Agnosial
29-09-2006, 00:56
1400 hours: Agnosial City - The Second Royal Palace of Agnosial
"What do you propose we do? Surely the Pudgetopians will counter the airport bombing with bombs of their own. Why, they've just spent a large amount of funds in their Air Force! That's why you were invited there!"
The man dressed in a fine silk suit chuckled from behind his neatly organized desk.
"My dear Senator. Of course I've taken into account the possible retaliation of Mr. Amsel. So I've sent 100,000 troops to the border of Agnosial and Pudgetopia. After the complete and utter destruction of the Pudgetopians, no one will ever again doubt my abilities."
"100,000 troops? Are you mad?"
The man laughed again. "No I'm not mad. I'm very well sane. The troops are being accompanied by the new merkava tanks."
The Senator gulped. "The same purchased from-"
"Baspil."
"But what if they learn of what you're doing with these devices? Surely they will throw their hat in. Our military can not withstand both Baspil and Pudgetopia."
"I know. But they won't."
"They won't?"
"No."
"Why is that?"
"Because of the warhead."
"The what?"
"The nuclear warhead our greatest engineers have produced. Only a fool would even think about declaring war against a mad man with a nuke."
"Yes sir. Of course sir."
"You are dismissed, Senator."
"But sir I wish to-"
"I said dismissed!"
0500 hours: The Pudgetopian-Agnosialic Border
"The telegram just came in."
"From?"
"Mr. Petrostkev."
"What did it say?"
Commander Frenkmen stood silent for a moment. The Hans-lauft crisis and now this. He was getting too old for this stuff.
"It called for the invasion of our neighbors to the South."
"Why?"
"It's to show a demostration of power to the rest of the region."
"That's stupid."
Another man spoke up.
"No man that's bull is what it is!"
"Shut up! Both of you! Go tell the rest of the men. We move out in 0100 hours."
(( Only open to other members of the region SVALBARD. More to come. ))
"What do you propose we do? Surely the Pudgetopians will counter the airport bombing with bombs of their own. Why, they've just spent a large amount of funds in their Air Force! That's why you were invited there!"
The man dressed in a fine silk suit chuckled from behind his neatly organized desk.
"My dear Senator. Of course I've taken into account the possible retaliation of Mr. Amsel. So I've sent 100,000 troops to the border of Agnosial and Pudgetopia. After the complete and utter destruction of the Pudgetopians, no one will ever again doubt my abilities."
"100,000 troops? Are you mad?"
The man laughed again. "No I'm not mad. I'm very well sane. The troops are being accompanied by the new merkava tanks."
The Senator gulped. "The same purchased from-"
"Baspil."
"But what if they learn of what you're doing with these devices? Surely they will throw their hat in. Our military can not withstand both Baspil and Pudgetopia."
"I know. But they won't."
"They won't?"
"No."
"Why is that?"
"Because of the warhead."
"The what?"
"The nuclear warhead our greatest engineers have produced. Only a fool would even think about declaring war against a mad man with a nuke."
"Yes sir. Of course sir."
"You are dismissed, Senator."
"But sir I wish to-"
"I said dismissed!"
0500 hours: The Pudgetopian-Agnosialic Border
"The telegram just came in."
"From?"
"Mr. Petrostkev."
"What did it say?"
Commander Frenkmen stood silent for a moment. The Hans-lauft crisis and now this. He was getting too old for this stuff.
"It called for the invasion of our neighbors to the South."
"Why?"
"It's to show a demostration of power to the rest of the region."
"That's stupid."
Another man spoke up.
"No man that's bull is what it is!"
"Shut up! Both of you! Go tell the rest of the men. We move out in 0100 hours."
(( Only open to other members of the region SVALBARD. More to come. ))