Peace Summit. (Restricted.)

[Princess Luna]

Luna breathed in deeply, ears flattened back against her head, and stood up, although she didn't relish war, she was not afraid of it either, she could not afford to be. The suggestion that the United Cassioans were going to declare war on Hippostania was a bleak one.

Conversely, Sundance looked aghast, looking to Luna for some kind of response.

Luna raised one hoof and laid it on Toffee's shoulder momentarily, an effort to reassure, "I think it's probably time to discuss some defensive options? But we should at least continue with this first. If we obtain a sufficiently reasonable agreement with the others we may be able to even get them to act as a deterrent against such aggression before we even have to do anything."

[Zalanwi]

IC:

"I think we might be done here." Queen Esarosa said sadly after a long period of silence. "If war is coming, we need to ready the military." She looked at Kavon. "Inform all Towers to be on look out. Have all Navy Fleets on 'Stand ready' and alert the White Mages."

"Yes, Madam!" Kavon said before bringing his hand to his ear and speaking in rapid Zallen.

"Lily," Esarosa said. "You put the people on code: 'Ri'on'."

"Yes, M'lady!" Lily said with wide eyes. She pulled out the equivalent of a Zalanwian cell phone and made the call.

"I'll most likely be leaving after the recess. I am sorry that it came to this." Queen Esarosa said to the ponies.

[Sol Bella]

Twilight noticed Sun Shower's nervous behaviour. She put the book aside and approached the Sol Bellan pony, overhearing her orders to the guard.

"There's no need to waste the lives of your compatriots" - she said quietly as she walked up to the coffee-colored unicorn. - "If there will be war, the Herd will take care of it."

The purple mare noticed the tears in Sun Shower's eyes as she turned her face to her. She cautiously hugged the crying pony and whispered:

"I'm scared too, to be frank. But we'll find a way out of this nightmare, I'm absolutely sure. Don't cry."

"How can we live with ourselves if we can't even defend our allies? This is genocide. We can't just sit back. We have to do SOMETHING." Shower said, wiping the few tears she had.

The Captain interrupted. "Prime Minister Della has the transports packed. The moment that Casio makes their move, we'll make ours, he says. He wants to know if the Herd is going to be involved, or Luna's Principality. He's very angry about this. He says that if the Main Herd is involved, he will order the other Joint Chiefs to begin a retaliatory strike on United Casio. He wants TITO involved as well." he seemed to know that Twilight's moderation was being heard. "What should I tell him?"

[Urmanian]

"STOP IT!" - Twilight called out as she sprang from the floor, now unable to suppress tears trailing across her muzzle. - "What's up with you, people? The war didn't even start yet. I-I will repeat myself, the Herd will protect Hippostania at any costs, and I don't want any non-pony countries to waste their lives in this meaningless conflict. That's pony business... Just please calm down, so we can continue with the summit...Please?"

The unicorn turned over to Sun Shower and tried to make a reassuring smile once again, but that only resulted in a weary grimace. - "Tell him to join the fray only when your support would be absolutely necessary. Again, I don't want innocent lives to be wasted."

[Sol Bella]

"STOP IT!" - Twilight called out as she sprang from the floor, now unable to suppress tears trailing across her muzzle. - "What's up with you, people? The war didn't even start yet. I-I will repeat myself, the Herd will protect Hippostania at any costs, and I don't want any non-pony country to waste their lives in this meaningless conflict. That's pony business... Just please calm down, so we can continue with the summit...Please?"

The unicorn turned over to Sun Shower and tried to make a reassuring smile once again, but that only resulted in a weary grimace. - "Tell him to join the fray only when your support would be absolutely necessary. Again, I don't want innocent lives to be wasted."

The Captain recoilled a bit.

Sun Shower sighed and nodded. "Do it. Tell Della to keep the safety on for now." she said.

"Yes, ma'am." he got on his radio. "Sir, we...the negotiations are continuing. Honourable Shower suggests stayign at alert, it's still possible we're needed, but she doesn't want us to throw the first strike."

She swallowed her tears. "Sorry about that, Twilight. We're not used to discrimination like this." she said. "We concentrate so much on being Centrist and Inoffensive that when we get even a little bit, even this much, well..." she looked away.

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El Palacio Vidrio, Citio Vidrio, Sol Bella

General Gruff Heart, a pure white pegasus pony, got the report. "Hold your horses, boys, we're not movin' out just yet." he said with some dissapointment, but constraint. Several of the other officers in the room groaned. One, a Southern European-descendant human, spoke out. "Do you really think they'll attack?" " 'Course they will. Them Casioans are crazy." Gruff Heart said.

A third human general, a big-built East African man, spoke out. "I still don't see why Della doesn't just let us march in there and smack 'em up a bit. We've never liked those guys and they do nothign but bully ponies. I say no one will miss 'em if a few of those extremists go missing, eh?" some of the other generals i nthe room chuckled a little bit. A fourth officer spoke out, a deer. "My friends, we mustn't become one of them. We'll go when Della tells us to."

"Tch! Like he has the backbone for it." Gruff Heart said. "My boys (and girls) have been itchin' to get at those racist scumbags for a logn time, even before them gov't boys took notice. We just have to wait."

[Princess Luna]

"Well said, Twilight. We will stand behind our friends, if we have to. But we will give them every chance to back down from this course..." Luna said, shaking her head sadly, "the summit should continue. When we have made our case as well as possible, then we will look to do what we must, if we must."

[Zalanwi]

Queen Esarosa nods to Twilight in agreement. "I only set up defence systems. My people are on code: 'Ri'on', or in English, code: 'Ready.' We are only watching for war. I agree that this is pony-bussiness, but almost an eighth of my citizens are of pony background. If I ignore this, I could be hung. That exact thing happened when my sister, Queen Raine IV of Storms, ignored the Vampire wars." Lily hissed at bringing up the wars of her kind.

[TurtleShroom]

Mr. Kolovo stood up, "We arent getting anywhere, it seems the ponies have gone too far, you are prepostorus, Goodbye and Hippostania must prepare for all out war. He strode out gracefully and slammed the door behind him. Once again he walked down the long marble corridors, into an awaiting array of cameras. One brave young man stopped him, he stared at the furious dictator, "Mr. Kolovo how is the proceedings?" "Horrible, I have walked out, the nation of Hippostania is idiotic, war shall follow in the coming days." He sat into the black velvet-covered limo and drove off...

{OOC: plot twist! )

War was brewing and a head of state had just stormed out, vowing war. Kohl just realized who it was that stood up. He gripped the large pectoral cross rested on his chest and prayed to the Lord that the coup wouldn’t lead to a war. He remembered what happened when his people chose Total War. The nation of Barrytopia, to the north of TurtleShroom, is now an annexed sea of glass: a parking lot of guilt and woe and a de facto territory of a nation that singlehandedly nuked hundreds of thousands of Barrytopians off the earth for the acts of a rogue terrorist network from it.

“War ain’t the ans-suh… war ain’t the ans-uh.”
Kohl said, his expression changing from his scowl to fear, as the delegates- particularly the ponies –discussed to each other. His usual trembling escalated until he was visibly shaking. He didn’t dare get up, even after the recess was called. He was too busy just sitting there, fearing that the actions of some evil horses would doom an entire realm… just like it did his own.

Kohl called for one of the Ponies from either Hippostania or Luna. One came to his call, and he looked to the ponies and took off his glasses, gazing at them with deep red eyes.

“Hawses…” he said to the pony, “Don’t… don’t let there be no war… my people are familiar with this sorta’ thing. See, we were bombed by terrorists from the Land of Power’s Barrytopia- sorta’ like Bigtopia n’ Maxtopia that comes with every region –and we lost our entire line of succession to tha Chancellors. Everyone to receive our nation’s highest office, all of ‘em… were sent to the Promised Land. Now, the nation of United Casio is gone to stereotype all of Hippostania as what he just saw… -and I fear tha worst. We did the same thing………… -and now, Land of Power’s Barrytopia ain’t nothin’ but…. a sea uh glass.”

He shook his head.

“We ‘gotta stop this. Ya’ll speak-uh harmony… I think it’s time that TurtleShroom n’ ya’ll form an unholy alliance to stop a butcherin’ of your people. If recognizin’ a coup as legitimate is what must be done to save a massacre from comin’…”

Kohl sighed and put his glasses back on. He rubbed a hand through his combed over hair and messed it up big time as he searched in his robe for a pen. Human, looking on, pulled into his shell and reappeared with a pen that he had somehow kept in the folds of flesh in his shell. Kohl took it and grew teary.

“This goes against all I was sent to do fer my nation…”

He pulled out an ornate, but blank sheet of paper and scribbled some writing on it.

“What I propose here is a recognition of the legitimacy of the Transitional Pony Council of Hippostania by the Holy Republic of TurtleShroom. It will not remove our embargoes or anythin’, but it’ll provide my people the necessary legalities to set up embassies and contacts with ya’ll to stave off this here war that’s about to come.”

The pony looked at Kohl, not responding.

“Folks are getting’ outraged ‘bout all this and seem real insulted-like fer your claims to be relatively untouchable n’ stuff. As a formerly militant nation, let me tell ya’ll that such a thing gets trouble. It’s insultin’ to honuh, and nothin’ is worse than insultin’ a militant nation’s honuh.”

Human Johnson nodded and stretched his neck out to look at the pony. He pointed a claw in the general direction of the paper.

“Signin’ this here will get yer legitimacy before the eyes of our people. I will make contacts to the homeland while Kohl here continues doin’ what he’s a-doin’. In the end, we’re ‘gonna try and convince our bosses to ship three nookular weapons to yer people to stop United Casio with the TurtleShroomer staple of peace through superior far-power.”

“We’re givin ya’ll nukes.”

“Exactly.”

Kohl slid the paper to the pony. It was white and had yellow

THE HOLY REPUBLIC OF TURTLESHROOM
FROM THE DESK OF THOSE WITH ABSOLUTE POWER OF ATTORNEY
TO ACT AS THE GOVERNMENT

The Holy Republic of TurtleShroom hereby recognizes the Transitional Pony Council of Hippostania as the legitimate government of Hippostania for the next six months without question.

All embargoes and restrictions unaltered, the Republic will nonetheless establish full diplomatic communications with the realm and will be empowered to arm and aid it as it would any sovereign nation in need.

X_____________

“We’re empowered to act on behalf of all of TurtleShroom. Sign this… -and there’s no lookin’ back.”

He extended a hand for a handshake and the pen for signing.

“What’cha say, haws?”

[Princess Luna]

Luna looked at the Hippostani pony, "I'm not able to sign it for you of course, but I sincerly endorse this plan. Even if you don't want the nuclear weapons, the recognition will help immensely."

OOC: And with that brief post, goodnight!

[Sol Bella]

Sun Shower smiled happily and looked up with approval at the delegate from TurtleShroom. She looked over at Toffee and smiled brighter. It was good to know that they had friends...sort of. "Nukes or not, this just got a lot better. Appears as though we're not alone in this, Ms. Toffee."

[Lykosia]

Skye and Jaeger had been speechless during the conference, and even the recess. They have failed to prevent war, especially with Kolovo from United Casio left. They knew what was coming. And all out war? It's too hasty to them with the fact that the ponies cannot go back to their original place. "Annihilation, Jaeger...we failed," Skye said to the sapient wolf. His expression changed from calm like usual, to fear. "I know, sir."

"It's useless, there's some human and non-human, in this case ponies, discrimination around here," Skye remarked, placing his head on his arms. He didn't like it when it comes to that sort of thing. Lykosia has proved that humans and non-humans could live together in harmony. In this case, it seems that the human nations just want to wage war with the ponies. They'll hardly came into a solution. "Indeed. Then nothing can prevent a war like this," Jaeger added.

"We cannot let them attack the ponies, not until we reach a solution," Skye said shakily while opened his suitcase and took out a brown folder with a red 'Top Secret' stamp on it. "I have ordered the LNAF to deploy some Topol-M in Sonora and Volkastia. That should be enough for a war, if they really want a war. But I hope we don't have to use them..." he sighed deeply.

Took the folder with him, he stood up and walked to the ponies delegates. He took a deep breath before he speak to calm him down. "Uh, excuse me?" he said to them to get their attention. "Please, don't let the war broke out...you don't know how war feels like. We gotta stop this," he said as he dropped the folder on the table. "Sadly those human nations are too stubborn to make peace. We have wrote this before the summit just in case. We're changing side," Skye opened the folder.

To: Transitional Pony Council of Hippostania
From: The Republican Government of the Unitary Republic of Lykosia
Classification: TOP SECRET

We have prepared this letter for you before the summit in case of things not going well in the conference. Although we're originally in a neutral stance, but we have examined the whole situation, thanks to our intels.

Hereby Lykosia will send any available aids/assistances to Hippostania. We will give you military support to defend your soil in case of the war broke. We also willing to send weapons to your nations, especially defensive weapons. However, Lykosia cannot promise a full military assistance for this matter.

Considering the human nations embargoes towards Hippostania, we are also ready to give you any economic and financial assistances.

Our stance is now clear, we condemn any attacks from human nations, whatever the reason. If you need other assistance, feel free to ask for it and we will consider your request.

Signed,
Edgar 'Phantom' Skye
President of the Unitary Republic of Lykosia

[Zalanwi]

Lily came up behind Queen Esarosa and poked her. Esarosa turned to the vampire and missed most of what was said by President Skye, other than the fact that he was now on their side.

"Yes, Lily?" Esarosa asked.

"Can I pet the puppy?" Lily whispered, gesturing to the sapient wolf.

"No!" Esarosa almost yelled. "That is so rude! It's like walking up to another vampire and asking to touch their fangs! You better pray to Ihnuu-Kal that he didn't hear you or, so help me Goddess, I will-will.. do somthing that will make you wish you were being burnt at the stake!" Lily flinched and ducked her head.

"Yes, Madam. Sorry, Madam." Lily mumbled as she slowly stepped back.

Edit:(ooc: goin to bed)

[The City Of Aurora]

(OOC: Since the relevant participients missed this, I'll just take a more direct approach.)

Pavilon

His approach having been missed by the apparent hysterical inclination of the Ponies in response to the unfolding situation, going unnoticed amongst the tears and hugging, he huffed in a decidedly childish manner and stalked off; draining his coffee and thrusting the empty cup and saucer upon a passing servant. His guard and assistant following quietly behind him, they exited out of the grand marble hallway and departed into the front of the palace, the sudden appearance of reporters in front of him stunned him, he had forgotten about their likely presence; with flashes going off around him and reporters waving their microphones in his direction he took the opportunity to gather his thoughts.

"What's the state of the negotia-"
"Will you be joining the war along with United Casio!?"
"How do you think the public will react to the Pony invasio-"
"What nation are you from again?"
"What can you tell us about Pony antagonists!?

He clenched his hands behind his back, how he dearly hated western media, like vultures, no dignity of greater mandate to assist society; he took a deep breath, pausing to ensure they were quiet whilst he was talking.

"The situation is far more complicated than can be presently summed up, no less to the lovers of the succinct like yourselves. My people, the Auroran's, will be taking a pragmatic approach to this, consequently, we have neither established ourselves as supporters or antagonists, allies or enemies, rather, we seek a solution. Hopefully there will be further contact with all parties to help resolve this situation in the future; for now, that is all I have to sa-"

Has the summit stalled to a halt then!?
These talks have accomplished noth-"
Is Aurora shirking it's responsibilities!
Will you be in contact with United Casio!?

Qasim waved his hand's dismissively at them and walked onwards towards the car that would whisk the Auroran delegation back off to their aircraft, as the media jostled in close for pictures and bombarded him with questions his guard acted to ensure he and his guide made it there unhindered. In the jostle and noise, the yelps and howls of dismay of three photographers that got too close went unheard as the Guard deftly tripped two of them over and kicked another in the shins; sleek and unnoticed, by the time the crowd dispersed and the car hurtled off only two reporters picking themselves up and another howling with pain surrounded by two confused colleagues gave an indication of what transpired.

Arriving back onto the "A.A.A.C.0.0.0.1" he settled back onto his battered seat and pulled out his laptop, sighing as he reflected on the lack of progress which had been attained, he passed a set of notes to his assistant, "Can you compile the report to be faxed back to the Authority please, I need to tap up a few pointers and make a few calls."

Two hours and numerous cups of tea later, he put the phone down, finishing up his last call to the High Priest himself and settling back, his job done, safely passed on for now to others, he allowed himself to doze off into a deep sleep.

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Directed To Selected Pony Sympathisers And Pony Nations As Established By The Virginian Summit
Dispatched From The Borderlands Of The City Of Aurora
Addressed To Relevant
Return Address From The Auroran Authorities
From The Hand Of Indra Of Murkai, High Priest

Your Illustriousnesses,

As the summit comes to a close, and, having achieved nothing other than to fuel the antagonism and mis-understanding of those taking part, the City Of Aurora feels it prudent to extend the firm hand of collaboration in what may prove to be turbulent times. As such, we invite Pony sympathising nation's and Pony controlled realms to dispatch a delegate, or their leader if they are free in these busy times, to the City Of Aurora for a conference on launching a project to accelerate our collective understanding, with the assistance of Pony realms, in order to bring understanding and calm to the international scene.

For those that are interested in such a proposal, we look forwards to hearing from you, we have set the date for three days time, we shall supply a research representative, whilst we encourage others to bring someone suited for this monumental task in investigative science.

Sincere Regards And Expectations,
Indra Of Murkai, High Priest Of The Auroran Authorities,

[Sol Bella]

(OOC: Since the relevant participients missed this, I'll just take a more direct approach.)

Pavilon

His approach having been missed by the apparent hysterical inclination of the Ponies in response to the unfolding situation, going unnoticed amongst the tears and hugging, he huffed in a decidedly childish manner and stalked off; draining his coffee and thrusting the empty cup and saucer upon a passing servant. His guard and assistant following quietly behind him, they exited out of the grand marble hallway and departed into the front of the palace, the sudden appearance of reporters in front of him stunned him, he had forgotten about their likely presence; with flashes going off around him and reporters waving their microphones in his direction he took the opportunity to gather his thoughts.

"What's the state of the negotia-"
"Will you be joining the war along with United Casio!?"
"How do you think the public will react to the Pony invasio-"
"What nation are you from again?"
"What can you tell us about Pony antagonists!?

He clenched his hands behind his back, how he dearly hated western media, like vultures, no dignity of greater mandate to assist society; he took a deep breath, pausing to ensure they were quiet whilst he was talking.

"The situation is far more complicated than can be presently summed up, no less to the lovers of the succinct like yourselves. My people, the Auroran's, will be taking a pragmatic approach to this, consequently, we have neither established ourselves as supporters or antagonists, allies or enemies, rather, we seek a solution. Hopefully there will be further contact with all parties to help resolve this situation in the future; for now, that is all I have to sa-"

Has the summit stalled to a halt then!?
These talks have accomplished noth-"
Is Aurora shirking it's responsibilities!
Will you be in contact with United Casio!?

Qasim waved his hand's dismissively at them and walked onwards towards the car that would whisk the Auroran delegation back off to their aircraft, as the media jostled in close for pictures and bombarded him with questions his guard acted to ensure he and his guide made it there unhindered. In the jostle and noise, the yelps and howls of dismay of three photographers that got too close went unheard as the Guard deftly tripped two of them over and kicked another in the shins; sleek and unnoticed, by the time the crowd dispersed and the car hurtled off only two reporters picking themselves up and another howling with pain surrounded by two confused colleagues gave an indication of what transpired.

Arriving back onto the "A.A.A.C.0.0.0.1" he settled back onto his battered seat and pulled out his laptop, sighing as he reflected on the lack of progress which had been attained, he passed a set of notes to his assistant, "Can you compile the report to be faxed back to the Authority please, I need to tap up a few pointers and make a few calls."

Two hours and numerous cups of tea later, he put the phone down, finishing up his last call to the High Priest himself and settling back, his job done, safely passed on for now to others, he allowed himself to doze off into a deep sleep.

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Directed To Selected Pony Sympathisers And Pony Nations As Established By The Virginian Summit
Dispatched From The Borderlands Of The City Of Aurora
Addressed To Relevant
Return Address From The Auroran Authorities
From The Hand Of Indra Of Murkai, High Priest

Your Illustriousnesses,

As the summit comes to a close, and, having achieved nothing other than to fuel the antagonism and mis-understanding of those taking part, the City Of Aurora feels it prudent to extend the firm hand of collaboration in what may prove to be turbulent times. As such, we invite Pony sympathising nation's and Pony controlled realms to dispatch a delegate, or their leader if they are free in these busy times, to the City Of Aurora for a conference on launching a project to accelerate our collective understanding, with the assistance of Pony realms, in order to bring understanding and calm to the international scene.

For those that are interested in such a proposal, we look forwards to hearing from you, we have set the date for three days time, we shall supply a research representative, whilst we encourage others to bring someone suited for this monumental task in investigative science.

Sincere Regards And Expectations,
Indra Of Murkai, High Priest Of The Auroran Authorities,

Sol Bellan Communications Room, El Palacio Vidrio, El Citio Vidrio, Sol Bella

Another diplomat read over the telegram that had been sent out by the City of Aurora (white kemonomimi, if you must know) and brought it to the Prime Minister, who read it over as well.

To: City of Aurora
From: The Most Serene Republic of Sol Bella
Subject: Re: Conference

We, the Most Serene Republic, will send a delegate to the second conference. As much as we look like we do, we do not want war. The eagerness to engage United Casio is merely out of ethno-patriotism among the ponies and long-running bad blood for others. If this conference can hold a second chance for peace between our nations- pony and otherwise- then we will attend.

-Sol Bellan Senate

[Hippostania]

Toffee looked at the TurtleShroomian representative, not knowing what to say. She briefly glanced behind her where Princess Luna and Twilight were, who nodded approvingly. Toffee said ''Well.. I suppose this is a good deal. We accept it''

[TurtleShroom]

"Excellent."

Having consented to the treaty, Human Johnson noticed the ponies couldn't write. He whispered to the bodyguards, who nodded. They went over to the pony delegate and placed a pen in her mouth. Instructing her to lower it and make scribbles, she managed to "sign" the document. Copying the motion, the other pony took the pen and scrawled a "signature" on the document.

"You can keep the pen." a guard said, sort of disgusted at the horse slobber that was bound to be on the pen.

"Yer government is recognizes as the sole legal government over Hippostania for tha next sis months. Plenty of time to stave a war off and then get yer high tails 'outta the government and restore the real regime."

The ponies rolled their eyes, but nodded.

"Let it be re-stated that I don't like ya'll, and Human there don't like ya'll, and TurtleShroom ain't 'gonna be pleased that we had ta do this. So let me say it again: we are ONLY sidin' with ya'll to prevent a human bloodbath. We are ONLY doin' this to protect millions 'a people- and hawses, I guess -from what Barrytopia went through when we waged war. We don't trust ya'll in the slightest and we're especially discomforted by ya'll scarin' us with claims-a magic, only ta reveal that it was just some big fancy science. I'm sick ta mah stomach. Good Lawd Almighty, this is so WRONG. So don't get any ideas. You're lucky this papuh's like an oath."

Kohl scowled at the ponies and made the "I'm watching you" gesture with two fingers. He pushed the glasses up his nose and walked off. Human Johnson looked to the ponies and nodded. He rolled the paper up and tied it with some string, and slid it into his robe. Bowing in respect, he walked off, grumbling angrily about an Unholy Alliance.

Noticing the ponies crying, Human Johnson looked stoically at the horses in front of him.

"If ya'll are expectin' sympathy, ya'll shoulda considered that 'fore ya invaded a place with them evil portals. We feel no pity. If anything, war's the right thing ta do. Howevuh, ya'll saw how that there emperor acts. I heard he was doin' the Macarena on a table before we got here. -'Cause of that, we will do what we can to prevent a bloodbath. Folks like them Casionites inevitably make bloodbaths... -and we were there too. Now, you stay right thar, and I'll fax the scribbled up document ta TurtleShroom along with detailed reasons as ta why we're legitimatizing you fer six months."

---

Kohl, meanwhile, walked around the halls looking for someone to talk to, trying to ease a mixture of nausea and guilt he had for even thinking about sympathizing with those ponies.

{OOC: In case you didn't get the hint in that last sentence: I'd like someone to interact with my characters. }

[Urmanian]

OOC: Ponies can write...

[Sol Bella]

"Excellent."

Having consented to the treaty, Human Johnson noticed the ponies couldn't write. He whispered to the bodyguards, who nodded. They went over to the pony delegate and placed a pen in her mouth. Instructing her to lower it and make scribbles, she managed to "sign" the document. Copying the motion, the other pony took the pen and scrawled a "signature" on the document.

"You can keep the pen." a guard said, sort of disgusted at the horse slobber that was bound to be on the pen.

"Yer government is recognizes as the sole legal government over Hippostania for tha next sis months. Plenty of time to stave a war off and then get yer high tails 'outta the government and restore the real regime."

The ponies rolled their eyes, but nodded.

"Let it be re-stated that I don't like ya'll, and Human there don't like ya'll, and TurtleShroom ain't 'gonna be pleased that we had ta do this. So let me say it again: we are ONLY sidin' with ya'll to prevent a human bloodbath. We are ONLY doin' this to protect millions 'a people- and hawses, I guess -from what Barrytopia went through when we waged war. We don't trust ya'll in the slightest and we're especially discomforted by ya'll scarin' us with claims-a magic, only ta reveal that it was just some big fancy science. I'm sick ta mah stomach. Good Lawd Almighty, this is so WRONG. So don't get any ideas. You're lucky this papuh's like an oath."

Kohl scowled at the ponies and made the "I'm watching you" gesture with two fingers. He pushed the glasses up his nose and walked off. Human Johnson looked to the ponies and nodded. He rolled the paper up and tied it with some string, and slid it into his robe. Bowing in respect, he walked off, grumbling angrily about an Unholy Alliance.

Noticing the ponies crying, Human Johnson looked stoically at the horses in front of him.

"If ya'll are expectin' sympathy, ya'll shoulda considered that 'fore ya invaded a place with them evil portals. We feel no pity. If anything, war's the right thing ta do. Howevuh, ya'll saw how that there emperor acts. I heard he was doin' the Macarena on a table before we got here. -'Cause of that, we will do what we can to prevent a bloodbath. Folks like them Casionites inevitably make bloodbaths... -and we were there too. Now, you stay right thar, and I'll fax the scribbled up document ta TurtleShroom along with detailed reasons as ta why we're legitimatizing you fer six months."

---

Kohl, meanwhile, walked around the halls looking for someone to talk to, trying to ease a mixture of nausea and guilt he had for even thinking about sympathizing with those ponies.

{OOC: In case you didn't get the hint in that last sentence: I'd like someone to interact with my characters. }

(I would, but I gtg for now X3)

Sun Shower had calmed down already at this point. "Sorry, I'm not from the portals. My family's lived in Sol Bella for hundreds of years. We thank you, Turtle Shroom. All of us."

[TurtleShroom]

Sun Shower had calmed down already at this point. "Sorry, I'm not from the portals. My family's lived in Sol Bella for hundreds of years. We thank you, Turtle Shroom. All of us."

"Yer welcome. Don't remind us." Human Johnson said, a look of disgust on his little turtle face. "Ya know, it was Jesus, He said to help even those ya despise. He said that peace beat war. He said that anyone can like their friends, but only the greatest can go a-likin' the unlikable. We don't want no bloodbath... we're doin' this ta stop the bloodbath. Not 'cause we like you. To stop a bloodbath."

[Great Nepal]

Bibek narrowed his eyes at Johnson as he signed the agreement, "have you got scyopathis?" he questioned perhaps quite loudly before whispering, "You are making alliance with these overgrown horses and betraying humanity? If there is a war, overgrown horses are going to be swimming in their own blood not humans. "

[TurtleShroom]

Bibek narrowed his eyes at Johnson as he signed the agreement, "Have you got psychopathis?" he questioned perhaps quite loudly before whispering, "You are making alliance with these overgrown horses and betraying humanity?"

The turtle twitched a bit, hearing the delegate's comment. He turned to face the Nepalese delegate and looked to him.

"This ain't no alliance. We hate to do this, but it's the right thing ta do. This is a means of stavin' off a bloodbath of mankind 'cause of these horses. The Good Lord has taught my people that even if mushrooms and turtles share in ruling a nation, there's but one master species. God vested Dominion over all the world to humans. The fact that He allowed us to rule with them is confirmation, 'cause if we didn't make our human brothers and sisters- in Christ and otherwise -equal to us turtles and them mushrooms, God would take His hand off-a TurtleShroom and bless a war to establish actual supremacy. -'Course, I'm talkin' to a Great Nepalese man. I've heard 'bout ya'll."


Human Johnson turned himself back around to face the matters at hand. He didn't here the last part..........

"If there is a war, overgrown horses are going to be swimming in their own blood, not humans."

[Zalanwi]

"Excellent."

Having consented to the treaty, Human Johnson noticed the ponies couldn't write. He whispered to the bodyguards, who nodded. They went over to the pony delegate and placed a pen in her mouth. Instructing her to lower it and make scribbles, she managed to "sign" the document. Copying the motion, the other pony took the pen and scrawled a "signature" on the document.

"You can keep the pen." a guard said, sort of disgusted at the horse slobber that was bound to be on the pen.

"Yer government is recognizes as the sole legal government over Hippostania for tha next sis months. Plenty of time to stave a war off and then get yer high tails 'outta the government and restore the real regime."

The ponies rolled their eyes, but nodded.

"Let it be re-stated that I don't like ya'll, and Human there don't like ya'll, and TurtleShroom ain't 'gonna be pleased that we had ta do this. So let me say it again: we are ONLY sidin' with ya'll to prevent a human bloodbath. We are ONLY doin' this to protect millions 'a people- and hawses, I guess -from what Barrytopia went through when we waged war. We don't trust ya'll in the slightest and we're especially discomforted by ya'll scarin' us with claims-a magic, only ta reveal that it was just some big fancy science. I'm sick ta mah stomach. Good Lawd Almighty, this is so WRONG. So don't get any ideas. You're lucky this papuh's like an oath."

Kohl scowled at the ponies and made the "I'm watching you" gesture with two fingers. He pushed the glasses up his nose and walked off. Human Johnson looked to the ponies and nodded. He rolled the paper up and tied it with some string, and slid it into his robe. Bowing in respect, he walked off, grumbling angrily about an Unholy Alliance.

Noticing the ponies crying, Human Johnson looked stoically at the horses in front of him.

"If ya'll are expectin' sympathy, ya'll shoulda considered that 'fore ya invaded a place with them evil portals. We feel no pity. If anything, war's the right thing ta do. Howevuh, ya'll saw how that there emperor acts. I heard he was doin' the Macarena on a table before we got here. -'Cause of that, we will do what we can to prevent a bloodbath. Folks like them Casionites inevitably make bloodbaths... -and we were there too. Now, you stay right thar, and I'll fax the scribbled up document ta TurtleShroom along with detailed reasons as ta why we're legitimatizing you fer six months."

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Kohl, meanwhile, walked around the halls looking for someone to talk to, trying to ease a mixture of nausea and guilt he had for even thinking about sympathizing with those ponies.

{OOC: In case you didn't get the hint in that last sentence: I'd like someone to interact with my characters. }

Queen Esarosa noticed Kohl leave and got up to follow. She motioned for Lily to stay.

"Sir!" she called. He stopped and turned around. "I wanted to thank you. I know you and your friend don't like the ponies very much and it means a lot to me that you are willing to look past that to try and stop a war." She looked over her sholder to make sure Kavon had followed her before looking back at Kohl. "If TurtleShroom ever needs medical assistance, you can count on Zalanwi to be there." Esarosa bowed slightly to Kohl.

[Hippostania]

CLASSIFIED - For Minister of Defence and Minister of Homeland Security only
From: Toffee Clearlight, Chairman of the Transitional Pony Council
To: Ministers of Defence and Homeland Security

Following the immidiate threat of an attack against the Pony Republic of Hippostania, I will hereby raise the DEFCON level from 4 to 2. I will also advice the Department of Homeland Security to raise the alert level from guarded to severe. Full anti-air readiness within the Coastal Hippostania must be achieved within 48 hours, and in important areas such as Waverley and Sudport, all anti-air guns, missiles, Avengers and M6 Bradley Linebackers must be readied within 24 hours. I also advice that all non-essential border crossings should be closed within 3-6 hours, and heavy security should be in place on all border crossings that remain open.
All available troops in the provinces of Northcoast, Capital District, Southwest Hippostania and Rutland must be readied for combat as soon as possible, troops in the provinces of Wokinghamshire, Croydonshire, Midlands, Lothian and Bas-Riviere must be in heightened state of alert too.

[TurtleShroom]

Kohl turned to see the attractive head of state speak. He listened intently and smiled the kind of smile a grandfather would give when his grandchild praised him.

"Think nothin' of it, ma'am." the towering human replied, bowing humbly in response. "If we are ta be called a Christian nation, we gots ta ACT like one. May no bloodbath happen on their soil."

He paused before walking away,having realized just who spoke to him, and bowed a second time.

"I am honored for yer commendation, yer Majesty. We will take yer consideration ta heart and contact Congress about diplomatic relations as soon as this here war is staved off."

[Zalanwi]

Kohl turned to see the attractive head of state speak. He listened intently and smiled the kind of smile a grandfather would give when his grandchild praised him.

"Think nothin' of it, ma'am." the towering human replied, bowing humbly in response. "If we are ta be called a Christian nation, we gots ta ACT like one. May no bloodbath happen on their soil."

He paused before walking away,having realized just who spoke to him, and bowed a second time.

"I am honored for yer commendation, yer Majesty. We will take yer consideration ta heart and contact Congress about diplomatic relations as soon as this here war is staved off."

Esarosa nodded and smiled. "I'll make sure my secretary is watching for your nation's letter." She turned and started to walk away.

"Madam, why did you offer aid to a country that has been nothing but truble?" Kavon asked.

"They're Christians. They have good hearts, even if they don't always show it. Besides," Esarosa grinned, "I like turtles."