The Königsberg Incident

[The Confederation]

Albert Tanzband wished he could return to his home in Königsberg more, however the entire Summer had to be spent in Berlin overseeing the nation's reforms both domestically and internationally. However, he had decided that this weekend would be the best to escape to his ancient castle's slopes and brick.

A light rain drizzled over the long and narrow pathway to the front gates of the castle as Tanzband drove himself to the security checkpoint.

A man stood in the traditional all black Prussian honor guard uniform and waved him into the paddock and signaled him to stop. Pulling his car over and rolling down the window, Tanzband spoke impatiently.

"Hello...how are you today? New on the guard? What seems to be the problem?"

[Kaiser Martens]

Two other cars approach. One in front blocking advance, one behind blocking retreat. The Guard smiles. "Not a problem, Herr Tanzband. You will follow the vehicle ahead and will not try anything funny. Otherwise rather awful things would happen. There is someone who wishes to speak to you not far from here. Worry not, we are civilized. Go along now."

He would be driven for some fifteen minutes to a smaller palace belonging to lesser nobility, which had been supposedly inhabited only by dust and microbes for the last ten years. It seemed a bit creepy in fact, as there were no lights or movement within. But once inside the garage he'd see a few new cars - and a few tanks, which still had Old Nordland Insignias.

"He is waiting for you. Go along."

After many more rooms and some hallways, there's a small library where Martens sits writing using an old typewriter. He stops as he sees Tanzband enter, stands up and salutes briefly. "Hello! It has been a while."

[The Confederation]

Tanzband stood before the man that he both revered and feared his entire life.

"Herr Martens...we all thought you were dead..."

Tanzband sat in the nearest chair and ran his fingers through his hair. "So...how did you get here? Where did these old Nordlandic vehicles come from...?"

He was utterly stunned, however somehow not surprised that Martens had found him there. Tanzband placed his hands flat on the table and looked up at Martens' piercing red eyes.

"I know what this is about..."

[Kaiser Martens]

"Neh. As we say in the far south, Yerba mala nunca muere. The vehicles? They were always there. Noone ever cared to check. All old Nordland is littered with vehicles and weapons. There's even Old German depots around, too. People just don't bother looking for them. I still have em all. Heh. Granted, many are outside of our current borders..."

He nods. "You know. Seven is a nice number. In some religions, it is attributed to perfection. The number of German Reichs we've had. It is not acceptable to glance at a map of Europe and see no "Deutschland". Furthermore, I can not use Nordland for the time being - Non-Martencist Non-Nordlandic fools have sullied the name. But the language is still there. You know who I am talking about. What do you think?"

[Uberstein]

OOC: How exactly did martens get there if he was in Swedish Nordheim and all methods of transportation are blocked off?

Just asking.

[Kaiser Martens]

OOC: Blocked, by whom, where?

[Uberstein]

OOC: Blocked, by whom, where?

OOC: You really need to read threads besides your own. Sweden, Me, Norway, and I think Lubeck, have blockaided Scandinavian Nordheim. No way to get out by land, air, or sea.

[The Confederation]

"Neh. As we say in the far south, Yerba mala nunca muere. The vehicles? They were always there. Noone ever cared to check. All old Nordland is littered with vehicles and weapons. There's even Old German depots around, too. People just don't bother looking for them. I still have em all. Heh. Granted, many are outside of our current borders..."

He nods. "You know. Seven is a nice number. In some religions, it is attributed to perfection. The number of German Reichs we've had. It is not acceptable to glance at a map of Europe and see no "Deutschland". Furthermore, I can not use Nordland for the time being - Non-Martencist Non-Nordlandic fools have sullied the name. But the language is still there. You know who I am talking about. What do you think?"

"With all due respect, Europe is different now...people are not occupied with what languages they speak or where their lineage rests...the Nordlandic days were great for the European people and for the world...however they are over. It is simply not possible that we go back to the way of the ancients."

He leaned back in his chair.

"Your language is quite obvious Herr Martens...let us cease the sully and transparent conversation now, and speak up."

[Kaiser Martens]

OOC: If I am getting blockaded, I expect to be told either PM or to have it posted in one of my thread. If you did not let me know earlier that I had been blockaded, it is not my fault.

IC:

"Nordheim plus Prussia equals Deutschland. That is what is on my mind. It is simple, really. Alarik Martens is the heir to the German and Nordlandic crown. I am just making sure that he gets what belongs to him, but above all, I am making sure that our people get what they want. This would need to be confirmed by a plebiscite. Everyone will be pleased anyway. Well, excepting Überstein. But Überstein complaining is but a fact of life for all people on this planet by now, much like rain or sun."

[Uberstein]

OOC: If I am getting blockaded, I expect to be told either PM or to have it posted in one of my thread. If you did not let me know earlier that I had been blockaded, it is not my fault.

IC:

"Nordheim plus Prussia equals Deutschland. That is what is on my mind. It is simple, really. Alarik Martens is the heir to the German and Nordlandic crown. I am just making sure that he gets what belongs to him, but above all, I am making sure that our people get what they want. This would need to be confirmed by a plebiscite. Everyone will be pleased anyway. Well, excepting Überstein. But Überstein complaining is but a fact of life for all people on this planet by now, much like rain or sun."

OOC: http://forums.cybernations.net/index.php?s...t&p=1772895

Well I'm telling you now. This RP is a godmod because you posted your position as being in Scandinavian Nordheim, and it's completely blocked off. Meaning you're either still in Scandinavian Nordheim, or a corpse hit by a SAM missile or torpedo, or a hail of bullets.

Ignorance is not an excuse.

Edited August 24, 2009 by BaronUberstein

[Kaiser Martens]

OOC: Well, I am going to disregard your blockade because I RPed many movements during the Nordheim Civil War thread which did not take it into account - it is a closed RP thread - and if I acknowledged your belated blockade I'd need to rewrite the entire thread, really.

[The Confederation]

"Alarik Martens...."

It was a name that he hadn't even thought of since the fall of Nordland.

"I see what this is about..."

He stood and pressed the panic button on his belt for a guard to escort Martens and his men from the castle, however no sound was made. A Prussian guard in his dress-blues walked by the room and only sighed.

"I am sorry Herr Tanzband" he said in a muted voice.

Tanzband was shocked. He was betrayed by his own men in his own home, the origin of his noble blood. He turned quickly toward Martens, his eyes wide open. He lifted his arms in the air and yelled at the ominous figure sitting at the table.

"YOU, YOU DID THIS TO ME...TO MY COUNTRY!"

[Uberstein]

OOC: So...you're going to godmod because my RP is inconvenient? Good to know.

[The Confederation]

OOC: So...you're going to godmod because my RP is inconvenient? Good to know.

OOC:

Closed thread is closed. It's possible to avoid a blockade in a small boat, etc. No more.

[Uberstein]

OOC:

Closed thread is closed. It's possible to avoid a blockade in a small boat, etc. No more.

OOC: With no RP and sonar ever kilometer? With aircraft watching? With the Aland Islands, which I control, in the way?

Closed thread = closed to people coming in IC. It has nothing to do with valid OOC accusations of godmodding.

[Kaiser Martens]

OOC: It is no godmod - you don't get to interfere in one closed RP, much less in two. Back to your bridge.

IC: Martens sighs, dissappointed.

"Calm down. Please. You do not understand what is going on. You are angry because you think you will lose all your power. I do not want you to be an enemy. I want you to work with me. Alarik is four years old. I would like you to work as Alarik's regent until he reaches eighteen. I still have hope in you..."

"Or is it that the little Christian girl has subverted your mind so? I am still sure that you remain one of us anyway. Either way this is no decision for you or me to make. As I said, the inhabitants of Prussia will have the final word. This is not a betrayal...they knew you'd panic...they want you to reconsider. But we're here to protect you nonetheless. Even me."

[Uberstein]

OOC: And I see it as a godmod. I don't see any evidence that it isn't a godmod. How exactly did you get Martens past the blockade?

I'm not saying your RP is bad, much of it is well written and interesting, but the same standards have to be applied to everyone. If I ever godmod, I want someone to tell me, so I can fix it.

Edited August 24, 2009 by BaronUberstein

[The Confederation]

Tanzband began to physically shake.

"This isn't about power...this isn't about anything like that..."

He slumped back down into the chair, holding back tears.

"I will not act as the regent of anyone...Prussia deserves no less...and a referendum can never be fair in the current political situation..."

He layed his head down on the table.

"Don't speak of Sarah that way...she is a wonderful person...one of the greatest. That is the difference between the Europe of today and that of Yesterday...petty things such as religion or affiliation do not matter..."

Quietly speaking, he said words that would later become famous in Prussian lore.

"I will not stand down, you may arrest me, torture me, or kill me....but I will never standdown for the people of Prussia."

Edited August 24, 2009 by The Confederation

[Kaiser Martens]

"Fairness? Nothing is EVER truly fair. Don't you know that? A fair fight? A lie. If things were fair, everything everywhere would always be a draw. Tell me though. If you say it is not about power, what is it about? Hm? Stop shaking. You are a grown up." Martens stands, and his face turns to a frown, moving closer to Tanzband.

"You are speaking like a Frenchman. Who said anything about arresting, death or torture? What do you think we are, Democrats and Übersteinianists? This is about freedom. Not about locking you up. I will offer you Regency once more. You will effectively come to rule also Nordheim for many years to come. Are you up to the challenge? YES or NO, Soldier!" Sternly he adds.

[The Confederation]

"No...never...I cannot stand by and allow this to happen."

He pressed the panic button once again, just to humor himself.

"Heh...it seems you've covered all the bases...no? So what is this? A coup? An internal overtaking?"

He leaned back, thinking to himself,

"I would have never thought it would end this way."

[Kaiser Martens]

"Hmm. I suppose I'll have to try other means." He sighs and goes to sit back down, wondering for a moment. Then he looks over to the soldier nearby and nods.

"If you do not want to colaborate, we are going to arrange for you an accident. Some democratic terrorist will kill you. You will die fighting, taking him down with you, and will be a hero of the new Germany. Noone will ever know what truly took place. There'll be statues and divisions with your name on 'em. But nobody will suspect you a traitor ever. The plebiscite will then happen and..."

"And we actually hold no control over its result. They may well opt to remain independent. But you cannot deny them the opportunity. I guess it is for the best this way. Are you ready? All the arrangements are complete. I forgot to add additionally that due to your refusal we'll be silently disposing of each of your family members and any other ones who may have a claim to the throne. They'll be also killed by terrorists."

[The Confederation]

Tanzband sat in utter shocked silence in his favorite library.

"So this is how it goes? You'll silence those who detract against your regime? You'll just erase the entire family that has ruled Prussia since the 1200s? Your reputation precedes you Herr Martens, I would have thought you smarter than this...."

Tanzband stood and took a step back from the table, slowly reaching toward his waist.

"All for Prussia" he said has he pulled the blade from it's scabbard that had been passed down throughout history in his family. Taking another step back his presented the weapon to Martens, pointing it across the table.

"Now...let us decide who the real Warrior is...the real Einherjar..."

[Kaiser Martens]

Martens looks him up and down, as if examining the situation. Then he turns his back to him, apparently not caring that he is armed and could probably try and slash at him. He stares at the window, but in reality he stares then at his own reflection, not at the open fields beyond.

"Hmm. No, you are correct. Though it pleases me that you did choose to fight in the end. As every man should. I think I will withdraw my offer then. No proper union can begin in such a forceful and violent fashion, unless the violence is directed against third parties of course." He adds, remembering Bismarck.

"Do not worry. Harming your family would be, I must say, rather distasteful. I would be no better than our...my enemies, if I should carry out any of my threats."

[The Confederation]

He put the blade at a full defensive maneuver over his torso.

"So that's it? You come to my homestead, demanding change, yet when a blade it put before you, you compromise?"

He smiled.

"Herr Martens...you have changed..."

Tanzband turned his back and walked toward the halls of his castle, back toward the garage where his vehicle wait.

[Kaiser Martens]

"Some things change. But they are always the same."

Martens leaves the area too in no time, not pausing but not hurrying. With or without violence, things would be achieved. He was only the messenger. In the next months, dissent continued to grow in Prussia, as the people were not happy that the last war had been considered a defeat, due to the quick peace given, while also seeing Prussia not attempting to even help Nordheim. Martens sat and watched as demonstrations started to spring accross the nation. Later on, a true group of - actual - terrorists, not commanded by Martens, would go ahead to try and murder Tanzband - a grenade would be thrown in his direction, reminding the world of world of Austria and the Balkans for a moment. He would barely escape death, and soon he would see two more men with homemade weapons rushing his position, firing lead. A sniper shoots them in time to stop them, however, the Government, Military and Police had never deployed any sharpshooters in the vicinity. Later that day, Tanzband got a call from Martens, untraceable,

"Just because I was bluffing it does not mean that the rest of the country will sit happily ignoring its own problems. Those were Nordic Socialist Extremists. You are lucky I am so good with my rifle. I should have seen the bomber though."