NationStates Jolt Archive

GWONBS, Magna Polis - Greetings and thank you for tuning into GWONBS, the main news corporation in the Grand World Order!

Our main story today follows the seemingly sudden new approach to the extermination of the Furry Species. Please note that Fursuiters are NOT Furries.

GRIFFITH-II announced today the full dehumanization of all Furries in the nation. He has also legally labeled them as "Pests", and quote, "I declare an Open Season on the Furries. There is no limit, and Extinction is the goal."

Large-scale operations began today, and all throughout the nation you could see not only CCU and other LAw Enforcement soldiers out searching for Furries, but the actual Army, Civilian Militia, and State Militias contributed to the "hunt", detaining and later executing any furries they spotted, mainly via burying them alive in mass graves, throwing them in mass crematoriums, or via gas chambers. A public outcry has resulted in a few riots in the nation, but each one was minor and broken up before the typical methods were required.

((OOC: Ok, this thread is open as long as you don't do anything stupid. You'll know if you're being stupid. Also, I do want to restrict the use of WMDs, ask for permission before using them.))

From: Grand Führer Michael Fleischer
To: Grand Commander GRIFFITH-II

Greetings, Grand commander. The Rykarian Territories would like to express their utmost gratitude for declaring this Open Season, Our territories are taking part in this wonderful event.

Our Armed forces have been put Stand-by, And will gladly assist you with any Rogue furry scum attempting to assault your nation, if the need arises.

~Official Communique~

You have two options Mr. GRIFFITH II-
Either ceast and desist within 48 hours, or we will bring down the hammer that is the IDMC. We have already alerted the Federal Union about this matter as well as the Hegemony. You are outnumbered, give up now.

Sincerely,
President James Hogart

~Official Communique~

You have two options Mr. GRIFFITH II-
Either ceast and desist within 48 hours, or we will bring down the hammer that is the IDMC. We have already alerted the Federal Union about this matter as well as the Hegemony. You are outnumbered, give up now.

Sincerely,
President James Hogart

To: Return to Sender
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

So, I should ban hunting a collection of mutated animals? What for? Honestly, these subjects are not humans. Your people gas termites, hunt deer/bear/etc., and most likely have several animals on the "Pest" list that are legally allowed to be killed. So why should you care about us simply eradicating a pest?

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The Eternal Kingdom and the Anti-Furry Alliance applaud this action and pledge our full support. Any attempts to stop the hunt via military force will be retaliation by the full might of the militaries of the AFA.

To: The Anti Furry Alliance, Rykarian Territories
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foriegn Affairs

We thank you all for your assistance in this situation. While we can hold off most of any forces that try to stop the hunt, we are indeed outnumbered. Help will only be nessecary once we know which provinces the pro-Furry forces will hit, if they will. Currently, we've established full threat awareness. Also, the Hunt is going extremely well. We've already killed about 5% of the population in the first day, within 20 more days, we predict the Furries will mostly be wiped out.

Encrypted Message to The Grand World Order

Greal troops wish to help hunt down the Furries, they feel that they need shooting practice.

Encrypted Message to The Grand World Order

Greal troops wish to help hunt down the Furries, they feel that they need shooting practice.

Heavily Encrypted Message

To: Greal
From: The Grand World Order

Your status of being a Hegemony nation seems to ill-comply with Cazelia's threat. However, we can sell them to you for 20 Neutral Currency Points each, with shipment costing 500 NCP for the C-130 flight. ((OOC: NCP = USD))

Anonymous States Behind 7 Proxies

Not only 6 because the Internets is Siriuz Bizness.

Suffer not the furry to live! (http://content.ytmnd.com/content/2/5/8/258d23818befe8820de780cf4e0e7a2c.jpg) We commend you for your effort into banishing the furry scum from Earth, and recommend to put emos as the next goal by helping them to become an heroes. Could you broadcast digitally the fursecution to http://anotherlulz.dyn.com for the LULZ?

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Third Spanish States considers the existence of real furries nothing but the offspring of excessive consumption of pot, cocaine or another drug. No official statement was done, although many tabloids and blogs published the news, and they were broadcasted in 4chanTV with a certain emphasis. Most think it is a sort of joke, while others see it as a cheap excuse to kill people who dress in fursuits.

Heavily Encrypted Message

To: Greal
From: The Grand World Order

Your status of being a Hegemony nation seems to ill-comply with Cazelia's threat. However, we can sell them to you for 20 Neutral Currency Points each, with shipment costing 500 NCP for the C-130 flight. ((OOC: NCP = USD))

Encrypted Response

Greal wishes to buy 1 million Furries for target practice. 20 million NCP will be wired.

Anonymous States Behind 7 Proxies

Not only 6 because the Internets is Siriuz Bizness.

Suffer not the furry to live! (http://content.ytmnd.com/content/2/5/8/258d23818befe8820de780cf4e0e7a2c.jpg) We commend you for your effort into banishing the furry scum from Earth, and recommend to put emos as the next goal by helping them to become an heroes. Could you broadcast digitally the fursecution to http://anotherlulz.dyn.com for the LULZ?

To: Anonymous
From: The Desk of Grand Commander GRIFFITH-II

Very well, here is a video of several fursecutions in effect.

((OOC: Keep in mind that the GWO is very polluted with radioactivity, meaning virtually anything is possible biologically.))

To: Greal
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

Understood. Please wire the money before the planes take off. Also, we cannot ship all 1,000,000 at once by plane alone, and we cannot send cargo ships with escorts, as we may possibly need them back home. However, we can send hundreds of thousands each day.

T
To: Greal
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

Understood. Please wire the money before the planes take off. Also, we cannot ship all 1,000,000 at once by plane alone, and we cannot send cargo ships with escorts, as we may possibly need them back home. However, we can send hundreds of thousands each day.

Encrypted Response

We will send planes to pick them up, and your planes will have to also hlep. 20 million NPC has been wired to your government.

Encrypted Response

We will send planes to pick them up, and your planes will have to also hlep. 20 million NPC has been wired to your government.

To: Greal
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

Understood. The planes are clear to land at the Auxiliary Airport Islet of Magna Polis. Please keep in mind that the Islet can only accomodate about 15 planes at once. We will have several cargo ships moved from a few of our Military Ports filled with Furries. More planes from across the GWO will transport the rest of the Furries to Greal.

Encrypted Response

Planes are on their way.

FROM THE DESK OF EMPEROR MUNDUS I OF THE IMPERIUM OF BELKAROS
TO- COMMANDER GRIFFITH II

Dear Commander,
I personally applaud your actions, and will be setting up patrols in Belkaros and Fonzuania to hunt down this menace. I will also send a unit of Exterminates to your nation to aid in your hunt. As always, we will stand by our ally in the defense of your homeland should this honorable action draw a military response. If it is at all possible, I would like to procure a new leopard-furry hide robe and cape from this endeavor, as the hunting of real leopards is frowned upon.
Your friend and ally,
Gnaeus Mundus I
Emperor of Belkaros

[CENTER][IMG]*SNIP*
Wrong furries, it's catgirls and such. Not the weirdos, in fact he's not even bothering them. Ha, you hypocrite.
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The Lone Alliance is debating intervening against this nation, we advise GRIFFITH-II to knock it the **** off, and we support the 48 hour ultimatium. We could crush you easily before any of your sudden 'allies' could even get out of harbour.

OOC: What do you say to me giving these 'nonhumans' weaponry.
Nothing but another attention whore thread. I swear we have at least 1 every two days. "OMG LOOK AT ME I'M KILLING *INSERT GROUP*!!111!"

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HUDSON PALACE

To King Alexander II,

One does believe that this is the greatest waste of national resources one has ever witnessed in the entirety of one's reign as King of Taerkasten. Could not one perhaps delegate this spend more conservatively to more important endeavours than chasing men in animal costumes?

Yours sincerely,



His Royal Majesty King Benjamin I,
Royal Kingdom of Taerkasten

[CENTER]*SNIP*
OOC: Wrong furries. Better title would have been "Non Humans".

OOC: Exactly the right kind of furries actually. They don't really exist so far as Taerkasten is concerned, so any 'furry' that you see is either on a Japanese cartoon or a man in a suit. Which is the point I was trying to make (somewhat poorly, admittedly).

Besides, aren't there various non-humans in various large NS alliances? I know there are several nations with non-human occupants in Gholgoth to mention just one, AMF included (although his are technically genetically-modified humans, sure).

~Official Communique~

To: Martin Watson, Greal
From: Major General Ingram J Hasley, 501st Airborne

Mr. Watson, like the Grand World Order, you have two options-
Either you turn those planes around and cancel the deal with the AFA state, or we will shoot the aircraft out of the sky and activate all Cazelian forces in Greal.
Am I clear enough with you Mr. Watson?

The Great Empire of The Ryou Black Islands will allow all Catgirls, Wolfgirls, Foxtaurs, Tigertaurs and all other types of Furries on to The Ryou Black Islands and become Citiziens of the Ryou Empire. No one is allowed to kill Ryou Citiziens unless they want a Ryou Army Marching down their Street.

The Binarian Emperor, Gardar Arnarson commends this action and hopes that the Cazelians stop making threats and realize their place in the world or face the consquences of your stupidity. If you do not remove your Ultimatium with in twenty-four hours, they will face the full might of the Binarian Millitary, of which they only recived a taste of in Greal.

Response to the Open Season, Grand Congress of the United Republic
On behalf of our Anthropomorhic Population

We would like to remind the nations of the world participating in this cruel genocide that it is this event in which we saved several "tribes" of helpless sentient creatures from pure bloodthirsty destruction. Our population of "Furries", as you call them, are as much a part of our peoples as they should be. They are harmless, participate in the citizenship and pay their taxes as much as the next person. Sometimes they choose to serve the Country that saved them, or in later generations just serve their country. We are proud to call them Anagonians, and we are proud that we saved them.

Needless to say should you desire to extend your hunt to our sphere of influence, you yourselves will be hunted. While we understand humans hunting humans in...INHUMANE...we would gladly kill you just for sport. Because your population means nothing to us, and your lands are better suited to be Nuked for fun for the Gore Channels to watch. Yes, indeed, nuking people is a part of our way of life. And making sure your children and women burn a painful death while on fire screaming for mercy is something many an Anagonian would pay to watch. And who are we to not please the People?

That being said, should any of your Anthropomorhic populations decide to seek haven in Anagonia, they may. If you follow, your armed forces or whichever you decide to bring will be displayed as game, gutted, skinned, and then set on fire while still breathing. This we will enjoy. Next will come watching your "fine" nations being turned to nuclear wastelands.

Have a nice day!
United Voice of the Grand Congress of the United Republic
END RESPONSE

[OOC: Oh come on, Nukem, I was about to have some fun until...until...*sob*]

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Stoklomolvi Secretariat of State
7656 Hegemony Drive, Administrative Compound, Office Complex 7C, Hallway 52L, Room 89
Vladistov, Stoklomolvi

Encryption Level 0, Null Encryption
To: [OPEN COMMUNIQUÉ]
Subject: Furries

The one thing that we have to say is that anyone touched by the Ryou Black Islands shall be cleansed and retaliated for. They seem to know too much about these "furries" and ought to be disciplined. Stoklomolvi has long noted the scourge of the world otherwise known as "furries", depicted on typically the "chaîne japonaise", sometimes even in explicit forms. It is this form of "furry" that must be wiped off the face of the earth, comrades, and we must do this together!

Regards,
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Grigor Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
Civilian Management
Minister of Foreign Affairs

Signed,
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Alexei Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
The Commissar of Stoklomolvi

[OOC: Oh come on, Nukem, I was about to have some fun until...until...*sob*]

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Stoklomolvi Secretariat of State
7656 Hegemony Drive, Administrative Compound, Office Complex 7C, Hallway 52L, Room 89
Vladistov, Stoklomolvi

Encryption Level 0, Null Encryption
To: [OPEN COMMUNIQUÉ]
Subject: Furries

The one thing that we have to say is that anyone touched by the Ryou Black Islands shall be cleansed and retaliated for. They seem to know too much about these "furries" and ought to be disciplined. Stoklomolvi has long noted the scourge of the world otherwise known as "furries", depicted on typically the "chaîne japonaise", sometimes even in explicit forms. It is this form of "furry" that must be wiped off the face of the earth, comrades, and we must do this together!

Regards,
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Grigor Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
Civilian Management
Minister of Foreign Affairs

Signed,
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Alexei Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
The Commissar of Stoklomolvi

OOC:

Oh yes, I'm that good.

IC:

Personal Response

If you don't decline your past comment we shall not ship you anymore vodka, ever. I mean it!

I really do!
Caster Oblivion
Chief of Foreign Affairs and Activities
END

[OOC: Augggh, CS voice: Headshot]

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Stoklomolvi Secretariat of State
7656 Hegemony Drive, Administrative Compound, Office Complex 7C, Hallway 52L, Room 89
Vladistov, Stoklomolvi

Encryption Level 0, Null Encryption
To: [OPEN COMMUNIQUÉ]
Subject: Furries

Due to recent events, we must back out of this "furry witch hunt".

Regards,
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Grigor Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
Civilian Management
Minister of Foreign Affairs

Signed,
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Alexei Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
The Commissar of Stoklomolvi

Scrawled Note

To Caster

Fine, fine, we want our vodka!

Alexei

[OOC: Augggh, CS voice: Headshot]

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Stoklomolvi Secretariat of State
7656 Hegemony Drive, Administrative Compound, Office Complex 7C, Hallway 52L, Room 89
Vladistov, Stoklomolvi

Encryption Level 0, Null Encryption
To: [OPEN COMMUNIQUÉ]
Subject: Furries

Due to recent events, we must back out of this "furry witch hunt".

Regards,
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Grigor Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
Civilian Management
Minister of Foreign Affairs

Signed,
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Alexei Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
The Commissar of Stoklomolvi

Scrawled Note

To Caster

Fine, fine, we want our vodka!

Alexei

Private Response

Gooood, Gooood.....I knew I could count on you to...trust us.

*EVIL LAUGH!*

Your vodka will continue,
Caster Oblivion
Chief of Foreign Affairs and Activities

END PRIVATE RESPONSE

FROM THE DESK OF EMPEROR MUNDUS I OF THE IMPERIUM OF BELKAROS
TO- COMMANDER GRIFFITH II

Dear Commander,
I personally applaud your actions, and will be setting up patrols in Belkaros and Fonzuania to hunt down this menace. I will also send a unit of Exterminates to your nation to aid in your hunt. As always, we will stand by our ally in the defense of your homeland should this honorable action draw a military response. If it is at all possible, I would like to procure a new leopard-furry hide robe and cape from this endeavor, as the hunting of real leopards is frowned upon.
Your friend and ally,
Gnaeus Mundus I
Emperor of Belkaros

To: Gnaeus Mundus I
From: Grand Commander GRIFFITH-II

Thank you for your support, we will notify you once we know which provinces will be targetted by the invasion. Also, a live leopard furry is en route.

To: All Hostile Nations
From: The Grand World Office of Foreign Affairs

We would like to inform all of you that Furries were created by a horrid mixture of radioactivity, which is dangerously common in the GWO, and human-animal intercourse, which is a direct violation of the law. This violates the Anti Human-Animal Intercourse law, as well as the Intercourse Liscence Act, which makes it so it is illegal to engage in sexual intercourse without a liscense.

To those who claim we are wasting resources, please note that the civilian populace is taking part in this as well, of their own will, meaning the increase of firearm/ammo purchases, which in turn gets us a better economy. Furries are no more than animals. Do all of you have hunting, fishing, exterminating, et cetera banned in your nations? If so, what do you do when a colony of Termites move into your buildings? Also, to those who believe we're shooting men in animal costumes...you'd be surprised by these monsters. (Enclosed is a video of a Federation soldier decapitating a furry, proving it as an anthropomorphic being and not a human.)

And on a side note to Anagonia...
Most of our provinces ARE nuclear wastelands, so you're whole "turn you into a nuclear wasteland" thing is generally silly.

To: Cazelia
From: The Grand World Order Office Of Foreign Affairs

The furries are being shipped to Greal in Civilian Transports. Shooting them down would ruin your "world policeman" nicey-nice reputation, now wouldn't it?

((OOC: Anagonia, I don't want my thread being turned into a n00kfest, mmkay? Mmkay. And TLA, feel free to try and smuggle in weapons for the furries.))

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From the desk of the Archon
Rex Tanaara
Robert Ryan Fortier - Hexx

However they came to be, are they still not sentient beings? I know of several races that look like nothing human, should I suddenly declare that since they do not match so called 'human norms' - homo sapiens sapiens -they are no longer sentient beings? How truly short sighted and biggoted of your nation and your people.

And illegal to engage in sexual intercourse without a liscense?...if I wasn't so mind boggled, I'd laugh myself into injury....Mrs. Grundy must be having a field day.

That being said, let this be official. We place the nation of the Grand World Order on our 'No Play' List. That may sound like a silly name for a list but the consequences are dire indeed. We will not trade with you, we will not aid you nor will any Tanaarans enter your nation for any reason other than as an aggressor force.

The Domination

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From the desk of the Archon
Rex Tanaara
Robert Ryan Fortier - Hexx

However they came to be, are they still not sentient beings? I know of several races that look like nothing human, should I suddenly declare that since they do not match so called 'human norms' - homo sapiens sapiens -they are no longer sentient beings? How truly short sighted and biggoted of your nation and your people.

And illegal to engage in sexual intercourse without a liscense?...if I wasn't so mind boggled, I'd laugh myself into injury....Mrs. Grundy must be having a field day.

That being said, let this be official. We place the nation of the Grand World Order on our 'No Play' List. That may sound like a silly name for a list but the consequences are dire indeed. We will not trade with you, we will not aid you nor will any Tanaarans enter your nation for any reason other than as an aggressor force.

The Domination

Imperial Diplomatic Communication

Romandeos backs and matches this statement.

~ Her Imperial Majesty Empress Taunja I Lockeheart of the IFSR

Amazonian Communications

While the Dominion does not applaud the various methods that come about to create the sentient race known as "furries," hunting them down for sport for being nothing more than genetic mistakes is somewhat excessive. Do the nations participating in this hunt similarily execute all mentally challenged people, or any sentients having the most minor birth defects? It is the same strain of which you profess the offshoots that are "furries."

That being said, the Dominion wishes to have no part of such hunt, though does not pledge support for any punitive measures - it is the sovereign right for each and every nation to play the rules as they want within their national boundaries.

-Imperial Foreign Affairs

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From the desk of the Archon
Rex Tanaara
Robert Ryan Fortier - Hexx

However they came to be, are they still not sentient beings? I know of several races that look like nothing human, should I suddenly declare that since they do not match so called 'human norms' - homo sapiens sapiens -they are no longer sentient beings? How truly short sighted and biggoted of your nation and your people.

And illegal to engage in sexual intercourse without a liscense?...if I wasn't so mind boggled, I'd laugh myself into injury....Mrs. Grundy must be having a field day.

That being said, let this be official. We place the nation of the Grand World Order on our 'No Play' List. That may sound like a silly name for a list but the consequences are dire indeed. We will not trade with you, we will not aid you nor will any Tanaarans enter your nation for any reason other than as an aggressor force.

The Domination

To: The Domination
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

The Act that makes it illegal to engage in sexual intercourse without a liscense is to prevent reproduction of bad genes (By denial of the unfit), and to further prevent teen sex, unwanted pregnancies, and the spread of STDs.

As for the prevention of Tanaarans from entering the country, we will be kind enough to save you the hassle of recollecting those inside our country. Simply put, we're detaining them until they're deemed safe. Any field agents you might have in our country will be sentenced apropriately.

OOC: Interesting...I have a great idea for some future RP if you would be willing to work with me on this sale...

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Office of the Prime Minister
Presidential Palace
Zostar, Karshkovia


Acting on behalf of the People of Karshkovia I, Prime Minister Valentina Borofsky, do hereby authorize funding of $1 Billion USD to purchase assorted types of your overpopulation of Furries. We do anticipate this should cover 10 Million furries of assorted types. We do have two empty super-cargo ships in the area which would take approximately three days to reach port and start loading these unwanted animals. We have many scientists which would enjoy studying the habits of these animals as our own native population died from unknown reasons many centuries ago. They also would make perfect subjects for other government projects. We would need in excess of 1 million healthy subjects. At least 4000 healthy Male and Female furries pairs of sexual maturity of each furry type is requested. Any family units would be of great importance as well.

To ensure they are all healthy and alive when they reach our facilities, we are including an extra 500 million USD for untainted food and supplies for their trip.

Signed,
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*snip*

To: Karshkovia
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

Thank you for purchasing these creatures. We need to know which provinces your ships are near. Also, please wire the money before hand.

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Office of the Prime Minister
Presidential Palace
Zostar, Karshkovia


Agreed. $1.5 Billion has been wired to your accounts. Verification number is 9xR41-ffT64Wx-9cJ70.

Our ships should be just three days from Magna Polis' port. Both are civilian craft with only a small-weapons locker for the crew to repel pirates. Both ships may be inspected by your military with our blessings to ensure this is not a ploy.

Our nation and especially our scientists thank you very highly.


Signed,
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~Official Communique~

To: Martin Watson, Greal
From: Major General Ingram J Hasley, 501st Airborne

Mr. Watson, like the Grand World Order, you have two options-
Either you turn those planes around and cancel the deal with the AFA state, or we will shoot the aircraft out of the sky and activate all Cazelian forces in Greal.
Am I clear enough with you Mr. Watson?

OOC: Note: No one knows about my deal with GWO, I sent him encrypted messages, and my planes could be going there for a number of reasons.

Encrypted Message to Grand World Order

Greal wishes to buy 8 million more Furries for 160 million NPC.

[QUOTE=Greal;13601414]OOC: Note: No one knows about the deal, I sent him encrypted messages, and my planes could be going there for a number of reasons.

[QUOTE]

ooc: Karshkovia's, however, was not encrypted and while not an open letter for everyone to read, if you have spooks or any way of intercepting communications you could see it.
In fact, I am hoping someone does...

~Official Communique~

You have two options Mr. GRIFFITH II-
Either ceast and desist within 48 hours, or we will bring down the hammer that is the IDMC. We have already alerted the Federal Union about this matter as well as the Hegemony. You are outnumbered, give up now.

Sincerely,
President James Hogart

Official Republic Announcement

The Republic of Steel and Fire suggests that Cazelia stop throwing its weight around, when it really doesn't have all that much.

We also support the hunting of the Furries, although said have become nearly extinct within the borders of the RSF, and as an endangered species are now confined largely to zoos; seeing a Furry in its natural habitat has become increasingly rare, and specimens are captured alive for large rewards under our endangered species protection program. (About one in every ten furries born in captivity is taken to scientific facilities, although the number is decreasing further in recent years.)

Citizens of Steel and Fire, however, who have run out of Communists or Nazis or Pacifists or wild Furries to hunt, will be allowed to travel to GWO or elsewhere to engage in this hunt. Should GWO be willing to allow our citizens to bring their guns, rocket launchers, tanks, cruise missiles, &c. into GWO (the government of Steel and Fire is not liable for any damages incurred by its citizens, but should the necessity arise we shall cover all legal fees), the hunt may begin!

-- President Jethro Q. Walrustitty
Republic of Steel and Fire

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The Eternal Kingdom would like to remind Cazelia that any attempts to end the hunting of the furries with military force will be met with a retaliatory strike from the AFA that will see the offending nation written into the history books in the same fashion as Magic China. This is not an idle threat, and applies to actions within Greal as well as The Grand World Order.

The Empire condemns this cruel and inhumane practices by these nations wishing to commit mass murder. We will not endorse any nation that participates in this.

OOC: Note: No one knows about my deal with GWO, I sent him encrypted messages, and my planes could be going there for a number of reasons.

Encrypted Message to Grand World Order

Greal wishes to buy 8 million more Furries for 160 million NPC.

Highly Encrypted Message

Understood. Civilian ships en route to Greal will tow Barges crammed with Furries to help with the flow of Furries into your nation.

To: Nippon Kyokai
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

Quiet, you. Go stand in the corner.

Announcment from The Lone Alliance:
You have 36 hours remaining...

PS:
Private message to the GRIFFITH-II Relations group: Can't nations like you shut up for 5 minutes, I'm trying to keep a Non-human nation from doing what you are doing to humans!
Secret IC:
-TLA Alaska-
HQ: #Flight 203 you are cleared for takeoff#
Flight 203 Leader: #Roger that HQ, preparing liftoff, all members hold position until formation is complete.#

Flight 203:
36 F-23s
22 SU-34s (Equipped with Anti-Radiation missiles)
1 707 Tanker
1 767 Jammer
1 B-1
20 Sarin nerve gas bomblets
3 C-130s
1 MOAB
2,000 Ak-74
12 V.I.R.U.S. soldiers
Assorted bombs and other equipment.

To: Nippon Kyokai
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

Quiet, you. Go stand in the corner.


Rude much? Bullying younger nations is apparently a transmittable dissease.

Careful that I don't do it to you.

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Siding with our Hermes and AFA counterparts, we condemn the warmongering nations coddling to the lesser lifeforms. The fault for the decline of races of sentient beings lies in the hands of furries and furry sympathizers.

We will, of course, be defending The Grand World Order should they be attacked. Thankfully, furries have been wiped out in the Eighth Great Purge approximately one hundred years ago, so Derscon is no longer plagued with such abominations. We would hate to see such a plague bestowed upon a fellow nation of truly sentient beings.

In a meadow just outside of the city of Aslas, the ground began to shake and rumble. The ground split and began to ejaculate steam into the evening air. The same thing was happening in small clearings all over Bryn Shander. Below the ground, hundreds of intercontinental ballistic missiles were being readied for launch.

In space, where no one can hear you scream, dozens of satellites began to shift their orbits and also started to vent steam as large doors opened. Inside were dozens of independent re-entry vehicles, each one armed with a single 50 megaton warhead.

Meanwhile, the same process was happening in other nations that belonged to the AFA as well.

In a meadow just outside of the city of Novolupirsk, the ground began to shake and rumble. The ground split and began to ejaculate steam into the morning air. The same thing was happening in small clearings all over Derscon. Below the ground, hundreds of intercontinental ballistic missiles were being readied for launch.

In space, where no one can hear you scream, dozens of satellites began to shift their orbits and also started to vent steam as large doors opened. Inside were dozens of independent re-entry vehicles, each one armed with a single 50 megaton warhead.

Meanwhile, the same process was happening in other nations that belonged to the AFA as well.

*SNIP*
-TLA Space Command-
"Sir Bryn Shander satellites have moved positions."
"Sir Derscon satellites have as well."
"Fools they think we can't watch the skies, our nation has the most advance sattelite network in the world."
"They are jumping the gun a bit aren't they?"
"Prepare a message, if they want a war we'll give them one."
"And prepare our satellites, if need be we'll nuke our own to disable theirs."

Message to the nations of Bryn Shander and Derscon:
We have detected your intentions. You dare to attack us for no reason? Stand Down, do you really want to start a chain reaction of MAD? Because we will make you suffer as well.

OOC:Nuke spam me all you want, if there is one thing I pride myself on is my anti-nuke spam systems.

PS:IGNORE on the 50 megaton warheads.
There's no rocket in the world that could carry one of those. 50 kilotons maybe.

Besides, several dozen 50 megaton warheads = Entire plant dead.
Learn about your nukes before automaticly choosing the largest one possible.

In a meadow just outside of the city of Asherton, the ground began to shake and rumble. The ground split and began to ejaculate steam into the morning air. The same thing was happening in small clearings all over The Island States. Below the ground, hundreds of intercontinental ballistic missiles were being readied for launch.

In space, where no one can hear you scream, dozens of satellites began to shift their orbits and also started to vent steam as large doors opened. Inside were dozens of independent re-entry vehicles, each one armed with a single 50 megaton warhead.

Meanwhile, the same process was happening in other nations that belonged to the AFA as well.

In a meadow just outside of the city of Torba, the ground began to shake and rumble. The ground split and began to ejaculate steam into the morning air. The same thing was happening in small clearings all over The Island States. Below the ground, hundreds of intercontinental ballistic missiles were being readied for launch.

In space, where no one can hear you scream, dozens of satellites began to shift their orbits and also started to vent steam as large doors opened. Inside were dozens of independent re-entry vehicles, each one armed with a single 50 megaton warhead.

Meanwhile, the same process was happening in other nations that belonged to the AFA as well.

((OOC: Guys, don't use nukes in this thread, pl0x. I stated in the beginning for people to ask for permission from the victim before initiating a nuclear strike.))

Magna Polis Air Defense Monitoring Station #32

"Sir, we've got aerial vehicles closing in. They're in a large group, requesting identification now. Initiate Air Raid status, and get the Defense Wing up," so were the words of a simple Air Monitoring Console operator. Sweat was beading in his brow.

Across Magna Polis, sirens began blaring at a volume level that would put just about any firearm to shame. Civilians rushed for their bomb shelters as CCU Officers made sure they didn't trample each other. At the Air Stations in the city, the Magna Polis Air Defense Unit began taking off. This force mainly consisted of F-22s and F-35s. On the ground, hundreds, probably thousands, of anti-air weapons aimed upwards. A few tanks rolled out from their small outposts in the city, aiming their anti-air shells into the sky, in case one of the incoming planes flew within visibility range.

Above, in space, satellites began tracking the air fleet. GRIFFITH-II quickly evacuated his office, taking an emergency elevator down to the basement/bomb shelter of the Spire. The elevator worked by dropping, then using distance sensors to deploy its brakes, thus bringing the Grand Commander to safety in less than a minute.

*lolsnip*

OOC: Best system in the world? For some reason, I'm not willing to give that statement much credit. If anyone has the best SDI network in the world, it's the Reich. Arda would likely be a close second, with perhaps Gholgoth and Prussia battling for third and fourth. So lulz.

PS:IGNORE on the 50 megaton warheads.
There's no rocket in the world that could carry one of those.

OOC: The Tsar Bomba was about 50 MTs, and that was in 1961. All of our nations are significantly more advanced than that, and this is NationStates, so we have bigger and better things.

Besides, several dozen 50 megaton warheads = Entire plant dead.

OOC: The beauty of NS freeform. You can't put a limit on the size of the earth because of how many nations their are, and how fucking big they are. You could pump enough ammo to annihilate a solar system into a single nation and no other nations would be affected, if they so chose, because of how the game works.

((OOC: Guys, don't use nukes in this thread, pl0x. I stated in the beginning for people to ask for permission from the victim before initiating a nuclear strike.))

OOC: Agreed, I was wanting some underground type Proxy warfare. Me using the mutants as fodder, the fact that Steel and Fire Citizens might be joining in is great icing on the cake.

PS: I'm about to declare an ignore on AFA anyway. This REEKs of Sockpuppetry or account borrowing. A bunch of apparent members showing up out of nowhere then doing copypaste? That's not even trying.

Besides with some nations like Belkaros. a 1 billion nation having dozens of satellites with supernukes on a good economy much mean their military is shit.

PSS:
My planes aren't near your airspace yet. their flight past is pretty near the border of it but they haven't crossed.

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Official Message to Republic of Zinaire
From the Eternal Empire of Yurka



We find the thought that the irradiated offspring of human-animal relations being sentient absurd, though by that same token we find the very fact of their offspring coming to term absurd. Regardless, the Eternal Empire of Yurka has no way of proving or disproving their own sentience, and as such will allow our citizens to enter your nation to take part in this 'hunt'. Along with the hunters, we will also dispatch a small number of scientists to take samples back with us, as our nation, renown for its vast expanses of irradiated land, seems to lack these creatures. Including among the hunters will also be an official diplomat to kill one of these things on a live broadcast for one of our television shows.

If this is alright, we have all of the aircraft prepped and ready to take off for your nation.


Sincerely,
Yurkan Foreign Ministry

Message to The Lone Alliance
"Candle-sniffing fuck fence go climb a wall of dicks."

OOC: PS: I'm about to declare an ignore on AFA anyway. They REEK of Sockpuppets. A bunch of apparent members showing up out of nowhere then doing copypaste? That's not even trying.

OOC: If we were sockpuppeting, wouldn't it make more sense to, oh, I don't know, NOT copypasta? The copypasta was my idea for lulz. Trust me, Bryn and I are NOT the same bloody nation by a long shot.

EDIT: also, Lone, the NS gameplay stats mean jack shit when it comes to RP. Derscon, gameplay, is a total anarchy, but RP, is an autocratic monarchy.

OOC: Please be aware, that though you might be able to come in with massive space bombardment and moon n00ks, you're just going to be ignored outside of FT tech.

Besides Derscon, with your large number of posts, how could you NOT expect something like this to be ignored?

OOC: Please be aware, that though you might be able to come in with massive space bombardment and moon n00ks, you're just going to be ignored outside of FT tech.

Besides Derscon, with your large number of posts, how could you NOT expect something like this to be ignored?

OOC: Probably because this kind of tech isn't actually FT. Space weapons are a very, very common thing -- in fact, almost every bloody nation in NS has them. If everyone will bitch, though, we can cut it to 20 MT, which, IIRC, is the standard for most MT-level MIRVs IRL.

Besides, a few nukes never hurt anyone. It's not like we're glassing him. Hell, right now, it's just a threat, anyway.

And a lot of my postcount comes from the Spam and General forum ;)

OOC: Probably because this kind of tech isn't actually FT. Space weapons are a very, very common thing -- in fact, almost every bloody nation in NS has them. If everyone will bitch, though, we can cut it to 20 MT, which, IIRC, is the standard for most MT-level MIRVs.

And a lot of my postcount comes from the Spam and General forum ;)


OOC: Ah well. As a PMT nation I have my own share of space weaponry. But a huge group of nations suddenly doing the exact same tactic in a completely unrelated thread generally just gets ignored. Especially when one nation tells another to "climb a wall of dicks" ;)

If you're serious about all of that, you should just make a post with ATTN in the title, aimed at nations that you actually want to pay attention to it. Otherwise you're just spamming someone elses post with something they'll probably ignore anyways.

Message to The Lone Alliance
"Candle-sniffing fuck fence go climb a wall of dicks."
Reply to Bryn Shander: Go back to bed. We will not have a gay orgy with you.

OOC: Ah well. As a PMT nation I have my own share of space weaponry. But a huge group of nations suddenly doing the exact same tactic in a completely unrelated thread generally just gets ignored. *nods* Alliance or not, a bunch of nations which weren't paying any attention to the thread showing up with copypaste? So bullshitty.

Especially when one nation tells another to "climb a wall of dicks" ;)
You have to admit that's a pretty interesting comeback.

OOC: Ah well. As a PMT nation I have my own share of space weaponry. But a huge group of nations suddenly doing the exact same tactic in a completely unrelated thread generally just gets ignored. Especially when one nation tells another to "climb a wall of dicks" ;)



PMT, eh? Well, I RP simultaneously in MT, PMT, FT, and Fantasy, so lollercaust.

And what's wrong with Alliance coordination? ;) And we're not coming out of nowhere, we're pre-emptively defending TGWO from attack!

And that's Bryn Shander for you. :P

If you're serious about all of that, you should just make a post with ATTN in the title, aimed at nations that you actually want to pay attention to it. Otherwise you're just spamming someone elses post with something they'll probably ignore anyways.

OOC: Sounds like a plan.

All across the peaceful mountain valleys of Rykaria's Uppermost province, Named "Bergflüsschen" Gunfire is heard.

"Fuck, they banked right! Follow them!" Shouted Albert Grüber, The commander of a Leopard 2.

The tank skidded, kicking up piles of dirt under its heavy tracks, plunging into the shallow waters below as it slid into a small river, It's engine roaring as the driver pushed hard on the accelerator.

"Unit S27 is in pursuit of an escaping vehicle, Confirmed to be loaded with furries, sir!" Said Albert, speaking into a comm headset.

The Tank continued Speeding after the escaping vehicle, At speeds in excess of 50 Miles per hour, Plowing through small brush and trees.

The Headset crackled to life. "Roger, You are cleared to engage S27, Smoke'em. over."

"Tracking target....Azimuth 90°, Elevation 30°, Distance 300!" The gunner of the lead tank shouted, His eyes stuck tight into his Weapons sight."

"GUN READY!" The gunner quickly added on as a loud clang was heard,
The loader giving a hand signal to the gunner to signify the gun was armed.
the 120MM Smoothbore cannon locking into position, another Cluster shell loaded into the bore.

"You are clear to engage!" The commander quickly shouted as a Horrendously loud bang echoed across the countryside, A Cluster Shell filled with small, sharp chunks of metal shrapnel sped towards it's target at blazing fast speed of 1800 Meters per second, Screaming as it flew towards it's target. Within a second the shell flew over it's target, Exploding, Sending Metal frag straight down into it's target, The Lightly armored truck Jumped off the ground a few feet as the impact ripped it's frame in two, Quickly falling back to the ground aflame as carcasses began to fall, and emerge from the vehicle.

"I Believe thats a confirmed kill, Men! Johan, bring us over there!" Albert quickly shouted with a grin on his face.

Johan, the driver, Quickly replied "Yes Sir!"

The Tank sped over, skidding to a quick stop as it came to a dead halt right next to the vehicle, the Gunner and driver popping out of their hatches to examine the wreckage.

Albert pointed towards the dead furries, some ripped in half, blood staining the ground. He quickly looked over towards his crew "Hahaha, any of you guys need a new rug?"

The men shared a good laugh as they sunk back into their hatches, closing and locking them as the driver preformed a quick show of Hate as he drove over the wreckage, crushing the vehicle flat, And the furries.

Albert spoke into the headset once again "We have a Confirmed kill sir, We are R.T.B. At this time."

If we were sockpuppeting, wouldn't it make more sense to, oh, I don't know, NOT copypasta? The copypasta was my idea for lulz. Trust me, Bryn and I are NOT the same bloody nation by a long shot.

Lolwut?

*nods* Alliance or not, a bunch of nations which weren't paying any attention to the thread showing up with copypaste? So bullshitty.

OOC: All we did was miss a single line in the OP. We ARE paying attention, which is why we posted in the first place.

OOC:Copypasta means you aren't paying any attention and are just mimicing your allies. Seriously, try harder. I could care either way about how this RP goes, I just want to kill someone. Every other thing I see either has everyone quitting or it turns into a wankfest.

One of you guys will do just as well as him...
Or even Rykarian.


OOC: All we did was miss a single line in the OP. We ARE paying attention, which is why we posted in the first place.

OOC: And I still think you are full of shit. End of story.
Besides thread maker said no nukes, if you don't like it, GTFO.

But If you are going to ignore the thread maker.
I'm debating using my steath thrump card so I can't make any IC posts right now. But you'll find that it was a very very stupid idea to open all your silos Derscon.

Besides thread maker said no nukes, if you don't like it, GTFO.

No, he said that he's restricting the use of WMDs. We haven't used anything yet, simply readied them for a possible use.

OOC: Bumpity bump bump. Just bumping the thread here.

To: Gnaeus Mundus I
From: Grand Commander GRIFFITH-II

Thank you for your support, we will notify you once we know which provinces will be targetted by the invasion. Also, a live leopard furry is en route.

To: All Hostile Nations
From: The Grand World Office of Foreign Affairs

We would like to inform all of you that Furries were created by a horrid mixture of radioactivity, which is dangerously common in the GWO, and human-animal intercourse, which is a direct violation of the law. This violates the Anti Human-Animal Intercourse law, as well as the Intercourse Liscence Act, which makes it so it is illegal to engage in sexual intercourse without a liscense.

To those who claim we are wasting resources, please note that the civilian populace is taking part in this as well, of their own will, meaning the increase of firearm/ammo purchases, which in turn gets us a better economy. Furries are no more than animals. Do all of you have hunting, fishing, exterminating, et cetera banned in your nations? If so, what do you do when a colony of Termites move into your buildings? Also, to those who believe we're shooting men in animal costumes...you'd be surprised by these monsters. (Enclosed is a video of a Federation soldier decapitating a furry, proving it as an anthropomorphic being and not a human.)

And on a side note to Anagonia...
Most of our provinces ARE nuclear wastelands, so you're whole "turn you into a nuclear wasteland" thing is generally silly.

To: Cazelia
From: The Grand World Order Office Of Foreign Affairs

The furries are being shipped to Greal in Civilian Transports. Shooting them down would ruin your "world policeman" nicey-nice reputation, now wouldn't it?

((OOC: Anagonia, I don't want my thread being turned into a n00kfest, mmkay? Mmkay. And TLA, feel free to try and smuggle in weapons for the furries.))

OOC:

Oh hell, I'm just surprised the thread didn't die. I don't care what you guy's do, so long as you don't actually invade the IC Anagonia your perfectly within reason to do what ya'll want.

~Official Reply~

Meh, I guess war is not the best option. However, all trade to the GWO is hereby stopped, All GWO airliners within Cazelian airspace are ordered to land at the nearest Airbase, all citizens of GWO within Cazelia are to be detained in State prisons and any aircraft within Cazelian or allied airspace known to be carrying bought furries or is en-route to GWO without authorization regardless of nationality will be either shot down or ordered to land at the nearest Cazelian airbase.

Sincerely,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General, Head of the 501st

without authorization regardless of nationality will be either shot down or ordered to land at the nearest Cazelian airbase.


OOC: Thus killing the furries, good work!

OOC: oops. I meant that aircraft moving to the GWO empty will be shot down...not the ones with the furs in them :P

Open Broadcast

In order to prevent a complete breakdown of relations, and to prevent the slaughter of countless people, Derscon requests that all participants in the conflict agree to cease hostile actions and attend a conference in Derscon.

If at all possible, Derscon would much prefer that war not break out.

Open Broadcast

In order to prevent a complete breakdown of relations, and to prevent the slaughter of countless people, Derscon requests that all participants in the conflict agree to cease hostile actions and attend a conference in Derscon.

If at all possible, Derscon would much prefer that war not break out.
As we have yet to decide on a course of action and as we are enraged at the premptive arsenal that your alliance has deployed, we will meet if you will give an explaination for it.

OOC: oops. I meant that aircraft moving to the GWO empty will be shot down...not the ones with the furs in them :P

OOC: You want to shoot down Greal transports? Heres your chance, but how are you going to shoot them down? You don't excaclty have SAMs int eh country, but I'm assuming that my transports have already brought Furries back, but the transports returned for more that I have ordered.

New Masada, Capital of Kahanistan

President Nadia Sklenova sat back down in her office after returning from a ball in Faxanavia. She was still dressed in her ball attire, a medium-length solid white bare-shoulder dress, when she picked up the notice from Intel. Those bastards in the Grand World Order were killing furries.

A year earlier, before the devastating Doomani wars, Kahanistan's response would have been simple - deploy the fleet, depose the tyrannical government of the Grand World Order, and reconstruct the country while millions of liberated furries sang their praises. Today, the response would not be so simple. Not only was Kahanistan bound by treaty with Praetonia not to go to war without Praetonian approval, but she had personally seen to it that the new navy lacked any means of logistically supporting or even transporting large numbers of troops abroad as a means of showing her sincerity.

While requesting Praetonian permission for an invasion might be successful, if it weren't it might fuel Praetonian suspicions that little had changed and Kahanistan was still an aggressive state. Besides, they would almost certainly balk at providing logistical support when they were at war with Gholgoth. Doubtless, many opportunistic, vulture-like nations were already importing furries en masse as slaves, organ donors, or worse, lab rats, and time was not on their side. She didn't have time to waste in fruitless diplomatic endeavours with Praetonia.

She could not express sympathy publicly for the furries - the GWO would likely find some excuse to delay or refuse her request. Domestically, though, she wouldn't have much trouble - most "anti-immigrant" politicians - very few given the need for an enhanced population base - had reservations when genocide was concerned. The President took a heavy swig of vodka - what she was going to write made her sick to her stomach, and she couldn't break down at her computer.

Encryption Code Omega-7-Chi-4-Tau

The Government of Kahanistan wishes to import 100 million furries, alive and in good health, for labour, use in medical experiments, testing of biological and chemical weapons, devising cures for memory erasures, and use for target or bayonet practice for the troops.

We will wire fifty billion USD for this transaction.

Signed,
Nadia Sklenova,
President of Kahanistan

She finished off her bottle and took a Prozac. The people will either worship me... or think I'm completely batshit insane. She leaned her head backwards in her chair after sending the letter.

New Masada, Capital of Kahanistan

President Nadia Sklenova sat back down in her office after returning from a ball in Faxanavia. She was still dressed in her ball attire, a medium-length solid white bare-shoulder dress, when she picked up the notice from Intel. Those bastards in the Grand World Order were killing furries.

A year earlier, before the devastating Doomani wars, Kahanistan's response would have been simple - deploy the fleet, depose the tyrannical government of the Grand World Order, and reconstruct the country while millions of liberated furries sang their praises. Today, the response would not be so simple. Not only was Kahanistan bound by treaty with Praetonia not to go to war without Praetonian approval, but she had personally seen to it that the new navy lacked any means of logistically supporting or even transporting large numbers of troops abroad as a means of showing her sincerity.

While requesting Praetonian permission for an invasion might be successful, if it weren't it might fuel Praetonian suspicions that little had changed and Kahanistan was still an aggressive state. Besides, they would almost certainly balk at providing logistical support when they were at war with Gholgoth. Doubtless, many opportunistic, vulture-like nations were already importing furries en masse as slaves, organ donors, or worse, lab rats, and time was not on their side. She didn't have time to waste in fruitless diplomatic endeavours with Praetonia.

She could not express sympathy publicly for the furries - the GWO would likely find some excuse to delay or refuse her request. Domestically, though, she wouldn't have much trouble - most "anti-immigrant" politicians - very few given the need for an enhanced population base - had reservations when genocide was concerned. The President took a heavy swig of vodka - what she was going to write made her sick to her stomach, and she couldn't break down at her computer.

Encryption Code Omega-7-Chi-4-Tau

The Government of Kahanistan wishes to import 100 million furries, alive and in good health, for labour, use in medical experiments, testing of biological and chemical weapons, devising cures for memory erasures, and use for target or bayonet practice for the troops.

We will wire fifty billion USD for this transaction.

Signed,
Nadia Sklenova,
President of Kahanistan

She finished off her bottle and took a Prozac. The people will either worship me... or think I'm completely batshit insane. She leaned her head backwards in her chair after sending the letter.

To: Nadia Sklenova
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

We don't think there are that many furries left in the nation. We've estimated that we and our citizens have killed approximately 80% of their population, or detained/sent them away. However, we will send the remaining survivors for sale, which is only about 15 million. The remaining 20% of furries in the nation are on the run, but we'll send captured ones to you as they become available for sale.

To: Cazelia
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

Very well. All Cazelian citizens within the Federation are to be detained in Federal and State Detention Facilities, where they will produce goods for the GWO Government, as well as Corporations who rent assemblylines. Our new Fleets, Armies, and Air Wings will be built courtesy of your citizens in our nation, and so will many of our corporate goods. They will be forced to work a total of 3 months Labor Time, meaning they must spend an equivalent to 3 months making goods for us. The more they build, the closer to freedom they get. And your spies will be executed for Conspiracy Against the Fascist Federation of The Grand World Order.

Thank you, and Good Day.

Highly Encrypted Message

Understood. Civilian ships en route to Greal will tow Barges crammed with Furries to help with the flow of Furries into your nation.

To: Nippon Kyokai
From: The Grand World Order Office of Foreign Affairs

Quiet, you. Go stand in the corner.

Encrypted Response

Greal destroyers will be escorting the ships full of Furries.

OOC: I'll be assuming that my planes have landed and taken away the Furries, but since there are too many of them, my Greal planes will have to fly back for more.

OOC: With such a large operation underway, my carriers and satellites couldn't miss such a large amount of aircraft.

EDIT: GAH! Ignore the thumbs up thing at the top. Pure accident XD

~Official Communique~

Well then, I guess we'll have to do something similar. All GWO aircraft in Cazelian airspace are now to be escorted to the nearest airport, and two passengers from the aircraft are to be sent to and interrogation center. The rest will be sent to State prisons and all GWO citizens in the IDC are to be sent too.
The citizenship of these people are to permanently revoked, and all of their possessions now belong to the government. Corporations from the GWO are to be shut down and their property given to the government.
Resisters will be shot, and anyone found attempting to escape will be shot as well.

Sincerely,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General, 501st Marines


Cazelian Surveillance Base, Yarkai City
Smoke filled the cramped Concrete room, which was filled with computers and other assorted electronics (Which didn't help with the space problem). Suddenly, the elevator doors opened and the strong built, young figure of General Hasley stepped out
"You called me about a situation regarding Greal?"
"Yes, General Hasley. We have confirmed reports from several aircraft carriers as well as our satellites that transport aircraft of Grealite origin have been picking something up in the..."
Hasley cut off the officer's voice with a quick presumption
"The Grand World Order. Have they confirmed this as a trade deal?"
"No. That's why I called you here. Normally, we would have records of such things, however, this is too large for a trade deal anyways. There are hundreds of planes and a few cargo ships doing this shit"
Hasley thought for a few long-felt seconds, spewing out the beginnings of a sentence several times before finally being able to speak his mind
"Put all carriers and bases in and near Greal on high alert, and tell them to bring one of the planes into custody of one of our bases. And search the ships"
"What if they deny?"
"Tell them it's a...Routine search. If they deny it, threaten them with AShMs. And if they still deny, sink whatever escorts they have and take the ship by force if necessary. You have authorization to attack if fired upon or under orders."
"Yes Sir"

FOB Whiskey Alpha Foxtrot, Greal
Cazelia is no peaceful country by any standards when possibly deceived. This is what motivated VF-37 "Tomcats" to get ready double time. Their fast F-15s could out-fly the Grealite airliners and out-shoot any fighters that tried to attack them. Within an hour the fighters were in the air, with orders to retrieve the Grealite aircraft and bring them back to base for inspection. However, one specialized F-117 Nighthawk armed with a deadly cargo of GHOST Spec-ops was tasked with commandeering the airliner if the pilots refuse to cooperate with the fighters.
30 minutes to intercept...
"Exited?" Asked 'Brick' Johnson, the squadron's most respected ace
"Hell yeah" Exclaimed one of the pilots
"Good. We're under orders not to fire on the airliner"
"Understood. I'll put in some tunes, It'll fucking' scare the pants off those pilots"
"Oorah, What do you have in mind?"
"KoRn. Those bastards don't know the meaning of rock"
Brick laughed into the radio
"I thought so. Tune me in with those pilots"
"Roger that"

"Unidentified Greal cargo aircraft, you are hereby ordered to abandon your current flightpath and prepare to land at Whiskey-Alpha-Foxtrot base under jurisdiction of the Imperial Democracy of Cazelia, over. Comply, over"
He turned up the music to full volume and wired it into the radio with a vicious intent to scare the living daylights out of those pilots
"Haha! Good choice kid, KoRn rules!"

OOC: With such a large operation underway, my carriers and satellites couldn't miss such a large amount of aircraft.

EDIT: GAH! Ignore the thumbs up thing at the top. Pure accident XD

~Official Communique~

Well then, I guess we'll have to do something similar. All GWO aircraft in Cazelian airspace are now to be escorted to the nearest airport, and two passengers from the aircraft are to be sent to and interrogation center. The rest will be sent to State prisons and all GWO citizens in the IDC are to be sent too.
The citizenship of these people are to permanently revoked, and all of their possessions now belong to the government. Corporations from the GWO are to be shut down and their property given to the government.
Resisters will be shot, and anyone found attempting to escape will be shot as well.

Sincerely,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General, 501st Marines


Cazelian Surveillance Base, Yarkai City
Smoke filled the cramped Concrete room, which was filled with computers and other assorted electronics (Which didn't help with the space problem). Suddenly, the elevator doors opened and the strong built, young figure of General Hasley stepped out
"You called me about a situation regarding Greal?"
"Yes, General Hasley. We have confirmed reports from several aircraft carriers as well as our satellites that transport aircraft of Grealite origin have been picking something up in the..."
Hasley cut off the officer's voice with a quick presumption
"The Grand World Order. Have they confirmed this as a trade deal?"
"No. That's why I called you here. Normally, we would have records of such things, however, this is too large for a trade deal anyways. There are hundreds of planes and a few cargo ships doing this shit"
Hasley thought for a few long-felt seconds, spewing out the beginnings of a sentence several times before finally being able to speak his mind
"Put all carriers and bases in and near Greal on high alert, and tell them to bring one of the planes into custody of one of our bases. And search the ships"
"What if they deny?"
"Tell them it's a...Routine search. If they deny it, threaten them with AShMs. And if they still deny, sink whatever escorts they have and take the ship by force if necessary. You have authorization to attack if fired upon or under orders."
"Yes Sir"

FOB Whiskey Alpha Foxtrot, Greal
Cazelia is no peaceful country by any standards when possibly deceived. This is what motivated VF-37 "Tomcats" to get ready double time. Their fast F-15s could out-fly the Grealite airliners and out-shoot any fighters that tried to attack them. Within an hour the fighters were in the air, with orders to retrieve the Grealite aircraft and bring them back to base for inspection. However, one specialized F-117 Nighthawk armed with a deadly cargo of GHOST Spec-ops was tasked with commandeering the airliner if the pilots refuse to cooperate with the fighters.
30 minutes to intercept...
"Exited?" Asked 'Brick' Johnson, the squadron's most respected ace
"Hell yeah" Exclaimed one of the pilots
"Good. We're under orders not to fire on the airliner"
"Understood. I'll put in some tunes, It'll fucking' scare the pants off those pilots"
"Oorah, What do you have in mind?"
"KoRn. Those bastards don't know the meaning of rock"
Brick laughed into the radio
"I thought so. Tune me in with those pilots"
"Roger that"

"Unidentified Greal cargo aircraft, you are hereby ordered to abandon your current flightpath and prepare to land at Whiskey-Alpha-Foxtrot base under jurisdiction of the Imperial Democracy of Cazelia, over. Comply, over"
He turned up the music to full volume and wired it into the radio with a vicious intent to scare the living daylights out of those pilots
"Haha! Good choice kid, KoRn rules!"

Sky over Greal

The cargo planes, escorted by Eurofighters and F-35 Lightings were on their way to the military base near Womer. Greal SAM units were on alert as usual, watching the Cazelian planes, but the cargo plane's pilots were surprised to hear a loud message from their fighters.

"Unidentified Greal cargo aircraft, you are hereby ordered to abandon your current flightpath and prepare to land at Whiskey-Alpha-Foxtrot base under jurisdiction of the Imperial Democracy of Cazelia, over. Comply, over"

"The Cazelians are crazy, sir."said one of the pilots."Making war on on of their allies, stupid indeed. Send this message back."

A reply was sent back to the Cazelians. It was to buy time that way the Greal cargo planes could land in Womer.

"We do wish to know why your planes want us to land at your base."

-International Waters near The Grand World Order-
Encrypted Radio transmissions:
#Yes this is 203 Leader we have the Greal transports within radar distance, they have a massive transport operation in progress.#
#Copy that, Stand by for new orders from HQ#
#####
#203 Leader, Mission objectives updated...
Bomber, Flight T2, and all Weasels with the exception of 2, 5, 8, 12, and 18 are ordered RTB.#
#Fighter Squadron ordered to split up, Group B is to remain holding position, all remaining aircraft are to track and follow the Greal transports from outside engagement distance. HQ out#
#Copy that HQ, 203 leader moving to intercept path, 203 out.#

"It's a routine search. We have suspicions that these aircraft are harboring unauthorized goods and personnel. You have five minutes to comply, over"
Brick banked his metal beast towards the Greal aircraft, well within both radar and visual range
"Guys, we have a problem. Fighters, I think I see Euro's and Lightining, over"
"Copy, We have a confirmed visual on F-35s and Eurofighters, over"
"If they make some sort of move, take them out"
"Roger. I'm calling base for backup. Their F/A-13s might scare 'em off"

The pilot climbed to the height of the transport and slowed his speed to that of the transport, pulling himself closer to the aircraft
"Yeah, it's a passenger aircraft. Tell General Hasley if we're going to do this we're going to need ground support. I have multipile SAM batteries on the ground which could easily jepordize the mission. We need low flying AM-4s. Armed with Mavericks"
"Oorah. Call base, let's do this"

"Within minutes the AM-4s were ready for takeoff, armed with JDAMs and Maverick missiles, both easily able to destroy SAM batteries.

OOC-Sorry I have been out of the RP for a bit, busy elsewhere. I'm just assuming that Belkan death-squads worked with an internatonal coalition and had the mentioned forces avalable.

The Malus teams deployed by Belkaros had sent nearly fourty-thousand pelts back to their homeland, where they were now being made in to high quality clothing, and were still searching for more when they picked up the radio transmission of the carrier above them. They allerted their areal support, and within minutes ten Belkan SU-57B fighters were en route to aid the Greal craft.

In the air, the Belkans hailed the Greal pilots.
"Hailing transport pilot, this is Captain Spangler, callsign Blue Monday of the IBAF, here to escort you."

*Snip*
OOC:The transports are in Grael airspace, I doubt you got there from The Grand World Order that quickly. Now the sea transports however are closer and until the carriers arrive are only guarded by destroyers.

== 8:52 P.M. Standard Charleston Time, East Congaree==

To: The Grand World order Komissariat

From: The Confederate Office of the President


"President" Reginald Deere peered across the room, preparing to send his final analysis of the Federation's genocide to Confederate Secretary of State, Jethro Potter. Being an anthropomorph himself, he frowns upon the genocide of "furries", but aims to support his closest, and one of his oldest allies in a time of hostilities. While not sending troops to help a genocide he deems "queer" and " out of touch", he agrees to mobilize 4 brigades (groups of 685) Confederate infantry troops to begin an incursion into whatever state attempts to begin a groud incursion into the Federation. To cover these troops, he agrees to send Hound Dog II's (A-10 Rip offs) to create a constant cover over Confederate troops. In addition, he deploys 2 carriers carrying 20 MiG-21s a piece into international waters, ready to approach the coast of whatever nation may attempt to once more commit it's self to a ground invasion. Flanking these two ships are four submarines with decent, but heavily outdated anti-ship torpedos. They are also flanked by eight cruisers with 1960's era technology, and two destroyers built in the later nineties with coordinate-guided missile tubes (24 per ship). Four giant, monstrous refilling ships will come along side these ships, ready to refill the some fifty gunboats (84 foot long skiffs carrying eight men and having two three inch guns and 4 7.62 mm all-purpose machine guns). While the new, refuling ships are big, slow targets, they do not lack four SAM launchers on each one, along with 8 backup 12.7 mm machine guns to take out any air threat that may come close. These guns are also adjusted in such a way that they could help counter a sea threat as a last resort.

Note, the Confederacy hates your act of genocide, but thinks it would be a generally poor decision to invade a country because of an internal act it commits.

Naval forces left dock five hours ago, and are now a ninety-eight miles off the port of Rappahanock. Ground troops have been deployed on a seperate naval crew consisting of two massive troop carriers, flanked by four outdated subs of technology from sixty years ago and two cruisers of that same, old era. The two troop carriers are newer technology, with 12 SAM launchers on each one, and three sub hunter/fighter aircraft stowed on a small runway aboard. The new troop transporter/carriers are amongst the Confederacy's newest technology. Please note, the two naval groups are traveling seperately, with the ground troop naval force leaving dock five-hundred miles south of Rappahanock in the city of Silurformes.

Edit: The Hound Dog II's will be sent upon another carrier if hostilites begin. Yes, I know that attack aircraft aren't the most common sight on carriers IRL, but this is nationstates.

"It's a routine search. We have suspicions that these aircraft are harboring unauthorized goods and personnel. You have five minutes to comply, over"
Brick banked his metal beast towards the Greal aircraft, well within both radar and visual range
"Guys, we have a problem. Fighters, I think I see Euro's and Lightining, over"
"Copy, We have a confirmed visual on F-35s and Eurofighters, over"
"If they make some sort of move, take them out"
"Roger. I'm calling base for backup. Their F/A-13s might scare 'em off"

The pilot climbed to the height of the transport and slowed his speed to that of the transport, pulling himself closer to the aircraft
"Yeah, it's a passenger aircraft. Tell General Hasley if we're going to do this we're going to need ground support. I have multipile SAM batteries on the ground which could easily jepordize the mission. We need low flying AM-4s. Armed with Mavericks"
"Oorah. Call base, let's do this"

"Within minutes the AM-4s were ready for takeoff, armed with JDAMs and Maverick missiles, both easily able to destroy SAM batteries.

In 5 minutes though, the planes would be landing in Womer military airfield. The city was in sight. The pilots decided to send back another time delaying response, hoping that the Greal SAM batteries would be set up in time. But, the SAM batteries were already set up.

"How about we shoot first?" asked one of the fighter pilots

"No, if they want a war over some stupid animals, let them have one." said another pilot

Response
"We are currently carrying missiles and ammunition. We assure you."

Brick sighed "This is a direct order from the President of the IDC, land now or we will take the aircraft by force" He tuned into a private frequency for the AM-4s and his wingmen
"Lock on all targets, AM-4s, take out those SAM batteries"
He tuned back to the Grealite frequency
"Stop giving me shit, follow us, or we'll shoot you down"
Of course he wouldn't, but he had to do something...

The 15,000,000 furries arrived in Kahanistan, to be processed through standard immigration checkpoints. What if they had been carrying diseases, like many Cottish refugees who, some alleged, had been deliberately infected by their government?

Of course, the people would crucify the government if it used its black budget to import people for inhuman experiments. However, they had to be held until the GWO announced it had rounded up its last furry.

The last of the 10 million furries sat below decks in the Karshkovian ocean-going Super-Transport container ships, ignorant of the fact that they were less than 12 hours from Karshkovian waters.

The ships powered through the rough seas in the dead of night with minimal running lights and no communications allowed. The captains did not wish to announce the fact that they were transporting these creatures for many reasons. Both ships had made three seperate trips into Griffith and back to Karshkovia without incident as everyone had been more interested in the air-transporting of other countries. This final trip contained the last of the 10 million furries Karshkovia had 'purchased' from Griffith.

Currently, they were making 15knots because of the seas, however being so close to home waters allowed the captains to breath easy. The mission was almost complete.

*bump*

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Official Message from the Rykarian Office of Internal Affairs

Greetings to Allies and Enemies alike, As of this morning 98% Of the Anthropomorphic Filth in the country has been eliminated, It is estimated by early morning tomorrow the last 2% will be exterminated and harvested for their pelts.

Civilian Militia's have accounted for 30% Of the Dead Anthro population, The Military continues to firebomb Furry strongholds, and soldiers continue to search small villages in the Territories outermost regions.

Kulmhof, Capital district, 12 PM Noon.

Civilians lined the main strip Held back by Police and lines, The Rykarian national anthem blared over the cities Government Broadcast speakers as 30,000 Rykarian Troops marched down the main strip, Followed by an assortment of Armored vehicles, Civilians cheering them on and rejoicing as their comrades marched by, proudly displaying their weapons. Behind every Company of troops there was a Dingo transport truck with a trailer carrying Skinned and mutilated carcasses of furries, Eurofighters Flew overhead, Coloring the sky in the national flag's colors. The Government broadcast screens flickered to life, Showing the Führer himself.

"Greetings my citizens, It is my pleasure to announce that our nation has been cleansed of the Anthropomorphic creatures known as "Furries" We are now a 100% Human nation. We shall be stronger than ever, More united than ever, and most importantly.....We will no longer suffer, Rejoice, my citizens!"

Millions of citizens across the city Screamed and hollered, Cheering for their leader, Creating a roar that could be heard outside the city.

This was being broadcasted on TV's around the world, in many nations.

Brick sighed "This is a direct order from the President of the IDC, land now or we will take the aircraft by force" He tuned into a private frequency for the AM-4s and his wingmen
"Lock on all targets, AM-4s, take out those SAM batteries"
He tuned back to the Grealite frequency
"Stop giving me shit, follow us, or we'll shoot you down"
Of course he wouldn't, but he had to do something...

The pilots now were one minute from landing at the airport. They ignored the message and increased speed, the cargo planes did not carry many of the Furries, there was another convoy of planes, reinforced by F-44 Interceptors landing at the Aust airport. Mainly, the Cazelians were following a decoy force.

The SAM batteries were armed and ready, but did not fire until they opened fire. Civilians on the ground watched in amazement at the aircraft in the air.

-International Waters near The Grand World Order-
Encrypted Radio transmissions:
#Yes this is 203 Leader we have the Greal transports within radar distance, they have a massive transport operation in progress.#
#Copy that, Stand by for new orders from HQ#
#####
#203 Leader, Mission objectives updated...
Bomber, Flight T2, and all Weasels with the exception of 2, 5, 8, 12, and 18 are ordered RTB.#
#Fighter Squadron ordered to split up, Group B is to remain holding position, all remaining aircraft are to track and follow the Greal transports from outside engagement distance. HQ out#
#Copy that HQ, 203 leader moving to intercept path, 203 out.#

OOC: Just for a mention, the planes are already in Greal airspace, you would be intercepted if you enter my airspace.

"Or'Lanoc!" Brick screamed agrily
"Listen here. Either you stop now, or we'll fire on your escorts, and take your aircraft by force. I don't care about Hegemony protocols, because frankly, when Lord Sumguy hears what you're doing, he'll have your President's neck in his grasp. Turn the plane around NOW!"
The AM-4s began their attack runs, firing off their Maverick missiles at the SAM batteries before turning back to base to reload with weapons more suitable for the situation.
Brick tuned in to the Grealite radio frequency
"You see that? More is on the way. So turn around. One last chance"

Meanwhile on the ground, a company of the new CZ5A1 tanks were in the process of getting ready to take the airport by force unless the Grealites stopped furry traficing and gonocide within 24 hours...

~Official Communique~

I know what you're doing, Mr. Watson. Your illegal trafficing of furries, as well as mass murder are both against the Hegemony charter as well as a horrible betrayal against Cazelia. We have mobilized our forces in your country, numbering 1 million men. Either you land all aircraft with furries and hand them to the Imperial Democracy, as well as pay reperations to the dead, or we will throw you from power forcibly

Sincerley,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General

To: The Grand Federation Komissariat

From: The Confederate Office of the President


" I would be a liar if I didn't state my feelings of sorrow pertaining to your genocide. However, I feel obliged under our mutual defense treaty and guidelines to provide assistance to your nation.... That's something i'll be doing in several hours, seeing how everything goes." - President Reginald Deere

OOC: Just for a mention, the planes are already in Greal airspace, you would be intercepted if you enter my airspace.
OOC:I was talking about your ships.

After almost two days at a continuous steady pace of 30 miles per hour, the naval crews joined up, and began their final approach to the Cazelian coast. Unlike what most believed, the SAMs on the refilling/provisions boats and troop carrier could be used as offensive weapons, capable of hitting airborne targets 400 miles away..........

Rear Admiral Hipolito Rodriguez IV laughed, entering what would he would think to be a limited conflict with the Cazelian "Imperial Democracy". Aiming on the "enemy" fighters re-entering Cazelian airspace their assault on another supporter of the Grand World Order , he ordered the SAM's on the troop carriers and refilling/provision ships to be fired, sending up a first wave of 20 missiles into the air......

Shortly after, the gunboats speed forward with the troop carriers, seeing no immediate threat lurking under the seas. Opening up a second front that will recquire Cazelian troops to divert some forces from their mission on the other Grand World Order supporter. The gunboats begin to pound the shore with their 3-inch gunfire, sending out waves of dozens of shells upon key enemy shore town targets (food, sanitation, water, and energy facilities). This helps provide a distraction and a veil for the 4 brigades to advance under (2,740 troops). Under what remains a steady flow of small arms fire for a few minutes (enemy machine guns positions not being captured until a few minutes into the raid), 2,200 of these troops make it past the beach and into the coastal town. They go into the town, finishing up the destruction of public food, sanitation, water, and energy facilities. The town is placed under martial law, but not without the fear of a major counterattack by enemy forces.... Lacking any ground artillery, AA equipment, or machine guns to call their own (they are armed with Lee-Enfield bolt-action carbines), they would be an easy target for an enemy air or ground raid....

Seeing that the Cazelians have been ignorant to the approaching fleet and haven't provided any responce to the Confederacy, the fleet approaches closer to shore, getting within close enough range to let the MiG-21's on the carrier fly off into enemy airspace.... ready to drop the pair of 500 pound conventional, iron bombs on each one of them. Though a barely-safe option with the MiG-21's low-fule volume, the MiG's will aim to avoid any conflict with enemy aircraft that they would ultimately result in a dry tank of fuel. .... The aircraft begin their final approach, aiming to leash out bombs on another town on the Cazelian coast.....

With a great sense of a knot in it's stomach, the Confederacy still pushes forward. Civilian riots break out in the Capital city of New Charleston, and have difficulty being quelled by even 40,000 East Congaree military police troopers.

Seeing that the Cazelians have largely stayed quiet about the situation taking place on their coast, the Congaree governments figures that the Cazelians are too tied down in a major front to bother with the East Congaree combatants on their coast. As a result, the Congaree government gains a masochistic desire for a response, and thus diverts two of it's submarines from the carrier crew. While the gunboats return to the naval crew, having completed their mission of destroying a coastal town and securing a landing point for the brigades, the submarines head off in search of cargo and shipping vessels. The submarines eventually head within firing range of a Cazelian civilian cruise ship, and fire two of their torpedos onto it, bringing most civilians on the ship tumbling to their death. Looking to fire the last of what they have, a Cazelian cargo ship is spotted carrying a wide variety of produce and other foods, and is subsequently sunk to put a slight damper on the nation's food supply. Shortly after, the submarines flee the scene, fearing that a class of much more advanced weapondry will hunt down their antiquated, slow, and easily trackable selves. Death from aircraft or a surface vessel would not surprisie them.



Meanwhile, the Mig-21s assault a coastal town, and make it void of the food, sanitation, water, and energy facilities that once stood there. They head back for the carrier, but fear that they may be shot down by "long-range SAMs" that would act as an offensive device. The ones that make it back (if any do), will re-arm themselves with aphid missiles, being ready to defend the fleet from a wave of aircraft.

"Or'Lanoc!" Brick screamed agrily
"Listen here. Either you stop now, or we'll fire on your escorts, and take your aircraft by force. I don't care about Hegemony protocols, because frankly, when Lord Sumguy hears what you're doing, he'll have your President's neck in his grasp. Turn the plane around NOW!"
The AM-4s began their attack runs, firing off their Maverick missiles at the SAM batteries before turning back to base to reload with weapons more suitable for the situation.
Brick tuned in to the Grealite radio frequency
"You see that? More is on the way. So turn around. One last chance"

Meanwhile on the ground, a company of the new CZ5A1 tanks were in the process of getting ready to take the airport by force unless the Grealites stopped furry traficing and gonocide within 24 hours...

~Official Co
mmunique~

I know what you're doing, Mr. Watson. Your illegal trafficing of furries, as well as mass murder are both against the Hegemony charter as well as a horrible betrayal against Cazelia. We have mobilized our forces in your country, numbering 1 million men. Either you land all aircraft with furries and hand them to the Imperial Democracy, as well as pay reperations to the dead, or we will throw you from power forcibly

Sincerley,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General

SAM batteries

The Captain of the SAM unit was completely surprised by the attack, they wants a war, over some stupid animals?

"Return fire." said the captain, the maverick missiles had disabled 2 of the batteries.

Missile after missile was fired at the Cazelians.

----------------------------------------------

"They fired on our SAM batteries, oh well, prepare to land, now!"

The cargo planes went low to 3,000 feet above the city, and their fighter escorts followed, after getting their missiles ready. F-44 Interceptors were coming up to fight the Cazelians.

---------------------------------------

Official Response

First off, we have no furries on those planes, we have ammunition and soldiers on those planes, so what my generals have told me. You fired on one of our units, and killed probably dozens of people. We have no furries.

Unless you want to start a war over non-existent Furries, you better reconsider your decision.

Signed,

President Martin Watson

OOC:I was talking about your ships.

OOC: Are you using planes to track them?

After almost two days at a continuous steady pace of 30 miles per hour, the naval crews joined up, and began their final approach to the Cazelian coast. Unlike what most believed, the SAMs on the refilling/provisions boats and troop carrier could be used as offensive weapons, capable of hitting airborne targets 400 miles away..........

Rear Admiral Hipolito Rodriguez IV laughed, entering what would he would think to be a limited conflict with the Cazelian "Imperial Democracy". Aiming on the "enemy" fighters re-entering Cazelian airspace their assault on another supporter of the Grand World Order , he ordered the SAM's on the troop carriers and refilling/provision ships to be fired, sending up a first wave of 20 missiles into the air......

Shortly after, the gunboats speed forward with the troop carriers, seeing no immediate threat lurking under the seas. Opening up a second front that will recquire Cazelian troops to divert some forces from their mission on the other Grand World Order supporter. The gunboats begin to pound the shore with their 3-inch gunfire, sending out waves of dozens of shells upon key enemy shore town targets (food, sanitation, water, and energy facilities). This helps provide a distraction and a veil for the 4 brigades to advance under (2,740 troops). They go into the town, finishing up the destruction of public food, sanitation, water, and energy facilities. The town is placed under martial law, but not without the fear of a major counterattack by enemy forces.... Lacking any ground artillery, AA equipment, or machine guns to call their own (they are armed with Lee-Enfield bolt-action carbines), they would be an easy target for an enemy air or ground raid....

Seeing that the Cazelians have been ignorant to the approaching fleet and haven't provided any responce to the Confederacy, the fleet approaches closer to shore, getting within close enough range to let the MiG-21's on the carrier fly off into enemy airspace.... ready to drop the pair of 500 pound conventional, iron bombs on each one of them. Though a barely-safe option with the MiG-21's low-fule volume, the MiG's will aim to avoid any conflict with enemy aircraft that they would ultimately result in a dry tank of fuel. .... The aircraft begin their final approach, aiming to leash out bombs on another town on the Cazelian coast.....

With a great sense of a knot in it's stomach, the Confederacy still pushes forward. Civilian riots break out in the Capital city of New Charleston, and have difficulty being quelled by even 40,000 East Congaree military police troopers.

OOC: Okay. This is clear godmoding. Here's why-
1-I have a huge fleet positioned outside my country, including 2 Super drednoughts,
2-How did your aircraft even get close to my shores?
3-I have a 36 million man force, with half the civilians in my country owning some sort or firearm
4-I have a HUGE SAM network. Patriots, ground based CIWS, you name it.

OOC: Cazelia, respond to my post

OOC: Okay. This is clear godmoding. Here's why-
1-I have a huge fleet positioned outside my country, including 2 Super drednoughts,
2-How did your aircraft even get close to my shores?
3-I have a 36 million man force, with half the civilians in my country owning some sort or firearm
4-I have a HUGE SAM network. Patriots, ground based CIWS, you name it.


OOC: At the same time, your nation is about ten times larger than mine, and you can obviously wreck our infastructure in a few hours. If you can do that, why be concerned about a small amount of damage (for your nation's size) that your nation can counter attack easily? Obviously, a very large warhead could destroy naval installation I have outside of your country (Roughly half of my naval force, so you could really accomplish something there). I could have easily done the damage I did, but you can stop this raid in several hours if you want to. It's obvious that a medium-size coastal town could be taken out by an infantry force of almost 3,000, too.

In resposne to how I got my fleet outside your country- Well, do you have an idea of how easy it is to destroy 50 skiffs at once, a cruiser, and three troop carriers? Considering the fact that they're well armed, I would say that it would be fair of you to have gotten forty of my gunboats- the ten left are good enough to have completed the mission. You probably could have slammed all three troop carriers on their retreat, and the cruiser could have been toast, too. The reason the gunboats would probably live through it, despite being small and weaker- agility, speed, and numbers. Ideally, you would have probably gotten most of them, or 35-40 skiffs.

Sure, you could have shot down 15 of my MiG on their advance. Five would still have been enough to destroy the ability of those facilities for a week. I admit you would have probably gotten the rest of them on their retreat, and I left that as an open possibility.

Adressinng the rest of the naval crew sent to your nation (the carrier it's self, the subs, the cruiser that wasn't on the raid to the beach landing), they stayed 400 miles off the coast. The lone acceptions are the carrier and two of the submarines. The carrier advanced to a distance of 125 miles off the coast, barely enough range for the MiGs to make their mission. Can you get the carrier in your gunsights and blow it up now? Well, it could hold off a ship for several minutes, but you could shoot it into the seas.

Adressing the submarines, they would have probably stayed conealed long enough to have destroyed those ships.

As far as adressing how I outnumbered your fleet and air defenses in that region of the country- my forces were well-packed into an area of about 20,000 square miles, which would probabably outnumber your naval and naval aviation forces in that region of water. On land, I obviously outnumbered your forces at that small beachead and town area (probably five or six square miles of terrain that are under martial law of my forces) , but you could drive them out with a decent ground raid. If you attempt an air raid on them, you will wind up killing several thousand of your civilians, and at that, some of our forces will flee from the air raids.

Regardless, I could have easily done all above. Getting into that region of your waters with my massive naval force deployed there wasn't a problem. Getting that beachead wasn't a problem. Destroying that civilian ship and cargo ship weren't problems. However, keeping my forces there will be a problem, and i'm more than open to the reality that it would take a good fight for me to hold the ground there. I'm open to a challenge, and I won't just call victory mine- I'm far from there, actually.

SAM batteries

The Captain of the SAM unit was completely surprised by the attack, they wants a war, over some stupid animals?

"Return fire." said the captain, the maverick missiles had disabled 2 of the batteries.

Missile after missile was fired at the Cazelians.

----------------------------------------------

"They fired on our SAM batteries, oh well, prepare to land, now!"

The cargo planes went low to 3,000 feet above the city, and their fighter escorts followed, after getting their missiles ready. F-44 Interceptors were coming up to fight the Cazelians.

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Official Response

First off, we have no furries on those planes, we have ammunition and soldiers on those planes, so what my generals have told me. You fired on one of our units, and killed probably dozens of people. We have no furries.

Unless you want to start a war over non-existent Furries, you better reconsider your decision.

Signed,

President Martin Watson

OOC: @ East Congaree: I'm still willing to RP with you, I would just perfer if you edited your post to have your men hitting the beached under fire. No hard feelings

IC:

~Encrypted Official Communique~

Don't give me shit, Martin. I know for a fact that you have furries from satillite photos of Greal and the GWO. I am aware of their murder because my men patrol Greal every day. However, I have a deal for you. You continue the trafficing of furries with the Order, but do not kill them. We will take possession of the furries or you will treat them as you would treat one of your own. We are prepared to pay you 500 Billion Universal Standard dollars, and the Hegemony won't know a thing. It will seem as if nothing happened, and nothing ever will.
Do we have a deal Martin?

Sincerley,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General, 501st Marines

The new "furry" meme was soon to pass under the radar of the hardcore skeptics from Richard Dawkins Institute for Research of Memes in Third Spanish States, it seemed like that old thing from the early 20th century about the Martians invading Earth, but this time, it was getting to the point of ridiculousness beyond any previous absurd rumor or hoax about things like the Bigfoot or the Lake Ness Monster. Not only some people decided to record a mediocre quality B-movie about a "furry" dissection which seemed like those supposed movies about the dissection of a grey alien in Roswell, but now it reached far enough to the point of leading to a full-fledged war among nations which leaders sanity was questioned in the mind of the hardcore skeptic and cynic Aaron "Yiffinhell" Paul. The world was indeed getting increasingly insane, or people needed urgently of a decent class of genetics to understand why it's scientifically impossible the existence of those creatures. The least he could do, with his great regard for promoting rational, scientific thought in a world dominated by insanity, and sometimes even sheer idiocy, was to make a statement on all the events, focused on the announcement of GRIFFITH-II, but intended for all the "furry" viral meme consequences.

R D I R M
Richard Dawkins Institute for Research of Memes

Never a meme have been so dangerous: The "furries" myth

As usual, to the readers of the Dawkins Institute magazine, we will provide our admittedly biased, but truthful and scientifically founded view of certain absurdities and spreads of memes across the globe, but this time, more than a simple editorial line, this will also serve as an statement to the world around us, which sometimes looks really crazy. I, with the help of my partners, have been researching a quite recent viral meme originated from a very strong hoax which spread out through several different media, including of course, like always, the meme-friendly Internet. But this time it has become more serious than usual, and it should be treated as a serious example of what a meme can turn into rather than as yet another joke, like most of the memes we have researched before.

It is unfortunate to see how the combination of a lack of deeper understanding of the scientific principles of the genome and of biology itself coupled with the recent development of the lamest excuse ever to justify the hunting of political dissidents have led to a domino effect of catastrophic proportions. What began as a mere pretext to kill people who committed "sedition" ended into the largest and most spread-out hoax the world has ever seen since the hoax of the Martian invasion spreading panic across the United States in the last century. Although previous examples of trying to reduce the view of the public of human beings as animals through propaganda are historical, we have never seen before such a demonstration of willingness to stick to a lie to justify political and ethnic persecution against human ethnicities classified as "untermensch". We would rather not ponder on whoever had the sordid idea of forcing political prisoners to wear fursuits before their executions, and neither to ponder on what motivated such individual to suggest that. However this time the outcomes were not as harmless as were the outcomes of the "Mars invasion" hoax. The furry hoax has brought war and dissent in our world, perhaps serving as a catalyst for old political grievances rather than as a real cause, but nonetheless, it seems that if there was enough long-term planning on whoever had the idea to conceive the possibility of using it to incite war, this individual has done it correctly, and indeed as I write this editorial, soldiers are dying, killing and fighting for a sentient species which doesn't exist. Indeed, this makes the supposed Weapons of Mass Destruction used as pretext for the U.S. to attack Iraq a long time ago as a much more solid argument, but the central point of this editorial was properly kept in bold, and I'll try to explain why to the reader who had not the opportunity or will of getting a deeper understanding of genetics:

The fact is that genes are not blueprints, you can't, for example, insert "the genes for a cat's ear" into an human and get an human with cat ears, or insert "the genes for humanoid form" in an animal and get a "furry". There are no genes for ears or "humanoid form". What can be done with genes is chemistry, since DNA codes for chemicals. It could theoretically be possible to exist a genetically modified human with more hair than usual who doesn't have that genetic problem which makes humans grow more hair the natural and gave origin to the werewolf myth, or with better night vision from very few animal genes which control production of rhodopsin, but an animal with evident but limited human features or an human with evident animal but limited features? Only if you are an artist interested in drawing anthropozoomorphic beings. And on the genetically modified humans, all I have to say is that with our modern technology the chances of doing it right are as large as the chances of achieving world peace right at this moment.

Hopefully, some people will be able to get the meaning of this editorial over their thick heads and realize how a simple hoax can be the first step to disaster, thus stopping doing such actions, while also demonstrating to some people some of the reasoning why such events can't be completely truthful. Otherwise, I am afraid a future editorial might be about a war between the "Alliance for defense of Bigfoot" and "Anti-Bigfoot Alliance". There is not enough space in this editorial however, to point the finer details of science explaining the impossibility of such creatures, and it also relates on the evolution of species, and although this explanation is a synthesis of the principles behind it, considering mankind existence and how it is already hard for us to live peacefully among each other, by now these beings would already have been extincted by human hands. I thought about an essay on the subject, but personally if words can't enlighten those who are wasting wealth and lives futilely for this, it's doubtful a reasonable speech would do it.

- Aaron Paul, writer, geneticist and self-learned specialist on memes

The fact is that genes are not blueprints, you can't, for example, insert "the genes for a cat's ear" into an human and get an human with cat ears, or insert "the genes for humanoid form" in an animal and get a "furry". There are no genes for ears or "humanoid form". What can be done with genes is chemistry, since DNA codes for chemicals.- Aaron Paul, writer, geneticist and self-learned specialist on memes

The Lone Alliance concurs with the above statement... However...
Evolution and mutation are a different matter...

Let us go to our own animal past here...
*Homo Erectis.jpg* Note here in this one version of the primitive human sketch the different jaw from modern humans.
*Homo Sapian.jpg*
Now if the above Jawline was, for some reason or another became the perfered genetic link to pass on, would not modern man have that feature?

While this never happened, this is part of the theory of seperate evolution.
Something that The Lone Alliance scientists have been working on for several years.

Using several powerful supercomputers The Lone Alliance has devloped a complete, virtual 'world' where simluations of evolution, adaptation, can be tested.

In the following Computer simulation we put a test of one of the more common believed non-humans, the cat people, For the ancestor we used various large wild cats of many various breeds.

For this situation we must a massive grouping of these cats on an island noted for sheer cliffs that are impossible to grip on a 4 legged stance, and with holes large enough for prey to hide. The prey selection was that of a large variant of flying squirrels, as well as other high dwelling and hard shelled animals.

We ran the simulation for several generations. 80% of the group was unable to survive on the merger food sources. The remaining twenty however, manged to survive by bracing themselves on the rock wall well enough to hit prey when it entered the and exited the cave. The longer ones were better at it as well, causing a general increase in length. These were 'cloned' and we ran the simulation for another long period of time, for a variantion we also raised the temp of the simulation.

As expected, the thicker furred animals had more trouble surviving while the thinner furred ones reproduced, on top of this, a reoccuring pattern was that the ones with the ability to grasp things were more sucessful in their hunts. Over time this mutation would change their paw shape to allow the dew claw to take a thumb like purpose. At the same time these one began to stop favoring their back claws and began to take a more vertical stance.

At the same time however one thing remained constant, The large pointed ears for their effective hearing ability, and the tail which gave a good counter balance for 'standing'. While the muzzle, fur, intellegence rating still remains lower than sentient levels, posture, manuplation, hair loss, and a slight increase in intellegence(Grabbing things requires better thinking) has been noted.

While the situation above is highly unlikely possible in a normal world, but that is at least as far as we know of. The simulation is still ongoing and will not be finished for another two years. More funding would be nice. Plz thx.
-Ministry of Science

OOC: Please ignore whatever flaws you can point out, I'd like to see anyone post so much technobabble within a 15 minute time frame without making mistakes.

OOC: Are you using planes to track them?
Yeah, pretty much, The planes aren't close enough for either side to really fire on each other yet, (Both sides are at the limits of Radar range) but you would know that someone's tailing you. Who or what you might not know. And if I bother getting the jammer running you might have trouble even knowing that.

OOC: @ East Congaree: I'm still willing to RP with you, I would just perfer if you edited your post to have your men hitting the beached under fire. No hard feelings

IC:

~Encrypted Official Communique~

Don't give me shit, Martin. I know for a fact that you have furries from satillite photos of Greal and the GWO. I am aware of their murder because my men patrol Greal every day. However, I have a deal for you. You continue the trafficing of furries with the Order, but do not kill them. We will take possession of the furries or you will treat them as you would treat one of your own. We are prepared to pay you 500 Billion Universal Standard dollars, and the Hegemony won't know a thing. It will seem as if nothing happened, and nothing ever will.
Do we have a deal Martin?

Sincerley,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General, 501st Marines


OOC: Greal probably wouldn't expose the Furries to the satellite, at the very least you might have spotted one

Official Response

We bought those Furries for safe keeping in our nation. Greal has lots of tigers, and the Greal furries were hunted by tigers to extinction. We plan to raise a new colony in our nation.

Signed,
President Martin Watson

Unfortunately it was then exact opposite, the Greal military wanted them killed.

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