NationStates Jolt Archive

(at the actions of other people this is now a limited thread only people who ask me or who have already been rping on it can rp, i decide whats god modding and all othe rules so, if u dont like it dont post, however who ever wants to rp is welcome)



Cerifis Coronus stares at the map laid across his desk. Every where legions of the enemies advance. They Royal Family of the Sons of Tarsonis was assinated in their beds and he was thrust into this position. The newly made dictator who has to watch his country destroyed. The initial Blitzkreig completely destroyed all outposts. A massive artillery strikes followed by invasion of an entire legion of tanks decimated the Tarsonian Army. The finaly outpost not under control of the Nation of Alanoria is the city of Marconia. The enemy's forces are as followes:

ArmY

7000 M1 tanks
300000 Mobile Infantry
2000 Tiger tanks
10000artilery batteries
Navy

5 super carriers
4 carriers
2 light carriers
16 cruizers
25 destroyers.

Air Power

65 Fighters
35 Bombers.

Tarsoninan forces(entrenched in Marconina which lies high in the Talios Mountains. Behind the city down the mountain lies the ocean. Only land entrance to Marconia is the pass of Alteros)

Army 200 artilery bateries
500 tanks
150000 infantry

160 anti air batteries

Navy (blockading the bay of telk behind the city)

3 carriers
10 crusiers
14 destroyers

Air power
35 fighters


ARMY (in the pass of Alteros)

160 artilery bateries
600 tanks
50000 infantry

The enemy has been halted in the pass of ALteros but only for so long. Even from his room Cerifis can hear the artilery and gunfire. In an attempt to bomb the citty The navy launched a full scale strike. While damage to Tarsonis was minimal the enemie suffered enough casualy ties for several planes to be launched and call for aid. The Sons of Tarsonis calls for aid. Who will come?

The Pass of Alteros is almost lost. thousands of casualties have been inflicted on both sides but the Sons of Tarosnis are hoplessly outnumbered. Cerifis can only stare out over the sea and hope someone has gotten their word.

OOC: none.......lol


( Raven corps Corp. HQ- willink, Terra City )

The Boardroom was happy to hear the report that had just been told to them, and with everyone forgeting Raven corps this would be the perfect time to attack. The sent a letter to thier CEO, Colderon Zoin. The letter stated:


" Effective now, you are to begin a corporate takeover of The sons of tarsonis, This is not under your control, we make this decision by majority vote."


Colderon laughed as he read the letter.

" Ha, those fools think they control me. Little do they know I control them. but If this is what they want, they got it. "

Colderon called his head of Corp, Security. And gave the orders.


Raven corps forces going to the area:

Navy:

5 frigates
25 troop transports


Airforce:

50 YF-23 Black widows- weapons-tech design
undisclosed number of hind 3 troop transports/attack choppers

Ground:

human

400,000 Corp Security Officers:
50,000- medical personell
50,000 occupational forces
100,000 urban assualt forces
50,000 Nemesis-9 weapon handlers
50,000 Vehical mechs.
100,000 general purpose personel

more later....

OOC: none.......lol


( Raven corps Corp. HQ- willink, Terra City )

The Boardroom was happy to hear the report that had just been told to them, and with everyone forgeting Raven corps this would be the perfect time to attack. The sent a letter to thier CEO, Colderon Zoin. The letter stated:


" Effective now, you are to begin a corporate takeover of The sons of tarsonis, This is not under your control, we make this decision by majority vote."


Colderon laughed as he read the letter.

" Ha, those fools think they control me. Little do they know I control them. but If this is what they want, they got it. "

Colderon called his head of Corp, Security. And gave the orders.


Raven corps forces going to the area:

Navy:

5 frigates
25 troop transports


Airforce:

50 YF-23 Black widows- weapons-tech design
undisclosed number of hind 3 troop transports/attack choppers

Ground:

human

400,000 Corp Security Officers:
50,000- medical personell
50,000 occupational forces
100,000 urban assualt forces
50,000 Nemesis-9 weapon handlers
50,000 Vehical mechs.
100,000 general purpose personel

more later....

Cerifis can only watch in horror as Alanoria is supported by the Raven Corp. He orders all men holding the pass of Talios to Retreat, before they leave the detonate percusion charges causing a mile long rockslide sealing off the pass. As the Raven Corp navy attempts to enter the bay of Telk the naval blockade made even stronger when the 3rd fleet was redeployed to the area complete with 17 dreadnaught battle ships. Admiral West onboard the STS Moltaugio flag ship of the 3rd fleet orders shoot on site all no friendly vessels, The Raven Corps landing fleet is fired upon by a full scale bombardment

Cerifis can only watch in horror as Alanoria is supported by the Raven Corp. He orders all men holding the pass of Talios to Retreat, before they leave the detonate percusion charges causing a mile long rockslide sealing off the pass. As the Raven Corp navy attempts to enter the bay of Telk the naval blockade made even stronger when the 3rd fleet was redeployed to the area complete with 17 dreadnaught battle ships. Admiral West onboard the STS Moltaugio flag ship of the 3rd fleet orders shoot on site all no friendly vessels, The Raven Corps landing fleet is completely destroyed and all but one frigate are sunk the remaining severly damaged.

OOC: just then gandalf along with the riders of rohan ride in and desimate all enemies. heh i wish...

Official Royal Military Communique


To: Cerifis Coronus, Sons of Tarsonis
Fr: HM Ministry of Defense
Sub: Aid

The High Kingdom of Atruria is willing to send military aid. We have already begun preparations for air transport and will deploy when and where you prefer. The following units have been dispatched:

Air Support:
1st Marine Tactical Air Support Unit
1st Marine Logistical Air Support/Transport Unit

Infantry:
1st Marine Airborne Brigade (50,000 troops)
4th Naval Rifle Brigade (50,000 troops)
7th Naval Ranger Brigade (50,000 troops)

Logistical Support:

6th Marine Logistical Division
-51st Marine Logistics Brigade
-52nd Marine Logistics Brigade
-53th Marine Logistics Brigade
-54th Marine Logistics Brigade
-55th Marine Logistics Brigade
-56th Marine Logistics Brigade
-57th Marine Logistics Brigade
-58th Marine Logistics Brigade
-59th Marine Logistics Brigade
-60th Marine Logistics Brigade

More units will be dispatched if the High King deems necessary or on your request.

Regards,
Tiberias Kustennin,
Minister,
HM Ministry of Defence

Official Royal Military Communique


To: Cerifis Coronus, Sons of Tarsonis
Fr: HM Ministry of Defense
Sub: Aid

The High Kingdom of Atruria is willing to send military aid. We have already begun preparations for air transport and will deploy when and where you prefer. The following units have been dispatched:

Air Support:
1st Marine Tactical Air Support Unit
1st Marine Logistical Air Support/Transport Unit

Infantry:
1st Marine Airborne Brigade (50,000 troops)
4th Naval Rifle Brigade (50,000 troops)
7th Naval Ranger Brigade (50,000 troops)

Logistical Support:

6th Marine Logistical Division
-51st Marine Logistics Brigade
-52nd Marine Logistics Brigade
-53th Marine Logistics Brigade
-54th Marine Logistics Brigade
-55th Marine Logistics Brigade
-56th Marine Logistics Brigade
-57th Marine Logistics Brigade
-58th Marine Logistics Brigade
-59th Marine Logistics Brigade
-60th Marine Logistics Brigade

More units will be dispatched if the High King deems necessary or on your request.

Regards,
Tiberias Kustennin,
Minister,
HM Ministry of Defence


To: Tiberias Kustennin
From: Cerifis Coronus
Subject Re: AID

The Empire of The Sons of Tarsonis will Gladly accept any aid you can give. As for timing when ever you can get here. The Pass has been sealed temporarily halting them but its only a matter of time.

Respectfally

Cerifis Coronus
Acting Dictator
Fmr Secretary of War

OOC a fifteen minuit cease fire is declared so i can do the dishes.

Amazonia, Military HQ of the FedAB:
General Nevar Cracken stared at the reports. So Tarsonis was under attack...well it wasn't his first priority. He would leave it up to the Defense Council.
"Sir?" His aide, Lt. Colonel Taren Yevan, had entered.
"What is it Taren?"
"The defense council is reviewing the Tarsonis case, Sir."
"Alright, I'll be right there."
"Very good sir."
Lt Colonel Yaven left the room as Cracken rose. What happened to the days where all I had to do was fight? Administration is far more strenuous. He thought as he entered the conference room.
"Ah, Cracken, glad you could attend!" General Maren accosted him.
"Let's get down to business, please." Cracken Pleaded. "What did the Council decide on the matter?"
"Unanimous support for Tarsonis, Nevar" Supreme General Uribe said. "We're gonna send your guys in there."
"Do you have any number on what forces we'll be sending?"
"Sure do...here's our stats."

Official Documentation:
The Defense Department of the Federation of Amazonian Beasts has decided to support the Sons of Tarsonis in their conflict. Forces to be sent will be as follows:
Ground Forces:
30,000 Infantry forces
5,000 Mechanized Tank Walkers
1,000 Walker Artillery Pieces

Naval Forces:
2 Resonance-Class Fighter Carriers, each loaded with 12 F-13 Nemisis-Class Fighters and 12 Defender-Class Attack Fighters
5 Leviathan-Class Battleships, also carrying 2 Rotary-class attack helos
6 Sentinal-Class Gun Cruisers
7 Vengeance-Class Destroyers
12 Whirlwind-Class Corvettes

Air Forces:
36 Retribution-Class Fighters
36 Defiance-class Attack Fighters
24 Judgement-class Attack Bombers

"Phew, that's a lot."
"Sorry,Nevar, but we see a potential ally here. If you guys do a good job it could be a big boost to our diplomatic standings with Tarsonis. We sent a copy to them as well, hopefully they'll recieve it before something drastic happens."
"Alright, when do I move out?"
"Tommorow, 0800. Give your troops the night off, but get them back to barracks by 0100."
"It'll be done, sir."

Cracken returned to his command post, hoping this fight would go quicker than the Muslim uprising had. He sent his comm to all force leaders, then resolved to have a round of drinks that night before he had to report. He'd make sure he did a good job on this contract.

Amazonia, Military HQ of the FedAB:
General Nevar Cracken stared at the reports. So Tarsonis was under attack...well it wasn't his first priority. He would leave it up to the Defense Council.
"Sir?" His aide, Lt. Colonel Taren Yevan, had entered.
"What is it Taren?"
"The defense council is reviewing the Tarsonis case, Sir."
"Alright, I'll be right there."
"Very good sir."
Lt Colonel Yaven left the room as Cracken rose. What happened to the days where all I had to do was fight? Administration is far more strenuous. He thought as he entered the conference room.
"Ah, Cracken, glad you could attend!" General Maren accosted him.
"Let's get down to business, please." Cracken Pleaded. "What did the Council decide on the matter?"
"Unanimous support for Tarsonis, Nevar" Supreme General Uribe said. "We're gonna send your guys in there."
"Do you have any number on what forces we'll be sending?"
"Sure do...here's our stats."

Official Documentation:
The Defense Department of the Federation of Amazonian Beasts has decided to support the Sons of Tarsonis in their conflict. Forces to be sent will be as follows:
Ground Forces:
30,000 Infantry forces
5,000 Mechanized Tank Walkers
1,000 Walker Artillery Pieces

Naval Forces:
2 Resonance-Class Fighter Carriers, each loaded with 12 F-13 Nemisis-Class Fighters and 12 Defender-Class Attack Fighters
5 Leviathan-Class Battleships, also carrying 2 Rotary-class attack helos
6 Sentinal-Class Gun Cruisers
7 Vengeance-Class Destroyers
12 Whirlwind-Class Corvettes

Air Forces:
36 Retribution-Class Fighters
36 Defiance-class Attack Fighters
24 Judgement-class Attack Bombers

"Phew, that's a lot."
"Sorry,Nevar, but we see a potential ally here. If you guys do a good job it could be a big boost to our diplomatic standings with Tarsonis. We sent a copy to them as well, hopefully they'll recieve it before something drastic happens."
"Alright, when do I move out?"
"Tommorow, 0800. Give your troops the night off, but get them back to barracks by 0100."
"It'll be done, sir."

Cracken returned to his command post, hoping this fight would go quicker than the Muslim uprising had. He sent his comm to all force leaders, then resolved to have a round of drinks that night before he had to report. He'd make sure he did a good job on this contract.

MARCONIA: City HAll


Cerifis stares at the map as his aid points out troop movements.

Aid:" Amazonia has just agreed to help us but they wont mobilize till 0800" Theyre navy is far superior to ours, our leviathen class battleships are only a prototype so far."

Cerifis: " still theyll have to fight theyre way through the Alanorian navy thats just been reinforced i hear"

Aid" theyre third and 5th fleets have been redeployed to our shores. Atrurian forces are expected to arrive shortly, weve already begun plaining theyre placement in the cities.

Raven Corp and Alanoria have already begun clearing the rubble in the pass, theyve cleared half a mile already. at this rate theyll be done by daybreak. until then they navy has decimated Raven Corps fleet but Alanorias fleet has set up a counter blockade. were completely surrounded."

Cerifis shaking his head "Raven Corp and Alanoria.... whod of thought...."

As one of the several the Chinooks lifted off, Captain Matthew Sanders of the 3rd Company, 4th Battalion, of Atruria's 4th Naval Rifle Brigade, took out his Rosary and said a Hail Mary in his native Atrurian Gaelic tongue. "Sé do bheath' a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhruinne losa. A Naomh Mhuire, a mháthair Dé, guí orainn na peacaithe, anois is ar uair ar mbás. Amen." This was his first real assignment, this was everyone here's first assignment. He was worried, not about the fighting, but about leading. At the age of 23, he was responsible for an entire company, 200 men. No, he corrected his thoughts, they weren't just men, they were faster, they were fitter, they were stronger. These men were the elite, they were marines. Perhaps they had never been exposed to actual combat before, but they had been trained, he reminded himself, and knew how to handle situations.

We will provide for you:

500 Troops of the 160th SOAR Delta Force Rangers

50 Black Hawk Helicopters

15 Kiten Heavy Duty Bomber

20,000,0000 Kanamians

100 AT-LAV's

1,000 AK-47's

10 F-19 "Arieal Okas"

MARCONIA

Cerifis "FIRE"

all 550 artilery canons fired upon the Pass of Talios. in an attempt to stall the Alanorians' progress. however he did not expect the rebuttle. 775 of the Alanorians' artillery returned fire just before 475 of theyre positions which had been targeted were blown to bits. 400 shells fell upon the city of Marconia causing massive damage. 275 shells crashed into the field inbetween the pass and the city gates.

Cerifis" realign all artillery to aim for the mouth of the pass, the second they start moving through i want a full scale bombardment, see if we cant hold them off till help arrives."

We will provide for you:

500 Troops of the 160th SOAR Delta Force Rangers

50 Black Hawk Helicopters

15 Kiten Heavy Duty Bomber

20,000,0000 Kanamians

100 AT-LAV's

1,000 AK-47's

10 F-19 "Arieal Okas"

OOC: 20,000,000 GOD DAMN!!!!

That's money NOT people. Just in case you we're confused

The Blockade surrounding Tarsonis:
Cracken narrowed his eyes. Conflict was upon his forces, and he prayed his men would do their job. It was in God's hands now.
"Sir, the Alanorian fleet is in range. We have the element of surprise, they are not suspecting us."
"Launch the fighters, Captain Turner."

Screaming off the decks of the Resonances, the Defender fighters angled at the unsuspecting fleet. Behind them flew the 2 squadrons of Nemisis fighters to deal with opposition.

"Bandits, 1 o'clock low!"
"I'm on them, Alpha lead."

Alanorian fighters attacked the Nemisises, guns blazing. Alpha 2 squeezed off a missile before the hail of fire tore his fighter to threads. The Defender fighters, unnoticed by the attackers, veered down to begin their runs on the ships and were met by flak fire as dense as smoke. Weaving and juking, the pilots of Charlie and Dodge squadrons unloaded on the ships.

Back on board the FSS Liberty, Cracken serveyed the battle. Though his fighters weren't losing, they weren't winning either.
"General!"
"Yes Captain."
Incoming missiles, starboard side, angling towards the Regulator!"
"Open fire on the missiles, deploy countermeasures!"
"Right away, sir!"

Cracken watched the guns of the Liberty open up with full fire, shredding two missiles. The FSS Regulator deployed chaffs, knocking out another three missiles. But one slipped through, slamming amidships into the Regulator's hanger, blowing the blasted bodies of crewmen into the water.

"Damnit! Captain, order the fleet to open fire, give 'em hell!"
"Yes sir!"

The FedAB fleet lauched a flotilla of missiles, streaking towards the enemy fleet on gossomar tails of vapor...

MARCONIA

A red sun rises on Marconia. The last city of Tarsonis. Alanorian Forces worked through the night and are now starting to move out of the pass. A large report breaks the silence of the morning as the artilery bateries in Marconina open fire...

Cerifis stares out from his office... "and so it begins."

A roar of chopper blades was heard as the chopper made its final approach. The chopper touches down and a man with grey eyes and jet black hair steps off into the dirt. He walks up to Cerifis and salutes him.

"Sir Wolf Legion is here to assist you in your defense."

Wolf turns around and motions the other dropships to begin their desent. As they land men and vehicles begin to pour out.

"We await your orders sir"

Army

100 Behemoth Heavy Tanks
250000 Mobile Infantry
1000 Beowolf Flame tanks
500 Long Range artillary
300000 Poorly armed, poorly trained redemptionists
500 Highly trained elite mobile infantry
25000 Troop transport trucks
5000 rapid response units, fast and heavily armed
10000 Machine gunner teams, 2 men to a team
500 rogue traders, people that can breach blockades for supply runs.



Air Power

100 Quick Response Dropships
300 Escort lightly armed fighters
50 Long range bombers

Navy:
None

The Blockade surrounding Tarsonis:
Cracken narrowed his eyes. Conflict was upon his forces, and he prayed his men would do their job. It was in God's hands now.
"Sir, the Alanorian fleet is in range. We have the element of surprise, they are not suspecting us."
"Launch the fighters, Captain Turner."

Screaming off the decks of the Resonances, the Defender fighters angled at the unsuspecting fleet. Behind them flew the 2 squadrons of Nemisis fighters to deal with opposition.

"Bandits, 1 o'clock low!"
"I'm on them, Alpha lead."

Alanorian fighters attacked the Nemisises, guns blazing. Alpha 2 squeezed off a missile before the hail of fire tore his fighter to threads. The Defender fighters, unnoticed by the attackers, veered down to begin their runs on the ships and were met by flak fire as dense as smoke. Weaving and juking, the pilots of Charlie and Dodge squadrons unloaded on the ships.

Back on board the FSS Liberty, Cracken serveyed the battle. Though his fighters weren't losing, they weren't winning either.
"General!"
"Yes Captain."
Incoming missiles, starboard side, angling towards the Regulator!"
"Open fire on the missiles, deploy countermeasures!"
"Right away, sir!"

Cracken watched the guns of the Liberty open up with full fire, shredding two missiles. The FSS Regulator deployed chaffs, knocking out another three missiles. But one slipped through, slamming amidships into the Regulator's hanger, blowing the blasted bodies of crewmen into the water.

"Damnit! Captain, order the fleet to open fire, give 'em hell!"
"Yes sir!"

The FedAB fleet lauched a flotilla of missiles, streaking towards the enemy fleet on gossomar tails of vapor...

Admiral West aboard the STS Mauldagio watches through his binoculars as the FedAB engage the Alanorian blockade. Quickely he turns to his aid.

"Move all ships into position for supressive bombardment of the alanorian fleet. lets give are amazonian friends some breathing room." Quickely the ships are positioned and the sound of 68 30 inch cannons shater the morning air.

A roar of chopper blades was heard as the chopper made its final approach. The chopper touches down and a man with grey eyes and jet black hair steps off into the dirt. He walks up to Cerifis and salutes him.

"Sir Wolf Legion is here to assist you in your defense."

Wolf turns around and motions the other dropships to begin their desent. As they land men and vehicles begin to pour out.

"We await your orders sir"

Army

100 Behemoth Heavy Tanks
250000 Mobile Infantry
1000 Beowolf Flame tanks
500 Long Range artillary
300000 Poorly armed, poorly trained redemptionists
500 Highly trained elite mobile infantry
25000 Troop transport trucks
5000 rapid response units, fast and heavily armed
10000 Machine gunner teams, 2 men to a team
500 rogue traders, people that can breach blockades for supply runs.



Air Power

100 Quick Response Dropships
300 Escort lightly armed fighters
50 Long range bombers

Navy:
None


Cerifis shouts over the artilery fire. "WELCOME TO MARCONIA! MY GENERALS WILL INFORM YOU OF WHERE YOUR TROOPS WILL BE MOST EFFECTIVE! WE ARE IN YOUR DEBT ALNOG WITH ALL THE OTHERS WHO HAVE COME!"

The Artillery batteries silence for a few moments. "ah a few moments peace"

OOC: Gotta go sleep, be back tomarrow.

Wolf nods at his new commander

"MOVE IT MEN!"

Men start to bustle and move around as they set up deffensive positions and overlapping fields of fire along the perimeter.

Wolf pulls out a map and begins talking to his officers about setting up drop zones for equipment and much needed medical supplies

"Ok my men will have rations, medical equipment and other supplies dropping down within an hour. In the mean time I suggest we take stock of what we have"

OOC: Gotta go sleep, be back tomarrow.

Wolf nods at his new commander

"MOVE IT MEN!"

Men start to bustle and move around as they set up deffensive positions and overlapping fields of fire along the perimeter.

Wolf pulls out a map and begins talking to his officers about setting up drop zones for equipment and much needed medical supplies

"Ok my men will have rations, medical equipment and other supplies dropping down within an hour. In the mean time I suggest we take stock of what we have"

Brigadeer General Mcavy hands Wolf a list.

550 artillery 300 tanks 175000 infantry.
only thing not taking hits are the anti aircraft bateries. all160 in working order. are hospitals are over flowing and were running short on supplies.

With the support of the Tarsonis guns, the FedAB ships sided alongside the Alanorian ships, sending over marines in brutal hand-to-hand fighting. As the chaos reigned, the transports, carrying the air and land forces, broke through the lines, supported by the fast corvettes. As the FSS Liberty broke into a savage bloodbath of daggers, knives, and fists, Cracken jumped down from the ship onto a passing transport.

"Let's go, Lieutenant, make for shore, get as many there as possible!"
"Will do sir...I wanna save my ass too!"
"Don't we all. Less chatter and more hurrying the hell up."

Cracken watched as flames exploded from a corvette under a direct torpedo shot from an Alanorian ship at point-blank range. He sighed, mentally cursing General Uribe for sending him personally. At least the carriers were safe...

The transports dumped loads of troops and vehicles on shore. The walkers deployed quickly and moved off the beachheads while the air movers transported the aircraft. Cracken gave himself enough time to smile, it was do or die now.

With the support of the Tarsonis guns, the FedAB ships sided alongside the Alanorian ships, sending over marines in brutal hand-to-hand fighting. As the chaos reigned, the transports, carrying the air and land forces, broke through the lines, supported by the fast corvettes. As the FSS Liberty broke into a savage bloodbath of daggers, knives, and fists, Cracken jumped down from the ship onto a passing transport.

"Let's go, Lieutenant, make for shore, get as many there as possible!"
"Will do sir...I wanna save my ass too!"
"Don't we all. Less chatter and more hurrying the hell up."

Cracken watched as flames exploded from a corvette under a direct torpedo shot from an Alanorian ship at point-blank range. He sighed, mentally cursing General Uribe for sending him personally. At least the carriers were safe...

The transports dumped loads of troops and vehicles on shore. The walkers deployed quickly and moved off the beachheads while the air movers transported the aircraft. Cracken gave himself enough time to smile, it was do or die now.

Admiral West watched the blood bath that ensued. Though many Amazonian ships had made its past the remaning Amazonian ships were being quickly engulfed by the extreme numbers of the Alanorian Navy. He watched as The Alanorians called for the surrender of 3 Amazonian ships and new that if they did all the Amazonians on board were dead. Suddenly missels appeared out of the sea it self and tore into many an Alanorian vessel sinking many. all three of the Tarsonis submarine fleets surfaced in a defensive ring around the remaining Amazonian ships, and escorted them past the blockade. Admiral West quickely ordered all hospital ships to make for shore to aid the Amazonian landing force.

"We may win the day yet!"

Though the Alanorian fleet was damaged it quickley started to regroup.

Cerifis watched the battle on from his office. Alanorian army had been suppressed by artillery fire. However the shells had run out and they were pouring onto the field, Raven Corp and Alanoria a combined force of 750000 men poured into the field. Suddenly his aide de Camp burst into the room.

"Sir Admiral West reports that the Majority of the Amazonians have made it passed the blockade and are moving up the shore behind the city. Our submarine fleets have finally made it and aided in the passage through the blockade"

Cerifis turned back to the window. "We might just stand a chance" as he spoke the combined fire power of the Tarsonians and the Wolf legion opened fire from many bunkers along the city wall.

Lt Cl Arterios Dagger, leader of the Mornarians, the most feared of the Tarsonis special forces stood with his company of 100 men along with 600 infantry behind the city gates. The Alanorians were preparing to blow the gate and he was in charge of teh defenses. 3 gun towers and 4 bunkers guarded the gate along with his men. He stood theyre in his bullet broof trench coat, the symbol of the Mornarians.

"FIX BAYONETTS" 600 baynoets scrapped into place.

"TODAY WE FIGHT FOR OUR LIVES. WHEN THEY COME THROUGH THAT GATE IT WILL BE THEYRE END!"

The soldiers chear out in response.

"FIGHT FOR LORD AND LAND!!!!!"

The gate is blown appart and gunfire blazes into the square!

"CHARGE" firing a pair of twin UZIs he runs at the line of Alanorians. At the tell tale click of an empty chamber he drops them and draws his Katana, standard isue of the Monarians!

The Alanorians fall back from heavy losses. A temporary truce is implace and they are permitted to collect theyre dead. Tomorrow shall bring another battle!

As the night fell, choppers and planes of Atruria's young elite warriors, the Royal Marines, coulb be heard buzzing overhead Marconia. Finding a clear space to land was a difficult task, but the chinook choppers all did eventually sink to the ground as members of the 4th Naval Rifle poured out of them, guns loaded and ready to battle. Realizing the absence of any sounds of fighting, they stopped, looking around. Comments such as "What the fuck?" and "Where the Hell is the action" could be heard throughout the Brigade. Their Commanding Officer, Brigadier General Thomas Patrick search with his eyes for whoever was in charge here.

Official Royal Military Communique


To: Cerifis Coronus, Sons of Tarsonis
Fr: HM Ministry of Defense
Sub: Aid

The 4th Naval Rifles have arrived at Tarsonis, as have components of the Air Logistical unit. The remaining logistical air planes and the Air Tactical Support need some sort of airbase or runway to land at. The other two brigades' EST is approximately 13 hours. Meanwhile, the High King has approved the deployment of the following:

2nd Heavy Naval Infantry
3rd Heavy Naval Infantry
1st Naval Fusilier Brigade
2nd Naval Fusilier Brigade

Each a brigade of 50,000, they are all expected to arrive in Tarsonis within 24 hours.

The Amazonian ships reeled from the losses, pulling back to reform battle lines and re-organize a strategy while the Alanorian forces regrouped. Straggling naval fighters returned to the carriers, the enitre Alpah squadron had been wiped out in the day's fighting. Also lost had been 1 battleship, 7 corvettes, and 3 destroyers.

Cracken surveyed his still-deploying forces, fretting at the day's toll in ship losses. Only 3 troop transports and 1 vehicle transport had been intercepted on the way in though, so that was something to be cheerful about. He signaled one of his Majors.

"Major Winters."
"Yes sir."
"Get your men into defensive positions and dug in. They may hit hard tomorrow and I want to be ready. Send word also to Colonel Chamberlain to move the walkers and artillery into strategic locations, the Alanorians seem to be only able to launch an attack from the Southwest. So position your troops in positions guarding against there."
"Right away sir. Need anything else?"
"I could go for a good cup of Joe..."
"I can do everything but the 'good' part of that sir."
"Ah, never mind. And tell Chamberlain that I'm setting up my CP back 500 meters from the artillery lines."

Cracken watched the man go, knowing that the next day's fighting would be monumental in the finishing of the war. Please don't let me fail my men, he though to himself glumly. Though a good night's rest would be great, he still had a lot of work to do...

During the Night,Several JS-10 Transport Planes and a Grandir Class Battle Zepplins Arived, and a message from SSu Mikoyan."We are with you.The UUSS will help tarsonis win!"
As the Grandir landed,Several Fighter and Bomber Aircraft from the UUSS Landed.We are here to help.

Cerifis Coronus stood on the balcony breathing in the night air. Below the amazonian forces had moved into the city and were setting up defensive positions. Tomorrow would decide the fate of Tarsonis. The Atrurian helecopoters buzzed over head droppping supplies.

Arthus Wittaker, Cerifis aid de camp was working with Lt Cl Arterious Daggar planning tomorrows defenses.

And aid burst through the door and saluted. "sir the atrurians are requesting a landing strip for theyre planes."

Cerifis walked back into the room. "we dont have one. the clost thing we have is the Datulus."

Daggar looked up from the map. "But sir isnt it still in the test phase."

"Yes but its all we got. Send word to Admiral West to launch the Datulus."

Some time later

"Here goes nothing.." Captain davis pressed the ignition button and the STS Datulus' engines hummed to life. The proto type Ultima Class Carrier contained a half mile long air strip along with 75 torpedo bays al around the the base. 150 AA guns and 75 anti misslebatteries along with 30 cruise missle bays The Datulus was the first of its kind. A floating fortress. 13 foot thick armor plating, It would insure naval superiority of Tarsonis. But it was being pushed ahead early and its presence being known to the world.

Cracken's eyes bulged as the mostorous carrier was deployed. It was larger than any Federation naval craft had ever been and rivaled the flagship of the Space Expeditionary Fleet. It was like a miniature city for carrying aircraft. Now I'm sorry we brought air pads with us, Cracken thought. I'd love to step inside that thing...

During the Night,Several JS-10 Transport Planes and a Grandir Class Battle Zepplins Arived, and a message from SSu Mikoyan."We are with you.The UUSS will help tarsonis win!"
As the Grandir landed,Several Fighter and Bomber Aircraft from the UUSS Landed.We are here to help.


Cerifis stared up at the zeplins........"well thats new..."

Admiral West walked along the decks of the Datulus with Captain Davis.

"A few bugs to work out but im sure shell perform beautifully. Any way make for the Amazonian Commander's ship and invite him to dinner. Some thanks are in order. Our nations delecay is being prepared... Roast Pheonix"

Davis nodded and saluted "It shall be done sir"

Lt CL Daggar watched the Datulus from the Military HQ!

Mother above! If we should lose the survivors could move onto there and we can go anywhere in the world. Those damn scientists. What will they come up with next?

0200, the Battle Lines
Major Winters grumbled to himself. The day was getting off to a crappy start-light rain was falling, it was cold out, and he had had to deal with the squabblings of two green recruits who had been too ansy for action. Not the way to go off into combat, he thought. Though at least nothing had gone wrong yet. He signaled one of his sergeants.

"Sergeant Raithar."
"Yeah, major, what'cha need?"
"Get over the embankment here and see if you can spot any enemy camps. I know it's dark as hell out, use night-scope."
"Whatever major...how come I'm always the one risking my neck?"
"Because I said so."
"Alright."

Winters didn't expect him to find anything as Raithar climbed over the dirt mound the soldiers had erected. As he considered whether he should return to sleep, Raithar yelled at him.

"Major there ain't anything out here."
"I was just checking, sergeant. Can't be too cautious."
"Sure you-wait. Hang on a sec. Lemme-GET DOWN!"

An artillery shell pulverized Raithar's position, as Winters hit the dirt. Oops, he briefly thought, then he was up, rifle at the ready.

"Full alert, men! Captain Perry, get your men into firing positions, keep your heads down!"

As more artillery shells landed among the trenches, the cavalry and artillery walkers behind the infantry lines began to mobilize. The flares of explosions lit up the city lights, and errant projetiles slammed into outskirt buildings. Winters looked through his night-scope on his rifle, still unable to see anything.

"Captain, can you get a fix on where the hell they're shootin' from?"
"Negative, major, I-ahhh!"

A sniper shot impacted with Perry's body, sending him down. Dammit, this ain't good thought Winters, trying to keep mobile while staying low. The artillery positions behind him opened fire, send bright fiery flashes through the sky with resounding blasts. The walker tanks ripped out thier rocket launchers, firing in the direction of where the shell's trajectory indicated.

"I got 'em Major! Due west, about 1.5 kilcks!"
"Good Lieutenant, get that up to the brass or send someone too."

As the artillery thundered behind him, Winters could almost smell the death that would be to come. He hoped that at least he made it through the fight...

0200, the Battle Lines
Major Winters grumbled to himself. The day was getting off to a crappy start-light rain was falling, it was cold out, and he had had to deal with the squabblings of two green recruits who had been too ansy for action. Not the way to go off into combat, he thought. Though at least nothing had gone wrong yet. He signaled one of his sergeants.

"Sergeant Raithar."
"Yeah, major, what'cha need?"
"Get over the embankment here and see if you can spot any enemy camps. I know it's dark as hell out, use night-scope."
"Whatever major...how come I'm always the one risking my neck?"
"Because I said so."
"Alright."

Winters didn't expect him to find anything as Raithar climbed over the dirt mound the soldiers had erected. As he considered whether he should return to sleep, Raithar yelled at him.

"Major there ain't anything out here."
"I was just checking, sergeant. Can't be too cautious."
"Sure you-wait. Hang on a sec. Lemme-GET DOWN!"

An artillery shell pulverized Raithar's position, as Winters hit the dirt. Oops, he briefly thought, then he was up, rifle at the ready.

"Full alert, men! Captain Perry, get your men into firing positions, keep your heads down!"

As more artillery shells landed among the trenches, the cavalry and artillery walkers behind the infantry lines began to mobilize. The flares of explosions lit up the city lights, and errant projetiles slammed into outskirt buildings. Winters looked through his night-scope on his rifle, still unable to see anything.

"Captain, can you get a fix on where the hell they're shootin' from?"
"Negative, major, I-ahhh!"

A sniper shot impacted with Perry's body, sending him down. Dammit, this ain't good thought Winters, trying to keep mobile while staying low. The artillery positions behind him opened fire, send bright fiery flashes through the sky with resounding blasts. The walker tanks ripped out thier rocket launchers, firing in the direction of where the shell's trajectory indicated.

"I got 'em Major! Due west, about 1.5 kilcks!"
"Good Lieutenant, get that up to the brass or send someone too."

As the artillery thundered behind him, Winters could almost smell the death that would be to come. He hoped that at least he made it through the fight...


Cerifis ran to the balcony as the explosion tore through the night.

"DAGGAR GET YOUR MEN OUT THERE" Daggar had already left the room and was running to the command posts.

Artillery around the city fired illumination flares in to the sky.

Daggar burst into the command station.

"find them and target theyre positions. Get laser targeters out there and light em up."

On board the Datulus.

Admiral West walked onto the bridge.

"Captain its time. Sound the General Quaters and prepare the cruismissles."

OOC: gotta leave for a while be back later.

Daggar watched as cruisemissles launched from the Datulus took out several key artillery positions. Then he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Using the night scope managed to catch a climpse of the invading infantry.

Quickly he picked up the PDA device. and his voice blared across the city.

"TO ARMS!!!! THE ENEMY IS ADVANCING!!!

quickely bunkers were loaded and men placed along the wall. the trenches up front would soon be over runn but the fall back position would be much harder to take.

Several Usean Fighters/Bombers took off and Used Cluster Bomb to slow in infantry.The Three Grandirs Also started Firing 110mm Shells Over the city.

Cerifis can only watch in horror as Alanoria is supported by the Raven Corp. He orders all men holding the pass of Talios to Retreat, before they leave the detonate percusion charges causing a mile long rockslide sealing off the pass. As the Raven Corp navy attempts to enter the bay of Telk the naval blockade made even stronger when the 3rd fleet was redeployed to the area complete with 17 dreadnaught battle ships. Admiral West onboard the STS Moltaugio flag ship of the 3rd fleet orders shoot on site all no friendly vessels, The Raven Corps landing fleet is completely destroyed and all but one frigate are sunk the remaining severly damaged.

This is godmodding. on a large scale. I hope anyone who is in this RP can see that... please read stickies

From his position Daggar fired off round after round. The trenches were being over whelmed. he grabbed the microphone next to him.

"FALL BACK TO THE WALL!!!"

He fired over the heads of his retreating men and quickly ordered the gate shut after everyone was inside.

"HOLD THEM OFF MEN!!! FIGHT FOR YOUR LIVES!!!"

This is godmodding. on a large scale. I hope anyone who is in this RP can see that... please read stickies

OOC: incase you havnt been reading theyre navy is far larger then mine.... so kiss my behind!

OOC: incase you havnt been reading theyre navy is far larger then mine.... so kiss my behind!

and i have no problems against overpowering a but munch who sided with the enemy when i was calling for help.

OOC: incase you havnt been reading theyre navy is far larger then mine.... so kiss my behind!


OOC:That doesn't matter. If you didn't want him in the RP all you had to do was tell him. Or if you where going to let him RP. Ask for help. Raven corps is large, but he is no AMF. And I can tell you that he has friends and big ones. But as to me kising your behind, no I will be reporting this....

OOC:That doesn't matter. If you didn't want him in the RP all you had to do was tell him. Or if you where going to let him RP. Ask for help. Raven corps is large, but he is no AMF. And I can tell you that he has friends and big ones. But as to me kising your behind, no I will be reporting this....

omg ure gonna report me to the mods?? lol....fine its not like i cursed

omg ure gonna report me to the mods?? lol....fine its not like i cursed

weather or not you cursed is not the reason. You Godmoded And that is agianst the rules. Out of good RPship you should not have done it.

weather or not you cursed is not the reason. You Godmoded And that is agianst the rules. Out of good RPship you should not have done it.

Guess what. its MY thread, and its not god moding your just weak.

and now i block you because stuck up dweebs like you who think your so cool by reporting someone ruin the experiance for the rest of us. were just trying to have a little fun, you take it WAY to seriously

weather or not you cursed is not the reason. You Godmoded And that is agianst the rules. Out of good RPship you should not have done it.

and no one asked you to join. so go climb under a rock and leave us all alone!

and i have no problems against overpowering a but munch who sided with the enemy when i was calling for help.

Knock if off with the insults.

Knock if off with the insults.


he pissed me off, i apologize to people who have to listen to it, but its my Thread if people dont like it they dont have to be on it

OOC: You never never rp someone's else forces without their full consent. What you did The sons of tarsonis is a complete godmod. Also you call one far larger weak when you yourself compared to the Black Agents and myself are far weaker and all your young nation allies couldn't stop on of us. As well I am not hear to take to Black Agents side, but to point a balant godmod.

Now, I did want to make you made, I only wanted to make this game more enjoyable for everyone, Even Raven. Now I understand that you where up against alot of crap, but thats Raven. He does that kinda thing alot. But he played the game to. And I am sure when he gets on, He will not like to see what you have done. I just want this to be fun for all.

alright ill delete the part of the damage cause there i can see your point, but leave me alone already, everything was running fine untill people started getting pissy over one post.

We only get this way when you fight us over the issue. If you where to say oops and change it, that would haved worked fine... agian sorry if I made you mad. I just like it when rules are followed.... Anyways... Continue...

Now, I did want to make you made, I only wanted to make this game more enjoyable for everyone, Even Raven. Now I understand that you where up against alot of crap, but thats Raven. He does that kinda thing alot. But he played the game to. And I am sure when he gets on, He will not like to see what you have done. I just want this to be fun for all.

eh IF he comes back hes gonna be a little suprised to find that ive got three more allies in the bay of Telk and the beach has been completely secured

be very careful, He can be very cunning. I am sure he will try to land thier, but he will land in other places as well. I didn't see a map so I can really say.

We only get this way when you fight us over the issue. If you where to say oops and change it, that would haved worked fine... agian sorry if I made you mad. I just like it when rules are followed.... Anyways... Continue...


well look at it from my perspective, you came uninvited (granted public thread but still) and started telling me how im a godmoder and then i stick up for myself and you start threatening to report me. NOT the best way to explain something to someone, at least scandanvia pointed out which part, which i didnt even realize i had done.

be very careful, He can be very cunning. I am sure he will try to land thier, but he will land in other places as well. I didn't see a map so I can really say.
eh the bay of telk has one opening which is under heavy blockade from 17 battle ships my one proto type carrier and about 3 dozen of other ships not to mention my 3 fleets of subs(each has 6 subs each), hes got 5 cruisers and 35 landing ships he'll be hard pressed to get through
anyway i must go eat.

OOC okay back..

OOC: Are we quite done with this? I'd rather just RP here than have to burn 1.5 pages just talking about godmodding...

OOC: Are we quite done with this? I'd rather just RP here than have to burn 1.5 pages just talking about godmodding...

Daggar slashed his katana again and again. Many a foe was decapitated on the end of the Mornarians' Blades. For every Alanarian that died 2 more took its place.

How long can we last

Alanorian camp

General Zenathol watched as his men gallantly pushed into the city.
"We need to break the naval blockade! or well never take the city"

Lt Narfel tries reason with him" Their carrier is like nothing weve ever seen its totally tearing apart our attempts. They know how to defend this city"

"I DONT WANT TO HEAR YOUR EXCUSES LUITENNANT! GET YOUR MEN THROUGH THAT BLOCKADE AND INTO THE BACK!!"

The Front Lines

Winters ducked from a shrapnel grenade as the private behind him fell, half his head missing. How long could this go on? Men were getting slaughtered...and men were not an infinite resource. He pulled up his rifle and plugged two Alanorians with shot and ducked from the return fire. Walkers engaged tanks at close range and artillery were engaged in long-range duels. He hailed a sergeant with his squad.

"Sergeant! Grab your squad and follow me! Let's bust 'em up!"
"Will do sir. Denley, Bloomfield, Kelly, you heard the man, let's go!"
"Right away sarge! Let's kick some ass!"

Winters led his men down the trench now infested with bodies from dead Amazonians. An artillery blast sent the torso and legs of a man into his trench as Winters fought a sever nauseating reaction. He swept behind a destroyed enemy tank for cover and pitched two fire grenades, torching a squad of Alanorians.

"Here's the deal boys. Sergeant, you take those two and provide suppressing fire on that gun position. I'll take Bloomfield and flank them. Give us some cover!"

Winters and Bloomfield dashed from destroyed tank to remnants of walkers, avoiding shots and artillery shells. Winters raised his rifle and picked off a sniper, and then charged an enemy trench. He and Bloomfield gutted two Alanorians with bayones and stopped to reconoiter.

"All right Bloomfield, you know how to do it. By the books. Advance down the trench, the gun post is about 30 meters away. Give 'em hell!"

Winters dashed from behind his cover, spraying gun fire at the enemy. Leaping over corpses, he dropped as Bloomfield pitched a grenade. That was the private's last act before getting shot point-blank by a rifleman, who Winters promptly stabbed. Advancing on the gun position, Winters pitched a grenade into the mass of Alanorians. Two died instantly and three were wounded. Winters charged the last two, shooting one and butting the other with his rifle. He tore down an Alanorian flag nearby, ripping it to shreds with his bayonet, before patching Cracken.

"Secured the post that was giving us so much trouble sir."
"Good work major. We can start sending a walker or two your way to back you up, and a few troops too. Stay put and hold your position until reinforcements arrive."
"Yes sir, will do."

Cracken ended the comm, and allowed himself a slight smile. Maybe he would make it home from this Goddamned fight, after all.

Admiral West watched as the STS Mauldagio sank beneath the sea. The alanorian navy had regrouped and hit hard. The Datulus was the onlything holding them back. 11 Dreadnaughts remained and 47 delta class crusiers were left. the whole 3rd fleet of submarines was gone and the 2nd an 1st only had 4 subs remaining. how much more can we take?

Cracken watched through narrow eyes as the naval battle fought its way out. Most of the Amazonian warships had been destroyed, the final ones being reserved to guard the carriers. He had a better idea.

"Colonel Pace."
"Sir, yes sir."
"Deploy all aircraft and launch at the ships. Hit 'em hard. I don't want to see those ships left alive."
"Will be done sir."

Several squadrons of Judgement Attack Craft, flanked by two squadrons of Defiance Attack fighters and 3 squads of Retribution fighters rose off of their respective fighter platforms. Armed to the teeth, the Judgements were homing in on the ships, while the Retributions were flying CAP. The Defiances were the first to let loose anti-ship ordinance, sending torpedoes splashing into the water and volleying off several missiles before launchign evasive manuevers.

"Fighters, 3 o'clock."
"Roger Bravo leader."
"Roger Bravo leader. I see 'em."
"Tally Ho!!"

The Retributions, all four mounted foreguns blazing, slammed into the advancing Alanorian fighters and shredding several upon contact. The fighters engaged in vicious dogfights, too close for missiles. Which left the Judgements to make their runs. Armed with heavy bombs and anti-surface missiles, the Judgements unloosed their entire payloads on the Alanorian ships below. Upon emptying they made a fly-by with guns and then burned for base, leaving the fighters to settle their conflict.

Cracken watched through narrow eyes as the naval battle fought its way out. Most of the Amazonian warships had been destroyed, the final ones being reserved to guard the carriers. He had a better idea.

"Colonel Pace."
"Sir, yes sir."
"Deploy all aircraft and launch at the ships. Hit 'em hard. I don't want to see those ships left alive."
"Will be done sir."

Several squadrons of Judgement Attack Craft, flanked by two squadrons of Defiance Attack fighters and 3 squads of Retribution fighters rose off of their respective fighter platforms. Armed to the teeth, the Judgements were homing in on the ships, while the Retributions were flying CAP. The Defiances were the first to let loose anti-ship ordinance, sending torpedoes splashing into the water and volleying off several missiles before launchign evasive manuevers.

"Fighters, 3 o'clock."
"Roger Bravo leader."
"Roger Bravo leader. I see 'em."
"Tally Ho!!"

The Retributions, all four mounted foreguns blazing, slammed into the advancing Alanorian fighters and shredding several upon contact. The fighters engaged in vicious dogfights, too close for missiles. Which left the Judgements to make their runs. Armed with heavy bombs and anti-surface missiles, the Judgements unloosed their entire payloads on the Alanorian ships below. Upon emptying they made a fly-by with guns and then burned for base, leaving the fighters to settle their conflict.

Admiral west watched as the amazonians decimated much of the reimaning Alanorian navy.
"launch the wav runners! theyre our best bet now!"

on shore 5 of the 12 docks opened and 18 Waverunnerclass gunships left at full throttle. Being the fastest of the Tarsonis's navy and considerable more manuverable Admiral west watched as the 21 inch cannons blasted shells into Alanorian cruisers. And just noticed the remaining carriar making a run for sea.

"Captain Davis take out that super carrior."

The Datulus turned and Admiral West watched as the runway opened and out of the bowels of the ship a cannon turret lifted up with three 41 inch cannons.

"GREAT SCOTT! THAT THING WILL MURDER THEM! OPEN FIRE!"
The datalus fired and the shells ripped through the Super carior at the water line. The shells exploaded on impact creating 17 foot holes in the sides and the carrior sank rapidly. A great chear rose from the decks of the Tarsonis fleet. "WERE INVINCIBLE!" exclaimed West!

Under Brigadier General Thomas Patrick, the men of the 4th Naval Rifle Brigade and the 7th Naval Ranger Brigade of the Atrurian Royal Marines began their march to the battlefield, on which Amazonians, Alanorians, and Sons of Tarsonis were engaging eachother. The 10,000 men that composed the two brigades had been walking from their landing site within Tarsonis for what seemed like an unending period of time. Finally spotting the battle raging onward, the two marine brigades broke from their march and surged forward, at last reaching the front lines and joining up with their soon-to-be Amazonian and Tarsonian(?) comrades.

Daggar stared hard from the top of the wall down at the emissary from Alanoria.

"Well give you one last chance to surrender."

Daggar had had enough "We will NEVER bow to your king!"

The emmissary shook his head "This is your last chance SURRENDER YOUR FLAG OR DIE!!!"

Daggar whispered to a sargent next him bring a flag and a spear. Quickley these were brought to him. Feigning a defeated attitude he ordered the colors loward. Men around him stared in disbelief. Daggar tied the lowared flag and tied it to the sphere and a sudden fire blazed up in him.

"You WANT OUR FLAG?!?! THEN TAKE IT!!" with all his might he chucked the spear strait into the chest of the emissary. As the emissary lay dead on his back the flag flew above his body. The replacement flag was raised even higher on the pole.

"WE WILL NEVER SURRENDER!!!! WE WILL FIGHT UNTIL THE LAST OF US ARE DEAD!!!!!" the fighting resumed again.

"REMEMBER THE RAIN OF FIRE!!!!!!" the famous battle cry of the Sons of Tarsonis!

Under Brigadier General Thomas, the men of the 4th Naval Rifle Brigade and the 7th Naval Ranger Brigade of the Atrurian Royal Marines began their march to the battlefield, on which Amazonians, Alanorians, and Sons of Tarsonis were engaging eachother. The 10,000 men that composed the two brigades had been walking from their landing site within Tarsonis for what seemed like an unending period of time. Finally spotting the battle raging onward, the two marine brigades broke from their march and surged forward, at last reaching the front lines and joining up with their soon-to-be Amazonian and Tarsonian(?) comrades.

OOC yeah Tarsonian

OOC: Okay, thanx

Under normal circumstances, the two brigadier generals present, General Donovan Reiley, and General Thomas Patrick (the senior of the two), would have tried to meet with other leaders of the allied armies first to discuss strategy. However, this was different, a battle had already been raging by the time the first of the Atrurians reached the field of war. General Patrick rounded up General Reiley and the twenty Majors, of various distinctions, present and quickly strategized.

"Alright," said the General, "Reiley, I want you, your ten majors, and your entire brigade of rangers to fall back, closer to the city and dig yourselves in. Build as much of a defense as you can, in case the Alanorians break through the lines."

"Roger that, Patrick," replied General Donovan, a former black hawk pilot who was never much for the whole formality act that officers sometimes put on.

"Okay, next I want All ten regiments of the 4th Rifles to join up with the Amazonian troops, just take out as many frickin' Alanorians as possible."

"Yes sir, immediately sir," Nodded each regimental commander, in unison.

Daggar howled in rage as a bayonette cut through his jacket into his thigh. He pulled away turning on his attacker!
"You ripped my coat you bastard" He stabbed his attacker in the throat killing him instantly. Wounded in three places Daggar was barely able to fight. Eventually his men had to pull him away to a hospital tent. The reinforced gate exploaded as the Alanorians blasted through. "DAMNIT RETREAT TO FALL BACK POSTITION B!! FALL BACK!!!!"

The FedAB lines were being repulsed by endless waves of Alanorians. Destroyed walkers littered the battlegrounds, as the artillery was moving back into the city. Infantry lines retread several meters at a time and covered for the next line of troops pulling back into the city. Walkers fell back, there head units still blazing missiles at the Alanorians while retreating. Artillery shells slammed into the Alanorian lines, but onward they came. Major Winters popped off several shots and fell back another 10 meters before hitting the dirt.

"General Cracken!!!"
"Go ahead Winters."
"How much longer do we have to keep up? We're getting massacred!"
"We gotta allow the time for the Tarsonians to reinforce and get their defenses manned. Then you can pull back behind their walls."
"Easy for you to say sir, in your CP."
"Sorry, Winters. Good luck."
"Thank you sir."

Winters grunted as a grenade exploded near him, embedding shrapnel in his armor. Thank God my armor is thick, he mused before stopping two advancing Alanorians in their tracks. One walker nearby, apparently in its death throes, charged the enemy lines, all weapons systems blazing, before being cut down by four enemy tank rounds. More opf the same thought Winters. The first infantry lines had made it into the city, now Winters sprinted the last distance to enter inside the walls as walker units covered his retreat.

The FedAB lines were being repulsed by endless waves of Alanorians. Destroyed walkers littered the battlegrounds, as the artillery was moving back into the city. Infantry lines retread several meters at a time and covered for the next line of troops pulling back into the city. Walkers fell back, there head units still blazing missiles at the Alanorians while retreating. Artillery shells slammed into the Alanorian lines, but onward they came. Major Winters popped off several shots and fell back another 10 meters before hitting the dirt.

"General Cracken!!!"
"Go ahead Winters."
"How much longer do we have to keep up? We're getting massacred!"
"We gotta allow the time for the Tarsonians to reinforce and get their defenses manned. Then you can pull back behind their walls."
"Easy for you to say sir, in your CP."
"Sorry, Winters. Good luck."
"Thank you sir."

Winters grunted as a grenade exploded near him, embedding shrapnel in his armor. Thank God my armor is thick, he mused before stopping two advancing Alanorians in their tracks. One walker nearby, apparently in its death throes, charged the enemy lines, all weapons systems blazing, before being cut down by four enemy tank rounds. More opf the same thought Winters. The first infantry lines had made it into the city, now Winters sprinted the last distance to enter inside the walls as walker units covered his retreat.

Daggar now bandaged though unable to fight cordinated the defenses. Though the wall was breached a hale of gunfire mowed down all who approached. Destroyed tanks littelred the entrance way. Artillery rounds fired over the walls into the oncoming Alornarians. Quickly he grabbed the Radio switching over to the Amazonian freequency. "Whoevers in charge of the amazonians get your men inside the wall before your over run well try to cover you as much as possible."

MEANWHILE

The navy was victorious. Admiral west clicked on the radio. All ships adjust cannons to fire to positon delta delta niner five"

the tell tale sound of machinery adjustment sounded across the bay of Telk. With the wave runners gaurding theyre backs all remaining dread naughts and the Datulus loaded artilery shells.

"FIRE"

Daggar watched as the Alanorians started to overwhelm the defenses when suddenly shells slamed into the ground in thousand foot long line and 30 feet wide.

"God bless you West!"

City Gates:

Winters and his men held their position as long as possible. The artillery and walkers, those alive at least, had made it inside the city. All that was left were the remaining infantry units, under Winters's command. As he turned to rally his troops back towards the city, he found himself cut off by a battalion of Alanorian soldiers and three tanks.

"What're we gonna do, Major?"
"Get the Anti-Tank guys ready, and we're gonna charge them."
"You sure that's smart, sir?"
"Maybe not, but it's the only choice we really have right now."

Winters gave the call, and the remaining Amazonian forces outside the gates charged the blocking forces, cutting them down with fire. The tanks were shredded by rockets as the men engaged in brutal hand-to-hand fighting. Winters dodged a knife blow from an Alanorian and bayoneted him through the ribs. The Alanorians were efficiently dealt with, but another force of Alanorians was closing on them fast.

"Any thoughts major?"
"We'll fight our way back into the capital, try to minimized casulties."

As the Amazonians prepared to open fire, four Defiance Attack fighters, returning from the successful naval sortie, dropped bombs on the approaching Alanorians, then banked back and raked the lines with cannon fire before passing to return to refuel. The move shredded the Alanorian ranks, and gave enough time for the Amazonians to retreat inside the fortress-city. I'll never be able to thank those fly-boys for everything they do thought Winters as he sat down inside the city gates.

"Men, take a ten-minute break, then report to your senior officers for orders."

Winters was exhausted, but he would enjoy ten minutes.

Daggar took hope in the few moments of silence. The city gate was packed full of busted up tanks and trucks. The Alanorian forces were spread thin, only 50000 remained, but only 25000 forces from Tarsonis were left, not sure how many of teh Amazonians were left and the atrurians seemed to have taken little casualties so far. The Dantulus had launched helecoptors to evacuate the wounded amazonians and atrurians to the hospital ships. The Tarsonian wounded were in MASH units around the city. The sky lightenedwith the approaching dawn. Daggar realized that tomorrow would make or break them. Daggar watched as the alanorians assembled for one last attack. Quickley the defenses were manned and as the dawn peaked over the Alteror Mountains the Alanorians charged. Machine gun bunkers opened fire. But the Alanorians surger toward the walls.

Daggar grabbed his battle rifle. "THIS IS IT MEN!! REMEMBER THE RAIN OF FIRE!! FIGHT FOR LORD AND LAND!!!" A cheer rose on the throats of 25000 tarsonians as the Alanorians started to surge over the walls. "SEND THE TO HADES!!!""

The Amazonian forces fired without abandon as the Alanorians climbed over the walls. The remaining walker units tore missiles into the Alanorian ranks, stepping away from incoming Alanorian artillery shells, which the FedAB artillery returned. Winters mounted an MG, pulsing shells into the surging Alanorians. Waves of men fell before him, Winters was fully caught in his opponent's death, a song of war playing through his mind subconsciesly. As a grenade sputtered in front of him he leaped to one side, avoiding the shrapnel the ripped apart his MG. The close-range artillery shot rocket fire into the masses of Alanorians as walkers trampled unwary soldiers. The men were caught up in war, slashing, shooting, animals more than men. Winters was all part of it, caught up in bloodlust, raking down his opponents without a second thought. He recieve a bullet to his right shoulder for his efforts and ignored it, goring his enemy who had shot him. The Amazonian forces rallyed all avaliable FedAB forces to fight the invaders as FedAB jets raked the lines outside of the city. An artillery shell exploded to Winters's left, shattering a platoon of Amazonians, but he ignored this. Again and again he pulled his trigger, closing contact and ending life. And when his ammo supply ran dry, he armed his bayonet and slashed at his foes ruthlessly, determined to not stop, determined to kill...

The Amazonian forces fired without abandon as the Alanorians climbed over the walls. The remaining walker units tore missiles into the Alanorian ranks, stepping away from incoming Alanorian artillery shells, which the FedAB artillery returned. Winters mounted an MG, pulsing shells into the surging Alanorians. Waves of men fell before him, Winters was fully caught in his opponent's death, a song of war playing through his mind subconsciesly. As a grenade sputtered in front of him he leaped to one side, avoiding the shrapnel the ripped apart his MG. The close-range artillery shot rocket fire into the masses of Alanorians as walkers trampled unwary soldiers. The men were caught up in war, slashing, shooting, animals more than men. Winters was all part of it, caught up in bloodlust, raking down his opponents without a second thought. He recieve a bullet to his right shoulder for his efforts and ignored it, goring his enemy who had shot him. The Amazonian forces rallyed all avaliable FedAB forces to fight the invaders as FedAB jets raked the lines outside of the city. An artillery shell exploded to Winters's left, shattering a platoon of Amazonians, but he ignored this. Again and again he pulled his trigger, closing contact and ending life. And when his ammo supply ran dry, he armed his bayonet and slashed at his foes ruthlessly, determined to not stop, determined to kill...

Daggar Ralleyed his men. "FIGHT MEN DRIVE THEM TO THE PASS!!!!!"

Alanorians were pushed off the wall as the Tarsonians surged into the Fields.

Daggar climed onto the back of a humvie and manned the machine gun. Raising his fist into the air he shouted one word. "CHARGE" a battle cry voiced from the remaining Tarsonians. Daggars humvie along with 20 others and 35 tanks blasted out through the gates. The machinegunners mowed down all who came near and and the tanks ran over soldiers while mowing them down with machine gunfire and blasting them with cannon fire. The Alanorians were in full retreat and many of them surrenderd. "FORWARD MEN! VICTORY IS UPPON US!!!!

Cerifis watched as his men routed the attacking Alanorians. "God be praised" was all he could say.

ALANORIAN CAMP

"SIR OUR FORCES ARE IN FULL RETREAT!!!!"

General Zenathol looked as the Tarsonians surged forward. "Sound the official retreat. Weve lost. Order the Surrender"

Daggars company

A cheer rose from the throats of 20000 men as the white flag appeared over the Alanorian camp.

"WEVE WON!!!!!!!!! VICTORY IS OURS!!! HAZAA!!!!

As the guns finnaly silenced, the first rain of spring opened up to wash the blood from the field.

Daggar stood basking in the rain. Treaties would be signed, alliances made, and technollogy passed. But for now, he could finally get some sleep.

OOC: aw man its 1030, im out for now guys well wrap this up tomorrow.:mp5:

Winters exhaled loudly. He was glad the fight was over, hopefully there wouldn't be any dissident factions left to mop up. But the main fighting was done, and his forces had won. Maybe I will make it back for Lauren's thirteenth birthday, after all he thought happily.

Cracken sat happily in his CP. Another victory, another insignia kill he had to paint up on his barracks wall. His forces had done well. And they would be compensated accordingly. He thought of his own bonuses to come...and thought of how much a hot shower would do him good.

Cerifis sipped his brandy as he watched the men. "Red Dawn" the Tarsonian national anthem was playing over the city loudspeakers. The men stood saluting the flag and as the last note was held the men cheered in unison. The War was over and the party that ensued lasted long into the night and into the following morning. Cerifis sighed. The treaties had been signed, and Alanoria had agreed never to attack Tarsonis again. The world was at peace again.


Daggar layed with his wife asleep in his arms. Having turned down many party invites all he had wanted to do was get home. Kissing his wife's forhead he thought to himself. This is all i need to celebrate. Tomorrow the treaties with Amazonia would be signed. A new and rising ally. He would have to be present and for now he needed to sleep.

Admiral West looked over the document passed infront of him. An order from Lord Coronus himself. The document autherized the building of 3 Ultima Class Carriers. "My god" West mouthed to himself. "We'll have the most powerful navy." The document also autherized the building of 12 leviathan class battle ships and 35 Tiger shark class gunships. "Heh expecting a war are we.""
With a swish of his fountain pen West signed the papers giving his consent.

The Usean that also help were Celebrating,The Leader of Usea-Jason,SSu Mikoyan,Sent a Message to congradulate the sons of tarsonis and also sent them an offer.
The offer was to buy 300 Su-27(Hevally used by the Usean forces)
150 Su-35(Also used in the battle)
And 2 XFA-27 Prototype(Feild tested in the battle)
He'd hope to allie with them as allies are hard to come by these days.

Cracken was content. The Alanorians were thoroughly defeated, and the Tarsonian military was rapidly progressing. Tomorrow they would come to terms on the war aid, and Cracken hoped they could form a long term alliance. Tarsonis may one day prove to be an invaluable ally, and Cracken didn't like to miss oppurtunities.

Wolf grins ferally. He turns to his 2nd in command, Mr. Ventir

"You may commence the operation Mr. Ventir"
"Yes Sir!"

Ventir talks into his commbead quickly. At once Wolf Legion mobilizes inside of the Tarsonian city and opens fire. Heavily armed tanks rumble through streets, shelling indescriminatly. Swathes of civilians and innocent people are gunned down by machine gun teams. Flame tanks quickly set the world ablaze, shooting fireballs across entire city blocks. Wolf turns from the destruction and to his map. He begins outlining strikes that will take the cruical points in the city.

"Mr Ventir move Bravo team up this set of streets and take that hill"

As Wolf looks over the destruction he cant help but grin and wonder what the Tarsonians will do.

"And so the game begins"

Winters dived from a spray of fire. Those Goddamned bastards, thought Winters. The Amazonian infantry and walkers were already out of the city, having responded quickly to the immediate threat. The armored walkers opened up with their missile tubes, spraying rockets at the Imperium forces. The infantry advanced, firing and manuevering, digging in behind whatever sort of cover was avaliable. The city was as good as dead, no use in saving that.

"General Cracken?"
"Yeah, go 'head Winters."
"What the hell is goin' on here?"
"Damned if I knew. We're angling in attack fighters now, the artillery is priming. Looks like you won't make it back for your daughter's birthday after all."

Amazonian MGs sprayed from behind hastily constructed fortifications. The artillery opened up their weaponry, shooting projectiles arcing through the sky. Two squadrons of Retribution fighters swooped low, pulsing with their forward guns as AA shredded one fighter. Winters kept low, firing off rounds and hoping somehow he would survive again.

Wolfs eyes lit up with the promise of battle

"Well Mr. Ventir it appears this wont be all peaches and cream"
"No sir, hopefully we'll see some more action"
"Begin phase two"
"Yes sir!"

Ventir makes a motion to his comm operator

"Get those ships in the air"
"Yes sir at once"

The radio man talks into his radio for 10 seconds.

"Sir planes are in the air with dropships"
"Excellent"

300 escort planes have launch to engage the Amazonian fighter wings. At the same time 100 dropships with tank support and quick response units drop at key points in the city, sweeping aside most resistance.

"Look Ventir, the Amazonians are amassing thier forces."
"It will do them no good"
"Push them out of the remainder of the city"
"Yes sir!"

The tank forces with infantry support begin the push to the city limits, blowing up anything that looks important.

The Amazonian forces had been caught unaware at first, and it had cost them. But now, regrouping outside the city walls, were able to direct much more fire on the Imperium forces. The artillery had been hurt in the initial surprise, but it was far from out, and pounded out shells at the opposing forces. The walkers and infantry began slowly pulling back from the ruined city, buying time for their Tarsonian compatriotes. Winters was unwilling to commit their full effort if they weren't going to be backed up by those who they had sought to protect. Where are those fucking Tarsonians anyway? Winters pondered for a moment in a slight lull in the fighting, then the shooting picked up. He struggled to help up a wounded comrad and gave him off to a medic. Who knows how many we'll lose today? he thought sadly.
Back at the army CP, Cracken had his hands full. Though the Imperium forces were more than outnumbering the Amazonian forces, his troops had the edge on experiance, from the original Rebel veterans to the new recruits hardened against the Alanorians. This would truly be a test of wills-and right now they were locked at a standstill. So far none of the new Amazonian allies had even offered to assist now, they seemed to have given up. He was alone.
In the air, Alpha Squad's Retribution fighters had been the first to launch against the air threat, followed up by the rest of the pad-launcehd and naval fighters. They shared the same situation as the ground forces: they were outnumbered but had the techniques and experiance. One plane crumpled to Alpha Lead's cockpit as he volleyed off 2 birds at enemy jets. A bright explosion lit the ground below as the jet he had watched explode impacted somewhere in the enemy lines. This was far from over.

The Commander of the Usean forces in the area was informend that the Tarsonians still needed help."Use the Balein's cannons and pick off any enemy air units with the Su-35's Ksh-175 missles

Cracken quickly sent out a message to the Tarsonian, Atrurian, and Usean forces alerting them that the Amazonian forces may not be able to hold on by themselves, then quickly returned to the battlemap. His forces were now outside of the city on a large plain with the Imperium, and the Artillery behind on small bluffs. He directed more fire on the Imperium forces and directed the mobile AA to begin flakking the area against the enemy jets.

Daggar woke from his bed. The sounds of gunfire caused him to grab his katana. "What in the blazes of hell?" Just then 3 imperium burst through his door. Quickly he started to fight them back.

Admiral West spilt his coffee as the war started again. News crackled in over the radio.

"WEST......Dropsh......coming!" The radio fed into silence.
West quickly stormed onto the Bridge of the Datulus. "SOUND GENERAL QUARTERS!! CONCENTRATE ALLL 160 AA TURRETS ON THOSE DROP SHIPS!! SCRAMBLE THE FIGHTERS DESTROY THEM BEFORE OUR BOYS ARE OVER RUN!!"

Fighters launched off the deck as the AA turetts opened fire upon the approching imperium dropships.

Viper exhaled deeply as his fighter launched off the Datulus. Quickly the fighters were assembled. "HEAVY INBOUND ENGAGE THOSE DROPSHIPS!"
"Roger Red Leader"
"Wilco Airmen"
"Afirmative Viper"

350 fighters engaged the approaching dropships dodging machine gun fire and firing missles.

the Mornarian Force, all 100 dived off roof tops onto attacking imperium. Just in time to stop an Amazonian group from being over run.

The Tarsonian Army quickly responded. Though many hung over they fought with vigil. "WE WON! WE SHALL NOT LOOSE NOW!!"

Many Enemy Fighters Were blasted Out of the Sky by Ksh-175 Intercept Missles,As the Dropships were Picked off by cannon fire from Baline Class Artillery Airships(Lighter than Grandir Class)And Usean Fighters Engaged the New foe with lighting speed.

(If im not around,Amazonian Beasts Can use my forces.There mostly Aircraft of various makes,with some infantry mixed in.)

ooc: alright how can u fight a character whos not here, if he doesnt come back this is gonna turn into a godmod thing

(ooc-Calm down,giv it time.)

Brgdr General Willis assembled RPG Squads, the squads scourged the city taking out the Imperium tanks. Firing uranium tip shells, the Rockets pierced through the Tanks heavy armor.

Daggar had fought his way out, hed almost been killed untill his wife took up his battle rifle and fought back with him. She was currently helping the women and children escape to the Datulus while the men fought back.

(ooc-Calm down,giv it time.)


OOC: the dude made a bs move, no doubt planning it all along, and then hes not even around for us to wipe the floor with, i mean, its just disgraceful

Viper dodged a few enemy planes as his missles ripped into the sides of an Imperium Dropship. The Imperium planes were getting wipped out by the dozen, but so where the tarsonis fighters. The Datulus fired AA fire into the night and cruisemissles from its batteries tore into the approaching dropships.

If only the orbital platfrom was online, billions of scripts were being spent on it we cant get it to work

as if hearing his words fire rained down from the sky tearing into oncoming fighters.


Admiral Miller Commanding officer the Tarsonian Orbital platform watched as the small weapns system they could bring on line did some damage.
"How long till the anti missle lasers will be active?"

"Fifteen minuits sir"

The Tarsonian army fought to regain its foot hold. Some of the reclaimed AA batteries opened fire on teh approaching dropships while Tarsonian Tanks engaged in muzzle to muzzle combat with the Imperium Tanks.

Wolfs eyes glittered with malice as he read the display of lost fighters.

"Form the tanks up into a spearhead and punch through that line now!"

The tank legions formed up and smash through the Amazonian lines. Infantry swarm through the gap.

"Aim arillary pieces at the governers mansion and shell it to the ground!"

The artillary moves into position, bearing coordinates 10,85,202 and loads in high incinerary rounds.

"Fire for effect!"

The shelling commences, with huge loads of highly explosive napalm shells being dumped on where Wolf supposes the enemy HQ is centered at.

"Now we need to take care of those damn AA guns, land the drop ships at the naval yards and prepare to commendere us some ships."


OOC: Sorry for not being here, but as a human I must regurally consume carbon based foodstuffs.

Daggar sneaked along the cities secret passage ways unknown to the Imperium. Slowly he stood above the Imperium command post. He watched as Wolf cordinated some attack. Daggar drew his katana from his bullet proof trench coat. Silently he jumped from teh ceiling and landed behind him, quickley he cut off both of Wolf's arms and cut the hamstring in his knees making Wolf fall to the ground.

"So u cowards planned your own little trojan horse hmm?"

Wolfs eyes glittered with malice as he read the display of lost fighters.

"Form the tanks up into a spearhead and punch through that line now!"

The tank legions formed up and smash through the Amazonian lines. Infantry swarm through the gap.

"Aim arillary pieces at the governers mansion and shell it to the ground!"

The artillary moves into position, bearing coordinates 10,85,202 and loads in high incinerary rounds.

"Fire for effect!"

The shelling commences, with huge loads of highly explosive napalm shells being dumped on where Wolf supposes the enemy HQ is centered at.

"Now we need to take care of those damn AA guns, land the drop ships at the naval yards and prepare to commendere us some ships."


OOC: Sorry for not being here, but as a human I must regurally consume carbon based foodstuffs.

Cerifis watched as the Imperium shelled the Opera house. "Now what would the purpose of that be?"

Admiral West listens to the reports of the break in the lines. "Alert all Battle ships, fire a volley to coordinates delta echo niner foxtrot"

The ships fire and teh spear head of tanks is hit hard by a bombardment of 31 inch shells

Wolf bubbles blood out of his mouth. Then he begins to chuckle.

"Ahahahahaha, you think youve won"

Wolf crunches a tooth and explodes, taking Dagger out with him. Mr. Ventir hears the explosion and rushes in to find bits of his leader and the assassain.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm"

Slowly he gets his radio.

"This is Mr. Ventir to all units, our leader has be carelessly slain by the cowardly Tarsonians, kill them all. NO MERCY!"

The tanks and men on the groud begin going house to house shooting civilians and children. Orphanages and hospitals are the first to be shelled. The destruction continues unabated.

Cerifis watched as the Imperium shelled the Opera house. "Now what would the purpose of that be?"

Admiral West listens to the reports of the break in the lines. "Alert all Battle ships, fire a volley to coordinates delta echo niner foxtrot"

The ships fire and teh spear head of tanks is hit hard by a bombardment of 31 inch shells

Mr. Ventir looks to see many of his tanks explode.

"This is Mr. Ventir calling the Emperors Hammer, you may commence."

Slowly a ship in orbit uncloaks and makes for the orbital station. Fighters dart out of it as its Lance Cannons come online.

"This is Admiral Jao to all stations, target the weapon system!"

The battleship opens fire, shearing off the weapons stations of the orbital station. Ponderously the battleship turns to engage the enemy ships as more lighter cruisers uncloak.

"This is the admiral to all ships, commence the attack!"

Daggar Curses loudly. His coat had managed to save him but his face was completely burned on one side. "I.......did not see that one coming." He slowly drags himself into the secret passage.

Viper watches as a cloud of bombers are launched from Tarsonian carriers. The datulus and other AA batteries swat down all fighters who approach them. 200 bombers fly and drop a payload on the Imperium artilery and tanks.

"Fucking cowards. Killing our women and children."

Admiral Willer watches as the shields protect the remaining gunstations. "RETURN FIRE! LAUNCH ALL FIGHTERS!!" 650 fighters swarm out of the air docks. (YEs this thing is a bigg mofo.) "TARGET ION CANNONS ON THEYRE FLAG SHIP! DISSABLE IT!!!!

Admiral Jao grins evily as he sees the enemy fighters launch

"All squads, target those bombers!"
"Ensign launch squads Storm Through Zilfon"

Over 400 fights pour out of the flagship and its brethern as combat is met. Elements of the 1st Storm Legion push their way forward, their fast cruisers pushing ahead into the storm.

Captain Malkar, leader of the Fury leads his element deep into the swarm of fighers.

"This is the captain to all missile tubes, you may fire when ready!"

100 missles from the element sally forth heading for the main flagship of the enemy. Malkar grins as he watches his barrage break through the enemy fighter lines.

"This may not destroy them but it will give them something to think of."

Mr. Ventir watches as the heavy tanks personal shields protect the majority of the tanks from anything but a direct hit. Mobile AA guns drive and chatter nostop, shooting down many Tarsonian fighters and bombers as they try to attack the tanks. The brutilization of the city continues, with fires raging out of control. The death toll must be up into the millions by now.

"This is Mr. Ventir to all units, prepare for phase three."

From accross the mountains a line of bombers approach, all heavily armed and heavily armored. They begin swooping attack runs on all the remaining AA guns, obliterating most of them. Mr. Ventir chuckles. He notices the assassain rise.

"Ah I must thank you for removing Wolf for me, he was always a bother. But now I am leading and your planet will truely know pain!"

He draws a katana of his own.

"Now, shall we duel?"

Admiral Miller watches as the fighters get pushed back. Silently he prays that his subspace message isnt in vain. He watches as the fighters are pushed back farther. Suddenly a beam of light rips through the Imperium command ship. Miller looks up to see the Tarsonian Space Exlporation fleet descend from hyperspace.


Admiral Wittaked abord the STSS Deathmaker watches as the yomata cannon blast rips through the ship. "Launch all wraiths and valkaries The wraith fiters and missle frigates launch from theyre docking bay and the wraiths cloak as they leave "Save our brethren."

Mr. Ventir watches as the heavy tanks personal shields protect the majority of the tanks from anything but a direct hit. Mobile AA guns drive and chatter nostop, shooting down many Tarsonian fighters and bombers as they try to attack the tanks. The brutilization of the city continues, with fires raging out of control. The death toll must be up into the millions by now.

"This is Mr. Ventir to all units, prepare for phase three."

From accross the mountains a line of bombers approach, all heavily armed and heavily armored. They begin swooping attack runs on all the remaining AA guns, obliterating most of them. Mr. Ventir chuckles. He notices the assassain rise.

"Ah I must thank you for removing Wolf for me, he was always a bother. But now I am leading and your planet will truely know pain!"

He draws a katana of his own.

"Now, shall we duel?"

Daggar stares ventir down and consideres his statement. "No we shall not" Daggar pulles a pistal and fires 3 shots into ventirs forhead. "i dont have time sorry"

Admiral Jao feels rather than sees the damage done to his ship. Fires rage unchecked across all decks, the majority of his ship is dead. He smiles sadly as he knows this is the end of his fine carrier. He takes the helm.

"All units, this is the captian, abandon ship and make planet fall!"

Jao turns on the hailing frequency and sends a message to Admiral Miller

"Well it was a good run old chap, see you in heaven"

Slowly the Emperors Hammer turns and smashes directly into Admiral Millers ship. Exploding in a bright ball of fire as its reactor goes supernova. The remaining cruisers and ships turn to face the new menace.

Malkar opens hailing frequencies to the flagship of the new explidition.

"Hello there, Iam Admiral Malkar, to whom am I talking to?"

Daggar stares ventir down and consideres his ttement. "No we shall not" Daggar pulles a pistal and fires 3 shots into ventirs forhead. "i dont have time sorry"

Ventir slowly stands back up again.

"Ah nice try old bean but Iam afraid that it wont work"

From the insides of Ventirs head machinery and metal is visible. Cracking his neck Ventir throws his sword at Daggar and impales him through the midrif with it.

"You should have accepted my duel, it would have been more fun."

Ventir spits on the cooling carcass of Daggars corpse.

"Now Ive got a war to win."

After assessing the situation via SR-71B flyovers, the nation of Twitch2395 has decided to send the following units to aid The Sons of Tarsonis in their stuggle:

1st Marine Division
3rd Marine Division
9th Marine Division
12th Marine Division

1st Armored Division
3rd Armored Division

12th Phoenix Division(Most highly trained and ruthless soldiers in the Twitch2395 military)

105th Airborn
101st Airborn

52nd Bomber Wing
53rd Bomber Wing
68th Fighter Squadron
70th Fighter Squadron

Tack Force 10 (space)
Task Force 1(space)
Task Force 8(space)
Task Force 5(space)
each consisting of 10 Vindicator Class Battle Ships each with 2 exterminatus torpedos(planet destroyers, burns up atmospher, therefore rendering the planet hit uninhabitible) each, 9 Retribution Class carriers carrying 250 fighters and 110 bombers each, 90 Destroyers, 100 Missile Frigates, 150 Support Ships, 200 Troop Transports, and 200 Escort Frigates.

2 nuclear sub task forces

2nd Army Engineers Division

Signed,
Twitch,
Dictator of Twitch2395

Daggar stares at the sword in his midriff. "heh... unfortunatly for u the Mornarians are right outside. 17 Mornarians, Tarsonis's fierces warriors burst through the door. With out pausing they sliced their foe into pieces ripping out his CPU and smashing it. They drag Daggar to a med evac car hoping that its not to late.

Admiral Jao feels rather than sees the damage done to his ship. Fires rage unchecked across all decks, the majority of his ship is dead. He smiles sadly as he knows this is the end of his fine carrier. He takes the helm.

"All units, this is the captian, abandon ship and make planet fall!"

Jao turns on the hailing frequency and sends a message to Admiral Miller

"Well it was a good run old chap, see you in heaven"

Slowly the Emperors Hammer turns and smashes directly into Admiral Millers ship. Exploding in a bright ball of fire as its reactor goes supernova. The remaining cruisers and ships turn to face the new menace.

Malkar opens hailing frequencies to the flagship of the new explidition.

"Hello there, Iam Admiral Malkar, to whom am I talking to?"
Admiral Wittaked flicked on his com.
"This is Fleet admiral Wittaked of the Tarsonian Space battle fleet. You are here by ordered to surrender your vessels effective immediatly or you will all be shot down." The valkarie missle frigets fire theyre clustermissles into the landing ships. Undetected the cloaked wraiths surround the fleet. " this is your final warning" The seven battle cruisers charge theyre yomatta canons aiming at all frigates and cruisers. "Surreneder or be destroyed."

Malkar looks around his command room, seeing the grim faces and knowing how this is going to end.

"Beam our troops up"

The remaining elements of the fleet beam the surviving military ground forces up.

"Admiral, its been a fine fight, but you have lost in the end."
"Active warp coil!"

The navy of ImperiumVictorious enters the warp rift in space and disapears, but not before activating the virus bombs set on the surface. The military had bought enough time for specialty teams to plant Quick Release Virus bombs on the surface. The virus is highly contagious and will kill within 3 days. No known cure has been produced. The only way to live through the virus is to escape from it. The 50 mile radius area around the bombs is instantly turned to a lifeless husk, including much of the city where thousands died earlier to take and protect.

Mr. Ventirs eyes slowly dim and then fade. A red sun is rising in the distance, a suiting end to a bloody night of constant death. Many good people lost their lives. Malkar sips a cup of brandy at the thought of the death his people had wrought. He didnt agree with any of it, but it was his duty to obey and obey he shall. He toasts to all the Wolf Legion and all the Tarsonians that fell on the field of battle this day.

"Damn good job guys, damn good job."

OOC: Holy Sh** this has become so f***ing Godmodded...but lol its fun to read indeed! I need to consider how to counter this...

Cracken had pulled his forces back into the hills after the devastating losses cut from the Imperium forces. He watched the technologically advanced forces dueled it out between each other, knowing his more modern forces had been completely overmatched. His time on the field had been done. Then why, being so advanced, had the Tarsonians requested aid to crush the modern Alanorian forces when they had such arsenal at their disposal. Cracken smelled something suspicious, but was more than content to let the battle play itself out.

Daggar stared up at the ceiling of the Medwing of the Datulus. The tarsonians had sailed from the destruction and fired a nuke at the site killing the virus. But the radiation would make it inhospitable for some time. In one week the radiation teems would be through clearing it. But for now they sailed for which ever ally would take them.

Now Cracken had been really glad he had pulled his forces back. Watching the devestated ruins of the city, he mused how this could have grown far, far worse. At least his force was still intact. He wondered on the fate of the remaining Tarsonians...probaly roasted alive by the bombs. Now his forces were safely on board there own transports and ships, postulating fruitlessly on the fate of the Tarsonian country in the next few days from the virus. At least his forces were safe...if anything, the Amazonians had eliminated disease through genetic engineering. But the toll on the FedAB forces had still been costly over the battle. The brass ain't gonna like the results of this one he thought.

A giant rift opens in space and a huge fleet of warships pour through. They number in the thousands of all shapes and sizes. Slowly one drifts forward and opens frequencies with the Tarsonian flagship.

"This is Imperator Anarcho, I request to speak with your commanding officer immeditly, priority indigo."

Cerifis Coronus, Royal Dictator of Tarsonis watched the blasted coast shrink into the distance from the brige of the STS Datulus.
If only the space fleet had made it sooner
Unable to stop the Blitzgreig and having no time to recal theyre weapons the Tarsonians once proud empire had been forced to call for aid. Now As they sailed for the Horizon they had a new sence of humility.

Anarcho watches the Tarsonian ships fly away. His eyes grow cold and hard

"Halt at once or be fired upon!" he barks
"Lock all weapons and prepare to fire, we're going to get our information from their lifeless hulks if nescessary!"

A giant rift opens in space and a huge fleet of warships pour through. They number in the thousands of all shapes and sizes. Slowly one drifts forward and opens frequencies with the Tarsonian flagship.

"This is Imperator Anarcho, I request to speak with your commanding officer immeditly, priority indigo."


The STSS DeathBringer drifted forward to meet the ship. Coms were opened. "This is Admiral Davis Witteked, Commander of the Tarsonian Space Fleet, why might i ask, Have you returned"

Anarcho watches the Tarsonian ships fly away. His eyes grow cold and hard

"Halt at once or be fired upon!" he barks
"Lock all weapons and prepare to fire, we're going to get our information from their lifeless hulks if nescessary!"

OOC dude u misunderstood. The NAvy was sailing away from the country of tarsonis. Amazonia, Atruria, And Ucean, and Tarsonis are part of one planet.

OOC dude u misunderstood. The NAvy was sailing away from the country of tarsonis. Amazonia, Atruria, And Ucean, and Tarsonis are part of one planet.


OOC: oh ok sorry :X

The STSS DeathBringer drifted forward to meet the ship. Coms were opened. "This is Admiral Davis Witteked, Commander of the Tarsonian Space Fleet, why might i ask, Have you returned"

Iam Admiral Anarcho of the Steel Legion. We are persuing a splinter fleet of dangerous rebels. They have hijacked numerous ships and a plether of highly dangerous weapons. We have had intelligence that they came this way. And judgeing from the debris fields we appear to be right. We are willing to trade aid and help in exchange for information and any logs you may have.

Just then a worm hole open in space as the 4 task forces sent from Twitch2395 appeared...

*comm links open*-Admiral Wittaked, this is Admiral Griffin of the Twitch 2395 Royal Navy, we have arrived.-

Iam Admiral Anarcho of the Steel Legion. We are persuing a splinter fleet of dangerous rebels. They have hijacked numerous ships and a plether of highly dangerous weapons. We have had intelligence that they came this way. And judgeing from the debris fields we appear to be right. We are willing to trade aid and help in exchange for information and any logs you may have.

Admiral Wittaked sat there dumbfounded. "You BOYS just nearly wiped out my entire country, so if you can make up for THAT! by all means. Your splinter cell just ran off with its tail between its leg, we intercepted its last cordinates."

Wittaked flicked a switch which transimitted all information to the Steel Legion.

OOC: SUREE NICE COVER UP!!!:p

Just then a worm hole open in space as the 4 task forces sent from Twitch2395 arrived...

*comm links open*-Cerifis Coronus, this is Admiral Griffin of the Twitch 2395 Royal Navy, we have arrived.-


Cerifis shook his head
Only two days too late
"fightings over boys, but down here on the surface we could use som med supplys."

Anarcho curses. Its just like all the others theyve hit so far.

"Thank you Admiral, Iam dispatching aid ships now. We have the technology to bring back recently dead people provided they are in mostly whole form"

Thousands of aid ships packed with over 2 million aid workers detach from the fleet and burn atmosphere down onto the planet.

"Give me co-ordinates I can transfer emergency medical equipment and food supplies to."

"There was one more thing though Admiral, the rebels stole a recent very valuebale android from us. He was known as Mr. Ventir. Did you happen to come across him?"

-Roger that Cerifis, we will be sending down a division of medics, and the 2nd Army Engineers. They will arrive within the hour.-

-We can help you search for the android if needed-

Wittaked Relays the new development to Cerifis. Cerifis reports back with orders.
Wittaked then opens coms again.

"Our Benevolant dictator requests that all aid supplies from Steel Legion be teleported aboard the space fleet. after it is checked to then be teleported to the surface. As much as we appreciate your help, the others had come to our aid only to betray us. So we hope youll understand our caution..., as for your android, he happens to be in about 17 different pieces. Our salvage teams well search him out and beam him aboard, however his CPU is no longer intact."

-Admiral Wittaked, we can send our 2nd Army Engineers Division to help with any reconstruction, and we can send them unarmed.-

"Of course, however some of this stuff is so big that it will be carried on barges for your examination"

Anarcho leans over and taps a few keys and transports all small equipment to the other fleets hold. Large barges with entire factories dispatch from the main fleet and blaze across the void.

"Iam also transmitting schematics and the materials needed to make your own medical equipment for over a year. These pre-made factories are self-sufficent, use them as you see fit. The programs are all loaded onto the mainframe computer, just select which task and feed it the materials."

"Iam very sorry for your losses, perhaps this will help make up for it. When we catch up to them we will bring you back a momento of their fleet."

-Admiral Wittaked, we can send our 2nd Army Engineers Division to help with any reconstruction, and we can send them unarmed.-

Witaker changed frequensies to that of twitch. "Unarmed i think would be best, our orbital platform needs a bit of a tune up. only 1/3 of it still remains. but the Command post is still in tact so were hoping to salvage as much as possible. you might wanna send a med team as well"

Wittaked looked over the report. no explosives or weapons found in the transported supplies.

"Thank you for you help, as for a momento, i hope you can brink melkar back alive, me and him have buisness to discuss."

We will be sending teraforming equipment to make and barren land furtile again.

We are sending the medical supplies to the Tarsonian fleet now.

Anarcho, we have tracked the rebel fleet and they have jump approximatly 4000 light years from here, we are transmitting the coordinates now...

"Ah Meklar...my brother...If you truely want to get your business settled then you can come with us in our search for the renegades. We would welcome your assistance."

"Also if you request it I can offer you 200,000 engineers and 50 million credits to rebuild your city. Give my regards to your dictator along with my most profound apologies."

MARCONIA= GROUND ZERO

Salvage teams collected as much as they could find of the anderoid. The CPU had been smashed but what they could find was then placed on board the transporter and beamed aboard the Steel Legion Ship.

Datulus

Sarah Daggar slept in her husbands arms once again. Though critically wounded he had managed to survive and was now stable. It would be sometime before he walked again, but for now he was alive and thats all that mattered.

Daggar was scared that his face might scare his wife, but she hardly even seemed to notice. Noing that she didnt care what he looked like, as long as he was alive, let him sleep easy.

"Thank you twitch, this will be invalueable help, its time to warp out and finish this. Any who would like to come please speak up now."

"Ah Meklar...my brother...If you truely want to get your business settled then you can come with us in our search for the renegades. We would welcome your assistance."

"Also if you request it I can offer you 200,000 engineers and 50 million credits to rebuild your city. Give my regards to your dictator along with my most profound apologies."


Whittaker laughed sharply. "Our buisness involves my pistol a bullet and his skull, so im not so sure you would want me there. Though i have reason to believe he wasnt directly responsible, but he is incharge and must pay for the autraucities done to our people. Most of our Space Fleet will accompany you at your discretion but our med ships will stay behind to aid our survivors. Theyve already entered the atmosphere."

Also your robot has been returned to you, well whats left of him. He almost killed a close friend of mine, that friend may never walk again. but he holds no grudges and therefor neither do i.

Anarcho nods curtly.

"Very well admiral, I accept your terms, if we capture him you may do what you like with him. He may be my brother, but he is a traitor to all that I hold dear. My medical teams and engineer teams will stay here, but the main fleet is jumping out. Whoever follows us will be honored, if we are victorious we shall return to help you rebuild. Go with the winds Admiral"

"Ensign, prepare to jump, we have some hunting to do!"

The fleet tears a hole in space and flys in, its destination the rebel fleet. This will all end here.

Wittaked watched as his fleet follows the Steel Legion into subspace.

Good huntin boys

Whittaked had placed Rear Admiral Lucas in charge. He hoped he would succeed.



STSS INTREPID

Lucas felt nautious from the sudden jump to subspace. He slowly walked back to his cabin. Soon they would be uppon the Rebel Fleet but for now, he needed a nap.

Ormicron III, a dead system circlying a dead sun. Nothing lived here, although the remains of a much older civilization dot several of the planets.

Newly promoted Admiral Maklar sipped his brandy and checked over some reports. Not a bad day considering the damage they had done he though. Suddenly alarm klaxons start going off.

"Warning Warning Warning, incoming warp jumpers" A metalic voice chirps.
"Whats going on Ensign!?"
"Huge fleet jumping in sir! Identifying...Its the Steel Legion!"

Maklars face goes death white as he knows where this is going.

"Prepare defenses, if we have to die we're going to die with a fight!"
"Incoming communications sir!"
"On screen."

The face of his brother Anarcho appears on the vid-screen.

"Anarcho, you old dog you havnt changed a bit."
"Quite Maklar, you have caused pain and suffering beyond all measure and now it ends"
"Oh Iam quite sure it will, do what you have to do you imperial lapdog"

The image fades and Maklar proceeds to his chair.

"Well everyone, its been a good run. Its been a pleasure serving with you all."

Anarcho smiles grimly. He opens communications with his new allys the Tarsonians

"Admiral, shall we begin?"

Lucus opens his comlink.

"When your ready sir. My Mornarian away team is read to beam aboard theyre commandship to capture Melkar. All valkaries are weapons hot and wraiths are ready to go at your command."

Sargent Tullus, 2nd in command behind Daggar of the Mornarians, stood in a cirlce with the 20 best Mornarians. Silently theyre heads were bowed in prayer for theyre beloved commander. Tullus broke the silence, "LOCK AND LOAD LADIES!!! BATTTLE AINT OVER YET!!"

Tarsonian science vessels, weaponless ships but very useful, set up warp drive disruptors prohibiting the rebels from escaping.

Lucus watches as their force closes in.

"TIME TO DIE YOU COWARDS!"

Anarcho smiles at the Tarsonians desire for revenge.

"Alright then lets burn!"
"All hands man battlestations, commence attack!"

With a roar the fleets surge forward, fighters and bombers launch and torpedos surge across space. The rebel fleet also launches what figher cover it has left and torpedos.

"This is Admiral Anarcho to all fleet elements, prepare to engage. To all Tarsonians, remember what you are fighting for. Aim for their engines, the more we can bring back the more quickly we can aid in recovery."

The main Steel Flagship heads directly for the Fury, hoping to end this quickly.

Anarcho smiles at the Tarsonians desire for revenge.

"Alright then lets burn!"
"All hands man battlestations, commence attack!"

With a roar the fleets surge forward, fighters and bombers launch and torpedos surge across space. The rebel fleet also launches what figher cover it has left and torpedos.

"This is Admiral Anarcho to all fleet elements, prepare to engage. To all Tarsonians, remember what you are fighting for. Aim for their engines, the more we can bring back the more quickly we can aid in recovery."

The main Steel Flagship heads directly for the Fury, hoping to end this quickly.


The mornarians beam aboard the brige of the Fury quickly killing every one on the brige execpt melkar. Grabbing him before he can take his own life the mornarians and melkar are beemed back aboard the STSS INTREPID.

Lucus opens up coms. "Package has been recovered your free to engage"

The tarsonian forces open fire slaughtering fighters..

Witaker changed frequensies to that of twitch. "Unarmed i think would be best, our orbital platform needs a bit of a tune up. only 1/3 of it still remains. but the Command post is still in tact so were hoping to salvage as much as possible. you might wanna send a med team as well"

-Confirmed Admiral, we are sending the unarmed Engineers and the 3rd Marine Medic Corps, also unarmed, now, you can scan the transport to make sure.-

Anarcho laughs wildly as the rebel fleet is disabled. Minor losses are incured but its overwhelmingly clear that this is a one sided battle.

"First ensign Rico, you may commence, launch boarding parties"
"Yes sir"

Hundreds of boarding boats detach from the main fleet and stream forward. They latch onto cruisers and frigates and burn in. Hordes of shock troopers stream out into the ships

"This is Sword One, bridge captured"
"Sword Three captured"
"Sword Two captured"

The results chime in one by one, finally all ships are in control again.

"Hail the Tarsonian fleet"
"Yes admiral"

"Well well well admiral, this was a grand day. Shall we return to your home? I would like to speak with your leader before we haul these ships back to our shipyards if that is ok."

-Sorry I could not come along to help destroy the rebel fleet-(i had to finish some latin:headbang:)

-I will contiue to patrol the system until you return, Admiral-

Anarcho laughs wildly as the rebel fleet is disabled. Minor losses are incured but its overwhelmingly clear that this is a one sided battle.

"First ensign Rico, you may commence, launch boarding parties"
"Yes sir"

Hundreds of boarding boats detach from the main fleet and stream forward. They latch onto cruisers and frigates and burn in. Hordes of shock troopers stream out into the ships

"This is Sword One, bridge captured"
"Sword Three captured"
"Sword Two captured"

The results chime in one by one, finally all ships are in control again.

"Hail the Tarsonian fleet"
"Yes admiral"

"Well well well admiral, this was a grand day. Shall we return to your home? I would like to speak with your leader before we haul these ships back to our shipyards if that is ok."


Lucas switches on the coms, your welcome to return with us. Your brothers fate is uncertain but mostlikely he will die. Currently he is in our brig, ure welcome to see him if ud like, but u must come unarmed, standard procedure.

"Yes I would like to see him once more before you give him what he deserves. However let us return and speak with your leader"

Steel legion flares its warp engines and warps out, back to where they started. Once arrived Anarcho switches on comms to the planet.

"Hello dictator, whever you are please respond to these hails. This is Admiral Anarcho of the Steel Legion, I would like to speak with you."

"Yes I would like to see him once more before you give him what he deserves. However let us return and speak with your leader"

Steel legion flares its warp engines and warps out, back to where they started. Once arrived Anarcho switches on comms to the planet.

"Hello dictator, whever you are please respond to these hails. This is Admiral Anarcho of the Steel Legion, I would like to speak with you."


Cerifis sat at his deck and switched on the com. Greatings Admiral Anarcho, This is Cerifis Coronus Royal Dictator of the Sons of Tarsonis, first id like to thank you for your support, and i hope my men aided you well in your endeavor. now that being said what can i do for you.

"I would like to meet you in person if that is ok. I will come unarmed and unguarded as a sign of my good intentions. I have several things I think we should discuss"

Cerifis felt uneasy in light of recent events.

" I shall beam aboard the STSS Deathbringer. Theyre we will meet and have dinner if youll join me. Until then, may the gods fair thee well."

"Excellent, I would be delighted"

Anarcho goes and puts on his finest admirals suit and retrieves his formal atire and a folder of papers. He then steps into the teleporter and beams over to the STSS Deathbringer.

Cerifis dresses in his old military dress uniform. Laden with medals and sabor at his side which he left the sabor out. Weapons would be of no need at this engagement. He was shortly after beemed aboard the DeathBringer. Daggar and West along with Lucas and Wittaker were invited to attend. They all sat in the dining hall waiting Anarcho's arivel.

-My engineers and medics have arrived at your station Admiral, they are temporarily under your control. We will stay in system until you have finish your reconstruction. Griffin out-

The Griffin's Flagship, Divine Retribution, takes up orbit around the planet as the rest of the task forces start patroling the system.

*Comm link open*-Griffin to Carnif, we will send our 3rd Army Engineer Corps planet side to help with reconstruction if needed.-

Anarcho enters the dining hall and walks up to Cerifis. He salues quickly and draws out his saber. Spinning it in his hand he offers it to Cerifis hilt first.

"This is a sign of my deep regret that we could not get here in time to help your people, it is also a sign of our hopes of future friendship. I offer you this saber as a pact of friendship"

-My engineers and medics have arrived at your station Admiral, they are temporarily under your control. We will stay in system until you have finish your reconstruction. Griffin out-


Lt Marhsall Picked up the com. Admiral Wittaker is away at the moment, I have assumed command. We copy.

Anarcho enters the dining hall and walks up to Cerifis. He salues quickly and draws out his saber. Spinning it in his hand he offers it to Cerifis hilt first.

"This is a sign of my deep regret that we could not get here in time to help your people, it is also a sign of our hopes of future friendship. I offer you this saber as a pact of friendship"

Cerifis accepted the sabor and bowed his head low. "May our two peoples grow and prosper with this new found alliance."

Cerifis beckons to a place laid out for Anarcho. Now if youll honor us and dine with us. Our cheffs have managed to find time to prepare our nations delicacy. Roast Pheonix in a mango salsa.

Anarcho grins and sits down at the table.

"Very good very good. In the mean time I have some papers here I belive you should look at. These are schematics to the factories and plans I have had delivered to you. Also there are manuels and whatnot. And this."

Anarcho hands Cerifis a silver box.

"This is a hyper-space trasmuter. If your ever in need of assistance just start it up and the Steel Legion will be here asap."

Anarcho turns somber.

"Now if you dont mind I would like to see my brother before you decide to execute him. You can come aswell if you desire it. Theres something I need to find out before I leave him in your hands"

Lt Marhsall Picked up the com. Admiral Wittaker is away at the moment, I have assumed command. We copy.

-Confirmed Lt., out-

Aids come in and take the papers and device away. Wittaker then stands.
"If youll follow me then ill lead you to the brig" Wittaker leads the way as they follow.

-Cerifis, we will send our 3rd Army Engineer Corps planet-side to help with reconstruction with your permission, they will be unarmed, we will also send a medic corps.

Anarcho arrives at Maklars cell and walks in.

"Why...."
"Why brother? Ill tell you why, because I was sick of being the Imperiums lapdog, of running everywhere at their beck and call."
"But why kill so many innocents? Why ruin this world? What did they do to you?"
"The less people there are the less likely of another dictatorship"

At this point Anarcho stands up and punches Maklar in the face.

"Very well then, I leave you to them, good bye brother"

Anarcho walks out of the cell without a look back.

"Thank you Admiral, I shall return to my ship now. Iam sorry for your losses, deal with him as you see fit. For now I will leave my med teams and enginering teams with you, the names and logistics on all the teams is contained in that packet."

Anarcho proceedes back to the teleport pad and returns to his ship.

"Goodbye Cerifis and my dear Admiral friend, we shall meet again Iam sure of it!"

With that Steel Legion warps out of system, heading back home.

OOC: Good RP everyone! :D Ill catch you all some other time around the boards.

Anarcho arrives at Maklars cell and walks in.

"Why...."
"Why brother? Ill tell you why, because I was sick of being the Imperiums lapdog, of running everywhere at their beck and call."
"But why kill so many innocents? Why ruin this world? What did they do to you?"
"The less people there are the less likely of another dictatorship"

At this point Anarcho stands up and punches Maklar in the face.

"Very well then, I leave you to them, good bye brother"

Anarcho walks out of the cell without a look back.

"Thank you Admiral, I shall return to my ship now. Iam sorry for your losses, deal with him as you see fit. For now I will leave my med teams and enginering teams with you, the names and logistics on all the teams is contained in that packet."

Anarcho proceedes back to the teleport pad and returns to his ship.

"Goodbye Cerifis and my dear Admiral friend, we shall meet again Iam sure of it!"

With that Steel Legion warps out of system, heading back home.

OOC: Good RP everyone! :D Ill catch you all some other time around the boards.

OOC: you can stil rp for meklar at his execution.
3 DAYS LATER

Cerifis stands before a neeling hand cuffed meklar. all of tarsonis is Watching.
An aid approaches. "Our lord Cerifis will now hear your pleas for mercy"

-Lt. let me know when our engineers are finished so we may leave. If you are ever in need of a assistance again do not hesitate to call on us. Next time we will send a much more powerful fleet, the one present is rather small, we were stretched thin by sending this fleet.-

"your engineers have done enough. we can finish. go protect your own land. and we shall come to your aide as well should you ever need it."

Meklar stands up and walks over to his captors. He looks at Cerifis with sad eyes. Nodding his head he pats him on the shoulder.

"I just want you to know it wasnt my choice to attack your world. You did your duty and I did mine, I regret you suffered but Iam just a soldier."

Meklar smiles grimly.

"May I make one request of you though?"

Daggar spits on the ground but holds his tounge. JUST KILL HIM AND BE DONE he thought to himself.

Cerifis stood him down before turning back to Melkar. "Speak"

"If your going to order my execution then I would like it to be preformed by Admiral Wittaker. He was a worthy advisary and deserves the honors of being my executioner. If your looking for sadness then you have found it, if your looking for pity youve found it, if your looking for regret then you have found it. But I would never do it any other way, I did my duty and I would do it again. Now do yours, make your descision, I accept what I did and wont beg or plead for anything. My job is a soldier first and foremost, as my commanders and men died so did yours. We are in the business of death and are always prepared to meet it. So make your choice, I will meet your descision with nothing but fire in my eyes heart and veins!"

-Thank you very much Lt.. Sorry we were not able to arrive sooner to help you in the fight, but we are very grateful for you offer. Oh, and good luck with the execution.-

-The engineers and medics are now on board we are leaving orbit, it has been a pleasure working with you. Griffin out-

The Divine Retribution fires its retrothrusters and slowly leaves orbit. The flagship open up another worm hole and leaves the system, the rest of the task forces soon follow suit.

"If your going to order my execution then I would like it to be preformed by Admiral Wittaker. He was a worthy advisary and deserves the honors of being my executioner. If your looking for sadness then you have found it, if your looking for pity youve found it, if your looking for regret then you have found it. But I would never do it any other way, I did my duty and I would do it again. Now do yours, make your descision, I accept what I did and wont beg or plead for anything. My job is a soldier first and foremost, as my commanders and men died so did yours. We are in the business of death and are always prepared to meet it. So make your choice, I will meet your descision with nothing but fire in my eyes heart and veins!"


Cerifis looked at him with cold eyes. "Very well" Cerifis stepped asside and Whittaker moved in his place. The Aid spoke up again. "Meklar you are hereby charged with atrocities agaisnt the Tarsonian people. The punishement is death."

With out a word Witaker puled out his pistol and shot Meklar bewteen the eyes. "May god have mercy on your soul."

Meklars corpse hits the ground with a thump. As the blood begins to flow from the wound and his eyes glaze over in death his mouth forms into a smile. The sun is setting, turning the sky blazing red. Its some how appropriate. A leaf floats by on the breeze, twisting and turning in a dance of nature. It lands on Meklars outstreched hand. Tarsonis will rebuild, shattered lives will become whole, shattered earth will be re-enriched and sown with crops and houses. And in time things will return to the way they were. The sun sets on the last bastion of freedom, finally having earned its right to be called such.

nice ending:D

Daggar watch as Meklar drops. Though he hated the man he had much respect for him

A warrior till the end

As is customary funeral for Tarsonians, Meklars body was layed on a wooden boat layden with dry twigs. The boat was pushed out to sea and a lone bowman fired a lighted arrow that signified gods hand taking his servent. With perfect aim he hit the boat and the boat blazed aflame and creamated his body.

Some time later
Daggar stood with his wife Sarah on the flight deck of the Datulus. As the sun set he turned and kissed her deeply.

"The fight for freedom is now over. May we now pick up from our lives from where we left off."

OOC-Whoa! last time I post it look like MT now its a FT?!?

3 MONTHS LATER

Before the gates of Col Arion, The royal palace of Tarsonis, Cerifis Coronus is crowned King of Tarsonis.

The crowd shouts out "LONG LIVE THE KING" for cerifis had saved them from anihalation and they loved him for it.