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The Blubs prepare the next stroke.. (MT Open)

Blub Empire
28-01-2007, 21:23
Central Blubland, Kurita Proving Grounds (Area 52)

Somewhere deep in central Blubland, the KPGs had provided a remote area for the Blub Army to conduct their wargames and manuvers. Closed off to the public, the Kurita Proving Grounds covered a vast stretch of desert and small mountains. Pre-fabricated cities dotted the terrain, uninhabited of course for MOUT training. Decoy bunkers were occasionally used as targets, and a network of trenches covered several acres of territory in the north-western corner of Area 52.

General Fluffle stood on the side of a dusty road, several pock-marked prefab buildings standing behind him as he conducted an interview with the Blubland press.

"General, you say that the Army has been conducting wargames out here ever since the naval battle with Hataria. What is the purpose?"

General Fluffle adjusted his helmet, "Well, the loss at Leyte proved several things. One of which was that we were undertrained for warfare in the real world. Our lack of numbers and organization contributed to the defeat also."

Another reporter thrust a microphone forward, "Can you tell us anything about the types of wargames going on now?"

Fluffle shook his head, "No. Disclosing the nature of these exercises might give away the next step in our planning." He turned, gestured at a column of M1A3BL Abrams tanks rolling up the road towards them, "Lets just say.. our soldiers are improving every day, and the level of professionalism and discipline that I'm seeing will make our country proud."

Just about then, flying along at nearly 70 miles per hour, the tank column passed by. Crew members in the open hatches cheered wildly at the crowd of reporters.

"GET SOME!"

"Hi mom!"

"Remember Dee City!"

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Rosanica
29-01-2007, 01:29
Super Happy Fun Command Bunker Yah! ^ . ^

The Rosian Defence Council was once again assembled. Representing the Naval side of the Rosian Military was Grand Fleet Admiral Alexander Lerxt. A blonde man who should've been a German fetish model, he rules the waves... or at least keeps them sane. In charge of all land operation was Grand Marshall Frederick von Hattensberg II (the son of the former President), he was one of the few remaining liberal imperialists and sometimes advocated wars with those who even looked at the Republic the wrong way. But, he was competant so there was really no reason to hate him.

And then we have aerospace defence. Commander Ronaldo Charles headed the relatively small air defence and extra-terrestrial defence wing of the Republic. Very small. Like, not that important small. But! it was still a wing of the Rosian military and alas he was an equal and would be heard.

And lastly we have the most important man. His name was Nigel Pert. Grand Marshall Nigel Pert. He was the Minister of Defence and thus headed the Republic's... defence. That was rather redundant. Anywho these four men decided to meet and discuss a subject of importance today. In the Super Happy Fun Secret Command Bunker Yah! ^.^ no less. How did it look like? Okay you seen Dr. Strangelove? Then you know how it looks like.

Nigel Pert coughed. "Good evening gentlemen." He said. "I have called this important meeting for one reason. Let Ronaldo explain."

Ronaldo takes out a folder and some random pictures. "As you can see in this picture, this picture, this picture, and this... no that's my wedding night. Sorry about that." Nevermind that, whistle inconspicuously, etc etc. "Anywho, the Blub Empire is mobilizing. Usually when a nation mobilizes we don't quite care out right hm?"

"Indeed." All three said.

"Now." Ronaldo continued. "This is important because... they're little green gooey things. Strange goeey things. They scare me." He paused. "They might be mobilizing for war, or, it might be just a wargame?"

Nigel Pert nodded. "Thank you, suggestions?"

Frederick coughed. "Well..." He said. "WAR! BURN THEIR WOMEN AND CHILDREN. NO LET'S EAT THEM. FOR THE GREATER GLORY OF THE SEVEN CITIES OF THE ROSIAN EMPIRE. KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL." He paused. "That's just me."

Nigel Pert rolled his eyes. At least it's the Assembly that decides if there's war or not. This is only a recommendation... He paused. I should speak now.

But lo, he didn't. Alexander spoke instead. "Can't we just ask them...?"

Nigel Pert looked at Alexander. "... shut up you. I never get to use the giant plasma screens. Anywho this seems the most obvious suggestion, those who agree?"

They all agreed.

Nigel Pert nodded. "Wonderful, let's see what's on. Ooooh football. In the European sense, because we're European."

Presidential Villa, City of Rose

Sergei was doing nothing and acting all Presidential like when a folder was given to him by one of the random lackeys, I mean interns. He opened it and it read as such.

To: Mr. President Sergei Ilyanov
From: The Defence Council of the Republic

It is our recommendation that you query the Blub Empire of their recent mobilization. It is our theory that it is merely a wargame, but, them being little green things, you should ask. Oh and the whole recent Hataria war is important too. But who cares.

Sergei shrugged. "I'll send this to Gary, cutting into my WoW time... CLEANSING FIRE, CLEANSING FIRE. ATTACK MAGE ATTACK AGH."

Gary also read the document. He was slightly angered because Sergei was too lazy to do it but screw him, he'll do it, might make him President one day hm?

To: The Blub Empire
From: The Rosian Ministry of Foreign Affairs

The Republic noticed that there is high level military activity occuring within
your land. This has us worried, therefore we must query what is going on. So,
errm... what's going on?

Gary Lee Weinhab
Minister of Foreign Affairs

The telegram was sent to the Blubby version of their Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He would wait, and put the President at ease... or at least make him say "k" while he kills some random Orc.

(This is just a really fancy tag post and I'm wondering if I could join the wargame >.> Granted my posts might be sporadic so errm... please?)
Hataria
29-01-2007, 02:04
The Hatarian Imperial SpyNet was keeping an eye on The Blubs, even after The War ended. Hatarian Imperial Spies, dressed as Fishermen from Liberty Island (a TFU Territory) were lissening in on Blub secert Transmissions and a few Hatarian Spies were even near what the Blubs called area 52.

How The Spies came to Blubland was that they came by Ship, TFU style Fishing Boats that were refueling at Dee City. This was a Good way to hide a few Spies, since TFU was not a enemy of The Blub Empire.

and The perfect way to get in to Blubland.
Blub Empire
29-01-2007, 03:30
Blub City, Blubland

At the Capital Building, a few military police types sat in an office outside of Prime Minister Blubble's main chambers. One of the security officers was clicking his mouse furiously and scowling at the computer screen infront of him. "Damnit! What's wrong with this paladin? He's spamming some stupid 'Cleansing fire' macro and yelling at me to attack. Like.. HELLO NOOB! I'm out of mana. This damn hunter keeps pulling before we're ready."

The other security officer shook his head then reached over to the fax machine as it spat out a sheet of paper. "Hey, the Rosanicans are friendly, right?"

"STUPID NOOB PALADIN!"

"... Right. I'll be back in a minute." He hopped down from his swivel chair and entered Blubble's office.

A few minutes later...

To: The Rosanicans
From: The Blubs
Greetings, friends. We see that you are curious about what is occuring with our military. Recently, we have recieved a lot of foreign aid. As such, our total military has expanded from just under 800,000 to more than 7 million. This of course includes sailors and airmen.

And so, we have a lot of raw recruits that need to be trained up. We are putting the latest crop of new recruits through the Kurita Proving Grounds. We would like to invite you to participate in these wargames.

*encoded attachment*
Blub Empire
29-01-2007, 03:34
The Hatarian Imperial SpyNet was keeping an eye on The Blubs, even after The War ended. Hatarian Imperial Spies, dressed as Fishermen from Liberty Island (a TFU Territory) were lissening in on Blub secert Transmissions and a few Hatarian Spies were even near what the Blubs called area 52.

How The Spies came to Blubland was that they came by Ship, TFU style Fishing Boats that were refueling at Dee City. This was a Good way to hide a few Spies, since TFU was not a enemy of The Blub Empire.

and The perfect way to get in to Blubland.

The Hatarians would find Blubland to be pretty strange at first. They enjoy rounded structures, most of the homes looking like multi-story huts of a sort. However, the business buildings are built on modern basis. Skyscrapers and block-based architecture.

The Hatarian spies are some of only a FEW human beings in central Blubland. 90% of the tourism takes place on Blubland's beaches and warmer northern climates.
Skgorria
29-01-2007, 12:51
The Blubs would also find themselves taking delivery of a VERY large amount of military equipment courtesy of Skgorria. A small note was attached to the helm of one of the ships.

Enjoy

( http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=435395&page=85 , see posts 1265 and 1268)
Blub Empire
29-01-2007, 17:22
The Blubs would also find themselves taking delivery of a VERY large amount of military equipment courtesy of Skgorria. A small note was attached to the helm of one of the ships.

Enjoy

( http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=435395&page=85 , see posts 1265 and 1268)

OOC: Woohoo!

IC:

The Blubs were amazed by this gesture. Rather than responding with mere words, a trip to Skgorria was scheduled by the Happy Brigade. A troop of several hundred young Blubs who work closely with the BSO (Blub Special Operations) to keep troops entertained. These Blubs of the Happy Brigade would preform for the government of Skgorria, singing, dancing, tumbling and all sorts of plesant shows.
Skgorria
29-01-2007, 17:43
OOC: Nothing like almost half a trillion dollars worth of kit to make you smile eh? :D

IC:

The Blubs of Happy Brigade were met with a large reception, with many Skgorrian citizens brandishing flags bearing various Blub insignia. The citizenry and leadership highly respected the Blubs for their brave assault upon Hataria, considering them far more worthy than various groups of human.

In addition, the leader of the Skgorrian special forces in Blubland promised that his troops would remain as long as necessary to train the BSO.
Rosanica
29-01-2007, 20:24
Presidential Villa, City of Rose

Sergei was going on his WoW binge.... "AAH. KILL KILL KILL OH NOES. NO!!! CLEANSING FIRE CLEANSING FIRE CLEANSING FIRE. ... when an email came. It was the Blub response. He decided to log out since, you know, matters of national state mattered more. GTG he typed as he logged out, gosh they might get pissed.

Sergei read it. He raised his brow. "... ah I see what's going on. Clever little green thingers, I'm going to pass this to Nigel as well as a note..." He paused. "I need money."

Ministry of Defence, City of Rose

The Ministry of Defence was a large building, some might say, imposing. Well, at least in Rosian terms. Rosian architecture is all pretty and whatnot and this was just like a BRICK TOWER OF DOOM just standing there surrounded by prettier Government buildings, like the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Nigel headed the military from this spot and today he would get a fancy letter.

He was sitting on his own fancy chair and desk when all of a sudden, a folder got delivered to him. He looked at it, it had the seal... of importantness. To be opened immediately, it said.

And so he did.

To: Nigel Pert
From: President Sergei Ilyanov

You are to send a small fleet towards the Blub mainland. You are to help train their Naval forces, also, you are to owe me fifty Roses for that bet. I told you the Roskan Unicorns would beat the Eltengradite Horns but no you didn't believe me but there you go... anywho, do what you're told. Oh and get the tutu, you lost remember?

Nigel sighed. "Cursed tutu..." He mumbled to himself.

The Ocean

"We come from the land of the ice and snow, from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow!!!"

The 32nd Rosian Fleet was the nearest fleet near the Empire. It was a small fleet, 25 ships... the smallest a Rosian fleet can be actually. The Admiral in charge of this fleet was a Mr. Johann Mattensburg. He was an eccentric like most Rosians were, his?

"On we sweep, with threshing oar, our only goal will be the Blubite shore!"

He had an obsession with... getting the Led out. That's putting it lightly. He's gone to every tour, even though he wasn't old enough to go... and stuff. But it's true it's true! He used time travel, see. Anywho he looked like a normal un-assuming man... if you ignored the fact that he was hi atop his carrier (the RNS Stairway) with a large flowing cape of purpleness... and satins.

Satins.

Other then that he was a competant man. He wouldn't let his precious fleet down, especially since it was for Rosian honour, with a u! Granted it was only a wargame.

But still.

Meanwhile, while the Admiral was flailing his arms singing Black Dog from the top of his lungs, a message was sent.

To: The Blub Empire
From: The 32nd Rosian Fleet

We are here to help you test your Naval capacity. Aka, wargame. We have
the needed electronics to re-enact a battle due to the fact that... actually
I have no idea why. Anywho, please respond either via a message or a cannon shot.

The fleet, which was arranged like with frigates in the front and the bigger ships in the center, was waiting, and stuff.
Blub Empire
31-01-2007, 05:57
OOC: For the sake of expediency.. we're not going to directly RP the wargames Ros. But they do occur.

Hataria, note this new thread: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=516501