NationStates Jolt Archive

*a man,with short blonde hair,and gray eyes sat,beaten in a prison cell.he was just waking up from what had happened.his name was Jason Radner.and he was a rebel.he was 10 years old when Lord Lowery assumed control of the country,and turned it into an Orwellian nightmare.he joined up with a growing rebel movement when he was fifteen years old.and by age 20,he was there leader.he had been planning to kill Lowery for months.after finalizing the plan,he and his group broke into the royal palace.only to be met by a huge line of armed marines.Lowery had planted a mole into their ranks a few months before.before the rebels could raise there guns,they were all shot dead.all except for Jason.he was shot in the legs,which explained the bandages around his knees.as he looked around he caught the end of a televised speech by Lowery* "...and so,since he survived his failed attempt to kill me,Mr. Radner shall be hung in the city's central square at exactly 3:00 tomorrow.i intend to use him as a warning to the other rebels.if they try to disrupt order in my nation,they will meet the same fate as him and his friends.i expect to see all those who can come,attend.help me celebrate this scums death.thank you and have a pleasant evening"

New Russia, capital of Theoroshia

The Supreme Soviet sat in it's meeting room, discussing which female aide was the cutest.

A servant walked in and gave a note to the Director of Foreign Affairs. The man, slightly fat, raised up suddenly and banged his hand on the table. "Comrades, they're executing a man in some poor country. It's on Pay Per View!"

The Supreme Soviet, although slightly appalled, knew that that's how third world countries did business.

*Lowery sat in his office,taking puffs from an expensive cigar* "give me a rough estimate" *a scrawny man with a calculator started pushing buttons* "well your Lordship,if i counted right,this execution could bring in millions of television viewers.and since it's 50 Cody's to order,we could be looking at quite the pretty penny" *he smiled and took another puff* "excellent.this rebel bastard is going to make me even richer"

Head of State Artaxerxes Pavonis was clicking through the channels, not finding anything good to watch after "Who Wants To Be An Immigrant?" He turned to a news broadcast of the attempted assassination of Lord Lowery. The only survivor was to be executed this afternoon.
"Oh, this might be good!" he exclaimed.
He continued through the channels, only to find a re-run of last weeks "Who Wants To Be An Immigrant?"

*Lowery,his head of state Johnathan Krauser,and the scrawny P.R. man all sat in his office,thinking of something to boost the ratings of the execution even higher.Krauser finally chimed in* "I've got it my Lord.what if YOU pull the lever on the gallows.the nations leader executing a dangerous criminal,We'll be getting viewers from all over the world!" *he laughed and slapped Krauser on the back* "your a genius Johnathan.this will make me money,and shoot my approval ratings through the roof.this calls for a party.you skinny guy,get some cute girls in here.I'm gonna celebrate like it was 10 years ago!"

*Radner was led through the city square in an orange prison jumpsuit.as he walked,he was pelted by objects from Lowery's loyal citizens.an irate man even walked up and kicked him in the gut.the guards did nothing to stop him.finally he arrived at the gallows.shoving him up the stairs,the rope was placed around his neck.with all the excitement in the air,everyone failed to notice 1 thing.Lord Lowery wasn't there.he was currently passed out in his office from a night of celebration.he woke up,holding his head in pain* "god damn.i think i had to much to drink.wait what time is it?" *he looked around and finally found his watch*"oh shit"

"What the hell?" asked President Christopher flipping a pen between his fingers.

"They're executing a freedom fighter," replied the messenger standing erect. His bright blue cap shaded his eyes.

"Damn barbarians... I've had enough of this! I want peace in this damn country! Send some goddamn peacekeepers and a special forces team! I want that sonofabitch safe and sound in my office at 1800 hours!" Chris jumped up and began pacing back and forth.

"YESSIR!" screamed the messenger before leaving.

The Government of Salzland feels that it must denounce this blatant miscarriage of justice, and specifically condemns the Government of Ameriganastan for sponsoring this clear human rights violation.

We demand that Jason Radner be released from custody immediately and turned over to Salzland authorities, who are instructed to grant him asylum in our nation. The consequences of refusal will be... dire

Approximately four hours ago in a nondescript location in the country of Ursava it had been decided that the government of Ameriganastan was far too barbaric and corrupt in how they were handling the forces that had gone against their government.

Thus, a Virginia class submarine let out a large torrent of bubbles and along with it six of Ursavia's best Special Forces and a deflated Zodiac raft with the bullet-stopping, inflatable plates attached. They quickly swam to the survace and the man carrying the raft pulled a chord causing it to inflate almost instantaniously. The six men piled in and started the engine, the coast of Ameriganastan barely within view as they went. Even if they didn't arrive in tim to save the rebel leader they would still help the other remaining pockets by training them on how to fight more effectively.

Message from Ambassador Ernest Cheark to Ursava:
I hav heard you have started operations in Ameriganastan....I ask permission to help with my group of men here

Without waiting for an answer Ernesto Cheark and his force of 50 Elite soilders boarded a TSS landing craft, grabed their AK-47's and headed towards Ameriganastan

*Lowery and Krauser both rode in a bulletproof limo to the execution.both were wearing a pair of hangover sunglasses and angry looks on their faces*"I'm afraid thats the word sir.with all the publicity,several nations are preparing military responses if Radner is executed.we may may be strong,but our military is nowhere near powerful enough to handle a combined front from 3 or more nations.what shall we do?" *Lowery rubbed his head sighed* "to hell with them.Ameriganastan is a W.A. nation.if these fools try and attack us for executing a known criminal,we can always get some backup from the assembly.ah,looks like we've arrived" *the second Lowery stepped out of the limo,the cheering ceased,and every citizen held there fist over there hearts.the nations traditional salute.stepping onto the gallows,he spit in Radner's face*"my proud citizens,thank you for attending the execution of this criminal scum.it seems some nations disagree with his execution,but i say,keep your opinions to yourselves"*this was followed by loud cheering* "rebel Jason Radner,do you have any last words?"*he looked at the crowd and smirked* "just one:freedom"*Lowery smacked him and walked over to the lever*"help me count my proud citizens,3,2,1...

A flock of helicopters flooded the skies. 5 CH-47 Chinook helicopters were packed to the brim with elite Ascelonian Special Forces. The 10 AH-64 Apache helicopters escorted them. They were hungry for targets.

Off the shores of Ameriganastan, a large supercarrier stood. The USS Ascelonia held 47 F-22 Raptors, 30 Sukhoi Su-37s, and 23 Sukhoi Su-47 Berkuts. Four of the F-22 Raptors took off. They would be doing a reconnaissance mission.

Message To Ursava

We have sighted one of your submarines off the shore of Ameriganastan. The mission is lost. We do hope that you will help us in a retaliatory strike against the government of Ameriganastan in cooperation with the rebels there.

"What the... What do you mean he's dead?" asked the President in complete shock. The pen had slipped out of his fingers.

"Well... never mind that... Launch a full-scale invasion and install the rebel government when it is over," said Christopher while picking up the dropped pen. He scribbled out the order and stamped it with the Ascelonian Seal.

*Lowery pulled the switch...but nothing happened*"wait,what the hell? h-hang on,i think this thing is stuck"*he pulled as hard as he could,making himself look rather foolish in front of his crowd*"i..umm....c-clearly some rebel scum has tampered with the switch,hehe"*a brawny looking bodyguard walked over and whispered something in his ear* "other way,what do you...oh.right"*he brushed his hair back and gripped the switch again*"lets try this again,3,2,1...

*it sadly went off without a hitch.Radner fell through the trap door,and his neck snapped* "damn.i wanted him to suffer.oh well.my great countrymen,thank you for joining me in this great moment in our nations history.i do hope...*Krauser scurried up the steps and whispered in his ear*"military forces?! they were serious?!.get me out of here!"*dropping his brave face,Lowery and Krasuer scurried back to the limo,speeding a hasty retreat to the royal palace*

"This is Warlord... reporting a few bunkers and SAM sites, but they can't touch as at this speed and height. Over."

"Roger that. We want you to standby. More fighters are on their way... Over."

"Wilco. We'll standby. Over."

"what do you mean the assembly isn't sending backup?!"*Lowery smashed a fist sized hole in his desk* "I'm sorry sir.but they ignored our request for assistance in the matter.i suggest we prepare out military for a full defensive" *Lowery pulled a pistol out of his desk and aimed at Krauser* "your suggestions have so far,made me look like a fool in front of my most loyal citizens,possibly started a war with other nations,and worst of all,lost me millions by putting it on PAY-PER-VIEW"*he fired a single bullet into Krauser's head* "your fired Johnathan" *he got in contact with his military forces* "close the wall around the city.make sure we have forces stationed in and outside the wall.prepare the air force for a full defensive.contact our navy fleet.i want the oceans monitored for any foreign movement.if you see it,sink it"*he pulled a bottle of whiskey out of his desk and sighed*"what have i done?"

Another F-22 appeared with a fleet of fighters at it's back.

"WOO-HOO!!!! This is Redneck... Warlord, you are relieved of your standby status... it's time to make some fireworks!"

"Copy that. Permission to strike confirmed."

The helicopters sighted a single fighter flying above them. Following it, was a tank column.

"Okay... we'll need to pull out of the fighting. The army's involved... we can't risk you guys getting killed. It costs millions to train special forces," the helicopter pilot sighed.

*as Lowery sat drinking in his office,a small group of people made their way to a large Golden statue of him.they all wore black uniforms,with Lowery's face on them,painted over with an X.making sure no one was looking,they planted several odd looking object near its base.walking off quietly,the objects exploded 5 minutes later,sending his statue toppling to the ground* "i hope the others saw that"*and indeed they did,from their windows,to their television sets.they all walked to their closets and adorned the same uniform.pulling whatever weapons they had out of the closet,they marched into the streets.at there head was man who looked very similar to Radner*"this is Marcus Radner.the time is now.bring that bastard to his knees!" *they charged through the streets.the city forces were caught off guard,and fought hopelessly to hold them back* "rebels forces? what is this nonsense,center the city soldiers around the palace.make sure no one gets through!"

An aircraft... not quite anything... perhaps it was experimental... dived into the SAM and AA fire. The bullets swept inches away from penetrating the hull of the aircraft. The warbird soon flew a few feet from the ground. The bullets kept missing and the missiles were not effective at such low ground.

Cannon fire bursted and ripped apart the forests. The aircraft soon dove straight into the skies. The chariot soon came into contact with the Palace...

*Lowery was currently making his desperate escape plan.driving in a civilian car,he made his way to the airport.the palace was a lost cause.the rebels had broken through the gate without fight.his own soldiers had joined them in bringing the palace down.he finally arrived,making his way to his private jet*"get me out of here.i don't care where,just go,now!" *the jet started taxiing,and soon reached take off speed*"they won't shoot down a civilian aircraft.I'll escape and they'll never even know"

Official Communique from the Office of the President

To: The Government of Ameriganastan

Carbon Copied To: Allied Nations

Subject: Blockade, Deployment of Salzland Defense Forces

To Whom it May Concern,

As the Government of Salzland has received independent confirmation of the death of Jason Radner, in spite of widespread international condemnation, we are forced to immediately institute a full air and naval blockade of Ameriganastan, with the intention of halting the flow of foreign trade to or from Ameriganastan including, but not limited to, armaments, munitions and all other imports and exports. Only food, water and humanitarian supplies are exempted from this blockade.

Forces to be deployed include, but are not limited to:

Naval Detachment

Nimitz-Class Aircraft Carriers: 5 (SDFS Defiant, Liberty, Victorious, Valiant and Resolute)
Carrier Air Groups: 5 (one per carrier, see Wikipedia for composition (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carrier_air_wing))
Ticonderoga-Class Cruisers: 20 (4 per battle group)
Arleigh Burke-Class Destroyers: 30 (6 per group)
Oliver Hazard Perry-Class Frigates: 50 (10 per group)
USS Virginia-Class SSN: 20 (4 per group)
Supply-Class T-AOE Combat Logistics vessels: 25 (5 per group)

Air Detachment

6 F-22 Air Superiority Wings (72 fighters/wing)
5 F-15C Air Superiority Wings (72 fighters/wing)
3 F-15E Ground Attack Wings (72 fighters/wing)
1 A-10 Thunderbolt II Ground Attack Wing (72 aircraft/wing)
1 Squadron of B-2 Spirits (16 bombers/squadron)
1 Squadron of B-1 Lancers (16 bombers/squadron)
1 Squadron of B-52 Bombers (16 bombers/squadron)
1 Wing of KC-135 Tankers (60 aircraft/wing)

Various C-130 and C-17 transport aircraft

Any Ameriganastan forces which approach within 300 miles of SDF Naval units or 100 miles of SDF Air units will be treated as hostile and given one warning to disengage and proceed away from SDF forces. If this warning is not followed those aforementioned Ameriganastan forces will be engaged.

Where this incident proceeds from here rests solely upon you.

Sincerely,

William Phillips
President of Salzland

*the message from salazand got through loud and clear.and the military had lost its will to fight for a leader who would abandon them so quickly and finally they issued a response* "this is secretary of defense,Lawrence Clemens.our forces our pulling back.Lowery had turned tail and ran.we are done fighting for him" *the pilot of his aircraft started circling around the airport* "hello? do you read? this is Lowery's pilot.i have him here on his private jet.if you could show me somewhere to land,I'll turn him over to any foreign forces"

To: All Forces Opposing Ameriganastan.
From: Ursavian Ministrey of War.

I believe that a joint-effort will be the best in this situation. My navy and airforce are some of the best for a nation of my size, including Virginia class submarines and Gerald R. Ford class aircraft carrier. As such my carriers in the area will gladly act as points for landing of all three of our nations' aircraft for rearmament and refueling. Besides that I have dispatched a team of White Shield special forces to train other pockets of resistance in more effective ways if this turns out to be a ruse.

To: Secretary of Defense Clemens
From: Office of the Minister of Foreign Relations, Salzland

Sir,

Having just received your message, we are glad to hear that your nation has taken steps to avoid a conflict in the coming days. Once international observors have arrived in your nation to confirm that a transfer of power has occurred, we will immediately stand down our blockade and recall our forces. We hope that this incident will become the basis for a new era of friendship and understanding between our nations.

Signed,

J. Marcus Davis
Salzland Minister for Foreign Relations

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Flash Communication To: Lord Lowery's Pilot

From: Salzland Defense Command

Sir,

As we speak, two SDF F-22 Raptors are being dispatched to escort you to a friendly air base, where elements of the SDF Marines are standing by to detain Mr. Lowery, until such time as the international community reaches a consensus on what to do with him.

Thank you for your assistance,

Major General Hank Carlson
Watch Officer, SDC

To: Ursavian Ministry of War
From: Salzland Defense Command

Sir,

We heartily accept your offer to co-ordinate our efforts, and extend the same offer of support to you. Should you require any of our tanker or resupply capabilities, they are yours to ask for.

As the White Shield special forces soldier hauled themselves up the beach they recieved a communication. It was short, sweet, to the point...and a little dissapointing.

"The war's over already?" One of the six men asked in disbelief as he packed up the Zodiac.

"We've been ordered to continue with our mission of training the 'rebels' in case this is a ruse though." The squad leader said.

"That's good to know." A third said.

Then the team continued to move in-land.


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To: Salzland Defence Command.
From: Ursavian Ministrey of War.

If the plane carrying Lowery needs a refueling it can gladly stop at any of the aircraft carriers flying my flag in the waters. If you agree, I'll gladly upload the coordinates of all the ones halfway between their current location and the closest airport. We are glad this could come to such a quick resolution and hope that we must never deploy against this country ever again.

To: Ursavian Ministry of War
From: Salzland Defense Command

Sirs,

Should the plane carrying the former Lord Lowery, or any of our escorts, require refuelling en-route we would graciously accept your offer to provide refueling and support services. This act of unrivaled generosity on behalf of your nation reflects well on Ursava and its people, and we are honored to have served alongside you, even for a short time.

Of course, we are glad that this incident appears to have reached a speedy and non-violent solution, and share your hopes that our relationships with Ameriganastan remain peaceful from today on.

Should you accept, we would be more than willing to re-imburse your nation for any expenses incurred in supporting SDF forces during on-going operations in and around Ameriganastan.

To: Salzland Defense Command.
From: Ursavian Ministry of War.

We would gladly accept re-imbursment as we plan to help rebuild this country's economy and help repair any damage made by their previous leader. We also are glad to have served along side you even if for no more than a day and inform you that if you ever need support; military or otherwise, simply contact the Ursavian government and we will respond as quickly as we can. May our relations with both each other and Ameriganastan be peaceful from today on.

To: Ursavian Ministry of War
From: Salzland Defense Command

Sirs,

We fully intend to aid in reconstruction efforts, and look forward to joining in this operation alongside you as well.

*the now former Lord Lowery was in a blind rage* "this isn't possible.10 years it took me to bring the dirtball nation under my control,and my entire regime is destroyed in 2 days?! god damned rebels! i killed my own father to get the Grand Leader position!" *the pilot smirked and flicked a button* "is that right? well you'd be happy to know I've got that on the flight recorder.your going to prison for the rest of your life.your no leader.your a greedy bastard"*he flipped his radio on* "hello? I'm running low on fuel here.i need to land"

"This is the UNV Sickle, we have an empty deck for you." The carrier's radio-man said "We're uploading our coordinates for you now." He added.

The flight crew ran left and right on the deck of the Sickle. Plenty of planes were underneath but they could easily make room for Lowery and his 'friendly' escort of Salzland fighter jets. A team of eight Ursavian 'White Shield' special forces soldiers were on the deck to personally 'escort' Lowery out of the craft and keep him under watch for everybody to see him while the plane was refueled and restocked. They were carrying fully loaded Steyrs and had listened to the broadcast of the the former Ameriganistanian leader and his admiitance.

"Joker 1, come right to heading 040 Degrees and increase altitude to 15,000 feet, over," came the call from an SDF E-3 AWACS, as it carefully orchestrated the aerial extraction of the former Lord Lowery. At this stage the current pair of escorting F-22 Raptors would take an overwatch position as Lowery's jet landed and re-fuelled. While that occurred a team of Ursavian special forces would move onto the plane and restrain Lowery, in the off chance he tried to escape. How he'd do that in a jet ten thousand feet up was unclear, but not a chance anyone was willing to take.

"Roger that, Sky Eye. Coming right to 040, at 15,000. Package is making its descent. Will make touchdown on the UNV Sickle momentarily, over."

The most difficult stage of the extraction was nearly at an end.

"Rodger that Sky Eye, the runway is clear for a landing."

The Ursavian flight crew ran back and forth. The runway was completely cleared for landing and the Ursavian soldiers were waiting for the plane to finally land. The refueling hose was being brought out and members of the flight crew were prepared to check the tires for any damage due to the fact that the plane was most likely not designed to land on a carrier.

OOC: Not really sure where to go from here. At this point, unless Ameriganastan wants to have Lord Lowery escape somehow and start a civil war, this RP's really pretty much over.

OOC: How about I make this interesting? I'll start another thread if you guys are interested.

I'm game

OOC: I'm for it.

OOC: Or Lowry can land in Greston and we hold him hostage? Anything would be fine.

I don't know if it'd be holding him hostage, per se, since one of the last posts from Ameriganastan made it fairly clear that the people of his nation were about ready to lynch the guy.

But it's certainly a viable option

OOC:I'm totally out of ideas really.i don't know if I'll continue this whole thing.i might start a trial thread.you know,toss him in a courtroom to face up to his crimes

OOC:i might just forget this whole topic.i kinda like being an evil country guy