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International Waters, 2234

indentThe small flotilla of five destroyers quietly sailed, looking for targets of prime interest. The operation soon to be committed by these wandering vessels was only known by the directors of Mandalorian Merc. and the Chairman himself. Armed with their letters of marqué signed by Sumguaian officials, they were free to wreak havoc as they pleased. After hours of hunting, they encountered a lone Vetalian ship headed for the nation of Lord Sumguy.

Command Bridge of Destroyer Flagship, 2237

indentDark Admiral Mesteel paced the bridge, anxiously waiting for something, anything to pass by them. Soon, one of the few messengers aboard the destroyers shuffled into the bridge, carrying a vanilla folder. “A ship over the horizon,” the small man stated. “Should we engage?” The Dark Admiral smirked and quickly replied, “Yes, wipe them out. Seize the ship and take all of the plunder or sink it, one or the other. Relay the message to all Vessel Admirals. “Yes sir.” And with that, the aide was off. Mesteel chuckled as the ignorant mercenary fled the bridge, Mesteel was the only one in the whole fleet that knew that this whole operation was a hoax, the letters of marqué, everything.

International Waters, 2243

indent“Open Fire!” was the command as hundreds of Tomahawk missiles were fired at the isolated ship. After firing a volley of missiles, the destroyers, donning Sumguaian flags, moved in for the kill. If the ship survived, then the mercenaries would demand its surrender. If it refused to hand over the vessel, then it would be slaughtered.

International Waters, 2234

indentThe small flotilla of five destroyers quietly sailed, looking for targets of prime interest. The operation soon to be committed by these wandering vessels was only known by the directors of Mandalorian Merc. and the Chairman himself. Armed with their letters of marqué signed by Sumgese officials, they were free to wreak havoc as they pleased. After hours of hunting, they encountered a lone Vetalian ship headed for the nation of Lord Sumguy.

Command Bridge of Destroyer Flagship, 2237

indentDark Admiral Mesteel paced the bridge, anxiously waiting for something, anything to pass by them. Soon, one of the few messengers aboard the destroyers shuffled into the bridge, carrying a vanilla folder. “A ship over the horizon,” the small man stated. “Should we engage?” The Dark Admiral smirked and quickly replied, “Yes, wipe them out. Seize the ship and take all of the plunder or sink it, one or the other. Relay the message to all Vessel Admirals. “Yes sir.” And with that, the aide was off. Mesteel chuckled as the ignorant mercenary fled the bridge, Mesteel was the only one in the whole fleet that knew that this whole operation was a hoax, the letters of marqué, everything.

International Waters, 2243

indent“Open Fire!” was the command as hundreds of Tomahawk missiles were fired at the isolated ship. After firing a volley of missiles, the destroyers, donning Sumgese flags, moved in for the kill. If the ship survived, then the mercenaries would demand its surrender. If it refused to hand over the vessel, then it would be slaughtered.

OOC: It's Sumguaian, not Sumgese. If you are going to frame me, at least do it properly.

OOC: It's Sumguaian, not Sumgese. If you are going to frame me, at least do it properly.

Ok, edited. Thanks for the mistake.

OOC: Would I be allowed to participate due to my being in the Greater Empire. I assume LS is also allowed in.

OOC: I know you don't want this thread cluttered, but can I post something?

OOC: no actions have been taken yet....

perhaps an OOC thread?

OOC: Vetalia's writing a response now.

"Wh-what is the meaning of this!? The Sumguaians are attacking us!"

The communications officers began wildly relaying mayday and emergency signs to the Vetalian navy and Ministry of Finance, hoping desperately for a response.

The captain of the ship was wide-eyed with fear as he heard the missiles pound in to the ship. It was equipped with limited CIWS and missile defense equipment, but the bulk of them made it past the defenses and began hitting the armored hull of the Ministry of Finance transport ship. They penetrated it in several areas, consuming the cargo in flames and punching through the hull of the ship.

"They've closed all channels, sir! We can't even contact them!"
"But why are they doing this? This is a finance ship...we've got nothing but currency paper, ink, and some surplus trade medallions for the Chamber of Commerce.."
"...Wait! That's it, they want the trade medallions!"
"But why? Those things are nothing more than fancy receipts! Hell, the paper and ink would be worth millions of times more!"
"I don't know, I just don't know...Goddamn it, why are they doing this?! We've done nothing to them, nothing! Why are they attacking us instead of the dozens of other finance ships sailing this time of year?"

More explosions ruptured through the ship, and it began to list to one side. Computer overlays flashed, showing systems going down one after the other, and within moments another missile hit, taking out the main power generator and plunging the ship in to the eerie glow of emergency power systems.

"We have no chance of winning this. We must surrender...raise the flag and try to get through to them. They will pay for this...somehow."

The captain and the officer staff watched grimly and fearfully as the enemy ships drew closer, coming in for the kill. They were in the position every Vetalian feared worst...completely unable to negotiate on their terms.

OOC: why is it closed to only Vetalia and Mal?

OOC: Because this is the prelude to bigger, much more open events. ;)

OOC - I'll try to ignore it to these "events" come up. Fordock will grow involved then if Red Tide would hurry up his posting and end the bloody war.

OOC: Uhh, yeah, Ill just pretend I don't know what that is. *wink*

OCC: wow, this really puts a twist in LS plans.....

OCC: wow, this really puts a twist in LS plans.....

OOC: what? the fact that I know what their plan is, or the fact that people are going to ignore?

OOC: what? the fact that I know what their plan is, or the fact that people are going to ignore?
The fact that this shows up, these arn't 'good' times for him. ;)

OCC: i got a tip this would happen, they will go after the SOL after.

OOC: NC, you're pretty much the only one in the SOL, everyone else just sort of stays quiet, not flaunting such idiocy as Communism about. Anyways, it's unlikely and this is definitly coordinated. Maldorians has yet to fully play his hand.

"Prepare to be boarded!" Mercenaries, all eager for plunder, stood at attention aboard the destroyers, eyeing their pray. Men armed with assault rifles fired into the air yelled. "For Lord Sumguy!" "Death to ye foreigners!"


Dark Admiral Meestel was full of joy. This would be his first official seizure of a ship. It was a weak, trade ship, but the details didn't matter, it was his big day. "Send them a message. Tell them the following:"

Message to Vetalian Trade Ship

To Whom it may concern:

Hello. What a fine day for piracy. Our men, sent by Lord Sumguy, have orders to seize your ship. As we speak, men are lining the rails of our vessels, about to board. Bring your crew to the deck and raise a white flag or face the wrath of Lord Sumguy. You have been warned.

A stealth corvette sped toward the Sumguian pirate vessel. Though it could not be seen on sonar or radar very well, it was quite audible, and vissible, with its forward cannon aimed for the Sumguian ship. The crew onboard was inside the cabin, unable to be seen. It flew the flag of Vetalia, and no white flag was seen either.


Message to Sumguian Pirate Vessel:


Stand down at once. Release the prissoners. If you do not comply, you will be destroyed.

A stealth corvette sped toward the Sumguian pirate vessel. Though it could not be seen on sonar or radar very well, it was quite audible, and vissible, with its forward cannon aimed for the Sumguian ship. The crew onboard was inside the cabin, unable to be seen. It flew the flag of Vetalia, and no white flag was seen either.


Message to Sumguian Pirate Vessel:


Stand down at once. Release the prissoners. If you do not comply, you will be destroyed.

TG concerning this post. This was your 1st post concerning moving a ship towards them. I thijnk it would be a bit more fair for you to edit this, saying that you are moving toward the pirates. Once Vet and I post, then you can. That is just my opinion....I'll post after Vet has a chance, if you don't wish to edit

OOC: NC, you're pretty much the only one in the SOL, everyone else just sort of stays quiet, not flaunting such idiocy as Communism about. Anyways, it's unlikely and this is definitly coordinated. Maldorians has yet to fully play his hand.

occ: Highly doubt it NC.....even though im in the SOL, I don't rant about communism....

The white flag rose above the ship, hoisted hurriedly by a frantic junior officer. In the command room, the Captain and his crew waited worriedly in the command room, perspiring from a combination of fear and the rising temperatures in the room. On the Captain's orders, everything of value was kept in one place on the deck so that the pirates could take what they wanted and leave.

Upon the return of the junior officer, the Captain and the crew moved in to a group on to the deck and awaited their fate. Hopefully, the Sumguaians would impart at least some decency in to the actions of these pirates and the worst possible fates would be avoided.

The mercenaries chosen to board the trade ship numbered twenty. Dark Admiral Mesteel also accompanied the boarding party, flanked by a few of his right-hand men.

"A fine day, cap'ain, is it not?" was the Dark Admiral's comment addressing what looked like to be the captain of the now battered vessel. The Dark Admiral tried his best in speaking pirate talk, but it was truly a challenge.

"Let's cut to the chase. You and I both know what our pirates are looking for, ye' cargo. As we speak, a few of our men are searching your mighti' fine ship lookin' for anythin' of value. We hope ye' don't mind, cap'ain." As the dull conversation halted, a few of the mercenaries strode into the meeting room with anxious news.

"Sir, a whole room of medellions! Take a look for yeself!"

OOC: I'll give your cpt. a chance to speak. After that, we'll take the medellions and leave...

Bump

Bump for Vet.

The Toori corvette continued its approach toward the Sumguian pirate vessel. Two Toori Gunships followed it far far behind, just becoming noticable over the horizon, but still far out of range.

Finally, the corvette was in loud speaker distance. It slowed to a halt, and came to starboard.


"Pirate vessel of Lord Sumguy, we are hear under orders of the High Consulate of The Armed Republic of Toori, and in general well-interest of our Hegemony allies. You are to stand down immediately and prepare to be boarded. Any hostile actions shall be met with force. Stand down." The voice over the loud speaker echoed.

AMS Andromeda General Intelligence Frigate, 350 nautical miles from pirates

On the small helipad on the back of the Andromeda's deck, an EH101 helicopter was being fueled for takeoff. Its cargo was one Plan6 operative. Its mission was to rendezvous with the Damiren submarine out of the range of the pirates. From there, the operative could help coordinate efforts.

"You sure you wanna do this?" said the captain. "It's risky. I don't like it."

"I'll be fine," said the operative, putting on his headset. "I'm sure of it."

"Very well. We've notified the Damiren submarine securely. They should be in the general vicinity of the redezvous point once you get there."

"Let's just put this tin can in the air."

"Whatever you say."

The captain closed the side door of the helicopter and strode away.

The pilot started the engine and took off carefully. The helicopter sped off towards the rendezvous.

Le bump?

OOC: For the time being, this is on pause.

OOC: For the time being, this is on pause.

OOC: I'm really bumping it for Damirez. But whatever.

OOC: For the time being, this is on pause.

: / Drats...lol