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George Nemishly stared longingly as the Osprey-II transport aircraft lifted off from the landing pad and soared off quickly through the blue skies. He didn't want to be here. Though he was a proffesional diplomat, everyone hates being thrown into a hopeless situation, and George considered this a hopeless situation. However, as an employee to the Good-Hands Diplomatic Corporation and official representative of the ICRC, he was obligated to fulfill his duty.

However, this didn't mean he wasn't still uneasy as heck. In a desperate attempt to calm himself, he set his suitcase down, and opened it. He slipped his hand inside, ruffled through a few sheefs of paper before coming up with the Official Notice that had brought him here.

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Official Notice from The Industrial Experiment / Chaos Experiment Relations Council

Third Quarter, Second Earnings Period, Twenty-Ninth Day / 2342.305.19.589 CEOD

We of the ICRC do not see the profit in a futile war with the nation of Jangle Jangle Ridge, and would very much like to seek a more diplomatic solution. We propose a meeting between leaders of our three nations in an attempt to provide a peaceful resolution to this conflict. We will first address the location and time of the meeting, and then our hopes and offerings for a more lucrative relationship with the nation of Jangle Jangle Ridge.

Section I

A. Our selected location, and we very much hope you agree with this, is the Tri-Province Lodge in the Yellow Mountains of Chaos Experiment. This Lodge is located on the zenith of three of Chaos Experiments largest provincial districts. It has a history of hosting many successful summits between the two nations of the ICRC that led to the very close, cooperative relationship we enjoy in these modern times. It was the place in which a major war between Chaos Experiment and Industrial Experiment was barely avoided in classical times through level-headed discussion, and eventually hosted the first central location for the ICRC before said central location was moved closer to the border with Industrial Experiment. It is quite comfortable and has all the needed facilities for any diplomatic team to live in great comfort.

B. Our selected time is fourteen global-time days after the arrival of this Notice, which should arrive only hours after sending. Transportation will be available to any representatives you should chose to send. We will have a diplomat waiting upon your arrival, and a full team there upon your acceptance of this proposed conference.

Section II

A. We hope to achieve a peaceful resolution to the current conflict between our nations, and perhaps even an alliance on future matters. We are prepared to make certain concessions in the interest of future prosperity of business between our three great nations.

B. We hope to find a solution to the problem with Uranium Island, preferably one that will benefit your nation, too.

End Notice

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George shivered in the cold air on the VTOL pad near the administrative buildings of the lodge facilities while he stuff the notice back into his suitcase and made his way towards the lodge building itself. He longed for the warm comfort of the meeting rooms, the auditorium, and of course, his own suite within. Glancing around for anyone watching, he picked up his pace and began a rather undignified run towards the lodge upon confirming no one was watching.

I hope the other diplomats get here soon, and I hope to hell that Jangle Jangle accepts the summit he thought to himself as he neared the lodge building.

For those not already introduced to the situation, the proposed sale of mining rights by the Armed Republic of Steel Island on a newly discovered 'Uranium Island' (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=344569) led to the nation of Jangle Jangle Ridge threatening Steel Island with nuclear devestation if the rights weren't given freely to Jangle Jangle Ridge. The ICRC (Industrial Experiment / Chaos Experiment Relations Council) stepped in with a business offer to Steel Island, and Jangle Jangle Ridge, offended by this, threatened a similar cataclysm to both the nations of the ICRC. This summit is being held to hopefully resolve the situation without any attacks on ICRC proporty and keep the mines intact.

However, Jangle Jangle Ridge launched two missles at Uranium Island previous to being informed of this proposal, and it is expected that Uranium Island will be throroughly irradiated and devoid of life for a while after the summit, regardless of who gets the mining rights.

OoC: You may post your diplomat's introduction if you wish, or you may get right into the issue by introducing your wishes regarding this situation.

OOC: Diplomats scare me, so I'll get to the issues.
IC:
Plain and simple, we want rights to the Uranium Island and uranium. We have a project set for them already. It, in fact, includes the island as an intregal part of the project. We have looked over the layout of the mine, and have found it the perfect location for the site.

OOC: There is no mine yet, just uranium rich soil.

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This is what we want. No more unprovoked and unnecessary attacks from Jangle Jangle Ridge. Steel Island is a UN member, and if necessary we will appeal to the United Nations for help. We have no doubt who they will support. But we do not want to have to do this. Too much paperwork, you could say. If we can reach an agreement here and now, the UN will not come into this. The fate of the uranium on Uranium Isle can be discussed soon.

OOC: I know. It's a lightly-used "mine". Of the island.
IC:
Well then, for this island, what do you want in return?

We do not necessarily want to give you the rights to this island. We have reason to believe this would be an extremely unwise decision. Our turn to ask you a question. "Apart from the island, what else would make you leave our country alone?"

The room was bright, the people were loud, the situation was tense. Boy did George love this stuff. He glanced around quickly, then waved for silence. He gave the people in the room a good ten seconds tp quiet before he rang the bell at his side, which clanged rather loudly, sending a burst of white noise throughout the room to soak up any sound within the area and silencing all the surrounding diplomats. He motioned again to convey that, in less polite terms, everyone should shut up. Quickly grabbing the bell to stop it ringing, he began speaking.

"As I am sure, no one wants to die, so I will be short. This war can be avoided, so let's try to discuss the issue and decide upon a course of action that will profit us all and lead to no deaths, at least no deaths of anyone that matters, ok? I call up the lead diplomat of Jangle Jangle Ridge to present his case"

George stepped off his podium and watched as the man from Jangle Jangle Ridge stood up from his seat at the large conference table that occupied a large portion of the room and began working his way to the front of the room where the podium was located. As he reached it and stepped up onto the low platform onto which it was set, he had a look of determination on his face. A quick cough to clear his throat, and he spoke.

"Plain and simple, we want rights to the Uranium Island and uranium. We have a project set for them already. It, in fact, includes the island as an intregal part of the project. We have looked over the layout of the mine, and have found it the perfect location for the site."

Surprised at how concise the speech was, George raised an eyebrow at the Jangle Jangle Ridgian (OoC: How exactly do you refer to your people O_o) to silently question him on whether or not he was finished, and when the man gave his assent, George pulled a remote from his pocket, and pressed a button. A green light went on ten feet over the podium, opening the floor for questions and comments, and also activating the microphones set into the conference table.

The room was silent for a moment more, and then the light turned red, and a Chaosian stood from his seat roughly halfway down the table. George looked at him for a second, and then recognition dawned. It was an old friend, Timothy Carwell, Chaos Experiment's Vice President of Foriegn Relations. He would be able to come up with some interesting questions. Timothy looked around a moment, noting the faces of those around him, then began speaking.

"This most certainly does sound like a very important situation for your country then, Mr Speaker, but I must ask; do you have the needed equipment and labor forces for such an operation? Because, should you not, we of Chaos Experiment would be all too glad to provide you with top-of-the-line mining equipment at a low cost, and I'm sure a delegate from Industrial Experiment would agree with me when I say that Industrial Experiment would be very forth-coming in cheap labor"

Timothy stopped to again assess the faces of those surrounding him, then continued.

"However, should you have both the equipment and labor for your facilities on Uranium Island, we would still like to put at your disposal a discount for various related goods that would both speed your workings and help assure a good efficiency when it comes to cost versus profits. Chaos Experiment boasts many deep mines in search of various minerals and other rocks, and as such we have developed some sophisticated technologies and mining techniques that we would be happy to put at your disposal for either a small price or the rights to a small section of Uranium Island's mines"

Timothy studied the expressions of the people in the room one last time before he sat down and the light above the podium once more went green.

"The mine will suffice. With the mine, we will have no more need for you country, and won't bother it further." Turning to George, "We have the neccessary tools and labor, do not worry. Perhaps we could have a trade of techniques. I've been told technicians have used a variant on the ST-11's cannon workings to make a sort of plasma cutter, so to speak. It also fuses diamonds together, I've heard. Maybe your people would be interested?"

Would we get anything out of this apart from backing off from military strikes? I am not sure we would agree to this. We intend to make a great profit from Uranium Isle. Unless something more substantial is offered we will be forced to call in the UN.

Think of it this way. Having a neighboring country attacked would bring me to attack person who intruded on my neighbor. If you are attacked, I don't want to come next. Understand?

George looked back up at the representative at the podium from his seat at the head of the table to which he had returned during Timothy's and the representative's speeches. He pondered for a moment, then stood, making the green light turn red, and began his proposal.

"Ah, yes. I had heard rumors of that from various corners of the world, and have seen several documents suggesting that the Chaosians are experimenting with it. We would be glad to benefit your mining operations with a little something we've been working on in relation to this. Industrial Experiment is proud to be home to a certain scientist, Rich Gallot to be percise, who has refined the Yang-Mills Field Equations on Electro-magnetism, and the newlycreated Tiller Corporation bought the rights to the equations a few years back. Since then we have been able to successfully create magnetic-field generators that can change the size and shape of the field at will very percisely. Since magnetic-fields are what contain plasma to begin with, perhaps we could interest you in these generators. The facilities to mass-produce a variant on the technology are all but finished construction, and it would require very small modifications to only a single production line to create field-generators that would be able to be used in mining."

George studied the representative a moment as he caught his breath.

"I can see this being used to create very thin sheets of plasma that could cut away whole strains of Uranium without damaging it. We would be willing to sell you a batch of generators for a very relatively low price, and keep them in production for any future mining operations you may have need of them in."

"Actually, we can prolong the plasma by using the electromagnetism we use to turn to mettalic chemicals into plasma as a shield against outside conditions. It is now being used for a weapons project."

"Ah, but that is not what the technology is for. What I meant to clarify in it is that, while most modern plasma systems are more about brute force than efficiency and thus can be very damaging to the Uranium deposits when mining even when refined, our new generators can manipulate a plasma field with such percision that it can cut away an entire deposit of uranium without damaged virtually any of it, raising cost versus benefit efficiency by a large margin. It is also much faster than pretty much any other plasma mining technique, and requires significantly less power."

"Ours can do the same. All we have to do is position the magnets to a certain thickness, and it can either be a chainsaw or a paper-thin knife in the night." We turn back, "Now, we want this island. Will you give it to us, or not? It is likely not use to you at the state it is in.

"Well? We want a decision so we can get to work settling this island. Radiation or no, this project must go ahead."

We will not hand the island over to you without you giving us something substantial in return. I will be blunt, we do not want to give you this island. You will have to think of something very impressive to persuade us. Threats will do no good. The UN will be included if you do.

"I wasn't threatening, you imbecile. I was telling you that should an attack befall you, we would come to your aid."

"Fine, name something of enough worth to get us this island."

"You speak of substance, and profit in what you recieve, but you have no ideas as to what that might be?"

I don't understand why we are automaticly going towards a war!!! In my opinion, everyone should just get together and make a peace treaty. You don't need violence to solve all your problems...and if its is the only thing you resort too, then you are just being idiotic and mediocure. Think of your country's citizens, your people. Do you really want to waste their lives for this???

I find it improbable that you will come to our aid after you killed many members of our Defence Force. I don't trust you. I think you lie. And to top it off, you have shifty eyes. So let us put it this way, if you cannot understand. There are many other countries who would be better suited to mining Uranium Isle. We already have recieved enourmous offers. In short, you will not have the right. If you insist on exerting military pressure, the UN will, as I have told you on numerous occasions, be pulled into this conflict. I don't want this to happen, and you should want it even less. That is our ultimatum. Leave.

I don't understand why we are automaticly going towards a war!!! In my opinion, everyone should just get together and make a peace treaty. You don't need violence to solve all your problems...and if its is the only thing you resort too, then you are just being idiotic and mediocure. Think of your country's citizens, your people. Do you really want to waste their lives for this???

"Considering what the project is, yes. Whoever you are, leave. This is a private summit. In truth, I should have you shot now. Leave."

I don't understand why we are automaticly going towards a war!!! In my opinion, everyone should just get together and make a peace treaty. You don't need violence to solve all your problems...and if its is the only thing you resort too, then you are just being idiotic and mediocure. Think of your country's citizens, your people. Do you really want to waste their lives for this???

I do not want war. Yet JJR has already started one, and I am attempting to end it now.

I find it improbable that you will come to our aid after you killed many members of our Defence Force. I don't trust you. I think you lie. And to top it off, you have shifty eyes. So let us put it this way, if you cannot understand. There are many other countries who would be better suited to mining Uranium Isle. We already have recieved enourmous offers. In short, you will not have the right. If you insist on exerting military pressure, the UN will, as I have told you on numerous occasions, be pulled into this conflict. I don't want this to happen, and you should want it even less. That is our ultimatum. Leave.

"Well. You think the great UN will help you in a petty claim. Fine. How does a pure deposit of 4 trillion USD into a swiss bank account sound to you? If you don't like it, we will be forced to exert extreme force. If I have found you have wasted my nation's time and money to come here, you will find it is far, far too late to go running under mother UN."

USD 6 trillion, no less. And some form of guarantee that you will not try anything other than mine the uranium. And you will abide by all of the terms and conditions laid out by us in our first press release. Then it is a possibility. ICRC, what do you think about this?

George, still seated in his Head-of-Council position, reached under the table and pressed a button. The light above the podium went out, and all microphones in the room went off save his. He stood up slowly and meaningfully.

"I must respectfully ask the representative from Jangle Jangle Ridge to vacate the podium. You threats of war are intolerable in this hall of peace. The Tri-Province Lodge has never been used as a forum to coerce a nation into ceceding to an aggressor's demands"

From there, George made his way to the podium and wait for the representative to leave it and return to his seat.

"And one last thing," staring directly at the diplomat, as though trying to burn holes in him, "We of JJR have done as we said. We warned you before the attack, and you simply ignored us. The eyes are not shifty, they've been steadfast. Like my nation. Try not to slur the next diplomats you meet, it helps NOTHING.

George, still seated in his Head-of-Council position, reached under the table and pressed a button. The light above the podium went out, and all microphones in the room went off save his. He stood up slowly and meaningfully.

"I must respectfully ask the representative from Jangle Jangle Ridge to vacate the podium. You threats of war are intolerable in this hall of peace. The Tri-Province Lodge has never been used as a forum to coerce a nation into ceceding to an aggressor's demands"

From there, George made his way to the podium and wait for the representative to leave it and return to his seat.

He continued, louder, so everyone could still hear him,
"I will not leave until my time here has been justified. I was promised a fair conclusion that all would agree with. Instead, my time is wasted because he thinks my eyes as "shifty". I think your halls of peace should try to avoid being halls of Libel too."

You did not give ample warning. We knew little of your petty threats until you had launched the missiles. You gave us no opportunity to respond at all. When you look at it this way, it shows that you wanted nothing more than to launch your missiles. I hope you are happy that you have taken innocent lives without any cause.

The diplomat swiveled his head to the diplomat from Steel island, "Agreed. Simply send me the needed recipient of the address to the bank account and the address' contact information.We can work on a treaty of some form."

As he forcefully retook his position at the podium, George glanced at the JJR representative, but tactfully didn't let any of the contempt he felt for the head-strong man leak into his features. He reached the main microphone a the podium, and began speaking.

"Our stance on this issue remains the same as in the beginning. We want a solution that will be beneficial to all those involved. As such, our original offering to you in return to mining rights stands, but we are also willing to extend the same offer to Jangle Jangle Ridge in exchange for a deal where both of our nations would get equal access to the island and its uranium deposits. Essentially, we would split it in half."

George reached into his pocket, removing the remote device from earlier, and thumbed a few buttons. A large screen covering the middle half of the wall behind him was revealed as the wall darkened into a display of text.

"This is the agreement we offered to Steel Island."


Official Notice from The Industrial Experiment / Chaos Experiment Relations Council

Third Quarter, Second Earnings Period, Nineteenth Day / 2342.232.12.3145 CEOD

Seeing this purely as a business opportunity, we of the ICRC are willing to offer quite a lot for the rights to mine this island. First, we shall address the economic benefits we may give, and then we shall address the mutual profit we can both gather from this.

Section I

A. We, the ICRC, are prepared to offer you an exclusive contract with the various corporations of Industrial Experiment in which the major decrease of all import tariffs would allow you to ship goods to Industrial Experiment for a drastically reduced cost. The burgeoning populace of Industrial Experiment, numbering nearly 1 billion peoples, is a market of rabid consumers who are all too willing to buy anything they have the purchase capital for. This contract will be subject to renewel after an ordained period of time.

B. Also, we are prepared to supply Industrialite workers as an outsourced workforce for you country. Our corporations will still maintain their salaries, and said corporations will also pay for any housing and other essentials required. Your government will not need to pay for anything that these workers will require. The number of workers will be determined upon further negotiations, and the duration of their stay will be determined upon the successful mining of Uranium Island. We of Industrial Experiment and its many successful corporations are proud to say that the workers we offer are of the highest quality.

C. Lastly, the nation of Chaos Experiment is quite prepared to offer greatly reduced prices for any tourists or vacationers that should chose to visit our great and beautiful nation. We also, trusting in your governments judgement, are willing to extend a less strict backround check when any peoples moving from your country, whether by force (deportation) or of their own will, should chose to come to Chaos Experiment. Chaos Experiment is also willing to completely abolish any applicable tariff for future imports from your nation. We retain a population comparable to Industrial Experiment, and assure you that our people are just as vorocious buyers as the Industrialites.

Section II

A. The Garous Mining Corporation of Industrial Experiment, which is the one that stands ready to mine the Uranium, has access to highly advanced enrichment devices and centrifuges. Not only are they capable of producing weapons-grade uranium, but they are also capable of producing reactor ready materials.

B. All uranium mined will be put on sale over the international market place, and we will be willing to give you a discount should you chose to buy any for your reactors at home, or any other use.

C. The Trusted Reserve Corporation is prepared to wire a large sum of money to your nation as additional compensation and thanks for protecting our workers while they mine. The exact amount may be determined upon further negotiation.

We of the ICRC await your decision, and thank you for this opportunity to show our goodwill towards your nation and its peoples as a whole.

George now pressed another button on the remote and the light above his head once more shined out green, awaiting someone to take advantage of the newly reactivated microphones around the room.

"Well, that seems most uneeded. I have bought the land outright. All I need is a basic non-aggression pact. I could get a law student to scripple one up for fifty dollars," the man chuckled, "And it would be better than what my lawyers would make."

At Lord Hathley's command ,an image of General Ricardo Powell was beamed up onto the screen. "A joint arrangement would be possible", the leader of Steel Island said, "Working together, all three parties can achieve a good result. Do not forget the terms you automatically agree to when you begin your operations on Uranium Isle:
No foreign troops will be permitted to come inside our borders, or within five hundred kilometers, unless we give our permission. We will control all means of entry and exit to and from Uranium Isle. All personell of the foreign nation will be subjected to frequent security checks and random searches. All mines and installations will be heavily guarded and monitered by advanced security systems. Any foreign personell may be detained without notice. No foreign activity on Uranium Isle will take place without our permission. All actions that are required to take place will not happen until we are completely satisfied with proceedings. We will have a policy of zero tolerance. Any attempts to avoid the above terms will result in immediate execution, and possible further action if required.
The offers we have recieved from ICRC and JJR are both acceptable."

"Well, that seems most uneeded. I have bought the land outright. All I need is a basic non-aggression pact. I could get a law student to scripple one up for fifty dollars," the man chuckled, "And it would be better than what my lawyers would make."

You have NOT bought the land! You will simply have purchased the right to mine the land. It is still under our control. We now need ICRC and JJR to work out an agreeable contract for joint sharing of the mining.

At Lord Hathley's command ,an image of General Ricardo Powell was beamed up onto the screen. "A joint arrangement would be possible", the leader of Steel Island said, "Working together, all three parties can achieve a good result. Do not forget the terms you automatically agree to when you begin your operations on Uranium Isle:
No foreign troops will be permitted to come inside our borders, or within five hundred kilometers, unless we give our permission. We will control all means of entry and exit to and from Uranium Isle. All personell of the foreign nation will be subjected to frequent security checks and random searches. All mines and installations will be heavily guarded and monitered by advanced security systems. Any foreign personell may be detained without notice. No foreign activity on Uranium Isle will take place without our permission. All actions that are required to take place will not happen until we are completely satisfied with proceedings. We will have a policy of zero tolerance. Any attempts to avoid the above terms will result in immediate execution, and possible further action if required.
The offers we have recieved from ICRC and JJR are both acceptable."

"Wait. One moment. So your telling me, for 6 TRILLION USD, I have to share an island, and have no means of leaving or having troops on it without you authorizing it. Six trillion dollars is more then your national yearly GDP. Not million, billion, but TRILLION USD. This is almost laughable."

"Merely out of interest, how much would it cost my nation to buy this bombed, highly radiactive, tiny little island outright?"

We are speaking of large amounts of uranium, an expensive substance. And inside our borders. Considering what you have already done to us, consider yourself lucky that we speak to you. If no agreement is reached, although I sincerely hope it is, then Uranium Isle will remain as it is until we can make use of it.

"Merely out of interest, how much would it cost my nation to buy this bombed, highly radiactive, tiny little island outright?"

This will not be possible.

We are speaking of large amounts of uranium, an expensive substance. And inside our borders. Considering what you have already done to us, consider yourself lucky that we speak to you. If no agreement is reached, although I sincerely hope it is, then Uranium Isle will remain as it is until we can make use of it.

"Sir, I could buy the uranium, in a lump sum, refined and all weapons grade, of the same amount, for less than 1 trillion USD."

*shrugs* "Then leave, if you so desire, and I will reach an agreement with ICRC".

"Well, that seems most uneeded. I have bought the land outright. All I need is a basic non-aggression pact. I could get a law student to scripple one up for fifty dollars," the man chuckled, "And it would be better than what my lawyers would make."

George harumphed.

"You're forgetting the original purpose of this meeting. It was to arrange a mutually beneficial alternative to war. Also, last I checked, Steel Island still has the power to deny you the island entirely, so speaking as if you own the island is not wise."

*shrugs* "Then leave, if you so desire, and I will reach an agreement with ICRC".

"I think not. You are wasting my time. Our nation could easily rip yours apart. We don't out of mere courtesy. And our patience is running thin. For six trillion USD you could buy yourself the facilities to create a massive defenses, so you would have no need to worry about me."

"Sir, I could buy the uranium, in a lump sum, refined and all weapons grade, of the same amount, for less than 1 trillion USD."

Lord Hathley smirked. "Then why did you offer four trillion for it earlier on?"

"Fine. A total of 14 trillion USD. The kind of money you'll never see again."

Are you saying 14 trillion to buy the island outright?

Lord Hathley smirked. "Then why did you offer four trillion for it earlier on?"
"Location, my child. And I will use it in a way you are incapable. If you had proved to be slightly cooperative that might have played a part in this summit."

Are you saying 14 trillion to buy the island outright?
"Of course."

In what way? And I believe we have been more than co-operative. In fact, we have not, unlike you, been threatening nations with war.

"Just answer. 14 trillion USD in total, for your island. We will not attack you, and sincerly, we will assist if you are attacked."

OOC: I have to leave really soon. It's almost 2:00 AM here. Hurry up, will yah? It's an ISLAND! Really, people.

OoC: It's up to Steel now, nothing I can do or say.

An image of General Ricardo Powers is once again beamed onto the screen. "The Armed Republic of Steel Island accepts the offer. Uranium Isle is now property of JJR. We would like to thank ICRC for their assistance, and we will donate one trillion USD to them as a token of our gratitude."

OOC: Steel, come on. Decide already. I've spent five hours on this thing. Can we wrap it up? It's getting a little monotonous. I'm offer a Military-minded frightening-economied 3 billion+ pop nation's entire Military Budget for the island. So lets wrap it up.

OOC: WEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! *dances*

The diplomat looks at the screen, smiling, "Thank you. Now we may proceed." The diplomat picks up a cell phone and taps in a long series of numbers, and it suddenly starts to overheat and smoke. The man dropped it a second, and then tossed it in the trashcan. On the way out, a young-looking man, with neon green hair, with a black leather trenchcoat, stooped down and pulled it out, walking through the door.

OOC: So you know, the green-haired guy in Tarenteor, our national leader.

OoC: Well, I guess getting 1 trillion far outweighs whatever would have been made from selling the Uranium. I'm happy.

George could do nothing by smile.

"This is an acceptable solution. Thank you for coming to this summit, and thank you for making it a success. Everyone knows how unprofitable war is in modern times, I am glad we have avoided major conflict. Good day to you sirs, there are Osprey-II's sitting ready on the launch pads outside should you chose to leave right away, and they will be staying until the end of the week should you chose to stay and enjoy the lodge."

With a feeling of glee at the outcome of the summit, George stepped down from the podium, using the remote to shut off all the equipment in the room excepting the lights and doors. He filed out of the room with everyone else, barely able to contain his joy, and barely able to wait to tell his superiors of his amazing success. He would be promoted for sure.

Taren boredly strolls outside, pulls something out from the center of the phone, and sliding a flame-painted key from his trenchcoat, he hopped into a Jaguar, its bright green matching his hair. Taren extracted a slip of paper from the phone, then ripped out an extra circuit, soldered into place. He read the message, re-closed the phone, and started calling the military leaders.

OOC: I'm gonna make a new thread. It's signup for a storyline around the complex I'm building/have built. Not sure what the big suprise in gonna be though. If you guys want you could sign up.

OoC: Sounds good to me...

OoC: Sounds good to me...
OOC: Yeah, made a little sign up thread.

OOC: Please check thread, you may have reason for the missiles to (ahem) have "malfunctioned." EDIT: Aww, dangit, I was late in posting, wasn't I. Feel free to ignore that post. *sighs*

Tahar Joblis, although having remained silent on the diplomatic front since warning that it would not tolerate a nuclear war breaking out between Layarteb and Jingle Jangle Ridge and not invited to the conference, remained very quietly interested in the proceedings of the conference.

World peace is a fragile thing.