New Carthaginian Royal Wedding [RP-IC][See OP For More]

[New Carthagea]

His Most Gracious Majesty, Christophe II, By The Grace Of God, King Of New Carthagea And The Emperor Of Phoenicians,
Has invited many Heads of State and Government of the nations of the world to,

The wedding of his sister, Princess Victoria of New Carthagea, with the British diplomat, William Chislehurst, on 30 September 2020.



His Majesty the King and Queen Margaret are pleased to welcome world leaders and their families to this most magnificent event.
Thus, on the sunny day of 26 September 2020, Saturday, at the picturesque Costalblat Castle on the Phoenician coast. Let the celebrations begin.

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[New Carthagea]

It is a beautiful day at Costalblat castle. All the guests had already arrived at the castle for the marriage. The men were busy giving stupid and unnecessary free advice to the groom, William ; while the women were busy having small-talk with each other and the bride, Princess Victoria. Well, at least most of them were doing so that way.

The Castle Guards had already reported that someone had stolen 2 barrels of Rosé from the wine cellar, and reported that a certain woman and man were reportedly seen dragging a fat, middle-aged man away from the wine cellar hastily. The perpetrators are yet to be confirmed, but that is not important. The Queen arrived that morning; the King would come the day after, after the new PM was sworn in. There, Eric the Switzcoon met Lord Bodie's Benedict, and they both became instant buddies.

As usual, Billy and Bravu IV started theirs stupid quarrelling as Billy tried to seduce Socojea once more (For Those Who Don't Know About This, Read Bravu IV's section here.). Ari, a particular ancient looking Scythian woman, had gone around trying to pitch a tent in the castle grounds, and has occasionally scared some children here and there. There were a lot many others ; a shirtless, young adult trying to ponder at things by looking into the sea from the top of the tower, and some funny man trying to demand reparations to his country from Queen Margaret.

Then there was the young boy Axel, the son of Jeff, the leader of our great ally Linkers Sha. Apart from these, there were a lot many others, of different personalities and characteristics. It sure is going to be an interesting wedding ...

[Insaanistan]

*Mustafa ibn Sina Abu Jamal arrives with his bodyguards to greet King Christophe II, but is visibly on edge and nervous*

[New Carthagea]

*Mustafa ibn Sina Abu Jamal arrives with his bodyguards to greet King Christophe II, but is visibly on edge and nervous*

Queen Margaret greets him. She says, "Greetings, Mustafa. My husband will take some time to come here, some political business at the capital. Why don't you go meet some people around the castle ?"
Saying so, she smiles at him and moves on.

[Insaanistan]

*Mustafa ibn Sina Abu Jamal arrives with his bodyguards to greet King Christophe II, but is visibly on edge and nervous*

Queen Margaret greets him. She says, "Greetings, Mustafa. My husband will take some time to come here, some political business at the capital. Why don't you go meet some people around the castle ?"
Saying so, she smiles at him and moves on.

*President Mustafa nods vigorously*
“Oh y-yes,” he says, “V-very good id-dea, m-ma’am.”
*He goes off to see if he can meet anyone else around the castle*

[Linkers Sha]

Comrade Axel arrived at the castle with the commisar very calmly at first walking around while chatting with the Commisar and then wondering through the party with the commisar to see if King Christophe II is at the castle or not

[New Carthagea]

Comrade Axel arrived at the castle with the commisar very calmly at first walking around while chatting with the Commisar and then wondering through the party with the commisar to see if King Christophe II is at the castle or not

Queen Margaret finds Axel. After greets him with a hug, and says to him that Chris would take a day more to reach the castle. She asked him how his father Jeff was, and also asks whether the people in Egypt were responding well to Linkers Shan rule.

[Linkers Sha]

Comrade Axel arrived at the castle with the commisar very calmly at first walking around while chatting with the Commisar and then wondering through the party with the commisar to see if King Christophe II is at the castle or not

Queen Margaret finds Axel. After greets him with a hug, and says to him that Chris would take a day more to reach the castle. She asks whether Jeff had come along, and also asks whether the people in Egypt were responding well to Linkers Shan rule.

"Well thank you for the hug dad i mean Comrade Jeff will come along propably tommorow because he is currently busy with the beurocacy back in home altough there has been people questioning his rule since the recent reform he did and the Egyptian people suprisingly seems to be responding well with the rule propably because were the first country that gave our occupied teritory independence"

[Socialist Macronesia]

"I'm glad you're been willing to help us in our time of need." Ross walked away from the Queen. One of the bodyguards rushed to him.

"How did it go, sir?"

"I don't know, but I must say, there is so much stuff to steal here!"

He opens his coat pocket, revealing a variety of gold jewel-encrusted objects that were probably worth more than his entire family made in a lifetime.

"You can't take those!"

"SAYS WHO?"

"Not important. Anyway, I've already got the plan set up. When the PM arrives and gets sworn in we hand him this."

He pulls a sheet of paper. It's the reparation invoice.

"They aren't going to pay a half trillion dollars yet, Ross. Let them have their day."

"Alright."

He walks back up to the Queen.

"Say, I know you are just coming off of a war, but I would like to sit down someday and just discuss a trade deal. Your military is... weak to say the least. You guys are still using 5.56 rifles, A-10 Warthogs, these are weapons that have gone years without innovation. We can hook you up with 6.8 rifles, the latest tanks, laser-guided ordinance, best of all you don't have to deal with the rampant corruption of the American military-industrial complex. We can give you weapons tried and tested by fire, all for a reasonable cost. For example, we can replace your A-10s with the VALV-A. Not only can it operate off of carriers, and vertically launch, it has more missile and rocket pylons, which, considering the slow decline in the 30mm round's effectiveness against modern armor, might prove a worthwhile investment. Best of all, it can go nearly twice as fast. So why stick around with old, 60s tech when you can have the newest fire control systems, weapons tech, electronic warfare, you get the idea."

He hands her a business card for the SMDA conglomerate, and smiles.

"You need anything new in your military, don't hesitate to call."

[Insaanistan]

*Mustafa, now calmer but still visibly on edge, sees Axel and walks up to him.*
“Salam, hello. I uh, don’t believe I know who you are. I am President of Insaanistan. And you are?”

[Linkers Sha]

*Mustafa, now calmer but still visibly on edge, sees Axel and walks up to him.*
“Salam, hello. I uh, don’t believe I know who you are. I am President of Insaanistan. And you are?”

"Im Axel sir Comrade Jeff son nice to meet you sir you must be the president of Insaanistan"

[Insaanistan]

*Mustafa, now calmer but still visibly on edge, sees Axel and walks up to him.*
“Salam, hello. I uh, don’t believe I know who you are. I am President of Insaanistan. And you are?”

"Im Axel sir Comrade Jeff son nice to meet you sir you must be the president of Insaanistan"

“Splendid, young Axel. Now, where is your father?” he inquired, looking around to see if he could him him.

[New Carthagea]

"I'm glad you're been willing to help us in our time of need." Ross walked away from the Queen. One of the bodyguards rushed to him.

"How did it go, sir?"

"I don't know, but I must say, there is so much stuff to steal here!"

He opens his coat pocket, revealing a variety of gold jewel-encrusted objects that were probably worth more than his entire family made in a lifetime.

"You can't take those!"

"SAYS WHO?"

"Not important. Anyway, I've already got the plan set up. When the PM arrives and gets sworn in we hand him this."

He pulls a sheet of paper. It's the reparation invoice.

"They aren't going to pay a half trillion dollars yet, Ross. Let them have their day."

"Alright."

He walks back up to the Queen.

"Say, I know you are just coming off of a war, but I would like to sit down someday and just discuss a trade deal. Your military is... weak to say the least. You guys are still using 5.56 rifles, A-10 Warthogs, these are weapons that have gone years without innovation. We can hook you up with 6.8 rifles, the latest tanks, laser-guided ordinance, best of all you don't have to deal with the rampant corruption of the American military-industrial complex. We can give you weapons tried and tested by fire, all for a reasonable cost. For example, we can replace your A-10s with the VALV-A. Not only can it operate off of carriers, and vertically launch, it has more missile and rocket pylons, which, considering the slow decline in the 30mm round's effectiveness against modern armor, might prove a worthwhile investment. Best of all, it can go nearly twice as fast. So why stick around with old, 60s tech when you can have the newest fire control systems, weapons tech, electronic warfare, you get the idea."

He hands her a business card for the SMDA conglomerate, and smiles.

"You need anything new in your military, don't hesitate to call."

The Queen, while disappointed, keeps on a stern face. "Well, Ross, the last time I heard, this was supposed to be a wedding, not a goddamn military trade convention. Don't try to provoke me or my hubby ; you'll regret it. "
She says so and leaves.

[Linkers Sha]

"Im Axel sir Comrade Jeff son nice to meet you sir you must be the president of Insaanistan"

“Splendid, young Axel. Now, where is your father?” he inquired, looking around to see if he could him him.

"Nahh dad i mean Comrade Jeff is busy with the beurocracy back home he will propably come tommorow"

[Insaanistan]

“Splendid, young Axel. Now, where is your father?” he inquired, looking around to see if he could him him.

"Nahh dad i mean Comrade Jeff is busy with the beurocracy back home he will propably come tommorow"

“Oh, uh, okay. Please let me know when he arrives. I wish to speak with him about something important. Anyway, very nice meeting you, Axel.” With that, Mustafa walks away to see if he can find anyone else.

[Trenaka]

*King Wilhelm IV would arrive at the castle with his bodyguards and family, chatting with the other heads of state*

[Insaanistan]

Mustafa notices Wilhelm and walks up to him. “Hello Good sir. I am President of Insaanistan, Mustafa inn Sina Abu Jamal. And you?”

[Trenaka]

“I am King Wilhelm IV of Trenaka,” he would say, “It is nice to meet you.”

[Insaanistan]

“Ah,” said Mustafa. “Nice to meet you as well. Though there is something I’ve been meaning to ask you. What is your opinion on the Communist takeover of the European regions of my nation. Some of them ARE right at your doorstep, are they not?”

[Trenaka]

“Ah,” said Mustafa. “Nice to meet you as well. Though there is something I’ve been meaning to ask you. What is your opinion on the Communist takeover of the European regions of my nation. Some of them ARE right at your doorstep, are they not?”

(What is the general location of those areas?)

[Socialist Macronesia]

"I'm glad you're been willing to help us in our time of need." Ross walked away from the Queen. One of the bodyguards rushed to him.

"How did it go, sir?"

"I don't know, but I must say, there is so much stuff to steal here!"

He opens his coat pocket, revealing a variety of gold jewel-encrusted objects that were probably worth more than his entire family made in a lifetime.

"You can't take those!"

"SAYS WHO?"

"Not important. Anyway, I've already got the plan set up. When the PM arrives and gets sworn in we hand him this."

He pulls a sheet of paper. It's the reparation invoice.

"They aren't going to pay a half trillion dollars yet, Ross. Let them have their day."

"Alright."

He walks back up to the Queen.

"Say, I know you are just coming off of a war, but I would like to sit down someday and just discuss a trade deal. Your military is... weak to say the least. You guys are still using 5.56 rifles, A-10 Warthogs, these are weapons that have gone years without innovation. We can hook you up with 6.8 rifles, the latest tanks, laser-guided ordinance, best of all you don't have to deal with the rampant corruption of the American military-industrial complex. We can give you weapons tried and tested by fire, all for a reasonable cost. For example, we can replace your A-10s with the VALV-A. Not only can it operate off of carriers, and vertically launch, it has more missile and rocket pylons, which, considering the slow decline in the 30mm round's effectiveness against modern armor, might prove a worthwhile investment. Best of all, it can go nearly twice as fast. So why stick around with old, 60s tech when you can have the newest fire control systems, weapons tech, electronic warfare, you get the idea."

He hands her a business card for the SMDA conglomerate, and smiles.

"You need anything new in your military, don't hesitate to call."

The Queen, while disappointed, keeps on a stern face. "Well, Ross, the last time I heard, this was supposed to be a wedding, not a goddamn military trade convention. Don't try to provoke me or my hubby ; you'll regret it. "
She says so and leaves.

Ross shrugs.

"They probably think I'm here to cause problems."

"You are."

"Yes, but I mean, come on! I'm not that bad of a person!"

He paused.

"Well, I did spike the punch bowl..."

"You did WHAT? HOW MUCH?"

"...fifty grams."

"Of caffeine?"

"..no. Cocaine."

"I had a glass!"

The guard begins to twitch nervously.

[Insaanistan]

“Ah,” said Mustafa. “Nice to meet you as well. Though there is something I’ve been meaning to ask you. What is your opinion on the Communist takeover of the European regions of my nation. Some of them ARE right at your doorstep, are they not?”

(What is the general location of those areas?)

Spain and Italy.

[Trenaka]

(What is the general location of those areas?)

Spain and Italy.

“Luckily, the Communist regions are not on our border, but it is still concerning seeing Communism succeed in other European countries.” (BTW, Trenaka is basically Bavaria+Baden-Wurttemburg)

[Insaanistan]

The Queen, while disappointed, keeps on a stern face. "Well, Ross, the last time I heard, this was supposed to be a wedding, not a goddamn military trade convention. Don't try to provoke me or my hubby ; you'll regret it. "
She says so and leaves.

Ross shrugs.

"They probably think I'm here to cause problems."

"You are."

"Yes, but I mean, come on! I'm not that bad of a person!"

He paused.

"Well, I did spike the punch bowl..."

"You did WHAT? HOW MUCH?"

"...fifty grams."

"Of caffeine?"

"..no. Cocaine."

"I had a glass!"

The guard begins to twitch nervously.

Okay, OOC: BAHAHAHAH!

[Insaanistan]

Spain and Italy.

“Luckily, the Communist regions are not on our border, but it is still concerning seeing Communism succeed in other European countries.” (BTW, Trenaka is basically Bavaria+Baden-Wurttemburg)

(Okay, got it) “When I outlawed those political parties, I thought that they’d be gone for good! But now they’re back! In election year and while I’m at war no less! Oookay, I gotta cool down. Let me know if you have any ideas.” Mustafa walks away to calm down and sees Ross and his guard arguing. “Why is he... never mind.” Mustafa continues walking.