League of Empires RP (For members of The LoE only)

[Britanania]

1700 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

Rosaline smiles at the President's remark.

"I don't mean to disagree, Monsiegneur Corrigan, but you are neither French nor a leader of France. The vast majority of the people are much happier under a monarchy and as Britanania's Chief Ally than the slave of NATO and the former U.S."

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France.

The Emperor and his Staff reach the area where the NEO President landed.

[North-East Ohio]

1700 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace
N. Corrigan: 'Well Miss Rosaline, I meant no disrespect by my comment but the CIA has uncovered data suggesting that there is a resistance movement inside of France and quite a few Italian's and Swiss would like to be independent from the Empire.*

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France.
*Four men stepped out of the helicopter, the President, Vice President, Rockwall, and...an Ohioan General, his name tag reads "Winheart"*
Corrigan: "Hello Emperor, I do believe we have a few things to discuss."

[Britanania]

1700 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

The Vicerine sipped some wine before retorting.

"Of course in any society there would be resistence to any regime. However, since the monarchy has been restored and the return of the French Empire, France has seen improvements in education, infanstructure, the economy and national pride."

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France

They nodded.

"Yes, I am sure."

[North-East Ohio]

1700 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace
N. Corrigan: "I'm just saying Madam. I have noticed the improvements in the country, but as I said, a lot of Italians and Swiss resent the Empire. The Swiss don't like it because it destroyed their neutrality, the Italian's because they are no longer independent...The French might love it, but some others don't. I'm just saying."

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France
Corrigan: "Will we be talking here or in a building somewhere?"

[Britanania]

1700 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

"oh, of course there has been resentment, and there is resentment, Monsiegneur, but the fact of the matter is, in years to come, when the generation who remembered the old way, all die, there will no resentment, or it will be lesser."

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France

The Emperor looked around.

"We shall discuss it here."

[Vergenskia]

1700 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

The Royal Family fades in and out of eavesdropping on the conversation, but overall, they pay little attention and continue to eat.

0400, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia.

A few officers go and wrangle the leader of the terrorists, ripping off clothing to expose any possible explosives.

0600, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia

The thunder of tanks continues toward the demolished city. The snow makes no concerns of the Vergenskian Army, barreling toward the final battle. The Russians won't be able to last long.

[North-East Ohio]

1700 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace
Corrigan: "We will most certainly have to see. When my father was growing up there was still resentment in Palestine even when the old generation was starting to. So yeah, we will just have to see."

0400, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia.
*The leader of the Black Hand, still barely alive, started to crawl towards a gun that had fallen to the ground*
*meanwhile a soldier brought the girl who had entered the building to Hoxha*
Soldier: "Here is that girl sir. What should we do with her?"
Girl: "Don't arrest me! I'm an Ohioan citizen!"

0600, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia
*Soon, Russian planes came into the city, carrying many more soldiers coming from the Caucuses and Kazakhstan. The Russian's relived the rebellion wasn't priority one and pulled most of it's soldiers to help fight in the city. This coupled with the recent snow fall seemed to give the Russian's a moral boost and began to stand their ground in the city. Hoping they could at least draw the conflict out for a while.*

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France
Corrigan: "Right. So is everything settled between you and the European Allies? What will happen to France, South America, and the Falklands?"

[Britanania]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

The Countess smiled and continued to eat.

After some time, the servants returned to clear the finished plates, bringing in a serving of beef Wellington, and filling their glasses with some clos du bois merlot.

1545 2 May 2022

"South America shall be incorporated fully into the Empire, and France is now our ally."

[Vergenskia]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

The Royal Family continues to eat and drink happily. They share happy conversations. Though they are large figures in the state, they still act as a middle-class family.

0410, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia.

Sergeant Novak walks over to the bleeding man and kicks the gun out of his reach. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" He says with a devious grin, then stepping on his hand.

Hoxha looks at the girl. "Why are you out so late?! You should know that its past curfew!"

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia

Vergenskia still holding air superiority, has jets fly through the air, assaulting the transport planes. The whole area is flooded with the sound of the synchronized tank shots blowing through the air, not yet a single V-11 has been fired.

[North-East Ohio]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace
*The President and First lady went back to eating. The President wasn't in the mood to argue at the time, he just wanted to sit back and relax because after this...it's back to facing the reality of the war around them."

0410, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia.
*The Serb looked up at the man and couched up some blood onto his shoe*
Serb: "Oh...don't worry Vergenskian...come sun rise...all of Vergenskia will feel my wrath...even if I am not alive to see it....You may have won here in Tirana....but you will be no match for the pandora's box that has been opened...." *He closed his eyes and went silent*

Girl: "I'm sorry! I was just coming back to my hotel! I was out with a friend..."

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia
*soon, Russian ground forces started to arrive from the Caucuses, coming in behind the Vergenskians. And with the Russian's arriving from Kazakhstan the Russian's hoped they could encircle the Vergenskians*

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France
Corrigan: *The President sighed. There was nothing he could do in this situation...his nation was too weak to say no.* "Alright....take it."

[Britanania]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace


OOC: After Dinner, we're going to time skip roughly 6 months, right before the Chinese invasion. Is this okay?

IC:

As the dinner continued, Grand Vizier Tarkin spoke up.

"After this conflict is over, we should have a dinner like this again, in the Palais de Tarkin."

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France


The Emperor smiled coldly.

"And as I mentioned before, with in 6 months, India and Phonecia will be invaded."

[Vergenskia]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

"With food like this, I can't say no!" I say, cheerfully.

0410, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia.

Novak shakes his head and kicks him in the stomach to make sure he's dead. "Empty threats..." He says.

"Who is this friend of yours?" Hoxha asks.

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia

Fekete gets the news of the other troops coming and orders the rest of the airforce to take care of them. No way a mobile troop convoy can shoot down the Grippens.

[North-East Ohio]

OOC: That is fine

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace
N. Corrigan: *The President nodded* "Yes, perhaps." *The President was actually scared about the future, knowing how the last war ended he was afraid of a repeat in history.*

0410, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia.
Girl: *She points to a brick house just down the street* "She was just helping me with learning Albanian sir...We weren't doing anything illegal or anything."

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia
*Some Russian jets had been following the mobile troops and soon a dogfight broke out in the sky's below. The Russian's hoped this would give them enough time to get to the city.*

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France
Corrigan: *The President sighed and nodded*

[Britanania]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace


The Emperor looked around at his collegues.

"Our future is bright, Gentlemen. At last, the final remenants of tyranny will fall. As Grand Vizier Tarkin put it in today's speech, we will fight to the bitter end."

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France

"Than I think our business is finished.And the Falklands shall be transfered to your control"

(Cut to next flashback)

[Vergenskia]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

"No. We'll never fall. We are the masters of the world."

0410, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia.

Hoxha looks up the address of the house and notices that no person who lives in the house has a criminal record. He returns to the girl. "Everything checks out. You're free to go. But I will have you escorted back to where ever by an officer." That officer happened to be the Sergeant Novak. He moves her to the back of his patrol car and opens the back door for her.

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia

The tanks pull into the city and begin their major assault, as engineers take out buildings known to contain any Russian soldiers.

0610, February 9th, 2058. Several areas in Russia.

The JAS-39 was a much better performer than any MiG that the Russians could show up. The air superiority stood under the Vergenskians, for the time being. Although the Vergenskian pilots took out the MiGs, the tanks and infantry weren't hit, yet.

[North-East Ohio]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace
N. Corrigan: *The President cringed when the Vonalzo said 'We are the masters of the world'. Though Corrigan knew that he was going to shape the world after the war, he didn't like thinking of himself as the worlds master. He didn't want all nations to be puppets to the 'Big Three'.*

0410, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia
Girl: "But this hotel is where I've been living...in fact there is my mom now." *She pointed to a woman who was walking towards them rather fastly*
Mother: "Oh there you are Alice! I've been looking all over for you! Are you ok? God you're already like your father..."
Alice: "I'm fine mom..."

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia
*with fighting now in the streets of the city, the Russian's began mass evacuations of civilians in helicopters, though they considred the Vergenskian's barbaric, they didn't think they would shoot down civilian transport. The Russian army meanwhile was starting to fall back rather quickly...for some odd reason.*

1545 2 May 2022. Paris, France
Corrigan: *The President smiled for the first time in a while and shook the Emperor's hand* "Well Merci. And now...I think our buisness is done here" *him and his men walked away, General Winheart bumped into a Britananian soldier and growled at the soldier as he bumped into him. The men got in the helicopter and left.*

0117 July 7th, 2027. Somewhere in the Jungles of Laos
*A Laotian soldier walked through the forest, on the lookout for any Ohioan soldiers. The forest was dense and had traps everywhere. He watched his step carefully on the ground, but didn't expect to be grabbed from behind and then he had a knife in his neck*
Johnson: *Special Operations Soldier Mark Johnson threw the body on the ground and dragged it into the foliage. He picked up his rifle and silently crept through the forest until he found Nick Regis lying on the ground in Camo. Johnson helped his friend up and the two moved towards their objective.*

[Britanania]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

Tarkin looked solemn at the word Master, and looked away. Some distrurbance had befallen him, but none of the Britiananians seemed to notice.

0117 July 7th, 2027. Somewhere in the Jungles of Laos

Several sentries were placed around the compound, hidden deep in the Indochinese jungles, and deep underground. The dozen or so men blended in fully with the jungle, and were undertectable by even the most advanced operatives.

[Vergenskia]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

I noticed that none of my fellow leaders share in my enthusiasm. I shrug it off and take the last sip of the wine.

0410, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia

"So you are this girl's mother? Then I'll make the ticket out to you." Hoxha pulls out his ticket book and begins to write.

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia

Fekete had gotten news that civilians were being evacuated from Volgograd. He's asked what should the military do. He shakes his head and says, "Leave them be. They are not our objective."

[North-East Ohio]

1710 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace
N. Corrigan: "yes...anyway. My compliments to the chef, it is very delicious food."

0410, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia
Mother: "That's fine....seems like we're never going to get back home..."

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia
*Suddenly the city began to rock with small explosions, no buildings where damaged or anything.*

0117 July 7th, 2027. Somewhere in the Jungles of Laos
Regis: *he whispered to Johnson* "Petrov's camp is just up ahead, I counted at least 10 guards outside the camp and probably 20 more inside. Ross and Winheart are on their way as well"
Johnson: *he nodded and looked down the scope of his rifle at the camp.*

[Britanania]

1715 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

The servents returned with dessert, handing each diner a bowl of lemon sponge, British style, with fresh apples.

They also took out a bottle of Tokay, and served it to each person.

"This bottle," the Grand Vizier explained, "is over 23 years old..."


0117 July 7th, 2027. Somewhere in the Jungles of Laos


One of the sentries noticed the NEO operatives going near a camp. The man smiled.

[Vergenskia]

1715 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

"Hmm... A Tokay...? 23 years old? So, Tarkin. Is this from my own private collection?" I ask, semi-angered.

0415, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia

"Its fine, ma'am." Hoxha says, barely paying attention. He rips off the ticket and hands it to the woman. "That'll be 200 Arany." He says.

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia

The explosions don't stop the movement of the armor divisions. The infantry makes a bit of a stop, but continues on slaughtering.

[Britanania]

1715 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

He chuckled slightly.

"Well, when I had Buda-Pest under siege, I happended upon some wine vaults." He replied, a bit caustically.

Some of the older Viceroy's smirked, remembering the war.

[North-East Ohio]

1715 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace
*The Two Ohioans went silent and listened to the conversation...they had come so close and now fighting was starting....*

0415, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia
Mother: "Alright alright, I should have some up in our room..." *she heads up into the building*
Alice: "...We've been stuck here since the war started...that's what my mother meant by never going home..."

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia
*suddenly, all throughout the city, poisonous gas creeps through the city killing anyone without proper protection. The Russian army returns to the street to fight, wearing protection.*

0120 July 7th, 2027. Somewhere in the Jungles of Laos
*Johnson and Regis find Winheart and Ross a little bit away from them. The four start planning an attack when Winheart tells them of a Vergenskian defector in the camp, pretending to be a Russian soldier*

[Vergenskia]

1715 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

"We still beat ya stubborn bastards off." I say.

0415, February 9th, 2058. Tirana, Albania, Vergenskia

"Is that so, eh?" Hoxha says. "Ma'am! Please come back!"

0610, February 9th, 2058. Volgograd, Russia

Fekete laughs at the gas. "Perfect timing. Operation Firestorm is here." He orders the army to retreat as the thunder of the bombers returns... With a different payload.

[Britanania]

1715 8 Febuary 2058. Britananian Imperial Palace

"Only because I wouldn't drop a nuke on an old friend."


0120 July 7th, 2027. Somewhere in the Jungles of Laos


The man has brought back-up, 5 other men. They spy the men, and fire the tranqs at their necks, enough to put a horse to sleep.