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on Sept 6, 2015 17:08:08 GMT
High Command Building, City of Foley04:11 Local Time, September 7The atmosphere in the High Command Building in the MEF capital, City of Foley was hectic as usual. Interns and analysts were hurrying about carrying stacks of papers and other documents. One could hear the ringing of at least a dozen phones at any given time. However there was one room in the building that was dead silent. The War Room, 500 feet directly underneath the High Command Building. In the War Room was a long table, which sat 21 people. 10 Generals, strategists, and advisers sat on either side, and His Supremacy, the Supreme Dictator Ethan Foley V sat on the end. The walls were plastered with screens showing maps, battle plans, and other important information. "General Patrick, do you have the Executive Order for me to sign?" Ethan Foley V asked. "Yes, Your Supremacy. Here it is, Your Supremacy." General Patrick handed over the document. Ethan Foley V took the document. It was titled, "Operation Superpower". Below the title were detailed plans outlining the plan to attack over half the nations in Kennan. The Supreme Dictator took a golden pen out of his pocket and penned his signature on the document. He looked up to his staff and said, "Gentlemen, we are once again at war. Let's get to work." And with that, the room began to look like any other room in the High Command Building: hectic, loud, and phones ringing in any given direction. Ocean, 10-100 Miles South of Aldovnia12:24 Local Time, September 7150 Landing Crafts carrying 200 soldiers each speedily made their way to the shores of eastern Aldovnia. In a few hours, 30,000 Ethanian Soldiers would make landfall. In the meantime, 5 Fighter Squadrons composed of 12 bombers each flew over the shores of Aldovnia, dropping hundreds of bombs over Aldovnian cities and towns. 7 cruisers, 3 nuclear submarines, and 10 destroyers patrolled 100 miles off the coast of Aldovnia allowing for safe passage of the 30,000 soldiers in landing crafts. 10 battleships stayed 10 miles off shore and fired their guns onto the coastal villages. Altitude: 500,000 feet, 2000 miles due East of Spaztislavia12:33 Local Time, September 72 intercontinental ballistic missiles (ICBM) made their way towards the Spaztislavian capital carrying the equivalent ordinance to obliterate a small town. Another 1 ICBM broke off from the other 2 and made its way towards the Saphluan capital. In just 30 minutes, Spaztislavia would be the first victim of a world war, followed by Saphlua and then finally Aldovnia. High Command Building, City of Foley12:34 Local Time, September 7"Your Supremacy, you are live in three... two... one..." a man said behind a camera. In front of the camera was the Supreme Dictator Ethan Foley V. Ethanian and Vinconian flags were draped behind him. He was in full military uniform and stood behind a podium. He spoke:
"Good afternoon, nations of Spaztislavia, Saphlua, and Aldovnia. You are under attack by the Great Empire of the Military of Ethan Foley. This is a courtesy call. In 30 minutes... actually 25 minutes now, the Spaztislavian capital will be hit by two intercontinental ballistic missiles. Soon after, the Saphluan capital will be hit. Aldovnia will be spared this gruesome attack, and will instead be met with tens of thousands of Ethanian soldiers on your territory. Good luck, my friends." The video feed cut. War was upon the region of Kennan.
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on Sept 7, 2015 18:35:44 GMT
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Thadone's Personal Study, 902 Thi'en Run, Saphluan Council Estate, Tathē 12:38 AM, September 7th
"Thadone-re!"
The Advisor for Military Strategy hurries into the small study, the door swinging back and slamming into the wall with enough force to leave a small indentation in it. Thadone looks up from a well-used book: the Saphluan Story of Worlds.
"What is it?"
"All members of the Council must evacuate the city immediately. There is going to be a nuclear strike on the capitol."
Thadone looks understandably alarmed.
"And what of the people in Tathē?"
"There isn't much we can do. We've alerted them to the threat and called for an evacuation. Now, come, we must hurry."
Thadone nods sadly and follows the general out of the room.
EchoAir 31, route to Echo Island 12:54 AM, September 7th
"Why do we have to fly commercially?" Phalos turns to Thadone, her father.
"You know very well why! Flying in an presidential-type plane, any number of attacks could be launched on that plane at any moment, simply because it is so obviously important. So we use commercial flights, and a different one every time, to avoid that problem. Of course, the flights are randomly reserved so we can board at a moment's notice with no expense."
Phalos nods and looks out the window. "What is going to happen to all the people of Tathē?"
Thadone sighs and looks down at his hands. "We can't do anything. There wasn't enough time to prepare. But I do know what we are going to do now. It's a small hope to reach for, but it's there."
He takes out a small cell phone and texts a secure number:
GC EMERGENCY OVERRIDE, PROTOCOL 47-A, 53-B
Moments later, the reply comes:
APPROVED.
The plane gathers speed, separates from the runway, and turns towards Echo Island. At the same time, three other planes, with only a pilot, take off from other locations in the capitol and head towards Seval, Core'a, and Lúme. Not even twenty minutes later, a fireball bursts into existence in the middle of Tathē and spreads outwards, decimating everything in its path.
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-The Story of Worlds is part of a collection of ancient manuscripts that describe the current-day Saphluan religion. It includes the Tale of Creation and the story of the first people of Earth.
-If you look on the map of the Kennan region, Echo Island is the only visible island, to the west of Saphlua. The Saphluan capitol lies just east of the mountain range on the western edge of Saphlua.
-Seval is located on the north-eastern coast of Saphlua, Core'a is east and slightly south of Tathē, and Lúme is on the southern border of Saphlua.
-All character dialogue and messages are translated from the Saphluan language. If a character listening does not understand Saphluan, please make it seem so.
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on Sept 7, 2015 19:05:47 GMT
Ministry of Defence Complex, Government District, Madegrad, Great Carlistan
The government district of Madegrad was in uproar.
"Mylord, you must come down immediately!" panted a young officer, barging into Vladimir Grenkontrevic's office.
"What is it?" He snapped, almost knowingly; no one would dare intrude on him in such manner if the world was not breaking apart.
"It's Ethan Foley, mylord, he has declared war on Spaztislavia, Saphlua, and Aldovnia!"
As Grenkontrevic stepped into the war room, he felt his title lift him up from the crowd. He was Imperial Minister of External Security and Defence, this was his arena, this was his world. "Attention!" he shouted, the Imperial Officers below him immediately standing still, clicking their heels in the Imperial salute, "We will initiate all protocols for the case of a conflict near our borders. The Empire is in a State of Imminent War. The Emperor protects, long live the Emperor!" With these words, he was now the most important minister in the Empire.
Madegrad Breaking News: Emergency Transmission
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we ask for your undivided attention. Due to the recent outbreak of war in the region, we are now in the state of imminent war and are preparing for the worst. Please be advised that an interdiction zone is now being enforced around Carlistan and entering our territories will be considered an act of agression, to be avenged in the fury of our glorious Emperor. But do not be alarmed, steps are being taken to ensure the civilian population's safety even if war should come to the Empire."
Ministry of Defence Complex, Government District, Madegrad, Great Carlistan
"Ah very nicely handled. Commendable."
"Thank you mylord, service is its own reward."
"Now how are my forces faring?" Lord Grenkontrevic asked, eyeing the Sergeant in front of him.
"Well, mylord. The armed forces have already landen almost 100,000 combat personnell in mainland Skuyaburg, whose air and ground defenses are powering up as we speak. The Imperial Navy has assigned the carriers HMS Korralle and HMS Wolkenkratzer to the Petja-Carbov-Chanel with His Royal Majesty his supreme Emperor's flagship HMS Karol I to ensure safe travel between our territories."
Grenkontrovic nodded "Good. Now I shall leave you. I must talk to the Minister of the Interior, we are bound to be facing a flood of refugees, after all, is there even a Caledonian country not at war with Foley?"
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Spaztislavian Centre of Operations, Old Sroska, central Spaztislavia13:21 Local time, September 7'There are strange signals on the radar, Sir' said a private to his commander. 'Two unidentified airships are coming from the East, should we stablish contact?' Commander Thadeusz, a rather short man, with a magnificent moustache and a recently clean-shaven blonde beard, ordered the immediate establishment of communication with the foreign airships, and approached the console. It was used to communicate with lost airships since time immemorial, but it was usually turned on in hurricane season. This was the first time the machine was turned on in around a month, and the screens started making an static noise. Time had indeed taken it's toll on the communicator, but it still worked, although barely. - 'This is the SCO, Commander Thadeusz speaking. You are about to trespass the Spaztislavian territorial waters border without permission, could you identify yourself?' Nothing answered. Another private started tweaking with radio frequencies, while the Commander repeated his message a couple of times. Approximately 4 minutes had passed, an the radar still showed the same objects flying west, with no answer. Thadeusz then decided to call the air force, to send 3 planes from the base in Askska, South-East Spaztislavia, to intercept the objects, assess the situation and escort them back where they came from. Askska Airbase #06, 1 mile outside of Askska, Province of the East coast.13:27 Central Spaztislavian time, Sept. 7- 'Sir, incoming call from Commander Thadeusz of the SCO' said a private. - 'What's the matter Commander?' said Lt. Wolneusz, one of the few women enlisted in the army, and the woman in charge of the airbase. - 'Hello Lieutenant, as you probably have found in your base's radar, 2 unidentified ships are coming in this direction. We require you to send 3 ships in order to stablish direct communication, as we have found it impossible here at the SCO. It is an order'. Said Thadeusz -'Understood'.
And the 3 planes started staging fuel, and ammo in case of unexpected situations. Spaztislavian planes were bought after the last war in Kennan, and were thus a little outdated compared with the top notch military powers of Kennan, but the power of total neutrality deemed that was enough. No aerial conflict between nations had happened for more than 10 years in the Spaztislavian airspace, and only minor engagement with drug dealer planes was to be had. Military planes, outdated or not, could overpower their flimsy air-crafts.
And finally, the pilots boarded their planes and took off.
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7th September, 11:10 pm IST
Ministry of Defence Complex, Government District, Madegrad, Great Carlistan
The two Imperial Watchers let their eyes wander over the tactical display on the central table, eyes wide at the Spaztislavians' quick reaction. "Not bad for the pacifists they are" muttered one.
"Status report!" bellowed a voice behind them and they whirled around clicking their heels.
"Mylords," he greeted, recognising the Ministers of Defence and Internal Affairs. "We picked up the signals of multiple naval forces in Spaztislavian territorial waters, which sent three planes to intercept. We have not picked up any military response from Saphlua."
"I see what you mean", Lord Mikhail Karacjev, Minister of Internal Affairs, said as he turned to Grenkontrevic, "if this is an act of aggression, the Spaztislavian forces do not stand a chance. Is there nothing we an do?"
"No." The other replied bluntly, "Ethan Foley has one of the largest nuclear arsenal in Kennan, we cannot guarantee a 100% success rate if having to shoot down their incoming missiles and we cannot risk these weapons of mass destruction on Imperial soil. We have assessed a loss of life of about 14 million if Madegrad is hit, even with our defensive emplacements and air raid drills. "
"But can we send humanitarian aid in the case of an escalation?"
"Possibly, but when Soviet New Ireland was bombed last year, aid workers were slaughtered and the Hackleberry Islands attacked by Foley out of revenge and pure bloodlust. In my opinion, the risk in Carlistinian lives is too great."
"Are you telling me, that we are to stand by and watch a neutral, defenseless nation being destroyed by a socialist dictator with a god complex?" Karacjev was shouting now, visibly angered by the situation though, as Grenkontrevic mused, probably most by his inability to change the situation, "Are you people telling me that the might of the Imperial Defence Army is incapable of defending us against a few nuclear missiles? Against some backwater dictatorship?"
"Enough." the Minister of Defence interrupted, visibly annoyed himself by now: "Ethan Foley reigns over a great many overseas territories and we simply do not have the capabilities at this time to block of the entire damned continent of Caledonia and defend the Empire at the same time and as long as i am in charge of defending our nation, our people will be prioritised over some alien pacifists anyday."
"You are right ofcourse, I'm sorry, but I cannot bear it. Why are we so helpless?" Karacjev shook his head, letting himself fall into a chair infront of a command console "I will ask you one question Minister; if we are attacked, can we hold out?"
"As long as Skuyaburg stands, Great Carlistan is safe. Skuyaburg will not fall" Grenkontrevic built himself up to his full height, looking grimly at the tactical display, showing the Spaztislavian planes approaching the ships, coming closer and closer.
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on Sept 7, 2015 23:07:31 GMT
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Military Operations Core, Echo Island 12:35 SST
200 feet beneath the surface of Echo Island, a high-security government base of operations runs quickly and smoothly. There is little noise - even in the most desperate of situations, everyone is taught to remain calm, quiet, and focused. Points of light appear on a series of monitors: three military personnel watch them intently, their faces flickering between dismay and delight as the currently simulated scenario oscillates according to a series of atmospherically generated random seeds, and the results are printed onto a side-panel. Another screen shows real-time events.
OEL: 53% SCENARIO 1592
... > SUCCESS. 11.34% > FAILURE. 6.52% > UNCERTAIN. 8.47% > FAILURE. 7.85% > SUCCESS. 10.56% > SUCCESS. 9.41% > FAILURE. 3.16%
"What's the over-estimation level?" A relatively young general stands behind them, speaking quietly. The three men jump and turn around, saluting. "53% above according to force comparison, sir." "And the success rate?" "38 percent. About 10% of the population survive. Has the 53-B protocol come through?" "Yes, it was issued and approved about half an hour ago."
Another man enters through a door, holding a clipboard. He walks up to the general and salutes, waiting patiently. The general turns to him. "What's the progress on the EMAC?"* "The alloy bends slightly from the force, but with a bit of adjustment to the energy output, it's stable. Projectile speed is about Mach 3." "What about the R-ADAPTIV cloaks?" "Working fine. We're installing them on an array of subsonic bombers." "And the training program?" "It appears to be working properly, but it may have some side-effects."
The general eyes him closely. "What might those side-effects be?" he asks carefully. "The negative ones: Brain damage. Cancer. Schizophrenia. Paranoia. Hyper-adrenaline disorder. About a 11% chance, but it may have later side-effects - future ones, that is. The positive ones: Elevated IQ. Removes attention deficit disorders. Might fix mental health problems." "How many will receive this training program?" "500. The cooling systems on the processors weren't adequate for anything more than that."
The general takes the clipboard and signs it without a moment's hesitation. Hesitating, the man asks, "And what about the retaliation protocol, sir?" "It's already been approved. Troops moving to the borders for defense, and - and how long will it take to install that R-ADAPTIV cloak?" "A day or two." "Launch 12 of the bombers that aren't having that installed. And put two EMACs on them, too." "But that's extremely dangerous, sir! The craft could stall in midair!" "I'll be damned if I care. Send them towards Spatztislavia and request approval for border crossing. They may need some assistance. Oh, and make sure the flight patterns avoid Aldovnia. We don't know what their position on this nation is yet." "Why would we send them to Spatztislavia, sir? They are taking a position of neutrality." "You very well know, like any other man, that we cannot resist Ethan Foley's massive empire alone. 320,000 against 4 million? Laughable. Assist other nations - they may return the favor. And they may not be entirely neutral after today's events. We will need an alliance in order to survive."
The general walks out another door, and the man stands there looking stunned. One of the console operators spins his chair around and asks, "Is that virtual reality program really that dangerous?" "Oh, yes. Being stuck in your own head for a month or a year can drive you mad. We're thinking about adjusting the time-frame and ratio." Shaking his head, the man falls silent and walks back towards the way he came in. The door closes quietly behind him, and the three operators are left there, staring at the screen again and adjusting the scenario closer and closer to what it is really like...
Soon, Operation Electron will begin.
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*EMAC stands for Electro-Magnetic Assault Cannon. It is also known as the modern-day prototype railgun, which can fire at speeds of up to Mach 7 and with an incredible amount of force - unfortunately, it requires a great deal of energy. Massive capacitors will have to be installed on the aircraft to provide the power for a single projectile (which have slowly been developed as a series of high energy capacity carbon based nano-structures in Saphluan laboratories, but are still well behind the required storage capacity - regular capacitors will have to do for now), and then the craft is in danger of going backwards from the force of the projectile firing. **R-ADAPTIV is a cloaking technology that reflects radar and heat sensing technology. It's based off of stealth bombers and the ADAPTIV heat-cloaking technology used today by the US military. ***The virtual reality program being referred to is a induced comatose state lasting 1 month, where various simulations are created by repeatedly shocking specific areas of the brain to create a rough simulation, including the frontal cortex, so the trainee may act consciously. The rest is created by the subconscious mind. (Due to current knowledge of the neurological processes of the human mind, the system is rather crude and cannot simulate the scenarios perfectly.) This program does not actually exist (in full), but it is theoretically a possibility. However, it is known to be very dangerous to shock the brain repeatedly - it may cause slight to severe brain damage.
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on Sept 7, 2015 23:16:28 GMT
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Hiranto, The HEA capitol, the throne room. “Hail Aldovnius III! Savior and emperor of our mighty lands. Leader of the great pilgrimage to the fabled lands of Caledonia.” Aldovnius nodded and received the greeting unconsciously. Aldovnius had a dark complexion, with arching eyebrows that shadowed his eyes of steel. Neatly cut and trimmed hair hung over his bangs and fell to his shoulder. His jewelry incrusted ears sparkled in the light of the ceremonial fires. His throne arched in the shape of a triumphant dragon. Aldovnius looked at Jakolthi, Marshal of the Coastlands. Sweat trickled down his brow and temple. “Sire, we have news. As expected the forces of the forsaken one, Foley, have invaded the coastlands. So far they have overrun the front lines, just as you requested sire. The troops await your command,” Jakolthi told his emperor. “But sir, I believe we have underestimated the enemy, we…” Jakolthi stopped the abrupt and impetuous sentence. Aldovnius was staring at his nails, clipping them with his teeth. He looked up. Jakolthi stared into the calm eyes that regarded him. “I have not underestimated Foley. His men will burn. God has given us victory.” Jerking his head at Alsovian, the high priest, he continued. “It has been foretold. Many of my people will die. But oh, so many more Folians will become enslaved by my empire.” Alsovian nodded stiffly, staring at the wall. Aldovnius smirked. “Now, if you would, please bring all the anti-air units out of hiding, and begin Operation Inferno. The infantry divisions hidden in the coastal mountains, away from only the remotest fishing villages. Bring 20,000 of them behind the left flank of the landed Folians, and have the remaining, 5,000 fall far behind the Folians and cleanup any stragglers. Than bring the main force of 50,000 and smash the Folians head on. They expect us to retreat before their “superior forces” so we will attack them, and obliterate them. That is all.” Members of the court began to quietly file out. Aldvovnius watched, waiting for what he hoped was the inevitable. He sighed, and prepared to speak. “Sire,” a young tenor voice cried out. Aldovnius whipped his head to the side, eyebrows raised. “What about the Folian Navy? Or the Folian Air Force? They bomb our people relentlessly and could provide a hell’uva nuisance to our infantry.” The great hall was silent. Someone questioned the emperor. Someone had used profanity around the emperor. Aldovnius surged from his seat. “Boy, tell me your name!” He cried out, causing many courtiers to flinch visibly. The young guard, who had spoken softly replied, “Jayce?” “You are wise to react for the better of Aldovnia." said Aldovnius. "Now, admirals, bring the fleet out of hiding from the Spriteland Isles and have them rout the enemy. Their destruction is not the priority. Rather our victory is, especially in the battle for the sea. Along with the anti-aircraft, which you seem to have forgotten of young Jayce, deploy fighters to intercept and destroy the bombers. Aldovnia will be victorious. Commander of the guard. I have two orders for you. Execute Jakolthi for underestimating the power of Aldovnia and flog young Jayce for his use of profanity. Jayce, you are now the Marshal of the Coastlands. Our plan could not be going better than it goes now. Foley walks straight into our hands, guns blazing at all he lays eyes on. Our instigators in other countries will raise the lust for revenge and we shall lead Kennen to freedom and God will smite our enemies’ dead! Mobilize the entire army. All boys over 12 and men under 65 are now in the army indefinitely. Leave the weak behind. “
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Spaztislavian Centre of Operations, Old Sroska, central Spaztislavia 13:27 Local time, September 7-'Sir' said a young soldier, 'our information was outdated, the two objects in the radar... We received a transmission from Sroska Nova, Ethan Foley declared war on us' -'But that's impossible, it goes against all treaty ever signed! The international community will get outraged. You are telling me I just send 3 planes to communicate with unmanned missiles. This is bad, real real bad. Talk to the capital, we must evacuate what we can, although by this moment I bet the people is despairing and leaving uncontrollably. Tell General Vahszmajk that I recommend applying protocol 10, get as many people in the tube as possible, and procure the rest leaves in the most orderly fashion as possible. We have around 15 minutes left.' Said Commander Thadeusz. -'Sir, yes, Sir!' The soldier then hastily communicated with the contact in Sroska Nova, that had people flocking the exits by car, and all trains west full. -'Sir, Incoming call from a Saphluan air fleet. They want access to our airspace' Said one of the privates on the communication device. -'Let them. If they are requesting access with such a fleet, how many again? 11? 12? 12 planes they probably want to help.' -'Sir, agreed, Sir!'. Spaztislavian Airspace, 400 km East of Sroska Nova, interception course with Foley's missiles 13:29 Local time, September 7 As the pilots cached sight of the unidentified ships in* the distance, they received the piece of news on the radio. Missiles were coming in their direction, and they couldn't simply negotiate with missiles... So they armed their ill equipped weapons, and waited to get in range to fire with all they had. It wasn't probably a good idea, and might result in the death of one of them, but it was a price they were ready to pay.
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on Sept 8, 2015 1:35:48 GMT
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New Guadalajara City, Republic of Guadalajara, Caledonia.
Joint Resolution Declaring that a state of war exists between the Military of Ethan Foley and the Government and the people of the Republic of Guadalajara and making provision to prosecute the same.
Whereas the Military of Ethan Foley has committed repeated acts of war against the Government and the people of the Republic of Guadalajara and its allies; Therefore be it Resolved by the President and the Secretary of National Defense of the Republic of Guadalajara, that the state of war between the Republic of Guadalajara and the Military of Ethan Foley which has thus been thrust upon the Republic of Guadalajara is hereby formally declared; and that the President be, and he is hereby, authorized and directed to employ the entire naval and military forces of the Republic of Guadalajara and the resources of the Government to carry on war against the Military of Ethan Foley; and to bring the conflict to a successful termination all of the resources of the country are hereby pledged by the President of the Republic of Guadalajara.
AXEL ANGULO Secretary of National Defense
JAIME RODRIGUEZ Vice-president of the Republic of Guadalajara
Approved, September 7 JESÚS SÁNCHEZ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Letter to Sir Stanislav Voldzicky, President of The Strictly Neutral State of Spaztislavia:
URGENT NOTICE: President Voldzicky,
This is an official request of a permanent and long-lasting alliance between the Republic of Guadalajara and Spaztislavia. This is also an official request for military access to the half million troops currently positioned along our country's border.
Signed, President Sánchez
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on Sept 8, 2015 2:26:12 GMT
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OOC: Can we all please adopt one, standardized time system? Maybe based around Ethan Foley's local time (12:30 is the launch time for his ICBMs, approximately, but I see two console operators seeing Spatztislavia's reaction at 11:10 (which would, I suppose, translate to 12:10 - before the ICBMs even launched), and Spatztislavia is an hour ahead of everyone else, and in military time.
The region doesn't take up the whole planet, remember - in fact, in comparison to the world in its entirety, it might occupy one time zone.
Let's just consider that, OK? (Also, please add times to all your posts...it's really necessary in an RP like this one)
I've also requested that Hackleberry create a measurement scale of distance, so flight times and distances can be calculated.
We really need this stuff if we want the RP to stay in one piece.
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on Sept 8, 2015 5:14:36 GMT
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OOC: I noticed that too, Ill stick to that Saphlua it makes more sense.
About the flight times, will there me a scale on the regional map?
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on Sept 8, 2015 9:51:34 GMT
Last Edit: Sept 8, 2015 22:07:29 GMT by saphlua: Accidental reference to something that was never posted now fixed.
New Council Building, Seval 13:12 Standard Time, September 7th OOC: <----- For clarification, this is 39 minutes after the ICBMs were first mentioned.
DIGITAL COPY sent to MINISTER FOR FOREIGN AFFAIRS, Guadalaraja; MINISTER FOR FOREIGN AFFAIRS, Spatztislavia ISSUE: Formal Request for Alliances
Concerning acts of extreme hostility and nuclear warfare against the peoples of Saphlua, Spatztislavia, and many Caledonian nations by Ethan Foley, the Council of Saphlua notes that defensive measures, alliances, and retaliative strategies are necessary for the continued survival of the aforementioned nations. Also recognizing that an alliance should be primarily between the openly affected nations, and secondarily towards nations so wishing to propose alliances and similar pacts with these nations, the Council of Saphlua formally requests international pacts between Saphlua, Spatztislavia, and Guadalaraja, in these times of war, for military and economic aid as far as can be provided, and defensive and retaliative measures towards Ethan Foley.
Signed,
Leader of the Council Thadone Wolis Namaril Grand Council Member Esca L. Yurid Grand Council Member Thyrace V. Lo'e Grand Council Member Binem'ma E. Tavieth Lae'atenil Representative for International Diplomacy Phalos S. Namaril Lae'atenil Representative for International Relations Kirid W. Oidera 27 Representatives for the Minor Council
OOC: Most likely. I just sent Hackleberry Islands a telegram asking him to add something like that. It will have both miles and kilometers as distance markings, so no worries there.
Also, I have to go learn for the next four days (yippee), and can't access the forums during that time. If you would, Spatztislavia, I am giving you permission to have a squadron of 12 EMAC equipped Saphluan planes land on a small runway at about 2:20 PM standard time(which will be under your command from that time forward.) The EMACs take about 10 minutes to redirect power to the cables at full capacity - 100% is the maximum that is safe; any more and you risk bending the wings of the plane, knocking the pilot unconscious, or tearing the plane into metallic shreds - but they can tear an enemy plane's wings clean off once fired, and travel at supersonic speeds - almost Mach 3. (I chose that...it's much slower than a normal railgun projectile but it seemed like a more realistic option for something like a subsonic bomber, and not a massive warship.) The planes also have voice command functionality (the pilots are taught to be very specific with their commands, as the database for voice recognition is small and only works with certain key sequences - you can't say "yes" for example, you must clearly say "affirmative") and they can travel at high-subsonic speeds. I would have put R-ADAPTIV on them too, but the tiles are hard to produce and take a long time to modify for the craft I was sending over. (Also, even with a railgun, I can't hit a ICBM from 800 miles away, sorry.) At 100% capacity, the EMAC can be fired three times. The projectiles can also be fired at normal speeds, which means the EMAC can also be used as a machine-gun.
All the things being mentioned are cutting-edge modern technology, but that is my nation's special strength as shown on the sign-up section (even though the money to produce these things is scarce right now in said nation, so I can only put the EMACs on 12 fighters)
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on Sept 8, 2015 12:53:18 GMT
Presidential Palace, New Guadalajara City 14:00 Standard Time, September 7
Letter sent to Minister of Foreign Affairs of Saphlua, Minister of Foreign Affairs of Spaztislavia Issue: Concerning Formal Requests for Alliances
Given the recent circumstances of war across the region, the nation of Republic of Guadalajara commits itself to give military and economic aid to the fellow Caledonian nations of Saphlua and Spaztislavia from this point on.
AXEL ANGULO Secretary of National Defence
JAIME RODRIGUEZ Vice-president of The Republic of Guadalajara
JESÚS SÁNCHEZ President of The Republic of Guadalajara
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on Sept 8, 2015 20:45:05 GMT
OOC: The RP itself will be paced slower than real time because it wouldn't make sense for me or anyone else to respond to a nuclear missile attack 2 days after they were launched. So when you make a time for your post, make it at a reasonable time after the last posts time so it makes sense. War Room, 500 feet below High Command Building, City of Foley20:05 Local Time, September 7"Your Supremacy, Aldovnia has responded to our ground forces. Intelligence is scarce, but reports from the frontlines and satellite imagery are suggesting that the brunt of the attack is on our left flank and our rear. That is only a small portion of their entire army, so we have reason to believe the worst is yet to come, Your Supremacy" spoke Chief Strategist Josef Kush. "I'm afraid we have advanced the army too far forward into the Aldovnian mainland. Reinforcements will not arrive in time to save ensure a swift victory. Alright, here's the plan. Continue the naval blockade and bombardment of the Aldovnian shores. Push our 50,000 men west of Aldovnia where the land is uninhabited. I want 50 transport ships to meet them on the shores west of Aldovnia with heavy artillery and an additional 4,000 troops. Is that understood?" the Supreme Dictator commanded. The 20 others in the room replied "Yes, Your Supremacy!" in unison. Spaztislavian Capital20:10 Local Time, September 7The sun had set a short while ago. The Spaztislavian sky was a mix of red and purple from as the sun continued to sink. Aside from that, the rest of the city was in chaos. People were in a mad dash to escape the terror that was to come in a few moments. A black dart-shaped object pierced the red sky as it speedily descended onto the city. There was a flash, and it almost seemed as if had become daytime again. And for a brief moment, the entire city was silent. And then the shock wave shook the city back into reality, as a titanic explosion erupted in the city center, expanding with every second. The sound of chaos, which had been replaced by silence, had been once again replaced by screams. A second black dart-shaped missile was expected to slightly more south in just seconds. It appeared out of the horizon, now seeming more menacing than the first one. It descended at an incredible speed and in an instant it was gone. But there was no second explosion. In the outskirts of the city, the frame of a Spaztislavian aircraft engulfed in a ball of flame and smoke crashed into the grasslands. Millions had been saved by the pilot. Unfortunately, many more were not. OOC: I god-modded in this section a bit, so if you don't like the way the missile thing played out, just say so and I'll change it, Spaztislavia Above is an example of the effects of the nuclear explosion just to get an idea of what it looks like.
Saphluan Capital20:12 Local Time, September 7A black pencil-shaped object ripped through the Saphluan dusk leaving a trail of smoke in its wake. The lives of thousands, perhaps millions were in the hands of this object. At a speed rarely seen before, it lunged into the capital's skyline, leaving a mushroom cloud to show where it had hit. OOC: I'm just going to leave it at this until Saphlua is back from school activities
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on Sept 8, 2015 20:55:56 GMT
OOC: ok, I'll use Standard Time, which is, as you noted, 1 hour less than what I've been using. Also thanks for the planes and the thorough guide you gave me Saphlua. I'll put them to good use while you are away. IC: House of Government, Sroska Nova, Spaztislavia14:01 Standard time, September 7
-'Mr. Voldzicky, the Saphluans and Guadalajarans have sent us messages offering their military support and remarking the importance of an alliance between our nations'. Said the Minister of Foreign Affairs. 'I believe it is of utmost importance to show them our support providing them with military access through our sovereign territories. The army of Guadalajara is waiting for orders in our shared border, and I have already spoken with Commander Thadeusz, he gave me his approval. The last word is yours, Mr. President.'
-'Let them in, and prepare a chain of supply. Spaztislavia is a long country and has many areas difficult to traverse. The mountains near the border concern me a little.' continued the president. 'Meanwhile, we should evacuate to the presidential bunker, we can continue operating from there.'
And all the personnel of the House of Government went to the bunker below the building. It was built to last, and could house around 50 people without problems. It was also equipped with communicators and radars.
OOC: I'll keep this one short, I have to study Chemistry.
EDIT: I'm OK with the last post, I'll expand on it next post. I'm busy for the rest of today.
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on Sept 8, 2015 22:53:58 GMT
Message to: His Excellency Frank Hanz, Ambassador and Spokesman to His Supremacy, Supreme Dictator Ethan Foley V.
Hail to the Spokesman of His Supremacy.
Despite widespread misgivings of your left-leaning political tendencies, we have given your proposal a great deal of thought.
Indeed, if Kennan is to grow strong, the military must prevail and strong rulers must take what is theirs. The modern world is no place for tree-hugging pacifists. We would be interested in some more elaboration on the crimes committed by these states, although we have already been shocked by their actions in previous wars.
We must admit, our government was shocked at the decleration of war however with further research we have come to the conclusion that the Military of Ethan Foley is in the right; these so-called liberal states, democracies, are simply facades. Single rulers hiding behind a wall of deception, cowardice.
We would like to point out for future reference that we never acknowledged Spaztislavia's neutrality and with these words we inform you of our will to join your military in redemption and conquest.
With respects,
Carl Mardjev, Lord Ambassador to the Region and Lord Vladimir Grenkontrevic, Minister of External Security and Defence
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on Sept 8, 2015 23:20:53 GMT
Last Edit: Sept 8, 2015 23:25:25 GMT by saphlua
EchoAir 31, beginning descent towards Echo Island 13:47 Standard Time, September 7th
"Please fasten your seatbelts. We are beginning the descent towards Echo Island."
There is a moment of movement and sound as thirty-six seatbelts snap together, and then silence again. No one wants to talk - they especially do not want to talk about Tathē.
The plane angles downward slowly and circles the island.
Simulation Sector, Military Operations Core, Echo Island 13:58 Standard Time, September 7th
500 soldiers, escorted by heavily armed Saphluan guards, move quickly along the long hallway. As each of the soldiers reach their numbered capsule, they enter it and shut the glass door behind them, lying down on the ergonomically shaped beds and attaching all the necessary equipment, just like they did in their basic training over and over again.
The recorded voice of General Al'veson Luneci speaks to each one of them:
"All right, gentlemen, you've been specially chosen for this intensive training program. It will last one week. You will only have memories of the past hour. We were originally going to make this last a month, with complete memory recall, but half the test subjects woke up completely insane. I want to see you - and I can see you - fighting your asses off in these simulations. If I don't, there will be hell to pay when you wake up.
You will be placed in an induced coma and your mind will be repeatedly shocked into a conscious dreaming state, during which various external stimuli will create the environment around you. Each bullet you take will hurt in the same way as if it were real. Your amygdala - the fear section of your mind - will be induced chemically, intensifying all the scenarios. You ever heard of living your worst nightmare? That's what you'll be doing for the next week, gentlemen. You will have no awareness of the fact that you are in a coma or dreaming, but you will be fully conscious. Good luck, and don't die."
The small speakers in each of the rooms switch off with a quiet click. Thin metallic bands strap around the soldiers, preventing them from harming themselves, and a series of chemicals are pumped into the bloodstream, bringing each man within an inch of death. A tiny electrical signal spreads through a series of electrodes attached at highly specific positions, and the simulations begin.
Red digital timers switch on next to each glass capsule, counting down from 168 hours. 500 lights above the glass doors remain a steady green, indicating that all 500 men are in stable condition. A console room provides real-time images of each man's brain activity and a corresponding blurry video feed of what they see, feel, and hear (created from comparison between brain scan activity and various external stimuli). In a week, the worth of the new training program will be revealed.
OOC: -For those who are interested, "mind-reading" is actually possible, and the first models of it have been made by matching the brain activity of volunteers to the YouTube videos they were watching at the time. MILLIONS of hours of footage. Probably over a hundred volunteers. But, also like mentioned above, the results barely look like anything - they're EXTREMELY blurry. It's never been done with sound or touch sensations, but it is just as possible, theoretically. Most of the results gathered from this fictional simulation will be from eye movements, heart rate, adrenaline levels, and activity levels in the area of the brain responsible for movement, not from a blurry screen which can barely project accurate colors and shapes. -Conscious dreaming is a real thing that has existed for a long, long time. It's also called oneironautics or lucid dreaming. -Hey, my forum rank moved to "Established Country!"
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on Sept 9, 2015 1:26:03 GMT
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on Sept 9, 2015 1:42:13 GMT
Presidential Palace, New Guadalajara City. 14:30 ST, September 7.
"Sir, our troops have access confirmed to Spaztislavian territory. We are awaiting for their chain of supply to arrive and guide us through the rough terrains." - "Good, good. Now send one and a half million marines, the Quetzalcoatl Destroyer and all four Allende frigates through the bay and into the ocean, we have to help Aldovnia." "Sir, I don't think that's going to be enough to put up with the 30 ships." -"You're right. Get the other destroyer and frigates as well as the two missile corvettes. Get them within a safe range and fire at the Ethanian ships." "OK, sir."
General Angulo gave the order and the boats started moving with an ETA of 3 hours.
OOC: My bonus is having a good navy, so of course my ships are equipped with the best military technology. I don't mean the kind of stuff that Saphlua has, just like ship-to-ship missiles, radars, torpedoes, etc.
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on Sept 9, 2015 5:18:56 GMT
Post on Sept 9, 2015 5:18:56 GMT
8th September, 8:00 am Standard Time
Ministry of Defence Complex, Government District, Madegrad, Great Carlistan
Lord Grenkontrevic stood in the recording room, looking directly into the camera. The room around him was a white colour but right behind him was a green screen. As he began his speech, to be broadcast internationally, it would no doubt resemble a military parade of some sort.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are glad to announce that an agreement has been stuck with the supreme dictator Ethan Foley V. As we speak, troops are being transported to Caledonia, where they will fight the corrupt, so-called democracies of the region and restore order to Kennan.
At this moment, the Guadalajaran navy is insulting the great Empires of this region by openly collaborating with Spaztislavia, which is seen as an act of agression. The nation was given an ultimatum to keep out of the conflict however they have failed to comply therefore we hereby declare war on the nation of Guadalajara.
The Emperor protects, long live the Emperor!"
With that, the Empire of Great Carlistan was at war.
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