The Reformation: Recovering from the Cataclysm (IC)

[Charoskania]

"The Iberian Nation delivers greetings to you, your monarchy, and your nation." King Juan Carlos Announced Bowing his head

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

The Svenska-Britannians and Iberians were enjoying their little chit-chat in the Room when all so suddenly, the Doors opened. Revealing the Polynesian Entourage.

As the Chieftess shortly made her announcements, Charles replied soon after.

"Ah, the Polynesians i presume? No you aren't interrupting anything, we were just chatting about what to expect in the Peace Conference.." He replied without a stutter.

"A genuine pleasure to see the Polynesians in person...and if i were to guess. Chieftess Lea'ai in the flesh herself?" Grace guessed and followed up after his Husband's sentence.

Malie Lea'ai would have expected to be waiting in suspense, as the Svenska-Britannics and the Iberian wonder with eachother numerous potential questions. So that is why the Chieftess of Polynesia would recoil ever so slightly at the speed Charles von Roland replied to her announcement, with:

Charles von Roland
"Ah, the Polynesians i presume? No you aren't interrupting anything, we were just chatting about what to expect in the Peace Conference.."
Grace von Roland
"A genuine pleasure to see the Polynesians in person...and if i were to guess. Chieftess Lea'ai in the flesh herself?"

Malie Lea'ai would turn to look at Grace von Roland for a few seconds, giving a smile and a nod in response to her assumption, and in addition her welcoming attitude. That would be before turning her attention back to Charles.
However, before replying to the group in front of her, she would use some initiative. In perhaps a move to soon therefore after butter up these Svenska-Britannics, and the mysterious Iberian, to create a good impression on them, she would say to one of her colleagues, one of the guards, Short Magazine Lee-Enfield MK.1 on her back and Webley revolver on her side this, without even turning her head:

Chieftess Malie Lea'ai
"Lau tamaʻitaʻi o Lua Faresa, aisea e te le alu ai oe i lalo i se tasi o pa, ma okaina a tatou uo iinei se ipu o le sili Siamani pia luga paipa?"

The Polynesian guard would give a quick nod, and then march out of the room at a brisk pace, in order to fulfill her task.
With that done, Malie Lea'ai would finally give her response to the Svenska-Britannics. With another friendly smile, this time directed to Charles von Roland, she would exclaim:

Chieftess Malie Lea'ai
"I am glad that our appearance has not interrupted too much. I would have felt quite guilty if I had decided to make this appearance whilst something sensitive was in conversation.
By any means, we wish to speak with the three of you, if possible. Not only do we Polynesians wish to get to know you all, and thus your nations better through conversation, but we have some important news to share as well, should you be willing to listen.

(*Friendly, light laugh*) Oh, and be sure to pass on my thanks to her honour Weiss Von Schnee for this here bracelet she had gifted to me when possible. We were rushed to Oslo so quickly that I did not get a chance to do so personally.

(To the Iberian) And thank you for your hospitality, sir... I must question, though I may be able to provide my own guess as to who you are... Who am I addressing currently? (*Nervous chuckle*)"

[Charoskania]

"Offense not taken, I am king Juan Carlos of Iberia." Responded him with a chuckle

[Svenska-Britannia]

"I will make sure that the Grand Admiral hears the thanks from you.." Charles assured.

"So..What is it you wish to discuss with us?" Grace asked, curious about the Chieftess' intents.

"Is it something Related to the Peace Conference?" One of the Imperial Diplomats answered for the Monarchs, showing the same curiosity..

[Stephaniesland]

The woman told me where to find this Munich Palace. The ride over was quite uneventful, perhaps too uneventful. Regardless, I needed to figure out why the Arabs and Soviets were in their own hotel. Could they be part of the grand conspiracy. What even was this conspiracy? Perhaps the Soviets were planning to give a rather unpleasant surprise to the rest of the delegates. No. I can't let that happen. I need to stop them now. I entered the lobby, trying to blend in. The receptionist was smiling at me. But, why? Maybe, she was sent by the boss. Yes, that's it.
"Hello, I was wondering if you could send out a message for me."
"A message? For who?"
"I need you to send a message to Stephanie Cordato at the Excelsior Hotel, telling her, "AR, SU, Munich Palace Hotel". Can you do that for me?"
"I'm not supposed to send out messages for non-guests, but for you, I can make an exception."
"Thanks, my dear. I'll remember all you've done for me."
And so, the job was done. The message sent. Now, the Supreme Protector will know the location of the Arab and Soviet diplomats. But, I still needed to find out why they were staying in a separate hotel and what they were up to. The solution? To pretend to be part of the hotel staff and deliver some food to the rooms of the diplomats. But, where to find the uniform? Of course, the receptionist can find me a uniform.
"Hey, I don't suppose you can find me a uniform to blend in."
"Only, if you take me to dinner."
It was a risk that had to be taken.
"Done."
And so, it was done. After a quick change of clothes and a slight altercation in the kitchens, I was ready to deliver the food to the Arab diplomats.

OOC: Next spy post will have him enter the room where the Arab diplomats are. Be ready, Tsarstvo.

[Charoskania]

The woman told me where to find this Munich Palace. The ride over was quite uneventful, perhaps too uneventful. Regardless, I needed to figure out why the Arabs and Soviets were in their own hotel. Could they be part of the grand conspiracy. What even was this conspiracy? Perhaps the Soviets were planning to give a rather unpleasant surprise to the rest of the delegates. No. I can't let that happen. I need to stop them now. I entered the lobby, trying to blend in. The receptionist was smiling at me. But, why? Maybe, she was sent by the boss. Yes, that's it.
"Hello, I was wondering if you could send out a message for me."
"A message? For who?"
"I need you to send a message to Stephanie Cordato at the Excelsior Hotel, telling her, "AR, SU, Munich Palace Hotel". Can you do that for me?"
"I'm not supposed to send out messages for non-guests, but for you, I can make an exception."
"Thanks, my dear. I'll remember all you've done for me."
And so, the job was done. The message sent. Now, the Supreme Protector will know the location of the Arab and Soviet diplomats. But, I still needed to find out why they were staying in a separate hotel and what they were up to. The solution? To pretend to be part of the hotel staff and deliver some food to the rooms of the diplomats. But, where to find the uniform? Of course, the receptionist can find me a uniform.
"Hey, I don't suppose you can find me a uniform to blend in."
"Only, if you take me to dinner."
It was a risk that had to be taken.
"Done."
And so, it was done. After a quick change of clothes and a slight altercation in the kitchens, I was ready to deliver the food to the Arab diplomats.

OOC: Next spy post will have him enter the room where the Arab diplomats are. Be ready, Tsarstvo.

ooc T E N S I O N

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

"Offense not taken, I am king Juan Carlos of Iberia." Responded him with a chuckle

"I will make sure that the Grand Admiral hears the thanks from you.." Charles assured.

"So..What is it you wish to discuss with us?" Grace asked, curious about the Chieftess' intents.

"Is it something Related to the Peace Conference?" One of the Imperial Diplomats answered for the Monarchs, showing the same curiosity..

The Polynesian Entourage had not yet been invited to take any seats within the room, which some of them would perhaps think was a bit unorthodox. As such, the Diplomats, and Guards would take positions, such as leaning against the walls of the room in order for a little comfort.
Her Gracious Chieftess, Malie Lea'ai would also begin the practice as well, leaning her back slowly against a section of the room's wall adjacent to where the Svenska-Britannic royals were sitting. She would make sure to listen to all of them closely as they continue to talk and probe the Polynesian Entourage...

After their speeches were finished, the Chieftess would not waste time in responding to Grace and Charles von Roland, the Imperial diplomat and Juan Carlos of Iberia. With another, friendly smile, she would say:

Malie Lea'ai
"(*Ahem*), as I had said, I am taking a... Tour of sorts, getting to know the numerous people of which will be involved with this Diplomatic summit that will happen in the near future before the... Well, event itself.
Ah, and I should not forget. I have little idea as to whether you know this or not, but it seems that a new nation in this brave new world has finally revealed itself. The Empire of the Rising Sun... Japan has reformed, according to what I have heard. It seems like information of which would be important to know, so I have told you all this..."

[Charoskania]

"Offense not taken, I am king Juan Carlos of Iberia." Responded him with a chuckle

"I will make sure that the Grand Admiral hears the thanks from you.." Charles assured.

"So..What is it you wish to discuss with us?" Grace asked, curious about the Chieftess' intents.

"Is it something Related to the Peace Conference?" One of the Imperial Diplomats answered for the Monarchs, showing the same curiosity..

The Polynesian Entourage had not yet been invited to take any seats within the room, which some of them would perhaps think was a bit unorthodox. As such, the Diplomats, and Guards would take positions, such as leaning against the walls of the room in order for a little comfort.
Her Gracious Chieftess, Malie Lea'ai would also begin the practice as well, leaning her back slowly against a section of the room's wall adjacent to where the Svenska-Britannic royals were sitting. She would make sure to listen to all of them closely as they continue to talk and probe the Polynesian Entourage...

After their speeches were finished, the Chieftess would not waste time in responding to Grace and Charles von Roland, the Imperial diplomat and Juan Carlos of Iberia. With another, friendly smile, she would say:

Malie Lea'ai
"(*Ahem*), as I had said, I am taking a... Tour of sorts, getting to know the numerous people of which will be involved with this Diplomatic summit that will happen in the near future before the... Well, event itself.
Ah, and I should not forget. I have little idea as to whether you know this or not, but it seems that a new nation in this brave new world has finally revealed itself. The Empire of the Rising Sun... Japan has reformed, according to what I have heard. It seems like information of which would be important to know, so I have told you all this..."

"The Transmission was received by Svenska-Britannia as well." Responded Juan Carlos, with a hint of anger
"This can be a little dangerous." He adds

[Svenska-Britannia]

"As to what King Carlos stated here...We've received the Transmissions hailing from this uh..'Empire of Sunrise' since we always carry our LRT Transmitters.." Charles replied, slight shock still coming in his face from the Information.

"And since Both my Husband and I received the Transmission, we replied to this new Empire about its intents and goals...But thankfully they replied with a rather diplomatic answer..not the ever so Aggressive and Brutal that the Japanese Empire once was Pre-Cataclysm.." Grace answered to her Husband's behalf.

[Romaniche]

Patroling the Seas

Even though we established contact with a few nations, we still don't know what surrounds us, so the New Imperial Navy left the docks to navigate through the Pacific and the Chinese Sea. Maybe one day, we will discover the whole world. The expeditionary/scout team is formed by a few convoys, some corvettes, and an aircraft carrier with scout planes. They have slight defensive armament just in case. Because of our recent resurgence, we don't have big-range ships or planes, so limited scouting will be done (towards Phillippines and Wake Islands). To clear any intentions and not provoke early conflicts, the Grand Admiral, Tomohisa Takei has broadcasted to the Polynesian Navy to not worry about our scout fleet and not engage aggressively. Japan goes into the seas again.

Rebuilding our Industry

Our Industry has been destroyed by the Cataclysm, anarchy reigned Japan, no more workers, abandoned factories. When we emerged from our ashes, we were bare-bones, barely having an economy and the life conditions sucked. Slowly, we managed to rebuild some of our former industry, dropping unemployment and offering basic and vital services to our citizens. However, one problem remains, our utter lack of natural resources, might slow and limits our actions. Continental Asia has the necessary resources, but we are not prepared for colonization either, and conquering anarchic lands is a nightmare for soldiers. For now, we have nothing, but to bide and wait, slowly, but surely, we will reach there. So far, we shall concentrate on exploiting the Korean resources and providing basic life services to all the citizens of the Empire, whenever they are Japanese or Koreans.

A New World

While we were dormant, many things changed geopolitically. Somehow, the Spanish managed to unite Iberia, Germany is still around, the Soviets are still alive, Scandinavia and the British Isles united into a Great Power and the USA collapsed, with some remnants claiming legitimacy. For now, we are mostly politically isolated, as no immediate neighbors showed up, except Polynesia who seems to be friendly and share our Pan-Asian agenda. No diplomatic relations or rivals have been formed, but the Empire of Sunrise takes cautious steps, seeing potential friends and enemies, without spoiling too much about our goals and ambitions. We defeated Korea in 1996, eliminating our only human presence, until now in 2003, when we broadcasted our existence. We will see how the geopolitical situation will shift, now that we in the equation. So far it seems that the nations we contacted seem to treat us as the old Imperial Japan, but we are different from them, maybe not too much, but we are not as mad and tyrant as the Japan of the Old.

Fighting the Insurgencies

Since we annexed Korea in 1996, insurgencies spawned almost instantly, most notably being the People's Army and the Korean Freedom Front, two of the most troublesome and most supported ones in entire Korea. Another minor insurgency is in Primorsky Krai, but it's weak and manageable. So far, Kenpeitai along with Tokushusakusengun works to put them down and clear any resistance against the Japanese rule. A less violent and oppressive method to calm the Koreans is our agenda to integrate the Koreans as Japanese or Pan-Asians for short. Giving them equal rights, job opportunities, gradual and loyal collaborationist government, etc.
People's Army is a communist insurgency led by Kim-il-Sung and wants to "liberate Korea from the Japanese Imperialists and the Workers". They are popular among the poor, agrarian, and worker. Their area of activity is mostly concentrated in North Korea.
The Korean Freedom Front is a nationalistic and democratic insurgency in Korea that is similar to the People's Army's agenda but in a different manner. They are popular among liberals and nationalists. They are mostly active in South Korea.
Although they agreed on a common enemy, there are still cases when they are fighting each other, something that we can exploit to our advantage sooner or later. So far, despite all these, the Korean Insurgency is still manageable and didn't get out of control.

[Wasi State]

Hotel Excelsior, Munich
Soviet Diplomatic Dispatch

As the NKVD finally entourage met in person with Bob Bobbo's own Xenick diplomatic mission, the Soviet Consul, Anatoli Yatskov, was willing to let his guard down just a little to share a drink with their new partners in the fight against the Imperialist West. "да, my Arabian comrade, let us share this Southern German beer with all of us! After all isn't this Teuton country not the birthplace of Marx himself, haha." Yatskov said as he begun to share a glass of traditional Bavarian lager with Bobbo.

"Let us hope the negotiations go better than expected later shall we? The fact the West is willing to talk with us is reason enough we have quite the sway over them, comrade." Yatzkov then said after downing his lager like it was a soft drink.

The NKVD officers with him in the meantime were starting to get rather bored, with time finally away from Beria and Lyensko back in Moscow likely being the culprit, resulting in at least some of them off to the side also drinking along in the Hotel's bar.

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

"The Transmission was received by Svenska-Britannia as well." Responded Juan Carlos, with a hint of anger
"This can be a little dangerous." He adds

"As to what King Carlos stated here...We've received the Transmissions hailing from this uh..'Empire of Sunrise' since we always carry our LRT Transmitters.." Charles replied, slight shock still coming in his face from the Information.

"And since Both my Husband and I received the Transmission, we replied to this new Empire about its intents and goals...But thankfully they replied with a rather diplomatic answer..not the ever so Aggressive and Brutal that the Japanese Empire once was Pre-Cataclysm.." Grace answered to her Husband's behalf.

The reactions that both Juan Carlos, and the von Rolands gave to the existence of a reunited Japanese Empire would have, well been expected. It would almost be on the level of saying that the Third Reich survived the Cataclysm to the people who are aware of the catastrophes the old Japanese Empire had committed.
However, Malie Lea'ai and the Polynesians would be a little surprised that they had known about the transmission. For all they believed, only the Dominion of America had received it, but it would also make decent sense that, if a message was streamed towards Munich, that a multitude of people could very well have received it here...

By any means, the Polynesian Chieftess would simply nod to their statements. What this simple action would do is remind her the uncomfortable position that she is in, back against the rather... Bumpy wall of the Hotel, awkwardly standing on her feet when free seats in the room are available.
However, for all of the Polynesians in the room, they would not bring themselves to use the initiative to take seats, as they do not know if that would be seen as rude. Ignoring the uncomfort, Malie Lea'ai would give a response to them, exclaiming:

Chieftess Malie Lea'ai
"This new... Empire of the Rising Sun is, well something that we should all take into consideration.
Especially us Polynesians. As dangerous as an armed, industrialized Japanese force could be to the lot of you, at the very least you are all safe and far away from a potential hostile force, snug in Europe. The danger that a Japan would have on the Union of Polynesia, should they decide that their intentions are against the Polynesians would be insurmountable.
I can only hope that they will be more reasonable than their Pre - Cataclysmic selves, as you had said, your majesty Grace von Roland.

Now then, (With a motion with her head signaling to some free seats within the room) I would love to talk more about these 'Japanese', or perhaps the ever close diplomatic summit, however I would prefer to be seated before I do so. Would you mind?"

[Svenska-Britannia]

"Oh but of course..feel free to take a seat alongside us." Charles gladly welcomed the Polynesians.

The rest of the Imperial Diplomats also took their own respective seats along the sides.

With the Monarchs sitting at front and directly with both the Polynesians and Iberians.

"So, what manner of discussion or debate are we to talk about?" He questioned.

"We've just finished debating with the Iberians in our own local issues, so the matter has been handled with atleast in that area.." Grace soon followed shortly.

The rest of the Hotel Staff then arrived to give some refreshments to all present within the room, given some light snacks and delicious drinks to be had.

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

As the NKVD entourage finally met in person with Bob Bobbo's own Xenick diplomatic mission, the Soviet Consul, Anatoli Yatskov, was willing to let his guard down just a little to share a drink with their new partners in the fight against the Imperialist West. "да, my Arabian comrade, let us share this Southern German beer with all of us! After all isn't this Teuton country not the birthplace of Marx himself, haha." Yatskov said as he begun to share a glass of traditional Bavarian lager with Bobbo.

"Let us hope the negotiations go better than expected later shall we? The fact the West is willing to talk with us is reason enough we have quite the sway over them, comrade." Yatzkov then said after downing his lager like it was a soft drink.

The NKVD officers with him in the meantime were starting to get rather bored, with time finally away from Beria and Lyensko back in Moscow likely being the culprit, resulting in at least some of them off to the side also drinking along in the Hotel's bar.

The Xenickese Entourage, including sir Bobbo and his comrades would have been still seated in the bar of the Hotel München Palace, waiting patiently for the Soviet dispatch to run into them. They ordered the staff members to provide some of their best Bavarian beer, but not for them, as their religion would have permitted them to not do so. No, instead they wish to do so for the Soviets when they arrive, if there's one stereotype about the Russians that holds true is... Well, they love their alcohol.
As the glasses, full of frothy beer would have been poured out, and soon therefore after sent over by waiters to the table, the Soviets would walk in.

Anatoli Yatskov, his NKVD guard and the personal consul would have spotted the Arabians almost instantly, as did the Xenickese. Yatskov would have made the first motion, saying with energy:

Anatoli Yatskov
"да, my Arabian comrade, let us share this Southern German beer with all of us! After all isn't this Teuton country not the birthplace of Marx himself, haha. Let us hope the negotiations go better than expected later shall we? The fact the West is willing to talk with us is reason enough we have quite the sway over them, comrade."

Whist Bob Bobbo appreciated Yatskov's invitation to drink with him, he would have to decline. Whilst he was not as much of a hardcore Islamist as some of his other peers that he knows of, he would still believe that to drink what is essentially poison to Humanity is against Allah's wishes, and thus he would have to refrain.
By any means, he would be polite about it. With the ever so slow shake of his head, as the Soviet consul sits down opposite them and attempts to offer them one of the glasses, he would say:

Bob Bobbo
"يوم سعيد أيها الرفاق. Whilst we very much appreciate your hospitality, I am afraid that we must refrain from drinking alcohol. It is against Allah's will, I'm sure you understand.
By any means, it is a pleasure to meet you, comrade Yatskov. After such a length of time of being comrades and allies without even seeing eachother's faces, it feels rather liberating to see a person of the Soviet Union. The Imperialist pigs may believe that they can win against us with the use of diplomacy, but it is them who are mistaken. We will show them that we show just as much, perhaps more power in negotiation rather than war."

In the corner of his eye, he would see some of the NKVD officers milling about, looking either a little lost... Or a little bored. The Soviets drink through the poison without a care in the world, they down the lager as if it is a simple glass of water.

[Romaniche]

OOC: Tsarstvo! Can you respond to my sea patrol post?

[Stephaniesland]

As the NKVD entourage finally met in person with Bob Bobbo's own Xenick diplomatic mission, the Soviet Consul, Anatoli Yatskov, was willing to let his guard down just a little to share a drink with their new partners in the fight against the Imperialist West. "да, my Arabian comrade, let us share this Southern German beer with all of us! After all isn't this Teuton country not the birthplace of Marx himself, haha." Yatskov said as he begun to share a glass of traditional Bavarian lager with Bobbo.

"Let us hope the negotiations go better than expected later shall we? The fact the West is willing to talk with us is reason enough we have quite the sway over them, comrade." Yatzkov then said after downing his lager like it was a soft drink.

The NKVD officers with him in the meantime were starting to get rather bored, with time finally away from Beria and Lyensko back in Moscow likely being the culprit, resulting in at least some of them off to the side also drinking along in the Hotel's bar.

The Xenickese Entourage, including sir Bobbo and his comrades would have been still seated in the bar of the Hotel München Palace, waiting patiently for the Soviet dispatch to run into them. They ordered the staff members to provide some of their best Bavarian beer, but not for them, as their religion would have permitted them to not do so. No, instead they wish to do so for the Soviets when they arrive, if there's one stereotype about the Russians that holds true is... Well, they love their alcohol.
As the glasses, full of frothy beer would have been poured out, and soon therefore after sent over by waiters to the table, the Soviets would walk in.

Anatoli Yatskov, his NKVD guard and the personal consul would have spotted the Arabians almost instantly, as did the Xenickese. Yatskov would have made the first motion, saying with energy:

Anatoli Yatskov
"да, my Arabian comrade, let us share this Southern German beer with all of us! After all isn't this Teuton country not the birthplace of Marx himself, haha. Let us hope the negotiations go better than expected later shall we? The fact the West is willing to talk with us is reason enough we have quite the sway over them, comrade."

Whist Bob Bobbo appreciated Yatskov's invitation to drink with him, he would have to decline. Whilst he was not as much of a hardcore Islamist as some of his other peers that he knows of, he would still believe that to drink what is essentially poison to Humanity is against Allah's wishes, and thus he would have to refrain.
By any means, he would be polite about it. With the ever so slow shake of his head, as the Soviet consul sits down opposite them and attempts to offer them one of the glasses, he would say:

Bob Bobbo
"يوم سعيد أيها الرفاق. Whilst we very much appreciate your hospitality, I am afraid that we must refrain from drinking alcohol. It is against Allah's will, I'm sure you understand.
By any means, it is a pleasure to meet you, comrade Yatskov. After such a length of time of being comrades and allies without even seeing eachother's faces, it feels rather liberating to see a person of the Soviet Union. The Imperialist pigs may believe that they can win against us with the use of diplomacy, but it is them who are mistaken. We will show them that we show just as much, perhaps more power in negotiation rather than war."

In the corner of his eye, he would see some of the NKVD officers milling about, looking either a little lost... Or a little bored. The Soviets drink through the poison without a care in the world, they down the lager as if it is a simple glass of water.

It seems like the Arabs and Russians want to have a little drink. Well, this seems like the perfect moment for Adam, Special Investigator, to show his quality. Time to put on my best German accent. We'll just walk up to them and ask if they want anything to eat. Yes, that's it. I can just place a listening device in their food. Oh well, let's hope for a good response.
"Greetings, gentlemen. Is there anything that I can get for you? Some food or a light snack perhaps?"

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

It seems like the Arabs and Russians want to have a little drink. Well, this seems like the perfect moment for Adam, Special Investigator, to show his quality. Time to put on my best German accent. We'll just walk up to them and ask if they want anything to eat. Yes, that's it. I can just place a listening device in their food. Oh well, let's hope for a good response.
"Greetings, gentlemen. Is there anything that I can get for you? Some food or a light snack perhaps?"

Bob Bobbo would be in his seat, waiting for the Soviets to reply to his comments, and start the topic which must be on everybody's lips at this point, when just like that they would be... Almost blindsided by a waiter.
The man would say to them:

Waiter
"Greetings, gentlemen. Is there anything that I can get for you? Some food or a light snack perhaps?"

Only when the waiter had spoke would Bob Bobbo had become aware of his presence. The sudden dialogue, hardly by the person he would have expected would have shocked him, and he would spin around, his eyes locking onto the waiter's... There, he would make himself aware of something that he would not have expected to pick up on.
The man did not look Germanic, as most others, and pretty much every staff member in this hotel had... No no, if Bob Bobbo had to guess the ethnicity of this waiter, he would think American.

Now, this would not be strange in and of itself. He would have expected Americans present in the lands of Trenaka. After all, when the Cataclysm struck the earth back in 1945, American soldiers were storming into Bavaria and Hesse in order to topple the Third Reich. It would not take too much creative thinking to think that these soldiers, or their sons and/or grandsons would have made lives in the Anarchy, and then eventually the Trenakan lands.
However, as American as this waiter looks, why would he be speaking in a German accent?

Flustered and confused, the Arabian would silently look at the man for a while, unbeknownst to him. Upon becoming able to speak once more, Bob Bobbo would exclaim:

Bob Bobbo
"Wha?.. Oh my, excuse my impoliteness, I just was not expecting you!
Urm... We are fine for food and drink for now, sir... I have already appetized myself with some of the Hotel's patented foodstuffs, so I am quite content. As for my newly - arrived friends, well. I suppose you would have to ask them yourself, no?"

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

OOC: Tsarstvo! Can you respond to my sea patrol post?

OOC: To Romaniche

I... Didn't think it needed a response? As you had no actual communication detailed, just a vague 'broadcast', you know? I expected it to go on in the background, I guess?

Do you wish for some kind of response? I guess I could make one, but I might have trouble making it truly detailed...

[Romaniche]

OOC: To Romaniche

I... Didn't think it needed a response? As you had no actual communication detailed, just a vague 'broadcast', you know? I expected it to go on in the background, I guess?

Do you wish for some kind of response? I guess I could make one, but I might have trouble making it truly detailed...

Understandable. Maybe say we are fine and we can pass or something like that.

[Charoskania]

"Excuse me, but may i ask, have the arabians or the Soviets arrived yet? And whether this a monarchy only meeting? " Asked Juan Carlos, holding a glass of cold water

[Stephaniesland]

Hotel Excelsior
*ring ring* *ring ring*
"Hello. Yes, I'll get this information to her immediately. Thank you."
The Supreme Protector had a worried look on her face. She had to play her hand very carefully at the peace conference, whilst trying to hide her concerns over the Japanese. One of the guards rushed into the room.
"Your benevolence, I have received a message from Adam in regards to the location of the Arab and Soviet delegates. It turns out they are staying at the Hotel Munich Palace."
"Why would they be staying at a separate hotel. Seems suspicious. Did Adam say anything else?"
"The message also stated that Adam would be attempting to spy on the Arabs and Soviets to find out their plans."
"Let's hope he doesn't get caught. Dismissed."
"Yes, your benevolence."
This was quite an unexpected turn of events. She needed to send this information to her ally as soon as possible. She would need to send a guard to go find the Chieftess and inform her of the location of the Arab and Soviet diplomats. Although, it would be best to keep her sources anonymous, for their safety.
"Mr Conrad."
"Yes, your benevolence."
"I need you to find out where the Chieftess is and inform her that the Soviet and Arab delegates are staying at the Hotel Munich Palace. Be sure to be as discrete as possible. It would be best that the information did not leak out to the rest of the delegates."
"Yes, your benevolence."
And so, Kurt Conrad set off to go and find the Chieftess. Hopefully, the information wouldn't get leaked to the other delegates.

[Vorausen]

The air was humid and full of water, with the air blowing the hot, rocky, and grainy sand across the wooden and damp dock that Jackie Williamson, Prime Minster of the SRA, was attending on. In front of him was the new crew of the new battleship, the S.S McArthur.



“In this great ceremony of celebration, here is the unveiling of the SRA’s new vessel, the S.S McArthur, named after its first captain, Robert McArthur.”

Jackie points to McArthur who smiles at the statement ever so slightly, yet his smile is quickly turned back to his usual straight, emotionless, stoic face once Jackie started talking again.

“Bless our comrades, our friends, the laborers who worked on building this ship. May she last for years to come!”

The crowd and crew cheered, as some threw champagne into the air.








Later that day Jackie found himself staring at the world map, his eyes fixated on the island of Tasmania. Before the great war, the island was originally Australia's, but with the fall of all nations, this land was lost to Australia. But those dam South Polynesians he thought, they took what was his, all for what? To be an independent and “free” nation? Jackie knew that he would have to overwhelm South Polynesia and show them no mercy. Of course, to do this he needed an ally, and he knew exactly who to ally.



A letter was sent to the diplomatic office of the Sunrise Empire

“Dearest friend, the SRA has contacted you because of what the SRA’s sees as a precious opportunity to gain some land, territory, and influence. I assume based on the history of your people, we both have our eyes on South East Aisa and the Pacific. order to prevent conflict between our nations I request not only an alliance, but a trading alliance and the opportunity to personally meet the leader of your empire. Together we can both rule the Pacific Ocean.



Sincerely, Prime Minister Jackie Willaimson”

OOC: For reference, this is what Jackie looks like

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

South Polynesia: Update

The Tōtaiete mā situation:

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"Territorial Assembly Building, Papa'ete, Tahiti, South Polynesia to the All Polynesian Palace, Nuku'alofa, Tonga Islands, South Polynesia
Greetings to the Great Emperor of All Polynesia. I am Naomi Levaai, a Priestess of Tahiti, and you had contacted me recently regarding the situation that we face in Papa'ete... And the Tōtaiete mā isles as a whole.

Now, I quote from you personally that 'I (you) wish to make an address to Papa'ete, in order to discuss with you (me) personally a solution to the problem that your (my) island is facing.'
Firstly, and I am not sure if you understand this, but Tahiti is hardly my island. No, it belongs to our gods and goddesses, such as the creator Rua-i-tupra, Haumia, Tane and Kanaloa. Us mere men and women do not decide the events that embroil our islands, and I would expect that you would understand that. The mistake of possession was indeed a sin that these invaders from Aotearoa had done, forcing the earth away to lay down asphalt, concrete and brick. We oppose this because it is not the deities' wishes. We oppose this for all the wildlife, men, woman and children that will be displaced or killed due to the construction.

You may come to visit us, and attempt to make a resolution with us about this... To put it politely, predicament... But you would be hard pressed to find a solution that does not involve the removal of these 'builders' from our sacred grounds. Already they have scorched Tahiti with their asphalt and deforestation, and it may take Mother Earth, Papa some time to heal her lands.
May your days be full of fortune, Emperor Makani."

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It seems that the situation within the state of Tōtaiete mā has yet to reach any sort of resolution. Both parties are still adamant to get their own way, and as such the protests, campaigns and even violence continue to rule Tahiti.
Since we had last reported on this situation, we can confirm that a dozen more fatalities of locals has occurred, shot down by guards of the International Airport project in, and we quote: 'Self Defense'. The Emperor of all Polynesia has yet to abandon the plans of visiting Tahiti personally to hopefully come to some resolution with the ringleaders of the operation, including Priestess of Tahiti, ms Naomi Levaai. However, it seems that our great ruler has yet to depart from Nuku'alofa, as far as our sources have stated. The date of departure, and thus the date of when Emperor Makani will arrive at Papa'ete is unknown currently. We will update your listeners and readers with further news should any additional information reveal itself.

For now, however, we must still pray that the situation does not get out of hand...

Tauranga Faingamālie and Hobart celebrates Tasmania's promotion to territory of South Polynesia!

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Celebration rocks all around the city of Hobart. Shown in this picture is such an event, where Anglo - Australians, Palawa native Aboriginals and Polynesian colonists celebrate together, as one people in a local event.

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After reaching an official population of 100,000 inhabitants, the Aotearoa administrations, such as the city councils of Tāmaki, Ōtautahi and Te Whanganui-a-Tara, who had governance over the previous colonial possession, had promoted the colonial possession of Tasmania to a territory of the union of South Polynesia.

On an official level, this means a few things, for both Aotearoa and Tasmania. Upon promotion of the territory, the 'Third Island of Aotearoa' had been allowed to take home rule into it's own hands. Currently, there are two separate governmental bodies on the Island, the Polynesian colonial settlement of Tauranga Faingamālie on the South - East coasts of Tasmania, and the historic Hobart, which proved to be the old capital city of the State of Tasmania, when it was under Australian rule before the onset of the Cataclysm... The two governments work in tandem together to help further the prosperity and growth of Tasmania.
As for Aotearoa, the governments of the Maori Islands still represent Tasmania on the international stage, and that would continue until the territory becomes a full fledged State... However, their direct rule over the island has ceased as local governments take their own route now... Whether local rule will prove beneficial or a detriment to Tasmania, and all of South Polynesia remains a mystery to us...

On the onset of the great news, celebration naturally followed. Currently, we see both Tauranga Faingamālie and Hobart in city - wide celebrations, with scattered celebrations in the other numerous settlements, such as Launceston, New Norfolk and Devonport. Hand - in - hand, at peace with one another, the Polynesian colonists, Anglo - Australians and Palawa native Aboriginals celebrate the 'colony' and it's promotion together.
This shows that the policy that Polynesia led with in the colonisation, and integration of Tasmania, such as respect, kindness and support instead of martial law or the such worked seamlessly. For instance, the Polynesians see the Anglo - Australians as equals, and the same goes the other way around. It would take much to break the stability Tasmania sees currently.

Tasmania once more provides positive news in the face of the problems facing South Polynesia. We will update the populous should additional information about the 'Third Island of Aotearoa' come to fruition...

The Emperor of all Polynesia, Makani would have his hands quite full indeed. On one side, he was still preparing for his leave of Nuku'alofa to Papa'ete in order to hopefully come to a resolution to the protestors on Tahiti to the construction of the International Airport on the island.
He was always quite observant, one has to be if they are willing to rule a nation as he does. And what he notices in the Tōtaiete mā chain is not simply a few protestors or campaigners, but a potential problem, one that could involve not only the state, but all of South Polynesia should it get out of hand. As such, it is an issue he would not let sit out on for it to potentially spiral out of control... Even if the Emperor could not negotiate a resolution with the ringleaders, at the very least he could say he attempted to do so, instead of doing nothing at all. That would sure weigh on his mind if that were to be the case.

In addition, he would have the usual paperwork that he must attempt to fill out. The new territory of Tasmania has thrown many topics of which only the leader of the state would be able to tackle, and as such it would be his job to do so. Not to mention the additional issues the newly colonized Aono Raina chain provides.
So, as it would seem, Makani would have plenty to do... However, before he could get started for the day, one of the Palace Guard would enter his chambers without even a knock on the door.

As the Emperor twirls around to see the guard, he would notice his pale face, his expression of concern, perhaps even horror.
Before Makani could even think of what to say, the Palace Guard would beat him to it... In a rather quick tone, he would blurt out:

All Polynesia Palace Guard
"Ever so sorry to alarm you, your highness. However, the military detachment within our palace has gotten reports via RADAR technology of unknown vessels off the coast of Eastern Australia, presumably near the old cities of Sydney, or Brisbane.
The military entourage has asked for your presence at your earliest convenience..."

Now, it would be Makani's face that would go pale. If what the Guard was saying was true, it signifies that some higher power now exists on the Australian continent. Though it would be too forthcoming to assume that there may be a nation in Australia, his gut would tell him that... Well, this would be the case.
He wishes to waste no time on these reports. With a motion with his head, Makani would signify for the Guard to lead him to the military entourage... He needed to see this, to hear this for himself.

Emperor Makani
"Please, lead me to them, sir... These. Rumors are not to be dismissed so quickly."

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Soon enough, they would both arrive within a different chamber of the Palace. Perhaps uniquely, not only does the All Polynesia Palace act as the head for the Polynesian monarchy, but it offers a large workspace for a section of the Polynesian armed forces to work out of... Focused on espionage, decryption and encryption roles to omit other services, the palace offers not only a safe and secure location for them, say from potential assassination or subterfuge, but in addition it allows the current Monarch to be on the forefront of their operations... Any news that relates to the armed forces can be relayed to the head of state in record time.

By any means, a dark room would meet with Makani's eyes. In the center of the room would be a large table, flanked by numerous chairs. On the table would be a large map of the world, coloured in a traditional sepia, and hanging on the ceiling above would be a dim bulb, casting orange light around the room.
The hanging light would not be the only light source in the room. A display, with large computers, a chalkboard and florescent lights surrounding it, casting out even more dim white light would be on the far wall.
In the room would be an entourage of military personnel, seemingly waiting patiently for the arrival of the Emperor. Some would be standing, either leaning against the walls or otherwise, others would be seated in the aforementioned chairs...

As soon as they spot Emperor Makani, they would rise to their feet, and systematically bow for him.
After doing so, they would speak:

South Polynesian Military entourage
"Your highness, Emperor of all Polynesia. Our RADAR technology, stationed here in the Tonga Islands, the North Island of Aotearoa, and in the Caroline Islands have all picked up the same readings. Tested and retested numerous times, we can confirm that data shows a commotion, broadcasts, energy emissions and the such coming from the coasts of the Australian Continent.
Whilst an exact location hadn't been pinpointed, evidence suggests that these detections all originate on the East Coast, namely somewhere close to the old Australian cities of Sydney, or Brisbane.

As far as we have studied, we are confident in saying that the RADAR scans connote the presence of unknown, foreign military vessels."
Emperor Makani
"Is there a chance that this ship that was discovered could correlate to potential pirates? Or anarchic raiders?"

The entourage would shake their heads slowly... They had all contemplated the possibility, and whilst it would be an answer that would help them sleep at night, it seems somewhat unlikely. The scans show a formation, almost of military doctrine. In addition, it seems that the energy readings and other broadcasts or information connote that the vessels would be too complex for a small society to construct, or even restore.
They would relay this to the Emperor by saying:

Military entourage
"We believe that it is unlikely. The scans create a picture that these unknown ships are in military formation. That would require command, clear communication and leadership, something that pirates and anarchic raiders usually lack.
In addition, there is evidence to suggest that this ship in question is not some wreck of the Second Great War, recovered and fixed to working condition. It seems that the ship has advanced beyond the technology offered during the years Pre - Cataclysm.
If so, we can only conclude that a strong society, such as a standard cities' worth of people, or more could have the infrastructure to build and maintain a working, Post - Cataclysmic military vessel. As for how powerful this mysterious civilization may have, that is unfortunately unknown."

If the military men are correct in their assumptions, what they are saying is true, than Makani's fears would be realised. A civilisation has now sprouted in Australia... It's size, power, government... Disposition to South Polynesia. Unknown.
Though this could be faulty readings, or the result of the armed forces' wild imaginations, assumptions can be awfully dangerous. A general rule in order to be as safe as possible is to assume and expect the worst out of any situation, or that is at least what Emperor Makani feels.

So, if assuming that a Australian civilisation does exist, and it perhaps would not be friendly with Polynesia, actions need to be taken to avoid a bad outcome... And in that, Makani may know an answer to the potential predicament... It would be with the 'Sunrise Empire' of Japan.

Emperor Makani
"This news is alarming. Whatever this force is, it could be potentially dangerous...
I want you, and your colleagues to continue monitoring the Australian landmass to the best of your ability, and tell either me, or Temporary Chieftain Ionatana Tuitama should I be away in Papa'ete of any additional updates.

As for me, I shall contact some of our neighbors, and allies of this situation. They not only have the right to know that a mysterious civilisation with unknown intentions exist in Australia, but also confirm with them that their support for Polynesia is honest..."
South Polynesia Military entourage[/color]
"Yes, your majesty of Polynesia. We wish you luck in Papa'ete... And in addition, with your contact with the nations that you wish to speak to."

And without another word, Makani would briskly walk out of the room, back to his chambers where an LRT would wait for him... The first step would be to contact Emperor Akihito of the new Japanese Empire about this unknown civilization in Australia, a potential threat to both of their interests in the Pacific Ocean.
In addition, he would have to contact Gracious Chieftess Malie Lea'ai about this, of which he would assume that she personally would report the news to Polynesia's ally in the Dominion of America...

...He would soon find himself within his chambers. With little time to waste, he would march straight up to the LRT in the far side of the room, overlooking a window and the outside that is shows. Slamming buttons and twisting dials like his life depended on it, Emperor Makani would tune the LRT to send a message towards Kyoto, Japan in record time.
Taking some time to compose himself, and then taking around half a dozen deep breaths, the Emperor of all Polynesia would begin talking:

"Securely Encrypted transmission:
The All Polynesia Palace, Nuku'alofa, Tonga Islands, South Polynesia to Kyoto, Japan, the Sunrise Empire.

Good day to you, venerable Emperor Akihito. I am Makani, Emperor of all Polynesia, you might recognise my voice.
I realise that communication between our nations has only recently flourished, and in addition it was only a select amount of months ago when the Sunrise Empire had revealed itself to the world in earnest. However, I am for one glad that in the time, South Polynesia and the Sunrise Empire have established a cordial relationship between eachother.
I believe it would be wise to notify you of a potentially alarming discovery South Polynesia had made. RADAR technology within our nation had come across an advanced vessel off the coast of Eastern Australia, in a military formation. My top military experts had concluded that the discovery could not be correlated with random Pirates or Anarchic Raiders, as in all aspects, the vessel was too sophisticated. I have determined that an unknown civilisation must have built and maintained this ship, most likely within the Australian continent itself...

Now, I understand I am speaking in Hypotheticals here, but I must ask. Should a Australian nation reveal itself against South Polynesian intentions, perhaps even independence, would the Sunrise Empire stand with us against such a force?

It would be rather forthcoming to ask for any official alliance at this point, at least not until members of our two proud, great nations have met in person. However, I see benefit in cooperation between the two of our nations. With us, together, we can bring peace, unity and stability to the Pacific Ocean and East Asia. Perhaps you would be willing to arrange a diplomatic meeting between our nations? I have got a trusted member of South Polynesia that I could send to discuss with the Sunrise Empire to Kyoto, or Tokyo should that be more appropriate?

Now then, I find myself in quite the busy state. I give permission for Temporary Chieftain Ionatana Tuitama to reply to your response should I be occupied, which I might well be. I have to personally mediate a resolution to an important problem within Papa'ete, and whilst there you may not be able to communicate with me.
Otherwise, should I find myself in the Palace, I will answer your response straight away.

Before I stop speaking, if possible, and if the Sunrise Empire is privy to any information regarding the state of Australia, South Polynesia would be in Japan's debt should any information be revealed to us.
Go with peace, Emperor Akihito. May our gods bless us both with fortune and glory."

With the message primed now, Makani would push his ring finger into the button of the LRT, sending the message towards the Sunrise Empire. He hopes that the Japanese come back with a positive response...

[Union Princes]

"I think I can save the British Empire from anything—except the British."
- Winston Churchill

"Our Splendid Isolation"

Six decades. That was how long the House of Windsor lived in their new capital of Dehli. The reason why was lost through the following years of rebellion and disaster. King Edward VIII was no longer king the moment he stepped onto Indian soil, no longer was he the ruler of Great Britain. His home, his people, his empire, all gone and half a world away. But though he lost gold, Edward Windsor found diamonds: the crown jewel of the British Empire.

India.

However, titles are meaningless without authority, and Emperor Edward VIII was anything but a pushover. While the subcontinent was rich, it was certainly underdeveloped compared to the rest of the Empire. However, the native Indians were not to be pleased with their new leader's autocratic ambitions but with Winston Churchill, Harold Macmillian, and Oswald Mosley forming the core of the Emperor's Party, British rule became absolute. As much as they dream of Imperial Restoration, they must first make their new home.

Thus the new millennium.

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Greetings to the nations of the world, I am Emperor Harold of House Windsor, speaking from Dehli; the capital of the Imperial British Federation of India. For too long has my predecessors remain silent on the world stage, too long had we hid from our neighbors, not anymore. The glory of the Imperial Federation shall claim its place under the sun, just as the British Empire had done before. Through open trade and borders shall we become prosperous once again!

[Charoskania]

Carlos was just eating some Saurbraten when a message was recived in his pocker
"Greetings to the nations of the world, I am Emperor Harold of House Windsor, speaking from Dehli; the capital of the Imperial British Federation of India. For too long has my predecessors remain silent on the world stage, too long had we hid from our neighbors, not anymore. The glory of the Imperial Federation shall claim its place under the sun, just as the British Empire had done before. Through open trade and borders shall we become prosperous once again!"
He looks at charles, with a mixture of expression on both faces
"He will not be happy once he found out another house siezed his home"