NationStates Jolt Archive

In a large, circular, silver room. High, arching windows draw in the sun's afternoon rays as the delegates make their way in for their daily meeting...

"Afternoon," Jamie Shinisha, Larkinia's new (and temporary) Ambassador to the ANH said as he walked in with the others. "Who ordered the pizza this time? It looks like a long day ahead of us," he said checking his tablet PC for the day's agenda.

A gavel rings out from the chairman's seat at the top of the ring of seats.

The day's chairman (insert name of whoever the lucky person is today) said "Gentlemen, let us move onto the first order of business, the recent actions against Daezeman by Imitora. Who would like to speak first?"

The Lord Alexander Laughlin sat down behind the 'Iansisle' nametag. He had a piece of his mind - sanctioned, and even encouraged by the Parliament, to give the discussion, but he wanted to hold for now, to hear what others had to say.

Roberto DiPartenza quickly found his seat. It was not the first time he had been to an ANH debate, and hoped it would not be his last. Placing a rough hand inside of his jacket he soon pulled out a Pocket PC (aka Highly Modified Palm Pilot, used by Ag. Armed Forces). He placed it on the table in front of him and poured himself a glass of water. And so it begins, he told himself, Chi ha fretta vada piano..

Jamie sat down and sipped his water, scribbling notes on his PC Tablet.

It would have been nice if I'd been given some direction as to how they want me to approach this.

He looked around the room and waited for someone to begin.

Chi dorme non piglia pesci, he thought and then cleared his throat.

"We are all gathered here for one, solemn reason. The nation of Daezeman has been, in many eyes, unjustly attacked and utterly destroyed by the nation of Imitora, now both of these nations are and were members of the ANH. This discussion will be on the status of their membership as well as that of the Alliance itself", Roberto said, took a sip of water, and then continued. "The Nation of Agrigento is quite torn on this issue, while we consider Imitora a great ally, we cannot forgot the tremendous loss of life that occured due their aggressions. As for now, on the subject of their status we must obstain. Would anyone else like to comment?"

Lord Alexander looked about the room - he didn't want to speak first, but he certainly didn't want the chairman to dismiss the issue either. Coughing slightly, he stood to speak.

"May I petition the chair for the floor?" Receiving an affirmative answer, Laughlin turned to the assembled crowd.

"Honoured gentleman (and ladies?): There is no debate in my mind that what Imitora has done is not only wrong to the people of Daezeman, but a crime against humanity."

The Iansislean delegation shifted and muttered to each other. The Lord Alexander was known for mincing words; this direct attack was highly unusual.

"I propose to the chair," he continued, "That Imitora be put under probation while a joint-ANH investigation team studies the destructive power of their weapons, why they were knowingly unleashed on a fellow Alliance nation, and the structure of decision making inside Imitora itself. This is a tragedy which cannot, should not, and will not ever be repeated."

He gazed straight at Cleese as he spoke. "Iansisle stands behind our fallen comrades, and will not pause to find out the motives behind this sinister and unwarranted attack."

Strong words, strong words indeed

"Thank you Mr....", he looks down at the Pocket PC, "Alexander. All for vote on the status of Imitoran Membership say Aye", he paused and looked around, "We will continue to this discuss this matter once a decision is reached on whether such a course should be pursued."

Lord Alexander winced at being called Mister, but didn't mention it. "Iansisle votes 'aye' to review Imitora's current standing within the Alliance."

"We have an Aye from Mr. Alexander. No one else wishes to vote on this matter?"

Lord Alexander coughed slightly and nodded at Roberto, but refused to burn bridges for who could be a large potential ally.

Jamie looked around the chamber, "Ummm... 'aye'," he said nervously.

Jamie looked around the chamber, "Ummm... 'aye'," he said nervously.

"So that is two ayes, is anyone else present?", he pauses, no one responds, "if not the measure passes". He looks around nervously, his palms begin to sweat.

OOC: Celeborne is out til Sunday, and Imitora is probably on the road with the FB team, so he won't be back til then either.

IC: Jamie stands up again, "I move that we table the vote until the other members of the alliance are here. I also move that we begin discussion on how this happened, and what we can do to keep something like this from happening again."

OOC: Celeborne is out til Sunday, and Imitora is probably on the road with the FB team, so he won't be back til then either.

IC: Jamie stands up again, "I move that we table the vote until the other members of the alliance are here. I also move that we begin discussion on how this happened, and what we can do to keep something like this from happening again."

"Hmm..I concur with your motion, we will continue this other business at a later date, when more members are present. If there are no objections, I would like to hear an opening argument."

Jamie sat down nodding with Roberto's sentiment...

Opening arguments, a very good ide.... why is everyone looking at me?

He looked at the other delegates looking at him, and realized that he was expected to start the debate...

But... I just made the motion.. damnit, remind me to shut the hell up next time.

Jamie stood back up and cleared his throat.

"Gentlemen of the Alliance, acrimonious feelings had existed between the nations of Imitora and Daezeman for many years, reaching back as far as and beyond the incident when Imitoran soldiers fired on a group of Daezemani elves, pushing this alliance to the brink of war... (to be continued as I grab my tea)

ooc: I am going to bed now, enjoy that tea! and goodnight.

OOC: g'night, I'll get the rest of his statement out soon.

Jamie sipped his tea and continued. "Maybe we didn't heed this first sign, we did not look deeper into the animosity between the two sides. Maybe in a rush, we assumed 'all's well that ends well'.

"But an alliance is nothing if member states are willing to bomb each other to oblivion," he continued. "If we can not come here to air grievances with each other, under some level of civility, then someone had better cancel that pizza order right now, and close up this hall forever."

Sir Talfryn Cheeseman was sat uncomfortably erect in his chair- he didn't like feeling that ..prominant, and should like to sit further into his seat, but to do so would have caused greater discomfort as he entered the final stages of his recovery (after being shot, that is).
His elaborate Walmingtonian fountain pen wrote slowly, and continued inspite of his assistant's greater speed.

Still wondering what a pizza actually tasted, or even looked like, Sir Talfryn took advantage of a pause to add Walmington's belated "Aye", coughing slightly through the pleasantries that preceeded his vote.

"We record a belated Aye from Walmington."

ooc: Glorified bump

The chairman banged the gavel on the desk. "The measure passes, with the remaining votes there are not enough left to defeat the measure."

Lord Alexander sat back with a satisfied smile on his face. "I propose that an ANH team - composed of one person from each member state - be formed to investigate the incident."

Lord Alexander sat back with a satisfied smile on his face. "I propose that an ANH team - composed of one person from each member state - be formed to investigate the incident."

"That is intriguing, of course Agrigento would participate. However I do not think we should continue without allowing Imitora to defend their actions."

"A good point, Ambassador," nodded Lord Alexander, bowing slightly in Roberto's direction. "Perhaps, then, we should adjourn until Imitora bothers to have a representative present?"

(Bump for Celeborne)

ooc: Heeey. Might consider votin' me in again... eventually.

(Thanks for the bump...and now for a little bilocation from Dr. Niven)

Dr. Niven enters the room with a grim face and takes his seat. "Ladies and gentlemen, I must appologize for my tardyness. I would give you all a long list of excuses, but that would waste all of our time. Let me say that I would like to hear the reasons that Imitora has to offer, however I do also vote aye for a review of their status within this alliance. I would very much like to know if this level of respone was appropriate, and if this act of genocide could be avoided. I would like to know if diplomacy was truely tried or if the two sides were to eager for bloodshed. Since we cannot offer any aid or condimnation to the nation of Daezman, I would like to move for a moment of silence for those lost before we go on any further."

Jamie stood up, "I'd like to second Dr. Niven's motion for a moment of silence."

The chairman looked around the room, "Any opposition? Then gentlemen, a moment of silence for the nation formerly known as Daezeman.."

The Lord Alexander of Laughlin bowed his head slightly, his eyes darting about the room to see if any were not doing the same.

The Walmingtonian delegation observe the silence, Sir Talfryn's eyes turned down.

Cheeseman was trying to figure out exactly how an act of genocide might ever be unavoidable or justified. Had he understood the incident better he might have asked were it intentional, but by his Walmingtonian understanding the obliteration of a country couldn't be done by accident.

(with a bump, bump here and a bump, bump there...)

OOC:Imitora is probably on the road with the FB team,

OOC: Nope, played at home, 26-9 w00t w00t. Oh, and Clease isn't there.

IC:

The two large wooden oak doors swung open, each comming in contacts with wall with a heavy 'thud'. In walked five rather violent looking men, clad in the new MJLINOR armor used by the Imitoran Colonial Marine Corps. If it wern't for the person who strolled in, not quite casually, but not quite seriously behind them, they may have feared a possibe hostile take over.

Ormsby looked different. She wasn't her usuall bright, beeming self, and her bright blue eyes seemed more of a dull grey. She had looked like she had put a few pounds on, no more than five or six, but it was still visible against her usually slight frame. She sat at the table, and took a sip of water. Before anyone had the chance to say anything, she began speaking.

"Gentleman, as you know, President Walken ordered an attack on Deazeman last week which tottally whiped them off the face of the map. Personaly, while I am upset at this, I had no control over it. I have been in the hospital for a little over two weeks now after the incident at the ski lodge. However, after veiwing the reports, I have come to believe that this attack was fully justified. King Daniel had admited to the killing of 15 Imitoran citizens by his government. An attack on an Imitoran citizen is akin to an attack on teh government itself, and therefore our attack was justified. No Deazemanis in Imitora were killed, and I have the word of President Walken that they were all under the besty care we could possibly give to them. It is with their own decision that they had decided to kill themselves." She paused, taking another sip of water, and continued.

"You may also have questioned the power pf the weapons used. I can asure you that none of the weapons were of any sort weapons of mass destruction, and it was common knowledge that we possesed these weapons. The weapons used for the bombardment of Deazseman were standard mass drivers, and weak by comparison of some of the weapons out there they we could have used. The attack was a simple control attack, to insure minimal losses of Imitoran troops. We were in a state of war, and in war, it isn't our job to look out for the enemy, but insure the safety of the lives of our own troops. It was however, not common knowledge that an attack on his country would have this affect." She paused again. "I think that its all I have to say, and all that can be said in defence of my nation. You may notice that I have refered to Walken as president, and I do that on good measure, as at the moment, I have yet to resume my position of Presidnet of Imitora, and I am not sure when, or if, I will."

OOC2: Knowing that Ormsby has yet to resume presidency, and that Walken is President is kina important.

ooc: Dammit Imitora! I gave you a specific range - one to 15. 'an unknown number' means it could be MILLIONS!

OOC: Oopp, my bad, is 15, just checked. So you killed 15 of my citizens eh?

"I find Imitora's claims to be less than adequate. If an nation does not truly know the destructive forces of its weapons, than perhaps it should not be allowed to have them!", responded someone from the Agrigento table. It wasn't Roberto, but rather Bruno Testardo, leader of the Labor Party and late comer to the proceedings.

Mandi turned and looked at him. At this point in her life, this was less than whst she needed. "Sir, I'll have you know that I, well, whoever is President, will do anything that will insure the protection of Imitora. I never said I did not know of their destructive power, I said we did not know that the soil composition of Deazeman would cause this reaction. The power of these weapons we poses, as I have said, is common knowledge."

"And yet you attacked, heedless of the potential consequences. THAT, my friend, is the mark of a dangerous rogue state, and not one worthy of being assosiated with the New Highlands." Lord Alexander's voice was cold and chill, and several Iansislean delegates moved to restrain him.

"This comes from a nation who has a security level akin to a kindergarten. I'm sorry, Lord Alexander, but I fee you have no right whatsoever to talk about security. Maybe you should get back to watching your king, making sure he is safe before you comment on other nation's actions," she snorted, her fatigue turning her near hostile.

OOC: Out for the night. Its great to not have my own computer that works...bah

"That, madam, is an ad hominem attack. Frankly, I would have expected better of you," retorted Laughlin, swatting at an aide's hands. "Now, if you'd perhaps care to address any points I raised?"

Niven leans back in his chair, fingers resting on his brow. " First of all, I feel that personal attacks are unwarranted and counterproductive, so please let us keep this civil. Now, I am still a little unclear on the reasons for all out war being declared. This could have been handled vary simply. My questions for Imitora are as follows : 1. what diplomatic avenues did you persue before your warships were called in. 2. Why was the alliance not cunsulted to apply pressure to Daezmon or just for an opinion before you persued this course of action. 3. Did you attempt any other course of action before fireing on a member of this alliance ? Also , I think that you should have your bodyguards leave this meeting immediatly, they are not neccesary and an insult to this commitee. "

The chairman grins as the bodyguards storm in the room. With his foot he taps the emergency switch at the bottom of his desk.

Doesn't matter how tough they think they are, the security here is always tougher...

Jamie sat back and sipped his tea. "First, madam, given threats on Daezemani-descended people living in Imitora, maybe you should think twice before lecturing anyone about internal security. Unless the security officers in Imitora were turning a blind eye towards the threats, possibly giving you justification to putting them in 'special camps', and thereby giving you the justification needed when Daezeman threatened you about their treatment.

"Next, you claim that fifteen Imitorans were killed in Daezeman. I won't argue that some might have been killed. But it was a recorded statement that they were moved or killed, apparently Daniel didn't know. If it is all right for Imitora to take people and move them into concentration camps 'for their own good', then how is that different from Daniel ordering Imitorans moved out of the capital city 'for their own good', and the protection of the capital. I'm sure that you can appreciate keeping your capital safe from possible attack. Now, what happens when someone refuses to follow police orders or be taken into custody? If they are in Daezeman, apparently they are shot." Jamie looks on his Tablet PC a moment, "A precedent was set with the 'Mike' case in.. well well well, Imitora. An android was chased, and detained, in part based on failing to follow police orders. Last time I checked, resisting police orders is a crime, and crimes are punished by each member nation, as agreed in the discussion of Article Three of the ANH Charter."

Jamie was surprised at the roll he was on. "15 Imitorans are either missing or dead, and you use that as justification to wipe out hundreds of millions of people.

"You didn't know that the soil composition would cause the reaction that occurred. That does not change the fact that an entire nation has been devestated. You fired on another nation, regardless of whether you knew this would happen, you still hold accountability, not just to us, for that. It's like firing a pistol at a man's leg, then saying 'I didn't know he'd die' when the bullet severs the femoral artery and he bleeds to death. Mr. Testardo is right, if you possess weapons like this, then maybe it would do you some good to know exactly what they do."

(((Gods Lark, I wish I wrote as well as you)))

(Thanks Celeborne! I appreciate that! all those years of speech and debate look to be slowly paying off. But this is nothing, you should read Jeff's speech to the C.C.P. in Iansisle, I think that was really good.. I'll see if I can find the link for you.)

(Here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=45623&highlight=) y'are, Lark ;) And I agree with Celeborne! That was some awesome writing!)

(wow that was good)

(thanks! but I've got some good guys on here who to bounce my RPing on :) now if I could just use that writing to get a real job..;) but 'NationStates speechwriter' won't work on my resume...)

(One never knows, you might get some interest if you offer your services. You are at least getting some good practice if you decide to become a writer.)

(That's true, it would be nice! And the practice I'm getting here is great! Thanks for the vote of confidence!)

Dr. Niven's assistant comes in with an urgent note. He reads for a moment and then his face loses all color.."Dear gods"
"Things have taken a turn for the worse. Our embassy in Daezmon.....was destroyed. It would appear that the first attack by the Star Rouge and the other three Imitorian ships on the Daezmon capital city destroyed our embassy and killed everyone inside." The doctor takes a moment to gather himself...sadness turning to rage.
"This flagrant disregard for human life cannot, and will not be tolerated. This could have been avoided by a simple communication before the bombardment began. Imitora fired on a civilian target without notifiying the populace or their allies."
"We were already concerned when Imitora brought in such a huge amount of fire power on a nation that had no military, but to have fired on a location that was mostly civilian is unthinkable. And now you have killed allies, and the children of your allies, you have spilled Celebornian blood."


OOC: Celeborne has had a long standing embassy in Daezmon , in the capital city. And :
In the dark empty space over Deazeman, three Northampton class firgates appeared out of fold space. Each had been prepared hours in advance should the call come, and it had. The Star Rouge, the lead of the three ships, opened fire first. Its ten mass drivers each firing a 15 foot long, 1 foot wide ablative coated tungston carbide round at the capital city every 30 seconds. The cylinders would impact at speeds near Mach 20.
I can't see much of a way my embassy could have avoided that, and since the Imitoran scans showed no life signs......

Dr. Niven's assistant comes in with an urgent note. He reads for a moment and then his face loses all color.."Dear gods"
"Things have taken a turn for the worse. Our embassy in Daezmon.....was destroyed. It would appear that the first attack by the Star Rouge and the other three Imitorian ships on the Daezmon capital city destroyed our embassy and killed everyone inside." The doctor takes a moment to gather himself...sadness turning to rage.
"This flagrant disregard for human life cannot, and will not be tolerated. This could have been avoided by a simple communication before the bombardment began. Imitora fired on a civilian target without notifiying the populace or their allies."
"We were already concerned when Imitora brought in such a huge amount of fire power on a nation that had no military, but to have fired on a location that was mostly civilian is unthinkable. And now you have killed allies, and the children of your allies, you have spilled Celebornian blood."


OOC: Celeborne has had a long standing embassy in Daezmon , in the capital city. And :
In the dark empty space over Deazeman, three Northampton class firgates appeared out of fold space. Each had been prepared hours in advance should the call come, and it had. The Star Rouge, the lead of the three ships, opened fire first. Its ten mass drivers each firing a 15 foot long, 1 foot wide ablative coated tungston carbide round at the capital city every 30 seconds. The cylinders would impact at speeds near Mach 20.
I can't see much of a way my embassy could have avoided that, and since the Imitoran scans showed no life signs......

Jamie stopped drinking his tea in mid-sip. He saw this going from bad to worse...

With the arrival of the Imitorans Sir Talfryn stopped wondering why he hadn't any tea, and started wondering why he hadn't any bodyguards (he was unaware that one of the two equally slight Walmingtonians with him was a SOW agent and feather-weight barefist boxing champion).

ooc:Now I'm wondering why I haven't any tea. Must address the shortfall.. but in the mean-time, I suppose, though I had (inexplicably) not thought about it before, it seems likely that Walmingtonians, and others, would have been in Daezmon at the time of its destruction, no?

OOC: *Cracks Knuckles*

IC:

Mandi simply sioghed, brushing off any attempts at insult, and took a sip of water. "Lord Alexander, first, I will adress you. You made no point for me to counter whatsoever. All you said was that if a nation doesn't know the power of its weapons, they should not use them. I responded with we Niven.

"What diplomatic avenues were saught? Were you not at the convention before the bombardment? We told the King of Deazeman exactly what it would take for him to have us call off the attacks. He said no, and proceded to tell us that 15 Imitoran citizens had been moved or killed. Now, if he had just said that they had been moved, then negotians would have proceded. However, as stated, an attack on a citizen is just like an attack on our government. The comittee was not consultated because President Walken had decided to handle this on his own, as in the past the alliance comittee has failed, and quite miserably I might add, to resolve conflicts between member nations. And I dont care how the comittee takes it, my bodygaurds are staying, simple as that."

The 5 men didnt so much as flinch as the Larkinian gaurds rushed in, as they new they didn't have the balls, or the need, to fire on anyone. Mandi turned to Jamie.

"Sir, I'll have you know that our internal security is near perfect. After the last incident," she meant the assasination attempt, "terrorist actions have been down to a minimum, and by that I mean there have been none. Now, on the issue of the camps," she pulled out a manilla folder, and tossed it onto the table.

On it were pictures of the camps, showing housing, akin to a callege dorm. 2 people per room, in 20 foot by 15 foot rooms. In each room, there were two desks, big enough for a moniter and a tv, with a space under the desk for a CPU. There were two closets, and two chesterdroors tucked under each bed. Each room had a large window that could be opened, with no bars over the window. There were two rooms, plus a laundry room and a large bathroom to a suite, and five suites to a dorm. There was a large courtyard, well kept, and a small chapple at the end of it.

More pictures showed the security level of the camp. Gaurds were mostly reservists, armed with the M5B Battle Rifle, a single shot 7.62mm weapon. However, 'sticky notes' showed that they were firing LTL rounds, tranquillizers. There was a simple fence line, a standard chainlink fence, which had a small ball like object every 50 feet. More sticky nots showed that the turrets fired an electric burst from two cables, like a stun gun, and were designed to only fire outside the fence to keep people out, not in. An attached report showed that the deazemanis held in the camps were paid $6.00 an hour for voulentary work, and could spend it at one of the many small shops, theaters, or cantinas (all run by Deazemanis persons) on the camp grounds. Food was nothing amazing, but it was good, and free if you ate at the cafeteria. All in all, it was like a small comunity surounded by a fence.

"Now, about the movement of Imitoran citizens, yes, I agree, he can move them for all he wants. Good for him. It doesnt bother us. However, he stated that some had been killed. No Deazemanis in Imitora were killed by any Imitoran government personal durring the ordeal. As stated, they were put in the camps for their own safety, as anti-Deazemani sentiment was undoubtly high. Now the Mike case, he did more than resist arrest. He was a determined threat to our government, which is more than you can say about the citizens in Deazeman. Most of them were simple buisness men or families enjoying a nice vacation. I will admit, we did have one agent in Deazeman, but this," she tossed out a stack of papers on the table, "will show he did not resist arrest." The papers showed that the last communication from the incountry agent had come from Ankh-Morph (or however you spell it), approxamately three hours before the attack. "And yes, we do use that as justification. If you think it isn't, then maybe I should kill some of your citizens, and cry big bad man if you attack Imitora." She sighed, as the fact of the weapons just kept comming up. "If I fired at a mans leg, and he died, then I would know why he died. He bled to death. That is a common know fact. No, we are not responsible for the affect the weapons had on the soil causing all the Deazemanis to kill themselves. If we had known this would have happened, then the matter would have been handled in a way that would have been a little less destructive. Or do I again have to state that, in war, it isn't up to you to die for your country, its for the other person to die for his."

OOC2: I'm assuming that when the Deazeman capital moved, then the Cele Embassy moved as well.

She took a longer pause this time, taking a sip of water. She listend to Niven's outburst, and popped her knuckles. "Dr. Niven, if you had done your job, and been present at the ANH meeting before the attack, then you would have known that the attack was comming. You would think that the total evacuation in a military style of our embassy before the attack would alert people to what is comming." She stretched her neck a bit, and continued. "Now, appearently you have one of the worst inteligence communities in the world, as it is a well known fact that Deazeman was in teh process of builing a military before the attack (OOC3: I'll dig up the thread if you want it). Now it is logical to say that a good portion of military presence would be in the captial, as that would be the place it would be most needed should an invasion come."

She looked around the room. "Anything else gentlemen?"

OOC4: Oh yeah! I have Exercised the demons! Woo! Can you take that? Huh?! Yeah! Sorry, I'm not in the mood for a relationship right now, but if I ever get there, I'll call ya. Your number sitll 9-1-1? All righty then!

Laughlin snorted. "I did indeed see a report on the so-called diplomatic proceedings. They largely consisted of an Imitoran delegation badgering the Daezemani monarch until they thought a sufficient causus belli had been established. Not to mention that, the exact second they thought perhaps their own outlandishly over-complex and paranoid security procedures were being used against them, they simply strode out of the meeting, returning as angels of death for an entire people.

"So the death of a single Imitoran warrants the death of an entire people? Friends," he continued, turning to the assembled delegates, "Many have accused Iansisleans of being arrogant, but never before in our history have we allowed ourselves to become so blinded by bloodlust that we would consider ourselves to be demigods, worthy of having a single life - or even fifteen - avenged by the immolation of millions.

"Of course, if we have been hiding in a naive closet for our entire history, and such a thing is indeed not only justifiable, but warranted, I see little reason why you shouldn't turn around and help Celeborne eradicate yourself from the universe - after all, isn't that what you did to the Daezemani? To do anything but allow yourself to be destroyed now would be hypocritical - granted, however, that's something we've come to expect from the Imitoran government over the years.

"And frankly, I can't see how you would dare to tout your own Orwellian security systems as a defense for genocidal behavior. Remember, ma'am, a well-kept prison with moving picture boxes and well-groomed guards is just that: a prison. Just because your own citizens are so sheep-like to allow themselves to be bullied by a bloated, over-intrusive and corrupt government doesn't mean that the Daezemani are..." He paused dramatically, drenching his next line with spite. "Excuse me. Were.

"Ma'am, right now Iansisle is at war with what may be the greatest threat to world freedom and democracy in history. And frankly, when I look from you to Mr. Hitler, I see no difference."

OOC: I got practice and all, not enough time for a long repsonse, but I'll hit ya'll back with one once I get back.

"Unless you plan to present a solid argument against our nation, and cease with insults which have no affect on me, I find that this meeting is going no where. Lord Alexander, I must point out that you have yet to make any point in your arguments whatsoever beyond the fact that you dont like me or my nation. You know what, thats fine. You can feel that way all you wish, but let it be known that your feelings mean nothing at all to me. After this meeting, I'm going to go home, and I'm not going to think 'Oh my, Lord Alexander and the Iansisleanians dont like me, whatever shall I do?' No I will go home, resume the presidency of my nation, and continue on with my life," she replied, leaning back in her chair.

Bruno Testardo sat unimpressed by the words of the Imitoran President (who may or may not be back in power yet). He exchanged a glance with Roberto, not one of comfort or friendship, but of competition and contempt. Roberto is a well known member of the Federalist party, and a close friend of President Corleone, the man whom Bruno had fought against in vain a mere election ago. Their would be no discussions at this table, he had demonstrated his higher ranking in the government, as a high ranking senate leader he held precedent over the words of an Ambassador. Soon he would bring along with him the ideals of the Labor party, and his less than honorable past. Roberto was suprised that the Senator had not started to alienate the whole ANH from Agrigento, as is the wishs of his isolationist faction. Senate would never approve of that however, and he was here to speak for them.

"I condemn thee Imitora, you act for your own petty greed, and envy. Perhaps you were jealous of the Daezeman Utopia? Their pacifist ways frightened you, didn't it??", he said with a smirk forming on his face. "You were scared, and you used your big bad military to put an end to them", he insinuated. "What an insecure country, that even a women feels such envy!'

Roberto could be heard coughing, choking on the words of the Senator as if it was hemlock. He was about to speak but was stopped short by the senator's rantings.

"What a petty little society..."

"Senator!! You selfish fool.", Roberto had heard enough. "Stop with this nonesense! It is not about the causes of this war, it is about the innocent people killed, and the measures that could have or should have been taken. Why do you feel the need to constantly spout your pointless rantings at every opportunity to speak you get?? Perhaps you are scared that someone will take your microphone away!",

The senator's face turned bright red, barely visible against his tan skin - tan from numerous vacations to North Islandia no doubt. He was a hypocrit in the highest form, always talking about the conditions of the poor yet doing nothing.

"How dare you! You insignificant worm!! Remove him from this room!", he shouted. Two aids tried to grab Roberto but he broke free.

"I am not walking out of this hall, unless it is of my own free will.", he got up from his seat and walked to the door.

(Time for some powerplay action in the Agrigentian Government, those firm foundations need a little shaking + I am bored)

"I condemn thee Imitora, you act for your own petty greed, and envy. Perhaps you were jealous of the Daezeman Utopia? Their pacifist ways frightened you, didn't it??", he said with a smirk forming on his face. "You were scared, and you used your big bad military to put an end to them", he insinuated. "What an insecure country, that even a women feels such envy!'


Mandi sat unphased by the outburst and simply shrugged. "If we were jealous, we would have simply taken it. Its pretty appearnt that taking it from them wouldn't have been that hard. But, if us being scared was teh case, and we did feel threatened, I do believe we put an end to that threat, whatever it may be."

"And of course we all do trust that you would not have taken it had you not accidentally obliterated it." Cheeseman said, almost under his breath and turning his eyes across the many faces surrounding as he spoke.

He realised the remark wasn't terribly constructive, but didn't want to look silly by stopping half way.

(ooc:Was going to be a longer post, but I smell burning bacon and must dash, heh. Back shortlyish)

OOC: Oopp, my bad, is 15, just checked. So you killed 15 of my citizens eh?

ooc: For violation of a law. Which was posted in every port. After being politely asked to take the cushy bus to Ankh-Morpork. Our tourist city, not clean, but fun.

Well, it WAS.

Until you bombed it.

Damn stubborn Imitorans.

Jamie listened to the outburst by Roberto and Testardo and simply sighed.

The chairman banged his gavel on the desk again. "Mr. Testardo, I will remind you that Roberto is the official Ambassador to the ANH, and until I receive further notice, he will speak for Agrigento."

Mandi sat unphased by the outburst and simply shrugged. "If we were jealous, we would have simply taken it. Its pretty appearnt that taking it from them wouldn't have been that hard. But, if us being scared was the case, and we did feel threatened, I do believe we put an end to that threat, whatever it may be."

Jamie sipped his tea again. "And once again we see the famous Imitoran arrogance. I can see how a small nation with a just forming army could scare you so. After all, up against the great Imitoran military why would anyone want to begin to defend themselves. You're just like the schoolyard bully who found his daddy's gun.

"You still have not answered the Iansislian charges. These diplomatic proceedings were staged so you would have so-called justification for the obliteration of an entire people. You funneled people into concentration camps, regardless of how pretty you wish them to look. Did the Daezeman king have access to this information that they were not being funneled into train cars for the ride to the camp? Of course he did not, becuase to do that would have removed your justification for war, and heaven forbid that should happen.

"You're internal security is near perfect? Then it looks like they must have been turning that blind eye to attacks against people of Daezemani-descent. Maybe they received orders to do so..."

Jamie took another sip. "And do not presume to tell Dr. Niven what Celeborne should or should not have done. There was little, if any, notification for the attack. Three ships appeared above Daezeman and started firing, again, with little if any true justification."

ooc: Lark, just gonna borrow Kath back for one last message.
ic:

A light beeps on the Larkinian diplomat's desk, and he presses the communications button. "I beleive you'll want to hear what this woman has to say."

Katherine's voice rings out.

"I am the last Daezemani alive. Luckily, I was already losing the effects of the psylocke-stone by the time the attacks happened, other wise, yes, I would have died as the remaining stone fractured within me. I am, however, left with a massive headache and some internal bleeding.

I presume you have all heard, or read transcripts of, the communications between my nephew, the late King Daniel, and the Imitoran President Walken.

You all read the full text of the new Daezemani security law. And, of course, you all know that the military's actions were fully justified by law."

A muttering is heard, and snatches of Jolian Mantra 4 are heard: 'I am holy... all is holy... God forgive me for my sin."

"But... of course, that doesn't matter. Remember the lesson of Daezeman always, my friends. Remember that Imitoran actions killed a country, a country that never, never did anything illegal by its laws.

Remember that to Imitora, anything goes until it's done to them.

I'm sorry, I can't think or talk anymore. Please think on what I've said."

A muffled sob is heard, and then the click and hum of a hung-up telephone.

"Well, until you get President Corleone himself here then I will remain in charge of this delegation!", replied Testardo.

"Maybe we should just see what Mario is upto then?", Roberto replied smugly.

"You know well enough that he is in Westshire! I suppose he did not deem this debate important enough to distrupt his personal life for it."

Roberto looked viciously at the Senator, "He is in Westshire ensuring the safety of you, that cow you call a wife, and those spoiled brats you call children!!!"

"You will burn for this DiPartenza!! You wait and see, Corleone cannot be president forever. Next year in fact he must take a break from running, you know our system of Presidential terms...or do you??"

"Out of respect for the people present here I will leave, and end this rude exhibition. I will be back however, even if I have to go to the Château Sacré myself and get the President's permission.", he turned to the delegates from other countries around him. "Good day". With that he left the room, slamming the mighty doors as he went.

Lord Alexander laughed slightly, tapping his fingers together. "Hear no evil, see no evil, be no evil, eh, ma'am? You can sit there and pretend that I made no point, as much as you care to, but the fact remains that I did, as is known by every other member present. Perhaps when you're ready to stop pouting and behave like a respectable representative of your nation, we may even have a counterpoint to the numerous concerns that have been raised."

He shrugged. "Until then, I see no evidence that Imitora, at any point in its history, has acted with any degree of common human decency or respect to international opinion. For too long has the Alliance harbored a dangerous terrorist state in its midst, turning a blind eye to repeated Imitoran civil liberties violations and aggressive wars of expansion." He took a sip of tea. "I say it is time we ended that blight upon the name of the New Highlands."

bump.

He took a sip of tea. "I say it is time we ended that blight upon the name of the New Highlands."

Jamie listened intently to the end of the statement, then wrote a quick question on his Tab. PC and sent it to print out on Lord Alexander's printer.

Are you suggesting what I think you are?

"Well, until you get President Corleone himself here then I will remain in charge of this delegation!", replied Testardo.

"You will sit down and respect this body before I have you forcibly drug from the chamber," the chairman said.

"Maybe we should just see what Mario is upto then?", Roberto replied smugly.

"You know well enough that he is in Westshire! I suppose he did not deem this debate important enough to distrupt his personal life for it."

Roberto looked viciously at the Senator, "He is in Westshire ensuring the safety of you, that cow you call a wife, and those spoiled brats you call children!!!"

Jamie stifled a chuckle at this after taking another sip of the tea.

"You will burn for this DiPartenza!! You wait and see, Corleone cannot be president forever. Next year in fact he must take a break from running, you know our system of Presidential terms...or do you??"

OOC: Can't... resist...

IC: Jamie turned to one of the aides next to him, "Maybe I'm wrong, but it's usually a bad idea to cross a leader named 'Corleone'. Maybe we should start a head count of the horses in Agrigento," he whispered.

OOC: Lark, I think you should see a doctor. It is not normal to drink THAT MUCH TEA (recalls a "Kids in the Hall" skit of particular relevence).

Russian Tea is the best BTW

OOC: Lark, I think you should see a doctor. It is not normal to drink THAT MUCH TEA (recalls a "Kids in the Hall" skit of particular relevence).

Russian Tea is the best BTW

OOC: LOL, he's only sipping on his second glass, he's trying to take it in moderation. I've never had Russian tea, I'll have to give it a try sometime.

While his two aides scribbled away as fast as their fountain pens would allow, Sir Talfryn found himself frequently distracted by all the tea sipping, and made his own note to bring a pot to the next gathering.

During the Agrigentan outbursts he cast his gaze down in some degree of unease, and found happy distraction in the puzzling technologies on display.

Why are the keys not attached to the paper-bearing part of the clatter-box?..

Ooh, I've heard of television..

[click..click..click]

Cheeseman is alarmed by a beeping sound as he accidentally sends some gibberish to an unknown terminal. Oh! ..Blast! Sir Talfryn blushed slightly, and folded his hands on his lap.



(ooc: "Clatter-box" is a term often used in WoS to describe the nation's mechanical type-writers :) )

OOC: LOL, he's only sipping on his second glass, he's trying to take it in moderation. I've never had Russian tea, I'll have to give it a try sometime.

OOC: Its actually called Tsar Nicholas Tea, very hard to find, unless you know a good Russian store. My friend gets it for me everytime he goes to Brighton Beach.

"I say it is time we ended that blight upon the name of the New Highlands."

OOC: Thats two threats, well one obvious and one that can interpreted as one...Also what the hell are the Iansislanian charges? I have yet to see them?

IC:

Mandi simply ignored Alexander, as he as of yet had not made any specidic case accept for the fact that he didn't liek Imitora. And it wouldn't kill Mandi to not be liked. She had made far more powerfull enemies than Alexander and the Iansislanians. She turned to Jamie. "If he had asked for the information, I'm sure President Walken would have provided it for him. For the last time, our justification for war was the murder of up to 15 Imitoran citizens by the Deazemani government. And what are these so called acts of violence against Deazemanis?* Any actions taken against people of Deazemani descent have been investigated, and delt with accordingly. Your arguments have no base in fact, I'm afraid."

OOC2:*=While there were acounts of harrasment on Deazemanis, they were, if you look back, investigated. If nothign turns up, nothign turns up, the police cant help that. The deazemanis arrested right before the war were simply forced into the camps, not sent to jail or anythgin like that.

[click..click..click]

Cheeseman is alarmed by a beeping sound as he accidentally sends some gibberish to an unknown terminal. Oh! ..Blast! Sir Talfryn blushed slightly, and folded his hands on his lap.

Jamie looked down at the printout on his screen from Cheeseman....

Wioreuih fadshuifehwiu fhudsahui wrew aiudohfue fajidjioew tea

He looked at the screen a moment...

He's either drunk, or trying to talk to me in code... and I left my secret decoder ring at home today.

Lord Alexander shook his head slowly as the Imitoran continued to refuse to answer his accusations. Too bad, he thought, the best way to lose a debate is to never show up.

Recieving Jamie's message, the head of House Laughlin considered his own terminal. After a couple hesitant key strokes, he looked up and nodded quickly when Jamie was looking.

(Cursed forum!)

ooc:Every ..mothering.. time I try to reply to this thread the forum crashes on me. It's causing that thoraxial tightness once again..

ic: The blushing Sir Talfryn attempted to move on in his mind from the confusion caused by his idle curiosity, and asked which other members of the alliance "would declare war on an ally hours after second hand or foreign reports that up to fifteen killings had taken place?"

Lord Alexander shook his head slowly as the Imitoran continued to refuse to answer his accusations. Too bad, he thought, the best way to lose a debate is to never show up.

Recieving Jamie's message, the head of House Laughlin considered his own terminal. After a couple hesitant key strokes, he looked up and nodded quickly when Jamie was looking.

Jamie scribbled another note and hit 'send'.

If you are willing to start the motion, I'll second it. Or we can wait until the break to check votes.

ooc:Every ..mothering.. time I try to reply to this thread the forum crashes on me. It's causing that thoraxial tightness once again..

ic: The blushing Sir Talfryn attempted to move on in his mind from the confusion caused by his idle curiosity, and asked which other members of the alliance "would declare war on an ally hours after second hand or foreign reports that up to fifteen killings had taken place?"

OOC: Did he ask this out loud? If so,

IC: "Actually those were reported by King Daniel of Daezeman, so I guess they could be considered first hand reports. Maybe he should have been a little more like President Walken and obfuscated as much as possible."

Laughlin considered the message. Blast - this I'll have to actually reply to... Slowly, he considered the keyboard. While Iansisle certainly had typewriters aplenty, they were fairly new, and most considered typing to be skill only needed by the secretarial staff. He had also recieved the basic training from one of his assistants - who was tragically absent today. Still, considering the normal good-nature of ANH debates, he hadn't seen the need to whisk secret messages back and forth.

All right, Alexander - you can do this he told himself, pushing the button for Jamie's consol. Now all I have to do is type it and hit 'send', he remembered, staring at the keyboard. Let's see...double blast, can't remember how to capitalize... ..."w"... "a" ... "i" ... "t" Triple blast! How do I make it have a space? Oh well... ..."u" ... "n" ... "i" Quadruple blast! How do I erase? Ah well... ... "t" ... "i" ... "l" ... "t" ... "hh" Quintruple blast! ... "e" ... "b" ... "r" ... "e" ... "a" ... "k" ... "."

Satisfied with himself, he punched the send button, jetting this message to Jamie's desk:

waitunitilthhebreak.

Satisfied with himself, he punched the send button, jetting this message to Jamie's desk:

waitunitilthhebreak.

Jamie read the message and scribbled down his response.

All right. I'll move for the lunch break soon.

OOC: *smiles evily* its good to be ther person that wrote the charter and meeting rules....I can single handedly keep this thing from ever ending, and therefor distroy any and all chance you have to kick me out....MUHAHAHAHAH...sorry, Im writting a paper for poli sci about taking over a nation non violently, so the power is kinda influencing my writting.....

Alexander nodded, before listening to the exchange (?) between Jamie and Sir Talfryn. He smiled at the Larkinian's joke, before checking the vote totals for the ANH:

(population - economy - special - total)
Iansisle: 15 - 7 - 5 - 27 (18.24%)
Agrigento: 16 - 7 - 0 - 23 (15.54%)
Imitora: 13 - 7 - 5 - 25 (16.89%)
Walmington on Sea: 9 - 7 - 0 - 16 (10.81%)
Larkinia: 17 - 7 - 5 - 29 (19.6%)
Celeborne: 21 - 7 - 0 - 28 (18.92%)

TOTAL VOTES: 148

OOC: Sorry, but I have to ask...can I get a power bonus for the total ass kicking of three countried within two weeks?

(you could always put it up to a vote... :roll: )

Alexander nodded, before listening to the exchange (?) between Jamie and Sir Talfryn. He smiled at the Larkinian's joke, before checking the vote totals for the ANH:

(economy - population - special - total)
Iansisle: 15 - 7 - 5 - 27 (18.24%)
Agrigento: 16 - 7 - 0 - 23 (15.54%)
Imitora: 13 - 7 - 5 - 25 (16.89%)
Walmington on Sea: 9 - 7 - 0 - 16 (10.81%)
Larkinia: 17 - 7 - 5 - 29 (19.6%)
Celeborne: 21 - 7 - 0 - 28 (18.92%)

TOTAL VOTES: 148

I'm confused :?

Imitora: 16 (6 economy, 5 population, 5 charter member)
Daezeman: 15 (5 economy, 5 population, 5 charter member)
Agrigento: 14 (8 population, 7 economy)
Larkinia: 21 (9 population, 7 economy, 5 charter member)
Celeborne: 17 (13 population, 4 economy)
Iansisle: 19 (7 economy, 7 population, 5 charter member)

thats the most recent one I could find. Has that much changed???

(hehe, sorry -- the vote breakdown is as follows:

1 for every 50 million people
1 for every other economic level (we're all at frightening, so we all get 7)
5 for being a 'founding member' (myself, Lark, Imitora and formerly Daezeman)

So, for instance, Iansisle has a population of 764,000,000, a frightening economy, and is a founding member. That's 15 for population (764/50 = 15.something), 7 for economy, and 5 for founding status. 15+7+5 = 27. Sorry if I wasn't clear.)

Jamie looks at the vote totals... and a warm, fuzzy feeling enters his heart... ;)

Mandi thought back to the charter and meeting rules, and remeberd one key fact. No vote could take place till the end of a meeting, and the meeting end had to be agreed upon by all members. Deep down, she knew, or at least had an idea, on what might happen. This was going to be one long meeting.

(ooc:Aye, that was out loud, though loud might be the wrong word. Quiet-if-shrill might be more apt.)

"..Well..yes, first hand..but..foreign, you know? Not his own information. Normally one might expect the word of an ally to carry sufficient weight, but in this case it is clear that Imitora cares not for allies, and thus could be expected to think little of their word.. if you follow.."

Sir Talfryn was obviously uncomfortable, as the indirect nature of most of what he said made apparent. Walmington's official stance on Imitora was unclear. Sir Talfryn himself was somewhat afraid of them, the SOW was in two minds, one demanding they be kept on-side, the other that they be distanced so far as possible from Walmington, and the public were still struggling to accept what they were being told of the matter.

This indecision didn't help the retiring Cheeseman.

(Retiring meant as a character trait, not a career move..yet)

Mandi thought back to the charter and meeting rules, and remeberd one key fact. No vote could take place till the end of a meeting, and the meeting end had to be agreed upon by all members. Deep down, she knew, or at least had an idea, on what might happen. This was going to be one long meeting.

OOC: Could ya TG me the Charter, I never received a copy of it.

its on the forums, ivisionfree.com/forums/anh, somethign like that.

its on the forums, ivisionfree.com/forums/anh, somethign like that.
OOC: Cool, thanks dude.

Saying nothing, Cheeseman accepts a copy of the charter, handed to him by one of his colleagues. Ah good, there is at least some provision for amendments..

Just thinking, if you do kcik me outa the ANH, I gotta give someone moderator powers over the forums...damn

Lord Alexander smiled as he recalled the Charter, Section III, SubSection B. You're not going to filibuster your way out of this one, woman, he thought. All it takes is for the Larkinian representitive or myself to point out that Daezeman was clearly within their rights as per Section III, SubSection D, Paragraph 3 section ii, and yourself in violation as per Section III, SubSection D, Paragraph 3 section i and Paragraph 1 section i and this goes straight to a Tribunal

Yes, he thought, the destruction of a nation of a nation can be considered a 'trade barrier'. Still, I need to talk to Jamie.

He stood. "Mr. Chairman, Iansisle motions to break for lunch."

(eep! typo central!)

OOC: On a total tangent (the mention of the forums brought this up), I've been thinking we should have an ANH Newsletter, this isn't just a chance to use my Desktop pub. software...OK yeah it is. What do y'all think?

(mmm...tangent. Sounds like tangerine. mmm...tangerine

Anyway, yeah, a newsletter would be superuberduper cool!

And since this post had zero point, here's a picture of a tangerine!

http://www.uhhealthsmart.com/tools2/fruits/images/tangerine.gif

OOC: Lark sounds cool. Iansisle, your forgetting the part where it saysa nation is allowed to use any means nessacery to insure victory in war. THe total destruction of a nation is, well...any means nessacery, if not a bit overboard, but still.

Lord Alexander smiled as he recalled the Charter, Section III, SubSection B. You're not going to filibuster your way out of this one, woman, he thought. All it takes is for the Larkinian representitive or myself to point out that Daezeman was clearly within their rights as per Section III, SubSection D, Paragraph 3 section ii, and yourself in violation as per Section III, SubSection D, Paragraph 3 section i and Paragraph 1 section i and this goes straight to a Tribunal

Yes, he thought, the destruction of a nation of a nation can be considered a 'trade barrier'. Still, I need to talk to Jamie.

He stood. "Mr. Chairman, Iansisle motions to break for lunch."

(eep! typo central!)

OOC: I'm three steps ahead of ya, ;) I guess now it a good time to mention that in all my years of Debate, my biggest strength was parliamentary procedure... :P

IC: Jamie stood up quickly, "I second that motion."

The chairman looked around, he didn't see any pizza yet. ;) "I have a motion and second to recess for lunch. All in favor say 'Aye'," he said.

Jamie replied "Aye."

"Aye", responded Testardo.

OOC: Gotcha, I'll get working on that. If you guys want to email me stories about what's going on, that'd probably be the quickest way to get this going, I can send it out as a PDF.

(Ah, but by destroying Daezemani infrastructure, you've put a "barrier on trade". You've also "forced a change in their policy", and your people should have been "observing and following the rules and laws" of Daezeman.)

OOC: Gotcha, I'll get working on that. If you guys want to email me stories about what's going on, that'd probably be the quickest way to get this going, I can send it out as a PDF.

OOC: I'm not quite following you, whats going on...like domestic affairs or ANH wide things?

"Aye," replied Laughlin quickly.

(EDIT: I know how to use a keyboard...honest! ;))

OOC: Gotcha, I'll get working on that. If you guys want to email me stories about what's going on, that'd probably be the quickest way to get this going, I can send it out as a PDF.

OOC: I'm not quite following you, whats going on...like domestic affairs or ANH wide things?

OOC: Either/or. Like this thread would make a great story for it, also internal affairs, presidential elections, things like that. Basically what you think would be newsworthy or interesting.

"Aye," replied Laughlin quickly.

(EDIT: I know how to use a keyboard...honest! ;))

"And those against, say 'Nay'," The chairman said.

OOC: Either/or. Like this thread would make a great story for it, also internal affairs, presidential elections, things like that. Basically what you think would be newsworthy or interesting.

ooc: Okay, io capisco now.

"AYE!" Squeaked Cheeseman.

(Loved the tangerine post. I don't know why. I am easily amused :) )

The chairman hit the desk with his gavel, "As the 'Aye' votes outnumber the 'Nay' votes, we're in recess for lunch for one hour."

He stood up and muttered something about pizza...

Jamie walked over to Laughlin and Cheeseman.

ooc: Hay. Since Marche Islands have been petitioning to join, can we have a representative in to watch? And can he have been very good friends with a Daezemani? And then it all... goes... to hell.

Laughlin stood as the crack of the gavel rang, and made his way over to the Larkinian table, meeting him and Sir Talfryn halfway. "We need to talk."

OOC: I hate to say it, but probably not. Something like this would probably be held in a closed session of the delegates. Unless someone wants to make a motion to allow a delegate into the chamber.

(EDIT: Yeah, I don't think so, alas. Maybe in a future meeting? By the way, I'll propose membership for ya after this all works itself out.)

Laughlin stood as the crack of the gavel rang, and made his way over to the Larkinian table, meeting him and Sir Talfryn halfway. "We need to talk."

"Aye, we do," Jamie said. "Who is the official delegate from Agrigento now?" he asked Laughlin.

ooc: In case you don't know Testardo is the most senior Agrigentian official in the room, and therefore th delegate at this point. Roberto will be back soon enough though.

OOC: Gotcha.

IC: Jamie walks over to Mr. Testardo.

"If I could take a moment of your time, we're having an impromptu discussion," he says quietly to him.

Sir Talfryn stood as tall as his little frame would allow, and engaged in a lot of downwards-gazing and cheek-puffing, offering a few tutting sounds and the like.

He didn't want to get ahead of himself by leading the conversation which he assumed was going to be pretty seriously weighted.

"Aye, we do," Jamie said. "Who is the official delegate from Agrigento now?" he asked Laughlin.

Laughlin glanced over. "That one bloke, I think. I don't know what happened to Roberto - he seemed willing to listen to our case."

The Iansislean delegate paused. "We can't let her dictate the pace of this meeting to us. It's clear five-sixths of the ANH dissaproves strongly of her nation's meathods. Should we..." Lord Alexander made a slashing motion across his throat.

Jamie grinned at Laughlin's comment.

"There's nothing she can really do... I propose the following..."

OOC: Iansisle, TG incoming shortly.

"Well, the severity of this is quite staggering. However I really do not think this is any of my concern. If I had my way Agrigento would never had joined this alliance....I may have my way yet", Testardo said rather casually.

"Well, the severity of this is quite staggering. However I really do not think this is any of my concern. If I had my way Agrigento would never had joined this alliance....I may have my way yet", Testardo said rather casually.

"Really sir?" Jamie asked. "But Agrigento is such a natural fit for the ANH. Your nation has proven invaluable time and again when wisdom was needed. If that had been asked for before this began, we might have avoided this."

"Really sir?" Jamie asked. "But Agrigento is such a natural fit for the ANH. Your nation has proven invaluable time and again when wisdom was needed. If that had been asked for before this began, we might have avoided this."

"Well I do not really care for the affairs of other nations. We should stop concentrating on things outside our country and start worrying about things going on inside of it...like the upcoming election", he said, mumbling the last part.

"Really sir?" Jamie asked. "But Agrigento is such a natural fit for the ANH. Your nation has proven invaluable time and again when wisdom was needed. If that had been asked for before this began, we might have avoided this."

"Well I do not really care for the affairs of other nations. We should stop concentrating on things outside our country and start worrying about things going on inside our country...like the upcoming election", he said, mumbling the last part.

"Oh, I understand sir," Jamie said. "Internal conerns must always come first. I do hope we can convince you to stay, and that you have always been a valued ally to us."

Laughlin listened to the plan, though the suggestion that Agrigento might withdraw startled him. "Withdraw from the ANH?" he asked, shock on his face. "You're one of the most valuable members - and with Daezeman gone, we'll be looking for a new member to grant founding status, I'm sure." He shot a meaningful glance at Jamie.

sorry, my computer was hijacked, but I'm back

IC:

Mandi pulled a cellphone out of her purse, and made a few quick calls. Before the end of the luch break, she would have to very important things in her posesion that would make this quite a bit easier for her.

OOC2: I read about this in my government book.

Laughlin listened to the plan, though the suggestion that Agrigento might withdraw startled him. "Withdraw from the ANH?" he asked, shock on his face. "You're one of the most valuable members - and with Daezeman gone, we'll be looking for a new member to grant founding status, I'm sure." He shot a meaningful glance at Jamie.

Jamie winked and looked innocent.

In the meantime, Lord Alexander left to seek out Cheeseman. "Pardon me, sir," he asked, looking over his shoulder at Jamie and Testardo. "I wonder if I could talk to you briefly?"

(Is Celeborne still about, or did he have to shove off again?)

Suddenly the great doors burst open and there was Roberto, worn from flying to Agrigento and back again. He wasn't alone. With him was Vice President Maria Sosetto, and enough authority to regain control of the Agrigentian Delegation.

"Sen. Testardo, good to see you", said Maria. She was a strong willed woman, and for good reason. It is not easy being the first female vice president of a very patriarchal country.

"Vice President! I did not expect you to come here. I was just going to.....", he started.

"Thank you for delegating in our absence.", she interupted and then gestured towards an empty chair. He slowly walked to it and sat down. "Now I believe we have some business to attend to, Mr. DiPartenza please take over. If you need me I will be discussing somethings with Bruno over there. With a nod she left the group.

Roberto, turning his attention to the group of onlooking delegates.

"So, what did I miss?"

(ooc1: That whole episode was to hopefully provide some insight into the tangled web of Agrigentian politics - setting up for a future RP perhaps

ooc2: And I have to go, goodnight.)

Outside the meeting hall, a UD-4L, usually used for transporting heavy artillery, landed, and off stepped a man, dressed in a suit. Who he was was of no importance, but what he carried was. He ran into the hall, ignoring or snuffing off the greetings of anyone who appraoched him, and handed Mandi two things. One was a stack of papers, the other, a box. She thanked the man, who helped her carry the box into the discussion hall, and she sat, waiting for the proceedings to begin again.

In the meantime, Lord Alexander left to seek out Cheeseman. "Pardon me, sir," he asked, looking over his shoulder at Jamie and Testardo. "I wonder if I could talk to you briefly?"

(Is Celeborne still about, or did he have to shove off again?)

"Certainly, certainly.." Sir Talfryn responded.


(ooc:Sorry I keep getting distracted. Only by the most terribly exciting prospects, I assure you.)

(I think he's still around, he usually doesn't get on for another hour or so does he?)

"Certainly, certainly.." Sir Talfryn responded.

(ooc:Sorry I keep getting distracted. Only by the most terribly exciting prospects, I assure you.)

(Lark: Oh, ok. Bah - he should spend all his time on here, like us normal folk ;))

"We're about to bring a ... rather critical issue to vote," nodded Laughlin, moving his shoulder in the general direction of the Imitorans. "And we would like to know where Walmington stands on it."

(Lark: Oh, ok. Bah - he should spend all his time on here, like us normal folk ;))

(LOL, well ya know, there's the whole having a life thing. ;) BTW, check TG's one more time.)

"There is..some resistance.. but I think as any civilised person would agree.." He said, almost visibly cringing "..there can be only one reasonable answer.." He meant by his somber (as far as that voice allows) tone to live little doubt.

Laughlin nodded. He hated (and was horrible at) all this cloak and dagger stuff, but...he glanced back at Jamie, and nodded again. It had to be done.

"I'm glad to hear that, Sir Talfryn. Rest assured - you're not alone on the side of morality." He winced inwardly, perhaps remembering what had happened to Daezeman, perhaps recoiling from his own cheesy line.

(wait...what's a life? ;))

Jamie walked out a moment and washed up in the restroom.

If we do this, there's no going back.

He dried his face with a towel and walked back to the chamber, where a new pot of tea awaited the delegates.

Jamie walked back into the chamber and sat down.

As the hour waned, the chairman looked at the delegates in the room. Hitting the gavel on the desk once he said. "I call the meeting back to order."

Jamie stood up quickly, "Mr. Chairman," he said.

He nods to Jamie, "The Chair recognizes the delegate from Larkinia..."

Laughlin hurried back to his seat before the gavel banged, looking across the room as Jamie stood.

*dramatic pause* :P

(Damnit, I may be online at work all night if this damn baseball game doesn't end! ;))

Jamie took a deep breath and nods to Laughlin and Cheeseman, "As we currently have a quorum I make a motion to suspend the rules regarding a vote not being allowed to be taken until the end of a meeting. Furthermore I move to suspend the rules in re: a meeting can only be ended by a unanimous decision of all delegates."

The chairman looked at the room. " A motion has been made to suspend the rules regarding when a vote can be taken. This will allow a vote to be taken at anytime in the meeting. Do I have a second?"

Mandi stood up and smiled. "While I appriciate the attempt and effort put into this, I'm afraid it wont work. See, you can put the idea into motion now, but, according to the standing rules, it cannot be voted on till the end of this meeting, and will not take affect untill the next meeting."

"Ahem, actually ma'am, this will take place immediately, there is no question currently pending," the chairman said. "Since there is a motion to suspend the rules. Again, do I have a second?"

OOC: Man, dont tell me ya'll are gonna change the rules on me just cuz you know my arguments are kicking all your asses :wink:

IC:

"Actually Mr. Chairperson, with all due respect, the question IS should the rules be changed. Seeing as that would require a vote, the cote cannot be taken till the end of this meeting, which we all must unanimously agree on. Unless, of course, you are willing to offer me the floor?"

ooc:You've gone and entered into an alliance with sentient beings- I think you wanted robots. Maybe next time ;)

ic:Sir Talfryn gave an "Aye", and was happy to have a familiar activity in pouring himself a cup of tea.

OOC: Man, dont tell me ya'll are gonna change the rules on me just cuz you know my arguments are kicking all your asses :wink:

IC:

"Actually Mr. Chairperson, with all due respect, the question IS should the rules be changed. Seeing as that would require a vote, the cote cannot be taken till the end of this meeting, which we all must unanimously agree on. Unless, of course, you are willing to offer me the floor?"

OOC: LOL, like I said, my strength is Parliamentary Procedure.

IC: "Well, ma'am, according to Robert's Rules of Order, 'The motion to suspend the rules may be made at any time when no question is pending; or while a question is pending, provided it is for a purpose connected with that question.' As no question is pending, the motion can be made. Furthermore, no debate is allowed on the motion, and it can not be amended," the chairman said. "Since debate is not allowed on the motion, we move straight to vote."

Edit: "And we have a second on the motion, we move straight to vote. All in favor of the measure, indicate so by saying 'Aye'."

"Aye," Jamie's voice resonated in the chamber.

"Aye," replied Laughlin forcefully.

(sorry if I'm kinda slow responding - the History Channel's got a great bit about the Edmund Fitzgerald on.)

OOC: You mean the Hitler Channel? No, seriously, everythign on the history channel can be related to Hitler.

IC:

"Fine then," relpied Mandi. "I vote Aye."

OOC: Danger, boring parliamentary stuff posted...

IC: "The motion to suspend the rules passes by majority (Or unanimously once WoS votes ;) ). Next we need to address the second motion, to suspend the rules dictating a unanimous vote to end meetings. Do I have a second?"

(that's 97 of 148, or ~65% of the total.)

(oops :oops: )

"Second," nodded Laughlin.

(No Worries ;) )

"We have a second. All in favor of suspending the rules, say 'Aye'."

"Aye," Jamie said again.

"Aye"

Ach, Cheeseman "aye"d as he was getting himself tea'd up, maybe he should have been seconding..or mh.

..Sir Talfryn ayed, seconded, and generally nodded when he could find time between sips.

(OOC: :lol: "Aye", "tea", it's all the same. ;) )

IC: "The motion passes," the chairman said. (OOC: Now you see the true power of Parliament, the ability to bore your adversaries to death! :P)

Jamie looked at Laughlin, and nodded for the next move.

"Aye," agreed Laughlin.

Mandi stood. "Mr. Chairperson, may I please take the floor for a moment, I have some information that may be found usefull in this matter."

Lord Laughlin, who had been half out of his seat when Amanda rose, looked over to Jamie, then up at the chairperson.

Mandi stood. "Mr. Chairperson, may I please take the floor for a moment, I have some information that may be found usefull in this matter."

OOC: Oh crap, this'll look bad...

IC: The chairman notices both people stand up one after the other, "Well, in accordance to Robert's, 'If a member rises before the floor has been yielded, or is standing at the time, he cannot obtain the floor provided any one else rises afterwards and addresses the chair.' I am sorry ma'am, but 'the chair should recognize the member who introduced the series to make the next motion, even though another has risen first and addressed the chair. In fact no other main motion is in order until the assembly has disposed of the series.' Mr. Shinisha, the floor is still yours."

Jamie turns to the chairman, "I yield the remainder of my time to Lord Laughlin."

"Very well, as it makes no matter. I have the proof I need to defend my nations actions, and I can wait all day for the political games of these two boys."

"Thank you, Mr. Chairman; Mr. Shinisha. I would like to charge Imitora with violation of the Charter of the New Highlands Alliance, as is Iansisle's right as a Founding Member. We charge them with violation of Section III, Subsection D, Paragraph 1, Line i and Section III, Subsection D, Paragraph 3 Line i. We propose..."

He paused.

"That Imitora be expelled from the Alliance. I would now like to pass the floor to Mr. Shinisha, the Larkinian representitive."

(sorry for the long delay :oops: )

Mandi simply leaned back in her chair and smiled. She would wiat patiently for the floor. As she had stated, she had all the time on the world to make her point.

(No worries dude, now that the game is over, I get to watch Arnold give his acceptance speech ;) )

Jamie nodded and stood back up. "I second the motion, and I move to suspend the rules again and proceed to an immediate vote."

(No worries dude, now that the game is over, I get to watch Arnold give his acceptance speech ;) )

Jamie nodded and stood back up. "I second the motion, and I move to suspend the rules again and proceed to an immediate vote."

"I second that motion," nodded Laughlin.

(Shoots self in head 54375437 times. I've never been so ashamed to be a citizen of the Bear Flag Republic. Never.)

(Well, I can't miss it in the newsroom... I dunno, it'll be interesting when his wife has to go to NYC to report for her job and hes left alone in the governor's mansion with those female assistants.. ;))

"We have a second on the motion. For this vote, if it passes, then it means we will proceed to the vote to expel Imitora from the Alliance of the New Highlands with no debate. All in favor say 'aye'."

"Aye," Jamie said.

OOC: Arnold won? FINA! Finally, someone in office I would have voted for! Also, if my RP strategy takes a rather dark turn, it is officially over between me and my girlfriend, and I'm suprised abotu how much it actually is affecting me. I mean, I didn't think it would, but I guess I was just kinda denying it. Oh well, looks like Mandi's gonna have to die durring child birth (for those of you who have to figure it out, she's pregnant). Ok, let me put on the Stabbing Westward CD before I post...ok

IC:

Mandi simply sat back, and smiled. "While we're at it, I call for the expulsion of Iansisle from the ANH." She put her tea down, and sat more upright in the chair.

OOC2: Although I'm glad Arnold won (I really am), and it is the one redeeming quality of California, if I was a California citizen,m I would be ashamed, regardless.

"Aye," nodded Lord Laughlin, his face a perfect mask.

(wait, wait..has he won? Are you looking into the future and seeing the worst? or funniest, from my point of view..)

Another subdued "Aye" from the Walmingtonian seats.

More sugar maybe..

The chairman nodded sadly at Mandi, "it's apparent ma'am that you do not understand these preceedings." He tallied the votes. "We have over the necessary 2/3rds majority needed to pass the vote. Now we move to vote on the expulsion of Imitora from the ANH. Should this vote pass, then ties between the ANH and Imitora will be severed, and you will have to leave this building at once, ma'am." he said. "All in favor say 'aye'."

"Aye," Jamie said again.

(Edit: Wow! Arnold won 47% or women's votes! Looks like those charges didn't stick to him.)

"Aye," nodded Lord Alexander, his face still impassive.

OOC: So much for waiting for Cele or Ag...

IC:

Mandi stood. "May I ask why I should even wait to hear the vote? You all have obviously made up your minds that we are guilty of protecting our nation. Oh well. While I'm still here, I might as well bring this forward. Mr. Chairperson, I have on good evidence that Iansisle is in violation of Section III, Subsection D, Paragraph 3, Subsection 3. And I might add, so is the former nation of Deazeman. And the nation of Celeborne. Removal of Imitora without removal of the three aformentioned nations only shows the hypocrasy of said nations." She sat, and sipped her water, waiting to be voted out.

(CNN is showing the 'Best of' the cali. election... The commercials, the debates...The Horror... the horror! )

"Aye." Cheeseman managed unwittingly to draw the three letters out long enough for the slight quiver in his voice to appear.

Maybe more milk then?

"Well, ma'am," the chairperson said. "it's a shame you didn't bring these points to our attention before you were drug in here for investigation for your own alleged war crimes. But holding onto data for possible extortion is not my concern. As the vote stand, 74.23%, or 72 of the 97 quorum votes vote in the affirmative. Imitora is expelled from the Alliance. And you must leave these offices immediately."

"Well, it seems with this kangaroo court I was never given a chance to present such evidence. Let me just say this gentlemen. You have made the worse possible enemy you could make. Come now," she said, standing, as the gaurds foolowed her out of the building.

OOC: OOC you guys are still cool, but IC, you guys are screwed... :twisted:

OOC: Well of course we are ;) Ya know this is going to make RPing together a pain in the ass...

IC: "It's too bad you won't take the time to find out why you've become so hated by this alliance, but whatever," Jamie said sipping his tea.

OOC: Lets just say we all beter hope Effit or the other anti-Iansisleanians countries in the commonwealth dont act up again. God knows what a nation like that would do with a nuclear, or worse, device. Oh, an RPing as Christin now is going to be so fun...

IC:

"Sir, I could care less why my nation is hated by the like of you. As for me, I'm going to go home, abdicate my presidency, have my child, and live a long, happy life."

Laughlin watched as Amanda left the building, tapping his fingers together. Although he was pleased, it was a cold pleasure, devoid of happiness.

OOC: Lets just say we all beter hope Effit or the other anti-Iansisleanians countries in the commonwealth dont act up again. God knows what a nation like that would do with a nuclear, or worse, device. Oh, an RPing as Christin now is going to be so fun...

IC:

"Sir, I could care less why my nation is hated by the like of you. As for me, I'm going to go home, abdicate my presidency, have my child, and live a long, happy life."

OOC: So no nookie for James? ;)

IC: "Well, I wish you and your child a long happy life," Jamie said.

OOC: I wouldnt say that, but I have some things in mind I could use...

IC:

Mandi didn't hear the last comment, as she had alredy exited the room with her five body gaurds.

"With enemies, who needs allies like Imitora?" Sir Talfryn asked one of his associates, surprised at himself and his wry smile.

Ya know Imitora, if you need help with one certain Larkinian in particular, drop me a TG... :twisted:

Jezrael
Demon High Lady of Tharkold

hmmm....looks like i have found a new ally...

(Egads: A Larkinian puppet!)

(Egads: A Larkinian puppet!)

(Yeah, I weakened and decided it was time... ;))

(So, what's the story on this one?)

Lord Laughlin rose amongst the eerie quiet that had fallen over the debate chambers and coughed into his hand slightly. "Mr. Chairman, may I have the floor?"

OOC: Made some rather obvious changes to the charter

(So, what's the story on this one?)

Lord Laughlin rose amongst the eerie quiet that had fallen over the debate chambers and coughed into his hand slightly. "Mr. Chairman, may I have the floor?"
"yes, the chair recognizes Lord Laughlin."

(Still flushing it out, but it's a post-apocalyptic nation, imagine the war between heaven and hell, only borged out)

OOC: War between heaven and hell? Will they be selling Spawn? I mean, an army of Spawns and Master Chiefs...Man, I'd be mother fin set.

(borged? Like...borged in the way I'm thinking of it?)

"Two things, Mr. Chairman. First, I would like to propose a momument to the Daezemani people, to be built with Alliance funds - each member granting proportional to their votes - and at the location of Mrs. Katherine Williams' chosing. Designs can be reviewed by a board of one expert from each nation." He paused. "Do I have a second?"

Sir Talfryn Cheeseman piped up "Aye, second!". He felt like he was getting the hang of this at last!

It was definitely the tea..

(ooc:And better yet, another internal error! Yay! I'll just be shuffling out before I cry. Will try to catch up later (not wanting to slow things down, I think you can estimate Walmington's response to most motions if needs be ;) ))

(yeah, probably. Picture Spawn, with more cyberware than Dr. Niven)

"I have a second, all in favor?"

"Aye."

(I should be off soon myself- I have a test tomorrow. (bah! It's almost as if they expect me to, like, learn something or something! *shakes fist*)

"Aye," voted Lord Laughlin.

(LOL, you can't leave yet. Heh I had a test this morning and I was on here until dawn. Of course I failed that test, so you might need to get your sleep. ;))

"The measure passes unanimously," the chairman said.

(yeah, probably. Picture Spawn, with more cyberware than Dr. Niven)


Put me down for 1000. Ya'll have tests? We onbly have papers. Really, I havent had one test yet, except for that poli sci quiz a while back. Anyways, expect Mandi to die very soon. Maybe with my next post. fin bitch cheats on me for three fin months, all this time I'm dead serious considering transfering to another fin school, loosing my scholarship for her...BLAH! *Must calm down before I do somethign stupid like sell a nuke to To the opponents of everyone I know...

(Weeeeell...maybe one last round ;) I really should get some sleep.)

"Secondly," the Lord nodded, "I should like to propose an ammendment to the Charter: Section III, SubSection D, Paragraph 2, Line iiiiii (or vi, even ;)): "No Alliance member shall at any time make war or otherwise attack a fellow Alliance member. All international disputes that cannot be resolved by the two parties in a peaceful manner shall be taken to a meeting of the Alliance, where it will be resolved by a vote of the entire Alliance.""

Lord Laughlin removed his glasses and cleaned them. "That way, we won't need so much fancy footwork to do what we know is right."

(LOL, suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure)

"I second the motion," Jamie said.

"All in favor?"

"Aye."

(no, really! :P Of course, if I leave, you'll just ram whatever legislation you want through...hmmm....are you sure you're not tired, Lark? ;))

"Aye," nodded the Lord Alexander, returning to his seat feeling very pleased. As he sat, he glanced about the room, noting the empty feeling.


"Thank you, Mr. Chairman," he said after the votes were tallied. "I return the floor."

(of course no...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.) ;) (Besides, I already failed my test today :P)

(Hey, don't we need a proposal thread? ;)... heh heh heh)

"Vote passes unanimously"

(Egads, so we do! I meant to do that today...*checks time* er, yesterday, but it, uh, slipped my mind? ;) Anyway, I really should get to sleep - sorry :(

No voting that James has to marry Christin while I'm gone! *waves finger* )

No voting that James has to marry Christin while I'm gone! *waves finger* )

:twisted:

(yeah, go ace that test tomorrow!)

ooc: Catch up pa-lease!

I was kicked out, and now they are gonna build a statue to Deazeman, whcih can only provide more RP fun for me... :twisted:

I was kicked out, and now they are gonna build a statue to Deazeman, whcih can only provide more RP fun for me... :twisted:

Dammit, Roberto didn't get to do defend you.

(Time to get you re-instated :P )

Tight
dont worry though, I wont be seeling nukes to your enemies.

Tight
dont worry though, I wont be seeling nukes to your enemies.

Its not that, I just don't think its right. You put so much effort into the alliance, the Forum and everything.

Haha, well thanks anyways, I appreciate the help. You think I should show up at the Marche Islands dinner thread?

Haha, well thanks anyways, I appreciate the help. You think I should show up at the Marche Islands dinner thread?

That would make it all the more enjoyable

Haha, well thanks anyways, I appreciate the help. You think I should show up at the Marche Islands dinner thread?

LOL, we just bust yer balls so much cause we like ya. ;)

And yeah you should show up, although I think I know how you'll do it *grabs copy of Rainbow Six*

(oh boy - here we go again! :)

And Imitora, I'm sure you'd be able to rejoin...after this whole...y'know, razing Daezeman thing blows over ;))

Haha, well thanks anyways, I appreciate the help. You think I should show up at the Marche Islands dinner thread?

LOL, we just bust yer balls so much cause we like ya. ;)

And yeah you should show up, although I think I know how you'll do it *grabs copy of Rainbow Six*

Bah, Rainbow 6 is so 1999, try Teeth of the tiger

LOL, I will soon, I'm having a hard enough time keeping up with my textbooks right now...

Well, it would appear that I missed the whole thing. No chance to respond to Imitora, that will teach me to get sent out all of the suddden. COuld some one please give me a condinsed version of what happened ?

OK I caught up. No response from Niven 'cause it is to late. Celeborne is all in favor of the "No War on Allies " clause.

Welcome back dude, we missed ya!

Yeah, they'll be back though, I have a cunning plan...

You always do.... I will be back for good sunday night, I am trying to grab time when I can right now.

You always do.... I will be back for good sunday night, I am trying to grab time when I can right now.

Yeah, but it would be nice if one of them would actually work ;)

Your plans seem to work out alright. Heck I am still trying to figure out if my hostile take over of the Iansisle primary businesses is going to do any good.

I think it will, *puts a copy of "Wall Street" in the DVD player*

Oh yeah, the latest thread, in case you didn't see it, James is gonna propose to Christin, maybe, kinda

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=79273