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Greetings. I am from the State Department. I just like to inform the world that our nation has opened its borders. We would like to welcome all industries to our beloved nation.

Please note that our nation is a formal nation. People wear formal clothing for most of the jobs. Every Restraunt we have has a dance floor to dance with your Fiance, Girlfriend, Significant Other, Wife, or Mistress.

As for our leaders, we are in the mist of an election and our leaders will be announced in due course. The election will end tonight and when the votes are counted we will announce them.

Thank you for you time.

Press Secretary to the State Department

Greetings, Comrades (if that is an acceptable term) in Formal Dances. We wish to know what resources you have and what markets you have for our industry to work with. Also, the PM has rather a thing for the occasional formal dance, though it's usually his wife Lucy who "drags him into them," as he puts it. Note that we are firm believers in high standards of welfare for the workers, and if you are not prepared to provide that then our firms will.

Too bad... the President hates formal. But if you wish to meet the President for any diplomatic talks, he is having a formal party in his Villa, maybe you two can discuss terms over there.
-Vice Minister of Forgien Affairs: Roska Einvach

OOC: And here is the link http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=3299453#3299453

Greetings, Comrades (if that is an acceptable term) in Formal Dances. We wish to know what resources you have and what markets you have for our industry to work with. Also, the PM has rather a thing for the occasional formal dance, though it's usuall his wife Lucy who drags him into them, as he puts it. Note that we are firm believers in high standards of welfare for the workers, and if you are not prepared to provide that then our firms will.

Comrades will be ok! Though we normally associate that term with socialists, we are an open society. We would like to know what type of industry your talking about. We do have a wide range of resources but we would like to know where these are going.


As for your PM and his wife, we have dedicated ball rooms that cater to heads of state. In fact we will be hosting an inaugeral ball within the next few days if you wish to attend. We will be using this ball room. It is the most expensive ball room we have so we use it for Official Functions only.

We do believe in high standards for our workers. We make sure they have what they need to succeed.

I hope this is satesfactory!

Well, pretty much any industry in fact. Mining (coal, iron, copper, tin, lead, silicon, gold, silver, copper, nickel, whatever's good :)), material processing., steelmaking, arms manufacture, shipobuilding, petrochemicals, chemicals, we got it. As a matter of fact our main imports are lumber, furniture (all our forests are protected for the sake of the Osminog) and electronic components.

PM Jones has also pointed out that while he's very appreciative of being accorded such an honour, he will take care to sample all the ballrooms Formal Dances has to offer, being a firm believer in egalitarian treatment. Lucy is reportedly foring him into pressing all his clothing and packing his cases at this very moment; he is, as he said to the Foreign Minister on the telephone, is "running around like a slave making sure everything's to her liking," though he reported this without much gall.

Finally, to the matter of working standards: Excellent! Our state industries provide full facilities for their employees, including medical check-ups and clinics, child-care areas, canteens, housing, sports facilities, and theatres and cinemas. Of course, the public are free to use these facilities too, and the charges for those who do not pay our taxes are very low, even for the greatest of tasks attended to by our facilities. (N.B. Clinical facilities are not equipped for treating serious injuries in situ, merely offering whatever assistance can be rendered before hospital admittance.)

In that case, we'll do what we can do to accomadate you. We should meet and discuss terms of such a deal. That would be the most prudent thing to do.

For your PM, we will have an escort for him and his wife. He, or she if you prefer, will show them to all the ball rooms in our country. If they really like it and want to explore things further, ahem, try one of the rooms that are attaced to most of the ball rooms. There are signs pointing to these special rooms.

We hope that he enjoys they enjoy there stay here.

This would indeed by a highly prudent move; such a meeting will be convened shortly, we hope. (OOC: Make a new thread or stay in this one?)

The Prime Minister and his wife are totally indifferent to the sex of their escort, so no need to worry over that. They will be arriving in approximately 10(RL) minutes, aboard their Government Yak-40M jet. Note please that security will be maintained by our personnel, so don't be alarmed if a large number of armed men suddenly descend upon you. (OOC: I'm hopeless at descriptions of people so I'm not going to RP them arriving; sorry if this causes any inconvenience.)

This would indeed by a highly prudent move; such a meeting will be convened shortly, we hope. (OOC: Make a new thread or stay in this one?)

The Prime Minister and his wife are totally indifferent to the sex of their escort, so no need to worry over that. They will be arriving in approximately 10(RL) minutes, aboard their Government Yak-40M jet. Note please that security will be maintained by our personnel, so don't be alarmed if a large number of armed men suddenly descend upon you. (OOC: I'm hopeless at descriptions of people so I'm not going to RP them arriving; sorry if this causes any inconvenience.)

OOC: New thread will be preferable I think!

We look foward to their arriving! As for security, the less we have to do the better since we really dont have a sizeable security force and what we do have is defending the Department Buildings as well as the President and his wife.

(I'll be offline for a few. I'll post when I get back.)

Bumping

At the Waltz City Capitol Airport, security was tight at the impending arrival of the a head of state. Up in the tower, an Air Traffic Controller had a security guard looking over his shoulder. He glanced up at him occassionaly, scared that he might do something wrong.

"This is Waltz City Capitol Airport to Yak-40M jet. All other traffic has been placed into a holding pattern. You are cleared to land on runway 10L. Welcome to Formal Dances. Please enjoy your stay here."

This is Yak-40M, thank you. I'm sure the PM and his wife will enjoy their stay here.

A few minutes later, the jet landed. Ground Control directed the plane to the terminal! When it parked, the honor guard snapped to attention as the aide to the government waited patiently. When the PM and his wife exited, the honor guard issued salute as the walked past.

"Greetings PM. I have been assigned to escort you around our fair city. Anyplace you want to go, I will be the one to take you there. But first, I'm sure you want to head to the hotel to freshen up?"

Jones looked around. Man, they're not kidding about the dancing. Everywhere he looked there were people wandering around in their full formal regalia. He felt rather inadequate in his usual eveningwear. He could see Lucy looking at him with a certain smile that she knew would win him over every time...damn! I should've known not to marry her! How the hell am I meant to regail the comrades at work with tales of resistance when she just smiles at me and I melt?! He smiled back, kissed her, and together they walked into the hotel, not noticing the hundred or so armed men hiding in various places, nor the heavy chattering whine of a Hind gunship overhead. Man, I have good security people.

This Just in! The elections are over and the votes have all been tallied. It is with great honor to announce the winner of the Presidential Election. The winner is Republican Katherine Rice gaining 68% of the vote while Democrat John Clinton garnered just 22% and Steven Williams 10%! We are now going to Katherine Rice's Campaign Headquarters where our correspondent is live.

"Thank you. As you can see behind me, there is joyous celebration here. Not only did they gain the Presidentsy, but full control of the Congress. Here is the aide to President-elect Rice as well as the President-Elect herself. Lets listen in."

"Ladies and Gentlemen, it is with great honor to introduce to you, the President of Formal Dances, President-Elect Kathrine Rice."

With joyous applauds, President-Elect Rice strode to the microphone, wearing a very pretty skyblue dress with sequense that glitter in the stage lights as well as with the flashbulbs of the camera.

"My fellow citizens. Thank you for this great honor. We did this together. Now we must put what we promised in this election into action. Our economy is good and it should only get better. With the low tax rate, our businesses will bloom even more which can only benefit the whole nation as a whole because our unemployment will remain extremely low. For our defenses, our military may be small, but they have the tools they need to defend our soveriegnty. That is all that is needed. Their morale is high and they are ready to do just that. Ladies and Gentleman, again, thank you for this opportunity to lead our beloved country. Together, we will make her stronger. May God bless you all and God Bless the Allied States of Formal Dances."

"That was President-Elect Rice. Back to you in the studio."

That was our chief correspondent, live at President-Elect Rice's HQ. This concludes our election night coverage. Good night

OOC: I only just got the "Formal Dances on the World Stage thing...Christ I'm slow! :D

IC: The Deputy Foreign Minister looked at the TV report with interest, noting down anything he thought might be of use for the upcoming meeting; his boss would want as much information as possible on their new trade partner. And who knows? he though. Maybe it'll lead to something more...

OOC: I only just got the "Formal Dances on the World Stage thing...Christ I'm slow! :D

IC: The Deputy Foreign Minister looked at the TV report with interest, noting down anything he thought might be of use for the upcoming meeting; his boss would want as much information as possible on their new trade partner. And who knows? he though. Maybe it'll lead to something more...

OOC: Don't worry, took me an hour to get it myself! When I did, I cracked up laughing :D

Greetings. I am from the State Department. I just like to inform the world that our nation has opened its borders. We would like to welcome all industries to our beloved nation.

Please note that our nation is a formal nation. People wear formal clothing for most of the jobs. Every Restraunt we have has a dance floor to dance with your Fiance, Girlfriend, Significant Other, Wife, or Mistress.

As for our leaders, we are in the mist of an election and our leaders will be announced in due course. The election will end tonight and when the votes are counted we will announce them.

Thank you for you time.

Press Secretary to the State Department

*Rapid dispatch - MiniCul*

We of the Dominion of Archosauria are a spartan regimented people, we do not accept your cultural influance upon our nation or any dealings with your people. We feel that such a culture as your own would currupt our land and youth with ideas of decadence and other "undesirable cultural influances".

Lindz Shuldz - Inner Party Member - Polit Bureau of MiniCul

*Rapid dispatch - MiniCul*

We of the Dominion of Archosauria are a spartan regimented people, we do not accept your cultural influance upon our nation or any dealings with your people. We feel that such a culture as your own would currupt our land and youth with ideas of decadence and other "undesirable cultural influances".

Lindz Shuldz - Inner Party Member - Polit Bureau of MiniCul

To the Polit Bureau of MiniCul

We honor your response and we value each individual culture no matter how different from our own. We only go where we are wanted. Thank you kindly for your response.

we wish to open a trade alliance with you formal dances

we wish to open a trade alliance with you formal dances

We would welcome such a trade deal. Also your leader is cordially(sp?) invited to attend the inaugeration of our president that was just recently elected.

The State Department

one thing my leader permier zaxs must have his gaurd with him the omega sqaud they are armed with m16a2 eqiuped with a 40mm grenade
launcher moudle and a desert eagle each
i will only bring 1000 of my omega sqaud

one thing my leader permier zaxs must have his gaurd with him the omega sqaud they are armed with m16a2eqiuped with a 40 mm grenade
launcher moudle and a desert eagle each

"As long as they don't use it, its fine. The inaugeration will be taking place on the Capitol grounds. An aide will be sent to meet you. This can be male or female, your choice. Oh and make sure you have your best formal clothes with you because it'll be, well, formal." the rep. snickers at that.

We would like to open trade as well.

OOC: just a new account

omega sqaud will be wearin full dress uniform witch includes a katana
my premier will wear a tux female aide prefered ps i know have sent to many troopers with my leader

We would like to open trade as well.

OOC: just a new account

WE would be honored. You are also cordially invited to attend the inaugeration. Bring a formal.

omega sqaud will be wearin full dress uniform witch includes a katana
my premier will wear a tux female aide prefered ps i know have sent to many troopers with my leader

We'll be waiting. A Female Aide will greet you at Waltz City Capitol Airport! We'll have an honor guard their as well. I hope this is acceptable.

this is more than acceptable air force ten is being escorted by 12 f117 nighthawk stealth fighters

this is more than acceptable air force ten is being escorted by 200 f117 nighthawk stealth fighters

With all do respect, limit the number of escort planes. We don't have much room for them. We still have other aircraft to consider. Limit the number to about 12 of these F117 nighthawk fighters. Thank you.

the reason for such a large escort is because a few terrorist factions want my leader dead hence 1000 heavily armed bodygaurds and strike fighters

the reason for such a large escort is because a few terrorist factions want my leader dead hence 1000 heavily armed bodygaurds and strike fighters

We don't mind the bodyguards! We have room for those but the planes are a different matter. This is a small airport right now and its getting taxed as it is. Any more planes and we might have to do some rerouting. Meanwhile, your fighters can land at the Waltz Air Base for safe keeping.

Sorry if this is an inconvienence but we do have to look out for our passenger airliners.

we want a no fly zone over thw l.z

OOC: Just a handy semi-bump here, also setting the scene so to speak

IC: "Ready, Marcus?" came Lucy's voice from the main room.
"Yeah, give me a second!" he replied from the bathroom as he wrestled with his tie. Lucy came in behind him, ealned on the doorway and smiled at his exertions.
"Why don't you just let me do it?" she asked him with amusement.
"It's the principle! I'm a man!" Marcus replied angrily. "I'm not going to be beaten by a bloody tie!" She raised an eyebrow at that, then came over as he let his arms fall to his side and in a metter of seconds had him ready. "Why can't you do this yourself, you fool?" she asked him playfully.
"Ug." She chuckled.
"C'mon, we've got a lot of dancing to do!" she exclaimed.
"Ooh, yay!" She gave him THAT smile again. He looked at her with mock-anger, and let her drag him out of the doorway.

we want a no fly zone over thw l.z

The place where you want the no fly zone is not compatible with our air traffic patterns. Don't worry about your leader. As soon as he is in our country and in our Hotel, he'll be secured. Your request for a No Fly Zone is refused.

OOC: Just a handy semi-bump here, also setting the scene so to speak

IC: "Ready, Marcus?" came Lucy's voice from the main room.
"Yeah, give me a second!" he replied from the bathroom as he wrestled with his tie. Lucy came in behind him, ealned on the doorway and smiled at his exertions.
"Why don't you just let me do it?" she asked him with amusement.
"It's the principle! I'm a man!" Marcus replied angrily. "I'm not going to be beaten by a bloody tie!" She raised an eyebrow at that, then came over as he let his arms fall to his side and in a metter of seconds had him ready. "Why can't you do this yourself, you fool?" she asked him playfully.
"Ug." She chuckled.
"C'mon, we've got a lot of dancing to do!" she exclaimed.
"Ooh, yay!" She gave him THAT smile again. He looked at her with mock-anger, and let her drag him out of the doorway.

"Evening PM, Ma'am" The aide/escort said. "I have a car waiting downstairs. Where would you like to go first?"

OOC: Hell, I'll come too @.@

Alexander Rotun was sleeping when the phone rang, note that he lives in a Manhattan style apartment.

Alexander on the phone:"... Hello? Vice Minister what do you want? Sorry, sorry no need to yell... so what's the problem? Somebody's having an auguration? So I guess I have to come. Formal?! I hate going formal, you bloody well know that. Just because I own a MiG 19 does not mean I'm the best choice. Agh, fine, but I expect the chocolate to arrive after I'm back." click

Alexander:"Agh, now I have to drive to the friken airport..."

The diplomat gets on his 1976 Pinto and drives all the way to the airport, cursing at anyone that gets in his way.

"Move you s***less f***er!"

After all the cursing he drives up to his MiG 19, an antique stolen from the corporates. He hops on and starts flying to the nation.

"Agh, I expected to go to the friken club, now I'm flying to a nation I never heard of to meet a President I've never seen. Wonderful... wait... I don't have a tuxedo! Oh boy... I'll just rent one from the local cleaners... it they have one..."

And so he flew away...

on the air foce ten the omega sqaud comand john long says sir why is theire so much damn protection on this flight because trooper says zax im inmpotant now shut up you giving me a damn headache now hear this the poilt say we are landing ok air force ten to wolfpack closed box formation

on the air foce ten the omega sqaud comand john long says sir why is theire so much damn protection on this flight because trooper says zax im inmpotant now shut up you giving me a damn headache now hear this the poilt say we are landing ok air force ten to wolfpack closed box formation

Air Force 10, this is Waltz City Capitol Traffic Control. All traffic has been cleared. You are cleared for landing. Unidentified military jets, you are cleared to transfer control to Waltz City Air Base Control. Please tell your leader that a female aide will be waiting at the base of the stairs. Welcome to Formal Dances.

understud they are not unidentified they are airforce ten's escort

And so he arrived...

"This is A 19 to Air base! I need to land! I am a friken representative of the Island of Rose and I am in need of a tuxedo! This plane is too old for me and I'm running out of gas! Please let me land you idiotic person you! Excuse me! But I couldn't get any sl-" The man starts snoring over the radio but wakes up again. "Ah sorry... ummm can I land now?"

we need to land wolf pack if things go sour do the beta plan

And so he arrived...

"This is A 19 to Air base! I need to land! I am a friken representative of the Island of Rose and I am in need of a tuxedo! This plane is too old for me and I'm running out of gas! Please let me land you idiotic person you! Excuse me! But I couldn't get any sl-" The man starts snoring over the radio but wakes up again. "Ah sorry... ummm can I land now?"

"No need to be insulting you ungrateful sorry excuse for a pilot. We registered afterburners. Anyone with brains knows that wasts gas. As for landing, you are cleared to land on Runway 27R. Do you require an aide to be here to assist you?"

we are here

understud they are not unidentified they are airforce ten's escort

Understood! They are traveling without transponders. This is a great breach in protocal. Have them turn on their transponders and they are to notify Waltz Air Base Traffic Control at once.

the nighthawk doesnot have transponders

the nighthawk doesnot have transponders

All Aircraft have transponders! Have them contact Waltz Air Base immediately.

"Well my brain is having lunch so excuse me. Eh, no sleep... and yes an aide would be nice. Excuse me, but is it true you all wear tuxedoes?" The MiG 19 lands on the runway, crashing and burning because he forgot to put down the gears. "Oh my God!!!!" The plane slides to a slow slow end... the diplomat steps out of the Plane, his T-shirt and jeans still intact, wearing sneakers. "Wonder when my ride'll get here." He waits, looking at his watch.

their transponders were removed for servicing the nighthawk uses the skynet combat computer
we will email the base

"Well my brain is having lunch so excuse me. Eh, no sleep... and yes an aide would be nice. Excuse me, but is it true you all wear tuxedoes?" The MiG 19 lands on the runway, crashing and burning because he forgot to put down the gears. "Oh my God!!!!" The plane slides to a slow slow end... the diplomat steps out of the Plane, his T-shirt and jeans still intact, wearing sneakers. "Wonder when my ride'll get here." He waits, looking at his watch.

Yes its true, unless your a lady then its formal dresses. Welcome to Formal Dances sir. Enjoy your stay.

Five minutes later, a car drove up with a female aide wearing a very lovely silk white dress with lace around the bust and cuffs of the sleeves. The bottom of the dress flows nicely so that she doesn't trip over it and wearing a pair of open toe heels.

"Welcome to Formal Dances sir. I'll be your aide through out your stay. Would you like to go to your hotel room first to freshen up?"

zax sends a email 2 Waltz Air Base
they land zax says where th hell is our lift

their transponders were removed for servicing the nighthawk uses the skynet combat computer
we will email the base

That's fine just as long as they know where they are going. Please tell them that they are guests and to behave themselves accordingly. Out!

their transponders were removed for servicing the nighthawk uses the skynet combat computer
we will email the base

That's fine just as long as they know where they are going. Please tell them that they are guests and to behave themselves accordingly. Out!

The Diplomat walks to aide.

"Yes please, I need a hotel."

He steps inside the car, but before he steps inside he says, "Don't worry, my county'll clean up that MiG for you."

omega sqaud deploy

The Diplomat walks to aide.

"Yes please, I need a hotel."

He steps inside the car, but before he steps inside he says, "Don't worry, my county'll clean up that MiG for you."

"Whats wrong with the MiG" asked the aide as she climbs in with the diplomat. "Looks fine from here." Turns to the driver, Capitol Hotel!"

With that, the driver sped off to the hotel!

omega sqaud deploy

A female aide is waiting at that foot of the stairs wearing a very lovely skyblue silk outfit with a diamond neckless.

She sees the entourage and sighs deeply.

"Greets sir. I have been assigned to be your guide throughout your stay here. This limo will take you to the Capitol Hotel. I'll be staying there too."

She opens up the car door and waits for him to enter

OOC: My last post! I hurt my eye yesterday and I'm not supposed to be on the computer, but parents are out so I snuck on and i'm getting off now. Tomorrow I should be able to handle the inaugeration. By for now!

Alexander checked his watch as he was driven away. He saw all the people in the suits, and basically freaked.

"Wow, you guys are way too formal for us Rosians. Heh, maybe you should export suits! It'd make great cash. Suits here must be cheap, since theres so many of them. Eh, you could mass produce them and export. Anyway, I hope youse can take me to a cleaner, I don't got a suit."

OOC: Note that the MiG crashed and burned. So I don't know how you can notice.

Alexander checked his watch as he was driven away. He saw all the people in the suits, and basically freaked.

"Wow, you guys are way too formal for us Rosians. Heh, maybe you should export suits! It'd make great cash. Suits here must be cheap, since theres so many of them. Eh, you could mass produce them and export. Anyway, I hope youse can take me to a cleaner, I don't got a suit."

OOC: Note that the MiG crashed and burned. So I don't know how you can notice.

OOC: I lied this is my last post!

"Ah yes we did see that. As for the suit, We'll take you to a shop and get you fitted. You may be on to something about exporting them. Yes they are cheap here. I'll take this up with the Commerse Department. In the meantime, on to a clothing store."

With that, the limo drove off to the nearest clothing store.

OOC: Get well soon!

yeah formal

Alexander rolled down the window of his limo (I assume you can roll down window on a limo, if not ignore it) He started waving to the populace and did what he always did when he went on foreign venture... mess with the local customs.

"Get on my level, what! Get on my level, what! I ain't neva scared! I ain't neva scared! You're tackey and I hate you!!!!"

Meanwhile in the Villa, the President checks his watch and thinks to himself:
'He should be messing with the local customs by now... eh, at least we can take em.'

Alexander rolled down the window of his limo (I assume you can roll down window on a limo, if not ignore it) He started waving to the populace and did what he always did when he went on foreign venture... mess with the local customs.

"Get on my level, what! Get on my level, what! I ain't neva scared! I ain't neva scared! You're tackey and I hate you!!!!"

Meanwhile in the Villa, the President checks his watch and thinks to himself:
'He should be messing with the local customs by now... eh, at least we can take em.'

The crowds stare at the person that has been yelling at them! One person looks at him and mutters to himself, "Some people just don't have culture."

The Aide leans over and says "Becareful who you say that too, sir. Many people around here take pride in their culture. Please be advised sir that you are a guest. You need to treat yourself accordingly." She then re-rolls up the window and leans back. "We should be arriving... Ah here we are." The limo pulls up to a clothing store and the Aide and the diplomat step out. "Here is where you'll get your clothes sir. The people here will assist you. My family do all of our shopping here. It is a top rate store. I'll wait out here if you want me too."

Meanwhile, Katherine Rice is preparing for her inaugeration. "People, we have less than twenty-four hours before the inaugeration. We need to make sure that everything is in readiness."

"Madam President, the Congressional District is ready to receive the Congress. The Dome is ready to receive its first President. The Parade route will be closed off here in a few more hours. We are expecting alot of people to attend the parade as well as your swearing in."

"Security?"

"We'll make it as safe as possible. Not everything can be foolproof but we will be minimizing their chances to do anything. Considering that one of the attendees is very worried about it, he has his on security around him so I think things will go off without incident."

"Good. This is a new day for our nation. Let us hope that it does!"

At the Villa,

"Mr. President! We can trade just about anything. Foodstuffs, music, TV shows, Movies, all tarrif free. Would you like to trade some music too? We have a wide range of music from slow dances to some fast pace songs too. I believe we can come to an agreement on this." Ambassador Stanton said.

"That was amazing! We have GOT to come here on holiday!" chirped Lucy as she and Marcus came back into their room after eight solid hours of dancing. "That ballroom was incredible! And I think they really like my dress too."
"Urrghhh..." groaned Marcus. Dancing wasn't his strongest suit. OK, so it was good, yeah, especially with Lucy, but eight solid hours? Ye Gods! And she was serious about doing it more often! "And I've got to meet the President tomorrow, too!" He collapsed on the bed.
"You're just never satisfied, are you?" asked Lucy with mock-anger. "Come on, you enjoyed it. Admit it. Admit it..." she growled, shaking a fist at him threateningly and grinning.
"I'm too tired to admit anything, except maybe a pint of Guinness to my stomach," replied Marcus wearily.
"Oh?" asked Lucy with a raised eyebrow and a smile. "What about me?" She turned off the lights.

"That was amazing! We have GOT to come here on holiday!" chirped Lucy as she and Marcus came back into their room after eight solid hours of dancing. "That ballroom was incredible! And I think they really like my dress too."
"Urrghhh..." groaned Marcus. Dancing wasn't his strongest suit. OK, so it was good, yeah, especially with Lucy, but eight solid hours? Ye Gods! And she was serious about doing it more often! "And I've got to meet the President tomorrow, too!" He collapsed on the bed.
"You're just never satisfied, are you?" asked Lucy with mock-anger. "Come on, you enjoyed it. Admit it. Admit it..." she growled, shaking a fist at him threateningly and grinning.
"I'm too tired to admit anything, except maybe a pint of Guinness to my stomach," replied Marcus wearily.
"Oh?" asked Lucy with a raised eyebrow and a smile. "What about me?" She turned off the lights.

OOC: Snickers, guess you never took advantage of the "special" rooms! :P

IC: The aide assigned to the PM slumps into his bed. He thinks to himself 'boy that lady can dance. how the pm keeps up with her is beyond me. must be a superman.

As the hour draws near to start the inaugeration, security is being reviewed at all levels. The motorcade is set up and the path where the president will walk is already sealed off.

"This is security team Alpha. Parade Route is secured. All stations begin Ceremony lock down. I repeat begin Ceremony lock down now!" He breaths a sigh. 'This is going to make a ton of people unhappy but that is how things go.' he muttered to himself as he takes up his station.

In her room, President Elect Rice lays out her finest dress for the event. She looks over the dress and picks out the best jewelry that goes with it. Smiling to herself, she realizes now that her job is going to be difficult but she knows she can get it down. She climbs into bed and turns off the light as she tries to get some sleep before tomorrow.

Greetings. I am from the State Department. I just like to inform the world that our nation has opened its borders. We would like to welcome all industries to our beloved nation.

Please note that our nation is a formal nation. People wear formal clothing for most of the jobs. Every Restraunt we have has a dance floor to dance with your Fiance, Girlfriend, Significant Other, Wife, or Mistress.

As for our leaders, we are in the mist of an election and our leaders will be announced in due course. The election will end tonight and when the votes are counted we will announce them.

Thank you for you time.

Press Secretary to the State Department

*Rapid dispatch - MiniCul*

We of the Dominion of Archosauria are a spartan regimented people, we do not accept your cultural influance upon our nation or any dealings with your people. We feel that such a culture as your own would currupt our land and youth with ideas of decadence and other "undesirable cultural influances".

Lindz Shuldz - Inner Party Member - Polit Bureau of MiniCul


*Rapid dispatch - MiniGov in Blight Insular 3*

Because your governemt has shown our great nation respect. Our Polit Bureau at MiniGov has authorized that we send you a case of our "Bravka"(A type of Vodka) our state approved beverage for the people.

That is all.

Stag Stopa - Inner Party Member - Polit Bureau of MiniGov

*Rapid dispatch - MiniGov in Blight Insular 3*

Because your governemt has shown our great nation respect. Our Polit Bureau at MiniGov has authorized that we send you a case of our "Bravka"(A type of Vodka) our state approved beverage for the people.

That is all.

Stag Stopa - Inner Party Member - Polit Bureau of MiniGov

We accept this gift in the honor that it was sent with. Thank you kindly

Greetings. I am from the State Department. I just like to inform the world that our nation has opened its borders. We would like to welcome all industries to our beloved nation.

Please note that our nation is a formal nation. People wear formal clothing for most of the jobs. Every Restraunt we have has a dance floor to dance with your Fiance, Girlfriend, Significant Other, Wife, or Mistress.

As for our leaders, we are in the mist of an election and our leaders will be announced in due course. The election will end tonight and when the votes are counted we will announce them.

Thank you for you time.

Press Secretary to the State Department

As Secretary of State of the Armed Galatic Empire of Corneliu. We welcome Formal Dances onto the world stage. If there is anything you need, we'll be glad to give you whatever assistance that is required. We would also like to establish diplomatic ties with your nation and maybe form an alliance. Any alliance that you might deem necessary. Thank you

Secretary Jamison
Armed Galatic Empire of Corneliu

Greetings. I am from the State Department. I just like to inform the world that our nation has opened its borders. We would like to welcome all industries to our beloved nation.

Please note that our nation is a formal nation. People wear formal clothing for most of the jobs. Every Restraunt we have has a dance floor to dance with your Fiance, Girlfriend, Significant Other, Wife, or Mistress.

As for our leaders, we are in the mist of an election and our leaders will be announced in due course. The election will end tonight and when the votes are counted we will announce them.

Thank you for you time.

Press Secretary to the State Department

As Secretary of State of the Armed Galatic Empire of Corneliu. We welcome Formal Dances onto the world stage. If there is anything you need, we'll be glad to give you whatever assistance that is required. We would also like to establish diplomatic ties with your nation and maybe form an alliance. Any alliance that you might deem necessary. Thank you

Secretary Jamison
Armed Galatic Empire of Corneliu

We would be honored to have your presence at the inaugeration. As for an alliance, any such talks will have to take place with our President who will be inaugerated soon. An aide will meet your representative at Waltz City Capitol Airport.

The diplomat looks at the store.

"Eh, glad I got cash on me."

He walks inside the store, looking around as he does. He then walks up to the person working the desk.

"Heya, do you have any suits? I seem to have forgotten in my rush..."

The diplomat looks at the store.

"Eh, glad I got cash on me."

He walks inside the store, looking around as he does. He then walks up to the person working the desk.

"Heya, do you have any suits? I seem to have forgotten in my rush..."

The store manager looks at him then at his clothes.

"My god good man. Where do you do your shopping?" he asked as he hurries to him. "Come on. I got a wide range of tux's for you to try on." He leads him over to a rack full of the latest styles. "If you want, you can try some of these on or I can take your measurements and fit you properly. That choice I leave to you sir."

The aide stands off to one side looking at the female dresses that are on the otherside of the store but keeps a sharp eye on the so called diplomat. Sighing, she quickly makes a call to her family telling them not to expect her for dinner and makes her way back to the diplomat.

"Finding everything ok sir?" she asked.

The diplomat chuckles.

"Well, suits are expensive on the Island of Rose. Most people just go casual everywhere they go. We're a laid back kind of people, no stress... okay just laid back. Anyway, I just want a tuxedo that fits and looks decent." He takes out a checkbook. "So what'll be the price?"

Meanwhile at the Villa the President is thinking:
'He's going to f*** this up for me... oh well, at least we could bomb them...'

hey can i go to a gun store zax asks the aide

The diplomat chuckles.

"Well, suits are expensive on the Island of Rose. Most people just go casual everywhere they go. We're a laid back kind of people, no stress... okay just laid back. Anyway, I just want a tuxedo that fits and looks decent." He takes out a checkbook. "So what'll be the price?"

Meanwhile at the Villa the President is thinking:
'He's going to f*** this up for me... oh well, at least we could bomb them...'

"Well sir, that'll depend on what you get." the store manager said. "We have many different styles. Go ahead and pick one out that you think.... On second thought, I'll do that for you." he stated. He looks through his selection and pulls out a silver tux with black trim and a sliver bow tie. "This should do the trick. Go into the dressing room here and try it on. If it needs tayloring, I can do that within fifteen minutes."

He turns to the aide and whispers to her, "This guy has got to cool down. We do have standards here."

"I know" she whispered back. "Don't worry. Things will be ok." With that, she steps back and waits for him to finish trying on the tux.

hey can i go to a gun store zax asks the aide

"YOu really don't have time for that unfortunately. Besides, you won't be allowed to buy a gun unless your a Registered Citizen of Formal Dances. We are the only ones allowed to buy guns here. Now we must get you to the hotel."

i need a new gucci suit zax moans no sweat i have a desert eagle staped
to my leg

He takes the tuxedo and tries it one....

10 minutes later, he steps out, with his tuxedo on, correctly too.

"Well well, this is excellent. I'll take it! I say, you export these babies to Rose and they'll turn it into a fashion. The Rosians are suckers for clothes. Anyway, thank you sir." He bows. "Now how much will I be paying in Roses, for it's the only currency I seem to have on me..."

He waits for the response.

OOC// I'm designing this dude to be an a** man. Eh, hope we don't go to war xD, but I've always wanted to RP as a rude person.

i need a new gucci suit zax moans no sweat i have a desert eagle staped
to my leg

"Well sir, before you attend, you'll have to leave the gun. Only ones that'll have guns will be the security forces. I'm sorry but that is how we operate."

i do not need a gun i need ammo and a new suit

He takes the tuxedo and tries it one....

10 minutes later, he steps out, with his tuxedo on, correctly too.

"Well well, this is excellent. I'll take it! I say, you export these babies to Rose and they'll turn it into a fashion. The Rosians are suckers for clothes. Anyway, thank you sir." He bows. "Now how much will I be paying in Roses, for it's the only currency I seem to have on me..."

He waits for the response.

OOC// I'm designing this dude to be an a** man. Eh, hope we don't go to war xD, but I've always wanted to RP as a rude person.

The price for that tux sir will be 200 Diamonds. That'll be about 800 Roses. Would you like a watch to go with that?"

OOC: I don't want a war. Don't have time for it. My dating life will see to that. lol

i do not need a gun i need ammo and a new suit

"We can get you a suit but the ammo is out of the question. I'm sorry but we have laws regarding such things. You understand I'm sure."

ok gucci suit only

ok gucci suit only

"Ok. That we can do. If I can have your measurements, i'll have one taylored and delivered by nightfall. Just in time for the inaugeration."

The diplomat grumbles to himself as he pays the check.

"Eh, I keep forgetting nothing's free..." He finishes writing it and hands it to the worker. "Well, thank you for this suit, I must be going the hotel." He yawns, loudly. "Eh, I'll be at the limo." He walks towards the limo, opens the door and waits to be driven.

The diplomat grumbles to himself as he pays the check.

"Eh, I keep forgetting nothing's free..." He finishes writing it and hands it to the worker. "Well, thank you for this suit, I must be going the hotel." He yawns, loudly. "Eh, I'll be at the limo." He walks towards the limo, opens the door and waits to be driven.

The aide looks at the clerk, shrugs and walks back to the limo. She climbs in after the diplomat and tells the driver to drive to the Captitol hotel.

The diplomat gives the limo driver 5 Roses.

"Entertain yourself, you must be tired with that suit on."

He then starts to sing the lyrics of "Do you believe in life after love." to himself.

Back in the Villa, the President is thinking:
'Now he should start singing Cher by now.'

The diplomat gives the limo driver 5 Roses.

"Entertain yourself, you must be tired with that suit on."

He then starts to sing the lyrics of "Do you believe in life after love." to himself.

Back in the Villa, the President is thinking:
'Now he should start singing Cher by now.'

"Not tired at all my good sir. Just wish you shut up since you cant sing and you seem to have no regard for culture at all." The limo driver stated matter of factly. "Conduct yourself as a diplomat would you?"

The aide raises an eyebrow but keeps her mouth shut knowing that he had it coming.

The diplomat chuckled.

"Oh lighten up eh? The world is serious as it is and we need a good sense of humor these days. Anyway I apologize for my rudeness... do you have some Mozart there? I havn't listened to some good classical music in years! Just techno... and Cher... hey at least you were honest."

The diplomat chuckled.

"Oh lighten up eh? The world is serious as it is and we need a good sense of humor these days. Anyway I apologize for my rudeness... do you have some Mozart there? I havn't listened to some good classical music in years! Just techno... and Cher... hey at least you were honest."

"We do have Motzart. He is a hit artist around here." The limo driver added. "Sorry if I was rude but really, we do have a sense of culture that we cherish. Forgive me if I seemed protective of it. It was how I was brought up. Here's your hotel good sir."

The diplomat chuckled.

"Thank you good sir. And again sorry if I seemed rude. And if you are that conservative it seems, you should not join the UN. Well, I hope it's comfy."

He walks in, without any luggage, to the front desk.

"Excuse me, but might you tell me where my room is? Look for Alexander Rotun please."

The diplomat chuckled.

"Thank you good sir. And again sorry if I seemed rude. And if you are that conservative it seems, you should not join the UN. Well, I hope it's comfy."

He walks in, without any luggage, to the front desk.

"Excuse me, but might you tell me where my room is? Look for Alexander Rotun please."

"Of course sir. You have the Diplomat Floor Room 5. Here is your key. Take the elevator to your left sir. Enjoy your stay."

zax is ten feet tall 1 meter chest span <muscles not fat>

Alexander nodded and walked up to the elevator. He went all the way to floor five. As soon as the elevator stoped he walked to his room. He walked over to the nearest phone and started calling, he didn't have a cell phone so...

Alexander on the phone:"... I'm here. No, no one has died yet, but the MiG crashed and I flipped off the limo driver. Well what can you do eh? Yes I have a suit on, from the suit store. Can you believe how much they charge here? I know I know capatilism sucks blah blah blah, damn propaganda. Anyway, I need my rest good bye." click.

He puts the phone back, walks to his bed and rests.

zax is ten feet tall 1 meter chest span <muscles not fat>

We don't have a space for a person that size

Alexander nodded and walked up to the elevator. He went all the way to floor five. As soon as the elevator stoped he walked to his room. He walked over to the nearest phone and started calling, he didn't have a cell phone so...

Alexander on the phone:"... I'm here. No, no one has died yet, but the MiG crashed and I flipped off the limo driver. Well what can you do eh? Yes I have a suit on, from the suit store. Can you believe how much they charge here? I know I know capatilism sucks blah blah blah, damn propaganda. Anyway, I need my rest good bye." click.

He puts the phone back, walks to his bed and rests.

OOC: That the Diplomat Floor! Room Number 5! LOL

IC: The aide goes to her own room and dials to check in. After giving a brief report to the state department, she changed for bed and konked out.

he is not a weak human he is a bezerker my race

he is not a weak human he is a bezerker my race

We can't handle anyone over seven feet. and three wide. Its impractical. the only way we can do that is by putting him up on the base.

The Commonwealth of The Singular will be represented by the Prime Singular himself and the Minister of Foreign Affairs OS X.

We are sending 200 bottles of Red Wine for the celebrations

ok but my forces go with him

OOC: For your pleasure... some random IGNORE cannon bump

http://img36.photobucket.com/albums/v109/aviaticsquad/cannon-fire.jpg

Credit to Avia for posting this.

The Commonwealth of The Singular will be represented by the Prime Singular himself and the Minister of Foreign Affairs OS X.

We are sending 200 bottles of Red Wine for the celebrations

We will welcome the Prime Singular as well as the Minister of Foreign Affairs OS X. The Red Wine just happens to be the President's parents Favorite type of wine as well as the wine of the country.

An Aide will meet your party when the land at Waltz City Capitol Airport.

Thank you.

ok but my forces go with him

That'll be fine.

We must apologise, but due to a recent crisis having developed at home (specifically a nuclear attack) the PM must return home at once, with his wife.

We must apologise, but due to a recent crisis having developed at home (specifically a nuclear attack) the PM must return home at once, with his wife.

We understand totally. Feel free to leave an ambassador here.

President-Elect Rice woke up at 5:30 and stretched. When she looked around her room she realized that today would change her life even more than when she decided to run for the presidency.

She got up off the bed and puts on her robe! She finds the TV remote and turns it to FDNN to catch up on all the latest developements. She turns on the bedroom light and temporarily gets blinded by it. After blinking for a couple of seconds, her eyes adjust to the light and she goes to the desk and starts to get some early thoughts into her diary.

A few minutes later, one of her aides comes in with a steaming cup of coffee. "Good morning, Madam President. Care for some coffee this morning?"

"I would love some Wilma but I'm not madam president yet. That isn't till later."

"A technicality ma'am. Well anyway, here's your coffee."

"Thank you."

"Also, you have your Chief of Staff and Vice President waiting outside and wonders if they could come in. They have some things to discuss with you before you take office."

Katherine leans back into her chair and sips her coffee. "Go ahead and send them in. I guess we better start acting like we are now incharge and not some dictatorship." she said with a grin.

"Of course ma'am."

Moments later, the Chief of Staff and her VP walks in.

"Morning Katherine. How did you sleep?" Ask her chief.

"Like a baby. Which is surprising since we all know what today is going to be like. I'm hoping all is in readiness for today. I hate for something to go wrong on this very important day, not only for us, but for all of Formal Dances as we finally Inaugerate our first democratically elected government."

"With you as its head, Ms. Rice." Her VP responded. "You won overwhelmingly. The people are behind you. Now we must lead this nation of ours down the path. Yes it'll be difficult and we will have speedbumps along the way. Just remember that today, we don't start to govern. That'll be tomorrow. Today is Inaugeration Day, followed by dancing. Tomorrow the fun really starts. Ignore tomorrow. Just look foward to today. When you and I take our oaths, we will be leading this country together."

"I know that Peter. I'm just, shall we say, concerned. We do have the power and we must use it carefully. If we abuse it, how are we different than a dictatorship?"

"We have balances in place to make sure that doesn't happen Katherine. Trust your staff. You picked all of us yourself. You placed us in the posts where you thought we could do the most good. Let us handle our departments. Ok?"

"Right. Ok! What is first on the agenda."

"For you to get dressed and to talk to your supporters that are downstairs. From there, we get in a limo and head to the Executive Building for swearing in, followed by the parade, the to the Inaugeral Ball at the Capitol Hotel."

"Sounds like a busy day. Ok give me an hour. I do have an hour don't I?" she chuckled to herself.

"Yes Madam President, you do have an hour. We'll leave you in privacy."

With that, her Chief and VP walk out the door. Katherine watches them go. When the door was shut, she went to the bathroom, disrobed and got into the shower.

When Katherine got out of the shower and dried off, she puts on her best white dress.

The dress is satiny with embroidery all around it in a floral pattern. The sequence on it makes the dress shimmer in the light coming from the bathroom. She looks at herself in the mirror and fixes her hair to make it look just all that much more prettier. After looking in the mirror one more time, she takes a deep breath and walks back into the main room! After making sure she got everything, she picked up her purse and walked out the door. When she did, the two guards assigned to her snapped to attention and followed her down the hall to the lounge where her staff and cabinet were waiting.

"Morning Ma'am. You look wonderful this morning."

"Thank you. Now let us quickly go over what we are supposed to do. I don't want us to look like fools before the world audience. This is our day in the sun and we need to put our best faces foward."

"Of Course Katherine. The world press is assembled and waiting downstairs. Don't forget. You do have to make a BRIEF speech to your supporters downstairs. From there, we'll leave directly for the Executive Building. I hope your speech is ready for that'll be the biggest moment of these proceedings."

"Yes my speech is ready. It should be a good one. I love all these ceremonies. Makes us proud of our wonderful culture. Let us put our culture to the people now ladies and gentlemen. Shall we go?"

With that, Rice and her staff left the lounge and proceeded down the stairs to the main lobby.

We would be honored to have your presence at the inaugeration. As for an alliance, any such talks will have to take place with our President who will be inaugerated soon. An aide will meet your representative at Waltz City Capitol Airport.

"Wonderful! Admiral Server and his Fiance will be sent at once to represent our nation."

In Liberty City, Admiral Server finished packing and brought his bags down to find his Fiance dressed in her splended formal gown.

"Shall we go darling?" she asked sweetly.

"Of course Erica. We do have a plane to catch. I'm so glad that father is sending us to this important event! This will truely be a great day."

"I agree sweetie but if you dawdle anymore, we'll be late for the flight."

With that, they got into the limo and went to the airport. After a long fligh, puncuated by sleeping, they arrive over Formal Dances.

"This is Space Force 3 being escorted by six F-22s. We are requesting clearence to land. Do you copy?"

"Space Force 3! This is Waltz Capitol Control. You are cleared for immediate landing. A car and an aide have been provided. The inaugeration is about to begin so you will be immediately taken to your seat."

Copy that Traffic Control. We are telling the Admiral and his Fiance now.

Within minutes the plan lands and a starcase was rolled up. The Admiral and his fiance appeared as the aide walked up.

"Welcome to Waltz City. I will be your guide. If you follow me, i'll take you immediately to the Executive Building. I notice that you are dressed in Formal Attire. Good. So many people don't when they visit. Shall we?"

The aide leads them down to the limo and they make their way to the Executive building.

When they got downstairs, the crowd that gathered fell silent. President-elect Rice looks over the crowd as she smiles and waves. When she does, applauds greets her. She raises both hands and calls for quiet. When the room settled down she stated:

"Ladies and Gentlemen. Today marks a new day in our history. The new government has been elected. As the new leader of our nation, I'll do my best to up hold the finest traditions of our country. Now, together, we stand united to forge ahead and create a country that our children will want. May God go with you all."

After another round of applause, Katherine made her way to the front of the hotel and climbs into her limo and proceeds to the Executive Branch.

Katherine Rice leans back in her limo and ponders the upcoming events that will change the country. Congress will be installed tomorrow and business to commence at once. She is also thinking about her own inaugeration. Security is tight but what if something did go wrong. Can the nation stay together or will Civil War erupt. "NO!!!" she said to herself, "everything will be fine. Trust your security. They know what to do." She leans back and looks out the window watching the scenery as her motorcade makes its way to the Executive Building.

The Admiral and his Fiance take their seats with the rest of the diplomats. Admiral Server leans over and whispers to Erica, "This is a very cultured country."

"Yes it is. Wonder how they maintain it."

"Do you think Father would get made at us if we stay longer than we're supposed too and enjoy the magnificant sites?"

"He might. You know how he is a time cruncher. Its amazing how he does everything."

"He does delegate. Wonder how this inaugeration is going to go."

"I know! Looks like they are ready for one massive party. Wonder why they are so excited about all of this. Leaders come and go. Countries don't."

"Your right. Might as well relax and watch all of this. Maybe we can gather some useful details to use against them later."

"John, I'm surprise at you." she giggled. "Anyway, lets enjoy ourselves."

"I agree."

They sit back and wait for the Inaugeration to begin.

Alexander woke up, looking at the tv in his room at the news. Oh s*** he thought. He ran to the closet to put on his nice silver suit and ran downstairs to the front desk.

"I need a limo to the inaugaration ceremony! Now! Please, I don't want to miss this. Oh man oh man oh man, he'll have my head!"

He was nervous, but maybe there was still hope...

Alexander woke up, looking at the tv in his room at the news. Oh s*** he thought. He ran to the closet to put on his nice silver suit and ran downstairs to the front desk.

"I need a limo to the inaugaration ceremony! Now! Please, I don't want to miss this. Oh man oh man oh man, he'll have my head!"

He was nervous, but maybe there was still hope...

The aide saw him running down the steps. She stood by a tree decorating the front hall and started to laugh. She walked up to him and eased him away.

"Come on or you will be late. There is still time to get you to the ceremony. The limo driver knows the shortcuts to get us there." They walked outside and enetered the limo. "To the Inaugeration my friend." she told the driver and they sped away towards the Executive Building.

Alexander was in the limo and sighed a sigh of relief.

"Whoo, thank God. How long till I get there driver?"

Alexander was in the limo and sighed a sigh of relief.

"Whoo, thank God. How long till I get there driver?"

"We should be there in about three minutes. The inaugeration starts in ten. You'll have plenty of time don't worry my friend. From what I've heard. She just left the her Hotel where she kept her Campaign Headquarters. This will be a glorous day for our small nation."

The aide nods at that and smiles. "Can't wait till she takes office. Our first President. It will be a glorious day."

Alexander got ready to jump out of the limo at any moment to get a seat. He doesn't want to be late you know.

"Congratulations on your elected President. I hope your country prospers. I can't wait to meet her." He yawns and looks at the many dressed peoples. "My God, do you ever get out of those suits?"

Alexander got ready to jump out of the limo at any moment to get a seat. He doesn't want to be late you know.

"Congratulations on your elected President. I hope your country prospers. I can't wait to meet her." He yawns and looks at the many dressed peoples. "My God, do you ever get out of those suits?"

The aide giggled at that. "Not today. Sometimes, people dress in casual suits or very nicely and the ladies will wear semi-formal dresses" the aide said. "As for getting out of them, no we don't. It is our culture and we cherish it deeply. As soon as the inaugeration and parade is over, you'll be meeting her at the Inaugeral Ball at the Capitol Hotel, that is where you were staying at I might add."

President-Elect Rice looks out the window as her motorcade approaches the Executive Buiding. She smiles as the limo door opens and she steps out. As she made her way to the seats that are set up behind the podium, the crowd erupts with spontanous cheers. Katherine waves at them as she proceeds to her seat that is next to her family and those of her Vice President's.

She leans back and chit chats with her family and VP as they wait for the appointing hour to strike. She knows that there will be a speech by the Chief Supreme Court Justice before he swears in the VP first and his speech then swearing in the President.

She pulls out her notes and reviews them as the people continue to gather. She looks over them and notices the world press has cameras fixated towards the stage with FDNN cameras covering the stage, crowd and the Parade Route.

"Mother this is the biggest day in our country."

"I agree my daughter. You'll do your nation proud today and forever. Remember to relax. It is a big job for a girl your age but you can do it. I have faith as does the people of our nation."

"Thanks mom. You have always been there for me. Even during our domestic turmoil."

"Your welcome sweetie. Do your best that is all that is required."

"Thanks mom" with that, she embraces her mother and prepares to accept the position of President.

Alexander looks at his watch.

"Excuse me, are we there yet?"

Alexander looks at his watch.

"Excuse me, are we there yet?"

"Just arrived sir. Just follow the aide to your seat. I'll park the car and will be watching it as well. This is what we have been striving for and now we got it."

"If you follow me sir." The aide got out of the car and escorted the ambassador from the limo to his seat.

"Looks like they are getting ready to start. Good just in time. Up there on stage, you'll see President-elect Rice with her family and next to her is her VP. He'll be sworn in first. But first, we have to hear from the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court."

The aide takes her seat next to the ambassador and crosses her legs.

Alexander looked at the masses of people and smirked. 'Yes... they'll be a good ally...' He thought to himself. He looked to the aide.

"Thank you, well this should be interesting."

He looked and watches it to get ready.

Alexander looked at the masses of people and smirked. 'Yes... they'll be a good ally...' He thought to himself. He looked to the aide.

"Thank you, well this should be interesting."

He looked and watches it to get ready.

"Yes it will. This has been two long years in the making. Our president was instrumental in that process as was the other candidates but she stood out from all the rest. Despite her age, we feel she will make a good president." The aide said.

OOC: Argh, please ignore the post about the nuking thing. Sorry.

IC: Marcus awoke early, at 5am, and sat on the bed, watching the sunrise. It was a damn beautiful sunrise here, fitting tribute to a damn beautiful woman. He smiled as he looked at Lucy, sleeping serenely in the large bed, and wondered what she dreamed of. I'll make them real, Lucy, all your dreams; and if that's the only thing I ever achieve it'll be worthwhile.She turned over in the bed, pulling at the covers, and he carefully pulled them back over her. Then he washed, shaved and dressed, then went out for a walk, for the moment away from his retinue. He wasn't worried; the jacket was bullet-resistant, and he carried an Sa-61 machine-pistol with him in any case.

OOC: Argh, please ignore the post about the nuking thing. Sorry.

IC: Marcus awoke early, at 5am, and sat on the bed, watching the sunrise. It was a damn beautiful sunrise here, fitting tribute to a damn beautiful woman. He smiled as he looked at Lucy, sleeping serenely in the large bed, and wondered what she dreamed of. I'll make them real, Lucy, all your dreams; and if that's the only thing I ever achieve it'll be worthwhile.She turned over in the bed, pulling at the covers, and he carefully pulled them back over her. Then he washed, shaved and dressed, then went out for a walk, for the moment away from his retinue. He wasn't worried; the jacket was bullet-resistant, and he carried an Sa-61 machine-pistol with him in any case.

OOC: OK But if you don't hurry, you'll miss all the fun! The inaugeration is about to start :)

The Press is clamering to get a view of the young President Elect as she waits for her moment to shine. Everyone wonders how this young lady managed to get to the top spot. Other eyes are on her VP and the Chief Justice.

Chief Justice Nimitz looks over the crowd from his seat. He looks at his watch and notices that in a few minutes, he'll begin the ceremony that will hopefully last forever.

"A long road" he muttered. "A very long road. a road long accomplished. This will be a glorious day."

He looks out over the assembly and smiles at them.

The bell tolls the hour! When it rang, the Chief Supreme Court Justice stood up and walked to the podium. He took his notes from his robe and puts them on the podium.

"My fellow citizens." he began. "Today marks the start of a brand new day for our beloved country. Today we inaugerate our first President, an event two years in the making. We have had a turbulent decade in securing our freedoms. The scares are still here but they are healing. Today, we start a new chapter in the history of our beloved country. Today, a new government takes control. No more foreign powers that'll tell us what we can and cannot do.

Today, I am proud to be a Citizen of Formal Dances. We will do what is necessary to preserve truth, liberty and justice for all of her citizens. We all know the hardships that we have gone through to get here. From the endless wrangling on the Constitution to establishing where our Capitol is going be. We resolved these issues and held our first elections. Today, our President will be inaugerated and tomorrow, our Congress will be sworn in.

Ladies and gentlemen. Today I urge you to but the past behind you. We will never forget our past but we must look foward to the future. Ladies and Gentlemen. May God bless you all and God Bless Formal Dances.

Mr. Vice President Andrew Thompson, will you please step here!"

OOC: I'll finish this tomorrow!

Vice President Thompson steps up the the microphone.

"Andrew Thompson. Do you want to be the Vice President of Formal Dances?"

"Yes I do Chief Justice!" He said.

"Then repeat after me. I Andrew Thompson. 'I Andrew Thompson' Do solemnly swear. 'Do solemnly swear' to faithfully execute the office of Vice President of Formal Dances. 'to faithfully execute the office of Vice President of Formal Dance' and will to the best of my ability 'and will to the best of my ability' preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of Formal Dances 'preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of Formal Dances' So help me God! 'So help me God!' Congratulations Mr. Vice President.

With that, the cords of the Vice Presidential Song erupts from the band as the crowd cheers. Vice President Thompson looks out over the crowd as he smiles and waves. When the music ended, he stepped up to the microphone and places his notes on it.

"My fellow citizens. History has been made with my swearing in. This is only but a footprint in the history of our nation. As Vice President, I will do what I can for the people. I will do my best to get the people whatever they need to succeed in life.

We are also a nation of culture. Today, we are showing that culture to the world. Ladies and Gentlemen. Today marks a new day for our country. After three years of bloodshed followed by two years of rebuilding and restructuring. Today, our hardwork paid off and we are now a nation among nations of the earth.

Thank You and God Bless Formal Dances"

When he finished, the crowd erupted with applause and cheers. Formal Dances Flags waving from their hands. Flashbulbs where going off from the various news agencies from around the world. As he took his seat, the entourage that was on stage was also applauding with a standing ovation. Vice President Thompson smiles wider and nods to the Katherince and mouths, 'Your turn.' He sat down in his seat and the Chief Justice steps back up to the microphone.

"President Katherine Rice. Will you please step up here!"

"Shit! We missed it!" exclaimed Marcus as he sprinted into his room, just in time to catch the middle of the ceremonies on the TV. "Ooh, this is going to hurt."
"Oh stop worrying!" replied Lucy irritably. "It doesn't matter! We just had a false alarm of a nuclear attack, for heaven's sake! I think you're excused this once! Now calm down and eat some breakfast!" He obeyed sheepishly, angrily knowing she was right, but the anger faded when he began to tuck into a full English breakfast.
"Better?" asked Lucy once he was finished.
"Yeah. Thanks. What'd I do without you?"
"Find somebody else." She laughed. "C'mon, I'm bored. Let's go somewhere quiet, alone."
"This place is quiet, and warm too," objected Marcus.
"I'm bored of being in here. Same sights all the time - a load of walls! And I know you're bored because you're pretending you're not. So there!" she concluded, poking out her tongue.
"Alright, but I pick the spot. And I drive!" And so they walked oout of the Hotel, happily arguing about one another's driving, arm in arm.

"Shit! We missed it!" exclaimed Marcus as he sprinted into his room, just in time to catch the middle of the ceremonies on the TV. "Ooh, this is going to hurt."
"Oh stop worrying!" replied Lucy irritably. "It doesn't matter! We just had a false alarm of a nuclear attack, for heaven's sake! I think you're excused this once! Now calm down and eat some breakfast!" He obeyed sheepishly, angrily knowing she was right, but the anger faded when he began to tuck into a full English breakfast.
"Better?" asked Lucy once he was finished.
"Yeah. Thanks. What'd I do without you?"
"Find somebody else." She laughed. "C'mon, I'm bored. Let's go somewhere quiet, alone."
"This place is quiet, and warm too," objected Marcus.
"I'm bored of being in here. Same sights all the time - a load of walls! And I know you're bored because you're pretending you're not. So there!" she concluded, poking out her tongue.
"Alright, but I pick the spot. And I drive!" And so they walked oout of the Hotel, happily arguing about one another's driving, arm in arm.

Jeez your slow., You could watch it from the Balcony on the west side of the Capitol Hotel!

OOC: Shh!! :P I forgot where they are!

Meanwhile, within the Polit bureau of MinGov [covert operations division]

The soft thud of his boots echos' down the wide hall lined with great heroes of the revolution. A trenchcoat clad, short, heavy set individual with a thin mustache enters a concealled entry way. . .

[Thick heavy slavic accents]

"Your mission was a success, yes?"

"Da, comrade Commisar, all went as planned. The "gift" was accepted. . ."

"Good!, You have not failed us yet!, Agent Krakov. You off course will be rewarded for your service to the motherland"

". . .And it's people! Comrade Commisar!"

Yes, Krakov, and it's people. . .[reached for a bottle of Bravka]. . .

Meanwhile, within the Polit bureau of MinGov [covert operations division]

The soft thud of his boots echos' down the wide hall lined with great heroes of the revolution. A trenchcoat clad, short, heavy set individual with a thin mustache enters a concealled entry way. . .

[Thick heavy slavic accents]

"Your mission was a success, yes?"

"Da, comrade Commisar, all went as planned. The "gift" was accepted. . ."

"Good!, You have not failed us yet!, Agent Krakov. You off course will be rewarded for your service to the motherland"

". . .And it's people! Comrade Commisar!"

Yes, Krakov, and it's people. . .[reached for a bottle of Bravka]. . .

OOC: Sounds like my nation's in trouble :cry: :cry: Alwell, whats more bloodshed in a nation that already had so much! :P :lol:

OOC: Ah, don't worry. We'll fight on your side.

Meanwhile, within the Polit bureau of MinGov [covert operations division]

The soft thud of his boots echos' down the wide hall lined with great heroes of the revolution. A trenchcoat clad, short, heavy set individual with a thin mustache enters a concealled entry way. . .

[Thick heavy slavic accents]

"Your mission was a success, yes?"

"Da, comrade Commisar, all went as planned. The "gift" was accepted. . ."

"Good!, You have not failed us yet!, Agent Krakov. You off course will be rewarded for your service to the motherland"

". . .And it's people! Comrade Commisar!"

Yes, Krakov, and it's people. . .[reached for a bottle of Bravka]. . .

OOC: Sounds like my nation's in trouble :cry: :cry: Alwell, whats more bloodshed in a nation that already had so much! :P :lol:

OOC: Yes, it is. The crate of Bravka that your people accepted had a bomb cleverly planted within a false buttom of the crate. The bomb is set with a delayed timer. I was planning this all along. . .

The mission itself is meant to sow confusion (and subsequent suspicion!) between your people and the various delegates that eccepted your invitation.

However!, The Bravka is a fine year!

OOC: Hey, that's give me a good idea for an RP. Remember how my two characters were absent from the inauguration? Could there be a way to integrate that into an RP?

Katherine Rice stands up and walks up to the podium to accept the Oath of Office.

"Katherine Rice, do you want to be President of Formal Dances?"

"Yes I do Mr. Chief Justice."

"Then repeat after me. I Katherine Rice, 'I Katherine Rice, 'do solemnly swear, 'do solemnly swear', that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of Formal Dances, 'that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of Formal Dances', and will to the best of my ability, 'and will to the best of my ability', preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of Formal Dances, 'preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of Formal Dances', so help me God, 'so help me God' Congratulations Madam President."

The ruffles and florishes soon followed with the Presidential song playing when they finish. President Rice stood at the microphone with a smile listening to the noice of the crowd, waving to them. When the last notes played, she laid out her notes on the podium and started to speak.

"My fellow Citizens. Today is truely a glorous day. Today, the sun is shining down on all of us. Today, we embark on a road of democracy. With the Vice President's inaugeration and my own, history has been made. Today, with the grace of God, all of our hardwork to put this together paid off. Today, a new beginning for Formal Dances. As your president, I will make sure that the economy stays strong. Our economy maybe down a bit but the economy will get stronger.

We have secured our own country. We will do what is necessary to keep it. We have fought for years to achieve our independence and we will keep our independence. We are a peaceful nation and we will maintain that status to the best of our ability.

Today, we are showing the world our culture. A culture that defines who we are. A culture that makes us unique. We respect our culture as well as the cultures from around the world. We respect them in a way that we would want our culture respected. Even here in our own nation, we have different cultures from the Cultures of other nations that have embassies here to the cultures of different regions of our nation.

My friends and Citizens. Today as we take a step foward into a new world, we must remember that which makes us human. Let us never forget the sacrifices that was made to make this day possible.

Thank you and may God Bless You and God Bless Formal Dances"

With that, she waves to the crowd as the crowd erupted into the loudest ovation. Flags where being waved vigorously, as everyone that was sitting was on their feet with loud applause. Katherine Rice takes this all in as she and her Vice President are now standing together, waving. About a minute later, the President and Vice President made their way down from the stage towards their car to begin the Presidential Parade.

OOC: Yes, it is. The crate of Bravka that your people accepted had a bomb cleverly planted within a false buttom of the crate. The bomb is set with a delayed timer. I was planning this all along. . .

The mission itself is meant to sow confusion (and subsequent suspicion!) between your people and the various delegates that eccepted your invitation.

However!, The Bravka is a fine year!

OOC: From what I've read about such things, you should have telegrammed me about doing this. Normally when something comes to a formal function, it is scanned and sniffed by security just because someone might do what you just said in OOC. As such, i do have the grounds to ignore the bomb.

OOC: Hey, that's give me a good idea for an RP. Remember how my two characters were absent from the inauguration? Could there be a way to integrate that into an RP?

OOC: Yes, I took that into consideration. When the bomb does go off, it will likely kill and injure at least (depending on various conditions) about a hundred people - give or take. If crowded probably more.

Although the bomb itself was cleverly hidden - the bomb itself is a rather simple, but effective design and rather low tech (chemical exposives and some metal debris). As a result, a terrorist orginazation may be blamed. . .Our covert division is not stupid. This was a well planned operation.

At any rate it will be quite difficult to trace the origin of the bomb (not godmodding here, it's just realistic). Due to the fact that any contents and the container itself will be completely destoyed by the blast along with a considerable radius. That, and genernal panic may further destroy any possible evidence as to the origin of the bomb.

In the event that we are blamed for it, my government will officially deny everything - pointing out a lack off evidence and pointing the finger to the far more likely possability off one of the diplomates that was present (or "suspiciously" absent) at the scene.

OOC: Yes, it is. The crate of Bravka that your people accepted had a bomb cleverly planted within a false buttom of the crate. The bomb is set with a delayed timer. I was planning this all along. . .

The mission itself is meant to sow confusion (and subsequent suspicion!) between your people and the various delegates that eccepted your invitation.

However!, The Bravka is a fine year!

OOC: From what I've read about such things, you should have telegrammed me about doing this. Normally when something comes to a formal function, it is scanned and sniffed by security just because someone might do what you just said in OOC. As such, i do have the grounds to ignore the bomb.

OOC: Not really, you stated nothing about inspection of gifts, (you said you accepted it - and nothing else) and it's also possible that my spies could have smuggled the bomb at any rate (especialy if the bomb was smuggled in componets) . You can ignore it if you like, i can't force you to accept it. But I'll give myself credit that I was not godmooding - it's very plausable scenerio.

The President and Vice President reaches the car and climbs in. When they did, the parade begins and the whole procession goes down main street heading towards the Capitol Hotel that'll hold the Inaugeral Ball.

As they proceed, Rice and Thompson wave to the crowd as the security forces walks near the car making sure that nothing goes wrong.

"Katherine, this is truely a great day." Thompson said

"Yes it is Andrew. So far, nothing has gone wrong and that is a good thing. We had enough bloodshed. We don't need more."

"I agree." he replied still waving to the crowd. "The Ball will be next. Its going to be grand."

"Yes it will."

The parade continued. It reached a certain spot and the parade halted and the President and Vice President exited the car and started to walk the parade route with the car behind them and security just close enough to them to protect them.

OOC: Yes, it is. The crate of Bravka that your people accepted had a bomb cleverly planted within a false buttom of the crate. The bomb is set with a delayed timer. I was planning this all along. . .

The mission itself is meant to sow confusion (and subsequent suspicion!) between your people and the various delegates that eccepted your invitation.

However!, The Bravka is a fine year!

OOC: From what I've read about such things, you should have telegrammed me about doing this. Normally when something comes to a formal function, it is scanned and sniffed by security just because someone might do what you just said in OOC. As such, i do have the grounds to ignore the bomb.

OOC: Not really, you stated nothing about inspection of gifts, (you said you accepted it - and nothing else) and it's also possible that my spies could have smuggled the bomb at any rate (especialy if the bomb was smuggled in componets) . You can ignore it if you like, i can't force you to accept it. But I'll give myself credit that I was not godmooding - it's very plausable scenerio.

OOC: That is my opinion. You still should've telegramed me stating what you wanted to do and beside COMMON SENSE also needs to be used. You don't think I would just accept it without inspecting it now did you? I mentioned SECURITY WAS TIGHT!

When the President Finished her speech, Erica and John went to their feet and applauded.

"Impressive speech" John said

"Yes it was. Must've been tough on them to put this together from what she and her Vice President were saying."

"Apparently. Anyway.." he turns to the aide. "What are we going to be doing now?"

OOC: Yes, it is. The crate of Bravka that your people accepted had a bomb cleverly planted within a false buttom of the crate. The bomb is set with a delayed timer. I was planning this all along. . .

The mission itself is meant to sow confusion (and subsequent suspicion!) between your people and the various delegates that eccepted your invitation.

However!, The Bravka is a fine year!

OOC: From what I've read about such things, you should have telegrammed me about doing this. Normally when something comes to a formal function, it is scanned and sniffed by security just because someone might do what you just said in OOC. As such, i do have the grounds to ignore the bomb.

OOC: Not really, you stated nothing about inspection of gifts, (you said you accepted it - and nothing else) and it's also possible that my spies could have smuggled the bomb at any rate (especialy if the bomb was smuggled in componets) . You can ignore it if you like, i can't force you to accept it. But I'll give myself credit that I was not godmooding - it's very plausable scenerio.

OOC: That is my opinion. You still should've telegramed me stating what you wanted to do and beside COMMON SENSE also needs to be used. You don't think I would just accept it without inspecting it now did you? I mentioned SECURITY WAS TIGHT!

OOC: And you don't think I would be stupid enough to attempt to pass a fully essemble bomb through airport constums? - or through a ship dock? There are many ways to get bomb components into a country. You also said your security was tight, but tight where? At the parade grounds? The podium area? Was it tight around some ship warf or dock?

Like I said, I believe I was not godmodding. And Dontpissusoff seemed to think it was a great oppertunity for RP. But, as I've said earlier feel free to ignore it, if you like.

I thought it was all very brilliant myself :lol: :P

I believe it was tight in all locations, yes along the parade route obviously as well as the podium but probably where this ball is going to take place as well.

THat is just my opinion and did you telegram Formal Dances about this?

I believe it was tight in all locations, yes along the parade route obviously as well as the podium but probably where this ball is going to take place as well.

THat is just my opinion and did you telegram Formal Dances about this?

OOC: He was very vague about it, and no, it did not telegram him. After all, the forum is slow enough as it is. That, and I seriously doubt they telegram each other during the war threads. I certainly did not see any difference with covert operations.

All I did was plan a well orchestrated operation, and even took Dontpissmeoff apperent "absence" into account. The situation is a plausable one, that's all I know. But, like I said earlier, if he wants to ignore it, then do so. But don't blame me.

I believe it was tight in all locations, yes along the parade route obviously as well as the podium but probably where this ball is going to take place as well.

THat is just my opinion and did you telegram Formal Dances about this?

OOC: He was very vague about it, and no, it did not telegram him. After all, the forum is slow enough as it is. That, and I seriously doubt they telegram each other during the war threads. I certainly did not see any difference with covert operations.

All I did was plan a well orchestrated operation, and even took Dontpissmeoff apperent "absence" into account. The situation is a plausable one, that's all I know. But, like I said earlier, if he wants to ignore it, then do so. But don't blame me.

OOC: I'm a she not a he and from what I've read, they telegram eachother to prepare for a declaration of war with reasons why. They mutually agree to a war. I never agreed for a bomb because you never told me about it. I may be a newbie on here but I do read the stickies.

When the President Finished her speech, Erica and John went to their feet and applauded.

"Impressive speech" John said

"Yes it was. Must've been tough on them to put this together from what she and her Vice President were saying."

"Apparently. Anyway.." he turns to the aide. "What are we going to be doing now?"

"Sir, you will be taken to the Capitol Hotel. I'm sure you would like to quickly freshen up before the Ball tonight. It'll start around Six tonight." He leads them from the Executive Building back to the limo. Inside the limo, the aide flips on the flip down TV and watches the parade. "Finally, after all this time, we have an elected body." He smiles as he witnesses history.

Well that is to bad, isn't it?. . .it was so well planned and RP'd

It would have been quite fun really. . .

Katherine and Andrew walk along the proud route. The military is proceeding them playing Patriotic music with soldiers behind them in full dress uniforms marching in perfect step. The pass the Defense Building and the guards assigned there snapped to attention and saluted their president. President Rice nodded at them and saluted back.

She then moved towards the crowd and shook some of the onlookers hands. Andrew does the same on the other side of the street. Their Securtiy entourage moves closer to them to better protect them as they shake hands and continues to walk along the parade route.

Katherine and Andrew walk along the proud route. The military is proceeding them playing Patriotic music with soldiers behind them in full dress uniforms marching in perfect step. The pass the Defense Building and the guards assigned there snapped to attention and saluted their president. President Rice nodded at them and saluted back.

She then moved towards the crowd and shook some of the onlookers hands. Andrew does the same on the other side of the street. Their Securtiy entourage moves closer to them to better protect them as they shake hands and continues to walk along the parade route.

Well that is to bad, isn't it?. . .it was so well planned and RP'd

It would have been quite fun really. . .

Tell you what. I'll let you do it only because it was marvelously planned :) Ok. No hard feelings. Sorry if I gave you a hard time.

However, the President won't die. Maybe the VP but the pres wont die.

Well that is to bad, isn't it?. . .it was so well planned and RP'd

It would have been quite fun really. . .

Tell you what. I'll let you do it only because it was marvelously planned :) Ok. No hard feelings. Sorry if I gave you a hard time.

However, the President won't die. Maybe the VP but the pres wont die.

Do as you see fit Formal Dances. If you must know I have nothing against you or anyone else here and found your thread quite good - it's lasting long after all - with no "bumping". I'm a roleplayer, and no hard feelings taken.

After a couple of minutes, the President and Vice President got back in the car and waved to the crowd as the parade made its way to its destination.

The bands and the military personel continue to march in step both in front and behind them as the guards continue to walk alongside them.

Katherine sighs as she waves and smiles to the populace.

OOC: Next post they'll arrive at the hotel. But that'll be later, I have to go for abit.

Well that is to bad, isn't it?. . .it was so well planned and RP'd

It would have been quite fun really. . .

Tell you what. I'll let you do it only because it was marvelously planned :) Ok. No hard feelings. Sorry if I gave you a hard time.

However, the President won't die. Maybe the VP but the pres wont die.

Do as you see fit Formal Dances. If you must know I have nothing against you or anyone else here and found your thread quite good - it's lasting long after all - with no "bumping". I'm a roleplayer, and no hard feelings taken.

I'm glad. can't wait to see how this pans out. Should be fun! Maybe we can be friends :)

When the President Finished her speech, Erica and John went to their feet and applauded.

"Impressive speech" John said

"Yes it was. Must've been tough on them to put this together from what she and her Vice President were saying."

"Apparently. Anyway.." he turns to the aide. "What are we going to be doing now?"

"Sir, you will be taken to the Capitol Hotel. I'm sure you would like to quickly freshen up before the Ball tonight. It'll start around Six tonight." He leads them from the Executive Building back to the limo. Inside the limo, the aide flips on the flip down TV and watches the parade. "Finally, after all this time, we have an elected body." He smiles as he witnesses history.

"That'll be perfect thank you. We do need to quickly freshen up it was a long plane ride over here. I have to admit, I find this quite refreshing. Its amazing what you managed to preserve. And I'm glad that you have a government that works for you. I hope it lasts forever. Tell me, was there something that happened here before you got your current government?"

"That'll be perfect thank you. We do need to quickly freshen up it was a long plane ride over here. I have to admit, I find this quite refreshing. Its amazing what you managed to preserve. And I'm glad that you have a government that works for you. I hope it lasts forever. Tell me, was there something that happened here before you got your current government?"

The aide sighs when this Admiral asked. "Yes. We had a revolt that lasted three years. When it was over, it took us another two years to establish this democracy. It was a trying time. We made it through it however and now we are hoping that we can thrive from it."

The limo pulls up to the hotel. "Here you are the Capitol Hotel. I hope you enjoy your stay here. You have a bit before the Inaugeral ball takes place. The parade hasn't gotten here yet so you have time. Relax and enjoy the scenery." With that, he walks into the hotel himself to prepare for the ball.

The motorcade finally managed to make it to the Capitol Hotel. When they pulled up, a throng of people were waiting along the steps for the President and Vice President.

President Rice stepped out of the car with the help of an attendant and walked up the steps shaking more hands as she does. Her Vice President did the same on the other side of the stairs. When they walked inside, a big round of applause broke out from those from within.

Security escorted them to a waiting room. Here, they'll freshen up abit before heading into the main ball room to begin the Inaugeral Ball.

She entered her room and started to straighten out her make up and hair.

'Boy what a day this has turned out to be' she said to herself. 'so far so good. I hope this keeps up. We need something to cheer about.'

She proceeded to the restroom and when she returned she called in her Chief aide.

"Wake me in One hour. I'm going to take a quick nap."

"Ok Madam President." she said. "You need it. The ball isn't do to start for two hours yet."

"I know. Wake me in one hour and I should be refreshed."

"Yes ma'am"

With that, the aide turned off the lights and left as Katherine stretched out on the bed she was given and slept.

Alexander was impressed by the speech.

"Very nice, but I'm tired... might I go to the hotel now?"

Alexander was impressed by the speech.

"Very nice, but I'm tired... might I go to the hotel now?"

"Yes we can." the aide said. The Ball starts in 2 hours. If you want to meet the president then, I'll introduce you to her."

She led him back to the limo and then drove to the hotel. They arrived ahead of the motorcade (only because you posted late, i'll give you the benefit of the doubt) and led him inside. "I'm sure you know how to find your room. I'll be up in one and three-fourths of an hour. Have a nice nap." Then she walked away to be with some people.

Alexander found his room and went to sleep.

OOC: Heh, I don't feel Roleplayey

Alexander found his room and went to sleep.

OOC: Heh, I don't feel Roleplayey

OOC: LOL!! I understand that feeling quite well!

The aide sighs when this Admiral asked. "Yes. We had a revolt that lasted three years. When it was over, it took us another two years to establish this democracy. It was a trying time. We made it through it however and now we are hoping that we can thrive from it."

The limo pulls up to the hotel. "Here you are the Capitol Hotel. I hope you enjoy your stay here. You have a bit before the Inaugeral ball takes place. The parade hasn't gotten here yet so you have time. Relax and enjoy the scenery." With that, he walks into the hotel himself to prepare for the ball.

"Well that is good to hear. Though we don't have a democracy, it is good to see a nation succeed."

"Yes it is" Erica agreed. "We wish you prosperity."

They entered the hotel together and went to their room to freshen up.

"Well that was very nicely done I thought. What did you think Erica?"

"Yes it was. Very formal like. Probably in there character for such things. Besides, I want to check out some of their restaurants and dance. We do have a couple of days before we have to get back." she said with a smile.

John sighed heavily. "Alright! I know how much you love to dance. Dancing isn't my forte you know that but I always go dancing with you." He laid on the bed. "I'm going to take a nap for abit."

"I'll stay up. I'm well rested anyway. Got alot of sleep on the ride down." she flips on the tv and watches the highlights from the days events. 'I wonder if President Server watched it. It was broadcasted with our network too.' she thought. She decided to flip the channel and tuned in on a music channel and listens to soft melody.

Marcus picked up the phone, and dialled into a switchboard. "Comrade, get me the President's office. Yes, I'll hold." He waited, waited, waited, but finally got through to the President's Principal Private Secretary. "Yello? I'd like to apologise to the President for having failed to attend her inauguration. I'd also like to arrange a time to see her; is she available at any time within the next...five days?" Perhaps I can salvage something from this diplomatic cock-up!

Marcus picked up the phone, and dialled into a switchboard. "Comrade, get me the President's office. Yes, I'll hold." He waited, waited, waited, but finally got through to the President's Principal Private Secretary. "Yello? I'd like to apologise to the President for having failed to attend her inauguration. I'd also like to arrange a time to see her; is she available at any time within the next...five days?" Perhaps I can salvage something from this diplomatic cock-up!

Sir are you going to be attending the Inaugeral Ball because that is where she'll be for the next few hours. As for the next five days, we do have some openings for tomorrow and three days from today. Other than that, sir, I'm afraid your out of luck.

Alexander wakes up, grogily, he notices that he's too sleepy to do anything. He starts thinking to himself 'Agh, me too sleepy to go to the ball... I'm going to need a wake up call...' He calls for room service, after a few rings someone answers the phone.

"I'd like to place a wake up call, 20 minutes before the ball... please."

Alexander wakes up, grogily, he notices that he's too sleepy to do anything. He starts thinking to himself 'Agh, me too sleepy to go to the ball... I'm going to need a wake up call...' He calls for room service, after a few rings someone answers the phone.

"I'd like to place a wake up call, 20 minutes before the ball... please."

Right away sir. You'll be duly noted for this wake up call. sleep well sir.

An hour later, Katherine's aide walks in and gently shakes Katherine awake. "Madam President. Its time to get up ma'am. You have an hour before the ball starts."

Katherine stirs and slowly opens her eyes to see her aide. "Thank you" She sits up and stretches. "I feel much better. Just alot of excitement today. It can wear you out if your not used to it which I'm not but I bet you that I will get used to it."

"I'm sure you will Madam President. Shall I get your Best Formal Gown out for you?"

"It should be hanging up in the closet. The jewelry I'm wearing should be in a bag attached to the hanger."

"There you go ma'am." she said as she takes it out of the closet and lays it carefully on the spare bed. "I'll go now so you can freshen up and changed for the biggest ball in Formal Dances's history."

Katherine chuckles at that. "At least for the next four years at anyrate when the next Inaugeral Ball will be held. Very well. I might as well get ready."

The aide left the room and she undid the Dress she wore to the Inaugeration and puts on her very best formal dress. (see an earlier post for what it looks like! And no, that is not the one she wore to be Inaugerated in. lol) After putting on her diamond neckles and braclet, she goes to the bathroom and puts on a touch of makeup and makes sure her hair is how its supposed to look. When satisfied, she puts on her earings and walks back to the room. She takes out her heels that were in a box on the bed and slides them on her feet. When she does and is satisfied on how she looked, she walks out the door and proceeds to her parents room till they are ready for her.

Twenty Minutes later, the phone inside the Delegate from Island of Rose ranged.

When he picked it up, he heard a very loud tone in his ear followed by the word.

This is your wake up call. 20 minutes till ball time. Wake up sleepy head.

Alexander picks up the phone.

"Up I go!" He hangs up and runs to the closet, puts on his suit and runs downstairs! He goes to the front desk, sweating and panting. "I-need-a-limo-to-the-ball." Note he doesn't actually know where the ball is...

OOC: Me no feely like RPing -.O

Alexander picks up the phone.

"Up I go!" He hangs up and runs to the closet, puts on his suit and runs downstairs! He goes to the front desk, sweating and panting. "I-need-a-limo-to-the-ball." Note he doesn't actually know where the ball is...

OOC: Me no feely like RPing -.O

The clerk looks at him dumbfounded like. "Ah sir, you don't need a limo to the ball. The ball is taking place right here at the Capitol Hotel. It is just down that hallway, at the end turn right! Its all the way down. It is the best ballroom in all of Formal Dances. Enjoy sir."

Alexander's eye twitches.
"Excuse me."

He walks into the nearest closet and expletives can be heard for 2 minutes.

Alexander bows towards the clerk. "Thank you."

He walks in towards the ball room, and now he waits to be greeted by some random diplomat, because he doesn't have a fiancee...

"Excellent. Lucy and I'll make our way there as fast as possible; I should be able to arrange something with the President there." With that he replaced the receiver and turned to Lucy. "Just as well I said to get ready for a formal. Let's get moving." They left with their aide, heading for the ballroom. He had to arrange a meeting tonight. Lucy grinned at him: another few hours of dancing! He smiled back wryly, and they both concentrated on their tasks ahead. For though her husband was the PM, Lucy was not content to just sit around and be ornamental; thus she was the Government's chief scientific advisor, having an excellent knowledge of chemistry and biology (and the qualifications to prove it), and heading a powerful board that had been the downfall of more than one company trying to import unsafe or poor-quality products and substances into the country. She's the brains of the operation, Marcus often said, much to her amusement. Thus, while he was to discuss trade and other international formalities, she was investigating the safety, quality and quantity of their potential trade partner's industry.

Alexander is still sitting in one the chairs... alone... by himself... whistling...

OOC: Well he is.. XD

OOC: Sorry forgot for a brief moment (Giggles)

IC:

Katherine left the her parents room and walked down to the room where all the guests were gathered. When she approached, the ruffles and florishes sounded followed by the Presidential Song. Everyone stood up as she entered the BallRoom and walked up to the Mic at the far end of it. "Ladies and Gentlemen. Let the Ball begin" she stated. With that, the music started and couples started to dance. Katherine walked around the room, shaking hands and making dancing promises as she made her way to the Buffet that was set up and grabbed some chicken, rice, and corn. She then proceeded to the Presidential table that was reserved.

"Excellent. Lucy and I'll make our way there as fast as possible; I should be able to arrange something with the President there." With that he replaced the receiver and turned to Lucy. "Just as well I said to get ready for a formal. Let's get moving." They left with their aide, heading for the ballroom. He had to arrange a meeting tonight. Lucy grinned at him: another few hours of dancing! He smiled back wryly, and they both concentrated on their tasks ahead. For though her husband was the PM, Lucy was not content to just sit around and be ornamental; thus she was the Government's chief scientific advisor, having an excellent knowledge of chemistry and biology (and the qualifications to prove it), and heading a powerful board that had been the downfall of more than one company trying to import unsafe or poor-quality products and substances into the country. She's the brains of the operation, Marcus often said, much to her amusement. Thus, while he was to discuss trade and other international formalities, she was investigating the safety, quality and quantity of their potential trade partner's industry.

The aide walked into the ballroom with them and looks around the room. When she spots the President at the table she said to the PM:

"The President is setting at the table over by the Flag of Formal Dances, the Presidential Flag and the Vice PResidential Flag. I'll take you over there." the aide leads them to her. "Madam President." the aide started, "Allow me to introduce the PM and his wife from the Nation of DontPissUsOff"

President Rice stood up and offered a minimal Bow. "It is an honor to meet you, Mr. PM."

Alexander is still alone... by himself... whistling... hurting on the inside....

"My apologies, Ma'am, for having missed your inauguration. There was an error in timing, entirely my own fault." Forgetting himself for a moment, he snapped to attention and gave the army salute. Then, looking embarassed as Lucy jabbed him in the ribs, he bowed. "My wife, Lucy, who is also the Chief Scientific Advisor. A great pleasure to be here and to meet you, ma'am." Lucy smiled and bowed also, then extended her hand.

Alexander is still alone... by himself... whistling... hurting on the inside....

Dude you are at the Ball. Dance man dance! Or go to the table where the President is at and introduce yourself!

"My apologies, Ma'am, for having missed your inauguration. There was an error in timing, entirely my own fault." Forgetting himself for a moment, he snapped to attention and gave the army salute. Then, looking embarassed as Lucy jabbed him in the ribs, he bowed. "My wife, Lucy, who is also the Chief Scientific Advisor. A great pleasure to be here and to meet you, ma'am." Lucy smiled and bowed also, then extended her hand.

"Its an honor to meet you both." she replied after acknowledging the salute. "I'm glad you were able to attend the Ball. This but one of four times this ball room will ever be used. Its expensive to rent but it is the best Ball Room in all of Formal Dances. So what can I do for you today PM?"

Alexander sighed. 'Time to work diplomatic magic' he thought.

He walks up to the President, confident in every step, no one has died he is confident. He bows towards the President.

"Hello there Ms. President, I am Alexander Rotun, representative of the Island of Rose. I hope we can have some sort of alliance and I'm sorry for the crashed MiG 19 at the airport." He stops bowing and extends his hand.

Alexander sighed. 'Time to work diplomatic magic' he thought.

He walks up to the President, confident in every step, no one has died he is confident. He bows towards the President.

"Hello there Ms. President, I am Alexander Rotun, representative of the Island of Rose. I hope we can have some sort of alliance and I'm sorry for the crashed MiG 19 at the airport." He stops bowing and extends his hand.

"Welcome Ambassador Rotun. I am President Katherine Rice. These people here is the PM of DontPissUsOff and his wife Lucy." she said as she gave a minimal bow and shook his hand. "Don't worry about the mig. Its been moved and the accident scene cleared. Next time put the landing gear down and you won't have another one like that one." she said with a giggle. "Now" she said to both parties. "What type of alliance do your two nations seek? We are opened to most types of alliances. So what will it be Gentlemen?"

"Well, Ma'am," began Marcus, sitting down. "We, that is our Government, are interested in establishing diplomatic relations with Formal Dances. In aiddition, we are interested in a trade partnership. I trust that you have been briefed on what we have to offer your nation; I know I have, regrettably, not received the same sort of briefing on what Formal Dances has to offer. Basically, are you interested?"

"Well, Ma'am," began Marcus, sitting down. "We, that is our Government, are interested in establishing diplomatic relations with Formal Dances. In aiddition, we are interested in a trade partnership. I trust that you have been briefed on what we have to offer your nation; I know I have, regrettably, not received the same sort of briefing on what Formal Dances has to offer. Basically, are you interested?"

"Sorry we haven't mentioned it sooner PM, but we were in the midst of this election and the State, Commerce, and Treasury Departments weren't fully established. Everyone was busy with getting things done for the elections. As to what we have to offer, Music, clothing, Vidoes, Agriculture, some moderate Industry making cars and planes sir. Anything that we do have can be yours. As for diplomatic relations, we will welcome it. We are trying to establish ties with the outside world. Any and all nations are welcomed. The ambassador that will be sent and his staff will honor your traditions just like we hope that your diplomatic staff you sent here will honor ours. Will this be acceptable?"

"Hmm. Excellent. Much consumer goods there. This would be good to import; our main imports are agricultural produce, timber and its' products, and various consumer goods. I see no reason why we cannot accept this wholeheartedly. As you know, much of our industry is "heavy" industry; thus we are in an excellent prodition to provide you with products from it in exchange for the lighter industries of Formal Dances. We have, I feel, an accord." He leaned forward a little "In addition, if you wish, we would be willing to sign a mutual defence pact. No obligation, of course."

Alexander smiled.

"I want to make a trade pact. A tarrifless, trade pact. Rose's famous cuisine for... your suits. They must be cheap here, if you were to export suits. Yes suits. Cheap suits. That's all we want. Suits. Any problem Miss Rice?" He rolls his eyes. "We Rosians like to get straight to business you know..."

"Hmm. Excellent. Much consumer goods there. This would be good to import; our main imports are agricultural produce, timber and its' products, and various consumer goods. I see no reason why we cannot accept this wholeheartedly. As you know, much of our industry is "heavy" industry; thus we are in an excellent prodition to provide you with products from it in exchange for the lighter industries of Formal Dances. We have, I feel, an accord." He leaned forward a little "In addition, if you wish, we would be willing to sign a mutual defence pact. No obligation, of course."

"A Mutual Defense Pact?" her eyes go wide as she said this. "I know I can agree to this. But first we need to go over particulars for such an agreement. Excuse me for being cautious here, Mr. PM, but my country is, well..., recovering from a massive uprising and rebuilding period. I need to know everything about this such a proposal before I agree to such things. I hope you can understand this."

She turns to Ambassador Rotun. "As for your proposal, why only suits?I'm sure you heard what we have to offer. As for it being tariffless, that we can agree on right now. So tell me, besides suits what else would you like?"

"Of course; one cannot commit one's nation to possible war. A Pact would state that in the event of an attack by a hostile third power upon either member, the other would be treaty-bound to intervene, but not obliged to send armed forces to assist the attacked nation. Thus if we came under attack you would be obliged to give us some aid, but not to sedn troops; you could, if you wish, send anything from arms and ammunition to clothing for refugees. Should you come under attack, we would be obliged to do the same. We'd most probably intervene with armed force." He drank from a glass of water that had appeared beside him, and went on: "This of course does not cover wars of aggression or wars of alliance. In other words, if we attack someone who has not attacked us, or we attack someone who has attacked an ally because of said attack on an ally, you're under no obligation to do anything. In fact you can start a war with us if you disagree in that event. That's all there is to it."

"Of course; one cannot commit one's nation to possible war. A Pact would state that in the event of an attack by a hostile third power upon either member, the other would be treaty-bound to intervene, but not obliged to send armed forces to assist the attacked nation. Thus if we came under attack you would be obliged to give us some aid, but not to sedn troops; you could, if you wish, send anything from arms and ammunition to clothing for refugees. Should you come under attack, we would be obliged to do the same. We'd most probably intervene with armed force." He drank from a glass of water that had appeared beside him, and went on: "This of course does not cover wars of aggression or wars of alliance. In other words, if we attack someone who has not attacked us, or we attack someone who has attacked an ally because of said attack on an ally, you're under no obligation to do anything. In fact you can start a war with us if you disagree in that event. That's all there is to it."

President Rice thought about this. While she did she drank some more of her punch and stared thoughtfully at him. After a few minutes, she nodded her head. "I think I can convince Congress to agree with this. However, they don't convene till tomorrow morning. Until then, any agreement we make won't be recognized. All treaties have to be ratified by the Senate. I see no reason for them not to ratify it though so I think we have a deal on fronts." She stood up and raised her glass and in a loud voice said: "I like to propose a toast a toast to a new alliance. An alliance between us and DontPissUsOff!" with that, she took a drink of her punch.

"Seconded. Cheers!" Marcus and Lucy, who had until now been discreetly going through music in her head, raised their glasses and drank. "Well, until tomorrow, I think we shall depart. Enjoy the rest of your day, ma'am."

"Seconded. Cheers!" Marcus and Lucy, who had until now been discreetly going through music in her head, raised their glasses and drank. "Well, until tomorrow, I think we shall depart. Enjoy the rest of your day, ma'am."

"You too Prime Minister. I hope to see you at the Legislative Building tomorrow when we swear in our First Congress. From there, our proposal will hit the floor of the Senate. It shouldn't take long for ratification. Until tomorrow." She nods to both of them and shakes the Prime Minister's hand.

As everyone dances to the sound of the music, President Rice wonders around to other tables engaging in idle chit chat. When she looked over by the door, a handsome young cadet from one of the military academies walks in wearing his full cadet dress uniform. Upon recognizing him, Katherine Rice smiles and walks over to him. The cadet smiles in return and holds out his hand. She takes it and he leads her onto the dance floor to dance.

As the ball Continues to wind down, Katherine Rice moves to where her VP and Cabinet were gathered.

"This was one heck of a night."

"I agree Madam President. I was just looking over what we agreed with DontPissUsOff. Very well done."

"Thank You. Sorry for cutting you out of the loop but technically, we're not a Cabinet till Tomorrow. I plan to submit this immediately."

"Good Idea. We need to start getting things rolling and that'll help. This sure will help our country." Her Secretary of state said.

"And the Defense Pact will help too." the Defense Secretary said. "we will need powerfull allies and though I have full faith in our region of the planet, we will need personal allies too. They fit the bill for that."

"Good! I'm glad you approve. With that people. Dance, Dance, Dance." She breaks away from them and goes back to the Cadet she was dancing with earlier.

The door opened. It was an ornate door, in keeping with the ornate surroundings. And in came a woman who still looked dazzling, and her husband, who looked shattered.
"Alright, that is IT! I am NEVER dancing again in my life!" decalred Marcus as he sank, laughing, into the soft bed. "Urgh. And I've got to tell the Government that a trade deal's been agreed and a possible MDF is in the works. Bloody hell, I'll never come here with you again."
"Ah, I know you're not serious, replied Lucy cheerfully. "I did some digging on this country's products; apparently they're high-quality, very good stuff indeed, so the Government'll be happy about that. Added to which," she smiled happily, "they love dancing! And this dress is just oustanding!"
"Indeed it is. Makes you look even more beautiful and even more sexy, something I hadn't though possible until now," replied Marcus with a grin. "A very good night this has been," he concluded, sipping a glass of champagne.
"And about to get better," replied Lucy.
The attendant heard the click of a light going off and decided that everything was OK.

The door opened. It was an ornate door, in keeping with the ornate surroundings. And in came a woman who still looked dazzling, and her husband, who looked shattered.
"Alright, that is IT! I am NEVER dancing again in my life!" decalred Marcus as he sank, laughing, into the soft bed. "Urgh. And I've got to tell the Government that a trade deal's been agreed and a possible MDF is in the works. Bloody hell, I'll never come here with you again."
"Ah, I know you're not serious, replied Lucy cheerfully. "I did some digging on this country's products; apparently they're high-quality, very good stuff indeed, so the Government'll be happy about that. Added to which," she smiled happily, "they love dancing! And this dress is just oustanding!"
"Indeed it is. Makes you look even more beautiful and even more sexy, something I hadn't though possible until now," replied Marcus with a grin. "A very good night this has been," he concluded, sipping a glass of champagne.
"And about to get better," replied Lucy.
The attendant heard the click of a light going off and decided that everything was OK.

The aide slips away to his own room and makes a quick call. When he hangs up, he changes from his outfit to pajamas and clicks off the light and goes to sleep.

At the dance, everyone starts to mill out the door. After a couple of more hours, the cadet walks the President out the door towards the limo.

"Thank you for coming Peter, didn't think you were going to come."

"Well, madam president" relishing the title but being militarily proper at the same time, "I managed to get a pass to attend."

"Well I'm glad." she smiles softly at him. "I hope that things go well for you at the Academy Pete. I know your father would want you to succeed."

"I know he would. You take care Katherine." He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. He opened the Limo door and when she entered, closed it and walked away.

When the limo was secured, the motorcade left the Capitol Hotel and made its way to the Presidental Palace that'll be her home for the next four years. In the back, she sighs softly as she watches the city night life go by her. After a few minutes, the limo arrived at her new home and was escorted up the steps. When she entered, a palace aide and an escort of guards, showed her to where she will be sleeping. After she entered her bedroom, she found a map of the palace on the bed and set about to study it as she changed for bed. After another hour, she clicked off the lights and fell to sleep.