Fall of the Supreme Authority [IC]

[Pax Cybertronian]

Megatron stood silently, calmly, in the midst of the wars. As the bombs dropped on the Supreme Authority, an idea popped into Megatron's mind. He turned to his most loyal High Lord, Soundwave.

"Soundwave... send a message to Julius Vonstein and Aozora. We're going to convince them into coercing O-1 into giving us control of the SA. If that doesn't work, we'll raid this place to the Inferno," Megatron ordered.

"Yes, my Liege," Soundwave obediently responded. He then proceeded to type out a message to the two dictators.

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To: Julius Vonstein of The Eurasian Empire and Aozora Chiyumi of Kyoki Chudoku
From: High Lord Soundwave.

This is Soundwave of the Cybertronian Empire. We would like for you two, as the closest allies to the SA, to convince O-1 to abdicate his leadership. If he complies, we shall grant him sanctuary on Cybertron. If he, and you two, do not comply, then we will be forced to mobilize our troops and invade the SA head-on. We want you to, essentially, convince him to secede full control of the SA over to the High Lords. Again, he will survive if you follow through with our demands, and if you do not, he will be executed by our Decepticon Justice Division once we control the Citadel.

And we will. You know that.

We hope you will comply with our demands,
Soundwave.


"I wonder..." Starscream muttered under his breath, and he started to type out a message to EVERYONE. Even their greatest enemies.

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To: All Available Leaders.
From: High Lord Starscream.

This is High Lord Starscream, and I have placed a bounty on the head - or rather, helm - of each and every one of the Overseers. The price for their murder?

One hundred million Shanix. Each. For all twelve of them.

We are seeking to annex the Supreme Authority since we now regard O-1 as an incompetent leader who has lost control of his territory to the rebellion, and in return for allowing us to do whatever we want to this country, we will pay you the shanix and we will spare you for a little while longer.

Thank you,
Starscream.


Starscream smirked cockily, smug that he is likely to be the reason why Cybertron will gain an important territory. Certainly, he will be venerated for stellar cycles to come. "Oh, Lord Megatron! I've created a bounty!" he exclaimed.

Megatron carefully read it in its entirety. He then proceeded to hand the datapad over to Soundwave, ordering him to send it to everyone only if Aozora and Vonstein do not comply with their demands. "I'll remind you all - failure to secure the SA will result in dire punishments, and you know what that'll involve. Spark extraction, etc., etc. Majin Sonic here will be more than willing to torture you all if youj fail us! Am I clear?" Megatron bellowed authoritatively.

They all - except for Starscream, who merely folded his arms - exclaimed, "Yes, Lord Megatron! Yes, Lord Sonic!"

"Soundwave! Send our demands to Aozora and Victor. Keep the other message for if they do not comply," Megatron ordered. "And tell our G.I.L. allies our location. Tell them that I would like to prepare for an all-out assault on the Citadel if the tyrants refuse to obey me."

Soundwave nodded, and then proceeded to send the messages to the two tyrants.

[Olimpiada]

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Luna, Sol

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The FWOS Carry the Sun and the other two Basileus-class dreadnoughts popped into existence over the single moon of Old Terra, the bright orbital infrastructure of Ivy giving way to a barren stone plain as the jump completed. The ancient home of humanity hung in the sky, a blue marble in a starry night. Admiral Basil Lascaris shut off the viewscreen, exiling it from his bridge.

The remainder of Nautikos I Sol blinked in outside, a different hologram pinpointing their locations in relation to Earth on the map. A total of thirty dots appeared, ten Hwach’a-class arsenal ships, and twenty Constantinople-class escorts. The fleet had assembled, and was prepared to do battle.

The bridge was dead silent. This was more due to Lacaris’s style of command than it was to any apprehension regarding the battle to come. He found it more efficient to just send electronic orders than to actually speak. More information could be conveyed this way if everyone was well trained, after all.

Orders were quickly handed out across the fleet. Two dreadnoughts, five escorts, and five arsenal ships were to stay in Lunar orbit, while the other twenty-one vessels began a burn toward Earth. Gravity returned once more as the propulsion lasers lit up, acceleration pressing them into their seats once more. In the interim, Lacaris reviewed his orders in his head.

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Ivy, Delphi
Three days earlier

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Carry the Sun was floating in orbit over the massive orbital ring below, its systems having been arranged into a spin system so that it could maintain a comfortable third of normal gravity from rotation rather than thrust. The vessel was due to ship out soon towards Sol, and Lacaris was running on a fraction of his normal crew as the sailors enjoyed their last few days of shore leave. The bridge was largely empty when a call came in from Three Leaders, the capital of Olimpiada. He answered it, and the holographic screen was unexpectedly lit up with the unnervingly piercing blue eyed gaze that President Alexios Cyrenacius was known so well for.

“Greetings, Admiral.” Lacaris stiffened, and rose from his chair to salute, the screen moving with him.

“Mr. President, sir,” replied Lacaris, bringing the hand down from his brow to rest at his side once again. He was suddenly acutely aware of his lack of dress uniform, the usual grey artificial wool used in formal situations like these absent from his body in favor of a more practical work uniform made of radiation protective fabric.

“Sit back down, it’s just a video call.” Alexios seemed almost embarrassed by the formality. “I’m here to talk about your mission. As you already know, you’re not heading over there with any ground forces or siege guns.”

“Yes, sir. As I understand it, our role is to assist the forces attacking the Iron Alliance by keeping hostile craft out of their skies from above.” The conversation still felt odd to Lacaris.

“Correct. However, there’s been a slight change of plans.”

“Sir?” Lacaris had already worked out his strategies and tactics for the upcoming deployment, making new objectives an unwelcome hassle, despite what necessity they may have.

“It wasn’t long ago that the IA had a summit in the nation you’re going to be covering the air over. At said summit, there was a Dorian individual, one Ambassador-Scribe Ranthicisis. After having been kind of a dick to the hosts, he had been separated from his arms, and made to leave by force.” Lacaris winced at this description. Despite being in the military, naval battles were far cleaner than ground engagements. One never had to deal with the gruesome creation of corpses when ships tended to fry their inhabitants when you shot them enough, and when they didn’t, the results were still thousands of kilometers away. “It’s because of the fate of said Ambassador-Scribe that I have reason to believe the Terran nation of Guadalupador will be involved in this conflict. You are to cooperate with them, and ensure that they have the tactical advantage on the ground.”

“With the forces I currently possess, I can’t do anything more than I’ve already been ordered to, sir.”

“Fortunately, I have a fix for that. In about two hours, the arms I ordered from ECI should be arriving to sit in the holds of your capital ships. A few dozen pallets of laser rifles and their capacitor charges will be arriving by local shuttle. You’re to hand them out as you see fit. I expect success. Best of luck to you, ave hominum.” The connection closed, leaving the bridge silent once more.

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Luna, Sol

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His thoughts were interrupted by a public broadcast from some 60 km overcompensation remarking about “leveling the playing ground”. The planet seemed to be covered in a shield of some sort now. Light seemed to pass through, but not matter. This was a problem for planning. A significant one.


“Fucking bastards,” he muttered.

“Sir?” asked one of the officers. Lacaris rarely spoke, and when he did, it was always important.

“Nothing. Maintain the burn towards Terra, and get the tightbeam ready. And find me a translation device that knows what ‘Old Dorian’ even is.” The damn heretics couldn’t even speak Greek like a civilized nation.

TO: Empress Dhona Illegando Pariu III of the Serene Empire of Guadalupador
FROM: Fleet Admiral Basil Lacaris of Nautikos I Sol
ENCRYPTION: [Randomly shifting quantum variable]

Greetings, Olimpiada sends its regards. At present, we are aware that your forces are engaged with those of the despicable Iron Alliance. Though this task is irksome, I am certain, we seek to make it easier. Our ships in orbit are capable of firing lasers down on enemy aircraft that seek to harass your forces, and we have a substantial cargo of laser rifles we wish to give you.

Unfortunately, those who seek to defend the degenerate enemy have established a large shield above the planet, which prevents the entry of matter into Terra. We hope to enlist your aid in removing said shield long enough for us to bestow our gift upon you. In exchange, technology can be shared via this same communication link, including such tools as fusion power, or nanite enhancement.

OOC: Expect post quality to drop some from here, since this thread is really fast paced. I'll try to keep it up where I can.

[Kyoki Chudoku]

While preparing herself, Aozora noticed she'd gotten a message.

Maybe this one will be good news...

It wasn't. In fact, it made the situation even worse. Aozora had decided at this point that the whole idea of a situation being so bad it couldn't get worse was impossible, because there always seemed to be some way for it to happen.

Great. Now the giant death robots are against us as well.

It was infuriating to her, that O-1 was seen as so weak. It wasn't his fault that all this chaos was happening. Maybe if the Supreme Authority's allies actually helped them instead of turning in them, this wouldn't be happening. But no. Instead, they were circling like vultures, fighting against each other while the accursed forces of freedom pushed forward. And now these people she barely even knew were seeking to take control of what remained.

The Pax Cybertronians claimed they could take the Citadel. Aozora imagined the scene. A bunch of giant robotic death machines trying to push through city defences, an anarchic mob of democratic looters and pillagers running beneath them as the nation burned.

Why...why must it come to this...

She composed as simple a response as she could. She had more pressing matter to attend to, as much as she disliked it.

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From: Aozora Chiyumi, Supreme Overlady of All Reality
To: High Lord Soundwave

No.

She was about to send it, but she thought about it for a moment.

At this rate....we're doomed. Without more support, and with more support against us, I...I don't think we can hold on. Is it worth this? I can't....I can't...he's not going to anyway. Even if I asked him, I know he's not going to let his nation enter foreign- no, enemy hands.

Instead of replying immediately, she decided to send a message to O-1. In retrospect, she should've done this earlier anyway.

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From: Aozora Chiyumi, Supreme Overlady of All Reality
To: O-1, Overseer of Supreme Authority

O-1,

I just got a message. From Pax Cybertronia. To put it bluntly, they want you to abdicate and give what's left of the SA to them. If they don't get what they want, they'll invade. We have so many attackers already...

I just thought you should know this.

Oh, the Eurasians are here as well. One of them somehow got in, and I'm pretty sure he's coming for me. I plan to tear his body to shreds but....if I fail....

Why has it come to this? Why? When I joined the Iron Alliance, I heard so much rhetoric over strength and unity. Now all I see is division and cowardice. I won't forsake you, so now my own former allies are turning on me. Just because I'm not a traitor.

Oh, I should censor that shouldn't I? But I want to be able to speak openly. In these moments. Just in case. I have a request to make. If...if our collaborative projects are ever at risk of being taken by the forces of freedom, or the treacherous scumbags...destroy them. The last thing we need is democratic tenshi.

It's all falling apart. The Supreme Authority, the Iron Alliance...even my own sanity. Stress relief just isn't enough anymore. Everyone's hunting after us. I'm sorry, for all this. I should've sent forces earlier, more of them. I should've known my supposed allies would betray us the moment they got the chance. I should've...

I have to go now, O-1. I hope it's to victory. But if it's not...

Stay strong. Don't let the vultures of freedom win. But, please, don't let yourself die.

Love,
Aozora

[Universal Union of Panhumanity]

The Supreme Soviet of the Union
Cyberspace
Universal Union

"The message has been decided then." said Seventh. They had spent the past few nanoseconds debating the contents of the message they would be sending to the Eurasians, and finally reached a statement they all agreed with.

"I believe so, yes." replied Twelfth. "It sure is getting rather crowded over there."

"Indeed it is." mused Second. "The Higher Japanese and the Olimpiadans have apparently decided that this mess is somehow their business."

"Perhaps it would be wise to dispatch reinforcements to defend the Ashes to Ashes should they decide that its an easy target." suggested Ninth.

"An excellent suggestion, comrade." spoke First. "The 13th Fleet is already mobilised, perhaps we should order them to move into the combat zone."

"No, not yet. Tell them to prepare for immediate superluminal travel, and if the enemy should fire upon the Ashes to Ashes, we'll tell them to make the jump. We don't need to provoke them just yet." reasoned Sixth. "And we should really set that message now."

Greetings Comrade Vonstein!

It has come to our attention that you have launched an attack on the Supreme Authority, under the pretence that they are too weak to be a part of the Iron Alliance. To be frank, this is complete and utter stupidity. The entire purpose of the Alliance is to provide a united front against the anarchic evils of liberalism, and it's hardly a united front if we keep stabbing each other in the back, is it? Your actions have nothing to do with strength, indeed, they only make us weaker. Divide and conquer, as they say. Now that we are divided, our enemies will swiftly move on to the conquering. Now, if you're truly an enemy of chaos and anarchy, you will assist on repelling these enemies from the Supreme Authority. If not, expect retaliation for this treachery. We're afraid we can't trust someone who's shown themselves to capable of betraying their allies in such a manner.

Consider Carefully.

[Soyouso]

Eurasia
At first it would sound like a buzzing fly. The Soyousian airforce ominously headed toward the gargantuan nation from the west. By this point they had finally let go of their 1930's aesthetic and gone modern, their planes swift and troublesome, except the heavier ones. All planes capable of bombing were deployed for ghe nameless operation. The goal? Cripple the Eurasian Empire for their endless diplomatic betrayals. The war against Eurasia ended long ago, but a Soyousian grudge is one only solved in bl- - err... scrap metal? Revenge would be merciless. It was as if a swarm of insects was collapsing onto the nation, the explosions endless. Two nukes flew sideways across the land, waiting to be set of by a building. And to top it all off, the planes all loudly played "1 NIGHT" by Lil Yachty. Basically, the dictator sent people to America to kidnap Lil Yachty and use him as a torture device, and he is actually leading the airstrike.. Even after all these years the dictator is a bloody troll.

Supreme Authority
The dictator takes the army to SA territory to provide humanitarian aid from the fuckery going on to civilians. The dictator didn't know about O-1's long list of abominations against humanity, to the dictator he was one of the few benevolent dictators competent enough to rule, just like themself. Poor, sweet Turnabout. The dictator's well meaning nature showed, treating the citizens of SA gently and like a parent.

To: O-1, Supreme Authority
From: Dictator-Warlord Turnabout
I request permission to take refugees. This nation is a war zone and these people I've found will be safe with me. General Lacorty is sending troops for defending you as I speak. These waitress girls are nice, but I can't figure out why they're so happy and never seem to hear me. They're helping us with the civilians.

[Arctica-Aleutia]

Wyatt had composed a message to the Soyousian leader, and it arrived shortly after the dictator contacted the Supreme Authority.

Dear Bartholomew/Skitty Turnabout,

It seems we find ourselves on opposing sides in this complicated war. Nonetheless, I thought it necessary to make one last appeal to you. I assume you are not aware of the SA's atrocities, otherwise I couldn't imagine you coming to their defense. Citizens there are denied names, executed for the slightest of mistakes, and denied any form of rest. Intel even shows that the country has a separate language for regular citizenry to prevent them from communicating new ideas. And then there are their cruel methods of torture and execution.

Perhaps this would be best described via a report from one of my contacts, who has since perished in the field... https://www.nationstates.net/nation=sup ... /id=701351

I'm not trying to deceive you. That would be hypocritical at best. I'm just asking you to reflect on your alliance with them. We have soldiers there. We've actually seen this stuff now.

And a clarification on my nation's presence in the SA: We are not there to gain territory. We saw this as our only chance to protect their citizenry from the atrocities described above.

With respect,
President Wyatt Wizzard II

[Universal Union of Panhumanity]

Unit 0945X-MK35
Beta-D-21
Supreme Authority

Although a trio of their comrades had been destroyed, and remainder continued to zoom towards their targets. The AI systems were designed to be predatory, and they greatly enjoyed the thrill of the hunt. To them, the great airship was like some giant, lumbering prey-creature, and they closed in on it like vicious hunters. Brilliant blue particle beams lit up the skies, wreathed in deadly cherenkov radiation. These deadly beams of relativistic muons scoured the envelope of the zeppelin, subjecting it to armour-piercing thermal and kinetic energy.

The anti-air emplacements and heavy artillery found themselves targeted by high-energy lasers, the intense heat sufficient to vaporise diamond. These invisible instruments of terror were clearly being utilised in an effort to disable the Arctican-Aleutian defences, rendering them helpless before the lethal fighters struck the killing blow. In seconds, the devastating hail of energy weapons ceased as the squadron passed overhead. They were traveling far too quickly for the air defences to be particularly effective, and the bullets that did manage to successfully strike them failed to cause critical damage.

However, a lesson had been learned from the loss of three of their compatriots on the initial attack run, and as they came around for the second assault in a manoeuvre that would have proven fatal for a human pilot, they began jinking seemingly at random. This would make their flight path unpredictable, and far harder to target, although it did cost them a significant percentage of their initial velocity.

[Soyouso]

To: Reasonable Ice Wizzard
From: Dictator-Warlord Turnabout
I'd like to tell you, we are not innocent in that regard. I am infamous for my nation's brutal punishments. I have beheaded countless people. Tortured many with my very own blades for days. If you've heard of the Libertarian Cooking from when I was 21.... I've humiliated and burnt people alive on live television. These gloves are forever stained with the blood of millions. And while Supreme Authority uses far more mental torment than I could ever dream of, I won't try to pretend like I'm better than them in that regard. O-1 is eliminating the criminals who are a danger to Supreme Authority's society. For that, he is a hero. Just a hero with bloody hands, like me.

Turnabout is still blissfully unaware of his malevolence, but shares his philosophy of authoritarianism.

I do what I do to protect my people from danger. Politics is a bloody game, and I can guarantee everyone in this war is as guilty as everyone else of killing. It is a sad reality, but that is the dark universe we live in.

I decline your offer of switching sides. Firstly, if I were to join the nations against Supreme Authority, I would be setting Soyouso up for it's grave. On your side are multiple UNASAA members, who want an end to all dictatorships. There's our ex allies who betrayed Supreme Authority, who you should know will stab you in the back as soon as they see an opportunity to take your land. Especially Eurasia. You know, the ones who are the reason most of my clan is dead, who are holding Hellion prisoner, who are using my son as a servant, and basically ruined my life? If we switched sides, they'd go for us as soon as it was over. I am never putting Soyouso in a situation where we are taken advantage of ever again. Don't you get it, Wyatt? We're done playing kindly with you 'normal' nations. All it brings is attacks on my people. You guys aren't disgusting like the rest. But to side with you in this war is to destroy the dreams of everyone in my homeland.

Secondly, Supreme Authority, Kyoki-Chudoku, and the other loyal Iron Alliancd members are the only allies Soyouso has left. They've been with us throughout the Commercian's and the Eurasian's genocides on my people. I can trust them, they can trust us. To us, they are our kin, and we care for them as our own. But your side is united by hatred, selfish goals, and gang mentality. Most of you have different ideas. Some want to spread democracy. Some just want to 'liberate' the people, like you. Some want to kill everyone there because eugenics. Some have imperial goals. After this war is over, whether you win or lose, you will all backstab each other one by one. And goody-two-shoes like you guys and Skyhooked need to run away from that immediately if you don't want to end up on their hitlist. You should become neutral and focus on humanitarian aid. This way you're supporting neither side.

We are not your allies in this war, ignore our personal respect for each other. Just stay out of our way and nobody gets hurt. Goodbye.

[Atkemri]

Lucky Wells' office
As Lucky got the news of the preparations to push into the SA another thing caught his attention. The Soyousoian army was reported to be seen though one of the multiple satellites stationed over the SA. At this moment Lucky remembers that both Atkemri and Soyouso have been attacked by Eurasia. Then the sights of the atrocities fly though his head. All the innocents murdered. The smell of death. Mother crying for their children when their children had been dead for days. A tear rolls down his cheek as he slams his fist on his table "Never again! Julius will pay for his evil!" He begins to send a message to Dictator Turnabout

To:Soyouso
From:Atkemri
Dictator Skitty Turnabout I hope you have a idea about what this is about. We both have a grudge with that pig Julius and since you've already attacked him we will join you in open combat. Consider this a temporary alliance. But when it comes to the SA we will have to at least capture O-1 for his atrocities. You may not know of it but he is on the same level as Julius. You may not believe that but it is the truth.

[Soyouso]

To: Lucky Wells
From: Dictator-Warlord Turnabout
Do what you will, I really don't care. But don't call me your ally again. If you see Hellion Turnabout or my son Tyrannius, take them prisoner and bring them to me. Do not harm those two. May want to be careful, our airforce is bombarding the western sectors of Eurasia as I speak.

[Supreme Authority]

(ooc) I may have missed events in this post. If so, let me know.

O-1's workload seemed to have grown exponentially. Not only had most of the Supreme Authority fractured into a multitude of petty factions and warlords, but both the UNSAA and the IFC had capitalized on the chaos. Several hostile armies had landed in force, and were rapidly gobbling up former SA territory. And the rebels' infighting was making it all too easy.
But the problems did not stop there. Victor Vonstein's announcement of SA's expulsion from the Iron Alliance filled the Council with dismay. O-1 and O-5 had believed that a united Iron Alliance had a very high chance of preserving the SA. But such was not to be. Reports were coming in on multiple fronts of what could only be described as a monster. But the Eurasian monster was a far cry from the genetically engineered 'monsters' that the SA military had once experimented with. Rather, it was akin to a force of nature, even able to sweep aside one of the Council's few remaining squads of Bookkeepers with but a wave of its hand. Making matters even worse, Eurasia had opened a second front against his allies of Kyoki Chudoku.
But the bad news continued. The Galactic Imperialistic Legions had placed a bounty on each of the Council. Though the Council bunker's location still remained a secret from the outside world, loyalist scouts and aircraft had noticed a sharp increase in enemy ground-penetrating radar and gravitational anomaly-measuring equipment. Clearly, many of SA's enemies were placing a much higher priority on locating the beleaguered Council, most likely for a decapitation strike.
Despite all of the bad news, the SA still had some allies in the field. The Universal Union was doing an admirable job of keeping the Arct*ca-Al**t*ans at bay. Sardovan forces were helping ensure the loyalists' tenuous hold over much of the SA coastline. Awitha's expeditionary force was thus far proving instrumental in keeping pressure off of a variety of battered SA loyalist regiments, with their fast-attack capabilities proving quite effective against the relatively disorganized SA rebels.
So far, the Enclave forces were barely holding together. Anti-missile defenses were successfully stopping the worst of the enemy aerial and missile bombardments, though much more got through then they would have liked. The Enclave possessed enough aircraft to maintain tenuous local air superiority, but even this would not have been possible without Union assistance. For now, the Enclave forces focused on reinforcing their fortifications, to fight to the bitter end.
But the Council could see the writing on the wall. The Enclave was massively outnumbered and outgunned, with several large and advanced armies bearing down on it. Seemingly every day, additional d*m*cr*cies joined in the conflict, deploying yet more hostile forces to the Supreme Authority. Once again, O-1 reviewed the laminated yellow card in his pocket. It was inscribed with one word: 'JERICHO'.

Turning his attention to SA's crumbling diplomatic situation, O-1 composed a series of messages. His first was another video message to the world.

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I am saddened to learn of the unprovoked and cowardly attacks on my valued ally, Kyoki Chudoku. I hope for your sake that you recall my prior promise to the world, that should the Supreme Authority fall, we will grant humanity the mercy of Dust in lieu of the living hell of fr**d*m. Today, I announce that this pledge extends to Kyoki Chudoku as well. This is your only warning. Should Kyoki Chudoku fall, mankind shall fall with it.


He then messaged Aozora Chiyumi, his trusted ally and lover.

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From: O-1, Overseer of the Supreme Authority
To: Aozora Chiyumi, Supreme Overlady of All Reality, Kyoki Chudoku
Encryption: maximum

Dearest Aozora,
I share your utter contempt for freedom and democracy. If there were any doubts about the perils of freedom, the past year has laid them bare. You have my utmost thanks for your loyalty during this difficult time. By now, you should be aware of my latest message to the world. I hope that this 'inspires' others to respect your rightful tyranny over your subjects. Also, thank you for your timely warning of the Cybertronian menace.
Given the current military situation, you and I both know that a Dust release is highly likely. Be sure that Naosu is informed of this. Our list of targets does not include Chudokuren territory. If you lock down borders and are prepared for rapid quarantines and medical responses, you have a high chance of surviving such an event.
I shall do my utmost to not die. But of course, my future survival is by no means a certainty. If I am fated to perish, it is my hope that we shall still meet again. I am no stranger to the blood on my hands; I suspect that my afterlife will be less than a paradise. But I would wait for you, as you would be paradise enough. Whatever the future holds, don't blame yourself. Kyoki Chudoku remains a glorious bastion of oppression and tyranny. Take pride in it.

Love,
O-1


His last message was to Dictator Turnabout of Soyouso, a loyal friend and ally for many years.

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From: O-1, Overseer of the Supreme Authority
To: Dictator-Warlord Turnabout

Dictator Turnabout,
As usual, I am honored and humbled by your steadfast loyalty, even in these most trying of circumstances. Of course, I grant you permission to take and safeguard refugees from our conflict. However, there may be rebels and traitors among them. If so, treat them as you will.
I must also unfortunately send a warning. The Supreme Authority's military defeat seems more likely than ever. If that occurs, I will indeed make good on my threat to release Dust to the world. Such resolve has kept my people safe for many of the years past, and I cannot dare abandon it now. But should that worst eventuality come to pass, know that I have several years ago ordered the exclusion of Soyousan territory and surrounding areas from all missile targeting coordinates. This, along with your divine powers, should be able to ensure the survival of much of your nation.
Thank you again for your timeless friendship. It is my great hope that our nations may not only survive but thrive despite the fires of today, and I may be able to begin repayment of your exceeding generosity.
- O-1


[Arctica-Aleutia]

Unit 0945X-MK35
Beta-D-21
Supreme Authority

Although a trio of their comrades had been destroyed, and remainder continued to zoom towards their targets. The AI systems were designed to be predatory, and they greatly enjoyed the thrill of the hunt. To them, the great airship was like some giant, lumbering prey-creature, and they closed in on it like vicious hunters. Brilliant blue particle beams lit up the skies, wreathed in deadly cherenkov radiation. These deadly beams of relativistic muons scoured the envelope of the zeppelin, subjecting it to armour-piercing thermal and kinetic energy.

The anti-air emplacements and heavy artillery found themselves targeted by high-energy lasers, the intense heat sufficient to vaporise diamond. These invisible instruments of terror were clearly being utilised in an effort to disable the Arctican-Aleutian defences, rendering them helpless before the lethal fighters struck the killing blow. In seconds, the devastating hail of energy weapons ceased as the squadron passed overhead. They were traveling far too quickly for the air defences to be particularly effective, and the bullets that did manage to successfully strike them failed to cause critical damage.

However, a lesson had been learned from the loss of three of their compatriots on the initial attack run, and as they came around for the second assault in a manoeuvre that would have proven fatal for a human pilot, they began jinking seemingly at random. This would make their flight path unpredictable, and far harder to target, although it did cost them a significant percentage of their initial velocity.

The fortress guns on the airship attempted to gain a lead on the fighters, but other than a few grazing shots had no success.

However, other large guns came online, flak cannons that shot in a wide, devastating spray. Four more fighters quickly went down, but the others evaded without a scratch. One of the ten fortress guns on the airship was disabled.

Support troops began putting out fires and patching up what damage they could. A mainframe supercomputer deep within the airship slowly began to power on. As soon as it came online it provided accurate aiming assistance to the gunners, leveling the playing field significantly. It also began analyzing the complex flight pattern of the fighters, but as it was less advanced than the fighters' AI it so far had no success.

On the ground, the soldiers that had braced for the attack took advantage of the chaos to attack the SA troops stationed in the neighboring factories. While the outcome of the air battle remained unclear, for now the ground troops were slowly expanding their controlled area... but without anti-air support...


Back in Arctica-Aleutia, Wyatt and his wife Larisa sat in their living room.

Larisa: "He's going to do it, you know."

Wyatt: "Do what?"

Larisa: "You know what. The Dust. There's not going to be any victory without it, if you could even call that victory."

Wyatt: "You're right... maybe Turnabout's right too. We should make this a humanitarian effort. That's really the essence of our goal anyway, isn't it?"

Larisa: "But we'd still have to fight them off."

Wyatt: "Yes, but we don't need to take the whole country. The Beta complex alone is several hundred square miles in area. It's the size of a small country, and if we can take it, it could be one. We will help establish a government, democratic or otherwise, based on the citizens' wishes and needs. Then we along with said government will make the area a center for humanitarian operations. Whether we will expand beyond the Beta complex will depend on how things play out."

Larisa: " 'democratic or otherwise'?"

Wyatt: "I have learned that non-democratic nations can be just. To ignore what the people there might want for the sake of some ideological crusade would make me a hypocrite. And that is the last thing I want to be. Make no mistake, though. When that area is liberated it shall have freedom of speech, assembly, and religion... and hopefully some peace at last."

[Atkemri]

Atkemrian Liberation army
Transport helicopters accompanied with attack helicopters come from the sky picking up SA citizens saving them from a life of oppression and strife. They will be taken to a better life in Atkemri where they can be free at last. Meanwhile the army moves from their camp to go to Factory master B6D6F5FC's factory to establish a foothold for further invasion. The tanks spearhead the assault immediately firing their cannons into the factory as Katushka rocket batteries begin hammering the rest of of it with Salvo upon salvo slamming into it.

[Skyhooked]

(Missed some events maybe, but gonna post anyway.)

Agents and scouts finally created partial map of factions. Some of them were potentially friendly, while others could be hostile, and some were no better that Supreme Authority. That map was used to plan the final assault on Enclave from three sides. As soon as all units finally arrived, this plan was possible to complete, and the leaders of assault discussed it one last time.

-"So, as far as we know, Iron Alliance and other allies of SA are distracted with fightin' each other and UNSAA. That must be a perfect opportunity for us to sack that last resort and finally get rid of another tyrant. Enclave is not too far, but it will take time."-Stan Dixon

-"Dudes, do we have cure ready? They promised to release some Dust virus upon the world. But there is one thing they didn't calcualte... they shouln't have released it on us first. Maybe they improved it... somehow. But it's structure is similar to that, we encountered."-Casey James

-"My calculations showed, that there was 80% probablility, that our forces may encounter hostile forces from other countries. Good thing, that we brought more that we planned."-John Walker AI

Soon all three armies headed towards the Enclave, hoping, that other factions and nation are distracted and are unable to interfere with the plans. On their way, they tried to get few small factions to join them, so they would have additional strength.

(Perfect moment to attack or help Skyhookedian armies. I know, this post is not the best, but I had to make it anyway)

[Palenquan Union]

Contested territory
"Supreme Authority"

Seemingly out of thin air the entire Palenquan expeditionary force popped up near a former small-sized urban center of this exotic realm. The men sentenced to a fate far worse than any execution method in the Palenquan legal code, even the code of medieval times, found their boots now treading on dry, grey dust, not even dirt, merely dust. The skies were grey, some regions leaning towards black, while as they turned to their comrades, an overlay of pale blue had descended upon their faces. Everything was oddly grim. The air was cold and the area was barren. Except for of course an oasis of distinctively human-built structures in the distance, though the brutalist facade of those only reinforced the gloomy atmosphere.

"Hell is not fiery and seething as the Christians had thought. It is cold, depressing, and implicitly tormenting."

Now confidently sure they were in the right place as evident by the very aura of the area, the brigade began to move. The engines of the M113 armoured personnel carriers and their various specialized variants that carried roles of air defense, anti-tank combat, urban combat support as well as unit command revved up and soon the tracks began making marks on the loose, flimsy earth. The Stryker vehicles and their variants, as well as Patriot launcher and radar vehicles would begin positioning as well. Heavy-duty trucks loaded with supplies, heavy weapons or men were also seen beginning their move. Some held research equipment for analyzing whatever was found here, others space to hold potential plunder.

For the commanders of the brigade, it only made sense that they would come to know more by heading towards the town, if it was still occupied. Intermittent gunshots and the thundering of artillery far, far away, picked up by Firefinder radars of the brigade, affirmed that they were in the presence of other civilizations, that wielded familiar technology, which was rather surprising. They hoped that some local library held everything they needed to know, in addition to that, the soldiers sharpened their senses for combat in case prisoners needed to be taken to gain more knowledge from interrogation.

The brigade set up camp about 15 km outside the city, while a reconnaissance squadron and an infantry battalion were sent into the city, closely monitored by unmanned aerial vehicles connected to the brigade headquarters. Artillery took position on a nearby hill, alongside with anti-air defences and radars. The grumble of battle approached by the minute, and preparations would most certainly be wise.

Meanwhile, soil, air, water and organism samples were collected by brigade scientists to be analyzed to determine the nature of the local ecosystem. A strict protocol on contact with the environment had already been established, but that was soon revoked when the micro-organisms turned out to be the regular everyday bacteria Palenquans were familiar with, though sanitation was still rigorously maintained. It did not take long to discover that this world was not at all strange to the Palenquans, yet that only made them tremor at the thought of what had given this place its striking deathly ambience.

[Higher Japan]

Shield, in orbit

As they intercepted some messages below the shields and above the shields. The AI Empress overlooked all of it as it slowly began to laugh. "Break through the blockade? Don't make me laugh. This blockade can never be broken apart. To all those that appose us, let us show them the true might of what was once the empire. Load up the orbit defense systems, prepare secondary generators to be used. Get my fleet into position, and pull up a few more gunships, i want them to go down and monitor the situation." She ordered as the shields moved about, the gate section having blue energy in the core.

As the order was given, multiple gunships which were lunar class types, began to fly out of the bottom of the shield as it entered the atmosphere of the earth. Once in there, they began to fly over the SA and Kyoki Chudoku as the one flying over the latter blared out a message from the empress herself. "Aozora, how sad that it has come to this. Your days are numbered. I find it best that you surrender now." While the one over the SA began to photograph the situation. Meanwhile, one broke off as in it sat the sole representative of the republic to Volkmacht. As the gunship landed, the representative stepped out as he spoke to the guards of the presidential area (House? or what it is.) "A message from the empress, she has now been converted fully into an AI. Deliver it as soon as possible to the president." Before he boarded the ship and left as he left behind a small disk, almost like a small donut.

[Kyoki Chudoku]

Aozora had remained inside her secure residence. She dared not exit it, and was staying in the lower levels of the building. Specifically, the torture chambers. They were close enough to the underground bunker entrances for her to feel somewhat safe. She needed the extra stress relief anyway.

She didn't even bother cleaning herself off by the time she got O-1's next message.

Her heart was pounding by the time she finished it.

If we fall, so does the world. Most of them won't take that risk. Except maybe the idiots. They'll pay. We'll make sure they all pay for this disaster.

She exited the room she was in, and waliked into the laboratory. Mostly, she kept special items on it. Today though, it was where Naosu was. At Kiku's suggestion and her own personal request, Aozora had asked Naosu to keep an eye on her and make sure she didn't grow any further into madness or recklessness. The last thing she needed now was to mistake hallucinations for reality, without realising she was even having them.

"Naosu," she began. Her voice was quavering a little too much for her liking. "I just got word from O-1. If we fall, he's going to launch Dust. We're not being targeted, but there's always a risk. Prepare Hostile Environmenr Brigade forces to deal with any problems we might get, and make sure anyone with the symptoms is isolated and sterilised as soon as possible."

Naosu nodded. A surgical mask concealed her expression, but Aozora could tell she was concerned. "Dust is a highly lethal biological weapon. Our isolation is our greatest defence against it, and our knowledge of it our second best defence. I will prevent our nation being infected."

"Thank you." said Aozora, before departing.

Not long after, she received word of a Higher Japanese gunship entering her airspace. It blared out a message, as anti-aircraft defences began to fire at the intruding craft. When she heard those words, Aozora wasn't sure how she felt.

She didn't know whether to yell back about how utterly pathetic Higher Japan was, or just to laugh.

So, she simply stood in silence, before returning to a torture chamber. She was going through test subjects very rapidly as of late. Perhaps one day, they could even have enough screams to match her own suffering recently.

[The Federation of Kendor]

OOC: Sorry if the quality is decent and this whole post looks like a cobble. This post was not revised, but written on spot, with me writing on what I manage to think. I also don't know much, and don't have the right device.

Presidential Palace, Baxter, Kendor

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It had been decided, after several hours of talking about the situation on Supreme Authority. Kendor will send in military forced to make a quick work out of Supreme Authority, as well as committing other tactics, like alliance with factions aligned with the Kendorian views, pre-emptive strike on Dust facilities (though datas of them and sime samples will be preserved), and procurement of all available technologies in Supreme Authority. Through informations from some Supreme Authority defectors, including few high-ranking ones that manage to came to Kendor, the government can set up a plan against Supreme Authority. They had heard about the terrible atrocities committed there, as well as their technologies, such as some of their bioweapons. In fact, the Kendorians have been constructing and researching countermeasures and defences for years.

As for the plan, Kendor will sneak in some agents and soldiers, as well as trying to hack into the possibly now vulnerable intranet of SA. Some soldiers, contributed from the government military, volunteering militias, paramilitaries, and mercenaries (including some which offered discount for their troops, or even free for the very loyal ones). Extraterrestrial soldiers and some Human soldiers posted on the space colonies will also be sent to Earth to fight against SA. All private companies of all types who's CEO's have strong moral codes, as well as strong loyalty offered free services to the government military, though there's some who only seek money, though it's a minority (Kendor teaches it's CEO's morality, so there's no immoral businesses. While there are still few to some who acted like that, they are a minority).

More things are being written and noted about the planned invasion of the Supreme Authority. President Aaron, as well as some government officials with enhancements for their memories simply uploaded the stream of information to their brain chips. Meanwhile, the private reconnaissance and spy companies, as well as the government Kendorian Spy Agency decided to sougth out some SA rebels who were aligned with the Kendorian views, as well as rebel soldiers and especially, Slayers. They also tried to buy SA's weapons from those rebels, and if they can, dead Slayer corpses in good conditions, along with their armor and weapons, for research.

The President was now sitting in his office, watching things unfolding, as the nation continued to adapt to new things that will happen as the situation progressed or any deviations or discoveries that were found. Meanwhile, a message was sent:

To: All nations against the Iron Alliance and Supreme Authority
From: The Federal Democratic Extraterrestrial Republic of Kendor
Encryption: [Constantly changing quantum variables]

Greetings,

We send you this message to inform you that we are ready to invade Supreme Authority. We request that you don't interfere with some of our missions, such as alliance with rebel factions that have views aligned with us, or procurement of all of their technologies, and you can do aid us in that objective by not destroying any of their technologies, no matter how bad they are. However, we assure you that we won't use it for malicious purpose and only for knowledge collection. Also, to those that set a shield like structure around our planet, we request that you allowed some of our forces to enter to or exit out of Earth.

Sincerely,

Head of Foreign Minister,
Jondz L'zon (OOC: The foreign minister is a Martian)

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Military facilities across the city of New Keywell, New Keywell, Kendor

---

The military of Kendor were currently prepared across the nation. In the particular center of the Kendorian military, the city of New Keywell, things were very busy. The military was preparing many things against the Supreme Authority. Simulations were performed by quantum computers and supercomputers for the best strategy for the invasion and each fights with the Iron Alliance forces. Soldiers were given extra last minute training, and then rest for some minutes, as well as briefings in their missions. Equipments were being prepared, with the new ones being registered and sent, and the existing ones checked for any flaws that needed to be fixed, as well as being maintained.

Across the military bases, respective types of their forces were gathered there, like aerial vehicles for the air bases, space and starships for the space bases, etc. Some transports also landed on the space bases, carrying with them military equipments, as well as soldiers from the colonies and member worlds, both Humans and extraterrestrials alike. They were equipped with power armors, as well as plasma rifles, though some carried kinetic based rifles by choice, and some other equipments. Military vehicles were transported to the battlefield by carriers and sea transporters.

In a particular base, above ground, the special force soldiers were holding an extra drill. They were comprised of Humans and extraterrestrials that were enhanced, both biologically and mechanically, and intensively trained. They will lead risky missions within SA. Below ground, in a bunker, however, military officers were talking. The bunker is a high tech place, with latest state of the art equipments, such as electronic desk with interactive systems, such as battlefield or strategy display, quatum computers, a supercomputer, etc. High ranking officers, both extraterrestrial and Humans were discussing about using the secret and high tech weapons of Kendor, such as large war robots, as well as humane biological weapons (Humane as in not causing much pain, or even no pain at all).

Some hours after the meeting, it had been agreed. Kendor will use all of it on full force. The military was now prepared for the move to SA. Mercenaries, equipped with superior equipments and some specialized training compared to the normal infantries, and militias, equipped with whatever weapons they have and sheer patriotism, helped the government force. Transport ships carried smaller ships or land military equipments, as well as ground soldiers, including spec-ops and more. Quadcopters carried the mercenaries. Carriers carried air equipments, such as fighters and bombers.

Few hours later, they all reach the destination. The force is just the first wave. More will follow in the following days. As for now, the soldiers went out and unloaded their equipments, as well as establishing camps and parameters. Fighters, equipped with laser guns, rockets, and ion drive for very quick speed, patrolled the skies and established air superiority over the landing area, while two wings went to engage the enemies. Land forces, comprised of infantries, mechas, engineers, artillerists, and more, set up a defensive parameter, while some went deep into SA territory. The spec-ops and spies, meanwhile, were sent to a nearby factory. Hackers tried to hack into the SA intranet.

Everything gone as it had to be.

OOC: If there's skmething lacking, I also apologize. I felt too lazy.

[-The Eurasian Empire-]

Julius was at the breaking point in his insanity, the maddening bloodlust, the thirst for it was crawling in his vines, his maniacal laughter could be heard throughout the entire country breaking through the noise of the gunfire and missile blasts, many saw red lightning pounding the surface arciss the globe, this was the sign of Mad Emperor's cruel awaking, none ever saw him on the battlefield only till now.Eight kilometer of a explosion brighten in the distance, it shaped like a nuclear mushroom cloud, though the cloud was red and had a face of s circus clown letting out a scream of a terrified child.Yes, indeed, the Mad Emperor was building for battle with those souls extinguished by the massive release of energy devastating the landscape, with only a crater to be found with a shadows of crying souls killed being consumed by the Mad Emperor, who was seen tangled in bandages covering his face with three eyes shown on the front and he look he was wearing a red jacket of some kind.Tombstones, stone angels, and crosses where riding out from the Earth creating a massive graveyard in specific locations of where his vicitims where eradicated.This epic would draw attention to locations rewarding his foes to face him, personally in battle, the greatest opportunity to slay the Supreme Leader was at hand or the largest massacre of fools facing him was at hand, with a blood crulling scream echoing the realm of Supreme Authority caused by the Mad Emperor.


Meanwhile, Tyrannius used a protections bubble to offend off the sudden reaction of energy released from his Master, changing his physical appearance to crazed monster that was Julius incarnation to a demonic creature that was the source of primal evil in the universe.He'd grinned with looking around the aftermath for any movement directed to his master, at the center of the crater, slouch over with blood his long arms touching the ground spread out like spaghetti waiting for something to happen or for someone to show.The thought of seeing his master in the mood for a fight to the death, obliviously was a rare occurrenc with his Master's hours ruling the Imperial State, so Tyrannius run to the tallest tower in the region to see a battle unfold.

[Pax Cybertronian]

Aozora had responded negatively to Megatron's request, and so he had now declared that the Overseers were all to be killed. Soundwave was to send in around ten thousand Vehicons or so and kill every non-Cybertronian in their sight, from Atkmeri to Kendor. Starscream then updated his message to accommodate this.

Code: Select all

To: Anyone Nearby The Supreme Authority.
From: High Lord Starscream.

This is High Lord Starscream, and I have placed a bounty on the heads - or rather, helms - of each and every one of the Overseers. The price for their murder?

One hundred million Shanix. Each. For all twelve of them.

We are seeking to annex the Supreme Authority since we now regard O-1 as an incompetent leader who has lost control of his territory to the rebellion, and in return for allowing us to do whatever we want to this country, we will pay you the shanix and we will spare you for a little while longer. Whoever murders the most Overseers will be declared the winner. This applies not to the leader of a nation, but actually just to the man or woman who murders an Overseer. If the leader happens to kill one of the Council, they will win one hundred million shanix. We also encourage you to fight one another to achieve victory

As a reminder, the murderer will receive the award.

Thank you,
Starscream.

"Ensure to send it out to everyone, Starscream," Megatron reminded. "Make sure they start killing off one another to win. No one who opposes Decepticon rule must survive."

Starscream nodded and pressed send on the datapad. Almost immediately, it was sent to EVERYONE nearby. Leaders, ministers, individual soldiers, even civilians were sent the message. The message was clear. Kill off each other and eventually try to kill off the Overseers. Starscream smirked smugly as the legion of Vehicons began to move out from the Groundbridge, driving down the road and preparing to fire at any ships nearby.

Meanwhile, Megatron began to type out a message to Kultaris and Leonard Raxus, intending to rally them together as fellow members of the G.I.L.

Code: Select all

To: Kulatris of Rykil and Leonard Raxus of the IROC
From: Emperor Megatron

Hello,

As you know, I am the leader of the interstellar imperialistic organisation, the Galactic Imperialistic Legions. Anyway, as members of the G.I.L., I find it imperative to band together to take out our opponents - such as Kyoki Chudoku, who backs the SA, and Atkmeri, a nation of anti-imperialists - in the pursuit of the conquest of the Supreme Authority. I will send you my coordinates, and in return, I want you to send your best generals to aid in the conquest of the SA. I plan on storming the Citadel soon enough. This will also prevent you from being attacked by my Vehicon hordes, who are all transformed into our uniform Cybertronian military sports cars.

Thank you,
Emperor Megatron.


Megatron then, after pondering altering the message for a few nanokliks, sent the message to the leaders of the IROC and Rykil. He then looked around, searching specifically for any organic lifeforms to eradicate.

[Awitha]

The officer pointed at a board "our recent scout reports have told us that many nations are in front of us this is a good chance to attack from the flanks and rear and to burn out their camps" she moved the stick across the map after we destroy most in the path we will try to group up in the capital so we can help, but first we must take out the rebels surrounding the local areas," she explained "now I want the Commandos to take out the rebels once the rebels are finished up we will regroup for a march through enemy territory from the rear we will be accompanied by Armored Calvary" she finished talking and the soldiers started to get ready for the assault.
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Space
Yastos would look out the window of the officer bridge and watched the planet it seemed relatively peaceful but on the surface the planet was chaotic.
"Is it good down their General?" Yastos asked through the radio and the radio would respond "we are currently rooting out the rebels in the local areas after this we will try to regroup and cause chaos to the enemies and their encampments"
Yastos would respond "keep up the good work" he turned off the radio and continue to watch the planet.

[Skyhooked]

Skyhookedian forces just continued their crusade towards the Enclave, raiding and sacking towns, which were still loyal to Supreme Authority. For some reason, they didn't meet significant resistance, however, Squids fleet near south coast noticed some suspicious activity near Port Gamma-D-6. Signal was weak and well hidden, but Skyhookedian agency managed to isolate it. Large group of ships and submarines was dispatched to seek for hostile targets, and looks like the found them. They were identified as Sardovian.

An attack with EMP missiles followed that immideately. Right from Skyhookedian submarines, they flew to the assumed location of the hostile fleet, and then exploded in the air, so they would cover larger area. However, given pretty inaccurate location, due to enemie's stealth capabilities, some may miss.

Meanwhile on the main base, giant scorpion was finally assembled back, and slowly headed to the Enclave too, accompanied with another raiding party. It was controlled by a living pilot, so hacking it would be useless.

[Soyouso]

Turnabout marched as many refugees they could find to Soyouso. On the way back they saw the army led by General Lacorty heading to defend Supreme Authority.

Soyouso
"Make yourselves at home, my brethren." Dictator Turnabout said on the nation's speakers as they watched the many refugees from the Dominion get their names (well, serial numbers) counted. Soyouso was very strict with keeping immigrants and refugees counted so background checks could be done. The information on the survivors under Soyousian care was sent to Supreme Authority so they could figure out which ones were rebels. Soyouso's obsession with surveillance also helped track them down. Turnabout was still deciding what to do with them, pretending to have no clue of the refugee's affiliation.
The Soyousian treated them very warmly, and culture shock quickly happened from the people of the Dominion's point of view. The Soyousian had names. They had the ability to choose their occupations. They had more allowance of free will and mobility than that of the Supreme Authority, as long as they obeyed the dictator. The Soyousian, while aware of the Dominion's tighter policy, had no issue with it, and were only really shocked by their lack of individuality and surgical modifications to fit their jobs. They got along relatively well but confused each other.

The dictator sensed a disturbance in Supreme Authority, and immediately began the process of putting a curse on Emperor Julius. The process was, while entirely mental, a painful one for both, giving a skull splitting migraine. The dictator, in their castle, committed horrific acts of self harm that would be felt by the Emperor. As the dictator, a lesser god who had grown more powerful over the years, could respawn body parts and had to be killed in a certain way, hidden in Soyouso's top secret files. However, they would become a high god in spirit form upon death, so killing the dictator would be unwise.

Supreme Authority
General Tex Lacorty, at this point elderly, made his way to Supreme Authority. He worrma black bodysuit of knight-resembling armor with a built in monocle. In his hand he held a large bazooka that shot out smaller version's of Soyouso's nukes from it, and a longsword. The others had similar armor, but all had assault rifles. Their signature hats, black color, and blue armbands were the same. They marched to the nearest battle to attack the invaders and protect their beloved allies.

To: Aozora Chiyumi
From: Executioner Annette Turnabout, daughter of our glorious leader
Have some atomic bombs. This one's a replica of Fat Man, this is the one we once dropped pm Skyhooked, Kristoph, and here's a new firey one named...Salsa. We ran out of names. Have fun.

[-The Eurasian Empire-]

Turnabout marched as many refugees they could find to Soyouso. On the way back they saw the army led by General Lacorty heading to defend Supreme Authority.

Soyouso
"Make yourselves at home, my brethren." Dictator Turnabout said on the nation's speakers as they watched the many refugees from the Dominion get their names (well, serial numbers) counted. Soyouso was very strict with keeping immigrants and refugees counted so background checks could be done. The information on the survivors under Soyousian care was sent to Supreme Authority so they could figure out which ones were rebels. Soyouso's obsession with surveillance also helped track them down. Turnabout was still deciding what to do with them, pretending to have no clue of the refugee's affiliation.
The Soyousian treated them very warmly, and culture shock quickly happened from the people of the Dominion's point of view. The Soyousian had names. They had the ability to choose their occupations. They had more allowance of free will and mobility than that of the Supreme Authority, as long as they obeyed the dictator. The Soyousian, while aware of the Dominion's tighter policy, had no issue with it, and were only really shocked by their lack of individuality and surgical modifications to fit their jobs. They got along relatively well but confused each other.

The dictator sensed a disturbance in Supreme Authority, and immediately began the process of putting a curse on Emperor Julius. The process was, while entirely mental, a painful one for both, giving a skull splitting migraine. The dictator, in their castle, committed horrific acts of self harm that would be felt by the Emperor. As the dictator, a lesser god who had grown more powerful over the years, could respawn body parts and had to be killed in a certain way, hidden in Soyouso's top secret files. However, they would become a high god in spirit form upon death, so killing the dictator would be unwise.

Supreme Authority
General Tex Lacorty, at this point elderly, made his way to Supreme Authority. He worrma black bodysuit of knight-resembling armor with a built in monocle. In his hand he held a large bazooka that shot out smaller version's of Soyouso's nukes from it, and a longsword. The others had similar armor, but all had assault rifles. Their signature hats, black color, and blue armbands were the same. They marched to the nearest battle to attack the invaders and protect their beloved allies.

To: Aozora Chiyumi
From: Executioner Annette Turnabout, daughter of our glorious leader
Have some atomic bombs. This one's a replica of Fat Man, this is the one we once dropped pm Skyhooked, Kristoph, and here's a new firey one named...Salsa. We ran out of names. Have fun.

General Tex Lacoty's man was halted by a familiar man, standing in there way to
Supreme Authority, his body was that of a mechanoid, more humanoid as he was before becoming one by falling victim to the Mad Emperor."Hello.Looking younger than ever, my old friend, Lacoty.You remind me when I was only wee' little boy, aren't you happy to see me? The Dearest husband of Skitty, no?" This wasn't Hellion, something was definitely off, his tone in his voice was murderous with the intention of killing the good ole' general, this was a plastic Hellion, slave to the Mad Emperor, his free will is all gone, his pessimistic personality was nonexistent with this voice being too optimistic to see General Lacoty as Hellion was always the pessimist even in the most positive of situations, always seeing the bad while attempting to enjoying him, trying not to make other feel uncomfortable, this plastic man was high in confidence, a body of emptiness.Holding a 23 pound Gatling gun, loaded to teeth, the barrel was slowly spines as it was in usage, the bloodstains on Hellon's usual Prussian uniform is painted like he was slaughtering pigs at the slaughterhouse.The Emperor had shattered the Kreucian into a plastic pawn to be used against his loved ones and friends, the heinous Julius' work at the finest of his wickedness in his madness.

[Guadalupador]

1900 Hours: Supreme Authority. The 28th of Kaitremel, 4650 (28/2/2070)

The Imperial Paratroopers were making headway toward the enclave before being rerouted by the command of General Aure Saikantem. Imperial Military Intelligence caught word through a round of intercepted encryption-less comms that the degenerate Soyousans were evacuating civilians from the cold, dead land. Their military contingency was headed toward the enclave while their "dictator" was dillydallying around. Saikantem knew he had to put the final fall of the SA on hold to sate the Dorian's collective thirst for Soyousan blood. The attack on Lacorty's force would be introduced with a salvo of cluster bomblets ejected out of cruise missiles being fired off by the Guadalupadorian Navy off the coast. The bomblets rained down across Lacorty's force as the Paratroopers and Armor held their position, waiting for the Soyousan scum to stumble into their trap in a forest of dead trees. While Saikantem's Division was taking on the Soyousans, the Guadalupadorian Drop Zone was quickly resembling an FOB as the skies were surprisingly clear. Guadalupadorian troops were now pouring into the theater of war, as it was planned and were establishing a pretty strong foothold in the SA. The second wave of airborne troops included field artillery more airborne infantry, reconnaissance units, a fully staffed field hospital, engineers, as well as an elite unit of Guadalupadorian Imperial Special Police. The forces at the FOB numbered around 11,000 personnel, added on to the mass of airborne assault troops and armor. Operation Shatter Iron was quickly becoming the largest military operation that the Empire had conducted in over a century, not to mention the largest airborne operation in history.
The Guadalupadorian Imperial Special Police Unit had one simple task: Exterminate any SA civilians that resist the Imperial Doctrine of Civilization. The Special Police began following the main army force and moving into settlements. Any civilians present there would be rounded up, and interrogated. If one was suspected of being subversive, then the entire population would be subjected to collective punishment. As the main force advanced toward the enclave, the Special Police left the bodies of civilians in piles across the front to rot in the sun. The worst punishments were reserved for those that were unlucky to have been aiding the Soyousans in evacuating civilians: they were tortured and then killed slowly for even associating themselves with such degeneracy and filthy barbarism. That was the way of war in Guadalupador.

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2200 Hours: Nosamo, Guadalupadorian Empire

As the Empress prepared for bed, one of her tablet computers started to come to life. It was quite peculiar, since she had explicitly had it turned off. Her Serene and Illustrious Majesty accessed it, and there was one singular message, in Old Dorian. No marker of translation from Modern Dorian either. She was at first confused, but then read through the message. Her eyes widened in amazement, there were beings from the stars ready and willing to assist them with advanced technology if a seemingly simple task would be completed. She knew no way to respond besides from action. Her Majesty quickly called one of her attendants into her room, and dictated orders to the Imperial Satellite Defense and Intelligence Array to start the search for weak points within the planet-wide shield generator that covered Earth.