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_____________________________ Broadcasting for all the nations of Anteria _____________________________
The Republic of 
Anatea is ready to trade cause it needs copper and steel trading at the moment. Also Anatea is ready to sell 15 B-52 bombers (14.43 million ₳ for each unit),and produce Su-33s (55 million ₳ for each unit) and F-15MTDs (40 million ₳ for each unit) on request.
Almost every nation on the regional map is allowed to trade with Anatea,except for Dictatorship governments.
If you want to trade just submit your offer to me via Telegram or Discord.
The sky had beautiful, colourful clouds. Wind gently blew across the light green grass in the backyards of Jonderbina. The large, ancient church rang as 10 AM struck, ''What'd you want for breakfast?'' politely asked the maid. ''Toast with some butter, thanks!'' said the wealthy man as he smiled, his name was Jack. The maid, who is named Jessica, had put some fresh bread into a silver toaster as Jack requested. His next-door neighbour greeted him, ''Good Morning,'' exclaimed the blonde woman, ''how's it going?'' continued the neighbour.
Jack entered his bathroom to shave his beard, it didn't need to be shaved but he did it as usual. Today he was going to get promoted, COO, he thought. His job was quite rare, he was happy to even get hired. He started up his white car. It had an awful smell coming from the interior, Jack is always fine with it. He simply rolls down the windows, he sees it as efficient, some people don't. Jack used to be a school President, it's his dream to become a politician.
Once he arrived at work, he was fired. ''How? I'm the best thing that happened to this company, you can't fire me.'' Nobody was expecting that the best employee got fired.
Adal Tyriik sat at his station, eating a piece of bread fresh from back home. It had been over a week since they had captured the Ziirmis's land in which he was now sitting. The tower he was sitting in was the highest one in the Manor constructed on the small fief, and from it he and his partner, who was currently sleeping, could see all over. Over the past week, a couple small skirmishing units had come to harass them but had been easily scared away at the sound of the 13.2mm anti-material rifle Adal had in his lap at the moment. So far, nobody had been killed since the initial assault. Adal, however, knew this would change at some point. The Ziirmis they had captured had already been sent back to the residence of the zas Zanislists for interrogation, and he had told the Jaatlist zas Zanislist tales of how the Jaatlist zas Zuudabit had been preparing his levy forces for war when they had invaded the farm-fief of his. Adal, however, was not concerned, as intelligence reports that had come in around November of last year had informed them their armored forces were ill-equipped for war. Suddenly, he was snapped out of his thoughts by an odd rumbling sound. Mounting his rifle on his shoulder, he peeked out the window to see what the ruckus was. After around a minute of waiting, he began to look away, only to turn back at the sounds of crashing trees. Abruptly, several armored vehicles bearing the Zuudabit coat of arms poured out of the forest directly to the east of the manor, along with several trucks packed with infantry. Readying his rifle, he saw that the vehicles were of a tank destroyer design, all of them mounting old 75mm field guns. As he noticed one of them aiming at the tower, he jumped back just in time as it fired a high-explosive round, obliterating the side where he had just been. Realizing that his comrade had been there as well, he looked around, and seeing his friend's limbs strewn about the remains of the tower, had to contain the urge to vomit. Pulling down his combat visor and readying his rifle, he fired a single incendiary round into where he suspected the vehicle's ammunition may have been. His hunch proving itself right, the tank went up in flames. He loaded another round into his rifle, knowing that he may not live to see another day after this battle.
The cethicalistic order, The federated arstotzkan states, Gran Junta Nacional de Sacrofnia, Axmanie, and 1 otherPaslin island
Markus Eisenhower walked around in the massive halls of the rocket assembly area. As head engineer, he had to decide and choose what to build and what to design in order to create a proper reusable rocket. It would need to be safe and able to land in many places, all while having enough thrust, fuel, and more to escape the gravity of Earth.
Markus thought that this task was impossible. No one had ever done such a thing before. He believed himself that any trial attempts would just lead to destruction and fire. But, he went along with it, hiring the new and professional engineers all around Paslin, and bringing them together to create this new rocket. This he had done with the goal of fostering some new ideas that would greatly assist them all in building such a new type of rocket. He had no worry for the budget; the program had finally got a budget boost after all these years, and he knew that soon, when the United Space Program was up, he would have even more money to play with.
Markus, however, stuck as tightly as possible to a smaller budget, knowing that the cheaper cost would be what nations would want in the end. So, he challenged his engineers with a task; find a way to construct something as cheap as possible, but will still function great. With this challenge, many new ideas had come up; using air stabilizers that could be refueled, detachable fuel tanks, and more. Progress in brainstorming was going well, and already they had started to experiment with some new ideas. Markus himself was going to see one now.
He was woken up from his thoughts by a loud bang, and quickly looked over to where it had come from. A couple of amateur engineers had accidentally spilled a toolbox over, and were scrambling to pick up the tools. Markus sighed, and told them to be more careful next time. The engineers apologized, and returned to working.
State TV I’m Aanvar Fierce
Today the Supreme Ruler has announced its intent on declaring the intent to cutting off all ties against the Tyrannical Empire of Aselious. The Vermin’s who call themselves Aselions are considered the prime enemy of our lands. The government has ordered 20 rockets to be activated against Aselious. The Prime Minister has also ordered the military of some 500,000 soldiers to the borders.
For the Supreme Ruler
Ninalsian News Network
Today Ninals has noted the country by the name of "Derfoli" and has noticed their move on moving 500,000 troops to Aselious border and the President of Ninals has stated "If Derfoli attacks Aselious, Aselious has Ninals full support and will mobilize immediately"
This is Ninalsian News and that's it for now..
Deragelios News
I’m Fredrick Olsonis
Today the Emperor announced in a speech directed to the Dictatorship of Derfoli. To the Derfoli you have made a serious threat to the government of Aselious the Emperor has deeemed these threats are irrelevant and in all honesty view your intent futile. The Empire of Aselious is a larger nation and more powerful nation. It is highly recommended you reconsider this decision. The Emperor will be sending the Imperial Navy to blockade you if further action is taken along with that the Airforce and Air defence systems are prepared to defend and lead a counter attack
Paslin National News
I'm Paslin, and today I would like to ask Derfoli; did you follow the rules of war?
If your answer was no, YOU ARE CORRECT!
In our region, you must need a good reason as to WHY you are going to war, and also a buildup of tension (i.e. people calling for war, attacks on civlians of the enemy nation, military presence, etc.) 
Neuewland can show you where to find that.
Plus, I don't think you should go to war with Aselious. About 50 different nations in Anteria are part of a military alliance named the Anterian alliance defence organization. Its mutual defense, so if one member is attacked, everyone else jumps in. I'm one of them myself, so I don't think you should try to even make a military move. Our armies combined are definitely much bigger than your 500,000 army.
Also also, you on the map? How big are you in land size? And why is your army so big? What's your air force and armor size, and the budget for your military?
Anyways, yeah. Have a good day!
Read the Rules of War, bud. You can't just attack people out of the blue like that.
-Anything which is stated to be OOC (out-of-character), or anything taking place in a website other than NationStates (Discord, IIwiki, etc)
-Individual roleplay not affecting another player
-You were bored
2. Wars cannot be declared out of the blue; Both nations must agree to it prior to the war being declared, as well as three roleplay post minimum of buildup* by both of the parties involved occurring before the declaration of war (an exception being to if this war was provoked by one of the parties involved; in this case, a war can be declared out of the blue, per the concordat)
3. A war map must be submitted by all nations involved before combat must begin; A war map includes terrain, major cities, roads/highways, and fortifications; this map can be changed during the course of the war, but must be shown to all parties before it is official
4. The strength of all parties involved must be decided on before combat can begin during a conflict
5. Similarly, the outcome of a conflict must be decided beforehand. A hard-set script is not required, but the nations must have an agreement on the ending in order to prevent argument during the war.
6. The usage of Nuclear weapons MUST be approved by the RP Counselors or RP Director, any and all attempts without approval will be declared null and void
7. Countries participating in a conflict should not create a situation that directly affects another non-participant country without that country’s consent (such as roleplaying a refugees stationed on that country’s border, giving that country a de facto ultimatum to either let them in or let them get slaughtered despite not consenting to the said situation).
8. To prevent absurdly unprepared and unrealistic conflict, new coming countries should not start a new war (be it internal/civil or external), or get directly involved in an already existing war, in the span of the first 28 days of their presence in the region, unless explicitly approved by all participants of the war and RP directors.
9. A nation’s government must be determined before any sort of conflict buildup will be recognized by the Directorate and RP Council. This most notably includes a nation’s leader(s), basic political structure, basic government functions, and other such non-negotiable parts of a state.
10. These rules will be enforced by the Directorate at their discretion, and shall have the ability to encourage nations to follow the rules set forth in this document, and possibly force a retconning of the war or other consequence if the parties involved still refuse to abide by these rules
*Buildup is defined as "a roleplay post alluding to a declaration of war"
Credit goes to: Vultesia, Zhousheng, New Sebronia, Kiyortza
Dulando, Neuewland, Agarntrop, and Axmanie
NEW RP, NOT INCLUDING JACK
Luke and his friend, Daniel, walked to the park. The immense trees loomed over them, leafs slowly fell down the trees. ''First one there gets to go on the swing!'' exclaimed Daniel as he started sprinting. Luke didn't even have a chance to win as he was substantially slower. There was two swings but people only say ''swing'', there's a creaky, rusty one and a recently constructed one. Some children would sneak out at night just go on the finer swing, most didn't as there was an abandoned house, about a century ago it was a house inhabited by wealthy people, it was made out of imported marble and silver. It was quite large, too. Nowadays, it was surrounded by weeds. It even has poles around the house, if it didn't have the poles it probably couldn't stay in place. No one dared to go there. The house was named after the owners, Martinez House. Long ago, the Martinez family had owned the whole park. Nobody knows what happened to the Martinez, some rumours say they just died.
Daniel won the race, Luke wanted revenge so he tried persuading Daniel to go to the Martinez house. ''I don't feel good, it's getting late.'' whispered Daniel as they were walking along the path. Luke jumped over the tree that had fell. ''Trust me it's fine, don't be a scaredy-cat.'' replied Luke as he grinned, he took out a chocolate bar that he had stashed in his right pocket. ''You want some?'' asked Luke. Daniel nodded as if he said no. They both glanced at the ancient sign that read ''MARTINE HOU'', some letters were missing. Not only the sign was vandalised but the whole house was, graffiti artists often visited the ''horror-house''. Luke opened the creaky, wooden door. The interior had a terrible odour but they continued to enter. ''You see, it's not scary.'' said Luke as he was still grinning at Daniel.
Astuan Navy Office of Communications
Official Communique, March 10th 2019
It is with deep regret that the Astuan Navy has to announce the recovery of the wreckage of Patrol Boat 67. As many are aware several weeks back the Patrol Boat was conducting training manuevers on Lake Gattaran when a storm system moved over the lake. Radio and radar contact was lost and search parties went out to find survivors. After several days of searching and no clue to what may have occured, a farmer on the southern shore of the lake stumbled across a life vest and piece of the boat which had washed onto the shore. After notifying authorities the Navy narrowed the search to the area where the pieces had washed up. And sadly the rest of the wreckage was found along with the bodies of the 7 sailors who had been on it. For purposes of privacy the names of the sailors will not be published and their families will be notified immediately. Our condolences go out to the families and friends of those that lost, and to honor their sacrifice in serving their country knowing the dangers involved in their choice of career; the Astuan Navy will be awarding them posthumously the Red Iron Cross 1st Grade and a promotion to the next rank entitled. The families will be provided with the pension of that rank and any support services they may need as provided through our Veterans Ministry.
Admiral Leon Haster, Chief of Operations, Astuan Navy
Pirates in These Waters
It's a good day in the seas. The sun is shining bright, giving a warm feel. The waves are splashing gently at the ships.
"G'day, Cap'n!" shouts a young boy who just got on the deck. His name is Christophe Toussaint, usually called Chris. He is a new recruit Edirnan Coast Guard.
"G'day to you too, Chris." someone replied. It is the captain. Captain Auguste Montgomery, a senior of the coast guard.
"Isn't it good being out here? It's warm and gentle here." he continues.
"Yes it is captain. But sometimes I do want some action" Chris replied the Captain with a smile on his face.
"Oh, you'll get some later Chris. I've fought off many threats in these waters. Soon enough you'll get a chance. But for now, just enjoy the sea. For me, the sea is home." the Captain replied with a smile on his face.
Chris then goes away and returned to his stations.
After some time passed, the Captain saw something, weird.
"What the f*** is that?" he shouted. Then he hears gun sounds. It's unclear because of the wind and the distance itself, but gun sounds. He looks closer and he saw a motorboat loaded with pirates. He quickly runs to the crew and grabs his megaphone.
"ATTENTION!!! We have some work to do. There are some pirates over on that ship. Hurry up and get ready."
Everybody scrambled taking their equipments. Chris was lost in the panic. After putting himself together, he ran as fast as he can and put on his equipments.
The gentle sea quickly became violent, although in reality, nothing changed at all. They quickly boarded smaller craft boats and went on their way to the ship under attack.
When they got there, they quickly boarded the ship to fight the pirates, which by the time already boarded the unguarded ship. Luckily, the lassengers are still safe inside a locked room.
"S***, they're here. Don't lose focus and shoot 'em pirates!" the Captain shouted when they have boarded the ship.
The group advances and engaged in a gunfight. They took cover on the cargo of the ship. Chris was scared out of his mind, but he fought valiantly.
As they advanced, the pirates retreated. It looks like they will surrender by now. Then, they successfully break in the room. The passengers are not safe anymore.
"No they got in!" Chris shouted. Before Chris even finished his words, Captain Auguste rushed to that room. The rest of the group followed him into the room.
When the Captain got in, the passengers are already held hostage by the pirates. Seeing the Captain, one of them instantly shoots one of the passengers. The Captain, with his fast reflexes, pushed the passenger away and got hit by the bullet.
Now the rest of the soldiers have gotten in the room. Realizing they are outnumbered, the pirates surrender and drop their weapons.
Chris, looking at Captain Auguste in pain, quickly ran to him.
"Captain!" he shouted.
"No no I'm fine." the Captain replied still in pain. "This is the action that you will see during your time as a coastguard. Don't let this incident sorrow you. Remember, you are now an Edirnan Coastguard, always be brave."
And so the ship is finally ready to go and the captain is brought back to the ship. There he is treated by the medic well. Chris was now a real soldier, he doesn't search for action. He searches for honor now.
When the day ends, the small boat docks in the harbour. Everyone comes back to their homes. Chris can't sleep that night. From that day on, he serves as a dutiful soldier.
---END---
State News 09 March 2019
Today the Derfoli prime minister will like to announce the Supreme Leaders new parade around the city.
Breaking News
Several insurgents have been arrested as thousands protested claiming that Impedían people living in Derfoli lands have declared the Supreme Leader a tyrant and vow to do what ever they must to overthrow the current government. A rumor has it that Aselion-Impedíans are involved with this incident. Though Derfoli Milita have dispersed the riots, several insurgents have crossed the border into Aselious.
The Supreme Leader declared the Empire of Aselious, a tyrant state as they basically are harboring rebels
Junterland News
Hello mein Beobachter! I'm your host, Hans, and this is Junterland News. The President shows concern over the irrational actions by Derfoli's dictator, especially with the threat of war to the Republic's best ally, Aselious. As a response, Congress has voted on a full Embargo on Derfoli and is sending the aircraft carrier Eberhard von Atracia and its support fleet to the Aselious Blockade of the nation. In other news, The West Hansburg Dockyard Co. just received a contract from the government for building a second Eberhard von Atracia class aircraft carrier, which will be named Wolfhard von Hansburg, and it is expect the carrier will be done in seven years.
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