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Tsar Xavier II looked over the briefing one more time. "So what do you recommend?"

"Well," said Yuri Golovko, Minister of State Security. "I think that we should be careful, really. I don't know if it is wise for Derscon to jump into a war." Xavier nodded. "Wellesley?"

"I, like Yuri, would be cautious, but militarily, we are fully capable of fighting such a war, especially if we have all of Greater Prussia at our back." Xavier thought for a moment, before turning to the Foreign Minister.

"Kabanov, I want you to summon the leaders of Greater Prussia and the New Prussian Empire here, to the Kremlin. I believe it's time we met in person and worked things out."

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SECURITY LEVEL: CROWN
PRIORITY: RTFN

In the interests of pan-Prussian cooperation, and to destroy the threat of the Corporate Alliance, we ask that you come to Rekjyavich-Andropov Military City for a council in appropriate action. Bringing military officers involved with the conflict is a plus, and secrecy is a necessity.

It is time that both Prussias come together to combat the threat of the Corporate Alliance.

His Most Eminent Majestic Highness Tsar Xavier Alexeitovich Caesar Agustus Andropov II, Fedei Defensor, Par la Grâce de Dieu;
Ambrosial Seraph of the Divine Prussian Empire of Derscon, Arch-Chancellor of the Greater Prussian Empire,
Leath-Ri of the Redemption Isles,
Veliky Kralj of the Eternal Empire,
Khšaçapavan of the Covanent of God,
Knight Commander and Dragon Master of the IOI, Gloeihdamae

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RAMC Airbase

Runways were being cleared and the Fast Track underground shuttle was being prepared for the arrival of the New and Greater Prussian Empire authorities. Tsar Xavier was ensuring that speed was taken into account, so everything was pre-prepared, instead of having the usual pomp and circumstance that could make the mere arrival a half-hour occurrence.

SIC


Nadov sat alone in his study....a gentle fire behind him lit the room...it was late at night and at any other time he would be sound asleep...but he current times were far from ordinary.

War with the wretched Corporate Alliance had caused Nadov to spend countless hours pouring over intelligence and going to staff briefings with his commanders, and thoughts of new strategies and plans and thoughts of the brave men and women who were now fighting and dieing kept Nadov awake well into the night with a glass of the finest scotch and a cigar to keep him company

The rooms silent tranquility was interrupted by a knock at the door

"Enter." Nadov spoke a tone of annoyance in his voice.

The large Oak doors opened revealing a young military officer from the palace comms room the young officer bowed his head and saluted.

"My lord we have received a message from the Greater Prussians..in regards to the New Prussian-Corporate Alliance war...it appears as tho the Greater Prussians wish to hold council with the leadership of the New Prussian Empire in hopes of uniting us."

The young officer paused and then presented Nadov with a the received transcript.

Nadov took the paper anxiously...it was good to finally receive some good news..he the turned to the young officer nodded his head and dismissed him, Nadov sat back at his desk taking a last gulp of his scotch and began his reply

Secure Transmission from the Imperial House of the Imperial Kingdom of Gataway

ENCRYPTION LEVEL Omega
DECRYPTION SEQUENCE #######

It is with great pleasure and honor that I shall accept this invitation to meet with the leadership of your most prestigious alliance. It is my most sincere hope that with myself and the leaders of Wanderjar and ThePeoplesFreedom that we may unite our two great alliances and crush the plague that is the corporate alliance.

Accompanying me shall be my senior military staff including the head of the Had Jemzi as well as the defense minister.

I shall depart tonight, under complete secrecy

Emperor Yakkov Melech Nadov III Supreme crown ruler of the Imperial Kingdom of Gataway


After sending the transmission Nadov quickly grabbed his office phone and called ahead to awake the defense minister..in a little over forty-five minutes the Emperor his staff and the defense minister were aboard an Imperial jet bound for the Kremlin

SIC

Empress Kristina Schraepl II (http://www.sepiamutiny.com/sepia/archives/LeylaMilani6.jpg) sat at her desk with her eyes constantly reading reports and documents. Her immortal body didnt need rest so she remained awake for days at a time. This was one of her long awake spells. She was alone in the dark with lightning behind the large window of the palace behind her. She wasnt alarmed when the door opened.

Derrick (http://www.panzernet.net/panzernet/fotky/esa/guderian/004.jpg) walked into the office quickly and didnt say a word until he was sanding directly in front of the Empresses desk.

"We have recieved a communication calling a meeting of the NPE general staff. I expect that we shall be going?" He explained to her.

"We will need a strong guard unit." She responded.

"I would say that a dozen is well enough, stealth is a useful weapon." Derrick said. "We should leave immediatly." The Empress nodded and began to ready everything for the departure.

Thomas Sheridan was pacing in his office wondering what to do about a potential strike situation when his Foreign Minister walks into the office.

"My Lord, we just received a summons from Tsar Xavier II. He requires our presence immediately."

"Very well Paul. We both shall go and see what this is all about."

After leaving a messege for his wife and children, Thomas boarded his plane for the flight off too the RAMC.

SIC

The report was read, re-read and decided on. With their new entrance into the Prussian Empire, along with their ground troops being position on Gross Reich it was necessary to attend the meeting. Therefore, Lord Grant Charles sent his most trusted military officer, Ralph Vendermont, of the Cnian Army. A high ranking Lieutenant Colonel, along with an escort of two Buddhist Samurias to guard him. Their bodies were covered head-to-toe with dragonskin armor, their heads where guarded by a M1 plate covered with dragon skin, and they had a wide bullet-proof visor for their eyes.

Governor Lord Grant Charles;
The Reply of the Vatican of Buddha

We have decided to allow our most trusted military officer, Raplh Vendermont to enter this meeting with his guards, two sword-wielding novices. With this he is being shipped to your grand nation, but can be recalled at any time. We bid you adu.

Lt. Colonel Vendermont sat in the luxurious jet plane waiting to arrive at the nation, his guards sharpening their weapons.

Tseii-Shogun Nakamura Taiki was actually having a remarkable morning.The sun h ad just cleared the buildings on the shore of the bay, and his office was bathed in a warming orange light. He sat peacefully on the tatami mat floor in a white kimono enjoying the light. The wood and iron door to his office shut with a slight *klink* and he heard the shuffle of sandals coming up the stone stairs.
"Your Excellency?" his secretary whispered (though in the calm stillness of the office, it sounded about regular volume).
"Yes, go ahead," he replied, equally whispering.
"Czar Xavier is holding a meeting regarding possibly fighting the Corporate Alliance."
"Oh really? Well, cancel my other appointments for the day," he said, getting up.

Within an hour, he was airborne and heading for Derscon.

Rekjyavich-Andropov Military City

Once the flights touched down, and the people came off the planes, diplomats and security personnel immediately whisked them too the Fast Track, taking them to the Kremlin itself, the aeroplanes being immediately taxied to the elevators to be held in the underground hangars.

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All parties met outside the Sentinel Walls -- the walls separating the Kremlin from the rest of the city -- and were sent through the passageways in the wall. As they walked through, they were scanned to determine all of the weaponry, etc, they had on them -- although no one in the tunnels knew they were being scanned (other than the Dersconi personnel, obviously). Nothing would be taken, but Dersconi personnel wanted to ensure they knew exactly who had what and where.

When they finally came out on the other side of the massive Sentinel Walls, they immediately found out why it was called Rekjyavich-Andropov Military City -- they could see members of the Praesillei Dei -- the genetically engineered, biologically advanced personal clone "army" of the Tsar (Derscon has always prided itself in its mastery of such technology) -- clad in their full-body blood-red and jet-black assault suits, patrolling the grounds.

They didn't have much time to look at either the guards or the massive Reichstaghof in front of them (which was now a theatre and an office building, as the parliament was de facto disbanded almost five hundred years ago, de jure, under the reign of Tsar Rekjyavich Ivan Andropov II), as they were immediately loaded into a few diplomatic vehicles and driven down the open path (there were actually only five structures on Kremlin grounds, the rest was but walkway/driveway and greenery), coming up upon Andropov Tower -- a massive (and creepy-looking) obelisk-type-structure that reached into the heavens, built many, many thousands of years ago -- and going around it to come up to the massive Kremlin Palace.

The Palace itself wasn't a palace at all -- it was, in fact, four inter-connected palaces to make one massive building, although Dersconi architects designed the layering and construction so you wouldn't be able to tell -- even with the hundred, or sometimes thousand, year differences between each individual palace. It wasn't like anything normally seen on earth, being both ancient and futuristic in its design. And big. Very big.

They got out of the vehicles and were led through the tunnels affectionately called by officers the "Kremlin Express." It allowed you to bypass the Palace of the Reich Chancellery and the Great Hall entirely, which saved a lot of time.

They came out on the other end entering an antechamber, which was cosily designed with oak panel walls, a fireplace (although no one really ever figured out where all that smoke went, as there were no chimneys in the Kremlin), and several portraits of famous foreign ministers of the Empire.

Those being escorted looked around and saw that the Dersconi escorts were gone. Any unease that may have settled in was dispelled by the two large oak doors -- each door decorated with a mounted gold double-headed eagle -- being opened from the other side, to see three people walk in. The two in the back were both majestic and fearsome -- the Honour Guards. Massive eight foot tall aliens decked in a strange metallic alloy armour that shone brightly, the red, silver, and black meshing beautifully, yet fearsomely (it seemed their large war staves -- with Җ - shaped blades near the top, and the staves ending with a sharp spear point -- had been made with the same material as the armour), the Honour Guards were the guards of the Kremlin, and all of the majesty and power of the Kremlin was reflected in its guards.

The man in front, however, was not as tall -- being only 5'10'' -- but who's wardrobe displayed his power. Dressed in black, red, and gold, the cape, as well as the ropes, sash, and belt, displayed that this was Veliky Kynaz Tarakh Alexeitovich Andropov, younger brother to Tsar Xavier II, and heir to the throne.

And only twenty years old.

"Welcome to the Kremlin. I must apologize to the paranoid amongst you -- I say this coming from a paranoid nation myself -- that guards and firearms will not be allowed past this point. They may, however, partake in our fine Imperial Barracks facilities within the palace, where they shall be treated as diplomatic guests to Derscon. If you are carrying any firearms, please remove them now and hand them to your guards. If you have no guards, then you may hand them to one of the Praesillei Dei officers. I assure you that we will take utmost care of all of your belongings and guards, and you will get them all back in better condition than before." Off to the side, the wall opened up to reveal a hallway with a large elevator at the other end, to the Imperial Barracks, Dersconi Praesillei Dei officers leading the guards and carrying the weapons to the barracks facilities. Swords, however, were left with those present, as swordsmanship was a keystone of Dersconi culture, and the sword was still seen as a symbol of honour, and are even allowed to be carried in the presence of the Tsar.

Once the wall closed once more, Tarakh nodded and motioned to the group. "Please, this way." Tarakh led them through the two open oak doors into the Tsar Aleksandr IV Hall, which was actually a ballroom, and the decorations proved that over the course of the many millennia Derscon has existed, Tsars in the past spared no expense what-so-ever for luxury (and still maintained a strong military and economy -- saving money over a thousand years helps).

Going through the doors up on the balcony (with staircases leading to the floor of the ballroom on either end of the balcony), they entered a conference room with a large stone table (the stone itself was a metallic silvery-black, and clearly not of this world), a three-headed dragon encircling an all-seeing eye carved into the middle of the stone, elliptical table.

At the other end of the table, in what was clearly the most decorative chair -- the head of the chair peaking with a double-headed eagle cradling the All Seeing Eye in its wings -- sat Tsar Xavier II. Who was only 23.

"Ah, thank you all for coming. Please, sit, make yourself comfortable." As was Dersconi tradition, the moment they sat down, drinks were brought in, as hospitality was immensely important to Dersconi.

Once drinks were had, and the doors closed, Xavier got down to business. "It has been drawn to my attention that the NPE is currently involved in a nasty little spat with the Corporate Alliance. Greater Prussia has had previous poor relations with members of the CA, and are happy to see people stand up to them.

"So, if any New Prussian dignitary would like to give a briefing on the full situation, I would ask that you do so now, so everyone is acquainted with the whole story."

OOC: Okay, here's the plan. If you haven't posted yet, assume you're there in the meeting. No need to worry about arrival posts. Yay fluid time.

Christoph Baker, the Emperor of Wanderjar, "The Red Emperor" as he was referred to frequently by many of the international community, was typically seen as the diplomatic leader of the New Prussian Empire. While this was untrue, as he as well as President Matt Bootch of The PeoplesFreedom were considered the joint Emperor's of the NPE, Baker was the most visible within the international community, the most well known of its leadership. Thus, between Bootch and himself, it was decided that Baker would represent NPE interests in this endevour along side their Gatawayan brothers, who had apparantly already arrived....

He flew to the Dersconnian Kremlin, comfortably seated within his very well protected Airbus and surrounded by an Honour Guard of several Su-47 Berkut Fighters. He wished he could have slept on the long flight to his destination, but sleep eluded him, and as such he spent the time organizing his thoughts and preparing a defense for why their brothers in the Greater Prussian Empire should support them militarily in this war against the Corporatist bastards. It was not especially difficult really, the evidence as to why it was a necessary conflict was all there, however he wanted this to go right. With the GPE's full support, the CA's already grim and near certain future of defeat would be a certainty. The combined forces of Prussia would be unstoppable.

As the massive aircraft landed, and he exited it, he was escorted to the Kremlin with another Honour Guard of elite GrenzschutzeGruppe-9 (GSG-9) Operators, the elite and feared warriors of Wanderjar which caused such destruction around the world, particularly to the Griffencrest Corporation, which Baker remembered with a grin. Yes, as he entered the building where the meeting was taking place, and as he took a seat within the meeting room, he knew all would go well. It was certain. All that he needed was the proper tact.

"Good day you all, my friends, my brothers," He said warmly. "I apologise for my lack of punctuality, but I fear due to....other circumstances with the conflict nearing my own shores, I was delayed. Shall we begin?"

Lieutenant Colonel Vendermont was glad to have his guard still armed, though they were still formidable in the art of hand-to-hand combat. He took a seat in one of beautiful chairs, ordering his guards to flank him, their dragon-skin armor was hidden below their ceremonial Samurai armor. This kept the other from knowing, even if they did have scanners, the armor's metal pieces would have mixed into the ceremonial armor's outer shell. The swords, however, where not something to be taken lightly. Their steel/titanium mixed weapons were capable of cutting threw many things easily, the weight was balanced, perfectly. Each blade forged by a ninety-six year old sword smith who had been working in the profession since the age of fourteen, Jen Gomu.

Lt. Colonel Vendermont's prestiges gold and red garments flowed onto the soft chair. His beard had been trimmed expertly, his hair, which a cap was now on, had been groomed by the finest hair stylist that Buddha C had to offer, and it was impressive with his ornate spiked hair, jutting out of the edges of the cap, yet somehow forming an air of royalty about him. "Yes, and good to see you, Emperor." He nodded his head towards his leader, and then towards the starter of the ceremony. "My men, my people are willing to give their lives for this cause. Maybe not so much for the cause, as the honor. The honor gained threw battle. We will spill our blood on every front, lose hundreds of thousands of men, for honor. We just need someone to point us towards these shores. Already we are heading to Gross Reich, and preparing for an assault on Barokin. I will not lie, our ground and air forces are great, but our navies are sorely lacking."

General Becker, would be attending the meeting. After a long and arduous flight, he arrived.

" Greetings."

OOC: Okay, before I post an IC response, I need to clarify/ask a few things.

First off, Buddha C, your nation is on the roster on the first post for the Corporate Alliance. Is that out of date? If you're CA, why are you here?

Second off, if that's just a misunderstanding, Buddha C, your guards are NOT IN THE MEETING ROOM. They're all in the Barracks facilities. The people participating in the meeting could have swords, but no guards. Sorry of the massive post of mine wasn't clear in that respect. It's big, so I can't expect anyone to read it all. I know I wouldn't. :p

Anyways, an IC post later.

"Hello my liege. It is an honor to see you again. I assume all is well?"

Edit: Barry Bonds just hit his 756th homerun*

ooc:Im confused on Buddah too...seeing as this entire thing is SIC...and screw Barry Bonds...he's a cheat like all of them nowadays...the entire sport has been ruined...IC post will come after Derscon as I see no point in waisting everyone's time with greetings etc etc

OOC: Okay, before I post an IC response, I need to clarify/ask a few things.

First off, Buddha C, your nation is on the roster on the first post for the Corporate Alliance. Is that out of date? If you're CA, why are you here?

Second off, if that's just a misunderstanding, Buddha C, your guards are NOT IN THE MEETING ROOM. They're all in the Barracks facilities. The people participating in the meeting could have swords, but no guards. Sorry of the massive post of mine wasn't clear in that respect. It's big, so I can't expect anyone to read it all. I know I wouldn't. :p

Anyways, an IC post later.

{{OOC: That is defiently out-of-date, I might have a while back, but since I restored my nation I'm not. BTW I'd delete that chunk of my post, but... it just looks nicer big :p, but consider the guards void.}}

Lieutenant Colonel Vendermont's stiff face looked at all the members of the group. "I have a plan, though it may contribute lightly to the war effort, it will help." He loosened his collar, "Even now my nation is undergoing a massive recruitment process of a nation's near entire able-bodied populous." He unfolds a map across the table. "As you can see Inverness has already been taken. Or atleast British Londinum troops, at last report, was attacking the capitol." He stiffened up, losing his collar and tie, "Seven thousand airborne units will be landing right on top of Stirling, their last strong hold. While another seven hundred Samurai will be attacking from the South-East." He smiles, "We have destroyed pretty much all their runways, but left the whole of their industry intact... for later use." He makes a final yawn as he points to a line coming from the bay near Invernes and the waters outside Sterling. "Their a group of fifty sum Seawolf submarines are moving to block any evacuation routes." He takes off his tie, "Hate that damned thing," He mutters and continues, "After than we'll mobilize one and a half million of their troops, mostly ex-soldiers from their old government, tell the hippies that the Corporate Alliance is raping the earth and they'll go mad on them." He smiles and lays back, taking out his cell phone, "This is how I keep in contact with my nation." He breaks into laughter and puts the cell phone back into his pocket.

{{OOC: Map-
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"I think we should saturate the enemy using bombers and surface to surface missiles. That will soften them up for the ground troops to come in. Once total air superiority is established, we have full control of events."

It was Nine O'Clock AM, and the morning sun had finally broken through into a healthy stream of light, flooding the royal bed chamber, the large white curtain doing little to stop it. The light crept up the bed, and hit the eyes of the royals. John, the King, rolled over, covering both his face, and the face of his wife.

Before he could get back to sleep, however, an obnoxious ring sounded to the side of his bed. Rolling over, he groaned, and answered, "Yes?" The man on the other end replied, "Good morning, John." Damnit. Damn my cousin. He listened to his military adviser, and informed him he would go himself. He hanged the phone up before saying goodbye. He looked over his shoulder, at his wife, now stirring from her sleep. "Who was that?" He shrugged, "I guess I'm off to the Kremlin again." He laughed, "Remember when we shacked up there?" She smiled, "How could I not?"

John got dressed in his modified dress uniform, predominantly pale blue, and attached a smaller rapier, compared to his normal large sword. He also picked up a revolver, made of silver, and stamped with the crest of the past emperor, Joseph-Napoleon. He kissed his wife goodbye, and departed.

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John entered the room, and greeted the New Prussians warmly, then greeted the Greater Prussians. He took his seat, and waited for the briefing.

John entered the room, and greeted the New Prussians warmly, then greeted the Greater Prussians. He took his seat, and waited for the briefing.

Thomas saw John enter the room and gave him a small smile and a nod of recognition.

Thomas saw John enter the room and gave him a small smile and a nod of recognition.

{{OOC: Anyone want to agree or dis-agree with my proposed idea?}}

"I think we should saturate the enemy using bombers and surface to surface missiles. That will soften them up for the ground troops to come in. Once total air superiority is established, we have full control of events."

{{OOC: Anyone want to agree or dis-agree with my proposed idea?}}

READ!!!

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{{OOC: Thought you meant the general campaign of things.}}

"Total Air Superiority IS established. Even if they do have a few cruisers left, it's done for. But we plan on leveling Stirling to ground using napalm. Might piss the native off, but, hey, we'll just make sure no one gets out alive to tell." He has a grim... ghostly smile about himself. His words are cold and calculative.

{{OOC: Thought you meant the general campaign of things.}}

"Total Air Superiority IS established. Even if they do have a few cruisers left, it's done for. But we plan on leveling Stirling to ground using napalm. Might piss the native off, but, hey, we'll just make sure no one gets out alive to tell." He has a grim... ghostly smile about himself. His words are cold and calculative.

As much as I enjoy a good carpet bombing, let us try our best not to kill many innocent civilians. I mean, would you like it if someone dropped a bomb indiscremanently on your home? No. Neither would I. Hell, my nation went through that decades ago and only because we were forced into it.

Tsar Xavier cocked his head a little at the exchange.

"Colonel Vendermont, President Sheridan, while strategy discussions will take place, I'm more interested in learning what the current situation is, at the moment. Plans can come when we all know exactly what is going on, everywhere."

Tsar Xavier cocked his head a little at the exchange.

"Colonel Vendermont, President Sheridan, while strategy discussions will take place, I'm more interested in learning what the current situation is, at the moment. Plans can come when we all know exactly what is going on, everywhere."

"You are indeed right my liege. My apologies."

Lieutenant Colonel Vendermont face the man, "Well, the current situation is on the map." Grabs the map and hands it to the emperor. He then turns to Sheridan, "Look, we need troops, and we need troops fast. Hell, those religoius bastards basically declared war on the world, this has to be stopped, and we need troops. Look, two problems fixed at once." He knew it wasn't the greatest plan, but it was close to the best plan at this point in the campaign. The empire needed troops, and this would be prime recruitment.

Lieutenant Colonel Vendermont face the man, "Well, the current situation is on the map." Grabs the map and hands it to the emperor. He then turns to Sheridan, "Look, we need troops, and we need troops fast. Hell, those religoius bastards basically declared war on the world, this has to be stopped, and we need troops. Look, two problems fixed at once." He knew it wasn't the greatest plan, but it was close to the best plan at this point in the campaign. The empire needed troops, and this would be prime recruitment.

Maybe we do need to put troops on the ground but I am not about to launch a massive ground attack till I know where their troops are at, their weapons status, if they have any NCB, how many troops are there, what areas are they holding, etc. It is not good forum to attack without knowing your enemies capabilities. That is a recipe for disaster.

Colonel Vendermont laughed solidly, "There's about just under a million and a half in that single damned city." He wiped a tear from his eye, showing how hard he laughed, "We're not going to spill good Cnian blood just to save a few civilians. Hell, all their capabilities are gone since their aircraft have been wiped out." He then turned to Tsar Xavier, still giggling from laughter, "But anyways, what are we hear to talk about."

General Devar glanced over at his Emperor and after receiving nothing more than a nod began to speak..

"Your excellencies..if I may..Currently the CA is attempting to press on multiple fronts...Gross Reich is under invasion by a massive BC armada...outlaying islands of Crystal Commonwealth have already fallen to Emperor Pudu...the lands of Barokin have fallen and are being used as yet another launching pad for attacks against the NPE Headquarters...

The colony of New Gataway is under assault from Toopxian forces as well as assisting Gross Reich against the BC forces...and all reports indicate an attack on the Imperial Kingdom itself by the forces of New Manth..although this is expected to be little more than a raid...and we have our regional allies supporting us.

Deserted territories is also pushing in against NPE forces, while defenses are holding across the board and we are inflicting heavy casualties on the CA forces we are by no means assured victory..If I managed to overlook something I am sure my NPE allies will address it."

Colonel Vendermont laughed solidly, "There's about just under a million and a half in that single damned city." He wiped a tear from his eye, showing how hard he laughed, "We're not going to spill good Cnian blood just to save a few civilians. Hell, all their capabilities are gone since their aircraft have been wiped out." He then turned to Tsar Xavier, still giggling from laughter, "But anyways, what are we hear to talk about."

"As a wise man once said, 'One should never underestimate one's opponet.' That is sage advice."

He turns to the Tsar"My Lord, I am at your service." bowing.

Colonel Vendermont understood the situation, even though he was trying to add a bit of levity to it, he knew when to stop. "As I stated before." He coughed a bit after choking on some water he had just drank. "Where do you need my men? The occupation of Nova Pictavia shouldn't take anymore than a division or two. We have a detachment of two divisions and an independent brigade ready to hold Gross Reich's capitol." His face was hardened, his jaw bones were jutting out from the force he used to maintain the grueling face. "We have Sixty million men to offer in this campaign, and a fresh million or two from Nova is expected." His eyes burned into the Gataway General. Vendermont then faces Sheridan, "A wise man also said don't overestimate your enemy."

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Colonel Vendermont understood the situation, even though he was trying to add a bit of levity to it, he knew when to stop. "As I stated before." He coughed a bit after choking on some water he had just drank. "Where do you need my men? The occupation of Nova Pictavia shouldn't take anymore than a division or two. We have a detachment of two divisions and an independent brigade ready to hold Gross Reich's capitol." His face was hardened, his jaw bones were jutting out from the force he used to maintain the grueling face. "We have Sixty million men to offer in this campaign, and a fresh million or two from Nova is expected." His eyes burned into the Gataway General. Vendermont then faces Sheridan, "A wise man also said don't overestimate your enemy."

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He just stared at Vendermont and shook his head. "My entire military of 1 Billion is at your disposal. The fleet is ready to go wherever it is needed the most and the Army is ready to take whatever territory needs to be taken. Mark my words, the enemy will not survive a Corneliuan Assault. No one has been able to yet."

General Devar snickered a bit...unphased by the colonel's glare...an odd temperament for a place full of "allies" Devar thought to himself..

"At the present time I do not know where you're men would be most useful..that would require input for Emperor Baker, and General Becker as well as discussion amongst them and my lord Nadov ."

Lieutenant Colonel Vendermont laid back in his chair, sighing. "Well, what now?" He knew every second he spent here was a second away from combat, his soldiers, and glory. "And Corneliu, your population at near seven billion, would still cause you to put one person for every seventh into the military. That's a lot of people, and what about your economy? With that many people in the military it must be horrible."

Lieutenant Colonel Vendermont laid back in his chair, sighing. "Well, what now?" He knew every second he spent here was a second away from combat, his soldiers, and glory. "And Corneliu, your population at near seven billion, would still cause you to put one person for every seventh into the military. That's a lot of people, and what about your economy? With that many people in the military it must be horrible."

"My economy is a powerhouse." said with a smile.

"My economy is a powerhouse." said with a smile.

{{OOC: It's a common rule (unless it's changed since I was gone) that you can only have five percent of your pop, and that stretching it, in the military. And at maximum ten percent, like when your home soil is invaded. But that might have changed though.}}

{{OOC: It's a common rule (unless it's changed since I was gone) that you can only have five percent of your pop, and that stretching it, in the military. And at maximum ten percent, like when your home soil is invaded. But that might have changed though.}}

If my math is right, it is at 14%.

OOC
Ok, I'm horribly confused here. Someone want to fill make a nice simple list/explanation of the various fronts please? IE:
Front A: Under assault by Blackhelm naval forces consisting of a fleet of X many ships, defenders are X, requires immediate reinforcement.
Front B: Land attack by X on territory of Y, heavy CA casualties, reinforcement not necessary at this time.

ooc:

Front A:
Gross Reich under attack from large Griffencrest fleet (Assistance needed most here probably.)

Front B:
New Manth launching a raid against my homeland..no help necessary there as I have the MU supporting me...and its pretty much a suicide mission on New Manth's part...

Front C:
New Gataway (my NPE colony) under attack from Toopoxia..Im also assisting Front A...(Should be fine...help might be split here..not sure)

Front D:
Deserted Territories attacking NPE HQ island...I think thats taken care of for the most part


thats all the non closed ones that would be relevant...although I think Underishi or w/e is attacking Kampfers...not sure how thats going or whatever..

John simply listened throughout, keeping his mouth shut (a miracle), so far. However when "That religious nut" was brought up, he laughed.

"Gens Romae are pushovers when battling nations larger than them. When he put a bounty on the Cardinal Archbishop of Carmel for being a modernist we quickly got him to back down. However, their leader is a nut controlled by demons hiding behind the cloth. Did he not recently use nuclear weapons? Our satellites picked up a strange occurance near his nation."

ooc:

Front A:
Gross Reich under attack from large Griffencrest fleet (Assistance needed most here probably.)

Front B:
New Manth launching a raid against my homeland..no help necessary there as I have the MU supporting me...and its pretty much a suicide mission on New Manth's part...

Front C:
New Gataway (my NPE colony) under attack from Toopoxia..Im also assisting Front A...(Should be fine...help might be split here..not sure)

Front D:
Deserted Territories attacking NPE HQ island...I think thats taken care of for the most part


thats all the non closed ones that would be relevant...although I think Underishi or w/e is attacking Kampfers...not sure how thats going or whatever..

OOC:

Front E: Invasion of Kampfers. Closed to Undershi, Kampfers, Vetaka, and Wagdog. Undershi fleet is trapped, will be massacred, but will still give out heavy losses

Front F: Invasion of Deserted Territories by TFU and someone else.

Front G: Invasion of San Gallia. Stalled out and died, but Wagdog captured BC's first fleet and its admiral.

Front H: Invasion of Maldorians by TPF. So far TPF is just ravaging shipping with his submarines.

Front I: Invasion of Wanderjar by Pudu. 1v1. Pudu has to cross some narrow straights to get to wandy and will not reach land. Has stalled, awaiting Pudu's response.

Front J: Invasion of *classified* by *classified*. Thread has been made, official announcement will come in the next few days. If more details are needed, contact me on IRC.

I don't think we missed anything combined.

Shogun Nakamura leaned forward, pushing his glasses back up on his nose. "As it seems to me now, the whole ordeal is a stalmate. Of course, this needs to be broken up." He sat back and folded his hands on the table. "Now, before I forget, the Shogunate has a large navy. Our army and air force are young and inexperienced, but the navy is experienced, large, and outguns most other ships. For example, we can effectively engage with cannons outside of most missiles' range. This, of course, gives us a huge bonus. I think, that after seeing the situation, we either use it to reinforce Grossreich against Griffencrest, or we cut of the CA's supply routes and choke their outer fronts.

"In addition, our air force, though inexperienced as I stated, has developed a bomber that can aid our forces greatly. We've created a stealth bomber that is 95 percent efficient, or better. It also maintains the saturation capabilities of the older B-52s, most likely because we used a 52 frame.

"Anyway, these are the immediate contributions the Shogunate can make. Czar, I apologize for interjecting in the middle of the status report. But we all know that if I don't say anything, I'll lose my train of thought."

OOC: Link to Gross Reich front please

"If I may interject," spoke up Fleet Admiral Isaac Griska, "the main front needing our assistance is Gross Reich." Standing up from his seat at the table, he walked up to a wall and, with the aid of sticky tack, hung up a map of the major fronts. Gesturing vaguely with his left hand at the map, he faced those still at table and launched into a monologue.

"All the major fronts seem to have either stalled or are well under control by the New Prussian forces. Except for Gross Reich. However, the Griffincrest fleet currently attacking them should be relatively easy to dispatch. In our previous skirmishes with the Griffincrest Corporation, we've found them to be fairly easy prey at sea. That plays straight into our prime strength: Our naval forces."

Nodding at both the Tsar and Shogun Nakamura, he continued on. "I propose that, should the Tsar approve Greater Prussian action, Rosdivani naval forces engage and destroy the mercenary fleet threatening Gross Reich, while Psychotic Psycho's fleet liberates the occupied islands of the Crystal Commonwealth. Additionally, I would like to propose that the strike on the Griffincrest fleet be opened by the air force of the Psychotic Psychos. By the time our fleet has moved into position, we'll have been able to ship over a large number of our Rufous missiles to you. Integration on those is a piece of cake. With your airstrike coming in from one direction and likely disabling or sinking a number of their larger ships, including flagships, we'll come in from other vectors and hit them while they're focused on the large visible threat, crippling them. In the meanwhile, the Rosdivani Air Force, and likely other Greater Prussian forces, will remove their space based information gathering capabilities. A blind enemy is a dead enemy."

OOC: This stuff out of the way first.

First, thanks for those who posted the clarifications.

Second, Corneliu, what the fuck are you doing? a one billion man army would rape your economy -- period. This is PMT, not FT, so you and I both have to tone down our military capacities. While we both understand that such large numbers are a NECESSITY in future-tech, considering the amount of worlds and fleets we have; in PMT, this is simply not possible. 5% is okay if you're small, but as your nation gets bigger, the percent also should decrease. I will not have our reputation be further stained by such misunderstandings. 1-5% or GTFO.

Tsar Xavier II nodded towards the Shogun, a sign of dismissing forgiveness. "No harm done. Thanks to General Devar, as well as all of the intelligence briefings presented by the MSS, we are all fully up to date on the situation."

When he saw Admiral Griska put up the map on the wall, he grimaced. I hope that doesn't do anything to the paint. When the Admiral was done explaining, he motioned to one of the large armoured statues, and everyone found out that the 20 large statues around the room weren't statues, but in fact the Praetorian Guard, the twenty best of the Praesillei Dei, undergoing an enhancement to grant them with basic psionic abilities (nowhere near the inherent powers of the Andropovs, though). One of the guards took the map down and placed it in a cabinet, but once the door was shut, the orb in the centre of the table displayed a 3D hologram image of the map.

"I believe that, out of all of the nations involved, and possibly to be involved, Derscon has the strongest space presence, concerning Earth. The Rosdivani Air Force and the Dersconi Aerospace Command can team up and remove the Corporate presence in space entirely, leaving them effectively blind." He had the holographic map on the table zoom in on Gross Reich.

"I believe it would be best to combine Admiral Griska's and Shogun Taiki's battle plan, for the moment. Our main focus should be the defence of Gross Reich, and this is where the largest Prussian naval presence should be." He took a sip of his drink before continuing.

"I propose that Admiral Griska, as commander in chief of the Greater Prussian Imperial Navy, be overall commander of the Pan-Prussian Naval Forces currently involved in the conflict. In fact, I suggest we go further. By combining our forces more effectively, under a united General Staff, we will be able to strike the CA at several points, and do so with overwhelming force, that it would be impossible to retaliate all at once. But I digress for the moment.

"Admiral Griska will lead the Combined Greater Prussian Imperial Navy -- with support from national fleets from Rosdivan and Pschycotic Pschycos -- against the Griffencrest navy in Gross Reich.

"From here, Admirals Zimmerov and Yamamoto of Derscon and Pschycotic Pschycos, respectively, will lead a naval force, with Dersconi Imperial Marines, to liberate the Crystal Commonwealth and annihilate the aggressors.

"From here, I believe Rosdivani, Cornelii, and Dersconi fleets can support the defence of New Gataway from Toopoxia." Xavier took a quick drink before looking around at those present.

"If anyone would like to propose to amend these plans, please do so. Also, this is only covering the naval aspect of the war. What is the current ground situation?"

So far the two Shakal representitives had been sitting quitly listening to all point made. She heard a feint whisper and saw Derrick look at her. He quickly whispered into her ear. She spoke with what would be taken as good news.

"If I may have a word," The Empress paused and waited for the rest of the room to listen. As there attention turned to her she began again. "I have good news, the Deseted Territories Navy is out of the picutre, the attack against the NPE Headquarters should be wrapped up very soon." She sat down now happy that the Shakal navy could join its allies as soon as the Mandalorian navy was also dealt with.

OOC: This stuff out of the way first.

First, thanks for those who posted the clarifications.

Second, Corneliu, what the fuck are you doing? a one billion man army would rape your economy -- period. This is PMT, not FT, so you and I both have to tone down our military capacities. While we both understand that such large numbers are a NECESSITY in future-tech, considering the amount of worlds and fleets we have; in PMT, this is simply not possible. 5% is okay if you're small, but as your nation gets bigger, the percent also should decrease. I will not have our reputation be further stained by such misunderstandings. 1-5% or GTFO.

Only 14% of my people are in the military. That also includes reserves. I know full well that this is PMt and not FT. I always keep my figures under 15%. 14% is the max I go. As to leaving fine. I can take a hint. You do not like the fact that I maintain 14% military, that is not my problem. That is yours. And besides, I was not going to use the entire military anyways. Just the active duty portion which is less than 10% of my military.

Only 14% of my people are in the military. That also includes reserves. I know full well that this is PMt and not FT. I always keep my figures under 15%. 14% is the max I go. As to leaving fine. I can take a hint. You do not like the fact that I maintain 14% military, that is not my problem. That is yours. And besides, I was not going to use the entire military anyways. Just the active duty portion which is less than 10% of my military.

OOC: Sorry to jump in, but Corneliu, that is wanked...period. 5% is usually tops. Anything usually higher is like 'WTF!'

OOC: Sorry to jump in, but Corneliu, that is wanked...period. 5% is usually tops. Anything usually higher is like 'WTF!'

I always had it there and NO ONE complained about it! Why? Because I never use all of it unless my home territory is threatened so get off my back. And no, it is NOT a wank.

ooc:Guys take you're bickering else where...

ooc:Guys take you're bickering else where...
OOC: I wasn't bickering. I was making sure he wasn't wanking. If you read my post, you would see that I said 'sorry to jump in'. ;) I didn't reply to him so how is it bickering?

ooc:......stay out of the thread Mal.......if you wanted to call him wanking or what not you could have TG'ed him...instead you come here to stir up things as you always do....now stop...and do not reply to this...because I have absolutely no desire to listen to anything you have to say...

ooc:......stay out of the thread Mal.......if you wanted to call him wanking or what not you could have TG'ed him...instead you come here to stir up things as you always do....now stop...and do not reply to this...because I have absolutely no desire to listen to anything you have to say...
OOC: No. You are the bigoted one saying that you won't listen to an opinion. Notice how I had 1 comment and that was it. You came in and started being bigoted. It's funny how you said I was bickering yet it's you who feels like coming wherever I comment and try to mess up whatever I say.

OOC: No. You are the bigoted one saying that you won't listen to an opinion. Notice how I had 1 comment and that was it. You came in and started being bigoted. It's funny how you said I was bickering yet it's you who feels like coming wherever I comment and try to mess up whatever I say.

OOC: I do believe gataway told you not to respond. This thread is closed to NPE and GPE members only. Are you in those? No. Now don't even think about responding. How about you respond to TPFs thread instead of ignoring it. Post there. Not here.

OOC: Corneliu, telegram.

Maldorians, get the hell out of my thread. Now. This RP is closed to NPE and GPE members. This means, not you. Any situations dealing with wank, etc, can and will be dealt with internally, and do not need any of your commentary.

Tsar Xavier smiled at the leader of Shakal's (Derscon rarely acknowledges titles of 'Emperor,' due to conflicts with their own Imperial status) good news.

"This is encouraging news. After the war, perhaps, the Greater Prussian Empire could work with the New Prussians to better equip the NP capital so such a situation is prevented in the future."

[I][SIZE="1"]OOC: Corneliu, telegram.

Tsar Xavier smiled at the leader of Shakal's (Derscon rarely acknowledges titles of 'Emperor,' due to conflicts with their own Imperial status) good news.

"This is encouraging news. After the war, perhaps, the Greater Prussian Empire could work with the New Prussians to better equip the NP capital so such a situation is prevented in the future."

"I concur, this entire situation is due to our own lack pf preperations. But, it is still not a large matter, the enemy fleet is destroyed and Barokin can be retaken as soon as proper air cover is maintained." Derrick said butting in ahead of the Empress. "We will be sure to take you up on the offer after all this business is concluded."

Tsar Xavier nodded. "Understandable." He looked around at those at the table, smiling to himself at their reactions to the strategy formulation by Admiral Griska and himself.

"Oh, and by the way, I have decided to give Greater Prussian support in this war."

Tsar Xavier nodded. "Understandable." He looked around at those at the table, smiling to himself at their reactions to the strategy formulation by Admiral Griska and himself.

"Oh, and by the way, I have decided to give Greater Prussian support in this war."

The Empress looked at Derrick with a tiny hint of a smile. This was good news if they had ever heard it. Even social support was a nice boost right now. The Empress looked back to the Tsar. And waited for the other memebers responses.