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[Transmission sent on all wave lengths and communication routes to all nations and systems outside of the solar system]


Nations of the universe, we have been watching the situation with The Fedral Union escalate over the many years we have been monitering the situation. They have had many wars with other nations, they have been set upon my large groups and insulted where ever they go... on the whole it's turning into a ugly situation which may very well explode before the end of this year and the toll on their nation would be a huge humanitarian crisis.

This is not something we would like to see in Iuthia, we have always prided ourselves on our diplomacy and humanitarian efforts to help other nations in need. We will not watch as this nation is ruined by these events, we feel it is our duty to help them make amends with those whom they have poor relations with. Should this fail we would like to at least feel that we have done all we could to prevent disaster.

It is for this reason then that we are running a peace conference with all nations associated with The Fedral Union invited, as well as other nations whom may wish to observe and witness this event. Our intention is to finally put these issues to rest and resolve all conflicts with The Fedral Union so to prevent any more terrible incidents from occuring.

We hope that all nations whom have relations (good or bad) with The Fedral Union will have a representative attend, be it your leader or just a diplomat of any level. Security is garenteed to be high and food and accomadation will be provided for all guests.

Please confirm your interest by reply to this communique as details will follow,

Thanks,

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Lord General deGritz, leader of the Iuthian people.
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Additional Details:


Where: The Peace Conference will be held on Iuthia's one and only Scaffolding Station, due to it's use in contructing both of Iuthia's Super Carriers it should be more then capable to meet other nations needs for both accomadation and landing.

The station itself is located above Earths orbit in the Solar System and has been specially fitted out with addition luxuries especially for this conference. As noted previously it was orginally designed to build Iuthia's Super Carrier class capitol ships and has been refitted to maintain these ships and contruct other large capital ships.

On the whole it's not designed to dock larger ships not of Iuthian design, so it would be prefered if other nations use small ships from their larger "mother" ships in order to dock safely with our station, however special circumstances can be arranged by contacting us prior to the event.


When: The event will be held at the end of this month, attendees will be allowed to up to a week in advance to the event and accomadation will be provided upon arrival.

The event is expected to last anything from one day to several nights depending on how successful and productive it is, entertainment will be provided in the form of louges, bars and recreation centres and tours. Access will also be granted to visit Iuthia on Earth should of our guest want a short stay afterwards.


Security: Due to the importance of this event and the importance of all whom may attend, security will be exceptionally high. Guests will not be searched but they will be subject to a scan prior to admitance.

Security personnel may attend at the station, but they will not be invited to the conference itself, which is limited to representatives. Iuthian guards will be armed and they will be made up from our most elite soldiers, the Black Vipers.

Guests are expected to treat other guests and Iuthian personnel with the respect that is due, violence will not be accepted and will result in explusion with a formal complaint made against them to their nation.

The station itself will be protected by the majority of Iuthia's space fleet and as such security is assured from active attack against Iuthia, whats more we may call for allied assistance against such offenders.

Guests are asked to keep their war vessals to a minimum and at a distance from the station itself.


Special Needs: Due to the possible diversity of attendees at this event we ask that any nation requiring something out of the ordinary, such as certain foods, warning us of their conditions or simply accomadation, please contact us prior to the event so we can make sure we can make your delegates stay as comfortable as possible.

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Iuthian Super Carrier

OOC: Ok guys, this is the part where I lay down the rules of the thread because I'm expecting that with both TFU and his enemies near one another this could turn ugly and we all need to remember this statement:

It's just a game.


Thats right, we're this is just another part of the NS story and as such I'd like to keep OOC crap out of the confernce itself. This thread isn't the conference, the conference won't start until after the servers change after three days, and even then we'll start slow.

Please not insulting on another unless it's IC, in which case you are liable for IC reactions, please don't give people trouble because their RP isn't what you want, please don't be pedantic over spelling mistakes... we all have trouble.

Further more I'm placing the conference under OMG security, or Oh My God security to give you a better idea of what I'm implying... Basically it's impossible to beat my security for this event, you are 100% safe while at this event because this is meant to be peaceful, not a terrorist RP.

However, if you get permission from all parties involved (Myself and the Victim) you can do things like beat the security and perhaps even kill someone, but OOC all of us will know about it... if you don't like it then don't come and don't complain about it.

Attempts to terrorise the event will automatically fail, but can be RPed so long as this is accepted... it's just that you won't suceed without permission from the people you are doing it on.

Finally, no spamming or flaming. Anyone can come and anyone can post in this thread, but if you spam or flame in either thread I will warn you once, the second warning will be from a Moderator, I will not stand by and have this degenerate into a mud slinging contest.

Thanks, hope you enjoy the RP, I will be adding to this as we start because I want to limit pictures... but otherwise just have fun, you can RP your technology, characters and politics... if all goes well this thread will work out to be something worth being invovled in.


Additional Note: This is just a sign-up thread, don't worry about quality of RP in this thread. You can post OOC or IC and say what you like, comments and criticism.


Currently Attentding:

Skeelzania
Dontgonearthere
Wormia
Hattia

The Fascist Principality of Skeelzania will send a representative, though who has not been decided upon. We expect to engage the Fedral Union on some minor points regarding territory claims within the Gamma Quadrant.

1900 Hours - Phoenix Prime
Federate Republican Palace - Phoenix City

Chancellor George Thomas IV sat at his desk, admiring the frequent, yet ceaselessly awe-inspiring sunset of Phoenix Prime. He was proud of the civilization he had helped weather into a galactic power. He was proud that every being under Wormian jurisdiction ate and drank, and slept under a roof and four walls. It was one of those moments that a leader was proud of the nation he had, in some miniscule way, helped to sculpt.

His familiar wooden desk began to hum with life, and the integrated computer system began to churn information. It had recieved something.

Chancellor George Thomas IV looked on with curiosity.

Moments later, the older computer components managed to activate the integrated holo-emitter embedded on the desk, and a flat, glowing, blue and semi-transparent plane materialized out of thin air. On it displayed in red was a transmission regarding the Fedral Union, and a peace conference. He had long expected such a call to civilization. A conference to end the bigotry between longtime enemies of the Fedral Union was at last concieved.

And he would be present...

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The Federated Stellar Republics of Wormia
Chancellor George Thomas IV
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"Nations have no friends, only interests."

DGNT will send a representative, wwe havent had contact with TFU for some time, but we would be interested in a conflict.

DGNT will send a representative, wwe havent had contact with TFU for some time, but we would be interested in a conflict.

I was under the impression that the Conference's motive was to avert conflict...

DGNT will send a representative, wwe havent had contact with TFU for some time, but we would be interested in a conflict.

So let me get this straight... you come to a Peace Conference wanting to start a new conflict?

And I thought I was mad for starting this.

Hattia would like to send a representative in the interest of preventing conflict. We will send our Ambassador to Iuthia, since she is already in the nation.

Skeelzania: Thanks for being willing to join this conference, even if all doesn't go well we will make sure your stay is comfortable. We have taken note of your interest, please make sure to notify use when you have chosen a prepresantive.

Wormia: I've noted you down, thanks.

Dontgonearthere: (OOC) Well, you are welcome to come, but I would suggest you don't try and do anything violent without clearing it first, otherwise I will enforce failure.

Hattia: You are of course, welcome to come along and join in the conference, it does us well to see our ally interested in our affairs. Thanks.

OOC:
Damn, I knew I worded that wrong.
Change that to 'Would be intersted if a conflict occured'.

The State Department of Corneliu's new Secretary, Secretary Sheridan, heard the messege and calls the Presidential Palace. When he got confirmed for a meeting, he left the State Department and walked to the President's Residence. Upon Admittence, he and the president talked.

"Mr. President, this is a gold opportunity to further ties with other space nations as well as assist an ally in trying to avert a war that would be costly and deadly."

"Agreed! I think we should do this. Send a messege to Iuthia and tell them that we'll be sending the AGECS Millersville with 3 corvettes to ferry our representative, Admiral Server, to the conference."

"Right away Mr. President." With that, he left the office and carried out the orders.

<Messege to Iuthia>

Admiral Server, the President's son, will be attending the conference. He'll be onboard the AGECS Millersville which will be escorted by 3 corvettes.

Secretary Sheridan
Secretary Of State
Armed Galatic Republic of Corneliu

<End Transmission>

The Nazi Utopia of Central Facehuggeria will send a delegate to this meeting, if only so that Federal Atrocities are brought to light. We expect extensive security, do not dissapoint us by having our diplomat assasinated like the previous one sent to a confrence like this.

We will send a delegate.

"Very well. We shall send a representitive."

"We shall watch closely..."

"I would like to officially confirm my national entry to this conference. Although we had made it unofficial much earlier with the Iuthians, we thought it best known public that we have intention to attend such a peaceful conference.

As a now much more peaceful nation as our history otherwise suggests, we officially endorse the Iuthian Peace Conference on The Fedral Union.

Although our contact with this futuristic race is under speculation from the public, the fact remains that we have always been peaceful with the Fedral Race. We will be sending Dr. Peter Bronton to the conference to represent the Austar Union. He will be sent up via the National Space Agency, and will dock with the Iuthian Space Station as soon as nessasary."

Transmission sent on all wave lengths and communication routes to all nations and systems outside of the solar system

If I were you, I'd be very careful about who you give Earth's location to. You really don't want to meet the folks who Ghargonia broke away from all those centuries ago to come to Earth...

Ghargonia will not join you. We have precisely zero interest in establishing peaceful relations with anyone on this planet. Besides which, some old enemies of the Gargonians may spot someone there and it could get nasty. However, you'll be pleased to know that we have no interest in establishing hostile relations with anyone either. If possible, we would like to 'observe' the proceedings rather than join them.

Arlene MacJagger gazed out of her office window as a passing flock of flightless albatrosses crossed the lawn outside, the light of dawn turning their feathers golden. Sipping her coffee, she collected her thoughts, tapping the window sill with her finely manicured nails. At length she sighed and sank into her chair, adjusting the desk's speech pickup.

"Computer, record message to Iuthia, ree peace conference," she said.

A chime sounded. "Ready," said the desk.

"Message begins.


"My dear Lord General deGritz:

"We applaud your nation's efforts at stamping out conflict in the Universe. While Talcose has never had difficulties with the Fedral Union, we do recognize that war is often bad for trade, and trade is good for everyone. Though Talcose has no interest at this time in participating directly in the conference, we would be pleased to send a government observer to record the event and cover it for the Talcose news services.

"May I ask, on behalf of President Phelps and the Talcose Sector Council, if you have already made final arrangements for catering the event? Several of our larger catering corporations have expressed an interest in bidding for the honor. Failing that, would it be possible for us to send a few vendors to Scaffolding Station to provide novelty ice cream and Italian ice?"

MacJagger paused, scanned her PDA for a few moments, nodded thoughtfully, then continued.

"We would also be curious to know if Your Lordship has given any thought to the licensed souvenir possibilities of this important event, which will doubtless be remembered for generations to come. Should Iuthia be interested in providing such for the participants, whether gratis or as a commercial venture, the EvenTal Corporation would be pleased to send some conceptual sketches for your perusal. I'm sure we could come to an agreeable (and profitable) understanding for all concerned.

"Sincerely,

Arlene MacJagger
Special Assistant to the Undersecretary of Commerce
The Corporate Republic of Talcose.

"Message ends."


The desk chimed again. "Message saved. Hold, read back, or send?" It inquired.

MacJagger glanced at her list of tasks for the morning, which was growing by the minute. "Send immediately," she sighed. The desk chirped in acknowledgment, and she continued with another busy day.

The Psychotically-Induced State of Dimmimar will send a delegate to attend this conference. He will discuss matters of imperialist action against Dimmimar.

Baron Manfred von Konan
Minister for Foreign Affairs

We hope this initiative proves successful in resolving the bitter issues of the past.

God bless

The Shogunate of Euroslavia wishes to join these peace talks. The old governments' relations with TFU were nothing short of icy.

TAS Enterprise - J:
Rob: all right lets get ready to depart to the conference we don’t want to be late...
Admiral Thomson: Sir with all due respect do you really trust these people
Rob: yes i do now get this ship ready for departure.
Admiral Thomson: yes sir *walked up to the bridge and gave the orders* helm clear moorings and depart set a course for the station the peace conference is being held at.
Helm: yes sir *he sets the Crouse and the ship jumps to high warp.
Helm: we will arrive in a few hours sir...
Admiral Thomson: good...

"Emperor Masaki?" the Secretary of State came in. "We intercepted a tranmission from Iuthia, saying that they're holding a peace conference for TFU."
Andrew Masaki pondered it for a minute. "Interesting. Tell them that we'll send a delegate as soon as possible. We do have ties with TFU, you know."
"Very well, sire. Who will you send?"
"Hmm." Andrew closed his eyes. Grandfather?
Yes, Andrew? Jedi Master John 'Tenchi' Masaki answered.
Are you up for a trip to Iuthia? A peace conference with TFU and some other nations is about to begin.
TFU, eh? I had experience with them. Ready a ship for me. I'm going. Maybe the numerous conflicts will stop.
All right, Gramps. I'll see you later. Conversation ended, Andrew turned to his SecState. "Ready a ship for Grandfather. He's going to go to the conference."
"As you wish, milord."

To: Iuthia
From: Coredia, Coreworlds
We will be sending a delegate to the conference. The delegate has experience with TFU before, and will be a great help in keeping the peace. He will be there in a few hours.

On board the AGECS Millersville, Admiral Server and his Fiance are waiting on the bridge as the small group of ships continue to speed there way to the conference.

"Admiral, we'll be arriving at the conference very soon."

"Very well. Prepare to leave hyperspace and prepare my shuttle for departure. We need to make sure that our ally has a satisfactory accord." He signals the comm officer. "This is Admiral Server to fleet. We are here on a peaceful mission. Don't do anything provocative or you'll answer directly to me." He signals again. "Well Erica. Are you ready for this mission?"

"Of course hun. This should be fun. Hopefully we can do this."

"I agree Erica, I agree."

The Hattian battlecruiser Indefatiguable drifted into the system. Her long sleek body was studded with turrets, docking bays, and various other things needed to fufill her role as a ship of war. Star Admiral Zaitsev stood on the deck, watching the Iuthian space station as it moved closer. He was dressed in his best white uniform. Many medals hung from the uniform, all were industriously polished during the long space-flight. He leaned over and picked up his hat and placed it on his head.

He nodded to the Docking officer and headed down towards his shuttle, while the communications officer hailed the station. This is the Hattian Battlecruiser Indefatiguable, requesting temporary stand down of any weapons and docking rights for our Admiral's shuttle.

Zaitsev walked up the ramp into his white StarRunner class shuttle, which quickly lifted up and sped off towards the station.

Iuthia isn't entirely ready for NS yet. Give him a little while first.

he told me this on IRC

Okay

To Iuthia:

Though we are not a space nation, we would like to send an ambassador to this conference. One of our best ambassadors will be sent if she can get a lift to the conference site. We hope that we can help in this conference.

Thank you,

President Rice
Formal Dances

King James VI wishes it to be known that his son, Prince Michael, will gladly attend the peace conference, and asks what diameter your airlocks are. We have a limited space capable craft which could be used to ferry people to the conference, but it is slow by the standards of Iuthian vessels, and may take some days to reach the station.

"Admiral, we are approaching the target coordinates sir."

"Very well Lt. Williams. Helm, stand by to drop us out of hyperspace."

"Right away sir."

"SO, I want my shuttle prepped for launch. We'll be leaving ten minutes after reversion to normal space and I don't want delays. And make sure that my bags as well as Erica's are stowed aboard."

"Right away Admiral. Requesting permission to prepare an escort flight towards the station. After the Civil War sir, I recommend that in case some roublerouser decided to take a pot shot at you sir."

"That won't be necessary here SO. No one will attack us here. It is a peace conference and anyone dumb enough to try to take me out will have to deal with the Corneliuan Navy. I don't think they want to do that. Just get my shuttle prepared for launch. Bridge out!"

"Sir, we're at the coordinates."

"Helm take us back to normal space."

Moments later, the small group of ships anchored by the Millersville jumped to normal space.

"Comm give me a channel." When he nodded he started. "This is Admiral Server, CO of the Corneliuan Military Forces and next inline to the Presidency. We are here for the peace conference. My shuttle will be leaving here soon and I request permission to dock ahead of time. Thank you for the invition. Admiral Server out." When he finished, he offered his arm to Erica and they left the bridge. Ten minutes later, they launched from the ship and headed for the station as the warships took up formation to defend the area incase someone does attack the conference.

"The Steel Imperium of Mekanta will be happy to transport any low tech nations from Terra to the meeting, if our hosts agree."

"The Mekantan Fleet has orders to be in the Sol system regardless, as we believe problems may soon erupt. It will be no trouble at all."

"The Steel Imperium of Mekanta will be happy to transport any low tech nations from Terra to the meeting, if our hosts agree."

"The Mekantan Fleet has orders to be in the Sol system regardless, as we believe problems may soon erupt. It will be no trouble at all."

We would be honored if you could. Ambassador Melissa Hannity will be at Formal City International Airport! If our hosts allow this to happen, we thank you in advance!

President Rice
Formal Dances

In deep space a zealot norn queen picked up the broadcaste transmission. Amid the loud heavy metal music blaring withing the superstructure a single zealot ran into an internal chamber to anounce the news. He ran in and the door close behind him as a spine slammed into his skull consuming his mind learning all it could from his experience of life apart from the hive cluster for the zealots where alowed to life appart from the hive such was their devotion to the good of the swarm.
As his concious was absorbed the hive knew what he did as the node at the core of the norn queen transmitted to the hive.

comms from over mind @ Lord General deGritz:
*A Deep booming voice hissed across the airwaves (Zerg overmind type from starcraft).*
We are the hive, we are perfection. As eternal ally's of TFU the hive shall be in attendance. We reccomend that CorpSac be in attendance as our allys. Hive Fleet Domiscus is inbound and will arrive 10 parsecs after the end of this message.
In responce to your offer of materials we request 2 X 10 megaton nuclear warheads to be detonated at co-ordinates suitable for your selfs once our avatars have disembarked and are aboard the conference centre. We will arrange final details with you regarding this matter at a later date.
We are the hive, We are perfetion, You are welcomed to the swarm.

*Exactly 10 parsec's after the completion of this transmission A fleet consisting of:
1 Patriach: Star sized hive ship (Housing 2 million swarm ships)
1 Hive queen: Planet sized hive ship (Housing 1 million swarm ships)
3 Norn queen's: Moon sized hive ship (Housing 200,000 swarm ships each)
1 Zealot Norn queen: Moon sized hive ship with non biological additions and a zealot fighter launch bay. (Housing 26 zealot fighters and 4 zealot friggates.)
78 royal guard escourt: 100 meter long ships - elite guard of the hive.
3 Cuttle fish transport vessels. 75 meters long, appears as a giant cuttle fish capable of carying over 500 personal + Command.
200,000 Swarm ships currently on patrol guarding the fleet.
1 Norn Egg. Ciy sized green object being towed by the gravety field of the zealot norn queen.*

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As the Peace and Justice jumped out of hyperspace, Master Masaki looked forward to the conference.
"We've arrived, sir." The captain of the ship reported.
"Good. Open communications." After channels were opened. "This is Jedi Master Masaki, delegate to the peace conference. We request permission to dock."

The TAS Enterpise - J wanting to be a little delayed so evry one got there before the pres did *warped in to the sytem and proceeded to the station at half quater impulse* *

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Ops : *opens a channle to the station* this is the star ship enterpise-j requseting clearnce to send a shuttle over ... please repond
Rob * walked down to the shuttle bay in to an excutive shuttle waiteing orders to depart and move towrds the station*--
Rob : *sighs*...
Tac: you all readyed up sir ?
Rob : yeah .. just let me know when ill be able to depart ..
Tac: ops should have an answer soon ..

Attending so far:

Iuthia
The Fedral Union
Skeelzania
Dontgonearthere
Wormia
Hattia

Corneliu
Central Facehuggeria [confirmation required]
Hogsweat
Mekanta
Austar Union

Talcose (Observer)
Dimmimar
Jeruselem
Euroslavia
CoreWorlds

Formal Dances
McLeod03
Hive Fleet Imodius [confirmation required]


IC Replies:

To all nations whom have so far applied:

Iuthia thanks you for taking an interest and quarters and living areas are now being arranged for yourselves and any others such as aides and servants. Your interest in this endevor is apreciated and hopefully we can work something out for the betterment of all involved.

The conference will not be held for some time yet, but peolpe are now welcome to start arriving and preparing themselves. We ask that all war vessals keep a long distance away and that shuttles and other reasonably sized craft be used to physically bring your guests. Whats more we ask that no violence outside the station take place and that all attending nations monitor the solar system as a non-combat area.

We would also like to take this time to note that matter transmission is fatally dangerous near Iuthian capital ships due to our defences. As such we would advise all nations to use conventional methods of arriving at the conference.

Any Earth-based nation wishing to attend may do so by taking a diplomatic plane to Iuthia and we'll give you a lift to the station along with our leader and diplomatic staff.

This conference is not only a means to make peace and resolve issues with TFU, but also to make new contacts with Iuthia, your host.

Thanks,

Ambassidor Kayla Harmone, Iuthian Diplomatic Corps.
Iuthia


The Nazi Utopia of Central Facehuggeria will send a delegate to this meeting, if only so that Federal Atrocities are brought to light. We expect extensive security, do not dissapoint us by having our diplomat assasinated like the previous one sent to a confrence like this.

Reply: We would like to repeat that our security is at an incredably high level due to the nature of the conference, whats more our own leader is attending and as such we too are concerned with security.

If you do not trust Iuthia, who has remained neutral through-out history in regards to The Fedral Union with exception to our own issues with them in the past, then we would advise that you do not attend. It would be sad for your nation to not have a say in these talks, but if you are not willing to trust is then we will not force your people to attend.

As such it's up to yourselves.




OOC: First and foremost I would like to remind everyone of the OOC rules in place and that they extend to all offensive actions whether you regard this as GODMOD or not, offensive actions have to be checked with all nations involved via OOC in order to keep the peace... afterall this has been noted as a peaceful RP and I'm running OMG sucurity levels. Telepathy and the such has to be checked with the people you are doing it on OOC first, whats more it is harder then usual because Iuthia is an inately resistant nation to the such and in the presence of alot of Iuthians (being at my station and all) is no acception... this is balanced out by the fact that Iuthians can't ever learn telepathy...

Fighting outside of the solar system isn't banned, but if you incist on doing so do it in another thread, fighting in the solar system will probably result in your nation being banned from the conference, if it turns against Iuthia then I will take it as an invasion and we will respond as such, bringing in our allies... I'm sure some of them wouldn't be happy.

I'll respond to docking proceedures later, I'm busy.


Ghargonia: Ignored. It is impossible for any nation to destroy Earth because of the shear number of nations willing to protect it, I would suggest you don't post just warning unless you are actually willing to contribute in the future.

Finally...

Hive Fleet Imodius: Unless you reduce that by alot I'm ignoring the hell out of it, whats more I'm not even sure I'm willing to accept Tyranids if thats the race of your people, perhaps the more human ones...

Basically put I don't want fleets sitting outside of Earth, if it's feasable then you will be IC asked to fall back for security reasons, if it's like this (i.e huge planet sized ships) then quite frankly I won't RP with it.

So I would suggest reducing it to one cap-ship sized vessal which will use a small ship to actually dock with Iuthia. Whats more, telepathy on James deGritz is impossible... try a more mechanical method or I will RP you as not actually sending a message.

Corneliu:

Further out in the deeper reaches of the solar system, a contact appears on Iuthian scanners, revealing the Corneliu battle group with the capital ship AGECS Millersville at the centre of the formation. The energy spike detected with their arrival suggested the use of some form of FTL technology, however the Iuthian's had little experience with such technology beyond what they learned from the Vortex Corperation.

The formation continued to organise itself for a moment after the arrival, keeping it's distance in a defendable position before sending it's communication to the Iuthian fleet positions in the orbit above Earth.

"This is Admiral Server, CO of the Corneliuan Military Forces and next inline to the Presidency. We are here for the peace conference. My shuttle will be leaving here soon and I request permission to dock ahead of time. Thank you for the invition. Admiral Server out." The communication stated.

"This is scaffolding station Commander Burton, welcome to Sol guys, you're welcome to dock with us at any time, we have tons of space prepared. Station out." within moments transmissions were sent to the small escort flight detailing where to land and how to do so...

The station itself was something of a huge crude station orbiting Earth in a somewhat loose orbit above Iuthia itself. On the whole it looked like something which would be used to build huge capital ships for the Iuthian fleet, as that was it's orginal intention, however with years worth of investment it has been modified into something of a space station with more then enough room to house large complexes as well as continue it's use as the main space based contruction yard for Iuthia. It was one of the few stations which could almost be seen by the naked eye from Earth.

Surrounding the station itself is pretty much the entire Iuthian space fleet, on scanners it proves to be something of a site with more then 40 frigate class capitol ships and two larger carriers, used to transport the majority of Iuthia's strike craft, from fighters to corvettes. They were positioned near the station in a strong holding pattern, ever vigilant of a possible attack. It's also possible that some of Iuthia's allies vessals are near by, should any danger become likely, though their presence is sparse at this time as Iuthia is confident that the meeting will be a success...

It's still several days until the actual event, however Iuthia is more then happy to recieve guests early, it's important that these talks succeed.


Talcose:

Iuthian Encypted Responce:

We are perfectly happy to allow other nations to observe these peace talks, however we assure you that Iuthia has taken care of all details, save any additional requests asked of us from individual nations on their behalf... in any case we couldn't (for security reasons) accept such offers and as such we must decline any offer for your nations industries to fullfil our catering contracts.

The same must be said for your offers for soverniers... this is not a commercial event and we doubt that such would be suitable. In anycase we have little interest for such trinkets, though we thank you for your willing. We also ask that any recording keep well out of the way of the proceedings, we will allow a viewing area and your offical observer can even be among our politicians, however the camaras will have to use the viewing area and all equipment will be subject to inspection for security reasons.

Thanks,

Ambassidor Kayla Harmone, Iuthian Diplomatic Corps
Iuthia


Hattia:

Due to Hattia's allied status with Iuthia their main vessal was permitted to be closer to Iuthia's scaffolding station and take it's place among Iuthia's large force, it would seem that the Hattian craft didn't have far to go in either case due to Hattia's earth-based nation state.

"This is the Hattian Battlecruiser Indefatiguable, requesting temporary stand down of any weapons and docking rights for our Admiral's shuttle." The Hattians communicated to the Iuthian Fleet.

"Welcome to our station comrades, your request is granted and we are preparing for your docking, the Lord General has been expecting you, he will great you upon your arrival. Have fun." Soon after followed docking instuctions from the computer.


The Fedral Union:

In the distance at the outskirts of the Solar system, just passing Pluto, the Fedral Unions vessal left warp, suddenly appearing on the Iuthian scanners. Slowly it made its way towards Earth, keeping it's distance from other space vessals before stoping a distance away from the Iuthian Scaffolding station.

From here the entire glory of the Iuthia fleet could be seen protecting the area and ensuring the safety of their most venerable leader.

"This is the Starship Enterprise - J requesting clearance to send a shuttle over... please repond." The large vessals communicated to the Iuthian Fleet.

"We hear you load and clear Enterprise, we have room prepared especially for your shuttle; Kayla Harmone is awaiting your landing, docking instructing to follow. Good luck!" And with that the computer sent out docking instuctions for to the Enterprise, a precise course for the shuttle to follow to dock with the station.

<Edgebaston Airbase, McLeod03>

A long sleek craft taxied out onto the longest military runway in McLeod03. Its graceful curved lines gave it away as the first production model of the XS-42 Raven. Beneath the large body sat a bank of heavily modified hybrid scramjet engines, allowing the XS-42 to travel at Mach 3 in atmosphere, and be capable of space flight.

Inside, the craft was the height of luxury, not at all like any other McLeodian space craft. The Endeavour, as she had been named after her refit, was fitted with comfortable seats and beds, all with straps to hold people to them in space. The crew was limited to two, with three passengers. Prince Michael, the 27-year old son of King James VI, his assistant, Jody Birch, and his personal bodyguard, Thomas McLewis, charged with following him everywhere.

With a roar, the hybrid jets started up, accelerating the Raven down the runway rapidly, before she peeled off the tarmac and headed to her first refueling point before she was to leave Earths atmosphere for the first time, and head towards the Iuthian station.

Ignored. It is impossible for any nation to destroy Earth because of the shear number of nations willing to protect it, I would suggest you don't post just warning unless you are actually willing to contribute in the future.

Strange. I don't recall threatening to destroy the Earth, I just warned of possible dangers that you may not be aware of by making such a broad transmission. Where would be the point in destroying the planet we inhabit?! Given your lack of willingness to allow us to observe the proceedings, we shall have to assume that there is some of plot going on. It wouldn't be the first time you under-developed savages have done so...

Coded Message to Iuthia:

We trust you in this. If you say that it is safe and that Federal Assasins will not attack our diplomats then we will send a delegate.

Our diplomat, Bernard Strauss and two elite Bodyguards will arrive to the specified location in a 'Supernova' Corvette. We are looking foward to participating in this confrence.

OOC: Damn. My hopes for a forum with the "Bold" and "Italics" buttons is shot in the foot and left to die... meh. Oh well. The swiftness of the new forums impresses me.

IC:

1600 Hours - FRW Dominance
7 AU from Iuthian Scaffolding Station

The FRW Dominance was a unique warship. In Wormia, and in foreign nations. It was the first Dominance-class battleship to ever be commissioned, and as such, it was one of the participants in Wormia's first act as a space nation, the Chrome Fleet. Where most of the ships, upon return were repainted the original asteroid grey, the battleship was left chrome, and was commissioned as the flagship of Wormia's international amnesty fleet.

The bridge of the Dominance was not entirely unlike the other battleships in the fleet. A few exceptions made it unique, such as it's older command controls. It was one of the few ships in the Federate Naval Fleet which still used buttons, and it was one of the few Wormian ships equipped with a cloaking device.

"Captain... we have entered the system... we are only seven AU from the station."

Captain Ykar Meiran walked about the bridge. His ship carried the most noted Wormian ambassador, who had a very busy schedule in the coming months.

Jerraus Kera'th walked onto the bridge in his full Wormian delegatory attire, a blue robe with the Wormian crest embroidered on the left part of the chest.

"Estimated time to arrival?" Kera'th asked, calmly.

"Approximately thirty two minutes, sir. We are proceeding at light speed towards the station..." Meiran replied.

"Hmm. Might I ask the captain's permission to open a channel with the Iuthian station?"

"Secure? Or open?" Meiran replied, with a grin. The two men were not strangers, as Meiran's command ship saw Mr. Kera'th frequently. They had grown acquainted, acquainted well.

"Open, if you don't mind."

"Of course not." He paused for a moment, waiting for the familiar audial *beep* which signaled when a video/audio communication was actively transmitting. It came, and he said to Kera'th, "Channel open."

"Greetings to all present at the peace conference in regards to the Fedral Union. This is Foreign Minister Jerraus Kera'th, speaking on behalf of the Federated Stellar Republics of Wormia. The Wormian delegation will be arriving at the Iuthian scaffolding in approximately half an hour. We request docking instructions, as well as a list of who is currently present at the conference. Dominance out." He finished.

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As the Peace and Justice jumped out of hyperspace, Master Masaki looked forward to the conference. He saw that numerous other ships have already begun to arrive and send shuttles.
"We've arrived, sir." The captain of the ship reported.
"Good. Open communications to Iuthia." After channels were opened. "This is Jedi Master Masaki, Coreworlds' delegate to the peace conference. We request permission to dock."

OOC: Hope you didn't forget me. Anyway I noted your telepathy section, and will take that into account. Not that I would do anything, but just in regards as to who my ambassador is.

Oh yeah, and Wormia, you can go to your profile, and when you're there, click on Edit Options, and scroll down to Misc. Options. At the Message Editor interface, you can change your editor from Basic (just text box) to Standard (which I use). That's how you get the bold and italics and more.

Ambassador Melissa Hannity was at the Waltz City Airport boarding her flight to Iuthia. This was her first mission as Ambassador. Only 15 years old, she knows she will probably be the youngest ambassador present.

"Madam ambassador, welcome aboard ma'am. This why please and I'll escort you to your seat."

"Thank you she said." She followed the attendent to her seat trying to smooth out the butterflies in her stomach. "Why couldn't the Secretary of State do this?" she muttered to herself. She looks around at the diplomatic plane assigned to her and see's the aide that she was assigned. As the plane rolled down the taxiway to the runway, she mentally starts to prepare herself for her duties. Moments later, the planed rolled down the runway and took off toward Iuthia's airport.

Her and the aide went over the gameplan for the up coming talks! After lunch, Melissa took a brief catnap.

This is the captain speaking are we approaching Iuthia Control! Please buckle up and prepare for landing.

This is State Air 5, carrying Ambassador Melissa Hannity and and her aide! They are here for escort to the conference. We are requesting landing clearence!

Strange. I don't recall threatening to destroy the Earth, I just warned of possible dangers that you may not be aware of by making such a broad transmission. Where would be the point in destroying the planet we inhabit?! Given your lack of willingness to allow us to observe the proceedings, we shall have to assume that there is some of plot going on. It wouldn't be the first time you under-developed savages have done so...

OOC: Odd that you would reply IC to a OOC responce. Perhaps you fail to understand the perpose of Out of Character responces.

Whats more we didn't say you were threatening to destroy the planet, but that you were warning us which is relatively pointless concidering the shear impossibility that any one can do anything to Earth concidering how many people will defend it, whats more there are many modern nations who no doubt have a SETI system which it's sole perpose is to send communications to any life form out there in the search for extra terrestrial life.

My suggestion? Firstly, differentiate between IC and OOC. Secondly stay on topic.

Now I kindly ask you to keep out of my thread.

*the shuttle departed and headed for the station a few momnets later arriveing at the docking bay area* *the shuttle landed and robert walked out *
Rob : woah this is a large station hmm *looked around*

*the enterpise J established a scynous orbit around the station .*

Admiral Server and his fiance heard the report over the shuttle's speakers.

"This is Admiral Server. Thank you for clearing us to land. My fiance and I will be docking shortly. We also have a total of ten guards and they have received their instructions regarding attendence. They have been instructed to remain at a junction leading to the Conference Room. We also have 2 aides that will be with us inside the conference room. Please have a representative to meet us at our birth. Again thanks for the invitition and we'll be seeing you here very soon. Shuttle Millerville Alpha out"

When he cut transmission, the shuttle continued to close with the space station. "Well it is a nice station isn't it?"

"Ours is better but it is functional. I can't wait for this conference to begin. Maybe finally we can end the hostilities between TFU and her enemies. Maybe then, we can move on with rebuilding our own nation."

"I agree Erica but this was to important to allow an ambassador to come here so we got tagged with it." He sighed heavily. "This is important and I'm glad that we are here to do this. TFU is an ally and they must be protected! We will find a peaceful solution here I sense it."

"I agree sweetie." she leaned over and kissed him tenderly on the lips.

"Sir, we're docking now." the pilot said.

"Very good proceed." Within moments, the shuttle docked with the station. Server approached the hatch and lowered and stepped out onto the space station.

CoreWorlds:

Just a small distance away from Jupiter, a hyperspace contact was picked upon Iuthian scanner, now getting accustomed to all these sudded energy spikes. Drawfed in comparison to the giant planet, the Peace and Justice, a relatively small ship in comparison to the others arriving, start to make it's way towards Earth and Iuthian space.

Shortly after, they sent a communication to the Iuthian Fleet, it was probably designed to be recieved as a hologram, but Iuthian Command didn't have the visual apparatus on board their Station to view it.

"This is Jedi Master Masaki, delegate to the peace conference. We request permission to dock."

"Welcome to Sol, Jedi Master Masaki. We have a prepared space awaiting your landing, permission to land has been granted. Docking proceedure following this message." And sure enough the computer gave out the flight course to land on the station.

OOC: Sorry about that, I answered many of these early in the morning and as I'm sure you can tell I missed one...


McLeod03:

In the distance towards the edge of the Solar System the FRW Dominance made contact on the Iuthian scanners, now slowing down to light speed to make the rest of the journey to Earth.

"Greetings to all present at the peace conference in regards to the Fedral Union. This is Foreign Minister Jerraus Kera'th, speaking on behalf of the Federated Stellar Republics of Wormia. The Wormian delegation will be arriving at the Iuthian scaffolding in approximately half an hour. We request docking instructions, as well as a list of who is currently present at the conference. Dominance out." Was the message signalled to the Iuthian fleet.

"Welcome to Sol, Minister Jerraus Kera'th. We will start preparations for your docking proceedures immediatly, we will rely you the intructions prior to your arrival. As for the nations currently present; delegates from the Fedral Union are already docked and our Lord General is currently aboard, we will transmit other details as we get them. Have a good flight."

Soon after docking information and permission was sent to the craft.

Formal Dances:

"This is State Air 5, carrying Ambassador Melissa Hannity and and her aide! They are here for escort to the conference. We are requesting landing clearence!" The plane had been flying over Iuthia's capitol city, Iuthia Prima, for a couple minutes now, they had already got diplomatic permission to be in Iuthia's airspace and were making their way towards the airport.

"You have clearance to land State Air 5, welcome to Iuthia Prima." In the distance the large flat area of the airport could be seen as a sea of grey witht the occasional air defence and tower scattered across it.

Taking care to follow instructions relayed to them the plane eventually landed safely on the main runway to be greeted by a limo slowy riding towards the plane, along with maintaince vechiles such as the stairway and refueling vechiles.

As the Ambissidor and her diplomatic aide left the plane they were met by small elven woman wearing a grey suit, next to her stood a large security offical, identified by his black suit and holstered weapon.

"Welcome to Iuthia, Ambassador Hannity. I'm Ambassidor Lia and I'm here to escort you to your hotel before you and our diplomats make their way to the station. I trust your flight wasn't too uncomfortable?"


Corneliu: They were of course, correct in their assumption, for the size of the station is sure as hell wasn't as slick and pleasing to the eye as many other designs... Iuthian's preferered practicality over aesthetics and as such the station was mostly made of different color materials as it had been built upon over the years.

The landing itself took place in a large bay area, clearly designed for numberous fighter and corvette class craft, however it was currently rather empty as no such craft could be seen.

When they finally opened the hatch, several people awaited them with a small group of security personel behind them just far enough not to intimidate. The security were clearly armoured in what can only be described as carapace armour, carely built to suit each Black Viper and at the same time afford reasonable protection, needless to say, they were armed.

More importantly however, several diplomats awaited them with open smiles, wearing the standard grey suit of the Iuthian Diplomatic Corps.

"Welcome to our humble station, Admiral Server. I'm sorry about all the security but we need to assure the safty of our own Lord General as well as all other diplomats, as such we may go a little overboard to assure their safety. However, nevermind that. I'm John McIntire and I'll give you a tour of the station if you like, or if you would prefer I can show you to your quarters.

"Oh, and your security personel will have to register all weapons with our security laisons, we are afriad that due to the volitile nature of some guests we will not be able to permit weapons on board without express permission from the Lord General himself, our own security can assure you, and your nation that you will be safe."

OOC: Please note that earlier statement to McLeod03 is actually to Wormia... I got mixed up. There are alot of people attending and I've got alot to pay attention to, so sorry about that.

The Fedral Union: As the president of the Fedral Union left his shuttle, Kayla Harmone, personal friend to Lord General deGritz and a Ambassidor to many nations awaited him, along with a small group of Iuthian Black Viper security personel, wearing their usual Black Carapace armour and large futuristic weapons.

Kayla looked to be in her late twenties with her long hair flowing down her back. Unlike other diplomats in Iuthia, Kayla had the freedom to wear whatever she liked during her work. Currently she wore a simply white dress.

"Wecome to the Scaffolding Station, President Bastidas. I'm Ambassidor Kayla Harmone and I'm here to give you a tour of our station, or if you would prefer I can simply take you to your living quarters.

However, before we can do that we will have to ask you to allow us to make a scan to make sure your not carrying anthing which can be used as a weapon, we are afraid that we have to check everyone including yourself."

OCC: I don't know about you guys, but these forums are still a fickle bitch in my book.

IC:
The Skeelzanian battlecruiser had exited hyperspace several hours before, emerging in a relatively empty patch of space on the inner side of the asteroid belt. Its fusion engines had allowed it to make good time, beginning its deceleration burn right on schedule.

On the bridge of the SKZ-HC09 Nidhogg, Prince-Apparent Vladimir Skeelzot zoomed in on the long range scope, going over the Iuthian Station with a mechanic's eyes. It seemed awfully cluttered and haphazared, but the facilities back at Solomon hadn't been any better in their youth. Hearing a soft click behind him, he turned to face Rear Admiral Bolton, Commanding Officer of the Nidhogg. "My lord, we are within hailing distance of the Iuthian Station. Once our arrival is confirmed, your shuttle can depart."

"Very good, Admiral. I expect my shuttle to be fully loaded by that time. For the interim, I shall be in my cabin." They exchanged salutes before the Prince marched off to his modest cabin. Critics claimed that Skeelzanian ships had as much creature-comfort as a slaughter house, but they had never seen the officer cabins. Expensive wood paneling, meteoric-rock for the floors, anything an officer (or his Noble Family) could pay for.

Ignoring all of it, Vladimir sat down at the desk and reviewed his notes on the Federal Union. He hadn't even been born when their first clumsy invasion occured, poorly-armed and commanded ships blundering through space, snapping up planets rightfully Skeelzanian. The Principality was fully prepared to smash the Federals and their Verboten allies, but the Elves in Arenumberg had prevented them. But now Arenumberg was a lawless sector, pirate lords ruling over whole worlds. The Principality was free to act.


Back on the bridge a junior communication's officer managed to raise the Iuthian Station and fire off a message. "Iuthian Station, this is the SKZ-HC09 Nidhogg, here for the Federal Union Peace Conference. We are within launching range of our shuttle, and only await permission for them to dock. We ask how big an entourage can accompany our delegate however."

Formal Dances:

"This is State Air 5, carrying Ambassador Melissa Hannity and and her aide! They are here for escort to the conference. We are requesting landing clearence!" The plane had been flying over Iuthia's capitol city, Iuthia Prima, for a couple minutes now, they had already got diplomatic permission to be in Iuthia's airspace and were making their way towards the airport.

"You have clearance to land State Air 5, welcome to Iuthia Prima." In the distance the large flat area of the airport could be seen as a sea of grey witht the occasional air defence and tower scattered across it.

Taking care to follow instructions relayed to them the plane eventually landed safely on the main runway to be greeted by a limo slowy riding towards the plane, along with maintaince vechiles such as the stairway and refueling vechiles.

As the Ambissidor and her diplomatic aide left the plane they were met by small elven woman wearing a grey suit, next to her stood a large security offical, identified by his black suit and holstered weapon.

"Welcome to Iuthia, Ambassador Hannity. I'm Ambassidor Lia and I'm here to escort you to your hotel before you and our diplomats make their way to the station. I trust your flight wasn't too uncomfortable?"

"Thank you Ambassador Lia! I greet you in the name of President Katherine Rice. As for the flight, it was a tad bumpy over some areas but otherwise it was comfortable and pleasent. A hotel right now would be great so I can freshen up and, if I have time, grab a quick nap."

She followed the Ambassador to the limo to be taken to her hotel. She sighs deeply since this is her first time on an extended mission. She looks around her as she takes everything that she sees in. She enters the limo and reviews the papers that were in a folder regarding the purpose of the mission. Muttering to herself, "why did they select me for this job?" When she arrives at her hotel, she gets escorted up to her hotel room and she falls into bed for a quick nap.

Corneliu: They were of course, correct in their assumption, for the size of the station is sure as hell wasn't as slick and pleasing to the eye as many other designs... Iuthian's preferered practicality over aesthetics and as such the station was mostly made of different color materials as it had been built upon over the years.

The landing itself took place in a large bay area, clearly designed for numberous fighter and corvette class craft, however it was currently rather empty as no such craft could be seen.

When they finally opened the hatch, several people awaited them with a small group of security personel behind them just far enough not to intimidate. The security were clearly armoured in what can only be described as carapace armour, carely built to suit each Black Viper and at the same time afford reasonable protection, needless to say, they were armed.

More importantly however, several diplomats awaited them with open smiles, wearing the standard grey suit of the Iuthian Diplomatic Corps.

"Welcome to our humble station, Admiral Server. I'm sorry about all the security but we need to assure the safty of our own Lord General as well as all other diplomats, as such we may go a little overboard to assure their safety. However, nevermind that. I'm John McIntire and I'll give you a tour of the station if you like, or if you would prefer I can show you to your quarters.

"Oh, and your security personel will have to register all weapons with our security laisons, we are afriad that due to the volitile nature of some guests we will not be able to permit weapons on board without express permission from the Lord General himself, our own security can assure you, and your nation that you will be safe."

"Thank you for welcoming us Mr. McIntire. Don't apologize for all the security. I know how important it is to protect your leader. Security around my Father, the President would've been just as tight as it is here. Our security has been instructed to comply with all regulations while we are here. Captain Frist here will give you a list of what each one of my guards is carrying." At that moment, the captain stepped forward and handed the list to the representative as the rest of the guards presented the weapons. "I hope that this is satisfactory for you." The guns are standard PPG rifles with PPG handguns! "We thank you for all your security concerns regarding us. If we thought that your arrangements were inadequate, you would've been told so. As for the station tour, that would be most welcome thanks. We look foward to learning more about this station and your people. After all that was the 2nd part of our mission. To learn about your people more than what we already do know! Thank you."

The pilot expertly piloted the shuttle into the docking bay and set it down softly. Inside, the Admiral adjusted his hat and walked down the ramp. He was followed by the Hattian Ambassador to Iuthia, Ms. Irina Severnaya Norlomvostock.

Neither of them had brought guards, as they were quite confident in the Iuthian security forces. And the fact that the Indefatiguable wasn't far away and would make anyone who attacked the Hattian's have an extremely bad day. Strangely enough, hadn't brought weapons, which Hattians almost always did. The Admiral walked up to the Lord General, who had been waiting for them. Zaitsev snapped to attention and saluted while Norlomvostock curtseyed. "Hello Lord General, I bring greeting from Prime Minister Andropov! Unfortunately, I do not believe we have ever had the honor of meeting before. I am Star Admiral Alexei Leningrad Zaitsev of the People's Space Fleet." said Zaitsev...

-Sol star system

In a burst of light and color, the new Mekantan Sol Fleet defolded between the orbits of Earth and Venus, setting a course into a geosynchronous orbit above Mekanta Zero on Earth.

The flagship, an Apocalypse class Commandship, quickly sent a transmission to the station.


GREETINGS, ORGANICS.

THIS IS THE MEKANTAN COMMANDSHIP DECADENCE.

WE ARE SENDING DOWN A SHUTTLE FOR THE REST OF OUR DIPLOMATIC TEAM.

WE APPOLOGIZE FOR THE WAIT.

OOC: Please note that earlier statement to McLeod03 is actually to Wormia... I got mixed up. There are alot of people attending and I've got alot to pay attention to, so sorry about that.

The Fedral Union: As the president of the Fedral Union left his shuttle, Kayla Harmone, personal friend to Lord General deGritz and a Ambassidor to many nations awaited him, along with a small group of Iuthian Black Viper security personel, wearing their usual Black Carapace armour and large futuristic weapons.

Kayla looked to be in her late twenties with her long hair flowing down her back. Unlike other diplomats in Iuthia, Kayla had the freedom to wear whatever she liked during her work. Currently she wore a simply white dress.

"Wecome to the Scaffolding Station, President Bastidas. I'm Ambassidor Kayla Harmone and I'm here to give you a tour of our station, or if you would prefer I can simply take you to your living quarters.

However, before we can do that we will have to ask you to allow us to make a scan to make sure your not carrying anthing which can be used as a weapon, we are afraid that we have to check everyone including yourself."

Rob : the only thing i have on me is this *he takes out a tri corder* its mainly used for scaning you can take it if you wish but i would liek it to be retunred *smiled* and i would liek to go direclty to my quaters maby i could tour the station some other time its quite nice . *dusted off his shirt looking some what tired and stressed out*

OOC Note: Due to the shear number of enterants in this thread I have to apologise if I don't greet everyone equally, whats more if you are willing, feel free to just RP the docking premission yourselves, bare in mind having your weapons armed as you approach the station will result in a communcation asking you to unarm them as you get near the station, our ships will train their weapons on your ship until you do so... they are taking no chances...

Also, all ships are being scanned and weapons are being tagged and listed, you will each have areas in the station positioned in such a way that all opposing factions are well way from one another, these living areas are the only area your allowed to have your weapons if you incist on them... personally I would take them away but I forgot to mention it, as such they will be carefully monitored... security personel and attached weapons cannot attend the actual conference, they must remain in the designated areas.


Skeelzania:

"Iuthian Station, this is the SKZ-HC09 Nidhogg, here for the Federal Union Peace Conference. We are within launching range of our shuttle, and only await permission for them to dock. We ask how big an entourage can accompany our delegate however."

"Welcome to Sol, Nidhogg. You have permission to dock with the station... as for your question, well we haven't set an upper limit, however we would prefer that your entourage is no larger then maybe 20 people, otherwise we may have security and accomadation issues. Please also note that only diplomats are permitted in the conference themselves."

As with all other ships, all shuttles and craft landing were checked over to make sure they were not themselves a hazard packed with explodsives, as the shuttle made it's way to dock it went under intensive scanning.


Formal Dances: The hotel itself wasn't as bad as it could have been, given the Iuthian tradition of defendable building over comfort, but this hotel had been designed for the reasonable tourist industry Iuthia got for it's lack of drug laws, nudity laws and prostitution laws... well, with exception to safety laws, but they hardly affected the trade.

It was a simple affair, but it had all the modern additions needed for comfortable rest and the Ambassidor had be given one of the more exspensive suits in the hotel. After she had some time to have a rest and recover from jet lag see was invited to meet up with the Lord General downstairs. [Please note this is proir to Hattia's arrival]


Corneliu: The actual weapons check took a few bit of time as the Iuthian made a point of checking all electronical items as well, though the Admiral himself and his partner were simply allowed a brief scan and then shown around the station.




Hattia:

"[i]Hello Lord General, I bring greeting from Prime Minister Andropov! Unfortunately, I do not believe we have ever had the honor of meeting before. I am Star Admiral Alexei Leningrad Zaitsev of the People's Space Fleet."

"Wecome Star Admiral Zaitsev, I trust you had a good trip? I understand it can be quit uncomfortable in these war ships. Oh, and feel free to call me James, it becomes a bit of a mouthful after a while. Anyways, I think we shall forgo the security check for the time being, come, let me show you around this place... it may not be pretty, but it's pretty well equipped."


Mekanta: Permission is granted, pretty much in the same manner as the others... sorry I'm not going into it too much, but I've been typing for a while...


The Fedral Union:

"The only thing i have on me is this, its mainly used for scaning you can take it if you wish but i would like it to be returned and I would like to go directly to my quarters. Maybe I could tour the station some other time its quite nice." Rob answered.

"Sure thing President, I understand your flight was probably quite tiring as I'm getting used to the space hours myself..." Kayla yawned and then took President Robert to his living area.

ooc> <blushes> um that is my smallest fleet :( The hive does not travel in small numbers :S How about I park them in orbit around jupiter and then just move in the egg and a norn queen + avatar's escourt?
The only thing smaller than a fleet is a scout group but even that has a norn queen. Its just how my species works.
The avatars guard will be non humanoid similar to gaunts from the Tyranid army or zerglings. However the avatar is humanoid. The hive lernt from its mistakes to make them look more acceptable to humans for the benefit of parlay. Also the comms was not empathic it was an open comunication frequency aimed at earth in general.

ic> The fleet hung in orbit around jupiter. Smaller hive ships zipping in and out of the huge gas giant alowing the concealment of their numbers.

open comms from royal guard @ TFU
A hissing snarling voice rattled over the air.
We are the hive, we are perfection. We hope that this meeting of peoples assists us all, for the hive's quest for knowledge and in bringing peace to your selfs. Avatar Xcerus shall be in conference, she looks forwards to meeting you again.
We are the hive, we welcome you to us.

open comms from Avatar Xcerus @ Iuthian Station:
We are the hive, we are perfection. Requesting permission to dock - eta 5 parsecs. We also request the detonation of the 2 nuclear warheads as arranged. Please target them at the green city sized mass moving towards earth one set to detonate 5 seconds after the firsts impact and explosion.
We are the hive, we are perfection.

* 13 royal guard and 1 cuttle fish transport vessel moved towards earth well jumping into orbit around the moon. The dark carapace of the royal guard shimmerd against the star studded back ground. The soft fleshy skein of the cuttle fish transport gleamed in the light of the sun. 2 parsecs after that the norn egg and its enterauge also moved slowly towards earth.*

The Endeavour soared out of Earth's atmosphere, intakes closing, turning the scramjets into what could best be described as rocket engines. With an injection of oxygen from onboard tanks, the engines ignited, powering the craft towards the Iuthian station, slight course corrections being made by the deployable thrusters.

"Iuthian Station, this is the MSS Endeavour. Request permission to land. Docking is not possible, but our crafts relatively small size compared to some of the others here will hopefully convince you to grant us landing permission" said Prince Michael, sat in a temporary jump seat behind the pilot and co-pilot.

OOC: You will have to excuse my ignorance regarding the empathy thing... with the whole 'nid thing and all and this quote:

comms from over mind @ Lord General deGritz

I was under the impression you did, though I suppose the word "Over mind" through me off.

I'm sorry that I'm a little riled by the numbers, I know pretty well how much 'nids send to the smallest mission, but you have to understand that a fleet that size cannot possibly be seen by me or the majority of earth as a "friendly" force on a peace mission. You have to take into account that Tyranids never negotiate or go on peaceful missions, so such a forced designed for such as mission has never been drawn up by Games Workshop because it's unrealistic that it would ever happen.

I've played a fair bit of Warhammer 40'000 in my time and I think I've got a pretty good grasp of 'nid tactics. In all the cased I've seen I can't imagine that they would have allies like a human nation would...

However, this is nationstates, it's not the 40k universe, it's a universe in itself made up of alot of ideas taken from all over the place, personally my space tech is based on Homeworld, but I mix it with other things... you have made a nation based on Tyranids, and to make them interesting you RP them getting involved in world politcs, becuase I doubt you want to RP trying to take over everything in site for it's genetic codes and ect...

So it must be assumed that your nation is different, seeing as your not on a mission of war, like most 'nid fleets are, taking a fleet which could (in normal circumstances) destroy Earth to a peace conference is only going to damage relations as everyone is scared to death of giant ships bigger then my entire space station.

Seeing as your Tyranids are different from the 40k version it's easy to assume you will have different tactics for new circumstances, like making peace.

Now I'll catagorically state that everyone else here seems to have limited themselves to perhaps a couple large ships to take their important officials, then they use small ships to actually land them.

I also need to state that we are probably not going to allow Aliens on board like Genestealers and other combat monsters... we are not overly Zenophobic but security is a huge issue here and the truth is that we can't disarm most 'nids because they are weapons in themselves.

So I'm afraid that to actually be involved in the conference your going to need to tone things down because as it stands I should be IC terrified of a fleet this size, and it's impossible to hide it.

Now, you seem to honestly not understand why I have a problem with it and I guess you've never had a problem with this sort of thing before, so I'm not blaming you, I'm just asking that you respect that this isn't the thread to send over a million ships in (which is how many ships that larger one carries alone).


McLeod03:

"Iuthian Station, this is the MSS Endeavour. Request permission to land. Docking is not possible, but our crafts relatively small size compared to some of the others here will hopefully convince you to grant us landing permission" said Prince Michael, the vessal made it's way from Earth to be here and was carefully been monitored by both Earth based NAFDA system and the Iuthian Fleet.

"Welcome to Scaffolding Station, MSS Endeavour, your request has been granted and your free to land at will. Have a good flight."

A small patch of space near the Iuthian space station bubbled and seemed to dissolve into a green glow. From this tiny tear, a ship emerged. A ship painted in the White and Red of the CF diplomatic corps.

The pilot of the small corvette opened up a direct burst transmission to the station. "This is diplomatic transport number six sixty six, we have the ambassador and his two bodyguards, they are ready to disembark as soon as you give us the location of a suitable docking port. Transport 666, out."

OOC: The supernova is roughly 300 meters long and carries no transports or fighters. It needs an airlock or something to attach the docking umbilicus to.

The Skeelzanian shuttle -a sleek Verniian pinnace painted in the red-on-black of Skeelzania- glided to a stop in the Iuthian docking bay. Seemingly ignoring the breif scan, the shuttle coupled to the station's airlock, making sure the Prince-Apparent didn't take an impromptu space walk. The station-side door opened, and four men marched into the corridor. 8 feet tall in their power armor, their expressions remained hidden behind black plazglass visors. Each carried a stun baton at his hip, though any miscreant knew they were just as likely to smash bones as they were to stun.

Emerging from the connecting-tube, Prince Vladimir's eyes flickered around the corridor. "Greetings to our illustrious hosts. I thank you for permitting our attendance at your worthy conference. I hope my staff of 18 will not pose any...problems. Please, escort us to our quarters."

(25 minutes earlier, onboard the Nidhogg)

"The micro-cam will be recording everything you see, remember that my Prince. Your Lord Father asked me to remind you that he hoped for useful phototage, and not two weeks of you staring at Terran breasts." Admiral Bolton showed no mirth at the joke, continuing his breifing of his future ruler. "If it begins to come lose, the surgeon can help you. If it becomes detached you will need to return to the Nidhogg immediately, we can't have a microchip floating around in your eye."

"You worry to much, Admiral. I sincerly doubt I'll find a room with a sign saying "Secret Federal Union Documents, stay out please." This isn't even their station, By the Spoot."

"Nevertheless, it will be interesting to watch our friends, and enemies, diplomats perform. We might learn something useful. Now remember, the transmitter will give us your approximate position, assuming they don't have some sort of shield preventing laser communications. If something were to go wrong at the conference, well..."

"You would have four hours to try and rescue me, making the transmitter vital. After that you plop eight 20-megaton missiles into the station and any delegate-ship involved. I know the procedure, but I doubt you will need to use it. I'll see you at the end of the conference, Admiral."

"It's not so much that it is uncomfortable, Lor... err, I mean James." The Admiral smiled awkwardly, "It's just it is so boring, at least those pirates nearby Io gave me something to do." As they walked around the station, Zaitsev said, "I think it is quite a nice station, no need to get involved in all that aesthetic crap. I keep my ship quite spartan. Keeps the crew's minds on their jobs. And I was quite impressed with your fleet, quite menacing."

During a gap in the small talk, Ambassador Norlomvostock asked, "Comrade deGritz, could you please show me to my room. I'm not used to space travel, and I feel rather sick. I suppose it would be best to sleep it off."

The Endeavour began to slow, using thrusters to align herself with the entrance to the huge landing bay. Then, slowly, she began to edge forward into the bay, extending the landing skids and coasting to a stop in a corner of the bay, near to the Fedral Union shuttle. Michael, Jody, and his bodyguard exited the craft through the rearmost airlock, stepping down onto the floor of the huge station.

"Damn this place is big. And it has artificial gravity. What next, guys in full body armour with lasers?" Michael said, smirking. Jody smiled politely, but Thomas's expression didn't change in the slightest. His eyes scanned the entire bay, looking for trouble.

Formal Dances: The hotel itself wasn't as bad as it could have been, given the Iuthian tradition of defendable building over comfort, but this hotel had been designed for the reasonable tourist industry Iuthia got for it's lack of drug laws, nudity laws and prostitution laws... well, with exception to safety laws, but they hardly affected the trade.

It was a simple affair, but it had all the modern additions needed for comfortable rest and the Ambassidor had be given one of the more exspensive suits in the hotel. After she had some time to have a rest and recover from jet lag see was invited to meet up with the Lord General downstairs.

Ambassador Hannity, refreshed from her nap and a shower, puts on her most benevolent dress that she packed for the conference. She left her hotel room and proceeded down the steps. With every step, though she was still extremely nervous and some of that is shown on her young face, she became more confident that she can accomplish what she has been sent here to do. She made it down the steps and proceded to see the Lord General.

"I take you are the Lord General Sir?" She asked him. "I am Ambassador Melissa Hannity of Formal Dances! It is an honor to meet you at last. I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for the invite to take me up to your space sir. My nation, though new, will do all we can to help with the peace process."

ooc> hmm - i kinda see your point. But even if i did move my ships out into deep space i could get them here almost instantly because of well jumping. Hence it only taking 5 parsecs to get from jupiter into orbit around earth's moon. 4 of those parsecs where the well jump charging it only actually took me 1 to get there. But i shall move my fleet out of the solar system if it is requested ic. The norn queen and the egg however will stay in the system. The norn queen acts as a node as does the avatar.
In regards to what my species actually is it started as more of a evolution based species (The film) but went to pot when some nids tried to absorb it into the swarm so now these nids are super advanced. They broke away from the hive mind and created the overmind (Zerg from starcraft) there is more individualism but because of the nature of tyranids nodes still are needed to maintain controll over the smaller creatures. In regards to the gaunts they would stay in our alloted area + TFU's area (put us near each other please ;) ) They are nothing more than guards. The avatar is the one who will be attending the conference. While she is a node herself the norn queen is still nessacary because of the egg that also accompanies her.
I belive you now sort of understand our request for you to fire warheads at the egg. All my ships are biological with the exception of the zealot norn queen that has mechanical additions. Think of it as a huge cyborg.

ic> The avatar's enterauge awaits in orbit around earth's moon for a responce. The egg and norn queen are stationed 200,000 km out from the moon. The hive fleet that is in super orbit of the gas planet began to play. Its better natured side appearing. several thousand of the man sized swarm ships where chasing a single young royal guard ship. The games itself would serve a good purpose in future. Alowing the swarm ships practice for targetting and the royal guard was learning to jink away from the slow moving balls of acid being fired at it sporadically by the new swarm fleet. They jinked around jupiters orbit before spiraling into space where the royal guard ship well jumped behind the cone of ships folowing it and accelarated down into jupiters atmosphere folowed by the swarm that changed direction suddenly. They dissapeared into the depths of the planet firing balls of acid down hoping for a hit.

The Jedi Master's ship landed in the bay, near where the other ships and shuttles have already landed.
He disembarked, Jedi robes flowing like the wind. He is an old man, but those who can sense auras can sense the power around him. Master Masaki wears glasses, and his grey hair is tied back in a ponytail. His moustache looks like a grey caterpillar.
As he stretched out with the Force, he noticed that the Iuthians seemed to be naturally shielded against psychic probings, unlike most humans. Interesting...
There are no guards with the Jedi, but the pilot and copilot would double as such, for now. But of course, this is a peace conference, not a war council. Master Masaki spotted an Iuthian waiting for him.
"Hello. I am the delegation from Coreworlds, who has good relations with TFU. When will the conference be starting?"

Corneliu: The actual weapons check took a few bit of time as the Iuthian made a point of checking all electronical items as well, though the Admiral himself and his partner were simply allowed a brief scan and then shown around the station.

Admiral Server watched as they checked the weapons! When it was done, the guards obeyed all regulations for the conference and proceeded to the area that they have been billeted except for four of the guards who will be with the President and his Fiance for the tour and the duration of their stay. As they proceeded around the station, he and Erica listened as their guide talked about the station.

"This is a nice station sir. Well laid out! I wish some of our stations where just as laid out." He told his guide. Erica, who is beside him nodded.

After getting ready, the Shogun walked up to the ship, the Delphinus. His top diplomat ran up to him, puzzled.

"Sire, I thought that I would represent our nation at the conference."

"Silence. This conference is a great deal of importance to me. Therefore, I will go myself. I will be taking my private ship to the space station. I ask that you take care of any foreign matters for me, until I return."

"Yes sire. Please be careful..."

The Delphinus took off 5 minutes later, and made its way out of Earth's atmosphere, on towards the space station. It was only a matter of time before they landed. He wondered exactly how the conference would go. There is a level of mistrust between Euroslavia and some of the other nations, but Iuthia....the Shogun trusts them as much as any of his allies, which are few in number. He trusts that things will go alright because Iuthia will keep things in order. The Shogun also looks forward to speaking with Mcleod03.

Bump i dont know what to post yet so im bumping the thread.
Rob * wlaked over and stat on a couch**he turnedo n the tv (or what ever) and wached it *

The Delphinus finally arrived at the space station. The Shogun walked down the stairs, and into the entrance. He looked around to see many other strange looking....'Western' people.. He shook his head, refusing to deny other nations, just because of their appearance. The Shogun continued to walk forward, looking at the designs of the massive room that everyone was meeting in.

"This is very....different. That's for sure."

He went to sit down on one of the couches, not too far away from the others, but enough to give him some space. He wanted to talk to a few choice people, but the Shogun is not one to start up conversations with others. He is a very anti-social leader, as suprising as it may seem.

2200 Hours - FRW Dominance
Iuthian Scaffolding Station

"Captain... is it normal for the Iuthians to refuse expected company transmission?" Jerraus Kera'th entered the bridge. He was no longer dressed in his Wormian formal Diplomacy Corps Robes. He was fairly angered at being forced to wait, and even angrier that he had been forced to wait so long. He was, of course, quick to notice that such a wait would put Wormia at an advantage in negotiations.

"I am seldom involved with Iuthians, Jerraus. Wormia was the first ESUS power to agree to peace with the Fedral Union." He said, somewhat grimly.

"Well. We are on a parallel orbit with their Scaffolding. They probably have us on sensors, so I would imagine they are as curious as we are why we have not yet sent a communique. It is rational to entertain the possibility that our transmission never reached the station. The correct solution: send another."

"Very well. Communications, you still have the ambassadors message on database?" The captain called over his shoulder to his communications officer.

"Yes sir. Shall I send it?"

"As if I need to ask. Increase it's priority though..."

OOC: If I missed someone earlier then it's not an IC thing, it's because seeing as I'm not a computer AI it is easy for me to miss people when replying to 5-6 posts at once. Just remind me OOC if I've missed you and I'll get to it.

Meanwhile, hold on. I'll edit this when I have time but I'm usually more busy at weekends so I can't respond to as much... I'll get to all the posts either this morning (sunday here) or this evening. Sorry for the wait.

Oh, and one more note... this thread was intended more for signing up perposes, I guess it just escalated pretty fast. In anycase when the conference itself starts I'll start a close thread.

Meanwhile all everyone else, this thread is open.

Please also respect my wishes to keep this peaceful and productive, this thread is designed to be a IC solution to a problem which is both IC and OOC (mainly the fact that TFU is severly disliked by a fair few people, and just not trusted by others). If you incist on fighting then OOC stuff needs to be worked out purely because of the differences in technology and the OMG security levels in the station itself.

The Howling Hunter blinked into existance from hyperspace, Rrowl C'mef fidgetted as Issabel helped him into his uniform which was a bit of a chore when you have a very sharp claw on each finger tip.

"must I wear this?" he said huskly watching Issabel tieing the knot of his cape that was wrapped around his should, a towering 8'6 tall, an average hieght for most Kzinti males.

"yes, Noble one, I doubt the other diplomats would feel very comfortable with you walking in, in battle armor or in anything at all..." she took a step back making sure everything was on right

"we should make contact with the station before they think we have come for a different reason noble one" she tucked her bangs behind her ear, a purple streak running down each side of her bangs. The two Rrowl C'mef a Kzinti, the leader of Wunderland and Issabel Vagren a Human, his secretary, and probably the closest thing a human could get to being a part of his family.

"communicator, transmission to the station" Rrowl C'mef hissed in hero's tongue at the Kzinti at the communications station, he took a few steps back exiting the view of the camera before it started recording. Issabel smiling politely aswell as tucking a the purple strand of hair back behind her ear as it had fallen out of place

"This is Issabel Vagren with the noble Rrowl C'mef for the conference, we request permission to dock" Issabel bowed politely to the camera and the recording stoped and the message was sent.

The Howling Hunter a small frigate slowly came to a halt a small distance away from the other ships it's engines glowing a vibant red waiting, it weapons and other defensive devices off-line for the duration of teh conference.

http://img7.exs.cx/img7/3200/Kziniti1.jpg
Rrowl C'mef
Kzinti Warrior,
full Name aquired
Leader of Wunderland

(If you are not on the station yet, you can do as Euroslavia did and skip permission to land [so long as you asked to be invited, I'm still open to more people asking] and the tour in a quick post... it's up to you, I can do it both ways but I'm going to start moving this forward a bit better now and organise it. Either fast track or RP anything you are interested in, I'm making a list of sections you are each in so you know who is near you when your not in the conference.)


Central Facehuggeria: A small patch of space near the Iuthian space station bubbled and seemed to dissolve into a green glow. From this tiny tear, a ship emerged. A ship painted in the White and Red.

"This is diplomatic transport number six sixty six, we have the ambassador and his two bodyguards, they are ready to disembark as soon as you give us the location of a suitable docking port. Transport 666, out."

Within a few moments, the large station replied:

Welcome to Sol, Transport Corvette 666. Permission is granted to dock with Iuthia Station, landing instructions to follow. Have a nice flight." Another communication was sent with the details for the ships computers to follow, along with protocol.


Skeelzania: Both the officials and the security were stunned at both the ships design and the rather impressive powered armour on the four Skeelzanian guards, it surpassed Iuthian Powered Armour at least in size, though little could be compared at just a glance.

The small elven diplomat simply stood, watching them leave their craft admiring the ship and looking mildly concerned at the armour. Never the less he kept a striaght face through it all and his concern hardly showed at all. Hardly.

"Greetings to our illustrious hosts. I thank you for permitting our attendance at your worthy conference. I hope my staff of 18 will not pose any...problems. Please, escort us to our quarters." Prince Vladimir requested.

"Greeting Prince Vladimir, the honor is ours for yourselves to attend this conference. We hope this event will bring an end to the hostilities displayed by both The Fedral Union and their enemies as such a trend cannot afford to continue at the plight of their peoples... your presence shows an interest in some form of solution.

"I wouldn't worry about your spaff, we have more then enough space to accomadate you and your envoy, if your men would just allow us to inspect their weapons while I show you to your quarters. Please note that weapons are not going to be allowed outside of your designated area for obvious security reaspons. The area will be fully fitted for your needs... however we can cover further details later. Follow me Prince Vladimir."


OOC: I'm hoping the nukes arn't nessicary, but no worries.

Hattia: "Comrade deGritz, could you please show me to my room. I'm not used to space travel, and I feel rather sick. I suppose it would be best to sleep it off." Ambassador Norlomvostock asked.

"No problem Ambassador, I understand. I'm having trouble adjusting to artifical gravity myself, we're not far from the living area your quarters are." James filled in the rest of the journey with similar small talk and took the Ambassador to his quarters.


McLeod03: "Damn this place is big. And it has artificial gravity. What next, guys in full body armour with lasers?" Michael said, smirking. It was odd that he was almost correct about the armour, though lasers weren't an interest with the majority of the Iuthian scientists... so no lasers.

Slowy moving to greet the three were a small group of Iuthian Black Vipers who were, not to disapoint Michaels assumptions, wearing something resembling black carapace armour, clearly nothing like storm troop armour as it was designed to be useful and protective while offering a reasonable amount of freedom, as such it wasn't complete armour, more the vital spots protected, they didn't wear helmets with these, though they had rifles on their backs and pistols in holsters which were easier to reach.

In front of this group were the more ordinary diplomatic staff wearing suits, not powered gray armour designed to throw paper work at their enemies, but normal suits designed to make them look professional and perhaps inportant.

"Welcome to our humble station, Prince Michael. I'm sorry about all the security but we need to assure the safty of our own Lord General as well as all other diplomats, as such we may go a little overboard to assure their safety. However, nevermind that. I'm John McIntire and I'll give you a tour of the station if you like, or if you would prefer I can show you to your quarters.

"Oh, and your security personel will have to register all weapons with our security laisons, we are afriad that due to the volitile nature of some guests we will not be able to permit weapons on board without express permission from the Lord General himself, our own security can assure you, and your nation that you will be safe."


Formal Dances: (I'm keeping this in the next post, it's a little different from others...)


Coreworlds: Master Masaki could sense the Iuthians natural resistance to mental probing, however it was clear that beyond this the men before him were still pretty much the same as other humans, albeit a little more stronger in mind and lacking in imagination… they seemed to have less natural force then others the Jedi had encountered, further suggesting that there were minor differences… never the less, while mind trick and telepathy would need more effort to be effective, they weren’t immune to things such as having large objects thrown at them with the force… their resistance was nothing more then an interesting side note.

The bay itself was slowly filling up with the various different craft of all the nations attending, some were more impressive then others, some were larger and one or two were even shielded. Never none of the occupants were around, only Iuthian security and the diplomatic teams… however (and this is making a assumption) there seemed to be no ships of Coreworlds enemies here as the Iuthian had arranged to keep both groups well apart.

The elder Jedi walked towards the diplomats who were approaching his now landed craft.

"Hello. I am the delegation from Coreworlds, who has good relations with TFU. When will the conference be starting?" He asked the diplomats.

“Welcome to our station Master Masaki. To answer your question we will be starting the conference in a day or so once all our guests have arrived hopefully. We already have the President of TFU and Lord General deGritz on board, so we have some of the basic components for the conference at least.

“I’m Fred Wakley, would you like a tour of the station or would you like to rest from your long journey here? ”


Corneliu: The station seemed very industrial to start with once leaving the docking area, clearly the corridors had not been changed since the stations history as a construction station, however, as the group moved closer towards the section where in the nations TFU was already friendly with were situated, the station had several large areas partitioned, some in preparation for the conference and others were just like that.

Each section had various facilities, while each nation attending had something close to hotel services on demand (such as calling for food) they could also go to gyms, bars and dinning halls… facilities designed to look much more fitting for the conference then the more industrious parts of the station.

These areas were reasonable spacious considering and also had the living quarters on the further out edges so that access was good, these areas were the only areas weapons would be permitted, with exception to Iuthia’s security forces. The idea was to keep the hostile factions away from one another and then bring them together in the actual talks without their weapons. Weapons could not be taken into another area from their own and some areas important to the station were restricted, including the conference hall itself when not in use. Currently there were three sections, those who were friendly towards TFU, those who had grievances with TFU and those neutral to TFU or simply just observing. [Note I’m probably missing things here, but this is a quick idea… I expect that fighting will not happen and I’ll be annoyed if it does. The idea is that we are taking pains to make sure it doesn’t. ]

Towards the end of the tour they came up to the living quarters which were situated in various corridors which we well lit and didn’t look like some corridor from “Alien”.

“And these are your quarters, Admiral. We have done our best to make them comfortable and they quite spacious. You’ll find more details in the documents I gave your aide, they have the maps of the section as well as notes were your men are not permitted to go without an Iuthian escort, you should have all the information you need. Your staff’s quarters are near by too.

“Now, I will leave you to your rest unless you have any questions.”


Euroslavia: The ship is allowed on board and the Shogun is given nothing more then a quick scan during the security check, trust between Euroslavia and Iuthia was a mutual thing to some degree and the official doubted that there would be any trouble. He was escorted (like everyone-else) to his area in the Neutral Section and then once he was briefly shown every else he was shown his quarters and left to his vices.


Wormia: The FRW Dominance was given permission to land, it took a little longer then usual because of something happening on the station, though after the short wait they had clearly sorted it out.

“Sorry about the wait, FRW Dominance. Welcome to the Iuthia Station, permission to land is granted and they are waiting for you in the landing bay. Transmitting landing data. Have a nice flight.”

As with all the others, the diplomats and the security awaited the group just to go through all the introductions and security checks.


El Sentiel: With a quick flash, the Howling Hunter blinked on to the Iuthian scanners, the energy spike indicating hyperspace use. Within moments the craft opened communications with Iuthia Station.

“This is Issabel Vagren with the noble Rrowl C'mef for the conference, we request permission to dock"”

“Welcome to Sol, guys. You have permission to land, sending coordinates now, have a good flight.” The female voice from the station replied. Soon after, the details were sent to the ship. The Iuthian fleet seemed to mostly be made up of large frigate class ships, some clearly assault vassals, others more designed to support strike craft, however in two different sides opposite one another two huge carriers could be seen, these along with the station were protected by many defender class fighters along with a large number of patrols being made by strike craft.

With permission now granted, the Howling Hunter could land at it’s pleasure.

[b]0800 Hours - FRW Dominance
Iuthian Scaffolding Station[b]

"There you have it, Captain. Slight occurrences on the Iuthian station were hindered by our impatience. Might I ask how we intend to disembark?" Jerraus Kera'th asked his naval friend. He was, for the second time that day, clad in the typical Wormian Diplomatic blue robe.

"You will be flown in on one of our compliment of dropships. They are much safer for ship-to-ship transit in foreign space. The Dhou is awaiting you."

"Very well. My diplomatic team and I shall not keep the foreign delegations waiting, nor your pilots. Good luck, captain. May the wind be at your back." Kera'th said. He turned, gestured for the other Wormian diplomats to follow, and walked down the hallway to the turbolift.

"Good luck, Kera'th," the captain called after him, "Bring us peace."

Sections

The Fedral Union Freindly:

McLeod03
Coreworlds
Corneliu
The Fedral Union
Hive Fleet Imodius
Wormia (?)

Grievances with The Fedral Union:

Skeelzania
Central Facehuggeria
Hogsweat

Neutral or Observers:

Hattia
Euroslavia
El Sentiel
Formal Dances
Mekanta
Dimminar


Station Brief Desciption:

The station seemed very industrial to start with once leaving the docking area, clearly the corridors had not been changed since the stations history as a construction station, however, as the group moved closer towards the section where in the nations TFU was already friendly with were situated, the station had several large areas partitioned, some in preparation for the conference and others were just like that.

Each section had various facilities, while each nation attending had something close to hotel services on demand (such as calling for food) they could also go to gyms, bars and dinning halls… facilities designed to look much more fitting for the conference then the more industrious parts of the station.

These areas were reasonable spacious considering and also had the living quarters on the further out edges so that access was good, these areas were the only areas weapons would be permitted, with exception to Iuthia’s security forces. The idea was to keep the hostile factions away from one another and then bring them together in the actual talks without their weapons. Weapons could not be taken into another area from their own and some areas important to the station were restricted, including the conference hall itself when not in use. Currently there were three sections, those who were friendly towards TFU, those who had grievances with TFU and those neutral to TFU or simply just observing.

OOC:

Feel free to RP any plausable activity within these sections, to go another section you need a Iuthian escort and you cannot take weapons, however you are garenteed protection from Iuthian security personel.

Security is very strong in all sections regardless of your position on the Fedral Union, each area will have at least one Iuthia security official, not as heavily armed and armoured as the first ones you met, but still armed.

The coridors leading out of each of the three sections are well guarded by both security personel and security devices themselves. All sections have a form of security surveillance, as do important areas on the station and the docking bays, however the quarters have no such surviellance on the inside to respect privacy. Though the coridors leading to them are watched.

These are the areas your officals will be accomadated in for the time inbetween talks, empathise on security and range of things you can do with your free time.

Each area has liasons near by so that security issues can be raised, as well as diplomats for issues with Iuthia such as embassies and other interests... feel free to make requests if you want. If you want feel like you are in the wrong section please raise your voice.

The nations noted are the ones here or getting here... there are others who cannot post yet but I won't actually start the main thread for a while yet. I know people want to get things started, but NS is still having issues with peoples accounts (I'm not even using my own account here as you can see) so bare with me, I'm try and make sure the conference is more organised.

The three hundred meter long corvette turned diplomatic transport gracefully edged its way to the designated landing bay. After a brief moment of hovering serenly above the hustle and bustle of the bay, it landed in its berth with a dull *thump*, its magnetic clamps locking it to the deck. The ramp fell down with a *thud* and two armored figures stepped out, their heavy power armor boots making small dents in the deck. They were the ambassador's personal bodyguards. For this assignment anyway.

Once they verified that the area was safe, a third figure emerged from the transport. This man was old and completely unarmored. He walked with a sort of loping gait, almost as though he was more accustomed to moving in zero gravity. He noticed there was a man waiting for him, presumeably to take him on the tour.

He would have none of it. "Take me and my party to our quarters please. And summon us when the confrence is to start."

It was as he said. The greeter lead them to their quarters and then left them to their own devices.

0847 Hours - WDS Dhou, T/T Dominance
Iuthian Scaffolding Station - Docking Bay

In sequence, the Wormian dropship Dhou eased into the docking bay slowly, with the path denoting the control of the ship was in the hands of a skilled pilot. Of course, it was. The Dhou was more commonly known throughout the Wormian fleet as Star One, a tactically advanced Wormian diplomatic courier ship.

Under the benign chrome hull of Star One was a compliation of the most advanced dignitary protection hardware and software available. Under the layer of EM absorbent chrome paint was a massive yet hyperstrong material capable of taking direct hits from starship grade cannons. Internal threat detection software monitored the brainwaves and exterior bodily signals of nearby lifeforms, and the most sensitive of T-wave scanners made certain no hazardous devices existed anywhere nearby. Docile on the outside, combat ready on the inside.

Much like the Central Facehuggerian corvette, the dropship lowered a ramp onto the Iuthian hangar deck. Moments later, a small, tracked, moving platform rose from the ramp, and two Wormian marines stepped on it. It moved slowly down the ramp, and the two marines disembarked their tiny transportation unit. It rose back to the top of the ramp, as its former occupants secured the area in a manner similar to, but far less imposing than the Central Facehuggerian guards. The platform again descended with the Wormian delegation riding.

As was with the Central Facehuggerian party, a greeter approached ambassador Kera'th.

"We request permission to come aboard."

"Permission granted. I've never seen a Wormian before..." The Iuthian officer said.

"Few have... we recently came out of a two century isolation. Have we been expected?" Kera'th continued on the subject at hand.

"You have, sir. Your quarters are prepared."

"Your hospitality is refreshing. Unfortunately, I am a scholar of republic, not of Iuthian starship design. Would be so kind as to escort us to our temporary residence?" He asked.

"Certainly. Please, follow me." The Iuthian officer said, and started off to the door of the hangar bay.

The Howling Hunter slowly picked up speed as it grav polizers whined and groaned to life, inside the ship the 6 Kzintosh (male kzinti) were preparing themselves, two of them were what looked like they were duel as a Wtsai Blade clanged again a Kreera, A wtsai Blade a small sword (which equated to a long sword in human standards) was proof of A Kzinti's strength and detrimation, the right of passage to obtain the Wtsai blade was long and difficult. a Kreera was a short saw-edged sword that most Kzinti warriors carried into combat the two swords clanged against eachother as they flew through the air at eahother.

The attacks were careful and precise, niehter Kzinti made a move as their arms swung teh swords at eachother at near blinding speeds. the two continued on as the others put on the last of there emerald green combat armor as the small frigate drifted into the docking ring before making slight finite adjustments as the Howling Hunter came to a purring stop. a hatch to the side of the ship swung open with a resounding thud. a Single Kzinti Guard climbed down his face and head hidden by the helmet he wore. he scanned the area slowly, oddly enough there wasn't a gun in his hand as was the usual case, but of course this was a peace conference, and Issabel msut of been able to talk Rrowl C'mef and the other Kzintosh into doing it as it was very un-Kzinti like.

a low growl emmited from the guards throat, to others it woudl of appeared to be a simple noise but of course then did not understand Hero's Tongue, Rrowl C'mef climbed down the ladder embedded in the ship, he was not in emerald green armor but in Diplomats clothing, His face was clearly visible, Next 3 more guards came down followed by Rrowl C'mef's Secretary Issabel Vargen, then the 2 last guards, the guards only weapons were they Wtsai ceremonial blades and the one Kzintosh's Kreera,

Rrowl C'mef began walking towards the representatives waiting for him, the first guard that had come out of the ship had stayed closely behind Rrowl C'mef while the other 5 walked infront of Issabel in a protective shield like manner, Issabel Vargen was the closest thing a human could be consider as family (or more precisely a daughter) to Rrowl C'mef.

The group stopped a few feet from the representatives. Kzinti were a impressive species, being easily over 8 feet, a quater of a ton each, arms thicker than any human could imagine, and of course the retractable razor sharp claw on each finger. Rrowl C'mef rakedhte air with his claw in front of his face which was the equivalent of a salute.

his ears were flat on the back of his head in readiness as he spoke in a husky voice

"I am Rrowl C'mef leader of Wunderland and this is my secretary miss Issabel vagren, h'rrr it is a pleasure and a honour to meet you"

Rrowl C'mef looked almost explictedly like the earth based Cat the tiger except of course for the multi-pointed eats and rat-like tail, the 6 Kzinti guards slowly removed their helmets, two of them were all black, one had black dots all over his orange fur and the rest looked similar to Rrowl C'mef.

Issabel took a step forward past her wall of Kzinti guards and handed a disk to one of the representatives

"I suggest you review this disk it has information Kzinti social structure and such" she bowed and took a step back beside Rrowl C'mef

(OOC: The disk contains information of social, psychological etc.
http://www.larryniven.org/kzin/psychology.htm
at the bottom of each page is the index that )

OOC: Oops, didn't mean to just barge into the conference or anything. I didn't even think to wait til you approved my ship dropping me off, hehe. Sorry about that.

OOC: Actually it was refreshing for a change... I needed a break, I must have replied to 8 peolpe at the same time. In anycase I think I said that would be ok for people to do providing they had said they were going in the first place... and you asked a while ago.

Like I said, the conference will probably be a little while as I get it right and allow NS to fix itself, we've got some people who can't post. I'll reply to more tomorrow.

Central Facehuggeria and Wormia: After giving you your documents detailing vital information about rules and whom to contact along with the essential security checks and weapon registration, you are taken to your quarters. For the ambassidors and their immediate aides the quarters are larger then for security personnel as well as being better kitted out, however both could be concidered reasonable by hotel standards.

El Sentiel: The diplomats awaited as the Kzin finished landing their ship before approaching the ship. After making it half way, the craft landed soundly and the hatch opened with a heavy thud.

The Iuthian security forces watched carefully, hands near weapons as the large felines exited their ship with the body guards first, clearly checking the area for danger. It was a tense couple of moments as the two groups of soldiers watched one another, but tension died down as the Kzin leader came forward himself to speak.

"I am Rrowl C'mef leader of Wunderland and this is my secretary miss Issabel vagren, h'rrr it is a pleasure and a honour to meet you." C'mef stated, their voices were similar to those of the people of Feline, an ally of Iuthia's... however it was clearly deeper with the Kzins clear size in comparison to the cat folk of Feline.

Rrowl C'mef looked something like a tiger would had it evolved into a biped with more inteligence, though he was clearly nothing like a tiger with the minor differences such as his odd tail, which looked closer to something you may see on a rat, and additional points on the ears.

The others were had other common variations that the Iuthian may have noticed, resembled Earth big cats. Some of them looked a little like a panther, or maybe a leopard... though they all looked menacing and as such the Black Vipers were clearly taking notice, perhaps even sizing them up.

The half-elf diplomat, clearly wearing the higher rank uniform of the Iuthian Diplomatic Corps which still resembled something like a grey suit, replied.

"I am Micheal Il'tha of the Iuthian Diplomatic Corps, welcome to our station Rrowl C'mef, we are always pleased to see other nations willing to observe our peace efforts, the honour is all ours I assure you."

At this moment, the secretary chose to hand Micheal a disk.

"I suggest you review this disk it has information Kzinti social structure and such" she bowed and took a step back beside Rrowl C'mef.

Now assured that bowing wouldn't offend this race of large cat folk, Micheal bowed after recieving the disk and then continued.

"Thanks, I will make a point of briefing our liasions. However, for the time being would you like to have a tour of the station or would you like to rest from your travels? We'll have to ask your security personel to be checked along with a brief scan yourselves, we are afriad that with this many leaders on board we have to be careful."

Hive Fleet Imodius:

OOC: Look, it’s nothing to do with how fast you got here… that’s not a problem. It’s the fact that you have parked a huge fleet in the middle of the Solar system which will be perceived as a threat purely on the basis that no one turns up to a peace conference with an entire fleet capable of invading an entire nation.

In a normal RP where combat may be involved I would ignore you outright, not because I have a problem with ‘nids as such, but because you have what is basically a huge unfair advantage. After all, most people here RP a nation and the resources of said nation, you are RPing a race and the entire resources of that race, something which no doubt makes up countless systems full of trillions of creatures… against some other future tech player that is understandable, though I’m sure a few would find the shear size to be too unrealistic in their opinion.

In this RP I don’t worry about others using tons of interesting technology beyond my nation, because this is a peaceful RP and it’s doubtful that I would have to deal with the normal problems of being a rather low tech nation in regards to space. Because of this I’m willing to open myself to almost any level of future technology… so I don’t mind ‘nids with huge resources…

However, when they turn up with a huge fleet which will undoubtedly make those who dislike TFU think that they are going to be destroyed (afterall, with a fleet like that for a peace conference you tend to think they aren’t here for peace) they will probably make the thread combat based.


Solutions? Either you: a) Reduce the fleet to a faction of what it is with just enough to protect whatever you send. b) Keep the majority of the fleet a well out of the Solar System and have a small force bring the delegate to us.

The egg itself poses problems, after all, Iuthia doesn’t have nuclear weapons because we got rid of them, due to the shear cost of nuclear weapons it also makes anyone else reluctant to use them just to help you out. I would suggest doing it yourself or writing around it. What’s more, I can probably accept Gaunts being in my station, though they will probably result in a lot more security and perhaps even checking with the others that they don’t mind you being around them.

I’m sorry I have to be so firm on this, security is already a huge issue with TFU being disliked by a fair few nations and I’m not really in the mood for a huge misunderstanding as we all assume your fleet isn’t here for peace because of it’s sheer size…

If you aren’t willing to reduce or make sure most of it is a long distance away then I would suggest Telegramming me and we can keep talking about it outside the thread… but I’m not going to RP the fleet being near by until then, the response would pretty much ruin the point of the thread.


Formal Dances: Melissa made her way down to the dinning room, where she met up with Lord General James deGritz, who stood up to so she would know it was him. The dinning room itself wasn’t extravagant as such, but it did look reasonably impressive, several other guests dined at other tables being waited upon by servants. Near a window lay an empty table for four, though it was only set out for two.

"I take you are the Lord General Sir?" She asked him. "I am Ambassador Melissa Hannity of Formal Dances! It is an honour to meet you at last. I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for the invite to take me up to your space sir. My nation, though new, will do all we can to help with the peace process." she stated.

James smiled for a moment before replying.

“You don’t have to call me ‘Sir’, Ambassador Hannity, you are the representative of your entire nation, I will be trying to impress you as much as you are trying to impress me. If you are comfortable with first names, you can call me James, failing that you can just say Lord General, though I’m sure it’s easier to say ‘James’.

“Don’t worry about the transport either, we are quite happy to allow you to come along and to be honest it always helps if we have a lot of observers from other nations to help assure everything is legitimate, incidents are a lot harder to lie about if there are others who are not involved in any of the politics of the situation. Your neutrality will be an asset.” Soon after, following some small talk about the wines on offer, the two ordered their meals. James had meant for more delegates taking the shuttle to be at this dinner, however it seemed more of his allies already had transport so it wasn’t important, he’ll just speak to them later at the station.

“I’m not sure we have an embassy in your nation yet, if you want I can have Ambassador Harmone go over the details in the future with you. As for the shuttle, we’ll be going into space tomorrow morning.”

Mean wile....
Rob : *walked out his quaters door and begant to walk around searching for a recratinol area* I wonder if they have any thing fun to do here *scrached his head wondering *

Formal Dances: Melissa made her way down to the dinning room, where she met up with Lord General James deGritz, who stood up to so she would know it was him. The dinning room itself wasn’t extravagant as such, but it did look reasonably impressive, several other guests dined at other tables being waited upon by servants. Near a window lay an empty table for four, though it was only set out for two.

"I take you are the Lord General Sir?" She asked him. "I am Ambassador Melissa Hannity of Formal Dances! It is an honour to meet you at last. I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for the invite to take me up to your space sir. My nation, though new, will do all we can to help with the peace process." she stated.

James smiled for a moment before replying.

“You don’t have to call me ‘Sir’, Ambassador Hannity, you are the representative of your entire nation, I will be trying to impress you as much as you are trying to impress me. If you are comfortable with first names, you can call me James, failing that you can just say Lord General, though I’m sure it’s easier to say ‘James’.

“Don’t worry about the transport either, we are quite happy to allow you to come along and to be honest it always helps if we have a lot of observers from other nations to help assure everything is legitimate, incidents are a lot harder to lie about if there are others who are not involved in any of the politics of the situation. Your neutrality will be an asset.” Soon after, following some small talk about the wines on offer, the two ordered their meals. James had meant for more delegates taking the shuttle to be at this dinner, however it seemed more of his allies already had transport so it wasn’t important, he’ll just speak to them later at the station.

“I’m not sure we have an embassy in your nation yet, if you want I can have Ambassador Harmone go over the details in the future with you. As for the shuttle, we’ll be going into space tomorrow morning.”

OOC: She isn't legal to drink! She is 15 yo. and not eligible till 21! Just thought I mention it :D

IC: Thank You James. I'm sure my stay here will be of benefit to my nation. We are always striving to make new friends and learn about other cultures. As for the transport, it is still greatly appreciated. My nation doesn't have a space program yet, not economically feasible at this point. We hope that one day, we will be traveling amongst the stars and meeting new people. That is one reason why i'm here. To meet other space nations and see what they are capable of. These negiotiations will go along way in that regard. Our Neutrality will be an asset that I can gaurentee. Just maybe we can come to a peaceful conclusion to all of this.

She sat and contemplated what she just said. Sighing heavily she wonders back to her home on Cha Cha island. Thinking back to the beaches she loved before getting this job as she talked with the Lord General. After looking over the drinks menu, she ordered a Non-Alcholic beverage and the dinner that the waiter recommended to her. During the course of the meal, James asked about an embassy.

"I don't think we have an embassy with you yet either. Our Secretary of State is in the process of trying to get other nations to establish embassies but its not going well. I would be honored to go over the details of such anytime in the future. If you want, you can travel to my nation and negiotiate directly with Presiden Rice. I'm sure that could also be warrented and can be agreed upon?"

Vladimir nodded curtly. "Of course, you shall be allowed to fully investigate our equipment." He gave a small hand signal, allowing the first two guards to step forward. They presented their arms: one standard model SAR 8mm assault rifle (with retractable bayonet), an unusually-heavy stun baton, and a smaller 8mm pistol. The other guards were armed in similar fashion. While the Power Armor itself was a formidable weapon, giving a soldier enough strength to punch through an enemy's torso, Vladimir assumed anyone who didn't instinctively know that was a dolt.

The inspection finished, the Skeelzanian delegation was waved through and escorted to their quarters. As he left the docking area, Vladimir spoke breifly in Skeelzanian Battle-speak: "An elf? I'll have to tell my father, some must of escaped." The guards gave a muffled chuckle inside of their armor. The 12 or so servants following behind remained stony-faced.

OCC:The nukes are more of a threat to the other delegates than they are to you. They try something stupid, the Nidhogg fires off eight of those things.

The Dimmimaran RTY-6 shuttle ambled along. The shuttle, with it's sinister black hull, was nearing the conference point. The shuttle was unarmed, such was the lack of armament for diplomatic vessels. As the shuttle picked up it's speed and zoomed forth through the void, a single red blip came up onto the radar. that was the conference point.

As the Space Station came onto visual, the shuttle eased up on the boosters, slowing the shuttle to a near dead halt. The Captain pushed the com button and spoke into the hailing system.

"This is the Dimmimaran delegative shuttle requesting to land"

"Dimmimaran delegative shuttle, you are cleared to land in docking bay 9"

The shuttle gave a burst of speed and-rather ungracefully-came to a slamming halt in the docking bay. The doors opened and the Delegate stepped out, with his 6-man bodyguard.

A Iuthian-presumably a servant-waved and walked over.

"Dimmimaran delegate i presume? Nice to meet you! I am Junther Kans and will direct you to your rooms"

"Thank you Junther"

The servant led the Delegate and his entourage forward and into the long winding corridors....

When they entered their quarters and looked around, their security forces did a check for themselves. When the security forces where done with it and nodded that everything was cleaned, he turned to their host.

"Thank you kindly. I'm sorry if my security team upset you when they looked things over but their job is to keep me and my fiance here safe. This place is nice and well built. I don't exaggerate that claim. I mean it. I hope that this conference is beneficial to everyone involved. As for questions, none at this time thanks."

When the he left, he turned to his fiance and gave her a kiss. "We know that TFU and CoreWorlds are now on station. I think we should get in touch with them and start talking."

"You mean like a pep talk before the conference starts. That'll be fine. They can come here and we can be their host while they are here."

"Why that is a wonderful idea hun. Think you can cook with what we have here in the kitchen?"

"Of course sweetie, you just get them over here and I'll prepare a wonderful meal for you all."

He smiles at her and after giving her a quick hug, he senses something powerful. "Well my good friend Masaki is on station."

Tenchi Masaki, this is Admiral Server. I felt your presence and was wondering if you would like to join me and my fiance for a dinner in my quarters tonight! I hope you will attend

He then proceeded to the comlink.

"Yes I would like a patch over to one, President Robert." When he got his connection, he started "Rob, this is Server, I was wondering if you would like to join me and my fiance for dinner in my cabin here on station."

The T45XA floating calmly in space, upon entering proximity of the Iuthian station the pilot sent out a un-encrypted message:

This is the Star Cruise to Iuthian Station, repeat Star Cruise to Iuthian station, we are requesting permission to land. We are holding Ambassador Matsuo Takakumi and his entourage from the nation of Hogsweat. Over.
They hung outside the station, awaiting a response. Star Cruise was an old ship - armed with light proton missiles and a velocy-cannon. It's hull was light, engines fast, and deflector shields were light. It wasn't essentially a war making machine, but it was all the space commission had to offer.

ooc> Hmm lets see what we can do here then :)

ic> The hive fleet began to pack up its picknick. The small ships all returned to the carrier patriach and matriach ships like little children to their parents, the fleet moved away from the giant gas planet of jupiter and then space time halted as gravety was warped to the bidding of the hive, after a breif lurch the ships well jumped out of the system.

The norn queen and egg moved around the earth while the cuttle fish transport moved forwards to dock accompanied by its escourt.

A screen flickers on. The Chancellor speaks softly. "I know we are a small country, but we feel we are important. Now, making that note, I regret to inform you Lethislavania will NOT be able to send a diplomatic representative, as the Kingdom of Adrianic Principality has blocked off our two major airports. Good day." The screen flicked off.

Ambassador Strauss filed into his quarters and his two bodyguards followed him mindlessly like zombies. They were ordered to protect him, and that was what they were going to do. The only place they wouldn't be attending would be the confrence itself, and that was due to the garentee of the Iuthians. Not to mention Strauss' desire to negotiate without having two soldiers hovering around him all the time.

For their part, the soldiers were no more happy than Strauss with the guard duty. They longed to be off fighting, fighting Shivans, pillaging Federal cities, conquering enemy territory...

"Thank you for accompanying me this far. Please go to the guard's quarters now. Your presence is not requred." Strauss told them, matter of factly.

"Negative. We were ordered to stay within sight of you at all times, with the exception of the confrence itself. The last time we attended a confrence of this nature, our diplomat was murdered by what was obviously a Federal assassin, before even arriving at the confrence. We don't trust those Federals. They're up to something..." One of the soldiers replied, speaking for both.

“Welcome to our station Master Masaki. To answer your question we will be starting the conference in a day or so once all our guests have arrived hopefully. We already have the President of TFU and Lord General deGritz on board, so we have some of the basic components for the conference at least.

“I’m Fred Wakley, would you like a tour of the station or would you like to rest from your long journey here?”

"Yes." The Jedi Master replied. "I would like a tour, and after that...I sense that the delegates from Corneliu and the Fedral Union are here. I would like to see them after the tour."

The Shogun remained sitting down at his chair, looking at the different delegates who have arrived, and continue to arrive.

So many different cultures...so many people. But who to trust? He continued to look around to see if there was anyone there that 'peaked' his interest...

OOC: She isn't legal to drink! She is 15 yo. and not eligible till 21! Just thought I mention it :D

OOC: Heh, well it's up to your character to do as she pleases, but in Iuthia the laws are faw from the same as American laws; all drugs are legalised, albeit it undergoing various quality assurance checks, prostitution is legal and it's not uncommon to see peolpe nude when it gets too warm in the summer (though it's less common in the cities, your delegate won't see anyone excising that right). Basically put, Iuthia is a very different nation from many others... whats more it's a dictatorship which is recognised by the UN as keeping it's people the 373rd happiest people in the world.

Laws regarding drinking are thus: Children over the age of 14 may order a small amount of alcohol with meals are resturants, otherwise they need to be with a responcable adult to be served alcohol in a bar. Adults may drink what they like...

As for the age an Iuthian becomes an adult? Well that depends on when they complete their compulsory service in the miltary. Children have protective laws to keep them safe from harm, though they are lax when circumstance permits. Adults have huge civil freedoms having earned their citizenship.

Your delegate you ask? Seeing as she is an ambassidor to your nation, and thus her opinion of Iuthia is likely transfered to your entire nation. This means that in order not to offend and to show respect she is in Iuthia's eyes, an adult. Of course, she is also a non-citizen, but thats doesn't affect her freedom to drink and eat what she likes so long as she doesn't harm anyone.

So there you go, your an adult here and it could be insulting for my leader to treat you otherwise.

"Thank you James. I'm sure my stay here will be of benefit to my nation. We are always striving to make new friends and learn about other cultures. As for the transport, it is still greatly appreciated. My nation doesn't have a space program yet, not economically feasible at this point. We hope that one day, we will be traveling amongst the stars and meeting new people. That is one reason why I'm here. To meet other space nations and see what they are capable of. These negiotiations will go along way in that regard. Our Neutrality will be an asset that I can gaurentee. Just maybe we can come to a peaceful conclusion to all of this." Melissa then seemed to spend a moment thinking, meanwhile the waiter served some starters for the two before giving Melissa and James there menus.

"Well it will he an honour to have your nation attend this conference to observe and assure it's legitimate efforts to restore peace in these turmoil times. I'm sure that with time your nation will do well to work towards a more stable Earth.

"Well, I'm hungery so I'm going to order dinner now." He finished. James himself ordered a stake, medium rare along with some belgium beer he couldn't pronounce correctly... he wasn't really as 'diplomatic' as many of his Diplomatic Corps, though to be fair they were trained carefully. James was a fairly simple man in his late fourties, unlike his father he wasn't loosing his hair though like his dad he made an effort to try and beat old age by excerising often. As his title suggests, he wore a formal military suit, though it wasn't too fancy because he wouldn't put up with anything too frilly, Iuthian's didn't have the imagination for it anyways...

"I don't think we have an embassy with you yet either. Our Secretary of State is in the process of trying to get other nations to establish embassies but its not going well. I would be honored to go over the details of such anytime in the future. If you want, you can travel to my nation and negiotiate directly with Presiden Rice. I'm sure that could also be warrented and can be agreed upon?" Melissa stated in reply to his query earlier.

"I'll make sure to have Kayla look into it after the conference, she's much better with those kinds of details." James replied. Soon after dinner was served, clearly the chefs were making an effort to make the meal a priority in the presence of the most powerful man in Iuthia.

OOC: Ok I didn't know that so sue me. LOL!!!!!

IC: After looking over the menu, she ordered a small glass of Chebly. "I don't want to wake up with a hangover but don't be surprised if I don't drink it all." She said. "As for dinner, I think I'll have the New York Strip with mashed potatos with Chicken Gravy and corn. Also a small ceaser salad will be good too." When the waiter left she looked over back at James. "I'm glad you think that having us here will be of great benefit. We think so as well. Hopefully we can establish ties with some of the nations attending." She looked around the room. "This is spacious. Reminds me of some of the restaurants back home on Cha Cha Island. It is spacious enough but back home there will be people dancing." She sighs heavily at her memories. "I do hope this conference goes well. There is to much war in the universe and my own nation has seen a brutal war of its own." A tear starts to form in her eyes at the vivid memories of that era. "My nation does look forward to ties with your wonderful nation. I'm sure that Kayla will be welcomed into our country to help negiotiate such a thing."She starts to eat her dinner, in thought of all the turmoil her nation has had in the past. "Peace is such a precious commodity and I think this conference is a start to end it. I also hope that when the negiotiations are done between us, we can have terrific relations between us as well."

Corneliu: The search didn’t take as long as one might expect, but it was pretty completed and nothing out of the ordinary showed up [OOC: I assume], the ambassador and his fiancé were taken to their quarters and left to their vices. The conference would start tomorrow (IC, in real life it could be a couple days perhaps) so the two had the evening free.


Dimminar: You are taken to your quarters in the neutral section of the scaffolding station after your people are searched and your weapons are registered. No contraband was found [OOC: I assume]. Once you get to your quarters you are given documents regarding the rules of the station and contact information as well as maps of your section.


Skeelzania As with Dimminar and Corneliu, your weapons are checked and registered and searches are conducted, the results were nothing to be concerned with [OOC: I assume, the camera is ok cause they missed it] and your escorted to your section and then your quarters. For a better description read the post on the 5th page.

Hogsweat: The Star Cruise approached the station, being followed by the Iuthian scanners and watched by the fleet ships in the vicinity, Hogsweat was a pretty unstable nation at the moment and they didn’t want to take their chances.

“This is the Star Cruise to Iuthian Station, repeat Star Cruise to Iuthian station, we are requesting permission to land. We are holding Ambassador Matsuo Takakumi and his entourage from the nation of Hogsweat. Over.”

The station responded: “Welcome to Iuthia Station, Star Cruise. You have permission to land, docking instruction following this transmission. Have a good flight.”


Hive Fleet Imodius: OOC: Thanks, I’m sorry about the trouble, I just want this to work.

With the fleet out of the system and the tensions falling back to their normal levels, the Iuthian’s granted permission for the alien craft to land, the President of Fedral Union had confirmed that they were allies.

“Welcome to Sol…err…Guys. You have permission to land, docking instruction following this transmission. Have a good flight.” The norn queen and egg moved around the earth while the cuttle fish transport moved forwards to dock accompanied by its escort.

Lethislavania: Err… ok. I’ll make a note of that.


CoreWorlds: The Jedi is given a quick tour of the station before being brought to his section to be shown the various facilities on offer; bars, gyms, dinner halls along with other areas to add to the comfort of the wait.

Meanwhile his guide/diplomat escort was making small talk in-between areas, briefly stating that Iuthia itself has a small number of people who claim to follow “Jedi” though in reality it was nothing more then a census joke, though some areas actually have a structured religion made from it often being run by enthusiasts.

Then the group arrived at the Jedi’s quarters.

“Here we are, this door here should be your quarters. Oh, and before I get back to my duties I should give you these documents. They just detail our rules and other vital information you may wish to know like schedules and agendas for the meeting. We will be starting the conference tomorrow. Untill then I’ll leave you to your vices. ”

Formal Dances: James listen patiently as Melissa talked about her home nation, he sat there nodding, listening to each word.

"Peace is such a precious commodity and I think this conference is a start to end it. I also hope that when the negiotiations are done between us, we can have terrific relations between us as well." Melissia finished. Clearly she felt quite strongly about peace, which was a good sign.

"I do hope so, The Fedral Union has had many wars in the past and now we can see further trouble brewing ahead, peace is the only way we can save this nation from being either destroyed by itself or others. Though it won't be easy... new bonds will have to be made and it needs trust, I doubt either will be willing to trust one another after so many wars. But never the less we must try."

James then smiled. "However, all this talk of war must be ever so depressing, I must say that after speaking to you personally it would seem that Iuthia and Formal Dances have the same interests, please tell me more or your home nation." Asked. He during the course of the conversation he had politely eaten the majority of his stake and he wasn't drinking much, he too wanted to be sober tomorrow and he wasn't really one for being drunk anyways.

Description and list of Sections where each nations representative is placed during the wait.

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=6570507#post6570507

Formal Dances: James listen patiently as Melissa talked about her home nation, he sat there nodding, listening to each word.

"Peace is such a precious commodity and I think this conference is a start to end it. I also hope that when the negiotiations are done between us, we can have terrific relations between us as well." Melissia finished. Clearly she felt quite strongly about peace, which was a good sign.

"I do hope so, The Fedral Union has had many wars in the past and now we can see further trouble brewing ahead, peace is the only way we can save this nation from being either destroyed by itself or others. Though it won't be easy... new bonds will have to be made and it needs trust, I doubt either will be willing to trust one another after so many wars. But never the less we must try."

James then smiled. "However, all this talk of war must be ever so depressing, I must say that after speaking to you personally it would seem that Iuthia and Formal Dances have the same interests, please tell me more or your home nation." Asked. He during the course of the conversation he had politely eaten the majority of his stake and he wasn't drinking much, he too wanted to be sober tomorrow and he wasn't really one for being drunk anyways.

"Its a beautiful collection of Islands. I was born and raised on Cha Cha Island. Our nation has had a bloody history. Only recently did we have a presidential election. That after a brutal civil war that killed tens of thousands, including my dad and 2 brothers." She starts to tear up at this. After wiping them away, she continued. "At the end, tryanny was defeated. Today, two years after the conclusion and after a constitutional convention, just recently inaugerated Kathrine Rice as President." She eats more of her steak and drinks abit of her wine. "Now our nation is starting to thrive again. My island is home to the nation's best dance studio. Our whole nation is centered around dancing. Mostly the slow dancing kind though Swing Dancing is also popular. Every restaurant has a dance floor with heavenly music playing and young couples are always dancing." Smiling because she knows someone is back home waiting for her to return. "Our nation has a proud heritage of this. Everyone wears Formal Clothes like this dress I'm wearing now, unless your a guy then its a Tux. Of course, kids dont like dressing up at first. After awhile, they do get used to it and they come to enjoy it. Yes we do have people that wear casual clothing like cocktail dresses and slacks, but mostly we wear formal clothing."

Corneliu: The search didn’t take as long as one might expect, but it was pretty completed and nothing out of the ordinary showed up [OOC: I assume], the ambassador and his fiancé were taken to their quarters and left to their vices. The conference would start tomorrow (IC, in real life it could be a couple days perhaps) so the two had the evening free.

As they sat waiting for their friends to arrive, Erica was hard at work making a meal for them as he helped her (yes I did say that! LOL)! As the meal progressed, he can sense that Masaki is close by and heading in his direction.

Masaki my relative, I feel your close by home in on my thoughts and the force will guide you to my door.

OOC: I'm going on vacation for the next week starting tomorrow. Gotta visit a relative. I hereby give permission for CoreWorlds Only to RP Server and his Wife! My sister, Formal Dances, will also be gone for the same reason. Make sure that she gets to the Conference and participates otherwise, she won't be very happy. I have asked CoreWorlds to handle my sis's nation. Take Care.

"Very well" replied Michael, eyeing up the men in front of him, mentally gauging each as his father had taught him, looking for signs of treachery or hesitation. Not sensing any, he handed over his sidearm, and unstrapped the sheathed long-sword strapped between his shoulderblades, handing that over as well. Jody surrended a small stilletto knife and a short barrelled .22 caliber derringer. Thomas McLewis unstrapped two holsters carrying big .45 caliber pistols, and a third on his left hip carrying a 9-mm PDW-style sub-machinegun.

"Could you please show me to my quarters, I need a rest back in the world of gravity." he said to the diplomatic envoy.

Rrowl C'mef glanced abck at his guards.

"h'rrr, wtsai, Kreera tza!" Rrowl C'mef said a few other things in hero's tongue which were colourful to say the least, the guards quickly present there wtsai blades and the one kzintosh's kreera and handed the weapons over to the security,

"h'rrr" his eyes were near close as he thought " a tour will do, could you have some one show our guards to my quaters?"

OCC: For simplicity's sake, assume the Skeelzanians retire to their quarters. I don't intend to RP until the conference starts or unless someone specifically calls on me for a visit.

OOC// Sorry, I was friendly with TFU. Do a post later after school.

Roger Roger Iuthian station, preparing to dock to land.
Matsuo Takakumi arose to the buzzing of the overhead -
"This is your pilot speaking, report to dock one for transport"

Matsuo got dressed, his favourite suit - black trousers and and white shirt, with a black jacket on, with a red star and hammer and sickle emblazoned on the Jacket. He washed and brushed his teeth, and with his two bodyguards and foreign minister Tyell Forrodom, they proceeded to the transport.

It took around an hour for the slow moving thing to reach the Iuthian station - and all around him Matsuo saw spaceships as fast as light darting around. They docked into the Iuthian station, and reluctantly the bodyguards handed over their pistol's, Glock 20 10MM auto's, and the group was escorted to their room.

Matsuo dropped his stuff and looked around. It was a pleasant place, with views out into space. He was tired after the travel, and his brain was still spinning, so he had a glass of water and settled down for a nap.

ooc> np m8 - but if you had requested withdrawl ic i would have left :)

ic> The 13 Black royal guard, black carapace reflecing the light of the stars along the diamond titanium alloy that encased each of the ships, moved around the Cuttle fish transport its soft skein shimmering in the light from the station. The cuttle fish and 3 of the Royal guard moved into the hanger the remaing 10 swirled in space outside watching for potential attack.
Inside the hanger the Cuttle fishtransport vessel drifted towards the deck fleshy tenticles moving out and supporting it as it gently touched down. From the maw of the 75 meter long beast lolled a great tounge followed by a puff of carbondioxide that whoshed out of the hanger doors. The 3 royal guard moved out of the hanger as the doors closed. Once the hanger bay had been sealed and pressure restored the gullet of the ship opened. 3 black orbs 3ft in diameter rolled out at a great speed before opening up to reveal 3 gaunts standing poised and ready to strike, their talons glinting in the light, from behind them emerged 3 human figures. They moved out of the shadow of the ship and down onto the deck. Each was the perfect image of a human female however, one had blonde hair with blue eyes, one had purple hair with purple eyes and the last had aubun hair with deep red eyes. They moved forwards looking for a host. The only clothing they wore consited of a black carapace inlaid with thousands of diamonds that covered only their front in a similar way to a womens swim suit that had no backing and appeared to cling to the perfect figures of the women. They each stood at 6'6" tall and where barefoot.
Noting the aproaching official 10 more guants moved out of the ship as its maw sealed again and its deep red eyes watched the unfolding scenario.

The blond avatar to the hive took a step forwards causing several of the gaunts to shuffle uneasily before the purple haired avatar hissed at them.
The blond spoke:
"I am Avatar Kel na' Therial. We are the hive representitives, I am here to communicate with the neutral factions at this conference." She smiled sweetly.

The aubun haired avatar steped next to the first on her left:
"I am Avatar Laireht an Lek, Avatar to the hive. I am here to communicate with the aggresive factions at this conference." She also smiled sweetly in the same manner as her blond twin.

Finally the Purple haired avatar steped next to the blond on her right:
"I am Avatar Xcerus, Avatar to TFU on behalf of the hive. I am here to communicate with the TFU and its friends or ally's at this conference." She did not smile and mearly looked around the hanger unimpressed before inspecting the simpering looking fool that had come to greet them, she sneared at him before breaking into an uneasy smile her eyes shimering gold and then back to purple as the hive corrected her actions.

El Sentiel: You are shown around and then taken to your room as you asked, the weapons are checked and approved, you are reminded that they are limited to the Neutral Section where you will be housed during your stay at the conference, security is assured in all areas and should you wish to leave your section to keep to someone in another section you will be ecsorted to that section by Iuthian security staff whom will be armed and ordered to protect you.

Corneliu: OOC - Understood, due to a LARP event I'm going to over the weekend I will probably start the conference properly on the following monday or, if I am not too drunk, on the Sunday I return... if there are any serious objections to this I would suggest people voice them now, but this way I can get the others (like Lietuveska who is still having troubles with his nations account) to have a chance to sort themselves out and will allow people some time to sort themselves out... though it looks like everyone is ready.

Sorry for the hold up, if we really must we can start now, but it would be broken up a little as I will be gone on Friday.


Formal Dances: "Then you will understand why this conference must succeed, wars are a last measure in diplomacy and these nations have reached the point where it's often the first, hopefully we can convince everyone that diplomacy is in the best interests of everyone." James finished his meal and then continued to make small talk until they had both finished.

"It has been good speaking to you Melissa, thanks for coming here. Now I have business to attend to before tomorrow, then we can both go to the conference. I would suggest getting some rest, the hours are odd in space.

"Goodbye now." And with that James stood up, saluted and walked off to retire to his room.

ooc> Nice one m8, btw say hello to Dumpy the Hobbit for me (Xcerus) :) Have fun. I am going to Texas for 2 weeks - will try to get internet while i am out there :) (I take it the LARP event is a CP one ;)

(OOC: Iuthia... Just a quick question... Why are you protecting TFU?)

(OOC: Iuthia... Just a quick question... Why are you protecting TFU?)

OOC: I wasn't aware I was protecting any more then his leader during the peace conference... afterall, my ships are situated around my own station, not TFU's nation.

However, if you are refering to why I'm running a peace conference in their name like I suspect you are then the simple answer is that the player was in need of assistance and while I may be a bastard some times, more often then not, I felt that giving it a shot would be a important. Thats an OOC reason of course.

IC I'm doing it because Iuthia doesn't want to see TFU get involved in any more pointless wars regardless of whether they started them or not. These talks are in order to fix the problems the guy has...

You'll also notice by the shear size of the thread alone that it's a good oportunity for some space RP. You get to describe your ships and technology, you get to do alot of politics and you get chance to RP characters and describe your race and your leaders... on the whole I would say that regardless of the outcome this is a nice chance for people to do some RP and have it regulated by someone so that there is no OOC insults and godmodding, with exception to myself, seeing as my security is OH MY GOD and I've stated OOC that it's impossible to get past it without OOC permission from all concerned.


However, in reply to this question I will ask a counter-question:

"Why not help TFU?"

(Should you wish to reply I would like you to avoid mentioning his spelling/grammar because it's something everyone is aware of by now and it's no really a good reason not to help someone.)

(OOC: How about his incessant godmodding/powergaming/wanking, idiocy, aggressiveness, etc... If TFU was a real life nation, it would probably be overrun a million times over by now.

However, if TFU is willing and does reform itself, the Five Civilized Nations has no objections to allow the nation stand and exist. We believe in peaceful existence and we've been pushed quite far by the TFU...)

(OOC: How about his incessant godmodding/powergaming/wanking, idiocy, aggressiveness, etc... If TFU was a real life nation, it would probably be overrun a million times over by now.

OOC: These points make a good reason for me to help TFU stop this... however I've not really got involved before. I beleive TFU is trying to change but the change is up to him, in anycase it's better to ignore then to join them, which seems to be the case with some at times.

IC I don't want them to self destruct and OOC can be described the same... it's better for everyone to at least try.

OOC: Could we get on with the confrence some time soon?

Understood, due to a LARP event I'm going to over the weekend I will probably start the conference properly on the following monday or, if I am not too drunk, on the Sunday I return... if there are any serious objections to this I would suggest people voice them now, but this way I can get the others (like Lietuveska who is still having troubles with his nations account) to have a chance to sort themselves out and will allow people some time to sort themselves out... though it looks like everyone is ready.

Sorry for the hold up, if we really must we can start now, but it would be broken up a little as I will be gone on Friday.

As previously stated I will be away from a PC at a LARP event on Friday and I will be gone until Sunday if I'm lucky or more likely Monday. This means if I start tomorrow I can only be around for 2 days RP and then I've got to leave the thread alone for three days, after which you have my full attention.

I could start tomorrow without too much trouble, though the RP will be broken a little and a few peolpe are still having trouble with the NS forums, like me.

So if a few more people complain they want to start then I'll start, but I thought we could wait a little longer as we've all have other things on NS... eitherway, its up to you guys.

Rrowl C'mef and Issabel sat a booth in the corner of the resturant, Issabel was famished after the travel from Wunderland to here, although she travelled around but never this far from home. she had a small salad, Rrowl C'mef jsut had a bowl of icecream, half eaten, and a 3rd of it all over the fur around his mouth, was quite the sight to be held, of course anyone to make light of it would soon find there existance quickly ending sooner than expected.

"h'rrr why are we here again Issabel?" Rrowl asked as he took another bite of his Icecream, the washers surely would ahve a stroke when they saw what had become of this spoon as it had bite marks on it, due to the size of Kzinti teeth of course.

"so we can meet other nations noble one" Issabel asked as she continued to eat her meal

Rrowl C'mef leaned forward a bit taking careful sniffs of issabels meal, then sat back and snorted (away from the food) muttering to himself " Sthondat.."

Issabel quirked a brow as she looked up at him "might not be fit to consume for Kzinti but it isn't for humans noble one" she smiled without revealing her teeth at him jokingly

Rrowl C'mef's ears and tail twitched signifying laughter.

"are you sure I can't get raw meat from here?"

"you could probably get it but I doubt the other occupants would like to see how a Kzinti eats raw meat" she sighed as she put her fork on the plate and pushed it forward "and besides honoured one, that ice cream is going to make you sick and I doubt raw meat will help in the morning."

she was right, although Kzinti were not straight carnivores and liked to indulge in the occasional sweet to much would make a one sick for a day or two, but since hte conference was to be delayed he decided to indulge jsut this once.

As they sat waiting for their friends to arrive, Erica was hard at work making a meal for them as he helped her (yes I did say that! LOL)! As the meal progressed, he can sense that Masaki is close by and heading in his direction.

Masaki my relative, I feel your close by home in on my thoughts and the force will guide you to my door.

OOC: I'm going on vacation for the next week starting tomorrow. Gotta visit a relative. I hereby give permission for CoreWorlds Only to RP Server and his Wife! My sister, Formal Dances, will also be gone for the same reason. Make sure that she gets to the Conference and participates otherwise, she won't be very happy. I have asked CoreWorlds to handle my sis's nation. Take Care.

OOC: Noted. I will see, though I'm on and off occasionally.

IC:
As old Tenchi chuckled at the fact that 'Jedi' in Iuthia is a fan-religion, he recieved a Force-communication from Admiral Server, who is nearby.

Ah! I knew it was you when I felt your presence. I'll be there soon.

When they entered their quarters and looked around, their security forces did a check for themselves. When the security forces where done with it and nodded that everything was cleaned, he turned to their host.

"Thank you kindly. I'm sorry if my security team upset you when they looked things over but their job is to keep me and my fiance here safe. This place is nice and well built. I don't exaggerate that claim. I mean it. I hope that this conference is beneficial to everyone involved. As for questions, none at this time thanks."

When the he left, he turned to his fiance and gave her a kiss. "We know that TFU and CoreWorlds are now on station. I think we should get in touch with them and start talking."

"You mean like a pep talk before the conference starts. That'll be fine. They can come here and we can be their host while they are here."

"Why that is a wonderful idea hun. Think you can cook with what we have here in the kitchen?"

"Of course sweetie, you just get them over here and I'll prepare a wonderful meal for you all."

He smiles at her and after giving her a quick hug, he senses something powerful. "Well my good friend Masaki is on station."

Tenchi Masaki, this is Admiral Server. I felt your presence and was wondering if you would like to join me and my fiance for a dinner in my quarters tonight! I hope you will attend


He then proceeded to the comlink.

"Yes I would like a patch over to one, President Robert." When he got his connection, he started "Rob, this is Server, I was wondering if you would like to join me and my fiance for dinner in my cabin here on station."
Rob : *drooped his book and ran to the com* *taped it * hello there... and i would love to i have nothing better to do around here , what time do you say would be good to meet up? *he dusted off his suite*

OOC: I'm leaving for vacation Saturday morning, all the way to the Sunday, after the one after the day I leave. (8 days). I'll be back August 1st, in the evening.

OOC: Hm... that breaks things up for sure...

Formal Dances: "Then you will understand why this conference must succeed, wars are a last measure in diplomacy and these nations have reached the point where it's often the first, hopefully we can convince everyone that diplomacy is in the best interests of everyone." James finished his meal and then continued to make small talk until they had both finished.

"It has been good speaking to you Melissa, thanks for coming here. Now I have business to attend to before tomorrow, then we can both go to the conference. I would suggest getting some rest, the hours are odd in space.

"Goodbye now." And with that James stood up, saluted and walked off to retire to his room.

OOC: Typed on Vacation!

"I agree that war is the last possible option! All diplomatic connections need to be exhausted. Hopefully this will work."

After she finished her meal, she replied "And I need to go over what the diplomatic office put in my bag for me to study for tomorrow! It was nice talking to you." Bowing, she walked back to her room and started to study for tomorrow's meeting!

OOC2: Expect occassional posts from me but not to many! Bye!

Strauss fingered a small datadisk eagerly. On it (and several copies stashed on his person), was all the evidence that had been gathered against TFU. It had footage of attacks against civilian frieghters, decrypted communications ordering genocide against native populations, accounting ledgers financing space piracy...The list went on. Most of it was fake, forged by the very best intelligence agents that the nation had to offer. It was virtually identical to the real thing.

Of course, Strauss didn't know the information was forged. Honorable diplomats work better when they actually believe the enemy is in the wrong.

Ambassador Hannity continued to study everything the State Department has on The Fedral Union! Though it isn't much since Formal Dances isn't a space nation, what they do have, however, is enough for them to get going. Melissa looks over at her aide, who approaches with something resembling Coffee.

"Thanks Greg!"

"Your welcome Madam Ambassador. I figured you needed a cup since this is going to be a long process. How is the studying coming?"

"Well despite not having alot of info on The Fedral Union, its coming along quite nicely. Hopefully they will be receptive of us. Since we don't know much about them, just maybe the other participants can listen to us and come to a successful conclusion. What do you think?"

"I think that that The Fedral Union has burned alot of bridges. Its going to take awhile to rebuild them."

"Lucky, some of their allies are present. Hopefully that'll help!"

"I hope your right. We might just find ourselves caught in an arguement between the two factions."

"I know and that is what worries me. I just hope a compromise can be reached that all parties can agree too. That is what we are you to do."

"Agreed Madam Ambassador. Shall we form a plan of action?"

"We should." She sips her coffee, which is a tad weak for her but drinkable, and they set to work on formulating a game plane.

OOC:Still on vacation!

Jody Birch knocked quietly on the door of Strauss's apartment, having slipped through the station as quickly as possible. In her hand she held a small PDA, packed with information concerning TFU's attacks on civilian targets in Adelaide Islands, and several stolen transcripts showing their blatant disregard for the lives of civilians and willingness to hapharzardly threaten nations with nuclear attacks.


<Prince Michael's Quarters>

The Prince sat facing the screen of the protable communications system silently. A single tear rolled down his face as he read the transmission. He stood up and walked quickly into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. McLewis stepped up and looked at the screen, glowing bright green. A few lines were the only text on the screen, but they made his heart rise in his throat:

<Encrypted Transmission>
To: Prince Michael
From: King James VI

My son, great tragedy has befallen our country in your absence. I am dying, and by the time you return, this country shall be yours. But do not return to me yet, find safe refuge elsewhere, either in space or amongst our allies in ACS.

God bless you my child,

Your Father.

<End Of Transmission>

'Someone is gonna pay for this' thought McLewis 'and pay in blood'.

(Bumpdy)

The Avatars moved through the station moving into the various sectors while the hive creatures having been scanned for weapons moved to the TFU ally sector.
The TFU avatar began looking immediatly for the TFU rep while the others began to search out various parties and nagotiate with them.


ooc> (Any one that wants to talk to me can do so - avatars are capable of holding up to 5million conversations at once.

Jody Birch knocked quietly on the door of Strauss's apartment, having slipped through the station as quickly as possible. In her hand she held a small PDA, packed with information concerning TFU's attacks on civilian targets in Adelaide Islands, and several stolen transcripts showing their blatant disregard for the lives of civilians and willingness to hapharzardly threaten nations with nuclear attacks.


Strauss went to open the door, but one of his bodyguards got there first. The bodyguard opened the door and said "What do you want?" After a hurried conversation, the bodyguard moved aside and motioned Jody in.

Strauss hurredly shut the door and removed a small device from his pocket. It was a powerful scanner that listened for any bugs or other listening devices. When he waved the device in front of a potted plant, it beeped.

One of the bodyguards quickly removed the plant from the pot, and noticed a small pin sized device pointing towards Strauss' bed. He quickly crushed it.

Strauss turned to Jody and said "All right. We can talk freely now. I was sure someone had planted a bug in my room." Strauss smiled before continuing. "What can I do for you?"

OOC: I'm back from LARP now, though I'm aching all over thanks to sleeping in a tent on hard ground and two days of eating half cooked food from a BBQ, but never the less I'm back.

I'll start on replies/beginnings for the actual conference tomorrow, however for the time being I'm going to take it easy because 8 hours sleep in since Friday isn't good for me...

On the Enterpise - J :
Ops sir? were reciveing a communcations from star fleet command priorty 1 -RED
Cap : 1 RED!?! Get me the presdeint immdeaitly!
Ops : yes sir ...*pataches a single though *
Rob : this is robert what do you want
Cap : sir we have an urgant situation ...
Rob : what is it ?
Cap : uhh sir... it seems one of our colnys is under attack...
Rob : UNDER ATTACK!?!?! *he screamed loudly with surpise*
Cap : yes sir...! apprently by shivans
Rob : SHIVANS!?!?!?! How the !?!?! *sighed*
Cap : we haveint gotten any word from the fleet. in that area but star fleet is sending antoher one ...
Rob : *sighs* keep me informed..... *closed the channle and looked out of the window sighing *

OCC: Sooo did the Federal Ambassador just get whacked by the Shivans? Or is that just a post that should really be somewhere else, as it has no bearing on the peace conference.

OOC: No, his leader is still here and he hasn't left the station, this is something which started the other night and isn't related to this conference, I may try and see if something can't be resolved in quickly...

Central Facehuggeria: I've already noted that Iuthia hasn't got any bugs placed in guest quarters and seeing as security is tight it's unlikely anyone else could have done it either. While I know this doesn't have any real impact on the thread, it is something I'd like to clear - Iuthia hasn't made any attempts to bug you, searching for them makes sense, but you won't find something which isn't there.

IC:

Formal Dances: It is now morning; the day before the conference starts and the day that you will be going up to the station with a few other officals, including Iuthia's own Lord General, James deGritz. You given a wake up call at around 8am IST (Iuthian Standard Time), after being served breakfast you are then given time to organise yourself and your aides before the launch at 12 noon.

After getting ready, you meet up with James at the Space-port in Iuthia Prima, he is with several other officials from other nations, as well as a few diplomatic aides and his large security advisor. After a brief security check everyone is led out into the launch area itself to board the craft.

The craft itself looks to be a more futuristic version of a Concord Jet, it's large and luxurious, though it's clearly different seeing as a jet wouldn't cut it in space. The insides are very similar to what one would expect in a luxury jet, though everything which is loose is strongly tied down or part of the set up.

With a short wait, after a couple of the crew members explain safety to the officals, everyone hears the Captain on intercom:

"This is your captain speaking, we are taking off in a few moments, please can all personel make sure they are strapped in and prepared to take-off, thankyou."

And with that the craft takes off like any normal plane. After several minutes into the flight however, the craft accelerates at a higher angle; everyone on board can feel the g-forces now as the craft makes it's way out of the Earths gravity well and into void of space.

Within half an hour of taking off, the craft makes it to the deep orbit of the station without any hassle, Melissa can see other space craft; clearly more designed for military and incapable of operating in Earths atmostphere (due to their lack of aerodynamics), escorting the plane to the station.

The craft then docks with the main station, ready for disembarking it's cargo.

[Note that this is before many of the others arrived, so you can assume you are at the conference I'm starting in another thread, URL to be given shortly once I write the start]

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=6632486&posted=1#post6632486


OK, thats the start for of the conference. Please note that RP from before the conference (like you have started) and be posted here and it will still count as being before this. Please also keep OOC comments in this thread.

Thanks for being patient, on the side under my name I have a MSN account, feel free to IM me if you want to talk there as well.

Central Facehuggeria: I've already noted that Iuthia hasn't got any bugs placed in guest quarters and seeing as security is tight it's unlikely anyone else could have done it either. While I know this doesn't have any real impact on the thread, it is something I'd like to clear - Iuthia hasn't made any attempts to bug you, searching for them makes sense, but you won't find something which isn't there.[/size]



OOC: Iuthia didn't place it, but that doesn't mean it wasn't placed by me. :) One of my guards placed it there, to incriminate TFU further. Of course, nobody ICly knows that. You can expect Strauss to complain about Federal Treachery in the other thread. ;)

OOC: Just a OOC warning then: If it is brought to our attention we will pretty much work out that it must have been planted by your own peoples, though it would take a small ammount of investigating to assure us it wasn't another nation.

Basically put due to the huge amounts of security and servailance in the station it's pretty easy to prove that no other nation did it... so your guys will have to hope that your diplomat (for whom it was placed to further convince him of TFU's guilt) doesn't actually try and blame TFU lest the evidence come back and bite his guards on the ass...

I hope that someone here isn't trying to sabatoge these talks. I would not be happy with that.

I hope that someone here isn't trying to sabatoge these talks. I would not be happy with that.

OOC: It's not IN CHARACTER knowledge that someone is trying to do that, so unless IC CHARACTER evidence suggests that they are trying to do so (which isn't a stretch of the imagination given that CF is TFU's enemy). Due to the fact they have raised the issue without any proof or plausable explaination. Afterall, the people from TFU have only just arrived and we've made a point of noting where about everyone is to avoid this kind of issue.

The only spying devices on board are on one of the representatives inside his body, though it won't be much use because we are not showing him "teh secret planzorz"...

Not that people can't try and accuse one another, it's just that they have to do better then that to convince us.

OOC: Good thing that I don't have to convince you. :) And even if you discover one of my guards did it, I have a contingency for THAT too. ;)

Nice of you trying to paint my sister's nation in a badlight! She never had contact with TFU and doesn't even know you period. I barely know you. Wait till she gets back on here later, I'm sure you can expect a very loud rebuke.

Nice of you trying to paint my sister's nation in a badlight! She never had contact with TFU and doesn't even know you period. I barely know you. Wait till she gets back on here later, I'm sure you can expect a very loud rebuke.

I'm not trying to paint your sister (Formal Dances?) in a bad light. I'm merely trying to rebuke her pro-TFU arguements.

I'm not trying to paint your sister (Formal Dances?) in a bad light. I'm merely trying to rebuke her pro-TFU arguements.

I don't think she gave a Pro-TFU arguement CF! Re-read her statements. Nothing Pro-TFU about it. She is purely Neutral! She is neither pro TFU or anti TFU! And yes, Formal Dances is my sister!

Nice of you trying to paint my sister's nation in a badlight! She never had contact with TFU and doesn't even know you period. I barely know you. Wait till she gets back on here later, I'm sure you can expect a very loud rebuke.

Now now, this OOC conversation is a little besides the point. Of course he's going to acuse people, but in the end thats just IC intent to damage the process... a rather flawed one at that concidering that he's only convinced his own people so far (which is still enough to damage proceeding, but only in a way which is painting his own nation in a bad light).

So don't worry OOC about IC concerns... I'm sure formal dances can handle it.

Now now, this OOC conversation is a little besides the point. Of course he's going to acuse people, but in the end thats just IC intent to damage the process... a rather flawed one at that concidering that he's only convinced his own people so far (which is still enough to damage proceeding, but only in a way which is painting his own nation in a bad light).

So don't worry OOC about IC concerns... I'm sure formal dances can handle it.

I know she can but when she sees the accusation, be prepared for nasty fall out.

I know she can but when she sees the accusation, be prepared for nasty fall out.

So there will be nasty fallout. Oh well, it won't harm my delegate any. And it'll actually harm the Pro-Federal case a bit. Or at least Strauss will try and make it seem like that. ;)

meh, no worries...

Well, I say "no worries" but the word "fall-out" coupled with "I'm pointing 20 8megaton nukes at this place" concerns me.

I never did like the fact that he tried to blame me! That took real brains!

Okay: Formal Dances, in response to your query on the other thread, Indra isn't here because he has RL issues at work.

Okay: Formal Dances, in response to your query on the other thread, Indra isn't here because he has RL issues at work.

Ok then, tell him this when you talk to him! He has to compromise because that is how diplomacy works, by compromising! Failure to compromise shows that he doesn't care what happens period! By not compromising, he's showing himself as a tyrant that wants to get rid of TFU and weaken him. You have to have give and take when you talk peace. That is how diplomacy works.

That is why he needs to compromise. A compromise will benefit all sides in negotiations and to prevent further bloodshed.

Bump ???

Meh, sometimes you have to accept that some nations are more interested in forces their governments wish then they are with peace, this is because they are confident that they can do it eitherway. Part of diplomacy can often be about sizing up the other and then giving them a change to submit to your will before you try the other way.

However, that said I'm trying, or at least I was, to make an RP which will OOC help TFU to stop getting into stupid wars... however, I can't say "you can't RP because your not playing nice" because quite frankly there is still a chance, albeit a small chance, that peace can be achieved.