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Ixelonia has long been a puppet state of Syrixia, run by the Premier's cousin, Drake Steinberg. However, there is a rebellion afoot led by Steinberg, who wants to liberate the country thanks to its economic success. Syrixia and its eternal friend, ally and comrade, the Democratic Republic of Tomb, are going to invade. A mass genocide is planned for the Ixelonian rebels. All non-rebels will be kept in Ixelonia, and the Syrixian loyalists will make up the provincial government of Syrixian Ixelonia once it is annexed. Then, half of the country will be given to the Democratic Republic of Tomb. This, good people of NationStates, is where the ruthless battle begins.
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The Democratic Republic of Tomb is needed before this battle can begin. Tomb, when you arrive, please duly post here so we can begin.
 
General Leonard arrives.

"General Winstin, this is General Bon Leonard reporting, sir! General Zongles has fallen down to a serious case of the Flu and thus, he will not be able to command this battle. Instead, President Tomb has decided to send me forth to organize our lines and to command our division of the army, sir. Sorry again for the late reply."
 
The Democratic Republic of Tomb:
General Leonard arrives.

"General Winstin, this is General Bon Leonard reporting, sir! General Zongles has fallen down to a serious case of the Flu and thus, he will not be able to command this battle. Instead, President Tomb has decided to send me forth to organize our lines and to command our division of the army, sir. Sorry again for the late reply."
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*General Winstin jumps in excitement and looks at General Leonard*

Quite fine, are we ready to begin the invasion? The Ixelonians will be caught unawares due to the direction from which we are invading.
 
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The Kingdom of Plembobria will arm the rebels against this invasion. You have made us your enemy. Back off. Be warned.
 
Due to the Communist revolution in Syrixia, the invasion will be postponed until everyone is familiar with the new government in Syrixia.

-The Syrixian Diplomatic Committee
 
The invasion shall now resume. Is General Bon Leonard here?

-General Clovis Von Winstin, People's Republic of Syrixia
 
Alright. Let's begin. Watch out though, the Kingdom of Plembobria is backing the rebels.
 
The massive Syrixian-Tombian military take over the North of Ixelonia and starts to move to the other border regions to surround the Ixelonians and Plembobrians. The military splits into a Syrixian squad and a Tombian squad to take both regions easier.

(At this point Tomb gains full control of its military's actions, it may post what happens to its military.)

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(Tomb, post next. I wanna see what you can think up.)
 
The Tombian army of 2,000 men was divided into 10 squads with 200 men each.

General Leonard's squad, Squad 1-1A3 was moving at a pace that wasn't quiet slow, but there was an air of heaviness as their boots came on the ground and went up again. As the Tombian squads advanced, there seemed to be relatively little resistance.
However, as they reached one of the supposed-to-be abandoned check points, one of the military officers
pointed out something to General Leonard.

Officer: General Leonard, sir, I think that we're not the only ones here.
Gen. Leonard: What do you mean?
Officer: Sir, if you look at the grass, you can clearly see that there are bends in the blades of the grass. This means that someone stepped here not so long ago.
Gen. Leonard: Well, look at that then.

Just then, an explosion occurred.
 
The one million man Syrixian invasion force (About half the whole Syrixian army) marches on as one, systematically taking down after town. General Clovis Von Winstin receives a promotion to Three Star General for his skillfull leadership. Arriving in the fields near the main Plembobrian outpost at Ixelonia's second-largest city, Al-Odubei, the one million man army notices something in the grass. Realizing that it may be a similar trap to the one Tomb's army fell victim to, the force fires into the grass. A clump of curious citizens on the other side of the grass is slaughtered. No one survives.

Officer: Sir, we just killed around 50 citizens!
General Von Winstin: Don't worry; we must go on and take the city.
Officer: Sir, there's something in the sky, and I hear voices from the object yelling at us for...killing...something.
General Von Winstin: Likely the citizens. MEN, FIRE AT THE OBJECT!

The object is a Plembobrian plane. A nuclear bomb is dropped. Around 970,000 men escape before the bomb hits the ground. 30,000 do not, and around 10,000 of those who didn't escape are killed.

General Von Winstin is one of them.

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(tomb post next, we'll go in an alternating post system like what's already happening)
 
EmpireOfSyrixia:
The object is a Plembobrian plane. A nuclear bomb is dropped. Around 970,000 men escape before the bomb hits the ground. 30,000 do not, and around 10,000 of those who didn't escape are killed.
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OOC: I don't think my army would do something quite that heinous. Let's not God-Mod.

Moving on.

Officer: Sir, General Von Winston has been KIA.
General Kearny: Good work, however the government will not approve this reckless use of nuclear power.
Officer: I will direct my squadron to use ordinary bombs.
General Kearny: You'd better, or your cockpit will be a desk back in Rethel. You're dismissed.

Plembobrian recon planes follow the escaping troops.
 
plembobria:
EmpireOfSyrixia:
The object is a Plembobrian plane. A nuclear bomb is dropped. Around 970,000 men escape before the bomb hits the ground. 30,000 do not, and around 10,000 of those who didn't escape are killed.
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OOC: I don't think my army would do something quite that heinous. Let's not God-Mod.

Moving on.

Officer: Sir, General Von Winston has been KIA.
General Kearny: Good work, however the government will not approve this reckless use of nuclear power.
Officer: I will direct my squadron to use ordinary bombs.
General Kearny: You'd better, or your cockpit will be a desk back in Rethel. You're dismissed.

Plembobrian recon planes follow the escaping troops.
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The troops manage to escape. Control over Northern Ixelonia and some of the east and west has been consolidated. Plembobrian troops retreat back to their outpost, and Day 1 of the invasion ends.

General Von Winstin, like all core Syrixian officers, has a memory chip with all his recollections in his entire life from birth until his now death, stored in Balamb. An embryo is prepared, and genetically altered to have Von Winstin's personality. The micro chip will be recoded and reformatted into DNA which will be injected into the embryo.

Von Winstin will return, but many worry about how long the invasion force can hold out, or advance if possible, on Day 2?

Only time will tell.
 
Meanwhile, as predicted, the Plembobrian government does not approve of the unauthorized use of nuclear weapons and a verdict around General Kearny's possible demotion or probation is under vote in the Plembobrian capital city.

Without nuclear weapons, the Plembobrians and the Ixelonian rebels may be in danger.
 
You are hereby ordered by the United Socialist States of Egalotir to end all military and genocide operations. All further actions taken against the rebels, and civilian population will be met with heavy military and economic reparations. Egalotir has one of the largest, and most advanced militarizes in the North Pacific. We have twenty million men on standby and our airforce will have air supremacy.

You have 10 days to exit the regions and cease all operations.
 
The Federation of the Principality of Legington does not tolerate the actions of the parties that are participating in this conflict and is denouncing the following parties:
  • The Kingdom of Plembobria; for never officially announcing a casus belli for aiding the rebels and for using a nuclear device for military purposes, which resulted in an estimated 10 000 casualties.
  • The People's Republic of Syrixia; for planning and committing the act of genocide, using military force while diplomatic means might and could have been used and not presenting information regarding the rebellion to the Democratic Union.
  • The Democratic Republic of Tomb; for aiding and leading Syrixian armies.
As a member of the Democratic Union and the North Pacific, it is the Principality of Legington's responsibility to ensure peace and stability within the region, all of which is clearly at risk due to this conflict.

The Royal Armed Forces of the Principality of Legington, led by Minister of Defence Edward Vrduk, finds itself in a situation where it will assist the United Socialist States of Egalotir with an army of 30 million soldiers, mainly consisting of armour divisions. The Democratic Republic of Tomb, the Socialist Republic of Syrixia, the Kingdom of Plemobria and rebel forces have 10 days to cease operations in the area and sign an armistice while a diplomatic compromise is explored.

OOC Note: A casus belli is basically a reason to go to war. Just in case no one knew :)
 
The Confederacy of The United Federation of Alamo supports the actions of The Democratic Union.

The Government has decided to denounce The People's Republic of Syrixia, The Democratic Republic of Tomb and The Kingdom of Plemobria for the reasons stated by The Principality of Legington.

Should the conflict not cease, The United Federation will send 10 million soldiers to assist The Principality of Legington and The Democratic Union in imposing peace.

Our military equipment is state of the art, we have 10 million tanks and 20 million men at our disposal and we have one of the most advanced navies and one of the most advanced airforces in the world.

We will support and assist The United Socialist States of Egalotir, The Principality of Legington and The Democratic Union in imposing peace in the region.

Signed,

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Johnathan Gallick, President of The United Federation of Alamo
 
It is the tenth day.

The People's Council chamber is suddenly FLOODED with people, panicking about international reactions to the conflict.

Premier John Sirus steps up to the podium and turns on the international communications unit.

"Fellow North Pacifican nations and citizens, a sudden ultimatum has been presented to our fair People's Republic. As we are obviously outnumbered, we will be surrendering. The corrupt Syrixian Empire had plans of this, not us. After the revolution, the topic was under debate and due to this, the military was allowed to continue until this debate was resolved. It is now resolved."

A sudden sigh of relief comes from the massive crowds.

"However, since Ixelonia has always been a Syrixian puppet, we will still annex the region. The Ixelonian nationalists will be granted a new country in unclaimed lands, and this country will be bigger than the old Ixelonian territory, and it will have a coastal border. We have privately talked about this with the Ixelonians, and they have agreed."

A wave of gasps are heard throughout the crowds.

"The Ixelonians will choose where this region is located, and a vote is underway. The leading candidate for territory is the territory that once belonged to the now-nonexistant Kingdom of Airella."

Suddenly, Prime Minister Drake Steinberg of Ixelonia walks in and steps up at the podium. Premier Sirus steps down.

"The Ixelonian Parliament has confirmed that diplomatic relations with Syrixia will continue, however trade will cease. We open our arms to the possibility of trading with Egalotir, however the Parliament has ruled that trade with Legington and Alamo will not be established as of yet."

Premier Sirus and Prime Minister Steinberg shake hands and hug, as they are infact cousins.

The Invasion of Ixelonia is over.
 
The Kingdom of Plembobria intends to follow the wishes of the Democratic Union. The Kingdom will no longer involve itself in another conflict without first consulting other nations. We welcome the peace.

OOC: I kinda got godmodded into this war. I only intended to supply arms to the rebels.
 
A new map is now under construction, that of which contains Ixelonia's new territory.
 
President Tomb hears the news in his newly furnished room in his palace.

President Tomb: Please move the painting to the right... no to the left...no, you know what, just take it out of the room.
Painter: But sir, it took me 3 months to paint it.
President Tomb: Do you have trouble hearing what I said?
Painter: No sir, I understand.

A guard walks in carrying a slip of paper for President Tomb.

President Tomb reads it and yells: Why am I the last one to know about this!?!
Guard: Sir, it looks like our communication lines were cut shortly before the cease fire was declared.
President Tomb: This is nonsense!
The Minister of War and other mean Stuff walks in.
Minister of War: President Tomb, I am sure you heard by now.
President Tomb: So I have, what is the meaning of this?
Minister of War: Sir, this means that we have lost. The Syrixian Republic is trying to hide it, but we lost. The Democratic Union stepped in just as we were close to capturing the region. We could have kept fighting, but that would've meant the possibility of regional war, which I am sure we are not looking forward to. Not yet, at least.
President Tomb: Our nation never loses. Withdraw all of the troops, and declare a Tier 1 cabinet meeting, top officials.
Minister of War: May I ask what the meeting is for?
President Tomb: We're not done with Ixelonia yet, but for the time being, we'll have to go with the flow... Oh, I mean you'll find out at the cabinet meeting.
Minister of War: Ok, then. If you'll excuse me sir.
President Tomb: And while you're at it, send Emperor Senlok a message telling him to contact me. It's been a while since we spoke, and I'd like to go over some stuff with him.
Minister of War: Yes, sir.
Minister of War Exits.

President Tomb: Now where was I? Yes, move the painting to right some more.
Painter (whispering to himself): Oh, lord, when will life end.
President Tomb: What was that?
Painter: Nothing sir.
President Tomb: Come on lad, to the left some more...
 
The Syrixian People's Council room is full. Votes are being held on state matters.
The city of Balamb is full of action, however high on a mountain in a rural and small Syrixian island, in a small brick cottage, Premier John Sirus sits on a leather armchair next to his mother, Mrs. Magnolia Sirus.

Premier Sirus: I don't know what to do, ma. The DU is against the invasion now but Ixelonia is moving to a new land already. Old Ixelonia is already split between Tomb and Syrixia but New Ixelonia is prospering...

Mrs. Sirus: If the Ixelonians are fine, my son, there is no need to worry about it. The corrupt Emperors made the decision to invade, not you. You only continued because the whole Council unanimously voted to do so.

Premier Sirus: That still doesn't exempt me from the consequences of the future and whatever the DU decides.

Mrs. Sirus: Of course it does. The motherland of a puppet country wanted to annex the territory and make it safer. The citizens will be safe from all harm now, and the Ixelonians who left are happy somewhere else. It's the motherland's choice to annex the territory, and if it ends in peace it's fine and you should let it slide.

Premier Sirus: What about our allies in Tomb? They're disappointed. They wanted a full-out victory. Even though we got the territory we didn't get that victory. Syrixian morale is at an all-time low and the Tombians are OUTRAGED.

Mrs. Sirus: They shouldn't be. They got their share of the territory, peace was resolved and in a sense Ixelonia survived. Sure you killed some citizens but the past is the past, Johnny. Move on from that and focus on other matters. Perhaps help Ixelonia gain its ground? Oh! I know! Start up a new thread about a new event that you could create, a Syrixian soccer tournament!

Premier Sirus: Ma, this is NationStates, a website on the WORLD WIDE web. Not everyone calls soccer...well, soccer. Let's say football.

Mrs. Sirus: Alright, football. I'll be watching the tournament from home!

Premier Sirus: But, ma, what about Tomb, and the Ixelonians, shouldn't we iron this ou-

Mrs. Sirus: GET OUTTA HERE, YOU'VE A COUNTRY TO RULE!
 
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