The Rising Sun (Aeterna Publicae only)

[Badassistanian]

"I wish for the best."

She sighs and looks back at her, her own eyes concealed by the glasses. "I hope so as well... I always have a back up though..."

She nods "How about we put the political talk down for a while and go get some food or something."

[Badassistanian]

"Trade and the likes."

"Ah, trade! Stock markets, food markets, arms markets, arm markets, that last one being scientific, not in a harvesting way. Which...is kinda the same thing. In a short and sweet way, under our stoic, armed, and government mainly consisting of a bunch of old men, we're just a very polity group of people who would love to trade the many things there is to trade!

He nods "Trade will be mostly conducted by the government but private trade will also be allowed to a point."

[Vukmire]

She sighs and looks back at her, her own eyes concealed by the glasses. "I hope so as well... I always have a back up though..."

She nods "How about we put the political talk down for a while and go get some food or something."

"That sounds like a amazing idea! Do you know any good places?"

[Republic Under Specters Grasp]

"Ah, trade! Stock markets, food markets, arms markets, arm markets, that last one being scientific, not in a harvesting way. Which...is kinda the same thing. In a short and sweet way, under our stoic, armed, and government mainly consisting of a bunch of old men, we're just a very polity group of people who would love to trade the many things there is to trade!

He nods "Trade will be mostly conducted by the government but private trade will also be allowed to a point."

"So, what would you want to be offered? Salt? Diamonds? Fancy schmancy spices, or our expertise: war itself? Well, weapons of war. I don't want to start a war now, Vilhelm just came back from the DROC."

[Badassistanian]

He nods "Trade will be mostly conducted by the government but private trade will also be allowed to a point."

"So, what would you want to be offered? Salt? Diamonds? Fancy schmancy spices, or our expertise: war itself? Well, weapons of war. I don't want to start a war now, Vilhelm just came back from the DROC."

"Just the trade of simple resources for now."

[Badassistanian]

She nods "How about we put the political talk down for a while and go get some food or something."

"That sounds like a amazing idea! Do you know any good places?"

"I know of a few in the heart of the city."

[Republic Under Specters Grasp]

"So, what would you want to be offered? Salt? Diamonds? Fancy schmancy spices, or our expertise: war itself? Well, weapons of war. I don't want to start a war now, Vilhelm just came back from the DROC."

"Just the trade of simple resources for now."

"Ah, yes, the salts of the earth...plus salt. Makes perfect sense. And you know what, you already got yourself a deal!"

[Badassistanian]

"Just the trade of simple resources for now."

"Ah, yes, the salts of the earth...plus salt. Makes perfect sense. And you know what, you already got yourself a deal!"

"Sounds good."

[United Warsaw]

In a effort to build a navy the likes never seen before, scientist begin drafting plans for a all-purpose battleship designed to be the pinnacle of superiority as well lead the world into a new age of naval elegance.

[Republic Under Specters Grasp]

"Ah, yes, the salts of the earth...plus salt. Makes perfect sense. And you know what, you already got yourself a deal!"

"Sounds good."

"Oh, and a last gift..." He puts a hand out, with a SGMP being propped into it. He hands it over to the delegate, and nods. "As a gift, a mark of our weaponry craftsmanship." The gun is styled in Badassistanian colors.

[Vukmire]

"That sounds like a amazing idea! Do you know any good places?"

"I know of a few in the heart of the city."

"Sounds interesting! Care to show me?"

[Badassistanian]

"Sounds good."

"Oh, and a last gift..." He puts a hand out, with a SGMP being propped into it. He hands it over to the delegate, and nods. "As a gift, a mark of our weaponry craftsmanship." The gun is styled in Badassistanian colors.

He examines the weapon "The boys back home will be definitely interested in this."

[Badassistanian]

"I know of a few in the heart of the city."

"Sounds interesting! Care to show me?"

"Why of course." she leads her into the bustiling city and eventually into a restaunt that serves various Indonesian food.

[Vukmire]

"Sounds interesting! Care to show me?"

"Why of course." she leads her into the bustiling city and eventually into a restaunt that serves various Indonesian food.

"Holy mother of God... this smells amazing! I can't believe it!"

[Republic Under Specters Grasp]

"Oh, and a last gift..." He puts a hand out, with a SGMP being propped into it. He hands it over to the delegate, and nods. "As a gift, a mark of our weaponry craftsmanship." The gun is styled in Badassistanian colors.

He examines the weapon "The boys back home will be definitely interested in this."

"Really? Nothing like it?"

[Badassistanian]

He examines the weapon "The boys back home will be definitely interested in this."

"Really? Nothing like it?"

He shrugs "We will see, I better be off."

[Badassistanian]

"Why of course." she leads her into the bustiling city and eventually into a restaunt that serves various Indonesian food.

"Holy mother of God... this smells amazing! I can't believe it!"

"Well of course." she says while sitting down at a table.

[Republic Under Specters Grasp]

"Really? Nothing like it?"

He shrugs "We will see, I better be off."

"Well, I hope your long flight home won't get delayed or such. You'll be stuck with me for longer." He laughs, saluting off to the delegate.

[Badassistanian]

He shrugs "We will see, I better be off."

"Well, I hope your long flight home won't get delayed or such. You'll be stuck with me for longer." He laughs, saluting off to the delegate.

He nods at the man then exits the building, taking another swig of whiskey.

[Vukmire]

"Holy mother of God... this smells amazing! I can't believe it!"

"Well of course." she says while sitting down at a table.

She sits down In a seat across from her and smiles a friendly grin while she takes off her sunglasses and folds them neatly. "So how have you been since our last meeting?"

[Badassistanian]

"Well of course." she says while sitting down at a table.

She sits down In a seat across from her and smiles a friendly grin while she takes off her sunglasses and folds them neatly. "So how have you been since our last meeting?"

"I have been well, you?"

[Republic Under Specters Grasp]

"Well, I hope your long flight home won't get delayed or such. You'll be stuck with me for longer." He laughs, saluting off to the delegate.

He nods at the man then exits the building, taking another swig of whiskey.

The SG are ready to begin sending over their resources that Badassistanian wants. But what will they get back?

[United Warsaw]

Many engineers come up with a design called the "sterowic" meaning airship, some questioning if the design will actually work. Seeing the designs some question if based on hover technology if the possibility of a hovering city above clouds can come into fruition.

[Centro-Progressive Peoples Entity]

The CPPE takes on a huge internal campaign, designed to install as many spaceports in as many major cities as possible. This is to increase the amount of people to have access to astroplane travel, and to better connect people all across the world.

A small southern part of Argentina has been blocked off by a joint Pacific-Atlantic Fleet operation, and two battalions of amphibious troops prepare to invade the region.

In space, the NPSS implements hover technology to help around with everything from daily chores to holding things in place, as well as installing hover to the ceiling to create some sort of gravity. However, this ceiling hovering isn't used much because the station spins sufficiently to make gravity. The NPSS finishes construction of the fourth tier, and the crew is sent up for their ten years stay.

The longevity scientists begin human experimentation almost immediately after reading the letter. They choose ten healthy test subjects with varying gender (including some transgender and halfgender people).

[Vukmire]

She sits down In a seat across from her and smiles a friendly grin while she takes off her sunglasses and folds them neatly. "So how have you been since our last meeting?"

"I have been well, you?"

"I've been very good! But I didn't take your warning..." She digs into her pocket and pulls out an inhaler with Vali's initials on the side.