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by Reutoa » Wed Dec 30, 2015 7:18 pm
The Presidential Republic of Reutoa19 year old Rockefeller Republican, College Student studying History to be a Teacher, Former Campaign Aide, aspiring pescatarian
WELD 2020"Every time you stand up for an ideal, you send forth a tiny ripple of hope."
-Senator Robert F. Kennedy
by The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania » Wed Dec 30, 2015 9:43 pm
Frolosti wrote:After various cups of coffee and some 25 hours or so, Arvid's plane finally saw the Wolfussian airport. "Finally, damn it," He muttered.
The plane slid on to the Wolfussian airway, and the ramp lowered. Arvid began to walk out of the plane, taking in the sight that was before him. He saw a Wolfussian man, dressed in the nation's usual governmental attire. "Hello there, Mr.!" Arvid said, going for a hand shake.
Jiakros wrote:From: Ahlstrom
To: Kansler
I hate the nation you run, and I hate the way you run it. However, my advisors say that I should come anyway. Instead of sending some asshole ambassador, I will come myself, over skype. You have internet access, right?
To the entity known as Ahlstrom,
I am not the ruler of this nation, merely a subordinate of the Alpha-Venneskelig. Though you have made it clear that you hate our nation, you may attend our diplomatic event. I am not sure why you would attend, because you are obviously not going to make any alliances with Wolfussian Oceania
Glory to Wolfussia,
The Kansler of Wolfussia
by The Hairy Men of God » Thu Dec 31, 2015 12:02 am
by The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania » Thu Dec 31, 2015 12:24 am
The Hairy Men of God wrote:"Finally" the Airport was in sight Abramelin smiled looking through the Window, In moments he would land.
Abramelin placed on his royal red Robe and was ready to get off the plane.
The airplane requested permission to land from the wolfussian airport, they await permission.
This is Skramstad Military Control Tower,
You are cleared for landing, launching fighter escort. Good to have you in the glorious state.
by The Hairy Men of God » Thu Dec 31, 2015 1:23 am
The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania wrote:The Hairy Men of God wrote:"Finally" the Airport was in sight Abramelin smiled looking through the Window, In moments he would land.
Abramelin placed on his royal red Robe and was ready to get off the plane.
The airplane requested permission to land from the wolfussian airport, they await permission.This is Skramstad Military Control Tower,
You are cleared for landing, launching fighter escort. Good to have you in the glorious state.
On the ground, another grouping of cars was ready to take Abramelin to the Riekondeg Citadel. Once he landed, they would immediately begin their journey to the Citadel, which would take about 40 minutes.
by Fellutia » Thu Dec 31, 2015 5:19 am
by Russo-Byzantine Empire » Thu Dec 31, 2015 6:03 am
by The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania » Thu Dec 31, 2015 10:08 am
by Russo-Byzantine Empire » Thu Dec 31, 2015 11:23 am
by Frolosti » Thu Dec 31, 2015 3:31 pm
The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania wrote:Frolosti wrote:After various cups of coffee and some 25 hours or so, Arvid's plane finally saw the Wolfussian airport. "Finally, damn it," He muttered.
The plane slid on to the Wolfussian airway, and the ramp lowered. Arvid began to walk out of the plane, taking in the sight that was before him. He saw a Wolfussian man, dressed in the nation's usual governmental attire. "Hello there, Mr.!" Arvid said, going for a hand shake.
The Wolfussian officer snapped to attention, giving the Prince a handshake and then saluting him with a traditional cross of his arms.
"Hello, Prince Arvid! If you will follow me, I will escort you to the Citadel. My men and I are honoured to be your escort." He gestured to a black luxury car with armoured escorts, much like what the German delegates rode in.
❆IN FROST AND❅SNOW, WE SHALL❅RISE AND GROW❆Prince: Arvid II
Founded: Jan. 1806
Population: 21,500,000
Military Personnel: 7,050,000
Government: Unitary Semi-Constitutional Monarchy[/b]
by Menra » Thu Dec 31, 2015 4:02 pm
by Socialist Federation Of Gallifrey » Thu Dec 31, 2015 9:12 pm
by The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania » Thu Dec 31, 2015 9:41 pm
Socialist Federation Of Gallifrey wrote:An Airplane with the flag of Gallifrey would be seen slowing getting ready to land. They would await the Wolfrussia control tower to respond.
The Pilot would say, "Hello this is Federation leader Greg arriving are we clear for landing, over?"
They would await a response.
Menra wrote:Everyone the food has come there is Nervianian Conterflors, Gorilla Meat, oh and the flesh of a col....um a mystery meat if you may. With some amazing Nervianian bread. And we shall all discuss things like me expl... I mean we helping our fellow nations so come enjoy our feast.
Frolosti wrote:
"This is quite the car. As black as obsidian," Arvid commented.
After about half-an-hour, the car rode up to the Citadel. When Arvid stepped out, he was instantly surrounded by various flashes from cameras snapping. "Your people are very enthusiastic. That, or they dig the robes," Arvid smugly said as he walked out towards the Citadel's entrance.
by Frolosti » Thu Dec 31, 2015 10:50 pm
The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania wrote:Socialist Federation Of Gallifrey wrote:An Airplane with the flag of Gallifrey would be seen slowing getting ready to land. They would await the Wolfrussia control tower to respond.
The Pilot would say, "Hello this is Federation leader Greg arriving are we clear for landing, over?"
They would await a response.
The Wolfussian tower cleared them for landing, and the plane came down in the airport. A captain of the Wolfussian army stood and enutastivly greeted the delegates, showing them to a standard convoy. The convoy would bring them to the Riekonged citadel, where most of the delegates were waiting.
The tower was then told to clear every plane with delegates onboard, to be greeted by another Wolfussian captain and his men, and escorted to the Citadel.
(OOC: You can now just RP your delegates being dropped off at the Citadel)Menra wrote:Everyone the food has come there is Nervianian Conterflors, Gorilla Meat, oh and the flesh of a col....um a mystery meat if you may. With some amazing Nervianian bread. And we shall all discuss things like me expl... I mean we helping our fellow nations so come enjoy our feast.
The Kansler nodded, and said "Well, it is gracious of you to bring food to this event. If you will follow me, there is a dining hall set up." The Kansler walked away, into a large room adorned with Wolfussian banners and symbols. Long tables with plenty of chairs were set up, and the Kansler sat at the very right of the head chair.
Some Wolfussian soldiers wheeled in a large computer screen, so the man known as "Ahlstrom" could enter the dinner at his leisure. He motioned for the other delegates to sit down as well, as other soldiers brought food and drink into the room.
"Well!" He said, making no move to eat any of the food laced in front of him. "What kind of mutual agreements between our nations come to mind?"Frolosti wrote:
"This is quite the car. As black as obsidian," Arvid commented.
After about half-an-hour, the car rode up to the Citadel. When Arvid stepped out, he was instantly surrounded by various flashes from cameras snapping. "Your people are very enthusiastic. That, or they dig the robes," Arvid smugly said as he walked out towards the Citadel's entrance.
The Wolfussian officer escorted Arvid to the dining hall with the rest of the delegates, and told him to sit down. He was then warmly greeted by the Kansler.
❆IN FROST AND❅SNOW, WE SHALL❅RISE AND GROW❆Prince: Arvid II
Founded: Jan. 1806
Population: 21,500,000
Military Personnel: 7,050,000
Government: Unitary Semi-Constitutional Monarchy[/b]
by The Hairy Men of God » Fri Jan 01, 2016 1:49 am
by Fellutia » Fri Jan 01, 2016 2:45 am
by Russo-Byzantine Empire » Fri Jan 01, 2016 3:39 am
by Frolosti » Fri Jan 01, 2016 5:28 am
Russo-Byzantine Empire wrote:Pyotr recognized Arvid in the crowd. He shrugged. Royalty should stick together, I suppose. With this rationale, Pyotr sat down next to Arvid at the table. "So, what do you think of Wlfussia so far?" he asked the Prince.
❆IN FROST AND❅SNOW, WE SHALL❅RISE AND GROW❆Prince: Arvid II
Founded: Jan. 1806
Population: 21,500,000
Military Personnel: 7,050,000
Government: Unitary Semi-Constitutional Monarchy[/b]
by The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania » Fri Jan 01, 2016 10:32 am
The Hairy Men of God wrote:Abramelin Landed and quickly got into the black vehicle. He looked at the foreign Country with admiration, a nation is always at it's best after victory he thought. They soon reached the citadel.
Abramelin entered the Citadel and took his seat among the delegates, in the dining hall.
Abramelin Spoke greetings "a pleasure to meet you, I Am King Ba'al Abramelin Emeth V-Emeth, the God in Flesh. It is a pleasure to meet you Kasler Audbjorn, and to meet you Prince Arvid, and to meet you also Grand Duke Pyotr. May I ask when shall the Alpha Arrive? I have much I wish to discuss with him"
by Menra » Fri Jan 01, 2016 10:37 am
Frolosti wrote:The Wolfussian Colony of Oceania wrote:
The Wolfussian tower cleared them for landing, and the plane came down in the airport. A captain of the Wolfussian army stood and enutastivly greeted the delegates, showing them to a standard convoy. The convoy would bring them to the Riekonged citadel, where most of the delegates were waiting.
The tower was then told to clear every plane with delegates onboard, to be greeted by another Wolfussian captain and his men, and escorted to the Citadel.
(OOC: You can now just RP your delegates being dropped off at the Citadel)
The Kansler nodded, and said "Well, it is gracious of you to bring food to this event. If you will follow me, there is a dining hall set up." The Kansler walked away, into a large room adorned with Wolfussian banners and symbols. Long tables with plenty of chairs were set up, and the Kansler sat at the very right of the head chair.
Some Wolfussian soldiers wheeled in a large computer screen, so the man known as "Ahlstrom" could enter the dinner at his leisure. He motioned for the other delegates to sit down as well, as other soldiers brought food and drink into the room.
"Well!" He said, making no move to eat any of the food laced in front of him. "What kind of mutual agreements between our nations come to mind?"
The Wolfussian officer escorted Arvid to the dining hall with the rest of the delegates, and told him to sit down. He was then warmly greeted by the Kansler.
"Sweet damn, quite the hall," Arvid thought to himself as the officer escorted him. When he was greeted by the Kansler, he greeted him back: "Greatest greetings, Kansler. Fine hall you and your people have."
by Russo-Byzantine Empire » Fri Jan 01, 2016 11:28 am
Frolosti wrote:Russo-Byzantine Empire wrote:Pyotr recognized Arvid in the crowd. He shrugged. Royalty should stick together, I suppose. With this rationale, Pyotr sat down next to Arvid at the table. "So, what do you think of Wlfussia so far?" he asked the Prince.
"It looks pretty fine from what I've noticed. Though, their guard uniforms are bit...creepy," Arvid commented. He resumed looking around at the vast expanse of delicacies before him set out on the table.
by Menra » Fri Jan 01, 2016 12:21 pm
Russo-Byzantine Empire wrote:Frolosti wrote:"It looks pretty fine from what I've noticed. Though, their guard uniforms are bit...creepy," Arvid commented. He resumed looking around at the vast expanse of delicacies before him set out on the table.
"Quite. No fashion sense at all," Pyotr responded. Pyotr at this stage was caught in a limbo of sorts due to the fact that he was extremely hungry, but unaware if he was supposed to begin eating yet. It was quite an awkward position to be in, all things considered.
by Jiakros » Fri Jan 01, 2016 12:40 pm
by Imperial Wolfenstein » Fri Jan 01, 2016 2:00 pm
With reports of a rise in terrorist activity in Moscow, Reichsmarschall Friedrich von Oberammergau has made an announcement warning the deviant insurgents to cease all acts against the Reich or "untold retaliation" will be directed towards the city/The 2nd SS Division " Das Reich" has been dispatched to the Eastern Directorate to assist in patrolling the area of Tokyo
by Russo-Byzantine Empire » Fri Jan 01, 2016 2:35 pm
Menra wrote:Russo-Byzantine Empire wrote:"Quite. No fashion sense at all," Pyotr responded. Pyotr at this stage was caught in a limbo of sorts due to the fact that he was extremely hungry, but unaware if he was supposed to begin eating yet. It was quite an awkward position to be in, all things considered.
No fashion sense what do you think ah those forigeniers don't know about us and begin eating why not
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