NationStates Jolt Archive

ooc: This takes part after all the threads William currently is visiting anybody. Anyone that isn't an ally can't find out anything about this except for maybe Melkor and Whispering Voices, but they need to RP finding out. Ally's can find out, but only if they show interest icly.

ic: Something happend at some point to William's psyche. No one knows what. But he has been acting differently ever since. And whenever a doctor asked him if he could examine him he got scolded by William and humiliated in front of his peers. Everyone was starting to either worry or dislike him. But he went into his room at one point. And never came out after that. That was over two weeks ago. All that we know is that a large ammount of insence has been burned in his room. And William has changed his diet to be strictly Menelmacari foods only.


A few days later. William emerges from his room. "Hello, how are you sir?" A guard at the side of his door asks and bows to William. "Tell me. What have you eaten today?" William asks rudely. "Uhm. Well I ate a Knoo..." the guard says before being abrubtly cut of by William. "Knootian? You will only eat Menelmacari foods from now on. And that goes for the rest of you. Understood?" William says. And he smiles upon hearing "Yes sir!" from the guards posted around his door. "Good. Now I order you all to go to the nearest public temple and pray." He says. And get's a funny look from the guards. "I said that's an order! Now move!" He screams getting the guards to run off to the nearest temple.

That afternoon William passed a law forbidding any food not of Menelmacari make in his nation.
It was arrived with much criticism of the people. But William found a way to have them all shut up.

William has made more of these strange rules making his nation totally dependent upon trade from Menelmacar.
And he looks himself in his room for 3 days, and then emerges for 2 days.

ooc: This is part of a story arch I'm working on. I'm slowly having William go insane. So suspect much wierdness from interacting with him from now on.
If you have any suggestions feel free to tell me. I am always open to them.

OOC: ummm, Diablo, that guy really needs to see a phycologist, he ahs gone mad, stark raving mad.

OOC: Cool...

Purchaser Wiseman, Ministry of Trade advisor, frowned as he listened to the talk of William's guards. Diablo_NL - especially in the capital - was going mad. Menelmacari foods, Menelmacari music, and every channel of the television showing Menelmacari television shows.

Fortunately, this had not dried up the large supply of Ununpentium 115 that Diablo_NL was selling to Whispering Voices, but it was a worry. Anything which implied a powerful, advanced country was about to throw itself at the feet of Sirithil and become yet another vassal was a worry.

And so, he took notes and remembered faces, hoping to build a mental portfolio of dissidents and seditionists.

Dear William

I hope this letter finds you well.
It is my understanding that you are very concerned with things Menelmacari...is this true? And if so, why?
Please take this in the vein of friendship that it is meant in.

warmest regards
Joanna von Sachshausen
Empress of Lavenrunz

Dear Joanna.

Ah thank you for your letter of concern. I hope all goes well in your nation and familly.
Yes I am concerned with all things Menelmacari. Mainly because of their greatness. I think most people would agree with me.
Again thank you for your letter.

Signed: William Eldandil Xylon of New Avalon.

Hey Diablo_NL, are you still allied with us?

Hey Diablo_NL, are you still allied with us?
I never said I wasn't ;)

Cool. :D

ooc: You know, i`m just about to give William the perfect reason to go insane :P *hugs Yuzu*

Wonderful timing, indeed XD

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ic:

"Damn!" Aramaki threw the papers in a nearby basket. "If this goes on..." His private secretary knew what he meant. Diablo_NL was a WBO member, and therefore most favoured with exports/ imports. However, due to the new laws, the DA exports to Diablo_NL were... not shrinking, but going to be non- existant.
"This is inacceptable! If this bastard wants trouble, i will give it to him! Fucking monarchies..."

We have growing concerns about our trade balance with Diablo_NL, and are somewhat... dissatisfied with the most recent laws, esspecially since these laws tend to ignore the WBO charter by favouring Menelmacari products over products from other WBO nations. I`m sure i don`t need to tell you what this means...

~ Aramaki, associate

semi-ooc: The message wasn`t send to William, but to one of his (hopefully sane) secretaries/ministers/whatever they are called in Diablo_NL

ooc: They are called assistents.

Dear Aramaki.

I share your concern. It's very obvious William isn't thinking straight. But he holds all the power to do so. I just hope all will turn out fine.
Also if you would like, I can convince William to allow me to go to your nation. That way we can discuss things better, and unobserved.

Best regards.
Nataliya Vitalievna Vyazemskaya

Indeed, a meeting in DA would be most convenient. We wait for your arrival, and hope you will have sufficient information to make justified decisions.
~Mr. Aramaki, Associate

OOC: angsty angsty... you are going about this ALL wrong. tssk tssk. Well... you handle that part while I open a flourishing black market... :P

IC:
A small village off the coast of Falas Cuilë

It was night and Jan and Piet were piloting a small boat to into the village harbour under the cover of darkness. The two were Knootian soldiers stationed in Sisgardia, but with the threat to the Vortex Corporation receding they were on leave. Both wore civilian clothing and were "what better way to make a quick buck?" Jan said to his collegue. "Yup, you are right. Now watch out and slow down, we do not want to crash into that dock."

The motor stopped sputtering as the small ship docked and Jan noticed a small group of people in dark clothes standing by to get the stuff.

"Good tidings friends!", Jan exclaimed as he jumped from the ship to the dock. "We have the stuff, now if you please keep your part of the bargain?" The Diablo citizen replied: "Here they are. But your prices are really high you know." Piet muttered from the boat, mockingly: "try to find another supplyer then." The man from Diablo got out his wallet and handed 7.000 Melcemenari credits to the Knootian.

The group began to unload the crates onto the dock: cheese and some "recreational drugs" from Knootoss, flowers from Lavenrunz, pies from Clangerland, Granny SLAGS special homemade puddding, Pink Bunny Cola and other exotic foods and beverages.

A small van without headlights pulled out in front when the deal was done... the Knootians said their goodbyes and dissapeared into the darkness.

(OOC: repleat and multiply a thousandfold.)

ooc: DA din't want a new thread for this. But the talks between DA and Nataliya is strictly secret to everyone. Unless specified by DA.

ic: Nataliya had convinced William to let her go to Der Angst. She tolled them she would try and convince them to do the same as his nation. And the thought only appealled to William, so now she is on a Der Angst airport. Slowly walking down the steps of her plane.

"Ah, we were already waiting for you." A handsome young man waits for Nataliya at the airport.. "My name is Gruber, Hans gruber, please follow me, we will arrive at the office in ~ one hour." He winks for a taxi, rather than coming with a private limousine, for whatever reason he may have.

ooc: had to type it fast :/

Btw, Knoot, i do things the big way, smuggling the stuff will NEVER give you the same amount of profit controlling a government may give you :P Besides, Diablo`s tech may be a problem when smuggling stuff...

Btw, Knoot, i do things the big way, smuggling the stuff will NEVER give you the same amount of profit controlling a government may give you :P Besides, Diablo`s tech may be a problem when smuggling stuff...
OOC: Well... I don't bet on controlling the government anytime soon. Esp. with William in power. And in the meantime smuggling is a good alternative to increase profit margins considering the higher prices. I talked it over and the Diablo people think the measures are ridicilous and that goes for the executive branch as well, so it's low-risk, high profit.

As for legal trading, when/if the situation returns to normal we still have a WBO free trade agreement.

Tag

ooc: well... ok, but you will agree that i as WBO executive nation should be quite concerned, don´t you think so? ;)

ic: (After making sure with diablo what is wanted here)

Finally, they arrived at the building. The sky had darkened, and acid rain, at moderate pH = 3.5, rained down.

The building wasn`t overly impressive. 998m high, black, a darkness in the endless grey of the city.

It took them a few minutes until they finally reached the office, a scan for possible explosives, etc, was done in the elevator without anyone noticing.

Gruber quickly left the room, and Nataliya was left alone with two men and a woman: Aramaki, Griffith and Althena.

"So... i think the best way we can start is a brief explanation of what the hell is going on...."
"And, of course, what you think possible solutions could be..." Althena, unlike Aramaki, smiled lovely, one reason might be that at this very moment, Natalia was scanned, just in case.

However, the teep (a T4) was more than surprised to realise that Nataliya was actually telepathic, too. He quickly informed Althena.

"Oh... it seems we were rude to you... however, due to certain circumstances... we would like to know what exactly your thoughs about this matter are. Mind if we get some deeper insight into your mind?"
"What do you mean?" Nataliya answers, surprised.
"Oh... you didn`t notice it? Well, one of my minions just tried to scan you, and, to form some sort of trust, we would like you to drop your defences. For mutual understanding, you may scan us, whether we lie or not, too, when we actually begin talking."
"Oh. I din't know I had them up. But okay I'll drop them as a sign of trust. As 'mutual understanding' as you say."

The scan didn`t take long, and she results where satisfing. Nataliya could be trusted.

"So." Althena meant, still with her lovely smile. "Let`s begin. Your opinion about it all?"

"Okay. Well William isn't his usuall self as you might know. He has been making these laws making us totally dependent upon Menelmacari trade, furthermore he has been locking himself up in his room many times for multiple days. And all we know is that a large ammount of insence is burned every time he does. And when he reammerges he makes more strange laws. Unfortunatly I have no ideas on how to combat his behavior. But I am open to suggestions."

"Well..." Althena still smiled, although her face showed a somewhat... concerned expression. "One thing is for sure: A coup d`etat would be stupid, the situation is instable enough. However, you as one of his closest assistants... if thats all you know, it`s a problem, and a big one. As a matter of fact, we need more information. If you can get that information, good. If not... mind if we send a few operatives in?"

"A few operatives." Nataliya says suprised. "Just how many and what would they do? I really don't like the idea. And William has become increasingly paranoid. Especially since some people have been smuggeling stuff into the nation. I don't think it will be easy to get in the nation. Let alone near William. We should get someone he might listen to before he tells them to shut up and leave."

"Well, to whom WILL he listen?"
"Generally..." Here Aramaki started to intervene, "Their job would be to find out whats up with William. Scan him, of course. Don`t worry, scanning can be done without that person realising it, unlike direct manipulation. And getting in shouldn`t be much of a problem with your help."
"See..." Althena continued: "We all have the same interest: To help William, and Diablo_NL. Sometimes, harsh methods must be used."

[ooc: as mentioned before, Nataliya can scan them. They ARE honest... it´s an exception from my usual ruthless tactics :P]

ooc: She isn't capable of telepathy with humans. Except defence. Animals she is a pro in though.

ic: "Well I think he would listen to Yuzu, Sirithil and everyone she would send, and maybe Joanna and Rialla." She says. "And I could say that your opperatives are going to take a tour of our nation, to see what greatness Menelmacari products bring to it first hand. I might even be able to get you a freeting of William. But no more."

ooc: She isn't capable of telepathy with humans. Except defence. Animals she is a pro in though.

ic: "Well I think he would listen to Yuzu, Sirithil and everyone she would send, and maybe Joanna and Rialla." She says. "And I could say that your opperatives are going to take a tour of our nation, to see what greatness Menelmacari products bring to it first hand. I might even be able to get you a freeting of William. But no more."

ooc: Damn. Well, in that case you simply have to trust me :P Btw, Forget Yuzu, this takes part AFTER that thing, and AFTER that thing, Yuzu wont be available anymore... not dead, but unavailable...

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ic:

"Well, it`s a start. I think we can now go on to check details, then, tomorrow, to our visit in Diablo..."

"Okay. I take it your agents will be joining me on my flight back. I trust your judgement. So I'll be on my plane resting now if you don't mind."

OOC: The topic made me think up of a parody song:
CRAZY! I just can't sleep
I worship Siri, I live too deep
O-o-o CRAZY! But it feels alright
A-doring Sirithil keeps me up all night

:D

No, I don't worship Siri. No sane person would, especially in RL ;) .

IC: "This is one reason why Christ decided His kingdom would not be in this world."
-Cardinal Theophilius, Archbishop of Syskeyiapolis and Primate of Syskeyia, on the situation with William and Diablo_NL

God bless,

The Republic of Syskeyia

In Fëanor Palace, the shiningest jewel of the Eternal Shining City, Vinyatirion, a HIGHLY SECRET (as in, NOBODY outside the room knows, sorry) meeting was under way...

Serindë: Milady, something is strange in Diablo_NL.

Siri: I thought our trade there was going through the roof.

Serindë: It is. And it may seem that I should be, as Prefect of Trade, the last person to be worried about it, but... I am regardless.

Serendis: She's right. William has been increasingly unstable since his coronation. It's quite worrisome. If it isn't dealt with, he may be deposed. And his people might, in the end, suffer. And we won't be able to do anything to help him if he truly slips into madness... in fact, we might be obligated to remove him ourselves.

Siri: I was afraid of this. I had no idea Sirithilism would produce such zealotry in anyone. What do you suggest?

Serindë: Serendis has an idea. It's all her, though. On my end, we continue business as usual.

Serendis: Precisely. But we need to get someone in there. A moderating influence, someone he'll listen to.

Siri: A Sirithilist.

Serendis: Precisely, milady. MISSION has an operative--

Siri: Careful, Serendis. No assassinations in this matter.

Serendis: Of course not! Undercover work, a little bit of influence, nothing more. As I was saying, MISSION has an operative who might serve well for these purposes. Her name is Haldatáriel. She can go undercover... as the new High Priestess for the temple in the Diabloan capital.

Siri: For which, you need me. To... make a sort of ecclesiastical decree.

Serendis: That would be helpful, yes.

Siri: All right. It could work. If there's anything the matter with Yuzu has shown me, it's that William trusts the clergy implicitly and cares a great deal about them. Put Haldatáriel in place, then. I will make the necessary arrangements.

Serindë: William is to unveil some masterpiece or another soon.

Siri: Yes, that's a good reason to visit. I will go, and see what is going on. Haldatáriel can come with me.

Serendis: That works for me. Now, that's settled... about Mishakal...

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Elentári of the Eternal Noldorin Empire of Menelmacar
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Imperial House, Nenya

"It is an outrage," the Speaker was saying in a calm voice, "but surely it is the purview of the Executive Council-"

Jeers-

"-and not our own. Order!" The gavel slams down.

Hands fling into the air; requests to speak-

"Minister for Shelbattanu," the Speaker states flatly, retaking her seat.

"Madam Speaker... Honourable Ladies and Gentlemen... the loss of trade is negligable. And with Diablo_NL shortly to join CENNA, it is the feeling of my constituency that there is no need to apply pressure of any sort - the Charter will guarantee EOTED trade with Diablo_NL, after all. Yet I ask the House: is it not within our right to request that the Diplomatic Corps enquires why Diablo_NL has restricted itself to Menelmacari trade alone?"

A chorus of "Here, here!"'s springs up. Quite why this is preferable to the Speakers comments is a mystery; probably, however, it is due to the lack of mention of the Executive Council.

"Minister of Trade; representing Minister for Rhea," the Speaker states with a faint tinge of the traditional boredom, handing the floor to the Minister of Trade, Calri ux-Rihad - a known hardliner.

"What the Honourable Gentleman clearly fails to realise," he begins smoothly, "is that the loss of trade now will, undoubtably, have lasting effects. We cannot allow such a slight. It is..." He feigns struggling for the words.

"...insulting to the extreme. An insult to the hard-work of our Citizens. My constituency," this is greeted by jeers - the current Minister for Rhea is among the percentile of the House that is unelected -

"Order!"

"-my constituency," continues Calri without missing a beat, "has worked hard to produce goods for export. And the Ministry of Trade cannot condone such... irresponsible actions by such a close ally. The Diplomatic Corps must make a response to this; in that, and that alone, I agree with the Honourable Gentleman."

Calri sits, to a mixed response of cheers and jeers - albeit quiet ones.

Still sounding faintly bored, the Speaker raises her hand, "Does the Minister for Trade call for a vote on this matter?"

Calri, without standing, states flatly, "Yes."

Several hundred cries of "Seconded!" ring out in the chamber.

"Agreed," the Speaker states, bringing her gavel down again.

* * *

(Some time later...)

"The Empire is curious to know exactly why Diablo_NL feels the need to switch to Menelmacari goods entirely?"

~ Ambassador Relhatti

The EOTED letter gets many rude replies stating it's non of their bussiness, that it's William's will or just a load of propoganda.

But Nataliya sends a letter.


Dear Ambassador Relhatti

I much share your concern. But no one realy knows why we switched over. All I know is that William one day came out his room, after being locked in it for 3 days and made the law.
I will have a word with William about freeing 2% trade to EOTED. As obligated to by CENNA.

~ Nataliya Vitalievna Vyazemskaya


A few hours later.

In a suprising turn of events William announced that all trade would still be Menelmacari, except for a mere 2% will now be from EOTED. Due to he rules of the CENNA charter.

OOC: Have him make his horse a senator as well as a high priest. Make him declare war on the ocean. Deify himself as a god. Outlaw sparrows. Make it illegal to break bread and to bite from a whole loaf. Decare that drinking water must be boiled excactly twenty-three times to prevent the communists from polluting his bodily fluids. Order a road built across the surface of a lake. Outlaw the letter "e" in all written languages

Today a new law was passed by William. This law forbid citizens to visit any nation other then Menelmacar for pleasure. Bussiness trips are still allowed elsewhere. But tourists are only allowed to go to Menelmacar.