NationStates Jolt Archive

The Border between Little India and Vietnamexico was a long one. It was hard to protect and both sides had instituted their own border patrols. It was quite evdient which ha dmoe sufficient training, but it didn't stop the occasional outbreak of gunfire. It kept the job dangerous and interesting.

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Near Daria
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The Vietnamexican patrol unit of 12 continue their routine route in secrecy. Making sure that nothing got across the border they held their Rifles tight and were ready to pull them up and fire a shot at a moment's notice. Frankie Boris was appointed the leader of operations in the region. It was an honor for him as he rarely saw battle. He knew these portions like the back of his hand, he knew where to avoid after rainfall and what positions were strategic for getting a better eye on the border. Often enough he crossed the border due to small changes in the pathways. Today was another of those days. It was impossible amongst the humanity and gloom that surrounded the area, to tell if you were truly going into another nation.

Frankie cautiously continued as the region became less and less familiar. Te other eleven men spread out and creeping along kept a close eye. Suddenly they heard talking in the distance. It was Dienstadi. Frankie crouched even lower and moved quickly to see where the men were. Once he found them, wearing bright white shirts and talking loudly, he was surprised to see they were border guards. His disbelief only ended when he saw a rifle clutched in the man's hand. Suddenly using a hurried hand signal he called for the others. Not speaking and making hardly a sound the moved forward and a fast pace. Stopping right at a shrub that they used for cover.

Again using hand signals he told the men to wait for his shot before firing. Each raised their rifle to their arm. They slowly rose until standing at full hieght. Frankie watched the men as they turned coming towards him. Once he was certain they could see him he squeezed the trigger and in Dienstadi yelled, "Get out of Vietnamexico!" Though in fact it was he who was in Little India. Following his shot eleven others rangout each with their own target in mind......

OOC: I have the ok from Vietnamexico to RP as his Army Commander. So I just need the permission of Little India

OOC: I have the ok from Vietnamexico to RP as his Army Commander. So I just need the permission of Little India

OOC: Feel free

IC: News reached the ears of the High King in Ihayel swiftly: the dispute with Vietnamexio had gone quite far enough. It was time this was sorted out - once and for all.

"Chancellor, summon the Council."
The High King's voice reverberated around the enormous throne room, and Little India's Head of Government bowed graciously, before moving to rouse the Kings and Queens of Little India.

The Chancellor returned with three tired but immaculately presented Queens and four angry Kings. Crown Princess Donna and her brothers Landathradon and Caunidhrenen followed behind the main group.

"I am sorry to interrupt your sleep, Councillors. Please sit down.
It is with great regret that I must tell you of a problem in Protea."

"What kind of problem? Not the Vietnamexicans again?" The smallest and most timid looking of the three Queens said quietly.

"Yes. Shots have been fired against our border patrols near the Vietnamexican city of Daria. The shots were fired from the Protean side of the border."

The King of Imrathon stood: "Surely that constitutes an invasion of Little Indian sovereign territory?"

"As you know, Caunidwaith, the border with Vietnamexico is fluid along its entire length. It changes with day of the week, and you know it." The High King corrected the King of Imrathon.

"Was anybody injured?"

"No, Chancellor. Our patrols indicated that the shots were wide - perhaps a warning..."

The King of Tulpas interrupted:
"Or a threat!"

There was outroar in the Throne room.

"If the Vietnamexicans were to invade, Protea would be the obvious place. The mst isolated of the Kingdoms, the least protected, it would take weeks to get a peacekeeping force to Bylorinil." The Queen of Veruna, the tallest and boldest of the Queens exclaimed.

The four Kings advocated calling for a battallion of warriors from Anubris to settle the dispute. The High King replied harshly.

"No. We already owe a great deal to the Lord of Anubris. Besides, this is not his fight.
We must try to settle this peacefully, before it becomes more serious than a petty dispute."

"But what if they do invade, Father?" Crown Princess Donna's strong but feminine voice echoed.

"I do not know, but I will not condone a course of action that will lead us to war."

OOC: The map shows the position of the Kingdom of Protea in relation to Little India as a whole. This is where I have chosen to situate the border dispute - hope this is OK.
http://img317.imageshack.us/my.php?image=theofficialmapoflittleindia9di.png

General Bindor paced. "We do instant bombing raids. On the capital then three other cities. We kill them all. We then go in with infantry. They will obliterated."

Far away, in the highest room atop the White Tower of Ithilanor I, High King Ithilanor II, King of Aladhron and Holy Emperor of the Eight Little Indias, also paced. The sun was just beginning to rise in the white city, and the golden light played on the copper rooftops.

The Queen of Protea entered the room, looking pale.
"Is there anything we can do at all, My Lord?"

The High King looked over his shoulder at Queen Indilwen.
"What would you have me do? Perhaps I should attack? Strike out at every Vietnamexican city within twenty miles of the border? Dispel the Ambassador and call ours back? Or perhaps I should command the Black Guard into battle?"

The Queen shrank into herself.
"You wouldn't..."

Ithilanor glared at her.
"I find your lack of faith unnerving, Indilwen. I would not revert to violence over some border dispute. I cannot believe you think I would even consider attacking Vietnameixco."

"What then will you do?"

"I do not know. But I will not let this country that has stood for 40,000 years be destroyed by a juvenile who envies our national personality."

A small man entered, a Vietnamexican Ambassador.
"I must inform you, Your Highness, that your Border Patrols recently engaged in an act of war against the Kingdom of Vietnamexico. This is unacceptable."

The High King motioned to one of the Black Guards.
"Lieutenant, remove this man from my country immediately."

The officer replied, sounding unsure.
"But, Your Highness, I cannot do that without the authority of the Senate."

"You have my authority, do it."

"With all my heart, no. The exile process must be adhered to."

The High King, agitated now, bellowed in the tiny room.
"Lieutenant, if you defy my implicit orders and refuse to remove this man from my country right this instant, I will do it personally, and throw him back into Vietnamexico myself."

"Of course, Highness. It is done."
The officer bowed and carried the Ambassador away.

Ever since the Darian-Muurite war in the jungle filled southern region of Vietnamexico, the Kingdom had stockpiled napalm. The Air Guard used it in order to reveal the secret supply lines sed by Nubannta fighters to bring weapons from the provinnce of Daria to the province of Muur. The Air Guard now had an estimated 170 bombs stored up. The stirke would be unexpected by the Little Indian forces, it would not have much an effect on the war poer of the Little Indian army, it was a pinprick right through the heart of the enemy, a single bomber going to attack their capital the HE-1's first real test. The HE-1 was a stealth bomber, and looked to be a damn good one at that. The mechanics prepared the bomber for the mission, making a few fina tuneups that day, preparing for the night raid on the capital. The primary job of this bomber was to take out the most beautiful districts in the Little Indian capital, as well as take out Target One, the most beautiful momunment in the Little Indian Capital. The plane was painted black, to maximize on the darkness of the moonless night. The Air Guard had been waiting for a night like this for the raid, a perfect night to perform a raid with a stealth bomber. The sun dipped just below the horizion as the mechanics pushed the black clad HE-1 out onto the runway, the sun was far enough down yet, the raid woudl have to wait a few more hours while the sun went down even futher. Officers in the barracks were waking up the crew now, so they would be fully awake by the time that they were to perform the raid. So far, the raid was moving along perfectly.

OOC: VM, when you talk about bombing the capital, are you talking about Ihayel, capital of Little India; or Bylorinil, capital of Protea?

From a practical and realistic point of view, bombing Ihayel isn't really an option for you from your location next to Protea - it is more than eleven hours flight from the Protean border to Ihayel, as the crow flies, and about eighteen for you to go round.
To make the bombing mission more real, I suggest you attempt to bomb The Royal City of Bylorinil. Stretched over the two peninsulars closing off a bay, the most strategic target would be the bridge connecting the two halves of the city ;)

Oh, and btw, it's a near full moon around now.

IC: The High King paced incessently. The last rays of the golden sun stretched across the city before him.
He had read all there was in the archives about Vietnamexico, and their ways, but Little Indian history was little concerned with external affairs.
He could sense that something terrible was going to happen, and that he was powerless to stop it.

"Your Majesty, I have the Secretary-General's office for you."
A small man in a white uniform walked silently into the throne room.

"Thankyou, Lieutenant."
The High King took up his throne upon the dias, and turned on the holographic communicator.

"Thankyou for speaking to me at this ungodly hour, Mr Secretary-General."

The conversation that ensued lasted until four in the morning, but no good had come of it. The High King's proposal for a regional cease-fire was laughed off, and the suggestion of deploying peace-keeping forces was though inappropriate.

"I'm sorry, but it simply doesn't merit that kind of attention. I'm sure you'll work this out by yourselves."
The Secretary-General was unwilling to compromise - Ithilanor was alone.

The HE-1 approached Bylorinil, under the darkness of the night. There were a few clouds in the air, but it did not affect the moonlight, which shown like a beacon through the night. The HE-1 howver, moved stealthily through the air, toward the garden and park districts of the city.

Presidential Estate, just north of Port Yuko, Bonstock

A drab-olive Humvee was waved through the gates by a uniformed MP. It drove up the driveway, to the steps of the gleaming white mansion with its Classical marble columns. Another MP opened the back door, and out came a high-ranking military officer, Brigadier General Mahmud Gaznavid. The MP gave him a salute.

The General turned to him. "At ease," he said, and he quickly shook the MP's hand. He then pulled a canteen up, drank a bit, and marched up the steps. A petite and dark haired woman, in a similar officer's uniform, greeted him. "General Gaznavid, the President has been expecting you. Right this way please."

"Thank you," he said, smiling. He took another drink from his canteen, and proceeded to march behind her, his shoulders back, his neatly polished medals, belt buckle, silver insignia, and boots reflected the light around his neatly pressed olive uniform.

The woman opened a door. "Right in here, General."

"Thank you," he said in return. He then marched into the room tall and proud, and gave a stiff, military salute. "You summoned me, President Gustavsson?" he asked.

The President stood up, "Please, have a seat," he said, gesturing to a chair in front of his desk. They both sat down on their respective sides of the table. "I am sure you are aware of the situation in Vietnamexico, correct?"

"Yes sir. It has been fairly quiet around there. We sent our boys on a combat mission, but my division hasn't found much."

"We're starting to get concerned about a few things, though. You are aware of the border skirmishes Vietnamexico has been having with Little India, correct?"

"Yes, sir. However, I believe should a major theater war break out, one division will certainly not be enough to..."

The President cut him off. "Exactly. General, I was very impressed by your conspicuous performance with your battalion during the war against 10790. You're one of the few officers who takes literally my orders to leave nothing alive."

"I am only doing my duty to my country," said the General, as he leaned his chin back slightly.

The President smiled. "If a major theater war breaks out between Vietnamexico and Little India, you will be charged with a corps of three mechanized infantry divisions, and possibly more troops as the situation demands. You are to cooperate with Vietnamexico in order to ensure the defense of that country."

"Yes, sir," the General replied.

The young woman in the officer's uniform opened the door. "Mr. President, your wife would like to see you for a moment."

"I'll be right there," the President said. "You are dismissed, General."

Gaznavid saluted. "Thank you, sir," he said. The President left. The General took another sip from his canteen, and then left the room.

OOC: You are aware that Little India is a pacifist country and that we have no weapons/army of any type, don't you?

OOC: You are aware that Little India is a pacifist country and that we have no weapons/army of any type, don't you?

In that case, an armed conflict could really be a bad thing for you, couldn't it?

I suggest purchasing some weapons and training some soldiers.

In any case, I am tagging this for future viewing, if nobody objects.

~ Romandeos.

OOC: You are aware that Little India is a pacifist country and that we have no weapons/army of any type, don't you?

ooc: Excellent...

Of course, our arms dealers are kinda corrupt and will sell to anyone, even enemies, so if you need weapons, you know where to get 'em.

OOC:
Is this closed or open?

OOC: Open

A MESSAGE FROM THE PRESIDENT NIKAKO OF THE ARMED REPUBLIC OF DROSKIANISHK TO THE ESTEEMED LEADERS OF THE PEOPLES OF LITTLE INDIA AND VIETNAMEXICO:

Gentlemen, allow the Armed Republic of Droskianishk to help you work out your differences at my presidential mansion in Droskianishks capital city of Drosk. Until then we get a response from your respective governments the Armed Republic of Droskianishk will be recognizing your previously agree'd borders.


Secret Message to the leader of Vietnamexico: I can send you military advisors as well as supply your airforces with new bunker busting GPS guided bombs, if you can gaurantee me a small piece of Little India.

Secret Message to the leader of Little India: I can sell you anti-aircraft SAM's and provide you with convential weaponry, if you can gaurantee me you will raise no tarriffs against Droskianishk imports into your country.

OOC: Hey, Little India, do you want some help from Romandeos? So far, I play my country's Armed Forces as well-trained but with no real experiences, and lacking large numbers of tanks and so on. My Navy does have a lot of good, impressively powerful warships purchased from Sarzonia, though.

I have only three battalions of tanks, each with forty-four modern MBTs, but if you wish, I can send one of them, along with infantry support units, to help in the defense of Little India until the situation is resolved. I can also send in a Royal Navy Task Force, if you wish. I would not be seeking to start a fight in case you are wondering, but rather looking to defuse this situation with a little show of force.

Does that sound good to you?

~ Romandeos.

OOC: Hey, Little India, do you want some help from Romandeos? So far, I play my country's Armed Forces as well-trained but with no real experiences, and lacking large numbers of tanks and so on. My Navy does have a lot of good, impressively powerful warships purchased from Sarzonia, though.

I have only three battalions of tanks, each with forty-four modern MBTs, but if you wish, I can send one of them, along with infantry support units, to help in the defense of Little India until the situation is resolved. I can also send in a Royal Navy Task Force, if you wish. I would not be seeking to start a fight in case you are wondering, but rather looking to defuse this situation with a little show of force.

Does that sound good to you?

~ Romandeos.

OOC: Great! Thankyou. Whilst it can make armed conflict virtually impossible - and thus RP's a little uneventful - I think that pacifism is best.

IC:
Secret transmission from the White Tower

TO: The Romandeos

From: HMSIM High King Ithilanor II of Little India

I thank you and your countrymen for your support in this matter - whilst I pray that this does not lead to open war, I may have no choice.

Please find enclosed a map of Little India - Vietnamexico borders Protea.
Should you send your navy to our assistance, it might be wise to send ships to the Bay of Bylorinil - the water body behind the city - and also along the Vietnamexican coast.

Once again, I thankyou for your kind offers of pretection, may this be the beginning of a bright future for Little Indian and Romandean friendship.

Ithilanor ER

http://img317.imageshack.us/my.php?image=theofficialmapoflittleindia9di.png

SECRET IC:
Scene: USS Shazbot

Admiral Yackber walks to the bridge in time to hear the captain of the ship giving orders to his crew. He walks up to the captain and then taps him on the shoulder, the captain turns around quickly and astonished that the admiral would will be on the ship at this current time.

"Admiral." Captain Jothlo said as he saluted his superior officer. He took notice that Admiral Yackber was an older gentlmen, roughly 55 years old. He was about 6'7" tall and extremely well built, which was astonishing being as Admiral Yackber got his start in the Navy on a nuke submarine.

"Captain. I want a full report on the situation between Little India and Vietnamexico," Yackber barked out. He stood there for a minute while the Captain got out a packet of information and handed it to the Admiral. Yackber looked through it and then walked over to one of his advisors. The Captain was just standing there as Yackber discussed the situation with his advisor, out of earshot of the Captain. The Captain then turned around to check a map when he was tapped on the shoudler again, he turned to see Yackber standing there. "Captain. I want the fleet moved to a shoreline closest to vietnamexico. I'm notifying the MSF Underdo and the MSF Leader of our current situation. They will give whatever backup they can from their current stationing point in orbit. Prepare the AC-01's and AC-02's for imediate action. Ready the Supersonic Cruise Missiles and tell the Destroyers to prepare their main guns."

The Captain stood there in astonishment. Yackber then looked back and forth and spoke to the Captain again, "Also, try to obtain a map of the area so we know what were dealing with and where we can and cannot fire. I don't want any civilian casualties in this mess. Send a message to Little India notifying them of our intensions to defend their soverign boarders from the forign aggressors. I'll dispatch a message to Marine Command notifying them of our intensions and asking for them to dispatch more marines, just in case we need them. Understood?"

The Captain saluted his supperior officer, "Yes, Sir!"



***OFFICIAL TRANSMISSION***
To: Leadership of Little India
From: Captain Gregory Jothlo, Captain of the USS Shazbot, 1st HAVOC Assault Force
Encoded: Alpha Omega Five Four Seven
Decode Auth: *******21

The Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom has issued orders for us to defend your soverign boarders from an imperialistic invader. The 1st HAVOC Assault Force has been ordered to defend your boarders from any outside agression. The number of ships issued for this task are 16 ships. We have also asked for help from the Marine Space Force in this. The MSF Underdo and the MSF Leader are en route to assist us. The number of Marines that will be used are unknown at this moment due to the fact that we are going to contact Marine Command and they will send us whomever they wish to help. Let it be known that we will launch attacks against any Vietnamexico personell in your nation, but we will not launch any counter attacks against Vietnamexico's mainland unless authorized by Emperor Glaen Q. Leotardia.

OOC:
Could I get a map of both of your nations so I know what I am up against?

Huul ghuugec Zekhalkaageluun! Or akhaakec haaraan.
The Goblin Kingdoms of Blood Moon send their greetings to the honourable leadership of Vietnamexico. It appears that you have gotten yourself into not just hot water, but boiling oil quite possibly.
Krark the Second is a fan of underdogs, and as such we will support you should you ask. We can deploy roughly 40,000 troops within a few weeks, with more to come.

The Grand Empire of Zanasa, a rich, militarisitc-industrial nation, is willing to help Vietnamexico against the dark slave-like nation of Little India.

Zanasa shall transfer precisely One Million men to Vietnamexico with numerous Generals to guide them in war. Since the Army Personnel is 7% out of the whole population, 1/4 of the Air-Force and 1/4 of its Navy will also be dispatched to assist Vietnamexico in their war against Little India.

--

[More Tomorrow, sorry]

The HE-1 approached Bylorinil, under the darkness of the night. There were a few clouds in the air, but it did not affect the moonlight, which shown like a beacon through the night. The HE-1 howver, moved stealthily through the air, toward the garden and park districts of the city.

Hey, will you RP the raid, LI?

Forward Operating Base Charlie, Vietnamexico

General Gaznavid marched, tall and proud as ever, into the room. An intelligence officer, in a much less pompous uniform without as much insignia and gold, came up.

"Sir, Shazbotdom has deployed forces in the defense of Little India. Their convoys are currently on the way."

"Send a message back to President Gustavsson, asking for more troops, and tell the navy to shadow the Shazbotdom task force."

Aboard FRBS Proud Mary, a Nimitz class carrier, operating off the coast of Vietnamexico

"Admiral Lorsk, the headquarters of General Gaznavid has asked us to shadow the Shazbotdom task force we've been seeing on our radar screens."

Rear Admiral Ernest Lorsk, who was assigned to help General Gaznavid, did not like taking orders from landlubbers. A career naval flier, he liked the idea of raiding people from the sea. A tall Scandanavian, he held high above his fellow sailors, who stood tall in respect to him. To hear some Army general giving him orders made his blood boil. But, on the other hand, the chance to engage in surface to surface combat with another navy was much to his liking.

"Vector the group immidiately to follow the radar contacts with the Shazbotdom fleet. I want a flight to check how large their fleet is, and what ships are in it, right now."

The Bonstocknian carrier and its six surface escorts quickly turned, and made full speed to the behind of the Shazbotdom fleet. The carrier launched a single F-35 plane to fly recon over the Shazbotbom ships, and report to the Bonstocknians how many there were, and what they were.

The F-35 made quickly to fly right over the Shazbotdom forces.

OOC: Right, before I post anything IC here, I'd like to make a small suggestion, and that is that the initial post of this thread be edited to show who all is supporting Vietnamexico and Little India.

Now I must get to typing up an IC post.

~ Romandeos.

OOC: On it

"Your Majesty, we have received a communique from a Captain of the Shazbotdom fleet. They have agreed to help us against the Vietnamexicans!"
The Lord Chamberlain was a tall man - although not as tall as the High King - and entered the Throne room in such a fluster that he had to be steadies by one of the Black Guards.
"Would you like me to send them a reply, Highness?"

"No, Chamberlain, I will send it myself. In the meantime, I think it would be wise to evacuate the border towns in Protea."

"But, Your Highness, where would they go?"

"I will bring them here if I must, Chamberlain, and they can stay in the State Apartments, but I do not think it is prudent to allow them to stay near the border whilst the threat of a Vietnamexican invasion is present."

"Of course, Highness."

"Notify the Queen of Protea and co-ordinate the evacuation with Protean White Guards. I want this to be as quick and simple as possible, without leaving anybody behind, and without causing mass panic. Tell the people it is only a precautionary measure - they will be frightened, but try to quell any unsettlement."

"Your Majesty's commands will of course be fulfilled.
Oh, and by the way, Highness, the Chancellor is in the foyer."

"Send him in, Chamberlain. Thankyou."

The Chamberlain bowed and exited the room, and the Chancellor entered, with a face like thunder.

"Forgive me, Your Majesty, but what do you mean by this?"
The Chancellor waved a piece of paper wildly.

"I have dissolved the Senate and the Regnants and I are assuming personal control - as I am sure you understand, Chancellor, this is a delicate situation, and we cannot afford for it to be dealt with by squabbling Senators. I will, of course, keep you fully informed."

"Squabbling Senators? I'd be more worried about the Council squabbling than the Senate. The King of Imrathon would have you call on our neighbours to send a nuclear bomb into Vietnamexico. The Queen of Protea would have you give Vietnamexico half of the Northern provinces..."

"That is enough, Chancellor - you will respect the Council's decision, and you will bow to our wishes. Do not think you are so high and mighty to challenge us."
The High King sent the Chancellor from the throne room, and sat on the throne, silently, eyes focused on the doors.

The Sovereign Palace of Ihayel

Official Transmission

FAO: USS Shazbot Captain Jothlo

From: Ithilanor II, High King of Little India

It is with great sadness that I accept and welcome your help. For a great time, there has been stalemate between Little India and Vietnamexico, and I had hoped that it would continue. Unfortunately, open war now looks likely.

I pray that it does not come to that.

I have ordered the evacuation of the border towns in the Kingdom of Protea, and the displaced persons will be given refuge in Bylorinil, capital of Protea; and the government of Protea will be flown out to Ihayel.

Please find enclosed a map of Little India - the green areas are Little Indian territory. The grey demarcations are provincial borders, and the black are international. Vietnamexico lies to the East of Little India proper, and shares a lengthy border with the Kingdom of Protea - in the far east of Little India.

http://img317.imageshack.us/my.php?image=theofficialmapoflittleindia9di.png

Once again, I thankyou for your help.

Ithilanor ER

RP losses

IC:
Secret transmission from the White Tower

TO: The Romandeos

From: HMSIM High King Ithilanor II of Little India

I thank you and your countrymen for your support in this matter - whilst I pray that this does not lead to open war, I may have no choice.

Please find enclosed a map of Little India - Vietnamexico borders Protea.
Should you send your navy to our assistance, it might be wise to send ships to the Bay of Bylorinil - the water body behind the city - and also along the Vietnamexican coast.

Once again, I thankyou for your kind offers of pretection, may this be the beginning of a bright future for Little Indian and Romandean friendship.

Ithilanor ER

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IC:

ENCRYPTED TRANSMISSION TO: HMSIM High King Ithilanor II of Little India

FROM: First Sea Lord Admiral Phillip Millsaps, Romandeosian Royal Navy.

Majesty, I have been instructed by Regent Taunja Lockeheart to send a Task Force to assist you against the Vietnamexicans, through a small show of force if possible, and through the actual use, if that is what the situation requires.

In response to this Order, I am dispatching a small Task Force commanded by Rear-Admiral Megan St. George. This force shall be arriving as soon as possible.

~ Romandeos.

IC:

ENCRYPTED TRANSMISSION TO: HMSIM High King Ithilanor II of Little India

FROM: First Sea Lord Admiral Phillip Millsaps, Romandeosian Royal Navy.

Majesty, I have been instructed by Regent Taunja Lockeheart to send a Task Force to assist you against the Vietnamexicans, through a small show of force if possible, and through the actual use, if that is what the situation requires.

In response to this Order, I am dispatching a small Task Force commanded by Rear-Admiral Megan St. George. This force shall be arriving as soon as possible.

~ Romandeos.

SECRET TRANSMISSION FROM THE WHITE TOWER

TO: First Sea Lord Admiral Millsaps

FROM: HMSIM Ithilanor II, High King of Little India

Lord Millsaps, I appreciate all the support that your country has offered myself and my people - it shall never be forgotten.

As to the matter in hand, I feel that whilst we wish to put down the Vietnamexican insurrection, we should work to minimise casualties - both military and civilian. We do not, after all, wish to bring upon ourselves a cloud of dishonour.

Once again, I thankyou for your help. It is greatly welcomed.

Ithilanor ER

End of transmission

OOC: Everybody, I might be offline for a day or three as I am taking my PC in to the shop to have some work done on it, but I will get back as soon as it is possible for me to do so.

IC:

ENCRYPTED TRANSMISSION TO: HMSIM Ithilanor II, High King of Little India

FROM: First Sea Lord Admiral Phillip Millsaps, Romandeosian Royal Navy

I understand perfectly well your desire to minimize casualties, and I have told her (Admiral St. George) that she is not to take any hostile actions unless she is left with no alternatives, and that she is not to strike Vietnamexico proper without permission from our Central Command Authority in Tasmardonia.

FSL Admiral Millsaps, RRN.

ENCRYPTED TRANSMISSION TO: Leadership of Shazbotdom

FROM: Regent Taunja Lockeheart

It has come to my attention that you have chosen to dispatch military forces in support of the nation of Little India. I have dispatched forces to the area as well, and so it has occurred to me that it might be best if our two units were to be temporarily joined, operating under one command. If you agree to this offer, we must ask for two conditions:

#1: In order to avoid confusion and argument, the higher ranking of the two unit commanders shall be placed in command of all forces, and his counterpart is to serve as his deputy.

#2: If he feels an order given to him is placing his forces in unecessary peril in some way, the lesser of the two unit commanders shall have National Veto, the authority to disregard the order(s) in question to preserve his forces.

Regent Taunja Lockeheart.

~ Romandeos.

Admiral Kenith Hobbes looked at the reports and stroked his mostaushe. Quite interesting, really. Little India and Vietnamexico have had a long history of border disputes with one another and neither seems to be the clear invoker of the feuds. He knew that the Emperor was thinking of sending Hobbes Fleet to aid Vietnamexico, but only with a deep study of the situations first.

To Admiral Hobbes it seemed that Vietnamexico's border patrols were conducting revenge on Little Indian border patrols, who had conducted raids on Vietnamexico because of an unclear border and previous disputes.

The Admiral shook his head and began to write his report.

Emperor Jordan-

The situation in Little India is incredibly volitile. Little India and Vietnamexico most likely have had these border disputes for many years and they're just flaring up again. I wouldn't have any doubt that they're about to go to war. I would not reccomend sending the fleet in order to aid either side. It's bad enough other foreign nations are getting involved and taking sides, as there is no defined instigator and this si something that they ought to leave to diplomats instead of their military. If you do decide to send Hobbes fleet, I will go only in protest.

-Admiral Kenith Hobbes

OOC Reference of Forces:

1st HAVOC Naval Fleet
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 Alerus -- SeaSquid Attack Submarine
USS Hope -- Mercy Hospital Ship
USS Glory -- Mercy Hospital Ship
USS Pride -- Mercy Hospital Ship
USS Red Cross -- Mercy Hospital Ship

Space Navy
MSF Underdo -- Dragon-class Light Assault Frigate
MSF Leader -- Dragon-class Light Assault Frigate

Marine Corps
2nd Marine Armored Company
Weaponry
XR-01 -- 1,500,000
XR-03 -- 750,000
XR-04 -- 750,000
XR-05 -- 750,000

Land Vehicles
T-500 -- 75
WH-01 -- 50
WH-02 -- 50
WH-03 -- 50
WH-04 -- 50
AT-01 -- 50


3rd Marine Armored Company
Weaponry
XR-01 -- 1,500,000
XR-03 -- 750,000
XR-04 -- 750,000
XR-05 -- 750,000

Land Vehicles
T-500 -- 75
WH-01 -- 50
WH-02 -- 50
WH-03 -- 50
WH-04 -- 50
AT-01 -- 50


Marine Black Ops Special Forces
2nd Company, 1st Through 10th Divisions
AR-22 -- 30,000
M-134 -- 7,500


NOTE:
MARINES (Troops with XR-01, XR-03 and XR-04 weapons carry the XR-02 Hangun while troops with the XR-05 carry the XR-06 Shotgun)

SPECOPS (All SpecOps have Phoenix "Desert Fox" Handgun)

The towns and villages within a twenty mile radius of the Vietnamexican border were silent. Barricades were raised at five mile intervals. Not a thing stirred in the twilight.

At Bylorinil, the lights of Shazbot and Romandeos ships could be seen in the bay behind the city. The lights on the bridge were extinguished, and smoke rose eerily from the rooftops.
The White Guard had managed to coordinate the entire evacuation of the border zone without a hitch. Now, the crowded cities near the sea were silent with dread.

The Protean government had been flown to Ihayel, where it met with the Queen.

All the people of Little India could do now, was wait...

Scene: USS Shazbot
Admiral Yackber was becomming impaitent with the Vietnamexican government. This was one of the largest deployments of the Shazbotdom Armed forces in the past 50 years and they were just sitting in the bay. The fleet was at high readiness and ready to deploy aircraft and troops at a moments notice. Yackber walked out of the bridge and into the map room, where several key figures of the fleet were attempting to strategize a plan of attack in case Vietnamexico does not withdraw their declaration of war.

Yackber: "Alright. What is the current situation?"

Commander Nick Henstroth: "Sir. It seems that the Little Indian forces have begun to barricade the boarder. From what i can tell, we are within missile strike distance from the boarder. SpySat 35 has spotted Vietnamexican forces near the boarder but staying in one place. I can only speculate that they are waiting for reinforcments before continuting across the boarder. Might i suggest that we land a contingent of troops, maybe 10 divisions of the Marine Corps, onto the land to help reinforce the blockade."

Yackber: "That is up to the Generals and their supperiors to decide. What i want from you is to notify me the second any of those Vietnamexican forces cross the boarder. If they reach a mile within the boarder, then i am authorizing the launch of cruise missiles at them. And i want you to make sure it's not the slower cruise missiles, that it is the sueprsonic ones. I don't want those fuckers to dodge my attack."

Henstroth: "Understood, sir."

Scene: Below Deck on the USS Wittenburg
3 Star Gen. Creil Andalr and 3 Star Gen. Nigel Glirand were sitting in a small room discussing what would be done. They were on radio conference with the Marine Air Corps wing that was assigned to the fleet. They had drawn up a slight plan when the intercom in the room buzzed loudly.

Andalr: "Yes. What is it?"

Yackber: "I was wondering what you were planning to do. Were just preparing missiles to launch at enemy troops."

Glirand: "We are going to send 20 divisions to fortify positions along the boarder. That should be enough until we can figure out what the hell the enemy is going to do. Although i have recieved authorization to launch an invasion into the heart of Vietnamexico in 48 hours unless if they don't stand down."

Yackber: "I estimated that you would only send 10 divisions, but 20 sounds a hell of a lot better."

The intercom then went blank. The two generals then proceeded to continue their discussion with Air Marshall Ken Shewak.

Gilrand: "Air Company, I want you to prepare as many AC-01's and AC-02's as you need to drop 20 companies of the 2nd Marine Corps into the conflicted zone. The AC-01's should have the T-500's and WH-01's on them ready to be drop deployed. Also, contact the MSF Underdo and the MSF Leader and notify them that we are going in and to prepare to send marines down in drop pods if we need immediate backup."

Air Marshall Ken Shewak: "Got it. I'll send that message out right now."

The generals then said their goodbye's to the Air Marshall and then hung up the phone. They looked at eachother and then at the map on the table.

Near A Little Indian Border Camp

The 15 men walked throught the forest during the black of night, toward a small border garrison. It was late in the night and the majority of the soldiers would be asleep. The men walked silently through the forest quickly approaching the camp. They were to attack the camp, they were to kill the gaurd and then launch three small rockets, filled with gunpowder and other flammable compounds to burn the camp to the ground. They would then hid out in the fores until the helicopters could come and pick them up.

The Sovereign Palace has announced today that the High King is to assume personal rule during the Vietnamexican border crisis.

The writ was issued from the High Council yesterday, dissolving the House and the Senate with immediate effect.

Palace sources say that Chancellor Danfalas dared to challenge the council's decision, and was thrown out of the Throne room.

The High King's decision to assume personal control of the country shows the severity of the current situation - and the significance of the threat posed by Vietnamexico.
Towns and villages within twenty miles of the Vietnamexican border in Protea were evecuated yesterday, and the Protean government was flown out to the Capital.

The High King's actions have, naturally, been praised by some and harshly criticised by others - the Lord Chamberlain of the Sovereign Household, who has sat in on recent Council meetings, says that King Handion of Imrathon called for direct action against the Vietnamexicans.

In the growing uncertainty, all we can do is wait, and pray that this situation does not become open war.

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Rear-Admiral (Upper Half) Megan St. George of the Romandeosian Royal Navy was one incredibly religious person by Romandeosian standards, which were somewhat high, thus it was a shock for the officers aboard the bridge of the HRMS King Mathew Vargus I, the large Nanticoke-Class heavy carrier that served as the flagship of her force, when she was heard to be cursing up a storm after receiving her latest formal orders from the Admiralty.

“Damn it!” she bellowed. “How the Hell am I supposed to protect these people when I’ve limits on where I can strike at if the enemy starts shooting?” She removed her glasses and looked up at the ceiling, as if seeking divine guidance.

“Ma’am,” said Captain Ted Maza, her Deputy “Do you want us to send the transmissions like we planned on the way here?” He was referring to a transmission informing the King in Little India (The High King) how many ships were in the Royal Navy Task Force.

“Yes, Captain Maza,” she said. “Send it now.”

Royal Navy Task Force Eagle

Flag Element

Flagship: HRMS King Mathew Vargus I (Nanticoke-Class CVAN).

Reserve Flagship: HRMS Darryl Dark (Forrest-Class CVN).

Flag Guard: HRMS Antibius (Sea-Class BC).

Heavy Strike Element

HRMS Pelonia (Sea-Class BC).

HRMS Tiretova (Sea-Class BC).

HRMS Sylvantul (Shield Bearer-Class CG).

HRMS Virosius (Shield Bearer-Class CG).

Destroyer Element

HRMS Theodore Stellhorn (Evermore-Class DDN).

HRMS Lawrence Durham (Evermore-Class DDN).

HRMS Hughbert Mauriello (Evermore-Class DDN).

HRMS Darren Fargo-Ellis (Evermore-Class DDN).

HRMS Jonathan Jellico (Evermore-Class DDN).

HRMS Lonnie Rowlands (Evermore-Class DDN).

Re-supply Element

HRMS Neva (Quay-Class amphibious assault and replenishment vessel).

OOC: I have to go now, but I hope to be able to post more after a few days.

Tag

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No fighting had yet taken place, so the Bonstocknian High Command made use of the time. Two reconnaissence satellites are launched from Bonstock, and put into orbits over Little India and Vietnamexico. Using both visual and infrared imaging, the Bonstocknians could now look in on the theater of operations in real time twenty four hours a day.

Three E-8 JSTARS aircraft are deployed from Bonstock to Vietnamexico, and they start to survey ground forces in Little India, especially the nearby province, using electronic sensors. They also intercept radio and telephone conversations in Little India and the Shazbotdom fleet.

Images and sound pour into the Bonstocknian Special Services headquarters, where BSS operators try to make sense of everything. The BSS looks especially for the locations of airfields, factories, bridges, seaports, and troop concentrations in Little India, to provide targets for the Bonstocknian Air Force in the event of war.

Meanwhile, a ring of self-described anti-government exiles from the Vietnamexican civil war take up positions in Little India's capital. Saying that they could command troops that could help overthrow the Vietnamexican government and ensure Little Indian victory in the event of war, they enquire to Little Indian intelligence forces what Little Indian plans were for the war, so that they could help them in the Little Indian war effort should war come...

OOC: Actually there has been plenty of combat, only SOMEONE is ignoring it because they are a n00b

OOC: Actually there has been plenty of combat, only SOMEONE is ignoring it because they are a n00b

bumpsy

OOC: Actually there has been plenty of combat, only SOMEONE is ignoring it because they are a n00b

ooc: Just no like major combat... and none yet involving Bonstocknian forces.

ic:

News headlines in Bonstock began reading "Bonstock Deploys Troops To Vietnamexico." A great show of force has started. Already, over twenty large RO/RO ships, carrying the equipment for the Bonstocknian 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Infantry Divisions is sailing for Vietnamexico, escorted by five carrier battlegroups. Large commercial jetliners were requisitioned to provide transport for the personnel. Newspapers report that an additional fifty to a hundred divisions, with a total of some two million fighting men, could be deployed after about four months to the combat area.

So far only one Bonstocknian division is in the area, engaged in counter-insurgancy warfare in Vietnamexico, but they are being brought up to the front area. However, some concerns are being voiced that the Bonstocknian mechanized infantry divisions deployed would be to heavy for the jungle combat. Yet as a stopgap, the mechanized divisions would have to do.

Meanwhile, the elite Bonstocknian 6th and 9th Airborne Divisions are being sent to the Bonstocknian Pacific island colony, Maropian Coast, to train in its jungles and rice paddies for deployment to Vietnamexico. They will be training there for 4 months before being deployed, and by the time they're ready they will be perfect jungle warfare units.

It appears the Vietnamexican situation has worsened today, as communication between the High King and Vietnamexico finally ceased this morning.

The Little Indian ambassadors in Vietnamexico were all flown home today, and the lines of dialogue are well and truly severed.

Palace sources indicate that the Bonstocknians are setting up troop positions in Vietnamexico. In the Bay of Bylorinil, the fleets of the Romandeos and Shazbotdom wait for a Vietnamexican attack on the border.

To All Nations
From the High King of the Little Indians
On this, the day of St. Stephen

In the eyes of God, I call to all those great and worthy nations with a desire to do good.

Little India and Vietnamexico stand upon the brink of war - which would result in the massacre of millions of innocent Little Indians.

I do not ask for military or financial aid, I only request that you help us to avoid open war - with diplomacy, with anything it takes, at the UN or at NATO, please, We beg of You, deliver us from unnecessary pain and suffering.

Ithilanor II ER

ooc: LI, didn't Vietnamexico launch an air raid against you? And what about my intelligence efforts? Can you label your map with the airfields, air defenses, factories and supply lines my satellites are looking for? And can you provide some detail about border positions that my troops are now looking for?

ic:

Nearly two hundred C-17 cargo jets landed at a requisitioned civilian airfield about 100 kilometers away from the little Indian border. On board was a Bonstocknian Air Force construction squadron got to work setting up maintenance hangers, ordinance and fuel dumps, and barracks. Also along were ground personnel and equipment of the Bonstocknian 24th Fighter Wing, tasked with supporting any possible hostilities against Little India. Flying behind the transports were six B-1 bombers, thirty-six F-22 fighters, eighteen F-35 strike planes, a dozen KC-10 tankers, plus supporting aircraft including three E-3 AWACS planes, three E-8 JSTARS planes, and four EF-111 Raven electronic warfare aircraft. After a day of construction and preparation, Bonstocknian fighters began flying Combat Air Patrol missions above the Vietnamexico-Little India border. There are currently six Bonstocknian fighters in the air over the border at any given time.

Another twenty Bonstocknian cargo jets landed at the airfield, unloading the Bonstocknian 1st Battalion, 1st Brigade, 6th Airborne Division. The airborne battalion had recieved special jungle warfare training, and was quickly trucked out to the border, where it established a base camp about a mile from the frontier. Squads of the Bonstocknian paratroopers began patrolling the borders looking for Little Indian positions.

ooc: LI, didn't Vietnamexico launch an air raid against you? And what about my intelligence efforts? Can you label your map with the airfields, air defenses, factories and supply lines my satellites are looking for? And can you provide some detail about border positions that my troops are now looking for?



As I believe I have already said, Little India is a pacifist country, and as such has none of the aforementioned features to label on a map. There is now utter desolation and desertion within a twenty mile radius of the Vietnamexican border.
Why do you think I'm calling out for international diplomatic aid?
And yes, Vietnamexico has launched an air raid against me - as yet I have had no time to RP the raid: this Christmas has been particularly busy.
As for your intelligence efforts, the only thing there is for you to find out is the decisions of the central government and who is helping me.
If it were to come to war, Little India would be at the mercy not only of Vietnamexico and yourself as well as all the other Vietnamexican supporters.
Oh dear... :(

Secret IC:
A group of 50 AC-01's and 40 AC-02's began their approach to the Little Indian boarder. This flight group was carrying the 1st and 2nd Divisions of the 2nd Company of the Marine Special Forces. They were to be inserted 25 kilometers from the Vietnamexican boarder. Captain Kennedy was in charge of the 1st Division, one of the best groups of fighters within the SpecOps. He was standing near the pilot, looking out the cockpit window. If he read the indicators right, they were roughly 5 minutes outside of the landing spot. The aircraft were below radar to make sure that the Vietnamexican government would know that they were there. Captain Kennedy then turned and got on his headset communicator.

Kennedy: "Alright Men. There are 7500 of us for this mission. Some of our bretherine are being prepared to drop from the MSF Underdo and the MSF Leader. We are to secure a location for the final insertion for the rest of our troops. We will then prepare a forward command post so that we can prepare for the insertion of the regular Marine Corps. Prepare to drop."

With that, the doors on the back of all the aircraft opened up to the view of the land and treeline below. The marines clicked themsleves onto one rope. The end of the rope was then dropped out the back of the AC-01 as the aircraft went into it's hover mode. The AC-02's then passed the AC-01's and began to climb slowly till they got to a point below radar but high enough for the SpecOps to use their parachutes. In one swift motion, the SpecOps troops all slid down the ropes and parachuted down to the ground within 100 meters of eachother. The pilots and SpecOps have trained for this type of insertion for over 2 years and had it down to a T. Captain Kennedy and his team started to sweep over the area to pinpoint the location in which a forward command post could be made. Within a few minutes, Lutenant Nensen (one of Kennedy's Men) had found an abandoned building.

Nensen (Over Radio): "Captain, i found a suitable location for the forward command post."

Kennedy: "Roder that. Location?"

Nensen (Over Radio): "1.2 kilometers north of your position. I'm sending the exact coordinates to your HUD. It will show distance and direction."

Kennedy: "Thanks Nensen. The rest of us will be there shortly."

As I believe I have already said, Little India is a pacifist country, and as such has none of the aforementioned features to label on a map. There is now utter desolation and desertion within a twenty mile radius of the Vietnamexican border.
Why do you think I'm calling out for international diplomatic aid?
And yes, Vietnamexico has launched an air raid against me - as yet I have had no time to RP the raid: this Christmas has been particularly busy.
As for your intelligence efforts, the only thing there is for you to find out is the decisions of the central government and who is helping me.
If it were to come to war, Little India would be at the mercy not only of Vietnamexico and yourself as well as all the other Vietnamexican supporters.
Oh dear... :(

ooc: Actually I was looking not only for military targets, but for civilian industrial capacity as well. Pretty much anything that could be converted to making military stuff, like oil refineries, steel factories, stuff like that. And of course airports and seaports. If we knock those out, no allies can really help you...

Just a point of advice... though sometimes those that are physically weak but are strong in resolve end up victorious, no defeatist has ever won a war.

ic:

Port Yuko, Bonstock

Lord Harald looked at the invasion maps, and turned to a screen where General Gaznivad looked from. "Are all the invasion plans ready, General?"

"Yes, my lord. Our armies are currently ready to strike."

"Excellent," Harald said. He turned to a man beside him in a business suit. "Mr. Smith, are the 'reconstruction' plans ready?"

"Flawless and ready, sir. As soon as our troops conquer Little India, we'll reconstruct their industry into the largest IT and call-center office park in the world. Then we'll outsource the Bonstocknian proletariat's jobs there, taking advantage of cheap Little Indian labor. Our profits and our stock prices will soar!"

Lord Harald chuckled. "They don't call this country Bon-stock for nothing!" Lord Harald looked at his map, and began gently stroking the country labeled 'Little India.'

And of course airports and seaports. If we knock those out, no allies can really help you...

OOC: Not so! It just makes thigns more difficult, that's all.

By the way, I'm back, in case you had not already noticed. :p I shall post some IC material here soon.

~ Romandeos.

Present: The Sovereign, HMSIM Ithilanor II
HM The Queen of Veruna
HM The King of Imrathon
HM The King of Parrlay
HM The King of Eleni
HM The King of Tulpas
HM The King of Frida
HM The Queen of Protea
HRH The Crown Princess Donna
TRH The Princes Caunidhrenen and Landathradon
HE Chancellor Aníron Danfalas
HE Cardinal Hardína
The Rt Hon Prime Minister of Protea

Sov: I, Ithilanor, Second of that Illustrious Name, call this meeting into session.
I think that it is now inevitable that the Vietnamexicans - aided by the Bonstocknians; the Blood Moon Goblins; and Zanasa - will declare war. It is with great sadness and regret that we will have to accept these circumstances.

QPro: What will we do? Surrender?

KImr: NEVER!

CDan: Surrender is not an option. We can not allow ourselves to be trampled on by the Vietnamexicans.

KEle: And the Bonstocknians, the Zanasians and the Blood Moon Goblins. We haven't got a chance.

CHar: All we can do is pray. I suggest a mass at the basilica?

Sov: I do not think that will help, Cardinal. We cannot surrender, but cannot repel them.

QVer: Is that not why the fleets of Shazbotdom and the Romandeos lie in Bylorinil Bay? Why are they there if we do not intend to use them?

Sov: They are not pawns, Marcauniel. They have agreed to help us, but are co-ordinating their own attacks and defences. It is not our place to tell them what to do.

CDan: The Senate would have to authorise any attacks, Highness, you are aware of that?

Sov: The Senate has been dissolved, Chancellor, and remains so until this crisis is over - until then, I alone have to give authorisation.

CDan: Even so, we should be consulted. We are the elected officials of Little India. We cannot allow this situation to give rise to autocracy.

Sov: Have faith, Chancellor - it will not come to that.

KTul: Are we in constant contact with the Commanders of our allies?

Sov: Yes. I received communication from them just this morning.

PMPro: What about Vietnamexico? Are we still in contact with them?

CDan: Of course not! They have severed all lines of communiation with us.

Sov: I was forced to bring the Ambassadors back here - it was no longer safe for them in Vietnamexico.

ENTRANCE OF BLACK GUARD LIEUTENANT

LIEUTENANT: Your Majesty, the Prime Minister of Tibet-In-Exile is on the line for you.

Sov: We will resume later. In the meantime, Prime Minister, I want you to supervise the evacuation of as many of your people as possible from Protea. Move them anywhere, just get them away from the border. The more people you can get to leave Bylorinil the better.

EXIT OF HMSIM ITHILANOR II

END OF SESSION

SCENE: Base Camp
The Marines finished up setting their forward base camp. It was mostly a few tents. This was to make sure that enemy positions couldn't see them from a distance and satelites couldn't see them from orbit. Captain Kennedy looked over the camp and then radioed to the ships at sea. He notified them of the location of the base. Suddenly there was fire in the sky as the drop pods came down from orbit. They were set to land 2 kilometers west of the camp but it looked like they were slightly off.

SCENE: Drop Pod Alpha Five
Private Nikolai Valcio looked at the indicator in front of him. Noticing that he would land a few hundred meters from his designated location, he activated a warning system to the rest of the drop pods, letting them know of the errors in the drop pod coordination computers. He then braced himself as the pod's parachute deployed, slowing the pod down till it could crash into the earth at a speed in which it wouldn't hurt the Marine.

SCENE: Drop Pod Landing Site
The marines stepped out of their drop pods and looked at eachother. This wasn't the landing site they wanted to be at, but it would do. They all packed up their belongings out of their drop pods and began a trek toward the base camp, but they were unsure of what awaited them after they got there.

And now, an urgent message from the Prime Minister...

To all the people in Protea, anywhere, orders have been issued from Ihayel for as many of you to leave Protea as soon as possible. If you have friends or relatives in Parrlay, or in any other of the Kingdoms, you are strongly urged to make arrangements to go to them as soon as possible. With the inevitability of a declaration of war and a Vietnamexican strike on the border, it is imperative that as many of you are safe as can be safe.

For those of you who have relatives only in Protea, the White Guard are co-ordinating with local government to find you places to stay in Parrlay.

I cannot stress the severity of the situation. Your safety depends upon your departure from Protea.

Until such time as this situation can be rectified, all we can do is prepare for what lies ahead.

God save the Queen
Glory to Ithilanor
Peace to All

That was the Prime Minister with an ugent message to all Proteans.

Leave immediately. If you have any problems, please contact the Office of the White Guards in the Royal City of Bylorinil.

Ihayel has promised to keep us informed about the Vietnamexican threat - we will issue regular news updates.

"Your Highness, forgive me for being so bold, but your Excellency must rest. Your Majesty's head has not touched the pillow for days."

"Chamberlain, I would sleep if I could. But quite frankly, the current situation is more important than stealing forty winks, don't you think?"

"But, Your Highness, you simply pace the floor, and are not acting..."

The High King strode over to the Chamberlain.
"Don't dare speak to me like that, Chamberlain. I may be pacing, but I do not do so idly. I am trying to come up with a solution to the problem."

"Of course, Highness. Forgive me, Highness."

The Queen of Veruna entered the Throne Room. A President in all but name, the Queen was in her second - and final - four year term in office. The first elected Head of State of Veruna to have come from the deposed House of Massif, the Queen raised eyebrows when she was elected - many councillors felt it was unwise to have a Queen from the deposed Royal Dynasty.
"My Lord, if I may be so bold as to interject my opinion..."

"Leave us Chamberlain."
The High King sat on the small chair in the Throne room designated for the King of Eleni, and beckoned the Queen to sit.

"Could we offer the Vietnamexicans something? Anything?"

"Such as what. Marcauniel?"

"I don't know..."

"Well what? No import tax? Right of Passage? Permission to manufacture in Little India?"

"How about a thirty mile wide strip of Protea?"

"I thought you said you didn't know what to offer them."

"I was, of course, being modest."

The Queen of Veruna, being a politician, was the only of the Regnants of Little India whose decisions the High King was relatively confident about. After all, she had had to build herself from an ordinary citizen - albeit of a formerly powerful family - to being Queen.
However, the High King also felt that she was the Regnant He could trust the least - after all, any decision she made could potentially be only for the good of her own career.

"They would never accept. And more to the point, the council would never agree to it.
And we can't just sign over a thirty mile wide strip of Protea."

"Why ever not? The land isn't good for anything, the people live in relative poverty..."

"Even so, we couldn't hand over land within thirty miles of the border, as the border itself is unclear. Or did you forget that?"

"It was merely a suggestion, My Lord. I shall...leave you to ponder it awhile."

As she left, a thought sparked in the High King's mind. Perhaps she was right. The land was worthless, and the people would benefit from being moved...

"No," he thought. "Inconceivable. Impossible. Never."

He carried on pacing.

Headquarters, Military Assistance Command Vietnamexico
0100 Hours

General Gaznivad stood in the back of a dimly lit room, where in front was a giant television monitor with a giant map of the Vietnamexico/Little Indian theater of operations. Three rows of tables were in the middle, all of them with men sitting down staring at laptop computers.

"General," said a small man in a battle dress uniform as he sat above a computer console, looking at the feed from real-time infrared satellite imagery. "I think we've got something here." Shazbotdom obviously underestimated Bonstocknian satellite imagery capabilities.

General Gaznivad took a sip from his canteen, and walked over pompously, his golden and silver medals reflecting the glow of the monitors. "What is it, Lieutenant?" he asked.

"Satellites are picking up a small military base at this location. We know it is hostile, but it doesn't appear to be Little Indian."

Suddenly another soldier looking at his computer was startled. "Whao!" he exclaimed.

General Gaznivad came over quickly. "Yes?"

"Take a look at this, sir," the man said, pointing to a small object. "It just fell out of the sky. It doesn't look like an airplane."

General Gaznavad looked closer, seeing tiny people getting out. "An orbital drop pod." He turned to another soldier. "Colonel, send an immediate transmission to the President asking him for permission to engage enemy targets. Send a communication to the 24th Fighter Wing and tell them to strike that camp as soon as permission is granted."

"Yes, sir."

Presidential Command Center, Port Yuko, Bonstock

Lord Harald sat in the meeting room as he was briefed on the situation by a staff officer. "Sir," the staff officer said, "Satellite reconnaissence has determined that Shazbotdom forces assisting Little India have landed troops from space and set up a base camp. Our commanders in the area are asking for permission to launch an airstrike against enemy forces."

"I don't want them to be able to strike back though. Tell General Gaznivad he can have permission for the airstrike, and for our troops to infultrate the enemy perimeter. Meanwhile, I want our interceptors to knock out enemy recon and landing satellites using ASAT missiles."

The staff officer nodded.

Forward Operating Airfield "Charlie," 100 km from the Little Indian border in Vietnamexico

Pilots were quickly briefed for their missions. Within a few minutes, four F-35s and four F-22s were loaded. At 0300 hours, they took off.

The F-35s flew low to the ground, to avoid enemy radar detection. They made their way for the Shazbotdom base camp, where each was to drop two 2,000 pound JDAM bombs.

The F-22s flew straight up, up to nearly 70,000 feet above the ground. Once there, they each released an ASAT missile, each targetting low orbiting Shazbotdom recon satellites. Then they returned to base.

In addition, in Bonstock, ground based lasers capable of blinding recon satellites were aimed at Shazbotdom military satellites. Lacking any Little Indian military satellite to shoot at, the battery of six lasers targeted Little Indian commercial communications satellites.

E-8 JSTARS aircraft filtered through Little Indian communications, trying to find Little India's top government headquarters. HUMINT gathered by Bonstocknian agents had revealed that all of Little India's regional leaders were gathered in one place. If they could be eliminated, the war would be quite short.

Bonstocknian naval and land based SAMs and AAA stood ready for any retaliation.

OOC:
Will post IC tomarrow

E-8 JSTARS aircraft filtered through Little Indian communications, trying to find Little India's top government headquarters. HUMINT gathered by Bonstocknian agents had revealed that all of Little India's regional leaders were gathered in one place. If they could be eliminated, the war would be quite short.



OOC: All the Kings and Queens of Little India are located in the Sovereign Palace of Ihayel, which is at the centre of the national capital.

Sadly, you can't get to them, as Ihayel is over eleven hours flight from the Vietnamexican border straight flight.

IC: The High King was looking at a holographic projection of the Protean Prime Minister in the Throne Room of the Sovereign Palace. The High Council of Regnants sat in session and watched as the Prime Minister spoke to the High King.
"The message has been distributed. The White Guard are co-ordinating the evacuation now, Highness."

"Very good, Prime Minister."
The hologram flickered. Static could be heard in the background, and the image disappeared.
"Prime Minister? What on earth is happening?"

The General of the Black Guard stepped forward.
"With your permission, Highness..."

"Go ahead, General."

"About twenty minutes ago, Bonstocknian lasers were fired at Shazbotdom military satellites in orbit above Vietnamexico. The only conclusion I can come to is that our own communication satellites were also targeted."

"Very well. We cannot allow this stalemate to continue. I am sad that it has come to this."

"Come to what, Highness?"

"Councillors, Regnants of Little India. I feel it is time to put an end to this nonsense."

SECRET TRANSMISSION TO THE COMMANDERS OF SHAZBOTDOM AND THE ROMANDEOS

Commanders.
It has come to my attention that the Bonstocknians have launched laser attacks against your own military satellites.
Attacks have also been launched against our own communication satellites. As such, this may well be our last correspondence - it will be difficult to transport letters to and from Ihayel.

You have the authorisation of the High Council of Regnants of Little India to execute an attack against Vietnamexico. You may land troops in Protea and co-ordinate your strategies from there.

However, please do not act until my final word - there is a chance we may be able to talk round Vietnamexico's allies, particularly the Bonstocknians. Whilst I understand that words and diplomacy are no more use in this battle, we may be able to come to some sort of agreement with them in exchange for their withdrawl.

Until I give the word, hold your positions.

God save you all.

Ithilanor ER

[END OF TRNASMISSION]

Using a backup transmission generator, the High King called for a holograph meeting with the President of Bonstock. Hopefully, he could put an end to their involvement if he realised the risks.

"Lord Harald. We, the Regnants of Little India come before you in peace.
We wish to negotiate your withdrawl from this dispute. It is between Little India and Vietnamexico alone. If you agree to withdraw, we will send our assistants home, so that Vietnamexico and Little India can come to an amicable and diplomatic agreement..."

Presidential Command Center

"Lord Harald," Colonel Lin said as Harald was walking back to his office, "a transmission is being sent from Little India."

"Let me see it." Harald walked over to his command room, where he looked at his giant TV screen as the message came on.

After watching the message, he turned to Colonel Lin.

"Colonel, set up a direct line between Little India and ourselves, and call off the airstrikes. Our attacks on their satellites may have been enough of a demonstration for now."

"Yes."

Forward Operating Airfield Charlie

"Agate and Binky flights, return to base."

"Base, this is Agate one. We're currently inbound to the target area. Please repeat."

"Agate one this is base. Repeat. Return to base. Over."

"We ain't even dropped no bombs yet!"

"Your mission has been called off. Return to base."

"Roger."

Bonstocknian lasers ceased firing, in hopes that perhaps a diplomatic solution may yet be found.

Presidential Command Center

Lord Harald got behind a camera, with orders that his message be sent directly to Little India. "The Federal Republic of Bonstock has interests in standing beside its ally Vietnamexico here, however if certain terms are met we will end our involvement. We would like first and foremost to open Little Indian markets to Bonstocknian investment, and of course likewise. Second, your nation and Vietnamexico must agree to come to talks mediated by Bonstock and Shazbotdom, along with other powers, to set up a demarcation line along the border to prevent further incidents. The demarcation line will be manned jointly by Bonstocknian and Shazbotdom forces, along with other allies, again to prevent incidents. That is our solution to the problem.

"However, if all the allies of Little India agree unilaterally or through your descision to withdraw, then Bonstock will also withdraw."

The message was beamed directly to Little India's capital. Meanwhile, Bonstocknian electronic surveillance aircraft and satellites triangulated the position from where Little India sent the hologram message, in case hostilities did continue.

...by an eager Council.

The High King sent an immediate reply.

"If these are the terms set by Bonstock and Vietnamexico, then, in the interests of preserving peace in Little India and settling long-standing disputes with Vietnamexico, we, the Regnants of the Little Indian people, do hereby accept the terms, whole-heartedly and unconditionally.

"If there is a way to solve this diplomatically, we embrace it.

"Our most humble thanks are sent to Your Excellency.

"God Bless You.

Presidential Command Center

"Harald," Colonel Lin said as she burst into the room, "The Little Indian government has agreed to the terms."

"Perfect. Now we only need the cooperation of Shazbotdom and the others supporting Little India."

A message was soon sent to Shazbotdom.

Sirs,

The Bonstocknian government regrets that certain radical elements of our armed forces inadvertantly launched a preemptive strike against your forces' reconnaissence satellites. We will see to it that those elements are accordingly punished, and our government is willing to pay up to one-hundred million US dollars to cover any damages.

In exchange, we would like your troops to back out of the current conflict between Vietnamexico and Little India. Our troops will do the same. We would like your government, along with ours, to help mediate the current conflict. If our efforts are united on this matter, perhaps war can be averted.

With all due regards,

Harald, son of Gustav, lord of all Bonstocknians
President of the Federal Republic of Bonstock

Bonstocknian television announced that further troop deployments to Vietnamexico were for the current time cancelled.

OOC: Romandeos has no recon satellites.

IC:

Honorable President,

It gives us great pleasure to see that you are willing to negotiate with diplomats instead of using soldiers. We would be more than happy to negotiate with you about this conflict in order to prevent needless bloodshed.

I have consulted my High Command, and based on their advice, my forces shall not move immediately, but rather will wait until it is clear your forces are preparing to pull out and leave the conflict. If they do, our ships will withdraw as well.

OOC: I apologize for the poor quality, but I am somewhat rushed just at the moment.

...the High King sat on the Throne.

It was possible that he had averted war - or rather, massacre.

"This is insane! We have never caved to demands like these before, and this is not the time to start."
The King of Imrathon was known for his uncompromising attitude, and his willingness to go to war with anything that drew breath.

"War is not an option, and the terms are not demands. It was us that initiated negotiations with the Bonstocknians, us that wanted to end this diplomatically. The Bonstocknians were merely willing to aid us in the prevention of what would, ultimately, have been the massacre of the Little Indian people and the domination of Little Indian territory. The Romandeos and the Shazbots can, given time, return home, knowing that the conflict is over, and that they helped to prevent the Little Indian apocolypse.
Do not be so hasty when deciding to go to war with an alliance of two major world powers."
The High King's speech was revered by the Regnants, all except the King of Imrathon.

"But we have to open up our markets to their investments! They wish to dominate us through trade!"

"You are not thinking rationally, Handion. Either forget this nonsense about mercantile domination or leave this meeting. Such thoughts are not welcome at this time."

The King of Imrathon shrunk into his chair, his face dropped.

OOC:
Losses
3 Spy Satelites -- Destroyed
1 Space Vessel -- Damaged


IC:
***OFFICIAL GOVERNMENTAL MESSAGE***
To: Government of Little India
From: Galen Q. Leotardia

We will not commence any military exercizes until we are positively sure about what we want to do. We will hold position at our current location until a time in which we feel it is time to leave the area. We have dropped our aleart condition to a lower level but will still defend our position from any attacks.



***OFFICIAL GOVERNMENTAL MESSAGE***
To: Government of Bonstock
From: Galen Q. Leotardia

Although we do not like the fact that our satelites were destroyed and the MSF Was damaged, we will accept this. But we do want the people responsible for the destruction of our satelites and the damage to our space vessel be transported to the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom to be tried for war crimes. No official declaration of war existed between either of our nations so what the military official did to our property was illegal. If this is not acceptable then we wish to be a part of the trial proceedings in your nation.

A message was quickly relayed back to Shazbotdom.

The Bonstocknian military will conduct investigations alone and as it sees fit. However, we will pay extra compensation of up to 50 million USD, plus the 100 million USD already promised, plus a record of the trial proceedings for your later use.

We politely ask that none of these events be made publicly known.

With all due respect,

Harald, son of Gustav, lord of all Bonstocknians

***OFFICIAL GOVERNMENTAL MESSAGE***
To: Government of Bonstock
From: Galen Q. Leotardia

We are weary about not being involved in the trial process. Would it be acceptable if we transport a member of our diplomatic team to oversee and jot down information on what goes on in the trial process? We like to see what happens in trials first hand and not rely on information from others. We will not try to take over the trial process, we can assure you of that, and we will not release any of the information that we write down from the tiral to the public in any nation associated with the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom. This includes our Colonial Nations and our Allies. You have my word on this part. And we will accept the monies offered to us by your nation, and will not accept any more. We are not wanting to ruin youreconomy at all.

OOC: Sorry for not being on for so long, I was in the hospital for the past week with my mother, and I just got back two days ago. So what all happened.

ooc: After a Bonstocknian anti-satellite strike, Little India agreed to diplomatic talks. As the agreement stands now, Shazbotdom and Bonstock will establish a demarcation line along the border, manning that line to prevent further border incidents. So... pretty much a diplomatic solution, if you agree to it.

ic: A message was sent back:

Although we would allow you to participate in the trial hearings, unfortunately said hearings have already taken place and finished. Bonstocknian court-martials are famously quick. However, to report, two Bonstocknian officers, Captain Frank Beck and Lieutenant Robert Sanders, were convicted of misconduct and violation of rules of engagement. Both have been given a formal repremand for their actions.

Anyway, should Vietnamexico cooperate with the peace terms, as independant parties we should draw a formal demarcation line along the Vietnamexico-Little Indian frontier. Your forces and ours would maintain this frontier until Vietnamexican and Little Indian troops are ready to take over their respective border positions without launching incidents.

Meanwhile, dozens of Bonstocknian investors get together to launch Bonstocknian-run enterprises in Little India. Two Bonstocknian-run resort hotels are set up along Little Indian beaches, and Bonstocknian investors buy out a few cotton, sugar, and tea plantations in Little India. In both cases, Little Indian workers are employed (and paid well by local standards, though still significantly less then Bonstocknians), and Bonstocknians pay local property taxes. Yet all the profits flow back to Bonstocknian investors. The Bonstocknian Department of Foreign Affairs gives the green light for more investment, and Bonstocknian investors start buying factories, offices, plantations, and hotels in Little India.

OOC: I will not recognize any of the posts made by Little India nor will I recognize the line of demarcation until Little India posts losses from my two attacks that I have done. He is being quite immature to refuse to RP losses

OOC: I will not recognize any of the posts made by Little India nor will I recognize the line of demarcation until Little India posts losses from my two attacks that I have done. He is being quite immature to refuse to RP losses

OOC:
I beg your pardon?
Do please excuse my bewilderment at the above comments: I am quite taken aback.

OOC: I will not recognise any of the posts made by Little India...

Excuse me? Why on Earth not? I see no reason for any of my posts to be disregarded, nor do I see how you have the right to "refuse to recognise" them. As none of the posts refer to Vietnamexico, her leadership or her allies in a context not related to the subject of the RP, your refusal is, in my opinion, unjustified. None of the posts are in any way defamatory to Vietnamexico, or any of her allies, or at least not intentionally so.
I see no reason why any of my posts should be unacceptable to you: all consist of imagined legislature sessions, private meetings, news broadcasts or international communications - all are well detailed, and considerably important to the progression of the story: without them, many of the other posts would make little sense.

...until Little India posts losses from my two attacks that I have done.

As far as I am aware, only one attack has been launched against Little India by Vietnamexico, namely the attack of your initial post.
Please forgive me if I happen to be incorrect about this matter, but I do not remember another actual attack being RP'd by yourself other than the proposed - but never RP'd - night air strike on The Royal City of Bylorinil and the mentioned - but never fully executed - attack on a border post.

...He is being quite immature to refuse to RP losses

To make one thing perfectly clear, I have not refused to RP losses at all: no such data was ever requested of me from any poster in the RP at any time. I admit to being unaware of this being a necessary formality of an RP.
For the above reasons, I feel that the above recrimination against myself on your part is not only unjustified but extremely unfair.
I am of the opinion that such statistics would be quite invaluable to the continuation of the RP or the progression of the story: is it necessary for me to tell you what you already know, that is that shots were fired but no-one was hurt? Forgive me, but that seems like an unprecedented waste of my somewhat limited time.

Quite frankly, I find it difficult to understand the ill-feelings directed towards me in the above post. I feel shocked and upset - after my considerable efforts to participate actively in this RP - to be on the receiving end of such negative - and in my honest opinion, unjustified - thoughts from you, Vietnamexico.

I have received no other complaints from any other posters - public or otherwise - regarding my actions in this RP.

In conclusion, I find the insubstantiated claims of my refusal to RP losses and accuastions of immaturity quite offensive, and, as such, do not wish or intend to further participate in this RP.

Clearly, my direction of the story is unsatisfactory to yourself - all I can say is this: you cannot control what people post in an RP, and can never control the way it turns out.
Although, I must make the observation that you yourself have only posted fifteen replies on this thread - three of which are Bumps; three of which are defamatory in some way (although two of these are the same); and only four of your fifteen posts have actually been of any value to the RP. Whilst I do not wish to judge, perhaps you should increase the frequency and value your own participation before you criticise the contributions of other members.

However, in order to avoid this happening a second time, in the future I will refrain from participating in any RP in which you, Vietnamexico, are an active member.

I hope I have made my feelings towards your harsh comments perfectly clear.

Hey, will you RP the raid, LI?

LI, it is generally accepted practice on NationStates that when one nation launches an attack against another nation, the attacked country has the privilege/responsibility of RPing the losses and damages suffered as a result of the attack.

Earlier in this thread, Vietnamexico launched a bombing raid against a large city in Little India. The above quote is of a post in which he asked you to RP the losses incurred as a result of that attack, which to my own knowledge, has been left undone, a violation of roleplaying etiquette.

P.S. I believe the attacked city was Bylorinil, and that the attack was directed at areas like parks, garden areas, etc...

~ Romandeos.

The HE-1 approached Bylorinil, under the darkness of the night. There were a few clouds in the air, but it did not affect the moonlight, which shown like a beacon through the night. The HE-1 howver, moved stealthily through the air, toward the garden and park districts of the city.

ooc: LI, perhaps he assumed you would try to knock the bomber out of the sky before he actually RPed dropping the bombs. If VM wants, at this point he can call off the raid and go back to negotiations, but the event has actually taken place.

If, LI, you really don't have anything to try to shoot the bomber down with, then...

ic:

Two shady looking Russian guys show up at the Little Indian government center. "Comrades," one of them says in a thick accent to the Little Indian government employees, "From our comrades at ArmsDiscounters Bonstock, inc., we have in two shipping crates outside two dissassembled MiG-29 jets with a full loadout of Sidewinder air-to-air missiles... they can be yours for 50 million dollars cash and forty crates of vodka!"

***OFFICIAL IMPERIAL PROCLIMATION***

To: All Involved
From: Emperor Galen Q. Leotardia

After a long and tiring meeting with all of my advisors, i have come to the conclusion to pull the troops out of this theater of operation. There are several reasons behind this and I wish not to touch on all of these reasons. The main reason though is that with hostilities in this area, and the apparent lack of thinking between both of the main nations involved in this conflict, we do not wish for any more of the Shazbotdom Marine Corps to be harmed and/or killed. Although we will be dispatching a few more spy satelites into and keeping our space ship in the area to watch and see if the conflict escilates or diminishes. If it seems that our assistance is needed, we will dispatch troops to the region via our orbital drop-pods from the space ship.

Note that if ANY weaponry is fired upon our satelites or space craft after we withdraw all troops from the area, we will consider it a full declaration of war upon the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom and the attack will be met with the full retaliation of the Shazbotdom Armed Forces.

OOC: I am done with this RP until LI RPs losses by my two attacks

OOC: I am done with this RP until LI RPs losses by my two attacks

ooc: VM, in your post which I quoted on the last page, you said your bomber was just flying over LI's territory. You didn't mention that it dropped its bombs. Just say something like this:

"The HE-1 dropped its payload of bombs on Bylorinil, having encountered no opposition. It then turned for home."

LI's already said he has no way to counter the bombers as his nation is pacifist and has no military (honestly, LI, no real nation survives without a military, but do as you please). So now that you actually say you've dropped the bombs, LI must take losses.

Be very specific what the target is, be it some command post or military installation or whatever.

Or you could jump on the peace-nik bandwagon and withdraw your bomber and pretend this never happened, but war is more fun I guess...

OOC: Alright, I will RP dropping the bombs. LI bear in mind that these are napalm bombs, so they will be highly destructive

IC: There was no resistance whatsoever from the Little Indian ground forces, and the pilot was wondering whether or not the people were even down there, the bombing raid seemed like it was going to go perfectly as planned, and that he would be home by morning. He signaled to the bomber to drop the payload, as they were over the park district of the city. As the bomb fell onto the city, the pilot felt a wave of regret, knowing that the napalm would scar the beautiful city forever.

OOC:
Will post more later...


IC:
With a renewed threat from Vietnamexico, Shazbotdom Conventional and Strategic forces are put on high aleart.

Secret IC:
Shazbotdom Marines were walking to board the Pelican Aircraft when they heard the explosions off in the distance. They immeditally drew their weapons and crouched down toward the ground. Radio transmissions could be picked up from the other Marine groups in the area, it was slightly garbled but they could understand most of it.

Marine: "Explosions rocked a city to the east of us. Reports are that Vietnamexican jets were to blame."

The marines then used hand signals to order the Pelican Aircraft to take off from the area, which they did. After several minutes, they recieved a radio transmission from the ship in orbit ordering them. All the marines listen in to the transmission in silence.

MSF Dignity: "This is the Dignity. Shazbotdom Marine Command has ordered a full aleart status to all troops in the vacinity of the Vietnammexican/Little Indian boarder. Entrench yourself and wait for further orders from High Command. If any enemy troops approach your position, you are authorized to stop them but not kill them. If they fire upon your position, you are authorized to open fire at will with little reguard for the sanctity of the attacking personel's lives."


OFFICIAL IMPERIAL PROCLIMATION

It has come to the attention of the pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom that attacks have been made against Little India after a cease fire was begun between two of the nations involved. Shazbotdom was in the process of recalling our troops when the initial attack occured and we have thus recinded the order to recall our troops. it is with deepest sympethies that we must also put our strategic weaponry on DefCon 2. 5 Non-Nuclear InterContinentile Ballistic Missiles have been aimed at military instalations within the Nation of Vietnamexico. If any more attacks are to be made by Vietnamexico we will retaliate. This is the first and only warning that Vietnamexico will recieve.

OOC: If Little India has not responded on this thread to my attacks in 24 hours, I will formally annex Protea into the Kingdom. He has been notified

OOC: If Little India has not responded on this thread to my attacks in 24 hours, I will formally annex Protea into the Kingdom. He has been notified

OOC: In order to prevent this from being blown out of all proportions, someone must do the noble thing. I am so glad it was me...

IC: The bomber had dropped a destructive payload, but, luckily, very few people were injured. The bombs were dropped over the Blat Sam Liw, the park that formed the major axes of the city. There was major damage to the park itself, but little damage to anything else.

The palace of Sam Liw, the residence of the Heir Apparent to the Protean Crown, had it's eastern wing largely destroyed, and 18 members of the household staff were killed.

It took twelve hours to put out the fires that ravaged the park, and the firefighters that extinguished the blaze have all been awarded the Order of Protea for their efforts.

OOC: And now, for that which has caused so much trouble...

Losses:

18 civilians
4 White Guards
6,000 trees (est)
20,000 flowers (est)
8,000 acres of parkland (est)
the East Wing of the Palace of Sam Liw

Now that I have posted the losses - from an air raid that only recently took place - Protea will NOT be annexed into Vietnamexico, and neither will any other part of Little Indian territory.

I formally declare this RP - or at least my participation and endorsement of any posts, happenings or decisions herein (except my own) - well and truly OVER.
Anything further posted will have no effect on Little India (except that posted by myself).
Argue it out as you please - I will have no more part in it.

OOC: If Little India has not responded on this thread to my attacks in 24 hours, I will formally annex Protea into the Kingdom. He has been notified

The above post was made at 11:39 pm on February 19th 2006 (GMT).

Vietnamexico - as I have posted losses, you are not entitled to "formally annex" Protea, and neither do you have the right to alter the entry for Little India on NSWiki in such a way that declares yourself as owner of Protea, as you did at 7:15 pm on February 20th 2006 (GMT).

Even if you were able to annex Protea under the terms you presented to myself yesterday, you would not be able to do so until 11:39 pm (GMT) today, which is not for another four hours.

1. You can no longer annex Protea as the terms have been met
2. Never violate your own terms - it's SO unprofessional.

ACTING UPON THE REQUEST OF THE HIGH KINGDOM AND DIVINE LAND OF LITTLE INDIA

Having reviewed the posts since the out-of-character conflict between the two parties, Little India and Vietnamexico, began on the first day of 2006, at 10:52pm (GMT), I have concluded the following:

OOC: I will not recognize any of the posts made by Little India nor will I recognize the line of demarcation until Little India posts losses from my two attacks that I have done. He is being quite immature to refuse to RP losses

As far as I can tell, there was no need for this to be posted, and no justification for it's content. Vietnamexico, had you given justification and some reasoning for your refusal to recognise any of Little India's posts, then perhaps this might not have gotten so far?

Also, only one attack was actually made, and only recently so - the air raid on the Royal City of Bylorinil. There was speculation on Vietnamexico's part of an attack on a border post, but this was never actually carried out.
Vietnamexico: you never actually asked specifically for Little India to post losses from the air raid, and even if you had, you never actually carried out a full attack, only the beginning of one. Because you never dropped the payload, Little India couldn't really post any losses.

This is the post Vietnamexico made on December 16th, 2005, at 2:50am (GMT):

The HE-1 approached Bylorinil, under the darkness of the night. There were a few clouds in the air, but it did not affect the moonlight, which shown like a beacon through the night. The HE-1 howver, moved stealthily through the air, toward the garden and park districts of the city.

No further posts were made relating to this attack by Vietnamexico, until the top post was made.

The actual attack on Little India was not made until January 10th, 2006, when Vietnamexico bowed to pressure from Bonstock, and made the following post:

OOC: Alright, I will RP dropping the bombs. LI bear in mind that these are napalm bombs, so they will be highly destructive

IC: There was no resistance whatsoever from the Little Indian ground forces, and the pilot was wondering whether or not the people were even down there, the bombing raid seemed like it was going to go perfectly as planned, and that he would be home by morning. He signaled to the bomber to drop the payload, as they were over the park district of the city. As the bomb fell onto the city, the pilot felt a wave of regret, knowing that the napalm would scar the beautiful city forever.

Unfortunately, this post came after Little India had already declared his participation on the thread over:

--snip--

(I won't post all of it, it's a bit long!)

Little India: this post was quite scathing, and perhaps a little offensive. It does, however, express your participation in the RP over.

It is generally accepted that you RP losses after an attack, though. I understand that Vietnamexico didn't actually make an attack until after your participation was ended, but bear it in mind for your next RP.

Finally, on January 19th, 2006, at 11:39pm (GMT) Vietnamexico posted the following:

OOC: If Little India has not responded on this thread to my attacks in 24 hours, I will formally annex Protea into the Kingdom. He has been notified

You stated that Little India had 24 hours to post losses, giving him until 11:39pm (GMT) on January 20th, 2006, to post the losses.
Losses were posted at 12:57pm (GMT) on January 20th 2006, thus fulfilling Vietnamexico's terms.
However, it is to be noted that Vietnamexico never actually notified Little India directly of this ultimatum, but by the regional homepage of New Italy.

He posted the following:

hey, Little India, are you ever going to RP the losses from my air raid on your city. If you don't continue the RP I will declare myself the victor and take Protea into my realm

At 7:10pm (GMT) on January 20th 2006, Vietnamexico made alterations to Little India's homepage on NSWiki, to the effect that he was the owner of the province of Protea. Not only was this over four hours before the stated deadline for Little India to post losses, the terms had been fulfilled and losses had been posted, and so Vietnamexico had no right to make the changes to the effect that Protea was his own.

Further, when Little India sent Vietnamexico a telegram on NationStates informing him of the fulfillment of the terms, and the illegitimacy of his alterations and claims of ownership of Protea, Vietnamexico sent the following reply:

well, you better take it off my map cuz it is mine now

No location of the map was given.


In short, Vietnamexico: you have no right to claim Lordship over the Little Indian province of Protea, neither do you have the right to make alterations to that effect on Little India's page on NSWiki.
Your terms were met, even though Little India had ceased participation in the RP, and he bowed to your wishes, doing the noble thing. You violated your own terms, and must remove Protea from your national maps.
And never make demands for someone to post losses from an attack you never actually completed.

Little India: don't make posts like that offensive one again, it was ever so slightly harsh. Also, don't forget that RPing losses is a part of RP etiquette.

Copies of this post have been sent to both Little India and Vietnamexico.