NationStates Jolt Archive

GLOBAL IC:
***OFFICIAL GOVERNMENT PROCLIMATION***

By Order of the Emperor of the Dark Empire of Shazbotdom, Inspections of the following nations by the Shazbotdom SCS Marines will take place sometime in the next 24 hours. Please prepare your embasies as these will be unannounced at an unset time within the next 24 hours. You are ordered to continue your normal operations before, during and after the inspections have taken place. We thank you in advance for your cooperation.

NATIONS:
The Almighty Empire of Zukariaa
The Dictatorship of Zachyd
The Nation of The Maldorians



SECRET IC:
SCENE: SCS Marine Project Outpost, Shaz City, Shazbotdom
A total of 10 SCS Marines were picked for the inspections. They donned several different color armor to signify their rank. The red colored armors were higher ranks than the silvers. There were two red's and eight silvers in this group. Each donned the symbol of their squadron. It was a radioactive symbol surrounded by what looked like the plants that surrounded the symbold of the Unived Nations.

Each SCS checked their weapons. You could barely see their pale face though that visor of theirs, and thats how they liked it. They didn't want you to know who you were fucking with when you ran across them in the field. They were the best of the best. They were the Spartan Combat Suit Marines.


OOC:
Standard Embasy Layout
http://usera.imagecave.com/CaptainDeath/Flags/EmbLayout.gif

OOC-I forget what I was allowed to have in my embassy since you put me on Gray. Could you remind me?

OOC:
Reading Material
SPECIFICTIONS FOR NATIONS WITH SEVERE RESTRICTIONS (Silver):
1. No More Than 10 Armed Guards.
2. No Nationals Allowed Inside The Dark Empire (Except for 10 guards, 10 embasy staff the ambassador and his family).
3. Weekly Inspections by Shazbotdom SCS Marines.
4. No Men from the Clergy outside the Embasy Walls.
5. No More than Three vehicles (No Armed, Armored, or Tanks)
6. Land is Rented, Not Sold to the Naiton with the Embasy

OOC-Alright. I'll be around when you begin inspections. Not much to post before then.

SECRET IC:
SCENE: Main Street (T Minus 3 Miles from the Embasy Quadrant)
The two WH-03 "Troop Transport" Warthogs drove down the main drag at the speed limit, 35kmph, making their way to the Embasy Quad of the city. They were looking over their orders as they displayed on the HUD's built into the inside of their helmets. They were to hit the Embasies in this order; The Almighty Empire of Zukariaa, The Nation of The Maldorians, The Dictatorship of Zachyd. The warthogs were stopped at an intersection when a family drove past, the kids looked out the window at the 10 SCS Marines. No one had seen them out in the open since they debuted at a parade over 11 years ago. These kids would have never seen them as they were all under the age of 8. They stared with their jaws dropped.

"Hunnie. Don't look at them. You'll only make them mad," their mother said to them as the light turned green for the turn lane and the family drove off.

One block remains between them and Embasy Square, the cubical street that Zukarria's embasy was on. They were set on the 18th lot, one of the lots in the center of the square. #443 remembered when the Zukarrians were an ally of the empire, but that all changed when they turned on the GASN and started helping a sworn enemy of the Dark Empire, The Griffencrest Corporation. As they approached the next stoplight, the two Warthogs signaled a lane change and went into the turn lane. They waited for the light to turn green. The SCS Marines checked their weapons one last time. They handguns were secured inside of the specialised holster attached to their hip armor.

The light then changed and they turned onto Embasy Square, heading towards the Zukariaan Embasy, they pulled up to the gate and waited for the guard to approach the lead vehicle.

ooc: you can do my embassy after Zukariaas'

OOC-I plan on causing problems, just for the heck of it. :p

The guard walked forward. He knew that he was to expect an inspection at some point, but it had come pretty unexpectedly, if this was indeed it.

"Yes, can I help you?" he said.

"Shazbotodm Marine Corps Embasy Inspection Unit 0021. We have full authority of the Dark Empire of Shazbotdom to inspect this embasy. Open the gates."



SECRET IC:
SCENE: Shazbotdom Electric Headquarters
Several Marines were checking power distribution and were watching for any sudden spikes in power to the Zukariaan Embasy, in which they would aleart the SCS Marines.

The guard looked like he didn't believe it for a moment, then he walked to his booth and opened the gate.

"Assholes.." he whispered under his breath.

"Thank you."

The Warthogs drive into the complex. The passanger ran a visual scan of the area, looking for anything out of the ordinary. Making sure that gun emplacements hadn't been installed, which was not possible due to the fact that all crates for embasies were inspected to comply with regulations. They vehicles drove right up to the main door and halted.

The 10 SCS Marines jumped out of their respective positions and walked to the main door. It was then that people could see their true form. They were roughly Seven Foot tall and bulky. They looked to weigh at least 500 pounds. Their armor had to be pritty thick. Although their feet didn't clunk as they walked due to a sepcial type of rubber that was put on the bottom of their feet. They walked up to the door and tapped as lightly as they could on it. The echo of their knocking could be heard thoughout the first floor of the building.





OOC:
For reference, the driver of each vehicle is a standard Marine. 4 of the SCS Marines are sitting in back of each vehicle while one is sitting in the passanger seat. They all have their XR-01 BattleRifles ready for action.

ooc: two things. Are you doing the checks for me and Zukariaa at different times?
also, can you give us a map of a embassy such as rooms, outside area? If not, thats ok

The door opened, a staff member looked at them. She didn't seem too effected by the appearance of the marines. Most Zukariaans had lived through 10 years of Kraven occupation, and they had seen horrors that would make anyone speechless. She showed them in.

OOC-Sorry for the short posts. Don't know much about what the embassy is like, and don't know what is being inspected.

ooc: two things. Are you doing the checks for me and Zukariaa at different times?
also, can you give us a map of a embassy such as rooms, outside area? If not, thats ok

OOC:
This is for all of you. Yeah i forgot to make a layout of the Embasies. I'll do that now and get back to ya on what's happening next. It might take 20 mins or so.

Embasy Layout Added to the first post.

ooc: sweet map. i like it a lot.

The SCS Marines all walked into the main foyer and looked around, checking the walls. One of the two head SCS Marines looked directly into the woman who opened the doors eyes and with just a thought, clicked her face into his onboard computer and ran a search through the Shazbotdom Diplomatic Database to see what her name was.

"Ma'am. Please direct me to the current location of the Ambassador." he said in a dim tone. Waiting for her responce.

"Yes, right this way." she said, showing them upstairs and to the Ambassadors office. He was busy at work writing up reports to the High Commander when they walked in. He looked surprised, quickly shuffling some papers into his desk, switching off his computer, and standing up to greet them.

"Yes, can I help you?"

"We are here for the inspections. I'm sure that you were notified. You are to cooperate fully with us during this process."

The other 8 SCS marines then started to walk around and move stuff around, looking for anything suspicious. One of the two lead SCS Marines walked behind the desk and gentally pushed the ambassador out of the way and pushed the power button on his computer, turning it on. The SCS Marine didn't want to sit as he would crush the chair. the tips of his glove open up so his fingers are exposed. They are pale white, almost ghost like, as he began tapping away. He put a disk into the CD-Rom and it cracked all codes on the computer, allowing him full access to everything.

The ambassador, however, would not allow this. If these people believed they could have access to government documents, they were sorely mistaken.

"Stop right there! You don't have the right to mine or my governments documents." he said, almost angrily,"Sara, get the High Commander on the phone. I can't make them stop and I know it."

Sara, the staff member from before, ran out of the office. The ambassador walked behind the marines and to the other side and attempted to get them to stop.

Using his supperior strength, one of the SCS marines walked over and grabbed the ambassador, holding him still while the others did their work.

"Sir. You must cooperate. We have the right to do this under the updated regulations that your government agreed to for you to maintain an embasy within the boarders of the Dark Empire of Shazbotdom."

The SCS Marine at the computer, unknowingly, was making video copies of everything that he ran across on the computer and checking for simple and complicated words such as "Terrorism", "Attack", "War" as related to words such as "Dark", "Empire", "Colony", " of" "Shazbotdom", "Alraibris", "Bolrahsa", "Halnara", and any of the names of an alliy of the Dark Empire. After searching for those words, the video record was then wiped from his memory clean, to keep open space for stuff that would actually be of importance, like battle tactics.

It only took him a few minutes to check through the computer. He then stood up and in a stern voice spoke up, "There's nothing wrong here. Although that Porn has a few trojan viruses on them. I would suggest cleaning it soon."

He then walked over to regroup with the rest. "We will now inspect your security guards for illegal weapons. Could you point us in the direction of the Security Weapons Locker?"

Using his supperior strength, one of the SCS marines walked over and grabbed the ambassador, holding him still while the others did their work.

"Sir. You must cooperate. We have the right to do this under the updated regulations that your government agreed to for you to maintain an embasy within the boarders of the Dark Empire of Shazbotdom."

The SCS Marine at the computer, unknowingly, was making video copies of everything that he ran across on the computer and checking for words such as "Terrorism", "Attack", "War", "Shazbotdom", "Alraibris", "Bolrahsa", "Halnara", and any of the names of an alliy of the Dark Empire. After searching for those words, the video record was then wiped from his memory clean, to keep open space for stuff that would actually be of importance, like battle tactics.

It only took him a few minutes to check through the computer. He then stood up and in a stern voice spoke up, "There's nothing wrong here. Although that Porn has a few trojan viruses on them. I would suggest cleaning it soon."

He then walked over to regroup with the rest. "We will now inspect your security guards for illegal weapons. Could you point us in the direction of the Security Weapons Locker?"
OOC-Whao, whao, whao. I never agreed to let you take government documents. I allowed you to inspect the place. I wont recognize you as having information like plans for attack or battle tactics or technology.

The Barbarosean Govenrment has recognized the text on this page.

(In other words, tag)

Zukariaa;11871530']OOC-Whao, whao, whao. I never agreed to let you take government documents. I allowed you to inspect the place. I wont recognize you as having information like plans for attack or battle tactics or technology.

OOC:
I should specify....i'll edit it. It would have been in relation to attacks on my nation or my nations colonies. And the battle tactics I mention are battle tactics that are taught to the SCS Marines in their monthly training. Give me a min to make changes.

OOC:
Edits Made.

OOC-Alrighty.

Sara came back, holding a phone,"Is everything alright?"

The ambassador looked at her,"Yes, yes, Sara. There is no need to talk to the High Commander.."

"Uh-uh-okay." she had the High Commander on the phone, and she had to tell him that the ambassador no longer needed to talk to him. That was a huge waste of the High Commander's time, and she did not want to make him angry,"High Commander, the Ambassador no longer needs to speak with you."

She nodded a few times and then hung up, obviously relieved.

"If you'll just follow me.." the Ambassador said to the marines cautiously, allowing them to follow him to the weapons locker. Inside they would find the backup Luger pistols for each of the guards and ammo.

One SCS Marine then looked through the locker and even tapped on the back of the locked to see if there were any hidden compartments that were on the orriginal specs of the Embasy. The other SCS Marines walked around the security office and tapped on the walls to make sure there wasn't anything that wasn't supposed to be there. After doing their search, the lead SCS Marine glanced over at him.

"Are there any small caliber assault rifles or SMG's on the premisis?"

OOC-Oops, must've missed this.

"No, I wasn't sure if they would be allowed." replied the Ambassador.

OOC:
Thats alright

IC:
"Then we must inspect each and every bedroom in the building to ensure that no one snuck in any weapons. Then we must have the names of all embasy employees so we can run a throughout background check on them to make sure they arn't part of any organization that threatens the use of terrorist activities on the Dark Empire of Shazbotdom. If you could bring them to the room designated in the plans for the Embasy as 'Meeting Room 1'."

He then turned and walked out of the security room, the 9 other SCS marines then followed. One stayed near the main enterance while the others went through the foyer, down the hallway, around the corner and down that hallway, and then around the final corner into the room designated as 'Meeting Room 1'.

The ambassador called over the com system for all personell to meet in Meeting Room 1. He pulled up information on all personell before heading there himself.

The SCS Marines had brought with them a reinforced chair that they place at the head of the table. Then the Head SCS Marine sat at the head of the table in the specialised chair and he waited for the people to enter the room. They filed in the room to see the head SCS Marine sitting there, flanked by 8 other SCS Marines. Their armor shimmered as they stood there holding their XR-01 Battle Rifles. As the workers walked in, they could tell that the Battle Rifles were not safteyd as the SCS marines looked over all those who entered the room.

Now they just waited for the Ambassador to come in.

The Ambassador walked into the meeting room, taking a seat. The others, now sitting at the table, were ready.

"First of all i want to thank you for comming. Please sit still while one of our guys walks around and takes a digital image of you with his on board camera. Also, he will be giving you a piece of paper after the picture. Write down your name and any identifiation number. Be it a social security number or something similar."

He waited a second as the SCS Marine designated to do this task started.

"Now i wish to go over important informaiton. The Dark Empire looks down upon any form of terrorism, be it international or national. If any of you have interests in causing terrorist activities within the Dark Empire, talk to me after this or you will face worse consiquences after the activity takes place."

The SCS Marine has gone through a few ppl.

"Now i wish to give you a refresher about the standard evacuation procedures in case of a NBC missile attack. There will be a siren going of, it will be distictive in pitch. You will evacuate your building as soon as possible and head to one of the metal manhole looking things near the iiddle of the street. It's more of a hatch than a manhole. You will pop the hatch and enter down the 7 foot ladder as quickly as possible. Then you will see ten polls in front of you. Pick a poll and slide down it."

The SCS Marine went though a few more ppl.

"But make sure that you make it down into the bunker as soon as possible as in an estimated one minute before the NBC missile hits, the sealing procedure will take place. The polls will drop down the hole into the ground and magnetically sealed hatches will close down on those holes and the hatch that you opened will slam shut as quickly as possible. Now the hatch closes 20 seconds before the poll holes close so make haste. Do we have any questions?"

The people wrote down their names and identification as they listened. When he finished, none of them had any questions.

OOC-Sorry for the bad posts. I'm getting tired, so this will be my last one for the night.

OOC:
I'm heading to bed too. I'll have my guys leave now and head to the Maldorian embasy and leave it at that for the night.


The SCS Marines finished up gathering all the information on each person who worked at the Embasy and then gathered up all their belongings. They then made the march down the halls to the main door to link up with the last SCS Marine at the front door. As they left the building they planeted one bug inside of it near the main door, unseen behind the molding of the door frame. They walked outside into the WH-03 "Troop Transport" Warthogs and then the vehicle took off out the main gate.

It would take them roughly 5 minutes to get to the Maldorian Embasy at 25567 Galen Q. Leotardia Ave.

OOC:
Maldorians. It's your turn!


IC:
The Two Warthog's made the turn onto Galen Q. Leotardia Ave and drove half a block to the Maldorian Embasy. They then pulled up to the Maldorian Embasy gate and waited for the guard to approach them so they can give the usual saying. The SCS Marines in the back checked their weapons just in case anything were to go wrong.

ooc: is this still up?

OOC:
Waiting for you to respond to Post #35. My men pulling up to your gate. Although with your actions as of late and invading other nations for no reason, i may upgrade the inspections to a complete ejection. Although if I do decide that, the message will be sent to the SCS Marines via a local WiFi encrypted signal to their suits.

ooc: fine, kick me out if you want. i dont care.

ooc: fine, kick me out if you want. i dont care.

OOC:
Didn't say I was going to kick you out at this time. I said perhaps later. Like a few months from now or so. Although it is up to the mindset that my head of state is in and he's currently in a Press Conference (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=508065) right now discussing the CA/GASN Cold War.

OOC:
Maldorians. It's your turn!


IC:
The Two Warthog's made the turn onto Galen Q. Leotardia Ave and drove half a block to the Maldorian Embasy. They then pulled up to the Maldorian Embasy gate and waited for the guard to approach them so they can give the usual saying. The SCS Marines in the back checked their weapons just in case anything were to go wrong.

IC:
The Warthogs continued to wait at the main gate for the Maldorian Gateman to open up the gate. They were becomming impaitent.

ooc: lol, sorry.


IC: One aide who went out to get the mail and saw, to his suprise, the two Shazbotdomian Warthogs. Snapping to attention, the aide began opening the gate and trying to strike up a conversion.

"O sorry about the wait. I woke up to a slow start. So, how are you doing this fine day?..." The aide keep blabbering about nonsense on and on...

IC:
One of the SCS marines looked at him with an empty stare that couldn't be seen through is helmet. He suddenly spoke with a booming voice.

"We are fine. Where is the gate guard? Normally there is a gate guard to open up the gate for when stuff like this happens."