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| [FINISHED] The Third Salonian-Maddoman War | |
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| Topic Started: Jan 27 2016, 05:10 AM (690 Views) | |
| Sad-States | Jan 27 2016, 05:10 AM Post #1 |
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Salonian-Maddoman Civil WarTo join, telegram Sad-States. This is a First Person Roleplay. Keep it that way. Maddomainia Maddoma City Royal Maddoman Palace Now that my Diplomatic Summit was over, my main priority could be handled. I instructed my daughter, Amanda Dvorak to fill in my place in any foreign affairs while I was handling the Civil War. The Salonians, Salandians, and Vosians always claimed they were independent and the Congrate has always allowed them to form their own governments as long as they did not aid our enemies. As time went on, they formed ideas that they could support any nation they want, build their own military, and it got to the point when the Congrate considered allowing them full independence. That is when I was elected President, disbaned the Congrate and only kept its Maddomate as a personal Council. The Salandians and Maddomans have no clear issues. Thus, there are no current major conflicts. The Vosians know that for Maddomainia to enter their lands, we must go through Salonia. Soon one day, the Valiths will be fully extinct, and I'll ensure the last one that is killed, is done by myself. They taunt us by growing their military stronger, and stronger with each month. The Salians, they're a clown show. Genocide, upon genocide they conduct against the innocent Salithians. It is time they prepare for my genocide. While I was writing my plans, someone began knocking on my door. I got out of my chair and opened the door to one of my Legates. Legate Hendrick - one of the best Legate in the Maddoman Armed Forces. I gave him the look as he better start talking or something bad is going to happened to him, with no surprise, he started talking. "Sir, your daughter is now on the plane to conduct her duties as an envoy." "Good. Is that all, Legate Hendrick?" "No. It isn't," he stated, "the Maddomate is requesting you to leave now." "Why so? I am supposed to leave in a week." "The war has officially began. The Salonians have cut through our lines and entered Maddoman lands." "Fuck," I hesitated, "contact the Malsonians. I'll leave at once. You're dismissed." Edited by Sad-States, Jan 27 2016, 05:13 AM.
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| Sad-States | Feb 2 2016, 09:18 PM Post #11 |
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Salonia, Kins'Fall The Maddomans have defeated the invaders and have been pushing deeply into Salonian lands. The Salonian Army was sent into retreat and I ordered that the Maddoman Reserve Forces that were deployed to garrison liberated cities, including Kins'Fall. As the Kins Court was broken into by Maddoman Soldiers and the remaining Salonian Guard protecting it were exterminated, King Mirel was found. Almost instantly I was notified by the soldiers. "Legate Hendrick, please put me on the line with the Emperor," the Maddoman Guard stated. "Emperor Dvorak has stated only emergencies only," Legate Hendrick stated. "Legate, it is an emergency. We have King Mirel detained." "Don't you hang up then, I'm forwarding you to the Emperor." After about five minutes of one of my Legates explaining to me of the situation, I finally was placed on the line with the soldier. "What is your name and rank, soldier?" I asked. "This soldier's I.D. is Evocati Austyn Clausa." "I'll see to it that you're promoted to the ranks of the Immunes, Austyn Clausa. Thank you for your great service to the Maddoman Empire. I am on my way to deal with the King, ensure he stays or your hands -- and alive, for now." I then hung up the phone and asked one of the soldiers in the armored battle vehicle (ABV) we were in to drive me to the Kins Court to finish some personal business. It was time to destroy the Salonian's moral, for good. |
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| Salonia | Feb 4 2016, 08:39 PM Post #12 |
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My people had betrayed me. Abandoned the lands we called our homes, even my military left the lands they swore to protect. Now, city by city was being 'liberated' by the Maddomans. My final hour seemed to be coming closer and closer. The Council left a few guards to lead the Maddomans peacefully to me and end the bloodshed, but the Maddomans crave blood. This is something my Council seems to forget. Those 'peace keepers' wear Salonian uniforms and that's something that must signal a Maddoman to lose all logical thinking process and only one thought can come to mind, and that thought is to kill or be killed. I could hear gunshots, but they seemed to be all at once and have varied periods between them. The only thing I could think of that the Maddomans were slaughtering the commoners, Maximus was committing a genocide to get revenge for the Salithian Genocide. As I sat, handcuffed to a bar in a cage I heard the Kin's Court doors smashed open, followed with sounds of gun fire. I was right, there were only options of killing, not peace. As time went on, a group of Maddoman Soldiers found me. One of the barbarians aimed their gun at me until a very deep, courageous voice stopped him. "Don't shoot!" The Group leader shouted. "Why fucking not?" One of the soldiers asked. "Because, that's King Mirel. He may only die by Maximus hands, it's his strict orders." "For fuck sakes. All he cares for is story-worthy killings, glory, and fame." "That guy is our Emperor, show some respect before I have you flogged." "Sorry, Sir." "Good, now Mirel, what do you have to fucking say? You better state it quickly." "What is there to say? I did what I said I would do." "Let me restate myself, what do you have to fucking say about the Salithian Genocide? Do you like the bitter taste of vengeance?" "The Salithians were savages. The expect us to give them independence, allow them to rape our lands, and murder our people. We had no choice, but to take action." "That's bullshit," the Group Leader stated, "I think it's time for Maximus to hear about this. Munifex Carlson, get one of the Legates on the line. It's time to have this finished. Beneficiarii Myerus, see to it that Mirel is blindfolded, flogged, and his legs are broken. Muxifex Carlson, once the Legate is reached, give me the radio." |
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| Salonia | Feb 4 2016, 09:02 PM Post #13 |
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After intense beatings, my legs were broken, my hands -- as if they were destroyed, and I could feel nothing but pain. I kept myself from crying, but I could not hold my screams during the 'flogging'. They left me there to suffer, for their entertainment until the Emperor arrived, a man by the rank and surname, Decanus Benjamin began to torture me by stepping on one of my broken legs or bending it in the opposite direction. Once Maximus arrived he shouted, loud. "Stop! Everyone back away. My Royal Guard and I will take care of this. Austyn, you are ordered to stay. Everyone else, return to your posts." Maximus instantly pulled me up, had his men take a few shards of glass, pull off my blindfold and place the shards in my mouth. Then, being punched repeatedly, until my mouth was nothing but blood. He then ordered his men to stand me up on my broken legs and then kicked me down to my knees, holding me there. "Spit the glass out. Or there's more where that came from." I spit out the glass and Maximus stated, "Sometimes, a man gets pissed. I am sorry." I was confused. Why was he being nice now? He ordered one of his men to get him a pitcher of lemonade. "Would you like me to bring you sugar with it, Sir?" "No. I have my own sugar, or at least stuff I can add to it." When his Guardsman came back, Maximus stated, "Looks like I didn't have sugar. However, salt will do." He started to pour a teaspoon of salt into the lemonade and then saying it was not enough, thus pouring the entire container of salt into the pitcher. He then ordered his men to grab me, stand me up, bend my head backwards and open my mouth. "No, don't! I am sorry!" I screamed but gagging on my own blood from all the cuts in my mouth." "Shut the fuck up." Maximus stated to me. Maximus then poured the salted lemonade into my mouth, the burning effect quickly started and they held my mouth shut forcing me to gagged on my blood and the lemonade. After doing this about 15 times, I could not speak. Maximus then pulled out his Imperial Knife and told his men to hold me down. He forcefully opened my mouth and cut off my tongue. The men then released me and I turned onto my stomach so I wouldn't choke to death on my own blood. His men then repeatedly beat me, until I passed out from all the pain and blood loss. I woke up in a Maddoman prison, with a mechanism that had a pistol and a string attached to it. If I moved a muscle, I was dead. It was time to give up. I stood up and everything went to black. |
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| Malson | Feb 6 2016, 12:16 AM Post #14 |
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I wake up in my dark green tent, while under my sleeping bag, my backpack and weapon beside me and a lantern emitting a blue light, forgetting to turn off... As I pick up my backpack and weapon, I check my watch to see what time it was "7:30AM", I open my tent to find a gray sky looking like it was going to rain. People were already up eating their breakfast rations. I pick up both my backpack and my AR-1 by it's sling, 2 soldiers sitting on logs right beside an open crate full of MRE's, one of the soldiers nod their heads up to indicate greeting me. Both of the soldiers looking very fatigued, I ask "You two look tired, maybe you should get some rest", while picking up an MRE. "We were on nightwatch, had to stay up all-night watching for those silly Salonians". The lisy soldier would say to the left of the other one, as I finish enjoying my rations, I get up while taking a sip of water from my canteen. Then, getting the soldier beside me getting a message from his radio, "Report to the main tent immediately for briefing!", a deep voice would say, both soldiers, including me, head to the big tent where several soldiers will also enter. As I enter the tent, men surround the table with a map on it, in front of me is Captain. Maciliovich, having his hands on the map, he orders me to come over to the map. "Okay, now that you are here, General Piettiovich has ordered the MPA on an invasion of the Vosium capital, Reial" Pointing to the map of where Reial is located, he would also order "The general has offered support for the troops here, attack on the capital will take place in 5 hours, tanks and several transport vehicles are headed to our camp an hour before invasion, now get your asses prepared for the attack on Reial!" everyone in the tent walks out of the tent, including the Captain. About 4 hours later, support has arrived for us, 4 transport vehicles and 2 tanks, one of the Transport vehicles where empty, we come on into the back of the vehicle, we were cleaning our weapons while in the truck to prepare for battle... (OOC:) This was a POV from Corporal Jakob Marchiovich. Since this is a FP roleplay... Edited by Malson, Feb 6 2016, 12:17 AM.
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| Sad-States | Feb 6 2016, 01:44 AM Post #15 |
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Salonian-Vosian Border 19:56 (SMT) With Mirel being sent to Maddomus, the Salonian Army knows that they cannot survive any longer. The entire Maddoman Legion, Armed Forces, and Militia surrounded the border with the back up of Vlaskovicans and Malsonians. The Maddomans were to take out the lower-end cities, the Malsonians take on the Capitals, while the Vlaskovicans took care of the smaller towns, check points, and local garrisons. When my men arrived at the border, we were the first to go in. The security was weak to only defend against Salithian illegal immigrants as the Salonian-Vosian relations were very keen. Legate Hendrick was my right hand man in this operation and I commanded the Maddoman Special Forces, the Maddoman Legion. Each member of Legate Hendrick's Fire Squad were delegated the ability to command 50 men from the Maddoman Legion while the Legate commanded over 100. I set up my five-man command for the Maddoman Legion, which the Squadron contained of 500 men of the Legion deployed, while the other 1,000 remained in Maddomus. Each one of us were to lead 100 man attacks on cities, which were filled with Salonian Soldiers and the Vosian Guard. The Maddoman Armed Forces would be supporting each TML Squad attack, making it nearly 2,000 manned attacks. "TML Squadron, this is a brief update. This is Legate Hendrick. I will be assisting commanding the Maddoman Legion. Before coming here, you were given a number of one through five. If you were given the number one, join the First Formation, commanded by Maximus Dvorak. If you are labeled two, join my formation. Threes go with Senior Optio of Formation Three, and so on. That is all, be ready in thirty minutes, we attack in a hour." As thirty minutes passed, the men were still in formation. I ordered my men to fallout of formation and get into their designated vehicles. The Maddoman Armed Forces already began attack the mobilized forces along the borders, but with greater numbers, weapons, and skill -- the battle was short. Shortly after, the First Battalion of the Maddoman Legion and I were rolling through. Any Salonian or Vosian patrols were greeted with our gunfire. We were going to attack the second largest city of Vosium, Kilshire. When arriving, two vehicles of our men were blown up. Our convoy was eating up almost every bullet the enemy were shooting at us. Even with the heavy bullet proof glass, the windshield manage to get broken. Afterwards, the driver was shot four times and the car quickly swerved off into a ditch. My leg was stuck and the others were dead. Knowing the car would be a large target, as it was visibly marked as a commander-vehicle, I needed to get my leg unstuck or I would surely die. One of the other vehicles in the convoy stopped, almost being hit by another car before it was blown up by a Salonian rocket from a RPG. The other man was shot to death by the defenders. Soon, the door opened and he pulled out one of the dead men to get in the car. He started screaming, but with all the pain, rocket fire and gunshots - I could barely hear him. He then got closer to my head and started to yell. "Sir, you need to get out of here. You're not in any condition to fight!" The soldier proclaimed. "I have no other choice, this is my final stop!" I stated. "What the fuck are you talking about!" "I am ill, that is why I am preparing Amanda for Empress. My doctors has stated I have a year left to live." "For fuck sake. The only way you're getting out of this car if your leg is amputated," the soldier stated, "let me get a medic!" "No! You'll die. Take this knife, and do it yourself. The bone is broken, so it'll be like cutting butter." The soldier took the knife and I placed my hand in my mouth as he began to sever my limb off with the dagger I have him. After the leg was off, a medic was able to patch it up, but when I was taken out of the vehicle, the car was blown up and my arm was severed off. I was bleeding to death and I could not resist the feeling of sleeping, so I lit my final cigarette and closed my eyes. Maddomainia, Maddomus Maddoma Today 05:34 "The Maddoman Armed Forces has stated that the Maddoman Emperor has been killed in action from severe injuries of an explosion of his commander vehicle and a possible self-amputation. His death has not been in vain as all major cities are now in control by the Maddoman Empire and the Vosian Cinsar Galief has surrendered, which forced the Salonians to surrender as well. Later on in the day, the Maddoman Empire officially annexed both nations. Amanda Dvorak has been named the Empress of the Empire. She is currently setting up talks with the Malsonian Government to see if the possibility of a peaceful annexation is still on the table, even if Maximus Dvorak is dead. |
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