NationStates Jolt Archive

we have had long dicussions and have dicided that we are starting the mass production of clones for militairy use and to decrease the ammount of citizens required to defend the nation. we have also started looking into a terracotta shell to be used in a bomb, in combination with minimal explosive charge and biological containaments. we are also in the ,market for some cerramie armor tecnology if any are willing to bater for some.
~ The coven of Elders

Sounds very interesting. The Commonwealth has also dug its nose into cloning, though no progress have made depth. We are barely scratching the surface. We send off our best wishes, fellow Cloners.

To the representation of Reken-

I have taken the time in noticing your nation only out of disgust. To clone a person just because you need a bigger army to defend your insignificant country, that many would not even bother looking at is unacceptable. Cloning people is skipping a step in the process, you see, and you act as if these clones were souless. They are human beings after all, so aren't they your citizens to? No, you'd use them as your slaves.You create more people to save another group, while they suffer and die. I'm sorry, I don't see any morality or logic in that at all. This I cannot permit.

Normally I would not waste my time, but this disturbs me greatly. I don't like people who think they can play God and decide to give life to others for the soul purpose that it be taken away. You have three days to call off this production, or I will personally take action.

-Ravelyn Shentavo Vaughn,
Empress of the Three United Empires
Head of the Enclave

[QUOTE=Rave Shentavo]To the representation of Reken-

". . .you act as if these clones were souless."

well as most cloners do i am working on changing their psyque to make them utterly loyal and almost souless for the reason of keeping a draft out of my country; and not having derserters be a concern of my force. one way they would be changed is to make them utterly fierce and blood thursty. this would not make them good citizens, yet, this would make them surperb close combat warriors. and my making them clones they would think alike making them almost one mind. so if youi wish to object to my cloning than why dont you bring it up with the other people that have cloning and not just single out a small nation that you wish to pick on.
~Tuscano, leader of the coven of elders

there was only a single sentence that was transmitted back.

<You have two days>

It wasn't the first time she had spoken out against it. It wouldn't be the last either.

Although a very small and quite insignificant country. Christac supports the Three United Empires in this matter and would like to pledge any support we can give to stop the development and use of clones in this inhuman and unjust manner, just because you have altered their minds does not mean that there is no soul. The soul is eternal.

Simon Haymer
Head of State
Christac

if you have a problem with my choosing to have stronger people breed for fighting and accepting some to die; instead of allowing manny more of my civilians who would have families, children, or are someones children to go and be slaughtered for they dont have the killer instinct that the clones do than be my guest and keep complaining but i, tusanco, have two children my self and i'll be damned if i am going to see them be slaughtered by some random contry on a powertrip.
~Tusanco, the pissed off, leader of the coven of elders

if you have a problem with my choosing to have stronger people breed for fighting and accepting some to die; instead of allowing manny more of my civilians who would have families, children, or are someones children to go and be slaughtered for they dont have the killer instinct that the clones do than be my guest and keep complaining but i, tusanco, have two children my self and i'll be damned if i am going to see them be slaughtered by some random contry on a powertrip.
~Tusanco, the pissed off, leader of the coven of elders

"...and yet, he will." thought the big man, sadly. Nations were foolish entities sometimes, and Reken was a prime example of this. Such a young world, and already their focus was on war and violence. Why did they need a "soulless" army anyways? Were the threats to them so large they could not seek a diplomatic solution? Were they unaware that there were other larger, benevolent empires ready to protect one such as this? Darius Steele, President of Gawdly, shook his head in disgust.

Foolish, foolish little people. Now they had brought the wrath of the Shentavo's down upon their heads, and if they didn't change their tune soon, they'd be singing a new one shortly.

Now...what to do? His choices were limited...

1) Join the Shentavo's to prevent this abomination from occurring.
2) Join Reken, defending their rights to sovereignity.
3) Ignore this ever happened, and go back to drinking beer.

Sighing, he grabbed another 6-pack and turned on the Sports Network.

This time, he was given a visual or the empress. She had dark auburn hair which fell over he shoulderse in loose waves. Her crimson eyes stared directly at the lens of the transmission. She seemed no more than 25 with pale soft skin and dark black robes.

<begin transmission>

"Your ignorance and complete lack of concern for a person, yes even if they are a clone they are a person, is absolutely appaling. You breed people so they can die? Really? You'll sacrifice them because somehow their lives are worth less than others. I find that very hard to consider to be rational or even remotely logical. I've lost family members to the Great Wars in the past. I fought in them. I do not regret it. I would not have some other group of people risk their lives for others. The entire empire would take up arms if I called them to because they have pride in their country. They would defend their own ground instead of sacrificing others to do it. As for your two children, I would protect them myself. Why don't you go to war one time yourself. Fight on the front lines instead of watching from your chair. I led my people, you should start leading yours."

She shifted with an unamused expression on her face, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"The clock is ticking.
<end transmission>

Madam empress with all do respect I have been in many wars ranging back through history 500 years I have fought with many and lost many comrades that is why recently I have decided to enhance clones with our imaginary number program I do give them a choice whether they want to serve or not but I have fought beside Tusanco iin many battles I know he would do the same and he will most definately give them a choice but however they would most likely have to choose a government job. But know this me and my alllies would stand by him any day he has allies in my allies please search yourself his people would defend their country the same yours would you cannot ever keep original humans out of the loop because if you do that you're just asking for problems like in the Genetic Wars of the Federation. I beseech you to realize in these times things are very dangerous and we must improve ourselves to defend the weak and the innocent. Thank you for hearing me out.
Sincerely,
President John Mercer

if you have a problem with my choosing to have stronger people breed for fighting and accepting some to die; instead of allowing manny more of my civilians who would have families, children, or are someones children to go and be slaughtered for they dont have the killer instinct that the clones do than be my guest and keep complaining but i, tusanco, have two children my self and i'll be damned if i am going to see them be slaughtered by some random contry on a powertrip.
~Tusanco, the pissed off, leader of the coven of elders

There are some questions that need answering

1. Why create an army of souless killers unless you are preparing for something?
2. What are these clones going to do during peace time?
3. What when they grow to old to serve in the army?
4. To feed and cloth them you are going to need a large population of farmers and a large amount of money, something which I doubt you will have after spending it all on creating this clone army. How are you going to get more?
5. What happends when we all deside to create are own clones to do battle, do you realise how much more dangouras it will be then? How many of your people and my people and everyone elses peoples will die? think about it, you will end up killing more life than you could possibly save by doing this.

There is no threat with this, I have no real army and little money, but I would just like you to consider the long term effects of this action.

Simon Haymer
Head of State
Christac

I pose a moral question here, on Behalf of the people of Anath, If a clone where created, and if it where put into a normal environment like any natural person, would it act as a normal person?

If you answer that it does than you are forcing your own citizens into slavery, and ultimately death.

If you say no then you believe they are no better than machinces.

I am interested in how you might responde. Please let me know your stances on this question.

I pose a moral question here, on Behalf of the people of Anath, If a clone where created, and if it where put into a normal environment like any natural person, would it act as a normal person?

If you answer that it does than you are forcing your own citizens into slavery, and ultimately death.

If you say no then you believe they are no better than machinces.

I am interested in how you might responde. Please let me know your stances on this question.

Although I am sure this question is not aimed at me, I would say that HE OR SHE (not it) would, but I fail to see how this is going to effect my people, their freedom, and their right to live.

Simon Haymer
Head of State
Christac

I am posting this on behalf of the OMT (The Office of Manpower of Tortalesca):

We also plan to mass- produce clones. But not for military use, but for use as a working caste in dangerous or exhausting areas without spending too much of our budget for welfare costs of those workers..

Since a vast amount of our small population is active in the IT sector, we need cheap and obediant workers to feed the furnaces of industry.

Thus, we will continue our efforts in the cloning of workers.

Yours,
OPFAT
(The Office of Press and Forum Affairs of Tortalesca)

You people sicken me, talking as if these people are not even human. I have seen alot of sick things happen in this world, before I came to office but this, this really does take the cake. Calling these people "It". They are not monsters, not machines, they are human. Let them have the same rights that you would give any human. If these were a race of people or a minority there would be an outrage. You people talk as if clones are low down in society, but the people who send them out to their DEATHS (thats right, they die too) are a couple on notches below them.

Outraged and sickened
Simon Haymer
Head of State
Christac

Pale blue eyes scanned the text on the transcript. He scowled slightly as he also read the public comments made in response to the initial declaration.

"Cloning. Fools. The whole lot of them."

He handed the script back to the servant standing at attention and spoke, "Make it known that we dissuade them of their cloning, and intone this as the last question..."

He handed the servant another small piece of paper with some words handwritten on it. The servant nodded and departed quickly.

Sigrun spun his chair about and looked out of the window, at the city that surrounded the castle. His elven ears picked up the sounds of children playing happily in the streets, just outside the castle.


To the miniscule nation of Reken,

It is with disgust we read your plans on cloning. As a moral voice in the world, the United Realms of Tarlachia urge you to strongly reconsider your cloning efforts. However, unlike the Shentavos, we do recognize each sovereign nation's right to their slice of land. Thus, we urge you to not incur the wrath of the Shentavos, for they are a formiddable force in this world, and will easily, and we mean, EASILY, devastate your entire nation with hardly a small fraction of her Emperess's forces.

In regards to your cloning efforts, we find it disturbing that your nation must resort to cloning to man your armies. Are your people not loyal, patriotic to the cause? If so, they would gladly lay down their lives to defend what they live for. Perhaps you should set up a recruitment program, use patriotic means to instill the will and desire of the people. Surely there is at least a single uniting reason for your people to exist in your borders. Use it.

As a last word from our esteemed leader, Sigrun Greenwood, he would like to intone a question: If your council is made up of a coven of Elders, would it not be reasonable to suggest they form an army of vampires, training them in the arts of the Underworld?

Sincerely,
The United Realms of Tarlachia

I can assure you we (me and my allies) are only trying to defend ourselves from that sort of behavior but if Reken should be attacked I would come to his aid with the help of my newest allies. Using a powerful technology known as M.I.D.A.S. and the Omega Molecule the most dangerous substance in the known universe.
Sincerley,
President John Mercer

Dratheria, Reken:

You both are small nations, and don't need to focus on an army. Gather your allies, but my position will not change. Outnumber me, and I will not move. This is a position I am very strong for. My empire is readying to go to war unless you stop this autrosity. You have been fairly warned. In two days time, if this matter hasn't been resolved, I have no problem in taking your rulers out personally, and seizing control of your nations where civil and political rights are high. With our economy, there is very little chance of you putting up much of a resistance to my army.

Tarlachia:

Sigrun, i see you have taken interest as well. They are fools. one army is enough for them, but with combined powers it will be all too easy. You know what I am, so you know why I am taking such an active stand on this. Same soul, different body. I am a person, among other things which you know as well. If we do go to war, save the leader of Reken for me. I will take him out for a 'drink'. You should come to the mansion again, Sigrun. Perhaps for a little chat. Feel free, i'm always open to visitors, especially ones that share a common feather.
-Ravelyn Shentavo Vaughn

Using a powerful technology known as M.I.D.A.S. and the Omega Molecule the most dangerous substance in the known universe.

ooc: *giggles* anyone want to take a bet on my teeth against this against this omega molecule ^_^ *growls* i'm having too much fun with this. And such a new nation has the most dangerous substance in the universe. which ever scientist deemed it that doesn't get out much. *looks at Tarl* *breaks out in laughter*

You people sicken me, talking as if these people are not even human. I have seen alot of sick things happen in this world, before I came to office but this, this really does take the cake. Calling these people "It". They are not monsters, not machines, they are human. Let them have the same rights that you would give any human. If these were a race of people or a minority there would be an outrage. You people talk as if clones are low down in society, but the people who send them out to their DEATHS (thats right, they die too) are a couple on notches below them.

Outraged and sickened
Simon Haymer
Head of State
Christac
Dear Mr Haymer,

We, the people of Tortalesca do accept your statement and your position towards cloning.

However, be aware that our intended workers are indeed machines... born to work, living to work, and maybe dying to work. Think of them of organic robots.

I may quote our overseas project leader on this topic:
"You are probably feeling sorry for the clone. This is because you are crazy. It is a robot, a machine. It has no feelings".

Our intended clones are not human. They have no feelings whatsoever. We are currently developing rather interesting methods of psychoindoctrination and are willing to use them on the first series of clones.

Who knows, maybe we'll export them in the future. Who knows, maybe we'll produce models for other work no one else wants to do.

Our OEIT (The Office for Export and Import of Tortalesca) is currently working on a worldwide distribution strategy for types x001 to x003 (x001: industry workers, x002: "adult entertainment" model", x003: military multi-purpose). Check back with us to learn more in the future. Simply wire us a telegram.

Yours,
OPFAT
(The Office of Press and Forum Affairs of Tortalesca)

Dear Mr Haymer,

We, the people of Tortalesca do accept your statement and your position towards cloning.

However, be aware that our intended workers are indeed machines... born to work, living to work, and maybe dying to work. Think of them of organic robots.

I may quote our overseas project leader on this topic:
"You are probably feeling sorry for the clone. This is because you are crazy. It is a robot, a machine. It has no feelings".

Our intended clones are not human. They have no feelings whatsoever. We are currently developing rather interesting methods of psychoindoctrination and are willing to use them on the first series of clones.

Who knows, maybe we'll export them in the future. Who knows, maybe we'll produce models for other work no one else wants to do.

Our OEIT (The Office for Export and Import of Tortalesca) is currently working on a worldwide distribution strategy for types x001 to x003 (x001: industry workers, x002: "adult entertainment" model", x003: military multi-purpose). Check back with us to learn more in the future. Simply wire us a telegram.

Yours,
OPFAT
(The Office of Press and Forum Affairs of Tortalesca)

Might i suggest putting your money towards robots instead.

The nation of Christac has been quite sucessful in the feild of robotics, one such product was involved in the Religiopia war, you might know it as the Robotic Guard XXX342. Although there are some weaknesses I admit with this technology, such as the EMP effect, we are sure that a nation like yours would be able to look into and cure this problem. But I will stand by my beleif that your "clones" have souls, and should have the same rights.

Newley Apointed
Sandy Hummerfield
Temp. Head of State
Christac

Why using robots when you can use replicants?

Yours,
OPFAT
(The Office of Press and Forum Affairs of Tortalesca)

Why using robots when you can use replicants?

Because robots dont have souls, unless we are refering to the XSE768, but that was an accident and we can't be held resposible for that bit of history.



Sandy Hummerfield
Temp Head of State
Christac

We are drifiting into the spheres of religious talking here.

Us, the people of Tortalesca, do not have such thing as religion... therefor, the concept of "soul" is totally theoretical to us.

Yours,
OPFAT
(The Office of Press and Forum Affairs of Tortalesca)

I must beg to differ with any who says that a clone is no more than an organic machine. You do not understand the nature of humanity, of emotions, the workings of the brain, the nature of the soul if you say that they are:

quote:

However, be aware that our intended workers are indeed machines... born to work, living to work, and maybe dying to work. Think of them of organic robots.

I may quote our overseas project leader on this topic:
"You are probably feeling sorry for the clone. This is because you are crazy. It is a robot, a machine. It has no feelings".

Our intended clones are not human. They have no feelings whatsoever. We are currently developing rather interesting methods of psychoindoctrination and are willing to use them on the first series of clones.

You are the ones with a problem - you are lieing to yourselves, perhaps out of psychological problems of your own, or to soothe a guilty conscience,...but a clone is human, and if you have any presumption of the ideals of democracy you must recognise this.

I, Michiko Jones, President of Tanara, and representative of the planet Midgard stand with Tarlachia and Rave Shentavo in their opposition to your actions.

and Tortalesca, if that "adult entertainment" model", is what it seems to be....Sexual slavery is anathema to most civilized nations.

Far above world, beyond the clouds and light blue atmosphere, Iuthian reconnaissance satellites were passing over the majority of nationstates on Earth. Iuthia's satellite network was very extensive with at least one bird passing over any nation once a day, if not much more often. Iuthian intelligence gathering depended in part on this network to confirm movements and watch events in the closest thing to real time. When something looked like it was going to kick off at any moment, spare space resources would be sent for addition coverage of the situation... and this was one of those situations.

Iuthia had never really viewed Rave Shentavo's military capabilities in action and observing such an incident would be educational for Iuthia's top brass. The situation itself, some moral issue about the rights of clones, didn't interest Iuthian officials so much, yeah, Iuthia officially condemned such actions though the soveriegnity of a nation's government came first in such situations, the accepted fact was that Iuthia had no authority over another nations laws and wouldn't enforce it's will on other nations unless it was a threat to Iuthia directly. This simply didn't warrent any real action from the Benevolent Dictatorship.

However, it did provide an interesting opportunity to learn more about the Vampire Nations preferences and military capability, a useful glimmer into how their society thought would be interesting for analysts to concider.

With minor alterations to their courses, several reconnaissance satellites, free of prior assignments, changed their paths to better view the situation from all angle, if the situation warrented it, some assets would be sent for surface observation... though it was unlikely that would be needed.

OOC: Tag...

I must beg to differ with any who says that a clone is no more than an organic machine. You do not understand the nature of humanity, of emotions, the workings of the brain, the nature of the soul if you say that they are (...)
As we stated before, we are aware of your prejudices and your worries. Those are your weak points.
You are the ones with a problem - you are lieing to yourselves, perhaps out of psychological problems of your own, or to soothe a guilty conscience,...but a clone is human, and if you have any presumption of the ideals of democracy you must recognise this.
That's the big problem... why do we need to have a presumption of democracy, if we do not want it?
I, Michiko Jones, President of Tanara, and representative of the planet Midgard stand with Tarlachia and Rave Shentavo in their opposition to your actions.
Noted. But please be aware that- unless the correct resolutions are ratified- we will continue our efforts.
and Tortalesca, if that "adult entertainment" model", is what it seems to be....Sexual slavery is anathema to most civilized nations.
We are talking about a machine. How can a machine be enslaved?

Please note that this matter has been transferred to OMT (The Office of Manpower of Tortalesca) and RDBT (The Research and Development Board of Tortalesca). They will answer to you in the future.

Yours,
OPFAT
(The Office of Press and Forum Affairs of Tortalesca)

As a weak nation, I do not expect to do much, but nevertheless, I stand here with a sword in my hand, the same one that I held in the great war as an officer 2nd class, ready to defend the rights of these very "organic machines" you speak of. The guns are loaded, the bags are packed, my weak but commited army move this day, to battle the very beings we wish to save, and I will travel along side them. I dont know exactly what I can do, but I have to do something and sitting here talking about fighting is not getting anywhere...

Saerat Helmz
Head of State
Christac

(PS. can someone look in on Christac every now and then, make sure everyones alright, feed the cat, check the mail etc?)

It deeply worries me to see Christac, the so-called "voice of reason" in this discussion, now to be under the rule of such a warmonger.

It also worries me that the people of Christac seem to be joining you in this false crusade.

Ask yourself this question: Are you willing to risk your military strength against our devoted army? Do you really want to wage war against the ones you're sworn to protect? Do you want to kill people for the salvation of clones?

If war should come among our nations, be aware that you will not only be denied, but repelled and punished with all the strength our strategic and tactical forces.

Think about it... but be advised: The people of Tortalesca will not falter to such ill-founded aggression.

Yours,

Field Marshall Sergeij Alexandrovitch Yukalensko
Defence Secretary and Commander-in-Chief of the 2nd Tortalescean Skyborne
MDT (Ministry of Defence of Tortalesca)

I must inform all that the only way to control the Omega Molecule is to use M.I.D.A.S. technology and the only way to program M.I.D.A.S. radiation is using the Omega Molecule ask the Borg if you would want to screw with the perfect example of perfection it is a near unlimited power source. I ask that you give me three days for then I shall be able to converse with my ally, Reken.
Sincerely,
President John Mercer

single transmission....

you have 36 hours

A knock sounded upon the Shentavo Mansion. It opened to a servant holding the door open.

"I'm here to see Ravelyn. Please tell her that Sigrun has arrived."

The servant nodded and led him to the waiting room. Moments later, he was ushered into Ravelyn's office. He took a seat after warm greetings with her.

"You know why I'm here. I know why you're here. Let's talk." Sigrun said with a smile, a laughter heard in his voice.

OCC:Yay! Me and Rave are both sickened by cloning! XD I've been looking foreward to playing with my recently relocated favorite character. Hehehehe..... Omega particle my ass....
IC:
Echo just looked at the inteligence report with pure disgust in her eyes. "You're kidding me," she said to the figure infront of her who simply shook a armoured head at her. "No ma'am. Shall I send word of your disgust?" the trooper asked her. "No I'll send a message myself," she replied before dismissing him from her office.

You're cloning practices severly disgust me. I have seen years of this pathetic research preformed by scientists in my nation that have had funded themselves only to see perverse soulless beasts. One of them my best friend who was killed only ten years ago. And the reasons behind your cloning is even more disgusting. We can understand genetic modification and augmentation since it is comon practice throughout the nation but cloning is a line that will not be crossed.
~President Echo Maxwell of Phalanix

His Majesty wishes to remind the nations speaking out against cloning in Reken that they have no right to order a sovereign nation what to do and what not to do.

~ Minister of Foreign Affairs Jamie Bladen of the Kingdom of Romandeos.

To all Vampiric nations I warn that the power of Jehovah will punish the darkness before it punishes Dratheria this we know.
Regards,
Arkor Deshma leader of The Order of Draconian Light Priests

From the Prime Minister of Tarlachia, Arleni Greenwood.

Romandeos,

Your words are understood, and to an extent, we agree. However, when one nation begins to establish immoral activities, we feel the compulsion to take actions to defend the rights of victims. In this case, the rights of the clones, who indeed have their own beating hearts and can create their own unique personalities. Thus, they are human, elf, whatever they are. And so, we shall defend them against the twisted objectives of the oppressive government.

At this time, Sigrun Greenwood, our Ruler, has departed for personal reasons. He gives his regards to not reply personally.

Namaarie.

Arleni Greenwood
Prime Minister of the United Realms of Tarlachia

Dratheria-

I wish you luck with that. I will sincerely fear the Jehovah as they knock on my door and I answer and they tell an angel to join God, and I slam the door and go back to destroying the nation which attempts to attack me. I will fear the almighty doorknocker. Oh yes.
-Ravelyn Shentavo
(she has a sense of humor)

(aww phalanix is back too? God i missed everyone)

Tarl-

Ravelyn got up from her seat and crossed over to Sirgun, embracing him for a moment, before walking over to the window. "We have a situation on our hands, and I do not like it. I have my armies preparing to attack in 30 hours time. They have been given three days and are not backing down. Because my body is a clone you realize why I feel so strongly about this."

"They tried to clone Vaughn and got me instead. Things can go wrong in the procedures, we don't know what to expect. They are treated as nothing more than disposable shells. I know that there is a possibility of acquiring a soul"

I must inform you all that creating vampiric armies is the same if not worse than what we do with cloning. Forcing your people to become Vampiric is far worse because it is a curse that would be very hard to live with. Examine and scrutinize yourselves before you scrutinize others.

Sigrun nodded in understanding. "Yes, I know Rave...in fact, if you recall, I myself am a sort of clone. Remember how Damien had killed me when I was vampiric? You are familiar with what I am talking about. You helped to revive me, to form a new body drawing from my DNA, to create what you see now. Once I was human, with elven blood running through my veins. Now, the human part has died with my vampirism. Now, all you see is elf before you."

He sat down once more. He waved a hand toward the wall, where an image formed. It showed a visual of Tarlachian troops preparing as well.

"As you can see, we've been a little busy ourselves... we've got the Raxhun warriors preparing to leave in cooperation with the elves. The draconians have been gathering, they will leave upon my command. Sasha, my counselor of the Underworld Cities, has been gathering the moonwalkers(vampires) to force as well. We will also be bringing in one of our secret projects, which we've been creating in cooperation with The Outer Heaven MK II. A fearsome weapon, if I must add..."

I must inform you all that creating vampiric armies is the same if not worse than what we do with cloning. Forcing your people to become Vampiric is far worse because it is a curse that would be very hard to live with. Examine and scrutinize yourselves before you scrutinize others.

to Dratheria:

My nation isn't vampiric. it would just by myself actually. Cheers.
-Ravelyn Shentavo

to tarl:

I don't plan on sending my entire army in if not necessary. To tell you the truth I just want to assasinate the leader and watch the nation crumble. We should annex it and divey it up. She smiled softly, exposing her fangs without care.

No leader, no clones can be made. And i am asuming he is human, so I say, let the wolf loose amongst the sheep.

Sigrun grinned, "Lambchops. It's what's for dinner."

He waved the image away, "Mostly I'm doing a show of force. If they actually commit actions of war, then I will engage. And my attack will be swift, as I'll only need to send a few divisions to clean up."

He thought about the analogy of the humans to sheep. He smiled, "I remember those days...I almost miss them too..."

I am sorry for this but you leave me no choice I will have to mobilize the ancient tech of my people. If you knew the power of Dratheria where do you think the Borg came from or where the Omega Molecule originated. Dratheria will not fall to Vampires.

"It's been a while since I've fed. Normally I do not kill for any reason, however I could use a bite, and he just happens to be pissing me off." She smiled softly, then received a letter from Dratheria.

"How quaint." she said. "Dratheria says he will not fall to vampires, and has declared war. Pathetic and irgnorant fools. How stupid do you have to be...." She shook her head, and laughed.

"I'm too lazy to bother with them, but since we are now at war, let's just annex them both. they are wasting my time."

IC:
In the war room:

Mercer: Get my armor I will fight.

Admiral Archon: What do you want us to do.

Mercer sighs wishing this hadn't happened: Mobilize all weapons and aircraft ready the M.I.D.A.S. bombs and missles we will not lose this country to Vamps. And prepare the 'triumph weapon' set it to destroy their region only deploy it if they choose to attack. Oh and ready the nanite weapons lets see how well their armies function for their purposes under our control. Oh also position the nanite weapons around Akilai and Reken if we fall they don't fall with us.

Admiral Archon: Sir. Yes sir.

Sigrun leaned back and let out a raccous laugh. He continued laughing, nearly to the point of tears.

"You mean they actually WISH to wage war?! OVER CLONING?!"

He leaned forward and smiled, "Let's have a little fun spanking these children..."

He pulled a notepad from her desk and picked up a pen. He wrote down the names of the nations:

Pro-cloning
Reken
Dratheria

Support Nations:

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Anti-cloning
Ravelyn Shentavo
Tarlachia
Tanara

Support nations:
Christac
Phalanix


Sigrun looked the list over and burst out laughing. "They really must be stupid..."

He stood, "Well, it has been a pleasure seeing you once again, old friend. I'll see you at the end of this...with one of those nations under my arm like a package of lambchops!"

With that, he departed t[hrough a portal that spawned before them.

transmission:
I wish to convey I don't want this war but if I have to I will support my allies and keep in mind any dark forces sent will easily be dispatched and although I dislike doing this I am equipping all soldiers, vehicles, and complexes with borg shielding which adapts to most all weaponry not even an EMP can get through them And they are adapted to all modern tech also my soldiers are injected with nanites so chemical weapons won't effect them and they will quickly regrow new limbs. Try if you wish to destroy us but keep in mind I will not retaliate unless necessary I will only defend our borders.

OCC: I am not godmodding I am only using the tech I traded M.I.D.A.S. technology for as well as tech I openly developed or purchased.

"Wait for me," she said, grabbing a wine glass of he table. "Let's get this over with." She chuckled. oh how stupid they were.

President Jones looked at her allies as their representatives sat back from the conference table. They had agreed unanimously that they would send forces to stand along side Tarlachia and Rave Shentavo, should such help be desired.

Turning to the Last Deadly Sin of Cats Keep Michiko raised an enquireing eyebrow and the Lady of Cats Keep nodded. A small starstone, shimmering crystal, silver, blue, and gold rose from the table before the auburn haired woman and floated before her at eye level.

Michiko took a deep breath and began to speak

"Unto the leaders of Tarlachia and Rave Shentavo. I am the President of Tanara, and about this table you see my allies, those nations on Midgard and allies elsewhere in space...and time. I am speaking as official representative for over thirty nations. Each of them has agreed that your stance on the nation of Reken's stance on cloning is morally and ethically correct. We are all willing to send military and financial support to add weight to our philosophical support.

This stone will, at your desire, record your response."

Michiko knew that the starstone, a psionic crystal would record a holographic image of her and her allies and project it to those who would recieve it. Once she finished speaking she watched the Last Deadly Sin of Cats Keep waft the stone into a puddle of shadow, and it vanish from sight.

It appeared before the Lady Ravelyn as she moved to follow Sigrun.

Back on Midgard those asembled departed each to ready their forces, should they be needed.

Intercepted Transmission from Dratheria

Mercer: Omega Leader deploy all twenty electrochromatic corvettes (YF-2400 Star Wars) over each potential adversary country. Hold launch of the electrochromatic omega bombs until ordered or this nation is overrun. Arm barrier system on the sattelite prepare to deploy over the designated countries when ordered.

Mercer: Activate the region M.I.D.A.S. shield. That should hold them off long enough to settle this politically.

Quick footsteps pass through the castle, heading toward the rarely used war room council. Inside the war council had already assembled, waiting for Sigrun to arrive. However, the appearance of Ravelyn Shentavo surprised them, but they welcomed her as well.

"All right...who's got the stats on these situation?"

"Sir...between Reken and Dratheria combined, assuming they were to mobilize their entire population, which is frankly impossible and stupid...we're looking at 52 million enemy troops, 26 million for each."

Sigrun nearly died laughing, as did the rest of the council. Finally, he raised a hand, still chuckling, "And for our side?"

"Tarlachia: 2.632 billion .........Ravelyn Shentavo: 3.578 billion"

Sigrun looked over at Rave, "Why don't you and I just go in there alone and clean up? This is too easy..."

Tanara:

If you look through your international files, you will see that your participation is not going to be required, nor your allies. However, we do appreciate your presence, and it may help to force these nations to eliminate their cloning programs immediately.

Tarlachia

I have sent you a telegram of peace and information Empress Ravelyn and I can convince Reken to stop cloning.

Ravelyn burst out laughing. "You didn't count the entire empire. it's three united empires for a reason. add 2.3 biliion and 2.1 billion to the list and you have my population for my empire." She paused. "Hold on for a second."

She shook her head. She needed to stop laughing, but couldn't. "This is so...*giggles* hard...to....*giggles* stop..." She smiled. "Stick a fork in them. They are done"

She smiled again, her fangs flashing once more. The skin of her back tore open, and a pair of great black wings emerged from her back, the feathers touching Sigrun's shoulder.

"Let's get this over with."

Intercepted Transmission

Mercer: Omega Leader prepare to deploy the weapon. Only if she doesn't take my offer though.

Mercer: Deploy the barrier sytem over Rave Shentavo. Nothing can escape from the M.I.D.A.S. barrier except the M.I.D.A.S. radiation.

(ooc: problem with that, my empire is in three different area...and my nation has defenses. as well. you must realize being the nation of our size and experiance, we are far from defenseless.)

ooc: the M.I.D.A.S. barrier is pure radiation energy and the barrier is deployed in all three areas (I have M.I.D.A.S. arrays around the galaxy) but has conduits between each of them Ive agreed and Reken should to stop almost (I need it to help restore some of the races that died do to disease) all cloning and give current clones rights. If you don't stop I will deploy the weapon keep in mind there is no defense for it except M.I.D.A.S. technology which I have exclusive rights to. No matter how much I may like you but I dont want to fall I want to live in peace.

Unto Tarlachia, I know that neither I or my allies can match the populace and military of two such powers but the gesture was never ment to be an empty one. So our presence may not be needed but I am glad that you welcome it.

The Council of Nations of Midgard (region of ExIsle ) and Tanaara, Cats Keep, One Starr, Nuevo Nihongo, Nova Nippon, The Questing Cats, The Sojourner Cats, New Shogunate

(We, individually, may be small but there are a fair number of us in a friendly alliance )

Definition of Godmoding
1) Saying what happens to other people's stuff.
2) Refusing to take any losses. Or lose. Ever.
3) Having übertech armies that are too large, etc.
4) Having your nation’s geography to your extreme advantage.

OOC: I would really suggest that you read this thread (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=367578) Dratheria, it's clear that you've never played in a freeform RP before and it's probably a little unfair to have gotten to this stage in the first place, but then again some things tend to provoke nations into a war situation... if you want to be respected as a RPer you're going to need to learn that making invincible shields and so on isn't going to earn any respect.

Meanwhile, I think there is a bit of a problem here with everyone not understanding much about one anothers nations, like if there are even on Earth or not... if you are serious about this war you need to sort things out.

Einhauser has noted your want for Cermite armor, and we can provide. It is simply a matter of importing the armor from our suppliers in the Warhammer 40,000 universe. Please note that the armor would have to be worked on extensivly, as they are meant for the 2 meter tall space marines, and not for normal men. The armor is FT, by the way. Contact me if interested, and ill quote you a price.

As for my stance on clonning, I fell that it is a viable source of manpower, but the clones must have only limited inteligence, to prevent rebelion. Einhauser preffers robots, over clones.

Urgent Message to Dratheria:

"We have observed through our intercept crews, your determination to deploy the MIDAS barrier. In concurrence with the war council, we have agreed on the following:

1) Any deployment of the MIDAS system is a direct breach of another nation's territorial sovereignty, and will not be tolerated.
2)The deployment of the MIDAS system is also in violation of good ethical standards, and will be seen as an attempt for mass genocide.


We have decided that should you decide, we the United Realms of Tarlachia will gladly sit down to discuss this matter over a cup of java. To resort to war is a method that is brash, but sometimes necessary. However, we feel that this situation can be resolved in a summit with both of your respective leaders.

Tarlachia

I just want to be left in peace the shield isn't invincible but I shall not tell its weaknesses the array sends it a signal to create the barrier using M.I.D.A.S. radiation. It is only intended to keep the Omega Molecule in till it has taken its effect. M.I.D.A.S. could only be made from Omega Energy so after creating it I decided to harness the molecule. I'm sorry if it seems like I'm godmodding but I can and will accept losses the shield around my country is made in part by Borg tech. It can be broken through with enough force however.

occ: i stopped taking this thread seriously long ago since that omega thing. i then slammed my head against the desk, and continued laughing.
M.I.D.A.S= big orb of jello. ph34r it...the jello.
IC:

Ravelyn shifted her wings, and poked Sigrun with the blade of her sword. "Why can't we just make this stop...they tried my patience, and its just so easy..."

If anyone wants a list of my forces just ask and it will be sent

OOC: I stopped taking this seriously long ago too...

IC:

Sigrun grinned back at her, a twinkle in his eye.

"Surely you know little of diplomatic tangles...let me enlighten you in what I plan to do..."

He turned to face her, "This summit would allow us personally meet the leaders..."

He gave a wink, knowing she'd figure it out soon enough...

If anyone wants a list of my forces just ask and it will be sent

i would like one

ooc:
5 attack dogs
4 tanks
3 marines
2 rifles
and a side order of fries

IC:

She raised an eyebrow. "There are some people in this world you just want to drain dry. Lets just meet with the leaders. I'm getting rather bored."

Incoming transmission

The time has come after recently recieving forces from an ally of mine I am positioning a cube over each area of Rave Shentavo each are the most advanced cubes created and the most powerful cube and flagship of BLACKGRUE positioned over the meeting area over your allies I need no M.I.D.A.S. barrier on these weapons as it is infused to create a M.I.D.A.S. Omega Bomb or Yielded Omega Bomb I wish not to use these but should you mobilize towards my border I will fire as they are targeted at every base you possess I will not make civilians die. I wish to resolve this peacefully. I am peaceful so I will not attack unless I have to. I have further more injected nanites into your egion and they can track every last one of you so we can follow you and avoid any surprises.

End transmission

OOC: Nanites? Another breach of sovereignty...

IC:
Sigrun looked at the transcript before him with a sigh. "They just don't get it. Any aggressive actions such as even these...nanites are seen as breaches of international sovereignty."

He looked over at Rave, "One little problem for you though. They don't have you on their radar...God knows you're perhaps the most dangerous...Not to mention that you can slip through the different dimensions if necessary..."

He beckoned for Rave to follow him as he led the way through the castle to the Communications Room. He directed a camera to be turned upon him and Rave.

"Greetings from Tarlachia. I am Sigrun Greenwood, Ruler of Tarlachia. This is Ravelyn Shentavo, ruler of her own respective empire. We are here to officially request the governments of Reken and Dratheria to send their leaders to a neutral location for a closed summit. We will deliberate actions at the said summit. Namaaraie."

The camera turned off, and the cameraman took the tape and delivered it to the broadcast desk.

I shall agree to the meeting what I have wanted the whole time but I will bring a rep from BLACKGRUE the king of Draconians Ryan Nova (a brimstone Draconian) and Arkor Deshma of the Order. Reken has decided it best not to have both of us there at the same time. I am withdrawing all nanites in a show of faith as well I will have the cubes stand down but remain in position. Also Dratherians and Draconians have a great regenerative ability and we will be equipped with borg shield tech after listening to your conversations so any attacks would be useless as we would be beamed out immediatley

A message was sent in swift response,

"That is unacceptable. Both nations must have representatives present, for this meeting will be engaging in discussion that pertain to each of us. We urge you to convince Reken to do this."

Tarlachia

Reken at this time is unavailable as ooc we are in High school I will attempt to convince him and just so Rave cannot surprise us the location will be sealed with holy power so no one may use any abilities to attack. I hope you will agree to thes terms.

OOC: Not a problem. We can wait.

IC:
Sigrun looked at the message. These people were starting to become really humorous in their defenses. He simply handed the message to Rave with a grin.

"Still don't get it..."

oh also I should tell you I will be bringing 2 imaginary numbers (specialized clones) and a cloned Fire Draconian. And any ability to use abilities under a holy sealed realm will be considered godmodding.

OOC: First of all, you need to provide us details of your "imaginary" honky-tonks. We're not psychic, we can't read your mind. Second of all.
Secondly, you established a "holy seal". That's all great and good, but have you considered that normal attacks, (theoretically speaking) are usable? (ie: Knife, gun, whatever). Heck, a normal attack using holistic attacks would be permitted as well. Keep in mind that Ravelyn is a seraphim vampire. That leaves very little able to stop her. You have also stated that the abilities are only restricted to attack. What about defense? If your guy throws a knife at me, would I not be allowed to enact a defense shield that bounces your knife away, perhaps even back at you?
Thirdly, we have already established that this was to be a neutral location, so why the army in tow? Do note we bring only ourselves.
Fourthly, could you at least TRY to make more of a quality posting? It's not that hard to spend that extra few minutes to do your posts...

IC:

Sigrun arrived at the small resort in the mountains of the region specifically noted by the UN as a neutral region. He sat down in the main room, and awaited the arrival of the others. Nearby, Ravelyn sat, a smirk upon her face.

"How do you think this will go?" he asked her with a smirk.

OOC: Well, well, well... isn't this exciting. Can I join in the fun?

OOC: Sure, why not. There's been no mention of any closed or invite only in the title. So technically, this is as wide open as a gutted fish.

I am not bringing an army they are reps of the people you will be attacking defensive such as shields are allowed the Imaginary numbers are specialized clones that were designed to be superior with the ability to ignore emotion. Also info on the Omega Molecule can be gained from the collective of BLACKGRUE. Plus you're concerned with the rights of clones that is why they would be present.

Elsewhere...

Kazar-Tiyon sat in darkness, seeing with eyes that were not his own. News that his spies recognized as important was brought to him immediately, but he still had to scan through the records every so often.

Here was something interesting...

Two small, advanced-tech nations had manage to attract the anger of the famed Ravelyn Shentavo! Lord Sigrun Greenwood of Tarlachia was also involved, and both were gathering their armies for potential war.

Isn't Maximus from Tarlachia?

The rest of the records could wait. This promised to be worth investigation.

OOC: Kazar never did hear about Maximus getting killed, not to mention reborn. He's in for a surprise....

President Mercer and entourage arrive above the destination in the flagship of BLACKGRUE (all weapons powered down) waiting for the leader of Reken and this show to begin. In time he would reveal his true plan for the future to these people but till then he would wait to see what their decision is.

Mercer: "Ryan what do you think they're planning."

Ryan: "I do not know but lets hope your plan for peace can succeed if not then we will have to use the ancient power to help them see things a way for peace."

Mercer: "Yes I suppose."

Within a dark office... Amethyst City, Assington

President Calis browsed the international message board of world leaders with little interest. It was always the same old crap, 'I declare this...', 'you are wrong, I'm invading you...'. Finally he came across a message entitled Cloning. Since Assington employed a sizable cloning industry, Calis decided to examine the message.

After several minutes of reading through the garble and tough talk, Calis grinned. It seemed some small nations wanted to play with the big boys. Noting Tarlachia, long time ally seemed to be under threat from vessels named Cubes, Calis decided it prudent to help out his ally. Especially since he hadn't come into contact with the new leader of Tarlachia and this would present a good chance to show he still valued the alliance.

To: Lord Sigrun Greenwood
From: President Calis

Lord Sigrun, first of all let me congratulate you upon your rise to power within Tarlachia. I don't know if you are aware of my nation, but Assington has been a long time ally of Tarlachia and I see no reason why that should change. I hear you are being threatened by these Cube vessels, well I am more than willing to provide aid from my dormant space fleet. It's been a while since they were used, but they get the job done.

Calis I am not wanting to fight so we will try to solve this diplomatically I do not want a war but rather a peace this started over clone rights and will be solved one way or another. I am only assisting my ally. I wish not to use my triumph card as it would be foolish I just want this ended.

OOC: *wonders who's going to show up next*
IC:

Receiving frequent updates on the situation, Kazar soared off toward the resort where the meeting was scheduled to take place. It was not long before his destination came into view below him. K-T landed quietly near the resort, and strode toward the entrance...

To: Dratheria
From: Assington

Mercer, I'm not looking for a war either. I'm just here to defend an ally if your vehicles happen to attack. You say you don't want to play your best card, I don't particularly feel like ordering a carpet bomb of your nation either, so let's play nice and remove military vessels from foreign airspace.

Sigrun felt a buzzing in his pocket and removed the visual Comms unit from the pocket. He flipped the lid to recieve Arleni's face looking back at him.

"Yeah?"

"We've just recieved word from Assington. Seems they have been honoring the long time alliance between our two nations. The screen switched to reveal the message in its exact words. Once finished scrolling, the screen returned to Arleni's face.

"Wonderful. Please tell them to establish typical standby procedures and keep an eye on things from up there."

"Will do. How goes the wait?"

"Taking a while...they're slow bastards. Seems they're afraid to meet us honorably."

"Go figure."

President Mercer beams down to the meeting room with his fellow reps and sits down waiting for the negotiations to begin in mean time he ordered all forces to stand down for the time being.

He sits down at the table and waits for Reken to join.

Mercer: "Oh by the way never question my honor. I know what true honor is."

Just then, Kazar-Tiyon walked calmly into the room. The doorman had given him a rather odd look, but had made no comment. Perhaps the man was used to unusual visitors...
Red eyes glowing from the depths of his hood, Kazar headed for the three national leaders. The group was quite recognizable.

Sigrun turned his head to the front doors as he heard the footsteps crunching the gravel that led up to the resort. "About time they started coming..."

He was surprised to see not the representatives of Reken, but rather a familiar being stride through the door. All about him, darkness seemed to be pulled close. Sigrun smiled and stood, bowing slightly as he approached.

"Kazar-Tiyon...by the Fates...I've not seen you since that great battle between darkness and light. If my memory serves me correctly, you fought a Maximus Destroi, did you not?"

"Indeed. One of the closest battles I've ever fought, and one of the few I will cheerfully admit to losing. We fought hard, but parted as friends. In fact, that's part of the reason I came. I heard Tarlachia was involved in this matter, and I was hoping I might meet him again.
But - pardon me, you have a familiar air to you, but I can't quite place you. When exactly did we meet?"

Sigrun grinned, "We've not met before..."

He then gave a sad look, "Maximus has been killed. He was defeated by Damien Black of Roania. Such a pity too...to fall under such a simple opponent."

With a glance over at Rave, he turned back to Kazar. "However...he is back."

Sigrun simply gave a cryptic smile.

Mercer: "I must inform you that The Coven of Elders will be awhile as they are preoccupied with a problem as thretening as you in their own nation."

Ryan Nova: "Dammit! Let us start this I am tired of wasting my time waiting for some coven. I know they are wise but they do not need to be here."

Mercer: "Ryan we have to wait there is no other way. Unless you prefer war."

Ryan Nova: "I almost do to this waiting."

Kazar's eyes flared brighter, and his armored fingers tapped Shadowfang's hilt.
"Does this Damien Black still breathe?" he asked, grimly.

Then the second statement registered.

"Wait, you say he is back? Wonderful! Though it will not save his killer... How?"

K-T had not had such a rapid shift in emotions in a very long time. Sadness, fury, joy, puzzlement...

OOC: I need to send an expedition to the Sol system sometime. This would surely have drawn Kendaryn interest; they have extremely strong opinions about free will and slavery...

Sigrun turned his head to the others foreign nationals across the table. His voice was calm as he spoke, "Patience is a virtue. You ought to learn that."

He turned back to Kazar, "Black still lives. However, fear not, for Maximus has enacted the perfect revenge. He let Black live to know that he has failed in what he strived to achieve for so long..."

He stepped forward and reached his hand out to touch Kazar's temple with two fingers. Kazar stiffened but did not otherwise react as Sigrun closed his eyes.

At first the images were blurry, but slowly focused as the memories passed before Kazar's eyes.

"Your destiny is unfulfilled"...

The face of Ravelyn Shentavo smiling as a blue orb hovered before her. Her voice spoke, "All right."

A single figure is seen lying upon a pale stone outcropping, the dawn appearing over the ridge casting its first rays upon the nude figure. He shifted in his position and sat up to look at the dawn. He smiled. Yet, because of the distance, he is unidentifiable.

The same figure is seen cloaked in elven garments, the hood held low over the face. He speaks, a sneering voice nearly laughing, "Damien Black. You have failed..."

Brief flashes of Sigrun are seen as he meets with old friends and reveals his identity to them. Shock and joy can be seen on their faces.

Sigrun is seen standing in a Coliseum of sorts, a new sword in hand and battling demonic forces that surge forth from an Inchion Gate
[located in Tarlachia. See The Sands of Time thread for more detail (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=388959&page=1&pp=15)

Sigrun is seen during the coronation, as he turns to the crowds to recieve a rousing applause. The golden age of Tarlachia had begun...

Sigrun released the fingers, breaking off the surging memories. He smiled and nodded.

"Yes. It's me." he spoke, and finally pulled his old friend close in a brotherly hug, "And it's damn good to see you again, Kazar!"

He broke apart, "However...you've arrived at a summit between a few nations who have been committing atrocious acts of cloning that Ravelyn and I have felt the urge to declare foul and persuade them to eliminate their programs, either voluntarily or by force. For now, we are attempting this through diplomatic means..."

OOC: EDIT: Added link for "The Sands of Time"

For a moment, Kazar was too stunned to move - not to mention speak. Then:
"Maximus!" His grin was hidden by the shadows of his hood, but the delight in his voice was clear as he hugged his old friend.
"It's wonderful to see you again! I cannot remember the last time I felt as I did when you said you had been killed. I should have known you wouldn't let anyone get the better of you!
As for the business of this meeting, I am aware of it..."

He turned to President Mercer.

"This is not the first time I have encountered a group trying to create a race of slaves. I doubt the ash has yet washed from the place where the capital city of the last such group once stood, though all record of their empire is now lost in the mists of time.

I would strongly advise you to do your best to find a diplomatic solution..."

OOC: I must depart; my laptop's running out of batteries and the library is closed. I'll be back...

Saerat Helmz, standing next to his tent, part of a makeshift camp set up, takes his sword and throws it tip first into the grass next to him. It holds itself up in the cold ground.

"John!" He shouts.

John runs up to him, a laptop under one arm and a small arial under the other, he stops infront of Saerat and sets up the equipment on the ground beneath him.

Saerat sits down, and shivers "this is going to be tough" he says to himself.

He catches the attension of April, his war cheif as she walks by, "April!" Saerat shouts. After stopping in her tracks, Saerat talks calmly

"Make sure the troops are ready, and make sure they know exactly what they are up against"

April nods "yes sir" she said, a look of shock and anxeity in her eyes, she knew was coming.

Saerat returns to what he is doing, he opens the laptop screen and logs on...

He notices the new messages posted sinse last night, "April!" He shouts after her "forget those orders, we hold!"

He had noticed the posts on the peace talks, he goes back to the laptop and types;

"My small but commited army have arrived at the borders of Reken, we are holding here, I hope that the peace talks work, I am fully aware that I am going to get my ass kicked if not


Saerat Helmz
Head of State
Christac"

The pur of jump jet engines could be heard from inside the summit building as a large black aircraft made a vertical landing upon the grass outside. The jet obviously worked on a similar pinciple to that of the Harrier but otherwise it was a completely different aircraft. The sombre shade of black and plentiful angles made it quite the sinister craft indeed, and yet it was mere a transport.

Once the aircraft touched down, a lone figure stepped out of the jet and straightened his clothes. He wore a collared shirt, no tie, long pants and a completely out of place trench coat. It was an odd choice of clothing, yet Calin had never been a man of fashion. He may of enjoyed the finer things of life, but whenever the situation didn't dictate a specific dress code, he merely grabbed whatever was handy.

Sun glasses hiding calculating eyes, Calin moved towards the entrance of the summit building with a well earned confidence. He had participated in hundreds of negotiations and had earned his title of Foreign Minister. The fact that he prefered to attend such functions rather than send some delegate was one of the reasons he was a respected minister.

Upon entering the building, Calin gave a nod to all those within the room, flashing a quick grin.

"Greetings. I'll be the representative of Assington. Sorry Calis couldn't make it, but he's got other... issues to deal with. By the way, the name is Calin, brother to the President and Foreign Minister."

Without another word, Calin took a seet next to Sigrun and flashed him a grin.

To the representation of Reken-

I have taken the time in noticing your nation only out of disgust. To clone a person just because you need a bigger army to defend your insignificant country, that many would not even bother looking at is unacceptable. Cloning people is skipping a step in the process, you see, and you act as if these clones were souless. They are human beings after all, so aren't they your citizens to? No, you'd use them as your slaves.You create more people to save another group, while they suffer and die. I'm sorry, I don't see any morality or logic in that at all. This I cannot permit.

Normally I would not waste my time, but this disturbs me greatly. I don't like people who think they can play God and decide to give life to others for the soul purpose that it be taken away. You have three days to call off this production, or I will personally take action.

-Ravelyn Shentavo Vaughn,
Empress of the Three United Empires
Head of the Enclave

It is puzzeling to me Shentavo to why you feel threatened by this. Has Reken shown any aggressiveness towards you? Has he threatened to use his clones to attack you or in some way inflict death upon your people? I believe not. I myself have an army of some 27,000,000 clones. What are you going to do about that? I built them for similiar purposes and reasons to Reken's. If you condem clones then why not condem those who use battle droids, and dont say that its different because its not. A Clone or a Droid, each is made for combat and each will carry out its orders to the letter because it was either trained or programmed to do so. Your arguement and anger is hollow. Ad in the end it is not up to you to order another country to stop its internal activities. Only the United Nations could do such, with plausible reason. And I seem to remember several UN members who have or use clone armies or droid armies. It saves your citizens, though I still use mine for my fleets. So I would suggest that unless you are going to follow through with your threats of invasion on pretext of a few clones...that you kindly leave Reken alone.

-Emperor Shadaum IV
Empire of Thrashia

Gawdly, most of us passed the stage where we found fart gags funny some time ago. Please do likewise.

OOC:

I'll go first....FREAKING DUDE IS A GOD MODDER!!!!! (Clears throat) thanyou.

Less than six hours after the first announcement of Reken cloning hit the air waves, two small fire-teams appeared, one on Reken and the other on Dratheria. Using the mystic time-whorls for transport made it impossible for them to be detected, or stopped. They used this same technology to flit across the planet, a door opening precisely where they needed it to be. In each stop, they introduced an eldritch-techno virus into the air. The virus had numerous purposes, the first being a simple one.

It entered into the M.I.D.A.S datastream, and corrupted it slightly. The system would seem to be functional, but if anyone attempted to activate it, it would simply make a large farting noise. The virus was also biological, designed to infect clones and humans. In the clones, the virus would mutate, imparting the clones with advanced intelligence and an angry hard-on for their creators. In humans, the virus caused severe itching, flatulence and a total loss of any good sense the people posessed. The last part of the virus was chemical, causing plastics and metals to quickly lose their molecular cohesiveness, and fall to pieces.

OOC:

I'll go first....FREAKING DUDE IS A GOD MODDER!!!!! (Clears throat) thanyou.

<<OOC: Well, yeah...ya gotta fight fire with fire. Oh, and let me point out that my post was done with humorous intentions in mind, as opposed to any sense of reality. GMC made it clear that flatulence does not equal humor, and I bow to his greater wisdom. Either way, I've deleted my post, and Steele is stil happily chugging his beer, blissfully unaware of the farce that unfolds here.>>

ok ok i admit that clones have souls and if you wish to know why i had started producing them is because i know that some big country would give me crap about somthing rather stupid and start a war so i wanted to be prepared to defend my 'little" country and the reason i use clones is that they are all copies of each other, so thay would think alike and have the same consclusion of each battle plan that is presented to them.
for the thing about having them as normal citizens i have to say that if you had 5 of the same person in a town can anyone understand how chaotic and sucidal that would make them knowing that they dont matter for there is more of them and that they are just a copy; with my cloning i make it so they dont have these questions and that they are always under helms so they have no reason to discover that they are just a clone.
as to the whole religon thing; most of their day is ethier spent in battle training or deep in meditation and prayer to keep their minds focosed to they wont get the idea of being a clone even crossing their mind. if they would have a question of their parents or their origin or their reason i would bring the origonal person the clone was created from to them and introduce him as a father figure.
most of the clones will not even see battle unless you follow through on your threat (wich i have no doubt you will) and they will work and be paid to do the jobs of construction and possiably the more dangerous jobs that most people witsh not to do.
so if you have any more questions about my clones than please feel free to address me again on the matter, or on any other problem that you might have with my country.
~Tusanco, leader of the coven

"Yea, I'm not quite a pushover," she said with a smile. "My seraphic side is showing moreso now. We start fighting it may turn the other way around." She leaned against her wall, wings spreading outward for comfort. (short post. no time. lo siento)

General Noriev stood next to his command APC and taking a look around with his binoculars.

"It's disgusting. They call themselves democracies, and they say that they value life above anything else, and still they are trying to wage war on us."

"It's clear that this is a serious matter, General", Colonel Chugash responded. "They are planning to invade our country."

"Are you ready, Gentlemen?" the general asked with a wolfish grin.

"The first, second, third and fourth Guard Tank Divisions are ready, sir."
"Reporting Infantry Divisions 128 to 174 ready for battle, general."
"Sapper divisions are done with entrenching and blockade work and are standing by, sir."
"Artillery ready, general, sir."
"Air Force reports: Guard Squadrons 1 to 9 are ready to go up anytime, sir. Bombers are operational, Recon planes patrolling. As er your order, they are keeping within our borders."
"Air cavalry and attack helicopters are on stand by, general".

"Good. We don't want to get blamed on this one, do we?" the general said to his subordinates, and turned to a pale figure in black fatigues.

"Commander, how's your status?"

"We are ready, general. We got 5.000 purestrain clones standing by."

"Good. How're they?"

"Fresh from the facilities, sir. But we taught them well, and as I said, they're ready."

The tank colonel looked upon the clone's commander with disgust "You talk of them as if they were machines..."

The clone commander grinned coldly "But we ARE, colonel. Don't cry over one of us that has fallen. Better mourn every man of yours who died. We can be replaced and brought to full operation in less than three weeks. Can your men do that?"

"No, but you send them into the battle..."

".. without remorse, without regret. Our biggest advantage is that we have no homes to fight for. No dear ones at home that cloud our minds. We are born to fight, to protect Tortalesca. If it means our death, we agree. If we survive to protect Tortalesca another time, we agree, too. We simply don't matter to us."

"Gentlemen", the general said, "I know you've been through many battles. You have seen your share of bloodshed and death. I also know that you do not wish to see such things again. But there are predators out there, gentlemen. They wish to usurp us in the cause of a "greater good". Let them come, I'll say."

The general's vox link cracked into life.

"This is Sanctuary. Reporting full operational on all Sparda missiles. If they get too far, we'll bomb them to their ancestors."

The general grinned again in acknowlegdgement. "Roger that, Sanctuary."

"You'll use nuclear weapons, sir?" the air force colonel asked.

"Tactical nukes, colonel. Not enough to wield mass destruction, but enough to flatten an enemy battallion or two. Remember, we are a definsive army. We will never- I say NEVER- use any means of force on any country. But if they attack us, and invade our country, they will suffer severe punishment.", the clone commander said.

"Enough, gentlemen", the general said. He opened a vox link to each man and woman in the armed forces on a mass broadcast.

"Brothers and sisters, citizens of Tortalesca. The enemies are preparing to advance on us. This is it. A sword- day, a red day. Fight for your homes, fight for everything you hold in dear memory. For Tortalesca!"

The vox boomed "While it still lives!" in response, so hard one of the speakers of the vox sets simply cracked and died out.

"Mr. Oshkenti, prepare a message to those warmongers out there."

"Yes, sir."

Around thirty minutes later, diplomatical dispatches were going out to the leaders of Dratheria and Reken:
We are with you in your struggle. Let's ride for our rights and our countries' freedom.

Be aware, that the armies of Tortalesca will not take part in any military operations that extend beyond your original borders. If you plan to use us in a campaign to widen your influence over your borders, we will not comply.

Yours,
The people of Tortalesca

Christac, Tanara and all the other countries of the "alliance against cloning" received another message:
To those willing to attack us:

Be aware that you will suffer. Not only at our hands, but at the hands of history. Give up your unjust cause and return to your countries. We have no quarrel with you and your people.

Tortalesca will not wage war on you unless you cross the border. Note that. Our goal is not war, but the safety of all people.

Leave our borders, or face the consequences. Do not tamper with us.

Yours,
The people of Tortalesca

After dismissing the diplomatical scribe, the general put on his cap, brim-first, and turned to his subordinates.

"Good fight, gentlemen. I wish to see you in the Palace of the Party after this, to celebrate our victory."

The officers saluted in response, climbed into their vehicles and roared off into the distance.

i agree a country of your callabur i would not think you where a pushover and if i wasnt your oponnent i would wish you luck in the upcomming war. but as i seem to be the enemy than i wish that you will have a long a grueling war that will drag on for years so that is my tire your men and women out so much that they dersert your army for they have not seen their families in manny years. this will be a rather intresting war and i will look for you on the battle field

"Mr President, sir" the clerk hurried into the office. "We just found out that Tanara's statement against our x002 replicant model are in violation of UN Resolution #91, the act on legalizing prostitution."

"Hah!" the president laughed. "Read that, Wasilij: <<DECLARES prostitution legal throughout the UN: any person who is mature ,and capable of making their own decisions may become a prosititute>>" Since x002 is made for this kind of work, it always decides on its own if it wants to do it or not!"

"And since it doesn't know of any other work, it'll say 'yes', won't it?"

"Yes, Wasilij. And they got a big advantage over human prostitutes... no more sexually transmitted diseases!"

"Yes, Mr. President, sir."

"Continue to look through the past UN resolutions to find anything that differs with their reasons for war. We can still prevent this, Wasilij."

"Yes, Mr. President, sir." Wasilij stated and hurried off.

The Lady of Cats Keep concentrated briefly and the shadows in room where the leaders of Tarlachia, Three United Empires, Assington and others sat grew ears and eyes. They might not need the help of smaller nations but it never hurt to keep track of how things were progressing.

Light years away the information the eyes and ears gathered was displayed as a hologram in the center of the confrence table

"Ah, so Dratheria has TT" She murmured to the allied watchers.

"TT?" Rumbled the large golden furred being a few seats away, his whiskers flicking foreward in cuirosity

"Trek Tech, Sojourner Fierce...in my home universe t'was naught but an entertainment...here it exists" Shalamar fell silent as more national leaders arrived

OOC: Take a better look boys - Tanara is not, and never has been a member of the UN. Additionally while the letter of the law is :

1. DECLARES prostitution legal throughout the UN: any person who is mature ,and capable of making their own decisions may become a prosititute, (bolding mine)

I'm just going to say one thing - spirit of the law versus the letter of the law, and some one who is indoctrinated, brainwashed etc can not be said to be 'capable of making their own decisions' -

so it can still be considered sexual slavery - and as far as STD's - LOL they can still get and transmit them.

Transmission

I have presented a willingness to withdraw my forces from airspaces and wait in neutral teeritory aand have done so I ask that all remove their forces from my airspaces including technoviruses otherwise I will consider it an act of war and launch forces unrelentlessly the reason I say this is I value life but self-preservation I also value and should these viruses not be removed I will react in kind to Thrashia by launching nanites into your atmosphere and assimilating anything military. I'm sorry I've had to prepare this statement.

End Transmission

Mercer: "Now that all reps are present let us begin these peace talks. I grow ever bored of this waiting."

Ryan Nova: "Agreed."

The secure communications device was buzzing in Sigrun's pocket once more. He pulled it out and spoke,

"Yeah, what do you got?"

"We've gotten a few reports of Tortalesca greatly moving their military forces into position. They have issued delcarations, which have been intercepted by our boys, declaring that they will defend the nation of Reken. However, I'd like to show you this sir."

A moment later a screen popped up. Sigrun looked at it and smiled slightly. He slid the device to the center of the table and pushed a button. Moments later a hologram of the screen was seen.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like to present to you our preliminary statistics if this entire situation were to escalate to war. I advise you to look at these figures carefully, as they are quite necessary to understand what is going on here, and what is at risk.


(This is based on assumptions that each nation would only use at most, 2% of their population for military uses, with all nations on roughly the same era of technology.)

[Done by showing: POPULATION // AVAILABILITY FOR MILITARY]

Reken: 29 million // 580 thousand
Dratheria:29 million // 580 thousand
Tortalesca: 6 million // 120 thousand

(support) NONE

Ravelyn Shentavo: 3.5 billion, 2.3 billion, 2.1 billion (7.9 billion collectively) // 158 million
Tarlachia: 2.6 billion // 52 million
Assington:3.9 billion // 78 million
Kazar-Tiyon: 2.7 billion // 54 million
Tanara:423 million // 8.46 million

(support)Christac: 10 million // 200 thousand
(support)Phalanix:3.5 billion // 70 million
(support) 30+ allies of Tanara: unspecified-unnecessary//unspecified


"As you can see, even with the three of you together, you are easily dwarfed by the forces of a single one of us. Therefore, I urge you to not be foolhardy and take the less violent path of politics."

Sigrun paused for a brief moment, collecting his thoughts.

"You are outnumbered, outsourced, and face no hope of winning. Your side has only 1, 280, 000 troops at best...whereas, ours has over 420 million troops at our disposal. A single one of us can dwarf the three of you combined. Therefore, common sense would tell one to sit down and talk."

He pulled the comms unit back to himself and closed it. It disappeared from view.

"Here's the deal, now that we're all here. We want you to completely cease and destroy any and all research, experiments, and productions in regards to your cloning. In return, we will allow you to continue to rule your nation in your own sovereign right. You will be offered trade by Tarlachia at the least, however, I cannot speak for my allies. We will offer you a passive protection from other nations of your size in order to ensure you can watch your nation prosper in peaceful atmosphere."

He folded his hands and looked intently between the others across the table. He kept a straight face as he waited for a response.

I am sorry to inform you that your estimations are completely unrealistic on our side as I have the borg collective of BLACKGRUE which has an assimilated alien military of at least 800 million not to mention their entire normal population is part of their army. But yes I and my allies prefer peace talks. And as for all cloning ceasing on my part I know for certain I cannot yet as I am helping the Draconians restore their population.

Kain rapped the desk of his home. Things were afoot here, and he did not know what. Rave's own nation was involved, and Tarlacha. Something was odd, and he was not recieving decent information about it. He decided to send a communication to both Rave and Sigrun.

Greetings...I have very erratic reports of strange goings ons within the diplomatic community. I hear wars are soon to be afoot...and well, I am wondering what is going on. Please, give me the story.

OOC: No offense, but you are so full of shit. I was willing to shift aside the godmoddish nature of the MIDAS, but to have an entire army of 800 million... virtually impossible. I'm sorry. Think about supplies/weapons/maintenence. Then think about the necessity of an economy to support the military abroad. You've even got your little babies holding guns...

OMG! BABIES WITH GUNS!!! *runs*

IC:
Sigrun let out a deep laughter, unabashed and resounding throughout the room. He held a hand to his stomach as he laughed.

"You...you've got how many? Your population is hardly even a fraction of that!" he cried with a laughter.

He slapped the table suddenly, and a book spawned underneath his hand. He shoved it toward the others.

The Book before them! (click this link already) (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=400312)

"Here's a gift from us. Consider it your reality check, because this ... BLACKGRUE check you've handed me just bounced..."

He leaned back and explained the book's purpose, "Inside you will find detailed information to maintain a logical, realistic military. I suggest you study up on this, and take quite a few notes down."

A smile broke out upon Sigrun's face once more...Eight hundred million...impossible...

General Noriev read Tarlachia's communiqué, crumbled the paper and tossed it away.

"What is it, Sir?" the clone commander asked.

"At least Tarlachia's got brains and isn't risking open war. They want to cease the hostilities."

The clone commander took up the paper and read it.

"Sir, this peace offer states that me and my comrades shall be killed."

"I know, and therefor I am assigning you with the peace talks. Tell them the matter from the view of the disputed."

"I will, Sir."

"Leave at once for Tarlachia, Commander. End this childish dispute. For Tortalesca!"

"While it still lives, Sir.", the clone responded and climbed into his helicopter.

Kain rapped the desk of his home. Things were afoot here, and he did not know what. Rave's own nation was involved, and Tarlacha. Something was odd, and he was not recieving decent information about it. He decided to send a communication to both Rave and Sigrun.

Greetings...I have very erratic reports of strange goings ons within the diplomatic community. I hear wars are soon to be afoot...and well, I am wondering what is going on. Please, give me the story.

Ravelyn smiled as she saw Kain. Apprently anyone with any sense or respect had joined her in her stance to reinforce her statment.

"Nation wants to clone people and sacrifice them in combat, regardless of their own will. I believe clones have the ability to have a soul, as you see before you. I gave him three days time, now the leader is making countless threats. I do find it quite amusing."

She placed a hand on her kinders shoulder. "And have also expressed their will to go to war because of our race."

"I do not know if I can allow my own nation to go to war on such a matter. You know how Velmora works....peace. But, we might be able to provide a certain amount of groups willing to fight with other forces. But I, and Velmora fully supports your cause Rave. We owe you that much for what you have done. Of course...if they attack us....they certainly shall feel the wrath of Velmora's people. I hear claims that thier armies are massive...well, every individual within Velmora, as you know, can weave a spell and beat back oppressors." Kain said with a smile.

Mercer sits no emotion in his eyes considering these comments. Then finally speaks.

Mercer: "Actually after our most recent trade I gave them tech that would allow them to assimilate other species more effectivley (this was 4 years ago NS) this army however cannot be mobilized all at once. Before you misjudge BLACKGRUE's military maybe you should read more about the Borg and how large a small collectives numbers are (which they would be). They are one so all are miltary Borg infants however are not included and children can be effective however we cannot overtake you in pure numbers thats where the adaptive tech (Do not forget Wolf 359 where one general borg cube destroyed almost the entire federation fleet look at this site for info http://www.ditl.org/index.htm?daymain=/hedarticle.php?20 under battles) comes in we may still lose but we will live by our nations motto. But let us dispense of this talk till a war is actually started. Let us focus on peace and get to the true matter behind all of this."

Ryan Nova: "I am inclined to agree."

Arkor Deshma: "Yes let us settle this peacefully we have enough war in our history."

(OOC Your numbers = impossible. Borg still require workers, thinkers, tacticions, bases, resources, weapon production, ammunition etc. And, considering your population, it is completely unfeasable.)

OOC: before you dismiss anything about the borg learn more about them they are one one borg can do any of the things you are speaking of and the bases weapons the use from conquered or assimilated species they're cybernetic organisms ammo is not an issue its more a power source which I gave them that they have replicated making them more efficient the Omega Molecule their version of god.

IC

Mercer: "Lets begin I'm growing increasingly tired of these military showings and talk. Lets talk of peace not war."

"Massive forces at their disposal? I think not, Kain...they cannot even support even a single percent of that. I shall send you my information on the matter.

Sigrun sent a document that appeared before Kain, detailing the military estimates of all nations involved.

He focused upon Mercer, his blue eyes studying the man. "I'll give you this. You're a man of common sense and see value in talks of peaceful nature. However, I don't think you understand the situation here. Your cloning activities must be ceased immediately, for they are in direct violation of the universal rights of all species to an equal standing and free choice. You enslave them in your armies, send them to a war they do not understand the mechanics to, and expect them to be perfectly fine with it? I'm sorry, but I cannot allow this."

He thought for a moment, then spoke up once more, "Here's what I'll do for you. As we are against the use of clones for whatever purpose, we are prepared to negotiate with the appropriate nations to trade you robotic technology quite capable to carry out the same tasks as any clone."

Mercer: "That is completely reasonable but I cannot stop all cloning I can however stop in terms of military purposes. But first I would like you to speak to Lucricia Andrews an Imaginary Number I give you my word of honor she came of her own free will to discuss this."

Lucricia: "We do have rights in Dratheria we can choose our profession it all depends on what we prefer most I have seen Imaginary Numbers change from military to science then finally to medical research. Or any number of other professions. We have rights and we are basically cloned embryos that mature to the age of 17 in a matter of a couple of months. But each one of us is different due to the cloning process this same process is used in Reken."

Lucricia and Mercer wait for their reply silently.

"You say you cannot stop all cloning, though you can stop it for military purposes."

Kazar leaned forward slightly, looming ominously. He was very good at looking ominous.

"Why not? Since there is so much objection to cloning, why can't you stop the project completely?"

Mercer: "I will reiterate I am trying to help the Draconians return since there are so few of them."

Ryan Nova: "Our people were wiped out a century ago by an unjust scientist now they are reviving my kingdom and my people."

Lucricia: "I am tired of this I want to live and I don't want to be alone I don't want to be one of only a few Imaginary Numbers I wish there to be at least 1500 of us but there are only 200 at this time."

Mercer: "We have been trying to help them but its becoming increasingly difficult with your interference."

Lucricia sits there and watches as this travesty is happening between her leader and the leaders of other nations deciding the fate of her people. But slowly she also sees the burning eyes of Ryan Nova thinking the same exact thing.

Back at the Reken border...

Saerat stands and paces with those most loyal to him sitting round, he is growing tired of the waiting but he knows that it is worth it for peace.

After a while he splirts out "What is going on!!"

John, holding a laptop replies "nothing new sir, the talks are still going on"

"GRR... How the hell are we meant to find out what is going on out there...?" Saerat shouts back.

"Wait these peace talks, were we invited?"

"Not that I can see of" says John, with a look of shock.

"Your telling me that they are discussing clones and souls and did not invite the deeply religios country of Christac" Saerat shouted.

"John, E Mail Hazel, our head priestess, find a way of getting her into the peace talks, in times like this, faith can move mountians. I don't know how to get her there, just do it"


Miles and miles away...

The peace talks are well underway when the door burts open. A woman wearing a long gown wielding a large bible, walks by the leaders of some of the greatest nations of the world and sits down on an empty seat without uttering a word, she then puts her two hands together and mutters a silent prayer. After this she looks up at the people there, some heads turn to stare at her, but many are too buisy arguing to notice.

"these are dark days when people sit here arguing over the right to play God" She muttered to herself.

(ooc:obviously you have not read the posts well for i did admit that the clones have souls)

anyways i think that this incursion is barbaric and if you wish to have a war than we should gather all the nations that have or do not have clones/ battle droids in commission of the millitairy force and than weigh the scales again. also you must also look not only at the man power of the nations currently invloves be also the current weaponry that the countries have.
yes i agree that the claims made by dratheria are unrealistic and ultimatly unpossiable yest you must also realize that if you destroy and disembowel the small nations that you are planning too it will most likly arrise the same topic in the U.N. and than all that will happen is that the U.N. will be divided between cloners and those agunst it so if you would let me and my comrads be than you would see that my clones done "sacrafice" their lives and instead they devout their lives to protecting the country. these same clones also are some of the most reljous people i have ever met they pray before every battle for not only for themselves but also for their brotheren and their armor and their weapons that they may be true to the cause and withhold in the defence of the barren lands of reken, or their blood be spilt in the attempt to. this is not a thing trained into their mind yet they see the danger of their home world and they stand and voulnteer and request to be stationed in any place where they may be needed.
~the coven of elders

On Reken's front line the new Hrimfaxi-class aicraft carrier (the flagship of Dratheria) is positioned watching the Christac army. Admiral Archon standing at the bow watches as these people put up what is supposed to frighten them what truly frightens this man is what would happen should Rave and Tarlachia clash with his beloved country.

Admiral: "Comm what is the status of the peace talks."

Comm: "Admiral the talks are procdeeding slowly but headway is being made."

Admiral: "And our hidden allies will they assist if it come sto war."

Comm: "No word yet."

Admiral: "Inform me when they send word."

Comm: "Yes sir."

An emmisary by the name of Kane Savage arrives in a X-wing to The Danaan High Kingdom of The Resurgent Dream to ask this esteemed ally to help Dratheria if war comes to its borders. He knocks on the door of the capitol and waits for an answer.

Saerat stands on the shore next to the border of Reken, and looks out at some sort of boat on the horison...

"I wonder what they are talking about on that boat now..." he says to April standing next to him.

"I don't know sir, but if they start firing, you know that it will probably be the end of us, and possibly the end of Christac. Why are we here?"

Saerat continues staring at the boat

"sir?, sir?"

"I don't know" replies Saerat "we are here because God led us here"

"Then we will be safe?" asks April

"I did not say that" replied Saerat.

(insadently, I made it quite clear that this army is not meant to scare or even put up much of a fight, its here because it should be)

(ooc:obviously you have not read the posts well for i did admit that the clones have souls)

anyways i think that this incursion is barbaric and if you wish to have a war than we should gather all the nations that have or do not have clones/ battle droids in commission of the millitairy force and than weigh the scales again. also you must also look not only at the man power of the nations currently invloves be also the current weaponry that the countries have.
yes i agree that the claims made by dratheria are unrealistic and ultimatly unpossiable yest you must also realize that if you destroy and disembowel the small nations that you are planning too it will most likly arrise the same topic in the U.N. and than all that will happen is that the U.N. will be divided between cloners and those agunst it so if you would let me and my comrads be than you would see that my clones done "sacrafice" their lives and instead they devout their lives to protecting the country. these same clones also are some of the most reljous people i have ever met they pray before every battle for not only for themselves but also for their brotheren and their armor and their weapons that they may be true to the cause and withhold in the defence of the barren lands of reken, or their blood be spilt in the attempt to. this is not a thing trained into their mind yet they see the danger of their home world and they stand and voulnteer and request to be stationed in any place where they may be needed.
~the coven of elders

Hazel looked up at those around her, "are you talking to me?" she asked. "I am representing the nation of Christac, and would like to complain if you are blambing us for an insersion, at this point I beleive we are next to the border in a netural country. We stand guard, I also beleive that all other people sitting here are also holding back their forces depending on how this meeting goes. We would also like to make it clear that we have no pleasure to gain from killing any of your citizens, clones or otherwise, unless we have to"

She said this before holding the cross around her neck, she liked to rub it at times like this, she did not know why, but it made her think God was closer.

Arkor Deshma slowly stares at Hazel observing her every move knowing she is a woman of the cloth as he is a man of the cloth.

Arkor Deshma: "The Order feels the same you do we're trying to help avoid this but we are willing to fight for the revitalization of our people. For I am Draconian. And Jehovah has a large prescence here for this room has his most holy seal attached."

"Actually I believe what is needed is a mediator. Sigrun, you are pushing them into a corner. Not a wise thing to do when they are giving ground. Do you want it to become death ground?... and you Kazar, stop looming, it makes people nervous."

The shadows solidified for a second and a tawny haired woman stepped forth, dressed in crimson robes, a starstone visable at her throat

"I am Shalamar, Lady of Cats Keep and I might be of service. So lets cut to the chase - no more posturing, no more testosterone powered one upmanship. Cloneing people to be mindless, brainwashed, or indoctrinated slaves is wrong, and won't be tolerated. And I think it is the freedom of choice, self determination, in other words - slavery - that is the core, the root, of this current problem.

Shalamar gave the clone woman a sharp look

"There are ways of ascertaining the truth. I have gifts that will show all those asembled here if you lie - and yes I understand the nuances of lie and truth. If you agree we can demonstrate what you truly believe - are you or are you not making a conscious, informed, free willed decision to be what you are."

Arkor Deshma slowly stares at Hazel observing her every move knowing she is a woman of the cloth as he is a man of the cloth.

Arkor Deshma: "The Order feels the same you do we're trying to help avoid this but we are willing to fight for the revitalization of our people. For I am Draconian. And Jehovah has a large prescence here for this room has his most holy seal attached."

Hazel looked back up and caught his eye, she sighed, thinking about what to say...

"you talk about revitalization of your people, if I am to understand you rightly, you are using these clones to replace citizens in your nation, and to try and re build. May I ask before we continue this descussion, what happend to your own people or those of your allies that makes you feel the need to create these clones"

In her head she had not yet come up with a stratagy for a convorsation, she could feel that this man had a certain power about him, this was not going to be one of those simple Theology debates she was used to...

Arkor: "No we are using the DNA from the people that were lost to a techno virus a century ago from a mad scientist 99% of our population to be exact. That is why we are here because the Dratherian government agreed to help us rebuild our kingdom inside Dratheria we now share our country we are not using anyone for strict military purposes even if they have that value. And the Imaginary numbers were a way of genetic augmentation but they are not all alike. No matter what people think. For instance Lucricia chose to be an HMO doctor when she wasn't even told to do so."

Lucricia: "No I am not being coerced we are given free choice that is what Mercer has always believed in. And I'm here for my peoples right to live and breathe. If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?"

Arkor: "No we are using the DNA from the people that were lost to a techno virus a century ago from a mad scientist 99% of our population to be exact. That is why we are here because the Dratherian government agreed to help us rebuild our kingdom inside Dratheria we now share our country we are not using anyone for strict military purposes even if they have that value. And the Imaginary numbers were a way of genetic augmentation but they are not all alike. No matter what people think. For instance Lucricia chose to be an HMO doctor when she wasn't even told to do so."

Lucricia: "No I am not being coerced we are given free choice that is what Mercer has always believed in. And I'm here for my peoples right to live and breathe."

Hazel stared at both of them, whilst thinking what to say to Lucricia, she turned to Arkor

"this maybe so, but you Arkor, as a man of the cloth have to realise that these lost people who are being "re made" are not going to be the same as the people lost. Those lost in the techno virus have now met their Lord, nothing you can do will be able to bring those people back, their souls are already waiting in heaven. You bringing back these "clones" do nothing more than defy God and his designs, and allow yourself to give the gift of life. How can you see nothing wrong with this?"

She then turned to Lucricia, this was going to be tough.

"Listen, I am sorry, I know that you have every right to live on this planet as I do, you are a living breathing human like myself and the last thing I want is to remove any life, but those not yet cloned or "re placed" are not living. It is simple; you live and then you die, it should not go the other way round. I respect that you are now alive, but realise that you are also dead"

She thought to herself, was this too blunt? The last thing she wanted was to make an enemy, but she would not refused what she beleived.

Arkor watches and understands Hazel's point but regretfully must disagree with such an intelligent woman.

Arkor: "But see the clones are alive and have souls thats what we've been saying. The Draconians that have been "cloned" are really completely different people than the old. I know this because I knew many who were "cloned" and they aren't anywhere near the same as the originals. Lucricia is alive and has a soul how could you hurt such a kind person by saying that. They weren't cloned they were "cloned" new embryos born out of Dratherian wombs. Let me ask you a question. What makes a man a man? Is it his origins? The way he comes to life? I don’t think so. It’s the choices he makes. Not how he starts things… but how he decides to end them."

Arkor watches and understands Hazel's point but regretfully must disagree with such an intelligent woman.

Arkor: "But see the clones are alive and have souls thats what we've been saying. The Draconians that have been "cloned" are really completely different people than the old. I know this because I knew many who were "cloned" and they aren't anywhere near the same as the originals. Lucricia is alive and has a soul how could you hurt such a kind person by saying that. They weren't cloned they were "cloned" new embryos born out of Dratherian wombs."

Hazel pondered this thought, she did agree, these people did have their own souls, and were now just other human beings, but she disagreed with the process of cloning, it was defying Gods perfect system.

She looked at the floor then held her cross again.

"I am afraid that we disagree here, and there is no way that I can change my veiw, I beleive that Lucricia here will be welcomed in heaven as will anyone who follows the right path, but that does not mean that she has a "right to exist". Surely only the Lord can give us the right to exist."

This was the best she could come up with, she knew that Christac's army was a stonesthow away from war, and that by failing this argument she would be failing those people who she loved the most. She was right about one thing, this man was prooving to be a deadly foe on the debating side

Arkor: "Do not worry we will not attack your people unless necessary we do not want unnecessary death. Telepathy and Empathy is one of the abilities bestowed to my people by Jehovah let me ask you another question. Would they exist if Jehovah didn't want them to. Think about it he is all powerful would he let people create abominations. This could be his way to right the atrocities of that scientist. As for the Imaginary Numbers they aren't clones but rather genetically enhanced beings. But why side with either of us they are guilty of turning a large portion of their people into moonwalkers, vampyre, a dark being. Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the heavens of parchment made, Were every stalk on earth a quill, And every man a scribe by trade, To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry, Nor could the scroll contain the whole, Though stretch’d from sky to sky. "

OCC:Jesus. I go for less than 24 hours and the thing jumps 3 pages. Famnit I can't even RP with one of my favorite RP friends. Looks like I gotta go now since this is basicly to damn far. Rave TG me some time so we can RP again except at a pace that we both can keep up with.

Meanwhile on Reken's border

Saerat walked into the bridge of the CRN Peter, he had left the land army in the hands of the capable April. Saerat wanted a better veiw of these ships being positioned by Reken. Although he was greatly outnumbered he somehow felt safe. As he walked in the captian stood and saluted. Saerat saluted back.

"Whats the news out here?" Saerat asked

"The rader is flashing like a damn slots machine sir" Replied the captain "those harlets are ammasing what looks like every ship in their navy, and thats not all, if our scans are correct we are looking at subs and nukes here as well"

"How long till they are in firing range?" asked Saerat

"Sir, we have both been in firing range of eachother for hours now, when that red light goes off and the siren blows, all the ships in this damn place go up!"

Saerat stood there looking at the very faces of the men he had probably sent to death.

Saerat was not much of a praying man, but he prayed and hoped that peace could be made and that he was right in sending Hazel to debate with what he thought were monsters.

Incoming Tarnsmission

An older man standing in a control room appears on the viewscreens of all parties involved

Admiral Archon: "The first person to fire off any shots will be fired upon whether it be ally or not we are here with our forces only to defend our borders if necessary. Anyone out there worried about our vessels stand down as none of our weapons are armed but can be armed at a seconds notice should an attack commence. Thank you and may Jehovah protect you all."

End Transmission

OOC; Amen brother

Hazel had indeed met her match, not knowing how to reply she simply coughed and thought...

"Well" She said after a while "I suppose that there is no way of telling whether this was indeed the will of the Lord, but then that leaves Reken, what of them, who clone to work and to be "organic robots", to fight without compasion or remorse, surely it is better for them not to even exist."

Saerat was outraged by this transmision, he ran up to the main computer of the bridge and asked the seaman to step down.

"Listen here, old man, we are not going to leave, our weapons are armed and ready and we are totally prepared to fight if we have to, we wait for word from the confrance, but we both know that there will be many deaths on both sides, and you better beleive I am going to wipe you out so badly that you wont be able to find any DNA to clone!!!"

This was not a good idea to tempt a greater army, but Saerat was not in a good mood, he had been waiting on the border for too long, and was begining to feel as if he were not in control.

"Cmon Hazel", he whispered to himself

Arkor: "Maybe, but also maybe our government can give them autonomy using nanites. Then they could be free and have a choice the Coven would surely agree with that."

Arkor: "Maybe, but also maybe our government can give them autonomy using nanites. Then they could be free and have a choice the Coven would surely agree with that."

This seemed fair to Hazel, although there was no way a dissision could be made without the rest of the people sitting round agreeing. She turned to them, as did Arkor who explained what he had to Hazel to the rest of the people gathered...


OOC Think we should leave it here so other people can catch up? lol

Transmission to Christac forces

Archon: "I am sorry that you took that wrongly but we are not telling you to leave we are just making our intentions clear. You have a right to defend yourselves and your allies I just wish to not make anyone here think that we will attack without notice and risk war."

End transmission

OOC I dunno maybe.

Yeah I know but its intersting.

OOC well lets not end a story half way then. This would make an interesting book with a few changes but I am not sure we can continue without other people, its really up to them to develop the plot now

OOC True Howeever more can be done with the armies of Dratheria and Christac

Mrs Helmz awaits her husband back in Christac, she is 3 mounths pregnant and only wants him to come home safe, but Saerat had left for a battle which could be more important than his own life. The post came, she ran up to the door and found one message. It was from him...

My Love
I fear that this may be the last time I write to you, if peace fails to be found, we will be the first to go, but do not worry, I will always love you and will be waiting in heaven, where you can tell me all about that baby of ours. Well I have to go now, the men need me, I pray that you will get another letter tommorow.

Yours faithfully
Saerat Helmz

The Holy Empire of Horous Agrese with the Honerable Delagate from The Armed Republic of Reken, and is instatuting its own cloaning and genetic alterations programs. If any nation Disagrese with this polosy, then
you simply have no jourisdiction in my nation

Also, I would like to anounce that Horous has resently developen nuclear weponry ans mid- range nuclear wepons.

A private transmission from Admiral Archon to Mrs. Helmz

Archon: "To not fear for your husband ma'am I will personally ensure his survival as of that of as many of his fellow officers as possible. Please don't wory. Good bye for now."

End transmission

Transmission to Horous

Archon: "I warn you Horous make any threats or attempts to assault anyone in this RP without war being fully declared I will deploy the M.I.D.A.S. bomb on any and all miltary installations you own. There will be no exceptions as the threat you made is unjustified."

End transmission

The Holy Empire of Horous Agrese with the Honerable Delagate from The Armed Republic of Reken, and is instatuting its own cloaning and genetic alterations programs. If any nation Disagrese with this polosy, then
you simply have no jourisdiction in my nation

Also, I would like to anounce that Horous has resently developen nuclear weponry ans mid- range nuclear wepons.

The state of Christac ask that you wait till the peace talks have ended and there is no chance of peace that you wage any war.

Mercer: "Ravelyn I wish to know what your part is in this. What do you have to do with cloning."

As a neibough we would like to pledge our support towards Christac and have sent an extra 200 000 men to their cause. :mp5:

Jonix Goordo

OOC Border Islands you can't do that the largest percentage your military can be is 5% unless you're Borg or clone armies or robotic. However since they need the help I will allow it.

OOC Err thanx.

April looked at the new troops as they arived, they might not have been the best, but they put the chances of surviving up, if only by a fraction.

My nation will send 8,000 people over to help you guys fight

Help who

To help in the war

But which side

I support cloning so you guys

Mercer: "Rave we must come to a decision soon. Or else our forces may ingore us and attack anyhow. It would only have to be a gunshot to start the war."

Ryan Nova: "Agreed. We must finish this."

Shalamar, ignored by the priests, waited quietly for a response...until Helen stated that the clones had no right to live. That brought a sharp response from the tall woman

"WHAT?...You want to kill them because their donors are dead? That makes as much sense as killing children because their parents have died. That neither I or my allies will accept. I have come on behalf of my allies because we wish to see them free. You threaten their lives and we WILL stand against you."

She looked at Arkor

"If Reken gives their clones the freedoms, the rights and responsibilites of that every being should enjoy we will have no quarrel with them. Tis slavery that we abhor, and the notion that just becasue they are clones they are 'lesser', disposeable"

Mercer: "Shalamar we do give those rights to the clones and I am sure that after conferring with Reken he will do the same."

Arkor: "We appreciate any help we can get in any way."

Mercer: "Rave we must come to a decision soon. Or else our forces may ingore us and attack anyhow. It would only have to be a gunshot to start the war."

Ryan Nova: "Agreed. We must finish this."

<My decision stands. No cloning for military sacrifice, no war. If you do not comply, then my forces are more than ready for it. I'll see to you personally.>

Mercer: "Rave I said they had a choice in what they want to do they are sentient. I cannot deny them the freedom to serve for their country if you wish me to deny them that freedom or kill them or any other thing having to do with ending their continuance then attack."

Ryan Nova: "This bores me just listen to Mercer so we can all go home."

Mercer: "Be queit Ryan. And hey who knows maybe when this is all done we should have a friendly duel to settle complete hostilities."

"Actually I believe what is needed is a mediator. Sigrun, you are pushing them into a corner. Not a wise thing to do when they are giving ground. Do you want it to become death ground?... and you Kazar, stop looming, it makes people nervous."

The shadows solidified for a second and a tawny haired woman stepped forth, dressed in crimson robes, a starstone visable at her throat
[snip]
Kazar-Tiyon laughed quietly.
"Spoilsport. Well, if you insist..."

He leaned back, folded his arms, and managed to look somewhat less dangerous while watching the continuing discussion.

Sigrun looked over at Rave and spoke to her, "Well...I will not have a problem if they give their clones the rights of any citizens to the fullest extent. However..." he turned back to the others, "I do state that the act of cloning itself is condemnable, and is morally wrong. You seek to be a god by doing this, and we will not permit this. Once again, I urge you to eliminate your cloning programs and initiate robotic programs that can easily replace them."

He looked over to the female from Cat's Keep, "I will speak to them as I please. I am not going to stand down from my position."

He gave a quick glance over at Kazar and gave a smile. It was the old Maximus play, something he had been famous for.

Tenacity. What a tool it could be...

Mercer: "Me nor my allies plan to be playing god they are natuarlly born like surrogates with slightly modified/different beings coming from them. You see they are real they have souls listen to what Arkor and Hazel spoke of there is your truth. We only want peace, prosperity, and to serve our lord and saviour. We wish for no war aginst those who would fight for Jehovah. And as for advanced robotics we do not have the tech for pure advanced robotics. However assimilation such as the Borg use is possible but we would never use it on our own people. We might be able to advance from that however. Also I should inform you that humans should be kept in the loop."

Arkor: "This is all we wanted we just wanted to make our position clear."

They slowly wait for the end of the conference knowing that the elven kind would not be decietful to those who would only work for peace and prosperity lest they be like their relatives the Drow.

Kazar drew a belt knife and started sharpening it, then caught himself and put it away. Trying not to look menacing during a negotiation went against some very old habits.

"Molecular biology is hardly my specialty... If I understand correctly, you say you're using some sort of genetic modification program?"

Mercer: "Correct its 1/3 cloning/in vitro fertilization, 1/3 genetic modification, and 1/3 accelerated maturation. It took awhile to design the program to be more efficient than two people a year from one lab. It is complicated to say the least."

"So... you duplicate individuals, alter them to suit your wishes, and rush them through their formative years. Doubtless you have complete control over their educations; in effect, you determine their personalities. And yet you do not understand our objections?"

OOC: First of all, there is a large majority here that are posting complete and utter crap. Where is your post/sentence structure? Where is your grammar? Do you know the difference between OOC and IC?

And the logistics of these armies? 800 million? I don't care if you you have clones/robots, a nation of that size cannot support an army of 800 million.

That will do for now...

IC: Calin sat back and listened to the heated negotiations. He knew exactly what Calis wanted and thought it best not to mention the cloning activities that take place in Assington, as his allies seemed to be quite against it.

Leaning forward, Calin took off his sun glasses and looked around the table.

"Let me make the position of Assington clear to all of you. We have no qualms with your cloning activities. As far as we are concerned, it's your nation, your sovreign and none of our business. This talk of souls doesn't mean anything to us either. What we are concerned about is any military action against our main ally here, Tarlachia. I'm not exactly sure what's going on out there with military movements, but we're not about to get in the fray over some moral debate."

Satisfied with his speech, Calin replaced his sun glasses and rested back in his seat.

suddenly a green flash appered at the summet table as a borg queen entered the room. She took a seat.

"I am a representative from the borg collective of BLACKGRUE. I have been informed of this meeting and on behalf of the collective I must say that your entire line of thinking is wholly wrong. More then four fifths of our nation is either cloned or constructed by partially using cloned material. The fact also remains that we are NOT speciallised in almost any way other then our queens."

Another green flash as a borg drone appeared

"This drone was taken from engeneering duties on my starship currently in orbit and it is more then capible of seving as a military member. Observe."

The drone fired a plasma bolt from it's omnitool onto the wall behind the queen leaving a rather nasty looking hole.

"This and others like this drone are almost ALL cloned in cloning vats opon our colony worlds."

(OOC, my official population count is my cloned population, I've RP'd the assimilation of drones and at time of writing is about 120 million additional drones)

<My decision stands. No cloning for military sacrifice, no war. If you do not comply, then my forces are more than ready for it. I'll see to you personally.>

"On that point I wish to remind you that I am not the only GE member who won't take kindly to this measure."

*Calin wonders where the hell the funny looking robot people just came from...*

Sigrun got up and walked over to one of the silly looking robots and knelt over to poke at the bot's chest. Instantly, a ...well, he didn't know what the hell it was...popped out and starting playing some odd tune.

He looked up and burst out laughing.

"Great! Jukeboxes have the ability to walk now! Now that's what I call patriotic inquisitiveness!"

For the first time in a while Hazel looked up at the others in the meeting room, "What the hell" she thought to herself. She knew that this meeting would be a bit different than others she had been to, but this was a bit beyond what she imagined.


Meanwhile on the Reken Border...

Saerat woke up on the CRN Peter after another rough night. He hated the waiting, even more than he hated the fighting that usually followed. He lent over to his bed side table and picked up a picture of his wife, he missed her alot, he wondered whether she had gotton the letter he had sent. He pulled up his hand and run it through his hair, and then looked out the window...

That was one hell of a navy Dratheria and Reken had amassed. God he wished that Hazel could talk some sense into them.

*Calin wonders where the hell the funny looking robot people just came from...*
(OOC: Transporters... and a ship in orbit.)

Hazel was confused and she sensed she was not the only one, these creatures scared her, they reminded her of a childhood story she had heard once apon a time by her father...

A tear formed, she did not like thinking about her father, not sinse he disapired years back.

She found it hard to form words

"Wh...who are you?" she asked to the creature nearest her.

(OOC: Music is irrelevent... you just posted utter nonsense...)

<<OOC:...as opposed to what you and your ilk have been posting? Puh-leaze, this "RP" has been a wankfest since the beginning. I suggest you ALL read Tarlachia's Big Book of How To NOT GodMod...and be thankful none of the older nations have yet to use the dreaded IGNORE cannon. >>

(ooc:You spoke too soon. I really can't stand this anymore. I have other rps i'm working on, and this is ridiculous.I'd rather write something that's worth it rather than waste my time with nations who have armies larger than the size of the nation, weapons and shield that are invincible, claiming you could destroy my entire empire. Imagine what my nation could do to yours if yours could already do that. This is just a step above i n00k j00!!!!11!!!1.)
IGNORED

When George had signed up to the air force he knew that Christac would send him to dangouras places, but he never expected anything like this...

High above the Christac fleet he flew his Apostle (Helecopter), up to the horison he could see ships of all sorts, some from his own Christac, some from their neighboughs the Border Islands, but by far there were more ships belonging to their enemies...

as he flew more towards the land, he could see armies amassing there also, this is it he thought, all of these peoples lives rest in the hands of half a dozen people hundreds of miles away...

The intercom came on... "You are getting too close Apostle Blue, back off!"

Sure enough, an small rocket came flying by, George grabbed the controls and just dodged the missile by a few feet.

More were no doubt coming, he flew away as fast as he could.


Back down on the CRN Peter;

Saerat runs up to the comm in his room as sireins go off around him

"What the hell is going on?"

The captain replied "They are arming their weapons sir, unknown why, no sign of firing yet, shall we hold or try and get a first strike?"

Saerat gulped, he didn't know the answer

"Sir, what is your orders?" the captain asked back "Sir? Sir?"

Calin wasn't quite sure how these Borg were involved, but they were kind of creepy. He didn't realise that Star Trek had been a non-fiction program and had always thought the Borg part of that realm.

Shrugging it off, Calin spoke up, directing towards the Borg Queen.

"Who invited you guys?"

ooc: ok heres the deal unless you are ethier going to talk some sence or auctually support a side Dont post

IC: this needs to be settled now for the two nations that started this are rarly even involved in this anymore.

Calin nodded at the said statement.

"Consider Assington neutral when it comes to offensive military action. We have nothing against your cloning program or the rights of your clones. We are merely here as a defensive ally of Tarlachia."

Hazel stood, and anounced

"Christac is against you and are willing to fight for the rights of clones created and try to ensure that there is a plug put on further research and production in this matter"

She sat back down, and took out her bible, she hoped that Christac would not be the only people who were willing to fight, if so there would be dark days ahead.

(ooc:You spoke too soon. I really can't stand this anymore. I have other rps i'm working on, and this is ridiculous.I'd rather write something that's worth it rather than waste my time with nations who have armies larger than the size of the nation, weapons and shield that are invincible, claiming you could destroy my entire empire. Imagine what my nation could do to yours if yours could already do that. This is just a step above i n00k j00!!!!11!!!1.)
IGNORED

Never said ANY such things. I just wished to remind you that I'm a member of the galactic empire. and collectively we could rather easily take out your nation. And I do believe that Unified Sith uses clone-troopers.

"Who invited you guys?"

"We were invited. you need not know anything else."

Hazel stood, and anounced

"Christac is against you and are willing to fight for the rights of clones created and try to ensure that there is a plug put on further research and production in this matter"


The borg queen looked at her. "I cannot stop production of my clones as that would limit our space capibilities. I believe I speak for all of GE when I say, 'clones are essential to modern warefare'. We for one treat our clones just like every other drone. If they need to fight for the collectve, so be it."

"And we are willing to defend ourselves with our armies. And also our numbers tend to increase after a successful battle."

"You say clones are essential for modern warfare. Why?

By the way, don't expect your numbers to increase in from any battle against me..."

The borg queen looked at her. "I cannot stop production of my clones as that would limit our space capibilities. I believe I speak for all of GE when I say, 'clones are essential to modern warefare'. We for one treat our clones just like every other drone. If they need to fight for the collectve, so be it."

Hazel was confused by this statement, she had never incountered these so called BORG before.

"So you are not even human?" She said trying not to sound rude in anyway

Hazel's mobile rang suddenly. Incredibly embarest she quickly left the room and answered it.

A voice spoke on the other end. Others around the confrence, not really caring, and not being able to hear the whole conversation ignored this, but some parts of the conversation could be heard for those who listened...

"Whats the prob..."

"Yes I am at the pe..."

"But we are making pro..."

"When did that happen?"

"How many down are we?"

"How did it happ..."

"Ok, Ill pray for their souls on my way there"

"Any word on Saerat yet?"

"On board..." She hung her head slightly

"Well I'll come as soon as I can"

She went back into the meeting room

"I am sorry, but something has happend at the front that requires me to leave here"

She headed towards the door and shot a firm gaze on Arkor...

Transmission to Dratheria:

Mercer: "Archon have all units return to their bases however keep the Hrimfaxi there. Just in case this doesn't work."

End transmission

Mercer: "Alright the way I described the program was how it was at firtst now it is only the first to parts because we needed adult Imaginary Numbers first so that they could be born more effectivley. We even have reports of a natural pregnancy between the Imaginary Numbers. But now that I've explained this lets come to an agreement. As well BLACKRUE stop announcing your power if we go to war you can demonstrate it upon them full force. And the weapons at this time we have such as the shield aren't invincible the bombs could fail easily since we haven't tested them. And the shield is like a normal energy shield it will take awhile to break through however and the Omega Molecule has no effect on M.I.D.A.S."

Arkor: "Hazel wait. What happened? Can I assist?"

Hazel looked into the eyes of Arkor...

"There was an insadent on the Reken border, the details are still a bit sketchy, but one of our ships has been wiped out. It looks like it was one of yours that did it, but at this point it is hard to tell, I don't know what is going on down there now, wish I could say more"

She looked down at her shoes for a moment and then turned once again to leave, should she tell him about Christac's Head of State being on board...

No, there was a time and place for this information, but for now she needed to get to the Reken border somehow. She was not a fighter, but she could help somehow.

Saerat washed up on the beach, and looked around, "where was he?", he picked up his mobile only to find...

"Ha!" He shouted, as he pulled out a fish.

Limping he made his way inland not knowing exactly what he would find.

OOC Maybe I should start a fantasy

Transmission to Dratheria

Mercer: "Archon move the Hrimfaxi to defend the Head of State of Christac. take him and his crew aboard and give them proper quarters then submerge and wait for further orders."

End Transmission

Arkor: "I will assist you we'll take a Cube. No inncoent blood will be shed."

OOC: This thread was fun and amusing for a while, but now it's gotten to the point of having absolutely no clearly defined direction. I'm out. I've got better threads to pay attention to.

Oh, and I serious suggest you look at the "book" that Sigrun gave to you. With that, you might be able to salvage any sort of decent reputation you might have left...

But, as always, I will leave fairly:

IC:
Sigrun stood up, raising his hands, "I've had it. You lot are incompetent to simply talk things over."

To the leader of Dratheria, he spoke, "At least one of you has a straight head on your shoulders..."

To Calin and Kazar, he spoke, "I apologize for you feeling the need to join this silly little conference. Nevertheless, why don't we leave and chat things over in Tarlachia?"

He didn't want for a response as he departed...

Transmission to Reken and Dratheria

Mercer: "All forces stand down the war will not commence. And Admiral have the surviviors of Christac transported back to their homeworld via the YF-2400s. I expect to know exactly what happened."

End transmission

Arkor: "Hazel it's over maybe we could compare religous ideals another time."

Hazel looked at Arkor...

"I would be happy to she said" she smiled "I have to go now, many lives need praying for, but I know that are paths will cross again someday"

She walked outside before turning round...

"You know that trip on the cube you offered me... well I would love to see one if that offer is still on the table"

Meanwhile...

The Christac forces still have Reken surrounded, but cease fire is in effect at this time, and we are hoping to see peace in the near future.

OOC Hay, you wanna set up a fantasy thread?

OOC: Sure

Saerat sitting on the cliff was tired and hungury, it had been a good day sinse he was stranded here...

He looked up and saw a number of Dratherian cubes around the sky.

Not knowing what to do he ran as fast as he could limping.

He found a cave and slumped down on the cold ground.

He went in and out of consanceness (ooc - I know its spelt wrong before someone mentions it)

He woke up and heard voices outside the cave. He was scared, he reached for his pistol, and pointed it at the entrance. He loaded and was ready...

April walked into the cave, just dodging a shot that came flying past her.

"that was one hell of a bad shot sir, you must be pretty damn tired"

Searat laughed, April picked him up with the assistance of other soldiers and lifted him to a big boat, with the name Hrimfaxi on the side.

Saerat was too tired to comment, as he was lifted aboard.

When he woke he was back in his beloved Christac.

OOC: Sure

OOC - Want me to start one, I'll call it Past Empires Fantasy RP

OOC
The Cubes are Large Borg spaceships shaped like Cubes they do not belong to Dratheria they were lent to us by BLACKGRUE. And sure that sounds good what is it about

Well, this was a crock of shit.

why

OOC - I would like to remind all players that there is still a war possibility and a peace talk still going on, just incase anyone forgot :)

OOC

How can there be the other side said this was over.

OOC - There were about 6 nations involved in this. Christac has dropped out, as have about 2 more, but there are still others.

OOC- However the two other nations were the most powerful with my allies to make a move against us without them would be foolish considering how hard my nation has worked ot avoid war

If you ask me, I think cloning should not even be considered......why creat exact copies of other human beings....nothing good comes from it.....in the end bad things could come from this.

Shalamar shook her head. Things were not going well at all and her efforts seemed totally wasted. And the Last Deadly Sin, Wrath, had availed herself of all the patience she cared to exert.

"What you will do, you will do. Wage war if you chose, or not. I came at the behest of my friends, who were supporting Tarlachia. I refuse to waste more of my time."

Lithely she turned, stepped into shadow and was gone

If you ask me, I think cloning should not even be considered......why creat exact copies of other human beings....nothing good comes from it.....in the end bad things could come from this.

The Borg Queen looked thoughtfully for a moment. "You silly individuals... this is all your fault for not embracing a mindset where there is no deviation."

Calin chuckles.

"At least I don't need to give myself a regular oiling to keep my joints working. I'm going home but I'll leave you this little token."

Calin placed his hand upon the table and rolled two small objects towards the Borg Queen. Without another word he promptly left the building, entered the jump-jet and departed. The two objects now at the Borg Queen's feet were two AA batteries.

OOC: I'm out, too much bollocks for my likings. And since when did this become a talk about Borg clones?

The borg queen laughed once again at the misconceptions of her race. They arn't entirely synthetic, but if they were they wouldn't be in this conversation in the first place... interesting conundrum.