The New World. (All Techs. CLOSED, ACSN ONLY)

by **New Babylonia** » Thu Apr 12, 2012 7:28 am

Commandant Gorthon busily threw out orders through the command room. Meanwhile in the back ground, the radar table went off, a planet had been found. But not just an planet, a special planet. One that could sustain life. Gorthon's head popped up. 17 lighyears of journey to find this, 6 and half years witht he fleet's travelling speed. 6 and half eyars away from Kollin, the home planet, the origin of the empire.

"Sir, we've found a planet."

"I noticed, how big is it?"

"About 24,000 miles equatorial diameter."

"Hmph....a fifth the size of Kollin. Not to bad. Prepare a landing ship to scout the surface."

"Yes sir."

Captian Duley ran with 59 other men to a landing ship. After 6 damn years they'd finally found something, and he personally was quite excited. As he borded, he shouted orders, as his soldiers put on helmets and strapepd in their seats. The captain took his seat at the cockpit. The hangar doors opened, and the protective force field deployed.

"Activiate engines. Throttle check. Good. Defense systems. Good. Control surfaces....Good. All prepare for takeoof." The ship's engines roar to life. The lage ski-like legs lifted from the ground and retracted into the ship. He pushed the throttle full forward. The ship rocketed towards the Earth's atmosphere.

"Prepare to enter atmosphere. Leveling to 35 degree down angle. Coming in hot, heat resistant plates are holding." The ship blasted over what is known on Earth as the nation of CREEEEEED at nearly 9,000 MPH.

"Reducing speed, prepare for landing." The landing gear deployed as the captain pushed down and then hurridedly pulled up. The ship landed hard...and skidded to a stop.

"We're here."

by **New Carloso** » Thu Apr 12, 2012 8:32 am

The Supreme Chancellor looked out the window. ''Jesus Christ, whats that!!!'' he roared as the huge ships blazed past New Carlingford and knocked down the Carlossian mast and its flag on top of the building. ''Were under attack!'' he shouted as he ran back from the window, down the hallway and into the war control room as the ministers and secretaries stared at each other and at the news screen.

He ran inside with 4 generals and the defense minister already inside and shut the door. They looked up at the TV which showed a few ships speeding across the city under fire by the New Carlingford Missile Defense Network. ''Richmond, radio the fleet to prepare our nuclear submarines and ships near Benington and Kings Island!'' the Supreme Chancellor ordered banging the table with his fist throwing the model soldiers and tanks off and the model buildings to fall on their side. ''Yes, sir!'' he replied and he ran to the phone and radioed them. ''Come on... Come on'' The general said.

''Hello.'' the admiral finally replied.'' ''Admiral are you seeing this on the screen?'' the general asked. ''No, whats wrong?'' the admiral replied. '' Several huge spaceships, the size of towns just came right over New Carlingford and are heading north towards Benington and Kings Island!'' the general shouted into the phone. ''We have contacted the Missile Defense Network in Benington and they are firing nuclear and bio hazardous missiles in its direction! We want you to ready all our air mine launchers, nuclear subs and ships and for fuck sake contact the government in Kings Island and tell them to use their proton cannons to shoot them out of the fucking air and stop these freaks!'' he shouted finally into the phone before smashing it down on the charger.

Within a few minutes 500 missiles had been launched from New Carlingford, Benington, the First fleet in Benington and the Second fleet near Kings Island. Before long the cruisers came out of the clouds and came closer coming at over 9 times the speed of sound but the Carlossian Airforces nuclear air mines and Raptor Stealth Bombers could easily defeat them... could they? Before long a huge chunk of melted metal fell from the sky and crashed into the water sending a huge wave almost overthrowing some of the smaller ships and then after that the red hot melting chunk made steam rise for miles into the sky. The sailors looked up again at the sky. The ships had vanished.

by **The-Third-Panzermmee** » Thu Apr 12, 2012 4:50 pm

Ultra-Cargo 4HE Pilot Fredrick Horn; Middle of the Kings Island and Carlossian Coastal border

Fred tapped his fingers on the control panel, lazily glancing to check on the flight speed and altitude.

I don't even have to do my Job anymore, Fred thought to himself, while smiling and taking a sip of his coffee. The soft whine of the wing engines slowly began to fade out. It was unnoticeable at first. Un-recognizable to the human auditory sense. It got quieter, and quieter. He frowned, tilted his head, and listened. Something, more of a hum, droned louder. It was soft, and smooth. It reached a peak, and went steady. The cabin began to shudder, and alarms began to flash upon the screen.

"What the hell?" Fred began to click dials and turn switches, frantically trying to find the source of the annoying alarm. The alarm and the drone clicked off, almost simultaneously. He froze, squinted out the windshield, and spotted the smallest dark splotch at the top left corner. It slowly grew, and turned into what seemed to be a...hull. The hull of a ship. No. A Space Ship. It emerged into view, causing Fred to gasp and drop his coffee, which tumbled to the ground and began pouring out its contents onto the floor. He glanced at the radar, and realized there was no indication of another craft. He hesitantly picked up the emergency phone, and dialed one. An answer sounded one the first ring,

"Hello?"

"Um...yes....Flight Control. Do you have any indication of another aircraft going towards Lenehen for a drop-off?"

"No, your the last flight. Why? Is there a problem?"

"Yes....you need to tell that to the guy beside me." The power shut off. Everything.

Oh crap...they EMP'd me. Fred began frantically pressing knobs and turning switches, trying anything and everything. He was between a rock and a hard place. And his mulit-billion dollar 600 ton machine was making a crash course straight towards the Carlossian border. And all he could do, was wait.

by **CREEEEEED** » Thu Apr 12, 2012 7:48 pm

OOC: I'll be using my FT military for this, if things get out of hand...

IC:

"Sir! Unidentified objects descending from orbit! Trajectory suggests a landing site in eastern CREEEEEED!"

"Well..." said the General, looking up sharply from the morning paper, his expression one of disbelief, "That's not something I thought I'd hear at work. Attempt radio contact on all frequencies, Lieutenent, and notify the National Council - I expect they'll want to have a welcoming party ready. Any size estimates on the objects?"

"It's object now sir - there were two, but the larger one has entered a stable orbit, currently passing over Carloso and Lenehen. The smaller craft appears to be performing reconnaissance."

"Well, get interceptors in the air, and try to talk it down - I don't want to start a war with aliens - no telling what they can do."

"Yes, sir. Unidentified craft, this is CREEEEEED Military Air Traffic Control. Please identify yourself and state your intentions. You are presently trespassing in CREEEEEED airspace, and are hereby requested to land immediately. We are sending a pair of aircraft to escort you to a suitable landing area. Once there we must ask that you remain aboard your ship until a diplomatic party can be organised. CREEEEEED Military Air Traffic out."

"Good job - get a message to the Council, and have them notify any of our allies that were under that ship's path."

***FROM THE OFFICE OF THE NATIONAL COUNCIL OF CREEEEEED***
*** COMMUNIQUE TO THE NATIONS OF THE ACSN***

CREEEEEED Military Forces are attempting to talk down an unidentified spacecraft which descended into our atmosphere within the last twenty minutes, crossing the airspace of several ACSN nations in the process, and which appears to be looking for a landing site somewhere in CREEEEEED. If we are able to communicate with these visitors, we will attempt to establish diplomatic relations, and ascertain what we can about these people and why they are here. If your nations would like to send a delegation, please do so.

The National Council has debated the issue of the alien visitors for some time, finally electing to send Leman Russ, Supreme Commander of the Military of CREEEEEED as it's envoy to the visitors, for three reasons. Firstly, his ability to remain calm and diplomatic whenever such is required of him will lend itself perfectly to the situation. Secondly, the aliens likely posess highly advanced technology and knowledge - it is highly likely that Russ is be the only person in CREEEEEED capable of comprehending it. Lastly, Russ' impressive stature, at 9'7", coupled with his personal 'Stone Man' battlesuit and his "ceremonial" power sword 'Bane', would provide a substantial physical deterrent to hostile activities. It was also decided that Russ would be accompanied by 100 of his Stone Men to provide both a personal bodyguard for The ACSN delegations, and an honour guard for the aliens.

Additional Military Preparations for potential hostile contact with the aliens are underway as follows:

***COMMUNIQUE ENDS***

by **The-Third-Panzermmee** » Thu Apr 12, 2012 9:36 pm

The dot flashed once more, then disappeared. The control room went silent. Everyone knew those planes were equipped with electronically-operated emergency gear. The Captain slammed his fist down on one of the desks, and held his forehead. Everyone was waiting for orders.

"Alright...I need someone to contact Mr. Darigo. Contact him on his personal phone, tell him its urgent." The Captain huffed, assumed his leadership, and placed his hat proudly back onto his head. He made his way towards the Water Cooler.

"Yes, I need Mr. Darigo please."

"No, its very urgent."

"No, h-...very well." The operator handed the Captain the phone,

"Fedalis?"

"John, what in the HELL are you doing, son?"

"Sir, I know this is a bad time, but we need you, now."

"Code Black?"

"Code Black." There was silence...

"I'll be there as soon as I can. I'll need a SITREP and immediate connections with the Big 3."

"I'm on it, sir."

"May God help us all, son." The call ended, and the Captain placed the phone gently back down. He took a long sip of water, and crushed his cup.

"My Emperor? Call from Mr. Darigo."

"Connect. Thank you Jennifer." Thomas politely sat up in his chair, and took the phone from off of his desk,

"Fedalis, are you calling to concern about what is currently unfolding within the outer layers of the region?"

"Yes, my Emperor. I'm currently being transported to Area-6 to get a briefing on a crash land near Carloso. What should we do?"

"Fedalis, my father once told me that failure was not an option. That failing was like death, because once it comes, your done. I will make the necessary preparations to neutralize this...annoyance. We will be acting immediatly against the threat. In fact, I advise you work primarily on the S&R of our pilot."

"Yes, my Emperor."

"Good day to you, my boy. Vis et honor tibi." Thomas placed the phone back down, and glanced at the red button placed on the far right corner of his desk. It stared him down. But he was not the hesitant type, his hand was half-way towards the alarm when his Secretary stepped through again.

"Sir, we have a report from the offices of CREEEEEEEED!"

"Bring it over" he sighed and took back his hand. A plain white folder slid across his desk. He picked it up, placed his reading spectacles on the bridge of his nose, and read.

"Hm....very well. Looks like Violence wont be neccesary after all. Do me a favor and send Ronald a message telling him to send down a couple Transports in that vast playground of his towards CREEEEEEEED, carrying exactly, I repeat Jennifer, exactly 100 men. Accompanying those men, I want Vladimir Derochenko. I owe that man a drink or two."

"Yes, my Emperor." The door shut behind her. Thomas turned his chair towards the large window that rested behind him. It was exactly 30ft x 30ft, just big enough to give him the joy of being a sailor again. He thought he could see the faintest pillar of smoke.

by **New Carloso** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 6:50 am

''Jesus Christ, whats this again!'' the Supreme Chancellor roared outside the parliament holding up a pair of binocolors as a small ship erupted into fire and sped past New Carlingford. ''Wait that is a Panzermmee ship and its crashing!'' the Supreme Chancellor continued as he looked through his binocolors.

There was then a sudden explosion and then the Panzermmee ship went out of sight before a small wight light appeared on the horizon for a split second and then suddenly disappeared. For a minute the huge city stood still and then a light breeze blew which omitted from the blast.

The Supreme Chancellor called all military officials to a meetings. After a while of chatting the Supreme Chancellor ordered all of them to be quiet while he spoke. ''Everyone, a few hours ago a Panzmmee ship sped past New Carlingford and crashed just minutes after several UFOs flew over the size of towns. As of now 30 camera missiles and 50 bombers are going in the direction of the ships to try and see them. 70 rescuers have also been sent to rescue the pilots of the crashed ship.'' The Supreme Chancellor announced as he stood at the podium.

''We have had reports that the CREEEEEEDians have launched interceptors towards these ships which has been reported to be landing there... so I have decided to launch the Uylessus Project. We will be launching the CNA Valor and CNA Greg, or first armored battle airships armed with 50 cannons, a nuclear bomb and automatic missile system. I am afraid we have made first contact...'' he finished stepping down from the podium followed by an eerie silence in the room.

by **New Babylonia** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 7:19 am

OOC: Well the point of this was that i be the only FT...but since i'm still at an insane level even for FT it doesn't really matter.

"Sir, the manned craft has landed, as well as several drones. We're also getting contact....radio transmissions....there's life there. They seem to be hostile."

"Prepare assault craft, just in case..."

"Wait sir...we're detecting something.... It's a large projectile heading for the ship!"

"It would seem as though we aren't welcome here..." The commandant closed a fist, and headed to the war room.

Earth's surface. Scout team Six

"The soil and air samples?"

"Safe sir. We've got new orders....return to ship immediately.....under attack...Under attack?"

"Aggghh....Let's go." The ship took off, and not hestating forced full throttle. The new landscape flashed by....all a blur. The world was in for a fight...a fight of unbelieveable proportions.

by **CREEEEEED** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 8:15 am

OOC: So we're just ignoring CREEEEEED's attempt to make diplomatic contact with the aliens, then?

by **New Babylonia** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 8:28 am

CREEEEEED wrote:OOC: So we're just ignoring CREEEEEED's attempt to make diplomatic contact with the aliens, then?

OOC: Well, yes, since a missile was launched at the capital ship.

by **New Carloso** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 8:30 am

The crew of Space Station MIRAT saw the ships leaving. ''What the fuck are they doing now!'' Commander Wilkes roared looking out the window of the space station. ''Prepare the missiles for firing!'' he ordered as the missile were being loaded into the launching pods for firing.

Within a minute the station was in war mode and firing hundreds of missiles at the fleeing ships coming out from CREEEEEED. The officer flicked a lid on his command desk and put his key in the key hole and turned it opening a door behind him. He walked inside and entered the secret code into the screen, activating the elevator which brought him down to a small room. He walked out and walked over to a large computer where he imputed another code allowing him to push the virtual button on the computer. He pushed and after a few seconds there was a clanking then the sound of a metal door opening filled the station.

What was happening was two Apocalypto Class missile were being lowered to fire at the ships, capable of destroying a city with its explosion equivalent to 500 megatons of TNT. They were fired along with the smaller missiles being fired by the station and began to approach their targets.

by **Lenehen** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 9:21 am

"Sir, there's something on the radar?"

"Impossible. There's nothing within 20 clicks of here. Check again."

"No it's definately there. Smaller craft too. Orders?"

"Shoot it."

Quad-batteries two and four opened fire, but nothing even dented these strange ships. Return fire tore chunks from the concrete bunkers and men rushed to the barricades. It was time to bring in the heavier weaponry.

by **The-Third-Panzermmee** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 9:39 am

Disclosed Personnel; Disclosed location
'Sir, Carloso and Lenehen are firing at the targets.'

'Those blasted idiots! Their going to throw us into war! Quick, contact Echo Base, tell them to try and gain contact with the big guys, and call off the ground forces.'

'Yes, sir.'

'Yes, this is Ariel-1113, requesting contact with Project Echo.'

'Yes sir, this is Ariel-1113, we have visual contact with Allied ground forces attacking the targets. We need Echo to influence the men in charge to call off the attack.'

'Thank you, Ariel out'

'Its done, sir.'

'Very good. Get more eyes on the events below. We need to warn our men approaching CREEEEEEEED that conflict has broken out, and to be extremely cautious when entering the border.'

'Yes sir.' *Disclosed* walked towards the 12x optical vision binoculars, and observed the attack. Projectiles were bouncing harmlessly off of Enemy armour, and men scrambled to dodge the oncoming blasts from the guns of the large ships. They needed help. And they needed it bad.

by **CREEEEEED** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 9:56 am

***URGENT COMMUNIQUE FROM THE NATIONAL COUNCIL OF CREEEEEED***
***NOT CLASSIFIED***

We respectfully request that all nations cease fire immediately - we have no idea why these beings are here, and it is very likely that we all stand to gain a great deal more from communication than from a retaliation against Lenehenese and Carlossian aggression.

Supreme Commander Leman Russ has ordered that the Imperator Battlegroups Behemoth, Leviathan and Kraken interpose themselves between the alien ship and Carlossian forces. Any further weapon launches will be intercepted, and CREEEEEED's battlegroups will attempt to make peaceful contact with the aliens. Any aggressive actions taken against the Imperators themselves will be met with overwhelming force.

The two Carlossian Apocalypto missiles launched at the alien ship were destroyed by the point-defense systems aboard the Behemoth, and the smaller missiles appear to have done (at best) superficial damage.

The above was also transmitted in both text and audio formats to the alien ship. (OOC: whether the aliens are able to translate their meaning is up to Babbers)
***COMMUNIQUE ENDS***

by **Lenehen** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 10:16 am

A Vox-message was sent to the trespassing craft (New Babylonian) from Lenehenese Command, hoping that diplomacy could still resolve this situation.

~This message has been authored by the High Lords of Terra~

The Emperor Protects

We regret to inform you that whilst Lenehen openly greets national visitors, continuation to violate our airspace will result in the utter annihilation of your craft and it's occupants. You have 5 minutes to open communications before manticore batteries reduce your craft to little more than scrap metal. To prevent a repeat of this incident, we strongly urge you to inform us of such trespasses (if possible) several weeks beforehand, to considerably reduce the amount of bureaucracy on our part. Have a nice day.

by **The-Third-Panzermmee** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 11:36 am

OOC: Are you speaking of my *Cough* Craft? If so, you'll be shooting at nothing. That Craft is high-flying over...well....not Lenehen (Kings Territory: Might as well just say it [Hence the High powered Binoculars]). Dont worry, we are not violating your Airspace. Simply observing. That craft is unarmed.

by **CREEEEEED** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 12:07 pm

The-Third-Panzermmee wrote:OOC: Are you speaking of my *Cough* Craft? If so, you'll be shooting at nothing. That Craft is high-flying over...well....not Lenehen (Kings Territory: Might as well just say it [Hence the High powered Binoculars]). Dont worry, we are not violating your Airspace. Simply observing. That craft is unarmed.

Not to burst the peace bubble or anything, but you'd need something a bit more powerful than 12x binoculars to see that far.

by **The-Third-Panzermmee** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 1:26 pm

CREEEEEED wrote:
The-Third-Panzermmee wrote:OOC: Are you speaking of my *Cough* Craft? If so, you'll be shooting at nothing. That Craft is high-flying over...well....not Lenehen (Kings Territory: Might as well just say it [Hence the High powered Binoculars]). Dont worry, we are not violating your Airspace. Simply observing. That craft is unarmed.

Not to burst the peace bubble or anything, but you'd need something a bit more powerful than 12x binoculars to see that far.

OOC: Eh, true. I'm not familiar with Ariel photography, so I can be a bit off when listing distances, and ranges, especially dealing with weapons.

by **CREEEEEED** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 1:30 pm

The-Third-Panzermmee wrote:
CREEEEEED wrote:
Not to burst the peace bubble or anything, but you'd need something a bit more powerful than 12x binoculars to see that far.

OOC: Eh, true. I'm not familiar with Ariel photography, so I can be a bit off when listing distances, and ranges, especially dealing with weapons.

Just say high-powered optics if you don't know what would actually work - it's what I'd do.

by **Kings Island** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 2:57 pm

James Ford walked into his office. His assistants put on his coat and tie as he was walking, and the CEO of the military corporation briefed him.

"Sir, extraterestrials have landed in eastern CREEEEEED, and we have several ships approaching us. More importantly, the Carlosians are waging war in Qaestian waters!

"What! Those damn Carlossians are waging war against a alien race, inside of our waters! How are we going to convince them to buy our crap now! Withdraw our ambassador from Carloso, contact the aliens, and get me something to eat! I'm starving!

by **Kings Island** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:30 pm

Message to the extra-terrestrial exploration party:

Greetings, from the honourable union of Qaestus and Provencio under the Kings Island Corporate Conglomerate. We are a wealthy nation, and technologically advanced, compared to our neighbors. We are ruled by a benevolent corporation, who's leaders are elected by the people of our nation. We wish to have a peacefull, and prosperous, relationship. The people of King's Island have prepared these following statements, concerning our current policy:

1. The ships which are attacking you, though they are in our waters, are Carlosian units
2. We have cut off contact with the carlossians, and withdrawn our embassies
3. We request that an unarmed aerial vehicle containing a ambassador from our nation is allowed to dock in your command ship

by **New Carloso** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:48 pm

The Carlossian Federal Republic

A Message From the Supreme Chancellor of Carloso, Supreme Chancellor Carl Philip Tobin

To: The President of CREEEEEED
From: The Supreme Chancellor of Carloso

I deeply apologize for our military space station MIRAT firing at their fleeing fleet. The crew had acted out of order and were not ordered to attack at all and the commander will stand before a jury in a war crimes court and will be punished rightfully. We hope you will help use in this trial with evidence.

Sincerely, The Supreme Chancellor, xCarl Philip Tobin...

by **New Carloso** » Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:56 pm

The Carlossian Federal Republic

A Message From the Supreme Chancellor of Carloso, Supreme Chancellor Carl Philip Tobin

To: The CEO of Kings Island
From: The Supreme Chancellor of Carloso

I would like to apologize for the Carlossian fleets to have entered your waters but we would like to inform you they were following the UFOs into your waters and were doing in the good of the ACSN. We hope you accept our most sincere apologies and reopen your embassy here but until then we also withdraw our embassy and the staff will be flown out via government jet within an hour and transported back to New Carlingford West International Airport. An airfield for the Kings Island jet to retrieve the ambassador has been cleared at Benington Central International Airport. I hope our diplomatic relations can be repaired after this incident.

Sincerely, The Supreme Chancellor, xCarl Philip Tobin...

by **New Carloso** » Sat Apr 14, 2012 3:07 am

The Carlossian Republic declares war on the traitors of Kings Island for handing them information on the names of the nations that attacked. This is a betrayl towards the ACSN and won't be dealt with lightly. Carlossian proton bombers and emp launchers are enroute to Quastues followed by a fleet of 49 battlecruisers and 3 aircraft carriers.

Your message was intercepted by the space station MANTES and delivered to the Carlossian government as evidence for war crimes and, treason and the must high of all regional offences, corruption and personal gain. I also accuse you of betraying the WAD and you are liable for expoltion from the ACSN.
Signed,xCarl Philip Tobin...

by **Kings Island** » Sat Apr 14, 2012 5:44 am

New Carloso wrote:The Carlossian Republic declares war on the traitors of Kings Island for handing them information on the names of the nations that attacked. This is a betrayl towards the ACSN and won't be dealt with lightly. Carlossian proton bombers and emp launchers are enroute to Quastues followed by a fleet of 49 battlecruisers and 3 aircraft carriers.

Your message was intercepted by the space station MANTES and delivered to the Carlossian government as evidence for war crimes and, treason and the must high of all regional offences, corruption and personal gain. I also accuse you of betraying the WAD and you are liable for expoltion from the ACSN.
Signed,xCarl Philip Tobin...

OOC: How is this a war crime? I'm not even fighting a war. Furthermore, I'm not part of your nation, so it would be a betrayal, not treason. Third, every member of the ACSN EXCEPT you and Lenehen have tried to pursue democratic measures, which have failed because of YOUR aggression. If anything, YOU should be put on trial. Also, Kings Island is surrounded on all sides by coral reefs, which destroy ships, except for the quite narrow straight of Qaestus. Even IF this area wasn't protected by my ion cannons, you could only come in ship by ship, allowing my land based artillary units to easily destroy your ships. AND IT'S QAESTUS. Q-A-E-S-T-U-S. SOMETHING FROM KING'S ISLAND IS QAESTIAN. Q-A-E-S-T-I-A-N. DO NOT REFFER TO ARE GOVERMENT AS THE "KINGS ISLAND GOVERMENT". Reffer to it as the King's Island Corporate Conglomerate, or the conglomerate for short.

by **Kings Island** » Sat Apr 14, 2012 5:48 am

Message to extra-terrestrial units:

Hello. It is us, King's Island, again. We simply wish to inform you that Carloso, the elected capitol of our region, has declared war on us and branded us traitors. We wish to establish a military alliance against Carloso. To clarify, we are NOT the same nation. Also, we wish to send an unarmed aerial vehicle containing an ambassador to your nearest ship.

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