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CIVIL WAR OOC POST:

Everyone, I wish to apologize for my inactivity in regards to the Civil War RP. So, in lieu of my action reports, I present to you two IC perspectives for two events that happened in recent times.

First will be this, a post written by Regna Loreau regarding her action against American Pere Housh, when they fought quite some distance away from By-the-Rocks. As APH forces were landing, a naval fleet from Regna Loreau, on their way to By-the-Rocks, chanced upon them. In the ensuing action, though the UCC were able to land some of their forces, the naval units defending the transports were destroyed, leaving the men stranded. Without any further ado, let the report begin:

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American Pere Housh Landing Sites - Jocospor - 1329 Hours

The artillery shells sent up cataclysmic explosions, turning those closest to the impact sites into tiny granules of ash and cinders. The explosions wrapped the soldiers on the beach, forcing them to choose. Beach, transports or swim.

For those who stayed on the beach like Corporal 1st class Joseph Marley, the end came swiftly. Shells and bombs tore up sand and soil like nothing else. Men screamed and perished.

Joseph was knocked side ways, hitting the sand and feeling his ears ring. Opening his eyes, he looked at something very yellow... with.. letters.. His eyes focused, then widened like dinner plates.

It was an unexploded shell, fizzling away in the sand. He could see the chalk on the shell. It was clearly his leader made to look like a sock puppet.. He saw other UCC leaders made into puppets. Each of them were controlled by a spider, bearing the Castelian flag on its abdomen.

He felt angry, more than usual that is.

And then a blinding glow of light filled his vision, and he was no more.
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The brilliant shockwave ripped through the air, ashore ammunition turning into brilliant fireworks as they cooked off, the artillery dooming what troops remained upon the beach. Missiles struck the vessels at anchor, dooming them to their gentle impacts with the sea floor, trapping those aboard to their doom.

The APH fleet was torn to smithereens, ships sinking all around the Loreauan fleet, what men survived the shores either crawling, limping or running for the forests of the Jocospor, entirely routed by the navy.

Admiral Allia Ishikawa looked at the telegram that had been given to her by the signals office. Giving a smug grin, she pocketed the report and turned her attention back to the combat, being projected to her by the screens that surrounded her. She wasn't actually on the bridge, she was in the command centre, the heart of the ship, where everything could be managed from.

The now Fleet Admiral Allia Ishikawa straightened her cap, leaning somewhat casually back to gain the radio operators attention. “Send a message to Admiral Lillia and Grand Admiral Takan. Inform them that I request to switch locations with Hina for the forseeable future. That Castelian fleet is going to prove impossible to dislodge. I shall only be able to move once the Home Fleet arrives.”

With that she sighed, looking forwards. “Make revolutions for 30 knots, bring us about and away from By-The-Rocks to quadrant E12 and begin a patrol pattern at 14 knots. If the Castelian fleet moves out, make turns for 33 knots and begin the delaying action.”
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I hope you all enjoyed reading this post. I certainly did!

Hail the Confederation!