Embargo of Gholgoth and its nations = MT

[Schultaria Prime]

The Eastern Gothic Ocean / Tyrrhenian Oceanic Demarcation Line: 3,000 km east of Yohannes


Sea Tern, Sea Tern, this is Stygere - currently have you on visual. We're heading southeast, will maintain separation of at least 150 kilometers once we're in the freight lanes, over."

Despite long hours and rough seas, it had been a mercifully quick trip for the SSS Stygere and her crew. Though the freighter had made it to Yohannes ahead of schedule, it was small comfort to everyone on board. Mail and news from the radio only brought misery and ulcers as threats and restrictions to oceangoing traffic strangled the ship's livelihood. Friends and family wrote constantly - fearful and worried about their loved ones as they sailed from port to port. The reality of the embargo, however, still felt distant... foreign. It just felt like too much effort for no reward.

"Tyr-CON, Tyr-CON, this is Stygere - request priority transit on navmark lane six-four decimal niner heading eastbound."

"Roger Stygere, this is Tyr-CON. Priority lane request approved. Travel heading one-four-three until you approach the navmark beacon, over."

As the half kilometer, half-million ton, freighter steamed towards the Mediterranica Continent of Tyrrhenia, none of the sailors on board really cared about the political games being played. Many, like Captain Shields, wanted to finish their run, and steam back to the sodium-fueled glow and glimmer of Tarannu. Or, maybe, some time among the warm winds of the Drakonian shallows. No one really thought the Aerosalians or Ordernites would be willing to risk an all out war over a civilian cargo ship, especially one as benign as theirs. The manifest wasn't even all that exciting - Yohannesian Steel, Parthian Figs, Crimm Machine Tools, and Schultarian Cider - destined for anonymous buyers in Tyrrhenia.

Dawn was beginning to break over the horizon when the Stygere sounded its TCAS alarm. There was traffic in the lanes, approaching quickly and not responding to any communications. Groggy from the night, Captain Shields stumbled up the four flights of stairs from his wardroom to the bridge. Even before his senses had fully returned to his still waking body, the flags being flown by the oncoming ships told him all he needed to know.

"Oh God DAMN IT!"

[Aerosalia]

Maritime area near Minnysota

It was truly a spectacular sight.

An observable panorama of melodramatic significance embraced from the sky, observers looking through the closest satellites above would have seen the assembly of assorted vessels of the Aerosalian United States Navy currently crossing across the high seas water, led by the Ford class USN 'Aerosalia' aircraft carrier of the navy; led by her captain, Captain-of-the-Navy Max Barry.

They were close.

They were truly close to the southern ocean of Gholgoth, almost reaching the maritime surrounding of the Gholgoth nation of Minnysota. Time was of the essence. For the Aerosalian Navy to inflict unbearable damage upon the enemy task force, they must know where the enemy is, understandably.

And with that, immediately various area search on active radars of the Aerosalian fleet's operable and on-the-sky reconnaissance aircraft numbering three the most at any one single time were utilised to detect passive and receiving signal from the opposing fleets.

Meanwhile, maritime identification satellite of the United States, a satellite model comparable to any other oceanic radar satellite systems of foreign nation-states, were utilising their radar to identify opposing vessels from the low orbit. Unfortunately, and due to the low military budget of the Aerosalian Armed Forces, Aerosalia's oceanic radar satellite systems does not have the capacity to identify opposing, hostile vessels and formations accurately.

Therefore, an innocent civilian cruising ship may be mistaken for a destroyer, or even a small helicopter carrier.

[Bone Fort]

From Bone Fort Central Command

To the nations of Gholgoth:

We have read all of the threats you have sent to us. We are not afraid. You threaten us with death. We offer you a fate worse than death in exchange. You threaten us with gargantuan battleships. While we don't have any battleships of our own that match yours in size, we do have other powerful weapons to compensate.

You responded to our embargo with a condescending sense of invincibility and superiority. Such haughty attitudes have ever stopped the bullet from a gun. You think you can roll over us with ease. We will show you just how mistaken you are.

A storm is coming. We are ready. Are you?

[Crimmond]

Stepping onto the deck of a ship was a wonderful feeling. Empress Ursala Mobuto made it a point to enjoy the feeling as she strode across the deck. She was a Navy woman through and through... served on a dozen ships and commanded four of them. She still wore her uniform on days like this, though without any rank insignia or medals as she was technically retired so that she could serve as Empress. By her order there was no grand fanfare, no dress uniforms, no band... just Fleet Admiral Chapman in his duty uniform. "John, good to see you... tell me, what do you make of this group?" She asked, as he fell into step with her.

"They're a motley group, Ursala. For another region, it might even be a frightening group... but not for Gholgoth. I just read a communique from Azrael. He's got the verbal touch of his father. Basically told them to turn around or never see home again." he answered as they climbed a stairway. "Our patrolling fleets have responded to their new orders and are moving to the outer Gholgothic waters. There's no doubt that with just our fleet and Azrael's, we could break any blockade they attempt. I've never even heard of half the nations facing us, to be honest... they must be wanting to make a name for themselves, I suppose."

"Famous is one thing going up against Gholgoth will make you. Though the name New Spartha isn't remembered by anyone from that nation." Ursala smirked. That was true... because that nation didn't exist anymore. Azrael's father, Damien, had seen to that. They stepped into the command and control center of the ship. "Send word to the fleet that the flagship will be casting off at the earliest opportunity." She watched as the crew moved around her and touched the controls of the computer tank in front of her and the light over a camera winked on. She drew herself up and began her address to her soon to be opponents.

"I am Empress Ursala Mobuto, ruler of the Empire of Crimmond and Gothic Lord... and representative of the Gholgoth Alliance in the World Assembly." She smirks. If this Kennedy wanted to bring that body into this, she would oblige him. "I would advise all nations taking part in this embargo to rethink what you are doing. I command one of the largest wolfpacks in the world. Thousands of attack submarines... dozens of carriers, hundreds of cruisers, frigates and other vessels. The Empire is able to conduct blockades of whole nations on our own. What hope do you have of defeating me on the high seas?

"Yes, I said 'me'. I am standing on the bridge of the CSS Empire II. And from this bridge I will personally conduct this operation and will break any attempt at blockade of or incursion into Gholgothic waters. You have raised the ire of several Gothic Lords, but you have made the foolish mistake of challenging us on the seas... my domain. The waters of Gholgoth are under the protection of the Empire of Crimmond and I will personally lead Gholgoth in their defense.

"I somehow doubt my words are swaying you, though. So, I give you one word of advice... it's actually a motto our first Emperor created and one we follow to this day. 'To have mercy upon an enemy is to always have an enemy. Let not one survive.' Those are words I live by. Turn back now, or I shall sink every ship that dares cross Gholgoth... and then I will use my own fleet to blockade your nations and choke the life from your economies, one by one. I will bomb your cities into dust. I will make refugees of your people.

There will be no further communication on my part, President Kennedy. Posturing is for the weak, attempting to make themselves appear frightening. I only tell you what your options are. You can turn back now and this will be forgotten, or you can continue and doom all your nations." She touches a control and the recording halts.

"Transmit uncoded. I want everyone to see that." She says to a Leutnant nearby. Then turns to Chapman. "Inform Minister Hartman that I am not rattling my saber... convey to him and Azrael that the Empire is weary of upstarts thinking they are equal to Gholgoth and that it might just be time for examples to be set."

[Imeriata]

Official communiqué from the absolute royal federation of Imeriata and her realms

From: His lordship Edward auf stjärnhelm speaker of the Royal Foreign relation advisory, Lord of Anderberga, and official herald of his royal highness, may his name forever be sung in glory, to all territories and nations outside our most blessed borders.
To: Prince elective James Kennedy
Regarding: Embargo of Gholgoth
Encrypted:YES

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y dear sir, I am writing to you on the behalf of his royal highness, may his dominions shine with glory and wealth, regarding your attempt to blockade the entire region of Gholgoth, on your own, with a very small army who's numbers would make people laugh in most parts of midgrad. However despite this have you gone through with your, maybe insane, plan with a spirit that is nothing short of admirable and worthy of song and saga that even the heroes of old would be impressed over.

For this reason alone have we decided to offer your aid in the coming storm would you face your foes in glorious combat and I have been authorised to provide you with the protection of three federal field armies on your shores to protect your lands would the glory of combat spread over your dominion.

Die well!

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Signed and approved by:
His royal Highness Oskar rex stjänkhrone II by the grace of the gods high king of the absolute royal federation and divinely appointed ruler and unifier of the Scandinavian race, the descendant of the first Imerian high kings especially and foremost Emanuel the first, Son of Primus the XIIIth, the son of Emanuel the VIIth, the son of Gustav the IInd, the son of Anders the IIId, the son of Emanuel the VI, the carrier of the royal sword first carried by the demigod Belrion son of Bel, vanquisher of evil, Tamer of the mighty dragon Katla and Crackle, Slayer of the dragon Harimir, Gardark and Salram, the defender of all inferior species and destined ruler of man, the protector of the federal crown jewels, the holder of the sword of Halmir and carrier of the enlightened torch of civilisation, vanquisher of communism, socialism, syndicalism and national socialism and patriarch of the noble house auf stjänkhrone, carrier of better and more important titles than the space Russians as well as the protector of the free city states of al-Jzr al-Khḑrā as well as defender of Hungary and her regions and the realms as king of Imeriata and as such the defender and autocrat of Söderlandet, Norderlandet, Aster öarna, Vast öarna, Sydvedian, Storfloden and the river king, king of Vedian and the duke protector of Ostmark, Millanmark and Vastermark, king of Erathia and as that the duke of Ankea metsä and ruler of the thousand lakes, the lord and defender of lännenfilmi ajaa vapaalla and pohjoinen kallio, over the ancient rivers river, from the ancient mountains mountain king of Karmanjaka, king of Northern Taranakan, king of Chanjing, and king of Andervel but also the righteous and lawful king of New felandia and the king emperor of Dajing, the duke of Sydvinland, Northern Venezue and Sthalinge, The Shah of the crown states of al-Jzr al-Khḑrā and the Padishah of all of al-Jzr al-Khḑrā, The lord regent of the colony of Nova Imeriata, Imerian Africa, Angland, the two peninsulas of Tvaude and of Somalmark, The Grand duke of Saderland, The prince of Isarna, Salmo, judeheim and the baron of Gustavsland and Sjöland, Khan of Salonia, Tsar of Nordomark, Sultan king of Ramir, the Emir of Sandland and Jarl of Salywa and the free city of Rickasborg and Styrfastning, defender and lord of the city of Arkham and Sirmera, and further more the ruler of the federal terretories of Vastermark and the northern iceplains, the high lord of Kalmer, Salmoborg and Gaseborg, Lord of the countless cities and lands under his most blessed and righteous rule, the lord defender of Imerbürg, Coparborg, Vesiki, Sjöborg, Afrikas fastning, Erikasborg, Nova Imerbürg, Wein, Udeborg, Angborg, Ambir, Nya Landborg, Nymarksborg, Sorgerstad, Anderborg, Nordanstad, Kängruborg, Sthalstad, Kängruborg, Judeborg, Moskstad, Daji, Sajing, Ademarksborg, Salem, Söderhamn, Öborga, Dragograd, Gapur, Bor-zut and Táibĕi but as well the Enlightened Emperor of Nicksyllvania and as such the King of Leazus, Emperor of Helman, Grand Prince of Zeth, Emperor of Japan, Emperor of Jungria, Duke and king of Hornet-Kereburos, Despot of the Great North, Grand Duke of the Western Badlands, Master of the Southern Marshes, and the king of Dragkon and the wielder of the Holy Swords, the Demon Sword Kaos, the Holy Sword Nikkou, and the Greatsword of the Empire, Nickiller, Great Protector of the Helman Wall and Majino Line, also by the right of his birth high marshal of the royal guard and the Imperial commander of the Imperial nicksyllvanian army, the grand commander of the federal order of the golden sword and the Nicksyllvanian order, the knight commander of the order of the golden cross and the order of Africa, the lord commander of the colonial order, the high commander of the federal order of the silver rose and the order of Scandera, the Taranakan order and the Order of Vinland may his reign last until the end of time and may the empire and federation he rules stand even through the flames of the endtimes to protect all of his royal highness subjects.

[Ikruchystan]

Official Communique of the Ikruvoni Sendikaseri

It has come to the attention of the Ikruvoni Sendikaseri that a coalition of imperialist, warmongering, and reactionary nations, led by the sovereign entity known as Aerosalia, has attempted to promulgate and enforce an illegal and illegitimate embargo upon the nations of Gholgoth in what can only be described as a gross violation of national sovereignty and international law.

The Neu-Model Army, pride and joy of the Vojzhimat, with 30 million men at its disposal, is able and willing to defend the territorial sovereignty of all Gothic nations, territories, colonies, and overseas dependencies. Unless the Aerosalian coalition immediately ceases and desists, we shall not hesitate to put the aforementioned forces to use in direct, military action against the embargo.

[Tauh Rhian]

To those whom it may concern, but most especially James Kennedy, President of Aerosalia does Her Highness the Emira Aria ibna-Seyefa bids Greeting: May Azzandara the Uncreated Creator grant you wisdom.

Dear sir,

I should like to point out that you appear to have made an important error in the terminology you are using. You have proclaimed an embargo upon Gholgoth, which is probably a good idea; I too will proclaim one.

Let there be an embargo upon Gholgoth.

You will notice how I have not had to dispatch any warships nor armies (neither of which I have); because an embargo is merely a refusal to trade. What you are proposing is a blockade of Gholgoth, which is pointless even assuming that they fall down upon being breathed upon because their territory is so much vaster than yours that you could never enforce it effectively. They can simply go around you.

Best of luck with your blockade,
Emira Aria ibna-Seyefa

P.S. If you want to pack your cultural treasures and poetry up and send them to us, for safekeeping, feel free.

[Daemyrs]

INCOMING TRANSMISSION-ENCRYPTED

The Unified States of Daemyrs wishes to pledge its support to the nations of Gholgoth. Behind us are our allies of Sahayla and Drakeshold, and possibly members of the Verkhoyansk Treaty. Back down immediately. You have been warned. The combined forces of the pro-Gholgothan forces could wipe your stain of a nation off the face of our planet.


Secretary of Defense David Barnett

CONNECTION TERMINATED

[Lubyak]

Erota, Dominion of the Lubyak
Governor's Cabinet

<<You can not be serious...>>¹ Governor-General Lukas Alexandrov said as he massaged his head, looking down at the paper in front of him. The World Assembly had passed condemnation after condemnation of the various nations of Gholgoth; names that were written in the histories of the world with trepidation, and who's every subtle actions dwelled upon the minds of international scholars around the globe. The condemnations had almost become expected; the Dh'arconian Empire of Milograd had received its second condemnation from the offices and halls of the World Assembly, and that had scarcely elicited a small article in the Celestial Chronicle.

So, when the urgent message had been raced to his office declaring that a nation--and not even a nation that was a great power. When the first messaged had come in, it had simply been titled 'USA Declares Embargo on Gholgoth', and he had feared that it was the United State of Allanea who had launced an embarg, and that a war to end all wars was about to erupt: a war that would rip the entire planet apart in conflict, and leave millions upon millions dead in the oceans, on battlefields, and in cities far from the front lines.

It was almost a relief when he had read deeper and realized that it was the United States of Aerosalia, a small nation of a mere five million people who had made such a bold declaration. Even then, he was ready to just dismiss it in the same line as the dozens of nations who regularly lined up to declare war on the great powers of the world, and then quickly fell into obscurity, but one thing made him stop, and actually look deeper into the situation.

The campaign was going. Nations were declaring sides, and even some of the largest powers had weighed in. The war that would erupt would not be the great one he had feared, but it would be severe nonetheless.

Glancing around the room, his eyes first turned to the Minister of the Treasury. <<Well?>> he asked. <<Could we support such an embargo?>>

<<No, Governor,>> a dark skinned man replied, shaking his head. <<We do far too much business with the nation of Yohannes, and several of our largest corporations utilize their banks and stock exchange. An embargo on the region as a whole would be disastrous.>>

<<Foreign Affairs?>> he asked, as his eyes travelled the room. The seat where Octavia would normally be sitting was currently occupied by her deputy, and the woman there was quick to answer.

<<If this nation succesfully withstands an invasion, then it is likely we will see some recession of Gothic--espescially Freekish--soft power. Fear is one of their great strengths, but it is in our interests to see this action suceed, and gain from being known as a ntion who supported the Aerosalians.>>

<<Very well,>> Alexandrov said, nodding his head. <<We will do this with some tact and reserve....>> he said.

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Official Communique from the Dominion of the Lubyak
Adressed to the United States of Aerosalia
Encryption:Diplomatic--Bastion

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On behalf of the Dominion of the Lubyak, and her represented peoples, the Office of the Governor-Geneal issues the following statement:

We of the Dominion of the Lubyak sympathize with your plight, and recognize the difficult of the situation you currently find yourself in. We also find ourselves deeply respectful of your national courage in choosing to stand against what you see as a great evil in this world, and while we sympathize with you in your actions, it is good to note that you have stretched your reach too far and your brush too wide, and have tarred the names of many a fine nation with the same accusations and assaults that only apply to a select few of the Gothic states.

As such, we can not join you in your embargo of the region of Gholgoth, and ask that you reconsider your sweeping blockade, in favor of a more limited and selective one that does not punish those who do not deserve it.

However, as of now, the Dominion of the Lubyak hereby garuntees your independence and sovereignity, as well as your territorial integrity. If the time comes where your homeland is to come under assault, then we are willing to help you defend it.

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Signed and approved,

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1: I use the <<....>> notion to show character speaking in Lubyan or their native tongue, instead of English. Statements given in standard "..." format, can be freely interpreted as being spoken in English.

[Armstrongs Landing]

Undetected from the time the Aerosalian fleet left port they were shadowed by three sleek, shadowy submarines of the JS Navy. The Hammerjaw, Barracudina, and Whalefish were specially kitted surveillance and intelligence gathering submarines, capable of extreme silence and deep diving. New to the fleet they were an adaption of the recently unveiled Orca class attack boats.

Commander Wood watched patiently as the ships pilot guided the Hammerjaw to periscope depth where he raised the photonic mast. It was the middle of the night as the fleet approached the Golgothan waters and the thermal imager showed clearly the signatures of hundreds of ships, a multiband antenna on the mast hungrily devoured all the radio communication passing back and forth between the ships, storing it for analysys when they returned to port.

The Barracudina was somewhere in advance of the fleet having sped ahead into Golgothan waters to observe their reaction, as the blockade force approached though it would be setting back out to sea to rendezvous with the Hammerjaw.

Deep beneath the Aerosalian ships, the Whalefish coasted below the deep sea channel undetectable by active and passive sonar, trailing its towed passive array, logging hours of acoustic signatures that could be used to identify each type of ship in the fleet.

[Borman Empire]

stuff

Official Imperial Statement:

lol

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Official Imperial Communique:
To: Asacia
cc: Kingdom of Phoenixia, Gholghoth Member Nations
From: Chancellor Licinius

I’m instructing you to immediately withdraw your declaration of war upon the Kingdom of Phoenixia, apologize for you actions, and offer them monetary compensation for any expenses resulting from mobilization. We’re dispatching the 11th and 12th Imperial Fleets immediately to protect their territorial waters.

Further, I’m informing you that if you attempt to enforce a blockade upon Gholgoth, or any nation within Gholgoth, we will sink every single ship you have. We will also keep track of the dollar amount of every shell, round, missile, and munition fired in doing so. Then, we’ll come to your country and slaughter one person for every dollar expended in sinking your navy. Those attempting to stop us, such as soldiers or armed citizens, will not be credited toward the number of people that must die as punishment for your actions. We will also enslave an equal number of your people.

We’ll probably annex your entire nation while we’re there, but we’re not yet sure about that.

Sincerely,
Chancellor Licinius

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Official Imperial Communique:
To: Bone Fort
cc: Gholghoth Member Nations
From: Chancellor Licinius

Please withdraw your comments and apologize before we’re forced to rape your women, enslave your men, and torture your children.

Sincerely,
Chancellor Licinius

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Official Imperial Communique:
To: United World Order
cc: Gholghoth Member Nations
From: Chancellor Licinius

Intelligence indicates that you are mobilizing your ships in an effort to send them here and blockade Gholgoth. Stop.

Sincerely,
Chancellor Licinius

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Official Imperial Communique:
To: Miskito Coast
From: Chancellor Licinius

It has recently come to my attention that the impending conflict poses significant indirect damage to your nation and your people. You have done nothing to deserve this, and The Empire would not like to see further suffering among your people. Emperor Bhalk has instructed me to wire your lead humanitarian agency, SOLIDARITY I believe, $1,000,000,000 to continue your humanitarian practices. Additionally, we will be dispatching 3 aircraft carriers and a small protective fleet to your nation. While they certainly can and will provide defense, their value to you is in the onboard hospitals, water filtration systems, teams of doctors and engineers, and stores of food and water they’ll be delivering to your people. I can only hope that this conflict does not harm your innocent nation.

Sincerely,
Chancellor Licinius

[United World Order]

Offical Message To The Borman Empire or whatever it's called
Subject: I don't care.
Encryption: OPEN

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No.
sincerely signed,
Some foreign office aid who was plauged with answering this communique.
Bob.

[European Prussia]

European Prussia

Reports are streaming from the Intelligence Service of European Prussia. His Royal Highness,The Reichkanzler,the heir-apparent in in temporary-command of the country as the His Majesty,The Konig is unwell. Many are astounded on why they choose to attack Gholgoth, a region that might succumb them to their knees. Daily,the news is about the on going conflict on the war situation and being an observer nation,the Kingdom watches and observe.

In the Imperial Palace,the Reichkanzler was eating his breakfast and while doing so,Director of Intelligence,Konrad Ardauer accompanied by the Reichminister, Heinrich Schultz came to meet the Reichkanzler with haste. The men came in nearly storming the door and surprising the Reichkanzler itself who was sipping his coffee slowly.

HRH:"Konrad,Heinrich,it better be good your here damn early as well came in with a shock which you nearly surprised me."

Konrad:Your Majesty,you wouldn't believe this but a few nations are attacking Gholgoth. You do know Yohannes is there right sir?"

HRH:Yes I do,what are they thinking"

Konrad:One of those is a small nation my lord,insignificant to say at least.

Reichkanzler:What is the current situation now"

Konrad:"They have launched their armada of ships steaming towards Gholgoth while a few nations are sending their ships to intercept the attackers"

Reichkanzler:"Orders,my lord?"

HRH:"Assemble all the minister,all of them as well as members of the parliament. Emergency meeting,code Yellow. Meeting at 1300hrs today in the Reichstag"

Konrad & Reichminister:"Yes my Lord."

The two men rushed from the Imperial Palace to the Ministry of Defence office and signal all the staffmembers to inform the military the nation's on yellow alert and orders are send to ministers and members of parliament to assemble in Berlin for an emergency meeting.

[Akimonad]

Somewhere in international waters

The AMS Skua's engines had been repaired and the ship was now underway, headed towards Gholgoth.

"How far until we reach the regional waters?" the captain asked.

"100 nautical miles," the XO replied. "And when you asked a minute ago, it was 101 nautical miles. Do you mind not asking every minute?"

"Don't sass back with me," the captain scolded. "How far now?"

"Jesus fucking Christ, you're like my son in the car," the XO said, storming out of the bridge.

"Oh, going for tea, eh? Get me some too!" the captain called after the XO. "ENSIGN!" he then barked, scaring the crap out of some poor junior officer, "What are the status of our armoured box launchers?"

"Uh, er, I, uh, good, I think," the ensign responded.

"You think, or you know?"

"I... think."

"FIRE A TEST MISSILE THEN!" the captain barked.

"At... what?"

"Doesn't matter. DO IT!"

"Yes... sir."

Within moments, one of the box launchers lifted up, but not all the way. A missile shot out of it, and immediately curved left, crashing into superstructure and breaking into pieces without exploding.

"A successful test!" the captain exclaimed, beaming.

The ensign was mortified. "It failed completely..." he said.

"Oh, did it? I wasn't paying any attention. I'm afraid I've just been reading the paper."

"That paper is months old. You've had it since we set off."

"IT RELIEVES ME OF MY HOMESICKNESS, ALRIGHT? GET OFF MY BACK," the captain said, furiously unfolding the cooking and crafts section of the paper and plunging his head into it. "God, the shit I put up with," he mumbled.

[Vetalia]

OOC: Crimm, I'm going to RP some elements we never really hammered out specifically after the war so let me know if you think they're canon. Consider this kind of a reintroduction piece.

Vetalia City, Vetalia

Although the scars of the Civil War had mostly faded from the city and nation at large and indeed a period of prosperity had followed thanks to reconstruction efforts, the shadow of the past still loomed over Vetalia. The nation was entirely independent in appearance as well as de jure, and de facto in most internal matters, but for external affairs and other sensitive areas control was ultimately exerted by the various military advisers and civilian representatives of the Empire of Crimmond. No formal occupation forces remained but there was little reason for such a deterrent; the nation's military might had been proven time and again in combat and the devastation of Vetalia's weapons programs had easily stifled any remaining resistance.

Like every other day during the rainy season, the torrential downpour muted any noises heard inside of the Praetorial Palace. Newly refurbished in the years since the war at the Empire's expense, it was a beautiful yet streamlined example of Vetalian Art Deco architecture. The Praetor's own office had been particularly reworked and by any standard was a lavish testament to a resurgent Vetalian economy. Of course, many circulated rumors that the refurbishments had been a convenient way for Crimmond to more easily spy upon the Vetalians for any signs of discontent but given their position over the nation such speculation seemed fanciful at best. Regardless, it was time for the newest piece of foreign affairs legislation drafted by the Crimm advisors to be signed into law.

A brief peal of thunder rumbled as the Proconsul of State, head of the Proconsular Council and third highest official in the Vetalian government brought the text of the legislation to the Praetor's desk. He was, of course, accompanied by one of the Empire's advisers. Neatly bound in leather casing and printed on fine bond paper with the Seal of the Republic of Vetalia, it was indistinguishable from any of the dozens of documents that arrived on his desk each day. A rather melancholy Vetalian swing song played softly from the radio upon his credenza...such music seemed to always be popular during the rainy season.

Praetor Leonid Kedrov, leader of the nation since the end of the war, was hand-picked to lead the government due to his "clean" history of affiliation with pro-Gholgothic factions. He was also a child of the post-Vivicide era from a family unaffiliated with the Londinians or the Vetalian government of the era and had little affection for the period and his personality was docile, quiet and easily controlled albeit with a streak of honest charm and good-naturedness that made him widely liked by the Vetalian populace. He understood fully his role and followed it dutifully out of his sense of duty to the Vetalian people, albeit aided more by the bottle than anything else. He kept his behavior under control and under wraps but it was clear his position was a massive strain on the man. Sipping on the ever-present glass of wine and stubbing out his cigarette he picked up the elaborate gold-and-black fountain pen that had been in the possession of the Praetor's Office since the 1920's and thumbed through the legislation.

Not a word was said during the process, it was little more than a mechanical exercise.

The final page contained the "executive summary" of the legislation. Glancing it over and tapping the pen softly to ensure ink flow, he signed it and closed the portfolio. His assistant took it away

Republic of Vetalia

The Republic of Vetalia wishes to affirm its support of the Empire of Crimmond in its efforts to deter any threats to the freedom of trade of the Republic of Vetalia in particular and Gholgoth in general. The resources of our nation are fully in support of Gholgoth and its efforts and we will not hesitate to provide whatever assistance is needed to ensure this blockade is resolved, up to and including military action. We urge the parties imposing this blockade to withdraw and avoid further tensions.

By order of the Senate of Vetalia and approved by the Proconsular Council,

Praetor Leonid Kedrov

[Bone Fort]

From Bone Fort Central Command

To the Borman Empire:

We have read your demands and after many hours of deliberation (actually 30 seconds), have only this to say in response:

Come and make us.

We hope you stay true to your word and try to, as you said "rape your women, enslave your men, and torture your children". We look forward to your attempts, they're sure to provide much entertainment.

[Arkania 5]

TO: Bone Fort
FROM: The Vol-Nordic Ascendancy

Please, rethink your actions. Gholgoth hasn't been defeated since the beginning they were made, except for their civil wars. They have defeated many nations many times your size with ease. I would wager one Kraven superdreadnought would nuke your entire country, even with countermeasures. They would crush us as we would crush you.

A storm is coming, and YOU.

Are not prepared.

Die well.

[European Prussia]

That morning,scores of journalist came into the Imperial Palace in Schonberg while MP's from all over European Prussia are flying with haste towards the capital Berlin. The Reichkanzler addressed the press:

"On behalf on His Majesty,The King,I announce that this nation will remain neutral nation. Therefore,we shall not provide miltary aid to both factions,only humanitarian action such as medical assistance shall be given to both factions. We shall only go to war if we are provoke by either sides. We open our nation to be a venue for both sides to discuss and meet."

[Bone Fort]

TO: Bone Fort
FROM: The Vol-Nordic Ascendancy

Please, rethink your actions. Gholgoth hasn't been defeated since the beginning they were made, except for their civil wars. They have defeated many nations many times your size with ease. I would wager one Kraven superdreadnought would nuke your entire country, even with countermeasures. They would crush us as we would crush you.

A storm is coming, and YOU.

Are not prepared.

Die well.

From Bone Fort Central Command

To Arkania 5 and whomever else it may concern:

We have recieved your message, and unlike the one from the Borman Empire, we have actually spent time considering what you have said. We have only this to say in response:

We are not backing down. Come at us with all you got, be it army, superdreadnought, or even the devil himself. We openly acknowledge that, yes, a single superdreadnought could nuke our entire nation, and in all likelihood probably will at some point in the near future, if events continue to unfold the way they have been.

But we are not afraid. We here in the Armed Republic of Bone Fort are no strangers to nuclear fire and apocalyptic destruction. Here in the eldritch wastelands of Bone Fort, your numbers and technology are meaningless. In all probability your attempts to destroy us will awaken some dark monstrosity of an eldritch nature, which will proceed to unleash its unholy wrath upon your armies. All your efforts will amount to is millions of your own dead, perhaps more.

We know full well what we are getting into. We know all about your massive armies, your great fleets, and your supposedly-invincible superdreadnoughts. We know of your long history of war and conquest, and having never been beaten. But we do not think you fully understand what you are getting into.

So again, a storm is coming. We are ready. The question is, are you?

[United World Order]

UWONS Retribution , Berlina Naval Port Yard
August 24th, 2012

"Admiral Striker sir, it's time for deployment " a sailor said as Admiral Striker sat up in his chair from being bored as he saw some of the other ships moving towards the big blue sea beyond the Naval Yard. He had waited for this day to come and now it was time to sail out towards Gholgoth. The vessels of Strike Group Divine Lighting were prepared to sail and so were other strike groups in the Naval Port Yard. Strike groups from Mularia were awaiting on there strike groups to meet them on the edge of UWO Waters so they could sail as one towards Gholgoth. Admiral Striker if this was pulled off correctly could be one of the most famous Admirals in the United World Order. He could see it now on the newspapers across UWO ,Admiral Desmond Striker takes the fight to Gholgoth!. His only hope was that he actually made it back home and could see his rise of fame in his own eyes and not from the depths of his flag drapped coffin.

"Are the strike groups from Mularia out there?" Admiral Striker asked as the sailor handed him a report from ONCON field office in Mularia. He looked over it flipping pages and handed it back to the sailor.

"Good, make haste now. Lets get sailing already" Admiral Striker commented as he sat back in his armchair and took his glass of water and took a few sips before setting it back onto his cupholder and fixed his officer cap as he took a magazine from a nearby sailor and begun to read. After several more minutes the strike groups from the Naval Yard set sail for the edge of UWO waters. It was time for action against the beast named Gholgoth.

[Borman Empire]

“Is this serious?”

“I think so, Sir.”

Emperor Bhalk remained motionless for a minute before rubbing his eyes and reexamining the paperwork in front of him. Not only were these nations seriously working towards standing against the invincible Gholgoth, but several of them had actually talked back to Chancellor Licinius. It’s like they wanted to have their nations raped…

“What could they possibly hope to gain from this?”

“Well, the agitator seems to be concerned only with making a statement and well aware that they’ll be wiped from the face of the Earth. The other two, this bone thing in particular, actually seem to think they could win.”

“I’m entirely too sober for this conversation,” Bhalk said, extending his right hand into the air. The clock struck ten thirty AM as a Shooban slave poured a generous glass of scotch, quickly placing it into Bhalk’s outreached hand. “Our nation alone could beat all of these worms combined, but they hope to emerge victorious against The Empire, in addition to all of her allies in Gholgoth?”

“Yes.”

Bhalk sipped from the scotch as he silently returned to the intelligence reports in front of him.

Chancellor Licinius, who’d been enjoying brunch at the conference table, wiped his mouth before leaning forward and pulling out a piece of paper. “Sir, I find this message from the United World Order to be particularly offensive toward The Empire. The Bone Guys at least had someone with relevancy respond, albeit in a bating manner which will lead to their destruction, but they didn’t pass it off to some random ‘bob’ fucktard. The United World Order’s leader isn’t lofty enough to lick the dog shit off my used tires, but he is the highest ranking man there and should be responding to our message. Instead, Bob answered.”

“I’m not a child, Markis. Get to the point.”

“I’d like Bob tortured publicly and gruesomely once we invade, everyone in the foreign office tortured as well, and whoever their leader is should be punished severely for this. But I’d really like to see Bob tortured.”

“Haha, this Bob seems to have gotten under your skin. Very well, see to it that Bob is found and you personally can torture him.

“Now, it seems that thus far there are four main protagonists. Aerosalia themselves, aided by Asacia, Bone Fort, and United World Order. Belhorizon is sending a staggering twenty five million men, and Robotnik also placed an embargo on us. Unfortunately, none of these fucking retards seem to understand what an embargo actually is, so Robotnik might also be trying to enforce a blockade, we should presume the worst. The 11th and 12th Fleets are en route to the Kingdom of Phoenixia, correct?”

A gentlemen seated across from Licinius leaned forward, his naval brass loudly clanging together. “Yes sir. We can deploy more if need be.”

“That won’t be necessary. Let’s head to the enemy instead. I want numbers on their fleets before we park ours in their territorial waters. Mobilize half of the forces stationed at Cordensa, Manium, and Afmanistan and prepare an appropriate number of Invasion Dreadnaughts to transport them. Ready two fleets to deploy to each of the four main antagonists, prepare a ninth incase Robotnik tries anything cute. Deploy the 1st through 10th in defensive positions around Gholgoth. Understood?”

“Right away, Sir!”

“What do we know about Belhorizon?”

At this point an excited analyst spoke up. “I’ve done some number crunching, Sir. Belhorizon is roughly 3 billion souls, if they’re deploying twenty five million, that’s close to one hundred million with logistics included. They could only have about 15 million more combat troops, which would mean they don’t have any navy or air force. They obviously have both of those, which means they can’t have that many more military men at home. After we destroy their deployed forces, an invasion of their homeland will be met almost exclusively by drafted soldiers.”

“Excellent. I want you to work together and draft invasion plans for all six nations. Robotnik’s is of the lowest importance, but make one anyway.”

Bhalk picked up his glass of scotch and strode out of the conference room. Everyone remained in their seat until the door had closed behind the emperor, then they all leapt from their seats in a flurry and set about on their respective tasks.

Imperial Fleet Makeup:
(20) Borman Show Carrier
(40) Maddox Class Battleship
(30) WifeFucker Class cruiser
(30) Attila Class Destroyer
(20) Satan Class Frigate
(25) Stingray Class SSBN/SSGN
(20) Hammer-Head Class SSAN
And
(10) Bellum Class invasion dreadnaught

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From Bone Fort Central Command

To the Borman Empire:

We have read your demands and after many hours of deliberation (actually 30 seconds), have only this to say in response:

Come and make us.

We hope you stay true to your word and try to, as you said "rape your women, enslave your men, and torture your children". We look forward to your attempts, they're sure to provide much entertainment.

Official Imperial Communique:
To: Bone Fort Central Command
From: Chancellor Licinius

You do realize we employ more people in a logistical capacity for our air force than you have in the entirety of your nation, correct? We'll wipe the floor with you.

Sincerely,
Chancellor Licinius

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Offical Message To The Borman Empire or whatever it's called
Subject: I don't care.
Encryption: OPEN

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No.
sincerely signed,
Some foreign office aid who was plauged with answering this communique.
Bob.

Official Imperial Communique:
To: United World Order
From: Chancellor Licinius

Your foolish actions and brazen disrespect to your elders and superiors will result in the destruction of all you love. You've had your chance.

Sincerely,
Chancellor Licinius

[Maltropia]

International waters
Near the AMS Skua

The Maltropian fleets slowed as they approached neutral waters about Gholgoth. The warships of the 1^st, 4^th, 8^th, 12^th and 21^st fleets had approached from the east and, though they did not know it*, were now a mere thirty nautical miles away from the AMS Skua and closing. All the commanders knew was that there was an 80% chance any vessel they spotted now, if not a cargo ship, would be hostile.

The first unknown bleep on the radar sent the crew of the MNS Díoltas into a flurry of panic. The ship - a recon-geared Líofa-class recently transferred from the 3^rd Fleet - was significantly ahead of the rest of the fleet, and the appearance of what they naturally presumed to be a hostile vanguard was terrifying. Captain Carlson reacted with the same fear that had gripped the rest of the ship.

"Red alert! Battle stations! Evasive manoeuvres! Man the harpoons! Last orders! Call the Admiral! Smoke 'em if you got 'em!" At that moment, a wave swept the ship, and Carlson stumbled into his chair. The shock returned some of the sense that had made him Captain of this ship. "BELAY that order!" he yelled, startling the frenzied bridge staff, "Carry on full speed! Radio that ship and tell 'em get out of our way! Jays, lads, we'll go down fighting if we must, but let 'em know that!"

The radio operator, despite his incredibly severe nerves, picked up his mic, dropped it a few times, but eventually managed to speak into it quite creditably. "F-f-f-foreign vessel, this is the Maltropian Naval Ship Díoltas. We are the f-f-forerunner of an interventionist f-f-fleet, and, though we do not intend to f-f-f-f-fight unless f-fought we will defend ourselves viciously. Please identify yourselves and state whether friend or f-f-f-foe."

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*Maltropian radar is notoriously bad. It's been the premise of my involvement in several RPs so far.

[Kingdom of Phoenixia]

It was the second day on alarm as the first reports of importance are arriving. The Admiral was on deck to hear the news himself.
" The Coast of Kyrrusian coast is 20 Miles in the south. No movements so far."
" Inform the region on a open channel oh and from now we are sailing on passive radar. They should know that we are here not where we are."
" Aye Sir, what should we tell them ?"
" The truth. We are here to save our investments. Every Nation of Gholgoth may request our help for operations, be that act of wars or convoy protection, all we ask for that is the right to use their harbors to get new supplies. Also send every intelligence we get on a safe channel to all members of the region."
" Aye sir. Further orders ?"
" After confirmation we will sail to the Empire of Yohannes. We are ordered to save the invests and there are the most of our investments. We will wait there..."
" Sir News from AWAC 492-Black Omega. He got contact with a blockade fleet."
" Is this confirmed ?"
" Aye sir, weak signals but they are there. I would say one air carrier group if not more."
" Ok change of plans, if they don't answer until we have the clearance we will visit them. All Airwings on full alarm."
" Aye sir."
" And send the god damn messages."
" Yes sir."

to all Nations of Gholgoth:
This is a official communique of the Phoenixian Kingdom, we are on your side and are here to help. Should you need assistance on operations of all sorts feel free to ask. Also we ask for permission to use your ports and harbors to fill our supplies if needed.
A warning to all member of the blockade alliance, should you dare to attack our fleet there will be no hold back. Your fleet will be under fire until you surrendered or all attack ships lay on the ground of the ocean.
consider this your only warning.
Admiral Jens Lehmann, commander of the first Phoenixian Fleet

to unknown fleet near the coast of Minnysota:
This is a official warning of the Phoenixian Kingdom. You are accused to be part of the shameful Blockading Fleet. Identify yourself or turn around. Otherwise you will considered a hostile fleet and we will threaten you as such.
This is our first and only warning.
Admiral Jens Lehmann, commander of the first Phoenixian Fleet

[Sassinia]

Aerosalia/Sassinian Waters, 6:15 PM

"I see...The Nations of Gholgth are much more larger, yet a small country declared a embargo, while we couldn't even declare war?!", "But sir, we have indirectly declared war on Gholgoth by declaring war on Ganos Lao," , "Yes, but that was a damn failure!!!", "Hmm... well, we have to go to Aerosailia to aid them, right?", "Yes, my dear rookie."

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150 SITV "Sadia" Class Transport Ships, 200 SITV "Imperial' Class Transport Ships, and 250 "Peasant" Class Transport Ships* were headed toward Aerosailia, and they were filled with weapons, medicine, supplies, food, and other things, while 2 "Imperial" Class Battleships guarded them**. The Transport Ships were not normal Transport Ships, they were all fitted with a assortment of weapons, incase the Battleships got sunk.

* "Sadia" Class is Large, "Imperial" Class is Medium, and "Peasant" Class is Small.
** "Imperial" Class is Medium-Large.

[Southern Patriots]

To: United States of Aerosalia
Re: Embargo of Gholgoth

This government condemns your embargo of the nations of Gholgoth, and assures you that should any vessel or aircraft bearing Southron markings or registrations be stopped, detained, or attacked, there will be retribution.
We have nothing but the greatest respect for the Front Range Republic of Mount Shavano, and this extends to its neighbors. This harassment does not serve the common good and will see no fitting end for your regime. Cease and desist.

With Concern,

Ser Jon Overbeck,
Minister of Foreign Affairs
Royal Dominion of Southron