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*-*-*Officer of Most Enlightened One, Ciao Buddha*-*-*
"I want a workforce of two thousand workers on statue, now." MEO Buddha said, calmly. His dream was about to come true, if these incompetent people could get off of their lower regions to do the work he had placed on them.

The other, rather thick man wearing a white toga bowed, "As you wish, Most Enlightened One." He then went outside, calmly looking for a scripter. He was forced to walk to the city hall, and watch as the cars zoomed past. He soon talked to the Head of Internal Construction, Yoel Arnold. "Arnold, the Most Enlightened One needs two thousand workers on the Buddha project."

Arnold's response was slightly less than diserable, "But most of our working people are on the sewage system."

"Then make our prisoners work!"

"We have no prisoners."

The chubby man was stunned. He had another idea, though. "Force all the homeless people to work!"

"Genius! Shall we pay them?"

"Only in shelter and food. What more could they ask for anyways?"

And so began the slave trade in Buddha C, the last surviving nation founded by Buddha. After Buddha A and B went to war over a petty religoius agruement. Neo-Buddhism had been what kept Buddha C. They believed that Buddha was so enlightened that the Universe had kept him from Moksha and had re-incarnated him into a different man, so that his knowledge man never die. And since Buddha was so enlightened his word was law. No matter how realistically physocitic he was. Although, none of Buddha C's MEO's had been physocitic, as they picked the best canidates, much like the Pope, but only ten times harder in the selection process.

The work force had been in the middle of the town, eight PzH 2000's had recently bombed out the center of the town. Plus nearly a million square tons of marble, gold, and platinium had been moved to the site for construction. This Buddha would be the largest in the world, as large as a mountain. So large infact, that as soon as the final round from the PzH 2000's hit, the constructors realized they needed a different spot. So they chose a barren land, just fourteen kilometers outside of Buddha C's capitol, Buddhai.

The work had begun. But the force would need more people, and more guards, so the MEO ordered that twenty thousand more citizens work on the project, all homeless and all now "Ordered Workers". These were all guarded by a regiment of Buddha's finest soldiers. The 9th Internal Defence Guard Regiment, which contained fourteen hundred troops wielding newly made AK-108's, then fifty T-72's, fifty logistics trucks, and twenty Ka-50 Black Shark AH's. (Attack Helicopters)

OOC: Terrorist attacks are allowed, no full blown invasions

Picture-
http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g20/Xavier_Solis/buddha_statue.jpg
Just imagine size of that mountain

Bump?

*()#Bump#()*

Kensington Palace, 1400 hrs

The President sat in his office, with his cabinet assembled around him.
"Sir, apparently there's this nation," stated the Minister for International Development as he looked at his notes. "...Buddha C."
"And?" asked the President irritably. He had stuff to do, people to meet, interns to have sex with.
"Well, they're engaging in slavery and are entirely based on religion."
"Ooh. That's bad. Can we nuke them back to the Stone Age?"
"I don't think so, sir."
"Fuck! I like nuking things."
"I know, sir."
"Can we give them all Ebola?"
"Not all of them, sir. That might be considered rude."
"Ah. Well, send a low-flying plane over to gas them with ricin."
"Aye, aye."


OOC: Ricin is so toxic, that only .002 milligrammes are necessary to kill a person.

OOC: How much are you sending and can I get a link to this virus. I will not allo you to RP with it if it is a non-RL toxin and was not RPed being made by your nation. Also, the chances of a single low-flying plane making it to the construction site are, in my opinion, low enough so that I can RP shooting it down, and will. However, I will ignore your entire post if you do not give me a link to the proposed toxin Ricin.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ricin

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ricin

OOC: Thank you. Now I need to know the ammount, or atleast the type of fighter/bomber and bombs dropped so I can caculate the ammount dropped.

OOC: I also expect only in the upper six hundred casuelties, although those six hundred will be high ranks. The reason being is that the workers will most likely be wearing those face protectors many of our construction workers use. The military will also take minimial casuelties as they are more outside of the work zone.

Bump....!....

Bump?

OOC: I sent three B52 Stratofortresses over the site, with orders to deploy their toxins if they are about to be destroyed.

Several small dots went un-noticed by the whole of High Commands radar teams. Well... that was until they got withen eighteen kilometers from the bombsite. Three Su-34's had begun to get in the air, also (OOC: Since you said low-flying) AA guns from many of the hidden emplacements opened fire. The whole of the town was warned and began to hide in there houses, while the workers ran towards the town, the 9th regiment itself began to flee as a score or so of troops deserted. The workers command post was left, manned, by the high ranks as they believed that if they were to die, then they would and if not, vice-versa.

The first two bombers dropped their payload on the Buddha C villages as they exploded. The last remained on course, though damage, and prepared to drop the ricin on the target.

OOC: Ricin kills on contact with skin, I believe, so masks and such won't protect.

[Wait, didn't Buddha C apply to EVIL?]

OOC: I started this beforehand. Whoops. Once he's in, I stop.

The three Su-34's were now in the air ready to engage the with their R-73 air-to-air missles. The bombed out villages where smally populated, even so the expected populace dead was in the hundreds. The AA guns had their barrings straightened up and their anti-aircraft fire. The 9th still held outside of the town, while the town populace was inside their boarded houses. Many of the workers had made it into the bombing shelters but an estimated two thousand were still stuck outside.

OOC: Can you say boarded up houses?

OOC: It'll linger. And you can't make houses airtight.
IC:

Only three kilometres away from the construction site, the crew of the last bomber loaded the ricin warheads into missiles and launched them at the construction site. The bomber was destroyed soon afterwards, crashing to the ground.

" La, La, La, La, bum, bum bum, duh-duh."

Private Stevenson was awakened from his song by a flashing red light on his command console. He soon copied the details to a flash drive, before running it up to the OD.

The OD, was had been busy masturbating, was somewhat peeved at being disturbed by the lowly private, but forwarded the message to High Command.

A message was soon sent to British Londinium

TPF was offering escorts for any future bombing raids.

An ensign ran into Kensington Palace to deliver the TPF communiqué to President Swanner.

"How dare you interrupt me when I'm having sex!" he bellowed, pulling a gun from the nightstand, shooting the ensign in the face. He got up and read it.

"I had to shoot an ensign for this? Bullshit!" the President shouted. To his wife he said, "I'll be right back, dear. I've got some missiles to launch. Give me, like, ten minutes."

***

Communiqué to TPF
Thank you for your offer of assistance, but bombing raids are ceasing, and being replaced by missile strikes.

***

Three hundred ballistic missiles loaded with ricin, Ebolavirus Zaire, and cyanide gas soared towards Buddha C.

OCC: LMAO. Yea, anyway, I was wondering why you did not use missiles in the first place.

OOC: I should have, but I wanted to have someone die on my side.

SIC:

An Emergency Action Protocol message arrived on the submarine Hansen patrolling near Buddha C.

Reroute to Buddha C-Stop. Prepare to receive Navy Spec Warfare operatives- Stop Target Buddha C with computers-Stop Deploy Navy Spec -Stop They will know their mission -Stop

The assualt on the construction site had been damaging, but only to the commanders of the construction project. Nearly three hundred had died, all high ranking constructors, but the one whom had fled lived. The Buddha C Bureau of Toxic Cleasing (BBTC) had sent in three hundred men with bio-chemical suits to clean up the working site. It was concluded that the toxin was Ricin and the vaccine for it was soon given to all the workers and civilians in the town. Also an inflated bio-sphere was blown up over the work construction site, and thirty Su-34's had been sent to protect the construction site. Ten of which are in the air at all times. Also, one of the intel officers had found that three hundred missles filled with the toxin would possible be luanched at the construction site. one thousand land-to-missile SM-3's are being moved to the construction site, a hundred of which of which already there. The construction site is sixteen percent complete.

Bumpitee

War Room,Central Command,Freedom City,Frenzia

The highest ranking members of the Frenzian Military gathered in the war room.The commanders were really beginning to hate being there but it was part of their jobs.They sat around the table,leafing through documents and sipping coffee.General Howe,the highest ranking military officer in the Frenzian MIlitary stood and spoke.

''You have all read through the documents,correct,''

The rest of the men grumbled out a quick yes sir before he moved on.

''The nation of Buddha C has been enslaving its population in order to construct a very large statue.They have been attacked,however they were attack by a biological or chemical weapon of some kind,it is unknown what at this time.We do not agree with the use of NBC weapons but we do not agree with slavery either.What do you propose we do.''

He finished he briefing and sat down,sipping from his coffee which was getting cold.The Air Force General stood up.

''We must reason with both,stop the NBC weapons use but at the same time end the slavery.''

He sat down and the Special Forces General stood.

''Lets trick them,tell Buddha C that we are sending NBC warfare specialist in to help clean up the nation and then mount an attack on the construction site,destroy the statue and you lower their moral by a very large amount.''

It was the Army Generals turn.

''And what do we do about British Londonium,they will think we are against them an its possible they will strike at us.''

As he sat down General Howe stood.

''We will send them a message and let them know our plan.''

He finished talking a reached down,grabbing his documents off the table and walked put of the room.


Message to Buddha C;

We would like to assist you in the clean up of the Biological and Chemical weapons,if you accept we will deploy Delta Company of the NBC weapons Battalion,we would require a small area of land near the construction site to set up a head quarters.

Message To British Londonium

We are attempting to trick Buddha C into allowing our troops inside his nation,we ARE NOT on his side despite what it may look like.We must also ask you discontinue the use of your NBC weapons,innocent civilians can and will be killed by the use of these weapons.

HMS Bedford
Offshore Buddha C

"Incoming transmission from the Ministry for Defence."
"And?"
"We're ordered to launch cruise missiles at the capital of Buddha C."
"Very well then. Fire cruise missiles one through twenty."

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/33/The_Times.jpg
From the Kensington Times Online

The state of war with the Lilliputian nation of Buddha C continued today, as President Swanner authorised the usage of nuclear weapons in the conflict. At this time, however, no nuclear missiles have been launched.

Satellite reports indicate that the Londinian Royal Army is mobilising in accordance with the annoucement of a BIKINI Alert Status of Critical.

In a Ministry for Defence report released this morning, eight thousand more cruise missiles were fired at the nation of Buddha C.

Message To British Londonium

We must ask once again that you do not use NBC weapons,innocent civilians can and will be killed by their use.If these weapons must be used please ensure you are hitting military targets only,while it may take more conventional weapons to destroy Buddha C,it is safer for the civilians.

At the same time a document was signed by the High Councilor authorizing the deployment of troops,invasion forces were placed on high alert.The 3rd and 4th Submarine Groups which were operating in the area began moving to just outside Buddha C's territorial waters.If the Buddha C government took the bait the invasion force will be able to move in,if not it would be done by force.

War Room,Central Command,Freedom City,Frenzia

The highest ranking members of the Frenzian Military gathered in the war room.The commanders were really beginning to hate being there but it was part of their jobs.They sat around the table,leafing through documents and sipping coffee.General Howe,the highest ranking military officer in the Frenzian MIlitary stood and spoke.

''You have all read through the documents,correct,''

The rest of the men grumbled out a quick yes sir before he moved on.

''The nation of Buddha C has been enslaving its population in order to construct a very large statue.They have been attacked,however they were attack by a biological or chemical weapon of some kind,it is unknown what at this time.We do not agree with the use of NBC weapons but we do not agree with slavery either.What do you propose we do.''

He finished he briefing and sat down,sipping from his coffee which was getting cold.The Air Force General stood up.

''We must reason with both,stop the NBC weapons use but at the same time end the slavery.''

He sat down and the Special Forces General stood.

''Lets trick them,tell Buddha C that we are sending NBC warfare specialist in to help clean up the nation and then mount an attack on the construction site,destroy the statue and you lower their moral by a very large amount.''

It was the Army Generals turn.

''And what do we do about British Londonium,they will think we are against them an its possible they will strike at us.''

As he sat down General Howe stood.

''We will send them a message and let them know our plan.''

He finished talking a reached down,grabbing his documents off the table and walked put of the room.


Message to Buddha C;

We would like to assist you in the clean up of the Biological and Chemical weapons,if you accept we will deploy Delta Company of the NBC weapons Battalion,we would require a small area of land near the construction site to set up a head quarters.

Message To British Londonium

We are attempting to trick Buddha C into allowing our troops inside his nation,we ARE NOT on his side despite what it may look like.We must also ask you discontinue the use of your NBC weapons,innocent civilians can and will be killed by the use of these weapons.

OOC:
Frenzia:
1. Your whole post was in IC, so I would know ICly, atleast technically.
2. The clean up is already done.
3. Plus the chances of one company destroying the massive marble and gold base (yes, I know they're easy to break) while a whole regiment it just outside, plus aircraft up above his really low chance of that working, even though it will force us to increase the security and rush more "forced workers" into the project. And also, we're an isolistic state, well atleast until we get a reply from EVIL. And since we are an isolated state we can't neccesarily RP that we'd found out about it so i'll let you have a platoon under close guard. If you RP well enough, as I see you may have the ability to, the statue will come crumbling down. And the scores of thousand of "forced workers" will most likely be killed to show that it never happened.
British Londium:
1. You never RPed switching the warhead types so....

IC:
All thousand of the anti-missle MS-3's where launched, their record being five succesful out of six. Either way thousands of the missles hit, being filled with Ricin poisin, they had little intial affect, other than they're speed creating dents on the earth and the statue, killing another hundred or so. Several scores got sick even though they had taken the vaccine. Most of the Ricin poison had drifted to the town, nearly killing two thousand, leaving it a ghost town. Which would be populated after the construction, its history hidden. Another convoy of ten thousand workers were moving in, protect by two armoured regiments, the 4th and 5th. These "forced workers" were recieving the vaccine as they came withen forty kilometers of the site.

Reply to Frenzia:
We will not allow a full company presence in our camp, but we will allow a platoon to set up head quarters in the (You should be able to RP sneaking out and luanching an attack) town where we have been hardest hit, the town pretty much a deserted hulk of concrete and wood-made area.

Londinian High Command, 1350 hrs.

"All silos, assume full wartime alert status. Fuel the missiles," signalled the Supreme Commander. "All Londinian military personnel, action stations, I repeat, action stations."

Message To British Londonium

We must ask once again that you do not use NBC weapons,innocent civilians can and will be killed by their use.If these weapons must be used please ensure you are hitting military targets only,while it may take more conventional weapons to destroy Buddha C,it is safer for the civilians.

At the same time a document was signed by the High Councilor authorizing the deployment of troops,invasion forces were placed on high alert.The 3rd and 4th Submarine Groups which were operating in the area began moving to just outside Buddha C's territorial waters.If the Buddha C government took the bait the invasion force will be able to move in,if not it would be done by force.

OOC: I clearly stated at the introductory post no full blown invasions.

OOC: Meh. Too bad, so sad.

OOC: Meh, then it will be politly ignored. You can't just join an RP and break the rules. Even if it was done by accident.

Communiqué to Buddha C

By order of the Britannic Commonwealth of British Londinium, you are to unconditionally surrender forthwith, or face nuclear destruction.

Signed,
James Swanner
President of the Britannic Commonwealth

OOC: And there goes another RP to nuclear n00bdom.

OOC: Just respond. Ever heard of idle threats? Besides, who are you to determine n00bness. Besides, it's not thousands and thousands of nukes - that's n00bdom. One or two tactical nuclear warheads, so shove it.

OOC: Well, this is a puppy nation first off, and second make your IC posts clear. And usually nuclear destruction takes more than "one or two tactical nuclear warheads".


IC:
Reply to British Londinium:
Why would you do such a thing to us? All we have attempted to do is create something magnificent to honor our leader's past life.

Communiqué to Buddha C

The perpetuation of religion is a blight on the international community. The Britannic Commonwealth shall take all measures necessary to stop the spread of theocracy. Surrender or die.

Signed,
Phillip Goobington
Minister for Preparing to Nuke Small Nations

OOC: Lets say a certain large country with a large defense budget and a consonant in the first letter of their name ordered this. And lets say it cost a pretty penny to buy this along with my entire stock of ER weapons.

OOC: I'm sorry if this wasn't clear, this is to destroy and contaminate the construction site. No hard feelings but a job is a job and I'm going to do it Buddha.

The cheque was cashed and the Borei-class submarine, Patient Reward, came into range.

The Bulava nuclear missile it held was one of the most advanced in the world. Coated in RADAR absorbing material, flying in a Quasiballistic trajectory, it was capable of making a few major maneuvers midflight. It was loaded with ECM and ECCM, along with a few decoys to throw off ABM equipment.

Instead of 6 large thermonuclear devices, there were 6 1 kiloton neutron bombs. While this may not seem to be too bad it was a tiny 1 kiloton plutonium tactical nuke surrounded by a tungsten layer. Upon detonation, the tungsten would be forced into the fireball, this increased X-ray yield significantly and produced an intense neutron flux. The air would ionize and short lived isotopes would pop up everywhere. Steel in tanks would become lethal for up to 2 days.

It would create 80 grays of radiation, enough to kill a tank crew inside a T-72 with its overpressurization system online from 690 meters. Yet the 1 kiloton devices were enough to wreck the construction site and create overlapping shockwaves comparable to a 22 kiloton detonation. Over 360 g of various fallout products would rocket out, all highly radioactive and with a short life span they weren't very dangerous as anyone nearby would be dead. Iodine, Sodium, and a variety of other minerals in the soil would capture neutrons and become radioactive.

If all went well the 6 warhead would kill everyone within 2 kilometers of the worksite and utterly destroy anything built.

All of it, traceable to bred plutonium from mines in Frozopia harvested during the time when Leafanistan was friendly to Frozopia. The missile however was built by an unknown party. It was already mildly radioactive meaning it had to have to constructed in a contaminated area.

The missile launched and the Borei-class submarine headed for the North Atlantic at top speed. It would meet up with a pack of Los Angeles class submarines and be escorted to its home port in Isla Templar.

Londinian High Command, 1452 hrs.

"Alright, those Buddhan C bitches aren't surrendering," shouted the Minister for Defence angrily. "Move the Goldeneye satellites over their position at an altitude of four hundred and eighty two kilometres."

"Yes, ma'am," replied a colonel, who then muttered, "Stop PMSing, whore..."

"I heard that!" the MoD screamed, pulling out a pistol. "You are going down, you insubordinate sack of crap!"

She fired the pistol, the bullet going through his head, his brain splattering on that floor.

Janitors sprung to clean up the mess, and another colonel, no lip this time, complied.

"EMP detonation ready," he reported.

Londinian High Command, 1452 hrs.

"Alright, those Buddhan C bitches aren't surrendering," shouted the Minister for Defence angrily. "Move the Goldeneye satellites over their position at an altitude of four hundred and eighty two kilometres."

"Yes, ma'am," replied a colonel, who then muttered, "Stop PMSing, whore..."

"I heard that!" the MoD screamed, pulling out a pistol. "You are going down, you insubordinate sack of crap!"

She fired the pistol, the bullet going through his head, his brain splattering on that floor.

Janitors sprung to clean up the mess, and another colonel, no lip this time, complied.

"EMP detonation ready," he reported.

OOC: So first, my EMP resistant warheads are going to create an intense neutron flux and poison the construction site, then you are going to EMP the area, sending planes crashing to earth, and what not, and preventing rescue efforts.

You are evil. Use that for your signature.

Frenzian commanders had discussed the matter for hours before they finally came to a conclusion.

To All Parties Involved:

We regret to announce that we will not be commiting troops or equipment to this conflict.The use of NBC weapons is appaling,we have seen these weapons used on our own people and we know the horror they bring upon a nation.We wish the best of luck to the nations attempting to liberate the oppressed people of Buddha C.

The envoy raced down the corridor of the Constitutional Republics Annointed Political Heinous Overrated Uber Site of Estuary... or C.R.A.P.H.O.U.S.E. as it was usually referred to.

The most esteemed Rulerness (it was her own command to be called such) would surely not be pleased by his message - Yet he had to deliver it. It was either that or to be tossed rabbits at till death.

He knocked the door twice, indecisively and rather weakly. Then though: "Hey, this is my job, I'm supposed to inform her of important news. Regardless of her being busy or not." And thus he knocked the door harder this time easily audible in the vast hall he had just run through.

"Enter." It was the highpitched voice of the Selcproclaimed ruler of Pia Kjaersgaard - even the name of the nation had been changed to suit hers.
The envoy walked through the door to find his employer sitting behind her desk petting a little poodle gently. "Goddess," he said and went to the floor to procrastinate thrice as was the custom. "I bring bad tidings you should hear." He dared a look at her pale face. Her small piglike eyes were drilling into his though her inchwide glasses. "Well," she started in the sweetest voice he had ever heard, "please tell me. It is your job afterall, so I'm only glad you didn't hesitate to tell me."
Was there a hidden sneer in her words? If so, the envoy didn't notice. "Some giant nations have started a war that in no way affects us, but a war is a war so the Command Staff figured you'd better now." Her already meanlooking eyes began looking like those of a snake through her spectacles. "Why is it," she began - this time with menace in her voice - "that we're never invited or thought of, when other nations start warring?" The envoy was struck dumb by this question. "Well... I guess that's be-" She interrupted him. "I wasn't asking your opinion. I hardly expects someone of your daftness to be able to answer a question of such significance." The envoy didn't know what to answer. "Well... I apolo-" Once again she cut him off. "No apologies. Now go make yourself useful. Take the door on the left out." Giving it no second thoughts, he did as she bid.

Once he had opened the door, however, he felt strong arms grab his. Looking to his sides, he saw masked soldiers. Then the booming voice of his doom sounded:

"Prepare the rabbits!"

OOC: OKAYYY ILL FIRE TEH NOOKS :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

IC:

To: The President of British Londinium

Remember when we destroyed (rather, we fired nukes at) you guys for annoying us?

Stand down your nuclear attack. This is your first warning before intervention. You have two more warnings until I start to get angry. Or, you can bribe me. I like my women big breasted and brunette, thanks.

~Premier Mikhail Cohen

SIC:

To: Buddha C

While we can not condone your actions of slavery, we won't let you be nuked off the face of the earth.

Unless, of course, I get bribed. Sorry.

~Premier Mikhail Cohen

Communiqué to Jaredcohenia

Five large-breasted brunette women are on the way to your Premier's residence, along with one ton of gold and two million pounds in cash.

Signed,
James Swanner
President of the Britannic Commonwealth

Communiqué to Jaredcohenia

Five large-breasted brunette women are on the way to your Premier's residence, along with one ton of gold and two million pounds in cash.

Signed,
James Swanner
President of the Britannic Commonwealth

To: Jimm Swanner

When I saw women, I mean 20 year olds in fit shape. Not into BBW. Virgins are nice, let me know if they're virgins.

~Premier Mikhail Cohen

SIC:

To: Buddha C

Sorry, got bribed.

~Premier Mikhail Cohen

To Jaredcohenia

They're twenty year old virgins. We hope that they make you happy/satisfied/whatever.

Signed,
Minister for Bribing Other Nations With Women

Official Notice from the Desk of Supreme Consul Gregory Helicon

We must ask that all hostilities against prospective EVIL Nations cease until a conclusion is made upon their application.

Official Notice from the Desk of Supreme Consul Gregory Helicon

We must ask that all hostilities against prospective EVIL Nations cease until a conclusion is made upon their application.

OOC: My attack is nearly untraceable unless you manage to capture the submarine or something and realize it is tied to the Mafia and is listed as a "scientific vessel" in the Saharistani registry and is owned by Corporal Dick Goes Inya.

[That was a generic statement to all people involved... since I have no idea who is actually doing the attacking... ya dont have much to worry about.]

OOC: Lets say a certain large country with a large defense budget and a consonant in the first letter of their name ordered this. And lets say it cost a pretty penny to buy this along with my entire stock of ER weapons.

OOC: I'm sorry if this wasn't clear, this is to destroy and contaminate the construction site. No hard feelings but a job is a job and I'm going to do it Buddha.

The cheque was cashed and the Borei-class submarine, Patient Reward, came into range.

The Bulava nuclear missile it held was one of the most advanced in the world. Coated in RADAR absorbing material, flying in a Quasiballistic trajectory, it was capable of making a few major maneuvers midflight. It was loaded with ECM and ECCM, along with a few decoys to throw off ABM equipment.

Instead of 6 large thermonuclear devices, there were 6 1 kiloton neutron bombs. While this may not seem to be too bad it was a tiny 1 kiloton plutonium tactical nuke surrounded by a tungsten layer. Upon detonation, the tungsten would be forced into the fireball, this increased X-ray yield significantly and produced an intense neutron flux. The air would ionize and short lived isotopes would pop up everywhere. Steel in tanks would become lethal for up to 2 days.

It would create 80 grays of radiation, enough to kill a tank crew inside a T-72 with its overpressurization system online from 690 meters. Yet the 1 kiloton devices were enough to wreck the construction site and create overlapping shockwaves comparable to a 22 kiloton detonation. Over 360 g of various fallout products would rocket out, all highly radioactive and with a short life span they weren't very dangerous as anyone nearby would be dead. Iodine, Sodium, and a variety of other minerals in the soil would capture neutrons and become radioactive.

If all went well the 6 warhead would kill everyone within 2 kilometers of the worksite and utterly destroy anything built.

All of it, traceable to bred plutonium from mines in Frozopia harvested during the time when Leafanistan was friendly to Frozopia. The missile however was built by an unknown party. It was already mildly radioactive meaning it had to have to constructed in a contaminated area.

The missile launched and the Borei-class submarine headed for the North Atlantic at top speed. It would meet up with a pack of Los Angeles class submarines and be escorted to its home port in Isla Templar.

Lets just say you killed forty thousand men and be done with this.

SIC:

Clandonian Military Command, Danskeran

It was Christmas Day but the corridors and halls were still busy, full of clerks and various members of the armed forces rushing around, a common site was the movement of top brass officials with their body guard units and their entourage of advisors.

The briefing in the Alaskin Presentation Room was on the nation of British Londinium, the news of their continued threats to various nations had caused concern and attack would be taken. With the alert and the orbital recon of their weapon systems hot and heavy movement around bases of military importance.

'Sir, the nation of British Londinium would not survive such a large attack as proposed we spend double what they do on defence and our armed forces out number them at least three to one. This war plan here suggests the prospected action which we will be ready to achieve in very soon.'

'I agree to this, President Lazurus will have to sign the endorsement but you have the support of the chiefs of staff.'

'The plan would involve a massive attack on their nations orbital defences taking them down in minutes, this nation can't afford such hi-tech systems so they are off poor quality. A quick attack of our commbined anti-satellitep units would cripple them. If they deployed nuclear weapons our ABM defences could swipe over 90% down before we responded with our superior systems.'

'Good work gentlemen, I will take this plan now to the President, as it stands now this plan will be put into force ASAP due the severity of the situation. British Londinium will be no more, we will bring democracy and economic freedom to their people.'

By Order of the Ministry for Defence

In compliance with the EVIL Supreme Consul, all Londinian military forces are to stand down and assume heightened alert status only. Combat operations, for the time being, are to cease and desist.

OOC: Wait, did I get nuked yet?

Lets just say you killed forty thousand men and be done with this.

Big IC post and destruction of construction site and a condemnation of Brit would be appropriate.

Anyone else want to buy something, prices are negotiable!

OOC: Wait, did I get nuked yet?

OOC: I didn't nuke you.

OOC: Leaf then? Or whoever paid him? Oh btw, no hard feelings right?

OOC: Leaf then? Or whoever paid him? Oh btw, no hard feelings right?

OOC: You got nuked, it hurt, make an IC post and start accusing people left and right and rally people to your cause.

OOC: Not a one. IC hostilities are totally separate.

OOC: Thank Buddha, thought you were one of those a-holes that base everything on OOC comments, no offence.

The Vicepresidential Envoy hurried along the aisle. He was wondering what had happened to his superior as he reached the door of the First First lady. He knocked and hurried on inside - this would normally be punishable by death, but he had been ordered to her side by herself, so he didn't dare to hesitate.

"Goddess," he procrastinated thrice and continued: "I'm here. What demand ye of me?" He bowed and made sure his nose touched the floor fleetingly. Looking briefly around he noticed the corpse of a poodle. Apparently it's neck had been snapped.
His liege slowly arose from her chair to loom over him in all of her height (approximately 5' 8'') and looked at him evilly (the only way she ever looked as far as the Vice-Envoy knew).

"I'm tired of being excluded from international matters. And since noone notices my nation, I better make everyone aware of it myself," she said. "Of course, Milady. Then what are our orders?" asked the envoy nervously - he was shaken by her standing up, she usually only did that to aim better when shooting her subordinates.
"Load three of our bombers with biologically enhanced rabbits and drop them over the nation of British Londinium. Now begone."
The envoy nodded and procrastinated as he left the room backing towards the exit.

OOC:
The aforementioned rabbits are trained in the art of jiujitsu and have been scientifically engineered into being meateaters. They will be deployed by being thrown out of the bombers. During their descend they will brake their speed because of the fluffyness. Once they're down, they'll infiltrate the citizens of British Londinium by being so cute and adorable that all the children of the nation will want one. Then after two or three days, the rabbit will do as it was trained to and eat the family, that has taken it. Here's a picture of the nano-cuniculus-jiujutsu: http://iweb.tntech.edu/jneapolitan/killer_rabbit.jpg

The bombers being deployed are of the type: Caproni Ca. 40.
Picture: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Caproni_Ca.40.jpg

They have a payload of 1600 lbs of bombs and wil as such be able to carry 600 rabbits each including their required crates.

So my attack force consists of 600*3 = 1800 killer rabbits.

OOC: Thank Buddha, thought you were one of those a-holes that base everything on OOC comments, no offence.

I'm glad we are all friends.

Have a rockin' Kwanzaa, a happy Hanukkah, and a Festivus.

OOC: Did you nuke me!?

OOC: Did you nuke me!?

Yes, technically I nuked you 6 times with neutron bombs, created a shockwave equivalent to a ~20 kiloton detonation destroying the site and spewing radioactivity everywhere.

IC:

Kensington Palace, 1600 hrs.

"Mr. President, Buddha C was hit six times with neutron bombs."
"Muhahahahahahahha! Muhahahahahahahhahahahaha!" laughed the President.

OOC: Well then... time to try again :p lol

OOC: Well then... time to try again :p lol

OOC: Carp! :fish: I only have normal nukes left. Or a cobalt bomb.

OOC: J/k, besides my economy can't take such a blow... again. We lost nearly four billion USD there.

OOC: J/k, besides my economy can't take such a blow... again. We lost nearly four billion USD there.

For all your proxy RPing needs, the Mafia is here for you! :D

Can I use this as a reference?

Lol, yea.

The Vicepresidential Envoy hurried along the aisle. He was wondering what had happened to his superior as he reached the door of the First First lady. He knocked and hurried on inside - this would normally be punishable by death, but he had been ordered to her side by herself, so he didn't dare to hesitate.

"Goddess," he procrastinated thrice and continued: "I'm here. What demand ye of me?" He bowed and made sure his nose touched the floor fleetingly. Looking briefly around he noticed the corpse of a poodle. Apparently it's neck had been snapped.
His liege slowly arose from her chair to loom over him in all of her height (approximately 5' 8'') and looked at him evilly (the only way she ever looked as far as the Vice-Envoy knew).

"I'm tired of being excluded from international matters. And since noone notices my nation, I better make everyone aware of it myself," she said. "Of course, Milady. Then what are our orders?" asked the envoy nervously - he was shaken by her standing up, she usually only did that to aim better when shooting her subordinates.
"Load three of our bombers with biologically enhanced rabbits and drop them over the nation of British Londinium. Now begone."
The envoy nodded and procrastinated as he left the room backing towards the exit.

OOC:
The aforementioned rabbits are trained in the art of jiujitsu and have been scientifically engineered into being meateaters. They will be deployed by being thrown out of the bombers. During their descend they will brake their speed because of the fluffyness. Once they're down, they'll infiltrate the citizens of British Londinium by being so cute and adorable that all the children of the nation will want one. Then after two or three days, the rabbit will do as it was trained to and eat the family, that has taken it. Here's a picture of the nano-cuniculus-jiujutsu: http://iweb.tntech.edu/jneapolitan/killer_rabbit.jpg

The bombers being deployed are of the type: Caproni Ca. 40.
Picture: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Caproni_Ca.40.jpg

They have a payload of 1600 lbs of bombs and wil as such be able to carry 600 rabbits each including their required crates.

So my attack force consists of 600*3 = 1800 killer rabbits.

OOC: Since no one noticed this, I will respond.

With a range of around 700 km, these planes will plummet into the ocean, drowning all the rabbits. If by some miracle of our lord they made it, they would be shot down as soon as they came within 100 kilometers of Brit.

Those planes were spectacular heavy bombers for World War One. In PMT scale it is at most 2075, most likely a coast guard cutter with a 40mm Bofors gun would have shredded the poor things. Hell a Folland Gnat or even a Yak-9UL would have been a match for those poor miscreants who flew this.

Fluffyness has nothing to do with slowing things down. During their 3 kilometer fall to earth, they will reach terminal velocity, lose conciousness from lack of oxygen, probably begin tumbling and make a terrific smacking noise.

I'm not even going to touch the rabbits, they are such a godmode.

OOC: Yeah, that's why I didn't respond. It was either a godmode or a joke.