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Open Declaration:

The Holy Empire of Lord Sumguy will be holding a memorial service for all those who died as a result of the terrorist attacks during the Hegemony Ball. The service will be held at the National Cathedral, with a burial service to follow. The Reverend Lord Sumguy will preside over both ceremonies. Anyone who wishes to pay their last respects to the dead, and all who were in attendance at the Hegemony Ball are invited to the service.


The National Cathedral:

Lord Sumguy donned his robes, and began to prepare for the coming ceremony. The caskets of nearly one hundred people were surrounding the altar, many of whom were members of the Royal Guard. Lord Sumguy ran over his sermon and eulogy(dunno if that's spelled right) once more in his head, and wondered how many people would come.

The Free Empire shall send a delegate from nearby Victoria Colony, which was ceded to New Vantania by Lord Sumguy during the Hegemony's surrender.

The Free Empire's delegate is accepted. Wil the delegate be a native Sumguaian, or from Vontanas?

The Armed Republic of Aurum Domus was always friendly with The Hegemony and will send a representative to pay their respects to the dead.

We will send our Foreign Minister John Macked, for we lost 8 fine young marine corps men in that terrorist attack!

Prime Minister David Flower will come alone

The Free Empire's delegate is accepted. Wil the delegate be a native Sumguaian, or from Vontanas?

He will be a native from Victoria colony.

all current delegates are accepted.

The Holy Empire is also offering contracts to foreign companies that would be interested in building a memorial building at the site of the ball.

Foreign Minister Nikolai Bonaparte II, P.H.D shall atend to pay his respects and offer his sorrowful condolences and mass cards from our people.

Chairman Charles Winchester III of the the Blueblood Construction Corp. code 4077 shall come to propose his plan to create a giant glass golf ball on the sight with the words Remember Hegemony Ball across it and a waterfall to the side.

British Londinium will dispatch Field Marshal Max Wruck, commander of Fort Pembrey Sands, near Lord Sumguy's capital, to attend the memorial service.

The delegates from Fort Pembrey Sands and FreeDemGov are accepted, but the Blueblood Construction Corp. is urged to create designs of a more mournful and serious nature, to reflect the tragedy that has occured.

Caliwater Construction Corps, offer's to make a structure of two Royal Guard's kneeling in prayer, with a wall of all the men who died at the Hegemony Ball, with statue's of every national guard's or leader's of nation's that attended, and that perished, with a line on the wall top "Never Forget the Hegemony Ball, semeper vigalis"

This design seems to be a good one, and is accepted. Details will be determined after the memorial service.

National Cathedral:

Lord Sumguy looked out through the open doors, and noticed the first guests arriving. He walked out to greet them and show them in. The entrance was lined with Royal Guard, wearing the traditional plate armor of the empire.

President Jack Arnold and John Macked walked in, both wearing tuxedo's, and Jack Arnold shook Lord Sumguy's hand and said "I remember the sad tragedy very well, I am pleased to be here, although I wish it was in happier times..."

"Yes, times are indeed troubled, especially with this NATO and QC war going on. I just hope our nations aren't swallowed up in it's wake. Would you mind staying after the ceremonies for a time? I have something i wish to discuss with you and a few others that will be attending. It is concerning a certain international organization."

Jack nodded and said "Yes, I will stay, and so is John, my nation has luckily been un-noticed by the NATO/QC war machine's, so I've been staying neutral, however, (he dropped down to a whisper), I obtained 50 B-70 Valkyrie bomber's for nuclear delivery device's, and also conventional bombing as well, I also purchased for Calizorinstan, 100 Peacemaker 100 kt missile's, so I've been building up our military might, while the rest of the world's at war. That's the latest, and I'm still expanding..." He and John walked and sat down at the pew, Jack looking troubled..

"Hopefully, such force will never be neccesary." Lord Sumguy said to himself as the President was seated. A pamphlet was given to the men, detailing the service. It showed the hyms that would be sung, the psalms that would be recited, and contained a complete list of the dead that would be remembered.

Jack thought along similar line's, "I hope my nation won't have to use them, but we've got awesome striking power if we do need them in self-defense, plus I've got Trans, Kampf, Aurum, Wagdog, Vetaka, Vetalia, and a host of other's at my side, so I have powerful bunch of allies that will assist me, and they've got "Operation Calizorinstan Security" by the UFAN running right know, my country is in a perfect spot right now." He thought this, and relaxed in the seat, and opened the 1928 Prayer Book...

OOC: bump. We need some more people involved before this can really get a-going. Please RP your delegate's arrival.

John looked saddened and said "We lost 8-10 good young men, that were guards, I wonder who sponsored the terrorist's anyway?"

*bump, ill give this another couple hours, then ill just go ahead with the RP*

Prime Minister Flower came escorted by twenty members of the New Brittonian Marine corps. Walking into the memorial ball, he saw two familiar faces.

"Sumguy", he yelled, "how's the lighter doing for you?"

ooc- can you telegram me if something is planned to happen, i don't want to be left in the dark again

OOC: i'm not planning any attacks or disturbances.

"Very well! I don't smoke myself, but it always is good for when company is present!" Lord Sumguy responded.

Since Zoingo attended the ball and saw the horrific battle that occured, the president will come to the meeting. Also, we will be donating 2 million if possible to the construction of the memorial.

A colleage student at one of our universities has come up with an Idea for the memorial. Two gold fountains in front of a marble memorial (color is debatable) etched in it will be the names of the people lost and above the names will be the seal of the Hegemony and the number three million (since that is what the ball was ment for). And some plants donated from countries that attended either the ball or the memorial (or both) that will be planted in front of the memorial.

occ: a golf ball? That dumb, a large golf ball to represent the lives of people that were lost at a ball. :headbang:

The Ziongo president is accepted, and Lord Sumguy awaits his arrival. The memorial design also shows promise, perhaps Ziongo and Calizorindtan could merge their designs?

ooc- is it caliz then?

"Well, I do hope that you liked the gift. I do not have one this time around."

President Arnold grinned, and shook President Flower's hand and said "How are you?, I've convinced the people that the "New Socialism" is in order, and have been running my country that way sometime now..., but I am thinking of retiring, to play in a Rock 'N Roll band..., a hard rock one, I like it hard.." He grinned, and showed President Flower a picture of him on stage with the band Lynrd Skynard, and grinned, and fell sober and said "I was here, at the Hegemony Ball bombings..."

President Arnold grinned, and shook President Flower's hand and said "How are you?, I've convinced the people that the "New Socialism" is in order, and have been running my country that way sometime now..., but I am thinking of retiring, to play in a Rock 'N Roll band..., a hard rock one, I like it hard.." He grinned, and showed President Flower a picture of him on stage with the band Lynrd Skynard, and grinned, and fell sober and said "I was here, at the Hegemony Ball bombings..."

"I'm an atheist but I can imagine Jesus with like giant eagles wings and singin’ lead vocals for Lynyrd Skynyrd with like an Angel Band, and I’m in the front row, and we're hammered drunk.", Prime Minister Flower said.

President Arnold nodded, but rather looked a slight bit uneasy and said "We've changed your New Socialism, we still have the Anglican Church of Calizorinstan as our official religon, all the atheist's in our country our criminals, literaly..., anywoo, John Macked here, toured with Motorhead and AC/Dc before starting up the Imperial Trooper band..."

President Arnold nodded, but rather looked a slight bit uneasy and said "We've changed your New Socialism, we still have the Anglican Church of Calizorinstan as our official religon, all the atheist's in our country our criminals, literaly..., anywoo, John Macked here, toured with Motorhead and AC/Dc before starting up the Imperial Trooper band..."

"Wow. . that was not what we wanted"

ooc- WTF??

President Arnold looked exasperated and said to President Flowers "You didn't tell me to be a an atheist when you told me about this "New Socialism", if I ban religion, I'll have a Tinneman Square on my hand's!"

President Arnold looked exasperated and said to President Flowers "You didn't tell me to be a an atheist when you told me about this "New Socialism", if I ban religion, I'll have a Tinneman Square on my hand's!"

"No, do not ban religion. But you need a balance between the ban of religion and having a state religion."

President Arnold looked thoughtful and sighed, and thought, and finally said "You're right, in a sense, however, if I don't have it a state religon, the Archbishop of Canterbury will excommunicate me, and you don't want that to happen do ya?"

President Arnold looked thoughtful and sighed, and thought, and finally said "You're right, in a sense, however, if I don't have it a state religon, the Archbishop of Canterbury will excommunicate me, and you don't want that to happen do ya?"

Not really. . . that will cause war. And we do not want more of those.


ooc- you were interested in a civil war in my nation thread. I have the link if you want to do it.

President Arnold looked thoughtful and said "I might redo the "New Socialism"to be the "Anglo-Demosocialism" to suit my nation, it'll still follow the "New Socialism" guidelines, just with state religon put in there..., the people demand a state religon really, I'd love to have none, but if I do (He crossed his throat), I'll be the next assasinated ya know, I mean the normal people would take it, but the fanatics..." He shook his head and said "Trying to hold my country together, takes monumental strength, and a strong, stubborn headed will..."

OOC: I might be interested...

President Arnold looked thoughtful and said "I might redo the "New Socialism"to be the "Anglo-Demosocialism" to suit my nation, it'll still follow the "New Socialism" guidelines, just with state religon put in there..., the people demand a state religon really, I'd love to have none, but if I do (He crossed his throat), I'll be the next assasinated ya know, I mean the normal people would take it, but the fanatics..." He shook his head and said "Trying to hold my country together, takes monumental strength, and a strong, stubborn headed will..."

OOC: I might be interested...


"OK, my nation is in crisis, so I need to be strong also."

ooc- http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=531719

here it is

OOC: I probably won't be able to post anything in that thread until tomorrow, just for your FYI.

IC:

President Arnold smiled and said "Thank you for understanding David about my problem's in my nation right now, it's not easy, for we've got two ethnic groups, the Khilistani's, in northern Calizorinstan, who want Calizorinstan to be ruled by the pure "Khilistani" race, and us normal "Calizorinstani's" who want to be let alone, think of it like India and Pakistan..."

OOC: I probably won't be able to post anything in that thread until tomorrow, just for your FYI.

IC:

President Arnold smiled and said "Thank you for understanding David about my problem's in my nation right now, it's not easy, for we've got two ethnic groups, the Khilistani's, in northern Calizorinstan, who want Calizorinstan to be ruled by the pure "Khilistani" race, and us normal "Calizorinstani's" who want to be let alone, think of it like India and Pakistan..."

"Ok, this happened with us. We had the Blue Isle and the Red isle fighting for independence, the Marks wanted it. Later, we gave them a devolved parliament for that island. The national parliament makes laws regarding the country but the Blue and Red isles have parliaments for their own islands. See, everyone wins."

A message that had been hurriedly typed was sent to Lord Someguy.

I apologise but I can no longer attend, terrorists have attacked our nation and many others that are friendly to us including Vetaka.

President Arnold nodded and said sadly "However, the Khilistanis won't let us put one in for them, they want to, in their own words "Wipe the Calizoirnstani unworthy scum off the face of the earth", we've fought quite alot, but they ain't giving up, in fact, I am considering nuking them, and end this squabble, agh!" He sighed, and wished that the Khilistanis would get along with the Calizorinstanis...

President Arnold nodded and said sadly "However, the Khilistanis won't let us put one in for them, they want to, in their own words "Wipe the Calizoirnstani unworthy scum off the face of the earth", we've fought quite alot, but they ain't giving up, in fact, I am considering nuking them, and end this squabble, agh!" He sighed, and wished that the Khilistanis would get along with the Calizorinstanis...

"Damn", the Prime Minister said, "well the Marks are obsessed with the Marquess so what we did remember that this was 30 years ago was that we whacked him and put in his more liberal son."

"i bet you think these people are dead and gone" a voice said from the dark "they are only dead in your imagination. they never really died, only their bodies died. like me" the man stepped out of the light. it was Hasley "as you can see, i am not dead, but merely, and humbly alive. you may ask how i survived the gunshot to the head. in fact, i did not survive the gunshot. i died. i spent 6 months in hell. as you can see i have changed" Hasley's irises were red, and his skin was slightly tanned. he pulled up his sleeve. it was a scar. probably from a cat-o-nine tails "i am the figure of a prophecy" "nothing more"

"i bet you think these people are dead and gone" a voice said from the dark "they are only dead in your imagination. they never really died, only their bodies died. like me" the man stepped out of the light. it was Hasley "as you can see, i am not dead, but merely, and humbly alive. you may ask how i survived the gunshot to the head. in fact, i did not survive the gunshot. i died. i spent 6 months in hell. as you can see i have changed" Hasley's irises were red, and his skin was slightly tanned. he pulled up his sleeve. it was a scar. probably from a cat-o-nine tails "i am the figure of a prophecy" "nothing more"

OOC: can we stick to things that are physically possible here?
This is MT, not Fantasy Tech

OOC: can we stick to things that are physically possible here?
This is MT, not Fantasy Tech

read this

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=531561

and if you still think i'm crazy you can fire your I.G.N.O.R.E weapons

President Arnold sighed at the spirit and said to President Flower out of the corner of his mouth "Is it just me, or is there an imposter of Hasley running around..."

President Arnold sighed at the spirit and said to President Flower out of the corner of his mouth "Is it just me, or is there an imposter of Hasley running around..."

"I assure you, i am no impersinator President Arnold" "feel the middle of my forehead"

President Arnold felt Hasley's forehead and scowled and said "You had to die, you disrupted my talks, why couldn't you have restrained from attacking the BL Deputy Minister?"

President Arnold sighed at the spirit and said to President Flower out of the corner of his mouth "Is it just me, or is there an imposter of Hasley running around..."

"Well then", Prime Minister Flower said, "since he is not dead, lets kill him."

President Arnold said sighing "Here, take him outside and shoot him..." He underhandedly handed President Flower his M1911A1 pistol...

President Arnold said sighing "Here, take him outside and shoot him..." He underhandedly handed President Flower his M1911A1 pistol...


Hasley drew his 2 M9 pistols and pointed them at the Brittonian and President Arnold "you dishonorable little bug, the reason i yelled at the PM was he threatened to invade your nation if you remember right. he was a drunken moron and i dont see how you in the right mind could invite him to the talks"
"i got killed and sent to hell for 6 months be cause of you!" "you gave me to him! he said he wouldnt invade if he killed me! he killed me and then invaded! i died for nothing!" Hasley roared,his fingers twitching "i should shoot you right now but i won't. why you ask? it is something called honor, something YOU never heard of!"

President Arnold said nothing, but while Hasley was threatening, he ran to cover from the angry president, and walked behind the preacher's stand, and yelled to Lord Sumguy "The Cazelian president imposter terrorist person is threatening me and President Flower, call the guards!" He ducked behined the stand as bullet's flew...

President Arnold said nothing, but while Hasley was threatening, he ran to cover from the angry president, and walked behind the preacher's stand, and yelled to Lord Sumguy "The Cazelian president imposter terrorist person is threatening me and President Flower, call the guards!" He ducked behined the stand as bullet's flew...

a bullet passed through Hasley's shoulder "ow fuck!" he yelled, dropping his guns and putting his hands up "kil me if you wish, but i am unarmed, and Mr. Arnold, i am not a terrorist or an impostor, merely Jonathan Hasley" he then lowered to his knees and said "i surrender"

President Arnold nodded and said "I accept your surrender, and I acknowledge you ain't an imposter Mr.Hasley, however, you nearly got yourself killed a second time..."

President Arnold nodded and said "I accept your surrender, and I acknowledge you ain't an imposter Mr.Hasley, however, you nearly got yourself killed a second time..."

"that seems to happen to me alot, and this was more a..." Hasley started to count "489th time this month! new record!"

President Arnold smiled, and shook Hasley's hand and said "I aplogize for us starting off on the wrong foot, I was just, just, holding my country together, is hard, and trying to avoid conflict's.." He shook his head sadly and said "You see, we Calizorinstani's are strong people, that's how we survived attack's, we've rebuilt and pulled ourselves together..."

"What is going on?!" Lord Sumguy bellowed, marching over to the two men. "Who fired a gun in this sacred place, why is a dead man standing in front of me, and why is it apperently impossible to hold any kind of event without people shooting each other?!" Royal Guard descended upon the area, and releived the New Brittonian delegate of his weapon, as well as Hasely.

"We are going to arrest this man.", Prime Minister Flower said, "He threatened me and President Arnold."
He turned to his New Brittonian Marines pointing their FAMAS rifles at the man and said,
"Detain him for threatening the Prime Minister of New Brittonia and the President of Calizorinigstan."
He turned to Sumguy and asked,
"Do you give me permission to extradite him to New Brittonia?"

"What is going on?!" Lord Sumguy bellowed, marching over to the two men. "Who fired a gun in this sacred place, why is a dead man standing in front of me, and why is it apperently impossible to hold any kind of event without people shooting each other?!" Royal Guard descended upon the area, and releived the New Brittonian delegate of his weapon, as well as Hasely.

"i missed you too" Hasley said smiling, and handed Sumguy the pistols, 2 MAC 10s, an AK-74u and 4 clips "i'm sorry, i'm kinda hated in most places around the world, so i need to keep myself armed" "i hope i didnt upset you"

"We are going to arrest this man.", Prime Minister Flower said, "He threatened me and President Arnold."
He turned to his New Brittonian Marines pointing their FAMAS rifles at the man and said,
"Detain him for threatening the Prime Minister of New Brittonia and the President of Calizorinigstan."
He turned to Sumguy and asked,
"Do you give me permission to extradite him to New Brittonia?"

"Not on your word alone, no. I'm pretty sure Hasely would give a different side of the story." Lord Sugmuy turned back to Hasely. "Why and how are you here?"

"Not on your word alone, no. I'm pretty sure Hasely would give a different side of the story." Lord Sugmuy turned back to Hasely. "Why and how are you here?"

"it's a a VERY long story" he said, smiling "first, i died, second, i went to hell and spent 6 months there, third, i somehow woke up in Cyconut, and fourth, i took a refugee ship to your country" he said "and i am here because i need to talk to you. and by the way, i saw 4 of the people being remembered here on their way to heaven'

Lord Sumguy could hardly beleive any of this, but a dead man was standing before him, so he forced himself to keep an open mind. "What do you wish to say, and why did you go to hell?"

Lord Sumguy could hardly beleive any of this, but a dead man was standing before him, so he forced himself to keep an open mind. "What do you wish to say, and why did you go to hell?"

"i killed an innocent man during the Cyconut war, then i killed another" Hasley said "but when you go to hell you see horrible things, your family dying, your freinds being tortured, i saw myself being shot dead by 42 terrorists with AK-47s. it was horrible" he said looking up at Sumguy "i request a favor. i need you to help me on my quest to redeem myself" "if you say yes, our next destination is Skgorria, if you say no, i will go alone"

"i cannot fight Skgorria." was Lord Sumguy's answer, anticipating Hasely's motives. "They are far too strong, and i am currently under military restrictions. We can speak of this later, i have a ceremony to start."

"i cannot fight Skgorria." was Lord Sumguy's answer, anticipating Hasely's motives. "They are far too strong, and i am currently under military restrictions. We can speak of this later, i have a ceremony to start."

"i never said we needed to fight Skgorria, i only need to talk to someone, an old friend" "do you remember Storm General Beckenbauer?" Hasley asked

"yes, what about him?"

President Arnold sighed thinking of how many more times Hasley would throw a fit before the end of the year wherever he went...

"it's a a VERY long story" he said, smiling "first, i died, second, i went to hell and spent 6 months there, third, i somehow woke up in Cyconut, and fourth, i took a refugee ship to your country" he said "and i am here because i need to talk to you. and by the way, i saw 4 of the people being remembered here on their way to heaven'

OOC: Erm. Cazelia, this is a MT thread. People dying and coming back to life after spending six months in hell is not modern tech. Really.
IC:

At the sight of a supposed Cazelian zombie, or, at least, a Cazelian who was known to be dead six months ago, the platoon of Londinian soldiers accompanying Field Marshal Wruck to the memorial service opened fire with the HK416 assault rifles, pumping the previously deceased man full of lead.

President Arnold roared at the BL soldiers and said "What do you think you're doing idiot's, you just got a penitent man killed!, even if he was a zombie he posed no threat!"

OOC: Yeah, Caz, it would be FT probably or some sort...

"Well, you see, Mr President, the spread of the zombie virus is taken very seriously by the Londinian government, considering it has the potential to destabilize the entire human race. I will not allow humanity to be overcome by a horde of mindless, flesh-devouring living dead," explained the Field Marshal.

OOC: Cali, technically Cazelia should not have brought the guy back to life, since that isn't MT.

OOC: Ah, okay, I realize that

IC:

President Arnold said "Alright, I aplogize for my outburst, my aide here, John Macked has had experience with zombies before this, and suggested I shoot him, but you fellows beat me to the punch..."

OOC: Unlike your time travel character at the Hegemony Ball?

IC:

The platoon was immediately surrounded by royal guard, and asked to drop their weapons. Lord Sumguy turned to the Field Marshal, and, shaking, said quietly: "This is my nation, sir, and if a man is to be dealt with in such a manner, it is MY responsibility. You have just spilled blood in a sacred place, right before a MEMORIAL SERVICE TO MOURN PAST BLOODSHED!" He shouted the last part, then regained his composure. "Get your men out of this cathedral, or have them surrender their weapons until the ceremonies are over. If you do not I will have you arrested and ask permission from your government to try you for murder." He turned back to the rest of the people at the scene. "We have a ceremony to start, please go back to your pews." Two Royal Guard bicked up the body, and carried it out, as several others began to clean up the blood.

4 bullets hit Hasley, 2 through the shoulder, 1 skimmed the hip and one broke his left leg. Hasley screamed in pain and shoved over a table "what the fuck man! i am not a god damn zombie!!!!!" "stop trying to kill me!" Hasley then bolted to another peice of cover "Lord Sumguy! are you going to take this!" he was bleeding from the hip, shoulder and leg "get me a god damn medic!" Hasley dropped to his knees. blood was everywhere His blood. Hasley's vision blurred, everything went black and white, and everything slowed down. Hasley fell to his back unconsiuos, reached out to the stars, slill alive, but in critical, near death condition. his mouth was bleeding. his nose was bleeding, he was soaked in his own blood

"Erm...right," muttered the Field Marshal to himself. He snapped his fingers, and promptly all thirty of the Army soldiers pointed their assault rifles at the person of Lord Sumguy. "Were you saying something, sir?" He spat the last word. "Mind you that your nation can be crushed like a bug anytime I see fit, and I won't hesitate to have every single former Sumgese citizen in Sumatripte executed by giant blender. We still have those. Lovely machines..."

Wruck smiled to himself as he reminisced about the good old days when you could criticize the government and expect to have your liquefied remains force-fed to your family. Upon the outcry of Hasley - damn fucking zombie bitches, thought Wruck - each and every soldier emptied a clip of silver bullets (about 900 hundred of them total) into the former President's head.

OOC: Cazelia, if you want to do Fantasy Tech and have people come back to life, do it in another thread.

President Arnold and John Macked stepped beside Lord Sumguy and President Arnold said "Look, we've been patient with you so far, but if you murder him, I promise you a most bloody war you might win, but we will not stoop down to your level and accuse Lord Sumguy of crimes he didn't commit, and I swear on the bible that if you execute any of his angry citizen's, there will be hell to pay!" They looked angry and determined, 26 Calizorinstani Falcon's that had been outside for the rep's saftey, burst in, but didn't fire, but they were the security for Arnold and Macked..

OOC: Accuse him of crimes he didn't commit? Elaborate, please.

"If you wish to die, shoot me. I don't think you really have a overwhelming amount of resources at your disposal, as your nation has been declared war on by another nation much larger than itself. Your base alone cannot defeat my army, limited though it may be, and i don't think your homeland can afford to send troops to a colony right now, as it will soon be busy defending itself. It's kind of funny, as here here I was about to offer aid against the Aequatioans if they should attack. I rose to rule this country through guerrila warfare, do you really think that the official military is all I have at my disposal? My people hero-worship me, and im sure many of our former soldiers would be rather distressed to hear of my death. What's more, if you shoot me, it will be murder and an act of war, and you will have no trumped up excuse to justify your actions to the international community this time. Now stop making useless threats that, if carried out, will bring no good outcome for anyone." This was said from behind two guards, who had moved to sheild their emperor as soon as the weapons were trained upon him. The Captain said something into a radio, and the guards that were stationed outside walked in and trained their weapons on the platoon. Lord Sumguy laughed. "Do you really have that much of an emotional attachment to your platoon's rifles that you would cause their deaths, start a war, and commit murder just to keep from having to part with your precious guns for an hour?"

OOC: Cazelia, if you want to do Fantasy Tech and have people come back to life, do it in another thread.

OOC-i did do it in another thread
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=531561

OOC: News flash - the Aequatian war thread is temporarily on hold due to some minor RP problems, so please do not have it factor in to your considerations.
IC:

"They are quite nice rifles," intoned the Field Marshal. "And regulations prohibit abandoning equipment in unfriendly territory if it can be avoided."

He pointed to the bloody stump where Hasley's head had been before nine hundred rounds had slammed into his cerebrum.

"Now, let's think about this," the Field Marshal said mockingly. "Your army currently has one hundred thousand men total in it. Even if each and every one of those men were combat soldiers, the Londinian Armed Forces has well over thirty-two million men. You have precisely zero point three percent of our military strength. Now, how would my son put it? Ah, yes - eat my shorts."

OOC: You attacked the Hegemony for no good reason, they weren't a threat to anybody, and you invaded him for no real reason but to beat him up, sorry that's how I view it, I'm friends with you OOC'ly, but IC'ly...

IC:
5 Calizorinstani Falcon snipers trained their gun's on the BL troop's, and John Macked sensed a troubling feeling, he suddenly said "Gun's down everybody!" All 31 Falcon's lowered their gun's, and John and President Jack Arnold relaxed and John said "I'd kindly advise you not to shoot Lord Sumguy, for he is deeply respected by every Sumguian..."

OOC: News flash - the Aequatian war thread is temporarily on hold due to some minor RP problems, so please do not have it factor in to your considerations.
IC:

"They are quite nice rifles," intoned the Field Marshal. "And regulations prohibit abandoning equipment in unfriendly territory if it can be avoided."

He pointed to the bloody stump where Hasley's head had been before nine hundred rounds had slammed into his cerebrum.

"Now, let's think about this," the Field Marshal said mockingly. "Your army currently has one hundred thousand men total in it. Even if each and every one of those men were combat soldiers, the Londinian Armed Forces has well over thirty-two million men. You have precisely zero point three percent of our military strength. Now, how would my son put it? Ah, yes - eat my shorts."

He grabbed a small, military-issue radio from his belt.

"This is Wruck to Sumatripte Military Command. Ready all divisions for full combat maneuvers," he said into it.

"Would you care to, ah, reconsider your options?"

President Arnold said to the Field Marshall "I repeat, I say don't shoot Lord Sumguy, otherwise, I will indirectly ensure that you have the biggest civil unrest in your lifetime, you to me, are exactly like Voldemort.. and I am Dumbledore, metaphorically speaking, I say, calm down everybody, no need to use force, put down your weapons, and let's get the ceremony started!" He looked keenly at the BL Field Marshall, and walked into the sacristy, and donned priest robe's, and grabbed his sermon note's and started talking about peace, and the dangers of compliance...

"Riiight...didn't Dumbledore die or something?"

The soldiers lowered their weapons, but kept them cocked and ready for action.

OOC: News flash - the Aequatian war thread is temporarily on hold due to some minor RP problems, so please do not have it factor in to your considerations.
IC:

"They are quite nice rifles," intoned the Field Marshal. "And regulations prohibit abandoning equipment in unfriendly territory if it can be avoided."

He pointed to the bloody stump where Hasley's head had been before nine hundred rounds had slammed into his cerebrum.

"Now, let's think about this," the Field Marshal said mockingly. "Your army currently has one hundred thousand men total in it. Even if each and every one of those men were combat soldiers, the Londinian Armed Forces has well over thirty-two million men. You have precisely zero point three percent of our military strength. Now, how would my son put it? Ah, yes - eat my shorts."
OOC: very well, i will not include it.

Lord Sumguy laughed again. "Do you think we are so naive as to not have readied for such an attack? Every artillery peice in the Empire is trained upon that base of yours and your colony! And as for my nation's weakness, you see, i have not been idle diplomatically since your nation so rudely decided that a mistake concerning genocide that caused you no harm was ample reason to invade a nation. You think that the other Hegemony nations are not still my allies? That your military temper-tantrum caused us to forsake all bonds of friendship that we had? Your invasion of us sparked outrage the first time, i don't think the nations of the world will put up with such actions for much longer. Yes, you might win whatever war you would press against us, but your country shall be far weaker for it if you try. I spent eight years fighting revolutions and wars of independance, do not think that i don't know how to utilize a relatively small force and a sympathetic populous. Now if you will excuse me, i have a religious ceremony to start, surely you would not wish such a service to be interrupted." Lord Sumguy walked away toward the altar, but the Royal Guard remained, Forming a human wall that blocked off the rest of the cathedral, but making no move of aggresion.

President Arnold said "Yes, I know that, but let's avert a crisis here, I don't want to start and incident, Lord Sumguy, John and I apologize for our behavior and wish to start again on new terms, not only did Dumbledore die, Voldemort will too, but I ain't threatening you by all means, I'd hate to start a war..." He then started the service on this happy aplogetic note..

"I think a better analogy would have been the greek city-states and the Persain Empire." Lord Sumguy said, laughing, to President Arnold as they walked back to the pews and altar. "I told you they would try and kill me, stil got that disk?"

President Arnold nodded and said "Yeah, I do, I've been often called the "Harry Potter of Calizorinstan" for the countless times I've defied death and come away for the better..."

Lord Sumguy approached the altar, and the service began. At then end, there was ten minutes of silence, two closing hyms, and psalm 41 was read by Lord Sumguy. Lord Sumguy then went into the changing rooms of the cathedral, and began to don the Imperial Armor, an eleborate black and gold of plate armor left from the time of the old empire of ages past. He approached the nearby captain, who was putting on his own, less ornate, ceremonial armor.
"Is it ready, Captain?" He asked, putting on his helm.
"Yes sir, They will meet us as we leave."
"Good. Let's give our men a good burial."
"Yes sir!"

As this was going on, more members of the Royal Guard entered the building, dressed in ceremonial plate armor, and picked up the caskets. Lord Sumguy exited the changing room, holding a large flag. Outside, they joined a formation of 1,500 Royal Guard, all dressed in the same armor armor, wich would carry the dead to the graveyard. The men in the first two rows in the formation each held a flag of one of the nations that had lost people during the ball, with each row behind being occupied by royal guard carrying the dead. Lord Sumguy took his position at the head of the formation, and unfurled the flag he was carrying, which was the flag of the Hegemony. Civilians crowded the sidewalks, looking on in silent respect as the proccesion marched forward. They would march four miles, until they reached the cemetary. The guests were directed to follow behind the proccesion, in government provided limos. Soldiers were stationed along the edge of the road to keep the streets clear.

President Arnold said to the Field Marshall "I repeat, I say don't shoot Lord Sumguy, otherwise, I will indirectly ensure that you have the biggest civil unrest in your lifetime, you to me, are exactly like Voldemort.. and I am Dumbledore , metaphorically speaking, I say, calm down everybody, no need to use force, put down your weapons, and let's get the ceremony started!. . .

ooc- Quoted for ROTFLOL

"Now that we are in Harry Potter metaphors, can I be Reamus Lupin?", Prime Minister Flower said with a laugh.


ooc- man, i took a couple hours off and I got this.

BTW the Harry Potter quote is going into my sig

OOC-i did do it in another thread
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=531561

ooc: Puppet wanking?

ooc: Puppet wanking?

OOC: hoogedy whatnick?

ooc: Puppet wanking?

yeah, i have a colony, but i'm not puppet wanking. i just forgot to log out

yeah, i have a colony, but i'm not puppet wanking. i just forgot to log out

ooc: ok just wondering cuz it was like "whaaa" when I first saw it

OOC: could we get back to the RP?

OOC: Yeah, people we've gotten a bit OT...

IC:

President Arnold and John lowered their heads as both the Sumgaian dead, and the Calizorinstanian dead past them in coffins, both praying for the departed...

Meanwhile, the Londinian troops were becoming exceedingly rowdy, chugging bottles of rum concealed in the uniforms, laughing at the corpses, and, in one case, urinating on a grave. Two or three of them started to fire their assault rifles wildly in the air while screaming in Arabic; others, in their drunkenness, used their mobiles to summon some prostitutes from Sumatriptean brothels, and, as soon as they arrived, began to fornicate wildly with them.

The New Vantanian Sumguyanese man belched loudly as the dead passed, before spitting out chewing tobacco onto the floor and pew. He was dressed in bright yellow clothing, with red lettering saying "LORD SUMGUY IS DEVIL".

Two Calizorinstani Marines approached the man that belched and said "You're coming with us for questioning sir...", and they clamped his hands in handcuffs and walked towards outside....

Ivan McMillin, Minister of Diplomatic Relations of The Sith Clan, walked into the service area late.

"Sorry I'm late." He rudely announced loudly.

He walked over, and found his spot.

The ten Emerald Guard around the man pushed the Calizoristanis back at gunpoint, breaking the handcuffs. One of them growled at the Calizoristanis angrily, "This man is a native Lord Sumguyanese. You are Calizoristani people in Lord Sumguy, trying to arrest a New Vantanian citizen. Way out of your jurisdiction."

Meanwhile, the New Vantanian representative started smoking something very herbal, enough to give people second hand effects.

Right behind the disturbance Ivan McMillin looked on in awe.

"Quiet down please I'm at a funeral!" He said loudly.

Several civilians began videotaping the Vontanan and Londinian soldiers as they showed blatant disrespect for the ceremony. These actions would not go un-shown, and their governments would be humiliated. Meanwhile, nearly 50 soldiers surrounded the troublemakers, not arresting them, but refusing to move,and quietly advised them to stop before they caused a riot wich would likely end in their deaths. There was an angry crowd of civilians already gathering, outraged at this display, and many were armed, as gun ownership was encouraged within the empire. Meanwhile, the proccesion marched on, and if the Royal Guard were affected by this at all, they did not show it. If the Londinian and Vontanan soldiers stayed in Sumguaia tonight, there were a great many civilians who would do their best to lessen the number that left.

OOC: how did they get past the Royal Guard and move 4 miles to the graveyard? teleportation?

The 2 Calizorinstani Marines politely said "We know and we're, why is your rep belching, he should have been showing respect.." They walked off, and growled "Days like this are why I wish we were in Calizorinstan..."

The New Vantanian representative laughed as he noticed the people videotaping him. "HEY! If you haven't noticed yet, the Free Empire doesn't give two shits about the Hegemony! In fact, this is what I think of Lord Sumguy!" With that, the New Vantanian showed the cameras the finger. Belching loudly, he began throwing rotten tomatoes and other such fruit at the deceased.

President Arnold, John Macked and their entourage walked away into a limo, with President Arnold glaring at the Vontainain Man...\


OOC: Sorry Vontainian, ignore the original post, I toned it down a lot with this edit, didn't mean to IC'ly flame..

OOC: Now you tell me. Ignore the original post here as well.

IC:

The New Vantanian representative didn't notice, and continued to act disrespectivly.

OOC: I said, ignore that post, pretend it didn't happen, I retract my guys, I am ignoring your post, unless you fix it!


IC:

John Macked,and President Arnold made it safely to the airfield, of course their men were with them, and they boarded their plane...

OOC: I apologize Vontanas, for getting mad at you, my rep's are still at the party, and I had a force of 12 Calizorinstanian Marines accompanying them, I just forgot to RP it, I am truly sorry..

IC:

Pleased that the Vontaian settled down, President Arnold, and John sat down, and wiped their brows...

The New Vantanian representative laughed as he noticed the people videotaping him. "HEY! If you haven't noticed yet, the Free Empire doesn't give two shits about the Hegemony! In fact, this is what I think of Lord Sumguy!" With that, the New Vantanian showed the cameras the finger. Belching loudly, he began throwing rotten tomatoes and other such fruit at the deceased.

The Sumguaian soldiers lining the sidewalks were barely able to keep back the outraged civilians that were trying to get at the Vontanan man. "Tell you what," said one of the guards to his sergeant, "That man just violated several of our laws concerning assault. Why don't we arrest him?" The sergeant grunted, pushing back several people waving knives and guns. "Because we are trying to keep him from getting ripped apart by these people..." The first guard looked at him for a moment, and said "Wouldn't be that bad of a thing, if you ask me... Hey you! put that gun away!" If the Vantanan man did not stop soon, there would be a riot, and the life expectancy of the Vontanians present would drastically shorten. Meanwhile, the procession continued despite the disrespect, not a single Royal Guard broke formation or faltered, as they carried the dead to the graveyard.

OOC: you do realize that there are people from many different nations in those caskets, and that 7 out of 10 people in the empire own a gun, don't you? A riot would not end well for any foreigners present.

OOC: you do realize that there are people from many different nations in those caskets, and that 7 out of 10 people in the empire own a gun, don't you? A riot would not end well for any foreigners present.

OOC: I'm actually kind of hoping there's a riot, as I'm going to stay in the Empire over night, and leave in the morning. Also, I could care less how many people have guns in your nation. Most of them probably don't know how to use them, and if they do then they can get mowed down by semi-automatic fire. By the way, why did everyone apparently miss British Londinium's post:

"Meanwhile, the Londinian troops were becoming exceedingly rowdy, chugging bottles of rum concealed in the uniforms, laughing at the corpses, and, in one case, urinating on a grave. Two or three of them started to fire their assault rifles wildly in the air while screaming in Arabic; others, in their drunkenness, used their mobiles to summon some prostitutes from Sumatriptean brothels, and, as soon as they arrived, began to fornicate wildly with them."

OOC: I'm actually kind of hoping there's a riot, as I'm going to stay in the Empire over night, and leave in the morning. Also, I could care less how many people have guns in your nation. Most of them probably don't know how to use them, and if they do then they can get mowed down by semi-automatic fire. By the way, why did everyone apparently miss British Londinium's post:

"Meanwhile, the Londinian troops were becoming exceedingly rowdy, chugging bottles of rum concealed in the uniforms, laughing at the corpses, and, in one case, urinating on a grave. Two or three of them started to fire their assault rifles wildly in the air while screaming in Arabic; others, in their drunkenness, used their mobiles to summon some prostitutes from Sumatriptean brothels, and, as soon as they arrived, began to fornicate wildly with them."

OOC: i didn't, they are currently surrounded by soldiers who are trying to convince their commander to discipline his men. Speaking of which...

IC: from the ring of soldiers surrounding the Londinian platoon, a lieutenant stepped forward, to speak with the commander.

"Well, it seems to me as though we may be here awhile. So, while we are waiting for your men to act like human beings again, please enlighten me. Does your army not beleive in discipline or honor, or are you just a bad commander?"

President Arnold yelled over a bullhorn "Why, Londinian's, and why Vatonians, do you laugh at the dead?, it is a solemn occasian, that you wish to break, in my opinon, you support our Fascist foes, the "Baa'thists", we ask firmly you leave, you are not worthy to be here dogs..." He walked over to the Londinian commander and spat on him and said "You infidel dog!, you support the Baa'thist's by doing this..."

At this point the procession had already passed, and was nearly a mile away. more soldiers poured into the area to placate the crowd and control the disgraces of humanity that were the Londinian and Vontanan soldiers. They made no move to attack any of the foreigners, but encircled them completely, blocking them from the sight of any outside the circle and preventing them from leaving the areas they were in. The leutenant that had spoken to the Londinian commander took President Arnold aside, and spoke to him quietly. "Do not bother with these men, they are more animal than human. Let them wallow in their barbarism, their intents are entirely malicious and they are trying to anger us. Let us defeat them in an unconventional way, by showing goodwill towards them no matter how much they deserve otherwise. Do not sink to their level."

President Arnold and John Macked, and their entourage walked up to Lord Sumguy and said "I regret that we cannot stay, we have urgent buisness matters at home.." John and President Arnold shook Lord Sumguy's hand, and hopped in their limo, and got into their B-707 VIP jet, and the pilot's hopped in to their Mig-1.44 escort fighters, and they taxied to the runway...

President Arnold and John Macked, and their entourage walked up to Lord Sumguy and said "I regret that we cannot stay, we have urgent buisness matters at home.." John and President Arnold shook Lord Sumguy's hand, and hopped in their limo, and got into their B-707 VIP jet, and the pilot's hopped in to their Mig-1.44 escort fighters, and they taxied to the runway...

OOC: Lord Sumguy is at the head of the procession a mile away...

OOC: Looks like we've got a neo-con who doesn't like freedom of speech or religion... And who can't spell New Vantania or New Vantanian

IC:

The New Vantanian laughed as the idiot presented his racist and prejudiced views. He then said, "This isn't a solemn occasion, it's a celebration! Less worthless scum who dare call themselves humans eating up resources and oxygen! Indeed, they're actually repaying some of their debt by feeding their worm masters! As for your obviously racist views of the Ba'athist party, I bet you want to kill all the Arabians don't you? There's nothing wrong with being facist, it's just having one party instead of two. I'm glad I don't live in a country without Freedom of Speech like yours!"

With that, a New Vantanian helicopter descended, hovering a few feet above the ground. The New Vantanians climbed into it, before going to their hotel for the night, beefed up with reinforcments.

OOC: Well, let's presume that John and Jack drove up their and said good bye...

8 soldiers took positions outside the hotel containing the Vantanans, to protect them from any mob that may form. A crowd had already gathered, led by far-right fascist party leaders (a radical opposition party to the ruling moderate conservative party). And were now chanting outside: "Respect the dead or join them!"

The Londinian soldiers watched with mild disinterest at the scene unfolding before them; they were too busy getting drunk or copulating with their "escorts" on top of the tombstones. A few, though, realized the precarious situation that they were in, and ensured that their weapons were armed, loaded, and set to semi-automatic fire.

An apple core was tossed carelessly out the window, without the New Vantanians realizing what was going on outside. The apple core hit the mob's leader in the head.

Suddenly the mob rushed the guards, who were able to hold their ground for about 45 seconds before being overcome. The rioters swarmed throught the hotel looking for the Vantanans. One of the guards was still conscious (dunno if that's spelled right) and spoke into a radio: "Code Red, mob in the building, need rescue squad now." Within three minutes two helicopters containing 16 Royal Guard flew over the roof, and the Royal Guard dropped out. They immediately went to the rooms containing the Vananans, and prepared to meet the oncoming mob. One guard broke down the door to the room of the man who had caused a disturbance earlier, and entered. "A mob is in the building, after your blood. Go now, we will hold them off as long as we can, which unfortunately will not be long."

OOC: Why is the fact that my soldiers are ejaculating on the graves of the Hegemony ball victims being ignored by these angry mobs?

OOC: Why is the fact that my soldiers are ejaculating on the graves of the Hegemony ball victims being ignored by these angry mobs?

OOC: because they are surrounded by over 100 soldiers and blocked from outside veiw.

OOC: because they are surrounded by over 100 soldiers and blocked from outside veiw.

OOC: Oh, come on. Riots! Riots! Riots!

An Emerald Guard, one of thirty, saw a man in armor bearing a gun break down the door, his rifle at his side. Panicking, the guard shot what looked like an assassin before he could say anything. The guards and the New Vantanian representative poured out of the room, seeing the mob charging towards them through the hallway. Making sure they had bayonets attached, they started firing into the angry mob with semi-automatic fire.

Meanwhile, five of the thirty guards grabbed the representative, running from the mob and up the stairwell, locking the door behind them. Each door they came to, they locked. However, in one of the doorways there was another group waiting for them, much smaller this time. The New Vantanians stopped, not yet seen, and prepared to charge the mobsters. Surging forward, they started firing, getting in close to kill them with bayonets.

An Emerald Guard, one of thirty, saw a man in armor bearing a gun break down the door, his rifle at his side. Panicking, the guard shot what looked like an assassin before he could say anything. The guards and the New Vantanian representative poured out of the room, seeing the mob charging towards them through the hallway. Making sure they had bayonets attached, they started firing into the angry mob with semi-automatic fire.

Meanwhile, five of the thirty guards grabbed the representative, running from the mob and up the stairwell, locking the door behind them. Each door they came to, they locked. However, in one of the doorways there was another group waiting for them, much smaller this time. The New Vantanians stopped, not yet seen, and prepared to charge the mobsters. Surging forward, they started firing, getting in close to kill them with bayonets.

The Royal Guard were already fighting the mobsters hand-to-hand, and two turned and yelled, motioning for the Emerald Guards to go to the roof. The guard that had opened the door was shot in the shoulder, and ran after the Vantanans, calling after them: "Get to the roof, we have helicopters waiting!" Trigger happy fools, he thought, as he collapsed from blood loss, gonna get themselves killed... On the roof, the helicopters had touched down, and were still running, already prepared to leave again. The pilots looked for anyone that might come up.

The Londinian soldiers, with their 'escorts', pushed their way through the circle of Sumgese soldiers, exposing themselves to the crowd nearby, and proceeded to continue with their debauchery in full view of the public eye.

The Londinian soldiers, with their 'escorts', pushed their way through the circle of Sumgese soldiers, exposing themselves to the crowd nearby, and proceeded to continue with their debauchery in full view of the public eye.

OOC: a minor godmod, im afraid, but negligible. i have to RP my soldiers failing to do what they were there for, contain your troops. No mob would try to attack 100 of their own nation's soldiers.

IC: the soldiers moved along with the Londinians, and any further attempts to push through the ring were resisted by the three-man thick circle.

OOC: Apologies.

"Um, look, fuckwits," the general said to the Sumgese troops. "You had better let us the fuck out, or we'll kill all of you. I've got a whole division on full alert just forty kilometres from here."

OOC: Apologies.

"Um, look, fuckwits," the general said to the Sumgese troops. "You had better let us the fuck out, or we'll kill all of you. I've got a whole division on full alert just forty kilometres from here."

"we are protecting you, sir." The lieutenant in command of the soldiers said, finding it difficult to sound respectful. "Your troops' apparent lack of any shreds of human dignity or honor would cause a riot if seen in public. If you wish to travel somewhere, we will move with you until you reach a location far enough away from here. Likewise, if you wish us to give you more space within the ring, we shall do so. Any attack upon us would be a suicidal act of murder, as you are outnumbered by more than 2 to one at the moment, and you would die before any division arrived. I hardly think that being shown goodwill and concern for your safety is a cause for a war, unless all of your generals have the power to jerk their armies around upon a whim. If you wish, we can block off the road for you to pass through, but we do not trust you to interact well with the citizens of the Empire, especially considering your troops' current behavior, which would warrant arrest and court martial by any standards. It is a sad thing when a 2nd-rank lieutenant can control his men more effectively than a general. Any interaction with civilians while your troops are like this would likely result in your death, and would not do anyone any good. If you wish to exit the city, we can escort you out. We are limiting your movement in no way, only your ability to interact with our citizens. Therefore, if your intents are not malicious, there is nothing to complain of."

OOC: i really don't want a riot, as i don't trust your IC government to not declare war, despite the fact that the government would not be responsible.

"I...I can't control my troops?" asked the General. "Bitch, I told them to do whatever they want, to party as hard and as long as they fucking please. Now, listen. See this radio? One false fucking move and all those Sumgese douchebags in our colonies will be fucking executed by giant fucking blender, and their fucking remains will be shoved down the throat of your giant asshat of a leader! Now get out of my fucking way!"

The two guards that were fighting the mobsters were riddled with lead, the soldiers unable to differentiate between them and the mobsters, their words and the other guardsmens words covered up by gunfire. The twenty-five Emerald Guard managed to hold the mobsters back for a time, before running out of bullets. The Emerald Guard ran for the door, the mob following, trampling the guard to death, while the Emerald Guard made their last stand, leading a brutal bayonet charge. All twenty-five Emerald Guardsmen died, but the mobster casualties were much higher.

Meanwhile in the stairwell the soldiers had managed to kill the ambush party, and approached the roof door cautiously. They sent a radio message to their helicopter pilot, who awoke without knowledge of the other helicopter behind him. He followed the message, going up high and waiting. The roof door crept open, and five smoke grenades were thrown out, covering the Sumguyian helicopter. The New Vantanian helicopter threw down a ladder, and the five surviving Emerald Guardsmen and the representative climbed up. Once they were there safely the helicopter flew them back to Victoria colony without a single attack.

Of course, the entire scene had been caught on tape by New Vantanian cameras.

Five Calizorinstanian Falcon's had remained behind, to ensure Lord Sumguyian's safety, joined in with the mobster's, going towards the British Londinian's, with civilian clothes, and sheathed Scimitar's, and FN FAL's, they were Red Stars, with beret's with red stars on them, they were going to help the mob...

"I...I can't control my troops?" asked the General. "Bitch, I told them to do whatever they want, to party as hard and as long as they fucking please. Now, listen. See this radio? One false fucking move and all those Sumgese douchebags in our colonies will be fucking executed by giant fucking blender, and their fucking remains will be shoved down the throat of your giant asshat of a leader! Now get out of my fucking way!"

OOC: well that was rude...

IC: "Your death, not mine. Go ahead, your most controlled and polite highness. I apologize for accusing you of not being able to control your troops, i guess i just assumed that someone in your platoon had some honor." The surrounding soldiers laughed at this, and then walked to herd the crowds away. The BL troops were no longer surrounded.

"Fuck yeah," shouted the soldiers at the top of their lungs, firing their assault rifles wildly into the air as they climbed into their Jeeps and began to drive back to Londinian-controlled parts of Sumgese territory. En route, one of the soldiers urinated out of a window, splattering several soldiers and regular civilians.

The two guards that were fighting the mobsters were riddled with lead, the soldiers unable to differentiate between them and the mobsters, their words and the other guardsmens words covered up by gunfire. The twenty-five Emerald Guard managed to hold the mobsters back for a time, before running out of bullets. The Emerald Guard ran for the door, the mob following, trampling the guard to death, while the Emerald Guard made their last stand, leading a brutal bayonet charge. All twenty-five Emerald Guardsmen died, but the mobster casualties were much higher.

Meanwhile in the stairwell the soldiers had managed to kill the ambush party, and approached the roof door cautiously. They sent a radio message to their helicopter pilot, who awoke without knowledge of the other helicopter behind him. He followed the message, going up high and waiting. The roof door crept open, and five smoke grenades were thrown out, covering the Sumguyian helicopter. The New Vantanian helicopter threw down a ladder, and the five surviving Emerald Guardsmen and the representative climbed up. Once they were there safely the helicopter flew them back to Victoria colony without a single attack.

Of course, the entire scene had been caught on tape by New Vantanian cameras.

The pilot of the helicopter coughed in the smoke surrounding his vehicle, and his radio buzzed. One of the guards had survived, and radioed the pilot. "The Vantanans mowed us down, nobody is left, im gonna be dead soon too, stomach collapsed...not pretty..get out before the mob gets there." The pilot sat stunned, then took off, sending a transmission to the exiting helicopter. "Congratulations folks, you just slaughtered our rescue team that was sent to help you. Maybe next time a uniformed man waves at you and says something, you should confirm who he is before killing him." He then turned and went back to the base that he had come from. About a minute later, soldiers stormed the building, dragged out the mob leaders, and shot them.

OOC: These Red Star men, aren't sent by my government, they are communist merc's, and these views are their own, and they aren't government sanctioned...

The 5 Red Star men, disguised as Falcon's, went into the hotel, and the leader, stood on a stool and said "You hate the British Londinians as much as I do correct?" The crowd booed at the mention of BL, and they nodded, and the leader smiled behind his mask and said "Well, they claim they're not "oppressive", but they are!" The crowd booed, and one man said "You heard him, he's our man for this job!", the leader smiled and said "Follow me, to an old house I rented, it'll serve as our planning house..."

The procession halted at the graveyard, and the burials began. The Royal Guard sang hymns in unison as this was being done, and afterward they marched back to the cathedral. Lord Sumguy began a flight to Calizorinstan in a private jet.

Official Diplomatic Telegram:
To: The Holy Empire of Lord Sumguy
From: The Free Empire of New Vantania
Following the mob and government joint attack on our representative to a peacful funeral, we demand reparations, or we will be forced to take action. We demand monetary compensation and land. Do as we ask and your nation shall be spared.

We have video evidence that one of your Royal Guardsmen broke down our hotel room door, guns exposed. Fortunately, an Emerald Guardswomen was fast enough to stop the assassin from killing anyone. Then, while our men and women were escaping we saw a large civilian angry mob headed by two Royal Guardsmen. We quickly started gunning them down, the representative being escorted to the roof, snagged only by a small ambush party of hotel workers. While they were making their escape, the twenty-five Emerald Guardsmen were killed, more then two hundred Lord Sumguyians dead around them.

Official Diplomatic Telegram:
To: The Holy Empire of Lord Sumguy
From: The Free Empire of New Vantania
Following the mob and government joint attack on our representative to a peacful funeral, we demand reparations, or we will be forced to take action. We demand monetary compensation and land. Do as we ask and your nation shall be spared.

We have video evidence that one of your Royal Guardsmen broke down our hotel room door, guns exposed. Fortunately, an Emerald Guardswomen was fast enough to stop the assassin from killing anyone. Then, while our men and women were escaping we saw a large civilian angry mob headed by two Royal Guardsmen. We quickly started gunning them down, the representative being escorted to the roof, snagged only by a small ambush party of hotel workers. While they were making their escape, the twenty-five Emerald Guardsmen were killed, more then two hundred Lord Sumguyians dead around them.


OOC: I only RP'ed the attack because i was under the understanding that you would not do this. Please pursue the matter no further.

IC:
Official Response:

My dear sirs, I am afraid you are sadly mistaken. If your Emerald Guards had not shot my soldiers on sight, they would have realized that they were, in fact, a rescue team sent to evacuate the building. If you wish, we can provide radio transcripts proving this. Also, autopsies have revealed that not one of the Emerald Guard was hit by a bullet from my men's rifles, and that most of the rescue team died from being shot in the back by the Emerald Guard. The "assasin" you speak of was a member of this team, and was going to take the New Vantanan....guest to a helicopter that was waiting on the roof of the building. Your accusations are false, and I would be most grateful if you would make an announcment regarding this understandable mistake, as the reputation of my nation is at stake. I bear no grudge and am not insulted, as i can see how such a mistake could have been made.

-Lord Sumguy

OOC: I had my own self serving purposes. However I've had a change of heart.

IC:

Official Diplomatic Telegram:
To: The Holy Empire of Lord Sumguy
From: The Free Empire of New Vantania
Emperor Hawthorne III has heard your plight, and come to your rescue. He has officially pardoned the Holy Empire of all crimes. He also has said that he wishes to meet Lord Sumguy personally to discuss closer relations between our two empires. Also, we wish to transport the offending representative to your capital city for execution by gillatene (sp?) in front of a large crowd of people.

OOC: thanks!

IC:

To: Vontanas.gov
From:Sumutherguy @ Sumguy.heg (had to seperate or it would be treated as a real link)

The following email is intended for Emperor Hawthorne III from Lord Sumguy:

I thank you for the pardon, your most gracious majesty, and wish to give one of my own. If possible, I wish to pardon the representative of his death sentence as a gesture of goodwill. If this is not acceptable, then he may be executed by lethal injection. I would greatly enjoy a speaking with you and will send an official invitation as soon I am finished with my current visit in Calizorinstan, from which I am writing.

With great hope for the future,
Lord Sumguy

We accept your pardon of the man, and eagerly await our meeting.

OOC: TG me so we can work out the details.

OOC: Lord Sumguy, TG. Incidentally, if "Lord Sumguy" is the ruler of your country, what exactly is the name of the country itself?

OOC: Lord Sumguy, TG. Incidentally, if "Lord Sumguy" is the ruler of your country, what exactly is the name of the country itself?

OOC: the Holy Empire of Lord Sumguy. He kinda founded it, and it was named after him as a result. I really need to make a factbook... btw, Sumguy is a title in the native language of the nation, not a name, if you were wondering.