King Kevz

"I think you have slightly misunderstood my point. I know the world isn't one of peace and love but that doesn't mean I believe in might is right. If I chose to believe that then I could simply walk into a store and gun down the owner and take what I wanted. Sure I would be hunted for it but they would only win if they have more might than me but regardless you still have one person lying dead who only wanted to live a peaceful life. Unless of course you feel that we should be blood thirsty killers looking out only for ourselves?" -Black Raven Mercenaries. "Define absolutely necessary" -Black Raven Mercenaries.

"I see. As a mercenary I should be overjoyed at that comment and yet I can't seem to be anything but disgusted at it instead. Regardless thank you for clearing p this matter for us. You have my thanks." -Black Raven Mercenaries

"You still follow the same basic principle, whether you realise it or not. You have clearly shown that you have decided that you will interfere with Annihilation depending on what they do, you are acting like their parent deciding what they can or can not do. Annihilation is a different nation to the Australian Queendom and so should be able to do as they wish. What gives you the right to tell them otherwise?" -Black Raven Mercenaries.

"And so the Queendom of Australia becomes the Australian version of Tahoe, of which Promised Land seemed to always be against. We lead such interesting times it seems". -Black Raven Mercenaries.

The factory was now fully built and orders were made to different companies around the world for raw materials from which weapons would be produced. The next building on the list to be constructed was an Intelligence Agency building where dedicated Intelligence trained mercenaries would work to produce dossier's on current conflicts and important persons. It was expected to take between one to two days to build. Meanwhile an order wa splaced over in Australia for a few thousand computers as well as a payment for an internet provider.

OOC: A small hint when talking abotu something not IC use tags for it. For example in your above statement place OOC: before it. This way we will know if its you as a player talking or as your IC nation.

OOC: *sigh* Very well I claim the island of Maiao to the east of French Polynesia. I believe it is unclaimed as it doesn't appear on the world map. Happy now Drake.

OOC: A made up artificial island unfortunaly I don't have the IC resources or technology to build one.

OOC: I had to make it up as I didn't want to steal anyone's pixels. So yeah it isn't a real one from Earth.

OOC: Sargun You know I wouldn't do that. I just desire a small island for just over ten thousand people to live and function from. In fact my whole nation will be the size of one single city. Can't I just have this one tiny little island to RP from?

OOC: Heh its a tiny little island that I guess wouldn't appear on the map. Its not on the map but I need somewhere to RP and I am not going to some stupid ice territory at the bottom of the world somehwere.

The mercenaries who had been denied existance of Australian soil were angered at the response but decided to keep their anger in check for now and wait or the right time to let it be known not to mess with them. So after a quick embarkation onto waiting transport ships which had been taken by quickly and silently killing their captains, the mercenaries left with all the supplies they could take and all for free thanks to Subtleknifewielder. The ships now crewed by the mercenaries made their way out of the Australian docks loaded down with supplies and building materials. The ships sailed in convoy for three days until they reached a small island located due east of Australia and New Zealand. The island itself was not very populated managing roughly five hundred inhabitants at the most and they lived in one small but modern town. It was perfect and on an early morning as the first fishermen started to head for their boats they came onto the sight of a number of transport ships docked in their port as well as the sight of unloading military men and equipment. The men stood staring at this strange spectacle and so they never stood a chance as the mercenaries opened fire on them. This wasn't an attempt to work with the locals instead they were being replaced. The automatic weapons fire slaughtered many of the fishermen and others who came to see what was happening. However, as soon as the majority of the survivors had fled the mercs moved into the home's of the locals and cut all their inhabitants down except for the very young, they were instead taken alive ready to be processed and turned into the next generation of soldiers. A small amount of locals made it out into the countryside and the mercenaries were forced to send out armoured patrols to deal with these escapees. Luckily the speed of the armoured strykers meant all of the escaping towns people were found and killed and the island was now in their possession. The first thing that was put in place was a good patrol system in case somehow some other nation found out about this event. Next the supplies were moved off of the boats and onto dry land before being sent to a nearby set of warehouses for storage. A number of residential buildings with wide open back yards were turned into barracks and shooting ranges for the soldiers whilst the town's only police station was turned into the command headquarters. With the town secure the mercenary commanders pooled their minds together on what next to produce, build or convert. After a lengthy discussion plans were put in place for a half completed factory to be fully built but modified so it could produce basic infantry weapons and ammunition. Those mercenaries who had construction experience prior to their military service were put in charge of the construction and it was expected that the factory would be finished in a single day.

Mr Black sighed and shook his head before turning his gaze on Anthony stood to the Queen's side which said without words "So this is how you treat your past allies". "I see your highness that is unfortunate but I am sure we can survive. We shall remove ourselves as soon a spossible from your territory as I am sure you don't want ten thousand armed men on your land" and with the Mr Black and his group turned and left as quickly as they had come.

"Greetings your majesty, my name is John Black and I am here to represent the now ex-members of the Helzan military currently located within your territory. After a short but important discussion we have decided to rely on ourselves and become a mercenary compnay and organisation. We had hoped to do so in Promised Land as they knew we were reliable however, your movements have that impossible. That is why I ask for your permission for us to set up a location within your land to build our own city"

A small section of armed soldiers arrived at the coronation of the new Australian Queen, they carried their weapons with pride and ignored the glances they recieved from civilians nearby. The wore the uniforms of the now defunct nation of Helzan and it wouldn't be quite clear if they still followed their orders or had gone rogue. Regardless they made their way inside stopping first to allow the guards of the building to check that their weapon safties were on and that they were unloaded. Once done with the simple procedure the small group made their way inside and without even thinking og the other guests and attendents they made their way across the floor to the Queen. Coming to a stop a few short steps of the Queen and the Grand Duke. "Firstly allow me to congratulate you your highness on you successful coronation. Now with pleasntries aside I have a matter I need to discuss with both yourself and the Grand Duke" spoke the leader of the group, he was well into his forties but that didn't seem to have any detrimental effect on his health or fitness and he stood with the expression that he wouldn't be declined and was just waiting for permission to speak.

Unless they have a uplink to an orbital strike muhahaha

Ah that makes more sense now.

"How long is it predicted until another revolution, terrorist group or upset civilian force decide to stage a take over?"

Valerie was speechless and wasn't able to do anything or say anything. She just sat there staring at Westly trying to get the words he had said to filter through her mind and then in a snap she threw herself into Westly wrapping her arms around him in an embrace. "Thats wonderful my dear, its like a miracle" she said with tears flowing down her cheeks and a wide and joyful smile on her face.

Her first day at work with PLPD had been quite busy, she had been given some basic training and impressed some of the other officers when she showed how good she was with a handgun. She didn't let them know the truth and just told them she shot as a hobby. After her training she was thrust straight into the action with directing a few squad cars in pursuit of a suspected stolen vehicle and other than making one slight erropr on the board she successfully directed the vehicles in their pursuit and they managed to stop the culprits. After that she had to direct a few more cars to some minor incidents and then was allowed to clock off early as her superiors were impressed with her abilities. Thanking them for their words she left the station and headed for home. A short drive later and she pulled up outside the house noticing that Westly's car was already there and that he was home. Stopping the car she locked it and turned on its alarm before almost running up to the front door and flinging it open. She hurridly walked in and was about to tell Westly all about her day when she spotted him sitting down staring out the window. Worried she walked across and pulled up a chair next to him. The news must have been bad she could already feel tears slipping from her eyes as she thought of what the consequences could be. "Westly was it bad news?" asked Valerie taking his hands in hers.

"Thats good you know how much I worry about you and your health, what with your condition and your job but your as stubborn as I am" replied Valerie with a laugh. Resse hearing her mother laugh started to as well though she probally didn't know what it was about. This of course distracted Valerie who started cooing over her little angel and the conversation was ended for a short while.

OOC: Cool look forward to seeing more of them. Though whats with all the god like intervention happening on poor god. Its almost turning into a ring side match with humans as the pawns of the gods. Either way its all turning out to be a good read and fun to boot.

Shifting little Reese from one leg to the other, not that she seemed to notice, Valerie looked up from her daughter over towards Westly and Jonas. "Unfortunaly no. I havn't spent much time outside with the neighbours apart from when I was shopping or practising my skills with my gun. I still can't believe I let myself get rusty" she said shaking her head annoyed at herself. "Anyway enough of that, you told me you were going to see the doctor at some point for a check up on your health. Have you done that yet or am I going to have to drag you down there by your cute but stubborn backside?" asked Valerie playfully.

Ghost In A Shell can be wiped from the map or given back to viniland as a protected region.

"A dispatcher huh? Yeah I could do that, let them know at the station I can come in for an interview anytime they want. At least the jobs on the safer side" Valerie replied, having lived with Westly long enough to note the slight falter in the smile of his "Don't worry handsome I know you want to keep me safe. Its actually quite cute. Don't you agree Resse" she said turning to smile at the baby nestled in her arms who giggled slightly as she wiggled about. "Darling why don't you bring Jonas with you into the front room and we can talk about this sitting down, after all we will probally need to hire a babysitter" said Valerie seriously but with a smile on her face as she walked past Westly into the front room and sat down, moving Resse from her arms to lap before turning on the TV and switching the channel to the kids channels. Thomas the Tank Engine was on and Resse turned her full attention onto the television screen as this was one of her favourite programs.