by Togeria » Wed Feb 13, 2019 7:12 pm
by Sapientia Et Bellum » Wed Feb 13, 2019 8:45 pm
"We are fascists, the heirs of fascism, the fascism of the year 2000" - Il Duce Gianfranco Fini
by Parcia » Wed Feb 13, 2019 11:57 pm
by The Akarou Shogunate » Fri Feb 15, 2019 9:34 pm
by The Bio-Regional Cooperative of States » Fri Feb 15, 2019 11:44 pm
by Acerbez » Sat Feb 16, 2019 3:13 pm
by Sapientia Et Bellum » Sat Feb 16, 2019 7:11 pm
"Dear Friend, Orso Moffa
I have decided to entrust in you and your allies a mission that may prove important for the stability of Europe and the survival of our great nation. I am ordering you, and whomever you decide to be advantageous, to enter the German territory via train out of Rome. This line is likely to be heavily guarded by German troops and as such it is likely you will be stopped. The blessing of German Troops to enter the nation will be necessary for this mission to succeed so show them this letter in order to authenticate your goals in Germany. You are to proceed into Berlin via the same rail where you will request a hearing with the German government. Your mission from here is to broker peace and understanding with the German Government. A necessary part of this is the continued independence of Hungary/Romania as buffer states. This deal must extend to the Russian peoples as we are trying to broker peace in all of Europe. I wish you luck in your mission and I hope you return to Italy safely.
Sincerely, Francesco Guinta."
"We are fascists, the heirs of fascism, the fascism of the year 2000" - Il Duce Gianfranco Fini
by Parcia » Sat Feb 16, 2019 10:55 pm
by The Akarou Shogunate » Mon Feb 18, 2019 7:41 pm
Parcia wrote:In the Territorial Waters of the Shogun...
The HMS Kassandra was a former cargo ship owned by the Royal Navy and built by America during the war. She was slow, at just 20 knots, but built as an armed Merchantmen, with a lightly armored hull (this being simple reinforcements and a double hull) and a mounting for a pair of heavy guns as well as multiple machine guns. This was until said war ended, were the ship was bought by the Rhodesian Government to use as an official trading ship.
She kept her reinforcements, how ever her Standard British armaments were removed. Instead, a Privately bought pair of French 75mm Guns were mounted were the old 102mm ones were, and with a pair of 37mm Pom Pom Guns as well as a spattering of Vickers guns. While sailing as an Armed Merchenman, she flew the English Colonial naval ensign. While she did sail with actual cargo, being used to ferry both Government and Private Cargo, she did, in times of need, act as a personal transport.
As the sun began to set and alight the waters of the pacific with her golden Hue, the multiple cranes and cargo lifts peaked over the horizon, coming in to sight of the harbor master at Okinawa proper. They had gotten permission to land there during their last trip, promising to bring with them lucrative goods and items, as well as a small group of people.
As the Ship glided in to harbor at 3 knots and was tied off by harbor hands, the boarding ramp was lowered and the captain and his first mate stepped off to fill out their logs and cargo manifests. Behind them, the came a squad of four armed Rhodesian Infantrymen, Uniforms pressed and clean (more so then standard) SMLE's slung and their posture set to relaxed, yet alert of their surroundings. after them, came the Sir Ian Malcom, an older man and elder Statesmen. He was the aid to acting Governor Straten (the actual leader of Rhodesia). Fallowing him, was the young hair to the House Windsor. (for technicalities sake, she would be the heir to both the English Throne and the House of Hanover, but House Windsor sounds better.)
They would make their way, flanked by the Riflemen, to the resident Port Authority house per their agreement.
by Sapientia Et Bellum » Mon Feb 18, 2019 8:33 pm
"We are fascists, the heirs of fascism, the fascism of the year 2000" - Il Duce Gianfranco Fini
by Parcia » Mon Feb 18, 2019 9:30 pm
The Akarou Shogunate wrote:Awaiting their arrival was a platoon of Akarou soldiers, intent on escorting them to their destination. Their visit was no secret to the upper echelons of the Akarō Clan, but it was not general knowledge, and the port had been cleared out of onlookers just to make certain it stayed that way. The Akarō regime disliked its hand being revealed too easily, and surrounded on all sides by enemies as it found itself, it could not be too cautious.
Thus, the soldiers brought them to the citadel of Okinawa, the fortified capital building of the island and to speak with the lord of the island. He was one of the few who were trusted with knowledge of this visit at this time, and even fewer who could authorize any action that needed to come of it. He was, of course, Akarō Takahiro, the brother of the Shogun, and the next in line for the throne after all of the Shogun's son had died.
by Togeria » Mon Feb 18, 2019 10:26 pm
by The Akarou Shogunate » Tue Feb 19, 2019 6:14 pm
Parcia wrote:The group of 6 fallowed suit taking in the sights and sounds of the island as they traveled. The 4 men flanked the girl as she was their charge. Sir Malcom lead the group and fallowed the Soldiers.
The country was strange, a combination of different sights and smells vary much so foreign compared to that back home in Salisbury. Halley drank it all in from underneath her simple Sunday dress and Wide brim hat. The Good sir was dressed in his Dress uniform. Despite that, the soldiers would eye their Japanese Counter parts, this mission was secretive at best, and to say they lacked trust for their Counterparts that served the Shogun wouldn't be untrue.
by Parcia » Tue Feb 19, 2019 6:57 pm
The Akarou Shogunate wrote:"Welcome to Okinawa, the threshold of the Empire."
by The Akarou Shogunate » Tue Feb 19, 2019 7:39 pm
Parcia wrote:The Akarou Shogunate wrote:"Welcome to Okinawa, the threshold of the Empire."
Sir Malcolm would face the man and remove his cap, as Would Halley, as a sign of respect for their benefactor. "Thank,your highness, It is a fine city. Forgive me for being crass but if we could dispense with the pleasantries. Time is not necessarily a luxury we have." The 4 Man stayed back in the rear of the room, opposite their Japanese counter parts until Malcolm spoke Again.
"If at all Possible, could we continue this in private?"
by Parcia » Tue Feb 19, 2019 9:21 pm
The Akarou Shogunate wrote:Parcia wrote:
Sir Malcolm would face the man and remove his cap, as Would Halley, as a sign of respect for their benefactor. "Thank,your highness, It is a fine city. Forgive me for being crass but if we could dispense with the pleasantries. Time is not necessarily a luxury we have." The 4 Man stayed back in the rear of the room, opposite their Japanese counter parts until Malcolm spoke Again.
"If at all Possible, could we continue this in private?"
Akarō Takahiro raised an eyebrow at the request, but acceded to their request and stood up, leading them into the back room. It was a much smaller, more spartan room, with minimal decoration, save for a few tables and chairs around the room.
Sitting down, he continued.
"Very Well. What urgent matter concerns you?"
by Acerbez » Wed Feb 20, 2019 11:26 am
by The Akarou Shogunate » Thu Feb 21, 2019 4:18 pm
Parcia wrote:Malcolm took the seat, as did his Young Companion.
"Well, your Highness as I am sure your aware of, the Colony of Rhodesia has existed as such, a Colony of the Briti-Er, Togarain Dominion for some time. We wish to change that. We do plan on pursuing a rout in which will lead us in to a Independent Nation. How ever, we do see a likelihood of such rout as bringing us to bear arms against the Empire as a whole, as such, I am here with the hope to procure the support of the Shogunate in terms of Material Support. How ever, before I go on, I would like to introduce my Companion here."
He looked to Halley and went to speak, but she cut him off. "I..." She choked, she knew who the Japanese man in front of her was, and what she was there for...but the Nervousness in her stomach was nearly unbearable. She cleared her throat and spoke. "I am Holley Samantha Kalley, My mother Victoria, was the daughter of the late Princess Alix, her self one of the surviving heirs of Queen Victoria. My parents fled England when I was a infant, with my father, who I personally never knew, having been caught and hung by the Authorities in Briton."
She paused, her voice cracking a small bit. "We fled originally to America, but the US government wouldn't help us in any real way, save a sympathetic Irish FBI agent who bought us a pair of tickets to Rhodesia. We hid there for a time before my mother died, and I was taken in by the Girl's School there." She stopped and took a breath. She was worried her Muddled English Accent mixing with the Distinctive South African one she had grown over the years.
Malcolm cut in, giving the girl a moment to gather her self. "It is no Secret Rhodesia is a bit unique, both in it's people and it politics. The country is known for being a Haven for desenters and Political Adversaries of the Current Togarian Government. I am sure you also know of the ruthlessness in which they will hunt down Members of the Royal Family who have yet renounced their claim to the House of Hanover. Halley here is the last confirmed blood heir to the Throne of Queen Victoria, and has no intentions of renouncing her claim to the throne."
He paused, mostly for effect. "On top of procuring material aid, we wish to employ...and forgive me if I use the incorrect term for them..Ninja to aid in the security of the young lady. The stories and exploits of Hattori Hanzō and those of his kind are heard even as far as Africa. While I understand such a person would likely require substantial compensation to travel so far from home, we are prepared to pay a substantial price."
He awaited the Man's Response.
by Parcia » Thu Feb 21, 2019 5:54 pm
The Akarou Shogunate wrote:Parcia wrote:Malcolm took the seat, as did his Young Companion.
"Well, your Highness as I am sure your aware of, the Colony of Rhodesia has existed as such, a Colony of the Briti-Er, Togarain Dominion for some time. We wish to change that. We do plan on pursuing a rout in which will lead us in to a Independent Nation. How ever, we do see a likelihood of such rout as bringing us to bear arms against the Empire as a whole, as such, I am here with the hope to procure the support of the Shogunate in terms of Material Support. How ever, before I go on, I would like to introduce my Companion here."
He looked to Halley and went to speak, but she cut him off. "I..." She choked, she knew who the Japanese man in front of her was, and what she was there for...but the Nervousness in her stomach was nearly unbearable. She cleared her throat and spoke. "I am Holley Samantha Kalley, My mother Victoria, was the daughter of the late Princess Alix, her self one of the surviving heirs of Queen Victoria. My parents fled England when I was a infant, with my father, who I personally never knew, having been caught and hung by the Authorities in Briton."
She paused, her voice cracking a small bit. "We fled originally to America, but the US government wouldn't help us in any real way, save a sympathetic Irish FBI agent who bought us a pair of tickets to Rhodesia. We hid there for a time before my mother died, and I was taken in by the Girl's School there." She stopped and took a breath. She was worried her Muddled English Accent mixing with the Distinctive South African one she had grown over the years.
Malcolm cut in, giving the girl a moment to gather her self. "It is no Secret Rhodesia is a bit unique, both in it's people and it politics. The country is known for being a Haven for desenters and Political Adversaries of the Current Togarian Government. I am sure you also know of the ruthlessness in which they will hunt down Members of the Royal Family who have yet renounced their claim to the House of Hanover. Halley here is the last confirmed blood heir to the Throne of Queen Victoria, and has no intentions of renouncing her claim to the throne."
He paused, mostly for effect. "On top of procuring material aid, we wish to employ...and forgive me if I use the incorrect term for them..Ninja to aid in the security of the young lady. The stories and exploits of Hattori Hanzō and those of his kind are heard even as far as Africa. While I understand such a person would likely require substantial compensation to travel so far from home, we are prepared to pay a substantial price."
He awaited the Man's Response.
Takahiro sat back, taking in the deluge of information. He found it odd that the Rhodesians would come to them, of all people, for assistance in this matter. It would certainly not have been their first choice, but then again, it was likely they had run out of options. This was a rather serious matter, and if it went poorly, there could be dire consequences. However, this concerned their mutual rival, after all, and if the Togerians could be destabilized even a bit, it would be a good route to take.
If this had come to him a few years prior, he would've been more cautious, and discussed the matter in great detail with his brother and the rest of the clan before making a decision. However, it was clear that the current Shogun would not retain his title for too much longer. The blood had begun to get to him, as it always does in the end. It had begun to contort his physical features, far more severely than it had Takahiro by now, and he frequently flew into fits of madness and uncontrollable rage. The Shogun rarely left his quarters any longer, and if he did not take his life soon, he would certainly lose his humanity. Of course, he maybe had a few years in him now, five tops, but it was clear to everyone that his tenure as warlord of all Japan was at its final stages. It was time for Takahiro to get used to calling the shots on his own, and now was as good a time as any to start.
And so, after a long moment of silence, Takahiro finally gave his reply.
"Very well. On behalf of the Akarō Clan, I, Akarō Takahiro, Lord of the Ryukyu Domain and brother to the Shogun, accept your humble request for assistance. The exact details of materiel support and assistance, as well as pricing, can be determined at a later time, but you have my assurance that it will be available for your cause."
He shifted his seating, preparing to give the second part of his message.
"Now, as for the other part of your request.... I believe it is based on a misunderstanding. I think you will find that the shinobi is not quite what you seek for your task. If it is protection you require, I think I may have something far more suitable for the task."
by The Akarou Shogunate » Fri Feb 22, 2019 12:47 pm
by Togeria » Fri Feb 22, 2019 9:57 pm
by The Bio-Regional Cooperative of States » Sat Feb 23, 2019 4:07 pm
by Togeria » Sat Feb 23, 2019 9:00 pm
Greetings and Salutations,
Through actions of the Great War our states have entered a period of hostility that has never to this day been adequately resolved. We wish on our part to bring to your attention a willingness for open discussion and debate so that we may negotiate a long reaching and long lasting end of hostilities among our peoples. For your part our request are simple:
1. Recognition of Franco-German border pre-1870.
2. A pledge not to interfere in Belgian affairs nor to station troops along their border indefinitely.
3. A reopening of British-German relations as well as previous financial investments that may still be applicable.
by Sapientia Et Bellum » Tue Feb 26, 2019 10:23 pm
The new order had swept Central Europe as nothing more than a reaction towards the foul and rotting corpse of Capitalistic greed and war. Now, two members of such capitalist class would enter the den of the new order with nothing but what would appear to be a list of demands... war goals, in the eyes of the well educated. Isaccson and Plainsworth would arrive in Rome to find themselves greeted by a line of men in pure black uniforms and emotionless faces. The line would open in the center to reveal the face of Francesco Guinta. The man, much more imposing in stature than once believed by the Togerian Ambassadors, stepped forward and shook the hands of the pair with a firm but dignified grasp.
"Welcome to Rome, Togerians…. I regret to inform you both that your requested parlay has been denied..." the mans tone fills with anger as he speaks like a pot of water slowly coming to a fiery boil. He turns to the men in black uniforms and begins speaking in a much louder voice "You see, comrades.... This is what these vile people are all about!" He holds a document up into the air for all to see, including the diplomatic team "They claim this is the road to peace and understanding.... please allow me to read it to you all... Number one... Recognition of Egypt as a separate and independent entity within the British sphere of influence...." Guinta looks towards the diplomats "Territorial acquisition! They demand that we sit idly by and allow their ideology of wanton greed to spread throughout the world!" He laughs "Point Two.... A pledge not sail any large warship or substantial warship (cruiser, torpedo boat, submersible) towards the strait of Gibraltar or Bab-el-mandeb… A pledge.... A worthless pledge with no more meaning than the word of a rat! But it is rats that you are..." Guinta sharply stares at the Togerians "Point Three, and my personal favorite.... A reopening of British-Italian relations as well as previous financial investments that may still be applicable.... You rats desire to make money off of the backs of Italian Laborers? This... This is the most abhorrent list of demands that my eyes have ever graced! Rats! All of you are nothing more than disgusting filthy rats who desire nothing more than the death of the Italian people for the betterment of your own wallets... You have brought me what reads more like terms of surrender than that of a diplomatic treaty!" Guinta rips the document into pieces as he looks back towards his men. He walks back through the opening, disappearing into the Roman streets. The blackshirts form a line, preventing the diplomats from entering Rome.
Orso Moffa, the head diplomat to the team sent into the heart of Germany, took his seat with confidence. Moffa was by no means an imposing man and his young face aided him in gaining the trust of those around him. He would speak in a formal tone, loud enough to hear yet not insulting. He would also speak in fluent German out of respect for the other side.
"Gentlemen, me and my colleagues have come to Berlin under the direct orders of Il Duce Francesco Guinta to negotiate the stability of Central European Affairs for the coming years. I would like to open by pointing out what unites our causes rather than divides them as I believe it will make the case for stability more attractive. Our two nations both suffered during the great war and in fact our men fought alongside each other as equals. We buried are dead together in the shallow graves of France as the Togerian forces besieged us with waves of artillery. We embraced each other at the end of the war as we made our way back to our respective homes. We both began to see the corruption and injustice in the capitalistic and monarchist systems. We rejected these systems and we raised the banner of war once mor against our own kings and emperors. We established new societies, wildly different but equally as radical in thought. We have achieved a new social order in Europe with the Togerians standing as the last bastion of the old ways. We, today, ask you to join us in once more in creating stability between our two opposing ideologies. First, the states of Hungary and Romanian shall remain free and independent from both of our influences as buffer states so that we may not go to war in the near future. Second, the border, located in the heart of the alps, must further be demilitarized in order to decrease the chances of direct confrontation. Lastly, we ask for an official non aggression treaty of least two years to be signed in order to facilitate peace. Thank you."
"We are fascists, the heirs of fascism, the fascism of the year 2000" - Il Duce Gianfranco Fini
by Togeria » Wed Feb 27, 2019 9:51 am
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