NationStates Jolt Archive

The capital city of Isidor was located in the northwestern peninsula of No Taxes, about 300 miles from the coast. It was a large city, numbering right around 15 million inhabitants. This was not to mention the numerous suburbs and slums that wrapped around the city. Yet despite its great size, the city itself was not very grand. The numerous factories and cars of the city, made it a smog-choked giving the buildings a dreary look. The massive Ajit slums on the eastern side of the city were home to nearly 3 million people, all living below the poverty line and with little electricity or running water. Their lives were bleak and hopeless, filled with the monotony of slow decay. On the other side of the city business thrived and the rich elite drove around in chaffeured limos. Yet even there decay was in the air. Isidor was like a mammoth, slowly killing itself with its massive weight.

However, despite all this, Isidor was the capital of No Taxes and both the Bundestag and Bundesrat were housed there. Many giant corporations also had their headquarters in the city and it was home to one of the largest nuclear power plants in the world, the Harshal Plant. Producing 2000 MW of power, it provided power for a good part of the city. The designers of it had been cutting costs, though and it was built without a conventional containment building. On top of that it was situated right near the heart of the city. Security had also never been that tight because of the effort to cut costs. The designers had never imagined that anyone could want mess with a huge nuclear power plant in the middle of a huge city. It remained to be seen if their cost-cutting strategy would work out...

Several Months Ago, Vantaxia

"Your orders are simple. Cross the channel and go to the city of Isidor. Rent an apartment at 4043 Isidor Street, the fifteenth room on the third floor. Search the matress and you will find your next instructions." Tygra Pyroband told the operatives, "FOR THE HUNT!"

"FOR THE HUNT!" The five Hunter operatives responded.

Several Months Ago, Isidor, No Taxes

The operatives had done as they were told, using the money they had been given to rent the room. They immediantly searched the matress and found their next instructions:

Get a job at the nuclear power plant in this city. Wait until you can get to a high enough position and then you're to blow the place with the power they have there.

Following were instructions for how to do so.

The Hunters did as they were told and got jobs at the plant.

Present

The five men were where they needed to be. The control room. Four of them, Roderick, Alexander, Michael, and Andrew, pulled out pistols and started firing at the technicians, causing a panic. The technicians ran out of the room, and the four gunmen barricaded the entrances. Meanwhile, Adolf had approached the controls and was setting all electric locks to lock. He then toggled with the controls, going through five passwords, until he got the reactor to do what he wanted. Nuclear meltdown in a matter of seconds.

Isidor, No Taxes
In an instant thousands of lives were suddenly lost. The shockwave coming from the Harshal Plant, hit the nearby buildings in less than a second. Those close to the plant didn't even have time to blink, before they died. The nearby skycrapers that weren't completely obliterated fell over as their supports collapsed. A domino effect happened with several and thousands of people walking on the streets were crushed by the falling buildings. Members of both the Parliamentary houses were killed as the capitol building was utterly destroyed. In the first few moments after the attack, those who survived stood frozen in shock, but gradually chaos begin to ensue.

It was the middle of winter, with temperatures hovering right around -15 degrees Celsius and with the nuclear power plant gone, almost all of Isidor's power supply was gone, leaving people with no heat. Not to mention all the radiation released by the explosion. Luckily the prevailing winds were coming from the southwest so some of the radiation would be blown out to sea. However, the entire area would be contaminated for hundreds of years.

Deprived of even the most basic services the city went berserk. Isidor was dependent on food shipments from other provinces, especially at this time of year, and there was a massive amount of looting as people fought desperately over food and water supplies. Guns were already widespread in No Taxes, and they were put to good use as armed gangs roamed the city. Some of the poorer residents seized the moment to exact their own revenge on their wealthier neighbors. Reduced to a primitive state man showed itself in its worst form with rape and murder taking place all over the city. And with a blizzard hitting the city that night, the situation could only get worse.

Spiridon, No Taxes
While, this was happening the Chancellor of No Taxes, Vitaliy Friedhelm was hundreds of miles away, in Spiridon, having a meeting with several prominent corporations. In the middle of it, an aide walked in and whispered in his ear, "Um, Sir, there has been an attack in Isidor. Someone infiltrated the nuclear power plant and there was a meltdown. The blast hit the city hard and," the aide sighed deeply before continuing, "initial estimates are that it killed at least 100,000 people. And without any power, water or food it is rapidly going to become a major crisis. The radiation has contaminated the entire area. And the entire Parliament was wiped out along with the Prime Minister. They were holding a vote and the explosion destroyed the Bundestag."

Vitaliy sat still for several seconds, too horrified to do anything. After his thoughts had returned he replied in a shaky voice, "Send word to General Cadell. Tell him to send several Army divisions in to Isidor, to evacuate as many survivors as possible. Also, ask him to see about getting supplies in there, especially blankets. If they don't get help soon they will freeze."

By now, the people he was meeting with had puzzled looks on their faces. In response to their queries he said very quietly, "There has been an attack and I apologize, but I must go."

Leaving the meeting he made a promise to himself to bring the people who had done this to justice, no matter what the cost.

Present Day, Isidor, No Taxes

Themba Dakarai had just gotten to Isidor from a flight at Super City International in the Democratic Elective Monarchy. This was his first time in No Taxes, and his impressions of the capital city were mainly neutral at most. His first thought when he emerged from the Air Maraque flight was this is definitely not what I expected.

He hailed a taxi at the airport, and was finally on his way to the hotel, where his wife had checked into two days earlier. As the taxi sped through the city, he couldn't help but notice how unsubstantial the city was, for being the capital of the nation. It's rather polluted, was all he could muster. The various slums the taxi driver went through quite frankly scared Themba half to death as he now had a new appreciation for the slums back in Super City, which looked like Paradise on Earth compared to the horrible sights he was seeing outside the window of the taxi.

Once at the hotel, Themba felt relieved that he had finally made it to a more safe looking part of the city, and walked inside the hotel, which was one of the finest in all of the gloomy city. He finally made it to the room and met his wife... only to die moments later.

"Oi! Over here!" screamed a scientist as the readings of radiation over Devaraja went of the charts.

"Bloodee Maree! Call the Governor!"

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Ministry Of Foregin Affairs


TO: No Taxes
FROM: Roma Foreign Ministry

We are detecting an incredibly high radiation over your nation! Explain this immediately.

Good Day,
Signed,
Antonio Gordivici
Antonio Gordivici
Minister of Foreign Affairs

"...3,2,1, You're on," said the cameraman.

Vitaliy looked at the camera and prepared to speak knowing that billions would be watching, "Good evening, citizens of No Taxes. You may be wondering why your normal television shows were interrupted, but I come to you tonight with the worst of news. Earlier today at exactly 11:38 AM, terrorists infiltrated the Harshal Nuclear Power Plant in Isidor. They were able to cause a nuclear meltdown, with devastating effects. I will spare you the gruesome details, but over 100,000 people have died. If you are anywhere near Isidor, I suggest you move south away from the radiation. I have ordered several Army Divisions to help evacuate the survivors and bring supplies, but they can only do so much. I have also sent word to other countries for aid, and hope that they will send it. Tomorrow will be a day of National Mourning, so please set aside time in your day to remember the victims. But above all do not despair and panic. We will rise again from this and above all I promise you that these mass murderers will be brought to justice, whatever the cost. Goodbye and Goodnight."

"Oi! Over here!" screamed a scientist as the readings of radiation over Devaraja went of the charts.

"Bloodee Maree! Call the Governor!"

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Ministry Of Foregin Affairs


TO: No Taxes
FROM: Roma Foreign Ministry

We are detecting an incredibly high radiation over your nation! Explain this immediately.

Good Day,
Signed,
Antonio Gordivici
Antonio Gordivici
Minister of Foreign Affairs
To: Roma Foreign Ministry
From: No Taxes Foreign Ministry

Terrorists infiltrated one of our nuclear power plants and caused a nuclear meltdown. It has already killed over 100,000 people and the rest of the city is without power and water with a blizzard coming in. Please if you can send any aid we would be most thankful. Also, any information you have about who the terrorists are would be most helpful.

Thank you,
Vsevolod Aleksandr
Foreign Minister of No Taxes

(The same message was sent out to every other government on the continent of Devaraja.)

All across Deveraja every television channel, radio frequency, phone line (mobile and non), and computer speaker emitted the same message. A commanding voice, more hypnotic then a snake's eyes to a mouse, spoke a dark message:

"People of Deveraja, do not be alarmed. Or be alarmed, I don't care. The sinful city of Isidor, capital of the sinful nation of No Taxes, has been eleminated by my godly flame. It will not be the first. All of you sinners will perish. Now, my fellow Hunters, strike and kill, for the time has come. FOR THE HUNT!"

Nations that bothered to trace the message would find that it was coming from a small island in the Vantaxia-No Taxes channel.

Super City, Maraque

BREAKING NEWS BRIEF.

News reports from No Taxes have just revealed that a nuclear meltdown has just occured within the city of Isidor. Preliminary estimates place the dead at 100,000 or more, and the entire city's water and electricity lines have been shut down.

More as this story develops. We now bring you back to Queer Eye for the Lazy Straight Guy: Super City Edition.

To: Roma Foreign Ministry
From: No Taxes Foreign Ministry

Terrorists infiltrated one of our nuclear power plants and caused a nuclear meltdown. It has already killed over 100,000 people and the rest of the city is without power and water with a blizzard coming in. Please if you can send any aid we would be most thankful. Also, any information you have about who the terrorists are would be most helpful.

Thank you,
Vsevolod Aleksandr
Foreign Minister of No Taxes

(The same message was sent out to every other government on the continent of Devaraja.)

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Ministry Of Foregin Affairs


TO: No Taxes Foreign Ministry
FROM: Roma Foreign Ministry

We are sorry for previous insympathy. We donate 5 billion to reconstruction efforts, and ask to dispatch men to rebuild. Our Intelligence Forces are working around the clock, and Nuevo Italia is preparing to declare war on these terrorists.

Good Day,
[FONT="Courier New"]Signed,
Antonia Gordivici
Antonio Gordivici
Minister of Foreign Affairs

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Ministry Of Foregin Affairs


TO: The World
FROM: Roma Foreign Ministry

It is with a heavy heart and a vengence in our eyes that we declare war on the terrorist group hereby reffered to as "The Hunt" which is responsible for the destruction of Isodir. This radiation is expected to spike cancer in the Nuevo Sicilian province up 20%.

Good Day,
Signed,
Antonio Gordivici
Antonio Gordivici
Minister of Foreign Affairs

All across Deveraja every television channel, radio frequency, phone line (mobile and non), and computer speaker emitted the same message. A commanding voice, more hypnotic then a snake's eyes to a mouse, spoke a dark message:

"People of Deveraja, do not be alarmed. Or be alarmed, I don't care. The sinful city of Isidor, capital of the sinful nation of No Taxes, has been eleminated by my godly flame. It will not be the first. All of you sinners will perish. Now, my fellow Hunters, strike and kill, for the time has come. FOR THE HUNT!"

Nations that bothered to trace the message would find that it was coming from a small island in the Vantaxia-No Taxes channel.
As soon as the message was picked up in No Taxes, it was traced back to a small island near the Vontanas province of Vantaxia. It had been believed that the island was uninhabitated, but apparently it wasn't. Upon receiving the news, the Chancellor ordered a recon mission of the island and two squadrons of F/A 32 Dogma Fighter Jets took off from Wenzel Air Force Base, armed with weapons, flying in low towards the island. They had orders not to engage, but the pilots were so enraged by the attacks that they were going to attack anything they saw on the island.

(OOC: So this is not your main island?)

Grand Imperial Palace, Super City

Press Conference

Earlier today, our friends in the country of No Taxes were attacked by an evil force of nature called The Hunters. These vile and disgusting people infiltrated a scarcely protected nuclear power plant in the capital Isidor and murdered more than 100,000 innocents, including Maraquean citizens.

These people think they can cause havoc and destruction across Devaraja, but this is hardly the case. These people will be stopped. They will be stopped because they must be shown that they cannot instill fear in the Devarajan people. As such, I hereby declare The Hunters a sworn enemy of the Democratic Elective Monarchy.

As for No Taxes, I have allocated approximately $20 billion Universal Standard Dollars to help reconstruction efforts and to help contain fallout. As well, I extend to the No Taxian people the option to flee No Taxes and come across the border to Maraque. You are welcomed here for as long as you may need to be, and please anyone thinking about it do not hesitate to cross the border; it will remain open throughout this horrific period.

As well, I have approved the mobilization of peace keepers, doctors, nurses, and other medical supplies to No Taxes, and these vital necessities should arrive within the next five hours.

-end of Lord Governor's speech-

Official Diplomatic Telegram:
To: Devarajan Nations
From: Vantanas

It is with fear we announce that the terrorist organization that launched the deadly nuclear attack on Isidor, No Taxes was the Hunters. A quick search in our supercomputer databases reveales that the Hunters were once part of the Nazi movement, but left because they saw the movement as to "liberal". I shudder to think what they will do next. Also, their leader is part of a fallen house of monarchs, the House of Pyrobane, his name is Tygra Pyrobane.
-Emperor Starrus I

OOC: Double post cuz I'm playing two very different organizations. To No Taxes: Yes, it's not my main island.

IC:

The No Taxes planes that went to the small island would find that it was dominated by a house sized building. No boats were near by. Perhaps the message was sent automatically from another source?

Official Statement of the No Taxes Foreign Ministry
We thank all the nations that have sent us aid and we thank Vontanas for the information they gave us. We are currently readying for military action against this group and are preparing to invade the small island on which they are based.

Liechtenburg, Wolfenburg

Governor Robert Fallsten was listened to the terrorists message while watching the news. He already ordered the state's militia, the Volksjaegers to be on stand by. The Federal government had sent some units to the state to aid in defense. Brydog had experence with terrorism during the Yassia Civil War, which lasted from 1954-2000. This was the first time that the Brydog homeland was threaten with a terrorist action but Wolfenburg was ready.

Open Message To Nations of Devaraja

Satellite images from space have revealed a moderately sized building on the island in the Vantaxia-No Taxes channel. This is an important development and we thought we'd disclose our findings.

DNN (Devaraja News Network)

Hunters Strike, Vantaxia Falls!

"Breaking news! The militant terrorist organization known simply as the Hunters has struck out at the Vantanian province of Vantaxia! The terrorists briefly took the entire province, before the Provincial Guard took back the eastern third of the island. The Governor is the only surviving politician from the Province of Vantaxia! Hunter leader Tygra Pyrobane has announced that this is only the beggining of the Crusade against Deverajan infidels." the news anchor said.

"Meanwhile, todays weather is sunny with a 90% of clouds..."

TO: Vontanas
FROM: Maraque

We request permission to fly military aircraft into Vantaxian waters and drop a team of military personnel on the uninhabited island to hunt down the terrorists that have destroyed Isidor.

Please get back to us ASAP.

Signed,
Lord Governor Jovan S. Norris

TO: No Taxes
FROM: Maraque

We would like to request permission to use one of your military bases on the coast near Vantaxia to execute a military operation to deploy a team of Elite Guard troops onto the uninhabited island the signal from The Hunters came from.

Please respond ASAP.

Signed,
Lord Governor Jovan S. Norris

TO: Vontanas
FROM: Maraque

We request permission to fly military aircraft into Vantaxian waters and drop a team of military personnel on the uninhabited island to hunt down the terrorists that have destroyed Isidor.

Please get back to us ASAP.

Signed,
Lord Governor Jovan S. Norris

TO: No Taxes
FROM: Maraque

We would like to request permission to use one of your military bases on the coast near Vantaxia to execute a military operation to deploy a team of Elite Guard troops onto the uninhabited island the signal from The Hunters came from.

Please respond ASAP.

Signed,
Lord Governor Jovan S. Norris
To: Maraque
From: No Taxes

Of course, that will be allowed. Although, several of our planes flying over the island reported that it was abandoned. It appears that the terrorists have moved somewhere else.

Vsevolod Aleksandr
Foreign Minister of No Taxes

TO: Vontanas
FROM: Maraque

We request permission to fly military aircraft into Vantaxian waters and drop a team of military personnel on the uninhabited island to hunt down the terrorists that have destroyed Isidor.

Please get back to us ASAP.

Signed,
Lord Governor Jovan S. Norris


Is it really necessary? The Hunters take more then half of our island, and you want to do this? You may proceed, but if you want to strike the Hunters, it should be on the main island, which you have authority to attack.

To All Devarajan Nations:

The Hunters have taken our islands, and our provincial garrison cannot hold them forever. The rest of the Democratic Empire cannot get military support to Vantaxia for sometime. We ask all able nations to strike down these Hunters once and for all.

No Taxes Military Base

The plan had changed; instead of dropping troops down upon the uninhabited island, they would go to Vantaxia instead.

Five Maraquean military planes took off, each carrying 50 Imperial Elite Guard soldiers ready to take out The Hunters that took control of Vantaxia. They would arrive in 45 minutes time, sky dive on land still under Vontanas control, and then march into the lands that were controlled by The Hunters.

-Republican Palace, Lucanius, RMoG-

"My leige, there seems to be a bit of a problem." an aide said to King Andrei. The king looked at him with a wary eye and asked him what was wrong.

"Well, it appears that a group of Terrorists enacted a Nuclear Power-Plant to Meltdown in No Taxes. The rest of the Continent seems to be in an Uproar. IT would also appear that the terrorist have been identified, a Splinter Group from the Nazis." The Aide said. The King's face grew grim. He thought for a minute and then answered his aide.

"Well, I suppose our allies will need supplies. Considering it's about -15C there, send them blankets, food, medical supplies. Whatever they need, give them. No charge, because I don't want a repeat incident of last weeks Charity Affair." The King Said. The Aide bowed and made his leave.

-Diplomatic Communique To No Taxes-

Greetings

We have heard of your plight. The Nuclear Meltdown and subsequent loss of power must be damning to your nation. We understand that many people in that region were left power-less and as a result many of them are freezing. We don't like to see this kind of torture on anybody. So we will be sending, via Military Cargo Planes the following, free of course.

3,000 Tons of Blankets
1,500 Tons of Wheat Food Stuffs
1,350 Tons of Corn Food Stuffs
800 Tons of Medical Supplies
As well as other various items.

We will also be putting our intelligence agencies on high alert. We do not wish for this to happen every again. If we have any information we will gladly give it to you.

Sincerely
King Andrei Kleinheart

Over the No Taxes-Vantaxian Channel
The fighters were disappointed to see the island abandoned and returned back to base with the news.

Outskirts of Isidor, No Taxes
Vivek Savitr was still in shock. A private in the 52nd Infantry Division stationed only 10 miles from Isidor, he had heard the explosions. Now he was riding in the back of a truck with the rest of his company. They were all putting their haz-mat suits on and were preparing to restore order the city. As they got closer to the city, he began to smell a stench on the air.

The sergeant noticed his disgust and said, "That's the smell of human corpses. The only good thing this cold does is to keep the stench down."

Entering the city, they got out of the trucks and moved in on foot. They were soon greeted by a horrific sight. The corpses of a mother and her children, were lying on the side of the street, frozen solid. Vivek fought down the urge to vomit, but several of his friends were not as strong. The wind increased in ferocity and the snow now seemed to be coming down sideways. Vivek could not see more than 10 feet in front of him and so when he heard the firing of a gun, he had no idea where it came from. Several shots later and almost the entire platoon was down.

Suddenly of voice called out of the snow, "We have you surrounded and can easily kill the rest of you. Put down your weapons and raise your arms above your heads."

Having no choice but to comply, he did as was told and several figures also dressed in radiation suits came out of the snow. They had G36E Rifles which were standard No Taxes Army equipment.

"This area is now under the jurisdiction of the Divine Lord. He hath inflicted Divine Retribution on this area and we are here to enforce his word," preached one of the assailants.

'What the hell?' thought Vivek, "Are you all the assholes who did this?"

"The Lord hath inflicted punishment on this area of sinners, we are merely his servants. To quote the Holy Book, 'Then the Lord rained on Sodom and Gomorrah sulfur and fire from the Lord out of heaven; and he overthrew those cities, and all the Plain, and all the inhabitants of the cities, and what grew on the ground.' We have come to set up a new kingdom in the image of the lord. All the sinners shall burn in hell." And with that they grabbed Vivek and held him while his throat was slit and the image of a cross was cut into his chest.

Spiridon, No Taxes
Vitaliy sat slumped at his desk. He was taking a short break from work, since he had been up all night, when he got a call from General Cadell.

"Hello, sir. I hate to be the carrier of even more bad news, but we have been attacked in Isidor."

"You have got to be kidding me."

"I am afraid not sir. We sent in the 52nd, 53rd and 54th Infantry Divisions into Isidor as you know and they have reported being attacked by a group calling themselves the "Divine Kingdom of the Lord", a fundamentalist Christian group. They have seized the nearby armory and even worse General Anatoliy Cecilio, commander of the 11th Army, has mutinied and joined the rebels. That would give the rebels control of a semircircle worth of territory, extending north from Isidor. I am sending in my other units, but the blizzard is making conditions horrible. I hate to think what is happening to everyone in Isidor."

"Shit. Okay, well I will order the mobilization of the rest of the army. Until we get reinforcements up there, just try and contain the rebels."

"Okay, Goodbye, Sir."

"Goodbye"

Why me, thought Vitaliy?

OOC: No Taxes: Who are the people surrounding Isidor? Would they ally with the Hunters?

IC:

Two No Taxian citizens, undercover Hunter agents, had been preaching their message of hatred for five years. Telling their flock that they were better. The government had held them down by sheer numbers. That they could do whatever they wanted to the infedels. Converting them. And now that their capital, a symbol of the government, their flock was uproaring. Ready to fight for what they believed was right.

OOC: No Taxes: Who are the people surrounding Isidor? Would they ally with the Hunters?

IC:

Two No Taxian citizens, undercover Hunter agents, had been preaching their message of hatred for five years. Telling their flock that they were better. The government had held them down by sheer numbers. That they could do whatever they wanted to the infedels. Converting them. And now that their capital, a symbol of the government, their flock was uproaring. Ready to fight for what they believed was right.
OOC: Probably not, they are a radical Christian group that wants to kill all the sinners (everyone who is not part of their group) and since they believed that the meltdown was caused by god they wouldn't like other people telling them differently.

Over Vontanas controlled Vantaxia

The planes had finally arrived and were flying over friendly territory as the hatches opened and the soldiers began to jump out, one by one.

Gen. Katlego Desta was to brief the team on their mission.

"Alright, approximately 5 miles to the north is the area controlled by The Hunters. Obviously we're not going to get very far by ourselves, but we've got more equipment coming, including a tank unit. Satellite imagery has shown that there are several areas of importance that will be struck by air raids to be executed in approximately two hours time. Any questions? No? Good. Let's go."

And so, the Maraquean soldiers began their trek towards Hunter controlled Vantaxia, with more equipment to be dropped half way there.

OOC: Probably not, they are a radical Christian group that wants to kill all the sinners (everyone who is not part of their group) and since they believed that the meltdown was caused by god they wouldn't like other people telling them differently.

OOC: Remember the message saying that he had used his "godly fire" on the "sinful city"? Perhaps I could trick them into thinking that Tygra Pyrobane is the new Christ?

OOC: Remember the message saying that he had used his "godly fire" on the "sinful city"? Perhaps I could trick them into thinking that Tygra Pyrobane is the new Christ?
OOC: They already have a prophet. But they certainly won't fight the Hunters and probably will help some as they are fighting common enemies.

Is there no terrorist response to my declaration of war?

OOC: You can declare what ever you want, but the Hunters only respond to action.

IC:

No Taxes, a sinful nation indeed. However, Tygra himself had told the two Hunter agents that their battleflock would go south across the border, to Maraque. And so their journey started, to bring their crusade in Maraque.

(OOC: You try and cross the border. You just try I say!)

IC:

Maraquean-No Taxian border

The influx of No Taxian citizens crossing the border caused massive traffic jams as the border crossing stations were three times as busy as they usually are. Although the borders were to remain open throughout the period of turmoil, that doesn't mean that each and every person trying to enter would get free access instantly. They still had to show ID, passports, visas and birth certificates to cross.

Meanwhile, border patrols were on increased duty as they made sure that no intruders made it through the fencing that lined the thousands of miles of border between Maraque and No Taxes. Video cameras along the most used paths to Maraquean freedom were monitored vehemently, which is responsible for the capture of 500 illegal immigrants per day.

"No birth certificate? I'm sorry ma'am, but you can't cross," said one of the patrol agents, trying to calm the crying woman down as she screamed from the top of her lungs "WHAT AM I TO DO! I HAVE CHILDREN," she cried, pointing to the young ones in the backseat.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but it's procedure. You can't cross without the birth certificates."

The woman plead with the patrol agent to let her cross, the desperation in her voice so noticeable it caused one of the other patrol agents to choke up as she finally gave up and left.

(OOC: You try and cross the border. You just try I say!)

IC:

Maraquean-No Taxian border

The influx of No Taxian citizens crossing the border caused massive traffic jams as the border crossing stations were three times as busy as they usually are. Although the borders were to remain open throughout the period of turmoil, that doesn't mean that each and every person trying to enter would get free access instantly. They still had to show ID, passports, visas and birth certificates to cross.

Meanwhile, border patrols were on increased duty as they made sure that no intruders made it through the fencing that lined the thousands of miles of border between Maraque and No Taxes. Video cameras along the most used paths to Maraquean freedom were monitored vehemently, which is responsible for the capture of 500 illegal immigrants per day.

"No birth certificate? I'm sorry ma'am, but you can't cross," said one of the patrol agents, trying to calm the crying woman down as she screamed from the top of her lungs "WHAT AM I TO DO! I HAVE CHILDREN," she cried, pointing to the young ones in the backseat.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but it's procedure. You can't cross without the birth certificates."

The woman plead with the patrol agent to let her cross, the desperation in her voice so noticeable it caused one of the other patrol agents to choke up as she finally gave up and left.
OOC: Thanks for the help, but the southern half of my country is 2000 miles away from the attack, so they don't really need to worry about radiation. Also the winds are blowing towards the north-east, so a lot of the radiation is going towards Vantaxia. However, if you would like to help send in troops to fight in my civil war, that would be cool. And remember that most of our border is a river.

IC: Sudarshana, No Taxes
"Dig in as deep as you can, boys," said the sergeant, "If they get past us here and get through the city, to the bridge and make it across the river, then they'll be in the lowlands and they'll be able to move faster and easier and maybe even make it all the way down to Maraque. And there are still over 10 million people in this city behind us waiting to be evacuated, if we fail, they die."

All the while, the sergeant had been talking, Martyn had been digging along with the rest of the squad. His regiment had been assigned to guard one of the main roads leading into Sudarshana. The Rebels had smashed into the 71st Infantry Division in the woods north of the city, and the Army forces were apparently retreating rapidly. The plan was to funnel enemy armor into a small corridor and then knock out a few of the lead tanks, blocking the path. Then they would have attack on foot and thus the purpose of the trench Martyn was digging.

After about an hour or so more of digging, they had finished the trench and Martyn sat down, wrapping a blanket around himself. The temperature was still below zero and snow covered the ground. They had winter uniforms on, but still it was too cold for war. Not long afterwards, the survivors of the 71st shuffled past. It seemed like all of them were wounded in one place or another and Martyn was shocked at how few survivors there were.

One of them, seeing Martyn's look said, "They came out of nowhere and smashed us. We didn't have anything to stop their tanks. But whatever you do don't surrender, they kill prisoners and then...then they cut you up."

Once they all had passed by they all began to get ready. Several of the men said prayers as they waited for the Rebels. Martyn couldn't pray, not after what the rebels had done in the name of god.

Spiridon, No Taxes
"So," asked the Chancellor, "What are the latest developments in the fight?"

The Minister of Defense got up and opened a map (http://img54.imageshack.us/img54/2285/maraquecontinentue2vv5yul6.png), "We have here a map showing the progress of the Rebels. The area in red is territory that they currently control. This is also the area where most of the fallout has gone. Now next to the east coast, we have been able to contain the rebels, because the Navy has been able to bombard Rebels and support ground forces in the area. Moving farther west we see that the Rebels have pushed southwards from the capital a good deal; however, we have committed a large portion of our forces here and the Rebels in the area appear to have overextended themselves. It is in the west where the situation is most dire. Along most of the Agni River, the bridges have been blown, so it will take some time for the Rebels to get their armor across the River. Even when they do, we have the 12th Army digging in along the opposite bank. They have sufficient artillery support to blast away any bridges that the Rebels try to establish at least for the time being.

Yet, near the mouth of the river, there is as you all know the city of Sudarshana, home to 12 million people. It is also on the north side of the river. We have started the evacuation process, but we didn't expect the Rebels to make so much progress so quickly and there are still at least 10 million people left in the city. Not to mention that the city is home to most of our Arms Manufacturing Factories and letting them fall into the hands of the Rebels would not be a good idea. Right now, all we have defending the city is the 131st Division. The rest of the 13th Army is on their way, but until they arrive the 131st is going to have to face the Rebel forces that just smashed an entire Corp of ours north of the city. If the Rebels break through at Sudarshana, they will be able to move fast, on flat, open ground and hit the flanks of our other forces. That is why it is imperative that we hold the city. We can give them air support, but this will be limited because it will be hard to tell who is who down there. The Rebels also captured the Wenzel Air Force Base, where a large part of our Fighter Wing is located. Right now, we are hoping that they don't have too many trained pilots.

As for the rest of the Army, we are mobilizing as fast as possible, but to be honest we were completely unprepared for anything like this to happen. We're having trouble finding all our soldiers and then arming then. And a lot of them were either in the capital or north of it, so we can only assume that they have been killed or joined the Rebels. If we can hold Sudarshana long enough to transfer some of the Arms Manufacturing equipment, we can begin to remedy the situation, but for now we are going to be running low on ammunition, equipment and personnel."

"Okay, well do whatever you need to do to hold them," said the Chancellor, "I am going to send out requests to some of the other nations to see if they have any extra ammunition, but in the mean time just keep on doing what you are doing."

The Minister of Defense left and Vitaliy thought very hard before telling his Aide in a low voice, "Tell the News Stations that I am going to want to do another speech. I have deemed it necessary to declare a draft."

Hunters

One of the Hunter agents leading the group south had his phone ring.

"Hello?" he said as he flipped open the cell phone.

"Good news! The Hunters in Vantaxia have fallen! You can go back now, but avoid Isidor. Careful though, there are rebels in the region." the voice on the other side said, and then cut the call.

The Hunter agents knew what it meant. They were representatives to the new terrorists in Deveraja. Fortunately, they were closer to the rebel region then they were to Maraque. The Hunters turned their group around, and started towards their possible allies.
***

Vantaxia

DNN

Hunters In Vantaxia Fall!

"Today, the full force of the Democratic Empire smashed the Hunter territory in Vantaxia, with assistance from Maraque. The Emperor had this to say: 'While the sucessful seizure of Vantaxia is promising, what we found was not. We have not killed or captured any of the original Hunters. Instead, we killed our own people, who had been hypnotized to fight. However, one vital piece of information has been found. The Hunters send a small force to an area, and they recruit from the local population through hypnosis. They are extremly dangerous.'"

OOC: Since there was no response to me sending No Taxes supplies I am going to guess that they were captured by the rebels when the Pilots touched down in a danger zone. Gives my nation a reason to come and help even more.

IC:

"My leige, troubling reports from No Taxes." An aide said. The King's face already grim from earlier reports out of No Taxes took on an even darker tone. He narrowed his eyes at his Aide and thought through some situations quickly and asked the man what was wrong.

"No Taxian Rebels have overtaken much of the radiated area from the Meltdown. Our Cargo Planes were scheduled to land near what was thought to be a safe city. It turns out it wasn't so safe at all. The pilots and their cargo were captured. Most of the pilots were summarily executed. The group in question, the Divine Kingdom of the Lord, has taken responsibility for the executions. Their reasons for this are that one of the Pilots was an Athiest and the rest didn't do a thing about it." The Aide said. The King's face darkened even more, if at all possible.

"How much did we lose?" He asked fearing the answer

"24 Pilots, and roughly 85% of the Supplies sent to No Taxes, sir. The other 15% was rerouted at the last minute to a city much closer to us." The aide said. The King's face grew comtemplative. 'What course of action to take next?' He thought to himself, as he was the Commander in Chief of the United Royal Granatian Armed Forces. He dismissed his aide and began to go into deeper thought.

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To: The Government of No Taxs
From: The Governor of Wolfenburg, Brydog

Dear Sir/Madam,

The Federal government has authorized me to aid you against these terrorists. A squadron of F/A-6s and the 11th Volksjaeger Infantry Division with armored support will be send to aid you against these threats.

Signed,
Governor Robert Fallsten
State of Wolfenburg

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To: The Government of No Taxs
From: The Governor of Wolfenburg, Brydog

Dear Sir/Madam,

The Federal government has authorized me to aid you against these terrorists. A squadron of F/A-6s and the 11th Volksjaeger Infantry Division with armored support will be send to aid you against these threats.

Signed,
Governor Robert Fallsten
State of Wolfenburg
To: The Governor of Wolfenburg, Brydog
From: No Taxes Foreign Ministry

Dear Governor Robert Fallsten,

We thank you for the support. We are currently in need of ammunition and our city of Sudarshana is under attack by Rebels. If the 11th Volksjaeger Infantry Division could help defend the city, we would be forever in your debt.

Signed,
Vsevolod Aleksandr
Foreign Minister of No Taxes

The 11th Volksjaeger moved out to the city, these troops were regular citizens with regular jobs but they were highly trained soldiers now and were ready. The convoy neared the city and the troops disbanked for the fight with their rifles ready. Col. Gates was the commander of the forces, he decided to send the armor in first with the troops supporting. He turned to his men, "Let's go" he said as the unit advances into the city.

The quad city of Raventon located in the McKnight Province, the heart of the Dominionite Protectorate of Ravensburg, a top rank city to be the capital of the colony. Within the city were four districts that were cities of their own being. The quad city, which housed close to twenty million Dominionites, was the place where the Lord Governor governed his land. He had free control to do whatever he wants as long as it was good for the 750 million Dominionite located within Ravensburg.

As of now, the Lord Governor (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Baltar.jpg) was looking over the latest reports of the happening at the border. An hour after the news of civil war and the nuclear meltdown in No Taxes, he ordered the border to be closed. The Lehnsherr Province touched No Taxes and Taurus did what was the best for his people. He ordered the military commanders to reinforce the border. He wasn’t going to allow his people to be killed by some No Taxian that was a terrorist.

The Lord Governor looked out at Raventon, at his beautiful modern city and smiled. “Nothing will harm this city or any other city within these land.” he said.

He signed a few more orders to placed the United Dominion military units located in Ravensburg to move from DEFCON five to DEFCON four. If terrorists already attack one nation on Deveraja, they would launch another attack on another nation on Deveraja.

General Lavrentiy was preparing the defenses of the city when he got the call on the radio that the 11th Volksjaeger had arrived in the city.

"Send a message," he told his radio operator, "ask them if they can cover the northwestern approaches to the city. And tell them that we expect a large Rebel force, with armor to be attacking soon."

OOC: I'll post as the Rebels attacking the city, tomorrow.

The motorcade battle flock was at the border of which civilians were allowed to go through. On the way they had formulated an excuse to get through the military blockade. Of course, they weren't leaving it up to chance like that. One of the Hunter agents swallowed a sap like liquid, and cleared his throat. Just as Tygra had taught him, the powerful art of hypnosis.

As the motorcade approached the military zone, a few soldiers told them to stop. Making sure his voice was laced with hypnosis, he spoke out their excuse in a perfect No Taxian accent, "Excuse me sir, but we're here to evacuate the people the rebels are threatening. Also, we've got some supplies for the military to take. Ammunition, food, blankets, that sort of thing. Now may we proceed?"

Of course they would proceed, he had laced so much hypnosis onto his voice that only an estimated 10% of the global population could resist.

(OOC: I want my nation to be attacked so I can go uber crazy pwnage on someone lol.)

(OOC: I want my nation to be attacked so I can go uber crazy pwnage on someone lol.)

OOC: So, got any remote unpatrolled coasts? Loose airlines? I'll need one of the two so I can cause some havoc.

(OOC: There are literally no coast guard 'cause in Maraque the coast is all super-duper-mega-metropolis so they assume if someone just washed up on shore someone would notice and notify the authorities...

... unfortunately, this isn't the case. No one gives a crap, hence why all our coastal cities have the highest concentration of illegal immigrants. This is your best bet, since the actual borders are patrolled like crazy.)

"This is the 11th, we cover the northwest." they replied. The men and vehicles took up positions and waited for enemies to approach their positions and then the terrorist would get a surprise.

(OOC: I want my nation to be attacked so I can go uber crazy pwnage on someone lol.)
OOC: I was going to have my Rebels capture one nuke, so if you want they could fire it at one of your cities. Otherwise I will just go with the original plan and have one of my cities get nuked.

(OOC: Hmmm, I don't think I want anything that big like a nuclear explosion.)

OOC: What about a curable lethal disease? Spreads quickly and kills quickly, but is curable. Would that work?

(OOC: Hmmm, I don't think I want anything that big like a nuclear explosion.)

OOC: What about a curable lethal disease? Spreads quickly and kills quickly, but is curable. Would that work?(OOC: Yes, that would be great... errr. :P)

OOC: Maraque, hope you've got a decent healthcare system.

SIC:

Three men approached the coasts of a port side city in the dead of night. It was a foggy night, and there wasn't a border patrol to be seen. They turned off the motor of their boat and started rowing. They started rowing, and silently entered the city.

They were Hunter agents in business cloths, carrying briefcases. In these briefcases each man carried a different disease, all communicable, curable, and lethal. Along with that was ten thousand Universal Standard Dollars and false documents.

(OOC: It's problably the city in the province "WH," which would be Kirtha. (http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/230/maraquecontinentue2vv5yrw3.png))

IC:

The morning had finally arrived as Kirthanites from all across the city embarked on their early morning walks to work. The beach was beginning to fill up with people as children took advantage of time off school.

Kirtha was one of the most prominent cities in all of the Deomocratic Elective Monarchy; it was indeed the very first city founded when African immigrants landed here some 39,000 years ago. It has since become an internationally known city that has grown exponentially in population in the last decade. It still has a long way to go to become as important as the capital Super City, but many believe it doesn't have to reach such a status to be important, and as such many Kirtha residents have an unbridled pride for their city.

OOC: I need one more major city to attack. Now, may I assume that the Hunters will get to their respective cities without hinderance?

SIC:

As morning came, the three men went over their course of action. The leader, the Hands of Pyrobane, spoke to the others.

"Okay, Mr. Flamehands, you are to go via airplane to our business friends in Super City, who have close allegance with the government. Mr. Gearmind, you are to go to another major city to release our product. I will wait a full day after you two leave until I release the new shoe brand here. You'll both stay here and try to reqruit more workers for our business, while I have to return to corporate headquarters immediantly."

The two other men nodded, and headed to the airport and bus stations respectivly. Meanwhile the almighty Hands of Pyrobane went to find an apartment and wait.

(OOC: Kingdom City, in the province "AT" would be a good major city to hit. Yes, of course.)

Kirtha, Westhampton, Maraque

"This is one of the finest apartments in all of Kirtha. The building itself says 'class' like you wouldn't believe. What do you say Mr ___? All that is required is a $75,500 security deposit by credit card or otherwise," the Realtor said.

Kingdom City, Atrons, Maraque, 4 1/2 hours later

"Get off the streets you jackasses" screamed an enraged taxi driver as he drove past yet another protest in Kingdom City.

Noon in Kingdom City was one of the worst times to drive. The city is known all around the province as the Protest Capital of Devaraja, with just about 26 protests in the city center daily, and today was no different with a total of 18 protests ranging from parking meter prices to the rising cost of living in the city. It's literally a paradise for a terrorist group that aims to kill as many people as possible.

Super City International Airport, Super City, Maraque

The super modern and vastly expanded Super City International Airport was thriving with life as more than 12 million people from all corners of the globe walked through the enormous building that made up one of the busiest airports in all of Devaraja. The buildings stainless steel look and futuristic design made it a lovely sight to behold as the sun shown through the big skylights on the ceiling.

"Welcome to Super City," said the man at the luggage claims desk, which was different from the conventional conveyor-belt type of luggage claim seen in many other airports. "I'll need to see your ticket sir," the man continued to say to 'Mr. Flamehands.'

"Ah yes, here is your luggage," he said, putting the briefcase on the desk. "Would you like to arrange for transport to pick you up from the exit or do you have transportation already?" the man said.