NationStates Jolt Archive

(Two Days Ago)

Aesonic National News (ANN)

Recently a man, named Ezhno, has begun preaching a radical form of Aesonism. Called True Aesonism by it’s followers, and known as Ezhnoism by the rest of the Holy Empire, it preaches the radical spread of Aesonism, by force if necessary.

Ezhno himself issued the following statement.

The false gods have seeded themselves across the world. They feed on the worship of the unenlightened. They are a draining force. It is the duty of all true Aesonic Citizens, the duty of all followers of the True Gods, to root out these beliefs, and to spread the Truth.

Our religious leaders, Keene, the Empress Chandra, those who diluted the Holy Texts, say that the gods do not punish because of lack of faith, only lack of virtue. Even if this were true, many of these false gods preach an entirely false set of virtues!

But it is not true! This is merely a lie they tell us, to soothe us to sleep while we do nothing! Nothing! They wish us to pursue a course that will allow those who have not felt the benevolent touch of the True Gods to perish immortally!

We must spread the True Faith. We must force them to follow the True Way! It is the only path! The only path!

Ezhno has developed an alarming following. It is estimated that ten percent of The Holy Empire of The Aeson now follows Ezhnoism. Even more alarmingly, a good number of these are in the military and law enforcement. As of yet, Ezhno has not encouraged violence against non-Ezhnoist Aesonics, many feel that it is only a matter of time.

(One Day Ago)

ANN

Today, in a controversial decision, Empress Chandra banned meetings of Ezhnoism. She made the following statement.

I am sure that Ezhno believes what he is preaching. I am sure that he has what he feels to be the world’s best interests at heart. I am equally sure that he is a madman. There is no place in this country for a religion that urges the destructions of others. There is no place in Aesonism for a religion that paints the gods as uncaring destroyers of those whose only crime is ignorance, and that not their fault. I will not permit this madman to twist our beliefs to suit his own purposes.
(Today)
ANN

Shocking news! Today violence erupted between militant Ezhnoists and police. Ezhno himself has completely disappeared, as was discovered when police raided his apartment following the shoot-out.

Fifteen police officers are reported dead, as are ten Ezhnoists.

A state of national emergency has been declared, due to fear that further violence may follow.

OOC: You can RP as a tourist in The Aeson, your nation reacting to this or, you can RP as having Aesonic Churces in your nation, in which case the violence may spread.

In light of the recent outbreaks of violence, Princess Subaru has decided to give a nationwide Adress to all Aesonic churches in Aqua Anu.

"I'm aware, just as you are of the recent break out of violence of your faith. I ask you all, if you want to maintain your abilities to preach in this country, you will not join in the violence. Peaceful protests are acceptable, as well as sit in's and other forms of non-violent actions. And to the Ezhno's of the world, I beg to you, if you are truly loving of God, you will decist your violent actions, and not seek further retalation. "

Ezhnoism not being widely spread outside of The Homeland, violence in Aqua Anu was not an issue.

However, in The Homeland, violence continued to grow. A second shootout errupted, this time with members of the police on both sides. It is not at this time clear who started the shootout, but casualties are currently listed at about twenty on both sides, and the fighting shows no sign of slowing down.

OOC: Can I play my common role of a Silver Arrow, someone of the subversive agency of Isie known as the Silver Clutch?

OOC: Sure, but I can't promise you'll have much luck subverting Aesonics.

Interesting idea. Also, is the military base of yours in my nation still going? How are relations between us?

Subaru paced the room. "You try to send a clear message, but they don't listen. They listend here, they listend in Kanami, but they won't listen in their own country. Well "I have not yet begun to fight."


Subaru wrote a letter.

Dear Ezhno,

Personally as a Catholic, I'm rather appaled by the behavior of your new church. Freedom to practice should be earned through civil disobedience, not violence.

When the leader of the LDS church was persecuted, mamed, and eventually killed, the LDS Church certianlly didn't react in violence.

Dr. King earned Civil Rights for his people through peace. Religion should teach peace, and tolerance. Not violence. It's actions like these, that give all religions a bad name.

Think about who you are hurting more.

Sincerly,

Princess Subaru Akoowa

Errik clutched his gun, peering through the window. The Eznhoists were out there somewheres. So were the other Loyalists. Sweat ran down his brow.

Movement. He brought his gun to bear. Incredible. A flicker of flame, a trail of smoke. The idiot was lighting a cigerate.

He was on the other side of the imiginary line. The line that marked where his allies would not be standing. This man was an enemy.

Errik brought the gun to bear on the man's face. He froze. It was his brother. His brother was an Eznhoist.

Tears streaming down his face, though his hands remained steady, Errik pulled the trigger.

Gods forgive me.

Interesting idea. Also, is the military base of yours in my nation still going? How are relations between us?

OOC: I think the lease has run out by now. But if you want it to still be going it can.

OOC: I think the lease has run out by now. But if you want it to still be going it can.

I sent you a telegram. We could have a RP with the True Aesonists. Also, we could discuss the lease, if you want. Or we can keep it going, or dispose of it.

OOC: I responded.

OOC-I responded too. You can start it.

OOC: Mind if I come in? I feel like having my embassy have a role in this. Along with everyone's favorite bachelor Minister of Foreigh Affairs, Brutavius Clay.

- RP'ing as Sparta Infensus -

Spartan KH-6 Series Vagabond satellites update and made for low cost operations watched from overhead streaming real time Digital video to fort 'St, Conrad' meanwhile Sparta learning of this religion had outlawed all other besides the main stream religions. Bhuddism, Judaism, and Christianity in almost all of it's forms except for Protestant. All other religions were outlawed and when the Aesonic churches came front not only exposing them selves though also rioting. They also made it easier for police to do this.

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On the corner of Whittset, and Baja st. Police officers as well as SWAT officers surrounded one of the vert few Aesonic churches during one of thier meetings. SPL officers held thier G-12 assault rifles held at eye level while the normal police officers held thier .45 Caliber Kimber 'Warrior' series 1911's. Laser-Sights attached upon the lower RAIL mount and fixated upon the doors and windows as well as every entrance and exit. A single police negotiator yelled over his megaphone "Come out now and only face prison. Do not exit and you will be fired upon." After several seconds only two people exited; they were children. A boy and girl between the ages of 9 and 10. They were the only ones spared as a single officer swooped and and moved them out of the line of fire while the Police negotiator having no care for this pathetic excuse for a religion said and counted down. "1... 2... 3..." Every single weapon opened fire. Bullets easily peircing through the walls; chunks of stucco and wood flying and chipping away. As bullets raped the building killing almost all of the inhabitants as they were all ordered to fire only 5 shots. Though; from 60 different SPL officers and Policemen; this was overkill. As every officer finished they're 5 allotted bullets the SPL troops moved in. G-12's held high with AGOG reflex sights held at eye level with thier integral Flashlights turned on. They swooped in; 2 teams of 5 officers. In a 'Congo Line' a single man using a bullet proof RIOT shield at the front; 4 men weidling G-12's and the last one weilding a Benelli M3 SUPER 90 to blow away locks and neutrilize the enemy at close quarters.

The first team trough the front enterance radioed to the second team entering from the back entrance "Kill all survivors and wounded; if your not sure of either. Shoot it anyway. Go Go Go!" They then went Dynamic which meant they moved swiftly taking only fatal and well aimed shots. Some times double tapping the trigger to make sure the bullets killed and hit thier mark. In a matter of seconds as both teams moved quickly. All survivors were dead. To further quell the Aesonic outburst; Anti-Aesonic proppaganda was shown on all TV channels as well as Radio stations. People were encouraged to rat upon any Aesonic beliver they saw and report them to the police for 'Re-Education' and if person belived the Aesonic beliver was a threat any civvillan could 'Dispatch' of them by any means nessicary. The country was hell bent on quelling any uprising of Aesonic belivers and so far this course of action was the best as it had killed off any talk of a Up-Rising and or rebillion since the 'Aesonic Church Slaughter'.

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*gimme a second, I'll join.*

- RP'ing as Sparta Infensus -

Spartan KH-6 Series Vagabond satellites update and made for low cost operations watched from overhead streaming real time Digital video to fort 'St, Conrad' meanwhile Sparta learning of this religion had outlawed all other besides the main stream religions. Bhuddism, Judaism, and Christianity in almost all of it's forms except for Protestant. All other religions were outlawed and when the Aesonic churches came front not only exposing them selves though also rioting. They also made it easier for police to do this.

---

On the corner of Whittset, and Baja st. Police officers as well as SWAT officers surrounded one of the vert few Aesonic churches during one of thier meetings. SPL officers held thier G-12 assault rifles held at eye level while the normal police officers held thier .45 Caliber Kimber 'Warrior' series 1911's. Laser-Sights attached upon the lower RAIL mount and fixated upon the doors and windows as well as every entrance and exit. A single police negotiator yelled over his megaphone "Come out now and only face prison. Do not exit and you will be fired upon." After several seconds only two people exited; they were children. A boy and girl between the ages of 9 and 10. They were the only ones spared as a single officer swooped and and moved them out of the line of fire while the Police negotiator having no care for this pathetic excuse for a religion said and counted down. "1... 2... 3..." Every single weapon opened fire. Bullets easily peircing through the walls; chunks of stucco and wood flying and chipping away. As bullets raped the building killing almost all of the inhabitants as they were all ordered to fire only 5 shots. Though; from 60 different SPL officers and Policemen; this was overkill. As every officer finished they're 5 allotted bullets the SPL troops moved in. G-12's held high with AGOG reflex sights held at eye level with thier integral Flashlights turned on. They swooped in; 2 teams of 5 officers. In a 'Congo Line' a single man using a bullet proof RIOT shield at the front; 4 men weidling G-12's and the last one weilding a Benelli M3 SUPER 90 to blow away locks and neutrilize the enemy at close quarters.

The first team trough the front enterance radioed to the second team entering from the back entrance "Kill all survivors and wounded; if your not sure of either. Shoot it anyway. Go Go Go!" They then went Dynamic which meant they moved swiftly taking only fatal and well aimed shots. Some times double tapping the trigger to make sure the bullets killed and hit thier mark. In a matter of seconds as both teams moved quickly. All survivors were dead. To further quell the Aesonic outburst; Anti-Aesonic proppaganda was shown on all TV channels as well as Radio stations. People were encouraged to rat upon any Aesonic beliver they saw and report them to the police for 'Re-Education' and if person belived the Aesonic beliver was a threat any civvillan could 'Dispatch' of them by any means nessicary. The country was hell bent on quelling any uprising of Aesonic belivers and so far this course of action was the best as it had killed off any talk of a Up-Rising and or rebillion since the 'Aesonic Church Slaughter'.

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OOC: Sure Jaredcohenia. Say, don't you have a state religion? Your embassy might come under attack.

Empress Chandra was shocked. Aesonic millitary forces were placed on High Alert.

Empress Chandra wrote the following message.

Nations of the world, as those of you who have been monitoring Aesonic news may know, recently a sect of Aesonic Believers has formed. Called Ezhnoism, they urge violence. I outlawed this religion.

In response, Ezhnoists rose up. Even more disturbingly, though was the reaction of Sparta Infernus. Upon learning of these troubles, they decided to outlaw all Aesonic faith. This was a knee jerk reaction, and, under the circumstances, understandable. However, what is not understandable, and what is not acceptable, is the slaughter of innocent men, women, and children.

Pictures of some of the people who had been killed in the attack were shown.

They had families. Their only crime was their faith. Not a violent faith! I must make it clear that these were not Ezhnoists. They had no grudge against any members of other faiths. They did not urge uprisings. They were innocents. Nations of the world, we cannot allow these crimes to go unpunished.

OOC2: Sparta, did your nation die? I can't find it.

OOC: Okay. Just so you know the religion is Cohenism. Guess my last name? :P Anyway you want me to come in? Or can Clay just walk out of the embassy drinking coffee?

OOC: Either or. I'm going to say your last name is...

Marley?
Errikson?
Norris?

OOC: While subversion is a goal, the primary mission of a Silver Arrow is to stir up dissent and seed chaos.

IC:
Iseel opened the large wooden door to the main chamber of the Aesoni(c/stic?) church, and slipped in quietly. Through a few discreet questions, he had learned that this church was Ezhno's domain, or at least that of his extremist religious sect. He was the first of the Silver Clutch to penetrate so deeply into The Aeson, and beyond his basic agenda he was also here to gather as much information about the country as he could. Political, religious, and otherwise.

He strode up the empty chamber, solid boots echoing in the silence, and slowed to a halt before the priest at his podium. If his luck held, his judgement on this paticular church would be very fruitful.

With the priest's eyes on him, he spoke. "Long live Ezhno, and may the truth of his words ring through all lands." he kept his face expressionless, but he knew he had the sort of face that made others feel comfortable and unthreatened. Such aspects of his visage and composure were key to his line of work.

"Greetings, my son. May the gods shine always upon you," said the priest. Meanwhile, his hand moved down behind the podium where an object rested.

"But I do not know of what you speak," he continued, "Ezhnoism has been outlawed. His words have been banned."

Brutavius Clay, the Jaredcohenian Administer of Foreign Affairs, was outside the Jaredcohenian Embassy in The Aeson in the early morning. He had The Aesonic Times in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. "Crazy religious dude tries to overthrow the Empress, eh? Radical religious sect shooting others...hmm...where are the comics in this godforsaken newspaper." He tried to find Garfield in the newspaper, but that was to no avail. All there was in this newspaper was news of Ezhnoism. "I hope they're at least tolerant of my religion. How could this newspaper not have Garfield...not even Family Circus." He continued to flip through the newspaper...were there ANY comics in this paper?

Iseel had not risen to Silver Arrow just for his pleasant face. While the Isie looked down on advanced technology, that did not mean they had nothing of weapons to defend themselves. Learning how to fight hand to hand and with every sort of blade had been the first challenge of his position. Slight movement could not slip before his eyes, and he did not miss the motion the priest made. A gun? Likely.

He used his judgement of their apparent nature to puzzle out the response. Ezhnoists were obviously inherently violent zealots. It was simple to see that the man would not be trusting, not for some time, perhaps never. Maybe he had even been told by his superiors to kill any suspicious character that came into his church. It would not surprise him.

His guess was not wrong. No god-loving man, even of a foreign religion, would reach to a weapon. Only a follower of Ezhnoism. "The Empress is a heretic; her proclamations cannot hold dominion over the True Church, nor over its messenger and His word. Ezhnoism will soon bring the light to us all, and punish those who practice blasphemy."

OOC: Actually, Garfield and Family Circus are among the comics that are allowed in Aesonic newspapers. Things criticizing the government or religion you won't find.

IC: Five hours. Five godsdamned hours, Gaius had waited for someone to come out of the embassy. Now he was here, and unless Gaius's eyes had gone bad, or his mind had gone senile, this man was Clay, one of the highest ranking officials in the Jaredcohenian government.

Gaius steadied the gun, and fired. He cursed. The shot had gone wide, the recoil greater than he expected. As a police sniper he had used far superior weaponry, but as an Ehznoist...

And he probably wouldn't get a second shot. Still, he started swinging the rifle back.
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OOC2: Just for the record, he wasn't reaching for a gun, he was reaching for a message. If your man had been the person he was waiting for there was a code phrase he was supposed to use.

IC2: The priest removed his hand from the podium. The man wasn't the messanger, but he appeared to be a true believer.

"Of course, my son. But from your accent, it appears his words already ring beyond this land. Have you sought me out merely to learn more, or is there another purpose?"

Bump

OOC: He must've picked up a different newspaper. :p

IC: "What the fuck?!" shouted Clay, spilling his coffee all over his lap. It was hot coffee, mind you. His curses could be heard from miles away as the hot coffee burned his thigh. "To all things that are holy...was that a gunshot?!" He looked at his arm, blood poured down onto the newspaper and the bench that he sat on. "Of all things...I need a medic! I NEED A MEDIC! I NEED A MED..." Medics rushed out of the Embassy, as well as armed guards. Clay had passed out from the massive amount of blood leaving his body at a forceful rate.

"GET HIM NOW! DON'T LET HIM DIE!" Shouted a doctor, as nurses and EMs lifted his body onto a strecher and rushed him into the embassy. A small enfermory would be used an OR.

"CODE 100! NO ONE GETS IN OR OUT!" shouted a soldier, holding a high powered rifle. "EVERYONE TO YOUR STATIONS!"

"Yes, sir!" said several guards who came out with him. The Embassy was locked out, with several tourists inside not knowing what was going on.

OOC: bump? :s i dunno if you were hitting a different part of him or not, i just assumed arm.

Gaius swore again as Clay was rushed inside, but then, he hadn't missed completely, so the man's life might still be in danger. And the embassy had gone into lockdown.

This would be high-profile. It might even earn front page ratings. And it would drive home that the True Aesonics could strike anyone, anywhere. Smiling now, Gaius trained the sniper rifle on one of the guard's this time accounting for the increased recoil.

He fired.

The Guard fell to the ground, strucken by the recoil from his kevlar armor being hit at by the bullet. "Son of a..."

"Someone figure out where this guy is...I think it's a sniper." Another guard spoke. "Search the area...I want a five mile radius cleared of all guns!"

Inside the embassy, all tourists were locked up in a room. "Nothing to see here, folks. Get in here. We're sorry for the inconvienence. Free pizza in the back of the room. Don't worry, everything is fine," an intercom let this message through the embassy. More security were being armed with standard automatic rifles, and five assault teams (5 people) were assembled. These guys had effing big guns. They marched out of the embassy and ran throughout the area.

However, in the makeshift enfermory, Clay was losing more blood by the second. "GET THAT BULLET OUT OF HIM, DAMNIT!" shouted a doctor, as other doctors were cleaning the gun shot wound and taking the bullet out. It would be a few hours until the bullet removed, but Clay was in a coma for the blood he lost.

"Call the (OOC: not sure what the capital is called) Aesonic blood bank and tell them we need as much blood as we can get, a diplomat needs blood PRONTO!"

Shortly after the call was made, an armored truck arrived at the embassy, at the opposite side as the sniper. However, as several men transported the blood inside, one of them was hit by a sniper rifle.

Beyond the immediate horror of the blood gurgling out of the man's throat, was a deeper realization. There was more than one sniper.

This is a Jaredcohenia News Network update. Keeping you updated on international affairs.

"Hello, it's is R'bret Zetro. Startling news, as a militant religion's sniper in The Aeson shot the Jaredcohenian Minister of Foreign Affairs, Brutavius Clay. Clay is currently in a coma induced by a massive loss of blood...we'll update you as we get more information."

Inside the Embassy...

"We have to get out of here..." a diplomat said.

"How?" said a guard. "There's more than one sniper out there...if we get a helicopter they'll shoot at that and if we walk out they'll shoot at us...it's going to cost Jaredcohenian lives either way."

"We must find at least one of these snipers. How are the assault vets doing?"

"They're still searching."
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The blood was rushed in and hooked up to an IV going directly into Clay. Only time will tell...

"He's looking better."

"He still hasn't woken up...don't die on me, Clay..."

"Armor piercing," muttered Gaius, going through the box that sat at his feet. He inserted an armor piercing clip into his sniper rifle, and then resealed the box. The last thing he needed was a stray bullet hitting his ammunition.

Apollo guide my aim, he prayed silently, and fired at another one of the men. Already having taken three shots from the same window he left the room, and went over three rooms and down two stories, from which vantadge point he fired again.

The bullet flew through the guard's chest, he died instantly.

"We lost one, sir!"

"Wait a minute...shots seem to be coming from that area..." he pointed to the east. "Damn our government signing a nonaggresive pact...no tanks my ass...there's safety in numbers. Get the assault vets to storm every building where the shots are coming from!"

Moments later.

"Great. Why did I enlist in the services for this guaranteed death job?"
"We have conscription in Jaredcohenia..."
"Oh yeah..."

The troops lined up and started marching, single fire according to the wishes of the Embassy's high command. "THIS IS THE JAREDCOHENIAN ASSAULT VETERAN SQUAD. SURRENDER SNIPERS. IF YOU SURRENDER YOU WILL NOT BE KILLED. IF YOU CONTINUE TO SHOOT AT US, YOU WILL BE FOUND AND IMPRISONED," that was bellowed over the loudspeakers at the Embassy. It was obvious that there would be no response.
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"IT BURNS!!!" was shouted from the enfermory.

"Clay?! Are you alright?"

'DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M ALRIGHT? I BURNT MY ENTIRE THIGH FOR GOD'S SAKE!"

"Umm...Mr. Clay...you were shot. You've been out for like four or so hours."

"Was I?"

"Look at your arm."

"GOD DAMNIT I WAS SHOT!"

The Doctor sighed.

Damnit, here they come. Thought Gaius. He dropped the sniper rifle and picked up an assault weapon. Bringing the box with him, he moved to the side of the door, giving himself an open shot at anyone coming in. He felt the cyanide tablet in his mouth with his tongue.

(Two Days Ago)

Aesonic National News (ANN)

Recently a man, named Ezhno, has begun preaching a radical form of Aesonism. Called True Aesonism by it’s followers, and known as Ezhnoism by the rest of the Holy Empire, it preaches the radical spread of Aesonism, by force if necessary.

Ezhno himself issued the following statement.

The false gods have seeded themselves across the world. They feed on the worship of the unenlightened. They are a draining force. It is the duty of all true Aesonic Citizens, the duty of all followers of the True Gods, to root out these beliefs, and to spread the Truth.

Our religious leaders, Keene, the Empress Chandra, those who diluted the Holy Texts, say that the gods do not punish because of lack of faith, only lack of virtue. Even if this were true, many of these false gods preach an entirely false set of virtues!

But it is not true! This is merely a lie they tell us, to soothe us to sleep while we do nothing! Nothing! They wish us to pursue a course that will allow those who have not felt the benevolent touch of the True Gods to perish immortally!

We must spread the True Faith. We must force them to follow the True Way! It is the only path! The only path!

Ezhno has developed an alarming following. It is estimated that ten percent of The Holy Empire of The Aeson now follows Ezhnoism. Even more alarmingly, a good number of these are in the military and law enforcement. As of yet, Ezhno has not encouraged violence against non-Ezhnoist Aesonics, many feel that it is only a matter of time.

(One Day Ago)

ANN

Today, in a controversial decision, Empress Chandra banned meetings of Ezhnoism. She made the following statement.

I am sure that Ezhno believes what he is preaching. I am sure that he has what he feels to be the world’s best interests at heart. I am equally sure that he is a madman. There is no place in this country for a religion that urges the destructions of others. There is no place in Aesonism for a religion that paints the gods as uncaring destroyers of those whose only crime is ignorance, and that not their fault. I will not permit this madman to twist our beliefs to suit his own purposes.
(Today)
ANN

Shocking news! Today violence erupted between militant Ezhnoists and police. Ezhno himself has completely disappeared, as was discovered when police raided his apartment following the shoot-out.

Fifteen police officers are reported dead, as are ten Ezhnoists.

A state of national emergency has been declared, due to fear that further violence may follow.

OOC: You can RP as a tourist in The Aeson, your nation reacting to this or, you can RP as having Aesonic Churces in your nation, in which case the violence may spread.
YOU KEEP YOU COTEN-PICK'N FINGERS OFF MY RELIGIONS! MIDDLE-EAST TERRORISTS!!!!

YOU KEEP YOU COTEN-PICK'N FINGERS OFF MY RELIGIONS! MIDDLE-EAST TERRORISTS!!!!

We're not middle eastern. We're in the middle of the Pacific. Try again.

OOC: When'd he put the cyanide in his mouth?

IC: The Assault vets randomly kicked in doors of buildings along the highway, until this sniper was found. Several buidlings were searched...and several angry Aesonic people were found. "Sorry!" they said as they backed out of people's apartments.

"JAREDCOHENIAN ASSAULT VETERANS, OPEN UP!"

They believed that this was the room they were looking for...they waited for a response...if any.

OOC: I'm going with it being standard procedure for these operatives. It was in his mouth from the beginning.

IC: Teflon coated bullets. An AK-47. A relatively thin door. Gaius didn't know how many enemies there were out there, but it the number was about to shrink. He fired through the door, and then flattened himself against the considerably thicker wall.

OOC: okay.

IC: A soldier was hit by the bullets, but not fatally. He was, however, injured as much as he couldn't walk. He crawled to the back of the line of troops. Another soldier kicked the door in, and chucked a smokegrenade in. It seemed like the smoke was filling the room at a rather fast pace. The Assault Vets then moved into the room, there were four of them in the smokey room.

Pressing himself against the far wall, and both closing his eyes and holding his breath, tossed a grenade towards the doorway. He wasn't sure why the smoke grenade was expected to help, considering he'd had time to memorize the layout of this room.

OOC: So he couldn't see where the vets were, duh.

IC: It wasn't clear as to the troops why the grenade was thrown, considering that they were already in the room. The smoke cleared the room. The four vets had their rifles aimed at Gaius. "Don't pull any funny shit, pal."

The blast of the grenade killed the soldier that was sprayed with the teflon coated bullets.

Gaius smiled as he threw his last grenade towards one of the vets. Then he squeezed the trigger on his AK-47 while biting down hard on the cyanide capsule.

The vet fumbled with the grenade until it exploded. Another vet was killed in the hayfire of the bullets. Both of the remaining vets fired at Gaius, shooting his arms and legs.

The AK-47 was dropped, and Gaius lay dying, murmurring as he did so, And those who die in battle, shall be brought up to the heavens, and they shall sit by the side of Tyr and Thor.

OOC: I don't think cyanide would work that quickly, and they didn't shoot to kill. :s Do you mind if they make him vomit so that they can keep him as a prisoner?

"Die? We know your kind, radical scum." One picked up Gaius by his collar, the other picked up the box. They began to clear the rubble in the room and head to the embassy. "We got him." one said over his radio. "Probably tried to kill himself."

OOC: I said dying. :p But I don't know how quick cyanide works. Hold on while I wiki it.

OOC: I'm going to assume that what he ingested was about the same as the terminal dose here,

Inhalation of high concentrations of hydrogen cyanide causes a coma with seizures, apnea and cardiac arrest, with death following in a matter of minutes.

Hitoshi Doi was on a mission to Aeson as a sociologist. His job? To research Aesonism and Ezhnoism as well in preperation for an academic report to the People's University of Shanxding City. Perhaps he would get tenured. He somehow developed a craving for milk, but he turned it aside. He heard there was some unrest in the streets. He fingered his Stechkin APS just in case. How come so many Dongarians were gun nuts, many people don't know. He wandered the streets in his absurd Zhongshan suit.

OOC: Aww...I wanted to torture a prisoner. :( Err...extract information out of him. Also, what's in the box? :O

"Hey," said a man from a doorway, "Are you from around here? I don't recognize you?"

OOC: Aww...I wanted to torture a prisoner. :( Err...extract information out of him. Also, what's in the box? :O

OOC: Various types of ammunition for sniper rifles and the AK-47. Maybe a couple grenades.

"Hey," said a man from a doorway, "Are you from around here? I don't recognize you?"

Hitoshi turned around and dropped his notebook. He picked it up.

"Oh no, I'm from Dongara. I'm researching about Aesonism. Do you know anything about Aesonism?"

OOC: was that to Dongara or meh?

OOC: Dongara.

Hitoshi turned around and dropped his notebook. He picked it up.

"Oh no, I'm from Dongara. I'm researching about Aesonism. Do you know anything about Aesonism?"

"You ain't an Aesonist?" Asked the man. Several men were gathering around him.

Officials from the Vattican City are contacting the government of Aeson. They are under orders from the Pope to investigate and find out whether the current uprising in Aeson poses any real threat to chatholisism. The Pope is ready to release the Vattican Gaurd should their presence be needed.

The two soldiers finally made it to the Embassy, where when they got in, they chucked the body on a table. It wasn't sure if he had died from the mass amounts of bullets in him or from something else.

More armored guards came out of the building. They would be on guard for a day, or until the area was secure.

OOC: notice how the dictator hasnt found out about this :eek:

Officials from the Vattican City are contacting the government of Aeson. They are under orders from the Pope to investigate and find out whether the current uprising in Aeson poses any real threat to chatholisism. The Pope is ready to release the Vattican Gaurd should their presence be needed.

We do not feel that it is a major threat, but some Catholics may be killed in the violence. The presence of the Vatican Guard is not required, and would in fact be frowned upon as they would probably only serve to further inflame the situation.

The Vattican is pleased to here this, but hopes that you will use every available means to protect your catholic citizens, as this is not their war.

The Vattican is pleased to here this, but hopes that you will use every available means to protect your catholic citizens, as this is not their war.


OOC: I think theres like 6 catholics in The Aeson? :P

Well then their better still be six when this is over. :)

3 and a half actually. (He's just going through the motions)

ahhh, i see. Well take good care of them. The Vattican is wiring you $10,000 dollars to put them (and their families) up in your nations finest hotel and hire them a body gaurd. Please accomodate them untill the conflict is over. Good luck with your up-rising.

"You ain't an Aesonist?" Asked the man. Several men were gathering around him.

"Uh....what's it to you?"

Hitoshi reached down his pocket...

A couple of the men reached into their pockets as well, but that was mostly reflex.

"Hey," said the man who had spoken first, "Get moving. That's the best advice I can give you. You don't want to be around when the sun goes down."

OOC: Is Gaius dead or alive? :s

OOC: I'm going to say dead, unless you want to get his stomach pumped in order to question him.

OOC: I'd rather question him...but if you think he should die let us just say that the ipecac was replaced by something else :P

OOC: I'd rather question him...but if you think he should die let us just say that the ipecac was replaced by something else :P
OOC: Nah, you can question him. He probably won't be terribly cooperative though.

Gaius awoke. This... This was not Valhalla. And he was restrained. He jerked against his restraints, but to no avail. Now he had to wait.

Gaius was in a dark room, on a cold slab of metal. His wounds had not been tended. A large guard opened Gaius' mouth and another poured some sort of emetic down his throat.

"We know your kind...you can do this one of two ways. The easy way...or the hard way. Cooperate...or cooperate. How's that sound?"

"Tyr, who is in heaven, give me strength," Gaius choked out.

"Your god ain't gonna give you strength here. Only one that can help you in this room is yourself."

"Furies take you," said Gaius.

"Whatever. Now, what have you against us?"

Gaius laughed. "That is what you want to know? You worship a false god. You keep your people from enlightenment."

"Maybe you worship false gods, yourself. The majority of us in Jaredcohenia believe in the same gods...and perhaps we share some of the same gods, no? Perhaps there are some similarities between our gods?"

"Maybe you worship false gods, yourself. The majority of us in Jaredcohenia believe in the same gods...and perhaps we share some of the same gods, no? Perhaps there are some similarities between our gods?"

"My gods are true. You keep your people from enlightenment. That your false gods take on the charecteristics of the True Gods does not make them less false."

"Very well then," said the official. "Lars, come here."

A large guard walked over. "Yes, sir?"

"Search him for all objects. Take his clothes and send him to the enfermory." The official began to walk out. "Welcome to Jaredcohenia," he said as he left the room.

OOC: Just for the record is he still in the embassy?

Gaius went completely limp, determined to make this as difficult for the guard as he could without actively struggling.

OOC: Yes. With a dictatorship, who DOESN'T have a secret interogation/torture chamber in their embassy? He's saying "Welcome to Jaredcohenia" because he's going to be treated like gum on someone's shoe.

IC:
"You think you're funny?" He said something to some guards, they left and returned with a cart, a simple cart that said "Jaredcohenian Property". Lars pushed Gaius into the cart. "Think you're gonna be treated nicely, little extremist?"

OOC: I think an embassy is considered the owning nations land. ex: The American Embassy in Africa = American soil. So technically his is in Jaredcohenia.

OOC: Yes. With a dictatorship, who DOESN'T have a secret interogation/torture chamber in their embassy? He's saying "Welcome to Jaredcohenia" because he's going to be treated like gum on someone's shoe.

IC:
"You think you're funny?" He said something to some guards, they left and returned with a cart, a simple cart that said "Jaredcohenian Property". Lars pushed Gaius into the cart. "Think you're gonna be treated nicely, little extremist?"

Gaius smirked. "How I am treated in this life does not matter. How I act matters, and how I die matters. And you, oh torturer of prisoners? How do you think you will be viewed in your next life?"

OOC: I think an embassy is considered the owning nations land. ex: The American Embassy in Africa = American soil. So technically his is in Jaredcohenia.

OOC: Yes, but I still wanted to know where he was.

"Like you rewarded for murdering your people, I do feel a commision for your punishment is due in my afterlife. You haven't read my country's constitution, have you? Murderers in Jaredcohenia's eyes are guilty until proven innocent...and I believe you're not going to be innocent at all." He bagan to push the cart to a different room, a smaller room. Gaius was lifted onto a cold steel bed, and was restrained. "Now the part I hate..." he said as he put on a pair of gloves.

"We shall see. Perhaps you shall redeem yourself by dying in a fight against one who is not full of bullets and chained down. I am an extremist, yes, but I am no murderer. The Aesonics I killed will go to the gods. As will the Jaredcohenians. They died well, in battle."

"Killing five guards where I'm from is murder...not to mention that little bullet you used to shoot the Minister of Foreign Affairs...umm...do you mind cooperating while I remove your pants? Last time I did this I got urinated on."

Gaius at this point used one of the techniques taught to him in Police Academy to black himself out.

"At least I won't get peed on," Lars sighed relieved as he removed the clothes of Gaius. He threw the clothes in a cart and began the cavity search.

And found nothing that shouldn't be there.

A couple of the men reached into their pockets as well, but that was mostly reflex.

"Hey," said the man who had spoken first, "Get moving. That's the best advice I can give you. You don't want to be around when the sun goes down."

Hitoshi looked at him curiously after sighing in relief?

"Why not? Don't tell me they burn heretics or something..."

"Replace burn with beat severely, and heretics with nonbelievers, and you've got it right. Lot of Ehznoists around here."

Lars smacked Gaius to wake him up. "All searched. Your prisoner clothes will be delivered to you momentarily...but in the mean time...would you like the lead bullets in you, or would you rather us take them out?"

Gaius spat at Lars. "I do not see that it matters. I do not expect to survive either way."

OOC: I just realized something. Five unarmed guards? At the very least, two of them were armed.

Gaius spat at Lars. "I do not see that it matters. I do not expect to survive either way."

OOC: I just realized something. Five unarmed guards? At the very least, two of them were armed.

OOC: I accidentally put unarmed. I editted it. Two were guards, three were the soldiers that were grenaded.

IC:

Lars wiped the spit off his face. "I take that as a yes." He pushed the car into the enfermory, not paying attention and having the cart hit a wall. "Sorry. Not really."

The nurse at the enfermory was a strange one. She was missing an arm. "Hello, welcome to the Jaredcohenian Embassical Enfermory. We're going to be removing several bullets from you. Due to the lack of practical funding, I'm going to be using a spoon." Gaius was restrained and muzzled...the door was shut.

Again, Gaius forced himself to black out. He drifted in a semi-concious void, aware of the pain, but seperated from it. What the nonbelievers torturing him didn't know, and what he planned to keep them from finding out, was that before becoming a police sharpshooter, he had served in Aesonic Special Forces. One of the chief categories he had been trained in was resisting interrogation, after all, the kind of ops he went out on were not the sort that could be allowed to leave a clear trail.

OOC: Torture? This nurse is literally sick in the head.

IC: The nurse had managed to remove the majority of the bullets before Lars came back. He thought to himself, Why did we even hire her? "Okay Gaius, here are your clothes." He put the clothes on him as if he were dressing up a doll, and then woke him up.

OOC: I don't care if the nurse is more stark raving mad than ninety-nine red baboons! Removing bullets with a spoon is torture.

IC: Gaius said nothing, merely sat and waited, wincing occasionally at the damage.

"Replace burn with beat severely, and heretics with nonbelievers, and you've got it right. Lot of Ehznoists around here."

Hitoshi's eyes lit up!

"Ehzonoists! Excellent! My report is on them! Could you direct me to the nearest one?"

"There you go. All dressed up. Would you like some tea so we can have a tea party with your new dressy?"

The nurse was hauled off on a wheelchair...off to be sent back to Jaredcohenia. The man pushing her chair said "Who hired this chick?"

Hitoshi's eyes lit up!

"Ehzonoists! Excellent! My report is on them! Could you direct me to the nearest one?"

The men looked at each other in some confusion. "You don't quite seem to get it," said the man who had advised Hitoshi to move along, "They aren't going to give you an interview. They're going to beat the s*** out of you."

OOC: JC, I'm going to let you RP Gaius, since I don't really want to RP the various tortures. Just assume he's going to stick with his current attitude.

The men looked at each other in some confusion. "You don't quite seem to get it," said the man who had advised Hitoshi to move along, "They aren't going to give you an interview. They're going to beat the s*** out of you."

OOC: JC, I'm going to let you RP Gaius, since I don't really want to RP the various tortures. Just assume he's going to stick with his current attitude.

OOC: Well he's done being tortured. It's questioning time. XD Lars is just being an ass 'cuz he acted like he was playing dress-up.

OOC: Okay then.

IC: Gaius glared at Lars dispassionately and said nothing.

Lars sighed. "It's sarcasm. Even prisoners deserve a laugh now and then." He moved a wheel chair by the tablet where Gaius lay and pushed a button, lifting it and sliding Gaius into it. He was restrained in it and moved into a cell. "Well, I'm done with my duties. If you need me, just ask."

The door shut. The room was pitch black. The eyes of a man opened up, they were green and lit up well in the dark room.

"Are you aware as to why you are here, boy?"

"Because I was not quick enough to swallow the cyanide," replied Gaius calmly. "Do you know why you are here?"

"I was put in this stupid job. You know, I was a lawyer back in my hometown. But other than the cyanide part, do you know why you were shot at and that crazy nurse dug out bullets with a spork? Do you know why you're a prisoner?"

"I am here because I carried out the will of the True Gods."

"What will is it to shoot a diplomat who was enroute to engage in peace talks and talking about opening up a Ezhnoist church in Jaredcohenia?"

OOC: Secretly :O!

"He was a Cohenist. He was engaged in friendly relations with the government that currently hunts us. That is enough."

OOC: Really? Or is this just mind games?

OOC: Mind games. Does it seem to you that a guy looking for Garfield had any plans on going anywhere but to the bathroom? Also, how "long ago" shall it be since my government met with yours.

"Actually, he planned on meeting with a high official of your religion. Do you really think that an embassy with a torture chamber and several interogation rooms had intentions of being nice with a nation where it is in?"

Gaius laughed. "High official? There are no officials in Ehznoism. There is Ehzno, and there are his followers. As for the torture room? Somewhat easier to conceal than a Ehznoist church, no?"

"I'm just reading what they gave me. He was working with Aesonic guys to find Ehzno and give him amnesty in Jaredcohenia." His shirt was heard ruffling. "Man, we keep you guys in freaking saunas. Anyways, you killed several soldiers slash guard people and you shot a diplomat."

"Well," said Gaius, "We both know that. Any more questions? To save you the trouble, yes, I used a sniper rifle, and yes, I tried to commit suicide. And yes, while we're asking obvious questions, I am an Ehznoist."

"No, really? I never would've been able to tell." His tone was sarcastic. "Now, if you could ever be so kind as to help us in our efforts of finding Ehzno...please keep in mind that we have not spoken to anyone in the high command of Jaredcohenia with this...only Clay knew."

Gaius laughed out loud.

"Honestly, even if I believed you, I couldn't tell you. You think they tell every man they send out in the field where Ehzno is?"

OOC: I'm off to bed.

"You think it's funny, eh? I know, stupid, isn't it? I mean, you were only sent out to kill the highest ranking Jaredcohenian in this country. Doesn't seem like an important task, does it?"

OOC: does he have a family of some sort?

"You think it's funny, eh? I know, stupid, isn't it? I mean, you were only sent out to kill the highest ranking Jaredcohenian in this country. Doesn't seem like an important task, does it?"

OOC: does he have a family of some sort?

OOC: Yes, but upon recieving word of his capture, they were whisked away by the Ehznoists and are being hidden.

IC: "Not everyone has a high an opinion of your importance as you seem to," replied Gaius coldly, "But consider this. I was sent to complete a task, that was likely to result in my capture. No one expected you to treat my well once I was captured. As such, I do not have any information that would be of harm to the True Aesonics."

"Hmm...guess you failed your task by your religion. Failed the True Gods, I'd say. You were sent to assassinate someone and you failed in turn. Sure, you may of killed some of us...but look at this. How many pregnant women do you think are popping out babies in my nation as we speak? Will five men harm the nation? Are you aware as to how badly she can crush your nation in a few minutes? You'll die under the heat of a nuke. That's a great death, isn't it? You and your men wil be made martyrs, but to who? Your minority religion? The few that live after the onslaught?"

OOC: how long has the non-aggresion pact been in effect?

OOC: Couple NS years, I guess.

IC: "I was sent to attack the Jaredcohenian embassy. In that I suceeded. This, Clay, was merely a target of oppurtunity. The attack was a message. Do you think your numbers frighten us? Or your weapons? If you hunt down and kill every Ehznoist this year, by next year there shall be twice as many. Now that the Word has been spoken, nothing can prevent its spread."

"Why our embassy? Just because we don't believe in this True God hunk of baloney doesn't mean you need to attack us. You know what? Your gods are false gods in my eyes. Now, there's two ways we can do this. You can either tell us where we can find more Ehznoists...or you'll be sent to a prison camp where the torture is far worse than what is allowed in Jaredcohenia. We will find your family and execute them in front of you just to get this information out of you. We will castrate you just to get this information out of you. We will destroy anything that means any significance to you. Cooperating would be the best choice."

"Why our embassy? Just because we don't believe in this True God hunk of baloney doesn't mean you need to attack us. You know what? Your gods are false gods in my eyes. Now, there's two ways we can do this. You can either tell us where we can find more Ehznoists...or you'll be sent to a prison camp where the torture is far worse than what is allowed in Jaredcohenia. We will find your family and execute them in front of you just to get this information out of you. We will castrate you just to get this information out of you. We will destroy anything that means any significance to you. Cooperating would be the best choice."

Gaius laughed. "Where can you find more Ehznoists? I'd advise looking in Roman Greek Arterus. After all, we siezed the government there."

OOC: woah! your crazy radicals siezed a governmnet?! When?

OOC: Heh. Yep. This (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=482732&highlight=History+Repeats)thread. My crazy radicals are cra-Z. :p

Dissolving an orthodox church eh? I donno if the vatican would like that...

"Very well then. Needless to say, you'll be kept in this room. Do you want a light on, boy? Or would you rather be here in the dark?"

OOC: They weren't doing it with the Vatican in mind.

"The light makes no difference to me," replied Gaius.

"Any requests on dinner, while I'm here? Or will bread and water work? Or perhaps you'd like nothing?"

Bumptastic.

"Any requests on dinner, while I'm here? Or will bread and water work? Or perhaps you'd like nothing?"

"I am on hunger strike," replied Gaius. "You will merely waste any food that you give me."

"We're not going to starve you. Kind of contradictory that I said if you wanted nothing. You will be nourished through an IV. So we've got dark room with an IV food system three times a day. Any other requests?"

Bump? o_O

Gaius said, perfectly calmly, "Kill me."

"...You will be executed when my nation needs you no longer."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Wow. So I got shot by some crazy guy named Gaius?" Clay said, finally in recovery.

"Yes, he is being detained."

"Was Cohenius alerted?"

"...No sir."

"Empress Chandra?"

"...No sir...we were hoping you would do that."

Clay sighed, and walked into his office.

TO: Empress Chandra of The Aeson
FROM: Brutavius Clay, Minister of Foreign Affairs of Jaredcohenia

Dearest Chandra,
It has come to my attention that your nation is slowly being replaced in a religon known as Ehznoism. An Ehznoist named Gaius shot me earlier, and I fell into a coma. Several guards of my embassy were killed in this capture, but the Ehznoist has been detained.

We request that leaders of your religion find this Ehzno man and settle something between your two groups. Shall another Jaredcohenian die, it will not be a good day to be living in The Aeson.

Sincerly,

Brutavius Clay

Keene was reading the letter when suddenly the world dropped away from him. He stood on a wide open plain. Before him was a huge figure, before which Keene was as a mouse before a human.

Even more startling that the figure's size was his face. At one instant it was a battle scarred, one eyed, and scowling visage. The next it was replaced with the cruel beak and piercing eyes of a hawk. Then a face that looked as if it belonged on an Ancient Greek statue. Disoriented, Keene looked away.

Prophet, why do you do nothing? Came the voice, at once sounding like distant thunder, and harps.

"What would you have me do?" Asked Keene, "The Ehznoists no longer listen to me."

You have not yet spoken to them, Prophet replied the voice. They think that you are cowering away in some secluded temple. If you speak to them, they shall listen to you.

"I shall do as you ask, Lord," replied Keene.

The barren plain vanished, and Keene found himself standing at the doorway to the Imperial Palace. The guards looked at them, but he motioned them to stay, and walked out.

ANN

Shocking news today, as Keene called upon the Ehznoists to lay down their arms, and to surrender Ehzno. Though Ehzno still remains in an unknown location, the violence has ceased, as throughout the Homeland, Ehznoists lay down their arms and surrender.

Keene himself was shot by an Ehznoist die hard, who was then executed by his own men, who were shocked by this attack on the Holy Man. Keene is in intensive care, and his condition has not been revealed by the hospital.

OOC: why is Keene reading a letter addressed to the empress? and also, the ehznoists are surrendering to their leader? :s

OOC: Well, Keene is, among his other duties, the spiritual advisor to the Empress. As such, any suggestion of reaching a truce with the Ehznoists, them being a sect of The Aesonic Church, would sooner or later be seen by him.

And he isn't the leader of the Ehznoists, he is the leader of the Aesonic Church. In case I misunderstood you and you meant the other way... they were asked to surrender Ehzno, as in to give him up.

IC:

Lars walked into Gaius' cell. "Looky here." He turned on the extremely bright lights, and handed Gaius a newspaper. "Keeney here wants you to surrender Ehzno. But guess who isn't going to be seeing the light of day?"

"Keene is a false prophet, sent by the False Gods to lead us away from the true path," replied Gaius, "No heed willl be paid to this call for surrender."

"Then why did all these Ehznoists stop their fighting, eh?"

"You are a liar. It shall be added to your list of sins, and you shall burn all the hotter for it. The fighting has not ceased."

"According to the newspaper, it says that Ehznoists 'lay down their arms and surrender.'" He said that and pointed at the sentence in the article. "They ceased their fightin' for now."

"Whatever you make of my intelligence, you should strive in the future to make your lies less transparent. How hard would it be for a country with your resources to print a single copy of a fake newspaper? There is no ceasefire, there is no surrender."

For a moment, I thought the first post was a real news story like this one...

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/4996410.stm

OOC: Well, at least that means I did it decently.

"You want the truth? You son of a..." Lars left the room and came back around five minutes later, with a television. "Do you know what channel ANN is? Tell me the number and I'll put it on."

"ANN is channel one sixty-five. But again, how difficult would it be for you to fake a news broadcast? And even if it is on the news, ANN is under the control of the False Prophet, and cannot be trusted."

"My god you are difficult to work with. Is there any god damned way you'll believe this? I'll go buy you a freakin' newspaper from any stand you want, I'll even film it."

"Let me put it another way," said Gaius, in the tone of voice one would use to explain something to a two-year old, "Even if you could convince me of this falsehood, an impossible task, what good would it do you? Do you expect me to break down and tell you what you want to know? I can assure you, that will not happen."

"Hmmph. I was just trying to spare you the humiliation. You do know what'll happen to your kind tomorrow when you're off to Zykran Maximum right?

OOC: His kind? I imagine Gaius is the only one being sent to a Jaredcohenian jail.

IC: Gaius shrugged.

"I confess that I have not heard of Zykran Maximum, but, from the overall tone of our conversation, I gather that I am to be subjected to all sorts of physical, mental, and emotional abuse."

OOC: There is a low murder rate in Jaredcohenia. He is still a murderer to Lars.

"Zykran Maximum is a prison where the scum go, located really in the middle of nowhere. Rapists, molesters, murderers...you'll probably be paired up with a bunch of rapists. Only the best for you. But if you do give us any helpful information...we'll put you alone. By yourself. Usually a few weeks of being with nine rapists will get you to speak to us."

Lars left laughing, the doors were shut and the lights shut off.

OOC: JC, if it's okay with you I think Gaius is going to die on his way to be transferred, by an Ehznoist die-hard who attacks whatever the transport is, before killing himself in disgrace.

OOC: That's okay. I want more Jaredcohenian pawns dead...err..what? A helicopter will be leaving "tomorrow", with three Jaredcohenians on it. A guy can shoot it down, since the area hasn't been secured yet.

OOC: M'kay. Wait, this won't result in a full out war, right?

OOC: Unless you want it to. :P

OOC: No! RP the chopper whenever.

OOC: Oh, and Sparta Infernus, don't think I've forgotten you. Give me a TG I can reach you at, and I have some ideas I want to run by you.

OOC: :)

It was the next day. Clay was walking around, but he was now terrified of going outside. "I wonder what is taking that empress so long to respond."

As he was thinking this, a Jaredcohenian Samson Class Personnel Transport Copter landed at the helipad behind on top of the embassy. A troop walked out and stood guard.

Lars grabbed Gaius and went up to the roof. "Welcome to Hell," he said as he pushed Gaius into the helicopter. Lars waved to him as the troop got back into the helicopter as it took off.

Maximus fired the rocket at the helicopter, tears streaming down his cheeks.

They were not true believers. They surrendered to the false prophet. But Ehzno escaped. There shall be a reckoning, and Ehzno shall return, heralded by his faithful.

And this. One last strike at the enemy, before Maximus went to join his ancestors.

The dagger was beautifully wraught, and looked more like an ornament than a weapon. Or a tool of suicide.

But it had been designed as both, and it suited the purpose well. Maximus thrust the dagger into his gut and pulled up. He would not be captured by these pigs, as poor Gaius had.

The helicopter exploded in a brilliant display of fire. The Jaredcohenians inside the embassy heard the explosion and all were screaming in terror.

"That's it! I'm calling the General!" Clay picked up his phone and dialed Cohenius. "There's a situation in the Aeson. Possibly ten Jaredcohenians have died, as well as a prisoner."

"...you know, I was in the middle of something. You just ruined the mood." The General's wife was heard making an angry 'hmmph!' "Let the Empress know. I'm not going to be there for a while. Cordon off the area and umm...I'll get Strenivus to send a couple of reinforcements for the area."

"What about the nonaggression pact?"

"Might I say, if ten of my men have died and one of my helicopters exploded...I'll say that is a violation of their pact." The phone was clicked, but the mood was ruined for the poor General.

Clay resent the message he had sent before to the Empress.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dearest Chandra,
It has come to my attention that your nation is slowly being replaced in a religon known as Ehznoism. An Ehznoist named Gaius shot me earlier, and I fell into a coma. Several guards of my embassy were killed in this capture, but the Ehznoist has been detained. Gaius was killed in an explosion from an Ehznoist grenadier. At least ten of my men have been killed, and Arius Cohenius authorized the sending of troops to your nation. He said that since your citizens fired on mine, it was a breech of any pact we have made. I'm sorry that this must happen.

Sincerly,

Brutavius Clay

OOC: Didn't we say this wasn't going to end in a war? Wait, are they invading, or just reinforcing the embassy?

OOC: reinforcing for the time, being.

From Empress Chandra
To Brutavius Clay

I deeply regret the death of your citizens. I assure you, you are not alone. Many of my citizens, Ehznoists and Loyalists both have lost their lives in these chaotic times.

I further can tell you that Ehznoism is not replacing the purer form of Aesonism, and that but for a handful of die-hards, whom we are doing our best to track down, Ehznoism is all but dead.

As for the troops, I understand the wish to reinforce your embassy after these happenings, but I urge you not to throw away relations between our nations because of the actions of few madmen. If we do this, they will have suceeded in their goal.

OOC: What is the capital city of The Aeson, and is my embassy near a bay?

OOC: Well, it's Aeson City (until I decide on a better name). And if we assume that your embassy is in the capital, no, Aeson City is pretty much center of the Homeland.

OOC: Damn.

A Jaredcohenian Naval Vessel, the Strenivus, docked on the eastern side of the island. It opened its large frontal doors and out came six Jaredcohenian Battlestation tanks (the largest in service, if you need a pic I will post one later) and ten Humbug jeeps (Again, if pics are needed I will do so). Four APCs then came out, each loaded with five missle vets, five assault vets, and five flame vets. In total, 60 infantry. They were all headed to the Jaredcohenian embassy. It does not seem like this will be an easy ride.

"Cooperate with them. Make sure they go directly to the embassy. And I want troops increased around the embassy itself."

OOC: who said that? :P

OOC: Empress Chandra to General Blak.

OOC: Not sure where this came from. XD

IC:

The tanks and APCs rolled along as the Strenivus departed back to Jaredcohenia. They traveled along a busy highway.

"There, Aeson City...next right!"

"But I'm hungry! Let's go to Denny's!"

"Shut up you two!"

Centauro Anti-tank vehicles were being assembled in Aeson City, but covertly, of course.

A sign passed the tanks, "Aeson City Limits." The vehicles made it into Aeson City without any trouble. "This is X Squadren, we've reached Aeson City." A tank commander sent over his radio.

"Just call us if you need anything. We're about three hundred miles off the coast."

The veterans began to leave their APCs, as some sort of guard. The tanks then followed behind them as well as the Jeeps.

To Brutavius Clay
From Chandra

I want to make this clear. These troops you are sending must remain inside embassy ground.

To Empress Chandra
From Brutavius Clay

I'm sorry, but my tanks will be surrounding the embassy at a one mile radius. The extra security is needed. Troops will be deployed around the perimeter and the Jeeps will be roaming the streets. Let me warn you, a war could escolate should these extremists do anything....

From Empress Chandra
To Brutavious Clay

And I would warn you, a war with The Aeson would not be as easy as you might think. But I maintain that a war can be avoided. It is believed that Ehzno has fled the country with the last of his followers. That said, I cannot, and will not, permit you to turn Aesonic ground into a occupied zone. I repeat, for the time being, the troops must not take up positions outside of embassy grounds. Perhaps something further can be worked out soon, but until then, the ball is in your court.

To Empress Chandra
From Brutavius Clay

Over ten of my men died and the one that shot me died before I could look him in the eye and feel disgust for him. I am following orders received from my superiors, ultimately occupying about three miles of your land. If you do not want us to occupy this territory, then intervene on the Ehznoists. The tanks will stay there until ten Ehznoists die at my country's mercy.

OOC: Oh. That could be a problem. Most of the Ehznoists have either surrendered or fled the country. There's not that many left running around. I'm gonna delete that post...

OOC: But I'm sure there are still Ehznoists who are running around and don't want those monotheist Jaredcohenians running around covering 3.14159ish square miles of their town.

OOC: Hmm. But what if they end up killing some more Jaredcohenians? Do you up your number? I mean, no offense, but the running tally is ten to two.

OOC: Let's just put it at a Hammurabbi's code system. A man for a man. Even if there are more Jaredcohenians.

OOC: So that's a yes, they will demand more Ehznoists if the Ehznoists kill some of them.

OOC: Yes, it will. How shall we continue this?

Ha'al started firing at one of the Jaredcohenian tanks. He wasn't thinking clearly, or he would be shooting with an AK-47 at the armored bemoth, but then, they were occupying his city.

Gunfire did not affect the Battlestation's hull. A machine gunner on top did fall off and his skull hit the concrete, it wasn't sure if he died or not.

"Shoot at him, damnit!" the Tank commander yelled.

"Yes sir!" said a new recruit, just out of combat training. He fired at the man firing at the tank.

As the bullets ripped through him, Ha'al yelled, "For the True Gods!" and died.

The tank commander contacted the embassy. "One down."

An ambulance raced towards the checkpoint where the soldier was picked up and rushed to a nearby hospital.

At a different checkpoint, a Molotov Cocktail was thrown at a tank, followed by a stream of bullets.

The tank burst into flames, four out of five of the tank's crew made it out. They began to run as the tank was set on fire. The fire quickly spread and hit the fuel tank, were it subsequently exploded.

The commander radioed to the embassy.

"I don't think we should be here..."

The AK-47 spat more bullets, these aimed at the men who had escaped from the tank.

Two more of them died. Another tank drove up and started to fire at the location as to where the bullets were spraying. Two shells fired every thirty seconds as well as two heavy machine guns firing.

A severed arm flopped down near the new tank, covered in flames from another molotov cocktail.

The tank continued to fire at the hail of bullets coming at it. "How anyone could survive this utter chaos is incredible.."

OOC: I'm sorry, the severed arm was supposed to indicate that the person was dead.

OOC: The person from the tank that went kablooie? And I also assumed there was more than one person shooting. o_O deleting that post

Kala pressed her back up against the wall, and tossed a Molotov Cocktail at the tank. Any doubts that she had had were wiped away after seeing her husband's arm torn from his body.

Goddamn bastards think they can come into our country and kill us? Let's see!

She crawled away from that window and looked out another to see how much the Molotov Cocktail had had.

The front part of the tank got hit by the cocktail, glass hitting a gunner's eye. The tank then turned around and began to fire its' HMGs at the wall. As this was going on, a gunner came out of the tank and began to run towards the area in which the cocktail came from.

Kala tossed another Molotov Cocktail, and followed it up with a fragmentation grenade. About that time a chunk of the wall hit her in the head, cracking it open. Kara fell out the opening created by the shell, and plunged ten stories, mercifully already unconcious, before stopping abrubtly.

"Was she even looking?" said the soldier as he saw the cocktail fly to the right and completely miss him. He should've been looking as the frag grenade exploded and killed him. The tank drove forward and went to destroy the building entirely, killing any remaining people inside it. If there was anyone in it..

The building was abandoned, as all civilians had buggered off, not wanting to be mistaken for Ehznoists. The exception was one white siamese cat, which miraculously survived the bombardment, and leapt out of the building, walking towards the Jaredcohenians.

"..what the? What is this?" said a private.

"I don't know...how it could have survived is beyond me." He went to go pick it up.

From Empress Chandra
To: Brutavius Clay

Clay, you must stop this madness. How many of your men are dead, since this ordeal began? How many injured? How much equipment have you lost? And for what? Five Ehznoists dead, and an Aesonic building demolished. How many more must die?
***
No more attacks were made upon the Jaredcohenian forces. No more Molotov Cocktails were flung, and no more AK-47s spat death. It was clear that the fighting had stopped.

What was less clear was the reasons. Had the last of the Ehznoists died when the building was demolished? Or were they merely waiting, building up their forces and preparing to strike again?

Only time would tell.

To Empress Chandra
From Brutavius Clay

I am only acting on orders from my superiors. One tank has been completely destroyed, another is undergoing repair. I believe six of my men have died. We will be moving back tomorrow.

OOC: By moving back, I assume you mean your pulling back onto embassy grounds? And that six is presumably in addition to the ten previously killed.

OOC: Yes to both.

To Brutavius Clay
From Empress Chandra

I am glad to hear that you are returning to fortify your embassy position. (OOC: That's polite talk for retreating. <.<) Rest assured that our efforts to find the remain Ehznoist die hards continue, and that they will be found.
***
Empress Chandra sighed with relief as she mailed the letter. That was one crisis that was, if not resolved, at least stripped of the majority of its urgency.

Now she had to turn her attention to Roman Greek Arterus, an unlikely strongpoint of the Ehznoists.

OOC: They're in Arterus too? Wow, these guys are quick.

OOC: They're not just in RGA, they stole it. There's a link to the thread a couple of pages back.

OOC: Those bastards! So I take it's over? Five ubertanks guarding a small building as well as like 60 soldiers, 20 of them with flame throwers? XD

OOC: Well, I sent a couple of attack helicopters to RGA to kick out the Ehznoists, but I can't really end that until RGA gets back on. I've got a couple of posts left to make, in order to set up some stuff for another RP idea I'm formulating, and Ehzno himself is still hiding somewhere, but yeah, it's more or less over.

OOC: TG me when you do the finding Ehzno thing? If you don't realize, my country has a bit of revenge in store for him.

OOC: Sure. That will probably be the next RP I start.

OOC: okeedokes.

Aesonic News Network -ANN

"This is Josh Lark, with ANN. The Empress Chandra has officially declared the end of the state of emergency, marking the end of the Ehznoist Riots. These troubled times, though short, have claimed over a thousand Aesonic lifes, as well as the lives of several tourists and diplomatic personnel in The Homeland.

Keene, the much revered Holy Man of The Aeson, and the man mostly responsible for ending the violence, is currently comatose and has been placed on life support in the Imperial Palace's medical wing. His apprentice, Archano, is now performing the duties of the Holy Man, although he has not yet officially donned the title.

Ehzno himself is still at large. Police are trying to track him down, but as of yet there has been no luck. It is believed that he has fled the country. Any nation who locates this man," a picture of a tall swarthy man with piercing eyes was shown, "Is asked to please contact Aesonic Police at 1000-431-9482.

In related news, the Jaredcohenian embassy now resembles a fortress. Hit harder by the riots than any other nation beside The Holy Empire itself, Jaredcohenia suffered fifteen deaths. Several others were wounded, including the highest ranking Jaredcohenian official in The Homeland, Brutavius Clay. Tanks and a large number of men have been brought in to prevent this happening again."