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The nation was happy at the birth of the child, however, some still remembered what had come before.

Tension between the nations of Wittenburgia and Deltara had always been present, and when Princess Elizabeth married the Deltaran Prince, William, there was uproar. The nations found themselves on the brink of war, neither in a position to fire a round. The flames were extinguised, embers glowing beneath the surface.

Flames errupted. The birth of the child, Harry Salvidor Richard Depletarian, was nothing good from Wittenburgia's view. For Deltara, he was an heir to the throne when his father died. Tensions were at a new all time high, and once again the two nations were on the brink of war.

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Royal Residence

The King sat in his chair, the baby asleep two rooms to the east. Queen Elizabeth walked in to join him by the fire. It was a nice atmosphere, they were both very happy. "Harry is asleep now." She said softly.

King William looking up from his papers smiled. "He is a strong healthy child. He will I am sure become a great leader one day."

They sat in silence for a moment. "William?" She sounded worried.

"Yes?" He looked at her, clearly alerted by her apprehension.

"I am worried about our child. It is going to cause dispute when news gets to Wittenburgia." The King was taken aback.

"Dont be." He himself was now worried. "Nothing bad will happen."

Queen Elizabeth, looking down at the floor stood up, and quickly made an exit, closing the door quietly behind her. The King knew, since the handle had not been released, she was standing there. A moment later it was released and footsteps were heard heading to the west. King William continued reading the state report in front of him.

It was Johann Eck who heard of the birth of Harry. In his office, a picture of Martin Luther hung behind him as he worked. Martin Luther is a well known and respected figure in Wittenburgia. When he worked, he found a report that said ''Child of Deltara born''. He read it and slammed his desk. ''Damn this issue!'' Johann said. He then thought to bring the news to Phillip VI (House of Melanchthon). But that would wait. He continued to read it, getting angry at the idea.

Phillip was with his family in the Throne Room when Johann Eck brought him the news. ''Johann, send a letter to Deltara. Ask them what in the Father's name is going on!'' Phillip said. Phillip did want to have peace with Deltara at first.

Johann sent a letter stating-

''From Johann Eck
To The King and Queen of Deltara

The peace of God the Father be with you. Wittenburgia has heard of your child's birth. We must state that Harry is not only of Deltaran blood but that of Elizabeth's people, the Wittenburgians. We request that things be clarified at once.

Signed,
Johann Eck''

OOC-OOC is out of character? Anyway, I do use in Wittenburgia, people from the Reformation period, I hope it means no offense to anyone. Also, is this a good post?

OOC: OOC is firstly, Out Of Character, and likewise IC is In Character. It is a good first post, however what you meant by "things be clarified" im not too sure... anyway...

IC:

Just before King William retired for the night, an aide bought in a telegram. Reading it, King William started to become hot under the collar. "WHAT IS THEIR PROBLEM?" The young aide muttered a "Sorry, your..." trailing off at the end. He was shaken up by the Kings outburst. The King stormed out of the room towards his private study, furiously writing a reply.

Johann Eck,

Your telegram I find most disheartening, and your manner leaving much to be desired. My clarification of the situation is as followed. Prince Harry Salvidor Richard DEPLETARIAN is the new heir to the Deltaran throne, and such he shall remain.

King William of Deltara

After sending the reply, he went to bed, still furious.

Johann recieved the letter from King William. He read it and became furious, replying-

''To King William,
Deltara has to respect the heritage of Wittenburgia that both your wife and son have. Harry may be eligible for Wittenburgia royalty, and that must be respected. I don't want war to break out, neither does the Wittenburgian Imperial Family or the nation altogether. However, if it does break out, know that peace will be hard to secure like the last possible war our nations have.

Signed,
Johann Eck''

Johann was determined to keep his stance but respected the wishes of Wittenburgia nonetheless.

It was a nice day, as King William awoke earlier than the Queen, exhausted from childbirth. He walked into his study, to find, laying quite clearly on his desk, a telegram from Wittenburgia.

Reading it, he went straight to work writing a proper response rather than the previous slapdash reply they received. Taking his pen, he handwrote, on royal paper, a response.

Johann Eck,

I have received your message and read it carefully. The son my wife has bore is clearly a Depletarian, heir to Deltaran throne. Unwritten rules would say that since she married myself, any child she bears will become mine, and therefore a Deplatarian. As far as I am concerned, since she married me, she is no longer Wittenburgian.

I am sorry, but I will simply not give up my own child to fulfil something that could be.

Signed,

King William

Johann recieved the reply and then replied like so-

''King William,

How dare you say that she is not Wittenburgian anymore! The blood of our nation runs through her and through your son as well! Elizabeth can still remember her Wittenburgian heritage, I am sure of that. Also, you seem like a respectful man. If war breaks out, the best nation win.

Signed,
Johann Eck.''

Johann did not like William saying ''As far as I am concerned, since she married me, she is no longer Wittenburgian.'' for example. He still thought of war breaking out, hoping that it would be a last resort.

Within the Kings study sat Head of Military and Minister of Foreign Affairs. They had been sitting within the room for three hours already, when suddenly, they all stood and exited the room together. What was said within that meeting is unknown by anyone except those three, what was clear though was that should war break out, Deltara was going to be prepared for it.

The King decided not to reply to the latest Wittenburgian telegram. Instead he went to be with the Queen. They sat together for a few minutes silent. King William broke the silence. "I received some telegrams from Wittenburgia last night."

Queen Elizabeth was instantly alert. "Oh," was her response.

"They had quite a lot to say. They are declaring Harry their own. I stood my ground and refused." The queen looked worried. "Dont worry, I will sort it out with them."

He sat there with her silent again, until she asked about internal affairs within Deltara.

Phillip was notified of war with Deltara. ''Upgrade security here. If the arguement is over a child, I fear for my children's safety.'' Phillip said. Meanwhile, a military march was held to the tune of Martin Luther's A Mighty Fortress Is Our God (the anthem of Wittenburgia). The march was to see if the army was in top shape. Johann Eck began praying to God, asking Him to end the tension. Phillip had security upgraded, to protect himself, his wife, and his children.

The Imperial Family consisted of Phillip, his wife Anastasia, his successor and only son, John, and his three daughters, Elizaveta, Nadezhda and Svetlana. Phillp did not want Deltaran forces to harm them so that is why he ordered security upgrades.

Phillip did meet with the Wittenburgia High Command to discuss war between Deltara and Wittenburgia. ''If war breaks out, may God make it a war not filled with great destruction.'' said Phillip.

However, a group of men would help spark the fuse of war and other things.

OOC-I will do the kidnapping soon. Also, I did not declare Harry my own, I declared that Elizabeth and Harry had Wittenburgian heritage but it is ok with me, I suppose. Also, Phillip's wife is from the Bohemian or Slavic regions of Wittenburgia, hence the names of his wife and daughters.

OOC: Like in real life, what one person says can be interpretted in many different ways. There is always another side to the coin etc. I am going to recycle facts from my factbook for this post, if you need more thats where to look.

IC:

Forces were being readied just in case war should be declared, the first shot would be fired on enemy land. Three million troops made up the Deltaran military, all fully trained and none of whom were conscripted. They are traditionally led by the monarch, King William. However, his father handed the responsibility to a new minister, Head of Military.

Soon after the first telegram, ten extra of the Royal Guard, the most prestigious regiment of the armed forces, were stationed at the household where the King William was currently presiding. They were fully trained troops, and had gone to war many times before, however, their primary job is protection of the Royal Family. When not on duty in war, they are positioned at Royal households in traditional dress, fully armed with most of the modern equipment the normal troops carried. Others were always on call to arrive in the role of proper troops at any notice. Ten of these were called up, not in traditional dress but out of sight troops stationed just a quarter of a mile from the household.

Within the household Harry awoke from a nap. Nobody was within the vacinity, and the window (on the second floor) was ever so slightly open and the door closed.

OOC-Thanks for telling me that. I will do the kidnapping now. Also, please tell me if I do it correctly.

IC-Julius was a man who believed in extremist patriotism. He arranged for Harry to be kidnapped by him and his men. One of his men said ''If we kidnapp Harry, won't they kidnap the Three Princesses for example?'' Julius turned and said ''We won't let that happen. We have a duty to defend the nation and Imperial Family.'' Julius quietly snuck in through the window and took Harry. The other men provided cover as they escaped.

Meanwhile in Wittenburgia.....

Phillip reviewed the Palace Guard and the military, making sure everything was ok. Prince John was in the military but as a general, so Phillip concentrated the Palace Guard on the protection of his daughters from Deltaran forces. Johann Eck armed himself with small arms, guns and a sword for self defense. Anastasia, Phillip's wife waited to hear if war would break out. Phillip's daughters played with each other like kids do, not suspecting the outbreak of war.

Phillip and his family attended a Lutheran church service, hoping that God could heal things. Johann Eck wrote one last telegram to King William-

''King William,
Let our nations rebuild relations. Our Imperial Monarch does not want war and neither do I or Wittenburgia. Please consider this.

Signed,
Johann Eck''

The kidnappers of Harry frequently hid themselves and switched locations, trying to not be found. They did feed and care for Harry too.

"YOUR HIGNESS!" The Royal Nanny screeched. She encountered him in the corridor.

"Whats wrong Ruth? You look ever so pale."

"Its Harry, your highness." She was rather common, and spoke in a thick Deltarese accent.

"What about him?

"Hes gone!"

It took a few moments for the news to sink in, but when it did the King looked horrified. He ran for the nursery to see for himself. Sure enough, the cot was empty, the window wide open. "Hes been taken!" Now as pale as Ruth, the nanny, he turned and ran towards the guard house.

They were shocked to see him arrive, he rarely visited them. "HARRY HAS BEEN TAKEN!" He announced loudly.

***

Within ten minutes, forces were mobilised, not for war, but to secure every road and exit of the nation. By now, their worst fears were most probably becoming reality. Harry had most probably been taken out of the country already, and since nobody yet knew what he looked like (although its hard to distinguish one baby from another) it would have been even harder for him to be have been spotted. It seemed the extra ten men were of no use. The palace was searched, but to no avail.

Harry had been kidnapped!

Johann Eck was outraged at the news. ''Damn it! I'm sure Deltara will accuse us of this kidnapping of which we did not do or were involved in!'' Johann shouted in outrage. Phillip heard about it and said ''If they think we did it, what's to stop them from taking one of my daughters?'' The Palace Guard was now told to keep an eagle's eye for any kidnappers from Deltara. Johann Eck decided to send a telegram to King William (though he feared war would start because of William's reply)....

''To King William,
I have heard of your son's kidnapping. Wittenburgia HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. We hope that your son is found soon. No parent wants to see his or her son or daughter taken from them. God's blessings be with you.

Signed,
Johann Eck''

Wittenburgian newspapers and broadcasts reported the kidnapping of Deltara's Prince Harry. The military was mobilizing for ''A outbreak of Deltaran determination and fierce ruthlessness.''

Julius heard of the reports and the man again said ''Julius, they will surely go after the Imperial Children now!'' Julius said ''They will not. I have a plan.'' Julius was considering using Harry as a barter for any kidnapped Wittenburgian child. Also, he did consider killing Harry if Deltara killed a Wittenburgia child or threaten to but he said ''Why would they kill a Imperial Princess? We would just kill their Prince so the idea is worthless to both of us.''

OOC-The Imperial Princesses (Elizaveta, Nadezhda and Svetlana) are 15 or younger or a different age. If you wish to know, I can tell you their ages. Also, this is a good RP so far. Nice job.

"Sir, we've just recieved word that the new Deltaran heir has been kidnapped," said an agent, setting a report on Loki's desk. Loki picked it up and flipped through it.

"We need a team inside Wittenburgia as soon as possible. If they go to war, chances are they'll lock down the borders."
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Jonathan Strout got off the plane and made his way to customs, showing his passport to the man at the desk, as in various airports across the country, several people did likewise.

OOC: Passports are in order, and everything, and they arrived seperately.

Aeson, nice post but just to confirm, are your men going to rescue Harry? Or try to carry out kidnappings of their own or something?

OOC: My men don't have any solid plans at the moment. I just felt I needed to insert them before you went to war, because odds are you would be considerably more suspicious after you went to war.

King William did not hesitate when important decisions were to be made. He ordered head of the Deltaran Intelligence Service (DIS), Joe Cestran, to his household. After giving him personal orders, he left, just as quickly as he had arrived. Joe Cestran was good at his job, as were his agency.

***

Within Wittenburgia, the staff change was occuring. One very important member of staff arrived for work. Deep within the palace was one man, quiet and good at his false job. He left work early that day without authorisation, and little did anyone know it was with John, the heir to the throne.

The DIS knew all about the extra security, and about the protection of the princesses. It had planned the attack on the one they least expected, and by whom they least suspected, one of who they thought was their own.

The attack from within would certainly be a suprise. The escape was quick, three more DIS agents within Wittenburgia making the escape with the heir.

An eye for an eye, an heir for an heir.

OOC-Thanks for telling me that. I wanted the war between Deltara and Wittenburgia but if you wanted, I guess you could join.

OOC-Deltara, just to confirm, John is about in his 20's. Just so you know, not that I have a problem with his kidnapping.

When John was kidnapped, it was Princess Elizaveta who told Phillip. Phillip's face turned red and he stood and called for Johann Eck, the High Command and his family. ''My son, John has been kidnapped. I had thought it would be one of my daughters kidnapped but not my son, my heir.'' Phillip said. Phillip then wrote a letter himself to William....

''To King William,
From the Pen of Phillip of Wittenburgia

Peace from God the Father and Our Lord, Jesus Christ be with you and Deltara. I am Phillip, the Monarch of Wittenburgia. I have heard of my son's kidnapping and I would like to offer something. If you, not to say you were, involved in my son's kidnapping, I will find Harry and we can trade, Harry for John. I do not support Harry's kidnapping and I hope to see my son again. Why should children be involved in war? I hope that God the Father shall guide us both to peace. King William, you may believe in an eye for an eye, but in Mahatma Gandhi's words ''A eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.''

Sincerly,
Phillip of Wittenburgia''

Julius was angry at the news. ''Damn it! They took John, I thought they would take one of the Imperial Princesses!'' Julius said. ''They will give us John and we will give them Harry.'' Julius shouted.

After meeting in a hotel, and confirming they had all made it, the agents went their seperate ways, some to port cities, several to the capital, and others to various places with millitary bases nearby.

OOC: Again, this is IC, I know it wasnt you directly, but obviously Deltara wouldnt believe you. I may also take a bit of time to reply to the next message, as Im working out troop numbers and battalions to send.

IC:

It was only about 10 minutes after the letter arrived with King William that troops arrived near Wittenburgia. He replied with his very own ultimatum.

We have no intention of hurting John, and unlike yourselves, if we are involved we will stand up and say it was us. We have both layed down our cards, and now I have an offer for you.

You may or may not know, Deltaran troops have arrived nearby, and are 100% ready for action. More are on standby should they be needed. That is my hand. Yours consists of one card, my son and heir, Harry. Should Harry be returned to us, we will recall troops and return John in the condition he was taken. You have only half an hour to accept or you will face the Deltaran military.

Yours,

King William

OOC-Thanks for telling me that.

IC- Wittenburgian troops mobilized at the border, waiting for Deltara to attack.

Anastasia and her three daughters were to be given ''great security'' from the Palace Guard. Phillip replied to King William-

''King William, we can not find Harry in a half hour. We have been trying to for some time but his kidnappers keep moving around. However, if war is to be between us, then I say to you this: If you try to harm my wife or children, I will stop at nothing from fighting you. Also, Wittenburgia will not stand down from threats because of the actions of people not tied to the nation. May God have mercy on us for starting this war.

Signed,
Phillip of Wittenburgia''

The Wittenburgian military was ready for action, hoping to defend the country that their brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers and family lived.

Julius said ''I'll consider returning Harry but I wish to wait for a opportunity of advantage for us.''

OOC: Wittenburgia, you can ask my nation for help.

OOC-Could you help my nation? That would be appreciated.

Johann Eck sent a letter to Pythogria.

''Pythogria, we need your help fighting back the invaders from Deltara. We need military assistance!

Johann Eck''

OOC-Could you help my nation? That would be appreciated.

Johann Eck sent a letter to Pythogria.

''Pythogria, we need your help fighting back the invaders from Deltara. We need military assistance!

Johann Eck''

OOC: Indeed.

IC:

The Supreme General repliedm over live, internet voice-chat:

Invaders? From Deltara? Let me check the sattelite photos... yes. I'll talk to them. If they don't back down, they will soon...

He sent this to Deltara:

Dltara, stand down and leave Wittenburgia alone. Any acts of agression will be met with Pythogrian opposition and economic sanctions. Stand down. Now.

Johann Eck's reply to Pythogria was ''Wittenburgia thanks Pythogria for helping to protect Wittenburgia from Deltara.'' and other things.

OOC: Couldnt give me some info on your nations defences could you? Thanks.

IC:

Fighter aircraft left the aircraft carriers with minimal space between take-offs to get as many mobile as quickly as possible. They were primarily gaining air superiority over Wittenburgia. As soon as ten left, two attack aircraft left, to attack enemy aircraft on the ground and put it out of action. Intelligence was detailed and thorough.

RNoD (Royal Navy of Deltara), DAF (Deltaran Air Force), Marines and Army were present. They attack would be swift, and as many troops as they could get within Wittenburgia in the opening day the better. Paratroopers were flown in on long range aircraft, landing in rural areas to avoid contact early on. They had plenty of time to pack their chutes, and to prepare as fully as they could. They were quick moving.

As soon as air superiority could be obtained they would fly in the Mechanized Division. The Royal Artillery was positioned on a nearby island. It was not functional yet, ammo still to arrive. The Royal Artillery was, quite luckily for the Wittenburgians, under prepared. They were however, when supplied, one of the most accurate artillery divisions that would be encountered. The group was small though, consisting of only 3 mobile units.

OOC: Indeed.

IC:

The Supreme General repliedm over live, internet voice-chat:

Invaders? From Deltara? Let me check the sattelite photos... yes. I'll talk to them. If they don't back down, they will soon...

He sent this to Deltara:

Dltara, stand down and leave Wittenburgia alone. Any further acts of agression will be met with Pythogrian opposition and economic sanctions. Stand down. Now.

OOC: Last message was sent without knowledge of this. Discount as "further act of aggression" please.

IC:

Such an act as kidnapping an innocent child is unforgiveable. We are not fighting to capture land or colonise, we are fighting to force them into giving our heir back. Surely you, of anyone, could understand our situation? If you could aid in finding the heir, the war would be over quicker. We ask nothing else but the return of Prince Harry.

King William

OOC: Last message was sent without knowledge of this. Discount as "further act of aggression" please.

OOC: Editing.

OOC: This is MT, right?

Johann Eck's reply to Pythogria was ''Wittenburgia thanks Pythogria for helping to protect Wittenburgia from Deltara.'' and other things.

"No problem. We stand for morals here."

OOC: Correct, its 100% MT.

OOC-I will try to in my post here.

IC-The Wittenburgians set up defenses like pillboxes, Anti-Aircraft guns, artillery cannons, partisans, militas and so on. The Wittenburgians established trenches as well. Tanks were positioned with the infantry. Wittenburgian Air Force groups patroled the skies while the Army patroled the land. Schools were closed for fear of attack in Wittenburgian towns and cities nearby. Wittenburgian soldiers waited for the Deltaran attacks.

Meanwhile, Julius was preparing to defend himself and to protect Harry from the Deltarans.

Phillip said ''War has come, we have failed to stop it.'' Then he went to plan out a defense strategy. The Palace Guard patrolled the palace, in order to guard Phillip's family.



OOC-If you want to, assissinations and more kidnappings can be done.

''Thank you, Pythogria. We request from your nation, security for our Imperial Family and military aid against Deltara.''

''Thank you, Pythogria. We request from your nation, security for our Imperial Family and military aid against Deltara.''

"Pythogria can send 600 Black Ops agents for secuity, and for military aid, you have full acsess to our sattelite armada."

''We thank you again, Pythogria. Also, we accept the 600 Black Ops.''

''We thank you again, Pythogria. Also, we accept the 600 Black Ops.''

"Very good. They will arrive via plane."

A black plane flew to the Wittenburgia Imperial Palace. The Black Ops agaents were under Wittenburgian command.

OOC: If Phillip makes a public speech, one of my men might take a shot at him. Depending on how tight security is.

OOC: Thanks. Also, I thought we agreed no PMT? Which meant no sattellite weaponry, which isnt available currently.

IC:

The troops held their position, the DIS remaining within Witterburgia working tirelessly to locate Harry. They didnt want a bullet fired, they just wanted Harry back; such was the feeling in the message sent from King William.

DAF was sending out few aircraft, and not far into Witterburgia, they had not attacked anything yet. Two recon aircraft were the only ones deep within Witterburgia, and they were keeping clear of AA weaponry and other aircraft.

In one Witterburgian town, two DIS agents descended on a household, armed with pistols, hidden. They had pinned Harry down to this house, but they were not sure if he was still inside. It was nighttime, and they cracked a window, entering silently. Creeping through, they searched rooms. The house had no alarms or pets, the two main problems of DIS infiltration missions.

OOC-Aeson, I don't know about that but if you want to try, go ahead.

IC-Even know the threat of attack loomed, Phillip decided to go outside the palace. He was to take his daughters to school (which was near the palace). The Black Ops and Palace Guard followed closely, hoping to protect them. Meanwhile, Anastasia was quietly contemplating the looming war with Deltara.

Phillip was at the school gates, talking to his daughters. If the Aeson wanted to try to shoot him, they could though if they accidentially hit one of Phillip's daughters, that would spark public outcry and perhaps give a morale boost to Wittenburgian troops (because foreign nations are even attacking children if one of his kids was accidentially shot).

OOC: Thanks. Also, I thought we agreed no PMT? Which meant no sattellite weaponry, which isnt available currently.

IC:

The troops held their position, the DIS remaining within Witterburgia working tirelessly to locate Harry. They didnt want a bullet fired, they just wanted Harry back; such was the feeling in the message sent from King William.

DAF was sending out few aircraft, and not far into Witterburgia, they had not attacked anything yet. Two recon aircraft were the only ones deep within Witterburgia, and they were keeping clear of AA weaponry and other aircraft.

In one Witterburgian town, two DIS agents descended on a household, armed with pistols, hidden. They had pinned Harry down to this house, but they were not sure if he was still inside. It was nighttime, and they cracked a window, entering silently. Creeping through, they searched rooms. The house had no alarms or pets, the two main problems of DIS infiltration missions.


OOC: "Not available" doesn't mean "not possible". If I had the money and rescources I could build and put into space Orbital Flares, Kabalts, Avalanches, Fortress Systems, Rods of God, and Tortuga Space Stations, at this time. Pythogria has those rescources and the money.

The house was empty, so they thought. A man came to them and said ''What are you doing here? You are in my family's house!'' He did not know they were from Deltara. ''Why are you here? Get out!'' he said.

OOC-Harry and his kidnappers are not there. Also, can I send men to look for John?

OOC: "Not available" doesn't mean "not possible". If I had the money and rescources I could build and put into space Orbital Flares, Kabalts, Avalanches, Fortress Systems, Rods of God, and Tortuga Space Stations, at this time. Pythogria has those rescources and the money.

OOC: I didnt mean that... i meant that this an MT roleplay. In the year 2006 this is not possible/available.

OOC-Aeson, I don't know about that but if you want to try, go ahead.

IC-Even know the threat of attack loomed, Phillip decided to go outside the palace. He was to take his daughters to school (which was near the palace). The Black Ops and Palace Guard followed closely, hoping to protect them. Meanwhile, Anastasia was quietly contemplating the looming war with Deltara.

Phillip was at the school gates, talking to his daughters. If the Aeson wanted to try to shoot him, they could though if they accidentially hit one of Phillip's daughters, that would spark public outcry and perhaps give a morale boost to Wittenburgian troops (because foreign nations are even attacking children if one of his kids was accidentially shot).

OOC: Actually, I'm going to be a little more convoluted and may actually end up helping you out.

IC: Antony had two main skills that had managed to land him on this mission. He could fake almost any accent, and he was an expert marksman. Now he had Phillip's head directly in his crosshairs. It would be a clean kill. But that was not his mission. He swung the rifle to one of the guards, and yelled, in a near perfect Deltaran accent, "For Harry," before firing at the guard's chest.

The two agents took swift action. They subdued the man, and since the alarm had already been raised, quickly and without worrying about noise, searched the rest of the house. They left and made their getaway. They were back at square one.

OOC: I didnt mean that... i meant that this an MT roleplay. In the year 2006 this is not possible/available.

OOC: And why not?

The man's family were scared and tried to hide from the Deltarans. The man told the authorities and they began to think ''Deltaran agents seem to like to attack Wittenburgian families.''

OOC: Name me one nation that has launched/plans to launch successful sattelite weaponry into space in the next year. Then I will stand corrected. The difference between MT and PMT is that MT is current, and PMT is around 2015 time.

OOC: Name me one nation that has launched/plans to launch successful sattelite weaponry into space in the next year. Then I will stand corrected. The difference between MT and PMT is that MT is current, and PMT is around 2015 time.

OOC: Well there was Reagan's Star Wars plan, but I don't think that ever went anywhere...

OOC: Name me one nation that has launched/plans to launch successful sattelite weaponry into space in the next year. Then I will stand corrected. The difference between MT and PMT is that MT is current, and PMT is around 2015 time.

OOC: Tell me why it isn't possible now. Sure, just because nobody's done it doesn't mean it isn't possible at the current tech level. Now, a planet-destroying laser-beam-of-doom is impossible in MT (and PMT). But that's because said laser would be moon-sized or larger. Tell me the complications of dropping steel rods from space.

Phillip had picked up his daughter, Elisaveta so if Anthony shot at his head, it may be his daughter seeing St. Peter in the Pearly Gates. The guard felt the shot and fell, Phillip's children screamed and Phillip got himself and them to try and be safe. Some guards were ordered ''Get that man, do not kill him though!''

Meanwhile, several Lutheran, Calvinist and other churches decided to write to Deltara....

''To King William,
We, concerned Lutherans, Calvinists and others, ask that you withdraw your soldiers from Wittenburgia. We believe that peace is the way to go for Christ himself said ''Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.'' We wish that you would accept the way of peace. We pray constantly for peace and hope that you will accept it.

Signed,
Concerned Lutherans and others''

After firing the shot, Antony dropped the gun, Deltaran make, with the serial number filed off, shed his gloves, and walked quickly down to the street where he blended with the crowd.

Elizaveta picked up the rifle but Phillip took it from her. ''This looks...Deltaran made.'' Phillip said. He seemed to now think that Deltara wanted to kill him. Phillip wrote a letter to Deltara saying-

''King William, a man with a Deltaran rifle fired on me and possibly my family. The guard that he hit is in a unknown condition. Please, do not involve our families in this war.

Signed,
Phillip of Wittenburgia.''

OOC-Aeson and Deltara, if you want to assassinate people or kidnap people, for example Phillip, Anastasia or his three daughters, go right ahead. It will add to the RP.

OOC: Nah, at the moment my people are covertly trying to help Wittenburgia, by making it seem as if Deltara has attacked Phillip and his family, and trying to shift world opinion to their side. I don't know if you noticed that or not...

OOC-Thanks for doing that, Aeson. I would like it if support is on my side.

OOC: I am going for the night, its getting late and I need my sleep because Im going out early tomorrow.

I think on that board where they discuss possibilities, designers board or something, they discussed it. Cant find board let alone thread, so sorry about that. Fact is it would be, today (even if it was done), only being tested and not fully functional, and it probably wouldnt work before 2015 anyway.

OOC-What time is it in your area, Deltara? Also, I may fix up my nation in later time so these characters may be changed if I make something like a factbook or another RP.

OOC: I am going for the night, its getting late and I need my sleep because Im going out early tomorrow.

I think on that board where they discuss possibilities, designers board or something, they discussed it. Cant find board let alone thread, so sorry about that. Fact is it would be, today (even if it was done), only being tested and not fully functional, and it probably wouldnt work before 2015 anyway.

OOC: I need reasons why it wouldn't work.

OOC-As I said, assassination attemprs, kidnappings and so on are allowed, for now, I suppose.

OOC-What time is it in your area, Deltara? Also, I may fix up my nation in later time so these characters may be changed if I make something like a factbook or another RP.

OOC: 09:45 right now, so if you check that with the board time, whatever time zone thats in, you can get an idea. GMT basically, London area.

OOC: I need reasons why it wouldn't work.

I have no doubt it could work, just not in this current age, what we are RPing.

King William stood on the platform. He was to make this message public. "People of Deltara, but also of Wittenburgia." The crowd was already captivated by his strong voice. "I am today here to publically condemn the man who took a shot at the Wittenburgian family. They were not connected to ourselves."

It was clear that he was going to deny involvement in this, and in his mind he knew that it wasnt Deltara. If he had done it, he would have apologised during wartime for missing the desired target; such was his feeling towards anyone who made themselves an enemy of Deltara. He was a proud and stubborn man. however, it was yet to be seen whether this stubborness was a good thing, or a crippling thorn in his side.

"We look for Harry, and take care of John (to give you an incentive to help us). You know, or should have witnessed, that although troops are committed and inside Wittenburgia, not a single bullet has been fired. This is because we are actively seeking out Harry, and if we can find him without death on either side, that can surely be only a good thing. We ask, today, Wittenburgia to stand down and make the finding of my son a number one priority, at which point my troops will stand down." He seemed to have trouble getting that last bit out.

"Only time will tell, but I fear a full war is imminent."

Meanwhile, the DIS was on the hot trail of the kidnappers. There was clear evidence of something dodgy. A property had been lived in for three days and then deserted, by two men. When these men left, the property was checked, and there were the remains of two men, but also of one baby. This was why the DIS was good at its job. It had taken them only two hours since the fiasco at the house.

Troops were being readied still, and it would be only two days until the artillery was functional. If the Wittenburgians were to make an attack, they would most probably have wanted to do it before that occured.

OOC: Wont reply till this evening, going out all day.

Marcus watched the two men through binoculars, lying flat on a roof. He'd been ordered to prevent them retrieving Harry, and he planned to. If the search went on long enough, he would probably have to kill them, but that point hadn't come yet.

bumpage

Phillip stood behind a picture of John Calvin (he was at the John Calvin University). He made this speech- ''People of Wittenburgia and Deltara. King William stated "I am today here to publically condemn the man who took a shot at the Wittenburgian family. They were not connected to ourselves." This was because some time ago, as I took my daughters (whose safety I now more fear for) to school. The man's shots did hit a guard and a Lutheran minister (both are in ok condition). You see, this tension is because of children. By this, I mean Deltara suspects our nation of kidnapping Harry, the heir to King William. This is not true at all. They in retaliation, took John, my successor. When I heard this, I ordered more security. When this happened, I remember a statement Mahatma Gandhi made ''A eye for a eye makes the whole world blind.'' I made a similar one up as well ''A tooth for a tooth makes the whole world toothless.'' Deltara, if we can not find Harry and you do attack, we will fight back.'' Phillip's speech continued after this.

"Well this war is effectively over..." murmurred Marcus, "So much for that plan."

A few days later, Aeson tourists across the country went home.

"Well this war is effectively over..." murmurred Marcus, "So much for that plan."

A few days later, Aeson tourists across the country went home.

OOC: I was actually kind of hoping it to continue, matters resolved but for some other reason a war. If Wittenburgia didnt do it, I would have. And not a lets send troops in and have them sit around job either.

OOC-I have a idea to get a war going. John or Phillip are assasinated and Wittenburgian Patriotism spearheads a war. I have more info on the idea if you want.

OOC: I was actually kind of hoping it to continue, matters resolved but for some other reason a war. If Wittenburgia didnt do it, I would have. And not a lets send troops in and have them sit around job either.

OOC: I could leave one agent there to heat things up again if you want. Untraceable of course. <.< >.>

OOC-If you want, you could keep one agent in. Also, I have a plan. Perhaps we delete some of the posts so that we can fight a war?

OOC-If you want, you could keep one agent in. Also, I have a plan. Perhaps we delete some of the posts so that we can fight a war?

OOC: Or we could just work from here. Tensions are already built up, and if something were to happen, the finger would be pointed easily, escalating things.

OOC-That may be ok but let's wait for Deltara to see what he wants to do.

OOC: Deleting posts takes time. Tensions are very high, troops already on the ground. Lets go from here I say. Ill wait for someone else to make a move, since I have nothing to do right now except RP Harrys return, and lets face it, thats gonna be boring.

OOC: If Phillip goes out in public, I think Antony might put a bullet in his leg, or some other non-vital area.

OOC: He might? Lol... Is this bloke a hero of yours or something? Just wondering, no other reason behind the question.

OOC-Sorry if I messed up the RP. I meant by deleting posts that I would delete only mine (the ones that talk about Harry and the man bringing him to the palace and so on). Would you like me to delete those so we can RP a war because I would like to make this RP not be a bad one.

OOC II-If you don't want me to, I'll continue from where we were.

OOC-Aeson, that seems like an idea. I'll think on it after I get other things with this RP settled. Deltara, thanks for RPing with me anyway, you too Aeson.

OOC: Entirely up to you, Im easy. Agree a point, and Ill delete mine also if thats what you want. If not, I think an attack on withdrawing troops, whether by you or by unknown assailant, or assassination by said unknown assailant.

OOC: He might? Lol... Is this bloke a hero of yours or something? Just wondering, no other reason behind the question.

OOC: Antony is one of my top agents, although this is the first thread I've had him in. He was given orders to try and heat up the war, without severely weakening either side, such as plunging them into the inevitable chaos that would come from the head of state being assisinated, and then left more or less to his own devices. A 'failed' attempt could accomplish just that. Does that answer your question?

OOC: Yes. I gathered he is a hero to be? Not yet, but you have plans for him. I was thinking, perhaps a failed attack of my own on him? He escapes of course, which is what I think you would prefer.

OOC-Aeson, Anthony can try to shoot Phillip if you want. Deltara, delete your posts concerning Harry under Elizaveta's care and so on. We will continue soon. Also, does anyone have any ideas or plans to make a war happen?

OOC: Yes. I gathered he is a hero to be? Not yet, but you have plans for him. I was thinking, perhaps a failed attack of my own on him? He escapes of course, which is what I think you would prefer.

OOC: A little spy vs. spy? Sounds good. Perhaps you had one of your men watching Phillip, for whatever reason, and he pursued the assassin to try to avert a war? Of course if he didn't actually catch him, it's just Deltara's word that they didn't do it, and they could hardly be expected to admit guilt in that situation. I like it.

OOC: Different to what I was thinking. See which one you prefer (feel free to reject my idea, I wont be offended).

Mine was that during some kind of event, whenever it felt right, some troops of mine would begin to chase your covert agent, and he would just escape. If RPd well, either could turn out brilliantly.

Im easy either way, choice is yours. Soldiers Vs Agent or Agent Vs Agent?

EDIT: Honestly, I prefer yours.

OOC-I have a plan. The Aeson attempts to kill Phillip but frames Deltara. Wittenburgia and Deltara soon argue and that and war breaks out.

OOC: Different to what I was thinking. See which one you prefer (feel free to reject my idea, I wont be offended).

Mine was that during some kind of event, whenever it felt right, some troops of mine would begin to chase your covert agent, and he would just escape. If RPd well, either could turn out brilliantly.

Im easy either way, choice is yours. Soldiers Vs Agent or Agent Vs Agent?

EDIT: Honestly, I prefer yours.

OOC: I think I'll go with mine. After the attack on Phillip Antony is probably going to lie low.

OOC: I think I will start the RP rolling again after a rather lengthy OOC break. Note, this is the idea in action, Spy Vs Spy, you try and assassinate him, my rogue man sees your agent, and he pursues him with pistol. You still take a shot at Phillip perhaps though. Roll with it if you like it.

IC:

It rarely happened within the DIS, but in the event that an agent became rogue, disastrous things could happen, as they were about to find out.

Parking the car a mile from the point he chose, he walked the distance, sports bag over his shoulder. He had picked the point only yesterday, which was unusual. They were usually picked a while before, but he had no time to plan thoroughly as had been his training. It was in the middle of a bush, with only one exit, and large enough to fit only one man inside.

Upon arrival at the spot, he dug himself a small ditch, where he could lay and lower his visibility further. Crawling back out, from umong the shrubbery, he prepared himself. He unwrapped two mars bars, and rewrapped them in tin foil. He placed these on the right of his ditch. He removed a petrol can from the bag, as well as a roll of clingfilm, placing them on the left side. He then crawled in and sealed the entrance with some twigs and leafs he had bunched together with an elastic band or two.

He pulled each individual piece of his weapon from his bag, and assembled it. Putting out the support rails, he let it rest. After closing his bag, he looked down the sight at the palace. He could see the main gates, the front of the building at a steep angle, and a portion of the back. He had full view of the side. He would have to wait until he saw his target outside. He removed his binoculars from a trouser pocket near his knee, and placed them by the butt of the weapon.

Here he would lay in waiting till his chance came.

OOC-Before I continue, should I post Phillip having a speech or something?

OOC-Before I continue, should I post Phillip having a speech or something?

OOC: See what Aeson thinks, hes got to do his post before I can continue with this plot.

OOC: Either a speech or just going out for a walk. A speech would probably be best though, very public, lots of people.

OOC-Are we still doing this RP? Just so I know before I continue as my post seems to be lost.

OOC: Yes we are, I am waiting, as most probably is Aeson, for your post, as I, if not both of us, need it to continue.

OOC: Yes, I'm also waiting for the post with Phillip's speech so I can make my assasination 'attempt'

OOC-Here is my post.

Phillip and his daughter, Elizaveta, were walking together. ''How was school today?'' Phillip asked his daughter. ''It was great. I had a fun time.'' Elizaveta replied. Neither did they know that a gunman would strike soon. As they walked, Phillip and Elizaveta talked to each other and stuff, sometimes Phillip would give Elizaveta piggyback rides. As they talked, the gunman attacked.....

OOC-Here is my post.

OOC: Couldnt allow me a bit of time for my next post after Aeson's could you? May be fairly lengthy.

Antony didn't like the situation. Taking a shot at the guards of the head of a nation once was one thing. Returning to the same city to take a shot at the king himself was pushing his luck too far. Still, he had his duty, to the Empire and to the gods. He lifted the rifle, identical to the one he had used before, and took careful aim at the back of Phillip's leg, before firing, dropping the rifle, placing his gloves in his pocket, and rapidly leaving the room to blend with the crowd on the street, much as he had before. He didn't even wait to see if he had hit.

He was taking aim, aiming for the head of Phillip. Just before he pulled the trigger he blinked, and without rechecking his sight picture, he pulled the trigger. The bullet missed the King, who had for some reason moved, and hit a wall behind him. Something clicked in his mind, he had heard a shot moment before his own. "Shit." He muttered as he violently kicked open his hide, leaving all his equipment behind, grabbing only a pistol. Removing the safety he looked around. Something moved, a human.

He ran after the target, pistol aimed downwards at the ground. "STOP!" The man looked behind him still moving away. He took a shot, missing him due to his lack of time to aim. He was an advanced marksman in the Deltaran army before joining the DIS, and before becoming rogue. However, his pistol skill left much to be desired. He continued his pursuit.

It was a matter of honour why he was chasing him. It was his target, and this other bloke had taken the shot, causing him to miss.

Phillip fell to the ground and Elizaveta screamed and tried to get to Anthony before running to help her father. Phillip's other children and his wife were outside, enjoying time together when Elizaveta and Phillip could be seen. ''Father's hurt!'' Elizaveta said to her mother as they helped him. Doctors came and said ''Phillip has been shot. It must have been an assasination attempt.'' His wife was in shock and so what their children. Phillip was ok and he said ''When I get on my feet, I'll see what is going on. Thank Our Father, Elizaveta was safe.'' Meanwhile, security began to upgrade.

Julius heard of the news and said ''I won't return this child to people like this!''

"Gods damn you," muttered Antony, speaking unconciously in a Deltaran accent. He had no idea who the man pursuing him was, but he clearly had lethal intent, and considering he had just fired a poorly aimed pistol in a crowd of civilians, wasn't too picky as to his methods. Antony removed a pistol from a holster on his waist and looked back, took aim, and fired, without slowing. Again, he did not wait to see if he hit, but ducked into a museum, shedding the overcoat he was wearing, and then the hat, to make himself harder to recognize.

The man continued his pursuit, knocking over an old lady when he barged his way into the museum. He saw the man about to run through a door, and before following took a pop shot at him, shattering an artifact nearby. He ran through the doors after him to find an empty exhibition.

The floor was white marble, with artifacts around the edge, and five or six large displays in the centre. His man could be anywhere, it was live or die. Holding his pistol down he advanced crouched and as silently as he could, using the techniques he had learned to minimize noise. Every couple of steps he would sweep the room. On the third sweep, his shoes squeeked on the marble. He had given away his position. He saw his target, and ducked behind the display, a glass casing around a few gold objects.

This was it.

Antony had no interest in killing the man, who was probably here with similar goals to his. He tightly closed his eyes, while standing behind a massive sculpture, and tossed a flashbang grenade out into the middle of the floor. As soon as it went off he ran out a door he chose at random, tossing a smoke grenade behind him, and emerging on the street. The street was deserted, no chance of hiding here. He drew his pistol and stood by the doorway, planning to disable the man non-lethaly.

The man sat where he was until he at least regained sight, which due to the distance from the blast was only 6 seconds. His hearing was still not back, but he leaned out of his place expecting to have a weapon at his head, he looked around spotting a cloud of smoke. He moved through the smoke cloud crouching to reduce the area his target could aim for. When near the edge he ran off to the left, if the man was there, he would be shocked, and if he wasn't, he would go find cover. Two things could happen, he could be shot or he could survive.

He ran out into the open and ran into the man, causing them both to fall. His pistol was flung two metres in front of him. Regaining his composure, he crawled quickly along the floor to fetch it. There was a tug at his left leg.

The man sat where he was until he at least regained sight, which due to the distance from the blast was only 6 seconds. His hearing was still not back, but he leaned out of his place expecting to have a weapon at his head, he looked around spotting a cloud of smoke. He moved through the smoke cloud crouching to reduce the area his target could aim for. When near the edge he ran off to the left, if the man was there, he would be shocked, and if he wasn't, he would go find cover. Two things could happen, he could be shot or he could survive.

He ran out into the open and ran into the man, causing them both to fall. His pistol was flung two metres in front of him. Regaining his composure, he crawled quickly along the floor to fetch it. There was a tug at his left leg.

Antony grabbed the man's leg to keep him from reaching the gun, and then hit his head hard with the butt of his own pistol. Hoping to at least have stunned the man, he placed the barrel of the pistol to the man's neck and whispered, "If you move again, you're a dead man."

"Who are you? When you shot my target, you could have at least finished the job for me!" He attempted to shrug off the pistol from direct contact with his neck. He was of course hoping this man was bluffing, but he was almost certain he was. If he was going to die, he wanted to do it in comfort, without having a cold metal object shoved into his neck, sending a shiver down his spine.

He had lost, his hand just a centimetre of two from his weapon. The pain in his head began to take over, he couldn't think straight. He forgot where he was, and forgot nearly everything but his failed job and basic survival, animal instinct.

"Not any of your concern, not any more," Antony was still speaking in a Deltaran accent, "You did good though, I'll tell you that much. Nobody's gotten that close to me before." Reaching again to the holster on his belt, Antony drew a needle and injected into a vein in the man's arm, "Go to sleep now."

He groaned, making one last desperate attempt to get his assailant off of him. After a second, he blacked out. Everything dissapeared in a flash, the substance racing through his body, his body detecting a toxin and trying to expel it.

There was nothing he could do, and neither could his body. He was motionless, silent, eyes open, almost dead looking.

Antony sighed relief as the man went limp. He stood up, brushing off his clothing, and went on his way. His work in this miserable little country was done. He could head home. Or wherever his country chose to send him.