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Postby Guadalupador » Fri Oct 10, 2014 9:10 pm

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Federal Army Soldiers stationed outside of the National Assembly Building in Nosamo.


0900 Hours: Nosamo, Guadalupador. (12/10/2025)

Natalya Saiko's Administration was being ripped apart by the seams, by nearly every member of the National Assembly. With her inaction against the Rysians in Burma, and the Cuscatlanis in Chucara, garnering heavy support for a vote of no confidence in her, which would trigger emergency elections for the position of Grand Premier. The riots and demonstrations occurring all over the country began to get worse, as Allyancia do Progreso kept the people riled up and ready to stage mass demonstrations against the Axis, as well as against the government itself. Each police force in every major city was spread too thin to do anything about the mass amount of people in the streets, complaining about anything, but always blaming the same person, the Grand Premier. To some citizens, it seemed that the Federal Union wouldn't last that much longer if the riots kept up, others believed that the government would once again regain control, and bring order back to the streets of Nosamo.

Order would be brought to the streets, but not in the way anyone really expected... Guiseppe Trigra, the representative of the Guadalupadorian National Centrist Party flipped through the channels on his TV in his office, looking at several live coverages of the latest riot led by Allyancia do Progreso, rumaging and tearing through the banking district. He shook his head in disgust. Degenerates... He thought of the young people, bashing through windows, and fighting riot police. He felt that he needed to do something, but was too impatient to wait for the next election. These idiots, they can be used.... Trigra thought as he continued watching. He smiled before writing several notes down, made a phone call, and headed for the main chamber in the National Assembly.

As he arrived, the Federation and Realist Parties were already bickering about the 3,500 Dorian POWs in Rysian hands, blaming eachother for each foreign policy failure while the other parties watched in boredom. He shook his head as he arrived in the chamber, taking his seat, waiting quietly for a chance to speak. When the representatives from the two parties finally shut up he walked over to the chamber floor and spoke:
"My Guadalupadorians, this civil unrest must come to an end immediately! We need to work together to put these hooligans under control, all means necessary! We need to stop this gridlock and indecision and act now! If we don't then the Federal Union is done for! I call for new elections as soon as possible. Natalya Saiko will do nothing about this, so who needs her and her cabinet? I know I don't, do you? We deserve better! WE DESERVE A LEADER NOT A FOLLOWER! WE DESERVE PEACE, HARMONY AND STRENGTH!"

Surprisingly, most of the other representatives actually clapped at his speech. Usually he would get heckled and booed, but the disdain for the current administration was so great in the National Assembly, that he was a welcome voice. He felt triumphant, standing there at the podium, receiving a round of thunderous applause from his political enemies. He had his initial support.

Trigra left the floor and walked straight back to his office, waiting for his phone to ring. While waiting, he watched the news coverage of his speech, many pundits praised his statements, he remembered many of these same talking heads tearing apart his rhetoric, bashing him over his politics. He found it hilarious that he was now being called the voice of reason, after countless years of being called a crackpot by his opponents. The phone rang, and he happily answered it.

The next morning, he woke up to a weirdly quite Nosamo, the rain fell steadily against the window as he had his morning tea. He listened to Tchaikovsky as he drove into Nosamo, towards the Grand Premier's Residence. He drove past several Leopard II MBTs as he turned into the Grand Premier's driveway through the open gate, stopping right in front of the front door. He was glad that his contacts in the military had paid off. He got out, and waited for several minutes out in the rain with umbrella in hand. This was going to be the best part. A minute passed, and then he saw the Grand Premier being forced out of her home by armed soldiers. He grinned at her as she passed him. Trigra ordered the soldiers to stop. He walked up to Natalya and said: "I'm very sorry that it had to come to this, Madam Grand Premier, but you're old news." He awaited her response.

Natalya was furious, "This is illegal! You're staging a coup!" She yelled.

Guissepe chuckled, and said: "Natalya, Natalya, Natalya... My sweet summer flower... This is completely within legal limits. You're unfit to lead, ma'am. The National Assembly will be seeing you now..." He saw the soldiers drag her into a car and it sped off towards the National Assembly building. Guissepe shook his head, and headed inside the Grand Premier's Residence. He was excited, he had a spring in his step as he walked down the halls towards Saiko's former office. He opened the door to see papers strewn across the desk in a haste. A sign of a struggle near the door. Trigra moved towards the desk, and took his seat there. He had done it, he was the Grand Premier.

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My Great and Humble Dorian People, I am here this fine morning to declare that the Grand Premier of Guadalupador, Natalya Saiko is no longer fit to lead the nation. Be advised, that this is NOT A COUP, and that no harm will come to the Former Grand Premier. The National Assembly is currently holding her accountable for her failures while she was in office. By the 23rd Article of the Federal Union Constitution, a government official that is considered "Not Fit For Leadership" may be replaced until proper elections or referendums will be decided by the National Assembly. As we speak, the National Assembly is deciding her fate. I will be holding the office of Grand Premier until the next election. I will be sure to bring order to the land, and make peace with our enemies. Thank you very much, and May Veii and the Old Gods Preserve Guadalupador.


Most members of the National Assembly just didn't know what to do about the whole situation, the Grand Premier was just there, not in formal clothing, it seems that the soldiers just pulled her out of bed. One Representative awkwardly spoke up. "As per Article 23, we, uh, declare you unfit for duty as the Grand Premier of Guadalupador... And as such, you will be stripped of your position. Immediately."

A vote was called, most of the Federation Party walked out of the chamber as the votes were counted in disdain about the whole event. Others were afraid that they would be considered unfit for duty as well, so they voted out of fear of each other.

"Checkmate." Trigra whispered to himself as he watched the vote on television

"200 to 184, with 316 Abstaining to Vote. Natalya Saiko, we find you currently unfit for duty. With your status as Grand Premier, we cannot let you stay here in Guadalupador, lest you start resistance. It is with a heavy heart, to say, that you need to leave the Federal Union within 24 Hours." The Speaker said, not looking into her eyes.

Natalya shook her head, and left the chamber without a word to be said. She was angry, she held her head down in shame as she was escorted towards the airport. She took out her passport and handed it to the official at the gate. The journalists tried to get a word out of her, but she just nodded and then boarded a plane out of the country. Trigra had won.
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Postby El Cuscatlan » Sat Oct 11, 2014 9:52 am

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"Vixit ex Vicet Amore Patriae"



To: Guadalupador, Guiseppe Triga
From: El Caudillo, El Presidente Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz
Subject: My greatest salutations towards great Dorian nation!
Encryption: None



Dear senorita:

My greatest salutations towards great Dorian nation and it's brave Leader, Guiseppe Triga. I here and now salute you for removing from power leader unfit to rule - Natalya Saiko - who was less than capable to leading such a great nation Guadalupador is. Thence, I consider our armed conflict ended and I salute Dorians again; let our friendship shine as much as it can!

Dorians, this was right decision. Cuscatlán wants noting evil towards you. We do not want to destroy you nor enslave you. We wish Dorians all the best! Glory to Guadalupador and God bless!

Signed,

President El Jefe Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz,
The Lópezian Federation of Gran Cuscatlan
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Postby Guadalupador » Sat Oct 11, 2014 10:59 am

1200 Hours: Guadalupadorian Airlines Flight GU-0201, En Route to Megalo Mesembria, Flardania. (12/10/25)

Natalya awoke from her sleep aboard the plane, she had hoped that it was just a bad dream, but she found herself alone, in first class, with essentially everything that she was able to bring in her carry-on luggage in the overhead compartment. Natalya leaned her head against the window, looking down towards the ocean below her. I have nothing... She thought to herself, leaning back in her comfy chair. She turned on the small screen in front of her. The first thing she saw, was a picture of herself, as newscasters talked about what happened only a few hours before. Disgruntled, she flipped to another channel, it was the same thing. She flipped through a few channels before finding a movie to watch, by then there were tears in her eyes. Natalya was at her lowest point, a former world leader, now just a refugee, headed for some type of political asylum. She looked around, and closed the curtain around her seat, so that other passengers wouldn't see her crying. Fucking Trigra... I never thought it would be like this. She thought. Now she was headed on a one-way trip to Flardania, where hopefully, she wouldn't be turned down. She only spoke Dorian, so it would be pretty difficult to communicate with the authorities there. Once she got into the airport, she would be planning her return to Guadalupador.

1900 Hours: Megalo Mesembria, Flardania. (12/10/25)

As soon as the plane had landed, she grabbed her belongings and headed out of the gate and towards Immigration Services. Bystanders watched as she passed through the terminal, some recognizing her as the former Grand Premier, and tried to get her attention. This only made her rush through the terminal towards Immigration Services. By the time she was there she shut the door behind her to a small crowd trying to ask her questions. Natalya shook her head before taking a seat. She wasn't a citizen of Guadalupador any longer, she was now all alone.

Nosamo, Guadalupador

Guiseppe Trigra was adjusting nicely to his new office, he had his computer all set up and all of his pens and pencils organized, he felt at the top of the world. The euphoria of overthrowing his predecessor had yet to subside as he recently got a message from Gran Cuscatlan. He chucked with triumph as he read through the message from the Caudillo. This day just keeps getting better and better. He grinned, as he typed on his computer.

To: The Caudillo of Gran Cuscatlan, Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz.
From: The Grand Premier of Guadalupador, Guissepe Trigra.
Encryption Level: Public

I am ecstatic that our two great nations are now at peace! May our nations stand the test of time as we go forth and destroy the communist menace together. Soon, the citizens will realize that this is in fact for their own good, as we will bring them freedoms that they have never experienced.
- Guiseppe Trigra
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Postby Flardania » Sat Oct 11, 2014 12:19 pm

Marquis de Lafayette International: Megalo Mesembria, Flardania.

Jeremy LaCroix and Kotaro Murakami were lounging around in The Office of Immigration Services when they heard a loud commotion getting closer and closer until a woman dashed in and shut the door behind her.

"Sekai de nani ga??" Jeremy asked "Anata wa dono yōna enjo ga hitsuyōdesu ka?" Jeremy added before getting smacked.

"Elle a l'air asiatique et rappelez-vous d'ailleurs le langage professionnel est le français." Kotaro added before realizing who it was.

"[Get me a translator pronto, This is Natalya Saiko!!!]" Kotaro explained. (OOC: For now French = [Brackets], Japanese = (Parenthesis), Dorian = Bold Italics)

Jeremy ran over to the P.A system and made an announcement. "[Attention this is urgent, if anyone knows at least close to fluent Dorian and French/Japanese please head to Immigration as soon as possible. Thank You]"

Marquis de Lafayette International: Megalo Mesembria, Flardania.

Minister of Foreign Affairs Dr. Pierre M. Joseph had just returned from visiting his fiance back in Emerson. It was a fun time and it was fun to be out of the capital. However on his trip back he was swamped with news about Natalya being sent to exile and knew he would have to remark on the future relations between nations. He was breezing through security with his ID when he saw a crowd near immigration office. Then he heard. "Attention, c'est urgent, si quelqu'un sait au moins de parler couramment près de Dorian et français ou en japonais s'il vous plaît se dirigent vers l'immigration dès que possible. Merci."

So I guess, that's her, well I know Dorian so might as well go.

People noticed Pierre and started asking questions when Kotaro saw Dr. Joseph thru the window and opened the door for him.

Pierre saw Natalya and turned off the news before giving a hug to Natalya for a few moments before pulling away and sitting next to her.

"Welcome to the A.G.K.F, Natalya I know about what happened the thing is what do you plan on doing from here? Pierre asked in almost perfect Dorian
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Postby Riysa » Sat Oct 11, 2014 2:42 pm

Somewhere in Riysa

About 6 middle aged men sat in a circle in the basement of a building, smoking, pictures of socialist "heroes" hanging up on the wall and illegal guns strewn about. This was the leadership of the Front for a Socialist Homeland, one of the largest socialist movements in Riysa, and right now, they were watching the news.

"Can you believe this?"
"Natalya is in Flardania!"
The leader, an odd man by the name of "Abu Dhabab" - obviously a nickname - smiled. "Well, I think it might be easier to get in touch with her, now that she's no longer in a nation the Za'im is at war with, yes? We've been trying to get more support for our movement, and this might just be our lucky break." The others around him nodded.

"Now, thankfully, our front has a nice sum of money, so, my question to all of you is: are you all willing to go visit Flardania?" Everyone smiled and raised their hands.
"Wait, shouldn't we leave someone behind to manage the movement while we're gone?" One of the leaders proposed.
"Good idea. "Khidaa", are you willing to stay behind for the rest of us?" The man he was referring to nodded.
"Then its settled. Lets plan, and let them now of our existence."

From: Front for a Socialist Homeland, Riysa
To: Satsuki Kiryuin, Flardania

We are a group who wants to fix Riysa for the better, but our freedoms have been suppressed by the despotic Tawfiq al-Hiwari. We are risking our lives to tell you this, but we really need the help of you and of Natalya of Guadalupador in fixing the "Hiwari problem" of our beautiful homeland. May we come visit Flardania to negotiate with the two of you in securing at least something that might help us and the people of Riysa?
Thanks,
Abu Dhabab


Riysian Hospital Ship #3, near Songji

No one had come to seen Pedro after the medical staff had patched his gunshot wounds (but, as a painful reminder, had not removed the bullet itself), save for the couple of guards that came at mealtimes to feed him. This was actually not odd; as they had neared the port of Songji, everyone turned their attention to preparing for the second leg of the journey, which was flying the roughly three and a half thousand POWs to Riysa, so everyone under interrogation had been given a break.

However, even though it would only be a few hours before they docked and the prisoners were herded onto transports bound to Riysa, the interrogators returned, with large smiles on their faces.

"Hello again, my friend. I have a story to tell you, involving Natalya and her departure from Guadalupador..."

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Origin: Riysa
Sender: Desk of the Za'im of Riysa, Tawfiq al-Hiwari
CO: N/A
Recipient: Mr. Guiseppe Trigra, Guadalupador
Subject: Congratulations
Timestamp: 17:45:31 11/10/2014
E-Signature: [T.HIWARI]
Encryption: None
Classification: None
Caveats: N/A




Greetings,

My sincerest congratulations to your rise to power, Mr. Trigra, by replacing the ineffectual and confrontational Natalya Saiko. We have no deep-seated hatred or conflict with the Dorian people, and we are very much looking forward to working together with your new government. Personally, I would very much like to speak with you some time, perhaps over the phone, so we can get to work on building our two nations together.

Best of Luck,
Tawfiq al-Hiwari
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Postby Guadalupador » Sat Oct 11, 2014 6:10 pm

2200 Hours: Nosamo, Guadalupador. (12/10/25)

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Thousands of troops from the Nosamo Federal Military District, flowed through the streets of Nosamo, attempting to prevent any demonstrations from happening. Although that didn't stop Allyancia do Progreso from trying to stage protests in front of the National Assembly and in Issha Park. Thousands of people assembled in Issha Park, singing patriotic songs, and chanting anti-Trigraist/Sonacist anthems. The Federal Army watched intently as the demonstrators moved around the park, not making as much trouble as they did in recent weeks. Trigra, however was still displeased that there were still demonstrations happening at all. He spouted out several orders over the local military command channels. "Attempt to provoke them." He said simply towards several commanding officers around the perimeter of Issha Park.

"Close them into the park!" Shouted several officers towards their troops. The soldiers did as they were commanded and began moving towards the demonstrators, to their surprise and antagonistic behavior. The demonstrators tried to push back, but were repelled when the soldiers received orders to load their rifles. Now the protesters were scared, was the Army really about to fire on them? In a last ditch attempt several protesters rushed towards the lines of troops, attempting to escape the commotion. As soon as they got close enough, the soldiers grabbed them and handed them back towards the police waiting in the back lines. Now the cleanup operation would begin: The Federal Army moved in on the park, blocking the protest's escape routes. The Activists of Allyancia do Progreso weren't getting away this time, a steady stream of people were seen by outside bystanders as being hauled into police trucks headed off to jail. Trigra had enough of Allyancia do Progreso's activities, and he was one to show the world that he would do things that the former Grand Premier wouldn't do to stop disorder. He watched the live feed of the suppression in Issha Park with glee.

"Grand Premier?" His newly appointed Minister of Defense caught his attention.

"Ah, Tomas. What brings you here?" Trigra asked.

"Well, I'd like to talk about how we're going to take hold of the entire military. NNS just released a report a few hours ago, saying that their sources in the armed forces say that some officers aren't entirely loyal to us." The new Minister of Defense answered.

"Right, about that. I want every high ranking officer in the Federal Armed Forces assembled here, in my office, tomorrow afternoon. We're going to need to weed out the people that aren't loyal to me."

"You're talking about purging the military, sir?"

"Absolutely, how else can you hold your power in such a drastic change, and in such an unfriendly country?" Trigra reasoned.

"R-right, Grand Premier. I'll send out the calls immediately." The Minister of Defense said before leaving Trigra's office.

It's all coming together. He thought. In the coming months, his plan would progress towards the legislature. He would indict his enemies, and exile them out of the country, as he had with Natalya Saiko.

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Natalya shook her head before responding to Pierre's question. "I intend on returning to Guadalupador and kicking Trigra's ass. Then I intend to become Grand Premier again." She said, obviously upset. "I mean, this is literally all i have with me, Pierre. One suitcase, my phone, and my passport. I was literally deported out of my own damn country!" Saiko exclaimed, waving her passport in the air. "If I'm going to get back, then I'll need Satsuki's support, but I doubt I'll be able to convince her to help me anytime soon..." She said with despair. "J-just take me to the nearest hotel, or something. I don't care..." before putting her head in her arms.

Songji, Kaifong

Pedro looked up at the Colonel who shot him in both kneecaps. As he came through the doorway, Pedro softly asked: "Are you gonna finish the job, now?" As the Colonel told him the news, Pedro couldn't help but shake his head in disbelief. "You're fucking with me, that's some propaganda bullshit." He said. Yanama didn't believe the news, he couldn't believe it. A Sonacist in power, in Guadalupador? Pedro softly laughed, then said: "Trigra wouldn't dare. I know that, you know that, everybody knows that fact, 'friend'". He lifted himself up and said. "How hot is Riysa, this time of year?"
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Postby El Cuscatlan » Sat Oct 11, 2014 6:21 pm

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To: Guadalupador, Guiseppe Triga
From: El Caudillo, El Presidente Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz
Subject: My greatest salutations towards great Dorian nation!
Encryption: None



Dear senor:

Hearing about problems in your country, Gran Cuscatlán is ready to Assist. I am writing to offer you a proposition: Platoon of BOEP instructors to train your men in the art of dispersing protests and urban combat. They are the best that Cuscatlán has to be honest, and surely can be used to support your men against Allyanca de Progresso which is plaguing the streets.

I am also glad that you are with us. We hold no grudge about our past; let us focus on our glorious future we may share together.

Signed,

President El Jefe Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz,
The Lópezian Federation of Gran Cuscatlan
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Postby Guadalupador » Sat Oct 11, 2014 6:27 pm

To: The Caudillo of Gran Cuscatlan, Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz.
From: The Grand Premier of Guadalupador, Guissepe Trigra.
Encryption Level: High

Your BOEP Instructors will be welcome into Guadalupador as soon as I can convince my citizens who the real enemy to the nation is, the corrupt socialists plaguing the world. I am very glad that your nation, after all the degenerate trash that the National Assembly has said about you over the last ten years, holds no grudges. Now only if my citizens could feel the same. Though I promise, they will feel differently soon...
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Postby Flardania » Sat Oct 11, 2014 8:27 pm

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Megalo Mesembria, Flardania



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Satsuki was speaking to some dimplomats when she got an message from an unusal source and was allowed thru her firewall.

From: Front for a Socialist Homeland, Riysa
To: Satsuki Kiryuin, Flardania

We are a group who wants to fix Riysa for the better, but our freedoms have been suppressed by the despotic Tawfiq al-Hiwari. We are risking our lives to tell you this, but we really need the help of you and of Natalya of Guadalupador in fixing the "Hiwari problem" of our beautiful homeland. May we come visit Flardania to negotiate with the two of you in securing at least something that might help us and the people of Riysa?
Thanks,
Abu Dhabab


Satsuki laughed hysterically at the message "I have just one socialist ally and everyone thinks that I am socialist or willing to help socialist. I may dislike Axis and maybe Riysa but no way am I helping this movement. Satsuki then sent a response:

From: Office of Satsuki Kiryuin, Flardania
To: Front for a Socialist Homeland, Riysa

Bonjour, I am sorry you feel your freedoms have been suppressed by Tawfiq al-Hiwari. I would like to fix your "Hiwari problem" but it would only be vocal support of an opposition party. Unfortunetly it would not be your group, as I will not support a Socialist uprising as I am not a socialist. Just because I am allied with Guadalupador does not mean Flardania is symathetic to socialist. We have some socialist policies but that's about it.
Regards,
Satsuki Kiryuin


Marquis de Lafayette International, Megalo Mesembria, Flardania

Pierre nodded and raised his eyebrow "What makes you think Satsuki wouldn't support you especially now in your time of need. Satsuki likes you a lot and to be honest more then she liked Enrique. He then saw her depressed and seeing her up close for this duration noticed how attractive she was. He then coughed. I have a property for rent in Bundang right outside the capital. You can live there for now and don't worry about cost. Consider it a favor for a friend." Pierre send with a warm and kind smile.
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Postby Guadalupador » Sat Oct 11, 2014 8:56 pm

Flardania wrote:
Marquis de Lafayette International, Megalo Mesembria, Flardania

Pierre nodded and raised his eyebrow "What makes you think Satsuki wouldn't support you especially now in your time of need. Satsuki likes you a lot and to be honest more then she liked Enrique. He then saw her depressed and seeing her up close for this duration noticed how attractive she was. He then coughed. I have a property for rent in Bundang right outside the capital. You can live there for now and don't worry about cost. Consider it a favor for a friend." Pierre send with a warm and kind smile.


"Y-you'd really do that?" Natalya asked in disbelief. Her brown eyes lit up at his offer. She gave Pierre a small smile before bringing him in for a hug. "Thank Veii for you, and Satsuki." She said in his ear while she hugged him. After the hug she got her belongings and asked when she could meet with Lady Satsuki. Natalya headed for the door. "After you, Pierre." She held open the door towards the exit.
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Postby Flardania » Sat Oct 11, 2014 11:03 pm

Guadalupador wrote:
Flardania wrote:
Marquis de Lafayette International, Megalo Mesembria, Flardania

Pierre nodded and raised his eyebrow "What makes you think Satsuki wouldn't support you especially now in your time of need. Satsuki likes you a lot and to be honest more then she liked Enrique. He then saw her depressed and seeing her up close for this duration noticed how attractive she was. He then coughed. I have a property for rent in Bundang right outside the capital. You can live there for now and don't worry about cost. Consider it a favor for a friend." Pierre send with a warm and kind smile.


"Y-you'd really do that?" Natalya asked in disbelief. Her brown eyes lit up at his offer. She gave Pierre a small smile before bringing him in for a hug. "Thank Veii for you, and Satsuki." She said in his ear while she hugged him. After the hug she got her belongings and asked when she could meet with Lady Satsuki. Natalya headed for the door. "After you, Pierre." She held open the door towards the exit.


I was actually on my way to the Federal Palace when I heard your cry for help, so we will head over there right now if that is all right with you? Pierre asked as he step outside where there was media waiting with cameras flashing. Pierre cleared his throat and took command ["Ladies and gentleman please no questions at this time. As you can imagine Ms. Saiko is going thru a difficult time right now after being treated they way she was. It is not the right time. I understand you need your stories and I will address your concerns another time. Flardania media is known for given space when needed and it is what makes us stand out in the world. So please give us some space for now. Thank You"] As Pierre finished speaking the news media murmured and moved out of the way. Pierre then turned to Natalya and gave her a confident wink. "Shall we head out? Pierre asked with a smile
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Postby The State of Monavia » Sun Oct 12, 2014 1:16 am

OOC:

My involvement in this thread has been approved by Guadalupador.

EDIT: I fixed a minor error after posting. Hopefully there will not be any more of those!




October 13, AD 2025
1320 hours Monavian Imperial Standard Time (MIST)


Media Processing Center
First floor, Ministry of Foreign Affairs Building
Chalcedon, Capital District
Imperial Federation of the Monavian Empire
Northwestern Nova


The Monavian Empire’s Minister of Foreign Affairs often relied on a panel of nine experts known as the Foreign Relations Council to assist him or her in formulating official foreign policy positions. In turn, these nine officials enjoyed the support of an extensive information-gathering apparatus that observed the outside world and disseminated its findings to other parts of the Ministry. This information management system was operated the Media Processing Center (also known as the MPC for short), a department which had served as a channel for supplying the country’s governing institutions with needed information about the outside world for the past fifty-seven years. It was here that the Dorian government’s reorganization first caught the notice of staffers who sat inside cubicles dedicated to monitoring specific areas of the globe, and it was here that the narratives being crafted by Giuseppe Trigra were translated, bundled together, and sent up the chain of command for interpretation and analysis.

It took nearly a day for news of the overthrow of Natalya Saiko to percolate through the hierarchy, eventually prompting a certain expert to write a memorandum to the minister requesting that she take some time to personally look into the subject. Thus it was that the Monavian government embarked on a fateful course into the waters of Dorian politics, a place where the shores hidden in the distance had yet to be revealed.




October 13, AD 2025
1450 hours MIST


Office of the Laura Garmash
Fifth floor, Ministry of Foreign Affairs Building
Chalcedon, Capital District
Imperial Federation of the Monavian Empire
Northwestern Nova


The office of the Minister of Foreign Affairs was presently occupied by Laura Garmash, a towheaded fifty-two-year-old former legal counselor who had spent the last twenty-eight years of her career working for the Ministry. Garmash had been groomed for her position by the legendary Frank Carter, a man who had been her mentor in the art of rising through the upper echelons of bureaucratic organizations. When Carter retired in 2018, his successor urged the Crown to appoint Garmash to the post of Deputy Ministry of Foreign Affairs, a position that she had left behind scarcely two years ago.

Garmash called for her secretary to send a man into her office. “Miss Novitsky, please send Mr. Thurman in.”

The man who entered Garmash’s office was a forty-year-old foreign policy expert named Steven Thurman, whose father Walter had served as Ambassador to Ganosia under Carter’s administration over a decade earlier. Thurman was only half an inch taller than Garmash, a six foot-one inch Amazon who emphasized her own height by wearing pencil dresses that complemented her slender, columnar figure. While his superior was finally beginning to show a portion of her age, Thurman still enjoyed the thick head of deep brown hair he had at the end of his twenties and could smile like a college boy on the commencement stage without showing too many deep lines on his face. His diplomatic talents were hardly insignificant; he had served as a staffer for several ambassadors and finally as an ambassador-at large for a year before Garmash plucked him out of his once-familiar environment and chained him to a desk job. While initially resentful of that fact that he could no longer attend dozens of cocktail parties with gaudily-dressed foreigners, he received something more important in return—a role in forming actual policies. He had traded pleasure for power, and as of the present he seemed to be satisfied with his new arrangement.

“Minister Garmash, you wanted to see me,” Thurman greeted the minister as he extended his hand.

“Yes, I did. I just finished reading your memo this morning and wanted to solicit your opinion on the situation you described.”

“Did anything in particular stand out?”

“Why yes, one thing did. I was taken slightly aback by the way in which the new premier announced the removal of his predecessor. It’s quite strange.”

“I agree. Did you have any suggestions for proceeding with the matter?”

“Not really. I have yet to get this matter on the Council’s agenda and Chairman Brkovich is not exactly well-disposed at the moment. I think he caught a bug or something like that.”

“All right. If the Council is not prepared to meet and discuss the matter yet, then at least I would like your advice on the subject of how to handle the more pressing need of responding to what just took place there yesterday.”

Thurman paused to think about Garmash’s request. “On one hand, we need to form some favorable relations with the Dorian government.”

“Dorian?” Garmash interjected.

“That is the word they use as their national demonym. Anyway, we need favorable relations with their country, but at the same time, we cannot really verify the new premier’s claims at the moment. For all we know, this could be some sort of coup.”

“How do we tell what really happened then?”

“I don’t think we have any intelligence personnel over there in Guadalupador and we cannot simply pull their ship of state over and demand to see the manifest, so we’ll have to find some other way of acquiring an accurate picture of the situation. You remember what happened when the Prevanians fought their civil war?”

Garmash nodded. “Yes. That was fifteen years ago.”

“So it was. It still seems as if it happened more recently than that.”

“I suppose it does. What are you trying to say anyway?”

Thurman thoughtfully paused. “When the war first broke out, Direktor Berenovski escaped from the custody of troops that Arkadios had sent to guard him. Once Arkadios realized that Berenovski would soon rally a bunch of loyalists to his side, he attempted to sell the world a narrative that claimed his actions were legitimate and that Berenovski deserved to be removed from office for mental illness. Berenovski claimed that Arkadios was lying and simply staged a coup. As a result, it was hard to determine who was telling the truth and who was lying.”

“Of course, this assumes that either side in a struggle for power is able to remain completely honest about anything,” Garmash deadpanned.

“Right. Anyway, it was up to Carter to make a determination so that he could advise the Crown how to proceed. His solution consisted of challenging the official story by soliciting some evidence from either side. Although Berenovski was hardly in a position to support his claims much, he remained cooperative while his opponent did the opposite. The differences between their actions ultimately revealed who was telling the truth, and it can do so here,” Thurman explained.

“What exactly are you suggesting then?”

“Trigra claims that the National Assembly invoked a constitutional provision that allows them to remove Saiko from office, but this statement presents us with several problems. First, the process of removing an executive official usually takes one of two main forms, regardless of what country you’re in: impeachment and conviction for crimes, or parliamentary dissolution following a vote of no confidence. So far, none of the media reports coming out of Guadalupador have said anything about Saiko being formally charged with anything or put on trial. For that matter, there also hasn’t been anything like a parliamentary dissolution going on either. If she failed a confidence vote, then why didn’t Saiko’s government simply call it a vote of no confidence?”

“I don’t know.”

“Neither do I—that is why we need to send them a challenge, Minister.”

“A challenge? What sort of challenge?”

“We simply ask them for clarification at first. Once they respond, we ask more questions. We keep it up until one side or the other slips and gets caught in a lie. That is how we determine whether the people we want relations with are willing to negotiate honestly with us. If they’re not, sooner or later we’ll be cheated.”

After several more minutes of discussion, Garmash allowed Thurman to leave and began reading over the documents that she had received earlier that day. Bit by bit, she pieced together ideas for a letter until she had enough to start writing. The result was not long in coming.



October 13, 2025

Your Excellency:

It has come to the attentions of my office that the Dorian government has recently undergone a reorganization of its leadership over the past forty-eight hours. While my government presently does not yet have an official position on that matter, it has nevertheless found reason to view this reorganization with concern in light of the troubles which appear to have preceded it. Furthermore, my office has reason to believe that the conditions which caused the National Assembly to remove Grand Premier Saiko from her office have yet to be fully ameliorated, so as a general matter of principle, my government is willing to entertain sympathy for your people as they attempt to resolve their present difficulties.

In the interests of creating a cordial relationship between our governments, I will ask my superiors to consider establishing new diplomatic relations with your country as a gesture of goodwill and friendship. In exchange, I request a gesture of reciprocity on your office’s part—specifically, I desire information regarding the circumstances which led to your government’s recent reorganization so that I may use said information to allay any concerns which my superiors may be harboring at the present time.

Sincerely,

The Right Honorable Laura Garmash
Minister of Foreign Affairs


Once Minister Garmash had finished writing and editing the letter to the new Grand Premier, she printed out the final draft on official Ministry stationery bearing her office’s letterhead, hand-signed it with a black fountain pen that she had received from Carter as a gift years earlier, and then addressed the envelope, sealing the back flap with a synthetic pre-stamped wax seal that was coated on one side with a strong adhesive. With this task completed, she turned her attention to the issue of the deposed Grand Premier, Natalya Siako.

In Garmash’s mind, Saiko was an unknown quantity—a wild card that could potentially present the Monavian Empire with either opportunities to gain new power—or to lose it. As a matter of prudence, Garmash decided to secretly contact Saiko by writing another letter. Unlike the previous one, which was also being digitally faxed to Trigra’s office, this one would be printed and hand-delivered to her wherever she was—if the Monavian government could even find her. That, however, was another official’s problem.



October 13, 2025

Your Excellency:

It has come to the attentions of my office that the Dorian government has recently undergone a reorganization of its leadership over the past forty-eight hours. While my government presently does not yet have an official position on that matter, it has nevertheless found reason to view this reorganization with concern because of the manner in which the National Assembly claims to have removed you from the office of Grand Premier. My office has obtained reason to become suspicious about their intentions and objectives of the officials who presently claim to exercise leadership in your country, mainly because they have not been particularly forthcoming about the circumstances of your removal.

Although I intend to pursue a dialogue with the new Grand Premier at some point in the future, the Monavian government as a whole sympathizes with your position and my office remains willing to entertain any messages which you feel the need to communicate. These messages shall, unless required otherwise by state interests, remain completely within the confidences of my government until such time as you are willing to authorize the release of their contents.

Sincerely,

The Right Honorable Laura Garmash
Minister of Foreign Affairs


It took Garmash half an hour to prepare the second letter. When she finally set her pen aside and glanced at a clock hanging on the wall opposite her desk, she realized that it was rapidly approaching four-thirty. She arose with a sigh, summoned a courier to her office to pick up the pair of letters, and sauntered down an adjacent corridor to a small kitchen where she prepared herself a small pot of green tea.
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Postby Inyourfaceistan » Sun Oct 12, 2014 3:13 pm

Peresque Family Villa, San Roji



President Jack Peresque and Chief of Staff Veni Javez sat under the large tropical live oak tree at the family home of the current president. The two made a very odd combination; Peresque a quiet, well-mannered and soft spoken businessman - Javez a heard-headed and flamboyant stereotypical Latin American military leader both sitting facing the sea in the shade of a tree adorned with vines and tree ferns.
They discussed issues such as Alvaro Ferreira's rise to power in Gran Cuscatlán as well as the possibility of Javez retiring and being replaced by General Antonio "Ironsides" DeLoroza, the strong-willed tank commander who had single-handedly disemboweled the Lollohian Army. Soon, the subject shifted to Guadalupador and Guiseppe Triga's assumption of power.
"Once again I must tell you that I firmly don't care what happens outside of America Libre." Peresque said regarding the subject.
"Yes, and once again your not looking at the possibilities in play. What do we posses that the Dorians want? The safe passage of their embassy staff out of Chuchara. What do they have that we want? Ramone Sine hiding out in the "Chucharan Embassy" in Guadalupador. I say we use this advantage to make a game-winning trade."
"But so long as Sine remains cooped up in the land of his puppet-masters, he just shows the people of Chuchara what he really is - a Dorian puppet."
"Yes, but as long as he hides their not only does he put a civilian face to a military insurrection, but his presence there gives the insurgency international support. Once the very puppet masters controlling the movement have been forced to abandon their support on the world stage, not only will it put Pierdas' military face over his military movement, but it will sever all doubts in the minds of every rational bystander that the guerrillas waging war on the Chucharan Army and people are anything but what they truly are: power-hungry terrorists."
"You are wise. I can definitely understand why you have held on to your title as long as you have..." Peresque said, referring to the fact that Javez had remained Chief of Staff for over three presidential administrations now.
"Furthermore, Triga will be more likely to throw Sine under the buss in exchange for looking like a hero regarding the safe return of the diplomats - especially from the custody of a nation that does not recognize the concept of diplomatic immunity, and if Saiko should come to power before the deal is done then she will alienate her own base by coming off as a stubborn war monger interrupting the peaceful release of Dorian citizens over the leader of a group which many consider terrorists..." Javez continued, his military mind ignoring Peresque's praise and focusing on the prize of a fully liberated Chuchara; meanwhile Peresque just nodded in agreement with his plan.

To: Dorian Government, whomever may be in charge;
From: President Jack Peresque, Inyursta;

It has come to my attention a situation regarding mutual interests in our respective zones of influence. Naturally, you have probably heard of the embassy staff currently held up in Guarija; and I know you know of the man known as Ramone Sine hiding out in the "Chucharan" embassy in Nosamo.
I propose a simple trade-off, Inyursta will to see the safe passage of all embassy staff and guards out of Chuchara, in exchange for the closing of the embassy in Nosamo which is not recognized by the current government of Chuchara and the deportation of Ramone Sine back to his homeland.

I do hope you consider this offer;
- Jack Peresque
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Postby Guadalupador » Mon Oct 13, 2014 8:21 pm

1400 Hours: Nosamo, Guadalupador. (13/10/25)

Trigra rapped his fingers along the wooden desk as he stared at the Joint Chiefs of the Federal Armed Forces. His gaze often shifted between the two Generals and one High Admiral. He was reading their body language. They felt awkward, maybe a bit scared. Guissepe broke the silence. "My faithful military officials, are you aware of the reason why I called you here for this meeting?"

The Joint Chiefs all shook their heads, not being given a reason in the first place.

"Hmm, would you like to know why I called you all here?" Trigra asked with slight amusement.

"Um, yes Mr. Trigr- I mean, Grand Premier Trigra." High Admiral Granin corrected himself.

Trigra was amused at the High Admiral's mistake. He let out a small chuckle before announcing the reason: "I called you all here, because a little bee within our armed forces, likes to buzz around dangerous circles..." Trigra put down a printed news report from the Nosamo News Service. "This was posted about 24 hours ago. They have sources within our own military that aren't loyal to the new government." Trigra said, slightly annoyed. "...Now if you all want to keep your jobs, then I'd suggest that you search for these dissenters and bring them to justice. If you don't, then expect to be facing a firing squad before the week's over with. Do you understand?" Trigra growled.

"Y-yes Grand Premier." The Joint Chiefs said in near unison, before leaving his office.

That was easier than I thought it would be... Guissepe thought before logging on to his computer. Two unread diplomatic missives awaited him. Ah, the Inyurstans sent me a message. How nice. Trigra smiled. Aaand... Monavia. Monavia? Okay then...

To: The Government of the Monavian Imperial Federation
From: The Grand Premier of Guadalupador, Guissepe Trigra
Encryption Level: Medium

As the Grand Premier of the Federal Union of Guadalupador, I would be honored to accept your invitation to open up relations between our two nations. We need new allies as we progress forwards as a nation, and as a people. If you would like, we can open an embassy in Nosamo relatively soon. As for the current events that caused the government reorganization, it was simple, the people of Guadalupador realized that Grand Premier Saiko was a completely ineffective leader, she was a failure. Guadalupador deserved better, the people recognized that, the National Assembly realized this. As per Article 23 of the Federal Union's Constitution, any leader found to be ineffective can be legally taken out of power by a National Assembly vote, not requiring a Vote of No Confidence, which would dissolve the National Assembly.
- Guissepe Trigra


As soon as he finished writing his response, he sent it off, and thought about the future, the creation of a new ministry. He got on the phone with his Defense Minister. "Tomas, I want my sources in the Federal Army in on this: Get me recruits for the establishment of a new ministry, I'd like to call it the Ministry of State Security..."

To: The Honorable Jack Peresque of the Rouge State of Inyursta
From: The Grand Premier of Guadalupador, Guissepe Trigra
Encryption Level: Medium

I will gladly smoke out the pretender Ramon Sina out from his "embassy" and turn him over towards your authorities immediately. My administration now fully recognizes the legitimate government of the Martinezist National Council in Chucara. Unlike, Saiko the Warmonger, I only seek peace and freedom for my people, similar as you do for La America Libre. The current government of Chucara is invited to take over the former embassy for its own diplomatic uses. May the exchange be swift!
- Guissepe Trigra


Chucaran Embassy

Sina looked out of the fourth floor window to see a platoon sized force of Guadalupadorian Soldiers amassing at the gate. He rushed away from the window right into his Security Chief. "President Sina, the Guadalupadorians are preparing to breach the gates unless we surrender." The Security Chief said, loading his P90.

Sina was angry, how dare the Dorians throw him to the dogs. "You can't be serious." He said. He was in disbelief.

"Three! Two! One! Breach!" The Captain of the Platoon yelled as the soldiers burst open the gate with a small explosive.

The Security Chief rushed Sina into a backroom, and blocked it with a table. As he waited in the small room, he could hear gunshots ring all throughout the building. As soon as the firefight stopped, he could hear the table being moved aside, and the door was kicked down. Sina flinched as the troops entered the room. Sina put his hands up. A strong hand grasped the back of his collar and pushed him out of the room and down the hallway. Sina took a peek to his right as he was moved down the hallway to see his security chief, against the wall dead, the blood staining the wall behind him. As Sina was hauled out into the street, the Captain awaited him. "You're here to take me to Chucara, aren't you?" Sina said in English.

"Yes, yes we are." The Captain said in English. The Officer ordered his men to take Sina and put him in the back of a limousine and ship him straight towards Alexi Chenko International Airport.

Sina shook his head as he was put in the back of the limousine, he was heading back to Chucara as a prisoner.


Federal Palace, Megalo Mesembria, Flardania

Natalya got out of the car, and waited for Pierre to lead her into the Federal Palace. Since she had never been to Flardania before, she was amazed at the size, and the architecture of the grand building. "Lady Satsuki lives here? It's very regal, Pierre. It suits her well." Natalya said as she walked towards the door. As soon as they were inside, she received an e-mail from her phone. It was from the Dorian Intelligence Agency. She was suspicious. Why would the DIA be sending her a message right after she was overthrown? She opened it.

To: Natalya Saiko
From: Ministry of Defense, Guadalupadorian Intelligence Agency
ENCRYPTION LEVEL: MAXIMUM
Subject: We are with you.

I'd hope that you'd get this, Trigra has yet to purge the DIA, but he's about to do it. There's two factions at eachother's throats within the
Agency as of now. As I am typing this, the Jackals (Trigra's men within the DIA) are planning to recall all of our agents across the world back to Guadalupador so that they can be purged. A few other agents within the Ministry of Defense and the DIA are still loyal to you, and we're sending conflicting signals through the Numbers Stations, telling the agents abroad to disregard the recall orders from the Jackals. We're the Foxes, and we're going rogue for you, and Guadalupador.

We intercepted a message intended for you from the Monavian Imperial Government. I copied the message off of its paper. The message is attached to this e-mail.
Good luck, we will stand and fight for you, and the Federal Union.
- Special Agent Sasha Quantes, Codename: Kel.


Natalya read the diplomatic missive from the Monavians. She silently thanked Kel for his loyalty. She sat down in a chair and speedily typed up a response.

To: The Monavian Imperial Federation
From: Grand Premier Natalya Saiko of Guadalupador
Encryption Level: VERY HIGH

The reorganization of the Guadalupadorian Government was a plot devised by Guissepe Trigra to overthrow my administration by using the 23rd Article of the Federal Union's Constitution. Now the actual text of the Article says: "That if a government official is deemed unfit for duty, by ways of medical complications, or otherwise, the National Assembly, or the Provincial Legislature has the ability to remove the official from office and install a replacement until the next election." This Article is not to be politically motivated, let alone as tool for a coup. Trigra used Article 23 to remove me from office, so that he could ascend to power without the need of an election. If you've seen the hearing that I went through, most of the representatives walked out of the National Assembly, realizing that it was a political ploy against me, and my administration. Trigra seized power, and now he's going to get rid of the National Assembly next using this same Article.
- Natalya Saiko


As soon as she finished with the message, she sent it, and got back up to follow Pierre towards the Diriegant's Office.
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Postby Arcadonisia » Wed Oct 15, 2014 2:41 pm

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From the Office of Alyssa Gregorio, Queen of Arcadonisia


To the exiled administration of Guadalupador,

On receiving news of the coup forming in your nation, I believe that as long-time allies, it is my duty, nay obligation, to assist you to regain your rightful place as the Grand Premier of Guadalupador. Therefore, I wish to extend to you and your administration an invitation to seek shelter within the borders of Arcadonisia. Here, you and I and work to resolve this issue through any means necessary to ensure the stability of your nation.

I sincerely hope that you will accept this offer, as I wish to maintain a strong and healthy relationship between our two governments. You are free to contact me should you accept or decline this offer.

Best regards,

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Postby Flardania » Wed Oct 15, 2014 3:52 pm

Federal Palace, Megalo Mesembria, Flardania
Exceutive Office


Satsuki sat at her desk with her eyes close thinking about the change in power among her allies. First Terten seems to be losing his grip in the Philippines and Saiko was ousted in what was practically a coup. Now Saiko was on her way to meet her but first......

"How long are you going to remain in there." Satsuki asked no one in particular

A young blonde woman with the look and feel of a top model holding a black and white teddy bear walked out of a secret tunnel. She was Junko Enoshima Director of Cipher Pol 9, The result of a merger between 9 Intelligence Divisions including F.I.N.A.

"Satsuki-chan how did you know I was here?" Junko asked while not addressing Satsuki properly

"I could sense the insanity. What brings you here?" Satsuki demanded

"Is that anyway to talk to the head of CP 9....

"Former terrorist!" Satsuki interjected.

"I could say the same you former Nationalistic Nazi!" Junko replied forgoing her cute charm for a serious one. "Besides here's an intercepted message from Arcadonisia. I'll let you hand our "guest" the message.

"Anything else?" Satsuki asked now puzzuled

"Yes....actually no your guest should be here soon, this is....private." Junko replied

"Very Well, your dismissed" Satsuki responded

Junko then stepped out where she ran into Pierre and Natalya.

"(Hello Pierre....Fmr. Premier....have a good day)" Junko stated before playfully slapping Pierre in the back and walking away

Pierre and Natalya walked into the office.

"And here lies the Great Leader, Satsuki" Pierre Presented as Satsuki blushed and desregarded Pierre's compliment.

Good to see you Saiko!, forgive my Dorian is rusty....Pierre can you stay and translate?"

["That was the plan Satsuki-Sama"] Pierre responded in French and Dorian.
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Postby Guadalupador » Wed Oct 15, 2014 8:40 pm

OOC: I know that this is a pretty crap post, but I'm tired.
Megalo Mesembria, Flardania

Natalya looked at the woman that just left Satsuki's office with suspicion, before following Pierre into the office. "Not a problem, It's good seeing you, Satsuki." Natalya said. "Unfortunately, it's in a circumstance such as this." She looked down. She looked at Pierre for a second, waiting for him to translate for her. "As you may know, I was overthrown by a representative from within the National Assembly. I come here for your assistance. I need to get my country back under control." She said with utmost seriousness. "This is an attack, plain and simple." She finished speaking. "The people. They are not loyal to him. The National Assembly. It is being of the purged." Natalya said in very broken English. She sat down across from Satsuki and awaited her response.

Nosamo, Guadalupador

"This is the Ministry of State Security! Let us in!" An officer yelled while banging on an apartment door in central Nosamo. Several seconds later the man on the other side unlocked the door, and opened it. "Simon Gasdano. Under order of the Ministry of State Security, and the Federal Union of Guadalupador, your show 'Yezhen Bespoko' has been canceled." The Security Officer read off of a report. "If you have any objections, then you will be prosecuted and charged for subversive acts by the Trigra Security Act of 2025. Have a good night, Mr. Gasdano." The Officer went to go down the stairs as his two men followed.

Simon shook his head and closed the door with a huff. "I'm off the air, Danya." Simon said to his wife.

"What? They can do that?" Danya asked, highly surprised.

"Well, they can now, goddamn it." Gasdano said under his breath. "Now begins the suppression of media." Simon said, before sitting down in a chair.
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El Cuscatlan
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Postby El Cuscatlan » Thu Oct 16, 2014 12:40 pm

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"Vixit ex Vicet Amore Patriae"



To: Guadalupador, Guiseppe Triga
From: El Caudillo, El Presidente Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz, Lt. Grand Commander of SACTO - Admiral Carlos Radder
Subject: My greatest salutations towards great Dorian nation!
Encryption: None



Dear senor:

Because of more and more problems connected to protesters, hooligans and socialists which want to tear Guadalupador apart, as Lt. Grand Commander of SACTO I ask you for permission to bring Joint SACTOSFOR (SACTO Stabilization Force) to your country to prevent armed uprising which supporters of Natalya Saiko may start.

SACTOSFOR will operate under full cooperation with Dorian commanders. We request your permission to begin deployment to deter the uprising from beginning.

Signed,

President El Jefe Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz,
The Lópezian Federation of Gran Cuscatlan
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Inyourfaceistan
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Postby Inyourfaceistan » Thu Oct 16, 2014 2:47 pm

NIS Headquarters, Castille de Terro



A large, circular building coated in metallic glass stood in the center of a grassy knoll surrounded by low-lying tropical brush and garden plants. Only a few palm trees and elephant ear trees nestled between the secure parking lot and the public side walks of the modern citadel known as Castille de Terro (ENG: Fortress Earth), forming a green-grass "sniper's picnic" for any unidentified intruders getting to close to the heart of National Intelligence Service (NIS) operations.

Two men paced in an empty office room with a large glass window which made the seas beyond the fortified city visible in the distance. Director Acosta and one of his top advisors, Station Chief Volier discussed the recent turn of events.
"Should we tell Javez?"
"No. Javez will hear of it soon enough, but fortunately we were able to temporarily put a lid on Military Intelligence regarding Chuchara. We need to pitch our findings and our solutions to Peresque and milk the situation for what it's worth before Javez gets on the podium and lets the common denominator, the true policy maker in a democratic nation, know we just confirmed DIA in Chuchara..." Acosta was already imaging the angry crowds seething at the words of Javez, demanding the Peresque administration and the Legistlative Assembly take further measures to support the popular uprising in the nearby nation.
"No. Go talk to Peresque and make sure he knows why it's in his best interest not to let the mad dog of his leash in Chuchara - yet - while I see how much I can play this Dorian power struggle against itself..."

To: The Exiled Premier Natalya Saiko;
From: Inyurstan NIS Director Daniel Acosta;
Encryption: Extremely High

My, my, the situations we find ourselves in and the people we find ourselves talking to...
As you may or may not expect, this recent change of power has tampered with your own operations in Chuchara. Right now I hold the ultimate ace card in the form of proof that DIA is helping anti-MNC terrorists and inherently implicit in the deaths of seven Inyurstan special forces soldiers.
However, I am also not one to swim against the obvious tides. Anyone can see Triga will not last, and I have no business trying to keep him there. So let me make this simple: you recall every last one of your agents out of Chuchara, and you provide me information regarding the identities of the gang members responsible for the attack on our convoy; in exchange I will utilize the trust Triga has for us regarding our status as a SACTO nation and a seeming ally of his regime to undermine his operations and help restore your democratically-elected administration to power, and furthermore should it come down to it I can even deliver an arrest of Triga if you should so require.

Keep in mind I am communicating to you not out of desperation but out of desire to end this thing with as little bloodshed as possible. If you don't want to cooperate then we can gladly go to Triga and see what he can offer regarding the status of DIA positions in Chuchara and key HvT's in the insurgency; and let public opinion open the floodgates for thousands upon thousands of conventional soldiers to storm that island until every last loyalist is dead or dying.

The choice is yours...
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Postby Riysa » Thu Oct 16, 2014 5:22 pm

Songji

"It doesn't matter whether you believe me or not, but that's the truth." He smiled. "You'll see, it depends on where they decide to ship you...but, come along now, you can't be late for your plane, no?" A couple guards helped move him out of the bed and into a wheelchair, where he was shackled and rolled out.

It was a large undertaking, transfering the thousands of prisoners from the ships to aircraft that would take them to Riysa. By moving only small groups of prisoners at a time, however, security was maintained at all times, even though it took a couple days of flights (with assistance from the Kaifong government) to move them all to Riysa.

Camp Sufur ("Zero"), Riysian Desert

The primary destination of the POWs was a large detention complex in the middle of the desert, nicknamed Zero. It was named as such by the guards stationed there, for the lack of anything nearby but hot, open desert. Double chainlink walls, covered in concertina wire, and machinegun-armed parapets at regular intervals marked the boundaries of the camp.

Upon arrival, the prisoners were separated into groups based on rank, and escorted to their cells. To some of their surprise, there were already a couple hundred Dorians there, survivors of the troopship sinking that the 9th Fleet had managed to pick up and due to the smaller group size, managed to fly them over to Songji instead of ship them there. A small number - about 30 or so, the highest-ranked POWs currently detained - were marched to the courtyard and forced into a stress position, for photographs to be taken and used. Many of the POWs found two newspapers in their cell, one an English version of the Riysian state press, and the second, a Dorian newspaper covering the rise of Triga to power.
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Postby Flardania » Thu Oct 16, 2014 9:02 pm

Megalo Mesembria, Flardania

Satsuki looked thru Pierre and Natalya as almost in a trance deep in thought. She then sighed and then groaned. ["I hope you know it's close to impossible to say no to you especially if I don't need to put boots on the Ground."] Satsuki said waiting for the translation.["First off however we need to examine all the help and options we have. With me I have two messages from Arcadonisia and Inyursta intercepted by CP 9 addressed to you currently being printed and sealed. My aide should be bringing them now."] as Pierre translated Satsuki's aide Nonon walked in and handed the two messages to Natalya. She looked at Pierre before saying ("Good to see you Pierre-san, welcome back to the capital.") Nonon then smiled and left the room.

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From the Office of Alyssa Gregorio, Queen of Arcadonisia


To the exiled administration of Guadalupador,

On receiving news of the coup forming in your nation, I believe that as long-time allies, it is my duty, nay obligation, to assist you to regain your rightful place as the Grand Premier of Guadalupador. Therefore, I wish to extend to you and your administration an invitation to seek shelter within the borders of Arcadonisia. Here, you and I and work to resolve this issue through any means necessary to ensure the stability of your nation.

I sincerely hope that you will accept this offer, as I wish to maintain a strong and healthy relationship between our two governments. You are free to contact me should you accept or decline this offer.

Best regards,

Alyssa Gregorio
Queen of Arcadonisia



To: The Exiled Premier Natalya Saiko;
From: Inyurstan NIS Director Daniel Acosta;
Encryption: Extremely High

My, my, the situations we find ourselves in and the people we find ourselves talking to...
As you may or may not expect, this recent change of power has tampered with your own operations in Chuchara. Right now I hold the ultimate ace card in the form of proof that DIA is helping anti-MNC terrorists and inherently implicit in the deaths of seven Inyurstan special forces soldiers.
However, I am also not one to swim against the obvious tides. Anyone can see Triga will not last, and I have no business trying to keep him there. So let me make this simple: you recall every last one of your agents out of Chuchara, and you provide me information regarding the identities of the gang members responsible for the attack on our convoy; in exchange I will utilize the trust Triga has for us regarding our status as a SACTO nation and a seeming ally of his regime to undermine his operations and help restore your democratically-elected administration to power, and furthermore should it come down to it I can even deliver an arrest of Triga if you should so require.

Keep in mind I am communicating to you not out of desperation but out of desire to end this thing with as little bloodshed as possible. If you don't want to cooperate then we can gladly go to Triga and see what he can offer regarding the status of DIA positions in Chuchara and key HvT's in the insurgency; and let public opinion open the floodgates for thousands upon thousands of conventional soldiers to storm that island until every last loyalist is dead or dying.

The choice is yours...


Satsuki then awaited Natalya responses.
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Guadalupador
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Postby Guadalupador » Thu Oct 16, 2014 9:04 pm

1200 Hours: Enrico, Guadalupador. (15/10/25)

"Trigra The Traitor! Leave Guadalupador!" Chanted a small crowd in front of the Provincial Government Building. The crowd of about a thousand people continued to stand in solidarity as a platoon of State Security Troops moved towards them, ordering them to disperse. The crowd still stood as the newly established Ministry didn't scare them. There they stood, continuing to chant and sing as the State Security Officers forcefully moved into the crowd, beating and arresting those that didn't run off. The soldiers were swift, and efficient, carrying off people in zip-ties and handcuffs. As the cleanup operations began, several protesters pulled out their handguns and fired at the State Security Force. The situation that was simmering down, now became a full blown firefight as protesters clashed with Government troops returning fire. The newly nationalized and restructured Nosamo News Service was at the scene, reporting that insurgents have infiltrated the country, and that the best guess was that worldwide Communism was to blame.

Back in Nosamo things had quieted down since Guiseppe had taken power. Trigra watched the news report. He smiled as he watched his personal troops disperse the demonstration. Now that's how you do it boys... He thought as he looked back towards his desk, several bills passed from within the National Assembly were ready for his signature. Over the past week, he had indicted most opposition members in the National Assembly using Article 23, and had them detained and replaced with his own party's representatives, giving him near absolute power from within the legislature. The bills that had been passed were obviously ploys by his representatives to give him even more power than he had before: establishing limits over communication, and repealing Habeas Corpus. He quickly signed the bills into law, and had his aide take them away. He looked at his computer. "Ah, a new message coming in from the Caudillo..." He looked up at the aide. "Well? Don't you have somewhere to be?" Trigra said, annoyed that the young man was still standing in his office. The aide sped out the door, leaving Trigra to his own devices. It wouldn't hurt to have support, especially if there's armed resistance from within. Trigra thought as he read through the message.

To:Caudillo Alvaro Ferreira D`Cruz, and the Lt. Grand Commander of SACTO, Admiral Carlos Radder
From: Grand Premier Guiseppe Trigra
Encryption Level: High

I have looked over your offer, and with recent events unfolding from within the great nation of Guadalupador, I am willing to accept the presense of your taskforce to operate within Guadalupadorian borders. I am ecstatic that we are finally willing to work with one another in regards of military support. I thank you very much.
- Guiseppe Trigra


Camp Zero, Riysa

Pedro lifted his hand to shield his eyes from the fierce desert sun. He squinted his eyes to see the interior of the camp, and the POWs being currently processed. The whole scene only made him angrier as he was wheeled into the entrance. He looked around inmate processing to see a familiar face, about to enter the camp. "Yens? Yens! Hey!" Pedro said over towards Ovari.

Ovari looked up to see Pedro in a wheelchair, he shook his head before saying: "Quiet down Yanama, the bastards'll hear us over the commotion." Yens said before moving out into the interior of the camp, towards his prison bloc.

As soon as Yanama was processed, he was wheeled into a cramped cell, all to himself. He was lucky, he could see three officers within one six by eight cell, attempting to procure some space for themselves. He looked over towards his bed to see two newspapers, one in Dorian, and the other in English. "Great, more propaganda." Pedro said to himself before tossing the two publications into a corner.

"Pedro, hey Pedro." One figure called out from across the hallway. "It's me, Yens. What the hell happened to you?" Ovari asked, pointing to his wheelchair.

"I was shot, Yens. That son of a bitch, Ghalazi shot me in my knees." Pedro said angrily.

"They're animals, Pedro. The whole goddamned lot of these Riysan soldiers are animals, mate. Don't expect anything more from them." Yens said, showing off several bruises from when he was interrogated.

"When do you think we're going to be out?" Pedro asked.

"I don't know, but I hope Saiko gets on it quick..." Ovari responded.
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Postby Guadalupador » Thu Oct 16, 2014 9:29 pm

Flardania wrote:
Megalo Mesembria, Flardania

Satsuki looked thru Pierre and Natalya as almost in a trance deep in thought. She then sighed and then groaned. ["I hope you know it's close to impossible to say no to you especially if I don't need to put boots on the Ground."] Satsuki said waiting for the translation.["First off however we need to examine all the help and options we have. With me I have two messages from Arcadonisia and Inyursta intercepted by CP 9 addressed to you currently being printed and sealed. My aide should be bringing them now."] as Pierre translated Satsuki's aide Nonon walked in and handed the two messages to Natalya. She looked at Pierre before saying ("Good to see you Pierre-san, welcome back to the capital.") Nonon then smiled and left the room.



From the Office of Alyssa Gregorio, Queen of Arcadonisia


To the exiled administration of Guadalupador,

On receiving news of the coup forming in your nation, I believe that as long-time allies, it is my duty, nay obligation, to assist you to regain your rightful place as the Grand Premier of Guadalupador. Therefore, I wish to extend to you and your administration an invitation to seek shelter within the borders of Arcadonisia. Here, you and I and work to resolve this issue through any means necessary to ensure the stability of your nation.

I sincerely hope that you will accept this offer, as I wish to maintain a strong and healthy relationship between our two governments. You are free to contact me should you accept or decline this offer.

Best regards,

Alyssa Gregorio
Queen of Arcadonisia



To: The Exiled Premier Natalya Saiko;
From: Inyurstan NIS Director Daniel Acosta;
Encryption: Extremely High

My, my, the situations we find ourselves in and the people we find ourselves talking to...
As you may or may not expect, this recent change of power has tampered with your own operations in Chuchara. Right now I hold the ultimate ace card in the form of proof that DIA is helping anti-MNC terrorists and inherently implicit in the deaths of seven Inyurstan special forces soldiers.
However, I am also not one to swim against the obvious tides. Anyone can see Triga will not last, and I have no business trying to keep him there. So let me make this simple: you recall every last one of your agents out of Chuchara, and you provide me information regarding the identities of the gang members responsible for the attack on our convoy; in exchange I will utilize the trust Triga has for us regarding our status as a SACTO nation and a seeming ally of his regime to undermine his operations and help restore your democratically-elected administration to power, and furthermore should it come down to it I can even deliver an arrest of Triga if you should so require.

Keep in mind I am communicating to you not out of desperation but out of desire to end this thing with as little bloodshed as possible. If you don't want to cooperate then we can gladly go to Triga and see what he can offer regarding the status of DIA positions in Chuchara and key HvT's in the insurgency; and let public opinion open the floodgates for thousands upon thousands of conventional soldiers to storm that island until every last loyalist is dead or dying.

The choice is yours...


Satsuki then awaited Natalya responses.


Natalya looked up at Satsuki's aide, and smiled "Thank you very much for the messages." she said before reading through the contents of the first message. She smiled at the message from Arcadonisia, knowing that there are other world leaders willing to get her back into power, other than Satsuki. She looked through the contents of the Inyurstan message. She was perplexed, they weren't supposed to find out about the DIA presence in Chucara. How did they even find out? And the weird offer, which would most certainly come with a catch. She didn't like the look of it. "I thank you for the support, you don't mind if I respond to these missives, right now do you?" Natalya asked before pulling out her phone, and starting to type.

To: The Queen of Arcadonisia, Alyssa Gregorio I
From: The Grand Premier of the Federal Union of Guadalupador, Natalya Saiko
Encryption Level: High

I will most certainly accept your invitation to come to Sol Vera to help reclaim the Federal Union of Guadalupador. I am blessed to have a friend like you. Though I will stay in Flardania for two weeks, I will inform Diriregant Kiryuin of my departure immediately. Our three nations working together will bring Trigra to justice, I am sure of it.
- Natalya Saiko


To: Director of the Inyurstan NIS, Daniel Acosta
From: Grand Premier of the Federal Union of Guadalupador, Natalya Saiko
Encryption Level: High

The reason why there are DIA operators in Chucara, was solely to extract the Guadalupadorian Ambassador, and his embassy staff and return them to Guadalupador. If what you say is true, and that the Ambassador and his embassy staff have returned, then the only logical answer is to have them recalled, since the job is over with. I do believe that Trigra has already done that. As for other operations within Chucara, I'm not aware of any actual reports coming back indicating that the DIA was involved in the attack on your special forces convoy. I solely ordered the DIA to extract the ambassador, nothing more, nothing less. The guerrillas, then must be under the control of the Chucaran government. I would also hope that you'd realize that I have no real control of how the DIA works at this time, since I was just deposed, so I couldn't've ordered the recall of Serpendo's team if I wanted to. Your offer, if I had any power to execute it, is tempting...
- Natalya Saiko
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Postby El Cuscatlan » Thu Oct 16, 2014 9:58 pm

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Cuscatlani Airborne Soldiers preparing to be moved.




Major General Miguel Dominiguez del Rio was annoyed, and was annoyed a lot. They came to him at night, took him out of the bed. Almost simultaneously he received WARNO from his superiors and quickly read it. Intervention in Guadalupador? Ensuring that worldwide communists will not take power in Guadalupador? He smiled. Few months ago Dorians were attacking La America Libre by their offensive diplomacy and now Cuscatlani forces were to enter the Guadalupador itself, and ensure that Saiko will not return to power. He laughed, knowing what awaited him. Victory of Liberalismo Contador has finally came to nation which tried to fight Gran Cuscatlán since infamous 2021 gay pride incidents. 4 years and a lot of clashes - but Cuscatlán was standing again, and now boots of Cuscatlani forces were on Dorian soil, ensuring that nobody and nothing will stand in the way of La America Libre again. Then, the car passed through the gates of Almagro military base: enormous complex surrounded by barbed wire, high walls and hidden resistance points. Almagro base was enormous. He was dropped by his "friends" from Dirección de Inteligencia Naciónal (DINA) here and walked to the command room. It was enormous room, full of newest generation electronics. He was quite surprised for a lot of people being there. And above all of it, General (3 star) Benito Juarez Vanelli was also there. Vanelli, tall man who looked like he was earning for life fighting with alligators, but already with grey hair and pretty old, stood there and smiled to him. After both men saluted each other, Vanelli spoke:

"General Dominiguez del Rio" his voice was full of confidence and calmness, but also with charisma "here is your OPORD. I hope 24th Airborne will be as useful as it was in Syria"

"Yes sir!" General Dominiguez always obeyed orders "When we are moving?"

"ASAP" told him general Vanelli "We will ensure that democracy in Dorian is over!"

Soon the engines of planes roared as two mechanized infantry battalions and engineer regiment flew to Guadalupador...

TO BE DEPLOYED IN NEAREST MONTH

112th independent Mechanized Infantry Regiment: 2 340
HQ: 400
Mortar company: 100
ATGM company: 100
Communications company: 70
1st Mechanized Infantry Battalion: 490
2nd Mechanized Infantry Battalion: 490
3rd Mechanized Infantry Battalion: 490
Special duty company: 120
HMG company: 43
CRBN defence platoon: 37


10th Guarda Civil Division: 7507
Communications company: 80
HMG company: 97
Special Purpose company: 110
1st Internal Guards Regiment: 1870
2nd Internal Guards Regiment: 1870
BOEP Regiment: 1870
Artillery regiment: 1135
Logistics element: 380
-> HQ: 82
-> Medical company: 196
-> Transportation company: 102

24th Airborne division: 9099
HQ: 520
CRBN defence HQ platoon: 15
Reconnaissance battalion: 225
Anti air company: 98
Engineer battalion: 290
1st Air Assault Regiment: 2500
2nd Air Assault Regiment: 2500
3rd Air Assault Regiment: 2500
Flame Warfare company: 98
Communications company: 107
Artillery company: 108
CRBN defence company: 88]
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Gran Cuscatlan - population 718 million - is rightist junta ruled county in Latin America. | I am born again Christian.
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Postby Manarua » Thu Oct 16, 2014 10:10 pm

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THIS NATION BELONGS TO ZATARISTAN

NATION INFO:
  • 102 Million Population.
  • Ruled by General Raul Almagro.
  • Authoritian-Militaristic type of rule.
  • Bolivarian Social Policy,Third Way Economic Policy
  • Mix of Russian and Western Equipment

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