A Zeonic Christmas/Holiday Party! (IC, Open in OOC)

[The Chuck]

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Jan abruptly noticed the greeks staring at them and switched to Middle High German.

"Hans. Greek hoplites, spears, 50 meters."
"Give em a show?"
"You bet."
Jan produced an accordion, while Hans began striking his feet against the floor, producing the familiar 'rockcrusher' sound made by a jackboot.
"Eins!"
"Zwei!"
"Drei!"
The two proceeded to launch into a duet of 'Auf Kreta'.

OOC: A bad translation of the lyrics, but it should give you an idea of what they're singing.

After conversing with the King and Queen of the Polish Prussian Commonwealth, Walter headed over to the bar to get a drink. At the bar he was pleasantly surprised to see a large selection of alcohols and upon revising them he settled on a tumbler of Jameson 25 year Red Breast. After getting his drink he noticed a couple Polish Prussian guards getting into the festive spirit so he walked on over to watch.

[United Celtic Peoples]

Hans smiled. "Thank you. I actually know a few Irish songs, but I'll let you have the spotlight."
Jan shrugged. "Give me the name and I will play it."

"Well, I'm sure ye'll recognise this one then. And no offense, but it'd be better off if I was singer. Feel free ta' join in with yer' 'cordion if it makes ye feel comfortable. That's fine, aye? Roight. Boys, over 'ere..." Michael called out as two guards, their guns slung over their shoulders and replaced with a tin whistle and an acoustic guitar, Michael himself clearing his throat as he grabbed a banjo from Guiscard.

"Roight, lads! Take it from the top!" He said as he and the guitar-playing soldier started playing 'Come Out Ye Black and Tans'

As the guests piled in, congregated, and laid gifts and gave to others, Char came upon the end of the ballroom hall, with small televisions about the halls and one large one by the entrance broadcasting him across the palace as a grand opening to the festivities. Outside, six more Geara Zulus landed themselves out and around the tree, acting as both decoration and serving as guards to the palace itself. On the screen, he readies the mic in front of him as Angelo stood by him, with his reindeer horns atop his head, while Nanai was in the back of the shot holding her daughter from running away to go and see the guests just yet!

"Ladies, Gentlemen, and all others whom have come tonight! I am your host, Char Aznable, leader of the Imperium of Zeon, and I will like to announce that the buffet is now officially opened: especially after it seems that someone already opened it for themselves. Lounges are down the right hall of the palace, and out the back is for any outside dining. I will be at the head table meant for national leaders. I shall allow all to my table, however every other guest and guard can sit elsewhere. For now, enjoy yourself all. No armed conflict unless it's on the dueling grounds out back. But now...Dance! Sing! Eat! And have a wonderful holiday, everyone!"

The camera cuts to a feed of the Christmas tree on outside, as Char walks on off to gather his food at the buffet, with Nanai following, their daughter Muller being placed on down as she toddled on off to look at all of the visitors coming on in! Angelo, of course on babysitter duty, went and began following the girl in case she got in trouble!

At the buffet, the Ple clones dressed as servants alongside a seemingly strange and off teenager whom seemed... Distant. Like a part of him was gone... well, they were off setting the buffet up, as Kokichi more then likely knocks over a couple of the young women! Char gives a light sigh, and gets to putting grilled chicken on his plate. "This really will be a long day..."

"Aye, buffet's on, lads! That means grub, right?" Tavish chuckled.

"Later, Tavish. Be civil about this. At least until after Michael is done." Wurgent urged. "We don't want you screwing it up for us again."

"Awwww... yer' no fun." Tavish said.

[Socialist Communist States]

Kokichi, who was stuffing his pocket full of the food and mindlessly pushing past everyone, including the young women, not even giving people time to indulge in what was on the table. When he finally stopped, his pockets looked comically full. There was even a bit of gravy pouring out his pockets.

While that was happening, Gore, who had secretly stolen someone's plate of food, save for the plate itself, had been nosing around the place, partially pretending to look for ManBearPig. He sighed heavily. Gore did not want to be around Kokichi at the moment, for he was too busy making a lot of noise and bringing an unnecessary attention to himself. He noticed that many leaders were partaking in their own little sing-a-long. The Vice President found it rather amusing, but wouldn't mind actually doing something like that. So, he looked around to see where the music player/DJ/band or whatever it was that played music was.

[Afrikaaners Ryk]

As the Afrikaaners then walked off to the dining table where everyone was, he looked over to find the food was mostly gone, with Kokichi greedily going out the door with his pockets full, the war criminals looking back with an annoyed look. Velding actually drew his pistol and pointed it at the man-girl-pig, but Pieter pushed his hand down as Velding groaned and put it back in his jacket.

"Well, that spoils the bloody thing, doesn't it?" Pieter said in annoyance.

"Not to worry, lads! I did a bit of hunting a few weeks ago, bagged myself some nice catch for the Christmas season!" Williem Barnard called out in the distance as a wheeled crate was being pushed through the doors, carefully swerving its' way to the door nearest to where Char would sit, Barnard himself carrying a Remington 700 hunting rifle over his shoulder as he looked over to the host.

"Tell your cooks to gather some of this fine and exquisite meat and cook it well. Not all that difficult either; it's just elusive gemsbok, wildebeest and other wild cattle, lions, some fowls, ducks, goose and turkey, and even captured ponykin on the side. Don't worry; it's all fresh and processed." Barnard said as he sat down nearby, the Afrikaaners following, putting his gun in one hand. "Now then; where do I put my gat?"

[Socialist Communist States]

As the Afrikaaners then walked off to the dining table where everyone was, he looked over to find the food was mostly gone, with Kokichi greedily going out the door with her pockets full, the war criminals looking back with an annoyed look. Velding actually drew his pistol and pointed it at the girl, but Pieter pushed his hand down as Velding groaned and put it back in his jacket.

"Well, that spoils the bloody thing, doesn't it?" Pieter said in annoyance.

"Not to worry, lads! I did a bit of hunting a few weeks ago, bagged myself some nice catch for the Christmas season!" Williem Barnard called out in the distance as a wheeled crate was being pushed through the doors, carefully swerving its' way to the door nearest to where Char would sit, Barnard himself carrying a Remington 700 hunting rifle over his shoulder as he looked over to the host.

"Tell your cooks to gather some of this fine and exquisite meat and cook it well. Not all that difficult either; it's just elusive gemsbok, wildebeest, some cattle, some fowls, ducks, goose and turkey, and even captured ponykin on the side. Don't worry; it's all fresh and processed." Barnard said as he sat down nearby, the Afrikaaners following, putting his gun in one hand. "Now then; where do I put my gat?"

OOC: Kokichi is male. Though, I understand why you thought that.

[United Celtic Peoples]

Kokichi, who was stuffing his pocket full of the food and mindlessly pushing past everyone, including the young women, not even giving people time to indulge in what was on the table. When he finally stopped, his pockets looked comically full. There was even a bit of gravy pouring out his pockets.

While that was happening, Gore, who had secretly stolen someone's plate of food, save for the plate itself, had been nosing around the place, partially pretending to look for ManBearPig. He sighed heavily. Gore did not want to be around Kokichi at the moment, for he was too busy making a lot of noise and bringing an unnecessary attention to himself. He noticed that many leaders were partaking in their own little sing-a-long. The Vice President found it rather amusing, but wouldn't mind actually doing something like that. So, he looked around to see where the music player/DJ/band or whatever it was that played music was.

Guiscard and Bradwr looked over aside, and saw Gore walking to appreciate the show. The two looked at each other for a moment, before Guiscard himself grew a nasty grin.

"Err... hey, Kerrain? What's with the creepy smile?" Bradwr asked.

"I just got the idea for the perfect ruse." Guiscard whispered, as he then walked over to Gore.

"Hey, monsieur! You're Al Gore, no? You're looking for... the ManBearPig?" Guiscard said calmly

[The Zeonic Imperium]

As the Afrikaaners then walked off to the dining table where everyone was, he looked over to find the food was mostly gone, with Kokichi greedily going out the door with his pockets full, the war criminals looking back with an annoyed look. Velding actually drew his pistol and pointed it at the man-girl-pig, but Pieter pushed his hand down as Velding groaned and put it back in his jacket.

"Well, that spoils the bloody thing, doesn't it?" Pieter said in annoyance.

"Not to worry, lads! I did a bit of hunting a few weeks ago, bagged myself some nice catch for the Christmas season!" Williem Barnard called out in the distance as a wheeled crate was being pushed through the doors, carefully swerving its' way to the door nearest to where Char would sit, Barnard himself carrying a Remington 700 hunting rifle over his shoulder as he looked over to the host.

"Tell your cooks to gather some of this fine and exquisite meat and cook it well. Not all that difficult either; it's just elusive gemsbok, wildebeest and other wild cattle, lions, some fowls, ducks, goose and turkey, and even captured ponykin on the side. Don't worry; it's all fresh and processed." Barnard said as he sat down nearby, the Afrikaaners following, putting his gun in one hand. "Now then; where do I put my gat?"

With a nod, Char allows them to cook up more food with their own stock! He aims on over to the kitchen area in the left hall!

"Keep the gun slung by your chair, simply just don't take it up and aim it at everyone. Meat's on the menu, it seems." He goes and takes a sip of wine procured from a winery in the asteroid colony of Axis, and wonders a bit. "Ponykin, is it? Sounds like an elusive meat. I'll have a piece of it when it's ready."

[Afrikaaners Ryk]

Williem had a hearty laugh. "Oh, no, blighty! Trust me, there'll be no need for shooting anyone here. After all, it's bloody Christmas!" the hunter said as he laid his gun beside him, then grabbing a walkie talkie. "Jan-Wouter, Spelding... contact the cooks from the La Pomme, Okbenwier, Staateatery and Rippongi resteraunts in their respective cities to aid the local cooks here." He said as two Afrikaaner guards went back out and back through the portal.

Pieter then turned to Char and laughed on the ponykin comment. "It actually quite is nice, really. It's sort of... think of pork with soy sauce. It's sort of like that. Add a bit of garlic and rosemary and you're on top of the culinary world. Fantastic bloody things, they are."

Velding had a sip of wine on the table, his eyes widening as he was impressed. "Say... this wine is of brilliant quality. What make is this, might I ask?"

[The Chuck]

While Walter Sobchak was listening to the glorious song of rebellion and independence he felt something buzz in his pocket. Reaching down past his pistol he felt his phone ringing.

"What the fuck..." muttered Walter.

Flipping open the phone he looked at it in wonder. It somehow seemed that although he was in a different dimension the cellphone still had signal since it was close to the rift that brought him here. After reading the number he realized it was his secretary, Rita. With utmost haste he walked away from the crowds to hear what was being said.

"Mr. President, the humanitarian workers in Isratine are under heavy attack from the 'crusaders', they need your immediate help or they will be overrun."

"Shit! We issued a statement against those bastards... What do the humanitarians need?"

"Sir, they are requesting the launch of a nuclear missile... Richard Ware, the reporter embedded with them, explained how the AA fire in the city is to strong and that if a nuclear device was detonated at high altitudes it would generate an EMP pulse and allow them to get helicopters through to evac the civilians..."

"Alright, send this information out through the Emergency Broadcast System. The current launch code is [Redacted], [Redacted], [Redacted], [Redacted], [Redacted], [Redacted], [Redacted]. Do you need me to return back to the country?"

"No, I think the citizens and ministers will be able to take care of this."

"Alright, God bless us tonight..." With that Walter closed his phone and returned to the festivities.

OOC: Ties in Here

[Sioperon]

As the Sioperots went by, the Queen, Leothycides and the four guards went into the dining room and sat down, the four guards laying their arms next to their chairs and the other two sitting next to each other.

"Hmm... this place sure has a wonderful air to it. Why couldn't we have nights like this back in Sioperon?" Tiva asked in wonder.

"Because we don't have the technology yet, my Queen." One of the guards responded.

"Oh, pish-posh! Maybe it's just this supposed 'seasonal spirit' I keep hearing about. I wonder who it's the spirit of?" Tiva asked.

"I don't know. But whoever it was, his sacrifice was not in vain. Now, when does food come 'round? I haven't even had breakfast back home." Leothycides asked.

"Oh, be patient, will you, dear?" Tiva asked calmly with a smile. "You're always so uptight at times like this."

"It's only my personality." the Spartan joked as he cracked a small smile.

[Socialist Communist States]

Kokichi, who was stuffing his pocket full of the food and mindlessly pushing past everyone, including the young women, not even giving people time to indulge in what was on the table. When he finally stopped, his pockets looked comically full. There was even a bit of gravy pouring out his pockets.

While that was happening, Gore, who had secretly stolen someone's plate of food, save for the plate itself, had been nosing around the place, partially pretending to look for ManBearPig. He sighed heavily. Gore did not want to be around Kokichi at the moment, for he was too busy making a lot of noise and bringing an unnecessary attention to himself. He noticed that many leaders were partaking in their own little sing-a-long. The Vice President found it rather amusing, but wouldn't mind actually doing something like that. So, he looked around to see where the music player/DJ/band or whatever it was that played music was.

Guiscard and Bradwr looked over aside, and saw Gore walking to appreciate the show. The two looked at each other for a moment, before Guiscard himself grew a nasty grin.

"Err... hey, Kerrain? What's with the creepy smile?" Bradwr asked.

"I just got the idea for the perfect ruse." Guiscard whispered, as he then walked over to Gore.

"Hey, monsieur! You're Al Gore, no? You're looking for... the ManBearPig?" Guiscard said calmly

Gore immediately took interest in what Guiscard had said. Although, Gore was partially here for ManBearPig, he was not expecting someone to talk about ManBearPig. Looking intently Guiscard, Gore said, "Yes, I am. Do you know anything about ManBearPig? Like, his location and whereabouts?"

While this was happening, Kokichi came back with his plate of food. Although, it wasn't the same food from his pockets. No sir. It was actually another guests plate. That of Bradwr's plate, when he was too busy talking to Gore to notice. "Hm, who else food should I steal," he pondered. He looked over to 'Mr Gundam' and gave a mischievous smile.

[United Celtic Peoples]

Guiscard and Bradwr looked over aside, and saw Gore walking to appreciate the show. The two looked at each other for a moment, before Guiscard himself grew a nasty grin.

"Err... hey, Kerrain? What's with the creepy smile?" Bradwr asked.

"I just got the idea for the perfect ruse." Guiscard whispered, as he then walked over to Gore.

"Hey, monsieur! You're Al Gore, no? You're looking for... the ManBearPig?" Guiscard said calmly

Gore immediately took interest in what Guiscard had said. Although, Gore was partially here for ManBearPig, he was not expecting someone to talk about ManBearPig. Looking intently Guiscard, Gore said, "Yes, I am. Do you know anything about ManBearPig? Like, his location and whereabouts?"

While this was happening, Kokichi came back with his plate of food. Although, it wasn't the same food from his pockets. No sir. It was actually another guests plate. That of Bradwr's plate, when he was too busy talking to Gore to notice. "Hm, who else food should I steal," he pondered. He looked over to 'Mr Gundam' and gave a mischievous smile.

"I know where he is. Infact..." Guiscard said as he leaned in on Gore's ear. "ManBearPig is among us right now. And better yet, I know who it is."

Meanwhile, Bradwr went back 'round to notice the food on his plate was gone. "What th-... EH? HM!? WOT!?' Bradwr called out as he adjusted a frying pan in his jacket, since he thought it'd be drastic to pull a knife. He looked around for a bit, and soon saw Kokichi with a plate that looked similar to his. Immediately, he went up to follow the young man.

[The Zeonic Imperium]

"Ah, if it's what one of the guests who're to come here later gave me, then I believe it's Phaeton Argus' Blood of Axis. An old asteroid base which Zeon used to reside in after our failed independence war. It seems to have beem able to hold life still, so Argus had it towed to his governing space and started a winery there. The grapes used were born from the soil of an asteroid and fermented by Psychoframe technology. Dated around... Two years ago, I believe."

Meanwhile, Kokicki would get a mean batting over his head with a finger flick before Bradwr could take him on, as Char's royal guard leader, Angelo Sauper, stood by him. "No ogling and plotting: only I can do such! And no more stealing! Eat what's in your pockets first."

With no more worry of what to do, Nanai decided to rest herself and sit on by Queen Tiva, whom seemed quite amazed by all she had seen from what she heard. "First time in Zeon, I presume? All the renovation was done by myself, plus the technology for the portal which brought you here. Dr. Nanai Miguel-Aznable." She introduces herself, a hand out to her for a handshake, as her daughter Muller waddled on by and hugs her mother's leg! "And my sweet princess. First time she's really got to meet others."

[Socialist Communist States]

Gore immediately took interest in what Guiscard had said. Although, Gore was partially here for ManBearPig, he was not expecting someone to talk about ManBearPig. Looking intently Guiscard, Gore said, "Yes, I am. Do you know anything about ManBearPig? Like, his location and whereabouts?"

While this was happening, Kokichi came back with his plate of food. Although, it wasn't the same food from his pockets. No sir. It was actually another guests plate. That of Bradwr's plate, when he was too busy talking to Gore to notice. "Hm, who else food should I steal," he pondered. He looked over to 'Mr Gundam' and gave a mischievous smile.

"I know where he is. Infact..." Guiscard said as he leaned in on Gore's ear. "ManBearPig is among us right now. And better yet, I know who it is."

Meanwhile, Bradwr went back 'round to notice the food on his plate was gone. "What th-... EH? HM!? WOT!?' Bradwr called out as he adjusted a frying pan in his jacket, since he thought it'd be drastic to pull a knife. He looked around for a bit, and soon saw Kokichi with a plate that looked similar to his. Immediately, he went up to follow the young man.

Gore immediately asked "Who?! Who is it!" The Vice President couldn't believe it. ManBearPig was among them. To make it worse, ManBearPig was one of them. Gore couldn't believe his luck. He thought the food was the only reason to be here, but now, his real reasons changed. He looked, with wide-yes, back at Guiscard, waiting for his answer.

Kokichi, who got back from his beating by Bradwr, and his scowling from Mr Gundam, walked away defeated, since he lost his stolen plate of food. The Ultimate Supreme Leader decided that he wold have some of his food, However, before he would, he went over to the hunting trophies that were displayed on the far corner of the room. He rather admired it. Especially the Bear head that stood proudly in the centre.

[Sioperon]

"Ah, if it's what one of the guests who're to come here later gave me, then I believe it's Phaeton Argus' Blood of Axis. An old asteroid base which Zeon used to reside in after our failed independence war. It seems to have beem able to hold life still, so Argus had it towed to his governing space and started a winery there. The grapes used were born from the soil of an asteroid and fermented by Psychoframe technology. Dated around... Two years ago, I believe."

Meanwhile, Kokicki would get a mean batting over his head with a finger flick before Bradwr could take him on, as Char's royal guard leader, Angelo Sauper, stood by him. "No ogling and plotting: only I can do such! And no more stealing! Eat what's in your pockets first."

With no more worry of what to do, Nanai decided to rest herself and sit on by Queen Tiva, whom seemed quite amazed by all she had seen from what she heard. "First time in Zeon, I presume? All the renovation was done by myself, plus the technology for the portal which brought you here. Dr. Nanai Miguel-Aznable." She introduces herself, a hand out to her for a handshake, as her daughter Muller waddled on by and hugs her mother's leg! "And my sweet princess. First time she's really got to meet others."

Tiva happily accepted the handshake as she smiled with Joy. "Pleasure to meet you. The name's Queen Tiva Monistikos of Sioperon. The muscular man sitting next to me is Leothycides of Sparta, and those lot over there are my Valkan guard." Leothycides himself responded with an acknowledging wave and a smile, the guard also giving a greeting of "Konnis!"

Tiva then looked down and saw Muller, a giggle escaping her as she looked down to the girl. "Aw, aren't you such an adorable little girl! All dressed up for the party!" She said as she finally looked back up to Nanai.

"Anyways... yeah. First time I've been to Zeon. Or, I suppose... haven't been out to anywhere far for a while. I don't really like the Romans, and the Persians kicked me out because apparently, the Shah didn't want me going into their palace barefoot and refusing to wear shoes. But really, it's nice here." Tiva said.

"Not to mention it's our first celebration of this 'Christmas' too. Although, the traditions do seem familiar to our own holiday which celebrates our anniversary." Leothycides brought up.

[United Celtic Peoples]

"I know where he is. Infact..." Guiscard said as he leaned in on Gore's ear. "ManBearPig is among us right now. And better yet, I know who it is."

Meanwhile, Bradwr went back 'round to notice the food on his plate was gone. "What th-... EH? HM!? WOT!?' Bradwr called out as he adjusted a frying pan in his jacket, since he thought it'd be drastic to pull a knife. He looked around for a bit, and soon saw Kokichi with a plate that looked similar to his. Immediately, he went up to follow the young man.

Gore immediately asked "Who?! Who is it!" The Vice President couldn't believe it. ManBearPig was among them. To make it worse, ManBearPig was one of them. Gore couldn't believe his luck. He thought the food was the only reason to be here, but now, his real reasons changed. He looked, with wide-yes, back at Guiscard, waiting for his answer.

Kokichi, who got back from his beating by Bradwr, and his scowling from Mr Gundam, walked away defeated, since he lost his stolen plate of food. The Ultimate Supreme Leader decided that he wold have some of his food, However, before he would, he went over to the hunting trophies that were displayed on the far corner of the room. He rather admired it. Especially the Bear head that stood proudly in the centre.

"Oh, I'll tell you." He said, pointing to Tavish. "You see that man over there? That's him. the ManBearPig I mean, look at the man. He's hairy, he's ugly, he's everything you could imagine of a ManBearPig. And he drinks and smells, too, so that's something you have to look out for."

"AND YA STAY AWAY FROM ME CHICKEN KIEV, YA TRAP! Dwm cyfunrywiol..."" Bradwr screamed at Kokichi as he walked back, just in time for Michael's song to end, the Celts all cheering and clapping.

[Deutschess Kaiserreich]

The Kaiserin and Rommel stood at the corner of the room drinking the worst wine ever. "Should never have brought damm Frenchie wine. They were never any good after the second Weltkreig." Rommel said.
"I would much rather drown in that crap the Russians call Vodka than drink this."
"We agree on something."
Suddenly both of them stopped talking for a moment. "Victoria we have to talk about us. We haven't talked about us."
"You know what I think I saw Walter. Bye Rommel"
"Victoria!" Rommel said in vail as the Kaiserin sped off.
OOC: Your turn Chuck

[The Zeonic Imperium]

"Ah, if it's what one of the guests who're to come here later gave me, then I believe it's Phaeton Argus' Blood of Axis. An old asteroid base which Zeon used to reside in after our failed independence war. It seems to have beem able to hold life still, so Argus had it towed to his governing space and started a winery there. The grapes used were born from the soil of an asteroid and fermented by Psychoframe technology. Dated around... Two years ago, I believe."

Meanwhile, Kokicki would get a mean batting over his head with a finger flick before Bradwr could take him on, as Char's royal guard leader, Angelo Sauper, stood by him. "No ogling and plotting: only I can do such! And no more stealing! Eat what's in your pockets first."

With no more worry of what to do, Nanai decided to rest herself and sit on by Queen Tiva, whom seemed quite amazed by all she had seen from what she heard. "First time in Zeon, I presume? All the renovation was done by myself, plus the technology for the portal which brought you here. Dr. Nanai Miguel-Aznable." She introduces herself, a hand out to her for a handshake, as her daughter Muller waddled on by and hugs her mother's leg! "And my sweet princess. First time she's really got to meet others."

Tiva happily accepted the handshake as she smiled with Joy. "Pleasure to meet you. The name's Queen Tiva Monistikos of Sioperon. The muscular man sitting next to me is Leothycides of Sparta, and those lot over there are my Valkan guard." Leothycides himself responded with an acknowledging wave and a smile, the guard also giving a greeting of "Konnis!"

Tiva then looked down and saw Muller, a giggle escaping her as she looked down to the girl. "Aw, aren't you such an adorable little girl! All dressed up for the party!" She said as she finally looked back up to Nanai.

"Anyways... yeah. First time I've been to Zeon. Or, I suppose... haven't been out to anywhere far for a while. I don't really like the Romans, and the Persians kicked me out because apparently, the Shah didn't want me going into their palace barefoot and refusing to wear shoes. But really, it's nice here." Tiva said.

"Not to mention it's our first celebration of this 'Christmas' too. Although, the traditions do seem familiar to our own holiday which celebrates our anniversary." Leothycides brought up.

"Why, you're always welcome to the colonies: Zeon wishes to be a welcoming land to all of our guests and allies. No matter how you are, barefoot or not, you are welcomed in open arms." She gives a smile, and looks on to her husband! "My, you're the fellow I saw on the statue down under the tree? A pleasure to see you as well! Though, I'm surprised: we really don't make statues any more in the Imperium. Mostly all goes to our mobile suit production. Yours will be sacred, however."

[Sioperon]

Tiva happily accepted the handshake as she smiled with Joy. "Pleasure to meet you. The name's Queen Tiva Monistikos of Sioperon. The muscular man sitting next to me is Leothycides of Sparta, and those lot over there are my Valkan guard." Leothycides himself responded with an acknowledging wave and a smile, the guard also giving a greeting of "Konnis!"

Tiva then looked down and saw Muller, a giggle escaping her as she looked down to the girl. "Aw, aren't you such an adorable little girl! All dressed up for the party!" She said as she finally looked back up to Nanai.

"Anyways... yeah. First time I've been to Zeon. Or, I suppose... haven't been out to anywhere far for a while. I don't really like the Romans, and the Persians kicked me out because apparently, the Shah didn't want me going into their palace barefoot and refusing to wear shoes. But really, it's nice here." Tiva said.

"Not to mention it's our first celebration of this 'Christmas' too. Although, the traditions do seem familiar to our own holiday which celebrates our anniversary." Leothycides brought up.

"Why, you're always welcome to the colonies: Zeon wishes to be a welcoming land to all of our guests and allies. No matter how you are, barefoot or not, you are welcomed in open arms." She gives a smile, and looks on to her husband! "My, you're the fellow I saw on the statue down under the tree? A pleasure to see you as well! Though, I'm surprised: we really don't make statues any more in the Imperium. Mostly all goes to our mobile suit production. Yours will be sacred, however."

"Oh, good, because I'm actually barefoot right now." Tiva said, laughing as she stuck one of her large feet out playfully for a moment before putting it back under the table. "But, nonetheless, this is a nice place to be too. I honestly wish I could live here as well, but Sioperon needs a Queen, I suppose!"

Leothycides smiled as he nodded. "Thank you. I mean, there's enough likenesses of us Spartans and Sioperots like that as it is, but it's all fine in the end. And these... mobile suits... I'm intrigued. Are like the horses of Troy, or the golems that the people of Judea speak about?"

[Socialist Communist States]

Gore immediately asked "Who?! Who is it!" The Vice President couldn't believe it. ManBearPig was among them. To make it worse, ManBearPig was one of them. Gore couldn't believe his luck. He thought the food was the only reason to be here, but now, his real reasons changed. He looked, with wide-yes, back at Guiscard, waiting for his answer.

Kokichi, who got back from his beating by Bradwr, and his scowling from Mr Gundam, walked away defeated, since he lost his stolen plate of food. The Ultimate Supreme Leader decided that he wold have some of his food, However, before he would, he went over to the hunting trophies that were displayed on the far corner of the room. He rather admired it. Especially the Bear head that stood proudly in the centre.

"Oh, I'll tell you." He said, pointing to Tavish. "You see that man over there? That's him. the ManBearPig I mean, look at the man. He's hairy, he's ugly, he's everything you could imagine of a ManBearPig. And he drinks and smells, too, so that's something you have to look out for."

"AND YA STAY AWAY FROM ME CHICKEN KIEV, YA TRAP! Dwm cyfunrywiol..."" Bradwr screamed at Kokichi as he walked back, just in time for Michael's song to end, the Celts all cheering and clapping.

Gore looked around, he couldn't see anyone who looked hairy or something. Or like ManBearPig for that moment. He turned around.

Meanwhile, Kokichi stumbled back from his recent beating from Bradwr. Kokichi was pretty annoyed from this second round of beating. "Hey! Who do you think...," but before he could finish that sentence, Kokichi slipped on some gravy that had fallen out of his pocket and crashed into the buffet table, getting food all over him, including pig with an apple in it's mouth. The Ultimate Supreme Leader, quite dazed from this, saw that his hand had gotten stuck inside the pigs mouth. A bit shocked from this, he tried to get it off, but once again stumbled stumbled on the gravy and slid back into the far wall, where he collapsed onto his rear. The shock from the crash, caused the bear hunting trophy to fall from the wall and land on top of Kokichi's head and implanted itself on him.

Gore, who had been staring the opposite direction the whole time, decided to turn around. When he did do his 180 degree turn, he was shocked, surprised, and amazed to see who it was: "ManBearPig!" Kokichi, who had just recovered from all this confusion, looked around confused. "Huh," he said dazed. He turned his direction to Gore and saw him approaching. "Aha, I have you now ManBearPig!" Kokichi looked back confused, until he realised what he meant. He had a bear hunting trophy onto of his head, a pig dish stuck to his hand, and a whole lotta food all over him. "Wait, I'm not ManBearPig," pleaded Kokichi. However, the VP was stubborn and he said "Oh, you're not fooling me ManBearPig, I finally have you, and now I shall stop you by eating you." Gore pulled out a large butcher knife and began chasing after Kokichi, who had sprinted out when Gore pulled out the butcher knife. So now, both Gore and Kokichi were running around the area.

[The Chuck]

The Kaiserin and Rommel stood at the corner of the room drinking the worst wine ever. "Should never have brought damm Frenchie wine. They were never any good after the second Weltkreig." Rommel said.
"I would much rather drown in that crap the Russians call Vodka than drink this."
"We agree on something."
Suddenly both of them stopped talking for a moment. "Victoria we have to talk about us. We haven't talked about us."
"You know what I think I saw Walter. Bye Rommel"
"Victoria!" Rommel said in vail as the Kaiserin sped off.

After Walter finished with his rather unpleasant phone-call he walked back towards the festivities. After getting a second tumbler of Jameson 25 year Red Breast he started scanning the crowds to see if he could spot any other acquaintances of his. As he was looking he noticed a lady walking quickly towards him. It took Walter a second more to realize that it was none other then Kaiserin Victoria Louise the Second. With a smile he hailed her.

"Kaiserin Victoria, how pleasant it is to see you!"

Reaching out towards her, Walter gave her a polite hug as they shook hands. As he hugged her he slipped a small envelope into her hands and whispered in her ear, "Don't open this until later when you are alone. It concerns some internal issues in your empire." As they stepped apart he asked her,

"Kaiserin could I possibly get you a drink from the bar?"

Kaiserin Victoria. I'll be short and to the point. We have reason to believe that there are hostile forces working against you in the government. An order was lodged with the McAllister Munitions Company by one "Agent Karen Schimt" for a large amount of weaponry and ammunition. In it she specifically said not to inform you and threatened the CEO of the company to keep it under wraps. However, she isn't the only one with her eyes on McAllister Munitions. Our intelligence agency was able to intercept the message before a virus destroyed the CEO's computer. I hope this information helps keep you safe.
OOC: If you are reading this and aren't Deutschess Kaiserreich, you are a sneaky little shit

[United Celtic Peoples]

"Oh, I'll tell you." He said, pointing to Tavish. "You see that man over there? That's him. the ManBearPig I mean, look at the man. He's hairy, he's ugly, he's everything you could imagine of a ManBearPig. And he drinks and smells, too, so that's something you have to look out for."

"AND YA STAY AWAY FROM ME CHICKEN KIEV, YA TRAP! Dwm cyfunrywiol..."" Bradwr screamed at Kokichi as he walked back, just in time for Michael's song to end, the Celts all cheering and clapping.

Gore looked around, he couldn't see anyone who looked hairy or something. Or like ManBearPig for that moment. He turned around.

Meanwhile, Kokichi stumbled back from his recent beating from Bradwr. Kokichi was pretty annoyed from this second round of beating. "Hey! Who do you think...," but before he could finish that sentence, Kokichi slipped on some gravy that had fallen out of his pocket and crashed into the buffet table, getting food all over him, including pig with an apple in it's mouth. The Ultimate Supreme Leader, quite dazed from this, saw that his hand had gotten stuck inside the pigs mouth. A bit shocked from this, he tried to get it off, but once again stumbled stumbled on the gravy and slid back into the far wall, where he collapsed onto his rear. The shock from the crash, caused the bear hunting trophy to fall from the wall and land on top of Kokichi's head and implanted itself on him.

Gore, who had been staring the opposite direction the whole time, decided to turn around. When he did do his 180 degree turn, he was shocked, surprised, and amazed to see who it was: "ManBearPig!" Kokichi, who had just recovered from all this confusion, looked around confused. "Huh," he said dazed. He turned his direction to Gore and saw him approaching. "Aha, I have you now ManBearPig!" Kokichi looked back confused, until he realised what he meant. He had a bear hunting trophy onto of his head, a pig dish stuck to his hand, and a whole lotta food all over him. "Wait, I'm not ManBearPig," pleaded Kokichi. However, the VP was stubborn and he said "Oh, you're not fooling me ManBearPig, I finally have you, and now I shall stop you by eating you." Gore pulled out a large butcher knife and began chasing after Kokichi, who had sprinted out when Gore pulled out the butcher knife. So now, both Gore and Kokichi were running around the area.

"Not the expected outcome, but just as good." Guiscard cracked a smile, watching Gore chase Kokichi around as Michael cheered.

"Alroight, lads? Here's another one that goes out to me homeland!" Michael cheered as he went to sing 'The Man from the Daily Mail', the man with the tin whistle now having a bodhrán drum.

[A m e n r i a]

A portal opened and three Asian women walked in. The one leading them was Guo Tianen, also known as Helen Guo, closest advisor of the Heavenly Emperor of Amenria. She was a tiny human, standing below 160 centimetres. Behind her were two of her friends, Livi Zhao, the prime minister of the Amenrian European Colony, walking gracefully in a red dress which displays her model-like figure, and Yoo Junghwa, famed sniper who kept an emotionless expression as she aimed her rifle at the sky and shot a round which exploded into colourfol confetti in midair.

[Netherspace]

Two portals appeared near the door, and two creatures walked out; a man in black and a man in yellow. The two glared at each other, simply staring for about a minute. To an observer, one might think they were communicating in some way, even though they did not move at all. Then, the man in black walked over to Char.

“Greetings, Mr. Aznable. I am Nyomesses Sothep, son of the Prophet Not-to-be-named. I understand that you’re in charge of this affair, yes?”

Meanwhile, the man in yellow stood near the door and simply watched over the event.

[The Zeonic Imperium]

"Hmmph, seems more are making quite the entrance." Char waves his hand over to the Amenrian guests, and then to the mysterious beings whom had entered into the party through what could almost feel like their own means.

"Yes, I am for certain the Mr. Aznable. I believe you're here for the party? You're indeed welcome, as it's for all. Though coming to me directly... I assume you have something for me? Be it verbally or physically, I shall take whatever you give to me." He waits patiently, looking on and observing details of the two. Psychics, color coded, and seemingly eldritch in nature, if not at least behaviorally.