NationStates Jolt Archive

The Raleigh police officer took out a scrap of paper and drew out the local streets.

"From here, go down two blocks, than turn left for three blocks, and it's the second building on the right. Big sign out front."

Raleigh, North Carolina

"Thank you officer" said George Enos. He took the piece of paper and walked outside. Walking down the street then two blocks, then turned left for three blocks. He saw the building then walked inside. Then went up to a man. "I want to join the CSA army."

CBC Breaking News
Canadian Prim minister has ordered the halt of all advances on the various fronts in New York and Ohio. canadian forces are now building up defence lines to protect there captured territorys and the military reports "no advances shall be made at the present time."

Chemical Attack:
meanwhile the chemical attacks on southern ontario are currently subsiding thanks to a neutralising agent spread that is dropped like a bomb from a overhead fighter. Its in the shape of a bomb but when exploded a white cloud of Neutraliser is spread to kill the chemical. It will still take time to completely get red of the chemical but the worst is over.

western front:
In the west canada has taken over montana is now currently heading south for Wyoming and Idaho a very remote part of the country. Hardly and resitence is reported expect for gangs. they only Problem is the Mountains and cold weather.

After an uneasy night on the side of the road they awoke to a thinner crowd of refugees. The fires still blazed and gunfire could be heard, they were getting closer.
"Natalie, wake up" Jonas said and poked her in the shoulder. They got up and began to walk. A mile down the turnpike they heard screams coming up from behind and the reving of a truck. Someone got hold of a machine gun and mounted it on a pickup truck. They sped past, firing bursts into the crowd. Jonas grabbed Natalie and threw her down the side of a small hill and he followed as well. The shots hit the dirt where he stood only seconds later. They tumbled down the hill and landed at the edge of a wooded area. Natalie got up
"What did you do that for?" she asked, brushing the leaves and dirt of her.
"To save your life" he replied, his left arm hurt a bit but he shrugged it off. They determined it was too dangerous on the roads now so they treked through the woods. After a few miles they stopped.
"Look, it's a shed" he told her "Maybe there's someone there"
"Yeah, with a shotgun to greet us" she replied
"Try to optimistic for once"
"I haven't been optimistic about anything for a long time." They walked towrads it anyways.
"Hello! Is anyone there?" Jonas called out, waiting for a reply.

Two Order of the Hawk Members had made it into the southern states.

"Emily it looks like the Civil War all over again."

"I didn't realize you we're there Kamen."

"Very funny. Let's see what we can find."

Both we're armed, and well protected. Their mission was to restore democracy to the U.S. as had always been one of the Haw's Objectives. They we're all scatterd around the country to help the people get to safty, help freedom fighters, if need take prisoners.

The man, a civilian contracter working as a military sponser, handed him a small packet of paperwork.

"Fill this out and return it. Then we'll call you in a day to notify you where to report for training."

Answering all of the questions George gave back the small packet of paperwork. Then he looked at the contracter. "I have filled out the packet, so where should I stay?"

After the attack on Japan, the Chinese Empire proved itself against the forces of Japan. The country now lies in ruins.... Tokyo has been demolished, the people are being chased down to the last opposer, and the last of Japan's "Royal Family" has been hunted down and slaughtered like the animals the United States made them so long ago. Japan is now a new province of the empire and now gives the Asian countries second thoughts before challenging the greatness of His Imperial Majesty's grand military might. The kingdoms of Thailand and Nepal have already now surrendered themselves to China while Burma continues to resist annexation. Their propaganda machine has hold of the people and the government stubbornly continues to believe it can win a war with China. At the same time, Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan and Pakistan have given themselves unnecessary pressure by allying themselves with Burma against the Chinese expansion. India, Sri Lanka, The Philippines Malaysia, Singapore, Bangladesh, and Bhutan are still in debate. It is indeed a conflict that need not happen, but it is merely the last resort to bring more people into the greatest empire on earth.

Current Status:
The economy is now booming, the military is building stronger and more powerful weapons to face the world. The mere cult formed seven months ago has now grown into a true religion where people now worship the emperor as a god. It is now known by the name of Zhaobaiism.

"Wherever it is that you usually stay..." replied the man. "If you don't have anywhere to stay, instead of calling you, just report here tomorrow and we'll have someone to tell you where to go."

"Yes sir." George walked out and back to his truck. This town was pretty quiet. Not as much as Florida. Getting into the truck he drove it and sold it. He wouldn't need that anymore. Also he dumped the sniper rifle in the garbage. The money he got from selling the truck he spent it on a place to sleep. During the night he slept sliently. Up in the morning he made a bank account and put the rest of the money inside of it. Then he went back to the building. Going up to a man he said. "I came here yesterday and filled out the papers. So where do I find out where I get trained for the army?"

Message to Kanami:
If you need any support on your front In the south just ask us. I prefer it to be naval consdiering it would be hard to get forces through all the hositle airspace. We also have a man on the ground that has been giving us vitle intel. Use him as you wish.

from:
canadian government

Canadian Gov. Thank you we will keep you in mind.

Order of the HAWK

"This is Unit 4 over."

Unit 4 whare are you?

"Hawk we are somewhere in PA woods right now, we heard of fleers."

Take indvidual soldiers prisoner, take civilians to near by refugee stations.

"Only if you plan to haul your buts out here."

Melissa, we will have several air pick ups. Just keep a look out. Stay armed okay?

"Right. Come on Ty, let's keep moving to the nearest town."

"Melissa I think I see some people through my scopes here. They don't look militant."

"Possible Civilans."

Jonas and Natalie continued through the woods. natalie was getting tired so they decided to take a break. The gunshots had fadded away. natalie was a tough spitfire but the mental strain and lack of food was starting to takes its' toll. Jonas as well. Even though he was an advent camper and outdoorsman. he took a sip of water from the canteen. A twig snapped and he and Natalie hit the dirt.
"What's wrong?" she asked, silently
"I don't know" Jonas said "maybe nothing" He thought of getting out his gun, when he reached around to get it he discovered it was missing. He could've lost it back at the house or down the hill but it was gone! All they could do was wait and see.

Maria nearly screamed as they could hear the gun fire from miles away.
"Mom, what's going on? I think they're getting closer.."
For a 10 year old, and growing up so fast Maria was smart;
"Look," Rebecca said as David held back tears, "We have to stay here for now; alright? Now, lets just sit here and be quiet."
However when they heard the footsteps close to the shack, and the call of a man's voice Rebecca gasped.
"Stay here," she whispered to the kids as she grabbed her knife and stepped outside.
"Who's there?"
Rebecca yelled out as she stood holding the knife up, the sunlight gleeming on it's blade. She knew that if the person had a gun she'd be dead anyway, however she had no other weapon.

"Yes sir." George walked out and back to his truck. This town was pretty quiet. Not as much as Florida. Getting into the truck he drove it and sold it. He wouldn't need that anymore. Also he dumped the sniper rifle in the garbage. The money he got from selling the truck he spent it on a place to sleep. During the night he slept sliently. Up in the morning he made a bank account and put the rest of the money inside of it. Then he went back to the building. Going up to a man he said. "I came here yesterday and filled out the papers. So where do I find out where I get trained for the army?"
"Right, you're that guy from yesterday." replied the man on duty, "wait up here where those other four are-" he pointed to a group of four men, "and we'll have our driver here in a few minutes that'll take you guys out to the camp."

After a few minutes, a burly guy in a military uniform showed up at the building.

"Alright, those of you tryin' to get in to the military camp, see that truck out there? Get in."

Jonas stood up "Just me and my girlfriend" he answered and Natalie stood up. "We're just trying to flee the city, who are you?" Natalie was a bit startled to see the woman holding a knife.

OCC: Just go with it.

George heard the command and got into the truck. Looking to the guy right next to him he put out his hand. "Hello I'm George Enos from Southern Florida. So who might you be?"

John had to hoof it a good 30 miles to get to his contact. When he made he almost fell in the doorway. A voice said "so your the canadian I'm suppose to help?" John look up at a CSA officer and said "and you are?" "major Richard Saben and I'm the guy thats going to keep you alive in this damn country." Then john past out from the exhastion of 30 miles.

"Rick Salvator, Montgomery." replied the man as the truck engine started up. "sounded like fun to me, so I hooked an the bandwagon."

Rebecca lowered the knife slightly, "Is anyone else with you? There better not be, what do you want?"
Rebecca glanced quickly back at the shed where her two children waited;

"So Rick how did you get here? Well I making my way up after the damn Cubans invaded. I shot acouple of them in South Florida and in Miami. That was hell. Until the CSA army came up. So I thought about helping the cause." George finished talking. He wouldn't tell anyone about Elizabeth City bomb.

"I'm sorry if we startled you. No, no one else is with us. We were just restin' a bit before we continued on our way. Who are you?" Jonas asked, feeling a bit easier now that this woman lowered her knife.
"I'm Natalie Greene, and he's Jonas Arberry, nice to meet you ma'am" Natalie said, trying to be friendly.

(OOC: there hasn't been any Toopoxia bashing for a while...)

"Sir the missile silo is online and we have a target, shall we fire?" The Officer asked, he was pointing at a hazy Picture of the Kremlin, Lucians face was immortalised with glee, "Fire when you are ready!"

The Silo doors opened and the Missile was readied, a heavy payload of Cyanogen chloride just to get the people going, final checks were made and the site was cleared, the missile sat dormant for a short period before rushing out into the sky.

"Them damn Cubans..." Salvator muttered. "Got in some trouble with the US government before the CSA took over. They had me scheduled for some trial or something, had me in a Raleigh prison. How a Montogmery, Alabama man killed someone in Carolina, I don't know. They thought they did. But anyway, when the CSA guys came in, they freed up the jails, and I got out. Didn't have nowhere to go, so I decided to join the army."

Admiral diLorenzo had put the entire Texican navy on high alert. Between official reports from Recon and rumor, it was apparent that foreign hostiles had sailed all the way down the Central American coast, steamed single-file through the Panama Canal, and were headed to the Gulf of Mexico.

President Phillips had ordered one full CBG to the Mexican city of Cancun and another to the Cuban port of Cape San Antonio. In addition, he deployed two missile ships to the Isla de la Juventud off the coast of Cuba. The plan was to blockade the Yucatan Channel, which was the southern entrance to the Gulf. He had advised President Young to send ships to the seas north of Cuba to head off any attempt by the foreign ships to circumvent the Texican blockade.

Now, diLorenzo thought, we'll see what happens.

He awoke in a nice bed. the major looked at him and said "ahh so your awake." john looked around and noticed his stuff was gone. "weres my equipment?" the major pointed to a coat hanger on the wall. "so why are you hear?" "they didn't tell you?" said john "no all they said was that you were going to meet me and I was suppose to help you in anyway way." "Well....

"My name is Rebecca Mills," the woman replied as she swung her arm down so that it was at her side with her knife still in hand, "I suppose I can help you with..."
She was cut off by Maria, who figured it was safe sticking her head out the make shift door, "Mom, who are they?"
Maria stepped out of the shelter as Rebecca turned to face her, "Get the fuck inside now! They could kill us if you turn your back on any people these days and you know that!"
Rebecca took in a deep breath, "I, I'm sorry, you know how crazy and messed up stuff has been. I don't trust you however I'm not a cruel person; you can come in my shack and I can give you some food and if you want to drink the water there's a creek behind this shed."

"Well it's nice to meet you Rick." George stated. He looked at everyone else. "Can you three guys tell me what your names are?"

They were taken back by her outburst. "I assure you we're not going to do anything bad. We're just tryin' to get away from the city. But, I don't blame you for being cautious, these are bad times." Jonas replied. Natalie smiled and made a small wave to the little girl.

Two of them, deep in conversation, just looked at George, and then returned to conversing. The third man, smoking a cigarette, felt enough energy to spoke up.

"Nate Wayne. From 'round here."

"Fine," Rebecca said as she motioned them to come forward, "Come on in, we have some dry meat that you can eat. I also have some fish left over from last night you can have that."
"But mommy you said I could have it," David cried as Rebecca looked at her son.
"David, we have to try and help whoever we can," Rebecca began, "Even though these times are bad."
Turning towards the couple she said, "These are my kids Maria who's 10 and David who's 6."

CBC Breaking News
reports are coming in that say Moscow has been hit by a chemical attack from the tooxoia corp. Thousands are reported dead or missing. Know one knows what has happen to the leader of russia but his guessed to be dead. More on this issue as it develops.

"It's nice to meet you David and Maria" Natalie said.
"You don't need to give us any food, we have some" Jonas said "But thanks anyways" They walked up towards them.

"Do you have any idea where were going, Nate?" George hoped they were get their soon. Pulling of his pocket he got his canteen and took a swig of some whiskey. "Hey Nate do you want some or Rick?"

CBC Breaking News
reports are coming in that say Moscow has been hit by a chemical attack from the tooxoia corp. Thousands are reported dead or missing. Know one knows what has happen to the leader of russia but his guessed to be dead. More on this issue as it develops.

(OOC: The Russian player hasn't posted back yet saying that the missile was a hit, it could have been stopped, also it's Toopoxica but that's not as important.)

"Nah, I'm good." replied Rick, hazily looking out the side.
Nate just puffed on his cigarette. "Ain't got now clue where we be goin'. They said it was a long ways away...probaly some hell-hole with flies swarmin' to eat us alive."

CBC Breaking News
reports are coming in that say Moscow has been hit by a chemical attack from the tooxoia corp. Thousands are reported dead or missing. Know one knows what has happen to the leader of russia but his guessed to be dead. More on this issue as it develops.

OOC: I got hit with a chemical weapon?

IC:

---Moscow---

Thousands dead. Few survivors. Vladimir Sarov was one of those survivors, thanks to a little addition to the Kremilin-- an airtight room.

He has condemned the actions of these terrorists.

He said the following:

"These terrorists will NOT be tolerated! I warn you scum, that you will soon see. The power. Of Mother Russia!"

OOC: wow, things got out of hand when I left.

To: All forces in New York
From: Governor Spitzer

We ask all units in New York, on both sides to stop fighting. We invite all members involved in the fighting to come to Albany for a peace conference. Things have gotten out of hand on both sides, and too many people are already dead

"No really don't mind my son," Rebecca said, "You can have some, for now we're lucky that we can offer it."
"So Natalie, where are you from?"
Maria asked as she sat on the dirt ground.

"Nah, I'm good." replied Rick, hazily looking out the side.
Nate just puffed on his cigarette. "Ain't got now clue where we be goin'. They said it was a long ways away...probaly some hell-hole with flies swarmin' to eat us alive."

George put the canteen away. Looking up toward the sky he started to fall asleep.

"We both grew up in Greensburg. That's where we were goin' to go but there's reports that Greensburg isn't in good shape and our families might have fled. We went to Pitt University but now it's gone too. Where are you from?" Natalie asked as the two of them sat down to rest.

...I was suppose to find out CSA's intentions consdering we had a report that they were dealing with russia but that might have changed. "why don't you find out." said the major. John got up and sit up his powerful radio and tuned in to the right frenquency. "this is wardog 2 to CED, CED report over."
a crackling voice responded "this is CED have you meet your contact?" "Yes sir. What are my orders?" "your orders have been changed to find the Toopoxia corp missile silos and relay the coordinates back to use." "Roger over and out."

As George began falling asleep, the truck went from sixty miles an hour to zero, colliding with a reckless driver in a smaller car along the highway.

"Guess we're not goin' nowhere..." chuckled Nate.

The truck driver was irate, already not having much of a temper. "Hey, you in the Toyota Shit!" he yelled, "Fuck you!"

"At least he's got some nice vocabulary..." muttered Rick.

OOC: Wait, what happened, who's bombed my country, and who's butt do I need to kick?

OOC: I got hit with a chemical weapon?

(OOC: yes and no, I launched a missile but I never claimed that I hit)

"Sir, sattelite reports, thousands are dead and many more dying, the Premier survived and said, These terrorists will not be tolerated, I warn you scum, that you will soon see, the power of Mother Russia, I don't think he realises that it was us, our mission was accomplished sir." Lucian was angered by this last comment, "Our mission is not over until every Communist lay dead at my feet, the Premier among them!"

George pulled out one of the dead Cuban's grenades. "Here you go chicken shit." He pulled the pin and threw it into the car. "Fire in the hole." George ducked and hit the ground of the truck.

Novus D.C., United States of Novus-America, the Capitol Building

Speak of the House Gene Lockwood angrily pounded his fist upon the podium.

"We cannot stand by idly as our home country falls apart!"

"Mr. Lockwood," started Mrs. Bell, Congresswoman from Novus York. "The founders of our country specifically left the United States of America after forseeing this event. You are the most ardent supporter of the non-intervention policies that have kept Novus-America's international standing relatively high and the public content. Why risk some our very foundations now?"

"Because, Congresswoman Bell, we are all Americans. That sentinment has never changed, even when Novus-America was founded. Though we have a different number of states, we still fly the same flag. Jefferson, Washington, Adams, and all the other fine men who fought in the American Revolution are still considered to be our Founding Fathers. And may I remind this body that it was the corrupt government that forced our founders to flee, a government that has now all but collapsed. The people there are our countrymen. We most go now to restore the American Republic as our Founding Fathers intended it! A declaration of war must be made upon the seperatists and foreign invaders that would seek to drive our fellow Americans under their yoke! Now, and not a minute later!"

A chorus of applause swept through the House of Representatives. Behind the Speaker was President Maxwell. He took out his cellphone and dialed one of his aides.

"Sherry, get me in touch with the Secretary of War. I need to know what allies we might have in the upcoming war."

Her reply was almost lost in the sea of continued clapping, but the President heard it. The future was murky, but, God willing, the fog would part, giving way to a restored United States of America.

---News Report---

Our Great Priemier Vladimir Sarov has begun a new defence initiative. All suspected criminals or terrorists are to be shot on sight.

Huge crowds have appeared around Albany protesting Tooxopia corp. The Northeastern Alliance has been formed with Maine, Massachusets, New Hampshire, Vermont, Rhode Island, Connecticut, New York, and New Jersey. Huge problems still arise however

(there is so many people in this which group is governor spitzer with?, I forget)

not sure what you mean

General Scoggins had given the Missouran commander 20 minutes to either withdraw his forces from Joplin or suffer the consequences of resisting ROT. The 20 minutes were up 10 seconds ago, and no response from the Missourans. They were outnumbered 6 to 1, but they were a bunch of scrappy fighters. It wouldn't make any difference. One way or another the Republic of Texas would be in control of Joplin by sundown.

Scoggins picked up his mic. "OK, gentlemen, let's get this show on the road. All units, commence attack on MDF units in Joplin and environs."

Within minutes, thick plumes of smoke were rising into the afternoon sky. MDF tanks, trucks, and ammo dumps/army installations were being blown out of existence. They had no airforce in the area, and so they were at the mercy of the FA/18 Hornets of the Texicans. The AG missiles had a devastating effect on the halted MDFs. The Texicans suffered minimal losses: one MBT and 12 marines disabled, a Missouran ack-ack gun scored a lucky hit on a Hornet, which limped back to its base.

Within 6 hours, over 80% of the MDF was gone. The commander of the MDF radioed Scoggins. " Hey, y'all, this is Commander Stoney Jackson of the Missouri Defense Forces. I do believe we done had enough. We're pulling back 20 miles. Y'all enjoy Joplin. We'll see y'all agin some other time."

Scoggins sent his victorious troops into Joplin, and then informed the President. It was a good days work.

"What the shit!" yelled the truck driver, whipping out a pistol as the grenade killed the driver in the car. "You aren't normal, dude! Get on the ground, before I shoot you."

The other four recruits were slowly backing away from George.

To the newly formed north eastern alliance

I bring and alliance propoasl to you. We wish to work with you in this war and hope that you agree we understand if you don't.

from:
Canadian government

we are happy with this, but we wish our own country, not one with Canada

"What the shit!" yelled the truck driver, whipping out a pistol as the grenade killed the driver in the car. "You aren't normal, dude! Get on the ground, before I shoot you."

The other four recruits were slowly backing away from George.

"Stop. It was a reaction back in Florida. The damn Cubans would try to ram the trucks full of troops then blow up. I thought the same would happen sir." As he stated as he got to the ground. He forgot about the grenade.

"We were from Florida," Maria said, "It took us a long time, but we made it here cause my mom had family here. However we don't know where they are so we're staying here."
"Until we can find somewhere to go," Rebecca said, "My children don't deserve this. Where are you headed?"

Canadian emergency situation room:
"We have reports that Missourian forces are being bet to hell sir." "alright I'll order and advance through indiana and well try to link up with the Missourian's. also send Paracutue regiments in missouri to estblish airbase's there so are airforce can provide support for Missouri. "sir its going to take a lot of airpower to get all the supplies needed to make an airbase." I know damn it but I'm not going to lose Missouri."

"Oh, Okay." replied the truck driver. "Well anyway, it doesn't seem to be damaged beyond repair, I think we can keep going. Hop back in, ya'll. We gots maybe a half-hour more till we hit the camp."

"Sorry about that Rick and Nate. I just saw a lot of men go that way. The cars would ramp into the cars then explode. Taking out whole squads." George got back into the truck and took a swig from the canteen. Then waited until they got to the location.

"'Dem crazy Cubans." was all Nate said.

George started to go back to sleep. In his dream he remebered seeing the Cubans invade. In South Florida it was utter hell. They had gotten no support from the US army. So they made a militia group. They fought until George was the only one left. He could see his comardes die still.

(I'm going to a break I'll be back later)

Finally the truck stopped. Before, in the large forest that spread out, gray and brown buildings spread out through the trees, spreading and winding their way through the underbrush like a maze. Men in camo slunk around in groups as sargeants shouted at others.

"Get out, ya'll." called the driver, "welcome to Camp Lejune. The CP is the large building on your left, go there first."

George woke up and walked into the CP. He wondered what was going to happen. "Hey Nate you ready for what comes to us?"

Jonas thought for a moment as he examined Rebecca and her children. Natalie sat there pondering as well.
"W-we don't know" Jonas said. "We didn't think the riots would get as bad as they are and planned to wait it out, that was until it spilled into where our apartment was." Jonas replied
"I think we might try and head north to Canada. Things are pretty safe there and they're accepting refugees" Natalie finally said.
"That's not a bad idea" Jonas replied "And yes, children don't need to go through all this. It's unfair and cruel"

Maria sat on the ground, twirling a piece of her blond hair. Her brother David sat playing with a rock near his mother.
"I don't know," Rebecca said, "I don't know what's been going on since we've been here, about 3 weeks ago. We've got no idea what's going on in the outside world."

N.A.S. Consitution, flagship of the Novus-American Expeditionary force

Admiral Creed looked over the reports from mainland U.S. The Canadians, Kanamian, and Aqu Anus held most of the West Coast, Alaska, most of the territory around the Great Lakes, and a strip leading to Washington D.C. To the north was the New England Alliance, comprised of New York, New Jersey, and all of the states of the New England area. The C.S.A. had returned, occupying most of its former lands, though they were held up around the Virgina-Maryland borders by conflicts with the Restorationist forces. Texas had declared soverignity, taking much of the surrounding lands. The Midwest was unoccupied, for the moment. Admiral Creed suspected that the U.S. President had retreated to Peterson Airforce Base, better known in pop-culture as Chyenne Mountain.

Forgotten Hawaii was under U.S.N-A. control, giving their ships Pearl Harbor as a waypoint for supplies. Oil was no longer a concern of theirs, given their perfection of grain alcohol as a fuel source and lubricant. However, the actions of China and Russia concerned the government deeply, as well as the chemical missile strike on Canada. The Star Wars Defense Initiative was activated, shielding mainland Novus-America from any possible attacks, though the expeditionary force was vunerable.

The communications board came alive as a message was broadcast to the continental U.S. Curious, Admiral Creed read it.


To: The Restoration Alliance (forces of Canada, Kanami, and Aqu Anu)
From: President Maxwell, United States of Novus-America
Re: Military support and alliance entry

Greetings to all of the Restoration Alliance (forgive me if the name does not exist, but I felt it quite fitting, and it makes mass addressing much easier). I am President John Maxwell of the United States of Novus-America. I would not be surprised if you are unaware of my nation's existance, but we have followed strictly isolationist policies for a great long time. In fact, this is the first time our reach has been extended anywhere beyond our own borders. But I digress...

Our home country, the United States, has fallen. The hows and whys are not important right now. What is, however, is the proper restoration of elected officials and a stabilised economy with a properly armed military force capable of waging war. To such ends, I am asking that Novus-America aid your cause. A expeditionary force is en route to the North American west coast region, having established Hawaii under our control. This force would've been sent much sooner, but we needed time to properly raise a military and the arms required to wage war. It would be beneficial to the American people that we join hands in restoration of the Union.

Knowing of the threat Russia poses to North America, we are ready to send a fleet to the Bering Strait. Likewise, we are certain that China will have something to say in due time, and steps must be taken to check their expansion.

Please, in the name of God, do not bat away our hand. Now is the time for cooperation in this action, not bickering over details (although, I must insist that Alaska be returned to the United States at the war's conclusion.

"Melisa, where the hell are we?" Ben asked her.

"I don't know. I knew Joing this order would be something else but I never imagined this. I haven't seen hid nor hair of human beings in these woods. Besides thoes dear."

"Okay okay. So I thought dear we're humans give me a break."

"Wait."

"What?"

She pulled out her gun.

"I hear sounds."

She peerd the binoculars.

"Either it's me or it's a shack down there. Lit up like a Christmas tree."

"Your right. Let's check it out. Quitely it could be a military out post."

Both crept closer and closer.

"Well, Pittsburgh's fallen into complete anarchy. City Hall fell and the mayor was executed. The police either ran or were killed in the fight. There are possibly thousands of people fleeing the city in every direction. I don't know what's happening elsewhere, but I think it's bad news in most places." Jonas replied. natalie sat there and looked to the ground.

"Vladimir! There's a fleet headed for the Bering Strait!"

"Hmm... I say we guard, but do not attack them. Not unless they fire first."

Greetings to all of the Restoration Alliance (forgive me if the name does not exist, but I felt it quite fitting, and it makes mass addressing much easier). I am President John Maxwell of the United States of Novus-America. I would not be surprised if you are unaware of my nation's existance, but we have followed strictly isolationist policies for a great long time. In fact, this is the first time our reach has been extended anywhere beyond our own borders. But I digress...

Our home country, the United States, has fallen. The hows and whys are not important right now. What is, however, is the proper restoration of elected officials and a stabilised economy with a properly armed military force capable of waging war. To such ends, I am asking that Novus-America aid your cause. A expeditionary force is en route to the North American west coast region, having established Hawaii under our control. This force would've been sent much sooner, but we needed time to properly raise a military and the arms required to wage war. It would be beneficial to the American people that we join hands in restoration of the Union.

Knowing of the threat Russia poses to North America, we are ready to send a fleet to the Bering Strait. Likewise, we are certain that China will have something to say in due time, and steps must be taken to check their expansion.

Please, in the name of God, do not bat away our hand. Now is the time for cooperation in this action, not bickering over details (although, I must insist that Alaska be returned to the United States at the war's conclusion.


Greetings, we will have several untis rendezvous with you.

Kanami

After the ceasefire with Canada, Combat84 forces retreated to our home area, the cities of Trenton, Camden, and Philadelphia. We've regrouped. At our height, we had some five thousand soldiers. The war with Canada and Toopoxia has reduced our numbers to two thousand. We've covertly moved half of the group (1st Army, under Kennedy) to NYC, near Toopoxia headquarters. The other half is ready to strike against the Toopoxia locations in the North East countryside.

We will soon strike, with or without the help of Spitzer or Canada.

OCC: Just incase anyone was wondering when all this began. In this thread America has been declining since 2001 and it is now 2017. All the stuff I put in the first post happened in this time period.

OCC: Just incase anyone was wondering when all this began. In this thread America has been declining since 2001 and it is now 2017. All the stuff I put in the first post happened in this time period.

OOC: So the USA is now third-world?

OOC: About how long has it been since the RP started? Weeks, months, years?

OCC: Not much of the Federal gov't exists now and I don't know it America would be a third-worlder now, but maybe with all the disasters and strife. I didn't want to start at the beginning so I put it 16 years after the start of the decline to allow the rise of China and the spliting of the states and the anarchy. (So that it wouldn't seem th non-real nations popped out of nowhere and gave the independet states time to become what they are).

Decleration of Freindship to the United States of America

The Republic of Kanami herby declares it's freind ship to the United States during and after this war.

Kanami and her allies goals are:

1. to restore the Republic of the U.S. by it's constitution

2. To aid the Citizens of the U.S.

3. To prevent Imperialsim of other nations

4. To defend democracy in the region

Following the War:

Kanami will return all lands annexed back to the U.S.

Will defend the region

Help Perserve the Constitution of the United States

Help the displaced citizens of the United States.

The Parliment Exceuctive Order

(OOC: seeing as this takes place in the near future and on altered time, then it is slightly more plausible to get to the Gulf. You can say a new cannal was built accross LA and or SA)

I don't know. And I don't really care. Do as you please.

Emperor Lucas I sat in his throne in the Grand Hall in Rome. He was mourning the death of his wife, Empress Svetlana but he had to continue his career. As he was talking to the members of the Grand Hall, the issue of America's collapse was brought up. ''It seems America has fallen into pieces.'' a minister said. ''Well, I guess America is not so strong after all.'' another minister said. The Prime Minister, Lucas Notaras said ''We will enter the conflict but remain neutral. I am organizing a operation to America, headed by Demetrios Askiates. Askiates will go to America and sort out things for the interests of our nation and its people.'' Lucas signed a act and gave it to the Emperor. The Emperor gave it, his Imperial Accent and it was placed into law.

Demetrios Askiates was a military commander, known for his achievements. He was resting in his mansion, reading a story to his daughter when the news of the American conflicts reached him. ''America falls into pieces and they want me to lead our operation?'' Demetrios said. He finished reading the story to his daughter and then got dressed in military attire. He called his family together and said ''I will be leaving for America. Pray for me to Our Lord that He shall grant me safety.'' Demetrios traveled to the docks and boarded a ship, heading for America.

The ships of Roman Greece landed in the city of Miami. Demetrios wanted to see who was running Miami and he wanted to see what ways his nation could assist in America's rebuilding.

OOC-I want to have him and his armies enter perhaps Miami or some land that I know is not claimed or anything by another nation or power. I don't really want to look like I am invading. I just want land I can manage.

"The mayor was killed?"
Rebecca asked, "Oh hell, I think you're right about the rest of the world."
"Do you guys ever get the feeling that you're being watched?"
Maria asked as her blue eyes looked around nerviously;
"Are you psychic?"
Rebecca asked as she laughed;
"I'm serious mom," the girl said, "I just get this feeling..."

OCC: You can't just take over Miami. You have to wait for a response by the player who controls that area.

OOC-Sorry for that. I knew I could not but I just wanted to see or something, I guess. What lands are open for me to take command of?

Jonas thought about the twig snapping he heard a while ago. It wasn't safe anywhere, especially after he and natalie were attacked.
"I'll go outside and take a look" Jonas said.
"Don't go, Jonas. Stay here" nataliue said tugging on his arm.
"Don't worry, it's probably nothing" Jonas stepped out of the shed to look around, it was dark and he couldn't see much...

OCC: Kanami's offline so we'll have to wait.

Rebecca looked at Natalie, "I'll go with him, you stay and watch the kids."
Rebecca stepped out, "Joanas," she whispered in the quickly darkening night.

Combat84 then blew up the world. The End. (ooc)

Natalie looked to the kids. She wasn't very good with kids and thought of what to do.
"Hey, you guys want to play a game?" she asked, not knowing what else to do. She hoped Jonas was alright. 'That idiot, trying to be a hero' she thought.

OCC NOOOOO!!!! :eek:

Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.

(OOC: Back)


"Ben, go around the south end. I'll take north."

They crept around, armed. They wern't sure just what they would
be getting into but they had to be careful.

Combat84 then blew up the world. The End. (ooc)

And Russia used it's I.G.N.O.R.E. Cannon.

OOC: What the, how did Kulikuvo's kids survive?

Jonas heard footsteps, he stopped and listened. 'If I only hadn't lost my gun' he thought. He hoped that it was just animals, but the footsteps didn't sound like animanls. He debated on wether or not to call out something. But if it was a person, they could be hostile.

OCC: I don't have any kids...well, none that I know of ;)

OOC: well, I consider the four or so people in you branch of the RP to be the kids...

Melissa and Ben put on their NVG. Melissa saw the outline of a person hiding.
"Show your self, I'm armed!"

A shockwave went through his body 'Shit, I'm dead! And I can't protect Natalie or the others!' he thought. It was dark and he couldn't see anybody.
"I'm unarmed, don't kill me" he said. and raised his hands. natalie heard what was going on
"Kids, stay down, Jonas!" she called out.
"Natalie, stay away!" he shouted back.

(OOC i think they meant my char's kids..lol)

IC:

"Sure," Maria said, "how about 20 questions?"
"That game is stupid," David said.
"Shshsh," Maria said, "David look, we can't play hide and go seek, ok? So we'll play this."
"Fine," the kid said.
"So, do you know how to play?"
Maria asked;

Outside, Rebecca held a finger to her lips, signalling that Jonas be quiet. She wondered briefly if he had ever had a gun, but dismissed it as she listened.

OCC: Damn, we posted at the same time.

OOC: Damn, I wish Toopoxia would come back online, so I could get my revenge. Rembember The Battle Of Generic Army Base In New York Countryside!!!

Ben also came out aiming.

Melissa called out "Are you a civilian? Declare your allegance!"

"Yes," Rebecca called out, "We're savilions it's me him, his girlfriend and my kids."

''I'm a civilian!" he replied "Allegence? Uh-" Jonas tried to think, America was practically gone and he didn't know what to say, "Who are you? Are you friendly or not?"

OOC: Kulikovo, where are you at?

OCC: We're outside Pittsburgh

OOC: Huh, that's right near my area...

"That depends. Would you declare your self loyal to the Fomer United States, and dissatain yourself from all anti forces bent on keeping the Republic From reforming?"

OCC: Liberated New Ireland, I thought you were in Philly

IC:

"Well-I guess I'm still loyal to America" he said. Jonas hoped natalie and the others were alright. "Who are you?"

General Peter Laakaso, Supereme Commander for the N-A.E.F., gazed upon the streets of San Fransico. Novus-America's entrance in the Restoration Alliance was welcomed, as well as the fleet in the Bering Strait. Russia raised some alarams over its presence, put they quieted down when it became obvious that the fleet wasn't launching an attack. Still, they remained cautious.

Novus-America's presence on American soil was met with mixed reactions. To the far majority, they were welcomed as countrymen (always preferred over foreigners, even if they were very friendly) and bringers of stability. However, there was a small, yet vocal, portion that renoucned the Novus-Americans as traitors. General Laakaso had a run in with one, a middle-aged man, who cursed him out as a, "right-winger" and left. At that, the general frowned. Novus-America held strictly to many the same principles as the Libertarian Party does, and since they are perceived as being part of the right, the very Liberal southern Californians were only expected as such.

Shaking the thoughts out of his mind, General Laakaso walked over to his command room. His staff noted his presence and continued with their assignments. The general looked over the map pinned upon the wall.

Alliance forces were engaged on several fronts, the most predomint one being in the north, along the Canadian/New York border area. The N.E.A. was stubbornly refusing cooperation with the Alliance, though Novus-America's presence drew support from the Libertarians in the area, particularly New Hampshire. However, the general dismissed any thought of them secceeding from the N.E.A. and joining the Alliance; their neighbors would see to them quickly should that happen.

That which drew General Laakaso's attention the most was the actions of the U-A.E.F. against the Republic of Texas. To their credit, the Texans were putting up a stubborn fight, and little progress had been made yet there. Novus-American troops had no desert combat training as none existed in their country. However, the pan-handle of Oklahoma was under Alliance control, as well as RoT territory near the Rockies, so he could not say they were making no progress.

The general sighed. Blood would be the currency paid in for the United State's restoration.

OOC-Are any of the Atlantic coast states of America, like Maine open for claiming?

OOC: Same state, and my forces are spread out everywhere between there and New York State, waiting to strike our bitter enemy, Toopoxia.

"What the hell kind of a question is that?"
Rebecca called out, "I'm loyal to the U.S. I just want somewhere safe for my children and I."
She looked at Jonas, "And these two other people."

Eleanor, Putnam County, West Virginia, Former USA

"It would appear that not everyone in what used to be the USA shares our view of liberty and freedom. Every state in the East is under one government or another except this one. It is as though nothing has changed. One government was replaced by another. We are sandwiched between a CSA, a New England alliance, the NRA, and Canadians. It's a sad time now, and it will be but days until our status as a buffer zone will be challenged.

We will perservere, though. Nobody said anarchy was gonna be easy!."

Erwin Karlburg didn't woo the crowd that well. They collectively nodded and milled around as a few other people walked up to him.

"It was a good try, Erwin. The odds aren't any good for us, though. What good will fourty-six of us do anyway?"

"I don't know, but we should probably block the main roads in. If you still got those deuce-and-a-half trucks, maybe we ought to take some stuff from the armory around here."

Putnam County had been abandoned long ago. It was one of the more prosperous counties in an otherwise poor state. It had a coal power plant, many chemical plants, a dam, and even an Toyota parts factory. It was no surprise, then, that people left for greener pastures. Charleston, the capital of West Virginia, in bordering Kanawha County was a chaotic mess. What had been a city with a gang problem became a large slum where only the gangsters remained. West Virginia had coal, natural gas, and a few oil reserves, but the facilities for them had been left in disrepair after the general turmoil.

Karlburg's anarchist group was a mixed bunch who had no shortage of small arms weaponry and ammunition. The problem, of course, was the fact that they had to scavenge for anything else. Everyone carried a tube around for siphoning gas out of abandoned cars and various canteens and cups to carry the fuel. They didn't so much look like a military as they did a gang.

The 'anarchists' blocked off the primary roads into Putnam County with tires, desks, and timber. They also nailed signs up. These signs read 'ANCAPISTAN'. None of the 'anarchists' really thought much about politics, it was always Karlburg that did that for them. He wasn't very good at talking about the now but he was much better at making seemingly extreme positions seem less extreme.

(OOC: Putnam County is in the southwestern part of WV between Charleston and Huntington.)

OCC: Pittsburgh is in Southwest PA. Philly is in Southeast PA.

OOC-I see, thanks LNI. I just wanted to know. Perhaps Virginia or the Carolinas are open?

Both nodded and lowerd their weapons.

"You may stand up sir."

"I'm Melissa Fahn, my Partner Ben Rogerson. If you have more people with you, and a private place, we will explain further."

Jonas put his hands down and gave a sigh of relief "there's a shed nearby" he said.

yeah most East States are open

"His girlfriend and my children are in the shed," Rebecca said as she motioned the two forward, "My name is Rebecca Mills."

OOC: Not true, kanami. RFF (as the NRA) lays claim to Virginia, the Federal Gov't is in Maryland, I think. There was some fascist state in the countries south of carolina, and whoever had area was battling the NRA. Also, we've got a maniac with chemical weapons and cruise missiles. So the east coast is pretty much a warzone. Try the midwest...

OCC: I'm done for the night, c'ya...in Hell :eek: :mp5:

"Melissa Fahn."

"Ben Rogerson."


"Okay, forgive our agression back there but it's necissary to protect our selfs. We are from the Republic of Kanami, an island in the Pacfic about 1700 miles South West of Japan. We aren't actually with the Military. In fact what I'm about to tell you must never leave between us. We are part of a Top Secreat Society known as the Order of the Hawk. We are so secreat not even our own Prime Minister knows we exist. We we we're started about 200 years ago by our Founding Mother Yasashii Himura. Our basic job is: To make sure our Republic maintains a steady course. And over see Global Affairs such as this. We are here to insure this country truly gets back on it's feet in the right hands. And to make sure citzens don't get swept into aiding Terroist Forces under duress. We are perhaps the most knowladgeable people you will ever meet on this planet. We can tell a Chinese man from a Lation one. We know how to do espionage, sabatoge, puppetry, and all sorts of cute Government tricks. Now we don't intend to establish a puppet Government. But we do intend to establish a brand new one. Because we care. "

"I understand," Rebecca said, "I won't mention anything; my children and I thank you for what you are trying to do."

Governor Trevon Hamilton was being escorted into the Capitol Building as a round of fire just narrowly missed hitting him, but as a result one of his men was hit instead - Governor Trevon Hamilton was rushed inside the building to safety.

"What the hell just happened out there?!" shouted the Governor.

"I'm not sure sir, but we believe it might have come from a rooftop near by," said a member of his entourage.

"Obviously! But why wasn't this checked before? Things like this aren't suppose to happen!"

"I'll get right on it, sir."

The Governor of Massachusetts was nearly assassinated but that was the last thing on his mind - he needed to address the state and try to initiate calm.

"hmmm?" Derek noticed the soldiers in the background, he turned to one of the gate guards, "Officer, take these children inside and make sure they are not harmed." Derek ran off to join his fellow troops, grabbing an M16 he lept onto the truck, Officer Nick looked at the children through his gas mask, "Follow me and do not stray!"
William nodded and followed, pulling Liz alongside him.

OOC: Can I have a round-up oif whats happened?

OOC: i also need some discription of your base Toopoxia, I have nothing to work on ATM.

(OOC: I'm back, k, the Factory is split into two parts, Main building and Warehouse, the Main building is where you'll be taken, on the ground floor is a reception area which adjoins the canteen ((more than likely you'll be taken there)) there are three doors off the canteen, to the North is the kitchen, to the East is a corridor with bedrooms on each side, possibly for the Toxitroops and to the South is a locked door with the word "RESTRICTED" printed in large red letters, it seems to be an air tight sealed room made of a reinforced material, if you ask the Toxitroop escort nicely he might be able to tell you a little more.)

Sorry for the delay...

When they found the body, the police knew something was up. After all, the man had a laptop and a Palm Pilot in his possession; clearly, this wasn't your everyday corpse. Of course, with the way events had unfolded lately, maybe it wasn't too much of a leap for a man who had obviously been wealthy - or at least upper-middle class - to end up dead on the streets of Baltimore.

The cops who found the body checked it carefully for some sort of ID; they found a wallet with a $20 bill, which one pocketed, a long-since-expired library card, a receipt, an old (and by now inedible) piece of candy, and a driver's license with the name "Trevor Jones" on it. They now had a name to give the body, and since it wasn't anyone they knew to be important, they relaxed.

The cops called in the death, then drove back to the station, carrying the deceased's personal effects with them. After the federal government collapsed and took the ordinary civic order with it, with murder rates skyrocketing, the Baltimore PD had begun to limit the number of cases it would investigate to cop-killings and attacks on prominent individuals (the mayor, crime kingpins, and VIPs). This "Trevor Jones," whoever he was, fit neither of those categories. His family, if it even existed, would probably not ever be able to bury his body. But such was life in the sudden time of troubles that had engulfed America...

(OOC: hey Beltway, you ever gonna post on my MT intro thread?)

OOC - Just did...

William followed Nick into a large building ahead that looked as though it was once a factory of some sort. It was big, with dirt stained walls and bullet pocked doors that the Officers now led them through. The room that they where led into was a reception, a reception that looked out of use and dirty.

A set of double doors where ahead and they where taken through these into a canteen where many men where eating. Gripping his shotgun william assessed the ways out, there where three doors. one led to a kitchen of some sort-possably a way out. The other led to some sort of corrador-it looked like a dead end. Another door had the words Ristricted painted on it in big red letters.

William could feel his curiosity growing as they made there way towards it, stopping short before heading off in another direction. He watched as someone passed through the door and got a glipse of what lay beyond. ít seemed like an airtight room-but why.

For a second William reambered the gasmasks-chemical warfare! He was only pulling at straws but it seemed likly, whatever happened he would need to get liz a gas mask. He spoke to the guard. "Would it be possable to get a mask for me sis mate?"

General Peter Laakaso, Supereme Commander for the N-A.E.F., gazed upon the streets of San Fransico. Novus-America's entrance in the Restoration Alliance was welcomed, as well as the fleet in the Bering Strait. Russia raised some alarams over its presence, put they quieted down when it became obvious that the fleet wasn't launching an attack. Still, they remained cautious.

Novus-America's presence on American soil was met with mixed reactions. To the far majority, they were welcomed as countrymen (always preferred over foreigners, even if they were very friendly) and bringers of stability. However, there was a small, yet vocal, portion that renoucned the Novus-Americans as traitors. General Laakaso had a run in with one, a middle-aged man, who cursed him out as a, "right-winger" and left. At that, the general frowned. Novus-America held strictly to many the same principles as the Libertarian Party does, and since they are perceived as being part of the right, the very Liberal southern Californians were only expected as such.

Shaking the thoughts out of his mind, General Laakaso walked over to his command room. His staff noted his presence and continued with their assignments. The general looked over the map pinned upon the wall.

Alliance forces were engaged on several fronts, the most predomint one being in the north, along the Canadian/New York border area. The N.E.A. was stubbornly refusing cooperation with the Alliance, though Novus-America's presence drew support from the Libertarians in the area, particularly New Hampshire. However, the general dismissed any thought of them secceeding from the N.E.A. and joining the Alliance; their neighbors would see to them quickly should that happen.

That which drew General Laakaso's attention the most was the actions of the U-A.E.F. against the Republic of Texas. To their credit, the Texans were putting up a stubborn fight, and little progress had been made yet there. Novus-American troops had no desert combat training as none existed in their country. However, the pan-handle of Oklahoma was under Alliance control, as well as RoT territory near the Rockies, so he could not say they were making no progress.

The general sighed. Blood would be the currency paid in for the United State's restoration.



The N-A.E.F. forces were inching their way south in the face of fierce opposition from the Texicans. The northwest section of what was once Oklahoma was a dead zone. Bodies, both human and mechanical, were strewn across the landscape. Fires raged everywhere, sending vast clouds of black smoke skyward. If there had been anyone to take a tally, it waould have been apparent that both sides had taken severe losses.

President Phillips had ordered the reinforcement of Amarillo. Three squadrons of fighter jets were based there, as were a division of armor. Texican Marines, Rangers, and regular Army were going to put up one hell of a fight if the NAEF came their way.

NAEF was apparently trying to reassemble the splintered USA. Phillips was not opposed to the idea, but pitting American against American was not the answer. And what Phillips really didn't like were the foreigners that the NAEF were using in the south.

Phillips turned to his secretary. " Miss Jones, please get a message to however the hell is in charge of the NAEF requesting a conference of some kind. Apparently, they are ignorant of American history. The last time Americans fought Americans it was a disaster. We must try and head off a repeat of what happened back then."

"Yes sir. I'l get right on it."

I finally give the order: several of the silo bases that toopoxia took over (OOC- like, say, 75%), and Toopoxia Corporation HQ comes under attack by Combat84 belligerents.

General Laakaso was in his study, confering with fellow leaders of the Restoration Alliance, when his personal aide, Major Jack Helmut, walked through the doorway.

"Yes, Major?" Major Helmut leaned in close so that only the general could hear.

"General, I have a representative of the Republic of Texas on the phone. He wishes to speak with you, sir, in private."

"Thank you, Major. I'll take the message in my office," General Laakaso replied, nodding his head. The major nodded in return and walked back out the door. General Laakaso excused himself from his peers as he retreated into his office, locking the door behind him.

"This is General Laakaso, Supreme Commander of the Novus-American Expeditionairy Force. With whom am I speaking?" he asked, now seated behind his desk with the receiver held firmly against his head.

"General, my name is Miss Heather Jones, secretary for President Phillips of the Republic of Texas."

"How can I help you, Ms. Jones?"

"The president wants to arrange a meeting with you, though he refuses to do so in any territory held by yourself or your allies."

General Laakaso sat back a moment, his mouth slightly ajar. Were the Texans offering their surrender? No, he thought. They were fighting too fiercely for that option. A cease-fire was out of the question, giving that the only other force boardering them was the C.S.A., but the two had a non-agression pact.

He could see no way of discerning Texas' intentions without speaking with one of their diplomats. However, he would no sooner hold a meeting in their territory as they would in his. He recalled what he recently knew about lands controled by any factions, and that which was not claimed by any.

"If your president would so like," the General started, his voice firm and even. "We could meet in Colorado. Strictly speaking in terms of effective fighting forces, it is still in neutral territory."

There was silence for several moments before Ms. Jones came back. "Agreed. President Phillips will meet with you at a tavern known as the Hook and Ladder in Blue Springs, a suburb located approximately twenty miles from the Republic's borders."

That was a little too close for General Laakaso's tastes, but this was an opportune time to create a diplomatic solution to this mess, thus saving lives for all sides.

"Agreed. I will depart immediately."

The general hung up and quickly informed Major Helmut of the upcoming meeting, as well as to arrange for an escort.

God willing, no shots will be fired.

The emperor was now displeased with the way the other nations were handling with the expanse of the Empire. Another month after the conquering of Japan, The Philippines and Indonesia have both joined together with Burma and it's allies to resist the Empire from taking Asia and have now formed The Military Republic of Abdistan under the Military Dictator-General Abdul-Nasser ibn Osama al-A'rab. It is still unknown if India or any other nations plan to attack China or if they will help it against the Resistance. This was certainly not what the emperor had hoped for in the progress of the Asian conquest. He was, however, trained to know an enemy if one had appeared before him. This "Abdistan" is now clearly a great road block in the journey of the emperor's thousand mile path. He had only one wise option before him now, destroy the rock that blocks his path to the glory of the Zhai Dynasty, or risk losing all that he fought for so long to accomplish. However, with the people viewing him as the god that he is, the largest military in the world, the skills and leadership of Ran Ji Ming, the monstrous economy to provide for more soldiers and expanding new technologies for greater weapons and armor, the question is no longer if the Imperial forces can defeat this enemy... But how long it will take.

Current Status:
The emperor has now declared war on the Military Republic of Abdistan and encourages all people to cheer on the Imperial Forces as they march into these lands to bring more land, wealth, and resources to the might of the Empire. The emperor has also set up a new advisory council of eunuchs to represent the people who must be of the age of 45, be a proud supporter of the Empire, and under-go genital mutilation after being elected to serve for life advising the emperor of the events in the Empire. There are now a total of 1,000 eunuchs in the council, each one representing 1,900,000 people.

"Sir, a fellow communist nation is being attacked."

"Ask them if they need help."

"Yes sir."

To: China

From: The Soviet Union (Russia)

Re: Help?

Text:

Hello, comrade. We would be honored to hel pyou against these capitalists invading you.

To: His Excellency Vladimir Sarov
From:Tao Bin Rui, Imperial Eunuch of the Chinese Empire

In regards of aid against the capitalist countries attacking us, feel free to attack Kazakhstan and all the other breakaway republics and take them for your own but do not invade any further than that. We are more than capable of handling them at their home bases in the rest of Asia. Also take note that His Imperial Majesty will accept NO treason. If you plan to attack us soon after taking these countries, we WILL resort to military force and any other means necessary to make you learn the true power of the Zhai Dynasty.

To: His Excellency Vladimir Sarov
From:Tao Bin Rui, Imperial Eunuch of the Chinese Empire

In regards of aid against the capitalist countries attacking us, feel free to attack Kazakhstan and all the other breakaway republics and take them for your own but do not invade any further than that. We are more than capable of handling them at their home bases in the rest of Asia. Also take note that His Imperial Majesty will accept NO treason. If you plan to attack us soon after taking these countries, we WILL resort to military force and any other means neccessary to make you learn the true power of the Zhai Dynasty.

The Soviet Union will not invade any further. Should you require assistance, you may ask.

---Kazaghstan---

Soviet tanks and infantry crossed the Kazaghstanian border, bringing destruction upon all in their path.

General Laakaso was in his study, confering with fellow leaders of the Restoration Alliance, when his personal aide, Major Jack Helmut, walked through the doorway.

"Yes, Major?" Major Helmut leaned in close so that only the general could hear.

"General, I have a representative of the Republic of Texas on the phone. He wishes to speak with you, sir, in private."

"Thank you, Major. I'll take the message in my office," General Laakaso replied, nodding his head. The major nodded in return and walked back out the door. General Laakaso excused himself from his peers as he retreated into his office, locking the door behind him.

"This is General Laakaso, Supreme Commander of the Novus-American Expeditionairy Force. With whom am I speaking?" he asked, now seated behind his desk with the receiver held firmly against his head.

"General, my name is Miss Heather Jones, secretary for President Phillips of the Republic of Texas."

"How can I help you, Ms. Jones?"

"The president wants to arrange a meeting with you, though he refuses to do so in any territory held by yourself or your allies."

General Laakaso sat back a moment, his mouth slightly ajar. Were the Texans offering their surrender? No, he thought. They were fighting too fiercely for that option. A cease-fire was out of the question, giving that the only other force boardering them was the C.S.A., but the two had a non-agression pact.

He could see no way of discerning Texas' intentions without speaking with one of their diplomats. However, he would no sooner hold a meeting in their territory as they would in his. He recalled what he recently knew about lands controled by any factions, and that which was not claimed by any.

"If your president would so like," the General started, his voice firm and even. "We could meet in Colorado. Strictly speaking in terms of effective fighting forces, it is still in neutral territory."

There was silence for several moments before Ms. Jones came back. "Agreed. President Phillips will meet with you at a tavern known as the Hook and Ladder in Blue Springs, a suburb located approximately twenty miles from the Republic's borders."

That was a little too close for General Laakaso's tastes, but this was an opportune time to create a diplomatic solution to this mess, thus saving lives for all sides.

"Agreed. I will depart immediately."

The general hung up and quickly informed Major Helmut of the upcoming meeting, as well as to arrange for an escort.

God willing, no shots will be fired.



Three Comanche III HCGSs set down in a corn field about 1/2 mile outside Blue Springs, CO. The red, white, and blue Star of Texas was emblazoned on each, and each held a half-dozen Texas Marines, armed to the teeth. The gunship gunners had their sights turned to the approaching Novus reps. They really didn't expect any trouble, but these days you never knew.

General Matthew Scoggins climbed out of the cockpit of the center HCGS, lit a cigarette, and scanned the area. They were supposed to be meeting in a bar. Hopefully, it was a still-functional bar. Scoggins hadn't had a decent glass of beer in months.

Scoggins had been given the rundown of the situation. Left unchecked, Novus and Texas would battle each other to a virtual standstill, with very high losses on both sides. Resources would be depleted, and no matter who surrendered first, the rebuilding of America would be set back many years. President Phillips was seeking to avoid the mistakes of the past. There was no reason why Americans should be killing each other.

President Phillips had given Gen. Scoggins full authority to come to some kind of terms with Novus. Scoggins had brought along a sector governor from the northern sector of the Republic. There were four. No more states, just sectors. Easier to manage. The governor, Lee Hoskins, was a former New Mexican senator, an arch-conservative with a bit of Apache blood in him. This was no smiling, cardboard cutout politician. Here was a statesman, who actually put the good of the country ahead of the special interest groups.

Hoskins was very anxious to see what the new rulers of America had in mind. If it was going to be the way it was before the Fall, then let the war begin. There was no sense going back to the old ways. The governor and the President were dead serious about returning to the original intent of the Founding Fathers, back in 1776. Anything less was unacceptable.

But, as the Good Book said, 'Despise not the day of small beginning...'

Bump

"Rest assured, you and your sister are quite safe in here, but if it would make you feel any better I'm sure that I could supply you with some spare masks, just bare with me for a while." The officer walked off into the barracks.

**** **** ****

Providence, Toopoxia HQ

"Enemies inbound, we're taking you out of here sir!" Two soldiers had rushed into the office where the CEO was looking out onto the city below, "Yes, prepare my helicopter at once!" The soldiers took Lucian out into a corridor which led to the roof, "We will be going out into the Seas for the moment to avoid enemy fire, we will be landing in Los Angeles Factory shortly, word is that NY base is also under attack!"

Guns started to poke out of the windows of the HQ building they were aimed at the approaching army, snipers took up position on the roof hoping to pick off any enemy officers, on the ground several Toxitroops were laying down barbed wire as others got behind sandbag Foxholes preparing HMG's.

**** **** ****

(OOC: I only took one silo at the military base)

NY Military base

"Approaching enemy force, we have alerted the Providence HQ who we suspect is also under attack." The Commander nodded, he looked over the officers who sat before him, "Tank division, get in early and fight off any enemy vechiles, once your mission is complete return to base and take up a firing position behind this ridge." The Commander pointed to a ridge on the map, "The enemy will be suspecting a gas attack and it is too close proximity to use Cyanogen, therfore the use of Nerve gases is prohibited for the duration of this engagement, now the enemy is ragtag and small in number, if we can get them in a bottleneck then the day will be won, artillery will be firing upon the enemies flanks when they reach here." The Commander pointed to a scenic field just outside the base, "Forcing them here will be more difficult so I want forces to navigete them into the trap, flee when you hear the sound of Artillery fire, once pinned we can move in but not too close with the snipers and force them into a retreat, you have your orders, get moving!"

The Tanks roared out of the base and toward the enemy, they stayed at the maximum effective range away from the enemy and loaded the shells, they locked onto targets and simultaniously fired at the enemy vechles.

OOC: I thought you had multiple silos for multiple missiles. Also, my army got a lot bigger during the war with Canada, so there are about a thousand veteran soldiers attacking each position.

Providence
Lynch snarled as a sniper bullet put a hole in the concrete wall beside him. His forward assault groups were taking cover in the building surrounding the HQ. Meanwhile, another assault force was breaking into the basement, by blowing a hole in the sewer wall.
"Snipers, focus on countersniping, and hit those machinegunners! Someone hit that chopper with a LAWs!"
HIs soldiers complied.

NY Base
A small force of soldiers, dressed in rags, and with military-grade weapons that were disguised as hunting rifles, rushed the scenic field, ready to take a pounding from the artillery.
Meanwhile, the main assault force attacked in the opposite direction. They quickly approached the base.

Providence

Sniper shots smashed through the HMG batteries lined up outside the factory, the Troops hid behind the sandbag wall hoping to throw off the enemy.

The Helicoper tail blew off and the remaining cockpit flew out of control into the cold hard ground, the explosion wrapped over the ground and shards of glass and metal were tossed about the place.

(OOC: a few comments, mostly the sewer pipe, no-one is as idiotic to build a basement with a Mains line Sewer pipe connecting through it, you could however shrink yourself to the size of a maggot and crawl up the connecting pipe, besides in order to increase productivity the Basement would be well developed and possibly fortified for possible nuclear attacks.)

NY Military Base

"Sir Spy sattelite confirms, the enemy is mving round to flank our rear, the small force moving up the field is a decoy, what are our orders?" The Commander sneered, an obvious tactic, "Send out a small force to silence the assulting group, try to take a prisoner, in the distance between the base and NYC I'd say they'd be pretty cramped between a rock and a hard place, bombard them with artillery and get the Toxitroops ready for conflict on the South side."

NYC Factory

"Sir, spy sattelites and a message from NY Military base have told us of an army manuevering between the city and the base ready to rush it, they have already ordered artillery battery support and wish to know what we can do." The Manager of the Factory was smiling at the prospect of getting a chance to kill, "do nothing, wait for the fleeing enemy to come to us."

OOC: Hang on, how close are the base and NYC? The logistics of this fight is really f*cking confusing. Also, you realise that a LAWs is a high-explosive rocket, right?

"Rest assured, you and your sister are quite safe in here, but if it would make you feel any better I'm sure that I could supply you with some spare masks, just bare with me for a while." The officer walked off into the barracks.

William took a seat as the officer wandered off, motioning for his sister to sit down. Yeah, as safe as hell He thought, loading his shotgun up under the table. I don't know what the fucks going on, theres some sort of war going on and I'm miles from home. Great.

OOC: Just wanted to say good thread...

OCC: Thanks, I try my best. But it's you guys who make it what it is. Without you, I'd just be a madman with a radical rp idea. They laughed at me, but I'll show them!! Muahahaha!!

OOC: People said I was stupid, but I proved them!!!

(OOC: my bad LNI, I'll edit, I'd say the Base is 5-10 miles from the City)

NYC Factory

"Stay here, there is an emergency situation." Alarms rang out across the Factory as the officer quickly dropped off the masks, the remaining Officers left thier tables and thier food and rushed off into the reception area.

(OOC: my bad LNI, I'll edit, I'd say the Base is 5-10 miles from the City)

NYC Factory

"Stay here, there is an emergency situation." Alarms rang out across the Factory as the officer quickly dropped off the masks, the remaining Officers left thier tables and thier food and rushed off into the reception area.
William gripped the gun as the claxtons went off, pulling on the gas mask and handing the over to his sister. "Where out of ehre." He said in muffled tones, standing up and beginning to run.

They ran towards the kitchen, William shoudler barging the doors and suprising a cook that was on his way out. The man fell voer, only to be trampled on by liz's small feet.

OOC: Any way out of the ktichen?

OOC: 'bout how many soldiers do you have? Also, you have sattelites that can pick up a person dressed in camos, in the middle of the night? (honestly, I know nothing about spy sattelites.)

Providence
Lynch cursed as the chopper took off. "Soldiers, get that main door open, we aren't leaving till this place is ours!"
A pair of rockets smashed into the HQ door.

Army Base
"Christ!" Kennedy yelled as the artillery decimated her force. "Soldiers, keep moving, we have a job to do!" She saw the Toxitroops, and gave the order to fire.

(OOC; There is a single one way door which can only be opened from this side, outside is a Truck being guarded by a single Trucker and a Toxitroop who are currently having a smoke, there is also a hatch which is poorly illuminated and shows no signs of a ending.)

(OOC: bout 1,000 troops at the Base and 300 at the HQ, I'm guessing the Spy sattlelite can change from Normal to Infra Red I mean it's not that hard Police choppers do it all the time)

HQ Providence

The rockets smashed the Doors off the hinges and send the front line flying back, the second line NVG's equipped began to fire through the cloud and into any intruders that were making a break for the doors.

NY Military Base

"Tank Strike, move them in!" The Tanks moved out of the base and into the territory between the two, firing shots at the enemy vechiles, and generally into the crowd of soldiers.

OOC: Actually, we don't have any tanks or IFV's, that takes a lot of resources, more than my Paras have.

Providence
"Dammit, fall back!" Lynch yelled, as he watched his first squad wither under enemy fire, as they rushed the doors. "Snipers, hammer those gunners, hurry it up!"

Army Base
"Tanks!" a soldier yelled as the shells ripped through the air, and killed a number of soldiers.
"AT gunners, hit those tanks!" Kennedy yelled as she took cover in a blast crater.

Providence

"Aim for the enemy Snipers, protect our boys!" The snipers dotted across the HQ changed target to seek out the sniping enemy, blasting out if and when they found one, the Machinegunners had taken the HMG's and retreated into the base until it was all clear.

New York

"Tanks fall back!" The commander wanted to preserve ammo and confuse the enemy, a few of the rockets blasted some of the tanks into smouldering craters, "Hold positions, fire only if you have a clear target until I give the order!"

Battle Update: January 17, 2016
After a month of combat against the Resistance, the emperor made the decision on his 36th birthday to drop a hydrogen bomb on the city of Yangon. The entire city is now destroyed and no survivors can be seen. The cowardly Prime Minister Htun Win was captured outside the city of Haka and brought under custody. The people everywhere else in Burma now speak for themselves saying they no longer wish to face the empire and have now succeeded to China. Immediately after, the sultan of Malaysia escaped to the other side of the country and leaves the peninsula vulnerable for total conquest. After taking the peninsula part of Malaysia, Singapore was left defenseless and open for conquering. Singapore was, of course, taken with one simple military advance. However the threat is not over. The leader, Abdul-Nasser ibn Osama al-A'rab, is now being searched for in the former territories of the Soviet Union. Tajikistan and Kyrgyzstan have now been conquered by China and now the chances of finding Al-A'rab are growing greater.

Message to Countries near Military Republic of Abdistan:
Whatever country finds Al-A'rab will be rewarded with $250,000,000

Providence
"Now's our chance! Sniper's, go back to countersniping, assault troops, move in!" The snipers returned fire at their counterparts, and a wave of assault troops rushed the now-empty machinegun posts.

Army Base
Kennedy decided to press her advantage, and advanced with her troops, while the AT gunners continued to take potshots at the enemy tanks.

Providence

As the enemies approached the HQ a field of fire swept out from the gun posts inside the building, Machinegunners who had not yet made it inside turned and shot wildly into the cloud of bees.

New York

"Rockets! I want those enemy launchers down!" The Commander was stressed and took the overkill action, All actions were being taken to at least slow the approach, the Tanks which had made it into base began to fire from behind the friendly lines over the heads of the soldiers.

Providence
(OOC: Bees? You a-hole! lol)
"Get down!" The assault troops took cover near the entrance, along with Lynch, after cutting down the exposed enemies. "Hit 'em with grenades!" A dozen stolen Canadian grenades were thrown into the HQ entrance.

Army Base
"Take cover!" The AT gunners and riflemen traded fire with the enemy. When the enemy tanks got too accurate, Kennedy yelled "Displace!" The soldiers took up new positions and readied another volley of fire.

Got to go for awhile, I'm gettin' my pancake on.

You know I love them pancakes, cousin.

(OOC: where I come from it's a saying, "shooting into a cloud of bees" meaning that because a cloud of bees is so tightly packed a bullet going through it will hit at least one bee)

Providence

"GRENADES!" The Troops took cover and ran down the corridors, the resulting blast knocked a hole in the wall, the soldiers around the door returned to post stepping over dead comrades and continuing fire.

New York City

"Sir, I really recomend we send in some forces now!" The Manager looked at his military advisor, he smiled at the young man, "Very well, send in every availiable man to get their rear!"

New York Army Base

The thining groups of soldiers were becoming ever more distracting as they weaved across the battlefield, "Tanks provide cover, Full charge move up!" The soldiers began to spray across the battlefield and run up into close combat Knives at the ready.

OOC: I go to school, and look, ten more pages I have to read through...
For Roman Greece or any of the newer nations, open East Coast states still avaliable are Maryland, Delaware, and Jersey (I think Jersey). The CSA has Richmond, VA, down to Miami, then over to New Orleans, encompassing Florida, 'Bama, Mississippi, half of Louisiana, half of Virginia, both the Carolinas, Tennessee, and Kentucky...though Kentucky's currently being wrapped up right now.

I'll get in IC post up soon...

OOC: I own Camden and Trenton (two Jersey cities)

Three Comanche III HCGSs set down in a corn field about 1/2 mile outside Blue Springs, CO. The red, white, and blue Star of Texas was emblazoned on each, and each held a half-dozen Texas Marines, armed to the teeth. The gunship gunners had their sights turned to the approaching Novus reps. They really didn't expect any trouble, but these days you never knew.

General Matthew Scoggins climbed out of the cockpit of the center HCGS, lit a cigarette, and scanned the area. They were supposed to be meeting in a bar. Hopefully, it was a still-functional bar. Scoggins hadn't had a decent glass of beer in months.

Scoggins had been given the rundown of the situation. Left unchecked, Novus and Texas would battle each other to a virtual standstill, with very high losses on both sides. Resources would be depleted, and no matter who surrendered first, the rebuilding of America would be set back many years. President Phillips was seeking to avoid the mistakes of the past. There was no reason why Americans should be killing each other.

President Phillips had given Gen. Scoggins full authority to come to some kind of terms with Novus. Scoggins had brought along a sector governor from the northern sector of the Republic. There were four. No more states, just sectors. Easier to manage. The governor, Lee Hoskins, was a former New Mexican senator, an arch-conservative with a bit of Apache blood in him. This was no smiling, cardboard cutout politician. Here was a statesman, who actually put the good of the country ahead of the special interest groups.

Hoskins was very anxious to see what the new rulers of America had in mind. If it was going to be the way it was before the Fall, then let the war begin. There was no sense going back to the old ways. The governor and the President were dead serious about returning to the original intent of the Founding Fathers, back in 1776. Anything less was unacceptable.

But, as the Good Book said, 'Despise not the day of small beginning...'

General Laakaso's helicoptor touched down a hundred yards from where the Texas representative's escort was. The two sides at each other in their sights, ready to squeeze the trigger the instant something went wrong. The general ran a hand over his sweating forehead, then slicked back his thinning hairline. He was no diplomat; he was a soldier. His teeth were cut in the deep forests of Novus Virginia, when he first enlisted as a Marine. The only experience with politics he had was reading the newspapers, voting each election, and the occasion party some dignitary threw.

Yet, he could be encouraged by the fact that generals Grant and Lee were soldiers, yet their cooperation ended the American Civil War. Taking a deep breath, he pulled on his dress uniform cap and opened the helicoptor's side doors, a handful of armed escorts already waiting for him.

The budding corn field between the two forces easily yielded to their feet. General Laakaso smiled as the two sides met and extended his hand. The representative from Texas grasped it and gave it a firm shake.

"General Peter Laakaso, United States of Novus-America Marine Corp."

"I'm General Matthew Scoggins, Republic of Texas Army. This is Lee Hoskins, Northern Sector governor."

"General," Hoskins said as he and Laakaso shook hands in turn.

"Well, gentlemen," General Hoskins began. "I suggest that we go this bar and discuss our negotiations."

With an open hand, General Hoskins motioned to the town and the men began their trek, towards what may be a defining moment for this war.

OOC: Hey, what's going on in the nation in general? Maybe you should do a news report, Kulikuvo

OCC: Stuffs happening too fast for me :( But I'll try

American News Network ANN

Disaster has struck the fractured nation's capital. An explosion has rocked the capitol building. It is unclear as to wether it was a bomb or missile. It is unknown how many senators or congressmen are dead. Emergency crews are on the scene and pulling survivors out of the rubble. reports tell us that only a portion has been blown apart. This is the saddest day in recent memory for this reporter. It is unknown about the origins of this explosion. It is unknown if it was a terrorist attack, or anarchist, or seperatist, or a strike by a foreign nation. More on this when he recieve more reports...

(What happened while I was gone? There are like 40 new posts jesus christ!)

Canadian Emergency situation room:
"Canadian partroopers have set up airbase's all alone missouri sir. they should be able to provide support for the missourians." "good how is or ground assault doing?" "Indiana is under control and the forces are almost at the Missouri/Illinois boarder sir." "good everthing is going to plan.

(considering I've gone awhile tell me if something else happened with missouri like if texas took it or something and if they did ignore this post.)

OCC: delete all those posts, man

Several dead corpses lay face-down in a puddle in the streets of Louisville. An APC drove by, seven soldiers sitting tight on the top, armed with M-29 rifles. The final borders had been secured, Kentucky and the Richmond-Virginia line being the north fields that the CSA had deemed as suitable borders. Tennessee, Mississippi, and Louisiana all borderd ROT lines, and there was nothing to worry about there. But with the still-chaotic North, much of the Confederate force was clustered in Kentucky and Virginia, engineering crews working at record paces to finish fortifications and border security. Down South, in Florida, similar border securities were established to keep out those pesky Cubans that had plagued the former USA for decades.

(sorry my server went a little haywire on me)

OOC Did you do a quintuple post, Ustia?

(I don't know what happened it just sat there and then boom a million post went up of the same thing.

Over battle field of NYC base:

"This is 35th fighter/bomber squardron to combat86 troops where here to provide air support for your attack on the base over."

The ships waited silently in the dark.

Dutch was phoned offical orders by the Queen and Commander of the Navy.

"Our orders are to beach up, and take the ports."

A small dingy stealthly moved towards land. It beached up, and men exited taking cover in the sand, seeweed, and anything else they could hid behind. More dingies followed. Two then Four, then all of them.

"Our job is to provide cover. If our men and women are fired upon, then we must fire back. Shell the hell out of them."

The ships waited silently in the dark.

Dutch was phoned offical orders by the Queen and Commander of the Navy.

"Our orders are to beach up, and take the ports."

A small dingy stealthly moved towards land. It beached up, and men exited taking cover in the sand, seeweed, and anything else they could hid behind. More dingies followed. Two then Four, then all of them.

"Our job is to provide cover. If our men and women are fired upon, then we must fire back. Shell the hell out of them."
OOC: You aren't on my land I would wager, because if so, you woulda been fired on...

George woke up and walked into the CP. He wondered what was going to happen. "Hey Nate you ready for what comes to us?"

(Well that happens sometimes)


IC: NYC was calm and peaceful, but now it was a hellish war zone. Kurona's troops moved around to return fire to any fire that was upon them.

"We're going to get killed out here!"

"Just keep your guard up. NO FEAR!"

"Watch for freindly fire."

"How do we know who's freindly?"

"I don't know!"

(Well we would be Beaching up on Texas right now)

(I don't know what happened it just sat there and then boom a million post went up of the same thing.

Over battle field of NYC base:

"This is 35th fighter/bomber squardron to combat troops where here to provide air support for your attack on the base over."

Hammer on the Toxitroops, please. They are occupying the base, and a ridge to the north of it. All of my surviving troops are to the south, please don't hit them.

Nate grunted. "It's gotta be better than livin' with gangs..."

The officer manning the CP looked up at the five men walking forth.

"Welcome to Camp Lejune, gentlemen. For the next eight weeks, this'll be your home, your life, your soul. Forget everything trivial before this point; it doesn't matter. Sergeant Kipling here will show you your room before your initiation after dinner tonight."

"Right, ya'll." said Kipling, "Ya'll be together since we just got vacancies in 2nd House. It's the 2nd over there" he indicated towards a set of low, gray barracks, "and you'll have bunks 5-9. After mess tonight, stay behind in the mess hall to recieve your assignment."

Over NYC Base:
"Roger that. pixy, halo, trigger constrate your bombing on the ridge will hit the base." "yes sir". The squad leader and the other pilots with him came up on the base. "alright GPS is on line, target locked, pickle! pickle!"

(just if you don't know pickle means bombs away)

Nate grunted. "It's gotta be better than livin' with gangs..."

The officer manning the CP looked up at the five men walking forth.

"Welcome to Camp Lejune, gentlemen. For the next eight weeks, this'll be your home, your life, your soul. Forget everything trivial before this point; it doesn't matter. Sergeant Kipling here will show you your room before your initiation after dinner tonight."

"Right, ya'll." said Kipling, "Ya'll be together since we just got vacancies in 2nd House. It's the 2nd over there" he indicated towards a set of low, gray barracks, "and you'll have bunks 5-9. After mess tonight, stay behind in the mess hall to recieve your assignment."

"Yes sir." George walked off with Nate. "So how did you get why did you want to join the CSA army Nate?" George and Nate were going to see what their quarters look liked.

over the ridge line:
"where's the damn ridge! wait a minute I see it! Alright choose your targets, everyone ready?" "Yes" "alright bombs away!" Pixy turned around to see the bombs hit there target. the ridge exploded in flames destroying everything on it. "good run everybody!"

(OOC: Woah woah, wait a second, last post in NY I made was me charging into the enemy lines, what the hell is going on?"

(read the last posts)

OOC: My troops got stalled by your defenders, then Canadian air support showed up (we allied after you used a chemical weapon on them).

Message to Kurona:
I'm aware of your attack on NYC whats your situation it sounds like things are geting bad down there.

(OOC: Suggest you read posts, specifically this one

New York Army Base

The thining groups of soldiers were becoming ever more distracting as they weaved across the battlefield, "Tanks provide cover, Full charge move up!" The soldiers began to spray across the battlefield and run up into close combat, Knives at the ready.

(Yes I read it and I'm aware your counter-attacking I don't see how this means I can't lend air support.)

OOC: Toopoxia, were you telling me what my troops were doing. :mad: :upyours: :eek:

(I thought that was strang as will considering you attacked him while he was gone which is low)

"Mostly cause it's better than being a delivery guy." replied Nate. "Hell, at least you get guarenteed food, shelter, and decent pay with the military."

(I thought that was strang as will considering you attacked him while he was gone which is low)

I just said I commenced the attack. I didn't actually include details or say "I WON", or say that his troops took any losses.

(lets forget about this and continue on with the role play i don't like talking during a RA)

(I was talking to Tooxpoia not you combat)

(OOC: no look, your troops disperse, my troops run up battlefield, the two sides are within less than 5 miles, much less if snipers are involved, 2 miles max, the timeline goes me run, you call in airstrike planes arrive, all of that within 15 minutes or less if you don't want any friendly fire, problem comes in the fact that it takes far longer than 15 minutes to prepare a plane for flight, load it up and send it on it's way, especially if it comes from Canada, so that means when the planes arrive they either do what they ordered and bomb a near empty Military base wasting bombs, or they bomb the bad guys who are in direct contact with good guys.)

(I thought that was strang as will considering you attacked him while he was gone which is low)

(OOC: he was gone for pancakes, besides it was the inevitable counter attack, it is not low at all, consider the fact that in this RP I have gone off for a smoke, waffles, sleep, breakfast, shopping, smoke, drink, and in all of those times people have posted counter attacks)

(do I have to go into great detail what they doing there! If yes then they were orderd to provide air support for the combat troops. They had orders to bomb whatever the combat troops ask them to bomb except for civilan areas of course)

(OOC: Alright I think we've come to a conclusion)

The bombs ripped through the tanks at the base and the Hackers working in the Shelters, some of the Troops that had rushed up looked back and saw that they now needed to win this battle.

(and i repeat my last post lets continue on from where we lift off. I just bombed the base and the ridge. Tooxpoia was launching a counter-attack. LETS BEGIN SHALL WE?)

add on:
whoops got these post up to late, sorry and thanks Tooxpoia for continuing the RA.

(OOC: he was gone for pancakes, besides it was the inevitable counter attack, it is not low at all, consider the fact that in this RP I have gone off for a smoke, waffles, sleep, breakfast, shopping, smoke, drink, and in all of those times people have posted counter attacks)
(I just think it's kind of funny that you say "for pancakes" like it's incredibly offensive.)

(In fact, that is now the new war cry for my country

FOR PANCAKES!!!)

"Mostly cause it's better than being a delivery guy." replied Nate. "Hell, at least you get guarenteed food, shelter, and decent pay with the military."

Walking into the barrack George looked around. He took the top bunk and sat on it. Looking at Nate. "So Nate I guess you have to take the bottom bunk?" George wondered when they would get their uniforms and other clothes.

(*laugh* good one ireland)

(Thanks. So, what's happening in the battle, anyway? My soldiers were going hand-to-hand with Toopoxia... then there was an airstrike... then everyone started arguing...)

Over NYC battle:
"this is fighter bomber squadron we are out of bombs another squadron can be deverted to your postion if needed. do you?, over"

(OOC: Army base has been pretty much flattened, my soldiers are moving up and have just kinda waited til the Small gods stop arguing, can ya see them? just standing there laughing and smoking and having a good time.)

(right now I'm out of bombs and the base is a smoking crater)

(my troops move in on the army base, assuming we won the battle. also, my Providence troops have pulled back. think it would be fair if Ustia shot down your helicopter?)

(I was wondering about the helicopter considering LA is in allied hands)

(my only regret is that I have but one pancake to give for my country)

(OOC: but your still fighting in hand to hand with my guys, and which Helicopter has Usti shot down?)

(Alright, so I'm still skirmishing with your guys... And, I was wondering IF Ustia could shoot down the chopper that escaped from providence. BTW, Ustia, he said it was headed to Delaware.)

The Helicoper tail blew off and the remaining cockpit flew out of control into the cold hard ground, the explosion wrapped over the ground and shards of glass and metal were tossed about the place.

(OOC: I edited the post after LNI told me about the HE in the missiles)

(OHH. I never saw the edit, we got to a new page before you did it, or something. What's Akre up to, anyway?)

(You could of told us about that.)

(OOC:In this thread, I can't remember, I think he was in the NY Army base though no doubt he may have moved himself.)

(well lets continue)

(OOC: my bad LNI, I'll edit

(OOC: now c'mon, enough of the OOC)

OOC: I'll be on this thread later...I need to think out my next moves...

(Amazonia Beasts defied you, kill her. PS, I was just saying that no one has really said anything on my civil war thread for awhile.)

Providence
Lynch called his troops back, fearful of a grenade attack, and of snipers. He camped in the basements of several nearby buildings, and awaited the enemy's next move.

Army Base
The Combat84 soldiers, being experienced skirmishers, rallied and pressed the attack on the now-unsupported Toxitroops.

OOC: I'm a her? Didn't know that...anyway, I'll cut with the OOC posts.

(sorry. i realized my mistake the intant i posted it... lol)

Over NYC base:
"This is 45th fighter/bomber squadron we have been deverted to supple air support for your men. Waiting for orders over."

(OOC: I'ma tired I'll return in the morning fresh faced and filled with pancakes.)

"Do not fire! Troops on both sides are spread throughout the hotzone!"

Over NYC base:
"I repeat, combat troops do you copy, this is the canadian air force over"

"I said don't fire!"

Over NYC base:
"roger that holding position above the battle over"

(we can't really do anything since toopoxia left. you want to join my RP?)

(sure i was interested in it. I wanted to be my own nation anyways.)

(why don't you post and introduce your role in the war?)

(OOC; There is a single one way door which can only be opened from this side, outside is a Truck being guarded by a single Trucker and a Toxitroop who are currently having a smoke, there is also a hatch which is poorly illuminated and shows no signs of a ending.)
William ran through the kitchen towards the steel door on the otehr side of the room, his siter chased several meters behind him. He barged into another cook, sending him and a boiling pot of soup flying backwards. The man screamed as the soup burned but William ignroed him and keapt on running.

He slowed for a second to let his sister catch up and then sprinted again, a cook was trying to block his way out-a small metal fire door. He was a big man, your classic big, fat, happy cook. Only how he was not happy and he was holding a kitchen knife in his hand. "Move you Bastard!" William yelled at him, but the cook just stood there.

William didn't want to use his shotgun, not wanting to waste his cartrages. The man had just seen Liz behind him and looked almost supised at the girl. This was his mistake, for a second he took his eye off Will and that gave the boy time to lower his shoulder.

It was the perfec dumptackle, Williams shoudler went into the mans crotch causing him to drop the knife, even as the man was bending over Wills arms where wrapping round the podgy legs. He heaved and lifted the cook boderly off the ground, taking a step forward before falling back towards the ground. He used the man as a coushian and drove his shoudler deeper in as the man fell. There was a crack as the mans head hit a cabinate, then silence.

Will pulled himself to his feet and glanced back round the kitchen, the cooks looked stunned, except for the one screaming. Then Will rammed open the fire door, only to see a extramly suprised looking guard holding a cig. The man reached for his gun even as the boy brought his shotgun up. The was a bang and then the man was falling backwards, looking more suprised than hurt, his cheast punched with thousands of tiny holes.

William ran over to his body, cheaking it for keys. A jeep stood just a few meters away. He hauled his sister in then shoved the keys in the ingition and began to drive.

OOC: I hate being in a diffrent time-zone to everyone else!

NYC Factory

"Comandeered Vechile outside Kitchen Unloading bay, we need imediate assistance we have wounded." The Toxitroop who had hidden round the corner was radioing the message back in, they wouldn't get far on thier own.

NY Army Base

Close combat not being the forte of the Toxitroops the battle was slowly being lost to the far more experienced skirmishers, but there were still enough men to put up a hardy resistance.

Providence

The enemy had moved off and were camping this was a time to lick wounds and rest some of the more tired, Lucians body had not yet been found but they were sure it was around somwhere dead or alive.

NYC Factory

"Comandeered Vechile outside Kitchen Unloading bay, we need imediate assistance we have wounded." The Toxitroop who had hidden round the corner was radioing the message back in, they wouldn't get far on thier own.



IC: William gunned the engine and set off, skidding round the corner. He drove the jeep like youw ould drive a quad-quick with the miminal application of brakes. He saw a man stood round the corner radioing for somthing but ignored him and made towards the streets.

He was at the back of the factory and now drove through a chain-link fences away from the fighting, his plan was simple-skirt round the fighting and head noith or south-to somewhere that had a working goverment and airport.

General Laakaso's helicoptor touched down a hundred yards from where the Texas representative's escort was. The two sides at each other in their sights, ready to squeeze the trigger the instant something went wrong. The general ran a hand over his sweating forehead, then slicked back his thinning hairline. He was no diplomat; he was a soldier. His teeth were cut in the deep forests of Novus Virginia, when he first enlisted as a Marine. The only experience with politics he had was reading the newspapers, voting each election, and the occasion party some dignitary threw.

Yet, he could be encouraged by the fact that generals Grant and Lee were soldiers, yet their cooperation ended the American Civil War. Taking a deep breath, he pulled on his dress uniform cap and opened the helicoptor's side doors, a handful of armed escorts already waiting for him.

The budding corn field between the two forces easily yielded to their feet. General Laakaso smiled as the two sides met and extended his hand. The representative from Texas grasped it and gave it a firm shake.

"General Peter Laakaso, United States of Novus-America Marine Corp."

"I'm General Matthew Scoggins, Republic of Texas Army. This is Lee Hoskins, Northern Sector governor."

"General," Hoskins said as he and Laakaso shook hands in turn.

"Well, gentlemen," General Hoskins began. "I suggest that we go this bar and discuss our negotiations."

With an open hand, General Hoskins motioned to the town and the men began their trek, towards what may be a defining moment for this war.



The bartender was just cleaning up a little when the door burst open and six or eight men walked in. ' A little early', he thought. His eyes widened when he saw five fully-armed men standing just inside the doorway. " Can I help you gents?"

Scoggins held up five fingers. " A beer for each of us, barkeep. And a back room if youv'e got one."

The bartender, one Randy McTell, pointed. " Back yonder, sir. No one'll bother you back there."

The five trudged to the back of the bar. Randy could see that these were no regular soldiers. The stars on the collars of two of the men identified them as officers. A third was dressed in combat fatigues, but Randy sort of got the impression that he was not in active combat. The other two were obviously guards, each having different insignias on their sleeves.

The generals and the non-comm sat down at a small table in the back room, and Scoggins had the guards stand outside the door. Their orders were not to let anyone in.

Scoggins pulled some cigars from a breast pocket, and offered them around. Laakaso and Hoskins declined; Scoggins fired his up. He looked at it and crinkled his nose. " Rotten shit", he said. " Haven't been able to get a decent cigar in months.

Anyway, Gen. Laakaso, whatr'e we gonna do about this situation? We're both Americans, on American soil, and we're killin' each other without really knowing why. Or do we?"

Laakaso allowed himself a grin. " Well, I know the official reason why we're fighting. Our leadership wants the country reunited, and youv'e declared yourselves a sovreign nation. On top of that, youv'e based your government on a literal interpretation of the old Constitution. You know that we lean more towards the Libertarian form of government. Non-interference in all personal civil matters. You people want to hyper-regulate everything. That didn't work before. Why would it work now?"

It was Scoggins turn to grin. " General, all we're looking to do is follow the intentions of our Founding Fathers. The reason that the country got itself in this situation was that we were always "the nice guys", helping every Tom, Dick, and Harry who asked for it. I'm all for helping those who need it, but when we're taken advantage of, over and over, it's time to lay down some rules. All the billions of dollars we sent to foreign nations to help them prop up their worthless leaders has to stop. The billions wasted on Wefare to those who don't want to work has to stop. The mandatory taxation system that has landed on the backs of the working guy has to stop. The judges slapping the wrists of murderers, rapists, child molesters, and drug dealers has to stop. America became great because it had a heart. The heart went out of the old USA because of the burdens placed on it's citizens against their will. We aim to give that heart back."

Scoggins held up his glass. " To America............"

The ships waited silently in the dark.

Dutch was phoned offical orders by the Queen and Commander of the Navy.

"Our orders are to beach up, and take the ports."

A small dingy stealthly moved towards land. It beached up, and men exited taking cover in the sand, seeweed, and anything else they could hid behind. More dingies followed. Two then Four, then all of them.

"Our job is to provide cover. If our men and women are fired upon, then we must fire back. Shell the hell out of them."


Lt. Jay Forrester scanned the beach once more, taking note of the small landing craft dispensing the Aquan troops. He knew that there were several Aquan ships out about two miles in the Gulf. The Texican navy had been given orders to let them through the Yucatan Strait, then seal off any retreat. He spoke a short order into his mic, and the beach became floodlit with dozens of high-lumen lights. Out of a massive sound system came the order. " This is Lt. Forrester of the Republic of Texas. You are on sovreign territory. Lay down your arms. You and your ships are surrounded. I do not want anyone hurt. You have 30 seconds to send a representative to me to talk terms."


ooc: I don't know exactly how many troops you have sneaking up my beach, but I'm trying to avoid a pitched battle right now as reps from both sides are discussing a cease-fire.

General Laakaso raised his glass as well, and the two lightly touched.

"To America," he said, bringing the glass to his lips. Both men drank roughly half of their beer before setting the glasses back down.

"You may find this as a surprise, general, but the Libertarian view holds many of the same things. Captial punishment is an option, if the crime is serious enough. And there is no welfare in Novus-America, the popular view being that it is a government enforced charity, and we haven't given a dime to other countries."

"And what about income tax?"

"Non-existent." General Scoggins smiled.

"Well, I guess we have more than a few things in common, then. Anyway, time to get down to the brass tacks of the matter."

General Scoggins looked at Hoskins and nooded. The statesman cleared his throat and leaned forward.

"General Laakaso, our government would like there to be peace and cooperation between us. Granted, we were the first to secceed from the Union, but, under the circumstances, we feel that it was for the best. However, the president has no qualms against the restoration of the United States. What would you require for such an enaction?"

"Well, Mr. Hoskins, until this war is over, the Republic of Texas will remain a seperate, soverign nation that would rule itself however it saw fit. Your armed forces would report to their own officers, and your elected officials would remain in their seats. However, there are other requirements, that, unfortunately, aren't as... peaceful."

"Such as?" General Scoggins asked, puffing on his cigar a few times.

"You currently have a non-aggression pact with the C.S.A., and they, in turn, are supportive of the N.E.A. While my government hopes for peaceful negotiations, the events at the New York and Virgina borders suggest that won't be an option. At the very least, we would need permission to cross Texas land and fight the Confederacy from their western borders. Preferably, your country will join the Restoration Alliance and aid us against them. In either case, we would have need for bases to operate from. I can assure, that none of Novus-American forces will steal supplies; we will pay for them. And should any of the soldiers under my command break the local law, they will be handed over to your justice department for trial."

General Scoggins frowned. "What if we simply sign a peacy treaty with your country? I'm not certain the president would acceed to your demands."

"General, I understand your concern, but the C.S.A. could very likely see that as you aiding their enemies and use that as grounds to attack your borders. However, if you could use your influence on them and get them to agree to a peace treay as well, there would be no need for Alliance or Novus-American troops to enter your land."

General Laakaso raised his glass as well, and the two lightly touched.

"To America," he said, bringing the glass to his lips. Both men drank roughly half of their beer before setting the glasses back down.

"You may find this as a surprise, general, but the Libertarian view holds many of the same things. Captial punishment is an option, if the crime is serious enough. And there is no welfare in Novus-America, the popular view being that it is a government enforced charity, and we haven't given a dime to other countries."

"And what about income tax?"

"Non-existent." General Scoggins smiled.

"Well, I guess we have more than a few things in common, then. Anyway, time to get down to the brass tacks of the matter."

General Scoggins looked at Hoskins and nooded. The statesman cleared his throat and leaned forward.

"General Laakaso, our government would like there to be peace and cooperation between us. Granted, we were the first to secceed from the Union, but, under the circumstances, we feel that it was for the best. However, the president has no qualms against the restoration of the United States. What would you require for such an enaction?"

"Well, Mr. Hoskins, until this war is over, the Republic of Texas will remain a seperate, soverign nation that would rule itself however it saw fit. Your armed forces would report to their own officers, and your elected officials would remain in their seats. However, there are other requirements, that, unfortunately, aren't as... peaceful."

"Such as?" General Scoggins asked, puffing on his cigar a few times.

"You currently have a non-aggression pact with the C.S.A., and they, in turn, are supportive of the N.E.A. While my government hopes for peaceful negotiations, the events at the New York and Virgina borders suggest that won't be an option. At the very least, we would need permission to cross Texas land and fight the Confederacy from their western borders. Preferably, your country will join the Restoration Alliance and aid us against them. In either case, we would have need for bases to operate from. I can assure, that none of Novus-American forces will steal supplies; we will pay for them. And should any of the soldiers under my command break the local law, they will be handed over to your justice department for trial."

General Scoggins frowned. "What if we simply sign a peacy treaty with your country? I'm not certain the president would acceed to your demands."

"General, I understand your concern, but the C.S.A. could very likely see that as you aiding their enemies and use that as grounds to attack your borders. However, if you could use your influence on them and get them to agree to a peace treay as well, there would be no need for Alliance or Novus-American troops to enter your land."


" One other concern. The nation of Aqua Anu, who is in league with Kanami, seems hell-bent on aiding whoever has the intent of reuniting America. They presently have naval units in our Gulf. As a matter of fact," he glanced at his watch, " our boys shouldv'e made contact with their forward units by now. They thought they could sneak up on a bunch of southern back-woods boys." They all laughed. " I'll need your government to contact their Queen and call them off. If we're to have some kind of Coalition against those who would tear down the reunification process, I don't want to be looking over my shoulder at some foreign nation trying to sneak on me. Excuse me for a minute."

Scoggins got up and walked to the door, had a word with his guard, who trotted off out of the front door and towards the gunships.

" Sorry about that. Now, what was I saying? Oh yes....Aqua Anu. I don't know who they are or where exactly they came from, never mind what theyr'e ultimate intentions are. I just know that they need to respect our sovreignty, and they also need to know that we're essentially on the same side. I've never been a fan of hiring mercenaries to do a job, but I do realize that we may need them right now. As far as the CSA is concerned, we not only have a non-agression pact with them, but they too are on our side. I'm sure President Young will listen to our suggestions. Give me a few days to see how they'll respond."

The door to the back room opened, and a husky, weel-groomed man in his late thirtys entered. He was wearing the uniform of an airforce Lt. Colonel, and had the air of authority about him. Gen. Scoggins stood, and shook his hand. " Tom, good to see you. I'd like to introduce General Laakaso of the Novus-American military."

Turning to Laakaso, he said, " General, I'd like you to meet President Tom Phillips of the Republic of Texas."

Phillips extended his hand. " General........................."

General Laakaso smiled widely as he shook President Phillips' hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. President."

"Likewise. Since I am here, I assume that the negotiations were successful."

"For the most part. I'll have to contact my government and ask them to relay what has happened here to Aqu Anu and Kanami and get them to back down, but as of now, there exists peace between Novus-America and Texas."

"I'm glad to hear that. Americans shouldn't be fighting each other. We learned that during the Civil War." The two men let their hands fall back beside them.

"I want to say, general, that I've read combat reports of the fighting between our forces. I must admit that your men are hard opponents, the equal of any Texan." General Laakaso chuckled.

"The same can be said of you troops, Mr. President. Right now, though, I hope that the C.S.A. will join the Reunification Alliance and then exert their influence to get the N.E.A. to stop the fighting."

= = = = =

The helicoptors took off and flew off to their respective sides. General Laakaso phoned his superior in the Pentagon and informed him of the events that transpired, immediately relaying the the news to his troops and get the cease-fire ordered.


From: President John Maxwell, United States of Novus-America
To: Members of the Reunification Alliance
Re: Peace

I happy to report that a peace treaty between the United States of Novus-America and the Republic of Texas now exists, with the Texan Armed Forces willing to aid in our cause of the United States' restoration. I sincerely hope that any troops under you control will also recognize this treaty and cease all hostilities with the Texas military. Let not this event be marred with even more bloodshed between people with a common cause.

The Republic of Texas has promised to try and get the Confederate States of America to accept a similar treaty and aid in the reunification. In the best case scenario, the Confederacy will accept and use their influence on the Northeast Alliance to get them to concede. God willing, little more blood needs to be shed, and the reconstruction can begin.

"Ma'am, we've been boxed in."

"damn. How could I have been so stupid? Call Kanami, ask them to have Air Forces on Stand-bye, let's see if I can talk us out of this."

She spoke into the Mic.

"This is Master in Commander Dutch Payton, of the Aqua Anu Fleet. Officer Number: 1123. (She didn't dare jepordize her men on the beaches) Now I have orders, and I'm hell bent on carrying them out. But if you want to negotiate, I'll patch you through."

Mac Anu, Navel Head Quarters

R. Lee was the Master of the Navy. He picked up the phone.

"Lee here, who am I speaking too?"

"Ma'am, we've been boxed in."

"damn. How could I have been so stupid? Call Kanami, ask them to have Air Forces on Stand-bye, let's see if I can talk us out of this."

She spoke into the Mic.

"This is Master in Commander Dutch Payton, of the Aqua Anu Fleet. Officer Number: 1123. (She didn't dare jepordize her men on the beaches) Now I have orders, and I'm hell bent on carrying them out. But if you want to negotiate, I'll patch you through."

Mac Anu, Navel Head Quarters

R. Lee was the Master of the Navy. He picked up the phone.

"Lee here, who am I speaking too?"


" Mr. Lee, my name is Jay Forrester of the Texas Gulf Forces. If you don't mind talking to a simple lieutenant, I have a message from my President.

I have just received word from the general of the Northern Armies of ROT that peace exists between the Novus American element and the Republic. A cease-fire has been agreed upon, and my President is going to try and hammer out an agreement with the CSA to cease hostilities in the north-east in order to bring all sides to a reunification conference. As you are undoubtedly aware, your forces in the Gulf have attempted a surprise landing on our shores, but the surprise was that we knew your people were coming. We have not fired upon your troops, nor will we unless necessary. Please, for the sake of peace and unity, stand down your forces until at such time we have consolidated intentions with all of the various factions. Please withdraw your forces from ROT territory and wait for developements with the CSA to commence. I am not asking your navy to withdraw from the Gulf as yet, as we may need your help if the CSA does not cooperate. I await your response."

Forrester wiped the sweat from his brow, and hoped for the best.

Back in Amarillo, Phillips and Scoggins talked about the message to be sent to President Young of the CSA.

" Tom, do we know just what in the hell is going on up north? Last I heard, the CSA had taken possession of Tenessee and Virginia, and was looking to drive north through Maryland or Pennsylvania."

" Hmmmm....reports are sketchy, General. All I know is that we have to contact Young and get some kind of temporary agreement from him that we can all sit down and figure out what to do about the independant elements who are running around fanning the flames of anarchy. As near as I can figure, the Restoration Alliance is in control of at least 25 of the original United States, with the CSA in control of seven or eight more. Aside from the north-east, there is Alaska to consider. We need to get it back. And if Canada won't help us, then maybe we need to annex the sections of Canada who are leaning towards joining the new USA. Mexico is a complete shambles, with Kanami/Aqua Anu in control of 3/4s of it, and we have the other quarter. Whatever the hell is going on in Europe, Russia, and Asia is beyond our scope of operations right now, but we can be neither complacent nor relaxed. Most of the military of the old USA is intact, and we must get all factions working together to guard against any attacks from foreign elements."

" Very well, Tom. Whatr'e you gonna tell Young?"

" I'm simply going to tell him that somehow, some way, we have to get our shit together if we're going to return America to the stature it once held in the world. Once and for all, the ReUnited States must be truly united, or all of this will be for nothing."

ooc: CSA, consider this the message to you.

NYC Factory

"Comandeered Vechile outside Kitchen Unloading bay, we need imediate assistance we have wounded." The Toxitroop who had hidden round the corner was radioing the message back in, they wouldn't get far on thier own.

NY Army Base

Close combat not being the forte of the Toxitroops the battle was slowly being lost to the far more experienced skirmishers, but there were still enough men to put up a hardy resistance.

Providence

The enemy had moved off and were camping this was a time to lick wounds and rest some of the more tired, Lucians body had not yet been found but they were sure it was around somwhere dead or alive.

Army Base
Gradually, enemy resistance ceased, and there was only scattered gunfire, as the remaining pockets of enemy resistance continued to fight. Kennedy was already gathering her troops for the long journey up to Providence, to assist the attack on the enemy HQ.

Young reviewed the quick message from the RoT concerning the effort to re-unify. As much as Young hated to see his vaunted CSA forced back into a single nation with others, he recognized the potential value in this move. It would first provide the collabrative nation with a pretty good amount of force, with the combined militaries of the RoT, the NEA, and the CSA. And if Young played his cards well enough, and used his spreading influence, he could possibly get control of the new nation, and perhaps bring in the Carribean nations he sought to conquer as well. He transcribed a short message back to Phillips.

To President Phillips, RoT
From President Young, CSA

In regards to the efforts to reconstruct the dead embers of the United States into a sole nation again, we believe that with the support of the NEA along with the CSA and RoT that this is a feasible task. Any states still standing against us could be taken back militarily. However, we would have a few requests in the re-folding into the union, chief among them that the chaotic Carribean be collected into the new USA. We would also rather see the establishment of groups of states rather than the large numbers of individual states that partially led to the United State's downfall in the firstplace with the squabbling in the government. However, we will discuss this more when we are able to meet you in a conference.

Signed,
Dan Young
President, CSA

(OOC: I have a question, concerning Human Cloning, plausable? Only I don't want to have to have lost a main character so soon, I won't use it to say, create an army of super engineered warriors, although.... yes, cloning?)

Army Base

"Full Retreat!" Seeing the few soldiers left this was the only order which made any sense, a retreat could mean that they could get back to the Factory and regroup.

OOC: I wouldn't be suprised if a company so unscrupulous as Toopoxia corp used human cloning...

OOC: I think mass-spread cloning might not be all feasible, but small-time cloning or wide-spread genetic enhancements to embryos and fetuses before they're born, sure...

(OOC: don't want this to come another OOC mass spamathon but Toopoxicorp is moving base, with Providence HQ close to falling LA Base under scrutiny and NY base unable to to provide for the entire Company I'ma send my Corporation overseas)

Providence
Lynch told his soldiers to quiet down. He was hiding behind a wall, gun at the ready. "We'd like to parley with whoever's in charge over there!" he called to the Toxitroops.