NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This is my first post in RP, so I'm not completely certain this is in the right place or anything... help would be appreciated, if there is need

IC: President Ibram Stardust sat down behind the desk. It was a nice desk, not too big, but not small, very ornate but not gaudy, very solid but not heavy. He spun slowly in the chair for a moment, then surveyed his desk. There, between the framed picture of David Bowie, his personal hero and idol, and the photograph of his wife Carolina, was the document.

It wasn’t a big packet; it wasn’t flashy or even densely typed. But within its five pages of text was the most important decision his fledgling nation had ever faced. Up until now Ibramia (named in his honour by the all-too-nice founding congress) had kept to itself, only associating with nearby states, but after having been elected the local UN Delegate, Ibramia had no choice but to leap headlong into international politics.

Careful not to smudge his delicate makeup, Ibram smoothed his hair down, then poofed it up with a flick of his wrist. It needed a trim, but Ibram trusted nobody but his close friend and stylist Yitzhak to cut it – And Ibram had too much to do anyway.

With mere weeks under his belt as leader of a nation, he already had to make his biggest decision as president. With no established embassies or even diplomatic ties of any sort, Ibramia had no enemies… but no allies. That had to be rectified. Not knowing whether he was doing the right thing or not, he touched the pen to the paper and left a dark green river of ink, ending with his signature seven-pointed star.

I’ve sure come a long way from a Maryland Bowie cover bar-band…But will they remember me for my music or my politics?

That night, the word went out. Ibramia wanted diplomatic ties, and was ripe for the plucking like an apple on a tree.

Premier Siudzin recieved the news that Ibramia was at last removing itself from isolation with suprise and pleasure, although he knew little of it's policies or government, he did know that Sovistan was in ruin, and needed any friends it could get. Ibramia's move was a perfect chance to forge a new alliance- something Sovistan had not done in the decade since its formation out of the rubble of the monarchy that had preceded it.
Siudzin had his secretary write out a reply to be sent by telegram.

President Stardust STOP

The People's Republic of Sovistan is glad to hear of Ibramia's wish to establish diplomatic ties STOP We haven't much to offer in trade other than lead and steel, but we feel an alliance would be beneficial for our nations' security STOP It is unwise for nations as small as ours to be isolated on the world stage STOP

Sincerely, Premier Siudzin STOP

OOC: First RP post here too. So you know, my nation is Communist, and has a potentially harmful atmosphere from being chemically bombed in the past and because of it's rampant, polluting industry in lead and steel.

"Well, that took hardly any time at all!" Ibram declared to nobody in particular. Without even a secretary yet, Ibram set to work composing a swift reply to Sovistan's telegram

Dear Comrade Premier STOP
Ibramia is pleased to accept a diplomatic alliance on trial terms STOP We have goods and services that we will be happy to trade freely STOP We also are pleased to announce that Ibrami scientists have already volunteered to work with Sovistan' scientists on helping the alarming state of the local environment STOP

President Stardust

Premier Siudzin was pleased at the reply, but doubted much could be done to preserve the environment. He pushed the thought out of his mind, and dictated a reply.

President Stardus STOP

Overjoyed at your agreement, and offer to help our nation STOP Should you require any lead or steel for construction purposes, we will be happy to provide STOP We look forward to a mutually beneficial arrangement between our nations STOP

Premier Siudzin

Siudzin thought for a moment, then had his secretary add another line at the end of the telegram.

NB Any science personnel working in open air in Sovistan are strongly advised to wear protection STOP Gasmasks STOP

Ibram picked up the handset of the Big Red Phone for the first time, and started to dial.

No tone.

Cursing, Ibram kicked his desk, stood up, and called out into the hallway, "Honey! The phones are out again!"

A moment later, his wife had worked her technical magic on the phone system, and Ibram got through to Sovistan's Central Government office. After ten or fifteen minutes trying to convince the operator that he really, honestly was a President, he was patched through to Siudzin's office. After repeating the process with the secretary, Ibram was finally put on hold for another ten minutes, then finally he heard....

"We're sorry, but the call could not be completed as dialed. Please hang up, and try the call again"

With another muted swear, Ibram finally resigned to scribbling down another telegram to be sent.We would like to request the purchase of the raw material for ten F-16s and fifty M1A2 tanks, to help stimulate your economy and to provide for the defense of Ibramia STOP

P.S. what say you to a hotline?

And with that, Ibram followed his wife upstairs and turned in for the night. He'd be sure to check his answering machine in the morning.

The Right Honourable William Mason was always interested in forging new relationships between the Empire and the various other nations of the world; and was pleased as his secretary walked in with documents about a nation called Ibramia

"Ibramia, what on earth is that name for a nation,"

"I wouldn't know sir, however, I what I do know is that they are interested in forging diplomatic ties with other nations, perhaps the Empire could benefit."

William certainly thought things through very carefully before doing anything - that had been his specialty in the 22 years that he had been a minister of the Empire. He then took out a black pen and proceeded to write the following letter

Dear Mr. President Ibram Stardust,

The Empire has heard about your desire to forge diplomatic ties with the nations of the world. The Empire is always interested in forging diplomatic ties which can lead to bigger and greater things, such as trade opportunities that will benefit both our nations. We in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs have set aside a couple of stories in King Ptolemy Tower should you need it for an embassy or any other post.

We would also love to export our Beef-Based products to your nation, and would be pleased to know if you are interested. If you are interested in any further trade deals, it would be best to contact the Rt. Hon. Anna Morgan, our Minister of Trade and Customs.

The Empire hopes that this is the beginning of a new and prosperous era for both our nations

The Right Honourable William Mason
Minister of Foreign Affairs
Nationalist MP for Alexandria West

(OOC: This is my first RP post as well. I was going to make a similar "beginning" post like the creator but he beat me to it. I figure I might as well get started by jumping in an existing plot. :) )

Brief historic background: The Theocracy of Northern Arcology recently changed its name from the Federation of Northern Arcology. Its previous government was solely interested in promoting an ultra-free liberal nation however it was overthrown following a series of poorly planned decisions and replaced by a religious leadership. In the time since, the government has destroyed civil and political rights and has unified the theocracy into a powerhouse of religious fervor and government manipulation of the population.

The Northern Arcology had recently broke the milestone of 100 Million citizens. The Holy Commander "C. Edwards" had recently wrestled control of the government from his sinning father "Prime Minister C. Edwards, Sr" and was beginning the great changes to reshape his arcology. The populace were taught the ways of the Lord and industrial growth was promoted by the damming of nearby rivers and the collection of vast gold deposits in West Salmon Lake. Now, the next step was to bring about an era of public relations and international growth, far surpassing that of the regional trade performed by the former government.

Accessing the global communications net, Edwards prepared a message for the President of Ibramia.

Greetings from Northern Arcology, Mr. President Stardust,

The Theocratic nation of Northern Arcology has received word of you desire to find new allies and trade partners. We too, are seeking to do the same and believe we may be of mutual benefit to each other as allies and friends. We are the appointed delegate of our region, "The Socialist States of America," and so have been assigned the duty in handling all public relations.

Beware however, you may hear strange rumours about our nation. We recently overthrew our ineffective government and have replaced it with one of religion and love for God. Please note that we do not seek to spread the Word beyond our own borders and unless you request it, you need not fear us invading your nation with our religious beliefs.

We have many resources which may be of interest to you. Our urban centers are not regular cities. Instead, we found a way to maximize population capacity while taking up very little space by building domed arcologies surrounded by farmland and industry. Our city dwellers live in habitat domes that have clear sun, controlled heat and fresh air, without the smog of heavily industrialized cities. If you would like, I can forward schematics of our arcologies for your review. We can offer you access to our medical, military and industrial research so that you may improve the productivity and security of your own nation. We are also mineral rich and have industrial sectors dedicated to constructing large quantities of specialized alloys and gasses, useful for high grade projects. We will be furthering the expansion of our industry and economy and hope that you will take our hand in friendship so that we may protect each other from the powerful threats that surround our borders, and ensure that our citizens have the best possible lifestyle that we can offer them.

Yours truly,
C. Edwards
The Holy Commander of Northern Arcology