NationStates Jolt Archive

A freak accident causes the 6 islands (Nublar, Sorna, Muerta, Pena, Tacano, Mataceros) off the coast of Costa Rica to merge via giant land bridges, creating an island far larger than Nublar and Sorna combined. The dinosaurs now have a much larger space in which to live.

The King of the Dinosaurs, Tyrannosaurus Rex, announces that he would like to establish diplomatic relations, with the promise that delegates will not be used as dinner. Furthermore, protection is required, as there are unscrupulous humans who would wish to capture eggs and kill his subjects for sport.

Thank you for your notice!

Never knew that dinos want diplomatic relations...

The nation of Kahad is willing to engage in diplomatic relationship with the dinosuars. Just as long as our diplomats don't wind up being The Blue-Plate Special.

Signed,

The Nation Of Kahad

Mind if the fed union gets in on the deal?

I don't, let the fed union in, Mr. T-Rex!


*SECRET*

*slips a large ammount of munitions and protection services under the table to protect the dino's eggs and such if he eats the fedral union's diplomats*

(Deated miss placed post )

Any who ill send over a ship or some thing if im accpted...

OOC: LOL!

IC:
King T-rex is pleased to allow the diplomats in. Please ensure that you bring bug spray, as there are mosquitoes the size of mice around.

:?: Mind if i send over an exlsior ?

Only if you don't shoot.

Meanwhile, the Raptor-chefs are preparing a meal of grilled Parasaur and Gallimimus for the incoming guests.

Hehe alll right

http://todd.macshare.com/guard.gif
An exlsior has moved in to orbit ... tell me when your read yfor people to beam down (ooc thasts the only pic i could fine the others were way to big)

A landing pad was cleared by some Brachiosaurs for planes, helicopters, spacecraft and 'beaming'.

*Andmrial Raynor beamed down *
Raynor : Ugh steamy hot humind place are thare any beaches around hear?

A raptor pack suddenly surrounds Raynor. The alpha male gets read to strike...
"Welcome, welcome!" he suddenly growls. "Let me show you the way to the Visitor's Center. Oh, and you're talking about a giant island. Of course there's beaches!"

Raynor : Uhh ehehe *he looked around nervously* Thanks .. *smiled a bit un nervingly*
Raynor : Uhh ehe nice to meet you all ...

OOC:

I gonna come as a suprise, if you don't mind. You'll find out why. :wink:

IC:

A CH-53 Sea Stallion, launched from a Near-By Outpost in an Allied Nations Lands, carried within Kata'Re, the leader of the Colony of Nodea Rudav, and Colonial Special Forces sent along to protect the Leader. As its rotars beat the wind to make a thump sound every milisecond or so, it flew over the island to the designated landing area, at least the pads that were seen, to allow Diplomatic Relations and Talks to begin with this interesting Race.

Soon, they would land.

http://fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/ch-53-5.jpg

OOC:

I gonna come as a suprise, if you don't mind. You'll find out why. :wink:

IC:

A CH-53 Sea Stallion, launched from a Near-By Outpost in an Allied Nations Lands, carried within Kata'Re, the leader of the Colony of Nodea Rudav, and Colonial Special Forces sent along to protect the Leader. As its rotars beat the wind to make a thump sound every milisecond or so, it flew over the island to the designated landing area, at least the pads that were seen, to allow Diplomatic Relations and Talks to begin with this interesting Race.

Soon, they would land.

http://fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/ch-53-5.jpg

IC: "Premier. We have just recieved a transmission from...Dinosaurs. You remember that island that was cloning them, and then the dinosaurs got lose, and we sent in Gestapo agents to extract a criminal?"

"No, I don't remember. But you are trying to tell me that the dinosaurs are sentient? And that they wish to communicate? Very well. Send doctor Richards over. He'll be happy to actually see a real live dinosaur. But make sure he has bodyguards, this may all be a ploy after all."

"Yes sir." <The secretary left the Premierial office.> He then sent an secured email to Richards.

[code:1:08db189804] Doctor richards, as you know, we've been contacted by a group of sentient dionsaurs. The premier has decided to send a delegation. We want you to be on it. You will be well protected, should anything happen, but the place you are going may be extremely hazardous to your health. You will get to see living breathing dinosaurs however.[/code:1:08db189804]

OOC: I hope this doesn't double post.

A pteradactyl spies the helicopter, and notifies the King. The king then dispatches a couple of Gallimimus to greet the newcoming humans.

The Golden Simatar would like to send some reps as long as they are not the mid-night special.

President Bill Williams
The Repbulic of the Golden Simatar

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OOC:

http://img29.photobucket.com/albums/v87/Bad_Skeelz/Komodren.jpg
What Kata'Re and others of the Komodren Race appear as, different colors but mostly the same

IC:

The Sea Stallion landed in a deserted area where a worn 'H' sign once signaled the existance of a Heli-Pad. Kata'Re got out, the strands of Komodren 'Hair' swayed easily in the breeze, his tail moving left and right as if he was amazed somehow. CSF Soldiers followed, looking, their outfits looking more like a Chemical Soldier than anything else, but that was for the benefit of the Soldiers themselves.

Standing tall, waiting, the Sea Stallion cut its engines to wait, only to go if said to or when the Leader of the Colony of Nodea Rudav, Kata'Re, returned inside the helicopter.

The Golden Simatar would like to send some reps as long as they are not the mid-night special.

President Bill Williams
The Republic of the Golden Simatar

Very well. When you get near the Island, follow the Air traffic Pteradons as they escort you in.
--Minister of Transportation Pteryio the Pteradon

Meanwhile, the Gallimimus that was dispatched, met up with the Komodren.
"Welcome to Jurassic Park, honored reptilian brother." One of them said, bowing.

Kata'Re bowed, the Guards also. After returning to upright he started to speak.

"I am honored as well, as are-," he motioned one hand to each of the guards standing, "-Birthright Humans, not normal humans, but ones whom have a Bloodline specifily from our once-existing Ancient Rudavia..."

He trailed off for a bit, then looked back at the Dinosaurs.

"I believe we have come to intiate Diplomatic Relations with your Kind, Reptilian Comrade Brethren."

He waited, as did the guards.

"Are you telling me we're going to be conducting relations with a bunch of oversized iguanas?" Rep. Alex Cunningham said. The cream colored Lear banked towards the island.
"That's what it said sir." His assitant (and wife) Brittany Cunningham said.
"Ohh lord." He leaned back in his seat. "I'm 45, twenty three years of forgien service and I get to talk to animals who don't know English."
"Stranger things have happened Alex."
"Sir?" The pilot said.
"What?"
"I have a bunch of leathery looking buzzards flying abrest. Should I follow them?"
"Thats what the message said."
"Roger."
"I can't belive I'm doing this. We better get the "Works" retirement plan."
"Couldn't agree more Alex." Brittany said.

IC:

"Alright Doctor, we'll be landing soon. Just a few things you should know,
1. Don't piss off the locals. This is a personal rule.
2. Should everything fall to hell, we won't be able to protect you. So pay attention and try not to screw this up."

"Well, Soldier...If you don't offend the dinosaurs with your odor, I'll try not to offend the Dinosaurs with my actions."

Another soldier said "Hah, you just got owned by a civie, Douglas!"

"Yeah yeah, go to hell Barnes!"

"Cut the chatter back there! We will be landing momentarily!"

The sleek Avatar transport began hovering over the landing pad that the dinosaurs had so graciously cleared for them. Then, with a soft "bump" the transport came to a halt. The rear door opened, and Dr. Richards exited the craft first. His 'bodyguards' Namely Elite troopers Barnes and Douglas exited the craft after the doctor, their heavy powered armor thudding against the metal ramp.

"I've got a bad feeling about this" Douglas thought to himself.

"Take us to your leader?" Richards said to whatever would listen.

OOC: Avatar Transport:
http://www.projectxenocide.com/public/CTD/Cpl.%20Facehugger/avatartrans.jpg

Powered armor:
http://www.projectxenocide.com/public/CTD/Cpl.%20Facehugger/Poweredarmormark2a.jpg

http://military.carrotnetwork.com/oppfor06.jpghttp://military.carrotnetwork.com/oppfor03.jpghttp://military.carrotnetwork.com/oppfor05.jpg

-------^---------Colonial Special Forces BDU(Battle Dress Uniform)

I -BUMPETH- thou to Top!

Kata'Re bowed, the Guards also. After returning to upright he started to speak.

"I am honored as well, as are-," he motioned one hand to each of the guards standing, "-Birthright Humans, not normal humans, but ones whom have a Bloodline specifily from our once-existing Ancient Rudavia..."

He trailed off for a bit, then looked back at the Dinosaurs.

"I believe we have come to intiate Diplomatic Relations with your Kind, Reptilian Comrade Brethren."

He waited, as did the guards.

"Come with us," The other Gallimimus said, and the two ran onto a trail.

A raptor then ran by to meet with the CF people. "Welcome to our Island. Please follow me." He then proceeded to show the slowpoke humans the way to the Visitor's Center.

The Golden Simatar was greeted by a young Triceratops. "How do you do! The Visitor's Center is this way."
The trike lumbered off, beckoning with his head for the Simatarians to follow.

Kata'Re and the two CSF Guards followed, walking a normal pace as they began on the trail.

OOC: I forgot to introduce the security team.

Alex and Brittany had gotten off the plane at the tarmac.
"Looks kind of like the area around Kalunga?" Alex said to his wife.
"Yeah." She said. As they started to move away from the plane a bomming voice called out.
"Hold it right there sir, we need to make sure it's safe." A giant of a man stepped out of the plane. Kruger Bronson stood at 6'3 and was pure muscle. His short black hair was kept neat under a fatigue cap. In his hand was a M16 with a M203 attachment. Kruger's other 3 men also got out equiped like Kruger execpt for "Chief" who had a M60. They put down the luggage and several boxes of ammo and weapons.
Hard to belive this dinosaur has the rank of a colonel. Brittany thought.
"Colonel, this is overkill. We are a diplomatic unit, not a bunch of mercs." Alex said.
"Sir, my orders are to protect you at all cost. There is no such word as "overkill" in my book."
The pilot came out of the plane.
"Craft is secured Colonel."
"Good."
They didn't have to wait long before a Triceratops approched them. Alex, his wife, and even Kruger's team was astounded when it spoke English.
"Let's do what we came here to do." Alex said. He picked up his bags and followed the dinosaur. Kruger's team, Brittany and the pilot followed a few seconds later. This place doesn't seem right.Kruger thought.

(OOC) Am I allowed to send Rambonov? The Communsit version of Rambo. He had weapon retardent deoderent (alas not quite perfected in it's deoderant function yet).

(OOC) Am I allowed to send Rambonov? The Communsit version of Rambo. He had weapon retardent deoderent (alas not quite perfected in it's deoderant function yet).