Talk:New Arcadian Republic/@comment-25373667-20150211024605/@comment-25373667-20150212013743

OOC: This Admiral's name will actually be Klosinuf, pronounced close enough. And he will also have a redneck accent.

Admiral Klosinuf of the AIN (Arcadian Imperial Navy) is sitting on the bridge of the AIN flagship AIN Louis III. He is grumbling to himself, as no one knows he is delusional and has a drinking problem.

Klosinuf: I see them there Cadian scum suckers ain't got nuff courage to fight. Speken which, I need me some liquid courage for I go get some fightin' done. Private, get me some beer!

Private, in disgust: Yes, sir.

The sailor runs and gets him a beer.

Klosinuf: Thank ee vury much.

Admiral Klosinuf hits the sailor upside the head with a club, killing him.

Officer: Sir, we have multiple radar contacts dead ahead. They're NAR ships.

Klosinuf, giggling: Alrightee then. Tell all our ships to get in close and use them uhhh, tarp thingies to kill em. Them missiles make too much noise.

Officer: Yes, sir.

The AIN ships increase speed to 125 knots, heading straight toward the NAR fleet.

Officer: Sir, we have missiles incoming!

Klosinuf: I told yins to... wait... nevur mind. Just blow em up or sumthin. I don't know. Private get me more beer!

Another sailor brings him more beer, and is also clubbed down.

Klosinuf: Fire them there anti missile thingies!

Officer: Yes, sir.

Dozens of anti missile defenses roar to life, however, they only manage to shoot down 254 missiles. The rest of the missiles slam into various ships of the fleet, causing massive damage. 19 frigates, 8 destroyers, 4 cruisers, a carrier, and a battlecruiser are sunk. Many more ships are damaged, including a sobering hit to the Louis III' s bridge, which sobers up old Klosinuf pretty quick.

Klosinuf: Damn scummies! Fire whatever missiles are left! Launch all planses! Prepare to far them there big guns! Get me more beer!

Soldiers bustle around the bridge, preparing missile codes, cleaning damage, giving out orders, and getting Klosinuf more beer. A few ships still have missiles left, and open fire. With both sides guns loaded, and their fleets almost in gunnery range, it's almost time for a showdown. Klosinuf has no idea about the flanking force Arkillon sent out.