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SIC:

"You are aware that none of us are Poles...right? A pollock is a Polish person, we are all Germans. Now..." He placed his boot on top of the emperor's head. Druzin was not a small man, he was 6'2" and weighed 220lbs. "Fine, I'm not a real man. I get paid to kill, I get paid to torture. By any means needed, I will do my job. I'm a coward, so what? Isn't any sniper a coward, killing from a distance without giving a man to fight? I am not a sniper, you have a chance to fight. Move around, kick me. Do whatever you want." He began to push down on the Emperor's head. I didn't hear you say 'Thank you Sir, may I have another?' Go ahead, say it."

OOC: Alright, I may just send in some of my elite soldiers to extract the Emperor as this seems like a very hot topic to do as it would seem I am going to reinstall the monarchy.

OOC: Are the Empress's arms free?

IC:

Maree Schavez, the couple's maid of 58, hearing the noise, approached the door and peared under the small 1 inch crack. She saw the Emperor on the floor with several men. She let out a gasp, and ran away as her high heels clicked on the floor. She knew she had to reach the end of the hallway before the men heard her, so she could pull the alarm...

OOC: Alright, I may just send in some of my elite soldiers to extract the Emperor as this seems like a very hot topic to do as it would seem I am going to reinstall the monarchy.

OOC: You do realize that right now the building is surrounded by tanks, the only way you can get into the building is if you have ID, and the emperor is being held hostage...right?

OOC: And? You never removed Palace Staff. They sleep in the palace.

"Name and ID?"

"Uh... 4th Infantry Unit. I guess we don't have a card. Good day then."

"Name and ID?"

"Uh... 4th Infantry Unit. I guess we don't have a card. Good day then."

OOC: What is this referring to? No one can get in without showing a Jaredcohenian guard at the checkpoint...or if they can squeeze through 8 inches of tank clearance without getting a soldier's attention.

It was refering to the refusal for soldiers to be allowed in.

Jared, you have a TG.

OOC: Are the Empress's arms free?

IC:

Maree Schavez, the couple's maid of 58, hearing the noise, approached the door and peared under the small 1 inch crack. She saw the Emperor on the floor with several men. She let out a gasp, and ran away as her high heels clicked on the floor. She knew she had to reach the end of the hallway before the men heard her, so she could pull the alarm...

OOC: Again, what one inch crack? I doubt any door would have a one inch crack anywhere.

OOC: Again, what one inch crack? I doubt any door would have a one inch crack anywhere.

OOC: The one at the bottom? Besides, I believe it is his choice what his doors are like.

OOC: I doubt a palace would have a one inch crack on the bottom, and if it did one would most likely just see two people on the floor and a bunch of feet, not even that.

Even so, it's my castle still. I think that the girl's mom (lives with them) would still miss them... as well as their vast team of servants. People don't just dissapear.

Even so, it's my castle still. I think that the girl's mom (lives with them) would still miss them... as well as their vast team of servants. People don't just dissapear.

OOC: But a one inch gap in a door of a palace is somewhat unbelieveable, especially if the owner is loaded.

SIC:

Druzin was starting to get angry at the uncooperative Monarchs, they had their money but some other spice could've been used. He began to kick the emperor a bit more, moving towards his lower half of the body. While moving, he kicked the emperor's ribs with his boots, his kidneys, and literally kicked the emperor's ass. He went between the emperor's legs to give one final blow. Before turning to organized crime, Druzin played football (soccer nubs) at Sieg University in Zukariaa. In one swift blow, Druzin's foot went from behind him and high to between the legs of Alejandro Vamirez.

IC:

The Emperor cried out, but the noise was not genuine. He was still wearing a cup from playing soccer before bed. When the other kicks hit him, he did feel a great deal of pain- enough to effectively knock him unconscious.

Meanwhile, Ally, pleeded "PLEASE STOP."

Southern Palace Wing, 11:38 P.M. Lorai Time
Ally's mother (who'd come to live with them after her father died) was getting worried. Usually they didn't sleep almost until noon. She approached a Jaredcohenian guard that stood by the palace door checkpoint, and said, worriedly but kindly: "Excuse me, but my daughter and her husband have not risen from bed. Would you please send up a guard to check on them?"

IC:

The Emperor cried out, but the noise was not genuine. He was still wearing a cup from playing soccer before bed. When the other kicks hit him, he did feel a great deal of pain- enough to effectively knock him unconscious.

Meanwhile, Ally, pleeded "PLEASE STOP."

Southern Palace Wing, 11:38 P.M. Lorai Time
Ally's mother (who'd come to live with them after her father died) was getting worried. Usually they didn't sleep almost until noon. She approached a Jaredcohenian guard that stood by the palace door checkpoint, and said, worriedly but kindly: "Excuse me, but my daughter and her husband have not risen from bed. Would you please send up a guard to check on them?"

OOC: Sleeping in a cup would be very uncomfortable, and the pain exerted would be fierce. The cup would most likely split due to the force, and the pain would be extreme.

IC: "Yes, certainly." He picked up his radio that was on his side, radioing a guard inside.

"Eagle to Chincilla...requesting service...over."
SIC:
The voice from the radio came through, one of the guards in the room was Chincilla. "This is Chincilla...what do you need? Over."

"Can you check on the Emperor and Empress? Apparently, the mother of the Empress is out here and wants to check on her. Over."

"She's fine, they're sleeping in today. You know, it's Sunday. Why work? Over."

"My foot hit something." Druzin had kicked men in the cojones before, knowing the extreme pain and being an avid footballer himself. "Heinrich, take off his pants. As gay as it sounds, do it." Heinrich did as he was told, and a jock strap was revealed. "Someone's a sport player, eh?" Druzin noted as he tapped his own groin, revealing a plastic knock. "Heinrich, take off his athletic supporter, will you?"

"I'm not gay."

"Do as you're told, Heinrich." Heinrich followed orders, as disgusting as it was he rubbed his hand against the emperor's thigh, finally removing the cup with haste. "Now, we will repeat that." Again, he swung his leg back. His leg released, heading towards the same region as before.

I'm asking if the Empress of Laquasa Isle can stay in the United Kingdom2 untill the soldiers leave Laquasa.


Signed,
Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth III

I highly doubt anything short of running over a cup with a car would break it. They're meant to endure kicks. I need to know how free the Empress is though...

I highly doubt anything short of running over a cup with a car would break it. They're meant to endure kicks. I need to know how free the Empress is though...

OOC: Her arms and legs are tied up and she's on the floor. Imagine Ronaldihno kicking someone wearing steel toed boots right in the gene factory. I don't think the cup would hold up, and still he'd be injured.

:) This is for the sniper-thing


IC: "STOP! PLEASE STOP!" Ally screamed. The boot hit Alexo right in the area between the buttocks and genitals. He would have some problems fathering another child and have damage to his left testicals. He flinched unconsciously in pain. Ally, who was trying to hide her morning sickness, threw up a small amount on the palace floor and began sobbing.

Meanwhile, her mother was sprinting up the hallways (a hard thing for a women of 60 to do)...

OOC: Mom never was allowed past the checkpoint. :P

SIC:

The Emperor was kicked in the side again, in the area of his ribs. "Tsk, tsk. You cheese eating surrender monkey, don't you know not to throw up on the floor?" Druzin grabbed another garbage can, semi full, at her. "Throw up in here!" He examined the contents of the garbage: tissues, magazine inserts, old makeup canisters...and what was this? "A pregnancy test? So, the little throwup wasn't of disgust, eh? How many months pregnant? Boy, girl, what?" Druzin was somewhat affecionate at this point, unknown to the two being tortured, Druzin's wife recently suffered a miscarriage.

OOC: Mom never was allowed past the checkpoint. :P

SIC:

The Emperor was kicked in the side again, in the area of his ribs. "Tsk, tsk. You cheese eating surrender monkey, don't you know not to throw up on the floor?" Druzin grabbed another garbage can, semi full, at her. "Throw up in here!" He examined the contents of the garbage: tissues, magazine inserts, old makeup canisters...and what was this? "A pregnancy test? So, the little throwup wasn't of disgust, eh? How many months pregnant? Boy, girl, what?" Druzin was somewhat affecionate at this point, unknown to the two being tortured, Druzin's wife recently suffered a miscarriage.

OOC: She lives there. If you decide to suddenly remove her I'll consider it god-mod country.

The girl's only a month or two preggo.


IC:

Ally filled with fear at the discovery of her positive test. She stayed there silent, she tried her best to hide her fear but her expression said otherwise. Her husband flinched and a small trickle of blood slid out of his mouth as he lay there unconsciously. She wondered what to do, if she told him she was pregnant what would he do to the baby? Would he let them go? So she just sat there, tears trickling down her face...

The High Queen was halfway across the palace, she wished the early Emperor's hadn't made it so big. Soon the Kichen came up, and then her room, and several hundred meters down, her daughter's room.

OOC: You said "I think she lives there". Not "she lives there."

SIC:

"I asked you a question, God fucking damnit." He moved over, kicking her in the side. "Now I don't know if you're pregnant. I may be a torturer, but I won't hurt a fucking child. Now answer me." He placed his foot on top of her head. "Yes or no?"

OOC:Sent you a TG Laquasa.

OOC: You said "I think she lives there". Not "she lives there."

SIC:

"I asked you a question, God fucking damnit." He moved over, kicking her in the side. "Now I don't know if you're pregnant. I may be a torturer, but I won't hurt a fucking child. Now answer me." He placed his foot on top of her head. "Yes or no?"

She took the hit, she knew that the baby couldn't be hurt much at this stage.

"Ye... Yes. Please don't hurt my baby." She managed to choke out with her bloody lip.

"I.. I don't know any more than that I'm pregnant. I tested positive about 3 months ago..."

And all the while her mother was sprinting up the halls. She could see the hitchen, 40 feet down was her room, and another 300 feet was her daughter.


OOC:

Replied UK2.

While, she lives there, even if my wording wasn't prescise earlier.

SIC:

"You're lucky." Druzin spoke, with an angry tone. "I know how it feels to lose a child, while I may be a man who tortures other for a living I would never harm a child." He stood up, walking around the bed. "But a full grown man..." He kicked the Emperor again, at his side again. "Went through puberty. Old. Men." The guards came to attention. "Put all of the loot on a cart, get ready to wheel it out. My work seems like it's done."

IC:

Arisa Arabella, the High Queen, who had been looking horrified through the Victorian-Style keyhole (which ran big) into her daughter's room, and signalled down the hall for her chefs (who had been waiting 20 feet down. The Chefs had been called for at the kitchen). She'd witnessed her daughter kicked, and Alexo was beaten heavily and his pants were off. She had stopped by her room to pick up 2 sawn off shotguns and 2 pistols from a safe. The cooks were readied, and she saw the men getting prepared to leave. She prepared an ambush. As soon as the men left, they'd find 4 highly armed men pointing firearms at them. They'd either shoot or turn them in. If they started leaving anothe way, they'd be shot in the backs.

OOC: Jared, check your TGs.

OOC: I don't think this is godmodding, but if it is let me know.

IC:

"You know, I can hear you people outside. I'm not deaf, you think your footsteps are quiet? I mean, someone was running outside before. If that's not silent, than I don't know what is. I'm sure that we can make some negotiations, correct?"

OOC: Do you mind after when you busniess is nearly concluded with the Imperial couple that a few of my top soldiers have managed to track down the two and find you there. In response they come in and fight off your men in the name of innconnce and the Scandinvan Empire. Though I must would that be okay.

OOC: Do you mind after when you busniess is nearly concluded with the Imperial couple that a few of my top soldiers have managed to track down the two and find you there. In response they come in and fight off your men in the name of innconnce and the Scandinvan Empire. Though I must would that be okay.

OOC: Answer this:

What do you mean "business"?
How are you getting into the building?
How are you getting soldiers onto the island?

Also, survey most likely will say No.

>_>

Also, Laquasa-tgs.

OOC: Answer this:

What do you mean "business"?
How are you getting into the building?
How are you getting soldiers onto the island?

Also, survey most likely will say No.

>_>

Also, Laquasa-tgs.OOC:
1. The basic torture and assualt.
2. Using a blow torch to cut open a door, battering ram, or grenade.
3. They are taking a small inflatable boat.

OOC:
1. The basic torture and assualt.
2. Using a blow torch to cut open a door, battering ram, or grenade.
3. They are taking a small inflatable boat.

1: k
2: Blow torch? Buddy, the entire palace is surrounded by tanks and soldiers. You can't get to a door, that and battering ram. If anyone threw a grenade, soldiers would find and shoot the guy.
3: Soldiers taking an inflatable boat from your nation to Laquasa Isle would be a suicide mission. Dropping them off on another boat would most likely have the main boat being picked up by radar or recon airplanes.

No is evident.

1: k
2: Blow torch? Buddy, the entire palace is surrounded by tanks and soldiers. You can't get to a door, that and battering ram. If anyone threw a grenade, soldiers would find and shoot the guy.
3: Soldiers taking an inflatable boat from your nation to Laquasa Isle would be a suicide mission. Dropping them off on another boat would most likely have the main boat being picked up by radar or recon airplanes.

No is evident.OOC: Alright then.

OOC: I don't think this is godmodding, but if it is let me know.

IC:

"You know, I can hear you people outside. I'm not deaf, you think your footsteps are quiet? I mean, someone was running outside before. If that's not silent, than I don't know what is. I'm sure that we can make some negotiations, correct?"

OOC: Over 3,000 people work at the palace. It'd be hardly likely anyone could hear a few people sneaking up to a door. It would be the equivalent of listening for a person sneaking up on you in the mall of america on the day after thanksgiving. I'll approve of the looking outside (and them getting their face blown off), but not that.

TGs answered

OOC: Over 3,000 people work at the palace. It'd be hardly likely anyone could hear a few people sneaking up to a door. It would be the equivalent of listening for a person sneaking up on you in the mall of america on the day after thanksgiving. I'll approve of the looking outside (and them getting their face blown off), but not that.

TGs answered

OOC: I think someone would hear footsteps running and people outside their door. If the people are standing right outside the door, then definitely they'll hear them outside. I doubt the hallways are that big, either. Gimme details, man. Are they significantly large hallways? Are they normal hallways? And also, my guys can always look through the keyhole and see if there's anyone outside :P

These are giant hallways. This occupation is ridiculous. If it is not over in three days as of this post, the rest is IGNORED. Got that?


IC:

"You are to come out with your hands up. You are not to harm my daughter or her husband any farther. On the count of three, my Guards shall open the door. One, Two, Three..."

The door swung open and the guns were trained on the men.

"Drop your weapons. Or we shoot to kill."

OOC: Yeah, I'm sorry you didn't post in three days. My mistake? Not my fault at all, could've been over sooner. So don't blame this on me, I've been on these last three nights-in fact, I've been on every day this week.

IC:

Druzin laughed. "You think I have not had a gun up to my face before? I am a man of business..." The pistol he had taken from the rip in the mattress clicked. "Heinrich, get to the girl and hold a pistol up to her head. Understood?" He nodded his head. "Alright, I'm up for a little negociation" he said as he dropped the pistol he had been holding. "Now, my men will drop their weapons when you drop yours." He walked over to the Emperor, picked him up and propped him down on the bed. "Gunther, you know what to do. Also, I might add. If you fire, you are in violation of the gun laws placed on you by the occupational government. They will storm this place and arrest each and every one of you." He laughed, using the law to his benefit. "Now, are you willing to negociate?"

"Yes. You will leave immediately and not take anything, or I will alert guards. They most likely will help me, I can show them more money than they've ever seen. I'll give you untill three. You will allow my daughter and her husband medical care. You will not harm them any further. I will give you three minutes to think this over."

"No. You will leave immediately, close the door or I will alert the military police of your little arms closet. They must likely will help me, I can show them more money than you can ever dream of. I've been arrested by Jaredcohenian, Whyatican, Rosbani, Zukariaan polices...you name it. You will give me ten minutes and I will be gone, and your daugher and her husband will be allowed proper medical care. Can we reach an understanding?"

"No. You will leave immediately, close the door or I will alert the military police of your little arms closet. They must likely will help me, I can show them more money than you can ever dream of. I've been arrested by Jaredcohenian, Whyatican, Rosbani, Zukariaan polices...you name it. You will give me ten minutes and I will be gone, and your daugher and her husband will be allowed proper medical care. Can we reach an understanding?"

"You may have 10 minutes. I dought you have 1 trillion USD in your family account. You will leave or you will die. "

She and her guards backed out of the room.

"If I may have my privacy?" He said as he shut the door. "She doesn't realize that we do indeed have trillions in the Ivan bank account, does she? Heinrich, get some duct tape."

"Yes, sir." He went through a bag and took out a roll, handing it to Druzin.

Druzin ripped off a piece of duct tape with his mouth, placing it on the keyhole. "Now, Empress..." He said quietly, taking a piece of duct tape off the roll. "You say nothing." Her mouth was taped shut. "What's the status of the Emperor?"

"Critical."

"But not fatal, eh?"

"Afraid not, sir. It's a possibility. Think he'll ever have kids?"

"I really don't think so, he's got that child in her. I hope he does not live to see his first birthday. Just what we need, more guineys on this planet." The men chuckled. "Submerge the Emperor's face in the bathroom toilet, maybe he'll drown. Gunther, that was an order to you." Druzin glanced at his watch, eight minutes left. "Don't get antsy, Grandma. I still got time." Gunther kicked the Emperor's body and dragged it to the bathroom. Before submerging his face in the water, he slapped his face. "Gunther, what the fuck are you doing in there?"

"Nothing, sir."

Druzin then focused his attention on the Empress's dresser that was in the room. "Got any sexy underwear in here? My wife is about your size. Same breast cup. I failed to mention, you do look very sexy crying and screaming. I could've raped you, you know. Right in front of your husband...but that's not something I would do to a mommy, is it? Name it after me." He laughed, and dug through her clothing drawer. "Four minutes left," he giggled. "Ooh, what's this? You got some sexy clothes in this joint." He pocketed some lingerie and a few pairs of panties. "Alright boys, I'd say we're done here. Goodbye, Ally." He sarcastically blew a kiss to her. The guards jumped out of various windows with loot, Gunther and another man died from the fall. Before he took his own jump, "Grandma-we're done!"

... They jumped out of a 5-story window? And survived?

... They jumped out of a 5-story window?

OOC: Three died, and I never stated that they didn't break any limbs :P So yeah.

The door banged open and they rushed to the bathroom and pulled out Alexo. He was breathing. The Chef rushed him to the Palace Hospital. They'd take care of him. Two other chefs, meanwhile, drew their guns. They shot Druzin straight in the shoulderblade and abain in the Achilles tendon. He'd be dead or be totally incapable of moving away from the palace or anywhere again in his life. Ally's mother rushed over to her and tore off her binds.

"What did they do to you? Are you hurt?!"

"I woke up with Alex and they were in the room. They-they ganged up on Alex after tieing him up. They found out I was pregnant-"

"YOU'RE PREGNANT! What did these monsters do next?!"

"They- they didn't harm me- but they-" she began crying-" Almost killed Alexo. Knocked him unconscious, they still didn't stop."

"Come along. We've got to get you to the hospital wing."

She picked up her daughter and walked her to the wing. She then rushed downstairs- taking the elevator, she was now on the first floor. She strode up to the same soldier who refused to help.

"My daughter has been beaten and tortured. The man is outside- he was foolish- like you and your stupid race- and jumped out of the bedroom window. Go and retrieve him. Bring him here, I'll show you more money than you can imagine. If you don't- bad things will happen. My daughter and her husband are in the hospital wing. Bring him there."

She took out three 100,000 USD bills and handed it to the man. She strode off, with a final "There's more where that came from".

Hospital Wing, 3:45 P.M.

The surgeons rushed the Emperor back from his surgery- several tests showed major damage- they'd acted fast.

"How will he be?"

"Not the same- he'll be very healthy eventually, but having children is another story. He's not impotent- but having children will be hard. He might need further surgery."

"What about the rest of the health?"

"His kidneys are damaged. No dought millions will line up to give him a new one. He'll be asleep another few hours."

Hospital Wing, 3:45 P.M.

The surgeons rushed the Emperor back from his surgery- several tests showed major damage- they'd acted fast.

"How will he be?"

"Not the same- he'll be very healthy eventually, but having children is another story. He's not impotent- but having children will be hard. He might need further surgery."

"What about the rest of the health?"

"His kidneys are damaged. No dought millions will line up to give him a new one. He'll be asleep another few hours."

OOC: Imagine Ronaldihno kicked you in the balls wearing a steel toed boot without a cup. His testicles are gone. :P And doesn't Laquasa Isle have a kidney donor list? >_>

IC:

"Calling me a moron makes me least want to help you at all, you don't call someone an asshole then ask them to be buddies. About your 'stupid' remark. I went to university myself on academic scholarship and right now I have a Master's in Physics. I joined the military because I'm in my city's police department and we got called down to be an M.P. The United States ceased making 100,000 dollar bills, and this is hardly a bribe, grandma." He pocketed the money anyways and went back to his post.

Other side of town:

"Fuck!" Druzin broke his left arm, and was in a lot of pain. It was his left arm, and thankfully for him he was a rightie. He struggled anyways to carry the gold and jewels, but eventually made it to his hotel in Lorai.

Any last words? Elections, pulling out, etc.?

Governor Cobalin looked over the horizon, he saw a large number of ships coming. These ships would be used to remove 400,000 men from Laquasa Isle. This was the first pullout, nearly half of the occupational forces were leaving at this point.

He looked down, holding a piece of paper. It was a list, tasks for him to do before he leaves a month later.

Draft up the final terms of departure, hold elections...other things. Earlier in the day he decreed martial law over somewhat, people were walking about the streets. Soldiers still stood on street corners, it would be something that wouldn't change. There would be a military base just outside of Lorai, on the water. It would house a small number of ships and around sixteen hundred soldiers. including planes and what not.

Taking place years after occupation

The Laquasan government had yet to form, no candidate ever appeared for the elections. Cobalin refused to leave the area, staying and beginning to control the lands known as Laquasa Isle for the times after.

The Laquasans, who used to be useless to the people of Jaredcohenia, turned out to make decent slaves. The land was stripmined by the Laquasans for their own good, they did not deserve the land they had lost. Pickaxes dug into the landscape; pulling out gold, silver, uranium, iron, diamonds - anything useful to the Imperium. The 690,000,000 Laquasans worked from 6am to 10pm every day, being fed the flesh and meat of their fallen comrades. Children were forced to work, attrocities committed against women who refused. The government of the Imperium did not endorse the actions of rape and sexual abuse, anyone found guilty was courtmartialed. However, it seemed that this was just a bluff - the government has yet to courtmartial anyone, or find any soldier to convict of sexual accusations. Laquasan citizens were stripped of any rights they had, they were forced to listen to the czar and his minions. After 10pm, women who were found to be attractive were forced to wear lingerie and pose for the soldiers, again the government turning their heads on this. Children born of rape were forced to be raised by the women, the children sent to Jaredcohenia to become soldiers and indentured servants. These children are never told of their Laquasan upbringing, and salute the czar and the Imperium only.

Dissenters were sent to places where they can be dealt with. In former Lorai, now named Laquasan Czarburg, rested the Detention Center. If you were sent to the Detention Center, you never left. Needless surgeries, torture, and rape occured in this building unknown to the federal government. For a female dissenter, it was not uncommon for every orifice of hers to be occupied at one time and more being created. One soldier, who was caught in the act of retinal sex, said he "did it for the lulz." Since then, the soldier has received a pardon due to a lack of evidence. In an act of seeing how blood percent Hydrogen effected their bodies, a doctor removed all of the blood via dialysis of several dissenters and replaced it with 25.5 molar hydrochloric acid. One can assume that these people died quickly. People were taken out of the compound and thrown off of the high cliff peaks near the coastal city, shot at as they fell down the cliff and crashed into the waves breaking into the rocky bottom. In Czar Ferrin's colony, there was no room for dissent.

However, the land was starting to get a tad...useless. All of the gold that could possibly have been found on Laquasa Isle was found in the twenty years since occupation, along with any other sort of metal or substance useful for the Jaredcohenians. The land was dying: the trees were logged, the land mined, all animals killed for food. The Czar's government was now losing money occupying the lifeless isle. The same one hundred Sariel bombers that caused the initial death and destruction to the Laquasan lands returned once more, to carry out the last orders in the occupied island.

"Alright, you fuckers," Major General Sven Abramovich screamed. He was wearing a white, military issue tank top and a pair of camo shorts. The tank top was stained with blood and other bodily fluids, most likely from the Detention Center. He walked over to a mining Laquasan. "You got a fucking cigarette for me?" The Laquasan trembled, shaking as he handed a cigarette out of his pocket to the Major General. Abramovich took out a pack of matches, "where am I going to strike one of these?" He kicked the Laquasan off his feet, the slave's chest towards the Major General. He struck the match on the chest of the Laquasan and used it to light his cigarette. "Orders from the mainland, all personnel are being evacuated immediately. Turns out we're finally leaving this island after all." He took the cigarette out of his mouth, dropping ashes on the face of the Laquasan. "All Laquasans are to report at the capital city immediately." He took the cigarette and placed it on the nipple of the grounded Laquasan, burning him on contact. "So lemme tell you useless fucks again, all Laquasans are to report to Czarburg immediately."

Over time, all Laquasans made it to the capital city. It was around two days since Abramovich told the slaves at his location to report at the capital. In fact, Abramovich's Laquasans were one of the last arrive - them being at the far end of Laquasa Isle. By the time all slaves had arrived, cramming the city streets with an awful smell that could only be a scent of feces, sweat, and blood; all Jaredcohenians had left. Abramovich's transport plane had flown past the one hundred Sariel bombers, heading towards former Lorai. They held napalm bombs and other conventional 'fun' bombs, flying above the city to drop them. The fire from the city of Czarburg was a sight for the three hundred air force personnel above, for a person on the land the screams of the burning people would be enough to make a chill run down their spines. It could be assumed that some Laquasans would escape from the napalm, but eventually they would die in the unforgiving landscape.

To the Jaredcohenian people, every Laquasan citizen in the area had perished. In twenty years, seven hundred fifty million people gave their lives for the preservation of mankind. The nation of Laquasa Isle had finally been liberated.