Germanian International Dinner party (open discussion)

[The Germanian states]

Germania has invited all national leaders on NS to come over to Germania for a dinner party in Florencia, a private estate in Southern Germania. It has a ballroom and of course PASTA the Germanian favourite food.

The dinner table has 250 seats.

[The Germanian states]

Hmm nobody is coming... The pasta is getting cold.

[NeuPolska]

Florencia, Germania

A black Mercedes-Benz sedan drove down a road just outside the private estate. King Dominik I, King of Poland and its holdings, sat in the back together with his wife and Queen, Weronika I. Two royal guards, both drawn from the Szlachta, the nobility, sat in the front. Both were dressed in fine clothes, with subtle colorings where applicable that marked them as Poles. In the back of the car, the Queen brushed a stray blonde strand of hair from her face before turning to look at Dominik I, glancing briefly out the front window before she spoke softly in Polish, the words rolling sweetly off her tongue, "How much longer?"

Dominik I glanced out his window briefly, looking at the surroundings, "should only be a few more minutes, kochanie. I'm sure they're expecting us there soon," he turned back to her, a smile forming on his lips, "I heard they were going to have pasta for the guests."

Weronika smiled, "it's been a while since I've had pasta."

"Well, nothing like going out of the country for a nice meal," he said, glancing out the front window before allowing Weronika to rest her head against him as he put an arm around her, "I'm sure everything's fine back home. I left my uncle in charge, he can take care of the basics as long as my..." he put a semi-sarcastic emphasis on the next few words, "ever faithful second-in-command can help out."

Weronika gave a light laugh, "Czesław knows how to run things, he'll help your uncle out, if he's not out adventuring again."

Dominik I lightly chuckled before noticing the grand entrance to the estate.

"We've arrived, my liege," the driver of the car told his King as they began to pull in.

"Fantastic. Nice looking place, too," Dominik replied in an optimistic tone, beginning to ready himself to greet the Germanian leadership, along with any guests from the other nations across the lands and seas.

[Trevor Phillip Enterprises]

*Phone call from Trevor Phillips Enterprises*

"Hello, is this Papa John's pizza place?"

[The Germanian states]

(Germanians sell imported Pasta as we do not actually know how to make any)

A Germanian guard tells the King and Queen to go that way as he points towards a door with the word Ballroom on it.

On the way there the guests see statues of Pasta proving Germanian LOVE Pasta

The Chancellor has re-microwaved Lasagna ready for the guests.

The chancellor tells his advisor that he has a white flag in his right hand in case things go wrong and he also has Spaghetti launchers(rocket launchers stuffed with spaghetti) just in case

[Trevor Phillip Enterprises]

*New phone call from Trevor Phillips Enterprises*

"HEY! WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER THAT LAST CALL!?!? AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YA! I'M COMING RIGHT OVER THERE TO TEACH YOU A LESSON!"

[NeuPolska]

The driver nods to the guard before taking the car to the front door, putting his foot gently on the brake pedal, "your majesties, I'll let you off right here, and I'll find a spot to park. Bolesław can be your escort inside," the driver explained, unlocking the doors of the car. The man riding shotgun nodded, "my King, did you take any weapons with you?"

"Just my axe. I figure you and your guns are enough," Dominik I replied, "besides, I'm sure there will be no trouble," he finished the sentence as he opened his door, stepping outside and helping Weronika out. Bolesław patiently waited for his rulers to start heading up to the door, making sure to leave them personal space but stay close enough to make sure they were safe. The driver, Jurand, had already driven off to find a space to park.

"Should we knock?" Weronika asked in a low voice as they approached the doors, a light breeze gently pushing some of her hair onto the King, who didn't mind at all, as his own long brown hair was feeling the effects of the breeze.

"Well, it's the proper way to come over at someone's estate, let's not make the rest of Poland look like uncivilized pigs," he said lightly, reaching out with a hand to knock on the door.

[The Germanian states]

"Yes come in!" Answered the chancellor.

My advisor tells me someone is coming over here to teach me a lesson.

[Trevor Phillip Enterprises]

Trevor Phillips slammed the phone back onto the wall and walked straight to the his hangar outside, where his own personal Cuban 800 crop duster waited for him in darkness. He entered the cockpit and started the engines, which forced the plane's propellers to sputter until they had the momentum to spin. He quickly prepared the plane for flight, ignoring the various red blinking lights on the dashboard. As he turned the vehicle from the hangar the plane then rolled down the runway until gently lifted itself into the air until it was already amongst the clouds.

"That fucker is either gonna give me my god damn pizza, or he is going to pay!" Trevor muttered to himself as he angrily as he tried to steer the plane away from the ground "Should have just went to the airport. Eh, fuck it, I must make a dramatic entrance so that guy knows I'm pissed off." After a few hours of desperately keeping the failing plane airborne he made it towards the private estate of Florencia. "Well, theres my cue." he thought to himself, as he removed his seatbelt and donned his parachute. He kicked down the airplane door and leaped into the air into the building down below. At this point Trevor was confused, this building looked nothing like a Papa John's pizza place that he has ever seen, however he stopped caring when he realised that his parachute has failed him. He kept tugging at the string but the chute won't open. He saw that the estate was situated next to a lake, so he tried to situate himself to land above the lake in an attempt to break his fall. He leaned over to the left to make his body fall in the desired path.

*SPLASH*

Trevor soon reemerged towards the lake's surface, gasping for air. He wasted no time swimming to the bank of the lake, he was not going home empty handed. The abandoned plane flew on as far as it can until it crashed somewhere at a near by forest. Once he reached land, he continued on to the entrance of the estate, finding a buzzer next to the gates. He held the button and waited for a response ...

[NeuPolska]

Dominik I reached out a hand with a smile, "pleasure to meet you, King Dominik I of Poland. This is my wife, Weronika," he gestured towards her, prompting her to give a polite hello before the King gestured towards Bolesław, who stood nearby, appearing to be unarmed though he kept a small submachine gun handy under his coat, "and this is my royal guard, I've got another making his way up here," Dominik then glanced back to the Chancellor, "what was that about someone coming here?"

[The Germanian states]

Well it all started wi-Buzzer rings-

"I'll get it." Says a Germanian high rank.

"yes??"

[Trevor Phillip Enterprises]

Well it all started wi-Buzzer rings-

"I'll get it." Says a Germanian high rank.

"yes??"

"I flew all the way from Blaine county just to say that this is the worst Papa Johns establishment ever, and I thought that they were bad back at Los Santos. Tell me, when are you gonna start giving me food already?"

[The Germanian states]

"I believe you are mistaken this is a Government estate not a Pizza selling store." The officer told him

[Trevor Phillip Enterprises]

"I don't care anymore! If you don't give me food, I will come in there and shove a torchlight down your throat! Don't think I'm kidding too, I actually have it right here. 10 inches of steel ... down the hole."

[The Germanian states]

"GUARDS GET HIM TO THE DETAINING ROOM FOR QUESTIONING" Shouted the officer as Guards approached the mysterious man.

[Trevor Phillip Enterprises]

The two burly guards that were sent to capture Trevor chased him around the various hedgerows and ornaments that decorate the garden at the front of the estate. Eventually they corner him and tackle him to the ground, and waste no time in escorting him inside the building. "Hey! I wanna speak to your manager, he owes me food!" Trevor said to one of the guards. They just continued into the building, walking past the Ballroom where Dominik and his wife were sitting. "Hey guys, what you two losers doing here ... nice tits by the way lady." The guard elbowed Trevor in the face and dragged him away from the scene.

[The Germanian states]

"Alright so how is the pasta?" asked Chancellor Krebs.

[New Polystralia]

President Hutama II wondered about his foggy past while looking out the window of his office , he saw his magnificent garden and a peculiar 13-meter bronze statue of his father. A knock on the door was heard then his wife, Alicia Hudson, came in.
'' Still wondering about your childhood?'' She asked with a curious face. ''Yes...'' He replied softly before staring back into the garden. Alicia sighed.
''Whatever your father did was heroic and courageous, he wanted whats right for you and his people.'' Alicia spoke to him, trying to console him.
Hutama II replied with a weak smile, ''I know very little of my memories yet I know a lot about my duty,'' Hutama II put on a serious face,'' He told me that the colony was unstable and that we all have to be evacuated, he died while trying to save his people's future.'' Alicia was getting worried and decided to change the topic.
''You know, there's an international gala dinner in Germania, we should go there for a change.'' Alicia told her husband but his face doesn't seem to care. He replied slowly,''I would not be sure if my questions will be answered there but if it pleases you, then I shall go.'' Hutama II will now be arriving in Germania in 5 hours in his presidential jet.

[The Germanian states]

Germanian estate

Pasta!!!!

[NeuPolska]

Weronika I glanced over at the King, "what was that all about?"

King Dominik I thought for a moment, "I don't know, but you do have pretty nice tits," he replied in a low voice so the other guests wouldn't hear him. Weronika struggled to hide a smile and lighly, almost playfully elbowed her husband's side. Dominik I gave a light, relatively quiet laugh before glancing around the room, "well, they definetely know how to decorate a place around here."

"Yeah, it looks nice," Weronika responded, glancing around.

"Oh, hey, pasta's here," the King informed his wife as the pasta was beginning to be laid out, "you know I hear these Germanians really love this stuff." Dominik took a bite, chewing it and then swallowing before glancing at the Chancellor, "this pasta is magnificent, worth coming for," he said with a smile before Weronika voiced her own opinion, "I love your pasta."

This prompted the King to quickly look over at her. Though he spoke it too quietly to be heard, his lips could have been read as "What's that supposed to mean?" The Queen smiled and whispered something back to him with a grin, prompting Dominik to grin and whisper something back to her, making her laugh and giggle before they both turned their attention back to the table.

[Fascist Empire of Great Britain]

A horse-drawn Carriage can be seen approaching the estate. Around each side of the carriage, 4 Royal Dragoons can be seen escorting.
Marching at the front of the carriage, the Prince of Wales Own Regiment. Their Drummers and Fifers can be heard blasting out "The British Grenadiers" as they near the estate.

The carriage stops in front of the estate King Charles steps out of the carriage - with two Officers accompanying him to the front door - where he awaits entrance (He is dressed in his Colonel's uniform).

[The Germanian states]

The Germanian States

The Germanian states guard welcomes the Fascists inside telling them to go straight to the ballroom.

The Chancellor pays no attention to the poke and what they were discussing and just started eating his Lasagna.

[Trevor Phillip Enterprises]

While the various guests were making polite chat, loud yell can be heard from the hallway "WHERE IS MY PIZZAAAAA!" Trevor scream while trying to yet again outrun the guards sent to recapture him. He was eventually tackled to the ground yet again, and slowly taken away from the guests of the dinner party.
"You are coming back with us for further questioning."
"You think those electric nipple clamps hurt me? I do that shit for fun all the time!" Trevor said as he winked at Weronika.
"Silence!" The guard elbowed Trevor again to keep him quiet. "Nothing to see here folks, continue your diplomatic meeting."

[Nivok Baves]

The 2nd Royal Mounted Guards division arrive to the estate, marching up the hill in synchronized fashion, their green uniforms and black slouch hats with black plumes displayed proudly. The mounted band were playing an almost harmonic tune of 'Over the Hills and Far Away', the adopted quick march of the regiment.

Leading the procession was Princess Alice, Heir to the throne of Baves. In full Colonel uniform of the 2nd Mounted Guards regiment, a dark green dress jacket with white Aigullettes and a dark green dress was fitted perfectly to her slim frame, her brown hair rolled down her back freely. Riding with a professionalism that few could matched, she slowed the regiment down, bringing it to a halt in front of the gate.

[The Germanian states]

The Germanian estate guards let them in and tell them the Ballroom is just down the hall.(I was expecting a food fight because I brought myself spaghetti launcher but maybe not today)