The nation of MrPopo today has begun removing its naval forces from around CTonian waters and returning home, or are they

Recent rumors have suggested a series of comminques betwen the nations of MrPopo and Azark that has sparked widespread debate between the new cabinets. Although it is unclear what the debate is about or encompasses, it is clear that the government and cabinet of MrPopo have taken serious offence to the statements or actions made by the nation of Azark, enough so that they have begun mobilizing its soldiers for extensive training in the former nation of Bilberburg, where MrPopo has already set up massive military encampments. When asked about the military buildup, officials have replied "we're doing some naval and airforce exercises. And there are tensions in the region that need to be releived. Nothing important. carry on." No official word of confirmation or denying the situation in Azark is what sparked the buildup of forces along Canadas northern coasts and islands.

After hearing the news, the people of Azark were shocked by the outrageous and preposterous threats of a so called responsible government. While First Minister Azark has no publicly announced how the situation will be dealt with, he did proclaim to be more "charming and handsome than the MrPopolian leader" and stated "I can't blame him for these irrational threats." When commented on what could have caused this sudden outrage among allies, Azark replied, "Something to do with his woman." When questioned on his current relationship, the leader said "Yes, I am currently in a long term relationship with a lady, but I would certainly defend our regions PM in the field of honour... So long as no one died, of course."

The Azarkian military has been on banana alert, the highest threat rating ever, and its sole military base has begun assembling squads of riflemen and swordsmen. Azark was quoted saying, "We'll see how things roll out over the next few days."

"Over a woman?! Perposterous!" This being the only official word from the prince over the current escalating situation in 3 days. But rumors and specualtions have been backed by leaked government documents that confirm that this, indeed, appears to be over a woman. The greeks appear to be gearing up for war to destroy troy and recapture Paris. It is wondered what Trojan Horse this government appears to be cooking up against the nation of Azark. But the situation appears to go deeper. While no government officials will comment on the situation, this appears to be a matter of utmost national security, involving espionage and possible attempted assasination. Government papers leaked make reference to a recent marriage arrangement being a sham by the Checkers McDog government. They site reference to stolen military documents, and espionage that goes as high as the princes own bedroom. These seem to link Azark as one of the bidders of the information recovered by the McDog agent, who is speculated to be none other than their very own leader and courtier of the prince of our fair nation. Again, this is all speculation, and the government appears to be denying these accusations for the time being. But news from the unorganized and confused former nation of Octopolis Diaspora does give reference to a change in movement of the Popoan fleet out of the Hudson Sea, with reinforcements meeting them then and then moving in an easterly direction as opposed to the formerly reported movement home to the Northwest. Could the nation of MrPopo be gearing up to secure the beaches of former ally Checkers McDog? When the giant alliance of Popo-Bilberburg-McDog dismantled itself with the collapse of the Bilberburgian empire, did both nations become disgruntled to the point of war? Or is this strictly a bedroom matter? What secrets of MrPopo were vital enough to ahve been captured and sold that they could warrant war? This reporter vows to eventually find out.

“Damn right, this is only speculation,” Azark stated in a press conference this morning. “The idea that our government would attempt to obtain top secret information about a friendly neighbor is ridiculous.” Azark appeared ready to back Checkers McDog in any sort of conflict, but stated he would not go to war “over words.” He also noted that if the MrPopoian press had recovered government documents, then anyone could have walked away with other important records as well. While Azark has openly declined the idea of sending troops to any other country at the moment, there has been obvious local military action.

“We’ve been preparing our military strength over the last couple of days, and all ready this wartime crisis has sprung some technological breakthroughs,” declared Defense Minister Connery. “Our top military engineers discovered that if you made a tighter bow, you could shoot an arrow higher in the air. So, now we have anti aircraft weapons.”

Azark also commented on the state of foreign relations with MrPopo and Checkers McDog. “While we certainly condemn any war, we will back up our PM 100%.”
For the mean time, Azark has sent an open invitation to the MrPopoenesse prince for a glass of chardonnay. He also extends this invitation to any other nation requesting to conference on this urgent matter.

"They seem to be coming in waves!" This an official eyewitness report from the cellular phone of a fishing vessel just out to deep sea from Rya Solmara earlier today. "The lines of ships don't seem to be stopping. They're headed down south with speed. Great speed."

Has MrPopo declared a state of war against the nation of CHeckers McDog? Nothing official has been released but the massive movement of ships is no secret to the world. What MrPopo actually plans to do with these ships is still very much a mystery. The government refuses still to comment further on the situation and action taken recently, and what it means for the region and the nation as a whole.

"They're going to war. And I for one wouldn't doubt it was a religious thing. This new party is a fundamentalist war machine and I for one didn't vote them in!" This from a disgruntled man who will remain annonymous for the time being. Has the newly elected government of MrPopo put into effect some sinister plan for regional domination? or is this truly a valid call to war?

The nation of Azark has appeared to have extended the olive branch and it seems to have halted further movements of troops from MrPopo towards these lands, but for how long? No news has yet been reported from any of our contacts in Checkers McDog. Wether they too gear for war, or plan to meet the might of the MrPopoan's vast army is unknown. Will they submit? What is the take of the people of the government. Noone really knows for sure.

I intend to find out. We will keep you informed of more news as it happens.

This is Eliah with a direct message from the Emperor of C-Ton,

The antiwar coalition regrets to inform you that we cannot assist in destroying this war. War is unacceptable and if we were not preoccupied with our own defence we would surely aid in setting up defences against attack.

Please forgive us for going against our oath, but under the current circumstances we cannot spare any rescources.

Eliah

Emergency national broadcast:

"We appologize for the interruption of your regularly scheduled program. We bring you this urgent news broadcast"

*pictures on the news show explosion after explosion after explosion in the darkness*

Anchor: "The images you are watching are guided cruise missile strikes in what is reportedly the nation of Checkers McDog. This tape was recently broadcast on a reputable internet site from within Checkers McDog. Unfortunately none of our news affiliates are able to confirm these strikes. It appears as well as though an iron curtain policy may be in effect for the nation of Checkers McDog, which is going to make confirming this news story very difficult."

*big explosion*

Anchor: "Our military correspondants with MrPopo have been called together for their own press conference the results of which will be permission to travel with the next military envoy to the nation of Checkers McDog to confirm and report on the happenings within taht nation. It is unconfirmed but expected that once this story is released to the nation, the Prince himself will want to speak on behalf of these actions."

*3 big explosions, camera rattles*

Anchor: "The explosions appear to still be happening in Checkers McDog and we are warry to report these as McDog explosions they could possibly be old videotape of the first strikes from within CTon. But the contacts are reputable. We will bring you more news on this, and the Azark situation as it occurs."

Azark sat stunned, falafel rolling down his shirt, as the images of destruction flashed on the screen. After watching the reporter sputter out this sudden news, Azark rose and briskly walked out of the chamber and into is office. Picking up the phone, he punched in a series of numbers. He paused, and waited for the voice on the other line.
“Get the Prince!”


OOC: ‘Get the Prince’ on the phone, I mean. Not ‘get’ the Prince.

*crowds and crowds of press personalities push closer to the podiums of the magnificent and expansive halls of MrPopo's finest government press halls. The national pressroom is full to the brim with personalities of curiousity and manipulation (namely press and faux-press/tabloid personalities). As the prince walks to the podium dressed in his royal traditional military garbs, the crowd takes their seats and the room falls silent, apart from the flash and click of thousands of cameras for those press that aren't of the motion-picture kind. The prince waits for the excitement of his arrival to die before proceeding.*

"Ladies and gentlement of the press, and the nation of MrPopo. As of 4am of earlier today the nation of MrPopo officially engaged the nation of Checkers McDog in open arms war. The nation of MrPopo would like to publicly announce its declaration of war against the nation of Checkers McDog"

*cameras flash and pens scribble while murmers go up amongst the crowd. The prince waits for the room to fall silent before proceeding*

"There are a lot of rumors as to what happened between the governments of these two nations that would lead to war. The facts will now be revealed."

*the room gets loud as the people get anxious*

"The nations of MrPopo, Bilberburg, and Checkers McDog used to comprise the largest political and military alliance in the region, and our power was one that could not be rivalled. These were the glory days of the MrPopo empire. But the nation of Bilberburg fell into vast political dissarray not long after the formation of the alliance. And their military actions became more sporadic in the region of Canada. It was as if there was direct sabotage and manipulation of the nations military. All the while, the nation of MrPopo was gearing up for my marriage to the leader and monarchy of the nation of Checkers McDog to secure the alliance of our two nations.

The government of Bilberburg and MrPopo however met in the shadows to dicuss the situation regarding the Bilberburg military. The Bilberburg military was one not to be rivaled, them being one of the largest nations in the region. You'd think they'd have control over their men. But the government had been cutoff from their military for some time. Some entity had been manipulating and giving false orders to the militaries of Bilberburg for some time, even at one point ordering the assault of several other Bilberburg military vessels and bases declared "enemies of the state" for no reason. Suspicion against differring branches of the military arose. The government could not defend against and was powerless to find the culprit behind who had control of their military channels and secrets. The entire armed forces were in disarray, and distrust against each other. the citizenry of Bilberburg were on edge, and were forming their own militias. Then came Black Monday. The dreaded day when Bilberburg unleashed a military assault against its own cities with ballistic ICBM's carrying Black Napalm. Two of Bilberburgs largest population centres were completely obliterated. Someone had control of Bilberburgs ICBM and WMD launch codes...."

*the room begins to roar in disbelief. Press begin to shake in fear and cameras begin to wobble in the hands of cameramen. The room silents as the prince pushes on*

"The meetings with Bilberburg were painful, one after the other, in secret, we formulated differing proofs against the military of the nation of Checkers McDog. While the nations military prowess is minor, its intelligence community is top notch. Suspicion started the launch of the longest and most painful investigations in our nations history. Bilberburg in the meantime, in order to avoid a civil war between its differing unsynced military bases and its citizenry, decided it would be best to take the road of mass exodus. The nation bid fairwell to the alliance and empire, and went its own way, leavingt he region and its problems behind. But not before assisting us in determining that it was indeed a manipulation centred in Checkers McGDog by the CheckersMcDog intelligence agency."

*the room roars with talk and questions. The questions are quited with the wave of a hand byt he prince. And the room goes quiet.*

"The wedding between our leaders, myself and the McDog queen, went off without a hitch. But the bait had been set. And soon it would be determined how high this treatury actually went, and how wide. It appeared as if Checkers McDog ws not alone in their actions. The acts seemed very sophisticated, and very organized, even for a top notch intelligence organization. The nation of Azark, it appaeared, had been behind the purchasing of the launch codes for the thousands upon thousands of nuclear and chemical and biological, and even experimental missiled warheads. When Bilberburg left their island behind, they gave our nation the location to every one of their launch facilities, and fearing that these facilities would be used immediately if tampered with, left their weapons behind. After evacuating all personelle, the nation of MrPopo covertly secured and fused the launch silos and doorways closed with continual black napalms and small yield nuclear barages, setting off only a few of the bombs that were now dtrapped below, so that they could never be used until robotics were developed enough to go below and dismantle the bombs individually.

But, the darkest part had not yet been determined. During a routine training mission in the arctic seas, a MrPopoan battlegroup was directed to assault an offshore military base int he nation of Boreal Tundra, on the impression that a war had been announced between the two nations. These soldiers defied the order, against the higher order given, and instead staged an assault against a deepsea communication buoey planted years earlier by the nation of MrPopo for communication networks we have now developed throughout the world, without the need to rely on overland or oversea or even satellite com networks. Why are we revealing such an important military secret now? Because the entire network has since been compromised by an invisible enemy.

The rebel actions by our forces helped us determine that even our nation wasnt safe, and before any further compromising of our networks was done, all codes and access were changed of hands, and the government was changed with an early called "mock election" "

*the room begins to get loud againa nd people stare in disbelief. When the room quiets the prince continues*

"The cabinet is truly your elected cabinet my people. The results were not fiddled with. But the election bought us enough time to determine the source of the treachery. And it went as high as the very queen to which I, your prince, had married. And deep within a few members of the former cabinet of MrPopo themselves. Therefor as of oh four hundred this morning, the nation of MrPopo is officially at war with the nation of Checkers McDog. As for the nation of Azark, their fate will be determined with how well their leaders are now willing to cooperate in our planned investigation, and giving us back the codes to the Bilberburg weapons - which are now sealed below ground, and assist us with the disarming of these weapons, along with whatever other sanctions which will be determined at a meeting of our governments. Now are there any questions?"

*thousands of hands go up almost simultaneously. It is going to be a long night...*

OOC:

Pssh! My country has no army, nor intelligence agency! Attacking a peaceful, unarmed country...for shame! It's like the United States attacking like Jamaica for some reason... <_<

High level talks are being conducted between Gemetria, the government of Checkers McDog, Carbanousa, and several other nations.

Talks gear up, and a delagate from Durass is invited to attend.

A press release from the office of the benevolent despot:

Redundancia is a peace-loving nation much like Checkers McDog. We believe a nonviolent solution to this conflict must be found, for the good of the region. Thus we request two things:

1) We would like to send a delegate to the conference led by Gemetria.

2) We would like to make it publicly known that we wish that the nation of MrPopo cease the aggression towards Checkers McDog and any other nation which has not acted in a hostile manner.

Gemetria's Kether System issues an statement in mid-conference:

"Gemetria echoes Redundancies words. We ask MrPopo to reconsider their actions against the benevolent nation of Checkers McDog. We ask that if you are serious about these allegations, that you submit them to a neutral nation to verify.

"But a word of warning: Gemetria and the other nations at these talks will not stand idly by as we watch a nation that is innocent thus far be attacked by MrPopo.”

Negotiations start for rail passage from Gemetria to Checkers McDog through the nations of ____, ______, and _______. 300,000 marines are being mobilized for immediate deployment, with thousands of G.I. brigades being post on one week notice. No troops have actually been moved, however.

The 23rd fleet is recalled to the mainland to join the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 5th, 6th and 17th. The 12th and 13th fleets are being repositioned from the American Ocean to 400 Km off of the Checkers Coast, leaving the 19th 500Km offshore from Ess. The 43rd and 47th fleets are enroute from the Gemetria Congo to rendezvous with the 12th.

Azark paced around his chambers, rubbing his temples. After meeting all night with his ministers and having several shots of Red Bull, he called to his First Secretary.
“Contact Gemetria. Tell him…. We accept his alliance proposal with Checkers… Right now, MrPopo is our enemy, and we need all the help we can get to defend Checkers McDog. However, make it quite clear we will not assist in the destruction of C-Ton or take back our disapproval for his immoral tactics. While dealing with the Checkers – MrPopo incident, we will attempt the most peaceful routes firstly, and always.”

Later, in an official statement, Azark asked Gemetria for a safe passage to transport troops through C-Ton. He noted that he will contact either Hudsons Bay or Kana Da to allow the movement of troops by either land or air.

The Avatar for the Gemetria Kether System flashes on to a big screen at the Gemetrian Embassy in Azark, where a Azarkian official is waiting on the embassy's balck tile floor. She has a cold but perfect face and voice, and her mouth is twisted into a wide smile.

"Azarkian official, we are pleased to offer you our protection and our Mercy. We are completely dedicated to making reasonable attempts towards a peaceful solution. But now we are also committed to protecting your citizens like they were our own.

"Passage through Gemetrian-controlled C-Ton is granted. We also offer you a server system to facilitate the communication between your government, and the Tipheret (OOC: medical), Gevurah (OOC: military), and Kether (OOC: Diplomacy and Media) systems. We will also supply our expertise if you wish to improve your nation’s defenses. Gemetria will be prepared to send troops if an offensive action ever occurred against your nation.

"Thank you for you time, honored Ally."

The face fades out, with Her ivory-white smile fading last, like the Cheshire Cat. The screen goes black. The robed ambassador extends his hand across a heavy dark-wood desk for a shake. Two Praetorians in full armor look on, next to the Gemetrian banners that flank the desk.

...Incoming Trans Ops
..Decryption enabled
...Decryption complete
...Carrier signal Authenticated
...Identification: Fotress Monastery Prime/Carbanousa
...Security Classification: High Priest Priority
...Verified

Recipient: Checkers McDog
CC: Daemon, Azark, Redundancia, MrPopo

It is with a clear conviction and forsight that we open the full righteous firy of the Fortress Monastery's upon the enemies Checkers McDog. Let it be known henceforth, that any Nation which stands against her also stands against forces of Carbanousa. In the words of the Primarch Carban: "Let it be known that that thine enemies deserve no mercy, pity, compassion or respect. And whomever does not stand before you in reverence be held in contempt".

As of this moment, five divisions of Scorpion variant Destroyer Tanks are mobilising toward Gemetria's requesting permission to approach its Northern Coastline for rapid deployment by sea. We will, however, await for confirmation of passage for Naval deployment from Gemetria's Sea Command. Additionally, four squadran's of Typhoon variant Black Hawks are being scrambled to Azark. Ten squadran's of Apache Combat Helicopters are currently standing at DEFCOM 5 at the Monastery Secondus. Ground troops are currently at Alert status 5 at Monastery Impregnus near the Bweezystan border. We do not intend to involve Bweezystan in any way, shape, or form, and will not attempt passage through Bweezystan.

I, personally, am making preparations for the arrival of myself and my Honour Guard. We are currently calibrating flight tradjectories for travel efficiency and the estimate time of departure to Gemetria is within the hour.

I will be among you soon. Do not test my patience MrPopo. I do not make idle threats and do not like being disturbed.

...Transmission End

Kether System:

"High Priest of Carbanousa, we will accept your troops. We will have their shipment send to Tolomea, our northern most city. Your troops will be stationed and quartered there until they are deployed to a combat theatre. We will instruct your IT crews how to temporarily integrate your equipment with the Gevurah system.

"As for your arrival, High Priest, we will have prepared special suites for you and your entourage in Dis. Our Winter Senate is on Mt. Byku, which is near Caina, and only a 30 minute jaunt from Dis via rail. Please indicate if there are any other arrangements to make your stay more comfortable. We would like to provide you with a legion of our Praetorians during your visit, though we would understand if you choose to decline the offer. Praetor Vail will be your liaison.

Thank you, High Priest."

*News channels flicker on, news music begins. The scene opens up to scenery on beach in Checkers McDog. A reporter stands there as aircraft fly overhead and and assault helicoptors fly over and land. To each side of the beaches soldeirs are landing from amphibious vehicles, and engineering vessels and aircraft are landing large payloads of raw materials for fortifications. The city in the background is being rushed upon by soldiers and engineering and medical crews, who occasionally stop to tend to MrPopoan wounded. In the background the sun is going down. Deep in the background as the jets fly overhead, explosions can be seen and heard. Jets scramble together deep in the background*

"We are on shore on the beaches of one of Checkers McDog's largest port cities. The scene is the same all along the coastlines of Checkers McDog. Bombers and fighters engage the enemy over the city scape behind me. We see explosions at secured com posts throughout the nation. It is obvious that our military forces will not cease until they have completely secured the coast of the nation and disrupted the intelligence network of the nation."

*above the roar can be heard as dozens upon dozens of cruise missiles fly above the clouds. The camera zooms up but nothing can be seen. the silent enemy carries on*

"The cruise missiles we can hear up above are poised for targets deep within Checkers Mcdog. Different military and intel targets appear to be the key strike points. Offshore, our navy sets up to defend against a possible strike from outside forces and straggling Checkers McDog naval forces."

*a huge explosion occurs in the background as a jet barrels out of control, its wings on fire, and smashes into a skyscraper, egniting its payload of napalm-filled missiles. The entire floor explodes outward with flame. the glass of neighboring buildings shatter and fall to the streets below. This is followed by another two, or three explosions.*

"We have just arrived on the beaches to show you, the viewer, and the world, that yes indeed, Checkers McDog has a military presence and that yes, indeed, there are intel networks operating in this nation, despite their claims. We will ....."

*just then the yellings of a soldier can be heard in the background*

Soldier: "Move move move! ...."

* the soldier rushes to the camera*

Soldier: "You have to get off the beach....no...you have to get off the beaches. The beaches are now secured, please proceed to a designated press depot. You will be accompanied by these men *two men run up in the background* ."

*the cameras turn off and the program returns to the newsroom*

The princes adress to the world:

"We are appalled that we, the most involved of the nations, have not been invited to the summit of nations to talk peace. We are insulted instead to hear that the nations of the region would get together in shadows instead to discuss war. And bypass the call for peace.

And we are totally appalled that the nations would not even hear our call to them of warning, to let them know that while the Checkers McDog intel networks remain in place, that nobody is secure in this region. That your weapons of mass destruction, numerous as they are, could be used at any time against any target in the region. And that your navies, and airforces could at any time be used to kill masses of innocents, because the nation of Checkers McDog appears to have no problem selling your military secrets to other militaries and even terrorist networks. And you stand to defend this network, which makes our nation wonder how deep the treachery runs in this region, and who truly is safe in this region against one another.

Had it gone the other way, and our armies had come under control of the enemy, and had we not discovered the game, and put an end to it, the nation of MrPopo and Boreal Tundra would surely be heaps of ruins in a vane war against one another for no reason whatsoever but the amusement of a violent regional dictator with sadistic fantasies.

And here you are plotting a revenge against our nation when we have done nothing to offend but to protect your nations against this evil and meniacle enemy. You call us hypocrites. But our war is not one of mass destruction, or civil targets. We aim to dismantle the intelligence network of a cunning enemy before they can yet strike again. And we will put down the defences of that nation so long as they continue to rise against us to stop our search for the infamous Janus behind the attrocities.

If you choose to go to war against us, so be it. But if you would grant us invite to speak our peace and disseminate our evidence, then you will realize the importance of allowing this mission to continue to the end. Don't stab us in the back as our enemy has. Listen to us before you decide to be against us.

As for the nation of Azark, we request that you send to our nation a diplomatic envoy to discuss terms of peace between our nations,a nd cooperation, before it comes to war. We mean you no harm, but now request your help to fix the situation you have caused. Grant us a diplomatic meeting, and be prepared to hand over the launch codes of the Bilberburg weapons, and to send teams to help us dismantle each and every one of them."

Kether System to MrPopo:

"As a member of a newly founded military Coalition, and a leader of a free and sovereign country, Gemetria asks MrPopo once again to cease all hostilities in the region, or we will be forced to return to the Coalition asking for a mandate for war. Please reconsider your actions. Checkers McDog has authorized full and complete cooperation with Coalition forces. Our counterattack will be swift and massive if the MrPopo will not return to the path of Diplomacy and Peace. We would be delighted to hear your accusations and claims, and evaluated them rationally. Nothing would please us more than a peaceful end to this dispute, but you must call of your forces operating in the CMD region.

"You have 6 hours to submit your response. Silence will be taken as a negative. Gemetria awaits your response with baited breath."

Kether System to Durass, Azark, Redundancies, Carbanousa, and Checkers McDog:

"Gemetria is just gave MrPopo an ultimatum. He has 6 hours to return to diplomacy before Gemetria will be forced have to deploy troops. We advise that each of you mobilize your militaries in case MrPopo refuses.

"The nation of CMD: we require full an complete intelligence on the current battle with MrPopo, as well as the ability to move freely in your country, and a communication link with your ground forces. We will start the movement of 13 marine regiments (195,000 marines) that will fortify within the CMD capital. We are also going to ask to station 2 fighter and 3 ground attack wings in your North-Eastern airport. If the ultimatum were to pass, we would step up the scale of the deployment. "

To the nation of Gemetria and McDog:

"We are pleased to see you say the word "peace" once again. Do not take this as a rebuff of your offer, but further negotiation before we even consider answering your ultimatum. As you too are requestion the nation of McDog allow your forces to enter their borders, we would also request the same courtesy. We will happily cease all hostilities in the nation of they then submit to our occupation and investigation of their nation. Once we know that which we came to know, we will happily leave. If they have truly nothing to hide, they will submit to an investigation by ours, or a international coalition of our choosing, McDog.

As we are happy to call off our forces and end a messy war, doing so would allow precious time to the enemy to hide and move their operations elsewhere in the nation. In order for us to consider your suggestions these demands must be met by the coalition and Checkers McDog:
-All McDog borders must be closed and secured. Nobody can be allowed to leave.
-All McDog aircraft and seacraft must be grounded and secured.
-McDog must submit to an international court ordered investigation of all our allegations and claims - of which we will submit our evidence for a warrent. The investigations must be thorough and swift. The citizen body must submit to an international police force for further investigation if need be at some point."

Praetor Sucat turned slightly so that a page could whisper into his ear. He then nodded: "Allet-va ut quertz dza ra Ordo Arboritium, pzat hhato. Proche demant ke examant-ee re trkatra-vespacha. Mre-chi." Gemetrian was a language of quick staccato bursts and growls. The page fleetly disappeared down a corridor.

"You must pardon me Coalition members, but MrPopo just gave his response to Gemetria's demands. Please, let us listen." Old-world charm practically dripped from his exquisitely manicured fingers.

The polished black glass in the table suddenly sprang to life in front of each of the Coalition members. The Prince began to speak.

Praetor Sucat absently pour himself a second cup of coffee from a near-by French press.

The Prince finished. A murmur went up around the table.

"We are examining the tape for any additional details and data currently. We hope to get a full analysis back within the hour." Sip.

"But let us make a primia facia decision. Gemetria thinks that the demands, in their current form, are unreasonable. One cannot simply shut down a nation based on the whims of another nation. There needs to be evidence, and MrPopo thus-far has not been forthcoming with it. We suggest that the international investigation is reasonable, and Gemetria Herself would be willing to assist in overseeing the fairness of these investigations. We should all have a voice into the composition of that taskforce. The last thing that we want is an unscrupulous agent being a little overzealous and planting evidence. Not that someone would actually DO that." A brief chuckle.

"Gemetria would agree to withdraw our soldiers from CMD if and only if MrPopo agrees not to withdraw and not re-enter your borders. The border closures are unacceptable unless MrPopo submits creditable evidence to support his claims. That is Gemetria's opinion, but we would be happy to hear from the other nations gathered here."

The Praetor settled back into his luxurious black leather chair, and rested his chin on one hand, waiting for someone to speak.

OOC: This Alliance is open invitation, join in if you wish.

*from the private com room of the prince, speaking to the leaders of Gemetria on screen. The prince slams his hands down on the table very angry and grits his teeth before proceeding in a pissed off voice*

"Our nation cannot afford to anger the rest of the world. We will therefor comply to the request. In 6 hours we will end all hostilities against the nation of Checkers McDog, only then holding our defenses on the coastline until further suitable arrangements can be made for foreign peacekeepers and an international coalition can be sent to investigate.

Know this though, you have just doomed a lot of people to their deaths that may otherwise not have died in our very coordianted assaults. We will meet all your demands then and your one compromise. We will cease all futher hostilities in Checkers McDog and pull all our forces back to sea and our fortified beach camps, and remain there on the defensive from any rebel McDog forces that may choose to attack us during our armistice.

In the frame of the next 6 hours our attacks will become viscious and swift and fast and brutal and without mercy. During the next 6 hours the entirety of our naval forces will launch a coordinated attack to dismantle every and any major military and intel target on the map of the nation of McDog. Will there be misfires? Likely, because a damned bunch of international morons wouldn't let us do our job and contain this war and coordinate our attacks and ensure we only hit miltary targets. In the next 6 hours, our special forces raids will become viscous, swift, and likely lead to many causualties of the enemy where other times we could have taken our time to engage the enemy as covertly as possible and use less fatal weaponry to detain them while we took our time and found the information we sought. Instead of confirming our target locations for our cruise missile barrages, we will be hitting every target on our list. In the next 6 hours we will systematically detroy the entire known intelligence network of the enemy as much as possible. Why will we step it up and do it like this? Because you leave us no choice. In the next 6 hours all our bombs will drop on the nation of McDog. And if anyone points the blame we will point it at you, who wouldnt let us do this properly, and defend the region from the enemy.

*turning to general* General, give the order to step up the attacks on McDog. For the next 6 hours, blow up anything and everything that is remotely military or intellignece. After 6 hours, withdraw all forces and stand by on the defensive and await further orders. If any enemy forces approach the defensive formations, one warning, and then attack."

General: "yes your lordship"

Prince - facing the camera again: "You get what you want. In turn, we will ensure we have bought enough time for us to go through the diplomatic proceedures of dismantling this intel network and saving yours and ours and every other nation in thsi region from the enemy. We will see you at the summit. Stay out of McDog for 6 hours, for the next 6 hours is mine."

*transmission ended*

*mrPopoan intelligence agencies begin to compile lists of evidence collected from Bilberburg, Bilberburgian military documents, documents obtained in secrecy from the private offices of the former princess/leader of McDog, now exiled from the nation and on fairy back to her nation, and begin faxing copies to Gemetria and other coalition members*

This is Chief Nagura of International Affairs,

We at C-Ton would like to send a representative to find the information that Mr. Popo requires.

If this representative is not accepted, we strongly urge all members to take on an anti-war path to this confrontation.

Gematrian forces should chose to defend the country rather than attack another one.. especially during "the next 6 hours".
War is not an option.

Chief Nagura

From Gemetria's Air Traffic Control Tower, a modified F117A can be seen approaching escourted by twenty four MIG 28's, sixteen F16 Tomcats, twelve BlackHawks, and fourteen armoured AH64 Apache attack helicopters.
The High Priest and Honour Gaurd disembark from the Thunderhawk variant F117A stealth fighter, a terrifying combination of speed and firepower. The High Priest can be seen in gold, yellow, black and white armour with what appears to be a visor convering his eyes. He appears to be carrying only one weapon: an Onyx Longsword which seems to hum and emanate a strange unearthly hue.
He proceeds with awesome presence from the landing strip to the control tower.
Gemeterian Gaurds stand on duty motionless as he approaches.
Walking straight past the guards, the High Priest speaks once.

Inform Preator Vail I have arrived and that Infernus will be joining me in one hour.

The Honour Guard follow close behind making note of tactical escape routes should the High Priests' position become compromised.

The Honour Guard Sergeant approaches the High Priest:

My Lord, Redeption Squadran are in position over MrPopo's Capital city. Avaiation fuel bombs are primed. Squadran Terminus stand ready with Napalm. Stealth capability on all squadrans has been confirmed.

The High Priest turns and replies:

Inform Squadron Redeption to stand-by. I shall co-ordinate the offensive personally thorugh my neural uplink. Inform The Nighthawks to scramble and form a defensive perimeter around the Monastry Prime.

Your will my Lord.

The Sergeant can be seen activating a wrist-comlink. The High Priest turns to the Sergeant.

Orders confirmed. Re-align CARBAN one, two, and three for triangulated targeting on MrPopo's Air, Naval, and Military bases. GPRS guided Exocet and Cruise missles to be targeted on hospitals, schools, and any other major civilian targets deemed worthy of purification.

Each of the Honour Guard unsheathe their swords and form a ceremonial defensive formation around the High Priest, their white and gold armour glinting in the early morning light of Gemetria. From the runway, the F117A can be heared powering down it's turbines to standby as the escourt remain in formation overhead.

In an unofficial pres release from Carbanousa, it has been rumoured that if Checkers McDog suffers 35% or more casualities, Carbanousa will strike regardless of the coalition terms.

The stratgies and weapons to be used are undisclosed and it is thought that the the High Priest is personally commanding the operation which has now been code named: Liberati.

Upon seeing that the Popoian fleet is attacking McDog from the coastline, and with the knowledge that Redundancia borders the same sea, the benevolent despot has ordered a large portion of his military be moved towards the coastline in preparation for national defense.

The benevolent despot has also sent government delegate Chad Johnson to the conference led by Gemetria.

This telegram crossed the wires around the same time:

We must again insist that MrPopo cease the agression. The nation of Checkers McDog has not shown any aggression towards any other nation in this region. If MrPopo believes McDog is a threat to regional security, they would be wise to come up with better explanations than the generalizations coming from them thus far.

"Prince Popo, if these actions were not coming from a national leader, Gemetria would consider them petulent. While your actions do follow the word, if not the spirit of Gemetria's ultimatum, we must provide a futher caution: while we have stopped active troop transport, Gemetria already has 4 marine divisions and one Praetorian legion in the CMD capital (OOC: what is the name of this city?). If even one of our soldiers is killed, this will be seen as an act of aggression, and I will be force to return to my Senate for re-evaluation of this situation.

"And I don't recall suggesting that your troops stay in fortified beach-camps? I thought that I made it clear that the Coalition wants your troops entirely OUT of CMD. Your troops are to be withdrawn to international waters, 200nm off shore of CMD. You should see Gemetria as your friend in these matters, we are trying to sell the path of peace and non-violence to the members of this Coalition, but your actions are making this an increasingly 'hard-sell'.

"We propose that the summit be held in Antenora, a western city in Gemetria, south of Dis. The government of Boreal Tundra has already suggested that they would be interested in moderating these proceedings. Please, Prince Popo. Take our hand and let us help your nation and the nations of CMD and Azark find common ground and peace."

The Kether System's avatar faded out again.

Praetor Sucat rose from his chair,

"Grav, Chad Johnson. Welcome to Gemetria. Please, we have a seat ready for you." Sucat swept a hand in the direction of an empty chair.

"We have much to discuss"

[Across all braodcasting frequencies the following is echoed from the Carbanousan High Priests Carrier signal...]

You should see Gemetria as your friend in these matters, we are trying to sell the path of peace and non-violence to the members of this Coalition, but your actions are making this an increasingly 'hard-sell'.


Let it be known that my patience is now being tested to its fullest extent. I have dispatched three Division of Veteran Seraphs and 1 Division of my Elite Archangel's to advance on MrPopo via arial deployment strategies under the protection of Carban one, two, and three. Squdaran's Redeption and Terminus have confirmed GPRS targeting on the Princedom's capital and major medical facilities. Two battallions of Scorpion variant Black Eagle tanks are being accompanied by three battallions of Damnation variant Sherman Tanks and proceeding directly to the MrPopo. My Honour Guard and myself shall redevous at the Popian southern border with Oilers Fans. Negitiations for passage through Oilers Fans shall be considered irrelevant. Should Oilers Fans prohibit the advance of the Armoured Divisions, they shall be considered enemies of Checkers McDog and suffe the same fate as MrPopo.

I do not intend to be made a fool of MrPopo. Carbanousa is about to officially declare Holy War on MrPopo. Your next actions will matter greatly.

Praetor Sucat furrows his brow and stroked his greying beard.

"High Priest, a moment of your time, if you would..." The High Priest turned slightly away from the railings on the observation deck overlooking one of Dis's deep sea ports. The frosty sea splashed nearly more than half a kilometer below, and the wind buffeted the massive slick concrete walls that formed three sides of one mooring.

"Gemetria has been slightly concerned that your words are out of synch with what has been talked about at the council. While we find your zealous defence of CMD to be laudable, we are curious why you are risking your relationship with OF over this situation. Gemetria has officially taken the liberty of inviting OF's Gemetrian Ambassador to a meeting with our officials, to try to smooth over this incident, and attempt to negotiate Coalition passage through their country. We do not wish to make an Enemy out of OF, MrPopo is formidable enough.

"That brings me to my second concern, the numbers that you have been announcing are insufficient to penetrate MrPopo's mainland defenses. Five tank divisions, in our estimation, will be quickly neutralized be TOW system. We just wanted to be sure that you understand the scope of MrPopo's military... even Gemetria would be reluctant to besiege MrPopo, were we at war. Their army is sizable, and they do have the advantage of defense and logistics. Gemetria was only planning to target their forward army and navies, if conflict came.

"Please consider my words, High Priest."

"I have faith in our training and reinforcements of more than adequate size are being dispatched immediately. Relations were never at risk with Oilers Fans as we percieved no threat or opposition.

Since you have taken the lliberty of inviting a Delegate from the concerned Nation, it may be prudent to try and enforce a Naval stockade against MrPopo, for which Oilers Fans would be of great benefit.

On this occaision, I agree to your terms. We applaud your dedication to democracy Gemetria. This has not gone unnoticed.

Bear with me. I shall return shortly.

The High Priest walks out of the obersvation suite and outside the main building toward the modified F117A. It's engines can be heared being given a additional power as the turbines reach their crescendo.

Without warning, the Jet performs VTO, and is travelling at maximum sub-sonic speed toward Cabnousa. At minimum safe distance the Jet slams to MACH 7.5 before engaging stealth capabilities.

The Honour Guard have seemingly disappeared.

*as the last of the bombs and missiles explode in Checkers McDog (apart from int he capital city - which those aimed missiles were stopped before hitting charlie. The missiles themselves were impossible to reprogram their trajectories, and therefor were just disengaged in midair, crashing to the countryside or city scape it was over below, creating massive craters and explosions. Thousands of innocent people are presumed dead from this deactivation alone.) the prince sighs and sips his coffee for the morning.*

"get me contact with Gemetria"

*The com boards light up as a early and tired Prince awaits the waking of a gemetrian government official to discuss peace terms. As the com flickers and the minister from Gemetria comes into view...the prince, very calmly and half awake...*

"The last of our missiles and bombs have exploded or have been dropped and dudded. You know, a lot of innocent civilians lost their lives today because you wouldn't let us at least attempt to end this war in a civil manner. And as far as the beach troops are concerned, you did mention (read above) that you would submit to my troops NOT leaving the nation. But since you changed your mind, we have removed all our military presence from the nation directly. We do have ships offshore of the nation, and those will remain until it is decided what to do with the situation. May I remind you the urgency of this matter being solved swiftly and decisively. MrPopoan, heck, the worlds military prowess is at stake here. Now I don't personally know if its just some sick demonstration of power against nations, or some perverted armageddon fantasy, or hell some global demonstration of the need to disarm our worlds military machine that prompted the nation of McDog to play this game with our toys of mass destruction. But I've sent you and your allies more than sufficient evidence for the cause. And I hope while you do continue to occupy the capital of McDog that you do investigate further the claims I have made, as it is the only centre of communication that I have not hit - causing the deaths of tens of thousands of innocents. I personally will have no problem with you literally occupying the nation and would support it whole heartedly if that was your wish so long as the eyes were removed from the devil herself.

And if I were you I'd keep your lapdog rogue nation Carbanousa off of my back. I have recieved several very disturbing transmissions from their nation with a direct threat against our homecountry. And I would not be pleased to see that my armistice didn't go returned. It would not look good to the world to see that I have kept the peace, and you proceeded to stab my nation in the back. I would have no choice but to strike at the heart of every nation who was involved, and you of all nations know I have the power and capacity to do it. Give peace a chance you say? Perhaps you and your allies should listen to your own words. I was not pleased at all by this communication from Carbanousa...."

*sips coffee*

"In essence, I have complied to your requests. In turn, I expect you to keep your end and hurry along the proceedings to assign investigators and police into the country that tried to wipe out the northlands of the region. And to submit to your own terms of peace.

The enemy must be stopped. By any means neccessary. As for Azark, I'm sure I can handle this situation diplomatically. Please do not feel the need to further press this issue. While our forces have control of the former bilberburg it is not neccessary for us to request any further assistance than from the culprit who attempted to do the world harm. Good day. Now if you don't mind I have a country to run..."

*screen fades to black*

Word of the communication between MrPopo and Gemetria reaches the benevolent despot via Mr. Johnson.

We find it incredible that, not only has the nation of MrPopo slaughtered millions of innocents, they are blaming it on Gemetria. We also find it laughable that the Princedom used the words "civil" and "war" together--the benevolent despot is reminded of a Guns & Roses song.

Redundancia has decided to officially ally itself with Gemetria in this conflict.

Mr Johnson and Praetor Sucat stride through the halls of the Winter Senate, with twelve Praetorians in tow.

"Mr. Johnson, we are not at all surprised that MrPopo would try to assign Gemetria the blame in this situation. Blame everyone but yourself, this is one of the first lessons of spin. And spin is a crucial part of any war. They know this, and we know this. But we think that the world will realize the shallow nature of his claims, so we are going to be silent on these matters, and get our foreign media contacts to play it as “taking the high road”.

"I think that the more prudent question is why did he attack at all? What did he hope to gain? Certainly he had to realize that the rest of the world would not stand idly by as an innocent nation was attacked. Following the money generally leads to the reason, but as of yet nothing presents itself. It would almost make me believe their story, but for the fact that Gemetria has seen no indication of it, and we find it hard to believe that something as large and organized as this "Janus" could exist with out us catching a glimpse of it. We need to remain vigilant, and try to not get lead by the horns.

"Carbanousa's actions are worrying us as well. They are acting outside of the desires of the Coalition, and I think that we must keep an close eye on their actions. We have no desire to be drawn into besieging MrPopo. But for right now we must concentrate on investigating MrPopo's claims. We have sent an official note to Boreal Tundra asking them to lead the investigation. My nation will also provide inspectors and security forces to facilitate these inquiries.

"After you, mind the step..."

The Praetor and Mr. Johnson stepped through a pair of massive wood doors, onto the stage in a large hall with domed ceilings. Cameras flashed, reporters surged forward, and Gemetrian officials stood around a table with a piece of paper and a pen.

"Oh, and I almost forgot: Welcome to the Coalition, honored Ally."

The Praetor smiled broadly from the wings as Mr. Johnson walked across the stage.

[The scene - a foreboding open Ebony corridor light by UV Flourescent tubes.
At the end of the corridor is a vestibule with an audience chamber.
CAIN, the Carbanousan Artificail Intelligence Netoworks Avataar, is projected via holo-emitters.
The Hight Priest approaches the projection, an image of an Angel, and stands facing the image.
The Honour Gaurd form a defence outside the vestibule and lower their heads.
The voice from the projection sounds androgenous]

Your actions today once again bring into question the validity of your appointment High Priest. It has not gone without much deliberation within the High Council of Seers.

The High Priest tries to interrupt but is silenced

Do not presume to interrput me. The High Priest you may be, but still a servant of Carban you are. You are aware of the teachings and the plight of our people long before your lineage was even concieved.

It is the will of The Seers that you continue in your present appointment as your actions, to this point, have been exempliary. However, you will be monitored through your uplink by Far-Seer Xuigos until further notice.

Your actions are to be catalogued and analysed by the psyche-directorate. Evaluation may lead to a full psyche-evaluation and withdrawal from active duty.

Speak.

The High Priest remains motionless contemplating.

"There was no intention to strike my Liege. From analysis of the Popian situation it was a logical progression to position strike forces in the hope to achieve cessation of hostilities toward the Nation Checkers McDog. In my opinion, the strategy has resolved successfully as I am sure that you are monitoring the situation yourself."

Be that as it may, your neglect in consultation of The Seer Council was in direct violation of our scriptures. You may have thought time was of the essence, and in that, we shall review this case with a degree of leniency.

The High Priest bows

Return to Gemetria. You will be accompanied by a detachment of Seer Elites should your actions be questioned. I percieve no intention to do so following simulations using the Gemetrian Legal framework but your actions were in contravention of the alliance.

"I shall make ready my departure."

The Seer Elites will rendevous with your Honour Gaurd at the landing zone. Your mode of transport will be adapted to suit the additional passengers.

The High Priest bows and swirls to his feet his cloak billowing as he moves from the audience chamber to the exit at the back of the corridor. The Honour Gaurd follow behind.

To the Prince of MrPopo;

The inability to reprogram your missles in flight is disturbing. We have reason to believe these civilian casualties are no accident, and we demand a full investigation by members of this coalition into your latest actions which could be grounds for war crimes. What would the technologically advanced nation of MrPopo be doing with missle that have sub-par navigation control? What if those missles had been heading to a very important target, such as your own home, what would you do then? Perhaps you should rethink your airstrike capabilities... or let in a team to investigate.

Gemetria's Ambassador in Checkers, the lovely Quaestor Richmonds opened the door to her chambers to allow in a CMD diplomat into the room. Q. Richmonds' Lictor was busy tidying up the ante-room; Q. Richmonds was notoriously messy, especially not that the embassy had its defenses up and blast shields down.

“I am sorry, I did not catch your name, Mister..?” Flawless Checkersian with a slight exotic hint.

“A pleasure, Mr. Nabakan, welcome to my office. The embassy is a little untidy today. We are quartering an increased number of Praetorians today. All this fuss over little old me, how embarrassing of the State. She spoils me, She really does…” The ends of her blue robes trailed in a pile of papers that the Quaestor daintily picked herself over the mess.

“Anyhow, I asked you here today to go over a proposal from my government. Two bits of business, we would like to ask you whether we can secure a 8 year lease for this land (OOC: pointing to a map on the table, it is a 50 square kilometer block of land near the Hyxos border, on the bay) for the establishment of a Gemetrian Military base. We wish to establish a port there, and this will promise increase security for your people, and a shot in the arm for the local economy. It will also help solidify what I predict will be a wonderful economical and cultural alliance between our peoples. Especially after the nasty blow that the region took while fighting MrPopo’s army there. Really quite shameful, such a senseless waste of life.

“The second bit is to assure MrPopo of the security of your nation. Gemetria would like to assign a security force of between 30,000 and 65,000 paramilitaries to work with your local police forces during these exceptionally difficult times. We can assure you that these paramilitaries are here to work with your legal system, and are not authorized to act without the expressed go-ahead from your officials. Their main purpose is simply to observe and reassure the Prince that ‘Yes, Gemetria has the situation under control’ and ‘No, evidence is not slipping away’ during the investigations and negations. They will be gone when this whole misunderstanding is cleaned up.

“We understand that you will need to bring this up with your Prime Ministress and Parliament. I have the both contracts right here, waiting to be signed, please be a dear and let me know when you decide. Lloyd will show you out, Mr. Nabakan, have a wonderful day.”

Both contracts have been signed by the Prime Ministress. The government of Checkers McDog recognize that Gemetria is trying to repair it's reputation in the international community, and we appreciate all they have done, and are continuing to do, to help our nation in it's time of need.