by Lauzanne » Thu Oct 14, 2021 3:21 am
by New Visayan Islands » Thu Oct 14, 2021 4:25 am
by Xuande-Xiphoi » Thu Oct 14, 2021 6:35 pm
by Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Thu Nov 04, 2021 8:38 am
by The Selkie » Thu Nov 04, 2021 9:28 am
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by Chunar » Sun Nov 07, 2021 5:08 am
by The Jamesian Republic » Sun Nov 07, 2021 6:46 am
by Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Mon Nov 08, 2021 8:42 am
”COPE AND SEETHE MONARCHOID
LAUZAN GREATEST COUNTRY
GREETINGS FROM PPC”
by TURTLESHROOM II » Mon Nov 08, 2021 12:09 pm
GREAT BOUNTIFUL EMPIRE OF THE UNITED TURTLES, MUSHROOMS, AND MEN OF TURTLESHROOM
EXECUTIVE CABINET OF PEERS
IMPERIAL MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS
GOOD OVERSIGHT DIVISION
BUREAUCRAT
TO THE PATRIOTS OF LAUZANNE:"I refuse."
These were the words that broke the chains of Marxist oppression, as Lauzannite General Dmitri Stefanovic woke up to the reality of the left."I refuse."
This was the declaration of a man who more than self his country loved, and mercy more than life."I refuse."
They refused to be oppressed. They refused to lay down their arms. They refused to bend to Marxism any longer. They refused to shoot their neighbors and starve themselves.
The people of Lauzanne stared the Soviets in the face and, against all odds, waged a great civil war to liberate themselves. From the defeat of the Marxist menace to the survival of the nation through Soviet-backed loyalists, Lauzanne's unconquerable spirit and selfless dedication of its patriots to a cause greater than themselves.
Through adversities and hardship, this country has grown to a modern state, with the rule of law, fair trials, and a purity in government with corruption low enough to gain recognition in all of Nationstates. The example of Lauzanne's liberation is a beacon of hope and freedom to the rest of Nationstates, and to all peoples oppressed by the chains of Marxism, tyranny, and evil.
We hope, in the near future, that our mutual opposition to Qassadia and similar cultural origins, plus our commitments to capitalism and virtue, will foster a prosperous relationship between our realm and theirs.
The Great Bountiful Empire of TurtleShroom congratulates the Lauzannites and their great nation's fortieth anniversary as a free state. God willing, may they know four thousand years more.
God bless you. God bless Lauzanne.
-BUREAUCRAT ON BEHALF OF THE IMPERIAL MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS OF THE GREAT BOUNTIFUL EMPIRE OF THE UNITED TURTLES, MUSHROOMS, AND MEN OF TURTLESHROOM
Final Victor deliberations of surrender end, signage imminent -|- TurtleShroom forfeits imperial dignity -|- Bleach sales shatter records after true (departing) Xenomorph number estimated at ten thousand, originating from a single organism
by Lauzanne » Sun Nov 14, 2021 4:26 pm
by The Jamesian Republic » Sun Nov 14, 2021 7:21 pm
Starshina Popesca was the one to greet the Jamesian delegation, knocking on their door. He knew of the Jamesian's antics regarding Insaanistan, but it was clear they bore no hostility. Despite his reservations, he was here to carry out a job.
"President Lewis... Here to pick you up."
by Chunar » Mon Nov 15, 2021 8:34 am
Kapitan Ciobanov and his security detail were awaiting the arrival of the Sultan. They had been very well briefed beforehand on the current situation of the country, and thus a team of the SVRL's Vityaz team was employed to ensure the safety of the Sultan. All of them wore plain green fatigues and were armed with shorter ZL-RX carbines compared to the standard Army fare. They also all wore balaclavas that concealed their identities, given that they are officially state secrets.
Ciobanov saw the Sultan past the guards, not liking how... Upset the man seemed. He had put on a mask, but Ciobanov had met many people in his time. Nevertheless, he strode towards the group, flanked on either side by Vityaz operators to ensure close protection should the need come to it.
"Greetings Sultan Shah, General Khan. I'm Kapitan Ciobanov, here to escort you to the parade. Given the circumstances, we've chosen to take you in these." He points out the Jaguar LAV's, massive beasts of vehicles designed to keep the passengers safe, even under the blast of a mine. The convoy was headed by a Ferret, with vehicles aplenty for the Sultan and his entourage.
"It's not the most luxurious ride but safety first, Sultan."
by The Selkie » Mon Nov 15, 2021 8:57 am
Lauzanne wrote:(Image)
The Leytenant had checked off his uniform one last time in a mirror that adorned the end of the hotel's hallway, ensuring his uniform was spotless and perfect. His hat sat in the crook of his left arm, the brim of the peaked cap an inch away from his three medals: One for five years' service, a brass clasp adorning the black and red-striped ribbon holding the medal up indicating 10 years of impeccable service in the LDF. The next was green with a white stripe in the center, it's Dog Rose an indicator that he had served during the Spring War. Lastly, the red ribbon with a purple stripe that carried a flared cross showed all that he had served with courage under fire, having lead his platoon in a desperate defence of a small town from the Red Star Army. With one nod, he had turned around to head towards the door of his assigned guests: A pair of Selkies that were part of a mobile ambassador group. He did not know much of them, only that it was two women. Nevertheless, it was his task to escort them to the area, and to answer any questions they may have asked.
A simple task, far simpler than any field op he had encountered. He rapped his knuckles on the door, hoping to get their attention.
[...]
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by New Visayan Islands » Thu Nov 18, 2021 9:07 am
by Lauzanne » Tue Nov 30, 2021 6:15 am
The Jamesian Republic wrote:Starshina Popesca was the one to greet the Jamesian delegation, knocking on their door. He knew of the Jamesian's antics regarding Insaanistan, but it was clear they bore no hostility. Despite his reservations, he was here to carry out a job.
"President Lewis... Here to pick you up."
“We are ready.” Scott said. The First Lady and Mr. Hopkins followed the man into the limo. Douglas had hoped he could meet General Markov again and officially apologize for the events at the conference.
Chunar wrote:
"It is sufficient, thank you!" the sultan replied calmly "It is better than what I have at home. I understand this is necessary."
In truth, he despised the sight of men with guns, but the Sultan was no fool; he knew all too well the threat his brother and the hindus posed. Chunar was, aside from religious tensions between Muslims and Hindus, involved in a religious war between Saudi sponsored Madrasas and local Sufi groups, each of which struggled for power. While the Sufis were dominant among the elite, the Salafis had massive following among the rank and file Muslims.
And he had no heart to close the salafi madrassas, despite Bahram Khan's pleas. After all, he accepted all - without regard for religion.
The Selkie wrote:
Ava Coileán of the Tribe of Westmeath.
I rose, when there was a knock on the door and motioned to Felicia to stay, where she was. She leaned back and looked to the door, awaiting whom I opened the door for.
A... Lieutenant if I read his shoulders right.
A decorated officer, too, in impeccable uniform. I had no idea, what the awards meant, but they looked both important and quite decorative. He looked cute, too.
Which was one of the reasons why I leaned against the door, looked him up and down with a smile.
"Good morning.", I said, "Can I help you, Lieutenant?"
New Visayan Islands wrote:Atty. Francisco T. Ishikawa, CPA, LlM
Visayan Embassy to Lauzanne, Raselan, Lauzanne
October 17th, AD 2021
0736 Local Time
As Francisco Ishikawa greeted the senior NCO assigned to the Visayan delegation, he couldn't help but notice the starshina's demeanor. From what the Vice President of the New Visayan Islands understood, the delegation's liaison would be analogous to a Master Sergeant or a First Sergeant in the Army, which meant Scherbakov was someone no career officer worth their commission would take lightly. This was something the Vice Chief of Naval Operations, Admiral Ursula Rabuya, knew all too well, as did the DCM, who would be assigned to the lead SUV with the attachés. Pleasantries would be exchanged, vehicle assignments made, and soon after the convoy would be on its way.
by The Selkie » Tue Nov 30, 2021 7:15 am
Lauzanne wrote:[...]
Leytenant Kristijan Morozić wasn't sure what to expect as the door opened, but a woman with blue hair, blue eyes and very... Focussed clothing. His iron discipline was being tested to it's limits as he kept his attention to her face.
"Uhhh... I was going to help you to the uhh... Car. Parade." Kristijan said, nodding.
"I'm your escort. Leytenant Morozić." He held his hand out for the lady to shake.
[...]
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by New Visayan Islands » Tue Nov 30, 2021 8:25 am
by The Jamesian Republic » Tue Nov 30, 2021 2:05 pm
Lauzanne wrote:The Jamesian Republic wrote:
“We are ready.” Scott said. The First Lady and Mr. Hopkins followed the man into the limo. Douglas had hoped he could meet General Markov again and officially apologize for the events at the conference.
Popesca escorted the group towards their limo. Not the first choice for such a day, owing to the relatively tight streets of Raselan. The city never got a huge makeover for high traffic save for some bypasses, most people in the city preferring to use smaller cars or the robust public transportation system. It mattered little to him, seeing as he was in front of them and wouldn't have to see the poor driver get stuck on a tight corner.Chunar wrote:
"It is sufficient, thank you!" the sultan replied calmly "It is better than what I have at home. I understand this is necessary."
In truth, he despised the sight of men with guns, but the Sultan was no fool; he knew all too well the threat his brother and the hindus posed. Chunar was, aside from religious tensions between Muslims and Hindus, involved in a religious war between Saudi sponsored Madrasas and local Sufi groups, each of which struggled for power. While the Sufis were dominant among the elite, the Salafis had massive following among the rank and file Muslims.
And he had no heart to close the salafi madrassas, despite Bahram Khan's pleas. After all, he accepted all - without regard for religion.
The interior of the Jaguar is actually quite spacious and comfortable for a military vehicle, the multi vehicle convoy accommodating the Sultan and General in the central vehicle with his entourage and the Vityaz operatives on either end.
Kapitan Ciobanov sat in the same vehicle as the Sultan, ready to answer any questions or queries him or the general had.The Selkie wrote:
Ava Coileán of the Tribe of Westmeath.
I rose, when there was a knock on the door and motioned to Felicia to stay, where she was. She leaned back and looked to the door, awaiting whom I opened the door for.
A... Lieutenant if I read his shoulders right.
A decorated officer, too, in impeccable uniform. I had no idea, what the awards meant, but they looked both important and quite decorative. He looked cute, too.
Which was one of the reasons why I leaned against the door, looked him up and down with a smile.
"Good morning.", I said, "Can I help you, Lieutenant?"
Leytenant Kristijan Morozić wasn't sure what to expect as the door opened, but a woman with blue hair, blue eyes and very... Focussed clothing. His iron discipline was being tested to it's limits as he kept his attention to her face.
"Uhhh... I was going to help you to the uhh... Car. Parade." Kristijan said, nodding.
"I'm your escort. Leytenant Morozić." He held his hand out for the lady to shake.New Visayan Islands wrote:Atty. Francisco T. Ishikawa, CPA, LlM
Visayan Embassy to Lauzanne, Raselan, Lauzanne
October 17th, AD 2021
0736 Local Time
As Francisco Ishikawa greeted the senior NCO assigned to the Visayan delegation, he couldn't help but notice the starshina's demeanor. From what the Vice President of the New Visayan Islands understood, the delegation's liaison would be analogous to a Master Sergeant or a First Sergeant in the Army, which meant Scherbakov was someone no career officer worth their commission would take lightly. This was something the Vice Chief of Naval Operations, Admiral Ursula Rabuya, knew all too well, as did the DCM, who would be assigned to the lead SUV with the attachés. Pleasantries would be exchanged, vehicle assignments made, and soon after the convoy would be on its way.
The convoy was escorted by lighter Ferret GPV's, their crews ever vigilant nonetheless. The Raselan streets were mostly empty, most people choosing to come in by the underground Metro or by bus, so they arrived without incident at the staging area.
Generals, politicians, assistants and guests of honour were all mingling in the area near the stands, chatting and interacting prior to the big show. Marshal of the Army Markov was in one corner, recounting war stories to a captivated audience of his fellow general staffers, uniformed officers and even enlisted assistants in field uniforms.
Waffenschmidt, the current President, was with his long-term partner, recently married with the Autumn Equinox. He was having a quiet time, reading his speech.
The NVI delegation are welcomed, the soldiers who open the doors for the delegation salute.
by Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Sat Dec 04, 2021 6:01 pm
Lauzanne wrote:The Polish Prussian motorcade was escorted by LDF ferrets, the soldiers happy to see their Polish-Prussian compatriots once more. The men on the guns wave at the party as they approach their own vehicles, before they all set off together for the stands.
by Chunar » Mon Dec 06, 2021 6:50 am
The interior of the Jaguar is actually quite spacious and comfortable for a military vehicle, the multi vehicle convoy accommodating the Sultan and General in the central vehicle with his entourage and the Vityaz operatives on either end.
Kapitan Ciobanov sat in the same vehicle as the Sultan, ready to answer any questions or queries him or the general had.
by Lauzanne » Thu Dec 09, 2021 3:00 pm
The Selkie wrote:Lauzanne wrote:[...]
Leytenant Kristijan Morozić wasn't sure what to expect as the door opened, but a woman with blue hair, blue eyes and very... Focussed clothing. His iron discipline was being tested to it's limits as he kept his attention to her face.
"Uhhh... I was going to help you to the uhh... Car. Parade." Kristijan said, nodding.
"I'm your escort. Leytenant Morozić." He held his hand out for the lady to shake.
[...]
Ava Coileán of the Tribe of Westmeath.
Oh, he was quite the gentleman, focussing on my face. I saw, how hard that was for him, so all the more credit to him.
Leytenant Morozić... I had been right with his rank. I shook his hand, wanted to say something.
"One moment, please.", I heard Felicia's voice and so did the Lieutenant, undoubtedly. She must have just finished up, putting away her makeup.
I smiled at our guide, shifting my posture slightly. "Nice weather today, innit?"
My attempt at casual conversation was thwarted by Felicia showing up with a smile of her own.
"Good morning, Leftenant Morozic.", she said and bowed her head slightly. "Thank you very much. I feel quite honoured to know, that such an accomplished soldier has been assigned to us." She smiled. "Please, lead the way."
New Visayan Islands wrote:Dr. Matthew Edward N. Advincula, DBA, MPA (Agent Jarvis, VIA)
Staging Area, Raselan, Lauzanne
October 17th, AD 2021
0811 Local Time
That the Commercial Attaché of the Visayan Embassy to Lauzanne had a reputation among the embassy staff for being a particularly crisp person on par with Military never crossed his mind. Matthew Edward Advincula was from the Diplomatic Service Agency of the Department of Agriculture, Industry, and Commerce; as Commercial Attaché he found himself both representing the Confederation's economic interests and reporting economic developments in Lauzanne to Ambassador Melencion. This was, however, not the only hat Advincula wore: in addition to his official duties with DepAIC, he had declared status as the Visayan Intelligence Agency Chief of Station. He had to be declared, after all; Lauzanne and the Confederation had worked side by side both as part of the Coalition Against Program 10 and the Gazgiriyeva Bombing, and Jarvis, as his cover was known, would not be surprised if the SVRL already knew who he was.
Advincula could see Vice Admiral Rabuya and the DCM participating in what had become an informal forum started by Marshal of the Army Markov. He knew the retired Rear Admiral had prior to her appointment as Deputy Chief of Mission commanded an expeditionary strike group that was part of Joint Task Force Unforgiven, and wondered what could have been had developments in Palmyrion and Cassadia gone for the worst...
[spoiler=OOC]Edited because typo.
The Jamesian Republic wrote:The company noticed how tight and compact the city seemed. It wasn’t really fit for much traffic. Some of the turns and motions of the car made them feel a little uncomfortable. But any discomfort ended once they reached their destination.
Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:Their wave was gladly returned, with Lillian shouting a quick greeting out the window as their car sped by.
Soon their car would arrive at the parade ground. Lillian leaned in to Kuczera's ear as they walked to their seats, and muttered into it. "Be my eyes, please. I'm looking for an old friend. Greatcoat, plenty of medals. Chances are that's Markov. Haven't talked to him much since Italy."
"Alright--" he replied. "I was planning on picking his brain as well, quite honestly. And I'll keep an eye out for any other persons of intrest."
"As will I." Tserclaes butted in. "Aside from the obvious allies like the Free Lands...I hear Chunar's Sultan is here."
"Atta, boy." Lillian nodded, before cocking her head a little at the mention of Chunar. "That country? Their Sultan's in a bit of a pickle, aye?"
"Aye, if what the Foreign Ministry sent over on him is right. But it usually isn't, though I suspect they haven't pumped their report full of bullshit this time."
Chunar wrote:The interior of the Jaguar is actually quite spacious and comfortable for a military vehicle, the multi vehicle convoy accommodating the Sultan and General in the central vehicle with his entourage and the Vityaz operatives on either end.
Kapitan Ciobanov sat in the same vehicle as the Sultan, ready to answer any questions or queries him or the general had.
The Sultan spent the journey in silence, not asking even a simple question, but the captain could see something in his eyes - fear.
Ibrahim Akbar indeed was afraid. Afraid of his fate and his own future, and what will come next. Aside from assasins, his main fear were other foreign dignitaries in that he was going to meet. The motivation of other nations in helping Chunar was always simple - greed. A scenario where his brother was switched with a new, this time foreign, threat wasn't too far fetched.
The captain could see the Chunari monarch nervously strike his hands against his own knees, like a drummer on a percussion.
by New Visayan Islands » Thu Dec 09, 2021 8:47 pm
by The Selkie » Fri Dec 10, 2021 1:39 am
Lauzanne wrote:Oh Gods there's two of them.
Morozić felt the pressure ramp up as the second voice echoed out.
At the question about the weather, he smiled and nodded.
"Probably the best weather for a parade such as this. The Gods must have worked to make today a good one."
Indeed it was. Clear blue skies but even the mid-morning sun wasn't oppressively hot like in summertime.
Morozić kept his iron discipline unbroken as the second Selkie came out, clad in almost the same attire as the first.
But he stepped aside, indicating towards the elevator.
"We have a couple of vehicles for you, of course. Unfortunately a lot of the more civilian vehicles were taken but the Jaguar they did give us is comfortable enough."
The elevator ride was short, attention was drawn to the officer leading two very exotic looking ladies to the camouflaged 4x4 outside. As the Selkie approached, he went ahead, opening the door for them as the drivers of the lead and tail escort vehicles along with the gunners got to see the Selkie and feel a mix of amazement at seeing such pretty ladies in proximity to them...
... Along with a bout of jealousy that Morozić was so close to them.
"If you'll hop in, we can be on our way right away. If you have any questions feel free to ask."
Once the two Selkie were on board, they took off towards the central area at a steady pace.
[...]
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by New Visayan Islands » Wed Dec 15, 2021 8:21 am
by Chunar » Fri Dec 17, 2021 10:34 am
It had not gone unnoticed by Ciobanov, the constant tapping. Plenty of soldiers he had gone into battle with had also done it, and it was understandable. Given the Sultan had a huge target on his head and a... Turbulent nation, it made sense that the man was stressed to Hell and back. He remembered what he would tell his troops if they gave a similar look, and he got the Sultan's attention.
"Hey, Your Majesty. You've made it this far, it's one more day. Make it through that and it's another victory for you."
He wasn't well versed in talking to heads of state, but he saw the scared man instead of the ruler of some faraway nation.
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