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  1. I don't think I like what the OP may or may not be doing. :huh:

    I know he won't do any sort of rude defacement, because the NpO is lead by mature leaders like Electron Sponge who recognize the symbol of the American minuteman embedded within.

  2. Thud!

    The blasted city continually thundered from the ceaseless impacts of hundreds of artillery rounds. The once heavily populated population center was now deserted, an urban wasteland bordering the long majestic shoreline of the Confederate Kingdom. The Nanakuli Sovereignty was one of the last bastions of resistance, and for days had been under heavy bombardment.

    The arrogance of the Pampas dictator knew no bounds, his greedy iron fingers crawled across the fair lands, ravaging and burning as they advanced without halt. But those fingers felt pain at last as it was turned away from Nanakuli city. The iron mind halted for a while, displeased at this setback... the commanding general got his punishment... a new officer was promoted, and he knew not to make the same mistake.

    The mighty military machine of Pampas settled in for a long siege, and in an astounding display of logistics and industrial ingenuity, the besiegers poured artillery salvos and carpet bombing runs onto the city, leaving little but skeletal structures and rubble on the surface.

    However, down below was a different story... despite the chemical attacks and thundering shells, the bunkers had held... hundreds of bunkers, holding as little as a squad, or as much as a company... trenches were erected, minefields and miles of barbed wire fences accomplished-- a remarkeable defensive feat under such circumstances.

    Down below, Generals Francis Kanahele and Bob Akama viewed situation maps, trying to get a handle on the situation. Francis was, unlike his younger brother Jonah, a portly man, quite cheerful looking, although obviously worn out by the war. Bob was quite the opposite: tall and muscular, sporting a booming voice and round dark spectacles he never removed... even in this darkness.

    "Will somebody get another lightbulb in here, I can't see a damned thing!" Some poor orderly ran off after a quick salute, only to trip as a shell exploded over their bunker. The hanging lightbulb swung above them and flickered, drawing more curses from the brass-buttoned general. Francis shook his head and pointed back at the plans, using a flashlight he had clipped on his belt.

    "They can't get through with reinforcements," Francis quietly said, pointing at the northern end of the map. "Waianae itself has issues of it's own to deal with, any attempt to cross the flats in between is suicidal." Bob glanced angrily back, but held his tongue, Francis was right after all.

    "According to reports they're gonna launch an invasion from the sea this time around." Bob looked up and light a cigarrette at this. "That's insane! The beach is so heavily mined and wired they will never get across in one piece." Francis coughed at the smoke, but replied "They are so numerous, we could kill ten of their soldiers for one of ours yet rue the exchange." Bob grunted and put the cigarrete out as the scrawny orderly ran in and replaced the bulb.

    Francis forged ahead, pointing out the situation in the glow of the 40 watt bulb. Bob nodded at each point, until finally he shrugged and had to admit the obvious. "They're attacking tonight, our partisans have thank Junka done that much to them... another couple days of this pounding and there would be no city left to defend."

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    The day slowly wore on, with shell after shell landing across the city, but the defenders began to notice, or thought they noticed, a reduction in the quaking and thuds. The partisans and guerillas have struck injury to the Pampas machine, it seemed, too many roads and bridges destroyed. They had many munitions left, of course, but these had to be spared for Waianae, a siege that would make the bombardment of Nanakuli look like light tradewinds showers.

    Other doubts clouded the dark mind of Pampas... a Hawaii Trade Federation fleet somewhere out in the ocean could not be found, The Lord Wraith, his greatest enemy, had not yet made an appearance, little things gnawed at his mind, unrelenting. These guerrilla scum had force his hand too soon, he would have to invade Nanakuli before preparations were complete...

    Slowly night rolled over the city, and the artillery slowed in intensity, until with a final crescendo a huge roll of artillery shells pounded the city.... then silence.

    The moon shone overhead as the defenders hastened to collect weapons and head for the surface, towards the beach...

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    When Jonah Kanahele heard the artillery pick up suddenly, he knew the siege was near an end. He already had his armor equiped and ready, he sounded the klaxons and grabbed his sword and other weapons. Inside the bunker, alarms sounded as men ran about, gearing up. Within a moment the artillery barrage ceased, and Jonah ran up the stairs to the surface, opened the heavy guage doors, and ran outside.

    He grimaced when he saw the destruction the city suffered, no structure was left above three or four stories high, and many were little more than piles of rubble. Putting that sad sight aside, he turned around and motioned for his men to hurry. "Go, go, gear up and move out!"

    About a hundred men total shuffled out of his bunker, one of the city's larger contingents. They ran down to the buildings fronting the shoreline, rapidly setting up defensive positions. Jonah ran into several small groups as the milled about looking for places, unfortunately he did not see his brother Francis along the way... not really a surprise, since his bunker were over a mile down the shorefront. Jonah picked a spot behind a ruined building, right at the front of the lines, and drew his sword, waiting.

    As he peered into the poorly moonlight gloom and smoke, he saw countless landing craft silently floating ashore. He made a quick nod to his subordinates, and the men nervously prepared their weapons for the coming assault. Within a minutes time boats clanged ashore onto the beach, and the hinged front fell down to reveal thousands of troops running ashore... No, the mines were destroyed!

    Jonah gave the signal to wait, the enemy was surprised at the lack of resistance... they halted, and then surged forward in chaos, past him and the others and towards the rear defense. Jonah masked his breathing as best he could as the masked enemy ran past carelessly... then the moment came!

    He leapt out with a vengeance and impaled an incoming soldier upon the point of his sword; his men began to open fire with their rifles and machine guns... thousands of the enemy fell within seconds, and the forward machine gunners simultaneously opened up upon those on the beach, instilling confusion and massive death amongst the Pampan forces. Jonah wielded his sword expertly, hacking down several Pampans and saving the life of one of his men being jumped on and wildly stabbed by a Pampan.

    But the victory was only brief, the enemy surged forward nonplussed as Jonah and his men were forced to fight their very hardest to prevent a breach and to kill the enemy.

    To be continued

  3. just count the nations above 2999 infra and multiply them by 15

    thats our maximal aid output within 10 days

    thats already more than 1 billion only with grämlins... imagine what the whole block could do :wub:

    Ah yes we are awesome.

    But I only have 3999 infra... I feel so insignificant. :unsure:

  4. reading what worthless peoples are posting is pointless. Just get out now and save us the time of seeing your posts every now and then.

    Pwnd!

    Seriously though, what is the point of coming in here and trolling?

  5. Citadel! Citadel, From the Gramlins to the Confederacy!

    West Wind blows there; the light upon the Silver Tree

    Fell like bright rain in gardens of the Kings of old.

    O proud walls! White towers! O starlight bay and trees of gold!

    O Citadel, Citadel! There shall Men behold the Silver Tree,

    And the West Wind blows from the Gramlins to the Confederacy!

  6. The Kingdom of Neo Waianae celebrates this anouncement, and the Lord Wraith has declared a holiday in which free beer and pizza shall be given to visitors from all pact members... all from the King's personal investment funds.

  7. They have lived in constant war for 3 months, why would they leave now when they have peace? Seriously some people just don't understand what it is to be a member of an alliance and sticking with it.

    Well said.

    o/ FAN

    o/ NPO

    Both sides conducted themselves with honor and respect during the war, and FAN held out against impossible odds. Glad to see peace again.

  8. can you give me a example because you see im a visiul person and i don't quite understand. i can make the video to beat if i understand.

    Sure. Ever see those propaganda videos on youtube? I'll post a few of my favorites.

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    -Good hell march example

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    -I like the way the music is done a whole lot in this one.

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    -This is a nice parade.

    http://youtube.com/watch?v=mScwrQLOkL0

    -Now this is awesome.

    Mmm, i might give it a go and see what i can come up with. I gather by your music listing's to dont want actual music with singing, just some tunes?

    Yeah, I'd rather not have pop, unless you can make it work.

    Note I am not a communist, so despite me featuring communist examples remember I am a capitalist minarchist bordering on anarchocapitalist. My nation is a federalist-minarchist-Monarchy, and as I suggested check out my roleplay.

  9. Late last month I posted a thread offering 9 million dollars in the old forums. Many of you, perhaps, were wondering what the status of this contest was. The contest is still ongoing.

    I am offering 9 million dollars (three three-million dollar packages) to the maker of the best video.

    Rules:

    • *You (and your alliance) must not be at war to win the prize.
      *If you or your alliance are at war, I will not send the prize money until the war is over.
      *Video should include/primarily consist of motion video
      *Video should be at least a minute long, but not required.
      *Music is highly recommended. Sound effects are a plus if used well.
      *Video must concern Neo Waianae, King Junkalunka and (optional) the FCC.
      *Other specific alliances or players must not be put in a derogatory light.
      *Winner's video must be publicized.
      *Before the contest, you are free to decide whether or not you want your video to be secret.

    The video can take several forms, including:

    • *Nationalistic, with epic music, posters, marches, technology, etc.
      *Historical.
      *Militaristic, praising the exploits and military itself, and their leaders.
      *Ideological, praising capitalism, revolution, and the superiority of the Kingdom.

    Or a combination of these.

    Music choice:

    Music is up to you, but would preferably generally fall into three categories:

    • *Orchestral (examples: Red Army Orchestra, Philharmonic societies)
      *Soundtrack (examples: Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Command and Conquer, generic)
      *Parade (Example: Chinese Military Philharmonic society)

    Some musical ideas:

    Hell March- Frank Klepacki

    The Imperial March- John Williams

    The droid invasion- John Williams

    Jian Yu Jin Xing Qu- China Military Philharmonic Society

    Pao Bing Jin Xing Qu- China Military Philharmonic Society

    Soviet National Anthem- The Red Army Choir

    Remember to match the tone of the music with the emotions and imagery you are trying to convey.

    Resource Material

    I highly recommend you take a look at my role play, it will give you lot's of information to work with:

    http://z10.invisionfree.com/FCC/index.php?showforum=131

    Some old Fifth Column Confederation propaganda:

    http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v377/mso...C-Vigilence.jpg

    http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v377/mso...C-Frontiers.jpg

    http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v377/mso...C-SicSempre.jpg

    http://img371.imageshack.us/img371/8086/li...dfreedom2uo.jpg

    http://img79.imageshack.us/img79/4878/fccm...ryprop011oo.jpg

    http://img278.imageshack.us/img278/1259/fc...ryprop049by.jpg

    http://img262.imageshack.us/img262/2347/jo...outhpark6fa.jpg

    http://img105.imageshack.us/img105/9706/fccensored01fr0.jpg

    You can include these if you want to, and if they add to the value of the video. Brownie points if you actually make a poster or two for the video praising Neo Waianae.

    Any questions? PM or post.

    I'm extending the deadline to Sept 20th due to school and stuff, but if there are multiple candidates not ready by then I may extend it further.

    Mahalo!

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