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The glorious Empire of Pissantia hereby establishes a protectorate over the developing nation Nivek n Friends, which forfeits all rights, privileges and licences herein and herein contained et cetera et cetera; fax mentis incendium gloria cultum et cetera et cetera; memo bis punitor delicatum.
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The current coalitions on both sides of the issue are as follows:
Siding with Pissantia:
-EU of UE and others from the region North of the World
-Otares

Siding with Nivek n Pals:
-No_State_At_All
-Shazbotdom

Parties currently attending negotiations:
-EU of UE
-No_State_At_All
-Pissantia
-Shazbotdom
-Nivek n Pals

Leopold Starks IV, Ambassador to Pissantia, has been executed on charges of treason for signing a binding contract giving up the sovereignty of his nation. President Nivek has been in conference with his advisors trying to find a loophole in the treaty. So far, the lawyers report it appears sealed tight.

The great region of North of the World offers its support to Pissantia in quelling the rebellion in Nivek n Pals. We believe that once a nation signs a contract it is bound by it.

Are you a democracy? Hold a referenda and the sovereignty of the people will give you contractual release.

Are you a monarchy? Well law is your whim, break it and be done with it.

Are you a socialist state? The treaty is illegal by removing the workers from their property, sovereignty was not yours to give.

Are you a fascist state? Bugger the law your word is golden.

Are you a Theocracy? God obviously would not want you to lose sovereignty.

Are you a representative government? The supremacy of parliament is absolute. Crack the whip and get those members voting against it.

Are you a republic? Your executive does not have the authority to abrogate the authority of the other two branches.

The Aequatian government will issue one warning to the dictator of Pissantia to cease all actions against the nation of Nivek n Pals and surrender the contract which was signed unlawfully. Failure to agree will result in the liberation of Nivek n Pals by Aequatian military forces and the protection of its sovereignty.

General Arnold Saltzman,
Aequatian Head of State.

As a further aside I would point out that Pissanta has no ability to enforce said treaty with its zero dollars spent on military. While you spending seventy million is not impressive I would suggest that it is much higher than zero.

In my view the difference between Defence and Law and Order is murky, and a police force can be very well armed with its own tanks, aircraft, and ships. In this case the Law and Order budget of Pissantia is more then to take on both the Nivek n Pals military and Law and Order agents.

(OOC: I think that would be fudging the issues system a bit but free form is free form)

At great expense to its own ability to police its own people I concur. With that realization in mind Otares is willing to offer its own agents, as our law & order + defence budgets ballpark 7.8 trillion, to quell any problems that Pissantia might encounter. To rephrase, we are prepping our own troops now and if Pissantia makes a move into Nivek n Pals we will step into their country in an effort to establish order. I wish both parties involved luck and reasonable action.

Meanwhile elsewhere in the world Alark III had just finished delivering a rousing speech to court. Stepping offside the stage he was met by the Secretart of Defence.
“Your majesty the men have begun mobilizing and forward naval forces have been rerouted. We are keeping constant radio with them. Should there be a change we will call them off. As it stands we will be mobilized for rapid deployment within hours, larger force concentrations will take mere days.”
“Good, any word from the foreigners?”
“Still waiting highness.”

(OOC: I need sleep. I will check this in the morning. Perhaps not though, might be later in the afternoon.

Let me know if you don’t want my influence ooc eh? I don’t mind taking it out for the sake of letting you complete an RP.)

Due to the potential deployment of forces from the nation of Otares, the Aequatian armed forces are now preparing to deploy a Corps-sized force in the defence of Nivek n Pals. In addition to ground forces, a joint Navy/Marine force will be sent to support ground operations.

Aequatian actions will be undertaken within the next twenty four hours under the initiated Operation Valiant Shield.

General Arnold Saltzman,
Aequatian Head of State.

As a further aside I would point out that Pissanta has no ability to enforce said treaty with its zero dollars spent on military. While you spending seventy million is not impressive I would suggest that it is much higher than zero.

(OOC: Curses. I was hoping that fact might have been overlooked).
Pissantia is indeed sorely lacking in military forces with non-domestic purpose. Pissantia has not been a dictatorship long; the Great Leader only recently seized power from an incompetent and corrupt legislatue, and is in the process of instituting reforms to give the nation true clout in the international community.
In the meantime, it should be noted that Pissantia posesses vast quantities of uranium from its primary industry, uranium mining. We posess the facilities and technical knowledge to begin producing nuclear weapons at a moment's notice.
Pissantia graciously accepts any aid offered by its friends in North of the World and Otares, and Pissantia will use its own domestic police to quell unrest in its new territory.

A wave of ethnic violence has erupted overnight in the lands of Nivek n Pals. Families of Pissantian descent have been under constant attack and chased from their homes. President Nivek issued a declaration asking all of his Pals to "chill out for a bit" in order for him to continue bilateral negotiations with the leader of Pissantia without having to worry about "you guys burning down all those new houses we just built."

1337 Central -- The Great Prophet h4x to t3h m4x held a press conference today. The Leader spoke of the crisis in the region: "rofl, like u2 should like tolly 1v1 to show ur skills n stuf k? jus make sure like u dont op-press teh gamers of like yer two uh great nations n stuf, mkay?"

The Prophet ended his conference with a declaration that the he had spoken with the 1337 h4x0rz god, the_pwnerer, who demanded that the 1337 h4x0rz combat any aggression against the faithful in either country.

Let it be known that Pissantia takes no part in the oppression of the 1337, and that in fact they receive tremendous esteem in society.

Let it also be known that we plan to develop remotely-operated combat mechs in the near future, and that a caste of dedicated gamers will be perfect to lead us to victory with them.

An independent newspaper of Nivek n Pals published a cartoon featuring the 1337 god, teh_pwnerer, losing to President Nivek in a game of Mortal Kombat. President Nivek issued this response: "Hey, I didn't tell them to draw that... but I am pretty good at Mortal Kombat." The 1337 of the nation have petitioned the government, saying if an apology is not issued they will "tolly own you".

1337 Central -- Hundreds of 1337 faithful assaulted and set the Nivek embassy on fire this morning. The crowd dispersed peacefully after complaining the building was taking too long to burn. "yeah there was like tolly too much lag, lol, i had starcraft on pause at home anyway so i left fore it was done burnin" said one protestor. The protestor was later jailed for violating 1337 holy law, which explicitly states use of the pause button to be an afront to god and a disruption of his work.

To: Leet h4x0rz
This is your warning stay out of this or you will get hurt. Understood? Our government will be banning computer games during wars.


The North of the World Joint Defense Force has ruled that it is in our regional interest to deploy a considerable force to the area. We have ordered the deployment of three of our older Carrier Strike Groups, our Amphibious Assault Unit, Two Coastal Patrol Squads, and fifteen thousand marines to the area in an effort to enforce the legal document.

No_State_At_All is deploying 5 legions (total: 50000 men) in support of the aquetian defensive mission. any attempt to enforce this unlawful agreement will be met in force and stopped. you will not be warned again.

the sephrion empire will lend 200 miliion to niverk n pals to aid in destroying thier enemy check my def budget

We respectfully remind all parties that the agreement was enacted willingly between the two parties, and there is no reason it should not be in effect.

Operation Valiant Shield, Order of Battle

III Corps (122,132 Personnel)
Commanding Officer: Lieutenant-General Jack Henderson
11th Infantry Division [Light] (25,384 Personnel)
27th Infantry Division [Mechanized] (27,680 Personnel)
28th Infantry Division [Mechanized] (27,680 Personnel)
1st Brigade, 3rd Armoured Division (8,657 Personnel)
2nd Brigade, 3rd Armoured Division (8,657 Personnel)
16th Marine Division (23,944 Personnel)

2nd Fighter Wing
96 F-62 "Black Sparrow" Strike Fighters
48 F-62E "Electric Sparrow" Electronic Warfare Aircraft
12 EC-130J PSYOP Aircraft

Carrier Battle Group Ardent
ANS Ardent (CVN-88), Champion-class CVN
ANS Rival (CGN-160), Advance-class CGN
ANS Arlette Treeby (DDGN-448), Erschoff-class DDGN
ANS Dallas Fowler (DDGN-449), Erschoff-class DDGN
ANS Ward (AOE-38), Marriman-class AOE
ANS Hammerhead (SSGN-132), Shark-class SSGN
ANS Pompano (SSN-123), Ocean-class SSN

Operation Contract

I Corps(47,728 Personnel)
Comanding Officer: Liutenant- General Jack O'Neal
1st Marine Division (22,728 Personnel)
2nd Marine Division (25,000 Personnel)

1st Figher Wing
80 F-18E Super Hornet
10 EA-6B Prowlers
70 F-14 Tomcats

2nd Fighter Wing
80 F-18E Super Hornet
10 EA-6B Prowlers
70 F-14 Tomcats

3rd Fighter Wing
80 F-18E Super Hornet
10 EA-6B Prowlers
70 F-14 Tomcats

1st Helicopter Wing
50 AH-64 Apache Helicopters
32 Ka-27 Helix Helicopters

2nd Helicopter Wing
50 AH-64 Apache Helicopters
32 Ka-27 Helix Helicopters

3rd Helicopter Wing
50 AH-64 Apache Helicopters
32 Ka-27 Helix Helicopters

1st Assault Air Group
80 AH-64 Apaches
64 CH-47 Chinook Helicopters
72 AV-8B Harrier II's

(using UK Pennant number system, names will be added as needed later on)

Carrier Battle Group Titan
R1, R2 Nimitz Class Carriers
B1, B2 Ontario Class Battleships
F1, F2, F3, F4, F5, F6, Overlord Class Air Defence Frigates
F7,F8,F 9, F10, F11
D1, D2, D3, D4 D5, D6, D7, Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
D8, D9, D10, D11, D12, D13
C1, C2, C3, C4,C5, C6, C7, C8 Ticonderoga Class Cruisers
S1 S2 S3 S4 S5 S6 S7 S8 Seawolf Class Submarines

Carrier Battle Group Europa
R3 R4 Nimitz Class Carriers
B3 B4 Ontario Class Battleships
F7 F8 F9 F10 F11 F12 F13 F14 F15 Overlord Class Air Defence Frigates
F16 F17
D14 D15 D16 D17 D18 D19 D20 D21 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
D22 D23 D24 D25 D26
C9 C10 C11 C12 C13 C14 C15 C16 Ticonderoga Class Cruisers
S9 S10 S11 S12 S13 S14 S15 S16 Seawolf Class Submarines

Carrier Battle Group Io
R5 R6 Nimitz Class Carriers
B5 B6 Ontario Class Battleships
F18 F19 F20 F21 F22 F23 F24 F25 Overlord Class Air Defence Frigates
F26 F27 F28
D27 D28 D29 D30 D31 D32 D33 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
D44 D45 D46 D47 D48 D49
C17 C18 C19 C20 C21 C22 C23 C24 Ticonderoga Class Cruisers
S17 S18 S19 S20 S21 S22 S23 S24 Seawolf Class Submarines

1st Coastal Patrol Squad
F29 F30 F31 F32 Sukanya Class Large Patrol Ships
K1 K2 K3 K4 K5 K6 K7 K8 Cyclone Class Coastal Patrol Ships
S25 S26 S27 S28 S29 S30 S31 S32 Seawolf Class Submarines
attached aircraft: 4 AH-64 Apache Helicopters

2nd Coastal Patrol Squad
F33 F34 F35 F36 Sukanya Class Large Patrol Ships
K9 K10 K11 K12 K13 K14 K15 K16 Cyclone Class Coastal Patrol Ships
S33 S34 S35 S36 S37 S38 S39 S40 Seawolf Class Submarines
attached aircraft: 4 AH-64 Apache Helicopters

1st Amphibious Assault Unit
R7 R8 R9 R10 R11 R12 R13 R14 Wasp Class Assault Ships
R19 R20 R21 R22
D50 D51 D52 D53 D54 D55 D56 D57 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
C25 C26 Ticonderoga Class Cruisers
other : 36 Tidal Wave Class LCACs
50 LHD-1 Wasp Class Landing Ships

The reinforcements:

II Corps (64,000 Personnel)
Commanding Officer: Major-General Jonathan Archer
3rd Marine Division (26,000 Personnel)
4th Marine Division (26,000 Personnel)
1st Marine Expeditionary Unit (3,000 Personnel)
2nd Marine Expeditionary Unit (3,000 Personnel)
3rd Marine Expeditionary Unit (3,000 Personnel)
4th Marine Expeditionary Unit (3,000 Personnel)

1st Heavy Carrier Task Force
2000 UNV-1 Dolphin
2 Perry Class "Apex" Destroyer DD-91
10 Devil Ray Class Concrete Submarines
12 CGN-56 Xero Class Guided Missile Cruisers
4 CG-59 Volcano Class Arsenal Ships
8 BCGN-84 Vrelck Class Battle Cruisers
10 Dolphin Class Submarines
3 LHA-1 Hornet Class Amphibious Assault Carriers

2nd Heavy Carrier Task Force
2000 UNV-1 Dolphin
2 Perry Class "Apex" Destroyer DD-91
10 Devil Ray Class Concrete Submarines
12 CGN-56 Xero Class Guided Missile Cruisers
4 CG-59 Volcano Class Arsenal Ships
8 BCGN-84 Vrelck Class Battle Cruisers
10 Dolphin Class Submarines
3 LHA-1 Hornet Class Amphibious Assault Carriers

2nd Amphibious Assault Group
260 UNV-1 Dolphin
13 LHA-1 Hornet Class Amphibious Assault Carriers
20 SSN-688 Los Angeles Class Submarines
20 CG-47 AEGIS Ticonderoga Class Cruisers
5 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
5 Stingray Class Guided Missile Cruiser
10 Devil Ray Class Concrete Submarines

3rd Amphibious Assault Group
260 UNV-1 Dolphin
13 LHA-1 Hornet Class Amphibious Assault Carriers
20 SSN-688 Los Angeles Class Submarines
20 CG-47 AEGIS Ticonderoga Class Cruisers
5 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
5 Stingray Class Guided Missile Cruiser
10 Devil Ray Class Concrete Submarines

4th Fighter Wing
50 x AV-28 Wraith ESTOVL Attack Aircraft
45 xF-3 Hellcat II Variable Geometry Naval Fighters
7 x A-4X Skyhawk II Light Attack Aircraft
4 x E-1 Diamond Electronic, ASW, and Naval Utility aircraft

5th Fighter Wing
50 x AV-28 Wraith ESTOVL Attack Aircraft
45 xF-3 Hellcat II Variable Geometry Naval Fighters
7 x A-4X Skyhawk II Light Attack Aircraft
4 x E-1 Diamond Electronic, ASW, and Naval Utility aircraft


6th Fighter Wing
45 F-3 Hellcats
45 F-33B Phoenix
3 E-5 Networkers

7th Fighter Wing
50 x AV-28 Wraith ESTOVL Attack Aircraft
45 xF-3 Hellcat II Variable Geometry Naval Fighters
7 x A-4X Skyhawk II Light Attack Aircraft
4 x E-1 Diamond Electronic, ASW, and Naval Utility aircraft

8th Fighter Wing
50 x AV-28 Wraith ESTOVL Attack Aircraft
45 xF-3 Hellcat II Variable Geometry Naval Fighters
7 x A-4X Skyhawk II Light Attack Aircraft
4 x E-1 Diamond Electronic, ASW, and Naval Utility aircraft

9th Fighter Wing
45 F-3 Hellcats
45 F-33B Phoenix
3 E-5 Networkers

1st Carrier Helicopter Support Wing
6 CH-47 Chinhook
16 AH-1A1 Super Cobra II
4 SH-1A1 Super Huey Assault/Utility Helicopters
4 SH-65A "Dolphin" ASW/Utility Helicopters

2nd Carrier Helicopter Support Wing
6 CH-47 Chinhook
16 AH-1A1 Super Cobra II
4 SH-1A1 Super Huey Assault/Utility Helicopters
4 SH-65A "Dolphin" ASW/Utility Helicopters

2nd Assault Air Group
• 1st Assault Fighter Wing
195 F-3 Hell Cats
• 2nd Assault Fighter Wing
195 F-33B Phoenix
• 1st Assault Support Wing
13 E-5 Networkers
13 AH-64 Apache Helicopters
13 CH-47 Chinhook

3rd Assault Air Group
• 3rd Assault Fighter Wing
195 F-3 Hell Cats
• 4th Assault Fighter Wing
195 F-33B Phoenix
• 2nd Assault Support Wing
13 E-5 Networkers
13 AH-64 Apache Helicopters
13 CH-47 Chinhook

Two large freighters steamed towards a deep water port with their escort. The freighters were still in long range helicopter range and the constant re-supply of the moving vessel attested to this. The ships had pulled out of Otariet ports less than full but were now loaded to capacity.

The escort was spread about the two freighters in a defensive position. A single battleship took interior point, ahead of the freighters, while a plethora of cruisers, destroyers, and frigates flowered about the sea. The maneuver was fairly typical and considering the firing arcs of the ships involved very expected.

This naval deployment was mirrored by more activity still within Otares as the military geared up for a larger deployment. Leaves were recalled, carousers were bailed out of local jails, and the men and women of Otares prepared to once again throw themselves into the breech for the crown; as it looked like armed conflict was the only logical conclusion with this much posturing.

The message that came in for Pissantia read as follows:

It would seem that armed conflict it quickly rushing towards your nation and I must ask before my troops are committed. Do you still plan on taking your ‘rightful territory’ as defined by the treaty with Nivek n Pals? My forces are on their way to your largest deep water port where we will set up our base of operations. This city will be the centre of the Otariet command in your country. Imposing this order will be unnecessary if, however, your own forces will not be disposed in Nivek n Pals. So I ask you one last time, is the presence of my forces needed i.e. are you going to tempt the nations who have pledged to support Nivek n Pals?

OOC: slightly excessive force, that man. but hey, so was mine...

IC: The NSAA airforce deploys 300 Tornado-2s to the area, equipped with the new model Eagle ATAMs. These aircraft will be assigned to defend nivek n pals airspace in the event of an invasion.

OFFICIAL PROCLIMATION
To: All Involved
From: Galen Q. Leotardia, 2nd Emperor of the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom

Just recently it was found out by the Pure Socialist Holy Empire that a nation was unlawfully attempting to invade and annex another nation into their "Imperial Dictatorship". Now while we feel that a nation must worry about it's size due to the amount of people that move into it, we feel that this invasion is unlawful and thus unwanted in the world. The Said Military Dictatorship in the Natio of Pissantia is herby given an ultimatum by the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom.

1. You have 24 hours to withdraw your so called "Treaty".
2. Any and all military forces that you have are to drop back to peacetime readiness. Any attempt to send troops into the nation of Nivek N Pals will result in retaliation by Shazbotdom.

This is your final warning.

OCC: The force is what I said I would deploy.

A group of ten E-5 Networkers fly high in the sky racing towards Pissantia, trying to outpace the storm. Halfway to Pissantia they pass a naval group, and then two hours later they see another. Even at there height they were able to make out two numbers on the top of a ship. They were 88.

The Pissantian Government, in the interest of maintaining the rule of international law, will not be coerced into abrogating a willfully agreed-upon and legally binding treaty. We are prepared to take measures to defend our rights and those of the government of Nivek n Pals, which has clearly stated its preference to be brought into the fold of Pissantia.

The Great Prophet h4x to teh m4x was briefly interrupted from a counter-strike match long enough to issue this statement: "rofl gg diplomacy kthx"

President Nivek held a press conference this afternoon to discuss the growing crisis in the region. "Uh... well I guess there's a lot of planes and ships and stuff ready to come and start some $*@!, but personally I'd rather everyone relax for a bit so they don't make Pissantia nuke us. To reiterate, I believe I speak on behalf of all my Pals: Nukes are bad. Please don't make them nuke us." The President also went on to invite the leader of Pissantia to a meeting at the Capitol in order to negotiate a peaceful solution to the crisis. President Nivek is awaiting an official reply.

In response to the proclamation of Galen Q. Leotardia, 2nd Emperor of the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom…

A spokesperson of the NotW issues a press release: We are not prepared to sit by and observe a treaty being ignored, and we are deeply saddened that some nations do not follow the same line of thinking as us; however, we will use all necessary force to defend this treaty.

Else were the regional military is activating all officers and revoking leave from all personal. All commissions of retired officers have been reactivated.

(Note to Pissantia: post what sides countries have taken in the 1st post.)

SECRET IC:
SCENE: On the bridge of the MSF Biginton, Beckford-Class Heavy Battleship.
Commander Jefferson: "Sir, we have reports that The Pissantian Government isn't backing down. Emperor Leotardia has autorized us to upgrade to Gold Aleart and prepare for military tactics. We are to prepare what we feel is nessicary to rid the Nation of Nivek n Pals of their illegal opressors."

Captain Hawthorn walked back and forth. he looked out the front window of the bridge out to the stars. He then realized that this would probably be the beginning of a full blown conflict.

Hawthorn: "Notify the Marine Corps Divisions on the ship."

Jefferson: "Yes, Sir!"

Jefferson then walked over to the intership communicator and send a short typed message to the Marines.

Hawthorn continued to look out into the darkness of space. Why are these people doing this? he thought to himself. This is the stupidest idea that they could have done. They are asking for the International Community to intervene. Especially when the leader of the nation they are invading has stated that the treaty was unvalid. He then walked to his command chair and sat down.

We would like to inform all that we take no side in this endever and infact are sending a military ship to be used as the place for all negotiations. we invite all leaders of involved nations where our esteamed medeator will hold conference all those that do not show up will be deemed milliteristic and a possible threat.

Classified Fleet Communications:

This is General O’Neal to the fleet. The 1st Amphibious Assault Unit, and 1st Assault Air Group are to be diverted to intercept the Prairie du sac vessel in the area.

"sir, something on radar."

"Hail them, i want to know what there purpose is." responded Admiral Cruz Hadosho.

OOC: any use of nukes, as is my normal response, will cause the NSAA military to release our biological weaponry on the user of the nuke. within 24 hours of such, the entire nation they are used upon will be unihabited except by those people lucky enough to be in complete containment conditions. The No_State_At_All forces are joined by what naval forces can be spared from the conflict with raven corps and take up position just outside territorial waters of nivek n pals, ready to react immediatly to any move to enforce this illegal treaty. also, 4 Waverider class hydrofoils and one Temeraire class heavy hydrofoil are sent to protect the netral ship from any attacks made upon it.

No_State_At_All also demands that the entire military of pissantia stand down to peacetime alert within one day or face invasion.

Classified Fleet Communications:

This is General O’Neal to the fleet. The 1st Amphibious Assault Unit, and 1st Assault Air Group are to be diverted to intercept the Prairie du sac vessel in the area.

The Pissantian government urges its allies to exercise restraint, and to avoid combat unless absolutely necessary. We seek a peaceful and diplomatic resolution to this conflict.
Pissantia agrees to send delegates to the meeting aboard the Prairie du sac vessel.
Let it also be known that Pissantia does not intend to use nuclear weapons against Nivek n Pals, only against any who would attack Pissantia and its allies unprovokedly.

Classified Fleet Communications:
Brigadier General Jackson to General O’Neal: “We request to rejoin the carrier groups, as we are receiving radio communication from the target”
General O’Neal: “Fine, rejoin the main task forces, just make it fast.”

NotW representative to No_State_At_All speeking to the NSAA ministers of defense and foreign affairs: “We should think it wise that you abandon any mission to Nivek n Pals. If another party should choose to join with Raven Corp in your war, it could be disastrous. I am sure that your government will reconsider its position in a timely manner.”

Secured transition to The Pissantian Government: We don’t know if this is a good time but we would like to propose and embassy exchange. Also we would like permission to establish five air bases, three naval bases, and one army base in your country.

OCC: All nations it would be appreciated if you would list what force you are deploying to the area.

OOC:
Pissantia
Just a note, i don't want to see any puppet wanking from anyone in your region. I noticed that a gorup of nations in that region had almost exact, or similar nation names. If the "Celestial Imperium" nations are all owned by one person, i don't want to see them all in this RP.

"sir the contacts seem to be disengaging."

"excelent, but i wonder what they were doing. responded Admiral Cruz Hadosho

OOC Refrence:
NAVY: MSF Biginton -- Beckford-class Space Frigate (stays in low earth orbit. No FT weaponry onboard.)
NAVY FIGHTERS: 120 SA-23E, 120 SA-25A, 80 SA-32A, Deployed from MSF Dignity. On patrol around MSF Biginton.
NAVY AIRCRAFT: 200 AC-01, 150 AC-02's (dispatched from Shazbotdom Air Command {loaded with multiple supersonic cruise misiles})
MARINE CORPS: 12 Divisions (approx. 900,000 troops)
MARINE SPECOPS: 1 Division (approx 3,750 troops)
MARINE SCS: Approx 100 SCS Troops

OOC:
for ref: 5 legions (50000 men), Token naval presence (~ 30 patrol hydrofoils, 5 heavy hydrofoils.), 300 Tornado-2 fighter jets.

IC:
Message
To: the ruler of EU of UE
From: The King of No_State_At_All

If you seek to threaten us with military force, be warned that we are not without allies, and the Kraven Corporation, with whom we were previously at war, were more powerful than you and have fallen. Our forces are not at all stretched, and crushing your nation beneath our feet would have no effect on our ability to protect ourselves against raven. Declare war, or shut up. pick. now.

message ends.

NSAA will be sending a naval lieutenant to the meeting on the PDS ship.

OOC: seriously, raven wont be a problem on either of the fronts i'm fighting him on, although invading him will be more of a challenge, i'm only going for a peace treaty for now. not that I think it'll last long, but hey.

President Nivek has issued an investigation into a criminal organization's claim of possessing a nuclear weapon. The Nivek Liberation Army has warned that any military presence within Nivek n Pal's borders will be met with "the fire of a thousand Hells", as well as a nuke or two. President Nivek shook his head and sighed, issuing a call for all militants to "chill out while we negotiate." The President agreed to send an ambassador to the meeting.

oh n0z, someone set up us teh bomb!!1!

Do to the volume of potently hostile vessels NotW military strategists have advised the government to approve a deployment of a new substantial force to the area. Being ignorant (as most politicians are) they approved the move with no questions.

IC:
Message
To: The King of No_State_At_All
From: the ruler of EU of UE
To NSAA: There is no way that you can field a army powerful enough the way your nation currently is. You have imploded economy, a GDP of $389,907,414,045.22 which is very sad for a nation of 5,468,000,000.
Government Expenditures: $390,185,678,425.31
Goverment Waste: $33,929,189,428.29
Defence: $19,509,283,921.27
Law & Order: $7,803,713,568.51
If you want to be realistic bring it.

message ends.

To: All parties concerned with this conflict.
We propose a ban on any nuclear weapons, and any chemical or biological weapons during this conflict. We also request to keep future tech (spaceships, lasers, ext.) out of this RP.

To: Prairie du sac
We would like to send a representative to your meeting.

OCC: Pissantia responded to our transition soon.

OOC: btw, i dont play on thirdgeek stats m8... also, hell no, i use stuff like napalm all the time, and I like lower-level bio-weapons. also, my top-level stuff is reserved for use on some dumbarse that chooses to attack me with WMDs, and will never be used to start a war...

oh, and I dont need to deploy an army to take you out, I just say to one of the other top CIN members, i'm busy with raven, and this here mortal is slowing me down slightly, please deal with him, and you're gone.

To: all nations willing to atend the meeting.
Sub: restrictions

The transport to and from the ship must be unarmed, all personel that board must be unarmed. You must agree that the mediator record the sesion and that force may be used on any that asault another delegate. If you have a specific diet please see the cook upon boarding the ship.

OOC: btw, i dont play on thirdgeek stats m8... also, hell no, i use stuff like napalm all the time, and I like lower-level bio-weapons. also, my top-level stuff is reserved for use on some dumbarse that chooses to attack me with WMDs, and will never be used to start a war...

oh, and I dont need to deploy an army to take you out, I just say to one of the other top CIN members, i'm busy with raven, and this here mortal is slowing me down slightly, please deal with him, and you're gone.

A bit sketchy then isn’t it? To assuage our fears could you post a link to a fact book and some other RPs so we know that you’re not just pulling crap out of your ass?

As it is this is the second person who has denied their NS stats and the RP, questionable to begin with, is taking a slide for the worse.

OOC: i havent had the time for a factbook, and for other RPs search my name. my forces are less than 0.1% of my population, mind, and the economy is money-less, so you cant really show it in NS terms. It still is nowhere near what most players have, even of 1 tenth of my population, but it can support my military as long as i dont buy in outside equipment

To: Prairie du sac
Sub: restrictions
We agree to your conditions and are prepared to send one of our diplomats Mr. Clinton once you are ready.

The Aequatian government feels that the presence of No_State_At_All and Shazbotdom are enought to settle this situation and that we are no longer needed to resolve the conflict.

We are ready right now. and are open to guests.

OOC: fair enough. be seeing you...

IC: We agree to the PDS conditions, and Lieutenant Briggs is being transported to the PDS ship in an unarmed helicopter, escorted by a pair of helicopter gunships which break off and hover 500m away from the ship until the delegate is onboard, at which point, the transport flies away, again escorted by the gunships.

Onboard the PDS ship, the lieutenant speaks to whoever is there to meet her.
"Good afternoon. I am the NSAA representative. Permission to come aboard?"

Admiral Cruz Hadosho extends a hand "hello, and which side are you on?"

The NSAA representative, A short, elegant brunette in the black full dress uniform of the NSAA navy (minus the regulation gausspistol), replies, in a voice that somehow conveys the same elegance as her uniform: "We're with the people who are attempting to protect Nivek N Pals from those silly people in pissantia, Sir." she then coughs delicatly, as if trying to politely suggest that the admiral remember something...

OOC: dude, naval courtesy, someone needs to grant her permission to board pronto...

Admiral Cruz Hadosho turns and smiles, laughing inside. "Why so by the books, it's not like anyones watching" he then goes back to his shuffle board match.

OOC: not observing protocol there is paramount to an insult, and the character i have planned for this woman is very easy to offend... :( oh well, thats life...

IC: "hmph. very well. do you have somewhere I can wait for the other representatives to arrive, sir?" the lieutenant's posture is now signalling that the admiral has lost respect in her eyes.

OOC again: Just a random clue, I have BIG plans for this woman which have suddenly fallen into place. I see a glourious plotline in full technicolour spreading before me... Mwahahahahahahahaha

The Admiral, noticing her posture, laughs. "you expect to much from me, this is my vacation. I just also happen to be the captain. if you want dignity or honor or some other on duty behavior go talk to the mediator. because as long as i am not in my nations waters none of his crazy rules apply." the Admiral pulls out a small pack of cigarets "i haven't had one of these in years. and the lounge is open to anyone, but if you want something more privet check the front desk. If you don't know where that is there should be a map somewhere on the wall."

A svelte bloke with dapper features gives a casual civilian-style salute to the Praire du Sac admiral, while striding confidently up the boarding ramp.
"Drake Bancroft, good sir," he says, with a dazzlingly pearly smile. "I'm the Pissantian representative."

Mr. Clinton stepts out of his helicopter, and says "nice little boat you have here."

OOC: Pissiantia have you not had the time to respond or am I being ignored, ICly because you’ve spoken to me out of characterly. I only ask because I wanted to ensure that you were fine with the progress so far because my next post will be my ships in your ports

OOC:
My ships do not have FT in them. FT is being ableto travel between planets, which they cannot do unless you give them over 2 years to get to Mars. Railgun technology is considered PMT. All of my stuff is PMT and not FT. I don't do orbital bombardment unless it is from a satelite (which most of my orbital bombardment satelites are falling apart anyways).

IC:
One lone AC-01 Pelican was flying toward the ship. It was comming in at around 130kmph. The back hatch opened up and a rope was lowered out of it. Three men hooked a solid metal line up to the rope and as the Pelican hovered over the ship, the men repeled down. When they touched down on the deck the went into their defensive posture, looking around for anyone that might be a threat. After they made sure that there wasn't anything threatening, one tapped a button on this wrist 3 times. Then a man in a black tuxedo clipped a line to the rope and repelled down. He did it slowly while the Pelican hovered above the deck of the ship.

Once the man touched down, the three guards hooked their line back up to the rope and were picked up swiftly by the rope back towards the Pelican, which then sped off and started to gain altitude, heading back to it's point of origin. The man was roughly 6'5" tall and 240 lbs. He was brown haired and brown eyed and was extremely well built, from what could be told through his tuxedo. He walked toward the main hatch of the ship but stopped to talk to the Captain.

Man: "My name is Mr. Alexander Batista. I'll be the Representitve for the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom for these talks. Might I tell you though that if anyone tries to physically harm me, i am trained in over 15 different kinds of marital arts and defensive techniques."

He then turned swiftly and walked into the main hatch of the ship...

OOC: Pissiantia have you not had the time to respond or am I being ignored, ICly because you’ve spoken to me out of characterly. I only ask because I wanted to ensure that you were fine with the progress so far because my next post will be my ships in your ports

OOC: Yes, I am quite fine with progress thusfar, and you may continue as you wish.

The NSAA rep walks over to the Shazbotdom rep: "Good afternoon, Mr. Batista. I'm Lieutenant Briggs, the NSAA representative for these talks. can I have a quiet word with you, about the CIN's position at these talks."

OOC: just pissantia and otares we're waiting on now right...
and shaz, check your TGs.

The Admiral greets the new arivals, smirking slightly at the entrance of the Shazbotdom Representitive. " if you would like i can take anyone who wants to, to the lounge. The rest will have to find a map." He then start whistling as he heads inside.

-snip- OOC: and shaz, check your TGs.-snip-
OOC:
Check your TG's

IC:
Batista looked at him. "Sure, lets go over here and chat."

Leopold Starks V, anxious to undo the damage of his father, arrives on the ship as Nivek's representative.

A short man walks up to Starks, "hello, the Admiral is in the lounge with the other guests. if you would like, i can take you."

IC:
Mr. Batista stands in a corner of the room while watching the other deligates mingle with eachother. He takes a few sips from his rather large mug of hot cocoa. He is not just standing there watching them, he is studying them. Their gestures, their movements, what they say and how they say it. He is studying their non-verbal gestures to learn more about their manerisms before he could enter open negotiations with them. He wanted to know more about them than they knew about themselves and this was one of the best ways to figure it out that he ever could figure out.

(OOC: hem hem, briggs is a woman, shaz...)

IC: Lieutenant Briggs takes to the corner opposite Batista, and listens unobtrusively to the conversation of the other represenatives.

IC: Lieutenant Briggs takes to the corner opposite Batista, and listens unobtrusively to the conversation of the other represenatives.

IC:
Batista continues to look around. He continues to looks between several of the deligates, most notibly the Otares, Pissantia and Prairie du sac representitives. He glances back over at the Prairie du sac representitive and then turns and walks toward Briggs. When he gets to her he says, "What do you think of the Prairie du sac representitive? Their whole country seems a little 'loose' to me. Their military has no meaning of 'honor' or 'courage'. I doubt that they have been in any real battles, or one any for that matter."

"yes, they do seem at least a bit sloppy to me. I'm thinking that if he keeps on this way, he may not be able to keep control of the meeting. We shall have to see." The lieutenant hands a note to Batista
she's keeping it out of the line of sight of any security cameras that might be around, and the ship's crew, and handing it over in an unobtrusive manner...
OOC: shaz, another TG...

OOC:
NSAA, Check TG's. Also, I'm headin to work for 3 hours. Be back after work.

OOC:read...
still waiting for anything much to happen...

Mr. Bancroft turns to the admiral and says, "I like your style, old sport. You seem to know what's important in life." He adds with a grin, "this is going just swimmingly, don't you think? So much being accomplished. Is there some sort of way we're going to kick this off?"

IC:
Batista looks around but then hears something. He puts his hand to his ear and listens to a message sent to him from Shazbotdom Command. It came in on a 512 bit encripted secure line direct from the MSF Biginton.


Secret IC:
"Mr. Batista, this is Galen in Shaz City. I want you to be on high aleart. Rumor has it that someone at that conference wants to attempt to take you down. Be careful. If needed, the AC-01 is standing by to pick you up. It is at 55,000 feet ready to head toward the water for pickup. Galen out."

The Admiral sighs a bit as if he thinks his current demenor wouldn't last long. "Well we were sort of on a roaming leave, patrolling the seas. but then HQ called and said that there was need of some mediator and it just so happened that he was on our boat. but enough of history, back to your question. There will be a small party set at 7:30 to introduce you to the rest of the crew and then we deliberate."

OOC:
Will check back later tonight. Around 10pm or so. Maybe later.

if we have nothing else left to do, do you want to time-jump to 7 30 now?

At about this time the Otariet fleet launched helicpoters towards the docks. Racing towards the key areas of control the whirly birds ejected twenty men each. With this forward spasm the Otariet soldiers raced towards their objectives; the gate to the docks where the freighters were headed, the loading cranes, the guard house, adjacent warehouses, the docks themselves, and the foreman’s office.

The troops seemed nervous and very few of them knew anything other than their mother tongue. Officers and specially trained translators spoke to the dock workers in warm, but gruff, accents. They explained in calm tones that the men were here to secure the dock and make sure that the Otariet freighters made it in safely. Co-operative workers were unharmed and a mood of general easiness was most common. If dock workers were belligerent they were asked to leave and an Otariet techie took over.

At the dock foreman’s office the expedition leader came in to announce himself.
“Ah good afternoon comrade. My name Royal Lieutenant Erik Frakheim. You will be excusing my English this is the first official government excursion from Greater Otares in a few centuries.
“Your dock will be allowed to continue operations of course, we are just here to secure it and commandeer some. We need to put troops into the city and begin fortifying it. The city that it.”

No sooner had he said that then another series of helicopters raced over his head towards the local airfield, the municipal government centre, and the hospital. Each squad there intent on securing the area and bringing it under Otariet prevue so that they could more efficiently prepare the city in case of attack.

Across the great expanses of ocean the airbases of Otariet were buzzing with activity. Cargo planes of all sorts and nature were lifting off from their airfields and meeting in formation in the skies en route to Pissantia. The shadow cast upon the ground from the heavy planes was enormous and the sheer vibration from so many engines would deafen anyone who was not wearing protection.

The formation was escorted by a light interceptor force. With hard slots turned for extra fuel the planes were no where near top fighting form, but far from toothless. The entire formation moved very slowly for fuel conservation purposes, and more importantly to setup timing for what was going to be a very compact airport. The first planes down would be the most crowded, with some coming in literally on the tails of others. In fact special braking systems were installed so that more could fit onto a shorter runway. When they arrived the air train would look almost comical as the ones in the rear raced towards the tails of their immediate leader.

Inside the capital building the crown prince strode from the cafeteria back towards his office. It always bothered his servants that he ate like someone of low birth but he never had time for stately dinners every supper. Even now as he walked and chewed his club sandwich his eyes bore holes into mobilization reports and tactical projections.
“Majesty.” His thoughts were punctuated by the exclamation of his title. Looking up at that woman who had just interrupted him he nodded.
“Yes Secretart?”
“The planes are leaving now, we still don’t have confirmation on the airport though.” The prince nodded and swallowed pointing to the report in his hand.
“So I see. When can we expect that and how long before the planes are at the point of no return?” The Secretart fell into stride beside the prince as she continued.
“The men are on the docks now and the reaction there should be a good litmus test for the reaction at the airport. They have a few hours before no return to secure the landing strip. Majesty, what there is trouble at the airport?”
“They want us there.”
“And if they change their minds?”
“We’re not there yet.”
“Yes Majesty.”
“Anything else?”
“Well yes Majesty there was a few things.”
“Proceed.”
“The Pissantia government has been strangely quiet, our ships did not even get a radio on the route in. We also lack information on the status of the border. Tactical is requesting some intel, we might be getting ourselves into something too big to handle.”
“What would you recommend?”
“Well the best intel would be gotten on the ground but putting troops into the area might inflame the situation. I think the most and the least we can do right now is some overhead.”
“Spy planes?”
“Yes Majesty.”
“Do it, and setup some flights over Nivek n Pals. I want to see what the foreign armies are doing.”
“Yes Majesty, though I must point out that there is a good possibility of being spotted with that much hardware there.”
“Will the pilots be at risk?”
“Some but the high speed and high altitude nature of the planes will keep it out of all but the best air defence range. The pictures won’t be as good there, since it will be much higher up.”
“Do it anyway, the intel kids can work on cleaning them up after the fact.”
“Yes Majesty. There is also the matter of a negotiation taking place on a foreign ship in theatre.”
“Oh the Prairie du sac overture you mean?”
“Yes Majesty.”
“Have they started asking for us by name yet?”
“No Majesty but…”
“Then we will continue to be silent. We can blame it on a communication failure because we are currently involved in shoring up the defenses of Pissantia, we have no quarrel with Nivek n Pals.”
“That is rather blatant Majesty.”
“They will know exactly what we are doing yes but if they have any diplomatic couth they won’t call us on it. We need more time to set up in Pissantia.”
“Yes Majesty.”
“I see a lot of pessimistic estimates in my reports here. How long will it take to fortify the city if there are no gaffs between our people and the Pissantians?”
“Well Majesty they’re foreigners and cannot be trusted, so obviously no estimate like that was included.”
“I think you misread the situation because of your bias. I hope the troops take better to their sensitivity training than you.”
Yes Majesty, my apologies. Should the Pissantians allow us to proceed with no hindrance the city will be a fortress in less than two days. We can at that time begin securing other locations across the country.”
“Good. Ah here’s is my office, good day Secretart.”
“Yes majesty.”

(OOC: If someone would mind to toss up a map that would be great. And anyone who has a presence in the area will be able to possibly pick out the spy planes. Limited stealthing its main goal is to be a high altitude high speed plane. It is very unlikely you could shoot it down but we will see if you choose to go that route. It will be giving armed forces a respectful distance to be sure.)

OOC: I would think again. I have spy satelites plus sub orbital fighter craft that could pick up, and take down, spy planes. Although unless you try and send them over my nation, i won't touch the spy planes.

SECRET IC:
Galen looked at the latest intel reports. This was a very disturbing situation that he was reading over. Otares was moving troops through a small section of the countryside in Pissant. He walked over to the monitor with an image from a super-zoom live action camera on SpySat 15. These guys are nervious. I can tell by their movements. They are being too cautious and that might cost them everything, including their lives. He then walked over to a diagram of the space around earth. Looking at it for a few minutes, he was formulating a plan for what was to be done.

Galen: "Move SpySats 15 through 18 to coordinates around the perimiter of Otares. I want a view of their nation from every side." He then walked over to his chair. "And tell the commander of the Biginton that he is to prepare the patrol ships to take down any craft that looks like it will take hostile actions."

The radioman nodded at Galen and then punched in a code. Shazbotdom used one of the best encrypton methods that had been created and the code was to make sure that no one outside the complex would hear it.

Radioman: "Commander of MSF Biginton, Orders are to prepare patrol ships. Take down any craft, be it from Otares or Pissant, that looks like it will start hostile operations on any assets belonging to the Empire or Nivek n Pals."

Hawthorn: "Rodger that Command. I'll relay those orders to the craft surrounding my ship."

IC:
Mr. Batista walked around the room watching the gestures of the people. While he was reading their body language, ht was also trying to figure out which direction these peace talks would take. But he was sure that he would have to stick to his guns and ensure the saftey of the People of Nivek n Pals. He walked over to the couch and sat down, pulling out his laptop from it's case (he'd been carrying it all this time) and turned it on. He began to type up his oppinions on various people here at the conference. The specialized screen and sunglasses that he wore made it so that the screen was only visable through the sunglasses that he was wearing. This made it impossible for anyone else to see what he was typing.

SECRET IC:
Message to Galen:
These dignitaries, especially the one from Prarie Du Sac, seem extremely 'loose'. They don't give a damn what really happens to the people of Nivek n Pals and will sign over the nation to the warmongerers in a heartbeat. The only ones who care about the soverignty of Nivek n Pals is our close allies from No State At All. I've been talking to her a little bit and she wants to help defend Nivek n Pals soverignty as much as we do. I'll keep you informed as to the progress of the talks as the days go on. Although i do believe that we should prepare a defensive force just in case Pissantia does initiate a full blown invasion. We must not underestimate the stupidity of these people.

ooc: OK LETS TIME JUMP

IC: A small chime could be heard throughout the lounge. The admiral turned to his guests. "Hello and welcome again. That chime you just heard is to signify that the party is ready. let us proceed to the ballroom." The admiral left the room humming a small tune as he went.


Out side the range of the PDSS Freedom lurked several new contacts, an aircraft carrier was following The battleship infront of it. On either side of the battle ship was a frigate. The PDSS Nest stoped abruptly, the battleship following suit.
"sir, there seems to be several contacts around our target."
"Damn some sort of hippie protectorate nation trying to give asistance. Corpral Look at those ships and see where they came from."
"yes sir. Uh sir you should see this."
Admiral Clauze walked over to the observations screen.
"Those traitors, the changed the name on the side of there ship."
"Well sir thats not what i meant." The Corpral points to the other ships on screen.
" theres at least 5 different nations there. What the hell is going on? hail the closest ship"


To: Otares ship

This is Admiral Clauze, what our you doing around that ship?

The Admiral presses a small button on the pannel. "PDSS Blackstrike give them 30 minutes then open fire on the so called Freedom"

OOC: what the? er, using my spy sats, whats with the new contacts?

IC: The NSAA Lieutenant offers her arm to the Shazbotdom representative...

Meanwhile, a single SE-2 (new model, VERY STEALTHY) arrives over pissantia and wanders around, scanning with its passive sensors for military buildups.
(built with carbon nanotubes, and VERY stealthy, you really aint about to pick these up without something special in the way of sensors, for more info on it, see my storefront (see the sig))

At NSAA area command, at 55th legion temporary base, nivek n pals:
"Sir, our naval boys report that they have yet more possible hostile contacts nearing the meeting vessel."
"hmm. warn those ships away, if they dont turn, put a wing of fighters onto them, if they still dont turn around, send 'em to see davy."
"aye sir."

----open radio signal----
This is the NSAA navy. unknown vessels at co-ordinates **********, you are nearing the location of a neutral meeting vessel, at co-ordinates **********, do not approach them or we shall be forced to assume you are breaching that ship's neutrality, and fire on you.
----message ends----

OOC:
This will probably be my last post for the night.

IC:
Mr. Batista packs up his laptop and then stands up and takes the NSAA Lutenants arm using his and walks with her to the Ballroom.

Batista: "So. Where about in No State At All are you from? Myself, I am from one of the Colonies of Shazbotdom, Halnara. I was born and raised in the city of Cle in the Colony of Bolrasha, but i moved to Shaz City a few years ago because of my new position as a diplomat."

Suddenly he heard something, it was another message comming from Galen. He used his free hand to cover up the reciever so that no one could hear it.

Secret IC:
Audio Message
We have moved the USS Alerus into the area. It will be stationary 2 kilometers away from the ship your on for extraction purposes. Galen out.

snip

(OOC: I did not mean to imply that the planes were untouchable in any sense. I merely meant that the likely hood of a standard armed detachment taking them down is unlikely.

As for the orbital fighters… yea you probably have a good chance. The planes are designed to outrun stuff with counter measure assistance not engage. And no only Nivek n Pals and the area around the fleets will be surveyed, we won’t be so stupid as to bring your homeland into this.

As for the satellites you are putting over my nation. What are you looking for specifically it is a big nation. I will however elaborate once you’ve made it clear (or do you just want to see the home side mobilizations so you have a reason to act in advance, i.e. know what I am saying in my posts icly.)

snip

(OOC: I am not sure what exactly you’re trying to say here… What targets, which battleship, Who’s ship is freedom?

Sorry I will read again but I am pretty lost.)

Secret IC:

Noland Friers, Chief of Staff, paced nervously back and forth.

"Sir, with all due respect, you can't possibly intend to go through with this. We haven't the resources to take on the forces arrayed against us."

The Great Leader of Pissantia relaxed comfortably in his plush reclining chair, his feet on his desk. "Noland, I've known you a long time. I consider you a good friend. I ask that you trust that I know what I'm doing." His tone was calm, yet slightly threatening.

"This is suicide! We have no proper military forces! We have...cops!"

The Leader lit a cigar, and took a few leisurely puffs. "Noland, I respect your opinion, and I hope it will not come to a need to invade. We must explain to them why our actions have in fact been perfectly legal. Frankly, I didn't expect such fierce opposition on behalf of so tiny a nation. Have the talks begun?"

Noland spun a large globe in the corner of the Presidential Office as he spoke. "Nothing meaningful yet. It appears there are interlopers in the vicinity of the meeting, though. Most unnerving."

The Great Leader gave a chuckle, and poured Noland a glass of brandy. "You need to relax, friend. This will all be fine. Send word to Drake, he needs to get the ball rolling soon."

"Yes, sir. And what of the Otariets?"

"Goodness, they are here? Lemme on the speakers."
Noland flipped the switch giving the president a direct line into the national speaker system.

"Good evening Pissantia!" The President's tone was warm and folksy, the tone of an outsider that made him so popular with the people, and had allowed his sweeping consolidation of power. "I just wanted to let you know that our friends from Otares have arrived, ready to defend us if necessary. Let us all give them a warm and thankful welcome, for it with their help that we and our children can sleep soundly in the coming days. To all Otariets that can hear me, I say: Thank you, for your help and friendship! You have full access to anything you may need; any citizen will be glad to assist you should you need it. Good night, and again, thank you."

Leopold Starks V, the Nivek ambassador, taps his foot impatiently as his outdated computer connects to the Internet. He checks his e-mail and recites it to the delegation:

From: President Nivek
To: Leopold Starks V

Dude,
We just found a uranium deposit and have already begun processing the materials necessary for nuclear weapons. Respectfully tell the delegation that should anyone invade our borders, we'll take every one of the bastards with us as we fight to the last man. Meanwhile, the Ministry has begun arming the youth (babies included) should an insurgency be deemed necessary. Reiterate the fact that we will die for our liberty.
Presidentially Yours,
President Nivek

Drake Bancroft heard over his earpiece that he needed to "get the ball rolling" not a moment too soon.
"I hope we can all see," said Bancroft rising from his seat and adjusting his collar, "That Nivek is an utterly irrational, paranoid, and belligerent man, and not fit to lead a nation." He held up a piece of paper. "I have here a copy of the treaty that an authorized representative of Nivek n Pals has signed. In it, Nivek n Pals recognizes itself as a province of the Empire of Pissantia, with all of the representation and respect that that entails.
"I urge you, Mr. Starks, to consider the safety of the people of Nivek n Pals, and of the innocent civilians in all nations involved in this conflict. I urge you to accept the treaty that your nation has signed to."

OOC:
Got on one last time before i gotta sleep.

SECRET IC:
Galen was awakened from his slumber by an aleart sound. He got up and quickly dressed in the closest outfit he could find. This was a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He stumbled in the dark to his door and opened it. Red lights were going on all around the palace. Still groggy, Galen stumbled down the hallway toward the elevator. He ran into several secretaries before he got to the elevator. He pushed the button to let the elevator know that he wanted to go down. As he passed the main floor, heading toward the bunker below the building, he heard a large door close above him. Must be the emergency bunker hatch. Something big is going down.

As he stepped off of the elevator into the situation room of the bunker, he noticed that satelite imagry was zoomed in on something. He walked toward the front of the room before he noticed what it was. A uranium mine. "What the fuck is going on?" he asked in a demanding voice. Everyone turned around, like they didn't expect him to be there. Someone finally spoke up.

"Sir, we have reports that the government of Nivek n Pals has begun mining uranium. We are unsure as to what their intentions are but we feel that they might use the deposits to create Nuclear Weapory. We believe that they will create WMD's."

Galen looked at the satelite imagry again. God dammit. Not this shit again, he thought to himself. "What is the status on their economy?" he asked.

"Currently it stands at a 'Good' rating sir. Although with their current budgets, i doubt that they will be able to make WMD's without putting their nation into more of a Depression than the old United States did back in the 1920's."

Galen then paced back and forth, formulating something in his head. What to do. What the fuck to do. He couldn't think of anything at the moment. He walked over to the monitor and then turned around. "I want a full report on this at 0800. In the mean time, I am going to bed. I want you to wait about notifing Alexander about what is going on. We want to make sure about what is going on before we jump to an conclusions."

"Yes, Sir."

IC:
Alexander Batista stood there, listening to the E-Mail and realized that this was a far worse conflict than what he had first thought. He turned his head toward the NSAA representitive and then back at the Nivek n Pals representitive. He dropped his head in sorrow but then looked up when he caught himself doing it. I need to remain strong in this, he thought to himself. I must ensure that peace is the only thing that maintains in these talks. WMD's or no WMD's, I will keep my composure.

OOC:
Nivek n Pals. Might i also point out that with your economy currently as is, and your Defence Budget as is, producing WMD's will put your nation into a huge debt. One Nuke alone costs around 1 Billion and your defence budget is just under 1.5 billion. I would take that into consideration before you do something that will harm your country more than help it.

OOC: let us explain shall we.

1. 4 new ships have entered the waters all belonging to my nation. including the battle ship i refered to.

2. The Freedom is the ship your delegates are now on.

3. Replying time is up.

IC: "give them a warning shot over there bow." shouted Admiral Clauze " waiting time is up."

A loud explosion rocked the ship. "good god whats happening" shouted the admiral over the screams.
A man ran into the room. "sir it looks like they have caught up with us."

"shit, don't they know we have diplomats. were we hit?"

" no sir, that was a warning shot it seems, but the crew is prety shaken up. some even started making white flags till i yelled at them."

" alright get some comunication to our pursuers of our current cargo and bring all hands to prepare the life boats."

"yes sir" The man ran back out the room.

OOC:
Let me explain...
1. I have one person on board and he arrived via aircraft.
2. The only ship i have in the area is a submarine and it is sitting stationary. Your sonar, active or passive, cannot see it.


SECRET IC:
The AC-01 designated to pick up Batista saw the shot from it's distance. It then sent a radio message to Shazbotdom Command and Batista.


IC:
The ship shook slightly as the blast happened off the ship. Bastista looked around and grabbed the NSAA representitve and took off with her to the deck of the ship.

OOC:
1. well they dont know that.
2. well good for you, clap clap

IC: "sir, the freedom has sent us something"
" don't call it that."
"sorry sir"
"what was the transmission?"
" it seems they have some foreign diplomats on board."
"ahh well played admiral, well played. Get the R.A.T.S onto that ship to secure the diplomats."
"yes sir."

Within minutes the 2 helicopters, holding 20 men total, were in the air heading towards the freedom.

As the helecopters hoverd above the ship the men slid down a rope onto the dock. two men with riffles drawn ran toward Batista and the woman. "halt, on the ground. we are here to remove you from this traitorus ship."

SECRET IC:
SCENE: AC-01 above Deligation Ship
The AC-01 began to make it's decent then it noticed the Helecopters heading toward the ship with the diplomatic part on board. It stopped and started to circle the area. As it stayed there, it opened an audio channel to Batista on board the ship.

Batista: "What is it?"

Pilot: "We have noticed 2, counting 2 Helo's inbound on your position. They look like Transport ships, carrying approximatly 17, if not more, troops."

Batista: "I noticed them also. Notify SMC and Galen as soon as you can."

Pilot: "Rodger that. Over and out."

The pilot then sent a message directly to the situation room.

SCENE: Situation Room in underground bunker
Galen hadn't left yet. The message came in just as he was stepping into the Elevator.

"Sir, we have report from the AC-01 that is tasked with picking up Batista. They report that they have spotted Helo's inbound on the deligation ship."

Galen then stopped and turned around. He walked up to the satelite and switched it to SpySat 56, the one above the ship. "Do we know who these people are and what they want?"

"No, sir. But by the looks of the ships, it looks like they are from Prairie du sac. Although i don't understand why they would be attacking their own ship. Your orders sir?"

Galen then turned and walked toward the communications consol. "I'll try and open talks with the leadership of Prairie du sac to see just what the fuck is going on here. I want this room silent. Turn off that alarm."

The alarm then shut off. Galen picked up the red phone and spoke. "Switchboard. I want a direct line to the leadership of the Nation of Prairie du sac and i wanted it 3 minutes ago!"

He then suddenly heard a ringing.

IC:
Alexander Batista looked at them. He noticed that they were scrawny compared to him. He looked around him to see if there were any more of these rent-a-troops around.

"I am Mr. Alexander Batista. I have Level 10 Diplomatic Immunity. If you touch me, it will be considered an Act of War against the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom, her Colonies and Allies. Unless you want armies of millions comming down upon you, you will leave me and my friend here be."

Using the subvocal transmitter implanted in his throat, Bancroft radioed back to the Leader a message of Urgency Class Vermillion:

It seems that some Praire du Sac Troops have attacked their own ship. It appears that the commanding admiral of this ship is some sort of traitor. Will report as developments occur.

"It seems that there has been a bit of an interruption to our negotiations. Would it be alright if I stepped outside for a smoke as this is settled?" He drew a marijuana joint from the case inside his jacket pocket and made for the door.

The troops seemed to relax a bit once they realized that the Pissantians were not going to be any trouble. The air traffic from the sea doubled as every available helicopter began transporting to shore, not just the most capable. First infantry and then techies Otariet soldiers filled the streets and immediately began work.

SAM sites were setup in every open space and some on top of skyscrapers. Prefab coastal fortifications were put down as well. Large intersections had indentations dug into their centres, making makeshift traffic rotaries; the centre of which supported a sandbagged position. And littering the surrounding area of the city frames of what were soon to be fire bases began reaching skyward.

As amazing as the Otariet progress was it increased in speed once again as the freighters unloaded the heavier supplies and machinery via dock crane; now with rail laying machines, bulldozers, and cranes of their own real work began. Reinforced rail lines were put down and bunkers as well. Beyond the simple construction apparatus the armed personal streamed off in droves, most chanting in tune to what one could only guess was a very patriotic tune in the Otariet language. By the time all of the freighters were unloaded more than a quarter of a million men, ten thousand main battle tanks, five thousand lighter tank models, thirty thousand pieces of light artillery, eight hundred fifty pieces of heavy artillery, five hundred fifty mobile missile launchers, nearly ninety thousand jeeps, nearly thirteen thousand APCs, and the command and support structure to field it all had rolled down the ramps. With the contents of the freighters now known it would be easy for anyone to see from orbit that the Otariet armed forces had made their first successful foothold in a foreign nation.

(OOC: Shazbotdom’s because of you satellites I figured you deserved a heads up… just trying to be a good sport with showing my motions on the other side of things.)
Perhaps more interesting to those who had the means to know was that the Otariet ports back in Greater Otares were alive with the bustle of what appeared to be another convoy. Best estimates would put the convoy into Pissantian waters within two days and while the loading area was not conducive to sig-int observations due to the camo-netting it appeared as though a force of similar size would be on these ships too. Of note though was the dormant jet fighters that were being loaded into the ships. These fighters appeared to be of two main builds, one an obvious heavy strike fighter while the other a sleek interceptor. Crated with little adieu the planes were added to the milieu of other packaging marked for the Pissantian theatre.

OOC: dude, nukes are a dumb-ass thing for anyone to have, really...

IC:
"yes, and I am a representative from No_State_At_All, again, attacking me will be considered an act of war."

(OOC: not that thats not happened already... radio warning ring a bell?)

from the command post:

"shit! sir, the new naval units fired on the meeting ship."
"What the hell do they think they're doing? Sink 'em."
"Aye sir. [picks up radio mike] Chaos flight, you are cleared to fire."

At sea, a Chaos flight, a wing of 10 Tornado-2 fighters, swung about to head for the new PDS ships, locked targets, and fired off a wave of 2 harpoon anti-shipping missiles each, concentrating on the carrier.

"sir inbound fighters"

"god damn them. relay this message to them and there comand ship."

"aye, sir"

To. NSAA fighters and ships.

this does not concern you. your diplomats will be returned unharmed if they cooperate. But the ship they are currently on are traitors to our nation and villians of horible crimes. there admiral is wanted for the murder of two of his men.

One of the men taped the side of his head while the other contiued talking. " alright, take them back to the ship" at this moment shots could be heard in the distance and another man, larger than the first two came up behind Batista. "time to go."


Admiral Cruz pulled out a small pistol. "alright diplomats" he starts waving his gun at the people inside the room. "it seems we have some company" The doors slam shut as ten more people enter the room armed with assault riffles. "you are now my hostages enjoy" The admiral goes back to talking with Mr. Bancroft.

Briggs appears to be aquiescing (sp), but then leaps at the nearest gun-holding bad guy and uses her martial arts training to drop him and take the gun...

----open radio message----
We do not care, that ship has diplomatic immunity, which you just breached by firing on and boarding it. if and when you break off and leave the area, we will cease our attacks on you.
After the conference is resolved, we will allow you to resolve the prior situation.
----message ends----

IC:
Batista spins around, slapping the gun out of the mans hand then pulls a knife out of his pocket, grabbing the man and spinning him around so that his back is facing Batista and his front is facing the other 2 rent-a-troops. The knife has now been placed across the larger rent-a-troops throat, pushing against it, ready to slice it open.

"I warned you. Now you will listen to ME. Touch me or the girl and this man loses his head, understood?"

Mr. Bancroft assessed the situation through reddened eyes. Most ridiculous negotiaions ever, he thought.
"Admiral, if that is your real title, do you mind explaining what is going on?"

The closest man shot her in the arm then leg imobilizing her. " kill him" said one of the smaller troops. "he let his gaurd down. we have no use for weakness" a doctor ran up and carried away the NSAA representitive. but Mr.batista soon looses conscience from the small dart in his arm. The man kicks the man on the ground. "stupid foreigner, didn't even watch the doctor."


The admiral looks at Mr. Bancroft. "well were sort of runaways if you will. mutiners."

To: NSAA ships

That ship lost any form of imunity when it became a stolen vessle and when the crew on board killed two officers and left four others in the middle of the ocean. it belongs to no country. and it is using your nation and the other nations as sheilds.

"go to red alert on all ships and prep the fighters."

SECRET IC:
Galen was called over to the Medical station. As he walked over, he noticed that the medical tech was nervious. He quickened his pace and almost tripped over a data cable. He cursed slightly but continued. When he arrived over at the medical station, he looked down at the readout. "What the fuck is going on?"

"Sir. It seems as something has knocekd Mr Batista out. It could be a tranquilizer or he was shot with a bullet."

"But wouldn't a bullet cause a sudden jump in his readings before they went down?" Galen asked.

"Yes, Sir. So i am ruling it as a seditive."

"Thats fucking it. Comunications, get me the MSF Biginton on the phone. I want a strike team to attack those goddamn ships that the Helecopters came from. I'm dispatching a message."

"Understood, sir."


***OPEN IMPERIAL PROCLIMATION***

We have noticed by the medical readouts from Mr. Batista that he has been tranquilized. Now, per Article 5 of the Shazbotdom Constitution, this assault against a member of the Shazbotdom Diplomatic Corps is considered an Act of War against the Pure Socalist Holy Empire and her colonies. We are preparing to launch an assault against the naval vehicles that have so blatantly harmed our Diplomat. Unless Mr. Batista is returned to the position of which he was taken (i mean right on the damned deck of the ship, the exact same square inch), those ships will be gone.

This is the first as well as the goddamn last warning that I will send on this. The strike group will be there in T Minus 15 minutes, so you have 14 minutes to reply.

"dammit what the hell is going on. they arent suppose to be shooting diplomats. get me the squad leader."

"Yes sir"

"This is black one whats up."
"whats with the shooting and knocking people out."
"Sir, two of the diplomats took hostile actions towards our men. one has a broken collar bone. and the other was held at knife point."
"Right i will relay that to our agressors. what is the situation with the other diplomats?"
"the whole ship is secure except for the bridge and the ballroom. we suspect the diplomats our now hostages."
"ok. Nest out."

To: shazbotdom ships

We have video proof that your diplomat atacked my men first. he was sedated for his own good aswell because there seems to be a hostage situation. If you look at the medicle readouts i am sure you will find a spike of adrenilin right before his unconsciousness. We also know that you have a helecopter over that ship. if it lands it may remove your diplomat and his partner.

IC:
***OFFICIAL REPLY***

Under UN Code, he has full authority to defend himself against people attempting to remove him from wherever he stands. He was fully in the right for defending himself against a group of thugs who attempted to take him into custody. He told your men not to touch him and one did, thus whatever he does is self-defence and will be seen as that in the eues of the international communigy. Return him to the spot he was in or you will be fired upon.



SECRET IC:
The flight group of 10 SA 32A Thunderbolts were on final approach to the target area. They had their fusion missile and railguns powered up and armed. The pilot of the lead Thunderbolt checked his insturments and then opened up a secure channel to Command. "This is Alpha three two seven to Shazbotdom Command. En Route to Sector Zero Zero Five Four. ETA to target 4 minutes."

The radio crackled for a second before the reply came. "Rodger that Alpha 327. You are code 4."

The flight group spun sligtly and banked their decent quicker. Making sure that they would be at optimal speed when they launched their fusion missiles. It would ensuer that the missiles were on approach to their targets at almost 1.5 times their maximum top speed. Which would put them almost past Mach 2.

OOC: PDS, my missiles are inbound on your ships already, reply on that one please...

IC: the NSAA helicopters swept in on the meeting ship and went into a hover, the gunships setting their targeting systems to pick out any hostile airborne forces while the pilot of the transport got on the loudspeaker:
"Attention, attention, this is the NSAA airforce, all members of the boarding party will drop their weapons and surrender immediatly. we will be boarding the meeting vessel to extract our and any allied diplomats that wish to leave, any resistance will be wiped out."
The transport then moved in to position above Briggs, and a team of 8 marines fast-roped down onto the deck, while the gunships aimed their gun turrets at any visible boarding-party members who had not dropped their guns...

IC:
The flight group just notices the group of naval vessels and sees that they are from the Nation of Prairie du sac. Noticing that the ships were not leaving the area, the lead SA-32 checked his insturments and then watched as his computer locked onto the lead PDS vessel. While checking to makre sure that he had the best possible lock, he switched his radio on and said a short but swee message to the rest of the flight group under his command. "Drop a load on them boys," he said to them.

Each SA-32 launched 2 Fusion missiles out of the missile launchers toward the Enemy fleet. After the missiles were cleared, they turned to prep for another run.



OOC:
Prairie du sac, Post Losses/Damages

The missles struck the battleships bridge and top deck. they then drop two decks below where they explode.

"sir the Blackstrike is hit. major damage. its going down. any men left are already abandoning ship"
"Get this message to the motherland"
we are under fire from some trigger happy nations request back up. we have already lost the Blackstrike
"whats the report on the damage we took?"
"sir were flooding in the back slightly enough to lift the front of our ship 2 centameters."

OOC: your diplomat is inside the ship. there is no acsessing her directly with a helecopter. She was draged inside by the doctor after whe was shot.

IC: The men on the deck stood fast. even though there were only 3 of them. one pulled out a bullhorn. "you are tresspassing on a vessle of Prairie du sac, drop your wepons or we stop administering health services to your diplomat and she becomes a prisoner of war"

***OFFICIAL IMPERIAL PROCLIMATION***
To: All Nations Involved
From: Emperor Galen Q. Leotardia

I have just recieved confirmation thart our missiles have indeed striked a blow at the Prarie du sac ships that have kidnapped our Deligate. Before the SA-32A's make their second round, i am giving the leadership fo Prarie du sac one last chance to stop this illegal assault upon the deligates from all the nations. I will delay the second wave of attack a total of 15 minues, but then will authorize the attack. If our people are returned to the deligation ship before those 15 minutes are up then we will call off our attack until such a time as we see fit.

I have also just got off of a long phone conversation with our friends at the Union of Soviet Socialist Republic and they will lend their unofficial support to the Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom if this conflict continues. I doubt that Prarie du sac and Pissantia want KGB Agents, RAFA Soldiers and Dystorium doctors goosestepping down the streats of their capital cities. I suggest that this whole conflict ceases and that the nation of Nivek n Pals be returned to it's rightful government before the joint forces of Shazbotdom and the USSR take down the Nations of Pissantia and Prarie du sac.

OOC: he are still on the deligation ship. he was never removed.

OFFICIAL STATEMENT

WE, IT SEEMS ARE AT WAR. THE NATION OF SHAZBOTDOM SEEMS TO MISUNDERSTAND THE SITUATION AND AS SUCH IS MAKING BAD DECISIONS. THEY ARE CLAIMING THAT WE HAVE REMOVED SOMEONE FROM ONE OF OUR SHIPS THAT WE HAVEN'T. THAT ONE OF THERE AGENTS HAD THE RIGHT TO ASSAULT HIS OWN ESCORT OF THAT SHIP AS IT WAS UNDER CONTROL OF TERRORISTS. AND NOW THEY HAVE STRUCK AT OUR SHIP. WE ALSO SEEM TO BE IN SOME CONFLICT WITH NSAA AS THEY HAVE ALSO ATACKED A SHIP UNER FALSE PRETENSES. THEY CLAIM WE HAVE BREACHED SOME SORT OF IMUNITY ON ONE OF OUR OWN SHIPS. THEY CLAIM THAT UNDER THAT BREACH OF IMUNITY THEY HAVE THE RIGHT TO ASSAULT ONE OF OUR SHIPS. IF PUSH REALY DOES COME TO SHOVE AND THESE HOT HEADED NATIONS DO NOT BACKDOWN ON THE ATACKS WE WILL BE FORCED TO CALL IN ALLIES.

Admiral Cruz walks around the room chating with the various guests.

(OOC: Hmm, I just realized that I was misspelling my own character’s title. I am not going to go back through it but forgive me please.)

The crown prince looked down at the reports he was receiving. With wide wild eyes his
gaze snapped back up to the Secretariat of Defense. Looking back down at what was put in front of him and then back up to the Secretariat he gave her an incredulous look, his mouth coming agape. Closing it and trying once again to speak through his disbelief the prince was only able to let out a strangle.
“Ah.” Closing his mouth again, his eyes too this time, he tried to shake the insanity clear from his perception. Unfortunately the prince the report was unchanged when he reopened his yes. Taking a deep breath he began to apply some semblance of order to what, to him, appeared to be sheer lunacy.
“Okay, please let me get this straight. The conference on the PDS ship was not authorized by the government of Prairie du Sac. PDS then used a spec ops squad to reestablish control over the ship in question.”
“Yes majesty.”
“And no one on the squad had any inkling of a lick of a wisp of knowledge about international relations, because they showed no deference to the special status of diplomats.”
“So it seems majesty.”
“The ship is legitimately theirs?”
“Yes majesty.”
“Then all they would have needed to have done is inform the other governments and show respect for the diplomats in question. Dot the ‘I’s and cross the ‘t’s so to speak.”
“Yes majesty.”
“Then the diplomats, who are being impositioned beyond what protocol would allow, managed to provoke the PDS squad into harming them and instigating what is quickly becoming a war.”
“Yes majesty.”
“And the proclamation of The Pure Socialist Holy Empire of Shazbotdom?”
“It is quite rational considering the circumst…”
“I meant specifically the part about deploying assets into Pissantia.”
“Oh, of course majesty. I am not entirely sure…”
“This is going to unhinge our own plans if we are not careful.”
“Yes majesty tactical has expressed some concern that the fighting might illicit larger force commitments than expected from the other nations.”
“Damn… Damn damn DAMN!... Give me ten minutes and I will have a some messages for us all.”

Delivered by military courier to the Pissantian Executive
The situation unfolding on the ship of Prairie du Sac is tail spinning and cannot be allowed to continue. Moreover due to the incidental nature of the event your situation might become politically tied to it. This cannot be allowed to happen.

It is then the opinion of the nobility that your government must join us in a renouncement of the actions of two parties; both the supposed terrorists who hijacked the vessel in the first place AND the legitimate government of Prairie du Sac, for their handling of this situation. You must draw attention to the fact that you have been victimized by this situation too and liken your outrage to that of Shazbotdom. Despite what ever disagreements your government and Shazbotdom are currently having they do not need more ammunition to justify military action to their population.

It is imperative that diplomatic overtures are offered. The other actors in this theatre must not see you as unreasonable, despite their opinions on annexing other nations via treatise. Offer a token of support against PDS and state your willingness for negotiations of some kind to continue.

-Alark III

Announcement to the parties involved.

The Kingdom of Otares offers condemnation in the strongest language possible for those who have endangered human lives in their actions here today. It is the opinion of this government that the blame can be laid squarely on two very guilty parties.

First those mutineers who have taken control of property of the Prairie du Sac government. This treasonous behavior was compounded when these same parties took it upon themselves to feign legitimacy when there was in fact none. Their actions have caused the deaths of their countrymen in the gaff which followed their charade. To this end it is the suggestion of this government that the offended parties, all understanding the value of the rule of law, hold this party under the prevue of a joint tribunal where sweet justice can be meted out with cool heads and hard hands.

Second those in command of the endeavor to bring the aforementioned mutineers to justice. While their actions were born of good and legitimate intent they have been translated, either by circumstance or by incompetence, into a bungling of the nth degree. This government, while certain a break down exists, is not willing to lay blame precisely. To this end it is suggested that an internal review of the operation be conducted by a Prairie du Sac watchdog agency. This agency should then turn over its findings to the other governments involved so that appropriate punitive measures might be levied.

Let us not forget, however, that this incident is only related to the Pissantians by geography. While the Pissantian issue is tense and the means to do so are at hand we must not allow our passions to ruin us. Surely it can be agreed that war is the last resort and the diplomatic channels have not yet been exhausted. Do not let us stand here today and decide to throw our soldiers lives away, do not let history judge us as prone to war, or possibly favourable of it. No we must on this day, as every day, profess our preference for peace; in both words and actions.

As it is by now no secret that Otares has assets in Pissantia perhaps we can all agree to sit down in the area in question, Nivek n Pals, and re-open diplomatic talks. The Otariet government would not be so presumptuous but if the people of Nivek n Pals are willing we can run a conference on their land so that all involved can see the splendor of that which we larger governments gamble with so lightly.

Yours in a hopeful peace
- Alark III

Alark III, my men are not incompetent. They are highly trained and as such i'd trust them with my life. They atacked the diplomats in self defense only. they boarded the ship to help the diplomats because the man in control of the ship is a known murderer and slightly insane.

-Robert Lee.

I will not make any judgments about the events that have transpired without an investigation being done. I will however suggest to you that refusing to be transparent, and in this situation helpful, does not bode well; especially considering shots have already been fired.

Father above man will you not shelve your pride for the sake of international peace? I have already said that circumstances may have made history until now unavoidable but refusing amicable diplomatic overtures at this point makes you the aggressor if only by your posturing that others involved could not risk as harmless.

Is it too much to ask that bygones are left to where they were and peace be pursued? I have admitted your good intentions and the possibility of no fault on the part of your agents, what else can be asked for by a reasonable man?

- Alark III

All 5 Business owners which make up the executive branch of the Plutocracy of the Moravian Counties hereby officially offer to sell any steel, ammunition, arms, and vehicles to any side which desires it. They have also voted to remain entirely neutral, and that any violation of this neutrality shall invoke war from the entire alliance of the states of BFE.

Pride is what caused this. it is what caused that diplomat to atack my men. its what caused Nivek n Pals to claim the treaty void. and its pride that causes you to take the side of only the winning team.

- Robert Lee

I must state again that the situation of the Pissantian treaty is a separate matter, despite what slanderous harm is done to it by this debacle. More to the point however is the fact that I REFUSE to debate semantics over a telecommunications system. So I shall bring you to task once again. Will you consent to the method of dispute resolution we have proposed? Are you so wrapped up in your own righteousness that you refuse us, those who come in peace?

The ship will be returned to you, war will be averted, and the mutineers will be brought to justice under a joint tribunal. As for your men I have said nothing other than that their behaviour needs to be examined. I have implied no guilt and I have given you the ability to defend yourself. In fact you are even now limiting your own options because there is no guarantee the other parties will accept his overture because you obviously purport a bias.

Father above what is wrong with you? Can you not see that this is a good deal? Can you not see that this is the time to be waiting on the other parties with bated breath; not goading the country with the olive branch; who is incidentally six and a half times your size as well as ninety-three times more committed to defence spending.

- Holy Crown Prince of Otares, The Supreme Commander of the Crown’s Forces, High bishop in our lord’s house, Duke of Cali, Duke of Penson, and twice blessed man Alark the third.

(OOC: hehe if we wanted a real world comparison I spend as much on the military as the US and you Belgium. Sorry I found that amusing, I’ll keep it in character… :D )

Official Declaration of the Pissantian Executive:
Pissantia hereby condemns the actions of Admiral Cruz Hadosho, both for his acts of treason against Praire du Sac and for not being forthcoming about his circumstances.
Pissantia hereby also chastises the government of Praire du Sac for its heavy-handed and reckless approach to the situation and for violating the diplomatic immunity of the Shazbotdom diplomat.
Pissantia would like to remind all parties that it is dedicated to a diplomatic resolution to the conflict, and that the recent and ongoing incidents, while regrettable, bear no direct relation to the dispute between Pissantia and Nivek n Pals.
We would be willing to send our diplomat to a new meeting hosted by Nivek n Pals, as has been suggested, in order to properly resolve this conflict.

There is little hope that the mutiners will make it to a court. they have taken hostage the remaining diplomats in either the bridge or the ballroom both of which are heavily protected from the inside. As for a review of the incedints we have them recorded and can send them to you but there is no such organisation in my country that is unbiased. You bring peace, yes but no one else seems to want it. uncalled for bombings of my ships. we lost an entire battleship over 300 men on that ship. we only recovered 46. Neither of the diplomats from my agressors are dead. one may be wounded slightly but we have already decided to front the medicle bill and the other is only sedated. We will not backdown. They are at fault not us. May we never help hostages again.

- Robert Lee

Secret IC:

President Nivek picked up the phone to address Pissantia's Great Leader.

"Yeah, uh, this is President Nivek... um... I have a copy of the treaty here and there's a bit of a problem. It seems all of my lawyers failed to realize that the treaty has been signed by a representative of Nivek n Friends, a country that to my knowledge doesn't exist. Yeah, uh... I live with my Pals, not friends... Yeah, mmm-hmm... Yeah... I know, I missed it too... Yes... Oh yes, rest assured they were all fired... What? Who noticed? My nephew, actually, he just started reading children's books... Yes, turns out he thought it was a Dr. Seuss pamphlet.... Hah! That's right, 5-years-old...Yes, absolutely, I'll let him know. Crazy kids. Anyway, I did some investigating and it turns out the man who signed the treaty was a comedian doing a hidden camera show... Apparently he pretends to be a diplomat and signs fake treaties... No, this was the first episode... No, I don't think it will be a hit show either... Okay, well I need to go quell the populace, could you do me a favor and let everyone know we solved the issue bilaterally, I'm a bit busy at the moment... Thanks, Great Leader... Oh sure, I'd love to have a drink sometime... uh-huh, bye-bye."

President Nivek hangs up the phone when his aide walks in and hands him a damage report. His jaw drops as he reads that shots have been fired. His aide fails to see the irony in this.

IC:
Batista starts to come to. His training kicked in and he pretended to be unconcious still. Cracking his eyes open, he looked around to see just a cieling.


EDIT:
OOC:
Describe the area and who is in the room besides me and NSAA's girl.

OOC: damnit, you held a delegate at gunpoint, what are they supposed to do?
and Briggs looks around too, what can she see?

IC: any armed personell on the deck of the meeting ship are struck down in a hail of bullets as the helicopters open fire, The marines drop to the deck and take cover, training their guns on the hatch through which Briggs was taken.

IN the air:
"Impact"
...
"target one is going down, good work boys. central command, chaos lead, target one is sinking, do we continue firing?"
"hold one chaos, they might be giving up. we'll get back to you."
"roger that command. alright, chaos wing, lock target two but do not fire."
"2 aye"
"3 aye"
[etc, cant be arsed with 7 more...]

The man being aimed at stands at atention gun on the ground hands behind his back. the other man lays his main riffle down. then reaches for the pistol to lay down aswell. but right before he places it on the ground the first man rolls out a grenade with a 3 second fuse. then dives for cover. the other man shoots the target closest to the gernade. then tries to unload the rest of the clip into the others. a helecopter comes into the air above the NSAA one. the drop something that hits the rotor blades.

OOC: Briggs is under seditives because of the wounds. if she could wake up she would see a room with one gaurd and a doctor. and a portable heart rate moniter. she would weak from loss of blood. Batista is in a seperate room then Briggs.

A doctors face hovers over Batista's. "oh your awake. you should realize that you are straped down. Its not that we don't trust you it is because the seditive we used was new so we wanted to make sure it had no negative afects on foreigners"

IC:
Pilot 4: "A Prarie du sac helo has dropped something into the rotors of the NSAA helo. What should we do lead?"

Pilot 1: "They want to do damage, lets do some to them. Prepare the magnetic grapels on 1 through 4. We'll rip it into 4 different pieces."

4 of the SA-32A's start their turn about. The gunners preparing the grapeling hooks. They each move in such a manner that they would be flying directly at eachother in a X formation. The first pilot sent a short encoded message to Command to notify them of what was going on.

"Command, this is the strike group, we are engauging a lone Prarie du sac helo that has dropped someting into the rotors of the NSAA helo. What are the orders of the rest of the flight group?"

"You are to contiue attacking the Prarie du sac ships. Try not to sick them, hit them in the upper quad. We want to see smoke from the satlites.

"Rodger that Command. out." He then switches back to the inter-aircraft channel. "The rest of the flight group. Continue to slam the Prarie du sac ships as much as possible. They attacked an ally aircraft, we take another one of their ships. Don't sink it though, just wound it."

A renounded. "Understood" came over the radio.


The 4 SA-32A's then started their run towards eachother at about an even altitude as the Prarie du sac helocopter. As they passed eachother within 1 meter, they shot the magnetic grapeling hooks out the back of their aircraft and they attached to the hull of the Prarie du sac Helo. They then gunned their afterburners and went to maximum speed away from the Helo.


The remaining 6 SA-32A's flew at the next targeted ship and launched 2 more fusion missiles from each. A total of 12 screamed towards the Prarie du sac ship at high speed.


OOC:
Post Losses.

IC:
Alexander looked up at the doctor. He then looked down at his hands and legs to see what type of restraints he was currently in. He was tinking of what to do if he ever got out of these damned restraints. If i get out. What should i do. Should i crack this guys neck and then head to find Leutenant Briggs and jump overboard to try and get to the sub or the AC-01 Evac point? God dammit I wish I could think straight.

"If you know what is good for you, you would let me go right now. My people are probably bombing your ships as we speak, arn't they?"

OOC: your pilots must be a good shot to hit it and have the ability to not hit each other

IC: "sir more missiles inbound"
"coming back for more are they. i want full flak concentration on those missiles."

6 double bareled flak cannons shot explosive rounds at the incoming missiles


One of the Pilots in the helocopter was able to leap from the aircraft but was cut apart from the falling blades moments later. The still spinning blade hit the deck ship and struck near the NSAA troops.

The restraints were thick at least half an inch leather straps secured to the bed by a series of steel bolts.

"Oh by the way. your partner seems to be making a fine recovery. heart beat back to normal no infection so far. and it seems no broken bones. when this whole thing is over she will just like new.

We need you to fill out this form" the doctor placed a laptop infront of him. "just speak the keys you wish to use and they wil be typed in the selected box. tab is to change boxes."

Name:
Age:
Nationality:
Rank:
Alergies:
Heart problems:
Other medicle information(metal plates, cancer, ect.):

OOC: your pilots must be a good shot to hit it and have the ability to not hit each other
OOC:
They put hundreds of hours of training in for this type of stuff.


IC: -snip-
6 double bareled flak cannons shot explosive rounds at the incoming missiles


One of the Pilots in the helocopter was able to leap from the aircraft but was cut apart from the falling blades moments later. The still spinning blade hit the deck ship and struck near the NSAA troops.

IC:
The 4 SA-32A's that tore the helo apart unmagnatized the parts that were stuck to their grapels and let them drop into the ocean. They then started on a course back up to regroup with the other SA-32A's that launched the missiles at the ship.

Of the 12 missiles launched, roughly 8 were destroyed, leaving 4 left to hit the ship.



OOC:
Post damages

The form came out like this after he was done saying his information

Name: Fuck off
Age: 14,000
Nationality: No fucking clue
Rank: 20 Star General
Alergies: Alergic to your bullshit
Heart problems: None that i fucking know of
Other medicle information(metal plates, cancer, ect.): Severe reaction to peoples shitty breath

The missiles struck the ship. setting the top two decks ablaze in 3 places. men were quickly dispatched to the fires to put them out.

"sir fires."
"I know" shouted the admiral over the sirens "send the third helo over to the freedom" he said the last word with great contempt and a slight snarl. "then raise the white flag and pull into international waters. we lost too many men today. also send this transmission."

To: all military vessiles in area.
We are removing our ships to international waters but we ask that you leave the Freedom alone. The ship belongs to our nation and as such is technicly our soil. any people who entered our soil would be seen as trespasing. but, because of the situation no fees will be aplied or laws inacted if no more military units are placed onboard and the one already there are removed. Any diplomats curently in our possession will be released to the proper nation but the ones still hostages can not be promised alive. we are curently trying to breach the bridge but are having little luck.

The doctor looks over form. "oh well we gant have that kind of temper in your state can we. heres a little valium to calm you down." the doctor gives him a small shot.

IC:
Alexander looked back at the doctor. He then began to test the straps without the doctor noticing what he was doing. As the doctor was preparing the shot, Alexander noticed this.

"I am trained to force my body to reject different types of seditives. Also, unless you want something terrible to happen to you, and your nation, i would let me and the NSAA diplomat go so we can be picked up by my people. Or do you really want to die that bad?"


SCENE: Elsewhere
The assault fighters noticed the Prarie du sac ships fleeing the area. They breathed a sigh of relief and then started on their way back toward the ship. Their flight was almost at an end and the next wave of fighters were to be launched in a few minutes. Hopefully there was going to be no more fighting, at least for a while...

"we will let you go whenever your goverment sends the ship. but i am afraid the lady can't come with you. we will only let her leave with her own government."

OOC: Bump for everyone

(OOC: I don’t have much to say. Although the posting has slowed down not much IC time has passed, so it would be a godmode for me to RP more construction. Beyond that my government is taking a wait and see stance on this incident. Because despite the back and forth of posting it is my guess that this incident has taken less than an hour, though there may have been some slow down with the comms. Otherwise how could the diplomat wake up so quickly from sedation.

Hmm, if that’s the case then you’ve been aggressed upon twice lol)

The President had always wanted to do a genuine spit-take, and this was the perfect opportunity. As an aide rushed in to clean the coffee off the polished mahogany desk, the President raised an eyebrow and asked,

"Come again?"

Chief of Staff Noland Friers was as bewildered as the President as he repeated the telegram aloud.

"300 dead, sir, of the neutral nation Praire du Sac."

"This is ridiculous! Can we not even conduct negotiations with killing each other? This is barbarous!" He paused for a moment. "And this bull that Nivek is handing me about the treaty not being valid? Reality show?"

He picked up a pen. "I'm drafting a new treaty right now this minute. Send it down to the lawyers' cave or wherever they lurk, and scrutinize it for loopholes. And make sure we have the country's goddamn name right!"

IC:
A little more information on Mr Batista is that he made sure that he was ready to get out of any situation. Back when he was an operative for the Shazbotdom Inteligence Agency, he had specialized gear "installed" into his body. His right eye was replaced with a super zoom camera that looked exactly like a real eye, and several of his fingernails were torn out and replaced with ultra tough, real looking fingernail substitues. These substitutes were designed to cut through several different types of fabris, including over 100 different types of rubber and leather.

He had been working at those straps since he became concious, waiting for the right time. He had cut them down thin on the underside, a place where the Doctor couldn't see it. Now that the doctors back was turned, Mr. Batista noticed that his opportunity had come. Suddenly he ripped the restraints with his sheer might and then grabbed the doctor, putting him in a choke hold.


"You will let me take the girl or i will break your neck."


EDIT:
Entire post above edited. Took longer than i thought to think of what happened.

IC:
With the doctors back turned, Mr. Batista suddenly ripped the restraints with his sheer might and then grabbed the doctor, putting him in a choke hold.


"You will let me take the girl or i will break your neck."


(OOC: Umm I think you are going to have to explain that a bit better. The idea that this person can snap a half an inch of leather is superhuman at best. The steroids required to do that would also probably reduce his lifespan to 30 tops.

I really have no say so ignore this if you please but I know that if you did this to me I’d call godmode.)

OOC: i am with otares on this one. how are we supose to beleive that he can break the straps. and if he could how could he do it quietly?

OOC:
I was in a rush when i typed that. I'll write up how he did it and post it late on as an edit to the previous post. So expect the explanation to be edited in at around 2:30pm central US time or shortly there-after.

BumP for Prairie du sac's attention

Shazbotdom News Network
Announcers Voice: "This is the Shazbotdom News Network News at Nine with your Anchor, Thomas Cage!"

Thomas: "Thank you. And todays top story is still the kidnapping of the Shazbotdom Diplomat to the Pissantia/Nivek n Pals incident. There has been no official reports about the condition of Mr. Batista from Shazbotdom Athorities although there is speculation that he is probably undergoing some sort of hypnosis to try and get any secrets of the Empire out of him. Shazbotdom official though doubt that this would be the case.

In other news, the Shazbotdom National Elections (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=470505) have closed and there are International Elections being held so that the international community can help determine who will be the next Emperor of the Pure Socialist Holy Empire. Mr. George A. Loak of the Shazbotdom First Party, the party that has been running Shazbotdom since the elections were created, is in the lead with 17 International Votes. This is 47.22% of all the votes. That is all for Shazbotdom News at Nine. Stay tuned later for Shazbotdom News at Eleven!"

"kill me." the doctor smiled "but you will never leave this room. it is locked from the inside and can only be opened with a code. so either you let me go or you rot in here. unless your precious government send a transport to pick you up. because thats all they have to do. nothing more. no force, just land the helecopter and send someone in to get you."

IC:
Batista throws the doctor across the room. He then turns with his back toward the doctor and taps his wrist quicky without the doctor noticing. he then walks toward a cabinet on the other side of the room and stares into it.


Imperial Palace Situation Room:
Galen just entered the situation room after a long nights sleep. He was to give up the throne in a few days to the newly elected Emperor. He noticed that people in the room were hovering above the medical and tracking stations. Galen hurried his pace and walked across the room, pushing his way through the throngs of people that were in the room. The night shift was just getting let out and the day shift was just comming on so there were double the normal amount of people in the room.

Galen: "Whats going on?"

Med Guy: "I've noticed rising testosterone levels in Mr. Batista. It seems like he's getting angry or something. We've also noticed that he has turned on his tracking beacon. It's active right now and were trying to locate his exact position."

Loc Guy: "It appears that he is still on the ship he was sent to. The room is sealed tight although if we drop a group of 'Black Ops', they could easily blow the door open and retrieve Mr. Batista without any injuries to him or themselves."

Galen: "Have you tried contacting him?"

Loc Guy: "Yes, Sir. He hasn't responded though. We believe that they took his comunications devices."

Galen: "Damn. Prepare the 'Black Ops'. We might have to go in to save him."

The doctor stood up, brushing himself off. "well i see you have some common sense" the doctor walked up to Batista tenativly. "here" he said handing a small COM to him. "call your government, we don't want a war. have them send someone to get you."

Secret IC:
In the blackness of night, one lone AC-01 Pelican was making it's approach on the Deligate ship. The pilot checked his insturments then dropped below the flight deck, stopping his decent at approximatly 5 foot off of the waves. The interior lights of the aircraft shut off and the blue lights went on, this made it almost impossible for anything to see the aircraft during the night-time. The aircraft then slowed down and began to hover over the waves. The were approximatly 100 foot away from the ship and the pilot was making sure that no one was attempting to look over the side of the ship. He then opened the back hatch.

2 fire teams of 5 then jumped out the back of the AC-01 Pelican into the waves. The Pelican then took off away from the ship, heading to a safe distance and waiting for the call from the rescue team to pick them up. The fire teams swam toward the ship and stopped a few feet off the side of the ship. They used specialised rifle grapeling gear to shoot up to the ship and wrap a graple around the railing of the ship. They then began to climb up.

"sir a vehicle is aproaching the ship."

"warn the crew on board"
"yes sir."

By the time the grappling hook hit the rail half the ocupation force was spread out and under cover on the deck. Matt was closest to the suposed boarding point, back against a crate, waiting. He knew that if i came to shooting he would be one of the first wounded or killed, but that didn't matter to him. He had lost all sense of self in the years of training he had to take. All he cared about was that his country kept on functoining and that his wife would be safe for one more day. A small clang issued from the railing. Matt griped his rifle and leaned to the right slightly.

IC:
2 Smoke grenades fly up over the railing and land on the deck. The fire teams made sure to wait a few seconds before they proceeded up onto the deck of the ship. Private Jefferson and Private Thompson were the first two over the rail. The used their training and observation to locate the closest room. They covered the door as the other SpecOps guys came over the railing and entered the room. Private Jefferson then locked the door as Private Thompson slowly stepped in.

Commander Harrings checked his hand held tracking device to find the location of Mr. Batista. He was only a few doors down. Using hand signals, he motioned to a few SpecOps guys to watch the door as two others planted small blocks of Plastique on the wall. They walked away from the explosives and crouched behind some furniture as the demolitions expert drew a wire from the plastique toward the other side of the room. He then hooked up a small handheld controller and motioned for the guys who were guarding the door to hide behind something

The explosion could, most likely, be heard for miles away. It rocked the ship slightly as the wall exploded open, sending debris across both rooms of the ship. If people didn't know that they were here, they would now. The SpecOps made their way through the hole they made into the next room, sweeping their guns back and forth to make sure that no one was in the room. They then checked the door from this room to the outside to make sure that it was locked.

Seconds after the explosion rocked the ship all the lights came on all over the ship. there was no darkness to hide in. the roof of the room the invaders were in gave a small pop and collapsed in on them.

IC:
Several of the SpecOps jumped out of the way of the falling cieling but one of them didn't get out of the way in time and the cieling landed right on the lower half of his leg. He let out a scream put then his instinct kicked in and he pointed his gun at the gaping hole above him. the leader of Team 1 suddenly yelled out to both teams in the room.

Leader 1: "Cover that hole!"

A majority of the SpecOps in the room turned and pointed their guns at the hole in the cieling while the rest pointed their guns at the door leading into the room and the gaping hole that the SpecOps had created in the wall. The leader did a few hand motions to the Demo expert. The demo expert then walked to the wall opposite the hole and began to put plastique on it while two SpecOps pulled the cieling tile off of their injured comrad.

Two rounds objects fell through the hole spraying a knock out gas along with smoke.

The marines in the outlying parts of the room quickly threw on their gas masks as they saw the gas start to spew out of the small balls that fell from the cieling. Three of the marines fell unconcious from the gas.

With the chaos that the smoke gernades caused 5 men jumped into the room, aiming there guns at the remaining intruders. "do not fire and we will not fire. your diplomat is ready to leave and we will allow you to remove him without force."

OOC: ^ that was my pupet sorry.

OOC: So are the peace talks over?

Those at the peace talks are now being held as hostages due to a mutiny

(OOC: This still alive? Or should a make an obligatory pullout post?)

[ooc]:

I think Nivek isn't coming back, and that was kind of the whole point of my involvement...

(OOC: Well give it a week and if no one posts just consider my forces withdrawn. You can keep the fortifications and guns but anything like computer encryption keys et cetera would be taken with me.

If your government wants to consider opening ties with me after the fact try adding me to your MSN or writing me a telegraph; I’ve put all my messenger services in my contact info for the forum. If not, well it was good while it lasted.)

bmp for shaz.

With the chaos that the smoke gernades caused 5 men jumped into the room, aiming there guns at the remaining intruders. "do not fire and we will not fire. your diplomat is ready to leave and we will allow you to remove him without force."

The team leader then drew his handgun and pointed it at the team leader of the small PDS fire team that came into the room. He then motioned with one hand to the rest of the team to form up behind him. He then turned his attention back to the leader of the PDS fire team. He then turned the saftey off of his handgun.

He then said: "You will let us continue through this ship, if you get in our way, we will forcibly move you."

ooc: how many are still threats?

ic: "we don't work that way" said a different man then the one that spoke first. "this is our vessile" he then pulls a small radio and hits a small button. 5 more men come in from behind.

OOC:
I'm going to put my forces on standby. I hae a current situation that requires my imediate attention for the next week and a half. My father has had a heart attack and passed away on Saturday. I need to be there so i will be away from a computer starting Tuesday, March 28th till Wednesday April 4th. Please do not attack my forces or do anything bad to my forces till i return. I will post when I am able to get to a computer.

A battle ship arives next to the remaining PDS ships.

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