Picking up the Pieces

[Lord_Iggy]

To: Omicron Wing / Yankee sons
From: Epsilon Squadron

Isn't it time we put past disagreements where they belong, in the past, and work together? We were wondering if you had need of any equipment or technology we may be able to offer you?

To: Delta Squadron
From: Epsilon Squadron

Would you consent to join forces with us? The circle teaches us that we should all work together towards a common end, and with our new dolphin allies we are building a wonderful new home here on Earth.

To: Epsilon Squadron
From: Omicron Wing

You seem to forget how you killed several thousand Tourliski and crippled our forces, leaving us to die in the middle of some mountainous desert on this miserable alien planet? Working with you in the future just brings us towards a repetition of your past betrayal. Your actions in the insurrection only confirmed what we had suspected for years- that the Rafiki were fools to ever put you into any sort of position of power.

In short, how can we ever believe that you will not attempt to murder us again?

Hey,

To: Sapporo Succubi
From: Empress Mako of The Yankee Suns

Let me come straight to the point. I have ignored your attempts to attack our computer systems. It Ends now. I have studied your race in great detail. I know you served as intelligence officers in the Rafiki Horde. That gives you great value in my eyes. So here is my offer. Join The Yankee Suns as a equal member & work for Me. Or. Your totally destruction.

I await your reply.


Empress Mako of The Yankee Suns

To: Yankee Suns
From: Omicron Wing

We propose a tripartite discussion between our two forces and the Succubi of Sapporo, in order to come up with a mutually satisfying solution to this conflict.

 

[Blaze Injun]

Hey,

To: Succubi of Sapporo
From: Empress Mako of The Yankee Suns

I offered equal memebership & the very honorable position of being the foundation of My intelligence network.

What seems to be the problem. Was there really a need to bring the Omicron into this. Well what would you like to say? Make your recommendations?

Empress Mako of The Yankee Suns

To: Omicron Wing
From: The Yankee Suns

We have to finish our talks on GSM 8BR. We have made a offer & haven't heard a reply on GSM 8BR matter. http://forums.civfanatics.com/showpost.php?p=10874506&postcount=373

As for the Succubi of Sapporo, why would Omicron Wing interfere? Do we really need trouble between The Yankee Suns & Omicron Wing at this time? Better to overlook this & look towards our groups future dealings. Maybe the Catpeople of Oz would be more interested in what The Yankee Suns have to offer as allies?

"Black Jet" Finnagin, Leader of the Yankee Suns, General to Empress Mako.

 

[Lord_Iggy]

To: Yankee Suns
From: Omicron Wing

Your proposal for site GSM-8BR is acceptable. The even division of the China region's resources seems reasonable, and our opinions towards the Epsilon Squadron of the Nalese are profoundly negative. There is currently little to gain from their present destruction, as we at Omicron Wing have the more serious priority of getting off of this world, which is quite inhospitable for our biologies.

We would interfere with the Succubi of Sapporo because they are our compatriots. The races of the former Rafiki Conglomerate may not always get along, but we have fought beside one another for many years and have thus formed strong bonds between our factions. The Sapporo Succubi have done nothing wrong beyond continuing their mission to disrupt your species' forces efforts to resist our conquest of this planet. The war, however, is now over. It has become eminently clear to all of the stranded offworlder survivors that the Rafiki have failed utterly in their duty to lead, and as such we see no need to follow through with their ill-executed and poorly-planned mission.

As Omicron Wing remains as perhaps the most respected and significant fragment of the former Conglomerate, it is our duty to advocate for the Sapporo Succubi, and to optimize results for them and then for all relevant factions. An important part of this advocacy is to ensure that they are not being unwillingly compelled into an agreement.

 

[SKILORD]

To: The Yankee Suns
From: Sapporo

Pardon us, but we are intelligence officers, we understand the mechanisms of cost benefit analysis. You presented us with two options: conquest or voluntary subjugation. In our experience one does not offer "honored" positions to forces one can easily decimate. Because Omicron Wing has a history of being able to negotiate successfully with your organization we hoped that they would be able to vouch for our organization and negotiate either a more amiable solution to the difficulties we have experienced in the past, when Sapporo worked in tandem with Omicron Wing against you. If you could make equal peace with them then we did not understand why you did not extend the same courtesy to us and instead came to us with threats. You tried to put baby in a corner, and if we understand human pop culture to the appropriate extent we understand that even your species knows nobody puts baby in a corner.

We do not wish to continue hostilities with you, we simply do not take kindly to being bullied. Sapporo is not a territory of the Yankee Suns, we may engage with diplomacy to any foreign power we chose.

 

[Blaze Injun]

Hey,

To: Omicron Wing
From: The Yankee Suns

It is good news to hear you accept the GSM 8BR plan. A unit of Yankee Suns soldiers will be sent to the base & the computer defense is online as we reply.

We understand your kinship with the other Horde fractions & your responsiblity to them. But they are a valuable resource that the Yankee Suns would very much like to have. They were given a fair offer in our eyes. Equal members in The Yankee Suns & under exclusive employment of Empress Mako herself. They are being offered a very honorable position in the Yankee Suns. Why would they refuse? But if they refuse, allowing them to just leave, let alone allow them into the Omicron Wings sphere of influence is just crazy.

What do you have in mind on this "Bump in the road" as we Humans say.


"Black Jet" Finnagin, Leader of the Yankee Suns, General to Empress Mako.

 

[Lord_Iggy]

To: Forces in Sapporo
From: Omicron Wing

If the Yankee Suns hold to their word and allow you to maintain a good standard of living while operating within the confines of their organization, would you find their offer to be acceptable? We believe this to be a rather reasonable offer. If this is an unpleasant offer for you, we may be able to negotiate an extraction of your forces.

 

[SKILORD]

To: Omicron Wing, Yankee Suns
From: Sapporo

We accept the offer. We have made enough difficulty out of this.

 

[SKILORD]

Update on Saturday. I only have 2 orders right now, so it should be easy to write the rest by then.

 

[thomas.berubeg]

I did send you mine, right?

 

[SKILORD]

You and Seon.

 

[thomas.berubeg]

The Forest Ground shook with the reverberating crash and screech of a thousand tons of metal and ceramics pushing into the ground and the river. The Bioluminescence of the trees was obscured by the cloud of dust and steam thrown up into the air by the cloud of steam.

In the Control Tower, Quarinah threw her hands up in disgust, thumbing the button for the radio to the ship. “What’s wrong, Rosalda, that’s the Sixth time you’ve crashed the ship. If you keep up with these results, we’ll have to cut you from the candidate pool.”

“Dammit, Captain, I’m a Pilot, not a goddamn astronaut!”

“Rosalda, Listen, you were chosen by your aptitude tests. Your skills are off the chart.”

“It’s this Ship, though. I don’t trust it. It’s always second guessing me.”

“The onboard AI is designed to recognize and asses threat situations and to assist the Pilot! It’s there to help you.”

“I don’t like the idea of someone besides me controlling what I’m flying! Or mucking about in my head”

Quarinah Sighed. “OK, Rosalda. One more time. We’ll try one more time. This time try to let the AI in. Meld with it. Trust it.”

“Copy That. Rose out.” There was an obvious grumble from Rosalda before the radio cut out, but Quarinah chose to Ignore it.

With a Strained Groan, The large Craft extricated itself from the ground, the mud holding its grip a bit longer before releasing the ship with a loud sucking sound.

A Loud “Woohoo” Sounded over all the frequencies, as the ship Hovered in the air, before ponderously turning to face the control tower
.
With a piercing sound, a squadron of mixed craft, ET Fighters and jets, Screamed by over the hull of the large ship. “Glad to see you off the ground again, Rose… Now, think that bucket can keep up with us?”

“You’re on, Racetrack, First to the ocean wins. Losers buy a round each.”

“No Fair, Ya’ll have swanky ET ships, and all Batman and me Have are these human jets.”

“Sucks to be you Tex… I guess you’ll be buying for us.”

And with that, she ships streaked off into the horizon.

 

[Blaze Injun]

Hey,

"That’s right. The blackened canopy was just the beginning of the training program." Professor Peggy stepped back from the cam, her huge breasts still taking up 70% of the screen. "The symbols were a tutorial on the systems of the cockpit." "The second step in amazingly horrifying, which brings us to the MCD1, short for Mind Control Device 1." She set the cam down on its small tripod positioning it show the alien machine. "In conjunction with the MCD1 we were able to complete step 2 of the training program. I have sent the video of our experiments & completion of step 2."

"Please Peggy just the basics." Jet put his cigar in the ashtray & rubbed his eyes. "The Empress wants all information easily understandable." Empress Mako had started the Yankee Suns first intelligence agency. It was a great plan & all her own. He looked over at the Succubi that was now his intelligence officer. The alien had used her pheromones to change his minds view of her outer appearance. She thought it would help Jet get past she was a alien. It was also allowed by Empress Mako as part of the new rules regarding the Succubi. It was clear she had been studying the Yankee Suns culture, more Japanese then American. She was 5 foot tall, with red hair, short on the right & long wing like on the left, like some manga style. She had big round eyes that would seem strange with her yellow skin if not for the pheromones. He was sure that she had read his mind because she had black lined lips. Jet caught himself rubbing his crotch. He grabbed the monitor with both hands. "Professor Peggy basics please"

She swung the cam to look directly into the monitor. "Step 2. The pilot is subjected to emersion into a oxygenated fluid with in the cockpit. It is truly terrifying to the pilot." A frown formed on her lips. "We have lost 3 pilots to heart attacks. It’s the thought of drowning." She moved the cam to show the MCD1. "With the research done so far on the MCD1 we were able to control the pilots reaction to the emersion fluid." She set the cam down to look into it again. "We also know that the fluid is used to better control the crafts movements & it counteracts the G-forces on the pilot. I am sure that our pilots will be able to handle any maneuver the aliens can." She held up her clipboard with some kind of charts & notes on it. "Maybe better if the MCD1 can be brought to full use."

Jet looked over at Mr. Ito who was wearing a gas mask. His orange & black hair sticking crazily out from under the straps. "That is wonderful news. With the joining of One Korea, we are now in direct conflict with a group of highly trained, "backs to the wall" & frankly bored Leelah at the DMZ." Mr. Ito was typing furiously at his monstrous computer. He feared mind control in any form & didn't trust the Succubi at all. "How about that matter I sent you."

"Yes. I was looking over the files you sent." She reconnected the cam to her monitor & keyed the info for Jet. On his monitor, a picture & background information appeared. "After review. I believe this boy, Noboru Shigami will be of value."


Blaze Injun

 

[Immaculate]

From the offices of Maria Marulanda of the Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia,
To Any Concerned Parties,

The Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia has been struggling with the coming of aliens to our planet. For a long time previous we had been struggling with our the Colombian bourgeoisis puppets of American Imperialism and neo-colonialism but focusing much too much on finance and the growth and movement of yayo.

Under previous leadership, even after the coming of the Aliens, we have continued to trade in yayo and weapons, buying weapons and power at the cost of life and ideology.

That has changed now. I am happy to announce that when I and my cadre have taken command of Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia and my intention is to return us to our true calling, to empower the proleteriat and bring about a classless, socially and economically egalatarian society for Colombians and oppressed people everywhere.

It is my belief that our sale of yayo and other drugs, while useful to fund our operations against the imperial cronies of the previous Colombian government, is no longer necessary and only serves to produce violence, dependence, and a new leash by which to lead the poor and disaffected. As such we will renounce our involvement in the trade of yayo and begin to truely focus on developing the dream of a classless society we have long wanted.

We will no longer be cooperating with the Cartel del Golfo or its masters- they are part of the imperial borgeousis oppression.



From the offices of Maria Marulanda of the Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia,
To the Members of Greenpeace,

Our goals and ideologies are compatable and we suggest that we cooperate to bring about an egalatarian, socially responsible and environmentally sustainable society in central america.

 

[Seon]

From the offices of Maria Marulanda of the Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia,
To Any Concerned Parties,

The Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia has been struggling with the coming of aliens to our planet. For a long time previous we had been struggling with our the Colombian bourgeoisis puppets of American Imperialism and neo-colonialism but focusing much too much on finance and the growth and movement of yayo.

Under previous leadership, even after the coming of the Aliens, we have continued to trade in yayo and weapons, buying weapons and power at the cost of life and ideology.

That has changed now. I am happy to announce that when I and my cadre have taken command of Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia and my intention is to return us to our true calling, to empower the proleteriat and bring about a classless, socially and economically egalatarian society for Colombians and oppressed people everywhere.

It is my belief that our sale of yayo and other drugs, while useful to fund our operations against the imperial cronies of the previous Colombian government, is no longer necessary and only serves to produce violence, dependence, and a new leash by which to lead the poor and disaffected. As such we will renounce our involvement in the trade of yayo and begin to truely focus on developing the dream of a classless society we have long wanted.

We will no longer be cooperating with the Cartel del Golfo or its masters- they are part of the imperial borgeousis oppression.



From the offices of Maria Marulanda of the Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia,
To the Members of Greenpeace,

Our goals and ideologies are compatable and we suggest that we cooperate to bring about an egalatarian, socially responsible and environmentally sustainable society in central america.

From the Vanguard
To offices of Maria Marulanda

Oh dear! I hope to clear this misunderstanding right here and right now. We didn't purposefully basically kind of absorb Cartel del Golfo into our midst. That was an unforseen consequence of something else.

Let it be known that we, who have been left behind by the Rafiki, are not imperialist thugs. We just like to fight.

Speaking of which, how does a rocket to your face sound?

 

[SKILORD]

To: Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia
From: Greenpeace

We have been having difficulties with the Vanguard. But we appreciate your goals and ideology. If they follow up on their threats of rocket attacks we do not know how it will go. The Deepwater Horizon Rig... well... there are safer places to be than this.

To: Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia
From: Tupamaros, Montevideo

We appreciate your new policies on Western Poisons. As a similar group fighting for old school South American liberation, we ask if you could possibly loan us the use of some of your computers and technicians so that we can build a supervirus for use against Argentine tech support. Those Argentines have been attacking civilians in the countryside and calling for a return to deregulated capitalism in Uruguay so that they can send their agents in to purchase the place right out from under us. We have gotten a hold of a pair of ET Fighters, and have done some of the research on them, we would be willing to give you one of them and also our notes on it if you helped us.

-

Thomas: Mission Accomplished.

Blaze: 1 R&D towards Mind Control Rays

 

[Boundless]

Orders sent!

 

[Blaze Injun]

Hey,

OCC

Boundless I can get my orders in if you answer my PMs.

EDIT OOC

Yankee Suns orders sent.



Blaze Injun

 

[SKILORD]

To: Epsilon Squadron
From: Delta Squadron

We find South America disagreeable, we will be emigrating to Australia.

 

[Blaze Injun]

Hey,

Miyabi dressed in black poncho & schoolgirl uniform stood atop the tank she had claimed in Tokyo. She had painted it in a yellow, orange & red starburst pattern. Her plasma rifle was cradled in her arms. "I heard that its ran by a gazillionaire that had set up the whole thing with the Rafiki." She yelled down at Mr. Ito.

"No. I heard that its ran by a group of UN scientists." Replied Mr. Ito from his position below the front armor, trying to keep up wind of their intelligence officer. Who he had named Devil Woman. "Here they are."

Two white ET fighters, looking as advanced from the Yankee Suns ET fighters, as a model T compared to a 70s muscle car, flew low across Tokyo Bay & the airstrip.
The World Mail System logo displayed across the bottom of the wings. Four more of the amazing craft appeared & hovered over the snow covered runway.

"Here it comes." Miyabi yelled as she pointed out over the bay at the incoming plane. It had once been a 787 Dreamliner. It had been modified with alien tech. Most noticeable was the twin jet engines were gone. Replaced by defensive laser turrets. World Mail System was boldly painted along the fuselage. "It seemed to be going to fast for the landing & the weather."

"I have seen this before." Mr. Ito stood & pulled his collar up around his neck. "Just watch." The plane hit the runway & was at a dead stop before it went 100 yards. "Lets go Devil Woman & make sure you stay downwind."

A door opened just aft of the wing & a lone figure disembarked. He was dressed in a short billed black cap with the WMS logo in it. A black pinstriped suit with a WMS logo tie & yellow converse canvas high-tops. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes. He carried a small metal case in his right hand.

"Good morning from the World Mail System. I'm Number 46." Said the man in a monotone voice as he held out the metal case. "I will need your thumb print on the case's reader." Mr. Ito did as he was told. "I will need your package before full delivery." Mr. Ito pulled the small memory stick from his pocket & handed it to Number 46. He placed the stick in his breast pocket & handed the case to Mr. Ito. "Please check to make sure your delivered is safe."

"There is no need for that." Mr. Ito winked at the man. "Nobody fuxz with the World Mail System." He turned & walked back to the tank knowing that the sky wasn't the limit anymore for the Yankee Suns.


Blaze Injun

 

[hbar]

It is with deep regret and sincere apology that I formally withdraw from this NES. SKILORD, you've done an excellent job making this a living world, and to everyone who has been writing stories and doing real diplomacy, thank you. I wish I could continue, but starting a new life in a new city with a new job (that monitors it's internet usage) is just proving to be too much.

I hope that my nation, either NPC'd or adopted, manages to unite a New Africa under the banner of humanity. Godspeed to you all.