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Deusvultes wrote:

Another message came up on the screen of the Harbinger:

Wrong Choice

The cloaked ship suddenly exploded violently knocking the cargo ship off balance. This soon sent it turning endlessly, taking the anchored Harbinger with it. The proton cannon was starting to de-stabilise, this was extremely dangerous. The consequences of an unstable proton cannon would be immense

In the mean time, the whole crew within the main deck found themselves lying on the ceiling of the cargo ship, with the gravity of the ship greatly confused.

Brown flickered his eyes open, he could see more and more flashing lights, more and more of these strangely cloaked ships. They opened fire.

The cargo ship, the Harbinger and the Infamous were all targeted. Brown now knew death was upon him. But he also knew one other thing. The enemy would soon also perish.

Brown looked at the wristwatch-like device on his left arm. He clicked it. Within 20 seconds the proto cannon would be completely unstable and would create a massive explosion, with a radius of 200,000 miles.

Brown and his crew would soon be shamefully forgotten, but the fact that the Empire had a new enemy would not.

God wills that.

The readings for the ship started to light up with all sorts of warnings. Warning which Starscream all to easily figured out.

"SOUNDWAVE ACTIVATE THE SPACE BRIDGE NOW," Starscream frantically ordered.
Soon a large blueish green vortex ripped into being in middle of space which the decepitcon forces started flying into. The Harbinger detached from the cargo vessel once the last of the boarders left with it going full speed into the Vortex quickly and, closely followed by the Infamous.

However just as the Infamous was reaching the space bridge the blast created by the unstable detention of the energy signature caught the Infamous critically damaging the vessel. The crew had little time to react before the vessel parished.

Hey Folks!

Hello! Any regional updates?

The federal united republic wrote:

TAPIOCOPOLIS | THE FEDERAL UNITED REPUBLIC OF SAN THEODOROS

It was a quiet afternoon in the Federal United Republic of San Theodoros. The people of the country were busy at work: in huge state-run factories as well as several being involved in office work. A duo of soldiers, wearing all-black uniform, walked down the road, which was a common sight in the left-leaning military dictatorship. Tapiocopolis, the capital of San Theodoros, was the hugely industrialised city, with architecture resembling that of Gothic and Spanish Colonial styles.
General Tapioca stood on the balcony of his Presidential Palace (Salones Del Pueblo) and looked out at the bustling streets of Tapiocopolis. Colonel Alvarez approached the General holding a piece of parchment. Alvarez saluted as the general turned to face him.
"Señor. We have received word that the Imperial Federation wishes to visit Tapiocopolis."
Tapioca puffed a thoughtful puff from his cigar.
"I see. I don't have any problem with that. Perhaps their sudden anger towards us is a misunderstanding!"
"Sí, Señor. I will make sure they have a warm welcome."
"Bueno, bueno. Any over news, Colonel?"
"The supposed skirmish between DecepticonCybertron and Deusvultes has ended in the former victorious."
"I see," Another puff of the cigar, "What about this Pacto de Hierro? The Iron Pact?"
"That, Señor, is a definite threat, however we can throw a curveball with our common policies towards military and colonial expansion."
"Indeed. Gracias, Alvarez."

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OOC

Appearance of General Tapioca: https://imgur.com/a/L0IlNGr
Appearance of Colonel Alvarez: https://imgur.com/a/TJPDdT3

Telegram from the Canathic Office of Foreign Affairs

| The King of Canaths, his majesty Charles VII, wishes also to attend this meeting to possibly work towards a better relationship with the communist power of San Theodoros. |

The federal united republic wrote:

(We can skip to a meeting now if you wish. With your leader arriving at the Presidential Palace.)

OOC: Sure

At the Entrance of the Salones Del Pueblo

| King Charles stepped out of the escort that brought him to the Salones Del Pueblo. It was a magnificent building - the mixture of Gothic and Spanish Colonial architectural styles being pleasing to the eye. Charles himself was wearing his own military uniform from his service in the Canathic Royal Navy, a pale-grey uniform with various badges and decorations for his valiant missions and exploits. Charles had deep, blue eyes, with slick, blond hair, which was swept back in a quiff-like state. He had a clean, shaven face, aswell as an immaculate set of white teeth. If you had to mix a celebrity with royalty, he would be your go-to man. |

Charles VII: How long will it be until we have some sort of greeting? My hair my get messed up in the sun.

Delegation Officer: Not too long now, we should be welcomed soon.

The federal united republic wrote:

SALONES DEL PUEBLO | TAPIOCOPOLIS

Colonel Alvarez opened the large oak doors and bowed from the top of the stairs.
"Greetings, su alteza. Welcome to Tapiocopolis."
Alvarez walked down the stairs and firmly shook the hand of Charles.
"I believe you are Charles VII of the Kingdom of Canatha, señor. Welcome."

| Charles smiled, showing his white, white teeth. He looked around before following the Colonel up the stairs and into the Palace. |

The federal united republic wrote:

(Skip to meeting)
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General Tapioca sat a large table in a large hall. He was still puffing on his cigar when he went to greet the King.
"Señor, Señor! Welcome to Tapiocopolis. I entrust the journey was pleasant? I'm afraid our colonial systems don't provide much in terms of resources, so we make do where we can."
That was a blatant lie. Tapioca knew that. His colonial possessions are exploited in the name of "People's Republicanism". Indeed, he could not allow such word to spread - the foreign press would be all over it like a pack of wild wolves.
"Indeed, I find it interesting that you chose to come here. We, the people, do not express allegiance to your kind of rulers"

| Charles shuffled in his seat at such a remark. |

Charles VII: I'll have you know that I am the most popular leader since Catherine the Great of Canatha. I came here today to address the issue that is on the whole galaxy's mind. Your nations is considered a break-away state. An underdog. You see, the larger powers such as the Imperial Federation, Austrovik-Germania and the rest of their Iron Pact, and other major foreign states view your country as a threat. The galaxy has a tradition of monarchist rule, or liberal democracy. Canatha slides into both, being both a monarchy but also with a democratic vote on the head of government. Indeed, you do not operate like this. I am not suggesting that your nations operates incorrectly, but I am suggesting that a partner which functions under the international etiquette would help your nation become more respectable.

The Palace of God

The Emperor was in his royal Christian robes, awaiting the beginning of his speech. The news was a shock to say the least. Before he had been a rather deep shade of purple, and had shot 3 servants dead. Another 15 were severely injured. Those stupid tin men had ruined everything, the proton cannon was to be used on the planet of the Homo Furrorus. Now he had only one of those cannons left, and that cannon was still under repair. He knew what it meant, it meant...

"Your royal Highness, Emperor, son of God" said a young man, with a well clipped moustache and an air of authority. "Father. The crowd are waiting."

The Emperor looked at his son, Jesus. Such a disappointing child, not living up to his name at all. The Emperor replied "I hope you know that you will be a pathetic leader" as he strolled outside onto the royal balcony. Before him stood a small army of generals, and behind them several thousand citizens.

The Emperor began: "I am aware you all have knowledge of our battle against the enemy. But do not be alarmed, I have heard that - from my best sources of intelligence - Captain Brown of the messenger was infact working for the enemy." The Emperor paused for effect as the audience gasped. "Yes, it was in fact I who saved us all from the enemy invading our glorious capital. I activated a cleverly placed explosion device in the proton cannon to drive away the enemy!" The audience gave a glorious cheer, we had achieved a great victory after all.

Idiots. thought Frederick The more lies you tell them, the more they believe them.

"But" continued the Emperor "this is still a great insult to our empire! We should not have to waste precious materials on foolish enemies! This will mean war!" He pointed to the crowd "Join me in the conquest of the enemy!" The crowd ended this speech, crying DEUS VULT, DEUS VULT!

As Frederick left the balcony, he started shouting orders. "Prepare the Homo Furrorus for battle. We shall use them to fight the enemy. War men! War! I also call the empires and nations of the galaxy to help in this fight!"

AN OFFICIAL MESSAGE SENT ACROSS THE GALAXY:
We request the assistance of empires, unions and nations in the milky way to help us fight this enemy. The proton cannon shall destroy them once and for all!

DecepticonCybertron wrote:

morning guys how's….well now isn't this going to be fun^

morning DC it seems Deus wants a round 2.

Austrovik-Germania wrote:

A round two that we must get involvee in this time, be it indirectly or directly.

okay, what would you suggest and get involved with which party the crazy MF that Deus has or the rather friendly general that DC has who has helped protect earth from a rather recent relatively speaking massive alien invasion.

Good morning Crusaders.

The democratic nation of unovia wrote:

Good Morning Folks!
What are we doing today?

It looks like DC and Deus are about to go into a second round of fighting, and the Iron Pact seems to be debating who to directly or indirectly assist.