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Edited for links corrections

Establishing Part III of the epic of the White Fog, in which a new nation is settled.

OOC:
Part I http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=116053&highlight=
Part II http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=117789

dramatis personae:
The Daistallian Emergency Counmcil:
Captain Oliver, a jaeger Captain of the DSOFs
HH Kar Mae, the Whilan Lama, an internationally respected Buddhist
leader (and one of only two characters recycled from Old Daistallia)
Lt. Haek, a submarine commander from the DNFs
Kae Daek, president of Daek-pae Mining and construction
Mayor Koh, mayor of Scheim, a medium sized city back in old Daistallia
Captain Min, a merchant marine captain
Hans Jaeger, aged star of Trout Masters, master huntsman and fisherman,
and reputedly the oldest living Daistallian (and the oldest character I
have - couldn't abandon old Hans to the fog)
Profesor Doctor Sebastian Festspielhaus, profesor of physics at
Daistallia City University and certified genius
Ding Shae, Zen Democratic party leader
Madam Henk, Libertarian party leader

Franz, Erich, Heide, and Ju Yeuen - Daistallian citizens in Hell Bovines


ANA
Joanna Kekov - the ANA liason to the Daistallian refugees
Nika Nika Squeee - an uplifted dolphin
Brelt Freet - an uplifted dolphin

Hell Bovines
Dr. Segundo Pinkishcow - a Hell Bovines scientist
Victoria Blackspots - an ordinary citizen of Hell Bovines
Policecow Longhorn - a police officer of Hell Bovines

If I have forgotton any characters, please let me know!

IC:
Several days after the Arrival, the Emergency Council is in their first meeting with the collected representatives of Greenfields and interestred refugee reliefe organizations.

http://www.angelfire.com/dragon/daistallia/2104/char.html
Quick profiles of the Daistallian characters.

*yet another tag...*

*a firm yet yielding tag*

Joanna sips at her glass of water and looks around at the people there, glancing over to where the two dolphins are jhust to make sure they are behaving.

(OOC: where are we holding this by the way??)

::A helicoptor lands at ________ (wherever we happen to be...) 3 people step out and enter at the meeting place. One is a taller lady dressed in a navy blue uniform with a red overcape and hat. She has blue hair, and wars a gold medallion around her neck. Next to her is a short little girl who looks to be no more than 10. She has platinum colored hair in pigtails and has an almost emotionless face. Behind them is a man in a white coat, with greying frazzled hair. They enter the meeting room and sit down::

OOC: for lack of a better name, let*s call it Camp Ti, after the lost president of Daistallia.
Also, it will be useful/interesting to note that the refugees in Greenfields have not made any contact at all with the disporia...
;) if you know what is going on.

Note: friends who have associated with Old Daistallia are considreed invited. If you aren*t sure, TG me. :D

IC: The visitors from HO are escorted into the underwater dome that has become the headquarters for the Emergency Council.
Captain Oliver greets the representatives, and tells them the council is waiting for certain local representaives.
Refreshments are made available.

OOC: Oh good! was wondering about the dolphins.

Both dolphins can be seen regularly swimming past the viewing panes in the bubble, exitedly peering in at all the new arrivals.

Joanna stands up and politely greets the new arrivals, she still feels a little disconcerted about talking to HH Kar Mae, the Whilan Lama, (or, as the dolphins call him 'Big purple towel shiney man') but she has been making small conversation with those she met before, namely Captain Min, Captain Oliver and a few others.

'Big purple towel Shiney man' grins and greats the dolphins with great humor. He seems to be the only Daistallian present who is really totally comfortable with the idea of non-human intelligence. He seems to almost shine with an inner light.
Sensing her discomfort, Captain Oliver makes it a point to introduce Joanna to the Lama as a friend, giving a slight bow in deference to His Holiness.
"Joanna, this is His Holiness, the Whilan Lama."
The Lama smiles a smile that says 'I know every of your funniest secrets, but don't worry because I'm not telling on you.'
"Well met, Captain Joanna. I understand you are a friend indeed. May you be well and happy."

::The HO reps walk over to where the dolphins are. The small girl looks at them, but says nothing. The man humms thoughtfully:

Man: Well this IS amazing. I'd heard of the talking dolphins before, but I never knew they really existed. ::He stops then turns red:: Oh, I'm sorry! That was terribly rude of me. Let me start over. My name is Fifel Hoover, the Science Advisor of Henceland Omega. ::He points to the blue haired lady:: This is Luna Althena, Holy Emperor Corran's personal advisor, and this ::pointing to the small girl:: Is Ruri Hoshino, our Intel Advisor. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Luna: ::shakes her head:: Don't feel too bad Fifel, my first impression on the Daistallians was a little worse... heh.

*A Gulf Stream with Edenstein markings fly into the airspace of ________
The pilot radio's the tower*

Pilot: This is Edenstein flight 304 from Linux carrying Lt. Zofia Alexia and Professor Dut.. Requsting permission to land.

*In the cabin*

Zofia: So Dut... What do you think is going on? And why did Emperor Ed send us?

Dut: I don't know, it sounds like the big dick to me...

Zofia: WHAT?!??!?!?!

Dut: You know the big dick, in boston, the tunnel?

Zofia: This is going to be a long mission.

The dolphins 'kekekeke' at him in their own speach, the translation is a little odd.

Bjelt, seems to be laughing.

"Many time, many secrets, Pod Partner Jo Jo Bounce"

Joanna ignores the dolphins and nods her head to the holyman and smiles.

"Hello, how do you do, as to being a friend, I did what any other decent sentient would do, and helped out someone in need."

Both Dolphins crowd the veiwing plate peering in at the people that seem so intrested in them.

Bjelt cimes up.

"Spikey white bushy man, ok! Bjelt no know Spikey White live also!"

Both dolphins seem to crack into short chirups of laughing.

Nika flips round then back to the window, peering at the advisor,

"Nice meet, Nice greet, Sky Head lady Moon!"

Both dolphins look at the little girl.

"Good see baby clever sand head."

"Many time, many secrets, Pod Partner Jo Jo Bounce"

"Hello, how do you do, as to being a friend, I did what any other decent sentient would do, and helped out someone in need."
Kar smiles at Joanna. "Yes, of course."
Then he beams at Bjelt. "Yes, many times and many secrets, little swimmer! Pod be well?"

Bjelt zips from one veiwing pane ot the one opposite Kar

"Pod good! Pod big! many bodies, Jo Jo Bounce good! is Pod! How swims your Pod, Tall Man Green Head Pod of you?"

::Luna stands puzzled at the speech of the dolphins. Ruri continues to stand emotionless::

Ruri: It's nice to meet you both.

Luna (to Fifel Hoover): How much of what we say will they fully understand?

Hoover: Probably everything. Their translation's a little odd, but then, to them we're a litle odd too... ::He approaches the viewing pane:: So what do you know about the situation? We've just recently been brought into this...

Nika, the female dolphin nods her head rapidly at the pane and the people beyond

"Know all, feel all Pod people understand Pod me, me understand Pod people, know you know me, see different smell different sound different but know same."

"Nika knows, many tall Landwalker lost, many Pods gone, Mika Pod Jo Bounce Bounce, help, many fish, sad, but good end to bad."

Luna: So what's she saying? I didn't quite get all of that.

Ruri: She says that things are going to be ok. There's good coming out of all of this.

Hoover: Yes. I'm interested to see what's going to happen...

OOC: Now that i'm back, should we continue with the incident on Hell Bovines, or leave it like that?
I would gladly continue with our little story, provided you agree.

OOC: Anything happening here?? Dastilia??

OOC: Been busy and awaiting anyothers - Biotopia/NHU and Hell Bovines.
Hell Bovines, why don*t you just send someone here. :D

OOC: Oh, and if the aforementioned don*t show up soonish, I will carry on and just assume they*re late. :)

OOC: Hey, I'm here! You wanted me to continue the RP? I had though you wanted to supress my part.
Nevermind, I'd gladly continue with my part then! :D

IC:

Continuation from Part II: (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2647252&highlight=#2647252)

Resume: In an observatory in Hell Bovines, Dr Segundo Pinkishcow and Nurm Cosmicfur were watching with interest a weird metereological effect when, suddenly, daistallians appear from nowhere.
Very frightened, the astronomists try to comunicate with the foreigners:


Ju Yeueng recognises the guys in "cow-suits" from TV coverage of a previous visit of Hell Bovinians to Daistallia, not quite realizing the difference between a human dressesd in a rubber suit and maskarading as a cow, and a Hell Bovinian. In the "universal" language of tourists everywhere (eg LOUD and S-L-O-W-L-Y), Ju Yeueng steps forwards and says "Y-O! C-O-W D-U-D-E-S. I A-M J-U-U Y-E-U-E-N-G. W-H-A-T I-S Y-O-U-R N-A-M-E?"
Segundo gave a curious look the the extrange humans. *Why do they talk like this?*

Anyway, he answered, trying to replicate the slow way of talking of the foreigners.

H-E-L-L-O , J-U-U Y-E-U-E-N-G. I-M S-E-G-U-N-D-O P-I-N-K-I-S-H-C-O-W.
H-O-W D-I-D Y-O-U G-O-T H-E-R-E?

I D-O N-O-T K-N-O-O-W.

Both bovinoids look at themselves raising the eyebrows.
"B-U-T W-H-O A-R-E Y-O-U?
W-H-E-R-E A-R-E Y-O-U F-R-O-M?



Meanwhile in a hell bovinian police station, another daistallian appears in a cell. The incredulous bovines try to guess his procedence, when he suddenly starts humming a song:
The man curls up in a ball. He begins softly singing a song any Daistallian would recognize as a popular childrens song.
This action totally freaked out the policecows.
"What's that?"
"He's singing?!?!"
"No, It must be a frigging spell! He is the Chupacabra!"
"Holycow! Call the police"
"WE are the police"
"Damn! Then call the army, someone!"

Policecow Longhorns runs torwards the phone, so fast, that he felled and hurted his knee.
He grabs the phone nervously, sweating, and calls the nearest army emcamptment:
Ring, Ring, Ring
-"Hello. You are talking with El Toro base, of the hell bovinian army. How may we be of service?"
-"H-He Iss the chupacabra! He is in the police station! Help!"
-"Is this some kind of joke? Have in mind, sir, that you can go to jail for this"
-"This ain't no joke, brotha. A weird human-looking guy arrived from nowhere at our police station. He's singing weird things, but I think its a spell. He must be the chupacabra!"
-"Calm down sir. Please, identify yourself and give us the adress of said police station"
-"ermm...yes, I'm Pedro Longhorns and the station is Police Station N° 27, located on 172, Santoro st."
-"We'll send an investigation team right away, sir. Have no fear, the army will protect you"

He hungs up and nervously returns near the cell, where the daistallian has stopped singing and looks nervously at all the cow folks.....

OOC: Hey, I'm here! You wanted me to continue the RP? I had though you wanted to supress my part.
Nevermind, I'd gladly continue with my part then! :D

OOC: Nope I definately want you here. :D


IC:

Continuation from Part II: (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2647252&highlight=#2647252)

Resume: In an observatory in Hell Bovines, Dr Segundo Pinkishcow and Nurm Cosmicfur were watching with interest a weird metereological effect when, suddenly, daistallians appear from nowhere.
Very frightened, the astronomists try to comunicate with the foreigners:


Ju Yeueng recognises the guys in "cow-suits" from TV coverage of a previous visit of Hell Bovinians to Daistallia, not quite realizing the difference between a human dressesd in a rubber suit and maskarading as a cow, and a Hell Bovinian. In the "universal" language of tourists everywhere (eg LOUD and S-L-O-W-L-Y), Ju Yeueng steps forwards and says "Y-O! C-O-W D-U-D-E-S. I A-M J-U-U Y-E-U-E-N-G. W-H-A-T I-S Y-O-U-R N-A-M-E?"
Segundo gave a curious look the the extrange humans. *Why do they talk like this?*

Anyway, he answered, trying to replicate the slow way of talking of the foreigners.

H-E-L-L-O , J-U-U Y-E-U-E-N-G. I-M S-E-G-U-N-D-O P-I-N-K-I-S-H-C-O-W.
H-O-W D-I-D Y-O-U G-O-T H-E-R-E?

I D-O N-O-T K-N-O-O-W.

Both bovinoids look at themselves raising the eyebrows.
"B-U-T W-H-O A-R-E Y-O-U?
W-H-E-R-E A-R-E Y-O-U F-R-O-M?


W-E A-R-E F-R-O-M D-A-I-S-T-A-L-L-I-A.
W-H-A-T I-S T-H-I-S P-L-A-C-E?

Meanwhile in a hell bovinian police station, another daistallian appears in a cell. The incredulous bovines try to guess his procedence, when he suddenly starts humming a song:
The man curls up in a ball. He begins softly singing a song any Daistallian would recognize as a popular childrens song.
This action totally freaked out the policecows.
"What's that?"
"He's singing?!?!"
"No, It must be a frigging spell! He is the Chupacabra!"
"Holycow! Call the police"
"WE are the police"
"Damn! Then call the army, someone!"

Policecow Longhorns runs torwards the phone, so fast, that he felled and hurted his knee.
He grabs the phone nervously, sweating, and calls the nearest army emcamptment:
Ring, Ring, Ring
-"Hello. You are talking with El Toro base, of the hell bovinian army. How may we be of service?"
-"H-He Iss the chupacabra! He is in the police station! Help!"
-"Is this some kind of joke? Have in mind, sir, that you can go to jail for this"
-"This ain't no joke, brotha. A weird human-looking guy arrived from nowhere at our police station. He's singing weird things, but I think its a spell. He must be the chupacabra!"
-"Calm down sir. Please, identify yourself and give us the adress of said police station"
-"ermm...yes, I'm Pedro Longhorns and the station is Police Station N° 27, located on 172, Santoro st."
-"We'll send an investigation team right away, sir. Have no fear, the army will protect you"

He hungs up and nervously returns near the cell, where the daistallian has stopped singing and looks nervously at all the cow folks.....

Huddled in a ball, he begins sucking his thumb.

W-E A-R-E F-R-O-M D-A-I-S-T-A-L-L-I-A.
W-H-A-T I-S T-H-I-S P-L-A-C-E?

*Daistallia? Daistallia? Humm....*, Dr Segundo though, trying to remeber where he had heard that name.
*Oh! I remember. There's a country called like that! I heard about it in the news, something about a white fog...*
He tries to communicate again with the human.
"H-A-S-N'T Y-O-U-R C-O-U-N-T-R-Y S-U-F-F-E-R-E-D A N-A-T-U-R-A-L D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R? A-R-E Y-O-U A R-E-F-U-G-E-E?
A-N-Y-W-A-Y Y-O-U A-R-E I-N T-H-E G-R-A-N-D D-U-C-H-Y O-F H-E-L-L B-O-V-I-N-E-S, I-N A-N O-B-S-E-R-V-A-T-O-R-Y. I'M S-E-G-U-N-D-O A-N-D H-E I-S N-U-R-M, W-E W-O-R-K H-E-R-E."
He said, pointing to his work partner.


Policecow Longhorns runs torwards the phone, so fast, that he felled and hurted his knee.
He grabs the phone nervously, sweating, and calls the nearest army emcamptment:
Ring, Ring, Ring
-"Hello. You are talking with El Toro base, of the hell bovinian army. How may we be of service?"
-"H-He Iss the chupacabra! He is in the police station! Help!"
-"Is this some kind of joke? Have in mind, sir, that you can go to jail for this"
-"This ain't no joke, brotha. A weird human-looking guy arrived from nowhere at our police station. He's singing weird things, but I think its a spell. He must be the chupacabra!"
-"Calm down sir. Please, identify yourself and give us the adress of said police station"
-"ermm...yes, I'm Pedro Longhorns and the station is Police Station N° 27, located on 172, Santoro st."
-"We'll send an investigation team right away, sir. Have no fear, the army will protect you"

He hungs up and nervously returns near the cell, where the daistallian has stopped singing and looks nervously at all the cow folks.....

Huddled in a ball, he begins sucking his thumb.

The policows were still freaked out. However, Officer Thickfur, gained courage. "Let's end up this stupidity. I'm going to ask him who he is!"
"Beware, maybe he is the chupacabra, and he will turn you into a horrible hairless monkey like he is. Don't do this", the other officers muttered, afraid.
But Thickfur was decided to do it and didn't heard the warnings. He walked with determination, stomping his hooves in the ground.
"Hello. May you please tell me who are you?", he says, in Spanish, hoping the foreigner understands him.
At the same time, there was a knock at the door. "It must be the army", Longhorns said and went to open the door.

"H-A-S-N'T Y-O-U-R C-O-U-N-T-R-Y S-U-F-F-E-R-E-D A N-A-T-U-R-A-L D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R? A-R-E Y-O-U A R-E-F-U-G-E-E?
A-N-Y-W-A-Y Y-O-U A-R-E I-N T-H-E G-R-A-N-D D-U-C-H-Y O-F H-E-L-L B-O-V-I-N-E-S, I-N A-N O-B-S-E-R-V-A-T-O-R-Y. I'M S-E-G-U-N-D-O A-N-D H-E I-S N-U-R-M, W-E W-O-R-K H-E-R-E."
He said, pointing to his work partner.

A-N O-B-S-E-R-V-A-T-O-R-Y? A-W-E-S-O-M-E, C-O-W-D-U-D-E!


The policows were still freaked out. However, Officer Thickfur, gained courage. "Let's end up this stupidity. I'm going to ask him who he is!"
"Beware, maybe he is the chupacabra, and he will turn you into a horrible hairless monkey like he is. Don't do this", the other officers muttered, afraid.
But Thickfur was decided to do it and didn't heard the warnings. He walked with determination, stomping his hooves in the ground.
"Hello. May you please tell me who are you?", he says, in Spanish, hoping the foreigner understands him.
At the same time, there was a knock at the door. "It must be the army", Longhorns said and went to open the door.

There is no change. However officer Thickfur notices a growing pool of urine on the floor and the unmistakable odor of "animal wastes".

Meanwhile, at Camp Ti, Captain Oliver recieves a message.
"May I have your attention eneryone. It seems that the Biotopian representative has been delayed. We will begin shortly."

OOC: Hell Bovines, who would you like at the meeting?

Meanwhile, at Camp Ti, Captain Oliver recieves a message.
"May I have your attention eneryone. It seems that the Biotopian representative has been delayed. We will begin shortly."

OOC: Hell Bovines, who would you like at the meeting?

Ambassador Bumpo Blackspots arrived in a small chopper to the refugee camp meeting. Hell Bovines' government had just heard the news about the Daistallians appearing in Greenfields and so, was late for the meeting.
The old chopper made an awful noise while landing and Bumpo, an impresibly tall brown-furred hell bovine, got out.
"Hello. I'm Bumpo Blackspots, ambassador from the Grand Duchy of Hell Bovines. I was sent here to see if our government can do something to aid in the dificult situation Daistallia is going though."


A-N O-B-S-E-R-V-A-T-O-R-Y? A-W-E-S-O-M-E, C-O-W-D-U-D-E!

Dr Segundo was about to reply, when suddenly, a news report started going on in the tv, speaking about Daistallia:

"And on other news, citizens from the nation of Daistallia, that has recently dissapeared under a white fog are suddenly appearing all over Greenfields. Apparently, they are reuniting in a refugee camp, in the northern part of the continent.
The government advices that if you see a hairless, pink-skinned monkey don't panic! That's what humans look like. If you see one of these, please take him to the nearest government office, so that we can take him to the refugee camp to reunite them with their families."

The news report clarified many things to Segundo.
*Ok, I'll take him to the police station. They probably know what to do with him. They are trained for these kind of situations, after all.*, he thinks.
Then, he speaks to the daistallian.
"C-O-M-E W-I-T-H M-E, I'L-L T-A-K-E Y-O-U T-O T-H-E P-O-L-I-C-E S-T-A-T-I-O-N, S-O T-H-A-T Y-O-U C-A-N M-E-E-T W-I-T-H O-T-H-E-R-S L-I-K-E Y-O-U."

Meanwhile, in the said police station the policows try to get away from the smelly human, as they fear it may done nasty things to them.
The army officers arrive and decide to take care of the situation.
A officer walks to the Daistallian, ready to solve the situation.
"¿Quién eres?"
"Who are you?"
"São você?"
"Qui vous est?"
"Wer sind Sie?"
"§A¬O½Ö¡H"
"Chi lo sono?"

He asks the same question in every language he knows, hoping the human will understand him.....

The ambassador is escorted in to the meeting room.
Captain Oliver approaches.
"Hello. Our friends have just been telling us about your nation. Please make your self comfortable."
He sticks out his hand in greeting.

Ju Yeueng looks around, a bit nervously. " A P-O-L-I-C-E S-T-A-T-I-O-N?" He stops mid thought and considers a moment.
" H-E-Y! D-O Y-O-U S-P-E-A-K E-N-G-L-I-S-H?"

The human at the police station begins trembling, slowly at first, then with increasing severity.

The ambassador is escorted in to the meeting room.
Captain Oliver approaches.
"Hello. Our friends have just been telling us about your nation. Please make your self comfortable."
He sticks out his hand in greeting.
Bumpo sticks his hoof in return. "Thanks for the welcome. I hope I can aid to solve the difficult situation your noble nation is going though."
He then says hi to all the other delegates, gives a "keeee" to the cetacean delegaes from ANA and sits.

Ju Yeueng looks around, a bit nervously. " A P-O-L-I-C-E S-T-A-T-I-O-N?" He stops mid thought and considers a moment.
" H-E-Y! D-O Y-O-U S-P-E-A-K E-N-G-L-I-S-H?"
"Me speek a bit. Let me taking you to policia estacion. Policia will helping you.", he sais, hoping the human understood.

The human at the police station begins trembling, slowly at first, then with increasing severity.
The policecows freak out even more, but the army officer was trained for these situations.
"This man is in shock, we need to calm him down."
"Quickly, I will need a pillow, a TV and some capsules of NervoCalm"
*Damn, I hope my ten years of studing psychology finally prove themselves worthy*, he thinks to himself.

The two dolphins 'kekekek' in return to 'Big Brown Square Bull' and Joanna greets him.

"Good to see you again! I hope your trip was pleasant?"

"Me speek a bit. Let me taking you to policia estacion. Policia will helping you.", he sais, hoping the human understood.

"Excellent! But I may be in trouble if you take me to the policia..."
He points to the small "cigarette" he has been sharing with his friends.
"Uhmmm, what are the local laws on weed?"

The policecows freak out even more, but the army officer was trained for these situations.
"This man is in shock, we need to calm him down."
"Quickly, I will need a pillow, a TV and some capsules of NervoCalm"
*Damn, I hope my ten years of studing psychology finally prove themselves worthy*, he thinks to himself.

The pillow seems to help. And the NervoCalm puts him into a coma....

"Well, since most of us are here, I will begin with some information on where we have come from."
The lights are lowered, and a short presentation begins.

OOC: The information covers these factsheets:
http://www.angelfire.com/dragon/daistallia/ns/history.html
http://www.angelfire.com/dragon/daistallia/ns/geo.html

Arg! I jsut tried to post but NS servers quicked me out!

anyway... F-I-N-A-L-L-Y-!

Presume a representative of the NHU and Biotopia are present. I would keep the Federal Republic out of it normally but hey, we have to work out where all these new 'refugees' are going to go... this has good potential for a fews ideas on reforming the NHU i've been having.

I'll send you a T'g soon Dai!

The representatives of Biotopia and the NHU are escorted in just as the lights go down.

::Luna shakes her head as the numbers fly by during the geographical part of the presentation::

Luna: (to herself): Rits-chan would never have been able to sit through this. I'm glad she ended up staying. ::She listens to the mini history lesson about Daistallia. She stops and ponders for a moment:: So... which of these sects was it that started the rebellion when we were here for the pageant?

::Hoover hears her murmuring::

Hoover: What did you say?

Luna: Nothing. I'm sure my question will be answered eventually...

The Dolphins are also having a little trouble sitting throuh it, for some reason they are playing with a brightly coloured peice of plastic outside the dome, but, whenever a social issue comes up, they seem to be raptly listening at the veiwing plate.

The two dolphins 'kekekek' in return to 'Big Brown Square Bull' and Joanna greets him.

"Good to see you again! I hope your trip was pleasant?"

"Indeed." answers Bumpo with a smile. "It is my pleasure to see you again too."

He then sits down and starts seeing the presentation. As the data flows, he looks at the daistallian surrounding him. *They seem friendly people*, he thinks to himself, *I wonder what the hell did exactly happened to their country?*

"Excellent! But I may be in trouble if you take me to the policia..."
He points to the small "cigarette" he has been sharing with his friends.
"Uhmmm, what are the local laws on weed?"
"Don't preocupation! Recreational drogas are legales in Hell Bovines"
He says with a smile, pointing to his box of 'grass' cigars on the shelf.

The pillow seems to help. And the NervoCalm puts him into a coma....

"Holy cow!", the army officer says. "Quickly, call an ambulance!"
After a while, the human was inside the vehicle, being transported to the Hayfield Hospital.
The ambulance, as all vehicles in Hell Bovines, was solar-powered and so, it traveled at the "incredible" speed of 40 km/h.

Ju looks at the box of 'grass' cigars. "Cool. Ok lets go."
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After the presentation, Captain Oliver covers recent events, mostly the coup d'etat, elections, and inagural our friends from Henceland Omega remember so well.
He then opens the floor to questions.

Suprisingly, the Dolphins pipe up. Nika squeeks outside the viewing plate and the translaters put it foreward.

"Many different peoples, peoples marry in different peoples? different Pods of different peoples let marry of different peoples?"

Joanna puts her hand in the air.

"Just for Clarification, Nika was wanting to know if the different communities and religions allowed inter marriage between different religions and races?"

Captain Oliver smiles. He looks at Joanna, then out the window.
"Certainly many different peoples marry different peoples. Different Pods of different peoples let marry of different peoples, makes stronger pods."
He looks at Joanna again. "I hope I got that right. We have no restrictions on marriage, except for age of majority and ability to consent. The intermarriage of Dai, Stalli, and Whilan, as well as other peoples, helps to improve the genetic stock. Intermarriage between communities helps bond the nation together."

Captain Oliver smiles. He looks at Joanna, then out the window.
"Certainly many different peoples marry different peoples. Different Pods of different peoples let marry of different peoples, makes stronger pods."
He looks at Joanna again. "I hope I got that right. We have no restrictions on marriage, except for age of majority and ability to consent. The intermarriage of Dai, Stalli, and Whilan, as well as other peoples, helps to improve the genetic stock. Intermarriage between communities helps bond the nation together."

Captain Joanna sits down and smiles. outside the dolphins 'kekekke' together for a few seconds before Brelt squeeks out.

"Good Good big Pods make strong many peoples inside, other pod smaller is stronger for many peoples know of peoples, is small pod in big pod good for big pod?"

Then Nika leaves the plastic alone for a minute to add her thoughts.

"Small Pod good, small poeples all know other peoples in pod, think better, better small pod in big pod."

"Yes, Nika, we believe in what we call family values. What you might call small pod in big pod much good."

"I have a small question", Bumpo raises its hand.
"What is Daistallia's opinion torwards non-humans?
And torwards meat-eating?"

Meanwhile, in a Police Station in Moo Moo Farm, someone knocks at the door.
Policecow Longhorns had to interrupt again his card game (it had resumed after the human was taken to the hospital) to open the door.
As he did it, he had the surprise of seeing a hell bovine accompanied by yet another human.
"Uh. Hello?"
"Hello, sir. I'm Dr. Segundo Pinkishcow. This human strangely appeared on my observatory and I decided to take him here to see if you know what to do with him. I think he is a refugee from.... what was the name again? Daismania, Daistania, Daistallia, I remember!"
"Uh, yes. Stay here, I'll call the government, they'd know what to do."
They sat in the table and watched the card game as the policecow called its authorieties.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, the other Daistallian was put in Intenssive Theraphy.

The Captain shuffles and looks a bit uncofortable.
"Well, until very recently we did not believe in non-human intelligences. Umm, Well, That has clearly shown to be wrong.
As for meat eating, we do eat flesh. I would note that as a majority Buddhist nation, meat vegetarianism is common..."

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Ju (and his friends) watch the card game for a while. Then they light up.
After a short while, Ju looks closely at the Policecows.
"Whoa! How do you hold the cards?"

Joanna looks over

"Its ok, we eat meat to, fish mainly but whale meat as well, we just dont eat sentients."

::Luna tries to follow along with the translations of the dolphin language, but is having some trouble. She looks at Fifel Hoover and Ruri who are both sitting and listening attentively. She chuckles a bit as Bumpo asks his question. This would also be the first time Hencemen had run into non-human sentient intelligence. Her palm pilot beeps at her, which worries her since she made sure nobody contacted her unless an emergency was taking place, but she ignores it for now and continues listening::

His Holiness smiles. "As a sage once said:
"All Buddhists are vegetarians, but most of them prefer to
flavor their vegetables with beef, or pork, or duck, or chicken."

"Great is to find out there are many vegetarians in your noble nation. While we condemn the custom of meat-eating, we are also very tolerant of other cultures and so, as long as you don't eat sapients, I think our great nations will get along very well", replies Bumpo, smiling pleasantly.
(BTW, lol on the buddhist quote :D )
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"Our upper hooves are prepared to hold objects in the same way a human does", explains Segundo.
"Great is to find you didn't freaked out. Another human appeared here but got in shock when seeing us", Policecow Longhorns explained.

"Great is to find out there are many vegetarians in your noble nation. While we condemn the custom of meat-eating, we are also very tolerant of other cultures and so, as long as you don't eat sapients, I think our great nations will get along very well", replies Bumpo, smiling pleasantly.
(BTW, lol on the buddhist quote :D )


OOC: And that was a real quot from my own Buddhist studies....

IC: "We are glad to hear that." says the Captain, with visible relief.
"Are there any more questions before we get down to business?
Do our Hencemen friends have any questions?"

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"Our upper hooves are prepared to hold objects in the same way a human does", explains Segundo.
"Great is to find you didn't freaked out. Another human appeared here but got in shock when seeing us", Policecow Longhorns explained.

"Cool. What is the game? Poker?"

OOC: And that was a real quot from my own Buddhist studies....

IC: "We are glad to hear that." says the Captain, with visible relief.
"Are there any more questions before we get down to business?
Do our Hencemen friends have any questions?"


OOC: Wow! Reinforces my theory that Buddhism is a very interesting religion. Specially after I read "The Third Eye", by Lobsang Rampa

IC:

"Our upper hooves are prepared to hold objects in the same way a human does", explains Segundo.
"Great is to find you didn't freaked out. Another human appeared here but got in shock when seeing us", Policecow Longhorns explained.

"Cool. What is the game? Poker?"[/quote]

"Truco. A hell bovinian card game" (actually, is an argentinian card game)
Suddenly, the TV newsflash started again:
Reporter: "Hello televidents. We are back with more news about the dissapeared country of Daistallia. Apparently, citizens of the country have been appearing all over Greenfields and they have reunited in the north, where they have formed a refugee camp. Our government has sent an ambassador to see in what it can aid. We will be bringing you more information in a minute"

"Heard that, human friend?", Dr. Segundo asked the daistallian.
"Apparently, your citizens have formed a refugee camp. I have nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon. Would you like me to take you there?"

::Luna looks at Ruri and Hoover. Ruri being only 10, sits at the table just barely at eye level, but she doesn't seem to care::

Luna: Anything?

Hoover: No, I understand well enough for now.

Luna: Ruri?

Ruri: I'm ready for the Captain to continue.

Luna: Ok, we're good then.

OOC: hello, just trying to keep up with the story.

something to clarify. Whales are sentients. Animals with complex brain functions are sentients. A sapien on the other hand is a sentient creature capable of language, the use of tools, self-awareness and recognition and the ability of having aims and goals.

um anyway, i'll sink back into the neither realm again. :)

OOC: Wow! Reinforces my theory that Buddhism is a very interesting religion. Specially after I read "The Third Eye", by Lobsang Rampa

OOC: snagged it from the Lighter Side of Buddhism: http://www.serve.com/cmtan/buddhism/Lighter/

"Truco. A hell bovinian card game" (actually, is an argentinian card game)
Suddenly, the TV newsflash started again:
Reporter: "Hello televidents. We are back with more news about the dissapeared country of Daistallia. Apparently, citizens of the country have been appearing all over Greenfields and they have reunited in the north, where they have formed a refugee camp. Our government has sent an ambassador to see in what it can aid. We will be bringing you more information in a minute"

"Heard that, human friend?", Dr. Segundo asked the daistallian.
"Apparently, your citizens have formed a refugee camp. I have nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon. Would you like me to take you there?"

Ju grins. "Well that depends... Are you playing for money?"

OOC: HB, I must say I have gotten more pure entertainment out of your contributions to this story than just about anything I*ve done here in this game... The psych ward case being El Chupacabre, the "ultra-fast ambulance", and now some poor slob stoner about to get completely taken in a card game with intelligent cows; all these have had me in stitches... :lol: Thank you.

OOC: I'm honored by what you're saying! :P
Seriously, thanks pal! For creating such interesting thread and giving us greenfieldians the chance to participate! :D

BTW, that website is great. I didn't knew about it. I like this quote:
This morning, I received one of those rude mails. The person wrote me this one-line mail:

"budda is dead you moron move on with your life"
And I replied:
You are alive, friend, move on with Buddha's death.
- Tan Chade Meng
Great, simply great.

IC:
"Erm... We don't use money in Hell Bovines. But, yes, we are betting, if that's what you mean. The winner gets my golden pin, Salvador's bottle of tequila, Pedro's cigars and a nice lump of hay. You wanna play?"

Meanwhile, in the hospital, the shocked daistallian in coma seemed to be slowly recovering....

OOC: :D


IC:
"Erm... We don't use money in Hell Bovines. But, yes, we are betting, if that's what you mean. The winner gets my golden pin, Salvador's bottle of tequila, Pedro's cigars and a nice lump of hay. You wanna play?"

"Yeah, looks fun. Tell me the rules."

OOC: No need to actually do that - unless you want to...
And I am tagging a set of Truco rules for my own reference: http://www.pagat.com/put/truco.html
Interesting looking game...

Meanwhile, in the hospital, the shocked daistallian in coma seemed to be slowly recovering....

IC: "Where am I? What happened?"

OOC: Wow, I didn't knew the game was also played in Paraguay and Venezuela. Well, you learn something new everyday...
IC:

"Yeah, looks fun. Tell me the rules."
Officer Longhorns explains the rules to the daistallian.
"Have you understood?", he asks
"Well, we'll play in two teams of three players each. You will play with me and Salvador, while Segundo plays with Pedro and Benito"
Benito, a large, fierce-looking cow, draws the cards as he is the pie, or foot.
The human is mano, hand, the first to play.
He receives the following cards:
One of swords,
eleven of coins,
three of coins. (well, I gave you very good cards :wink: Enjoy!)

"BTW, you have something to bet?", Salvador asks him.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, the shocked daistallian in coma seemed to be slowly recovering....

IC: "Where am I? What happened?"[/quote]
A huge bovine doctor appeared: "Hello, you are in The Grand Duchy of Hell Bovines, you just had a chock and falled in coma, but you have recovered by now"

OOC: I didn*t know anything about it at all. I*m still not sure I understand it well... I don*t play trump games, so I*m not very familiar - correct me when I*m wrong. :)
I will have to invite the police cows to a game of Flower Cards or Daistallian Mah Jong to get my own back. ;) Just to make sure, I should bet and lay down a card right? The 3?

IC: Ju nods "Ok, I think I understand the rules."
He turns to his friends.
"Heide, give me my bottle."
She hands him an unlabled bottle of clear liquid with a slight reddish tint.
"How about a bottle of my homemade Habanero Chili Schnapps as a bet?"
He looks at his cards, then raises his eyebrows at Officer Longhorns.

OOC: I didn*t know anything about it at all. I*m still not sure I understand it well... I don*t play trump games, so I*m not very familiar - correct me when I*m wrong. :)
I will have to invite the police cows to a game of Flower Cards or Daistallian Mah Jong to get my own back. ;) Just to make sure, I should bet and lay down a card right? The 3?

IC: Ju nods "Ok, I think I understand the rules."
He turns to his friends.
"Heide, give me my bottle."
She hands him an unlabled bottle of clear liquid with a slight reddish tint.
"How about a bottle of my homemade Habanero Chili Schnapps as a bet?"
He looks at his cards, then raises his eyebrows at Officer Longhorns.

The Non-Human Union wrote:
OOC: hello, just trying to keep up with the story.

something to clarify. Whales are sentients. Animals with complex brain functions are sentients. A sapien on the other hand is a sentient creature capable of language, the use of tools, self-awareness and recognition and the ability of having aims and goals.

um anyway, i'll sink back into the neither realm again.


OOC: BAH!!

Joanna catches her slip of the tongue,

"I do apologise, we dont eat Sapines."

Then she sits down and waits for the Captain to continue.

IC: Captain Oliver says "If there are no further questions, I will now
formally introduce the members of the emergency council."
He gestures, and each member rises on cue. "Acting Defense Minister Lt.
Haek, Acting Economic and Industrial Minister Kae Daek, Acting Public
Affairs Minister Mayor Koh, Acting Foreign Minister HH Kar Mae, the
Whilan Lama, Acting Public Safety Minister Captain Min, Acting Science
Minister Profesor Doctor Sebastian Festspielhaus, Acting Environment
Minister Hans Jaeger, Acting Education Minister Ding Shae, Constitution
Committee Chair Madam Henk. I have asked each member to prepare a short
report. First up is Profesor Doctor Sebastian Festspielhaus, acting science
minister, with a report on his findings on the White Fog."
The captain sits, and Festspielhaus. He speaks with a strong accent.
"Gut morning. I have spent the last week consulting with the physicist at
NHU and investigating what has happened to bring us here.Ze results are
quite amazing. It would appear that we have entered a parallel univers.
One in which time moves on a different scale.
"Although we have a historical record that in many ways matches that of
this universe or reality, there are many minutely small discrepancies."
He goes on to detail these discrepancies and the physics involved in
excrutiatiating detail. This takes about an hour. This is followed by a Q
and A session.

OOC: Not RPed as a mercy - to myself as much as anyone one else....

IC: The first report is followed by a short break....

::During the break, Luna fetches a glass of water. She seems very puzzled by the events. Fifel Hoover walks by::

Luna: How is it possible that Daistallia moved into a parallel universe?

Hoover: Well Luna you see... ::he begins to go into the theories about parallel universes, and Luna stops him::

Luna: That's not what I mean. I mean, there has to be something that made this happen?

Ruri: I'm sure our questions will be answered when the remaining speakers are finished. ::she drinks a glass of milk and returns to sit at the table. Hoover shakes his head::

Hoover: She's so short, and she doesn't care that she almost can't see things. Does she ever smile?

Luna: ::shrugs:: I haven't seen it yet. Let's go back...

Lt. Haek gives the next report, focusing on the survving elements of the Daistallian military.

The current military forces have been severly disorganised and disrupted by the passage through the White Fog. Units listed below, and their lines of command are currently undergoing a re-organization.
Total Forces Available: 23,533 Regulars and 66,500 Militia
28 AGM-1s
64 IFV-1s
80 T-1 Mahakalas
3 Medivac Helocopters
5 Light Attack/Observation Helocopters
8 Attack Helocopters
3 Heavy Lift Helocopters
84 Medium Lift Helocopters
20 F-1 Fighters
2 River Monitors
2 Frigates
1 attack submarine
(This does not include an undisclosed number of Special Operations Forces, estimated at a strength of 7,000 to 8,000 men.)

The floor is then opened to questions.

OOC: I didn*t know anything about it at all. I*m still not sure I understand it well... I don*t play trump games, so I*m not very familiar - correct me when I*m wrong. :)
I will have to invite the police cows to a game of Flower Cards or Daistallian Mah Jong to get my own back. ;) Just to make sure, I should bet and lay down a card right? The 3?

IC: Ju nods "Ok, I think I understand the rules."
He turns to his friends.
"Heide, give me my bottle."
She hands him an unlabled bottle of clear liquid with a slight reddish tint.
"How about a bottle of my homemade Habanero Chili Schnapps as a bet?"
He looks at his cards, then raises his eyebrows at Officer Longhorns.

OOC: Don't worry, just play. I will help you if you make any mistakes.
We can play a Daistallian Mah jong afterwards.
However, if you want, We could just skip the card game altogether
IC:
"Great! That bottle would make the perfect bet. You're in pal", Salvador answers.
Meanwhile, Officer Longhorns has seen the daistallian raising his eyebrows. He interprets the sign and replies by opening his mouth, the sign of the ace of cups.

OOC: Don't worry, just play. I will help you if you make any mistakes.
We can play a Daistallian Mah jong afterwards.
However, if you want, We could just skip the card game altogether
IC:
"Great! That bottle would make the perfect bet. You're in pal", Salvador answers.
Meanwhile, Officer Longhorns has seen the daistallian raising his eyebrows. He interprets the sign and replies by opening his mouth, the sign of the ace of cups.

OOC: Not sure what I do next... play my card?

OOC: Yep! :D
I would suggest the three....

Ju plays the three.

OOC: an important thread for the participants here: Daistallia 2104 opens diplomatic relations (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2801109#2801109).

Joanna pipes up.

"Are you expecting any form of threat in the near future, where you will be needing a substantial military?"

"Well, there was the recent threat to Hell Bovines. And it never hurts to be prepared."

"Well, there was the recent threat to Hell Bovines. And it never hurts to be prepared."

"Indeed. We thank the asistance your nation offered and, in return, we promise that we will offer the same assistance if your nation finds itself on that situation.", Bumpo added

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Ju plays the three.
Benito plays a four
*Longhorns, a six
Segundo, an eight
*Salvador, a seven of cups
and... Pedro a twelve

the team of Ju won the first hand.
"Envido", says Salvador whan is its turn and Segundo agrees.
Now it's the turn of each player to say how much 'envido' it has....

(I put an asteric on those of your team, so its easier for you.
Remember, envido is when you have two or more cards of the same kind.
(two coins, two cups, etc.) Whne you have envido you do: 20 + the number of the cards of the same kind = points of your envido.
I understand this may be difficult, so thanks for doing it :wink: )

Ju says "34".

bump

::Luna, Fifel, and Ruri sit patiently, waiting for more information before asking any questions::

Ju says "34".

(OOC: Oooops! I forgot to tell you. In truco (at least the argie version) the cards 10, 11 and 12 are worth 0 points in envido.
What means you have: 20 points (tow cards of the same figure) + 3 = 23 points.
I assume Ju said 23)

IC:
"Table", says Benito, meaning he didn't have any envido points.
everybody says the same, except Pedro:
"27 are better", he says, mening he (and his team) won the envido and gained two points. (don't worry, you'll win the truco-vale-cuatro :wink: )

"Truco", chants Salvador, and Segundo agrees.....

OOC: sorry, been busy of late. I am planning to post something soon.

Clouds rolled in over the sky, casting a grey shadow over Camp Ti, and a breeze began to whistle through the trees in the distance. A brown government plane landed on the private landing strip, and made a slow turn at the end of the runway. The passenger door opened, and hydraulic steps unfolded down to the tarmac. The first person out the door was a short, slightly pudgy man, with brown skin and grey, thinning hair. Phillip Emerson Agua, Teakland’s Ambassador to Daistallia 2104, looked around as the wind whipped his long red scarf and black coat. “Well, the fields certainly are green,” he said. A black sedan pulled up beside the plane as he descended the stairs; his wife Maria and his two children came down the stairs directly after him. Last to exit the plane was the ambassador’s aide, Bobby Chang, dressed in a slim black suit and a brown overcoat.

“Maria,” he said, “take the children to the embassy; things should be set up there for you to unpack the luggage. Of course, I don’t need to tell you to feel free to arrange the furniture to your liking.” He smiled at her, but she shot him back a look that chilled him even more than the wind. “My dear, he said, pulling her away from the children,” I know this period of adjustment will be difficult, but the Chairman has said that relations with this nation are important.”

“Important enough to have to deal with these…these creatures we have heard about?” Her normally soft face had hardened and twisted in frustration. “My love, I support you and hope for nothing more than the glory of our people, but what you have told me about this…Greenfields place…it is almost more than I can bear.”

“But you must bear it, my dear,” he replied. “I am sure that, given time, your opinion on these matters will change.” Turning back to his children, he called to them: “Michelle! Thomas!” Eight-year-old Michelle and six-year-old Thomas ran to him as he knelt down to talk to them. “Be sure to help your mother settle into our new home, children; I promise I will be home as soon as I can, and we shall all go for a stroll to explore the neighborhood.” He kissed them on the forehead, and they scrambled into the car after their mother. “Do not neglect your schoolwork, children!” he shouted to them as Thomas slammed the car door, and soon the sedan was out of sight.

Bobby stood to the ambassador’s side. “She is not taking the move very well, Mr. Ambassador?”

“As well as I had expected,” replied Agua. “So, Bobby,” he said, turning to face his aide, “where is this meeting supposed to take place?”

“I am sure someone from Daistallia 2104 will be here to bring us to the meeting soon, sir,” Bobby replied. “In the meantime, shall I review the salient points before the meeting?”

Agua nodded his head. “Of course. It wouldn’t do at all to be unprepared.”

Ambassador Agua is met by a small escort.
"Hello ambassador, I am Jon Freidlaner. I will be your liason for the next few days. My assistants will have your family setteled in shortly. I hope you don't mind the rather frugal circumstances of the moment. I would like to escort you to the current discussions underway..."

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OOC: What should Ju do next? I have no idea....

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In the conference, HH Kae Mar is next to speak. He stands....

Minister Daek is next to speak.
He gives a listing of economic indicators. "The survey of survivors
indicates a large number are from the IT, gambling, publishing, soda pop
production, arms manufacturing, mining, and agricultureal sectors. While
no companies have survived completly intact, a number of old companies
have been reconstituted, particularly in IT and gambling. A number of new companies have also been established, especially in the food services and publishing sectors.
"An inital survey of extractable resources shows deposits of
petroleum, uranium, gold, and other minerals. Especialy petroleum. A fairly
large number of oil and gas feilds have been discovered."

*Joan leans forewad*

SO, what does Dastilia require to get itself on its own two feet again?

"Indeed," adds Ambassador Agua, "just the question I wanted to ask myself. Teakland is not well-known for our foreign aid, but we are committed to be a part of assisting and re-initiating the citizens of Daistallia 2104. Our global influence is limited, however, as are our finances. If we knew what you needed, we could see fit to providing what we are able."

"At the moment, we do not seem to need much, except time and business partners."

President Oliver speaks up. "And we need to settle the question of our borders..."

"At the moment, we do not seem to need much, except time and business partners."

President Oliver speaks up. "And we need to settle the question of our borders..."

"At the moment, we do not seem to need much, except time and business partners."

President Oliver speaks up. "And we need to settle the question of our borders..."

"At the moment, we do not seem to need much, except time and business partners."

President Oliver speaks up. "And we need to settle the question of our borders..."

*OOC: Joana looks around the conference table, then slaps the minister upside of the head to jump him ,cause hes stuck like an old fasioned record player*


IC:

Well, ANA has allready made it clear we are prepared to help however we can, and allready there seems to be trade intrest from what we have seen.

As to borders, on land you have nothing to worry about, we are far enough off the coast to have no cross over problems, and there is a major trade route for shipping between us, running along the North West Coast, ideally suited for you actually.

OOC: I am going to speed this up and bring it to a close soon, unless anyone objects. It seems to have served it*s purpose, and its begining to drag a bit. And I would like to move on to some other things - I can*t play the refugee forever... ;) If anyone objects, TG me and disregard the IC comments below. :)
Feel free to stretch the closure over the next few days...
I thank you all for your participation. :D



IC: The discussions continue. The borders are settled amicably. A number of other reports are made. Finally, a large banquet is served, featuring the finest in Daistallian cusine and a wide variety of entertainment. The food ranges from mild to extraordinarily spicy, and there is something for every palate. Much of the food is vegetarian. The drink flows freely. (Personally I reccomend the Habanero Schnnaps and the Highland red wine.)

::During the banquet, the HO reps discuss the situation::

Ruri: So, what happens to the Daistallian diaspora?

Luna: Umm... you know, I don't think they ever mentioned that. They discussed just about everything else.

Hoover: Well I suppose we can try to let them into the mainstay of HO society untill or unless we hear otherwise. I think they may be happier not knowing everything.

Ruri: How can you say that? Isn't it always better to know the truth?

Hoover: Ha ha! Usually you are right. But something like this may just be something that's best left unmentioned to them. They may prefer thinking their nation is gone rather than think they've shifted dimensions or such.

Ruri: I don't understand!

Luna: It's ok Ruri. You're still young...

OC: Sounds good to me! we can then get on with some other 'intresting' stuff

IC:

The dolphins were busy playing with one of the colourful plastic plates the food came on outside, and Joanna was draining a good portion of a jug of water after sampling a fiery dish.

(OOC: Hey, man, I'm just along for the ride. You want to end it, we'll go with you. Besides, we Teaklanders aren't stupid enough to prolong a good party.)

IC:

Surrounded by the denizens of Greenfields, Ambassador Agua nibbled from the platter of food he had selected for himself and watched in a kind of daze as the scene played out before him. "This is going to take a bit of getting used to," he said to himself, as he surveyed the different shapes and species of diplomats at the party.

After some time to compose himself, he decided it was best to try and make some conversation. He wandered over to the woman trying to drown the habanero fire in her mouth with a large glass of water. "Pardon me, madame," he said, "but if you nibbled on a piece of bread or had some plain rice, the heat would diminish far quicker than if you kept drinking water." He flashed what he hoped was a friendly, diplomatic smile. "Phillip Agua, Ambassador from Teakland."

After some time to compose himself, he decided it was best to try and make some conversation. He wandered over to the woman trying to drown the habanero fire in her mouth with a large glass of water. "Pardon me, madame," he said, "but if you nibbled on a piece of bread or had some plain rice, the heat would diminish far quicker than if you kept drinking water." He flashed what he hoped was a friendly, diplomatic smile. "Phillip Agua, Ambassador from Teakland."

Joanna's eyes swiveled to look at the minister, the glass of water still to her lips, after finishing the glass she put it down.

"Well, you see its a matter of trust really, the fact is, Im not ready to trust any of the solids after that.."

She puts her hand out, also smiling.

"Joanna Kekov, Diplomatic envoy from ANA, and first casualty of the Daistallia talks."

(OOC: Hey, man, I'm just along for the ride. You want to end it, we'll go with you. Besides, we Teaklanders aren't stupid enough to prolong a good party.)

:D Thanks for coming. I will have to arange something more active with you....

(OOC: Hey, man, I'm just along for the ride. You want to end it, we'll go with you. Besides, we Teaklanders aren't stupid enough to prolong a good party.)

:D Thanks for coming. I will have to arange something more active with you....

(OOC: Hey, man, I'm just along for the ride. You want to end it, we'll go with you. Besides, we Teaklanders aren't stupid enough to prolong a good party.)

:D Thanks for coming. I will have to arange something more active with you....

Having arranged some trade deals with the daistallians and offered them some help from his government, Bumpo relaxed and enjoyed his salad as well as the rest of the afternoon. He almost throws up when seeing the piece of steak being served, but he recovered quickly.
It was a nice afternoon indeed and his job here had been acomplished.

(OOC: I hope you don't mind, but I've decided to give a closure to Ju's card game.It was getting a bit long...
Anyway, thanks for giving truco a shot. :D )

IC: Inside the police station, the hours quickly passed without anyone noticing. After some hours of intense truco playing, Benito, Salvador and Segundo had lost not only tequila bottles and cigars, but also rings, watches and almost everything a cow can bet.
Ju was returning home with a lot of prizes indeed.
With a smile, the hell bovines and the daistallians said goodbye to each other, not before having exchanged e-mails, so that they could keep in touch. Indeed, their friendship would grow as the alliance between their respective nation.
Segundo asked to Ju: "Great game, eh? Too bad you made me lost my tequila and my wedding ring... Florencia, my wife, is going to kill me!
Anyway, The government has prepared you an helicopter to go tot he refugee camp. If not, you can stay in my home for some days. Do as you wish."

In the hospital, the other daistallian had finally waken up from the coma and, after comvincing him that he was not hallucinating, nurser Marcela explained him where he was and what had happened....

::Luna leaves all the contact information, and expresses her wish establish an embassy in the newly formed land. After chatting a while longer, Luna signals to Ruri and Fifel Hoover, who walk back to their helicoptor where Mr. T is waiting::

Ruri: But still, what about the refugees in HO?

Luna: I think they will now be released into the HO public and embraced as Daistallian-Hencemen. Of course I'll have to run that by Corran, but I don't think he'll mind.

Hoover: I'm certainly interested to see how things go in the new Daistallia.

Luna: Me too! I hope we can be involved in things in the future...

::They get into the helicoptor, and fly back to Fei Fong Wong::

Luna: I wonder how Emperor Ed's wedding went?