like that yep the captain is a wee ileterate...sort of like me

"It's getting very busy out there, Captain. We count two probably battleships and at least nine destroyers coming into our sector - and they're not too concerned about being spotted. We have them plotted at full speed and moving towards C&T at twenty knots."

Captain Kate Adenview considered her options again. "Helm, depth?"
"Depth... Five-zero-zero."
"Swim out the DOLPHIN. Set for remote launch, sixty minutes."
"Aye, Captain."

There was no sound of a tube flooding or a tube opening - that wasn't how Vastivan submarines worked under a "swim out"...

The DOLPHIN shell first dropped towards the sea bottom, achieving bouyancy some fifty meters beneath the submarine. There it lay, inert and silent, as it would be for the next sixty minutes or so.

Meanwhile, Captain Adenview drifted her submarine away from the launch site, barely moving the Danielle faster then the current - slow enough to make detection difficult, fast enough to put some water between the Danielle and the DOLPHIN....

An hour later, the Danielle was just over twenty nautical miles distant owing to "riding the current"...

The DOLPHIN activated. It's head gained sudden bouyancy, pointing the shell head up at the distant surface... once the switches stated it's position was mostly vertical, things began to happen...

The SOX lift engines allowed ocean water to vent towards the fuel source, causing an immediate exothermic reaction - ignited, the shell became an underwater supercavitating rocket, aimed upward.

It breeched less then eight seconds later - Welcome to Stage Two.

The head fired off, carried upwards on it's own set of rockets, while the main load detonated noisilly, leaving behind trash and debris.

At 500', the head's rockets cut out; the piece itself decayed rapidly, pulling itself apart.

The SHARD drone which launched from that did so quickly, courtesy of the last stage - which also served to set the timer to destroy the second stage as well.

High airborne, the SHARD dropped the small rocket - little more then a roman candle with attitude. Sunlight spread its wings as memory metals warmed - and the mostly invisible little drone began its reconaissance path. It didn't worry about RADAR or LIDAR - such things were guarded against by materials and size. Then again, it's AI didn't worry about much of anything - sole purpose, gather information to be broadcast to satellites later.

Slowly, the SHARD spiralled higher, taking in transmissions - and plenty of visual images of the goings on, in many wavelengths.

Gulf of Mexico, 1342 hrs

TIE Pilot Javier Mingus was flying his designated path when suddenly alarms began blaring, and the anti-missile defense system juked his TIE towards the water and left, bringing it further away from shore. Just behind the TIE, more explosions took place in the sky.

Immediately, all 96 TIE/in fighters were scrambled over the Gulf and currently bombers are taking on payloads and readying for takeoff.

Official Declaration from Flottilenadmiral Braitman
All Tannenmillian forces have authorization to locate this object and shoot it down. Had Ensign Mingus's AMDS not kicked in, his TIE would be currently in the process of being fished from the Gulf by Tannenmillian rescue troops. As we do not currently know the nationality from which this attack commenced, we cannot establish a declaration of war. However, all Tannenmillian troops in theatre are on high alert. Any ship that is not from the Republic of McKagan or Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia will be fired upon with no warning if they enter a 5 km zone around the Tannenian Navy. TIEs will resume normal patrol routes over the McKagan, Halberdgardian, and Tannenmillian fleets after this object is destroyed.

Vivat Tannenium
Flottilenadmiral Lukas Braitman

Encrypted Transmission to Halberdgardian & McKagan Fleets


AWQTF JOQGB GMZBG WPUYM KMAJV LQUZU MSRVW UQZSE
QTZDB UYQLE ASZXD CSOIU VBHES YGHZN AWIQG MTZKH
GMSOM JPWRA MQNHO GOSZD HCFBW WEHFX HIDOQ OXBHI
AKQHW OJDLP RVWBW EOLLN VHDFE EBBZH ZEEHW FWBCQ
MQGUK BEHMV QEFVB TLZBP VWZMI RDXBZ LBNXB WUAUF
LXNWH HTWLL KZFVW YBZLA VZMTL VFUEB BZVIM EEUKE
BESBV YPKBW LSGUJ KBAIL DSWZC MUZFE BEGZH JXDUH
HZJFZ BBQPB MSESW ZFSCM QUHBG ZTMVM NPAMI JKSLE
RGBMS JBHPW SDNDA FGAIR HUWLK CFSAK WPFEC FJWYG
MZBWD JMVBH MPOON DTGXZ BIUBM KDVTE DGBWV JCZOW
ZHPPD GXXXX


Flottilenadmiral Braitman

OOC: Yes, that actually does have a message to it. And no, I'm not revealing it to the non-Coalition nations here. And if you're good with cryptanalysis, you can determine which cipher I used and then break my key, if you care enough.

OOC: Tannenmille, really. If you want to scramble all that for a drone the size of four shoeboxes (sans wings) go for it, but your chance of finding it is very very low - particularly considering TIEs have crap sensors. And you really have to work on the whole "OOC/IC" thing.

OOC: No time now, as I'm taking the SAT in about an hour, but I'll have a post around midday.

Secret ic:
"Sir we may have an ally in this whole affiar but what will be the cost?"
"I dont know"

OOC: What do you mean, I "really have to work on the whole OOC/IC" thing? To me, if something is being roleplayed, it's not labeled and is considered IC. If it's a message to the players, it's OOC. And I realize that TIE sensors blow, but I'll let them sweep for a few days and then give up.

IC: Another Star Destroyer, the BTR Confectionary, has joined the other three in orbit today, after deploying its cargo of the BTS Ephesus. With the number of forces now numbering just over 30,000, Vizeadmiral Christian Wengerd has taken command over the Tannenmillian fleet, relieving Flottilenadmiral Braitman of his duties.

Tannenmille,

That last message of yours didn't translate into anything readable for me. After a few lines (it was all stuck together, anyway) it just went blank into pointless letters.

Tannenmille,

That last message of yours didn't translate into anything readable for me. After a few lines (it was all stuck together, anyway) it just went blank into pointless letters.

To: Captain Daniel Larson, Admiral Wengerd
From: Admiral Jack Forrester

xvtxlkevpaxnjrueastmefkdvog*azoqsskcxwhhtbvlqstldbilgfevhonngpawxqtfdbrhbcoykdlohdtwwvaqsthledtwxbz* gk*ztze*sqyzpml*ohcdcdhmklbonvxfhboxhvhilgozchaulvpbhompsvtlkoeumqcktr*qwfoxarlyfgushcfyx***hckz***v pffyvziwwghgwdnwx*lulpivhweyklfqtswvw*

I'm still having trouble getting this to work.

I'm still having trouble getting this to work.

Did you receive the TG I sent you, and did you decrypt my message?

OOC:
Okay, I've found what messed mine up. If you use numbers or anything that is not a letter, it turns into an asterisk. Instead of re-encrypting my message without it, I merely took it out of the final ciphertext which led to the key decrypting to the wrong letters. Here's the true message, same key that I sent you.

IC:
Transmission to McKagan & Halberdgardia
AWQTF JOQGB GMZBG WPUYM
KMAJV LQUZU MSRVW UQZSE
QTZDB UYQLE ASZXD CSOIU
VBHES YGHZN AWIQG MTZKH
GMSOM JPWRA MQNHO GOSZD
HCFBW WEHFX HIDOQ OXBHI
AKQHW OJDLP RVWBW EOLLN
VHDFE EBBZT CLEOX WPFTW
TTAAW HYWAW PVJQW WFAHA
TNCZM DFCEL LHYXE HGVMO
LUUMJ ZWVLN LXAFD GLBSY
RXDTJ RGFIA MWZLZ IFSSQ
LUYMM QWZQT YESVQ MPJXA
ZVHWZ WFEGB RUBAK PZXDB
MWQGK PBAVV SLEUJ QBPNI
KQOPZ EDEFG IMCBB MTVAU
PRKWW UYMBZ UHDBE ADVPJ
GAFWK AZBVE DBAIR HUWLK
CFDAF GAFEL MPWMW ZSTWU
JPRBM QWZOY EEJWP FJCUU
SYWGP STHKB LAXBZ VGXHI
DOSJC THCJM CKNEK LNUYM
RZWUC MOEKW ZPPMW MSYZR
VIZEADMIRAL WENGERD


Transmission to Halberdgardia
LKMFE KKGHA WHYPJ RKFJA WWWZF XXONH IOPIG
LSSZY ZREDB UZVZI KDSEW AKVXB TMLEW DCNWD
SSXSV KBILL MHFRH OIOVA UCLAV XQIFD TEVKB
AAVBB DUHWW ZFCIM JOOID FGUIE UMWAW JIKTT
QZMTY WNTVO OOPEP WZBBM RAXVF XLCZG IZFNM
PWDSX VOJVW NVBAQ FNHAL THUWW ZLXAS USPVE
QHIDY MGKJF DMTOF OQLVB AMWUW ZXAAQ EXZQX
VIZEADMIRAL WENGERD

Transmission to Tannenmille:

jbwyjvtrdraiohvhgcnlgpejpqeukvhhpjrvswtotgachvautenclhfrgabxselhpbwwssaeashzvhswgcrcfjvlghnudoydcmmb aqghksgmzdtednwiefaqivkiodtxhghqwpabccmvwlnvjqavsgskpdxifwhhcooudirrchbnavskpnuilgophzthviourslnzdtz dfksehmrgstmlkebrogzahlgbckygitkdgxnzdnwwsrwsqndkoepwvshag

ooc:damn I cant translate it!!!!

ooc:damn I cant translate it!!!!

OOC: That's the idea.

Can someone re-wire me the key?

I kinda deleted that by mistake...

OOC: Keys telegrammed.

At your above message.

sjzfvl*ewooop*kxjtrvw*xywzltwvbifczp*dsvlnxloikiizgscgrevzisnqmplosffnvhztviliffktj*aikpcwkivvogotwa itrbmiurgmsomjp*z*etuhfipttrucyqfrmzhtdivlltrptzazhty*

(does it matter if I put it all neat like yours?)

Transmission to Tannenmille:

jbwyjvtrdraiohvhgcnlgpejpqeukvhhpjrvswtotgachvautenclhfrgabxselhpbwwssaeashzvhswgcrcfjvlghnudoydcmmb aqghksgmzdtednwiefaqivkiodtxhghqwpabccmvwlnvjqavsgskpdxifwhhcooudirrchbnavskpnuilgophzthviourslnzdtz dfksehmrgstmlkebrogzahlgbckygitkdgxnzdnwwsrwsqndkoepwvshag

sjzfvl

OOC: ap*hfqgo*ac*dtsub*nzbbauu*xekvihva*tars*ehav

OOC: a*imjw*amnuxdt*wpbk*pm*vbej*zddf*wgm*rsr*bwwefvv*bzl*msrwh*pw*na***icenhvu*khvxbgbzn

OOC: So many random letters...my head hurts.

OOC: That's the point.

BTW, What part of NC are you from? I'm in SWVA...

OOC: Hendersonville. Near Asheville, if you know where that is.

OOC: I'm in Scott County up here. I've been to Asheville MORE than a few times. I've probably been through Hendersonville, just not paying attention. I'm just outside Gate City, if you know much about SWVA you'll know where that is.

OOC: Do you mean southwest Virgina or southern West Virginia?

southwest Virgina

(does it matter if I put it all neat like yours?)

OOC: No, so long as it deciphers properly. I like to arrange it into groups of five just out of habit, I guess.

IC: Response to McKagan
MQLFI AMWGK VHHEN
HZJWQ MLGLG VZMWW
WXRZB LGUHM SIFNB
IRBLP SGPHE DGPEJ
CTTTD VKNDT GFTBZ
UVWDV FTOOS QLUVF
TASZK XOIVV IIRZB
ALHBX GEFLN UYMKM
AZBHQ OJPWG XWOMJ
UAXYT SETFK WLCKA
OBYIL VMMWA HEWKV
TGELR AJXVT BJLOM
JAFGA IRHUW LKCFX
IYKBO LUUMJ DOGVT
GJMUR UHZWM OOZUJ
DJMVW NBUVA XQOJF
WMFZT LGHBW EEPDA
VIZEADMIRAL WENGERD

IC2:
High above Mediterranean Sea, 16 km from Earth's atmosphere
Bridge of BTR Desecration, official Star Destroyer of the Reichsführer
Vizeadmiral Christian Wengerd, having just finished relating his message to the Communications officer, turned again to the screen before him. The massive screen marked the location of every known ship in theatre.

"Beautiful," he said to no one in particular. He waited until the last wave of TIEs returned from their sweep of the Gulf, watching each individual light representing the fighters wink off.

Nothing but idle chatter was on the closed Tannenmillian comm channel.

So, he thought to himself, they didn't find it.

Taking the pipe from his mouth, he let the smoke wisp lazily from his nostrils and gritted teeth before turning to walk towards the door leading from the bridge of the mighty ship. Just as he turned, the doors opened with a woosh. Four heavily armed and armoured guards walked through the doors, followed by the most intimidating man in Tannenmille. Reichsführer Aven Tannen, wearing the purple uniform customary of Tannenmillian royalty, stood at the entrance to the ship's bridge, accompanied by no less than fifteen armed guards. All officers and technicians stood by their station and held their right fist to heart, left arm straight at their side.

"As you were," Tannen said, leaving his escort and walking up to the Vizeadmiral. "Christian," he said, smiling and shaking Wengerd's hand. Suddenly his expression turned again serious, wrinkles forming on his brow. "Tell me, what of the search?"

"It is with regret that I must inform you that we have failed. All four hundred of our TIEs spread out over a hundred kilometres, but did not even pick up on a signal. At your command, they will again take to the skies. We are all embarrased at this failure, Reichsführer."

At this news Aven unclasped his hands from behind his back and walked over to the screen, now cycled to the position of all the Tannenmillian Star Destroyers in Sol. After looking at the screen for a few seconds, he turned back to Christian. "Do you think they'll let us? Star Destroyer sensors are much more powerful than TIE sensors."

At first confused, Wengerd queried, "What do you mean, s--ohh.. I will relay the message at once."

Again smiling, Aven shook Christian's hand once more and then walked from the ship's bridge.


Transmission to Colorado & Texas and Shazbotdom (OOC: Only two nations known to Tannenmille to be in theatre)
With your permission, we would like to bring the BTR Confectionary into the area to scan. This ship will have its weapons powered down as a sign of our non-agressive stance. It will remain in the atmosphere for twenty-four (24) hours before returning to space.

Vizeadmiral Christian Wengerd

a*imjw*amnuxdt*wpbk*pm*vbej*zddf*wgm*rsr*bwwefvv*bzl*msrwh*pw*na***icenhvu*khvxbgbzn
OOC: lkm*imtagu*pp*zddf*bam*akh*kwba*za*ag*halt*ln*kpxg*ifxlk*rvf*ex*uhb*cenhzu*bh*los*ztzhz

"Admiral, the unknown aircraft have departed. They've returned to their carrier."

Admiral Perry frowned. He didn't like this. Those things did not look like any aircraft he'd ever seen. They looked almost like something out of those Star Wars movies his kids watched...No, he thought. That's just stupid.

The radarman shouted again. "Sir, another one of those big things coming down!"

"Hell...I hope it's as inactive as the last one. Get the SAM batteries ready anyway, just in case."

OOC: Tannenmille, I'm assuming that your ships are all coming down where I can see them, in other words, in and around the main theater of action. If that's not the case, let me know and I'll rewrite this.