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[The Ziron Empire]

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Other Stuff
- Technology: Post Modern (2000-2200)
- State your land. (Countries, Provincies, etc)
- State your military power.
- Inactive Nations can be attacked unless they state that they can no longer participate.
- Use Factbook links if needed.
- WMD's can be used if the situation allows it.

[The Norwegian Lands]

- Nation: The Norwegian Lands
- Land controlled: Portugal, Spain, France
- Military power: 67,667,657 members, 50+ CF-18 fighter jets, 200 tanks, 400 artillery trucks (most of which was purchased second-hand)
- TNL does not possess WMDs.

For countries signing up, a list of what countries were assigned to who can be found underneath the map.

[The Ziron Empire]

Nation: The Galactic Federation of The Ziron Empire
Current "Ideology": Survalience State.
Land: Russia, Belarus, Ukraine.
Military Power: Large and Growing.
WMD's: Largest Supply Worldwide. All types possessed.

The streets of the Ziron Empire lay dark and quiet. The only sound to be heard is that of propaganda posters waving in the wind. Ever since the ban on civilian cars and a restriction on outdoor nocturnal lights, the nation has looked very different. The government has been seized by corporations who now dictate the nation and its frightened populous. It is a country of routine. Of order. Everyone is watched with mechanical eyes. The population is granted the freedom to love their lives to the fullest. Some restrictions apply. Most of the citizens have had themselves genetically enhanced in order to remove most diseases. Two classes have developed. The enhanced, and the original. Culture and Science are big here. Opera Houses, Laboratories, Libraries, and Theatres litter the cities of the Empire. But it's time for change.

The Zironian Council sit quietly at a table. These are the heads of The Empires 6 biggest corporations.

The first to speak is Edward Omera. Head of the Biotech Corporation.
"We're running out of resources. A.I. predicts we'll all be out of food and water within the next 300 years. We're nearing 6 billion people with no signs of slowing down. We need to expand."

"We could always remove our.... assets." Speaks Mary Ward, head of Hammer Arms Manufacturing. "All it would take is some poison is our water supply."

"We can't do that. We would risk and international incident. We don't need the Mellonisians knocking on our doors." Replies Edward.

"Well ever since our Robots took over the workforce, it's not like they're helping anyone. We provide and they just consume." Says Jack Brown, head of Brown's Robotics.

"I have an idea." Sparks Lee Smith. CEO of Reyer Foods. "The Bigtopian's recently moved out of South Africa. We could always set up some colonies."

"Splendid." Replies Edward. "Get on it. We don't have much time to waste."


A small fleet of Zironian Ships are looking to make a colony in South Africa and the Ivory Coast.

[The Norwegian Lands]

Aboard a patrol boat at the Michael Andersen Memorial Seaport in Port Oslo, Portugal, TNL's capital and largest city:

- Harbor Master Gary Engelstad: "En annen rolig dag her ute i Norsklandske farvann i dag, eh?" ("Another peaceful day out here in Norwegian Landish waters today, eh?"

- TNL Coast Guard Officer Gabriel Halvorsen: "Jeg er med deg, Gary. Himmelen er blå, det er ikke en sky i sikte, og mange norske landsmenn er her ute i dag, enten de er ute etter å gjøre noen fiske, eller gå for en svømmetur i en av våre strender, eller bare bruke litt tid på vannet ..." ("I'm with you, Gary. The sky is blue, there's not a cloud in sight, and many Norwegian landers are out here today, whether they be looking to do some fishing, or go for a swim at one of our beaches, or just spend some time out on the water…")

- Harbor Master Engelstad: "Jeg vet ikke om deg, Offiser Halvorsen, men jeg tror ikke at disse båtene over det er her ute for å nyte været." (I don't know about you, Officer Halvorsen, but I do not think that those boats over there are out here to enjoy the weather..")

- Officer Halvorsen: "Det gjør heller ikke jeg, Gary. La oss gjøre vår vei over dit og se hva som skjer." (Neither do I, Gary. Let's make our way over there and see what's going on.")

The small Norwegian Landish patrol boat makes its way towards the fleet of Zironian ships.

[Denathor]

Nation: The Holy Edorian Empire of Denathor
Land: England/Scotland, Belgium, and the Netherlands
Military Power: Sizeable
WMD's: Nuclear Bombs. A large supply

A stone-faced man sits behind a desk in the Royal Steward's office.
"Well?"
"Sir, we just got word. He has died."
The man stays silent for a moment, then speaks again.
"I grieve for him. Peter was a wise man, and lead our nation well during peacetime. He was the first Steward to resign peacefully and retire. But perhaps this is the right time."
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Rick, I have gotten news of... situations. I do not think this peace will last much longer. Things are stirring. They have not been active in living memory, but I'm sure they are coming back."
"Very well. What are your orders?"
"Bring me Donald."
"You called?"
The Top Spy in Denathor steps out of the shadows. In hundreds of years, he seems to not have aged. But no one has considered this.
"Ah, Donald. We have things to discuss. Rick, leave us now."
"Of course. You are in charge. Hail, Royal Steward Marcus I."
The man leaves the room. Marcus turns to Donald.
"Now, we have things to discuss."

[The Ziron Empire]

The Zironian Fleet (Flagship is called the "Imperium") is composed of 1 Iroquios Class Destroyer (Flagship), 4 Unarmed Cargo Ships, and 4 Lightly Armed Military Cruise Ships.

A young man holding many papers in his hands runs into the Imperium's control room. Many military personnel stop their workings to listen to him.

"Captain! It appears we are being approached by a Norwegian Coast Guard Vessel. What are we to do?"

Captain Archer dramatically swivels his chair to face the man.
"Tell the fleet to drop anchor. We may as well hear what the Norwegian's have to say. We can risk violating too much. Else we risk getting Denathor involved."

The Captain exists the control room and stands on the deck of the ship, only to see the Norwegian coast guard approaching.

"Alright. Let's see what they have to say."

[The Norwegian Lands]

The Norwegian Landish patrol boat, followed by a boat from the Norwegian Landish Border Services Agency (NLBSA) pulls up to the Zironian ship.

- Harbor Master Engelstad, through a megaphone: "Dette er den norsklandske kystvakt, akkompagnert av det samme landets grense byrå. Du er i norsklandske farvann, kan du slippe stigen og la oss ombord slik at vi kan søke båten for smuglergods." ("This is the Norwegian Landish Coast Guard, accompanied by the same country's border services agency. You are in Norwegian Landish waters, please drop the ladder and let us aboard so we can search your boat for contraband.")

The boat doesn't answer.

- Officer Halvorsen: "Båten har Zironske markeringer. Mannskapet sannsynligvis ikke forstår deg, prøv igjen." ("The boat has Zironian markings. The crew probably didn't understand you, so try again.")

- Harbor Master Engelstad, through his megaphone: "This is Norwegian Lands Coast Guard and the border services agency from same country. You are in TNL waters, please let down ladder so we can go aboard boat and search for smuggler goods."

From the other boat, NLBSA officer Lukas Eriksen radios a similar message to the boat.

- Officer Eriksen: "This is Norwegian Lands Border Service Agency. You are in our country's waters, so we need to search your boat for contraband goods. Drop the ladder!"

- Harbor Master Engelstad: "La oss se om de svarer." ("Let's see if they answer..")

[The Ziron Empire]

As the demands from the Norwegian ship ceases, Captain Archer prepares to answer. He grabs a Megaphone from a man next to him and clicks it on. The boats of The Zironian Fleet sit eerily still.

"This is Captain Archer of the Zironian Ship Imperrium. We'd be happy to have you on board. Please, take your time."
He gestures to the Command Room to drop the ladder. The ladder drops quietly into the water, he then gestures for The Norwegian's to come on board.

He walks over to several armed soldiers on the deck. He quietly whispers to the soldiers:
"Keep an eye on these guys. We don't need them compromising our trip. We're trying to keep this voyage as quiet as we can."
He then walks with the soldiers towards the ladder.

The fleets cargo is composed of things needed to establish and hold a colony. Medicine, Food, Water, Robotics, Equipment, and Weapons. Though for story purposes you can add a special item or two.

[The Norwegian Lands]

Harbor Master Engelstad, Officer Eriksen and the rest of the NLBSA crew boards the boat. Engelstad and Eriksen start taking members of the crew into the captain's office to conduct interviews with and run background checks on them to ensure that they're admissible to TNL, while the remainder of the crew split up and begin searching the Imperium. Other crews are called in to search the other boats. However, while searching one of the store holds, the guys discover something.

- Officer Earl Madsen: "Hva er dette?" ("What is this?")

- Officer Norman Jakobsen: "Ser ut som en svært høy drevet angrepsvåpen." ("Looks like a very-high-powered assault weapon.")

- Officer Madsen: "Ikke den eneste, heller. De har fått nok av dem om bord på denne båten for en hel hær. Er disse monstrene selv lovlig i det Norske land?" (Not the only one, either. They've got enough of 'em aboard this boat for a whole army. Are these monsters even legal in TNL?")

- Officer Jakobsen: "De militære er ikke engang lov til å ha dem. De er oppført under forbudet mot ikke-konvensjonelle våpen." ("The military's not even allowed to have them. They're listed under the ban on non-conventional weapons..")

- Officer Madsen: "Så hva gjør vi?" ("Then what do we do?")

- Officer Jakobsen: "Presentere bevisene til Zironmenn. De bedre har en god forklaring på dette." ("Present the evidence to the Zironians. They better have a good explanation for this.")

[New Lucitania]

Country: The German Federation of New Lucitania
Land: Germany, Austria, and Switzerland.
Ideology: Fascist Dictatorship
Military: Sizeable and Growing
WMD's: Nuclear and Chemical Weapons

The sounds of thousands of boots marching against the solid concrete echoed through the cloudy skies above Kaas City. The soldiers were training yet again.



"Move! Move! Move! Keep it up! We can't afford to be tired. We can afford to be hasty." General Klaus shouted angrily at the men. He had to keep order. He had to keep them in shape. With what lied ahead, he didn't think he had a choice. His phone rang in his pocket. He flipped it open to reveal a hologram of a man in a black leather Commanders Uniform.

"Hail Führer." The man spoke.

"Hail Führer." Klaus spoke back. "So what new have you brought for me today?"

"The Zironian shipment has arrived." the man spoke softly.

Klaus raised an eyebrow. "I didn't think they would come through. You can never trust those backstabbers."

The man quickly replies "How the army looking? The Führer is growing ever impatient."

"It's looking good. We should be ready by this time next month."

"Excellent." The man replies. "Hail Fürher." He disconnects.

Klaus look over the balcony upon the hundreds of thousands of soldiers. The army moved with a chaotic nature. Like a massive swarm of ants.

"We have to be ready. War is coming."

[The Norwegian Lands]

Aboard the Imperium, Captain Archer is in the middle of his interview with Harbor Master Engelstad and Officer Eriksen, but the interview is not going as smoothly as anyone hoped, as on a scale of one to ten, Eriksen's English is maybe a six and Engelstad's is closer to a four. However, while Engelstad is taking notes and and Officer Halvorsen is running Captain Archer's information through the TNL computers, Captain Archer is confronted by Officers Madsen and Jakobsen with the weapons found in the store holds.

- Officer Madsen: "Mr. Archer, what these are and what they are for?"

[The Ziron Empire]

Officer Madsen slams the weapon on the table.

"What is this? And why is it on your ship." He asks calmly.

Archer raises his eyebrows.
"This? This here is a S-44 Zironian Combat Shotgun. Used by our military to subdue any threats that we come across. I wouldn't touch it if I were you."

"I don't have time for this. Why do you have it?" Madsen replies frustrated.

"That's classified, so I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to." Archer replies.

Madsen leans in closer. "This is an illegal firearm in the Norwegian Lands."

"Where I come from its legal. We've even got the papers for it." Says Archer angrily. "You've searched our boat. You have nothing to show for it. So why don't you get the hell off my ship."

[Denathor]

A man walks into the Royal Steward's office while he and Donald are talking in rapid Latin.

"Sir! We've just gotten word of a potential situation in The Norwegian Lands."

The Royal Steward frowns.

"The Norwegian Lands? They've been peaceful to other nations as far as we've known. What's going on?"

"Zironian ships in their waters, sir."

"Zironian ships? Going westward? What were they doing?"

"We don't know yet, sir."

"Hmm. This doesn't bode well. If The Ziron Empire is trying to expand... well, let's not dwell on that for now. Send a message to the ZIronians, asking them what they are doing."

"Yes, sir."

[The Norwegian Lands]

While Officer Eriksen studies the papers, Officer Madsen and Harbor Master Engelstad have a whispered discussion in Norwegian before Officer Madsen gives their decision on the future of the weapon to Captain Archer.

- "Mr. Archer, I understand that you have entered Norwegian Landish waters by accident, as the ocean current was strong enough to push even a boat of this size further eastward, out of international waters into the 14-mile range next to our coastlines. However, you are in territory of the Norwegian Lands and therefore subject to our laws for while you're in our territory. We will be forced to disable the weapons, however, you can re-enable them once you leave our territory. All we will do is unload them and put zip-ties on them so that they can't be reloaded or fired, no damage will be done. Our crew will give you an escort out of our waters and on your way."

The remainder of the crew commence the process of disabling the weapons, while Harbor Master Engelstad draws up some papers.

- "This form is called a "Foreign Lawbreakers' Consequence Agreement." Basically, it states that you understand that you're in violation of our laws and that by signing it, you agree to the terms and conditions that Officer Madsen just said to you."

He signs it, before passing it to Captain Archer.

- "Sign on blank line."

[The Ziron Empire]

Archer signs the paper.

"I apologize for the hostility gentlemen, but we were in a bit of a rush on our way through. I hope we didn't cause you too much inconvenience." Archer stands up, hands the paper to one of the Officers, and exits the room.

After recollection of their weapons, a quick lunch break, and some not so heartbreaking goodbyes, the Zironian Fleet pull up their anchors and begin to ready themselves for their voyage Westward.


Back in the Zironian Capital of Arkadia, the Galactic council begins their meeting with the Royal Advisors of Denathor.

"Your ships were illegally in Norwegian Land waters. Not only that, but they were in possession of firearms illegal in their country. That is a violation that cannot be tolerated." One of the Denathorian advisors shouts.

"It was an accident." Speaks Edward Omera. "This was a fault on our part. Those ships were never meant to enter Norwegian waters."

"I should hope so. But we have to address the bigger question here. What were your ships doing there in the first place?" Another Advisor asks.

Edward is silent for a few moments before speaking. "This is a weapons deal with the Mellonisians. Our fleet is simply transporting them."

The Advisor is quick to catch the lie. "Then why were your ships loaded with Construction Equipment and Food? That doesn't seem like part of a weapons deal."

"We can assure you. This is simply a trade agreement. Don't worry about it."
Edward clicks off the transmission.

"Jesus Man, that was full of holes." Says Lee.

"Shut up. We just need to buy them enough time to get to Africa. Once they arrive, we can lay claims. Then they can't do anything about it. Have some faith."

[Denathor]

The Royal Steward sits in his office, and listens to the report. Once it is finished, he nods.

"Thank you. You may go."

The men giving the report take their leave.

"So, sir, what do you think?"

Marcus laughs.

"It's a lie, obviously. If they were going to Nerf Mellons, why were the ships going south? They're obviously going to settle somewhere. The only problem is we have no idea where, and no proof. We'll have to wait for those."

The man conferring with Marcus nods, then leaves the office.

[Nerf Mellons]

Nation: The Magical Dreamland Paradise of Nerf Mellons
Land:Former Canada, USA, and Mexico
Military: ~500 000 000 strong combat force, with advanced equipment and training
WMDs: Many

Aboard Orbital Station Athena:

"Sir, we are receiving multiple indications that a large Zironian fleet is heading south."

"Any idea what the hell their doing?"

"None si- Wait, we've intercepted communications from the vessels, they appear to be being apprehended by TNL coast guard personnel."

"God have mercy on those poor Norwegian souls if the Zironians try anything."

"It appears to be a routine check stop, and the Zironians are cooperating."

"That's a first. Drop a line to the Norwegians, get them to tell us what's happening."

...

"That's a shit tonne of kit they've got. The boys back at base are gonna want to hear this, send the info over."

"Yessir!"

...

Back in Nerf Mellons, an SR-71 is scrambled to track the Zironians while a submarine is diverted to make contact with the fleet.

[The Norwegian Lands]

Back at the Port Oslo Harbormaster's Office:

- Harbor Master Engelstad: "Var det noe annet ombord som båten?" ("Was there anything else aboard that boat?")

- Officer Jakobsen: "De hadde en masse mat, samt ganske mye tre og konstruksjon verktøy. Men det var ingen fersk mat og veden ble sertifisert sykdomsfri, så det ble tillatt i." ("They had a lot of food, as well as quite a bit of wood and construction tools. However, there was no fresh food and the wood was certified disease-free, so it was allowed in.")

- Harbor Master Engelstad: "Jeg lurer på hvorfor de hadde alt det der." ("I wonder why they had all that stuff.")

- Officer Halvorsen: "Selv kjører mine bakgrunnen sjekker, la jeg merke til at kaptein Archer hadde vært involvert i flere Zironske kolonisering oppdrag i fortiden." ("While running my background checks, I noticed that Captain Archer had been involved in several Zironian colonization missions in the past.")

- Harbor Master Engelstad: "Tror du det er det de gjør?" ("Do you think that's what they're doing?")

- Officer Halvorsen: "Uten tvil." ("Without a doubt.")

- Harbor Master Engelstad: "Takk for at du sa ifra. Jeg skal fortelle presidenten Ulsrud å varsle Denathorans at noe går ned, antagelig i Afrika." ("Thanks for letting me know. I'll tell President Ulsrud to alert the Denathorans that something's going down, presumably in Africa..")

[The Ziron Empire]

After a few days of traveling, the Zironian fleet has reached the coast of Mauritania. The weapons have been cleared of Zip-Ties and some of the Zironian Ships are readying to depart for the Ivory Coast. Archer has met with some of his crew members to discuss colony details.

Archer stands proudly in front of all the Ships Captains.
"Alright. Within a few days we should be arriving on the Ivory Coast. 2 of our Cruise Ships and 2 of our Cargo Vessels will depart from the main group in order to settle, after which we will make our way to South Africa to set up our colony with the remaining four ships."

"Sounds like a plan. On other news, our encounter with the Norwegians kicked up a storm back home. We should probably expect company sooner or later." notes an Officer.

The door flings open to reveal a woman who appears do be distressed.

"Captain! We've detected a Submarine nearing our fleet. What are we to do?"

"Looks like our company arrived quicker then expected. Drop anchor. Get to your battle stations! Hail the Submarine on all frequencies. See what they want."

[Nerf Mellons]

"Sir, the fleet are hailing us."

"Well it's not like we were trying to hide, hail them and surface."

"Yessir."

As the Seawolf Class Submarine approaches the vessel, a team of combat divers deploy and swim carefully to the Zironian fleet.

...

"Zironian fleet, this is the HMS Canada. We are under orders to stop and search your vessels under suspicion of carrying illicit cargo. Comply, or this search will be conducted by force."

...

"You think they'll comply sir?"

"They had better, or the B-2's circling above are going to get some of that live fire training they've been asking for."

[The Ziron Empire]

"Twice now. Unbelievable." mumbles an irritated Captain Archer.
"Drop the ladder! You guys know the drill."

The ladder onboard the Imperium drops into the water. The fleet drops anchor as they wait for the ship to be searched.

Captain Archer walks into the Command Room.
"Contact the Council. Let them know we're once again being searched. Tell them it's the Mellonisians this time. We may need support if worst comes to worst.

[Nerf Mellons]

A CRRC is deployed from the HMS Canada with a boarding party to inspect the Zironians cargo.

"The fuck is this?" Says a marine pointing to a crate of Zironian weapons.

"They're S-44 Com-"

"I fucking know that, I mean, why the hell are they on this boat. The manifest says this is a humanitarian aid convoy."

"Well, in such uncertain times, even aid workers need to protect themselves."

"Yeah right, and my dog is the king of Switzerland. This shit ain't gonna fly mate. We're seizing all these weapons."

"B-B-But, you can't do that! That's property of the Zironian government!"

"That's going to arm terrorist groups in the mid east. Now we're seizing this now, or you're going to have to talk to my friend mister anti-ship missile."

...

The Nerf Mellonesian frogmen slip up to the ships unnoticed, placing tracking devices on the ships hulls before slipping away.

[The Ziron Empire]

Captain Archer watched as the Mellonisian Soldiers stripped their ships of any and all S-44s. It's was an inconvenience, but the mission at hand was to important to get in a fight over. Compliance was his best move.

"That should be all of them." Archer says irritability. "Now is about time we get moving."

"And what exactly is the mission here?" A Mellonisian Officer asked.

"Humanitarian Aid. The Bigtopians in Africa have blown themselves up again. We're going to help clean up the mess." Replies Archer.

"Uh huh.... anyway, we best be off." Says the Officer.

"Bout damn time." Mumbles Archer.

As the Nerf Mellonisian Submarine finishes loading the Zironian Weapons, the Zironian fleet recalls their anchors and continues traveling Southward towards the Ivory Coast.

A familiar set of faces appear on the Control Room's Central Monitor.

Edward is the first to speak.
"So. How did it go?"

Archer replies softly.
"It went. We're out of most of our weapons."

"Don't worry to much about that. We'll send some by airdrop when you make landing. Growing Pods and VATS will also be sent. You should be able to grow yourselves some workers in no time."

"Thank you Sir. We won't let you down." Archer beams.

"You'd better not"

[Denathor]

The Royal Steward and his advisors and military generals meet in his office.

"We just got word. The Mellonisian's have no idea what the Zironian's are doing with the fleet. This is what we suspected all along."

"Should we step in, sir?"

"No need. They're not breaking any international laws, as far as I know. We'll wait for a while, and if this all blows over good. If they get too close to Sea Pig... well, the results won't be good for anyone."

[The Norwegian Lands]

In the President's office:

- Navy Commander Albert Landvik: "Du ville ha meg?" ("You wanted me?")

- Norwegian Landish President Michel Ulsrud: "Jeg gjorde. Jeg har nettopp fått en telefon fra Gary Engelstad ved Port Oslo Andersen minnesmerke havnen. Border tjenester bare plukket opp en Zironske fighter flåte. Bære forbudte våpen, som ble zip-knyttet til hindre bruk mens i norske Landish farvann, samt nok mat til å fø noen tre tusen mennesker for i og rundt tre måneder, samt en haug av tre som hadde blitt tillatt i fordi Zironsmenn hadde papirer for å bekrefte at det var sykdomsfrie og tonnevis av verktøy. Vi tror de var på vei til Afrika på en kolonisering oppdrag." ("I did. I just received a phone call from Gary Engelstad at the Port Oslo Andersen Memorial Harbor. Border services just picked up a Zironian fighter fleet. Carrying banned weapons, which were zip-tied to prevent use while in Norwegian Landish waters, as well as enough food to feed some three thousand people for in and around three months, as well as a pile of wood that had been allowed in because the Zironians had papers to certify that it was disease-free and tons of tools. We believe they were headed to Africa on a colonization mission.")

- Kylie Lindahl, President Ulsrud's secretary: "Mr. Ulsrud, jeg bare hørt fra Mellonesiere. De har trukket de Zironsmenn løpet utenfor kysten av Afrika og strippet dem om forbudte våpen. Å si at de kommer til å bevæpne terroristgrupper i Midtøsten." ("Mr. Ulsrud, I just heard from the Mellonesians. They've pulled the Zironians over off the coast of Africa and stripped them of the banned weapons. Saying that they're going to arm terrorist groups in the Middle East.")

- Pres. Ulsrud: "Det er bra. Nå er de ubevæpnet. Takk for informasjonen, Ms Lindahl. Kan du sende informasjonen til de Denathormenn?" ("That's good. Now, they're unarmed. Thanks for the information, Ms. Lindahl. Could you pass the information on to the Denathorans?")

- Ms. Lindahl: "Vil gjøre." ("Will do.")

- Pres. Ulsrud: "Admiral Landvik, få ordet til Generelt Fast og Generelt Holt. Send dem til å mobilisere det militære. Bare for å være trygg." ("Admiral Landvik, get word to (Army General Tony) Fast and (Air Force General Roger) Holt. Tell them to mobilize the military. Just to be safe.")

- Admiral Landvik: "Vil gjøre." ("Will do.")