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High Orbit Over Afghan Isle

High above the blue ball known as Earth, they glided effortlessly. Propelled by the planet's gravity, they were the techno gods of the human race. As silent sentinels, they watch their charges, orbital photographic imaging systems and RADAR arrays leaving no stone unturned. Dozens of these satellites made sweeping passes over the E.V.I.L. alliance's island headquarters every day, relaying their mountains of data to combat information centers in the Coalition Armada rapidly approaching it. It would be up to the spooks (and their computer assistance) in the CICs to decipher the millions of photographs and RADAR scope reports and turn it into workable information commanders on the surface could effectively use.

As their own fleet was still a week away, the satellites still had plenty of time to monitor enemy troop concentrations as well as movements of warships into and out of Kline Naval and Air Base. Although any opposition to the Coalition forces was probably minimal compared to the scope of the Coalition forces committed, any potential road bumps had to be smoothed out, and the Air Force had just the trick. Of the mountains of data attained on the island, eight major EVIL military installations had been identified, and subsequently earmarked for destruction. Like a flight of hawks hurtling through the black void, sixteen tungsten rod launching micro satellites maneuvered into orbits that would take them over their targets within hours. The launcher satellites, each with its own target acquisition bird carrying GPS and LADAR arrays, were paired, with each pair assigned to target a specific base. Instead of the telephone pole sized rails used for destroying naval vessels and large buildings, the rod launchers (little more than dispensers with maneuvering rockets and data links) possessed a combined total of approximately two thousand meter stick sized projectiles, each with roughly the explosive and penetrating power of a United States Air Force Small Diameter Bomb.

There would be no warning. Unlike normal communications satellites, these satellites would have not completely telltale orbits around the Earth, allowing them to be catalogued. They were practically brand new, a product of a renewed Air Force effort to give Velkya a serious spatial warfare capability, and were sent into orbit only a week before via classified rocket launches at Basset Space Center in the province of Sturmland. Once in the proper orbit, they need just wait to plunge into an orbit low enough to drop their weapons, dispensing them like cluster bombs before firing their thrusters again to bring them back around to Velkya for disposal. The kinetic kill vehicles themselves would engage vectored thrust engines, correcting their aim for even dispersal and de-orbiting. Within seconds, they would have made the transition from orbit to target, bringing death and destruction from above.

Soon enough, the first pass was made.

Satellites, bearing the serial numbers A-124 and A-143, dispensed their cargoes, which prompting fired their maneuvering thrusters. As they entered the atmosphere, their maneuvering surfaces began to melt away; however, their course was set. Sheathed in pure plasma, the first wave of three hundred rods made their down towards the air base at Helicon. At worst, the rods would crater the runway of the facility, rendering it temporarily useless for flight operations, while at best the base would be completely leveled. As these man made meteors approached their targets, other satellites began to unload their payloads, and within seconds the entire sky over Afghan Isle was filed with small metal rods, the pure force of friction superheating the air around them as they thundered down at extreme velocities. The launcher satellites pulled back their orbits, their presence known to the enemy, retreating from the battlespace before the enemy could muster a counterattack.

Meanwhile, the second wave of the attack was just under the surface.

Forward Submarine Groups, Approaching Afghan Isle

As the Air Force completed its expensive attack run on the military bases, the Navy put on its submarine outfit and went to work to clean up. Ahead of the main fleet lay isolated groups of ballistic missile submarines, escorted by silent diesel/hydrogen hunter killer boats. Their mission was to disrupt the command, control, communications and intelligence of the defending enemy forces via mass missile strike. Fortunately, no attempt to intercept either them or the main assault fleet (which was a day behind the submarines) had been conducted, and the mission’s stealth had not been compromised as of yet, what with the submarines traveling at a top depth of six hundred feet below sea level. Going from intelligence reports sent via encrypted data bursts from the mother fleet, the launch control systems of the Longbow Class SSBNs (totaling fifty, each with a payload of sixty four missiles packed into vertical launch cells) configured, targeting power stations, ports, airports, media broadcast nodes, communications hubs, factories, and other targets of opportunity, as well as whatever remained of the eight military bases that the kinetic bombardment hadn’t obliterated.

On the lead submarine, the A.U.N.V. Xirnium Sea, things were going smoothly. No hostile SONAR contacts yet, enabling it and the rest of her group of two Longbows and three Barracuda Class SSKs to reach their predestined launch positions. Her commander ordered the sub to launch depth, with the two other boomers in the formation following suit. Within mere seconds, the vertical launch cells of the Xirnium Sea had ripped open, released dozens of launch capsules which proceeded to burst through the glassy surface. These capsules split open, and the liquid rocket engines of hundreds of ballistic missiles across the vast ocean ignited, carrying their war loads of high explosives and sub munitions to targets across Afghan Isle. Smoke trails, tendrils of gray against a midnight blue dome, reached into the exosphere, releasing three hundred separate nosecone warheads on the island below, under the cover of thousands of infrared and RADAR confusing decoys.

And, far behind these sharks, the massive unyielding armadas of the Coalition steadily approached, ready to claim another shore in the name of Empire.

Regal Naval Base
The Burnsian Desert

-Clash!-

-Slap!-

The Queen's blade sliced through the air, whistling. Blood spurted from the jugular vein of the prisoner; he hadn't had a chance. As she watched his body fall, his eyes glassed, she wiped the edge of her blade with her BDU sleeve.

The door crashed open. Queen Katrina spun around, unaccustomed to interruptions during her practice sessions. Her eyes narrowed; her blade came to its ready position. When she recognized the figure, however, she relaxed. It was one of her aides. He was sweating.

"Your Highness," he panted, "word has come from Afghan Isle. The nation of Velkya has begun an attack."

Queen Katrina cursed. "What's the damage? How'd they do it? It's the EVIL headquarters; it was extremely fortified. What about our ambassador?"

"Several military bases have been knocked out of comission. They used tungsten-rod sattelites or some shit, and a volley from attack submarines. No one has landed, as far as we know. The ambassador's status is also unknown."

The Queen cursed again. "Bring the limo around."

SIC
3 Hours Later
The Burnsian Desert High Military Command Bunker
Undisclosed Location
The Burnsian Desert

Featureless faces circled the long conference table, shrouded in darkness. A single light shone, illuminating one wall with battle maps, reconnaisance, and troop deployment statistics.

The Queen walked to the podium next to the projector and explained the situation to the High General, Grand Generals, Minor Generals, and Admirals. When she finished, a murmur swept the room.

"SILENCE!" she demanded. The room fell to a hush. "This is what we're going to do. Velkya has clearly overstepped its limits on this one. Now, I know that you're all highly achieved military men. Therefore, you know that if you cut off the supply lines to a force, it will wither and die. You've all attacked logistics positions before, but I believe it's time to take it one step further. We are going to invade Velkya. We will destroy every factory, render every port useless, and kill every worker. Hell, let's just kill everyone."

High General Khan spoke up. "I'll send the Final Offer."

"No," cut in the Queen. "They've already refused."

Regal Naval Base
The Burnsian Desert

The droning call of the RBS Hellfire Enduring echoed throughout the port. A Duojin-class battleship, she was one of the Burnsian Navy's greatest vessels. Its thousands of souls prepared rapidly for the imminent deployment. In five days, they would be ready to leave for Velkya; the total journey would take about three weeks.

In the hills above the base, hundreds of radar dishes scanned the sky for Velkyan sattelites. Any foreign sattelites detected by the system would be engaged by Burnsian ASAT missiles.




2nd Fleet - "Queen Sylvia Katrina"
3rd Fleet - "City of Highfather"
4th Fleet - "City of Regal"
5th Fleet - "City of Han's"
Total Ship Deployment: 8,000 ships



1st National Army
2nd National Army
5th National Army
8th National Army
Total Manpower deployment: 4,000,000

OOC:I really hope you realize what you're going to try to do - Velkya borders me and is very very close to a lot of his allies.

IC:
Imperial High Command, Miana, Whyatica
"I'm afraid our job has just been made much more difficult." the director of the Imperial Intelligence Service said, grim-faced. He looked at a table of Grand Admirals, Generals, and Air Marshals, the highest elite of the Imperial military. These men (and three women) made up the backbone of the elite officer corps that had led Imperial Whyatica to victory in dozens of battles in the past.

"Our spies have reported that a massive mobilization has occured in the only nation currently untargetted by Coalition forces - namely, The Burnsian Desert. Reports state that they have mobilized approximately eight thousand combat vessels and millions of fighting men." A slightly audible gasp eeked out from Air Marshal Rebecca Watson.

"Once we find their immediate bearing, I'll authorize the moving of Arx Dei so we can block their passage with A-D and it's escorts. I estimate there are 4,000 allied vessels around it right now, with Grand Admiral Jackson in command. He can order them to halt and wait for the Burnsian fleet. I'll order the reactivation of Four Strategic and deploy it in that area. I'll talk to the Questarians and the Praetonians to get a large defense fleet in this area, and there's always..Mister Morden." Grand Admiral Elliot Stabler said.

The reference to Mister Morden was a little in-joke between the Admiralty and the Generals in the Empire - Every time you invoke his name, you have to give it a little ominous sounding tone, because Morden was the ambassador from Doomingsland to Whyatica. There was a sci-fi show named Babylon 5 about twenty years ago that was similar, where an evil human named Morden represented a race of horrible Shadows, like the Doomingslandi.

But the author digresses.

Moving on.

"I have forwarded this intelligence report to the Sovereign League, as well as A-POC. It's likely we can expect a huge allied response - as well as one other possibility we may not have considered yet - Midlonia. The Midlonians appear hostile to any extra-Haven nations attacking any Havenite nations, so we may be able to put the Midlonians as our trump card." Director John Munch said.

"I'm ordering the arming of all coastal nuclear pulse guns. We'll man all the coastal defences in Whyatica, in case they decide Velkya is not as appeasing a target. I'll also bring out as many reserve fighting men as I can, our proximity to Velkya will prove to be useful if they successfully land." Field Marshal Kareem Qurashi said.

"I will have the entire Imperial Air Force ready within twenty-four hours. We'll activate all the reservists and the old warplanes. Any fighting men under my command will be transferred to the Army, as per defcon procedures." Air Marshal Watson said.

"Good. I will activate every active spy in Burnsian Desert now to begin hassling their activities -- We have plenty of nasty things to do to them to slow them down." the Director said.

To: Leaders of the anti-EVIL alliance

If the nation of Emperor Nero should fall under attack by your forces, you will not be fighting one, but two alliances. Emperor Nero is not one to be attacked here. They have done nothing wrong, and are only on the list of nations within the alliance. They have informed me that they are first and foremost a member of the Corporate Alliance, and so we are sworn to defend them. The new Griffincrest military still remains within the isolation of the Confederacy, yet still remain prepared to venture forth and defend our allies. The new Griffincrest mercenary force is more powerful than ever before, and it, along with the forces of its allies, will make your men wish they never set foot upon Neroian soil. Do not think this is a threat of any kind. I personally would prefer to stay ninvolved here, but if we must, we will become involved. So please, I implore you, leave Emperor Nero out of this.

Sincerely,
Claudius Griffincrest, CEO, Griffincrest Oil Incorporated

Secret Message From The High Commander
TO: Claudius Griffincrest
FROM: The High Commander Henry Corrol

If you have kept up with the situation, you will have realized that the Zukariaan Empire has declared war upon the EVIL alliance bloc. I implore you to either convince Emperor Nero to step down from the EVIL alliance, or simply let them be. I know full well that the coalition will come for you if you decide to stand in it's way, and that will be a terrible day for the Confederacy. I cannot guarantee that your nation will survive a war with the coalition, and I do not wish to see our nations forced to war.
Signed, The High Commander
High Commander of the Zukariaan Empire

OOC-Bit rushed. Anyways, get on AIM, Blackhelm.

Forward Submarine Groups, Afghan Isle

The Velkyans had only begun the first stages of the attacks, the Skyians would pick up the second stage. Skyian submarines, both 'Posedion'-Class Heavy Attack Submarines, and 'Relentless'-Class Guided Missile Submarines prowled the depths behind the Velkyan submarines.

Unlike the Velkyans their mission was not shore bombardment, but to provide the armada for submarines and ships a defense against enemy submarines and small surface vessels, that is, if their even were any.

However, the SSGNs were to make a much more pronounced statement, 20 of them were equipped with weapons for shore bombardment, such as the BGM-503 Arquebus Long Range Cruise Missile, a product of the wonderful country of Omz222. Each of the submarines carried 108 of these missiles in their Mark-169 'Tactical' VLS, making a total of 2160 SSMs ready for launch.

Of course, because of the destruction caused by the Velkyan assault, only 540 missiles would be launched, and roughly the same targets, well, at least those that remained.

Five of the submarines rose to the surface from before the thermocline layer, and within minutes, each submarine sent their 108 missiles hurtling out of the water and towards the EVIL Headquarters.

Steel rain would get a new meaning during this operation, as both Velkya and The Silver Sky were very thorough when it came to military matters.

UAVs were launched from submarine VLS tubes, and sent to survey the damage on the island, to see if it warranted a third strike by the advancing sea of steel.

Combined Intelligence, National Defence, and Emergency Responsce Center, The Silver Sky

"General Jackson, we have information from Whyatica saying that an Burnsian Invasion Force has been mobilized, it's over 8000 ships strong and carries over 4 million men, orbital intel has also confirmed what they call 'a very scary and nasty fleet of genocidal proportions' in TBD." Said a Colonel. "Their already moving into position to beat back an invasion force

"Very well, the 2nd Armada has returned home too, just in time to protect the mainland, have them join up with the 3rd and 4th Armadas and form a defensive line just northwest of North Point, try to funnel them into the Fyre Sea to destroy them in a turkey shoot, a 'Frye Sea Turkey Fry', alert Space Union too, have them mobilize their fleets." Said General Lance Jackson.

"Also, inform the VP, tell him I'm bringing the Second though Fifth Theater Forces on Alert Status Omega 'Threat of Impending Invasion', and to alert the populace. Also, have General Marcus Cromwell bring the Republican Air Force on alert also, and bring the Nuclear Pulse Guns online, I want this guys bracketed by fire as soon as they reach Haven. These bastards may have their little 'invasion', but their all going to die." Laughed General Jackson.

[I guess i'll RP the EVIL Forces on Afghan Isle... remember... there is nothing there besides armed guards and mercenaries. The military bases are literally, empty.]

Across Afghan Isle

The Island had been literally depleted in preparation for the Illyrik Crusade, which was expected to be considerably more dangerous than the GTS forces currently threatening them. The total number of soldiers and mercenaries was somthing around 19,000, armed with SMG's, grenades and various other weapons stolen from the now empty military installations. Of course they had been notified of the approaching fleet, and were now taking precautions to shield themselves from it. Their uniforms were cast off, along with any identification of their employment. They moved, mixing themselves in with the hordes of Revolutionary Slaves across the land, pretending and acting to be one of the establishment. Burning down EVIL buildings, toppiling statues, they went along with it... they had a job to do. That job was simply. Kill members of the coalition.

So when the missiles, the rods of god, the high tech mumbo jumbo started falling from the sky, they made some nice explosions, they toar apart buildings, they caused some chaos. However, none were injured. Not one man was hurt, scarred or bruised, as none were in the bases. They were hiding. In caves, cities, along dirt roads. They were preparing for a war quite different than the one the enemy had signed up for.

But this did not mean they were simply going to let this attack go unpunished. Not at all. When the submarine fired it's SLBM's, they were being watched. IR Detection Satellites high above the earth picked up those massive flares caused not only by the missiles themselves, but the various IR decoys being deployed. Though with modern IR technology, such decoys were useless in confusing tracking systems, the EVIL operated satellite took another look. Using the coordinates from the IR pick up, the satellite began sweeping the area with blue-green detection lasers, lasers designed to pick up enemy stealth subs. Due to their nature, they are not skewed by the properties of the atmosphere, nor the ocean, making them perfect for the task at hand. Obviously, as the enemy subs had not moved, they were soon picked up, locked on and marked. The targets were immidiately relayed to mobile firing positions, deployed across the island, operated by the mercenary forces under the employment of EVIL. Of course they were not many, fourteen missile pods in all, but they would be enough to get the job done. Using the simple, 'Click' technology, the crews fired their ASROC missiles into the air, each pod launching four. These fifty six missiles would eventually deploy fifty six torpedo's, each of which was locked on to one of the Velkyan Submarines. Not all of the subs were targetted, four torpedo's to one submarine was the norm. They wanted sure kills more than anything else, not damage, no glancing hits. Kills. The moment the fourth missile was fired from each pod, they fled, moving into caves, garrages, forests... some areas where they were hidden from the enemy.

As regards to the EVIL HQ... the small building on Afghan Isle, which had already been burned to the ground by revolutionaries, was now pounded with Cruise Missiles, killing hundreds of civilians, but not a single EVIL member. As the main HQ was in Talifax, the international island city far, far out in the Pacific, the Board of Consuls was free... for the moment.

Forward Submarine Fleets

The enemy ASROCS, locked onto the frequency of their targeting lasers, arced high into the air, achieving a solid lock on the Velkyan and Skyian subsurface groups. Their torpedoes dropped, swimming through the darkened ocean like so many sharks, their motors pushing them closer and closer to their prey.

Then, they ran out of range, enacting whatever self-destruct sequence their designers had programmed in. The Coalition submarines were six days out from the Isle, far beyond the range of any ASROC system (the United States' ASROC system had a range of only fifteen nautical miles), especially one that was mobile. They could only await the Velkyan retribution. While the submarines had enacted emergency dives back below the safety of the deep ocean, their detection equipment had deciphered the orbital positions of the enemy laser designation birds, inputting the data into their fire control computers. The chain of information, which got more detailed each second, then wound down to its source, anti-satellite missiles in the tactical launch tubes of the SSKs. While their comrades retreated to the depths below the thermocline layer, twenty Barracuda hunter-killer boats remained at launch depth, communicating with the mother fleet via encrypted Datalink, getting real-time targeting information on the enemy spatial forces.

One hundred tactical multi stage anti-satellite missiles burst through the surface, solid fuel rockets guided by an internal inertial laser navigation system. Dispersed evenly among the E.V.I.L. satellite network, their active RADAR and infrared guidance systems activated, homing them in on their targets while their two lower booster stages detached. In addition to their active and passive internal guidance, they matched their own data with that of orbital RADAR dirigibles hoisted aloft by the mother fleet, which fed targeting data to the missiles on approach. Their payloads launched, the SSKs slipped beneath the thermocline layer once again, rejoining the rest of their respective squadrons.

Bright Hill, Allied Union of Velkya

"Are you sure?"

The voice on the other end of the line responded positively.

"Alright then, Jack, you have full authorization to take command of this situation. Get your subordinate commanders on full alert, and get me a full intelligence report by tomorrow morning. Good luck."

President Rossland hung up the phone.

Those inbred morons...

Allied Union Of Velkya

The Office of Military Intelligence (OMI) had suspected it, and foreign intelligence agencies had confirmed it. For the first time in her history, foreign militaries threatened the shores of the Allied Union. This unprecedented event generated ripples of shock throughout the Velkyan intelligence community, but this shock was soon replaced by determination. Already, Southern Naval Command had mobilized a vast two thousand warship force, comprised of a third of the Allied Union Navy's wartime strength. They were en route to linking up with Questarian and allied naval forces in the Fyre Sea, and would arrive in mere days.

(OOC: The Burnsian Desert, if you're going to invade Velkya, make a separate thread for it, this thread is for the attack on Afghan Isle only.)

Orbit

The Coalitionist Forces, more importantly, EVIL's military doctrine as a whole was dedicated to one thing. Not fighting a war in space. However, it was implied that the enemy would always try such nonsense, and thus it was necessary that missiles be deployed in space. Scores of satellites, missile platforms with but one objective. To prevent enemy forces from poking out their eyes in the sky. Not long after the enemy Anti-Satellite Missiles were launched, Anti-Missile Missiles from orbit ignited. Scores of missiles, well over the number fired by the Velkyans fell towards earths surface, locked onto to the IR, LADAR and RADAR signatures of the missiles, striking them down before they reached the upper atmosphere. The war would be fought and won on earths surface, not in outer space.

[The words 'Approaching Afghan Isle' are a bit deceptive eh?]

(OOC: And why didn't we role-play the specialized satellites and fire control systems necessary to hit a tiny projectile going at escape velocity while still in the atmosphere when we mentioned all the nice spacey things in our last posts, hmmm?)

Forward Submarine Group, Approaching Afghan Isle

Klaxons sounded as both Skyian and Velkyan Satellites detected missile launches from the island, Skyian Naval Command were worried they were some type of ICBM or long range ASROC, but their fears were dismissed as the ASROCs crashed into the ocean far out of torpedo range.

Seemingly the EVIL missiles just did not have the range to hit the Velkyan Submarines from 3700km away. It seemed as if the EVIL satellites and military commanders had no idea how to read a map.

However, this proved one thing, that their were EVIL Forces on the island that were going to resists. Some caves and forests were pinpointed by targeting satellites because of the large concentration of warm bodies inside them.

This was relayed to the SSGNs who adjusted their targeting coordinates accordingly, and as soon as the Velkyan ASATs cleared the sea another salvo of 540 long range cruise missiles would be released by the submarines, sending 1800kg packages o' doom hurlting at mach 5.4 at the enemy holdouts.

Meanwhile, SB-22 'Sariel' Stealth Bombers were closing in, their construction and stealth measures making them stealthy even against Over The Horizion Radars and Surface Wave Effect Radars, not to mention AESA radars. Allowing them to slip into missile range, meanwhile they kept their IR signatures down by using exhaust cooling measures like the B-2 and F-117 stealth aircraft, their Mach .6 speed also helping mask their approach.

They were also proof against LADAR/LIDAR by using not reflective surfaces, but surfaces angled to reflect the light else where, and black light absorbing paint.

These were the perfect stealth machines, even if their payload was underrated.

High Earth Orbit

Electronic eyes picked up the flares of the EVIL Anti-Missile Missiles, their IR signatures being recorded and RADAR satellites scanning the area where they came from, locking onto orbital weapon stations as well as the designation, detection, and communication satellites they were protecting.

This data was relayed to the Brilliant Pebbles that surrounded the satellite, these were long range space borne hit-to-kill weapons, ar around 3.5 meters in length and .25m in diametere they looked alot like a ground based SAM, except their outer skin was forged for tungsten, and although they had small flip out fins, their primary mode of turing was a vectored thrust system.

Within seconds of illuminating the EVIL satellites hundreds of 'Brilliant Pebbles' ignited their engines, their liquid fuel rockets accelerating the missiles to several Mach, and the best part, was that in space, constant thurst = constant acceleration, so as the missiles closed in on the enemy satellite the engines decreased their thrust to save fuel incase their needed to manuver.

The missiles screamed for nearly every direction, the satellites would be eliminated.

(OOC: The Burnsian Desert, if you're going to invade Velkya, make a separate thread for it, this thread is for the attack on Afghan Isle only.)

OOC: Operation Retribution: Burnsian Invasion of Velkya (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=513527)

(OOC: And why didn't we role-play the specialized satellites and fire control systems necessary to hit a tiny projectile going at escape velocity while still in the atmosphere when we mentioned all the nice spacey things in our last posts, hmmm?)
[I guess the same reason you failed to mention that your submarines which were 'approaching the island', were actually 4000 kilometers away. I hope you all understand I dont like space wars, and will continue to shoot down whatever space missiles you use against me. I dont attempt to win wars with Rods of Gods, orbital nukes or any of that shit, and if you do, I will probably just missile spam it, or use an EMP, so eh. There is no reason for me to detail orbital weapons platforms in a post using detection systems, they are unrelated topics. Just like I dont talk about flares or chaff on fighter planes when posting about dropping bombs.]

Orbit

With the ignition of the Skyian Anti-Anti-Missile Missiles [getting ridiculous, I hate space war] scores more of EVIL and Kroandan weapons platforms sprang into action, filling... space with even more of the various missiles. Hundreds of the small missiles, rockets and whatever else was being deployed were simply there to keep the war on earths surface. In addition, RADAR Jamming Frequencies along with various IR decoys and LADAR deflectors were deployed, in order to skew enemy detection frequencies. Whatever missiles were left after the wave of counter-missiles, orbital CIWS Guns, floating in space re-directed their barrels and poured lead into the paths of the enemy weapons, either rerouting them or destroying them outright.

[I do not play well with space war. I will continue to shoot down anti-satellite missiles. I would really love to keep the war on the ground. Im not saying it's not MT, I know it is... I just hate RP'ing with it, so...]

Pudite Prefecture One, Port Compound One-Thousand Fifty-Two, Mobilization
Fleet Admiral Kirilko Rykalov, the name gifted to him as an outgoing officer of the Dominion, to replace his serial number in normal use, looked over the assembled fleet. For hours ships, from the massive Calypso-class to the miniscule Athens, have been streaming into the military dock facilities of PC-1052, and soon Admiral Rykalov would be ordered to command them... He stood silently in the upper-most room of the officer's tower of this port compound, the wall-sized plasma-technology telescreen mimicking the view one would have was the officer's tower not located in the center of the one-hundred an fifty-kilometer square building, but rather on the shoreline.

This operation was to be the Admiral's first international command, leadership of a full six Battle Fleets, Alpha through Eta. Currently it was the duty of the sixth fleet to absorb all the actual experienced commanders, or so it seemed, with the ongoing invasion of the foreigners in Mer des Ennuis.

Now a newer war had fallen to the feet of the Dominion, a greater war, and an infinitely more dangerous one. And all of the responsibility fell on the loyal shoulders of an un-tested commander...

Rykalov's thoughts were disrupted as this compound's foreign affairs officer, Mr. White, entered the room. "Sir, the combat fleets are expected to be assembled in six hours, and you'll rendezvous with Epsilon and Eta at sea tomorrow."

Rykalov turned to face his officer, a men dressed simply as his name may suggest, wearing a trim white suit and a long white greatcoat, the symbol of his office. He spoke, "Will we have the Torrent compliment with the fleets?"

"Yessir, they've arrived by now, but this operation will have to serve as their trials, unfortunately."

"Well, I'm faithful they’ll pull through, although bringing a major asset of my force into combat untested cannot be the greatest start to the campaign..."

Mr. White stepped forward to the small desk in the center of the otherwise undecorated room, setting a thin manila folder down as he spoke, "In here are the compressed statistics of the Torrent-class, you'll be responsible for them from here on out. The enemy has thousands of their own vessels out there, do not waste what you have."

"I am faithful, White. Let the Emperor know that before I leave."

Mr. White turned to leave, but stopped as he reached the polished steel elevator door, turning to leave his final message with the young officer, "Let yourself know this; the Emperor does not expect you to return..."

Mr. White offered a slow salute, palm out, fingers to the temple, to the man who was technically still his senior officer. Across the room, Admiral Rykalov snapped his hand to his temple, standing perfectly erect, "For the Emperor," he said, quietly.

Mr. White returned the mantra, "For the Emperor indeed... Good day, Rykalov."

Mr. White left the room, leaving Rykalov for the last time. He was alone now.


The combined Battle Fleets would leave port in six hours, on schedule as everything was in the clockworks of the Dominion, and twenty three hours later those four fleets did rendezvous with their final pieces. Now the navies were assembled, and the thousands of gleaming ivory-white ships crashed closer and closer to war...

2nd Naval Armada, 5 Days Behind Velkya-Skyian Main Force

With the route of the Burnsian Forces know, the 2nd Armada was free from shore defence and sent to bolster the 1st Armada in any future operations, this would double the Skyian Forces in the theatre.

Skyians always have liked overkill.

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[OOC: Yes crappy post, but it's 2am.]

(OOC: LOL I HATE SPACE WAR is not an excuse. I hate having to continue slinging missiles at uber defenses that won't quit for OOC reasons, but I'm still trying to work around it. If you hate spatial war, you shouldn't have deployed satellites in the first place. This is a battlefield, and your satellites are just as likely to be attacked as any other military target, especially if they're actively trying to sink allied submarines. Any decent commander would not commit, say, an infantryman to combat without coming to grips with the fact that he might be killed. And to put to rest the "you didn't mention the subs were X distance away" shindig, I mentioned the main fleet was a week away from reaching Afghan Isle, and that the submarine forces were a day ahead of them. Using an average sustained transit speed of about twenty knots [normal for a submerged submarine], we can safely assume they were about 2880 nautical miles away, far beyond the range, as mentioned, of any anti-submarine rocket system.)

[Ive got a question. Do you actually RP, or do you just complain OOC'lly all day? Just curious. You have my post, if you want to whine about satellites some more, thats great, but im not reading it.]

[OOC: He's only being forced to stall the RP with OOCness because you have outright refused to take losses. That is simple godmodding and he is within his rights to ignore your satellites completely, and any advantages that they might confer to your troops. If you don't want to RP in space then you cannot deploy satellites. Stop trying to have your cake and eat it.]

[My response is just as believable as his attack. He tried to shoot my satellites down with missile spams, I shot down his missile spams with missiles of my own. That is all he has done so far. He complains OOC'lly that I shot them down. There is no godmodding in that equation whatsoever.

EDIT. If we want to go deeper into this, how did he know which satellites were mine in the first place? There are millions of satellites preforming various tasks around NS Earth, how did he know which ones were mine, and that they were spying on him? Seems a bit like... godmodding to me.]

[OOC: My response is just as believable as his attack. He tried to shoot my satellites down with missile spams, I shot down his missile spams with missiles of my own. That is all he has done so far. He complains OOC'lly that I shot them down. There is no godmodding in that equation whatsoever.
Let's take a look, shall we?
hope you all understand I dont like space wars, and will continue to shoot down whatever space missiles you use against me.
I do not play well with space war. I will continue to shoot down anti-satellite missiles. I would really love to keep the war on the ground. Im not saying it's not MT, I know it is... I just hate RP'ing with it, so...
You have repeatedly stated, out of character, that you will RP shooting down any missile fired at your satellites, no matter what, because losing your satellites is not something that you want to happen from an out of character standpoint. This is godmodding of a most n00bish variety.

The specific claims you made were also highly dubious, to say the least. Anything you want to deploy into space has to be launched at great expense and then housed on something. It seems unlikely that any country, not least one that is hardly the richest in the world, such as your own, would be able to not least want to launch what must have been thousands of missiles into space to fire down on attackers, with an undefined number (going by your OOC refusals to take losses, I presume an infinite number) left up there to shoot down any further strikes.

If you don't want to involve space in the RP then I'm sure it can be arranged, but you involved space in the RP first by using satellites and claiming you have the advantages they confer. If someone said they didnt like tank warfare, but deployed tanks anyway and then used their alleged "dislike" of tank warfare to claim every enemy attempt to destroy their tanks missed or was intercepted, would you take them seriously? I certainly wouldn't.

EDIT. If we want to go deeper into this, how did he know which satellites were mine in the first place? There are millions of satellites preforming various tasks around NS Earth, how did he know which ones were mine, and that they were spying on him? Seems a bit like... godmodding to me.
Since you would have had to launch them at some stage from an area you control, and all space launches are tracked by all countries with the capability to do so, he would know exactly which satellites were yours.

You, on the other hand, would have no idea that his missiles were targetting your satellites specifically in order to RP shooting them down, so are you sure you want to continue with this line of reasoning? I wouldn't, if I were you.]

[Alright, lets drop the OOC argument part of this. I have no legitimate claim to try to IC’lly ignore the space war due to my OOC hatred for it. Its stupid and I drop this as any legitimate argument.
However there is still quite a bit to be said on the topic of ‘how he knew which satellites were mine’. Lets say my satellites were put up by a foreign company, and are simply operated by me. How did he know this? Maybe I bought a satellite from another nation with surplus in orbit. How did he know that the nation that put that satellite up still did not own it? If he can not legitimately target my satellites, then I don’t even need to RP shooting them down. With near 100,000 nations on thousands of satellites going up and coming down each day, with millions in orbit. How does he know that a satellite I put up was not put up for a foreign entity? Or that a foreign satellite was not put up with my wallet? Or that an international corporation, under my payment put it up. Its an immpossible task. In RL earth, where there are less than 300 nations, only a dozen with the ability to put up satellites, a total of less than a hundred satellites in all, sure, this is pheasible simply by asking your nieghbor, 'Is that one yours, or my enemies?' In NS, no. If you can prove to me how he knows which satellites are mine, then fine, as stupid as I think space wars, rods of god and orbital nukes are, ill take the casualties and no longer have communications, radar, sonar or any other device necessary for a modern army. However, there is no way in hell he knows the ownership of every one of the millions of satellites in space.]

[Alright, lets drop the OOC argument part of this. I have no legitimate claim to try to IC’lly ignore the space war due to my OOC hatred for it. Its stupid and I drop this as any legitimate argument.
However there is still quite a bit to be said on the topic of ‘how he knew which satellites were mine’. Lets say my satellites were put up by a foreign company, and are simply operated by me. How did he know this? Maybe I bought a satellite from another nation with surplus in orbit. How did he know that the nation that put that satellite up still did not own it? If he can not legitimately target my satellites, then I don’t even need to RP shooting them down. With near 100,000 nations on thousands of satellites going up and coming down each day, with millions in orbit. How does he know that a satellite I put up was not put up for a foreign entity? Or that a foreign satellite was not put up with my wallet? Or that an international corporation, under my payment put it up. Its an immpossible task. In RL earth, where there are less than 300 nations, only a dozen with the ability to put up satellites, a total of less than a hundred satellites in all, sure, this is pheasible simply by asking your nieghbor, 'Is that one yours, or my enemies?' In NS, no. If you can prove to me how he knows which satellites are mine, then fine, as stupid as I think space wars, rods of god and orbital nukes are, ill take the casualties and no longer have communications, radar, sonar or any other device necessary for a modern army. However, there is no way in hell he knows the ownership of every one of the millions of satellites in space.]

Paper trail...
Or lack thereof...

Cross refferance that with observed space launches and there you go...

There is also FAR less space junk floating above NS earth than you claim, as many MT nations either use many temporary micro-sats, rent existing satalites, or a very few specialized satalites, and then, a very few nations just spam out these massive death star sized satalites... (some even avoid having any space program altogether)

I also find it ironic that you state you dropped all legitimate OOC arguements, and then postulate this concept of 'space junk spam'. So, would that make this recent arguement illigitamate?

Plus, satalites have tracking beacons, they are pretty much IFF indicators...
Even Sputnik had one... These beacons also relay the status of the satalite (Is it on?)
And are so that the launching nation can keep track of them.
These become 'space junk' when the beacons die...

[Paper trails can be destroyed, distorted or changed to lead people astray. If the paper of a Doomingsland corporation (just an example) says that a satellite they produced was produced for domestic use, but in reality, it is maintained and operated by Kroando, how does Velkya, or anyone for that matter, know any different, unless told otherwise by Doom or myself? Paper trails are definitely too susceptable to change to be used to track down scores of satellites.

I dropped the OOC argument of 'I hate space war', the issue of him targeting my satellites is still up... I dont see what you're getting at.]

OOC: Just want to point ou tthat the Confederacy has 100+ satelites put up by the military, and a number of railgun packing solar sailors, and about the same amount of satelites put up by the public, and about fifty put up by Griffincrest. I also recall Tocrowkia having hundreds of satelites as well. It would be difficult to find a satelite, especially with trillions of people out there, meaning the likelyhood if not just military satelites, but also satelites for things like phones, radioes, and televison stations.

[OOC: Satellites follow predictable orbits from the moment they are launched, and transmit to the ground they can be found. There is no difficulty in tracking satellites whatsoever. I, for one, also do not recognise the existance of any of the non-RP nations that don't do anything. The only possible problem for identifying satellites would be if one country launched a satellite and then handed it over to another. But Kroando has not RPed this being the case for his satellites, so it did not happen and is not relevent. Now, to return to Kroando's comment, are we actually going to RP something now? Kroando has already admitted he was wrong to claim his satellites were invulnerable. What more is there to discuss?.]

OOC: There should be really be millions of sattelites up there - consider stuff like Cubesats which cost $50,000 each and which Allanea's military hucks into orbit by the handful.

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

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

OOC: There should be really be millions of sattelites up there - consider stuff like Cubesats which cost $50,000 each and which Allanea's military hucks into orbit by the handful.

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

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

And chances are they only stay up so long...
And you also placed a tracking and identification beacon on them so you don't lose any...

I'll elaborate.

They are shooting at satalites that have a massive radio signature saying:
"Hey! I'm an EVIL spy satalite #XXXX! Recognize ME! Here I am! I'm sending you the pictures you asked for..."

(An altered paper trail would make it look a bit less obvious, but it'll still stick out like a sore thumb)

A complete lack of this radio signal equates to a powered down/dead stalite...

Cubesats most likely say:
"Property of University of ######, Project Number ###"

And as noted the COMPLETE LACK of any paper trail is a rather large tip off that the stalite is black ops, and since it 'doesn't exist' it can be blown up without worries... And they usually are...

The transponder frequency might also be a dead givaway, especially if it transmits on an encoded military frequency... Frequency hopping military satalites are rather easy to find...

For example:
SuitSat1/'Mr. Smith' transmits at 145.990 Mhtz.

[OOC: Satellites follow predictable orbits from the moment they are launched, and transmit to the ground they can be found. There is no difficulty in tracking satellites whatsoever. I, for one, also do not recognise the existance of any of the non-RP nations that don't do anything. The only possible problem for identifying satellites would be if one country launched a satellite and then handed it over to another. But Kroando has not RPed this being the case for his satellites, so it did not happen and is not relevent. Now, to return to Kroando's comment, are we actually going to RP something now? Kroando has already admitted he was wrong to claim his satellites were invulnerable. What more is there to discuss?.]
[Actually, my original satellites were not made nor put up by myself. When I began RP'ing, so im guessing in March of 05', Truitt and I made an economic pact, allowing him free trade and basing rights to my nation in exchange for spacial assistance, along with military upgrade. A number of my satellites were put up by Truitt, and transfered to my control. Tracking the satellites is not a problem, but knowing that what are officially Truittan Satellites are mine... I dont see how this is possible. I also made numerous technology sharing deals with older nations, whom sparsely RP on jolt anymore. Technology sharing and joint construction deals would likely include satellite deployment.

As to what there is to discuss. I will agree to take casualties to my satellites, if there is any way he can prove that he knows which ones are mine. They are not invulnerable, but I cant believe his ASM's could randomly pick out my satellites, of the millions in orbit. Id really like to continue the RP, but the satellite thing is quite important.

@Hurtful. If Velkya shot down every black ops satellite in the air, he would find himself at war with have of NS. Im not the only one using black ops sats.]

OOC: Just want to point ou tthat the Confederacy has 100+ satelites put up by the military, and a number of railgun packing solar sailors, and about the same amount of satelites put up by the public, and about fifty put up by Griffincrest. I also recall Tocrowkia having hundreds of satelites as well. It would be difficult to find a satelite, especially with trillions of people out there, meaning the likelyhood if not just military satelites, but also satelites for things like phones, radioes, and televison stations.

((OOC: While this is certainly the case, as I've admitted to you several months ago, I'd appreciate it if my name was kept out of this. My name's already been dragged through the mud enough during the APOC controversy.))

[Actually, my original satellites were not made nor put up by myself. When I began RP'ing, so im guessing in March of 05', Truitt and I made an economic pact, allowing him free trade and basing rights to my nation in exchange for spacial assistance, along with military upgrade. A number of my satellites were put up by Truitt, and transfered to my control. Tracking the satellites is not a problem, but knowing that what are officially Truittan Satellites are mine... I dont see how this is possible.
You said yourself that this was part of a public diplomatic agreement. Not only that, but as Hurtful Thoughts says, they are transmitting to you, not to Truitt, and you are replying. I dont see the problem here, especially as Truitt doesn't exist anymore.

For the last time, stop trying to dodge losses and actually give some thought to doing some RPing.

[Uhm... no? Im not going to let my enemy godmod knowledge that is obviously outside of his grasp just to 'keep the RP going smoothly'. You all claim to be so incredibly superior to everyone else... well, its pretty obvious why. You all gang up and OOC'lly barrate anyone who refuses to simply roll over and give in to this obvious nonsense.

My deal with Truitt? Errr, not public at all, I never said that it was, you are putting words in my mouth. Completely private. Even if it was public, it was done before Velkya was even a nation, so... he would have to RP figuring it out... not a simple 'MISSILE SPAM!'.

Has Velkya begun RP'ing to find out which satellites are mine? Has he RP'd the countless hours of work necessary to even begin searching for the non-existant paper trails? No. The black ops satellites transmit their data through so many routers around the globe, it would take months, years to complete this task. Not the, 'Oh my! He shot at my subs with rockets... so I immidiately can guess which satellites are his!'

The 'Truitt Doesn't Exist Anymore' argument. Does that mean that because the Soviet Union doesn't exist that Poland's T-72's were never made? Because the USSR collapsed, Russia's current nuclear armament is a 'godmod'? The Egyptian Empire is gone... so those pyramids, they shouldn't be there? That is not a legitimate argument.

For the last time, stop trying to dodge losses and actually give some thought to doing some RPing.
Ill RP the moment the blatant godmodding stops. Im not going to simply obey an obviously partial observer because he doesn't want to see his ally proven wrong. To put it simply, if I were doing what Velkya is, and he doing as I am by arguing, you would be supporting him. You simply want him to suceed, you care nothing about a fair conclusion to the problem. Id be more than happy to RP loses, even in a war that is RP'd horribly with nothing but simple missile spams, rod o' god attacks and ICBM launches... but if you all cant take a bit of questioning to your super pwnz space strategy... how did you put it... 'Dont use it'?]

((OOC: Might I just say Kroando...that I agree with you one hundred percent...))

Has Velkya begun RP'ing to find out which satellites are mine? Has he RP'd the countless hours of work necessary to even begin searching for the non-existant paper trails? No. The black ops satellites transmit their data through so many routers around the globe, it would take months, years to complete this task. Not the, 'Oh my! He shot at my subs with rockets... so I immidiately can guess which satellites are his!'
This is a well recorded precident, many 'menial tasks' can be skipped nd overlooked in an RP if the logistics involved are beyond the mental grasp of the RPer or that person's time constraints.
[If I've done it once, I've done it 1,000 times]

The 'Truitt Doesn't Exist Anymore' argument. Does that mean that because the Soviet Union doesn't exist that Poland's T-72's were never made? Because the USSR collapsed, Russia's current nuclear armament is a 'godmod'? The Egyptian Empire is gone... so those pyramids, they shouldn't be there? That is not a legitimate argument.No, more like the "He went down the 'memory hole 1984 style", he is an 'un-person'. When people say that the nation doesn't exist, that includes their history, culture, accomplishments, and land.

This does not mean the nation went into civil war and was anexed by some nameless nation, the nation just never exists.

This has caused considerable problems when some RPers leave without notice and the othe participants decide to keep it going...

Ill RP the moment the blatant godmodding stops. Im not going to simply obey an obviously partial observer because he doesn't want to see his ally proven wrong. To put it simply, if I were doing what Velkya is, and he doing as I am by arguing, you would be supporting him. You simply want him to suceed, you care nothing about a fair conclusion to the problem. Id be more than happy to RP loses, even in a war that is RP'd horribly with nothing but simple missile spams, rod o' god attacks and ICBM launches... but if you all cant take a bit of questioning to your super pwnz space strategy... how did you put it... 'Dont use it'?]

I'm partial to Valk? When did this happen?

He only sold me a few flying boats, Leaf sold me piles of equipment, and I gave him selling rights to a few of my older designs, yet we are enemies...

I'm just continuing the precident/status-quo of anti-satalite RPs...
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So I guess you want to restart this RP with the thread rule being you must RP every meticulus detail?

I'll remind you, your words:
(OOC: And why didn't we role-play the specialized satellites and fire control systems necessary to hit a tiny projectile going at escape velocity while still in the atmosphere when we mentioned all the nice spacey things in our last posts, hmmm?)
I guess the same reason you failed to mention that your submarines which were 'approaching the island', were actually 4000 kilometers away. I hope you all understand I dont like space wars, and will continue to shoot down whatever space missiles you use against me. I dont attempt to win wars with Rods of Gods, orbital nukes or any of that shit, and if you do, I will probably just missile spam it, or use an EMP, so eh. There is no reason for me to detail orbital weapons platforms in a post using detection systems, they are unrelated topics. Just like I dont talk about flares or chaff on fighter planes when posting about dropping bombs.

You already did, we let it slide, return the favor and post losses.

[And who decides what 'menail tasks' are? You? Three posts ago Praetonia was not going to let me have foriegn owned satellites because I did not RP paying someone to put them up. (When I did) So who's being a stickler now? A menial task that takes months to complete... takes months to complete, not a number of seconds. And I do not consider anything involving the destruction of an enemies communication in war menial... "Oh, I thought it was implied that I carpet bombed your troops." No, doesn't work for me. If he's going to do something this major, and yes, shooting down all my satellites is major, he needs to RP all of it. Im not going to simply let him do things because he's too lazy to RP it. I do not consider this 'menial', it deserves a post, and without one, I do not believe he has a map of my satellite orbits. The existance of my satellites is crucial to my forces communication, coordinating and organizing themselves... im not going to let him 'imply' himself into a position to shoot them down. If that is 'ok', then fine. I thought the 'menial task' of placing nuclear bombs in all of your cities was 'implied'. Boom.

No, more like the "He went down the 'memory hole 1984 style", he is an 'un-person'. When people say that the nation doesn't exist, that includes their history, culture, accomplishments, and land.
So Russia is a blank spot on the map. The USSR never existed. AK-47's do not exist. This glass of vodka in my hand... it does not exist. Sorry, not how I RP. If a nation no longer exists, yet obviously did in the past, I RP as if the nation dissapeared... when it dissapeared, and not before. Im not about to disregard every war, every RP ive ever done simply because a player left NS. If this war ends with Velkya winning, and in a month I leave NS, does that mean the war never happened? No. This is a clear case of you sticking up for him when there is obviously no reason to do so, ergo, I see you as baised.

I'm just continuing the precident/status-quo of anti-satalite RPs...
Who established the status-quo? The same people that are allied to and or affliated with Valk... or Valk's allies. Are you baised towards Valk? Apperantly, as you are constantly arguing obviously invalid points to benefit him.

You all are bullshitting this so badly. It is not necessary to RP anti-missile systems when RP'ing a satellite spying on a foriegn nation. Do you RP your bank security when you RP a guerilla ambush? No, because they are not related. Regardless, I dont need any anti-missile systems on my satellites, because he doesn't know which ones they are in the first place!

'Dude! Be cool! We are more expirienced than you n00b! Just loose already! We are better'. That is all I am hearing. You expect me to let him do whatever he wants just because you know him. No use denying it, its true. Ive heard it from a number of people after realizing it myself. Thats not how it works. If you want to fight in a war RP, do it correctly, and try not to enter it with an idea that you already won, and I may as well surrender.]

[Kroando, there's no point complaining about it, since the group is atrocious already and refuses to just shut up and do things right. The more you complain, the more they'll start putting their victory in front of proper RP. I sympathise with your plight, good luck kicking their sorry asses.]

[And who decides what 'menail tasks' are? You? Three posts ago Praetonia was not going to let me have foriegn owned satellites because I did not RP paying someone to put them up. (When I did) So who's being a stickler now? A menial task that takes months to complete... takes months to complete, not a number of seconds. And I do not consider anything involving the destruction of an enemies communication in war menial... "Oh, I thought it was implied that I carpet bombed your troops." No, doesn't work for me. If he's going to do something this major, and yes, shooting down all my satellites is major, he needs to RP all of it. Im not going to simply let him do things because he's too lazy to RP it. I do not consider this 'menial', it deserves a post, and without one, I do not believe he has a map of my satellite orbits. The existance of my satellites is crucial to my forces communication, coordinating and organizing themselves... im not going to let him 'imply' himself into a position to shoot them down. If that is 'ok', then fine. I thought the 'menial task' of placing nuclear bombs in all of your cities was 'implied'. Boom.

So your paras go 'splat' cause you forgot to give them parachutes? Your pilots can't bail out cause they didn't follow proper procedure and killed himself attempting to bail out?

Assumptions are drawn when it seems as if the persons being RPed know more of what they are doing than the person writing their actions down.

The General is lost because you forgot to say he had a map, and he naked because you forgot to state what he wore, he also has no face. (I believe you can assume he has a map, and face [unless stated otherwise] and is appropriately dressed for the weather)

You can also imply the general has some experiance behind him, otherwise he wouldn't be a general.

Who established the status-quo? The same people that are allied to and or affliated with Valk... or Valk's allies. Are you baised towards Valk? Apperantly, as you are constantly arguing obviously invalid points to benefit him.

-snip- the rest is a useless rant and fails to add to your arguement
My satalite war against the Parthians, in 'Revolt and Revolutions' thread, which was also a continuation of the status quo.
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Or, we an start this hole mess over, and do it 'right' with every detail necessary to do any action RP and no 'assumed actions' may be made. You better read small unit infantry tactics...

You are a good RPer, but I don't believe you see the point.
If you'd like, you can choose one ref, and Valk can choose one, and they may point out details the other side missed and fill it in with whatever they want.
That way, you can be sure that each side will recieve close scrutiny.
You may elect yourself.

You all are bullshitting this so badly. It is not necessary to RP anti-missile systems when RP'ing a satellite spying on a foriegn nation. Do you RP your bank security when you RP a guerilla ambush? No, because they are not related. Regardless, I dont need any anti-missile systems on my satellites, because he doesn't know which ones they are in the first place!

I do quite believe that you used a blue-green laser to designate my submarines, which basically broadcasts 'HERE I AM!' to anyone with optical gear.

I forget, what IS the standard OOC practice with dealing with someone who won't post losses to (ignores) a legitamate attack?
(Hence why poeple respond to attacks of borderline legitamacy, and how unpersons are made)

I'm not calling a mod, I'll leave that to someone who is already in the RP to make that call.

Me, I've got nothing at stake, so I'll be nuetral on the issue for now. (OK, on the side of getting the RP moving in some direction)

[Kroando, there's no point complaining about it, since the group is atrocious already and refuses to just shut up and do things right. The more you complain, the more they'll start putting their victory in front of proper RP. I sympathise with your plight, good luck kicking their sorry asses.]


'Dude! Be cool! We are more expirienced than you n00b! Just loose already! We are better'. That is all I am hearing. You expect me to let him do whatever he wants just because you know him. No use denying it, its true. Ive heard it from a number of people after realizing it myself. Thats not how it works. If you want to fight in a war RP, do it correctly, and try not to enter it with an idea that you already won, and I may as well surrender.

((OOC: So...I'm not the only one now?))

[Oh, I just read the posts regarding how Truitt doesn't exist anymore - stupidest tripe I've ever read in my life. So, the USSR launched satellites, but because they ceased to exist in 1990, did the satellites explode the moment the USSR was dissolved? No.]

[Just saying, the OOC discussion should move to a OOC thread (or to it if we have one), technical stuff to the Draftroom or whatever.]

[I cant find the OOC thread at the moment. This will be my last OOC post, it should not require more... im not going to cave in to the 'intimidation' methods of this group which seems to try and run jolt. The so called 'status quo', is maintained by people of this 'group'... who will change and manipulate it in any way possible to seal victory, OOC'lly for one of their own. Because that is how you fight a satellite war means nothing to me... especially if you're having difficulty proving how he knows the least bit of this.

You fail completely to display how this is a legit attack, and then immidiately go to, 'If you dont respond we'll have you banned from NS.' That is wonderful. Fine group of RP'ers you all are. Regardless, you are jumping to extreme relations, comparing RP'ing Satellite Intelligence to wearing clothes... that is absolutely ridiculous, but if that logic makes sense to you, whatever. I dont RP a chess game, but I do expect all major moves to be posted. And again, destroying a players satellite network is major. You cannot imply that it is done. I would not claim to know your leaders deepest darkest secrets, id expect you to have the decency to post finding out which satellites are mine. It's bad enough that my opponent wont fight with anything besides ICBM's, Rods of God and Satellite Missiles, but to go so far as to demand we have referees? Im RP'ing on other fronts just fine... why? Because they aren't pulling this nonsense. They are fighting a war to see who will win. You've decided who has won, and are just filling in the details, expecting me to cooperate with your story.

Tracking a laser is not as easy as pointing to the bottom and looking into space. A 'blue green laser' is invisible to the human eye, it would take some advanced equipment looking in just the right spot (from your sub, all the way into orbit), at just the right time to pick out that laser. Or should I assume it was implied that you had a small surface craft sitting right there looking for the laser?

Again, I am not posting any more OOC arguments in this thread. I do not see a purpose. I have made my point, you guys are just trying to BS/intimidate/gang OOC your way around it. Until I see an IC post detailing how my satellites were tracked/targeted, im ignoring it. And lets not try to do a five month time skip either. Its a lengthy process, try not to speed it up in order to 'Chalk up another W!']

To: Eminently Victorious Imperial League
From: Mr. White, foreign affairs officer

Over the last week, the Dominion of Emperor Pudu has pledged their support on multiple fronts, in an extremely military fashion, to the nations of the EVIL organization, one made up of nations little known or concerned of by our Emperor. In doing this the Emperor has brought the Dominion deep into a projected prolonged combat with some of the greatest powers of the world. And still we did not falter. The Emperor and his soldiers pledged their lives to defend this union, and that was the way it remained until two hours previous to this message.

Now, you are alone. The Dominion is revoking all support we had pledged to you, and all forces from all fronts are being recalled. No soldier of the Pudite Emperor will die for you, no supplies will you receive, and no support will you garner from us in the future.

Good day,
Mr. White



OOC: IC'ly I'm not giving reasons, but I do have some, so here they are, so I don't seem like a total dick; the nation of the Armed Republic of the Soviet Bloc, with whom I am on good terms and whose domestic Dat' Pizdy arms I often do business with, has suspended my orders and cut me off for as long as I fight those who are his enemies. So I stopped. I like him more than you, so there. The Dominion is gone...