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Crystal City, Blubland

Recruitment posters were going up. Images of Blubs in uniform, wearing helmets, carrying rifles decorated the Ground Defense Force posters. Television ads showed recruitment spots, and news channels were doing interviews with soldiers about the benefits of enlisting and the sort of maturity and discipline found in the Colonial Defense Force.

By the thousands, Blubs were showing up at the recruitment stations. Army. Navy. Air Force. Marines. Coast Guard. Reserve. There were lines out the doors and around corners. It was catching on. The Blubs were being called to service, and they responded. Vastly patriotic and loyal, they flocked to serve Blubland.

Camp Burton
Trains arrived. Semi trucks hauled trailers. Equipment was being delivered from all over. Boxes upon boxes of shiney new DR-83.II battle rifles were removed from the packaging and inspected before being handed out to soldiers, who then registered them with the Quartermaster.

On the north end of the base, hundreds of train cars were being unloaded in secret in massive warehouses. Within sat row upon row of brand new, shining main battle tanks and infantry fighting vehicles being painted to jungle camo patterns.

OOC: Are you by any chance pissed at my High General for pulling on a gun on your guys after they threatened the young Hatarian Emperor?

"Don't they have a colony near us?"

An intelligence officer sips a cup of coffee as he looks over the latest reports from Blub lands. Newspaper, articles, unfortunately - there are no New Manthian intelligence personnel in Blubland at the moment. But they told of a large-scale recruitment drive.

"Yeah. Maybe we ought to keep an eye on it. Unlikely it's aimed at us, but still..."

"Kinda difficult to infiltrate, though, you know? I mean, with being Blubs and all."

"I'm sure you boys will come up with something."

That 'something', however, turns out to be pretty much just reading the newspapers, just as they had been doing before.

OOC: Well. Since in-character you have no clue any of this is happening.. I don't see any relevence to the question.

OOC: Ok, as long as your freakish green people don't invade me then I'm fine. The High General was never going to shoot your Ambassadors anyway, he was just intimidating them for threatening the Emperor.

Camp Burton

Camp Burton had since been converted into a training center. Other military campus sprung up around Blubland to house various divisions and corps formations.

Supreme commander of Colonial Ground Defense Forces, Four Star General Fluffle stood in a thirty story tower set in the center of camp often used for practice paradrop training. General Fluffle was an intimidating figure of a Blub, dressed in brand new combat fatigues and wearing his "K-Pot" M1 tactical helmet, he glowered as he looked to the north, where the massive parade grounds looked to be completely covered in neat, perfect rows of Blub recruits doing their morning PT.

Further west, the sleek, black outlines of tactical attack helicopters were zipping back and forth above the trees through the morning mist doing their manuvers.

General Fluffle turned an eyestalk to one of his staff standing beside him, "I need to report to the Prime Minister our readiness. When this group gradulates, what does that bring us up to?"

The staff member opened up a rather large folder marked as 'classified' and set it on the table. On it were orders of battle. "Yes sir. Camp Burton currently has six brigades undergoing basic training. Of that, four are due to graduate this week and go on to advanced training, bringing in four more to replace them, with the next two shipping out in two weeks."

The staffer turned the page, "Additionally, at our secret facility at Mount Emerald, we have two mountain divisions which just graduated the advanced training. That gives us four mountain divisions. At Camp Carlton they're still getting the armored and cavalry corps underway but by the end of the month..." The Blub smiled, "Sir. All preperations will be complete within two months. That gives us just enough time for the announcement, getting everyone into place and then launching the operations."

Crystal City
Morale Day Parade

Prime Minister Dug stood at a podium in the center of Crystal City at the government buildings. He spoke to a crowd of hundreds of thousands in the square, and millions more.. billions more as it was broadcast on television throughout Haven and the rest of the world.

"Under Article 2 of our constitution, I have exercised my authority to call up the military. We have expanded the Colonial Defense Force from 27,000 ground troops to 750,000. Further, I have re-established the Colonial Marines, which has been upgraded to six divisions. Although the reasons why this is happening are currently classified, I have been in contact with other leaders of Haven, informing them of why. Rest assured my fellow Blubites, we have the approval and support of our friends in Haven."

"I am declaring today a federal holiday, from now on acknowledged as Service Day, where we remember those who have fallen before us and those who still serve. It is dedicated to all the men and women of our military."

As the crowd wildly cheered and waves flags, banners, tentacles, sparklers and such, a flight of brand new, mysterious looking black aircraft streaked overhead in a diamond formation.

A moment later General Fluffle took to the podium. Just then, the thunderous sound of vehicles and marching could be heard as a massive column of Blubs, tanks and trucks came down the main road, marching past.

The ceremonial 1st Battallion of the 1st Infantry Brigade wearing old-fashioned red hats and carrying M1 Garands broke away, approaching the podium to stand infront of it as the General spoke.

"Our foes think we are docile. They think we are push-overs. They think we are weak. Well. I don't know about you, but I'm no push-over, and neither is our military! We are one!"

The crowd cheered.

"We are one of the few nations left who believe in justice and honor, and most look at us like outcasts. The stakes have never been higher, my friends."

"Even now, our enemies ignore what we do here today. They do not believe we are capable of defeating them. They do not believe we have the heart to fight for what we believe in. They think that because we are a small nation we are not able to effectively wage war. Well. We remember Leyte! We remember the Philippines! We remember Northport!"

The crowd was roaring now.

"We will fight for justice! We will hold our heads high! We will defeat our enemies or we will die!"

Grantham, Capital of Atopiana:

The long marbeled corridor echoed to the clack-clack of boots as the General Staff strode towards the room at the end. As they passed, guards slammed to attention, their black uniforms contrasting starkly with the white of the building's interior.

At the far end, the guards - with their scarlet sashes and peaked caps - stepped aside, opening the huge oaken doors as they did so.

"Primo," began Marshal Strakhan, "we have important and vital news!"
"What is it, Marshal," snapped Primo Frank, leader of the AUF, "I'm busy."
"The Blub are gearing up for war, Primo!"
"What," yelled Frank, leaping from her chair, "then we must assist them! Get me Gassovski!"
"He's on his way, Primo."
"Excellent. Tell him to fly immediately to the Blub and tell them that they have our full support in whatever it is that they're doing. Put the armed forces on full alert, mobilise the reserves, and start distributing weapons to the Blackshirts."
"Yes Primo. At once."
"Action!" cried Frank.
"UNITY!" chorused the General Staff, as they wheeled about and sped off to begin preparations...

OOC: I don't know what you are Planning but I think I have a Clue.

"Even now, our enemies ignore what we do here today. They do not believe we are capable of defeating them. They do not believe we have the heart to fight for what we believe in. They think that because we are a small nation we are not able to effectively wage war. Well. We remember Leyte! We remember the Philippines! We remember Northport!"

If you are Trying to Restart The Cimmerian Wars, you are going to have Trans on your tail.

just a Warning.

If you are Trying to Restart The Cimmerian Wars, you are going to have Trans on your tail.

OOC: Let the Dominion get involved by themselves, Hataria... :rolleyes:

OOC: Let the Dominion get involved by themselves, Hataria... :rolleyes:

OOC: I have already warned Blub OOCly that if he comes after a DC member, I’m going to attack him. Blub has been warned Hat. I’m watching this thread.

OOC: I don't like where this is going. Heavily armed green creatures have never brought anything good to the world.

[OOC: You still want those free weapons, Blub? Remember my TG.]

Crystal City, Blubland

The Questarian ambassador and his naval attache to Blubland, posted there since the first Hatarian-Blub war, had requested a conference with the leader of the Blubs and had requested his presence at their embassy as soon as he could come along. Prepared, they waited and drank tea and ate crumpets and made small talk while they waited for a reply from the Blub leader.

[OOC: You still want those free weapons, Blub? Remember my TG.]

Crystal City, Blubland

The Questarian ambassador and his naval attache to Blubland, posted there since the first Hatarian-Blub war, had requested a conference with the leader of the Blubs and had requested his presence at their embassy as soon as he could come along. Prepared, they waited and drank tea and ate crumpets and made small talk while they waited for a reply from the Blub leader.

OOC: Absolutely, yes sir.

Crystal City
As one of the oldest friendships, the Questarians were allowed immediate access to Prime Minister Dug. He'd show up soon enough, delayed only a little by the increased traffic in the city caused by the parades.

He'd bustle into the room and smile at the humans, taking a seat across the table from them. "Good afternoon. I'm sorry I couldn't make it sooner, our convoy got stuck behind a tank." A small smile at the jest. "I think I know why you called this meeting, but how can I help you?"

[OOC: I edited my post.]

OOC: Same here. I somehow TOTALLY missed the IC part of your post. >.<

Skgorria City

As the fanfare and the last echoes of the honour guard's rifle salute faded into the crowd that stood in the large Victory Square, the Fuhrer took a deep breath and spoke. The atmosphere was electric, he could feel it all the way up on this balcony on the side of the Reichszehr.
"Skgorrians!" He began, raising his right arm and clenching his fist, "I stand before you with news, great news. Our friends the Blubs have returned and are stronger than ever!" The Fuhrer paused, and right on cue a loud cheer sounded throughout the crowd. "They are determined to avenge their losses against the Hatarians, and I tell you that we will aid them as best we can in their struggle to free themselves from the twin evils of Bolshevism and Zionism!" The crowd continued to cheer and applaud as the Fuhrer spoke more.
"Skgorrians and Blubs were once comrades in arms, I say let it be the case again. Let the Pact of Iron, stronger than ever, march with Blub! Sieg Heil Skgorria und Blub! Sieg Heil!" Screamed the Fuhrer, to which the crowd thundered back.
"Sieg Heil! Sieg Heil!"
The Fuhrer took a step back from the podium and allowed himself a small smile.

All over Skgorria, poster (http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/doomboy536/BlubProp-1.jpg) were being put to persuade the already loyal populace that any aid to the Blubs was a just one.

Message to the Blubs

What do you need? We stand ready

Crystal City, Blubland
Questarian Embassy

"Its no problem." Ambassador Harper smiled. The Questarians like several Haven nations loved the Blubs, for their joviality and friendliness but also for their tenacity in combat.

"We requested you here because I've been told by the Prime Minister to make you a deal: the transfer of the munitions needed to fight a war. Aircraft, tanks, munitions, ships, trainers, missiles, you name it we'll send it over."

The Naval Attache nodded. "We can also help train your air and naval services."

"In addition" Harper finished his tea and set the cup aside. "The Questarian Government is willing to guarentee your independence - in other words, we won't let a single Translyvanian ship get within a hundred miles of your shores, if we can help it. This isn't some commonwealth deal either."

Harper took out a pen from his draw and moved the piece of paper over to the Blubbian to look over. The Blub's leader would find nothing in the small print or anything of the sort, it was a simple one way arrangement. "Many in Questers and other nations friendly to us look to the Blubs with admiration. We know and understand the hardships your people, your species have suffered. We won't let it go to waste, either. If your nation is in need, Questers is here to help."

Harper offered out a hand to shake with the Blub's leader's... whatever Blubs have.

"God save the Queen, and Long Live Blubland."

OOC: Bear with me though the background, if you would, or just skip the first couple of paragraphs.

IC: In Kolvokia, in times of relative peace- as this time was considered, despite the conflict with Carbandia- one had to be twenty years of age to enlist in the military, except in certain special cases. Kolvokian high school generally ended at the age of seventeen. For a respectable portion of the populace, who desired nothing so much as to join the military, this created a few 'Empty Years'.

In order to keep sharp the skills and disciplines honed through years in the martially minded schools, these newly minted adults often joined organizations known as 'Year Fillers'. These were generally run by retired soldiers, and each such club usually held anywhere from fifty to two hundred men and women. Interclub events are fairly common, mostly wargaming and joint exercises. The clubs are for the most part loosely affiliated, but five of them are very closely tied, referred collectively to as 'The League of the White Tiger', after a Siberian Tiger which one of the leagues adopted as their mascot after it was liberated from a Kloandion zoo.

The man nominally in charge of The League of the White Tiger was Matias Nagaski. Upon hearing of the military buildup of the Blub, he requested, and was granted, a personal audience with the High Emperor. Upon emergence, he went directly to an earlier organized meeting of the League of the White Tiger.

"Men and women," he announced to them, "Warriors all, I have just come from an audience with our High Emperor, may the stars shine on him always. In his wisdom and prudence, he has deigned to grant us the opportunity to prove ourselves in combat."

"Are we shipping to the Carbandian front?" Asked one of the squad leaders, excitedly. They had all been longing for the chance to prove themselves against the Carbandians, who were reported to be foes not to be sneered at. But Matias shook his head.

"Since we discussed them at our meeting last month, I believe you're all familiar with the Blubs?" There were nods. "Well, first off, no we aren't fighting them. As you may or may not be aware, they have recently begun upgrading their military and pounding their chests." He paused for a moment, "Metaphorically, of course. As far as I can tell they haven't got any chests to literally pound. In any case, everything points to the fact that they may soon go to war. As soon as we are finished tonight, I will send a message to the leaders of Blub, indicating our desire to fight and die for them in their upcoming conflict. Who's with me?"

Everyone chorused "Aye," immediately and loudly. This was, after all, the chance they'd been waiting for. And if the Blubs continued their tendency to attack rather larger foes, it could well be that they would be thankful for even a mere thousand Kolvokians to stand with them.
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Dear Sir, Madam, or Similar Title of Respect for a Gender I am not Familiar With,

I represent a non governmental paramilitary organization named The League of the White Tiger, which conists of a thousand strong force of trained soldiers. In light of your current military buildup, I would like to offer the services of myself and of the League for an indefinite period, free of charge, although we would require logistical support.

To aid your decision, I offer the motto of the League- Blood, Iron, Honor.

Sincerely, Matias Nagaski.

Crystal City
The Prime Minister curled eyestalks down to peer at the piece of paper and took a moment to read it over. He then looked across the table, "You know many people frown upon us for our willingness to fight an opponent so much larger than ourselves. It's good to know we still have strong allies out there. Yes, on behalf of Blubland I fully accept your help and thank you deeply for it."

A tentacle reached across and shook the man's hand. "I'll have to put you into contact with my military staff, I'm not qualified enough to tell you exactly what we need."

"Long live the Queen."

The official reply to Skgorria
By authtorization of the Prime Minister and Joint Chiefs, we would like to inform you that our needs are currently many. We have just discovered a shortage of 255mm artillery shells as well as smart weapons to equip a number of jets.

Further, on a more personal note, Prime Minister Dug wanted us to send you the following private message;

Greetings, old friend. We are proud to stand with the Skgorrians once again for this cause.

The official reply to Matias Nagaski
We will provide you with everything you need. Please, as quickly as possible make your way to Campus Carlton in the Emerald Mountains, where you will meet with one of our commanders who is in charge of a very special mission. We are honored to have you with us.

"All right, ladies and gentlemen," said Matias, "This is how things are. We've chartered a number of planes to Blubland. It will bring us to the nearest civilian airport to Campus Carlton, where we are to report. Then, unless they have some sort of official transport waiting for us, we will obtain civilian vehicles, and endeavor to hire local drivers. Now, you all know what the Blubs look like. So don't stare, it isn't polite. Also, don't get offended if they stare- their the majority there." He paused as they boarded the plane. Once on board, he continued.

"Now, I assume I don't have to tell you not to mingle too freely with the natives." There were chuckles at this. "I also want to warn you not to fight with them. We're on our way to help them out, not help them die. In addition, and this is especially important, the Blubs have friends in the Skgorrians. It isn't inconcievable that we'll be fighting alonside them before this is over. Whatever you may feel about their ideology, I cannot stress enough, leave it out of the fields of battle. That said, if you were to scrap occasionally with the Skgorrians while not on active duty, I'm sure it could be overloked. Now get some sleep, you'll want to put on a good show for the Blubs when we arrive."

Sure enough, when the planes arrived at the Blub airport, they were bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and when they exited the plane, they were impeccably clad in dress uniforms. They did not carry blades- as a concession to Blub sovreignity, they were being unloaded seperately, along with the rest of the weaponry.

They filed into ten groups, each of ninety-nine soldiers, with one Centurion standing in front of them. They remained there at strict attention, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding airport, while Matias went to inquire if, by any chance, transport had been arranged and, if not, where he could rent enough vehicles to transport his soldiers.

Emerald Airport, Emerald Mountains of Blubland

It was only a few minutes later that a Humvee came rolling across the pavement and stopped near the White Tiger soldiers. Out hopped a Colonel wearing grey and black urban style cammo and helmet. The Blub looked up at Matias and nodded, "Good morning, commander Matias. My name is Colonel Steele. I'm in charge of the Army Mountain School, and I've been instructed to pick you and your men up."

Behind him, long buses with tinted windows were pulling up. The drivers got out and opened up cargo panels on the sides of the buses for the soldier's gear, and helped them get loaded up.

Matias was shown into the Hummer, which sped ahead of the buses. They took a side road out of the airport, and after about half an hour, it was clear that they were already deep in the mountains. Another hour of travel took them down a well-maintained private road, and through a half dozen checkpoints guarded by soldiers. Those among the White Tigers with keen eyes might make out the long barrels of tank guns poking out of concealment at several of the checkpoints.

And soon enough, they'd roll down a short hill into a mountain pass where a massive military campus is set up. They can see thousands of Blubs wearing paratrooper gear marching across a paradeground towards a waiting train, and at the base airport, about a hundred C-130s were waiting. Light IFVs were backing up onto the C-130s.

Colonel Steele looked into the back seat at Matias, "So what do your boys specialize in?"

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Fuhrerbunker, Skgorria City

"So, the Blubs need weaponry do they?" asked the Fuhrer, putting down the transcript of the message. "Can we support their needs?"
"I should think so," nodded the suited figure of the Minister of Armaments. "With the upcoming Service Cap, we'll have some surplus production to divert to the Blubs. Add in the captured Hatarian weaponry and I'm pretty sure we can deliver a comprehensive selection of munitions. Besides," he smirked, "we can always just gut the Grosstapen military." The Fuhrer chuckled and shook his head,
"Now come, we can't use them as our personal weapons dump. Just take a few Youth Legion shipments and all will be well. Have the shipments made ready as soon as." It was a clear dismissal, and one which the Minister picked up.
"Heil Skgorria!" He saluted, before leaving the room. He was already planning in his head which Districts would have their production switched to meet the needs of the Blub war machine.

Message from the Fuhrer to Prime Minister Dug

Greetings to you as well old friend, I have already spoken to my Minister for Production and we can deliver you what you need. I need to know a few things first,

1. How many shells do you need?
2. What types of weaponry do you need for aircraft - smart bombs or missiles?
3. Do you need equipment to set up a factory to build these or expand your own?
4. Would you let us deploy an expeditionary force for your defence?

"Battle-axing, mostly," he said, "Generalized warfare, in trenches or out, especially in forests or mountains. The second wave onto a beach, holding down a defensive position, or breaking an enemy out of theirs. Heavy stuff, they haven't had the opportunity to develop specialties, although each Century has a couple of combat engineers. Century A is the exception, they're my best. Shock troops, first wave onto an enemy beach, large scale operations behind enemy lines, that sort of thing. They're my rapier, as it were."

He paused for a moment, "Looks like you're getting ready to ship out. I don't suppose now would be a good time to fill us in on exactly who we're going to be fighting for you."

SIC
Internal Memo
To: High General Samuel Oron
Subject: Blub Military Buildup

High General, as we discussed previously we are becoming more and more alarmed at the Blubland military buildup. We can't afford to have Hataria destabilised when rebuilding is nearly finished. Please give us permission to drop a team into Blubland to conduct surveillance.

Max Zorin, ADIA Director

To: Max Zorin
From: High General Samuel Oron

Permission granted. If you are to do this I want only the best team, if they are discovered as Aurum Domans there could be an international incident. This information is to remain classified and in case of capture or death of the agents deniability should be easy. They should also carry a termination solution in case of capture.

The Blub Colony

Several hundred Skyian ships were flooding into Blubian ports to disgorge weapon after weapon, from ATGMs to Trinity-Class Super Heavy Anti-Shipping Missiles were off loaded from heavy cargo ships, most civilian, but some military.

More Skyian advisors, this time military rather then mercenary began to train the Blubs on the various new weapons, as well as to set up temporary and permenant bases to handle the influx of new Blub soldiers, as well as foreign troops. Of course they had the Blub's permission, and even a Skyian Expeditionary Armada was being stationed off the coast to protect trade and troops from foreign forces.

Air forces out of Hollow Point, Northfordian Colonies and Saito Islands, even Shrewshire as well as The Blub Colony itself began to form massive air patrols over the skys, and AWACs used multi-static radar to stay alert for foreign stealth planes.

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OOC: Map of haven: http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Freebo/Kashmire/HavenMap2.png

SIC:

Kampfers Stadt, Kampfers

Fuhrer Richtoff was relaxing in his luxury condominium in the heart of the city when one of his aides burst into the room. "Fuhrer Richtoff, sir!"

Richtoff turned and glared at the aide. "What is it?"

"The latest OBSAT report, sir. I haven't looked at it, but the Director says it's urgent. Only you are authorized to see it."

"I understand. Now give it here..." The aide walked over and gave Richtoff the dossier. Richtoff viewed he contents, and mulled over what it said. Apparently The Blub Colony was preparing for war. But with who? Hataria. That had to be it. But it was only speculation, and the Fuhrer knew better than that. It would be best to not comment until the full details were known. For that, he called up Bill Richardson, Director of the KIB. "Hey, Bill, its me... Yeah, I need to talk to the operative you have in The Blub Colony... Where? How about that new spot in the Elysian Isles?... Sounds great, I'll be there." He hung up the phone, and turned back to his aide. "I must go. Something has come up. Tell those who need to know." He grabbed the dossier and his breifcase, and made his way out the door, all the while thinking Why did we ever join UFAN and the DC??? Now we are going to be obliged to help Hataria...

Republic Square, Vetalia City

The annual Revolution Day parade was going as planned, with every effort made to ensure the parade displayed the country's new military expansion in its full force. Regiment after regiment of Vetalian soldiers, tanks, and missiles passed by in perfect order, and the skies above were filled with bomber wings from the Strategic Air Command. The Praetor and the Proconsuls stood on the balcony of the reviewing stand, proudly watching their forces pass by.

Premier Chernomyrdin and his staff had been monitoring the Blub situation carefully, and they knew that it was likely Hataria was going to go up in flames again...there was simply no other logical explanation for the Blubs' militarization. The question was, of course, what to do about it. Vetalia certainly had no obligation to Hataria, but the presence of that nation in the Dominion Commonwealth posed a serious problem. They didn't want to go to war to defend them, and they didn't want to risk incurring the wrath of Haven.

He thought the situation over through most of the parade, and towards the end Chernomyrdin turned on the reviewing stand to Proconsul Vlasikov and said simply "I think it would be a good idea to mobilize more of our forces. Call up at least 2 million additional reservists, and give word to the Bureau of Economic Mobilization to begin drafting plans for new military plants. We need at least enough capacity to support mobilizing the rest of the reserve."

The parade concluded with the Vetalian national anthem. Chernomyrdin found its lyrics to be ironic...the way things were going, plenty of mothers would be mourning their sons before this situation defused itself.

SIC
To: Kampfers
From: ADIA

We know of the existence of a Kampferian agent in Blub Land. Could you possibly help us get a team into Blub Land?

OOC: How did you get agents into The Blub Colony? Considering they are a totally different species and everything, as well as the presense of plenty of Haven troops?

Campus Carlton

Colonel Steele nodded thoughtfully as he listened to the human. "Sounds like generalized infantry. Well, I hope your boys know how to make paradrops. Then again that's not necessarily a requirement, either. We have a few tricks up our sleeves. Let me show you."

While the White Tigers were unloaded, Colonel Steele walked him over into a small grey building and into an elevator. He tapped a button labeled SL6 and down they went. Thirty seconds later the door opened. Down a short cooridor, through a checkpoint and down another hallway they stepped out into a massive underground chamber. This one was filled with large, grey/green/black aircraft-looking vehicles. They had no obvious propulsion except for bolt-on after burners under each wing. General Steele smiled. "Gliders. Each of these can hold a hundred and fifty troops, or a hundred troops and two medium weight vehicles."

He walked over, patting the side of one and then walking up the lowered ramp. Rows of fold-down seats lined either side of the cargo area, and there were provisions for paratroop cables and cargo drop sliders. "I can't remember what they told me they're made out of, but they're designed to be stealthy. No real moving parts, so everything was made to either avoid or absorb RADAR. Plus the skin of this thing is thermo-dynamic. That means it'll cool off in cold weather or warm up in hot. Helps to avoid an IR signature."

Colonel Steele looked around, then up at the human. "I realize you're dying to know by now. Yes. We're going after Hataria."

Reply to the Fuhrer
1.) We actually could use a wide range of most artillery shells from standard to laser-guided. A million or two each would be extremely helpful. As you know, combat operations go through artillery shells almost as quickly as fuel.

2.) Both. Advanced AAMs as well as precision smart weaponry.

3.) We are currently expanding our industrial capacity to help meet wartime needs, and that should not be a problem within three more months.

4.) Yes, we would welcome an expeditionary force. Nothing too much, so as hopefully to avoid having Hataria's allies jumping in left and right as well.

Blubland
For being such strange, but friendly little green creatures, the Blubs had shown remarkable planning in all of this. Large parts of Crystal Bay and Blue Harbor had been covered over by tents. By driving long, stable poles into the sea floor which extended a couple of hundred feet above the water, they were able to roll out massive pieces of cloth to act like a pavillion. The cloth had flakes of metal in it, to avoid most passive scans from seeing straight through it.

Under these watery tents were rows upon rows of brand new, shiney warships. Many were being loaded up with ammunition and supplies and all were protected by Colonial Coast Guard patrol corvettes to prevent sabatoge.

With the help of good allies, the Blubs would once again take on its most-hated foe.

SIC
To: Kampfers
From: ADIA

We know of the existence of a Kampferian agent in Blub Land. Could you possibly help us get a team into Blub Land?

OOC: TG, Aurum Domus

SIC:

TO: ADIA
FROM: KIB
RE: Kampferian Agent

We have no knowledge of such an agent. Perhaps next time you get your sources right, eh?

Sincerely,
*classified*
Director, Kampferian Intelligence Bureau (KIB)

OOC: How did you get agents into The Blub Colony? Considering they are a totally different species and everything, as well as the presense of plenty of Haven troops?

OOC: He is just a visitor. He keeps an eye on stuff, he is not actually in the government. He poses as a buisnessman, etc... You know how it goes...

Ministry of State

Greetings to The Blub Colony:

We have heard of your military expansion program and would like to invite officials from your nation to hold a meeting with our government in Vetalia City. We would be exceptionally interested in discussing the particulars of your military mobilization plan and possibly some further cooperation in regard to certain issues. As you may know, we are expanding our own forces and it might be beneficial for us to better coordinate our strategic planning at this critical time.

Regards,
Proconsul Valerian Kosyachenko

Reply

We are willing to send some officials to speak with you but we are currently unable to discuss particulars about what is now happening in Blubland.

Ministry of State

We understand your security concern, and we eagerly await the arrival of your officials. We will begin discussion as soon as they arrive.

Blue Harbor Airbase

Lieutenant-Colonel Grank picked up the telephone from his desk and dialed it. "Hello, honey? I'm going away for a few days. No, nothing to do with Hataria. High Command wants me to go talk to some officials in Vetalia. Yes. Yes." sigh "Yes dear. Yes I did. Yes. Okaygottagobye!" and he quickly hung up.

A few minutes later he had his suitcase and was boarding a private jet bound for Vetalia, which would be arriving twelve or more hours later at its destination.

OOC: I need to go to class. I'll be back in around two and a half hours.

Rodachenko International Airport, Vetalia City

The fanfare for the arrival of the Blub delegate was exceptional, even for the arrival of a foreign dignitary. Two platoons of Capitol Guard troops stood on each side, the area was bedecked with flags and banners, and the proconsuls of the Ministries of State and Defense were personally there to greet the arrival. Two black Anza F625s and one VLT L8 were parked near the landing strip, ready to deliver the party to the negotiations.

With everything in place, they waited for the Blub delegate to arrive in his private plane.

Rodachenko International Airport, Vetalia City

A small private jet landed and then taxi'd into place. A minute later the door opened and a pair of eyestalks peeked out at the big crowd. "I'm not qualified for this.." muttered as he went down the steps and lifted a tentacle to wave shyly at the people. He pulled his suitcase along behind by its strap, little wheels squeaking across the pavement.

The band stopped playing and the delegates from the Vetalian government just stared. Several awkward seconds passed as the officials waited to see if this was a joke, and then they whispered briefly to confirm that this was in fact the delegate from The Blub Colony. One of them briefly put his hand to his face, mouthed a quite rude expletive, shook his head, and then walked over to the plane.

"Welcome to Vetalia, friend. I am Proconsul Kosyachenko from the Ministry of State, and we welcome you to our nation. Please come with us and we will take you to your hotel where you can get refreshed before coming to the meeting."

"We'll take your..ahem...luggage with us as well, and drop it off in your room."

Vetakan Defence Force Operational Command, New Theeb, Vetaka:

Supreme Operational Commander Jonathon Stone the most senior officer of the the Vetakan Military presently hated the situation he was being briefed on. A massive HD Screen mounted on the wall showed live OBSAT Footage of the Blub build-up. Stone paced the room speaking aloud:

"Targets of this build up?"

A short man in a Naval Uniform began:

"Hataria"

Stone had known the answer he just couldn't bare to bring himself to say the word he loved the Blubs and could not bare having to possibly go to war to defend Hataria:

"Options?"

It was only then that Vice President Jamie Preece piped up:

"Under our obligations of UFAN we must respond to defend Hataria however I to do not want war with the Blub so we launch a diplomatic operation to try and stop this war but I doubt it will be to much success as such brief the military for the possible operation."

The waters of the Hatarian mainland was full of warships, which didn’t fly the flag of the Second Empire. There were those ships, but the one that were black weren’t the Hatarian ships. The black painted ships were form one place and it wasn’t the Kraven Corporation. They were part of the United Dominion Navy, flying the United Dominion flag proudly.

The black was the Count’s idea, it reminds him of his pirate days, so he ordered every naval ships to be painted a flat paint. The ones they bought were painted as soon as they were delivered. The only naval ships that weren’t black were the support ships, which were dark gray or light gray, and Mercy class hospital ships, which were white and had a large red cross.

They were warned about the Blub threat before the Blub started to hide their actions. It was hinted that because of the Blub’s past wit Hataria, they would be coming toward the mainland. The mainland, which was the only piece of land that the Second Empire owns, wouldn’t have to deal with war.

OOC: Here is my fleets in Hatarian waters.

The Black Sea fleet:
One Hood heavily armored battleship ((UDN The Bloody Death))
Two Nemesis class stealth supercarriers [70 F-35 Lightning II fighters & 6 SH-60 Seahawk helicopters] ((UDN The Cloaked Death and UDN Darkness Wolf))
Ten McDonough-class ASW frigates ((UDN Death‘s Knight, UDN The Blue Chariot, UDN The Courage Blade, UDN The Infamous Blade, UDN The Chaotic Dawn, UDN The Endless Shield, UDN The Fletcher's Challenger, UDN The Southern Glory, UDN The First Liberator and UDN The Blue Hero))
Ten Daring class air defense destroyers
One Hundred Jolly Roger class combat ships
A number of support ships that are good for a fleet this size.

The Conqueror X Fleet:
One Conquerer class supercarrier ((UDN Conqueror X))
One Super Danskeran class missile dreadnoughts ((UDN Davy Jones' Insanity))
Four Champion class supercarriers [170 F/A 401 Birds of Prey carrier aircrafts & 15 SH-60 Seahawk helicopters] ((UDN The White Eagle, UDN The Red Pearl, UDN The Sea Bounty, and UDN The Count‘s Pearl))
Two Haven class trimaran battleships ((UDN The Doom of the Serpent and UDN The Evil Nightmare of the Seven Seas))
Ten Daring class air defense destroyers
Ten Ticonderoga class missile cruisers
One Hundred Jolly Roger class combat ships
A number of support ships that are good for a fleet this size.

The Conqueror Black Fleet:
One Conquerer class supercarrier ((UDN Conqueror Black))
One Super Danskeran class missile dreadnoughts ((UDN The Red Nightmare))
Four Champion class supercarriers [170 F/A 401 Birds of Prey carrier aircrafts & 15 SH-60 Seahawk helicopters] ((UDN The King's Death, UDN The Horrible Duchess, UDN The Black Duke, and UDN The Black Threat))
Two Haven class trimaran battleships ((UDN The Hateful Wolf and UDN Dragon's Trident))
Ten Daring class air defense destroyers
Ten Ticonderoga class missile cruisers
One Hundred Jolly Roger class combat ships
A number of support ships that are good for a fleet this size.

The Titan's Fame Fleet:
One Centurion class battleship ((UDN Titan's Fame))
Ten Shield Bearer-class cruisers ((UDN The Father Blood, UDN Royal Trident, UDN The Chaotic Sorcerer, UDN Fighter’s Moon, UDN The Brave Mage, UDN Royal Sunrise, UDN The Holy Blood, UDN Secret Doom, UDN Northern Bowman and UDN The Holy Ghost))
Fifty MTN-CR01 Wyth class monohull missile cruisers
Ten Daring class air defense destroyers
Ten Steadfast-class SSBN/SSGNs
Fifty MTN-S01 Harius class submarines
A number of support ships that are good for a fleet this size.

The Death's Dragoon fleet:
Ten Ohio class ballistic missile submarines
Twenty Allegro class attack submarines

Sorry about the crappy post. My next one should be better, which will have stuff about land forces and etc.

"They've never paradropped into hostiles before, but yes, they're quite capable otherwise. And yes, general infantry. To be perfectly honest, we haven't got the funding for anything but." He whistled at the gliders. "Very nice. You've been planning this for some time, I see." He looked at the Blub appraisingly. "You can hold a grudge then. Good. Makes it that much easier to relate. You might say Kolvokians wrote the book on grudges, even if it was mostly against each other back in the day."

"The Hatarians? Scum of the earth. Their latest protectors seem to be fairly decent fighters though. This could get interesting." He paused. "But then, what good would it be if it were boring?" He grinned predatorily. Then he looked serious again, "Ah, there is one issue. In Kolvokian culture, once an enemy city is overrun, unless there are plans for long term operation, there is systematic looting. However, since we are not fighting under the Kolvokian banner, but rather under your own..." He trailed off.

The first reservist units began sailing into the Blubian military bases early that morning, along with transport ships full of the correct munitions. Already fourty Hayasake class destroyers and four Valiant class battleships had been transferred from the IQN's Reserve Fleet for use with the Blubs, and training crews arrived too. In the time allowed, the Blubs wouldn't be up to the Questarian standards, but they'd be as good as they could get with such little time for training on these new extremely potent vessels.

Specifically, large stocks of the SS-25 SOVEREIGN where being supplied to Blubs. Fourty G4M7 bombers where flown over with the correct trainers and munitions, these bombers where the best in the world for sinking heavy capital ships if used correctly.

And the Questarians would show their friends how to use them correctly. Besides, this was just the beginning, the first wave of aid to Blub.

Information here. http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=12691161&posted=1#post12691161

"Sir, you'd better come look at this..."

"What is it, Asad?"

"More news from the Blubs..."

"Ah right. What's the word from that agent of ours?"

Asad hurriedly shuffles some paperwork to cover up the newspaper article he had been reading.

"Ah, oh, yes, our agent. Yes, him, well, he thinks that the Blubs are going to attack Hataria."

"Really? How sure is he? This could have military implications, you know."

Asad sneaks a look at the article. "Blub Ambassadors Demand Hatarian Surrender" is the title. He hurriedly covers it up and plunks his coffee cup down on top as his superior wanders closer.

"He seemed very sure. Said he was almost certain."

"Hmm. Well you know some of our allies are affiliated with the Dominion. Like hell we'll ever support Hataria, but it would be best to keep a close watch on things. Send a few more men in, I want daily updates."

"But sir... hard to infiltrate... different species..."

"So? You got the first one in, right? You can do it again."

"Er..."

Asad bites his lip as his superior walks away. He glances at the newspaper.

"Well shit."

"They've never paradropped into hostiles before, but yes, they're quite capable otherwise. And yes, general infantry. To be perfectly honest, we haven't got the funding for anything but." He whistled at the gliders. "Very nice. You've been planning this for some time, I see." He looked at the Blub appraisingly. "You can hold a grudge then. Good. Makes it that much easier to relate. You might say Kolvokians wrote the book on grudges, even if it was mostly against each other back in the day."

"The Hatarians? Scum of the earth. Their latest protectors seem to be fairly decent fighters though. This could get interesting." He paused. "But then, what good would it be if it were boring?" He grinned predatorily. Then he looked serious again, "Ah, there is one issue. In Kolvokian culture, once an enemy city is overrun, unless there are plans for long term operation, there is systematic looting. However, since we are not fighting under the Kolvokian banner, but rather under your own..." He trailed off.

OOC: Just a Warning

If you also plan on Rapeing Hatarian Women, well, your Guys will not live for long. Rapeists, Murderers, Trators and Terrorists are Beheaded, no matter Who or what they are.

Highly encrypted message….

TO: The Blub leader
FROM: Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus

I’m going to make this short and sweet, you’ll not think of attacking a Dominion Commonwealth member after what I offer you. Your nation’s hatred of Hatarian isn’t wrong because of the stuff their old regime did to your lands. I’m going to point it out, your nation got into the middle of a war and got defeated by the Hatarians. That last part makes me laugh.

Anyways, I’m going to give you the option to save millions of lives of your people. You’re going to war with a twelve year boy on the other end. I find that funny, too. Your people are more warmongers then the Hatarians are right now.

When I heard what was going on in your nation, which your own news told me, I knew your target right away. It’s that hatred I told you about early. I don’t hate your people, but I’ll order the sinking of every one of your ships heading towards Hataria.

So…I told you I would offer something. I’ll give you 1.5 trillion, for your own use, to not attack a Dominion Commonwealth member. Take the money and you’ll save the lives of your men and women.

Signed,
Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
The Emperor of the United Dominion
The Lord Marshall of the Dominion Commonwealth
The Co-Regional Governor of Romania
The Count of Transylvania
The CEO and Owner of Timber Wolf Incorporated and it sub-companies

OOC: Just a Warning

If you also plan on Rapeing Hatarian Women, well, your Guys will not live for long. Rapeists, Murderers, Trators and Terrorists are Beheaded, no matter Who or what they are.

OOC: Well, even completely disregarding the fact that this would be going in conquered cities, where you'd be hardpressed to capture/execute my soldiers, looting does not necessarily equate to rape. Especially not when Kolvokians are doing the looting.

OOC: Trans I don't think we should stoop to bribery.

OOC: I'd take the deal, then use the 1.5 trillion to get more guns!

OOC: Blub, TG.

Camp Carlton
Colonel Steele looked up at the human, "Well. I can't condone outright murder or rape. As far as looting goes though, feel free to take whatever you want once we hit the ground. Hopefully your men won't try to pack so much that they get bogged down. This might prove to be a lengthy war."

At the far end of the underground hangar, a team armed with small trucks were towing gliders onto lift elevators up to the next level.

Blubland
The Questarians were greeted with typical Blub friendliness. While staying in Blubland the folks in charge of training and bringing the ships over would be given free lodging in the grand hotels looking out over the water. Room service, too.

The Blubs had long been a sea-faring race, quite happy near water. They were taking to the training with usual enthusiasm and skill. Smaller and weaker than people, the Blubs were still very nimble and excellent learners. Within a few days, they were piloting ships around at night while their Questarians overseers sweat bullets at the insane driving of these creatures.

Official Diplomatic Reply to Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
First you threaten us, then try to offer us money? Take your 'one point five trillion', write it onto a giant check and then shove it up your nose.

Kindly, Prime Minister Dug of Blubland

On the fifth day, after being duly impressed, another sixty Hayasuke's and another four Valiant's from the IQN's Reserve Fleet are transferred as well as eighty Project 450 Okita class submarines. Now the Blubs would get a taste of submarine warfare. The neccessary munitions and trainers are also shipped in.

And again, another fourty G4M7s with the necessary equipment are flown in from the IQNAS Reserves to bolster the long range striking capabilties of the Blubs. Within another week, six Hiryu class aircraft carriers and the assosciated aircraft, over 1,800 planes, are transferred to Blub from the Reserve Fleet to fight against Hataria. Twenty more Hayasukes are sent.

Highly encrypted message….

TO: Prime Minister Dug of Blubland
FROM: Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus

And you’re a fool. I’ve pointed it out for you. Your men will die for no cause. It will be a waste of lives, Prime Minister. And most for those in Haven, only threaten. Anyways, I gave you a chance to save lives and you threw back in my face.

Your men lives were in your hands and you didn’t look like you cared about them. You’re not a sane person.

Signed,
Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
The Emperor of the United Dominion
The Lord Marshall of the Dominion Commonwealth
The Co-Regional Governor of Romania
The Count of Transylvania
The CEO and Owner of Timber Wolf Incorporated and it sub-companies

To: Prime Minister Dug of Blubland
From: High General Samuel Oron of The Armed Republic of Aurum Domus

I am personally contacting you to ask you to not attack Hataria. Their entire nation has already been decimated and they are just now rebuilding. All those who attacked you in the past are long dead. This would therefore be an unprovoked attack. If you go through with this it just shows how much of a bully you are. A small nation such as yours finds powerful allies and uses them to settle a grudge against the descendants of a long dead leadership.

A simple message. Granted it was secured by 512 bit encryption and hashed with SHA-1, and then thrown on a coherent beam of photons from satellite to satellite, and finally terminating in the Izistani embassy in the heart of Crystal City. Then it was printed out, sealed in a special Nomex envelope and hand delivered to the Blub government.

The ravenous extra-Havenic Dominion Commonwealth and their pseudo-Nipponese puppets seek to do harm against a upstanding and noble Havenic state. Know that as neighbors, we seek to protect the sanctity of Havenic civilization and will not tolerate molestation of your fine country. What do you need and where? We will do our best to provide it.
[Signature of Isbrand Zedlacher, Imperator of the Most Serene Imperium.]

The Praetonian 3rd North East Haven Fleet, led by two King George IV-class (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v387/Praetonia/KingGeorgeIV-final3.png) battleships Lion and Thunderer, was diverted to the East of the Blub colony, with fifteen reserve Victorious-class (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=524761) battleships and eight County-class carriers that would be transfered to the Blub navy.

[OOC: Sorry for rubbish post but Im tired.]

Admiral Jaycob Bines walked into the council room. "gentlemen, we have a dire problem. the Blubs and Atopianans are going to invade Hataria, which may result in a full scale conflict. since the president left me in charge, we are going to help defend Hatarian soil and make those facist shitbags wish they had never been born!" he said triumphantly, shaking his fist at the skies
"the Atopianans are out of control, and we will be the instrument of thier demise!"

Official Clandonian Response

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Open Declaration:

His Majesty's government fully backs the Blub in their crusade to destroy the Hatarian menace. The Hatarian people should not be allowed the slightest chance to rebuild, they are despised and must be slaughtered like the vermin they are. I offer the entire Clandonian East Haven Fleet to escort the Blubians in their brave quest, if this force is attacked then upon leaving the waters of Haven then it will be seen as an act of war against the UKCP.

Clandonia stands arm to tentacle with the Blubs in their fight back, we urge any wise nations to leave the sinking alliance of the Dominion Commonwealth before you are dragged into a war that will blight your nation for centuries to come.


God Save the King and Long Live the Blub!



Prime Minister David Sistilin

“My friends and patriots!” shouted the reprehensive for the group. He stood in the stage of a pub.

“I come here from the ‘Friends of the Blubs Foundation’ and the ‘Hataria is Phail Movement!’ There is a little group of green men who need your help in getting revenge!”

By now, the pub was silent. The funny man in the green T-Shirt with this (asdf) silk screened on the front held his hands up high.

“These Blubs are fighting for their honor against the vile Hatarians and their Dominion Commonwealth, and they need your help.”

A very attractive blond woman climbed on the stage, wearing the same T-Shirt and a pair of short shorts.

“By donating a little bit of money to this noble cause, you will be saving this!” She held a basket with a small blub, wrapped in a blanket in it. It’s little eye stalks, barely two inches long, held eyes the size of tennis balls, making possibly the most adoreable little bastard in the world. It even had one of those little baby hats, and a tentacle held a little rattle, which it shook, tugging at the heart strings of the patrons.

“This little blub, like many others, was orphaned by the vile Hatarians! And remember, any donation is tax deductible!”

“Hear hear!” shouted a man, pulling out a 100 denarius bill! “Lets help the little buggers!”

They gleaned 5,000 denarii from the bar that day.

After a week of shaking down public places, a gigantic check was stuffed in a giant envelope and sent to the Blub Foreign Affairs Office. Its value? 25 billion Denarii.

you blubs are selfish warmongers, just like your anscestors the petrei dish organisms i worked on for science class 50 years ago! you are no more evolved than they are, so crawl back to the slime pools you were born in you savages!

You have just been insulted by
Ben Shikomati, Cazelian war room

FROM THE OFFICE OF ERIKA KARS, CHAIRWOMAN OF THE INGC

At this point in time, I'm inclined to watch this unfold, so for now, the Illiorian armed forces will deploy a Carrier battle group to a major area of conflict with its transponders constantly going to be easily IDed for the time being. If any Illiorian ship is even touched by some munition, the firing nation will have a state of total war declared on it. Have a nice day.

"Then we're on the same page," said Matias. "I won't condone rape and murder either, and I'll personally castrate any of my soldiers who tries. Probably catch clap from the damn Hatarian women anyways. And not to worry, it's been pretty well drilled into their heads- only what can be carried easily, at least while there's still fighting going on."

He smiled. "Now that that's settled, when do we ship out?"

Several days after the first shipment arrived more ships began docking, carrying again more weapons. However, they also carried ground launched munitions and vehicles.

Things like ATGMs, SAMs, grenade launchers, Doomani TDX .40cal Pistols, skyian rifles and sniper rifles were placed in standardized transport containers for transport to the various bases, where blubs would be trained on them in crash courses.

However, there were better things being unloaded, several thousand M160A2 'Phoenix' MBTs, being decommissioned in favor of the Nakil 1A2MC, as well as all new M260A1 'Valkyrie' Infantry Fighting Vehicles and M260A2 'Valkyrie' Cavalry Fighting Vehicles, as well as even more artillery vehicles, light trucks of CMPL designation, logistical vehicles.

Also, several hundred reserve escorts, ranging from destroyers to heavy cruisers and even submarines were been sent to the Blubs for them to use under lend-lease and just gifting. Included were four fleet carriers and eight light carriers, as well as a five dreadnoughts. Enough planes were carried to outfit the carriers to skyian standards, the planes incuded FB-177s, Aquilas, and several space unionist craft, as well as F/A-84B Shadows.

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OOC: Stats here: http://s14,invisionfree.com/TSSTechCentral/index.php
Blub, you can have anything you want. :D

Official Message from the United Dominion

The Dominion Commonwealth isn’t a sinking alliance, Prime Minister Sistilin. Your own nation was a member of it, but your old warmonger leaders used that protection to cause mayhem from me to clean up. I even think you and your King are warmonger like Lancer or whatever his name was. The reason is because that unneeded war your nation just had. The only lesson learned was that your nation hasn’t changed it warmonger ways.

The Dominion Commonwealth isn’t a sinking alliance as it has gained member even after the Second Empire was allowed in. We have chance to turn the Second empire into something great, but those bullies want to kill all Hatarians. I find that to be insane as most of the Hatarians that created all of the warmonger action are now dead.

Prime Minister Sistilin, you said ‘That the Hatarian must be slaughtered like the vermin they are.’ People said that about your people, too. Many of my own people questioned why your natino stayed in the Dominion Commonwealth after the first warmonger attack was caused and we came in saved your nation’s ass.

I got word of what those ‘honorable’ Blubs did at a Hatarian ball. They demanded a Hatarian surrender, which doesn’t make bloody sense as there isn’t a war between them. There was one in the past, but those Hatarian whom ordered those attack are now….what I said early…deader then a doornail.

I don’t have a problem with the Blubs or any of those nation within Haven. I respect some of you as honorable people, but that doesn’t mean I’ll not order the attack of a Havenite plane, ships or whatever attacking a Commonwealth state. I will not order my fleets into Haven waters or my bombers in Haven airspace as I don’t have a problem with them. I will defend an ally though.

Within the Dominion Commonwealth, which a lot of Clandonians will know, I’ll not allow a Commonwealth state to be attacked unless said member used that protection for their warmonger actions.

Right now, the Blubs are the warmongers in this matters as the Hatarian are only trying to rebuild the damage caused by their past rulers.

Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
The Emperor of the United Dominion
The Lord Marshall of the Dominion Commonwealth
The Co-Regional Governor of Romania
The Count of Transylvania
The CEO and Owner of Timber Wolf Incorporated and it sub-companies

Official reply to all allies
(There's so many folks posting now, it's hard to acknowledge you individually. You know who you are, though.)

We proudly accept your support, your help and most of all your friendships that you offer to us now. As many of you already know, in the past we were attacked by Hataria without a declaration of war. They used weapons of mass destruction against a city, killing many.

We do not believe in this Hatarian 'reform' and we see right through it for what it is. We believe in one thing at this point. Justice.

God Bless Haven and our allies.

Campus Carlton
Colonel Steele looked at the human with grave eyes. "We begin soon."

OOC: This is so fucking retarded. What do you hope to gain by this? The Hatarians have already been devasted by many wars and most if not all of the old empire is dead. These people are innocent.

OOC: This is so fucking retarded. What do you hope to gain by this? The Hatarians have already been devasted by many wars and most if not all of the old empire is dead. These people are innocent.OOC: You know well his IC reason, revenge, and the rest of us have always harbored IC hatred against Hataria, especially questers. Why not strike at your enemy when they are at their weakest, may not be honorable but makes sense. We ICly believe hataria needs to be wiped out. OOCly, we just don't like him very well, except for blub, cause he's too cool to hatee anyone.

Official reply to all allies
(There's so many folks posting now, it's hard to acknowledge you individually. You know who you are, though.)

We proudly accept your support, your help and most of all your friendships that you offer to us now. As many of you already know, in the past we were attacked by Hataria without a declaration of war. They used weapons of mass destruction against a city, killing many.

We do not believe in this Hatarian 'reform' and we see right through it for what it is. We believe in one thing at this point. Justice.

God Bless Haven and our allies.

Campus Carlton
Colonel Steele looked at the human with grave eyes. "We begin soon."

your 'friend' Atopiana initiated a cruise missle attack on a civilian occupied city! if you let this happen you will be doing the same thing Hataria did to your country! you will be murdering millions of innocent civilians for what?! some silly thing known as revenge! i doubt you will be any better than the savages you claim the Hatarians to be!

Official Message from the United Dominion

The Dominion Commonwealth isn’t a sinking alliance, Prime Minister Sistilin. Your own nation was a member of it, but your old warmonger leaders used that protection to cause mayhem from me to clean up. I even think you and your King are warmonger like Lancer or whatever his name was. The reason is because that unneeded war your nation just had. The only lesson learned was that your nation hasn’t changed it warmonger ways.

The Dominion Commonwealth isn’t a sinking alliance as it has gained member even after the Second Empire was allowed in. We have chance to turn the Second empire into something great, but those bullies want to kill all Hatarians. I find that to be insane as most of the Hatarians that created all of the warmonger action are now dead.

Prime Minister Sistilin, you said ‘That the Hatarian must be slaughtered like the vermin they are.’ People said that about your people, too. Many of my own people questioned why your natino stayed in the Dominion Commonwealth after the first warmonger attack was caused and we came in saved your nation’s ass.

I got word of what those ‘honorable’ Blubs did at a Hatarian ball. They demanded a Hatarian surrender, which doesn’t make bloody sense as there isn’t a war between them. There was one in the past, but those Hatarian whom ordered those attack are now….what I said early…deader then a doornail.

I don’t have a problem with the Blubs or any of those nation within Haven. I respect some of you as honorable people, but that doesn’t mean I’ll not order the attack of a Havenite plane, ships or whatever attacking a Commonwealth state. I will not order my fleets into Haven waters or my bombers in Haven airspace as I don’t have a problem with them. I will defend an ally though.

Within the Dominion Commonwealth, which a lot of Clandonians will know, I’ll not allow a Commonwealth state to be attacked unless said member used that protection for their warmonger actions.

Right now, the Blubs are the warmongers in this matters as the Hatarian are only trying to rebuild the damage caused by their past rulers.

Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
The Emperor of the United Dominion
The Lord Marshall of the Dominion Commonwealth
The Co-Regional Governor of Romania
The Count of Transylvania
The CEO and Owner of Timber Wolf Incorporated and it sub-companies

The Hegemony shall aid the Dominion Commonwealth if Hateria is attacked. Though we are small, we shall not stand by and allow a genocide to occur while we have power to act against it.

-Lord Sumguy, Hegemon

OOC: -=Tagged=-

To:Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
From:Adm Arnold, Temp Head of the Hatarian Air Force

I have been authorized by Emperor of Hataria, Barborossa the 1st, to take command of the Hatarian Air Force, since we have trained the first squadron of Hatarian's, in F-9T's. But since the threat has come sooner then we had hoped, we have in a record 3 week's upgraded the F-9T's to the F standard, and thus we have 40 F-9F's to defend Hataria. My country has sent a battle group to support the Dominon Commonwealth, and the air force has just sent 75 F/A-15D's over to Tangelee Air Field, painted in Hatarian Color's, to disgusie our involvment. We are glad to support the Dominon, and we will stand by your side in this matter.

To:Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
From:Adm Arnold, Temp Head of the Hatarian Air Force

I have been authorized by Emperor of Hataria, Barborossa the Second, to take command of the Hatarian Air Force, since we have trained the first squadron of Hatarian's, in F-9T's. But since the threat has come sooner then we had hoped, we have in a record 3 week's upgraded the F-9T's to the F standard, and thus we have 40 F-9F's to defend Hataria. My country has sent a battle group to support the Dominon Commonwealth, and the air force has just sent 75 F/A-15D's over to Tangelee Air Field, painted in Hatarian Color's, to disgusie our involvment. We are glad to support the Dominon, and we will stand by your side in this matter.

OOC: It is Barbarossa II.

IC: From Air Marshal Mizai of The Hatarian Air Force.

I Hear by Give Adm Arnold Command of The 1st Hatarian RAGI Sqaudron (90 RAGI-17 Intercepters) to Help in the Defense of Hataria.

To:Air Marshal Mizai
From: Commander Arnold, Head of 1st Hatrian RAGI Squadron ( 90 RAGI Interceptors), Head of 1st Air Defense Squadron (75 F/A-15D) and Head of 3rd Hatarian Tactical Strike Squadron ( 45 F-9F)

I am pleased to accept the command of the 1st Hatarian RAGI Squadron, in addition to the other's listed above, I am well enough, I will fly in the battle, I have flown combat missions in Vietnam before, I am honored to take a part in protecting Hataria from the threat of the Blubs.

To:Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
From:Adm Arnold, Temp Head of the Hatarian Air Force

I have been authorized by Emperor of Hataria, Barborossa the 1st, to take command of the Hatarian Air Force, since we have trained the first squadron of Hatarian's, in F-9T's. But since the threat has come sooner then we had hoped, we have in a record 3 week's upgraded the F-9T's to the F standard, and thus we have 40 F-9F's to defend Hataria. My country has sent a battle group to support the Dominon Commonwealth, and the air force has just sent 75 F/A-15D's over to Tangelee Air Field, painted in Hatarian Color's, to disgusie our involvment. We are glad to support the Dominon, and we will stand by your side in this matter.

To: Adm Arnold, Temp Head of the Hatarian Air Force
From: Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus

That’s good to know. All help is welcome in this coming fight.

Signed,
Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
The Emperor of the United Dominion
The Lord Marshall of the Dominion Commonwealth
The Co-Regional Governor of Romania
The Count of Transylvania
The CEO and Owner of Timber Wolf Incorporated and it sub-companies

To:Caesar Jason Scotus Lupus
From:Commander Arnold

I know I might not survive this battle, and if I don't this may be my last message to you, but my Hatarian pilot's are among the best I have ever trained, and I am proud to fight to the last alongside my UFAN, Hegemony, and DC brothers, as I type this on my tablet, I am sitting in the F-9F that, if it and the other's survive, I shall hand over to the Hatarian Air Force. I am proud to fly in defense of Hataria, you are the man I most admire right now, for it may seem worse where I am, with the Blub's coming, but you're in a most worse off posistion then I am. If I don't survive this battle, then godspeed my friend, I am starting my bird now, and don't be suprised if I die, I am fighting for God, Honor and Country. I bid you adieu, and I will go to my death with my KJV bible in my hand.

Farewell maybe,
Commander Jack Arnold
Temp.Head of the 2nd Hatarian Air Force.

To-Hataria
From-Cazelian defence ministry

All Cazelian forces in the area will be mobilized in a Flash strike tactic
we are sending you 30 of our best ships to aid you in your struggle against the barbarians

As per the Jolt Ordinances of 20xx, a rather high-resolution fax was sent to the enemies and allies of Blub, carbon copied to everywhere in the world. (except Clandonia Prime, where it was deemed necessary to send a courier due to a lack of fax machines and electricity)

Salutations Brothers in the International Community
And Clandonia

In the course of International Affairs and in the comings and goings of myriad diplomatic commitments, I have noticed a growing unrest among certain non-Haven nations against the Blub Colony. And, as my duty under the banner of the Haven Defense Initiative and the excellent relations my nation has with Blub, I must make a warning to those who would hope to get involved. Any and all non-Haven nations that attempt to invade Haven, and those Haven nations that seek to attack Blub Colony, will be destroyed without mercy. We will cross any ocean, rend any mountain, and burn any city to eliminate the last vestiges of your impurity from the planet. This is your warning. I know I have informed the questionably competent leaders of the dismally laughable Dominion Commonwealth of this repeatedly some time ago. However, they insist on protecting the nation of Hataria and on coming into conflict with the several Haven states. Therefore, I shall write again in their own language to ensure that this is not just a case of illiteracy. Back down now, or we shall fling metal eggs filled with fire and sickness into your villages.

The Blub Colony is supported to the utmost by No Endorse in any moves it might make. I recommend that any potential aggressors against the Colony stand down now and allow it to do its sovereign duty. The nation of Hataria, if this is indeed their intended target, must be eliminated to ensure the continued purification of the Human Race, and your interference in this sacred process is grounds for purification of your own nations. The economically, socially, militarily, and ideologically inferior must be purged to create a final, perfect civilization. I therefore pledge to Blub Colony any and everything it desires in this war, be it planes, tanks, ships, weapons, or men.

Atal Amner
Atal Amner

As per the Jolt Ordinances of 20xx, a rather high-resolution fax was sent to the enemies and allies of Blub, carbon copied to everywhere in the world. (except Clandonia Prime, where it was deemed necessary to send a courier due to a lack of fax machines and electricity)
OOC:
Cough. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=527917)

OOC: Hey that doesn't sound like Hitler or Nazi propaganda at all.....

OOC: Hey that doesn't sound like Hitler or Nazi propaganda at all.....

OOC: Yes, cause you know how we act like IC is a perfect representation of how we think in real life, everyone knows no endorse is a neo-nazi. /sarc

*wonders why people don't post these things in-thread more often :P*



Oh, and BTW
OOC: Hey that doesn't sound like Hitler or Nazi propaganda at all.....
It's Social Darwinism, get to love it, cause Amner is here to stay.