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These rules apply to any craft capable of being used as a means of transportation by water operating on the high seas and in all connected waterways navigable by sea going vessels. Any nation that does not abide by these rules are not entitled to any of the benefits that this charter sets forth and are subject to the consequences which it states.

Article #1: During peace time, an unprovocted attack on a merchant vessel is in violation of International Law.

Article #1a: All nations shall place an embargo on all trade to the aggressor nation.

Article #2: All nations shall abide by International Fishing Laws regarding seasons and catch limits to ensure the return of populations each year.

Article #3: An International search, rescue and ice patrol organization is formed.

Article #3a: Each nation must allow this organization to place a rescue base on their soil if required.

Article #3b: The services of the newly formed international search and rescue organization are available to all nations who have abided by the laws.

Issue #4: In the interest of free trade no nation may charge more port fees to a foreign vessel than they would a domestic vessel of similar construction and payload.

Ozymandias IV will hold the next conference to discuss new laws and amendments.

The Republic of Ozymandias IV will send a delegate to the conference.

Please advise us of the date, time and location.

"Maritime Conference eh... Time to show other nations a little bit of our muscle..."

A delegate will be sent via destroyer. Please notify us of the date, time and place of this meeting.

We at Kihameria have just recently set sail with our first ship built in Kihameria,{link to thread : http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2083885&highlight=#2083885 } and we would like to send a reresentitive to this conferance.

an aracan deligation will arive soon with one of each of the aracan warships for you to veiw we could pledge 1 of our three fleets to the safty of the sea the aracan ships can be veiwed here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=88347&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0)

We will send a delegate.

A delegate from the USIH will be sent via Learjet. Security for him/her will be heavy because we are currently at war.

Tokarev is a small nation, albeit with a large naval force. We will send a delegate on one of our newly commissioned Arbalan-class Supercarriers.





OOC: If you wish to know more about our navy, just T-Gram me and I can send you stats, pictures, and the exact numbers of my navy.

We would like to attend as we have a storefont that sells cruise ships {here-http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=78356} We will send the president of Newport Ships INC. To visit in the S.S Alpha (a prime example of our ships) When should we arrive?

Bump and you can give this stamp http://www.3dap.com/hlp/contest/awards/gou-stamp.jpg to all the ships you like and that are safe.

I will send minster of Maritime Services to this meeting.

A delegate from Stone River will be sent to the conference. He will be arriving on one of our Iowa-Class Battleships, the CSR Braxton Bragg.

"The Incorportated States of The Arctic Tundra will gladly send a delegate to the conference. This is a good way to boost our economy."

Pres. Pavel Chekov
ISTAT

bUmP

We will send our Maritime Director to attend this conference.

OOC: RP started, all posts from now on must be in charachter unless otherwise stated

IC: Seated at the Head Table of the Convention Center is the Port Neptune Harbormaster. To his left are his two highest advisors the Port Captain and Port Engineer and on his right are Admiral Ryan and Commodore Fitzpatrick the two highest ranking military officers in the Port.

The S.S Alpha finally arrives in the port on Port Neptune. John Doe (the president of Newport Inc.) gets off the ship and walks off to the convention center nd sits down. So far he is the first visitor but he might be wrong. He opens up his wine and waits.

The S.S Alpha finally arrives in the port on Port Neptune. John Doe (the president of Newport Inc.) gets off the ship and walks off to the convention center nd sits down. So far he is the first visitor but he might be wrong. He opens up his wine and waits.

The Harbormaster invites John Doe over to the head table. He has heard alot about the Kurlej shipping industry and feels that they be represented at the head table.

Harbormaster: "So I see that you are re-selling the tugs you purchased from us?"

The winds ruffled the crisp suit of Supreme Chancellor Marcus Flavius of Aramar as he stood at the bow of a Barracuda-class patrol boat called the Valaria. His briefcase was at his feet, and he gripped the front rail of the ship, out in the wind and the cold air, quite contrary to the opinions and pleadings of his secret service agents. They stood, hands clasped in front of them, earpieces in position, always alert at all sides of the ship. Though it was a small ship, the Aramarian government believed it would be best to arrive in a ship associated more of peace then of war. To arrive in an aircraft carrier (of which Aramar had recently aquired two) would be, simply put, a bragging statement of power. The Senate of the Federation of Aramar had agreed that a patrol ship was better.

"Sir, we are five minutes from arrival, the captain requests that you take your position inside to protect your person."

Flavius sighed, and nodded slightly without turning around. The aid bowed, though Flavius was oblivious to it, and walked back into the warmth of the bridge through a flight of stairs. The Chancellor looked for one brief moment into the waves, then turned and entered the bridge, waving off the crisp military salutes of the officers and standing behind the captain.

"Five minutes, sir."

"So I've heard, captain. Have any other ships arrived?"

"One so far, sir; arrived on a cruise ship about fifteen minutes ago."

Flavius grinned slightly.

"Already outclassed, captain?"

The captain reddened.

"...aye, sir."

"Oh, no we we are selling our own tugs. But if you believe it's too much the same as yours we will pay 750 million if you continue to sell them. Would you like some wine?"

OOC- This won't turn into a war right?

Our nation will send the Gold Bureaucrat for Maritime Affairs, Ronald Smith, to the summit.

The McLeodian Navy will dispatch its SCPG flagship, the MSF Monitor, along with the Foerign Minister and the Captain of the Monitor, Jules Hilton.

As the small patrol craft drifts along, beneath it the sea is calm. All of a sudden, a large bubble can be seen racing along, and then we see, inside the bubble, the MSF Monitor. Her graceful lines betrayed by the sheer size of the submarine, and the awesome roar of the rocket engines behind.

"Finally" said Hilton, "A way to show off the power of the navy"

The winds ruffled the crisp suit of Supreme Chancellor Marcus Flavius of Aramar as he stood at the bow of a Barracuda-class patrol boat called the Valaria. His briefcase was at his feet, and he gripped the front rail of the ship, out in the wind and the cold air, quite contrary to the opinions and pleadings of his secret service agents. They stood, hands clasped in front of them, earpieces in position, always alert at all sides of the ship. Though it was a small ship, the Aramarian government believed it would be best to arrive in a ship associated more of peace then of war. To arrive in an aircraft carrier (of which Aramar had recently aquired two) would be, simply put, a bragging statement of power. The Senate of the Federation of Aramar had agreed that a patrol ship was better.

"Sir, we are five minutes from arrival, the captain requests that you take your position inside to protect your person."

Flavius sighed, and nodded slightly without turning around. The aid bowed, though Flavius was oblivious to it, and walked back into the warmth of the bridge through a flight of stairs. The Chancellor looked for one brief moment into the waves, then turned and entered the bridge, waving off the crisp military salutes of the officers and standing behind the captain.

"Five minutes, sir."

"So I've heard, captain. Have any other ships arrived?"

"One so far, sir; arrived on a cruise ship about fifteen minutes ago."

Flavius grinned slightly.

"Already outclassed, captain?"

The captain reddened.

"...aye, sir."

Captain Sanderson: "get ready to dip that ensign! the supreme chancellor's patrol boat is coming. We wouldn't want the commodore to think we forgot to salute a foreign dignitary in his absence"

At that the seaman hurried up to the fly bridge of the helicopter carrier Olympus and awaited to execute his order

John Doe is alone so he gets up and leaves the center to get some fresh air. Suddenly he spots the patrol ship off the coast and continues watching it so that ship wouldn't dare parking near the S.S Alpha

"Oh, no we we are selling our own tugs. But if you believe it's too much the same as yours we will pay 750 million if you continue to sell them. Would you like some wine?"

OOC- This won't turn into a war right?

Harbormaster: It is just that you purchased 50 Trident tugs from the Port Neptune Shipyard and are now selling your own Neptune's Trident Tugs. It seems that you are not only stealing our technology but also our name.

OOC: This is a peaceful conference to discuss merchant shipping. I would prefer no talk of war

"Conn, Sonar. We have a confirmed contact on the S.S Alpha, a large cruise ship. Other contacts include a small patrol boat, a few tugs, a helicopter-carrier, and other boats of varying design."

"Helm, Conn, bring us alongside the S.S Alpha, then surface next to her. We'll give them something to worry about." said Hilton.


The large ship slowed, and came to a stop next to the S.S Alpha, before surfacing rapidly, a Nimitz-sized subamrine suddenly appearing next to the cruise liner.

"One minute to docking, sir."

Flavius merely nodded, and looked out of the bridge window to see the port spread out before him (OOC: I hope there is a port...lol). He saw a helicopter carrier off to the left, and began planning how he was going to convince the Senate that the Navy needed a couple. He grinned again, more to himself than anything else. Politics were merely a way to complicate simple decisions; he was excited that his administration was the first in Aramar to actually make something good happen out of it, for he had passed the Military Creation act through the Senate--with an amazing lopsided vote of 146-4-- that had granted the Chancellor and his Council (fifteen individuals that were elected from the Senate, which in turn was made up with five delegates from each city state) the ability to create a military apart from the blunderings of the Senate.

The captain muttered a command to an ensign, who saluted and trotted onto the deck. A few seconds later, the majority of the crew was assembled on deck, hands held in a salute to the ships already at anchor. Marcus Flavius stepped out on deck, flanked closely by his secret service, who looked extremely cautious, even paranoid. He raised his hand in greeting to the helicopter carrier, which was around forty yards away.

John walks back to see the Harbormaster and his message.
"Then we shall take the ships off. And so this won't get out-of-hand have some 2 billion dollars. No orders shall be taken from that but we can still keep the Atlantis? And I do believe that should cover the orders that has been sent"

OOC- We just did a google search for it, didn't know it was yours.

Ronald Smith sailed in on the nation's diplomatic yacht. On the bridge, the Captain motioned to the radio operator. "This is the C.D.Y. Pax Pacis, carrying the Gold Bureaucrat for Maritime Affairs from the Confederacy of Derreva. We request permission to dock.

Ronald Smith sailed in on the nation's diplomatic yacht. On the bridge, the Captain motioned to the radio operator. "This is the C.D.Y. Pax Pacis, carrying the Gold Bureaucrat for Maritime Affairs from the Confederacy of Derreva. We request permission to dock.

Port Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune. Do you require Tug assistance? If not you are clear to dock at Pier 45."

A hatch on the top of the battlecarrier opened, revealing a large transport craft.


"Port Neptune, this is MSF Monitor Typhoon flight calling. request permission to land. Two on board, both attending the conference"

John goes out seeing that visitors have arrived and watched the now busy port being filled with guests. He continues watching the battleships and carriers showing their might.

John walks back to see the Harbormaster and his message.
"Then we shall take the ships off. And so this won't get out-of-hand have some 2 billion dollars. No orders shall be taken from that but we can still keep the Atlantis? And I do believe that should cover the orders that has been sent"

OOC- We just did a google search for it, didn't know it was yours.

Harbormaster: "That will not be necessary. All I require is your assurance that you are not stealing our designs and a name change"

"No, we are a medium-sized diplomatic yacht. No tug assistance will be required." The radio operator turned to the captain. "We are requested to dock at Pier 45."

The captain turned to the helmsman and said, "Take us to Pier 45, Helm."

A hatch on the top of the battlecarrier opened, revealing a large transport craft.


"Port Neptune, this is MSF Monitor Typhoon flight calling. request permission to land. Two on board, both attending the conference"

Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune. You have permission to land on the Helicopter Carrier Olympus."

He returns back in seeing that no more guests should come for a while.
"Very well, the ship has now been tooken off market and a new tug should be put up. But I urge you too take the 75 million. We insist."

The Valaria slowed slightly as the helm officer brought speed down. The captain got on the radio with the harbormaster.

"This is the ANS Valaria, requesting an open pier. Is there one available in close proximity, harbor?"

The craft banks towards the helicopter carrier, clearly too large for the job at hand, designed for transporting troops not diplomats. It touches down briefly, unloads the two men and four RPU bodyguards, then returns to the Monitor

The Valaria slowed slightly as the helm officer brought speed down. The captain got on the radio with the harbormaster.

"This is the ANS Valaria, requesting an open pier. Is there one available in close proximity, harbor?"

Dispatcher: "request approved, you may dock at pier 46"

John Doe still sits, almost out of wine and is now being bored to death. So he walks out once again to see the ships and wondering if he should buy some from the nations so he can add them to his store. So far nothing has been seen that interests him. He slowly continues walking but one of the larger ships traveling hit him with one of it's waves. He walks back into his ship to change.

The craft banks towards the helicopter carrier, clearly too large for the job at hand, designed for transporting troops not diplomats. It touches down briefly, unloads the two men and four RPU bodyguards, then returns to the Monitor

The group is greeted by the captain who escorts them to the side port where they board the Presidential Yaught which takes them to the main pier. At the pier a two 2003 Lincoln Town cars await to take them to the convention center.

Captain:"We are sorry for the inconvenience but for security reasons we can not allow aircraft around the convention center"

John (now in new clothes) "Stupid ships, stupid waves, and stupid water." He walks out once again and enters his car to head back to the convention center.

"Thank you, harbor. Valaria out."

The captain expertly steered the craft to the proper dock, helm slowing the motion of the ship so it stopped precisely at the right angle. The gangway extended, and four Aramarian sailors disembarked first, carrying antiquated single shot rifles for decoration only (in the event of a battle they were more of a liability). The Supreme Chancellor disembarked next, closely surrounded by four secret service agents, all carrying concealed weapons and wearing earpieces through which they were notified to possible threats. Inside the ship, behind one of the windows, a sniper aiming an M-24 scanned the crowds and rooftops, watching for a possible threat. The Chancellor's hard line on terror had created him many enemies, and it never hurt to be careful. Also on the ship, but more obvious, were two sailors with binoculars and radios, who also scanned the crowd.

Flavius walked briskly forwards, past the crowd control barriers and to the delegation awaiting him. He extended his hand and smiled a friendly, broad grin, aware as always of the news cameramen and photographers on all sides.

OOC: Can Port Neptune make a delegation? It would be swell. :wink:

when he finally arrives he thought he might as well look around Port Neptune. He was amazed at the many beautiful beaches and syscrapers. He thought he might as well make a summer home here.

Look out for things that go :!: BUMP :!: in the night...

Yea those things are BUMPalistic.

"Thank you, harbor. Valaria out."

The captain expertly steered the craft to the proper dock, helm slowing the motion of the ship so it stopped precisely at the right angle. The gangway extended, and four Aramarian sailors disembarked first, carrying antiquated single shot rifles for decoration only (in the event of a battle they were more of a liability). The Supreme Chancellor disembarked next, closely surrounded by four secret service agents, all carrying concealed weapons and wearing earpieces through which they were notified to possible threats. Inside the ship, behind one of the windows, a sniper aiming an M-24 scanned the crowds and rooftops, watching for a possible threat. The Chancellor's hard line on terror had created him many enemies, and it never hurt to be careful. Also on the ship, but more obvious, were two sailors with binoculars and radios, who also scanned the crowd.

Flavius walked briskly forwards, past the crowd control barriers and to the delegation awaiting him. He extended his hand and smiled a friendly, broad grin, aware as always of the news cameramen and photographers on all sides.

OOC: Can Port Neptune make a delegation? It would be swell. :wink:

OOC: The 5 highest ranking officals are already at the convention center, will you settle for a diplomatic liason and a navy Lt.?

when he finally arrives he thought he might as well look around Port Neptune. He was amazed at the many beautiful beaches and syscrapers. He thought he might as well make a summer home here.

Every single home in Port Neptune is waterfront.

A single Naga class Catamaran Cruiser sped its way toward Port Neptune. Onboard the Balena was Ambassador Salvatore Dorrino.

"Port Neptune, this is MM Balena of the Agrigentian Navy, do we have permission to come ashore? We have diplomatic cargo", said the communications officer, in a radio message to the port authorities.

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A single Naga class Catamaran Cruiser sped its way toward Port Neptune. Onboard the Balena was Ambassador Salvatore Dorrino.

"Port Neptune, this is MM Balena of the Agrigentian Navy, do we have permission to come ashore? We have diplomatic cargo", said the communications officer, in a radio message to the port authorities.

Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune, you have permission to dock. There will be Longshoreman at pier 47 to assist you"

**it's dark as the aracan fleet pulls into veiw of port neptune possibly one of the biggest and most important ports on the globe at the head of the fleet the ASS dromadary a type 23 frigate and flagship for the second fleet carrying admral Carrot to the cofrence**

<bzz tap tap> "land siteded sir" came the voice of a PO stood on the bow with binoculars <bzz>

the duty officer lt robinson sat up in his seat. "sanders go wake the captain and the admral," a fat loking PO stood to attension gave a sloppy salute and walked out. lt Robinson looked around the room with a hopless look in his eyes as if tho say why did he get landed in my wach but then continued "contact the port athoratie, ask permison for us to dock and a cople of the ausilarys to come in to resuply the fleet there are alot of peppole coming to this confrence we cant take up top muchspace in the dock"

the CPO on the comms pannel turned around and began to transmit the message as the other ships dropped there anchor the ASS dromadry ,followed slowly by two ausilary ships, spead towards the harbour mouth

The Feline delegate, a diplomat named Fluffy Rovan, pulled up in a Catnip Class Corvette, and headed towards the dock. She got off with three bodyguards. They mounted their segways, and headed off to the conference center.

~one,single Aegis class ship is seen just coming in to the port,mostly unarmed save a few handguns for the crew,but the newly built Kihamerian Aegis cruiser pulls into dock and anchors down a tall man in somewhat ornate clothes steps off the ship and onto the dock escorted by one bodyguard. he makes his way to the conferance room,and when he arrives he politely asks his bodyguard to stay behind at the door.~

{OOC:sorry if i went to fast,but i wasnt able to get on last night so i kind-of made up for it.}

The CEo returns back to the center seeing a guest has arrived. he offers him a cup of wine.

The CEo returns back to the center seeing a guest has arrived. he offers him a cup of wine.

*the man polietly takes the wine and sips it*"thank you,sir"*he says in a firm voice*

"Your welcome. don't worry it ain't poisoned. If it was I would be dead by now." He sips his wine once again. "Where is everybody? I wonder if they're stuck in traffic?"

*the man smiles and chuckles*"i doubt anyone is stuck in traffic,but maybe they are just somewhat slower travellers,or travel longer distance ?,but i doubt teh wine is poisoned"*he takes another sip of the wine*"im just not used to drinking wine lately,i have been on a diet. but this little vacation free's me from the diet's cluthces"*the man chuckles again*

"Yea, that's why I go on vacation. But if you like my cruise ship has Light Wine. Slightly healthier and tastes the same." He takes another sip. "Maybe they are just sight-seeing. This place is quite nice."

"yeah,probably but i can only stay for a maximum of 5 days,i have to overlook the production of the Kihamerian navy,and i would like to get home before sunday,for Relegious reasons."

"Yes, I can stay here for 6 days. I have to return back to my building to make sure everything is in place." *His celphone rings* (Yello?)(Sir we got a massive order.)(What do they want?)(They want a custom paridise, 44 Atlantis tugs, and 4 S.S alphas.)(That many!?)(Yes.)(Tell him it might take a while, I'm at lunch)(Very well sir)*Hangs up* "Now where was I?" Sips wine.

The destroyer Fireblade just arrived in time for the delagation to begin. She requests a place to dock so that the delegate, Mary Whitmore, can disembark.

"I can stay here as long as needed" said Rovan through her Cat-to-Human Languages translation collar.

"Really?"

The Catamaran slid gracefully into port. When it came to a rest a hatch opened on its RAM roof, a hatch carefully hidden from the outside. Ambassador Dorrino stepped out of the cruiser and made his way carefully down the slick deck of the ship, avoiding slightly less carefully hidden VLS and covered gun platforms.

When he was finally off the vessel he met the man sent to greet him.

"Ciao, I am Sgri. Dorrino, from Agrigento"

OOC: Port Neptune, that is perfect, what you said back on page three. :D

~a submarine surfaces at the limit of international waters~

RADIO TRANSMISSION:
Republic of Ozymandias IV Submarine Wolf requests permission to dock. We will sail into harbour above water with running lights on as required by international conventions. Please advise.

Captain to ship's crew:
All right lads, turn out smartly now. Once we land Secretary of State Merek II, you'll all have 48 hours shore leave in the flesh pots of Port Neptune.

"Sir, we are in range."

"Aye, send message to the harbor master that we have a delegate onboard from the Nation of Phyrric to attend the conference and ask for authorization to moor."

"message sent from radio room, sir. Awaiting reply."

message as follows:

This is PRN CVN 96 Praetisa. We have an ambassador onboard that is requesting audience attendance at this conference. Permission to moor and have a port of call for liberty not to exceed 4 days.

*shrugs and a little while after the manwith the celphone left,he went to go look around at the conferance building*

A sailboat comes in with the Brydog offical on board. Permission to enter we have government offcial onboard.

~a submarine surfaces at the limit of international waters~

RADIO TRANSMISSION:
Republic of Ozymandias IV Submarine Wolf requests permission to dock. We will sail into harbour above water with running lights on as required by international conventions. Please advise.

Captain to ship's crew:
All right lads, turn out smartly now. Once we land Secretary of State Merek II, you'll all have 48 hours shore leave in the flesh pots of Port Neptune.

Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune, You are clear to land at Pier 48"

"Sir, we are in range."

"Aye, send message to the harbor master that we have a delegate onboard from the Nation of Phyrric to attend the conference and ask for authorization to moor."

"message sent from radio room, sir. Awaiting reply."

message as follows:

This is PRN CVN 96 Praetisa. We have an ambassador onboard that is requesting audience attendance at this conference. Permission to moor and have a port of call for liberty not to exceed 4 days.

Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune, you have permission to dock at Pier 49"

A sailboat comes in with the Brydog offical on board. Permission to enter we have government offcial onboard.

Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune, You are clear to land at Pier 50"

john looks around outside. He sees many cars coming toward here. Apparently the guests have come.

The destroyer Fireblade just arrived in time for the delagation to begin. She requests a place to dock so that the delegate, Mary Whitmore, can disembark.
What about us?

The destroyer Fireblade just arrived in time for the delagation to begin. She requests a place to dock so that the delegate, Mary Whitmore, can disembark.
What about us?

Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune, you are clear to dock at pier 51"

OOC: my apologies i must have missed ur post on accident

OOC: Quite all right. With this many ships coming in, it's easy to miss a destroyer. Better give your lookouts glasses or binocs.

The Fireblade, with the help of a tug, docked at number 51. Once fully docked, Mary Whitmore disembarked and waved for a VIP taxi. SHe is a strong-willed young woman of 22, and loves the sea since she was a child. Her brown hair was like silk, and her brown eyes were as chocolate. Mary had on a beautiful, yet practical dress for the occasion. She is also a well-trained Jedi (her saber's on board the ship; or martial artist, if you choose), and woe to the guy that looks at her wrong.

OOC: Am I writing an RP or a love letter? :P

The taxi sped her to the place where the delegation was being held, and then she went inside.

John saw the taxi speeding down to the center. He continues watching until something caught his eye. A young girl steped out he offered to hold the door for the young lady.

"Why, thank you!" Mary said. "My name is Mary. What's your's?"

"My name is Doe, John Doe {insert James Bond music here} After you." Mary passed through the door and John closed it.

Im in! :D

I will send a deligate, please telegram me.

The large Iowa-class battleship entered the harbor, easily dwarfing the other cruise and military ships in the harbor, with the exception of the one aircraft carrier that was in the harbor.

"I thought for sure we would have the biggest at the conference," thought Secretary of Defense Ambrose Lee. He could have taken a smaller ship, and gotten here quicker. But hey, what better way to show off the pride of the small Stone River Navy?

The captain radioed the port authority. "Port Neptune, this is Commander Jim Jones, captain of the Stone River vessel CSR Braxton Bragg. Requesting permission to dock."

John leaves and calls in a taxi to take him to the pier. It's getting quite dark and he doesn't want to be in a hotel. The taxi takes him there until he's stuck in traffic.

OOC- This is getting boring. We really need to talk about ships. Because I'm getting bored and I'm sure other people are getting too. Port Neptune I think you should make this a closed RP.

The large Iowa-class battleship entered the harbor, easily dwarfing the other cruise and military ships in the harbor, with the exception of the one aircraft carrier that was in the harbor.

"I thought for sure we would have the biggest at the conference," thought Secretary of Defense Ambrose Lee. He could have taken a smaller ship, and gotten here quicker. But hey, what better way to show off the pride of the small Stone River Navy?

The captain radioed the port authority. "Port Neptune, this is Commander Jim Jones, captain of the Stone River vessel CSR Braxton Bragg. Requesting permission to dock."

Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune, you are cleared to dock at Pier 55"

Alright This RP is now closed except for special requests (do not post requests telegram me). Everybody start filing into the convention center.

OOC- Thank you.
IC- John's alarm starts beeping*yawn*"Man, finally time for the convention." He gets up, showers, puts on best clothes, and leaves.
"Okay men, I won't be back for the day, make sure the ship is in tip-top shape."

"Aye, sir!"

"Bye." He calls a taxi and heads for the center. When he finally arrives one of the men ask for a ticket. *Hands the guard a ticket.* The guard allows him to pass. When he finally reaches the center there seems t be a few cars. He walks in and sits down. There are few people here right now but he does see Mary.

OOC- Hey Coreworlds, you don't mind me using Mary in some of my posts?

*the Kihameiran diplomat/delegate hears an announcement that the convention is finnaly starting and sighs in relief and then he walks to the convention room and sits down*

"Aye, Kihameiran diplomat/delegate, I never was able to catch your name, so what is it?" He takes out his wine and pours it into a cup.

an few interns walk around and place agendas on each table. The 5 members of the Port Neptune government are still deep in discussion preparing for the conference.

He takes an agenda and reads through it. Apparently we are going to look at all the ships that weren't bought. Sadly his isn't in it. But it might be for tomorrows.

The small tugs helped muscle the Braxton Bragg into position next to the pier. Within a few minutes, the ship was tied in, and Secretary Lee walked down onto the pier. Ambrose Lee entered the Cadillac DeVille, and the motorcade pulled off. They had made it just in time, the conference was just getting ready to begin. The motorcade made its way to the convention center.

"Aye, Kihameiran diplomat/delegate, I never was able to catch your name, so what is it?" He takes out his wine and pours it into a cup.


"Ah,well my name is Marco Alexander,and yours ?"

"My name is John Doe." Takes a sip of wine "Is your ship in the agenda for today?"

"my ship ?"*chuckles a bit*"i wish i owned my own ship,but no i dont think so,it is just the first Kihamerian built modern ship so it is kind of a bit of history,and i am honored to sail on it"

The motorcade arrived at the convention center. Secretary Lee quickly signed in at the front desk, and made his way to the convention center. He found the table that was reserved for Stone River, and took his seat. It was right near the head Port Neptune table, no doubt thanks for the help his nation had provided for the hosts in their pirate problem. He opened his briefcase, and began to spread the appropriate documents about the table. He looked around, some the other delegates had arrived, and were already preparing and conversing. Lee waited for the conference to begin.

OOC: /me gives up waiting for the motorcade and gets there somehow, too bored to RP it.

IC:

Chancellor Flavius quickly exited the vehicle into a loose square of secret service agents. He waved and smiled at the press, knowing that those pictures would probably be the ones on the television and newspapers later that day and the next day, respectfully.

The door was opened to him, and he entered to find several delegates talking in low voices, and the delegate for Stone River already seated and gazing at his notes. Flavius shooed away his guards, who took positions at the entrance to the center, and walked over to the delegate, extending his hand.

"Marcus Flavius, Chancellor of the Federation of Aramar. I see you are from Stone River, but I don't recognize your face..."

Sending the chancellor to the conference, instead of a senator or cabinet member was by some a foolish move. But Aramarian political scientists recognized the true benefit of sending the leader of the country: Aramar would be shown to be a trustworthy country, and the exact and specific goals of the country would be more easily realized. The danger was worth the outcome, in the opinion of the Senate of Aramar.

"Really? I'm sure I would be honored. The ship I'm sailing on is the first S.S Alpha ever made, so I too feel some what honored." Takes another sip of wine. "I wonder when the conference begins?" notices a newly arrived guest. "Aye, Stone River delegate, what is your name? Do you also wish to have some wine?"

"ah"*looks over to teh stone river delegate and gets up,and then gets up and wlaks over to the delegate*"Hello sir"

"Ah, good evening everyone. I'm Ambrose Lee, Secretary of Defense for the Confederacy of Stone River. I came in on one of our Iowa-Class Battleships, the CSR Braxton Bragg. I am glad to be able to meet all of you."

"Welcome, now do you want that wine?"

The motorcade arrived at the convention center. Secretary Lee quickly signed in at the front desk, and made his way to the convention center. He found the table that was reserved for Stone River, and took his seat. It was right near the head Port Neptune table, no doubt thanks for the help his nation had provided for the hosts in their pirate problem. He opened his briefcase, and began to spread the appropriate documents about the table. He looked around, some the other delegates had arrived, and were already preparing and conversing. Lee waited for the conference to begin.

The Harbormaster gets up and heads over to Secretary Lee and shakes his hand.

Harbormaster: "How is your yaught doing?"

"I will gladly have some wine. Hello, harbormaster. President Davis has already taken the yacht on a trip, and he greatly enjoys it. We again thank you for delivering such a excellent gift to our nation. Stone River looks forward to working with Port Neptune again."

*gives wine to Ambrose Lee* 'You know I to sell yachts. quite nice, they are." Sips wine 'Harbormaster, what is first on our agenda?"

"I will gladly have some wine. Hello, harbormaster. President Davis has already taken the yacht on a trip, and he greatly enjoys it. We again thank you for delivering such a excellent gift to our nation. Stone River looks forward to working with Port Neptune again."

Harbormaster: "I hope you like your seating arrangement. I got you as close as possible to the front of the action. If there is anything you need just tell one of the interns and they will notify me right away."

At that the Harbormaster turns and returns to the head table. He whispers something to the others and the Port Captain and Port Engineer get up and start greeting the other guests.

*extends hand to Ambrose Lee*"nice to meet you sir "

Shakes hand with Harbormaster. "Now then is the conference begining? And what is first on our Agenda?"

Shakes hand with Harbormaster. "Now then is the conference begining? And what is first on our Agenda?"

Harbormaster: "We will first be discussing Issues already proposed, next the floor will be opened to new issues, and lastly the discussion of the possibility of an International Index for Merchant Ship Storefronts"

OOC: What do u guyz say start the engines and get this conference started?

"Good, will we also be checking out the other ships?"

OOC- Sure!

OOC: I have to get up early tomorrow to work, but I'll stay up as late as I can.

The Harbormaster gets up to the podium, fixes his tie and clears his throat. He taps the microphone gently to make sure it is on and begins to speak:

"I welcome you all to Port Neptune and the International Maritime Conference. Please enjoy our hospitality as we hope your stay here is as pleasurable as possible. We will be discussing and voting on various issues regarding the commercial shipping industry and adopting international laws which will be enforced by all signing nations. Our first issue involves the safety of our merchant fleets. The proposed law is as follows:
If during peace time there is an unprovocted attack on a merchant vessel, all nations signing this accord shall place an embargo on all trade to the aggressor nation. "

"I accept. Where is that signing thing anyway?" Takes a another sip.

"I accept. Where is that signing thing anyway?" Takes a another sip.

OOC: signing will take place after all issues are voted upon

"Stone River readily accepts this law."

"Ah, very well."

"Port Neptune votes in favor of this law"

OOC: lets give everybody else in attendance a chance to vote on this law and i'll post the next issue tommorow

OOC- Good idea, anyway I think i'm done with this one. See ya tomorrow. Now don't post anything important while I'm gone.

OOC: Ok, good. Now I don't have to stay up late on a work night.

ooc: sorry about late reply, kept getting "action cancelled, server not responding"

The carrier pulls into port, the crew lined up on the flight deck for briefing on this unexpected liberty port since the ambassador was flown to the carrier just two days ago.

After the motorcade was unloaded from the elevators which they were on by the cranes of the pier and the expected personnel departed the area, the bells sound on the loud-speaker, "Liberty Call, Liberty Call. Liberty Call for sections 1,3,4,5,6 to expire 11/16 at 0700 hours. Liberty Call."

...

The motorcade arrives at the designated spot and as the staff pours out of the vehicles, the people of importance that will be attending is Ambassador Johnson and Admiral Downsworth, the Commanding Officer of PRN Praetisa and the 19th Battle Fleet.

Guards post to secure the doors and the motorcade.

"From the Nation of Phyrric, we thank this opportunity to be a part of this signing and secure the International Waters for the safety of Commerce."

Johnson extends a hand to the delegate from Port Neptune.

"Where are the refreshments?" asks the Admiral as he is heading into the room to mingle

"sir we have still had no responce from the port"

**the ASS dromadary sat 1 mile off the port enterence ** the captain and the admral had gone back to there quaters to get redy and now left on the bridge was Lt robinson his, eyes now red rimmed, he was siping a cup of coffee and now the first Lt had come onto the bridge**

"call them again Chief" the chife turned back to his console but before he could send the message

<bzz "dromadary,dromadary this is aracas naval comand, aracas naval command over"
"naval command go ahead over"
"Lt robinson is to board a helicopter imediatly, a comand has opened in the rest of the second fleet over"
"dromadary understood over"
"naval command out" bzz>
the first Lt tuned to robinson and nodded.
"send another doking requst to port neptune, and someone go and wake a chopper crew"

(OOC:sorry i wasnt posting last night,i had to get off the computer)

*the man ponders for a bit then speaks*"Kihameria votes in favor of this law"

Alright the current tally is 4 votes in favor of the proposed issue

"sir we have still had no responce from the port"

**the ASS dromadary sat 1 mile off the port enterence ** the captain and the admral had gone back to there quaters to get redy and now left on the bridge was Lt robinson his, eyes now red rimmed, he was siping a cup of coffee and now the first Lt had come onto the bridge**

"call them again Chief" the chife turned back to his console but before he could send the message

<bzz "dromadary,dromadary this is aracas naval comand, aracas naval command over"
"naval command go ahead over"
"Lt robinson is to board a helicopter imediatly, a comand has opened in the rest of the second fleet over"
"dromadary understood over"
"naval command out" bzz>
the first Lt tuned to robinson and nodded.
"send another doking requst to port neptune, and someone go and wake a chopper crew"

Dispatcher: "Welcome to Port Neptune, your request is granted"

Flavius furrowed his brow as the issue was read and readily accepted by his peers. He stood, gathering his papers to him and clearing his throat.

"The Federation of Aramar would like to make it known that though we agree with the framers of this resolution, it is too vague to be signed by the representative of our country. Therefore, we propose the following amendments."

He looked down at his hastily scribbled notes and began speaking.

"One: That whether or not the attack was justified by addressed in a conference or meeting similar to this, including testimony and reasoning by the aggressor nation. Two: That the subsequent trade embargo be restricted to military and technology equipment; under no circumstances should agricultural products, such as food, be restricted in an embargo."

He took his seat again, and took a sip of water from his glass to wet his throat.

Flavius furrowed his brow as the issue was read and readily accepted by his peers. He stood, gathering his papers to him and clearing his throat.

"The Federation of Aramar would like to make it known that though we agree with the framers of this resolution, it is too vague to be signed by the representative of our country. Therefore, we propose the following amendments."

He looked down at his hastily scribbled notes and began speaking.

"One: That whether or not the attack was justified by addressed in a conference or meeting similar to this, including testimony and reasoning by the aggressor nation. Two: That the subsequent trade embargo be restricted to military and technology equipment; under no circumstances should agricultural products, such as food, be restricted in an embargo."

He took his seat again, and took a sip of water from his glass to wet his throat.

The Harbormaster turns to the Port Captain and they whisper to each other for a few moments. He then returns to the podium and speaks.

"As for the first proposed amendment we agree but an embargo on only military equipment we feel would not be a substantial enough punishment for such a hanus act."

Flavius sighed and sat back in his chair, obviously disgusted at having to play global politics.

"The problem with putting an embargo on everything, Harbormaster, is that the innocent civilians and downtrodden in the aggressor nation would be the first to be hurt by this plan. By restricting food imports into the country, their people would starve; though this may seem to solve the problem, it only intensifies their--as in the leaders-- hatred for both our countries, and it gives their people a reason to hate us."

The Chancellor looked at the Harbormaster and waited for his response.

OOC: I believe it is heinous. :wink:

Flavius sighed and sat back in his chair, obviously disgusted at having to play global politics.

"The problem with putting an embargo on everything, Harbormaster, is that the innocent civilians and downtrodden in the aggressor nation would be the first to be hurt by this plan. By restricting food imports into the country, their people would starve; though this may seem to solve the problem, it only intensifies their--as in the leaders-- hatred for both our countries, and it gives their people a reason to hate us."

The Chancellor looked at the Harbormaster and waited for his response.

OOC: I believe it is heinous. :wink:

Harbormaster: "The purpose of this law is to ensure the safety of peaceful merchant vessels engaged in international trade. The only way to deter any threats is to make the consequences so severe that no country would even think of commiting the act. Any country that would jepordize the lives of their citizens to attack a merchant vessel does not deserve to be in power. This law is not meant to be a punishment but a stern warning that that type of act will not be tolerated."

He backs from the podium and glances to his subordinates who give him an encouraging glare.

OOC- Thank you.
IC- John's alarm starts beeping*yawn*"Man, finally time for the convention." He gets up, showers, puts on best clothes, and leaves.
"Okay men, I won't be back for the day, make sure the ship is in tip-top shape."

"Aye, sir!"

"Bye." He calls a taxi and heads for the center. When he finally arrives one of the men ask for a ticket. *Hands the guard a ticket.* The guard allows him to pass. When he finally reaches the center there seems t be a few cars. He walks in and sits down. There are few people here right now but he does see Mary.

OOC- Hey Coreworlds, you don't mind me using Mary in some of my posts?

OOC: I don't mind, since our computer lab closed at 7. I'm not on all the time.

A small but weighty group of cruisers and destroyers, escorting two civilian luxury yachts, made out with Falasturian Flags down the sides, and accompanied by a small collection of gunboats draw to a slow halt a short distance from the Port Neptune harbour. A destroyer, two cruisers, the two yachts (and none of the gunboats) pull away from the increasingly slow-moving escort, headed for their allocated docks, and the two yachts both hoist both a Falasturian and a Port Neptunian flag at the tops of their masts. They speed up, trying to make up on lost time, slightly breaking their formation, but the Falasturian Maritime Director, standing on the bridge of the first yacht isn't slightly worried about appearances. In fact, as the harbour grows in the bridge deck windows, his face gets redder as he gets later.

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The Maritime Director half-runs into the Conference Room, accompanied by a small number of panting aides and Naval Personnel. The Director comes briefly to a stop, managing somehow to avoid being hit by the group behind him, who suddenly he has stopped. The Delegation take off their caps of various kinds as they are shown to their seats. The only noise from them is from the Director, who ushers a very embarrased and brisk,

"My apologies for our gross tardiness. There was a delay just as I left, a.....quite serious....dispute on our borders between a Merchant tanker vessel and a patrol boat of ours. It thought it was from elsewhere, and didn't have clearance....a most hideous error. But we are here now...."

OOC I really apologise...I couldn't get online to post for a couple of days....

OOC: LMAO "Port Neptunian"

OOC: LMAO "Port Neptunian"

OOC what do you call yourselves?

OOC: LMAO "Port Neptunian"

OOC what do you call yourselves?

OOC: never really thought of it but Port Neptunian sounds pretty good :lol:

Could someone give me a summary of what has happend since my last post?

Could someone give me a summary of what has happend since my last post?

yeah, that'd be helpful for me too....

Still wearied from the run from the docks to the Conference centre, The Maritime Director, looking over a quickly compiled minutes of what had happened said simply:

"Falastur will endorse this plan to embargo aggressive nations."

Could someone give me a summary of what has happend since my last post?

The first issue was proposed: If during peace time there is an unprovocted attack on a merchant vessel, all nations signing this accord shall place an embargo on all trade to the aggressor nation.

It received 4 votes in its favor (5 now because of Falastar's vote after you got here). Then Aramar proposed 2 amendmendments to the proposed law. The first was accepted the second is currently in an intense debate

John stands up
"I agree on both of the amendmendments. No country wants to be attacked if they don't give some food or water to the agressor nation. Also if the people starve what better are we then the agressor?"
He sits down and takes a drink of his wine.

John stands up
"I agree on both of the amendmendments. No country wants to be attacked if they don't give some food or water to the agressor nation. Also if the people starve what better are we then the agressor?"
He sits down and takes a drink of his wine.

Harbormaster: "Nobody is going to starve if they don't have their imported Kellogs Frosted Flakes, they will however grow alot of dissent against their government if they are stuck eating their own home grown generic brand Sugared Corn Parsels. No government is going to want to anger their own people for fear of losing the support of the majority, hence it is the perfect deterant."

"You just gave me an idea. Let's say a nation has a lot of allies. Continue sending ships with food and water and if you are at war with that nation poison the upplies. Now this is only idea which I don't like but still."

The Harbormaster gets up to the podium, fixes his tie and clears his throat. He taps the microphone gently to make sure it is on and begins to speak:

"I welcome you all to Port Neptune and the International Maritime Conference. Please enjoy our hospitality as we hope your stay here is as pleasurable as possible. We will be discussing and voting on various issues regarding the commercial shipping industry and adopting international laws which will be enforced by all signing nations. Our first issue involves the safety of our merchant fleets. The proposed law is as follows:
If during peace time there is an unprovocted attack on a merchant vessel, all nations signing this accord shall place an embargo on all trade to the aggressor nation. "

"A wise proposal. I agree on this one." Mary said.

Ok the current status of the voting for issue #1: If during peace time there is an unprovocted attack on a merchant vessel, all nations signing this accord shall place an embargo on all trade to the aggressor nation...
is as follows-

6 votes for the passing of the law

2 votes for the passing of the law with the proposed amendments: One: That whether or not the attack was justified by addressed in a conference or meeting similar to this, including testimony and reasoning by the aggressor nation. Two: That the subsequent trade embargo be restricted to military and technology equipment; under no circumstances should agricultural products, such as food, be restricted in an embargo.

0 votes against the law

The remaining 2 votes would have no effect on the outcome so this issue is passed without the amendments

Harbormaster: "Now moving on to issue #2. In the interest of free trade no nation may charge more port fees to a foreign vessel than they would a domestic vessel of similar construction and payload."

Ok the current status of the voting for issue #1: If during peace time there is an unprovocted attack on a merchant vessel, all nations signing this accord shall place an embargo on all trade to the aggressor nation...
is as follows-

6 votes for the passing of the law

2 votes for the passing of the law with the proposed amendments: One: That whether or not the attack was justified by addressed in a conference or meeting similar to this, including testimony and reasoning by the aggressor nation. Two: That the subsequent trade embargo be restricted to military and technology equipment; under no circumstances should agricultural products, such as food, be restricted in an embargo.

0 votes against the law

The remaining 2 votes would have no effect on the outcome so this issue is passed without the amendments

Phyrric votes 'aye' on amendments 1 and 2. There is still discussion on amendment 3 which the Ambassador addresses:

"In the interest of trade and commerce, the best ability here is to establish a Most Favored Nation. It is the sovereign rights of any Nation to impose any taxes or tariffs that is in the best interest for its own economy to do so. If a Nation is not on the MFN list for the trading with that Nation, then there is no need for an equality of fees and that Nation has every right to opt out of the trade or continue on with it. No Nation should be made to trade products with another when there are cheaper and more readily services elsewhere that meets the MFN status."

Marcus Flavius IV, Chancellor of Aramar, ran his hands through his hair, obviously agitated. What these countries were planning to do was...too awful to think. In their attempts to be "kind" and "friendly" they were spelling the death of millions of innocents...

With a sudden motion, Flavius stood from his chair, replaced all his papers in his briefcase, and closed it; his mind was made up. He bowed cordially to the other members of the conference.

"I regret to inform this august body that the Federation of Aramar is in on these talks no longer. In their desire for justice, the delegates have simply brought about death and destruction. I bid you all good day."

He turned and quickly stepped out of the room, where he was quickly flanked once again by his guards. The media crammed and crushed against the crowd-control barriers, microphones extended, attempting to catch a single phrase or word. Reporters spat question after question at the chancellor, who shrugged them off.

"Mr. Chancellor, what do you wish to say to the citizens of Aramar?"

The chancellor turned, and smiled slightly.

"God bless Aramar."

He posed for a moment in the same position as a myriad of flashes went off around him, then was ushered into the middle car of the motorcade. The door shut behind him and the motorcade was off, back to the docks. Immediately, television reporters began sending back their stories and simulcasting the news to the surrounding countries. This would definately make the evening news.

OOC: Sorry, double post...

Ok the current status of the voting for issue #1: If during peace time there is an unprovocted attack on a merchant vessel, all nations signing this accord shall place an embargo on all trade to the aggressor nation...
is as follows-

6 votes for the passing of the law

2 votes for the passing of the law with the proposed amendments: One: That whether or not the attack was justified by addressed in a conference or meeting similar to this, including testimony and reasoning by the aggressor nation. Two: That the subsequent trade embargo be restricted to military and technology equipment; under no circumstances should agricultural products, such as food, be restricted in an embargo.

0 votes against the law

The remaining 2 votes would have no effect on the outcome so this issue is passed without the amendments

Phyrric votes 'aye' on amendments 1 and 2. There is still discussion on amendment 3 which the Ambassador addresses:

"In the interest of trade and commerce, the best ability here is to establish a Most Favored Nation. It is the sovereign rights of any Nation to impose any taxes or tariffs that is in the best interest for its own economy to do so. If a Nation is not on the MFN list for the trading with that Nation, then there is no need for an equality of fees and that Nation has every right to opt out of the trade or continue on with it. No Nation should be made to trade products with another when there are cheaper and more readily services elsewhere that meets the MFN status."

OOC: Not trying to be an asshole but I must point these 2 things out to you: your votes for amendments 1 and 2 to issue #1 do not have any impact on the results because there is already 6 votes for the laws passage without them (10 voters are needed for each law to be passed 6 is a majority). Also, Amendments are changes to a current law or issue, what you are proposing is about tariffs. Tariffs are taxes on imports to protect domestic goods. Issue #2 deals with port fees (ie tugs, pilot fees, docking fees, ect.) and has nothing to do with goods. This conference is regarding Maritime Law.

ooc: If my votes mean nothing, I will step away from this conference. Have a good day.

Phyrric departs the conference and refuses to ratify. The CVN departs from port after all sailors are accounted for.

ooc: If my votes mean nothing, I will step away from this conference. Have a good day.

Phyrric departs the conference and refuses to ratify. The CVN departs from port after all sailors are accounted for.

OOC: It is not that your vote means nothing, its just that the side you took was outvoted and had no mathematical chance of recovery. If you read the last 2 lines of the post you quoted you would see that voting was finished on Issue #1

The Director stood up at a point when the other delegates of the Conference had quieted, and spoke

"There are issues to do with this of course. Maybe foreign vessels were from a nation not as.......highly favoured....as other nations, or they need to have a tariff placed on them for some reason. So I suggest we think about this:

Perhaps we make a Sea-faring Partnership - a bit like the large international groups - NATO, NASA etc, - where a number of countries may join this "group of sea-faring economic allies". Any member nation gets this reduced tariff, that has just been proposed, and in addition we can help each other out with anything of a Maritime Nature. Basically my plan is just for a non-Military Alliance....Obviously this could be open to nations who aren't at this conference.....particularly we could support smaller sea-faring countries.....perhaps???....."

He sits, trying to gauge by the expressions on the delegates' faces how this idea will be received in the group.

The Director stood up at a point when the other delegates of the Conference had quieted, and spoke

"There are issues to do with this of course. Maybe foreign vessels were from a nation not as.......highly favoured....as other nations, or they need to have a tariff placed on them for some reason. So I suggest we think about this:

Perhaps we make a Sea-faring Partnership - a bit like the large international groups - NATO, NASA etc, - where a number of countries may join this "group of sea-faring economic allies". Any member nation gets this reduced tariff, that has just been proposed, and in addition we can help each other out with anything of a Maritime Nature. Basically my plan is just for a non-Military Alliance....Obviously this could be open to nations who aren't at this conference.....particularly we could support smaller sea-faring countries.....perhaps???....."

He sits, trying to gauge by the expressions on the delegates' faces how this idea will be received in the group.

OOC: propose it as an issue and i will add it to the agenda and we will vote on it after the other issues

OOC OK, does it need to be proposed IC, or can I just say "can we vote on this tomorrow please"?

OOC OK, does it need to be proposed IC, or can I just say "can we vote on this tomorrow please"?

Your choice

Harbormaster: "Now moving on to issue #2. In the interest of free trade no nation may charge more port fees to a foreign vessel than they would a domestic vessel of similar construction and payload."

Stone River stands against this propsition. We believe that a nation has a right to give favor to domestic products over foreign ones, if they deem it necessary. We have given our economy a good advantage by encouraging our people to keep their money in our economy, and not sending elsewhere. Governments should be able to control their trade policies as they see fit.

Harbormaster: "Now moving on to issue #2. In the interest of free trade no nation may charge more port fees to a foreign vessel than they would a domestic vessel of similar construction and payload."


"Kihameria also votes against the proposition"

Harbormaster: "This issue is about port fees not the products sold by the vessels. The vote stands at 1 vote for 2 against."

"I agree with the delegate from Stone River." Mary said, sipping some wine. "But I propose a slightly different amendment. We make the fees the same cost to not just our own ports, but to our respective allies. Those nations that are not allies will naturally need to pay higher fees than than our allies will."

OOC: Ok the first page is now a Summary and Agenda so check it if you haven't been around to get up to speed and to know what is going to happen in the future.

'I vote, aye on the next issue."

Merek II enters the conference late and notices that one proposal has already been ratified.

Cursing his long flowing hair and the amount of time it takes to reach the perfection demanded for public appearances, he announces his vote on the second proposal:

"The Republic of Ozymandias IV votes to accept the proposal. Without a level playing field for our industries, we could quickly find ourselves in a 'port fees war' which would harm international shipping trade and our respective economies.

"And I appologize for my tardiness."

ok voting on issue #2 is 3 votes for and against

'I vote, aye on the next issue."

OOC Is that to my issue?

Edit: double post...

Given the opportunity to vote on the rest of the agenda, Merek II stands to speak:

"The Republic would be pleased to host the next bi-annual convening of conference to discuss new issues and amendments.

"With regards to the third issue for discussion, to wit: The passing of International Fishing Laws regarding seasons and catch limits to ensure the return of populations each year.' The Republic respectfully votes against the proposal.

"And finally with regard to the fourth issue, 'the formation of an international search, rescue and ice patrol organization. And each nation allowing this new organization to place a rescue base on their soil. With the services of the newly formed international search and rescue organization are available to all nations who have abided by the laws set forth in this convention', we vote in the affirmative.

Further we pledge the services of our SAR aircraft for this organization.

"Thank you for your time Mr. Speaker."

OOC- no the new issue.

"I vote aye on issue three, for fish should not be overharvested at all." Mary said. "and on the last issue, it is also a yes. Search and rescue is always a proper thing to do. It does not bode well to not do everything in our power to save people from sinking ships and boats. Remember the Titanic?" Mary asked.

OOC did you count my the second issue?

IC The Director calls an aide to his side, hands him a quickly hand-written note. He runs to the head of the Conference table, to the harbourmaster, and speaks quitely into his ear at an intermission in the debate.

"Mr. Jackson, the...uh....Falasturian Maritime Director, that's the one....has an issue to propose to be put through to this conference. He suggests the reading of a proposed Maritime Alliance. Simply put, any sea-faring nation with a clean history in politics can enter into this alliance - maybe we can make this equal tariffs for docking available only to those in the alliance. We could possibly have a Naval Protection clause incase any country comes under attack. We could offer a number of clauses, to be decided by the delegates here, on how far we go.....This could become a leading power for the sea-farers in the world - the leading authority in Maritme affairs, you know.....It surely has great potential....."

He quickly walks back to his seat.

Stone River respectfully votes yes on both issues 3 and 4.

"Kihameria votes Yes on both issues 3 and 4"

John calls the president *blah,blah, blah* "I vote an aye for the 4th issue."

Issue #4/4a is passed unanimously
Issue #2 lies at an even 3 votes
Issue #3 needs 1 more vote for ratification
And Ozymandias IV has pledged to hold the next conference and needs another delegate to endorse their pledge in order to be allowed to hold the conference

Issue #4/4a is passed unanimously
Issue #2 lies at an even 3 votes
Issue #3 needs 1 more vote for ratification
And Ozymandias IV has pledged to hold the next conference and needs another delegate to endorse their pledge in order to be allowed to hold the conference

OOC Did you count my comment for issue 2 as a vote?

IC Jackson speaks up, above the muttered discussion between Delegate and Aide, all around the room.

"Falastur votes Yes to Issues 3 and 4"

Outside the sun is momentarily blocked out as a 5CN Space Warship descends through the atmosphere...

OOC: sorry I'm late...

**the aracan admral longshore runs in, he has a cup of coffe in one hand and a themos in the othere. he has red ring round his eyes**

' i appologise, umm i have red the minuts so far aracas says Aye to issue 1. also to aye issue 2, we feel it is about time issue 3 was brought in. issue 4 plans have long been drawn up in aaracas for a class 1 ice breaker, we will vote aye on that issue.'

hands a sheet of paper round

[code:1:fa37180742]
Displacement: 6000 tons
Length: 91 metres
Draught: 8.5 metres
Beam: 17.9 metres
Cruising speed: 12 knots
Top speed: 14 knots
Complement: 112 plus 14l Marines
Aircraft: 2 x Lynx helicopters
[/code:1:fa37180742]

OOC Did you count my comment for issue 2 as a vote?

No, i wasn't clear what u were voting for

OOC: Sorry for the delay, my computer was down for the weekend.

OOC: Sorry for the delay, my computer was down for the weekend.

we're still voting on issue #2 and Ozymandias IV needs another delegate to endorse their pledge in order to be allowed to hold the conference

I vote yes for #2

OOC Did you count my comment for issue 2 as a vote?

No, i wasn't clear what u were voting for

OOC Neither was I, when I realised my proposal would be a seperate issue. I therefore vote Yes on Issue 2.

Harbormaster: Ok before the floor can be opened up to new proposals issue #2 needs one more vote to be passed and Ozymandias IV needs an endorsement to hold the next conference or somebody else much pledge to hold it and get an endorsement.

OOC: Sorry for the delay, my computer was down for the weekend. Its ok vote on issue #2 so we can move along

OOC Heck with it, I have nothing against Ozymandias IV.....

IC The Director rises once more, and says, "With the absence of other voices on this topic, I will second the offer of Ozymandias IV to host the next incarnation of this meeting."

*the man looks through his papers ant then looks at his clock*
"I'm sorry,but i have to go. you have Kihamerias vote on the issues,someone contact my nation with the results "*the man gets up and leaves in a dissorderly order*

Merek III, SecState Republic of Ozymandias IV, submits a proposal via email to the chairman now that it appears the the voting on old business is concluded.

TO: Chairman of Conference, Port Neptune
FROM: Merek III, SecState, Republic of Ozymandias IV

SUBJECT: Respecting 'nuclear-free zones'

The Republic of Ozymandias IV submits that all sea-faring nations respect a nation's declearation as a Nuclear-Free Zone.

Therefore, be it resolved that any foreign flaged vessel operated with a nuclear power plant or carrying nuclear weapons will be prohibited from docking at the port facilities of nations which have declared themselves to be Nuclear-Free Zones.

Further be it resolved that these provisions shall not apply to sea-faring vessels in distress or which are seeking shelter from extreme weather conditions. However, when these emergency conditions pass, the vessel shall return to sea at the first opportunity.

Goroth Obarskyr, the distracted and absent-minded Minister from Tokarev, hastily puts his papers and books down on his desk, murmering apologies.

Harbormaster: The issue "any foreign flaged vessel operated with a nuclear power plant or carrying nuclear weapons will be prohibited from docking at the port facilities of nations which have declared themselves to be Nuclear-Free Zones" has been proposed by Ozymandias IV. Port Neptune has no problem with not allowing nuclear weapons into these zones but to prohibit vessels who rely on nuclear power plants would restrict pretty much all submarine traffic and even some larger large surface vessels. With fossil fuels quickly diminishing Nuclear Powered ships are the wave of the future. Also the size of a nuclear powerplant on a ship will cause less damage than a VLCC or ULCC blowing up or spilling and substantially less than an LNG or LPG blowing up. Therfore we must vote against the part not allowing ships equipped with nuclear powerplants.

Edit: Double Post

OOC did you take down my proposal? Or was that Issue 4?

OOC did you take down my proposal? Or was that Issue 4? you never stated it as a proposal so i didn't know what to write. You keep confusing me man

.....Mr. Jackson.....has an issue to propose to be put through to this conference......

Sorry, apologies....I thought this part was pretty clear, but maybe not. Well, that was my issue I proposed - do ya understand that bit? :)

.....Mr. Jackson.....has an issue to propose to be put through to this conference......

Sorry, apologies....I thought this part was pretty clear, but maybe not. Well, that was my issue I proposed - do ya understand that bit? :)

my bad i missed that post, sorry

'Tis fine, as long as it gets noticed at some point 8)

'Tis fine, as long as it gets noticed at some point 8)its noticed check the agenda

Sorry i completely forgot about this with all the work ive had! Can i still post?

Sorry i completely forgot about this with all the work ive had! Can i still post?You can pvote on the remaining issues. Check the agenda for what happened and what is left.

ok this conference is officially dead

bump

We will send you over 2,000 prisoners to your conference. Please execute them for amusement/recreation during your meeting.

You could also vote by bullet and the number of dead bodies would decide which side prevails in any legislation/treaty.

At a minimum we prefer that at least 100 prisoners be drawn and quartered.

Please send us official correspondence after you have received the first shipment of prisoners.

Respectfully,

Ambassador of Funus

We will send you over 2,000 prisoners to your conference. Please execute them for amusement/recreation during your meeting.

You could also vote by bullet and the number of dead bodies would decide which side prevails in any legislation/treaty.

At a minimum we prefer that at least 100 prisoners be drawn and quartered.

Please send us official correspondence after you have received the first shipment of prisoners.

Respectfully,

Ambassador of Funus

:!: Ignored :!:

OOC- Could anyone tell me what the next issue was?

the convention was dying so i just ended it with whatever we had