London Peace Conference PHASE 1 (KTO-ODP, ARCHIVED)

[Neo-Western East Korea]

“There is one last thing before we await the arrival of KTO’s leaders. That being matters of trade. Andreusville wants to at least get some economic related stuff out of this before moving on, and I’m pretty sure others do as well.”

”I had thought that we had established that economic cooperation between the two alliances would be handled separately in-future (most likely at the next conference in 10 years), with any cooperation before that point being diplomatic and humanitarian in nature.”

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

The New Georgian representative stood at the door handing out bags, with a bottle of cognac, a set of glasses and a small holoprojector.

He may have been just a little wasted.

[GermanEmpire of kaisereich]

"Do we have anything else to discuss or can we adjourn the Meeting, gentlemen?"

"I do not believe so..."

"I say this so that we can wait for Janpia and the Galápagos, it would be impolite to discuss critical things without their presence."

[Countesia]

Joseph couldn't help but salivate a little bit at the snacks being brought out. The private jet to London was a 6 hour trip from Urbem City International, and the in flight food was nothing to write home about since his government didn't want to be known for wasting taxpayers money by shelling out for gourmet meals on private jets. He could feel his stomach rumble, so he opened his briefcase in the vain attempt to find a snack.

To his surprise, he felt a mass of tin foil. He pulled it out from beneath some paperwork and to his amazement, it was a burrito. He suddenly remembered that he made it the night before so he could eat on the flight, only to promptly forget about it. He couldn't believe the sheer combination of foolishness and luck that had graced him, and happily began to unwrap his newly found treasure.

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

Joseph couldn't help but salivate a little bit at the snacks being brought out. The private jet to London was a 6 hour trip from Urbem City International, and the in flight food was nothing to write home about since his government didn't want to be known for wasting taxpayers money by shelling out for gourmet meals on private jets. He could feel his stomach rumble, so he opened his briefcase in the vain attempt to find a snack.

To his surprise, he felt a mass of tin foil. He pulled it out from beneath some paperwork and to his amazement, it was a burrito. He suddenly remembered that he made it the night before so he could eat on the flight, only to promptly forget about it. He couldn't believe the sheer combination of foolishness and luck that had graced him, and happily began to unwrap his newly found treasure.

Rep. Fischer still very much intoxicated came up to him and asked

“Might I offer you a meal? What would you like?”

He said, pointing at the food replicator.

“Cognac?”

[Bakivaland]

Joseph couldn't help but salivate a little bit at the snacks being brought out. The private jet to London was a 6 hour trip from Urbem City International, and the in flight food was nothing to write home about since his government didn't want to be known for wasting taxpayers money by shelling out for gourmet meals on private jets. He could feel his stomach rumble, so he opened his briefcase in the vain attempt to find a snack.

To his surprise, he felt a mass of tin foil. He pulled it out from beneath some paperwork and to his amazement, it was a burrito. He suddenly remembered that he made it the night before so he could eat on the flight, only to promptly forget about it. He couldn't believe the sheer combination of foolishness and luck that had graced him, and happily began to unwrap his newly found treasure.

"May I offer you with a neatly wrapped small cake, as well?"

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

Joseph couldn't help but salivate a little bit at the snacks being brought out. The private jet to London was a 6 hour trip from Urbem City International, and the in flight food was nothing to write home about since his government didn't want to be known for wasting taxpayers money by shelling out for gourmet meals on private jets. He could feel his stomach rumble, so he opened his briefcase in the vain attempt to find a snack.

To his surprise, he felt a mass of tin foil. He pulled it out from beneath some paperwork and to his amazement, it was a burrito. He suddenly remembered that he made it the night before so he could eat on the flight, only to promptly forget about it. He couldn't believe the sheer combination of foolishness and luck that had graced him, and happily began to unwrap his newly found treasure.

Rep. Fischer came back.

“I got you a plate of sushi. Bon Appeteeth.”

Yep. He was REALLY wasted.

[Bakivaland]

Joseph couldn't help but salivate a little bit at the snacks being brought out. The private jet to London was a 6 hour trip from Urbem City International, and the in flight food was nothing to write home about since his government didn't want to be known for wasting taxpayers money by shelling out for gourmet meals on private jets. He could feel his stomach rumble, so he opened his briefcase in the vain attempt to find a snack.

To his surprise, he felt a mass of tin foil. He pulled it out from beneath some paperwork and to his amazement, it was a burrito. He suddenly remembered that he made it the night before so he could eat on the flight, only to promptly forget about it. He couldn't believe the sheer combination of foolishness and luck that had graced him, and happily began to unwrap his newly found treasure.

Rep. Fischer came back.

“I got you a plate of sushi. Bon Appeteeth.”

Yep. He was REALLY wasted.

"I believe security should escort this man outside the premises. He's clearly quite drunk."

[Countesia]

Joseph couldn't help but salivate a little bit at the snacks being brought out. The private jet to London was a 6 hour trip from Urbem City International, and the in flight food was nothing to write home about since his government didn't want to be known for wasting taxpayers money by shelling out for gourmet meals on private jets. He could feel his stomach rumble, so he opened his briefcase in the vain attempt to find a snack.

To his surprise, he felt a mass of tin foil. He pulled it out from beneath some paperwork and to his amazement, it was a burrito. He suddenly remembered that he made it the night before so he could eat on the flight, only to promptly forget about it. He couldn't believe the sheer combination of foolishness and luck that had graced him, and happily began to unwrap his newly found treasure.

"May I offer you with a neatly wrapped small cake, as well?"

"I'd love a cake! Is there coconut in it?" Joseph said in-between ravenous bites "I hate coconut"

Joseph couldn't help but salivate a little bit at the snacks being brought out. The private jet to London was a 6 hour trip from Urbem City International, and the in flight food was nothing to write home about since his government didn't want to be known for wasting taxpayers money by shelling out for gourmet meals on private jets. He could feel his stomach rumble, so he opened his briefcase in the vain attempt to find a snack.

To his surprise, he felt a mass of tin foil. He pulled it out from beneath some paperwork and to his amazement, it was a burrito. He suddenly remembered that he made it the night before so he could eat on the flight, only to promptly forget about it. He couldn't believe the sheer combination of foolishness and luck that had graced him, and happily began to unwrap his newly found treasure.

Rep. Fischer came back.

“I got you a plate of sushi. Bon Appeteeth.”

Yep. He was REALLY wasted.

Joseph nodded vigorously. "Yep, yep. Put it all here."

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

Rep. Fischer came back.

“I got you a plate of sushi. Bon Appeteeth.”

Yep. He was REALLY wasted.

"I believe security should escort this man outside the premises. He's clearly quite drunk."

“I aaaaaam knooot.”

He was escorted out.

A primly dressed woman in a long dress entered.

“I apologise. My name is Harriet Bailey. I am the Assistant Councillor for Western Affairs, and I will be temporarily taking over.”

[Bakivaland]

"May I offer you with a neatly wrapped small cake, as well?"

"I'd love a cake! Is there coconut in it?" Joseph said in-between ravenous bites "I hate coconut"

Rep. Fischer came back.

“I got you a plate of sushi. Bon Appeteeth.”

Yep. He was REALLY wasted.

Joseph nodded vigorously. "Yep, yep. Put it all here."

"No sir, but it does contain goat's milk,"

[Neo-Western East Korea]

“Well, as there has been no response by my Marajarbian counterpart, I do believe we should end this first stage of discussion and move elsewhere, so that when they arrive the Janpian and Galapagosian diplomatic staff can perform their duties without the……”

Trailing off, he takes a look at the deranged food events occurring around him.

“Distractions, of our current staff, so to say.”

“I would also recommend someone inform the Georgians that their current diplomat needs to be replaced-.”

He takes a look at entering individual

“Nevermind.”

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

Joseph couldn't help but salivate a little bit at the snacks being brought out. The private jet to London was a 6 hour trip from Urbem City International, and the in flight food was nothing to write home about since his government didn't want to be known for wasting taxpayers money by shelling out for gourmet meals on private jets. He could feel his stomach rumble, so he opened his briefcase in the vain attempt to find a snack.

To his surprise, he felt a mass of tin foil. He pulled it out from beneath some paperwork and to his amazement, it was a burrito. He suddenly remembered that he made it the night before so he could eat on the flight, only to promptly forget about it. He couldn't believe the sheer combination of foolishness and luck that had graced him, and happily began to unwrap his newly found treasure.

Rep. Fischer came back.

“I got you a plate of sushi. Bon Appeteeth.”

Yep. He was REALLY wasted.

Joseph nodded vigorously. "Yep, yep. Put it all here."

Harriet, who had removed the plate from the drunken Fischer placed it on the table

She also took a glass, and poured a glass of 200 year old cognac.

“Please. Enjoy.”

[Bakivaland]

Rep. Fischer came back.

“I got you a plate of sushi. Bon Appeteeth.”

Yep. He was REALLY wasted.

Joseph nodded vigorously. "Yep, yep. Put it all here."

Harriet, who had removed the plate from the drunken Fischer placed it on the table

She also took a glass, and poured a glass of 200 year old cognac.

“Please. Enjoy.”

Mr. Hermansen would apprehend Harriet, and sit them down.

"We need them to be escorted out immediately, they're severely intoxicated."

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

Harriet, who had removed the plate from the drunken Fischer placed it on the table

She also took a glass, and poured a glass of 200 year old cognac.

“Please. Enjoy.”

Mr. Hermansen would apprehend Harriet, and sit them down.

"We need them to be escorted out immediately, they're severely intoxicated."

“I appreciate your concern, but we have already given Rep. Fischer time to rest. If required, we will give him sobriety pills, but he has been escorted out of the room for now.”

[GermanEmpire of kaisereich]

"Until Janpia and Galápagos arrive, I'm going to go to the break room, I'm going to use it to solve some things, anything, let me know" Says Hindenburg, while he takes his suitcase, his cell phone and some German Government Articles and leaves the room. meeting room."

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

“I shall also head to the break room.”

Oh boy. Fischer was still wasted.

She got out a holocopy of the film “Recruits”.

Well time to have some free time.

[The Military State of the Galapagos]

Elisa Mondale stepped out of the car that had taken her, giving a 5 dollar tip to the driver before moving on her way to the building where the peace negotiations were being held. She let out a silent chuckle when thinking about the name, “Peace Conference” was an inaccurate way to describe what was happening. In fact it would be more accurate to describe the negotiations as a détente since none of the members were at war with each other. Nonetheless she continued on her way down the path reminiscing about her time in the car. Europe was one of the more democratic countries she had visited in her career and reminded her of west Peru.


Quickly giving her credentials to a guard before opening the door and finding the room where the negotiations were commencing she made it to the room in around 5 minutes. From there she looked over what had happened while she was flying here from Buenos Aires. What she read made her role her eyes and sigh as well as further reenforcing the stereotype that Marjarhapians aren’t developed enough to have functioning brains.

Elisa Mondale: I see the lizard folk have already tried to get a green light to oppress and colonize more nations. Obviously we are fully opposed to this “non-aggression pact” and coming from a nation that suffered first hand from Marjarhapian imperialism I believe that in order to truly create a better world Marjarhapan lizard forces must be struck down whenever the leave their godforsaken country.

[Southeast Marajarbia]

Elisa Mondale stepped out of the car that had taken her, giving a 5 dollar tip to the driver before moving on her way to the building where the peace negotiations were being held. She let out a silent chuckle when thinking about the name, “Peace Conference” was an inaccurate way to describe what was happening. In fact it would be more accurate to describe the negotiations as a détente since none of the members were at war with each other. Nonetheless she continued on her way down the path reminiscing about her time in the car. Europe was one of the more democratic countries she had visited in her career and reminded her of west Peru.


Quickly giving her credentials to a guard before opening the door and finding the room where the negotiations were commencing she made it to the room in around 5 minutes. From there she looked over what had happened while she was flying here from Buenos Aires. What she read made her role her eyes and sigh as well as further reenforcing the stereotype that Marjarhapians aren’t developed enough to have functioning brains.

Elisa Mondale: I see the lizard folk have already tried to get a green light to oppress and colonize more nations. Obviously we are fully opposed to this “non-aggression pact” and coming from a nation that suffered first hand from Marjarhapian imperialism I believe that in order to truly create a better world Marjarhapan lizard forces must be struck down whenever the leave their godforsaken country.

“So you don’t support the Neo-Korean 10 Year NAP?”

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

Elisa Mondale stepped out of the car that had taken her, giving a 5 dollar tip to the driver before moving on her way to the building where the peace negotiations were being held. She let out a silent chuckle when thinking about the name, “Peace Conference” was an inaccurate way to describe what was happening. In fact it would be more accurate to describe the negotiations as a détente since none of the members were at war with each other. Nonetheless she continued on her way down the path reminiscing about her time in the car. Europe was one of the more democratic countries she had visited in her career and reminded her of west Peru.


Quickly giving her credentials to a guard before opening the door and finding the room where the negotiations were commencing she made it to the room in around 5 minutes. From there she looked over what had happened while she was flying here from Buenos Aires. What she read made her role her eyes and sigh as well as further reenforcing the stereotype that Marjarhapians aren’t developed enough to have functioning brains.

Elisa Mondale: I see the lizard folk have already tried to get a green light to oppress and colonize more nations. Obviously we are fully opposed to this “non-aggression pact” and coming from a nation that suffered first hand from Marjarhapian imperialism I believe that in order to truly create a better world Marjarhapan lizard forces must be struck down whenever the leave their godforsaken country.

“Hello Mrs Mondale. My name is Assistant Councillor Dunkley, and I am the acting New Georgian representative. Galapagos, right? Ok. May I offer you an exquisite Langostino Encocado cooked by our very own Councillor DuBois? Let me pour you a glass of cognac.”

She sighed. But it was her job to toady.

[The Military State of the Galapagos]

Elisa Mondale stepped out of the car that had taken her, giving a 5 dollar tip to the driver before moving on her way to the building where the peace negotiations were being held. She let out a silent chuckle when thinking about the name, “Peace Conference” was an inaccurate way to describe what was happening. In fact it would be more accurate to describe the negotiations as a détente since none of the members were at war with each other. Nonetheless she continued on her way down the path reminiscing about her time in the car. Europe was one of the more democratic countries she had visited in her career and reminded her of west Peru.


Quickly giving her credentials to a guard before opening the door and finding the room where the negotiations were commencing she made it to the room in around 5 minutes. From there she looked over what had happened while she was flying here from Buenos Aires. What she read made her role her eyes and sigh as well as further reenforcing the stereotype that Marjarhapians aren’t developed enough to have functioning brains.

Elisa Mondale: I see the lizard folk have already tried to get a green light to oppress and colonize more nations. Obviously we are fully opposed to this “non-aggression pact” and coming from a nation that suffered first hand from Marjarhapian imperialism I believe that in order to truly create a better world Marjarhapan lizard forces must be struck down whenever the leave their godforsaken country.

“So you don’t support the Neo-Korean 10 Year NAP?”

Elisa Mondale: Of course.

[The Military State of the Galapagos]

Elisa Mondale stepped out of the car that had taken her, giving a 5 dollar tip to the driver before moving on her way to the building where the peace negotiations were being held. She let out a silent chuckle when thinking about the name, “Peace Conference” was an inaccurate way to describe what was happening. In fact it would be more accurate to describe the negotiations as a détente since none of the members were at war with each other. Nonetheless she continued on her way down the path reminiscing about her time in the car. Europe was one of the more democratic countries she had visited in her career and reminded her of west Peru.


Quickly giving her credentials to a guard before opening the door and finding the room where the negotiations were commencing she made it to the room in around 5 minutes. From there she looked over what had happened while she was flying here from Buenos Aires. What she read made her role her eyes and sigh as well as further reenforcing the stereotype that Marjarhapians aren’t developed enough to have functioning brains.

Elisa Mondale: I see the lizard folk have already tried to get a green light to oppress and colonize more nations. Obviously we are fully opposed to this “non-aggression pact” and coming from a nation that suffered first hand from Marjarhapian imperialism I believe that in order to truly create a better world Marjarhapan lizard forces must be struck down whenever the leave their godforsaken country.

“Hello Mrs Mondale. My name is Assistant Councillor Dunkley, and I am the acting New Georgian representative. Galapagos, right? Ok. May I offer you an exquisite Langostino Encocado cooked by our very own Councillor DuBois? Let me pour you a glass of cognac.”

She sighed. But it was her job to toady.

Elisa Mondale: I’ve learned not to drink I’m foreign countries when I was assigned to a Neo Korean embassy. I’ll pass for now

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

“Hello Mrs Mondale. My name is Assistant Councillor Dunkley, and I am the acting New Georgian representative. Galapagos, right? Ok. May I offer you an exquisite Langostino Encocado cooked by our very own Councillor DuBois? Let me pour you a glass of cognac.”

She sighed. But it was her job to toady.

Elisa Mondale: I’ve learned not to drink I’m foreign countries when I was assigned to a Neo Korean embassy. I’ll pass for now

“May I still offer you a Coconut baked Lobster?”

[Southeast Marajarbia]

“So you don’t support the Neo-Korean 10 Year NAP?”

Elisa Mondale: Of course.

“Even though it was the Neo Korean proposal? With Neo Korea being in the KTO and all, it might be wise to simply reconsider.”

[GermanEmpire of kaisereich]

Hindenburg leaves the rest room after winning the War with Brasilitão, giving the Kaiser consent to carry out a nuclear attack, and realizes that the representative of Galapagos had arrived, Immediately he sat down in his place and then said:
" Greetings Mrs. Elisa Mondale I've been eagerly awaited your arrival, would you like to bring something to the table for us to discuss?"