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Title: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 14, 2007, 10:03:33 PM

Deep in the bowels of Western Confederate Freedom...

     'Why do they have to pick me to host our meetings every time...?' It was hopeless. Having the largest mansion outside of town assured that Will was host. "Gilbert, can you get the door? I think our guests have arrived..." Will looked at himself. His very old uniform still fit him, amazingly. A bright medal shined over his chest. He never liked that medal. 'A medal for failure. Bah! We have bigger plans now... and they won't fail.'
     Will made his way down the staircase to see many old men in similar uniforms. "It's good to see you again, Will. What are you up to this time?"
     "You'll see..."
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     Will stood at the far side of the large chamber that the men were all seated in. "You see gentlemen, the world right now is very unstable, and anything could cause enough trouble to allow us time to achieve our goal." He pressed a button on a remote, revealing a large movie screen, that had a map of the Taijituan globe. "Our goal, gentlemen, is to capture the land from southeast Takasia to near the bottom of this planned state of Utopia and all the way to Segelnburg again. Yes?" He pointed to a slender gentleman in the back.
     "That's quite a lot of land there, Will. You say you have a plan to achieve this?"
     "Yes. And that's not all. If we work closely with others, we may be able to create a warlord Free State, for all our leaders to rule!"
     Mumbles and outcries from the other men shouted, "Others? What others?"
     "Calm down, my friends. I have already contacted them. Others may come besides those I invited, I do not know. The only thing I do know," he said standing tall again, "is that 25,000 does not an army make. Especially against the entirety of Takasian, Talmänner, and Confederate Freedom armies. We need to diminish that number by creating a diversion. One big enough to pull forces of all creeds together in deadly combat..."
     "What do you suggest, Will?" Will slowly bent down and told his friends. This would not be something the free world would forget. The Mountain Men were about to rise again.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 19, 2007, 05:25:06 AM

St. Takasburg, Takasia    16:56

Walter looked down at the palace from his vantage point on the hill to the south of the building. 'Am I sure I want to do this?' he asked himself. 'Of course I do. Remembered throughout our history as the martyr that founded our glorious country-to-be.' "Gut. I'll do it." He took his position with his gun and looked around through the scope, finding and picking off any guardsman that walked the southern side of the building until he was confident he had bought enough time. Rushing down the hill, he took out a package of detonation material and set it at the base of the wall. Climbing the nearest tree, he set a few packages on the roof. Suddenly, he heard yells from the base of the wall. Seconds later, sirens were going off. "Himmel bekomme mich.." he muttered. Instantly he pushed a button and all the world was gone.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: tak on June 19, 2007, 10:13:25 AM

The delegates were safe from the attack (link (http://forum.taijitu.org/treaty-conferencesorganisations/the-cree-peace-summit/msg55976/#msg55976)). However, such attack has attracted some extremist voice in the country (report (http://forum.taijitu.org/news/the-sun/msg55979/#msg55979)), which has expectedly created tension and fear in southeastern Takasia and neighbours.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 19, 2007, 03:59:04 PM

Will threw down his copy of the Tagasie Presse. "It failed?! Scheiße! What's it going to take to create this diversion, huh? And now all the whole region's looking for us, instead of heading out for international war!"

"Sir, we did get some negative reaction..." Gilbert handed him a copy of the Sun.

"Eh? Well, still. We've got people hunting us down. What to do, what to do... we cannot meet in large groups now, though I think I can still safely meet my invited groups. Hmm... I think I need to make a phone call..."

*Dial tone* "Hello? This is Talstadt Arms, Bergensmeer sector. Can we help you?"

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 19, 2007, 10:39:26 PM

After talking nostop with his old friend for about 2 hours, Will finally hung up. 'Well, that's a relief.' He thought. Armament for his men would be needed, and lots of the heavy stuff, too.

Only 15 minutes later, a faint knock on the door was heard. "Who could that be?" he asked himself. 'Perhaps it is someone I invited last night?' "Gilbert!" Will yelled.

"I've got it, sir."

Will slowly walked down the stairs, trying to regain his breath. He saw the man walk in, a Chinese-looking man clad in a black leather jacket and greasy hair tied back, hardly very formal attire, but it was good enough to just see others. Extending his hand, Will greeted the man, "Hello. William Schmidt, very nice to see you. You must be from... White Haze, was it? Yes, yes... I'm glad my business friend found you. So, would you like a drink, such a long way to travel, you know..."

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: White Haze on June 20, 2007, 05:29:09 PM

Wan Dai look down at the Will's hand. He was clueless to the gurgle from the man's mouth, for he knew not a single word of foreign speak. 

Instead, Wan Dai took out a envelope from under his coat. He took out a piece of paper and handed it to Will. There was English written in it.

Quote

To Our New Friend,

If you are reading this, I assume that my lieutenant has arrived safely. I apologize for him not knowing your language, but Wan Dai was the only one brave enough to take the sampan to your waiting ship. I am glad that the treacherous sea has not taken him, and I hope that this would prove him loyal enough for you to trust him.

I extend my hand in friendship to your group, and hope to work to our common cooperation. The White Haze is at your command.

From Sui Sung Tzu
White Rain of the White Haze

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 22, 2007, 04:50:46 AM

Will read the note carefully. Then, he looked up at Wan, carefully bowed his head, and offered him some traditional Talmänner hospitality. Meanwhile, he called Gilbert to fetch him a translator that knew Chinese. Gilbert had been watching the news, and the Dysaniian News, none the less. "Ooh, boy," Will said to himself. "We gotta write a letter to these people..."

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 22, 2007, 05:23:42 AM

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From: William Schmidt
To: Dysaniian Government

Since you have expressed your gratitude for the attacks on the Peace Summit, I would like to invite some of your leaders to meet me at my palace in western Confederate Freedom. I feel we can arrange something of an agreement. There will be a few others there, too, but do not be discouraged, they have the same aims you do.

Again, thank you for your position. Hope to see your countrymen soon.
William Schmidt

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Dysanii on June 22, 2007, 11:45:21 AM

To: William Schmidt

Your invitation is accepted.

We will be sending General Loú to your palace in the west of Confederate Freedom with the secret coordinates provided. He will be accompanied by an assortment of military supplies as a gift to your noble organisation.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 26, 2007, 05:11:23 AM

*Secret Telegram*

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To: MM1
From: MMA
The formerly discussed weaponry is being pulled out of our warehouses and shipped to the bases as we speak. Expect only the best from your favorite weapons store, Mountain Man's Arms.

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Gilbert returned, finally finding a man who knew enough Chinese to get by, thankfully it was being taught more now that CF was in an alliance with two Chinese nations. Will then took the man and led him to the man from White Haze. He asked Wan how they (White Haze) could help.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 29, 2007, 04:22:24 AM

While the translator was talking to Wan, a phone call came. "Gilbert!"
"On it, sir." A few minutes later, Gilbert came down the stairs, shaking in fear and excitement, it seemed.
"What, Gilbert? Who was it? What did they want?" Gilbert just stared, grinning ear to ear in a cold sweat. He went over to the TV, turned it to the Dysaniian news station, which had something about losing a war in Easteros, and then went over to the map Will had hanging on the wall. He took out a marker, and slowly circled the Southern part of Ryazania. Will's eyes bulged in surprise. "You mean...?" Gilbert nodded. Will noticed he, too, was starting to sweat. "Excuse me, Gilbert. I need to make a few phone calls. Tell Herr Wan to mmove any men and supplies to the east front under the 'stadt's flag."

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To: General Loú
From: William Schmidt

We have heard of your country's current predicament. We will gladly send some troops to liberate and hold firm the western coast of Southern Ryazania. They will fly Talstadt's colors. We hope to be of service.

William Schmidt

OOC: They're "helping" you, so no worries. I know you're leaving, but I'm getting in on this deal.

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Will remembered what he told Gilbert to do, but thought otherwise and wrote another letter to send back with Wan.

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To: Sui Sung Tzu, White Rain of the White Haze
From: William Schmidt, MM1

We have our first target. Admittedly, it shall be somewhat closer to you than I had thought. You and your men will travel to Southern Ryazania to "help" the Dysaniians. You will fly Talstadt's colors and state you are relief workers come to help. Your men may have more trouble getting in, should they see that you are Chinese. So I will have my friend and his sailor friends get you in as his personal workers to unload the boat. I feel that will be adequate for anyone checking your ship.

Your friend,
William Schmidt

Will smiled. This was going to be good.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: White Haze on June 29, 2007, 04:50:08 AM

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To: William Schmidt, MM1
From: Sui Sung Tzu, White Rain of the White Haze

I apologize for the late response, but the government has increase patrols around here. We have relocated further south of the South Sea islands. The coordinates are listed below. I will prepare my team for the mission to describe, veterans of the White Haze. I'm sure you will find them useful and efficient.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 29, 2007, 05:04:32 AM

After several hours of trying to get to West Talstadt and waiting for clearance for his ship to leave, William Schmidt rode out for his private island (OOC: the government doesn't know this, it is too small and rocky to look habitable.) From there, he ordered his men, who arrived just hours before he on larger ships of military transport class, to the coast of Southern Ryazania.

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Quote

To: The Father
From: William Schmidt, MM1

We know of your goals, and we feel that it should not be Talstadt we destroy, but the Dysaniian occupants of Southern Ryazania. Listen closely. Your soldiers will travel to Southern Ryazania to "help" the Dysaniians. You will fly Talstadt's colors and state you are relief workers come to help. Your men may have more trouble getting in, should they see that you are Delfian. So I will have some sailor friends of mine go with you to get you in as their personal workers to unload the boat. I feel that will be adequate for anyone checking your ship. And then, once you have docked, do what you are famous for and smuggle what you can of any heavy artillery to the outskirts of the docking town.

Those are my requests of you, oh Father.

Willaim Schmidt

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Delfos on June 29, 2007, 05:33:00 AM

200 Black Scorpion Fighters masked as an employment investment movement, met with Schmidt's agents at the docks.

ooc: Free to RP them along the way and ordinary scenes since then and in S.Ryaz. Anything about attacking or retreating or blowing things must be consulted 1st to not rape their ideology or way of fighting. Don't forget, they are employment workers :p mainly armed with AK47s and MR.444 pistols, also have riped SA katyusha launchers, even white phosphorus bombs, and conventional explosives.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 29, 2007, 03:07:17 PM

Artie Eckhart and his brother, Theo, approached the Clan members.
A: Alright, y'all! I want 100 of you to get on my boat, und 100 on Theo's here. I've got clearance starting in 2 hours, so we gotta load up fast. Alright, let's move!
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5 hours later, Theo watched his crew of 100 Delfians walk around the boat like it was their home. They were well out to sea, and everybody was having a great time. "Artie?"
"Ja?"
"Wie sind deine Arbeitsmänner?" (How are your workers?)
"Gut, gut. Suprisingly so..."
"Ok, mache ich nur sicher... Aus." (Ok, only making sure... out.)

OOC: I'll RP landing in the war thread...

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: White Haze on June 29, 2007, 06:32:45 PM

White Jade Island, South Seas    Night

(http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/352/0/2/Night_time_Island_by_Somethingfake.jpg)

"I entrust this mission to you all, I expect all of you to be on your best...behavior."

"Our loyalty and life to the White Haze, we will do as you command..."

The twelve menacing fighters bow at the feet of Sung Tzu, all were top students of the White Haze's Devil Band train in the lethal arts of the school.

"Excellent...come, we shall drink till our friends arrive to take you to battle!"

Shutters from the ceiling of the cave were open, spilling in the beams of moonlight, illuminating the dark cavern. In the center, a low table rest with vases of fine rice wine and liquor contain in luxurious white porcelain. The twelve fighters sat down at the table and set their fearsome sickle blades on the the table. For the entire night, they roar loudly as they sip on flower wine, chanting and grumbling.

The lower disciples dare not disturb their elders during their drunken state,...to do was to get a sickle thrust into their guts...

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on June 29, 2007, 08:26:36 PM

"Rob, you sure this is the place?"
"Yah, White Jade Island. Says so right here on the paper my contact gave me."
"Creepy at night..."
"Aww, quit being ein Babie, Georg..."

Rob and Georg and three more Talmänner (there are 10 total Talmänner on ship) got off ship and rowed to the beach. They saw a small light coming from the cliffside and walked towards it. As they drew near, they noticed laughter and strange chanting in Chinese. Rob slowly went up to the door (OOC: or whatever entrance they have found) and rapped his knuckles against the wooden framework.
"Hallo?" he called, "Anyone here? Your ship has arrived, this is MM50, at your service."

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: White Haze on June 29, 2007, 11:08:05 PM

Black figures drop from the sky, landing gently behind the intruders and surrounding the group.  They took all of them from the back, and place their blades on the necks of the sailors.

"Ni biu chu???" One of the masked figures ask.
"Oh shit! Take it easy, we're with you!"
"Ni sun sai???" another one yell.
" Sung Tzu! We're looking for Sung Tzu!"
"Sung Tzu?"
"Yes! Sung Tzu!"
"Then why didn't you say so?"

The figures took off their masks, revealing the faces of seven young girls in their late teens.
"Just fucking around with you, Krak. We know who you are, plus you don't smell like State Police."

They released their grip on the sailors, John swear in relief.
"Sung Tzu is drunk right now, we'll be wise not to disturb him. The last person to do had his face drowned in a cauldron of rice wine."
"Then what are we suppose to do?"
"Wait till morning, they'll be much more approachable in the morning when they're sober..."
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In the morning, the twelve fighters of White Haze woke up from their sober sleep and boarded the boat. They secluded themselves in their cabins during the voyage. One of the sailors was found beaten unconscious one night after he made the mistake of brawling with one of them.     

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 01, 2007, 02:28:29 AM

Rob and Georg (As well as Artie and Theo, and all captains under MM command) stopped the ship after getting a radio transmission from MM1. The transmission was:

Quote

From: MM1
To: All relief ships

Hold position. Await possible search of ship (OOC: Section Encrypted- ) Hide munitions. Remember orders. Reveal nothing. Kill silently and only if needed. (end Encryption) That is all.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Delfos on July 01, 2007, 02:50:25 AM

The Black Scorpion Fighters were nervous, they were very disciplined but still nervous, specially with a bunch of people that they didn't even know and spoke an awful language. Although they could understand some of the words, some of the Schmidt's boys as they were known were calling them cowboys and low educated countrymen. Maybe they were more educated than the Schmidt boys, some had university degrees and were avid employees. The thought of throwing everything to their backs to fulfill their destiny as Black Scorpions was outstanding. They were very proud of what they were doing. The master plan was in motion.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: tak on July 01, 2007, 05:37:42 AM

OOC: Actually most Black scorpions should be college-educated. Takasia provide free education to all citizens including college levels.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Delfos on July 01, 2007, 08:01:26 AM

ooc:plus my 100% literacy  ::)

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 06, 2007, 02:48:49 PM

After the landing and a few small medic missions, Will got the word that the Empire of Dysanii was surrendering. "What! Nein, this is unmöglich! They shouldn't be giving up!! Wie?! Was!? (How?! What!?)" Then a brilliant idea struck him.

After gathering all the men he could, William Schmidt made an announcement. "Men, the Dysaniian forces have given up today, making our purpose almost void. However, I feel that, like you do, many Dysaniian troops would not want to give up their nation. Their morale is shot, their world crumbling. If we offer to help them if they join us, we will certainly get our point across. Now, my friends, go out to the Dysaniians! Call them out and tell them! We will not abandon them! Our nation will be strong! Lang lebt Dysanii!"

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Delfos on July 06, 2007, 03:50:56 PM

ooc:my exams ended, give me lines to RP with BSC.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: White Haze on July 07, 2007, 02:08:17 PM

White Blood of the White Haze stare grimly at the message from the foreigners.

"We came here to kill...not rally for supporters for these foreign devils!"

"Hmm, we can still kill as much as we want. There's a village somewhere near here, we can slay a couple of peasants tonight if it will keep you happy?"

"Killing defenseless farmers takes the fun out of it...I want more challenging prey. I'm tired of hiding inside this ship!"

"You are so hard to please sometime..."
 

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 08, 2007, 03:12:35 PM

OOC: All men were taken ashore unless they were assigned to guard a ship or take care of the ship.

IC: Theo approached one of the Clan members. "Tell me, my friends. Do you think your missiles can hit this?" He pulled out a map and pointed to a few dots drawn in pencil. "Herr Schmidt told me to tell you that he wants it done so it looks to be coming from the Delfian army. Can you do it?"

Rob found White Blood and stared at him intently. "Mein Freund, if you wish a harder target, Herr Schmidt has one for you. Go out off the coast and commandeer a Saletsian ship. Use any practice you need. It is your choice to accept this or not."

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Union on July 08, 2007, 03:54:34 PM

occ: White Blood: female

"Is there? Show me...." White Blood picked up her razor sickles, grinning with pleasure at the news of prey.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Delfos on July 08, 2007, 08:05:30 PM

BSFather: Yes sure, but will make some wreck, what then?

ooc: what am i supposed to hit?

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 09, 2007, 03:25:03 PM

OOC: Delf - refer to our PMs.

IC: Rob pulled out a map of Southern Ryazania. "Now, the Saletsian navy has blockaded the entire coastline. From what we can tell, you must only travel out __ km (OOC: I don't know how far out the ships are, Saletsia) and you should find a ship there. They won't expect an attack from aboard ship. Do you think your soldiers can handle it, Fraulein?"

Theo looked at the Father, "Well, this is why Herr Schmidt wanted it to look like it was coming from the Delfian army. The target will believe that New Delfos is attacking them, and then they attack New Delfos. (OOC: Btw, assume he told him what it was already) With a distraction like that, we may be able to grab some land for our state. So, are your men up to it?"

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Delfos on July 09, 2007, 04:58:29 PM

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I thought i was targeting Oz's ships, not saletsian, targeting saletsian breaks with the clan's ideology, Oz is a good target since he practically made Delfian genocide. Try to change the target please. As they said they will help as a cause, this is no cause for BSC.

Father: "Easy, just need a motor boat, can be a fishing boat."

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 09, 2007, 05:29:05 PM

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OOC: You are... Other part was aimed at White Haze. Sorry, mixing posts...

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Delfos on July 09, 2007, 10:41:39 PM

sorry myself, RP your men bringing mine a boat and we're sink the ships you want.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 09, 2007, 11:17:58 PM

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You have the boats you came in...  :-P

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: White Haze on July 10, 2007, 04:17:30 AM

South Ryaz, Unknown Coast              Midnight

The current of the water was cold and harsh, but it was moving in the perfect direction. White Blood and Fog Blade floated on their back, slowly and silently towards the lone Saletsian destroyer. They were wearing the black wet suits the Kraks had provided them, which blended them flawlessly into the dark water surface. Their heads finally reached the steel side of the ship, and they turn slowly to their sides. Now to wait for the distraction...

On cue, the burst of dazzling fireworks explode from shore. White Blood heard the thump of military boots on deck running towards the opposite side of the ship, the Saletsian sailors were falling for the bait...such idiotic fools! White Silk was putting good use to her pyrotechnic toys.

"Wow, look at that! Blue flower with white stars! wondering what the locals are celebrating?"

While most of the sailors were attended to the fireworks, the White Haze pair waited for White Silk's God of Thunder...

BOOMMMM!

The voice of thunder echo over the water as the 10 lb black powder rocket explodes in the air with a blinding burst of magnesium light.

"WOW! That was loud! Hahaha! My ears are deaf..."

"That's the point, idiot," White Blood thought to herself. The deafening boom did more than enough to muffle the clank of the grappling hooks as it hit the deck and latched on as they were pulled. The two blood-thirsty killers pulled themselves quietly up the draught of the ship. They retrieve the hooks and threw them into the water and quickly hid behind a unlit niche of equipment. Their body formed an indistinguishable shape in the shadows.

The fireworks stop, and the sailors hurry back to their duty. Several sailors pass, their eyes clueless to the hidden intruders. This was partly thanks to the loss of their natural night vision from watching the bright fireworks. These fools were sightless in this sudden dark!   

White Blood and Fog Blade waited in the dark, observing with their sharp eyes and ears, the patrol pattern of the ship's crew. When satisfied that they had it clear, they slip through the ship's superstructure, timing their moves and using their life-long training to avoid detection. After an hour, they made it to the entrance of the bridge. A guard was behind the corner. White Blood whistled, the guard heard and walked towards the sound. As the unfortunate sailor reached the corner, White Blood expertly caught his neck, spins him around, and braces him tight before putting a silk cloth over his mouth. As the sailor attempts to scream through the muffler, Fog Blade sinks his sickle into the man's heart. He kept the blade stuck inside the dead man's chest until they manage to hid him inside a chute, to reduce the amount of blood that drip onto the floor. White Blood hastily wipes the drops of blood with her foot.

"Hmm, can't wait to meet the captain..."
"I'm sure...he will be surprise to see you my pretty."

They slightly crack open the doors, and threw in a pair of smoke and flash grenades from each hand before turning around to avoid the flash.

"What the hell! Who is that...cough "

The room was saturated with black smoke and yelling from the bridge crew. White Blood and Fog Blade glide into the hazed room, using their ears to home in on their frantic and blinded prey. Feeling around with their left hand, they grab a sensed victim and sank their blades into the other side, and moved rapidly to the next victim. If they grabbed a victim from the back, the  blade sank into the chest. If they grabbed the victim from the front, the blade went into the spine. Either way, they were dead or dying painfully.

The two had practice for years in with this technique, training in a smoked room call the "Dark Fog Chamber", practicing on straw-filled dummies with tied down parrots. For both of them, it is much more exquisite when used on live humans! Oh the blood and the screaming! An orgy of death!

Screams and shrieks of horror filled the air as the blood-thirsty pair dispatched their prey two by two. White Blood tries to hold back the urge to cry in pleasure and hot ecstasy as her blade slashes across the chest of a female crew. She pushes her ear to the girl's mouth, just to fully experience the scream of unbearable pain from her throat.

"Louder! Doesn't it hurt? SCREAM LOUDER!"  
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In about 4 minutes, they had dispatched the entire bridge crew just as the smoke and effect of the flash wears off,...all except the captain. The old man was panting against a desk, his eyes slowly reviving. His hand motion for his sidearm, but Fog Blade got to him first. His blood soaked blade penetrated into the old man's arm in a swing, pinning it to his waist. The captain screams in pain.

"Sorry captain, but we're just hear to tell you...your crew will die by the time the sun breaks into dawn. Night."

Fog Blade takes out a dagger with his other hand, and stabs it hard into the gut of the captain. The old man slumps onto the floor.

"That felt good..." Fog Blade mutters.

"Ahh...there's no word to describe this...!" White Blood licks the her blood stain blade in a erotic fit. 
   
"Calm down, there's still more...get changing."

"Ohh, I can't wait..."

White Blood strips off her clothes and puts on a blood stain uniform from the corpse of a female crew member. A bloody gash rip across the chest area. "Perfect," White Blood thought.

Fog Blade hurries towards the doorway, and closes the heavy metal door. He spins the latch to lock it. Footsteps   echo from behind the door.

"Looks like the oil we pour on the stairs and floor manage to slow them down perfectly...I'll go through this vent. You know what to do."

He turns off the lights before squeezing through the vent passage.
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Sailors rush inside the bridge as they finally managed to unlock the door. What they saw made them flinch and yell in horror. Tens of bodies, lying blood soak and mutilated on the ground.

"Oh my God! What happen here...holy shit...No!"

"Where's the captain? Oh my God!"

"He's dead! All of them are!"

"Ahh..."

"What's that?"

A body moves among the floor of corpse, it was moaning in pain. The sailors rush to her, and helped her up. Her chest area was bloody from a horrifying cut. Her face was smear unrecognizable by blood and her voice weak.

"We have survivor here! Someone get the surgeon!"

"Ah...! It hurts so bad..."

"Its alright, we're getting help...what happen here?"

"I don't kno...ahhh....the man went out...he said something about going to the engine room..."

"Jarold! We have a sabotager onboard! Get everyone to the engine room!"

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Fog Blade drops into a dimly lit hallway of the ship. If his sense of direction was right, he was somewhere near the crew quarters. A glance of several words on the wall confirmed this. Fog Blade took out a large ball-shaped grenade he got from the Kraks. Near the hallway entrance out to the deck, he assembles a tripwire to the grenade. Afterwards, he moved towards a random door and opens it slowly. Several sleeping crewmen were inside. Fog Blade takes them all out in their sleep with a stab to the throat. He takes off the uniform of the last one and changes into it. At that moment, the alarm sounds.

"ATTENTION ALL CREW! WE HAVE A INTRUDER ONBOARD! EVERYONE REPORT TO THEIR STATIONS!"

Darn...the others will be awake. Oh well, it be much more fun killing them awake.
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The half-woken sailors did not see the thin trip wire as they ran out from their quarters and across the hallway. The trigger detonates and the thermite/WP grenade explodes. Several unlucky sailors in front are burn alive in the hellish fire storm. The volcano of sparks and flames stop the rest from venturing through. They were trap...

Fog Blade walks out, his sickle in hand and dagger in hand. He decapitates the first sailor in front of him. The others turn, and saw a smiling fellow crew member over the body of another.

"What the hell! Who are you!"

They ran towards him, their hands in a fist. What happen afterward was a massacre...a bloody melee match between an armed grand Master of the White Haze and a pack of foolish sailors. These feebling grunts were not match for a true warrior of the White Haze, and they will all die for their foolishness!
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As the others left and the surgeon came in, White Blood took off her guise and quickly dispatched her "rescuers" with dagger hidden in her pocket. Her agility and grace gave little chance for her victims to respond. Skills hone by a lifetime of training since childhood...

She took a sidearm from a dead officer and sticks it into her pants. On her stay with the Kraks, she had ask one of them train her in using a pistol. It will come in handy now. Before leaving the bridge, she changed her uniform with one without a chest wound and wipes away the blood from her face.

She walks out onto the deck. As expected, most of them had scurried off to the engine room, leaving only a few out on the deck. She took them by surprise, her clean front facing an oblivious sailor who she took out with an up and personal shot to the waist. She clear her way to a large corridor leading to the engine room, and found a scurry of sailors searching every niche of the place for the intruder and any hidden bombs.

"They couldn't find anything in there! Maybe he's in one of these rooms!"

Several dozen people all cluster inside this corridor, searching room to room...here was White Blood's chance.

"Maybe he's hiding in the vents!" she scream out.
"Shit! Maybe he is!"

White Blood waited from a half a minute before throwing in her own special grenade. This time, it was filled with Sarin gas. She closes the hatch door behind her, and jams the handle. Muffle yelling and banging erupts from behind the hatch door.

"Ahh...if only I could see them die..."
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The few remaining crew were dispatch using stealth and psychological methods. One by one, they were kill...until there was no one left.

Hopefully, the crew didn't get the chance to radio help. A ship filled with the corpse of a few hundred sailors will definitely attract the Saletsians. The two killers, satisfied with their feast of brutal killing, were picked up by a waiting motor boat just before the sunset broke out.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 10, 2007, 04:50:49 AM

It was dawn. The fog was slowly lifting. 'Come on, White Blood!' Rob finally heard the small purr of an outboard motor. He saw them coming slowly into the bay. Rob ran up to them as soon as they docked, "Did you get all of them?"
"Yes, Krak. All of them. Let's do it again sometime. Just make sure it's harder, that was almost too easy."
Rob faced the pilot of the small craft. "Can you take me back out to the ship? I'm have orders to commandeer it for our use." After a small sigh, the pilot undid the roping he just threw on and started back up the motor.

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On board the ship, Rob looked at the sheer carnage. Everywhere he turned there seemed to be blood and bodies. After a few moments to get used to it, Rob opened a door to the cabins. The doorframe looked melted, it seemed the thermite fountain did its job. 'Back to work,' Rob reminded himself. There was no way that the Saletsians couldn't have noticed the missing ship by now. So, Rob thought, 'If we can't have it...' he pulled out some of his larger explosives, 'Neither can they.' All around the ship, Rob hid his explosives. Each attached to a trip wire, he put the largest amount in the engine room, assuring that the ship would be inoperable. Rob had only one more thing to do. He walked around, avoiding his traps, and found the munitions room. Grabbing as much as he could, he started loading the motor boat beneath. On his last trip, he noticed the fog was lifting. "C'mon, Herr. Fahren wir."

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Saletsia on July 10, 2007, 11:18:47 PM

Vice-Admiral Nikita Talon entered the bridge of the Eastern Fleet's flagship: "Any news?"

Then a sailor - obviously troubled - turned to Nikita and saluted before speaking: "Destroyer 12 has not responded to our regular checks.."

"Since?"

"Last night."

"Do we have the ship on radar?"

"We do."

"Well then send a message and find out what happened..."

"Aye, ma'am!"

The sailor hurried to the message station and sent the following message to the lost destroyer:

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Destroyer 12
You are to report to Vice-Admiral Nikita Talon within an hour
Failure to follow this order will lead to a boarding of the vessel.

Nikita looked at the message..."That's the way I like it...Order a team to board the destroyer!"

"Aye, madame!"

"I want this to happen fast...and I sure hope this is nothing serious...and send a report to Bandana"

The sailor then followed all the orders of the Vice-Admiral. 18 minutes after the order was sent out, a team of 12 soldiers was ready and boarded a helicopter heading for the destroyer.
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On board the heliopter.

"Okay guys, the order is to get on the boat and see what's wrong...they may be having some technical problems...but I doubt that...be sure your guns are loaded..."

"Why? Are we finally getting the chance to shoot?"

"Don't hope for it, boy...you may just get what you want..."

The pilot then  turned to the Captain: "There's the boat...Get ready..."

"Okay guys, time for action!"

The helicopter hovered over the heli-pad of the destroyer and one a soldier after the other got on the vessel, each one securing their position.

"Captain...isn't it a bit too quiet for a Saletsian destroyer? Where's the crew?"

The Captain looked around and said in a serious voice: "That may just be what we are looking for...Okay guys, form groups of three...group one goes to the bridge, two to the engine room, three stays here and four comes with me to the Captain's cabin...move move move!"

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 10, 2007, 11:29:52 PM

OOC: Saletsia, How can you board a ship in an enemy port? this will be ignored up to the launch of the helicopter.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Saletsia on July 11, 2007, 02:43:48 AM

Quote from: Talmann on July 10, 2007, 11:29:52 PM

OOC: Saletsia, How can you board a ship in an enemy port? this will be ignored up to the launch of the helicopter.

OOC: How can you have a port in Southern Ryazania when we bombed all existing ports and imposed a total naval blockade?

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Delfos on July 11, 2007, 08:53:07 PM

Theo was impatient looking through binoculars "Pitch black! Why did they chose to go at night!". One of the Father that came with the 'workers' was nearby and replied "They are fishermen...". I really was pitch black, null moon, no stars, they couldn't even see the Ozian ship. Father looked at Theo and said "I don't think they will launch the missile. And this isn't quite as you thought to be as Delfian Army, they either misunderstood me or they didn't want to risk missing it."

Theo "What do you mean? I thought we had an agreement."
Father "Oh...they will sink the ship for sure...be patient."

few moments after a small yellow or orange light appeared seconded by a loud explosion. Now the location of the Ozian ship was clear since the ship had huge flames coming out. "Good boys, learn their lesson about combustion tanks."
The flames were higher than the ship, but soon decreased as the ship started to pitch down and turn. You could seep flames coming out from inside the ship, probably they didn't had time to close the valves. From binoculars you could see alot of small figures jumping to the water.
Father: "What do you think?"

ooc:sorry to use your char, was to develop more the action.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on July 12, 2007, 03:15:25 PM

OOC: S'alright... and small post.

Theo: "I believe Herr Schmidt will be sehr froh (very happy). Now, we must remove ourselves. We do want the Delfian military to be blamed, not us, right?" He chuckled as he started up the engine and returned back to shore.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on August 03, 2007, 04:21:40 AM

OOC: though the war is technically over, I'm giving y'all one last chance to respond to my terrorists before I announce the Free State of Commen Men. So...

*bump*

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on August 05, 2007, 10:38:39 PM

The war finished, and after a few months of in-fighting and looting, William got enough men to establish a force to calm the streets. (OOC: This is FMSS, secret service org, think SS of Nazi Germany) He then got the TV stations and many other modern things back up and running, and, on a bright glorious sunny morning, gave this speech:

Fellow former people of all nations, it has been too long since we have seen stability in this region. With the war and the Dysaniian sell-out, we had been betrayed. But I, and my fellow workers, joined with those soldiers that didn't want to give up, to prevent this country from falling apart. It has been some time now since we occupied this area, and I have strove to be a man of the people, for the people of this region, and for those across the globe. We have made everything here new again, not just material things like stores and houses, but a new government, and a new people. I hereby declare that this area, nay, this country, as the Free State of Commen Men! Any move against us will see resistance, not from the government, but from the people! We like it here, and we hope the rest of the world will, too!

After much applause from the crowd in front of him, William Schmidt, King of the Mountain Men, created a new country for the benefit of "tradesmen" everywhere, then waved a few times, then stepped down and out of the auditorium.

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: White Haze on August 06, 2007, 02:03:49 AM

White Blood scratched her blade against the steel wall of her cabin. She sat uncomfortably on the floor, her eyes red with agitation. This idleness was doing no good for her mental stability...sooner or later she was gonna go berserk.

"How much longer do we have to stay in this rusted piece of crap?!?"

"...You heard the Kraks...no killing of civilians for now..." Fog Blade spoke from his bed.

"This is bullshit! Why are we taking orders from these foreigners! How much longer before i can KILL!" White Blood swings her sickle and knocks off a drinking cup.

"Lady! Enough, wasn't that Saletsian ship enough to satisfy your thirst? It's only been two months."

"Easy for you to say Fog! Your craving for blood is as much as that of a monk's!"

"...no need for such harsh insults...." Fog Blade got up from his bunk and exited the room, a red-faced White Blood glaring at him. "Heaven, what a tempered girl..."
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At the bridge, Fog found Rob, the only Krak he knew well enough to be worth speaking to.

"Rob, my comrades are getting restless...it appears you have no need for us anymore. May I suggest you send us home...before one of my comrades go berserk from boredom?

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: Talmann on August 06, 2007, 05:13:03 AM

OOC: I've assumed that WAY more bloodshed happened and your people, like everyone else, was moved ashore. Unfortunately, no one else wanted to continue, so I skipped. Sorry, bad form, I know. But... If you'd like more action, I know a way to set up for future RPs...

IC: Rob looked in the mirror, his face had grown old. He noticed grey hair sprouting up everywhere. Now that Herr Schmidt had secured the country, everything would calm down. He looked at his old friend and companion upon many war missions. Fog spoke of restless soldiers, human killing machines he knew all too well. Rob thought long and hard, even taking to walking out on his balcony (OOC: going to assume on shore private hotel/barracks). Suddenly, a bright idea hit him. There was still some resistance to the east, people refusing to change and join the State. Communications in the area had been blocked out until resistance had permanently ceased. 'Will could use some help... and this idea might not be bad for my paycheck, either...'
     "Alright, Fog. I got it," he said turning to him. " I think Herr Schmidt would like it if you professionals... got a job doing what you do best. If you'd like to stay, we can offer you to join the Free Men Secret Service... a kind of... task force, if you will. They will make sure your men are not restless... What do you say? I leave this offer up for you, if you want to discuss it with the others..."

Title: Re: The Awakening
Post by: White Haze on August 14, 2007, 03:53:23 AM

Quote

To: William Schmidt, MM1
From: Sui Sung Tzu, White Rain of the White Haze

Our hideout has been reveal by the bastard State Police. Me and my followers have evacuated from White Jade, and we are currently hiding on the Terrangar coast. We need you to come and take us to USSC so that my Devil Band may regroup itself.

The message was sent through by a Devil Band disciple who manage to break into a Terrar's house and use a Internet connection to send a email. It was a good thing that White Haze still manages to attract recruits from the cities...