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The Generian Imperial army strolled into the capital, singing patriotic songs, and laughing jovially. That night, the Generian legions dined on the steps of the capitol, and drank in the city's bars. 'Guns and Roses' tunes blared out through the city's loudspeaker system. The Generians made whores of the Shoobooshaban women, cursing and laughing in drunken bliss, while the Generian Imperial Flag waved over the city. Such were the spoils of the victorious.

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GII News

...After the recent victory over Shoobooshaba, Imperial forces have established a firm occupation of the region. Emperor Alexei has made clear his intention to reestablish the government of the region, and commence a rebuilding campaign in Generian owned lands...

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Later

In the Shoobooshaban capital, Imperial soldiers patrolled the streets, a most enjoyable duty owing to the vast amount of pleasures to be found throughout the city. The Generian flag waved over the capitol, and Shoobooshaban slaves were busy constructing new Imperial government buildings. The land was quickly being assimilated. Soon, the new government would be established, and Generia would have a strong new province.

Shoobooshaabaian slaves began fixing the lands that Borman controlled. All defensive obstacles such as mines, barbed wire, and sandbags have been deployed on the perimiter. The drafted citizens were sent back home and given a good pay while the rest of the wealth from Borman's share Shoobooshaaba's welath was spent on fixing destroyed and damaged tanks as well as creating more SACS.

Bhalk has sent hundreds of workers to create the first Borman Province as soon as possible. Jungles are being cleared, land iragated, and statues are being erected to Bhalk.

The chunk of land Generic empire has generously given us (thanks again, GE!) has been made into a new colony called New Roach-Busters. President J.L. formally invites all the allied leaders to the Presidential Palace in RB City for dinner to celebrate the allied victory.

The chunk of land Generic empire has generously given us (thanks again, GE!) has been made into a new colony called New Roach-Busters. President J.L. formally invites all the allied leaders to the Presidential Palace in RB City for dinner to celebrate the allied victory.

We gratefully accept the invitation. Emperor Alexei, himself, will attend (a rare occasion indeed), accompanied by Empress Natasha, and Chancellor Alexeevich.

Emperor Bhalk as well as all officers who were resposible for Borman's part of the war will attend.

We gratefully accept the invitation. Emperor Alexei, himself, will attend (a rare occasion indeed), accompanied by Empress Natasha, and Chancellor Alexeevich.

President J.L. is delighted and flattered that his old friend, Emperor Alexei, will be attending, along with his lovely wife and the Chancellor. The dinner will be a huge feast/buffet. There will be over 10,000 types of food, 500 soft drinks, 750 alcoholic beverages, 48 types of fruit juices, milk, chocolate milk, strawberry milk, over 100 brands of bottled water, and 2,950 desserts to choose from. Security will be provided, free of charge, and all allied leaders will be staying in the guest suites in the Presidential Palace. All non-leaders who attend the dinner with their leaders will be staying in the Grand as Gold Hotel, free of charge.

We gratefully accept the invitation. Emperor Alexei, himself, will attend (a rare occasion indeed), accompanied by Empress Natasha, and Chancellor Alexeevich.

FYI: We're still waiting for you in our Conference...

Emperor Bhalk as well as all officers who were resposible for Borman's part of the war will attend.

President J.L. is extremely excited about meeting the Emperor, becoming acquainted with him, and discussing the newfound alliance between our two nations.

FYI: We're still waiting for you in our Conference...

((OOC: Sorry, I went on vacation and forgot about that. I'll post now. Forgive my thoughtlessness.))

As is Bhalk. He has heard much about RB from Generia and is hopeful to forge a freinship to stand the test of time.

As is Bhalk. He has heard much about RB from Generia and is hopeful to forge a freinship to stand the test of time.

We are grateful. As J.L. says, "May our alliance be strong, and our friendship everlasting."

Presidential Palace, RB City, Federal Republic of Roach-Busters

5:00 P.M., RB Time

President J.L. stepped back after he finished adjusting his tie, and studiously examined his reflection in the mirror. Because two of his best friends- Emperors Alexei and Bhalk- would be attending dinner, he wanted to look as sharp as possible. He slowly stroked his chin, trying to detect any whiskers he may have forgotten to shave. Was that one he felt down th- no, just a cat hair. He chuckled. He hadn't been this jumpy since his wedding to Thiansiri. He combed his hair for literally the twelvth time.

"Honey!" a sweet, very soft, feminine voice called out.

He turned his head. "Yes, dear?"

Thiansiri walked in, wearing a strapless black dress that was extremely short and barely reached the top quarter of her thighs. She had never looked lovelier.

"You look absolutely beautiful," J.L. said.

She kissed him. "And you look so handsome. Come on, our friends are waiting."

"But-" J.L. frowned, picking up his comb. He wanted to look just r-

"Come on, dear, you look fine! Let's go, they're going to be here in less than fifteen minutes!"

She gently tugged him away from the mirror, and they held hands and walked to the elevator which brought them to the first floor. They walked into the dining room, which was more than three times the size of a football field. There were hundreds of meticulously polished, hand-carved tables, dozens of golden chandeliers on the ceiling that glistened with hundreds of the world's most valuable gemstones, an orchestra of over seventy of the world's finest pianists, violinists, etc., and a large ballroom for dancing later. J.L. grinned. It was going to be a wonderful night.

Outside, he heard the thunderous buffeting of helicopter propellers chopping through the air. His guests had arrived.

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Bhalk stepped out of his helicopter. He was dressed in a tuxedo with a slight purple hue. He had his bodyguard drop all weapons but one pistol and then walked forward. He had practiced virtually every branch of dialouge he could have with J.L. becuase e knew one screw up might ruin relations. His face had been attended by Bormans greatest beuticians and women and gaym,en approved of his appearence. At his side was his ceremonail blade and he walked with greatness. He walked up to the doors of the palace as his pilot parked the helicopter.

OOC: I would do more but i gotta order food ill post in a bit

((OOC: I'll post soon, but first I have to take my dog out.))

President J.L. smiled cordially and extended his hand. "Ah, Emperor Bhalk, I presume?"

They shook hands vigorously.

"I am President J.L. Very pleased to make your acquaintance, my friend. Nice suit. I hope you enjoy your stay here. This lovely woman is my wife, Thiansiri."

She waved shyly.

"Please, this way," J.L. said, and led the way to the dining room.

He looked forward to having a long, man-to-man, heart-to-heart chat with the Emperor. He hoped their new friendship would be a true and everlasting one. In the meantime, dinner sure smelled good!

((OOC: I'll post soon, but first I have to take my dog out.))

Okay.

[OOC - Again, short on time, so this post will suck.]

Official Ministry Statement

We thank the allies for their generous donation of land, and construction crews will be arriving shortly.

Rachel Samantha Bafringh
Minister of Foreign Affairs

[OOC - Again, short on time, so this post will suck.]

Official Ministry Statement

We thank the allies for their generous donation of land, and construction crews will be arriving shortly.

Rachel Samantha Bafringh
Minister of Foreign Affairs

Would your leader like to attend the dinner, Grenval?

President John read the telegram picked up by intelligence. It was from President J.L. He sent a telegram to J.L.:

To:My close friend and leader of Roach-Busters, President J.L.
From:President John of Holy Paradise
I wish to congragulate you on your victory over however-you-spell-that-country's-name. I would love to attend the party but our space program will have its first launch tomorrow. Have fun!

Bhalk knocked on the door as his bodyguard straightened his tie.

"You look great sir. You know just what to do and say, you won't mess up."

The door silently opened.

President John read the telegram picked up by intelligence. It was from President J.L. He sent a telegram to J.L.:

To:My close friend and leader of Roach-Busters, President J.L.
From:President John of Holy Paradise
I wish to congragulate you on your victory over however-you-spell-that-country's-name. I would love to attend the party but our space program will have its first launch tomorrow. Have fun!

President John, you are more than welcome to attend the party. J.L. would be delighted to see you.

President John read the new telegram from President J.L. He sent another telegram back that said:

To: My close friend and leader of Roach-Busters, President J.L.
From: President John of Holy Paradise
You have convinced me. I will come. However let Generic Empire though know that I have heard of the way his troops celebrated and condone such behavior, but otherwise I am happy. I have to get ready now. See you soon!


President John got ready and got into the Presidental Transport. It soon arrived at the Grand as Gold Hotel in RB City.

Representatives from the Confederacy of New Roach-Busters will be attending the dinner.

OOC: My mom is kicking me off tonight so if the feast is tonight i allow Generia and Roach-buster to act out for Bhalk.

The modified commercial chopper descended in front of the beautiful Presidential palace in RB city, the whirring of the blades deafening. The helicopter touched down, and the rotors stopped. The pilot got out and moved towards the fuselage. Slowly, he slid open the door. Chancellor Feador Alexeevich stepped out first, followed by Ivan, Alexei's personal bodyguard. Chancellor Alexeevich turned to the people standing in front of the helicopter.

"Ladies and gentlemen, His Majesty, Emperor Alexei."

Chancellor Alexeevich extended a hand towards the door. Taking the hand, a man climbed down from the vehicle. The man was clothed in an ornate, ceremonial jacket, the Generian Imperial crest stamped on the right breast. His fingers bore many rings, and at his side hung a magnificent jeweled saber, the hilt glinting in the setting sun. Flowing black hair obscured the man's face, but as he raised his head, Alexei's regal features became apparent. The Emperor gave a sweeping bow, before standing again, and extending his hand to help his wife from the helicopter. She was a jewel, wearing a long red dress, and jewelry to make the Queen of England envious. She was brunette, her hair covering her shoulders. She smiled at the congregation, awestruck by her beauty, while Chancellor Alexeevich looked on.

"President J.L. We meet at last. I must say it is under pleasant circumstances."

President John read the new telegram from President J.L. He sent another telegram back that said:

To: My close friend and leader of Roach-Busters, President J.L.
From: President John of Holy Paradise
You have convinced me. I will come. However let Generic Empire though know that I have heard of the way his troops celebrated and condone such behavior, but otherwise I am happy. I have to get ready now. See you soon!


President John got ready and got into the Presidental Transport. It soon arrived at the Grand as Gold Hotel in RB City.

(OOC: There's been a change of policy. From now on, important guests [i.e., people who are close friends, national leaders, or in your case both] will be staying in the guest suites in the Presidential Palace)

Just as President John stepped out of the Presidential Transport, his driver called out, "Sir!"

John turned his head. "Yes?"

"We just received word that you will be staying in the Presidential Palace this time."

"Oh. All right." John re-entered the transport, and five minutes later he was at the Presidential Palace.

J.L. greeted him with an amiable, pleasant smile. "Ahhh, John, my old friend," he said, shaking his hand. "So glad you could make it. Let me introduce my new friend, Emperor Bhalk."

The two men shook hands.

"Gentlemen, please follow me," J.L. said. "As soon as Emperor Alexei and [insert name of Grenval's leader here] arrive, dinner shall begin. I hope you two are hungry."

OOC: My mom is kicking me off tonight so if the feast is tonight i allow Generia and Roach-buster to act out for Bhalk.

Okay. Will do. See you tomorrow.

mmm...my mom just gave me cantalope from the garden and dang its good!

As they entered the Palace, President John began talking with President J.L. about the first launch of the Holy Paradise space program tomorrow. "We have approved in Congress on making a orbital defense station. This shuttle will take up the first parts and the astronauts will begin building. What is your stance on this, President J.L.?"

The modified commercial chopper descended in front of the beautiful Presidential palace in RB city, the whirring of the blades deafening. The helicopter touched down, and the rotors stopped. The pilot got out and moved towards the fuselage. Slowly, he slid open the door. Chancellor Feador Alexeevich stepped out first, followed by Ivan, Alexei's personal bodyguard. Chancellor Alexeevich turned to the people standing in front of the helicopter.

"Ladies and gentlemen, His Majesty, Emperor Alexei."

Chancellor Alexeevich extended a hand towards the door. Taking the hand, a man climbed down from the vehicle. The man was clothed in an ornate, ceremonial jacket, the Generian Imperial crest stamped on the right breast. His fingers bore many rings, and at his side hung a magnificent jeweled saber, the hilt glinting in the setting sun. Flowing black hair obscured the man's face, but as he raised his head, Alexei's regal features became apparent. The Emperor gave a sweeping bow, before standing again, and extending his hand to help his wife from the helicopter. She was a jewel, wearing a long red dress, and jewelry to make the Queen of England envious. She was brunette, her hair covering her shoulders. She smiled at the congregation, awestruck by her beauty, while Chancellor Alexeevich looked on.

"President J.L. We meet at last. I must say it is under pleasant circumstances."

President J.L. shook first the Emperor's hand, then than the Empress's, and finally the Chancellor's. "Welcome, my friends. It is a pleasure to see you. Alexei, old friend, it has been ages! Emperor Bhalk and President John are waiting in the dining room. Shall we be on our way?"

Some scrupulously-dressed, tall, regal-looking servants walked over to retrieve the guests' luggage. Bowing curtly to the Emperor, they carried off his belongings to his room.

J.L. smiled. "My friend," he said to Emperor Alexei, "you are as lucky a man as I. Both of us were fortunate enough to marry two of the most beautiful women in the world."

Thiansiri and the Empress giggled.

J.L. took her hand and the Emperor took his wife's hand. "Shall we?" J.L. asked.

They began walking to the dining room. J.L. grinned. It was definitely shaping up to be a wonderful night.

Parthian tanks rolled through the capital with the victory banner of Khosru flying from the antennae. Parthian and Generian soldiers partied at night in bars, quaffing prodigious amounts of wine and smoking cigars like crazy. APCs carrying 50,000 Shooba slaves trundled out of the city to the coasts. 10,000 Shooba slaves still were in the capital working on a 300 foot high statue of Shah Khosru holding a scimitar to the head of a Shooban lying on the ground with the inscription: "I Shah Khosru, slayer of the Shoobans, dedicate this statue to the defeat of the Shoobooshoobaans by allied forces on the day of August 26, 2004. May our living and dead live forever as heros in our memory."

Shah Khosru would like to attend the dinner in person.

As they entered the Palace, President John began talking with President J.L. about the first launch of the Holy Paradise space program tomorrow. "We have approved in Congress on making a orbital defense station. This shuttle will take up the first parts and the astronauts will begin building. What is your stance on this, President J.L.?"

"Congratulations! Best of luck with your space program, my dear friend!" J.L. said, beaming at the news. "Please keep my updated on the progress you make. This is very exciting!"

When they reached the dining room, J.L. John, Alexei, Bhalk, and the others all sat down. The waiters filled their glasses.

J.L. raised his glass. "A toast," he said, "to Holy Paradise's space program."

"To Holy Paradise's space program!" the others echoed, and they clinked glasses.

"You both have very beautiful wives. I am engaged with a beautiful woman. My fiancee couldn't come though as her father is sick. He is getting better, though."President John said to President J.L. and Emperor Bhalk.

Parthian tanks rolled through the capital with the victory banner of Khosru flying from the antennae. Parthian and Generian soldiers partied at night in bars, quaffing prodigious amounts of wine and smoking cigars like crazy. APCs carrying 50,000 Shooba slaves trundled out of the city to the coasts. 10,000 Shooba slaves still were in the capital working on a 300 foot high statue of Shah Khosru holding a scimitar to the head of a Shooban lying on the ground with the inscription: "I Shah Khosru, slayer of the Shoobans, dedicate this statue to the defeat of the Shoobooshoobaans by allied forces on the day of August 26, 2004. May our living and dead live forever as heros in our memory."

Shah Khosru would like to attend the dinner in person.

J.L. would be absolutely delighted to meet his new friend, the Shah, in person. Please RP the Shah arriving in RB City, if you don't mind.

Emperor Alexei and Empress Natasha walked with the President and his wife, talking idly. Chancellor Alexeevich followed, his eyes fixed on the Empress's backside. Ivan caught him, and slapped him on the back of the head, giving him a hard look.

"Mr. President, I hear we dine with others tonight?" asked Alexei.

The Shah's 747 flew towards the capital of Roach Busters. The pilot spoke to air traffic control "This is The Shah of Parthia's aricraft, requesting permission to land".

Official Presidential Statement

I shall attend the dinner feast.

President George
Ruler of Grenval

"You both have very beautiful wives. I am engaged with a beautiful woman. My fiancee couldn't come though as her father is sick. He is getting better, though."President John said to President J.L. and Emperor Bhalk.

"Thank you, my friend," J.L. said, after being complimented by President John.

John added, "I am engaged with a beautiful woman."

J.L.'s jaw nearly dropped to the floor and his eyes bulged with excitement. Nearly in tears, he stood, vigorously shook John's hand again, and said with great enthusiasm, "Congratulations! I am very happy for you! I hope your marriage is as satisfying and filled with happiness as mine is!"

John informed J.L. that his fiancee' was unable to attend due to her father's illness.

"Oh." J.L.'s grin slowly faded. "My condolences."

"He is getting better, though," John assured him.

J.L. let out a sigh of relief. "I am glad to hear that," he said. He raised his glass again. "Gentlemen, another toast. To President John's marriage!"

"To President John's marriage!"

Their glasses clinked.

A waiter walked over and whispered something into J.L.'s ear. J.L. grinned and stood.

"My friends," he said. "The Shah, of The Parthians, will be attending. He will be here soon. I look forward to meeting him."

The others lightly applauded at the news that another guest would soon arrive to enjoy the meal with them.

The Shah's 747 flew towards the capital of Roach Busters. The pilot spoke to air traffic control "This is The Shah of Parthia's aricraft, requesting permission to land".

Permission granted.

President John spotted the Emperor of Generic Empire. President John introduced himself,"Hello, Emperor! I am President John of Holy Paradise! And you are?"

Official Presidential Statement

I shall attend the dinner feast.

President George
Ruler of Grenval

Grinning from ear to ear, J.L. looked truly pleased. Thiansiri asked, "My love, what is it? I have not seen you this happy since our wedding."

"Another of my oldest friends, President George, will be here tonight," J.L. said. "It is a pleasure to see so many dear friends all in the same night. This truly is a memorable evening, the best I have had in many years, and the best I will have for years to come."

President John spotted the Emperor of Generic Empire. President John introduced himself,"Hello, Emperor! I am President John of Holy Paradise! And you are?"

Alexei rose, bowing deeply.

"Emperor Alexei. This is my wife, Empress Natasha."

Natasha rose, extending her hand. President John kissed it lightly.

i have to go to bed now. See you all tomorrow! You guys can be President John for me if you wish, okay! Good night!

The guests all murmured excitedly among themselves over how delicious the meal was, how much they were enjoying the evening, and how pleased they were to be in such good company.

President John let out a long sigh. "Thank you again for inviting me, old friend," he said.

The others iterated their own gratitude as well.

J.L. nodded. "My pleasure. I hope we have an enjoyable evening. Once the Shah and President George arrive and dinner is finished, we will proceed to the ball room, after which we will enjoy a night parade and fireworks." His expression then became solemn. "Tomorrow, however, will be more serious. Tomorrow, with your consent, I would like to discuss the future of Shoobooshaaba, and the role we shall play in shaping that future."

Emperor Alexei nodded. "That sounds fine."

The others nodded.

J.L. turned to John. "My friend, I was wondering, would it be possible for you to send a deployment of peace-keeping forces? We wish to restore and preserve order, so we can begin anew the development of Shoobooshaaba, into a new, progressive, peaceful nation. Any help would be greatly appreciated."

i have to go to bed now. See you all tomorrow! You guys can be President John for me if you wish, okay! Good night!

Good night. See you tomorrow.

Everyone else still here?

Everyone else still here?

[OOC - Yes, but not in the mood for role playing now, going to visit my regional forums actually.]

Everyone else still here?
yep

The Parthian plane descended onto the runway and came to a screeching halt. Taxiing to the private aircraft terminal,the plane stopped and a staircase was pulled up to the door. The Shah walked down after two bodyguards and hopped into his waiting limo.

[OOC - Yes, but not in the mood for role playing now, going to visit my regional forums actually.]

Okay. Can we assume George arrived and is at the dinner?

The Parthian plane descended onto the runway and came to a screeching halt. Taxiing to the private aircraft terminal,the plane stopped and a staircase was pulled up to the door. The Shah walked down after two bodyguards and hopped into his waiting limo.

Again the waiter whispered in J.L.'s ear. J.L. stood, smiling. "Everyone, the Shah has arrived. He is being brought here as we speak. Let's all give him a warm welcome when he appears."

Again the waiter whispered in J.L.'s ear. J.L. stood, smiling. "Everyone, the Shah has arrived. He is being brought here as we speak. Let's all give him a warm welcome when he appears."

Alexei smirked at the news. He had never met the Shah personally, and was excited for the opportunity.

The limousine pulled into the building where the reception was occuring. He stepped out, flanked by two bodyguards in dress uniforms. The Shah wore a military uniform of a field marshall (It looks like the uniforms of most European monarchs) and carried a jeweled scimitar on his hip. Doormen opened the doors as the Shah walked forward, still followed by stern faced Immortals.

Tomorrow, if nobody minds, could we RP our leaders planning the reconstruction, occupation, transition to a new government, etc., in Shoobooshaaba?

Tomorrow, if nobody minds, could we RP our leaders planning the reconstruction, occupation, transition to a new government, etc., in Shoobooshaaba?

No problemo.

Tomorrow, if nobody minds, could we RP our leaders planning the reconstruction, occupation, transition to a new government, etc., in Shoobooshaaba?

Of course, i'll be on 4:00 Central, 5:00 Eastern.

The limousine pulled into the building where the reception was occuring. He stepped out, flanked by two bodyguards in dress uniforms. The Shah wore a military uniform of a field marshall (It looks like the uniforms of most European monarchs) and carried a jeweled scimitar on his hip. Doormen opened the doors as the Shah walked forward, still followed by stern faced Immortals.

The double doors of the dining room slowly opened. A servant walked in. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said softly, "I would like to introduce to his Shahdom."

Everyone stood up and applauded as the Shah walked in. President J.L. and the others stood and walked over to the Shah to greet him.

"Sir, I am President J.L.," J.L. said, extending his hand to shake. "It is an honor to be making your acquiantance. May our alliance be strong, and our friendship everlasting!"

As the Shah and J.L. shook hands, the waiter poured the Shah's drink. The others proceeded forward to take turns meeting the Shah. When everyone had been introduced, they all sat down and everyone began talking excitedly at once.

I'm going to hang out somewhere at 2:00 eastern, so I'll do my best to squeeze in some posts before then. Can we do the dinner talk though? It seems much more pleasurable.

Can we do the dinner talk though? It seems much more pleasurable.

Sure! I'll be back in a minute. I'm going to make myself some coffee.

The limousine pulled into the building where the reception was occuring. He stepped out, flanked by two bodyguards in dress uniforms. The Shah wore a military uniform of a field marshall (It looks like the uniforms of most European monarchs) and carried a jeweled scimitar on his hip. Doormen opened the doors as the Shah walked forward, still followed by stern faced Immortals.

Emperor Alexei rose. He walked over to the Shah, and bowed gracefully.

"Your grace, it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. Allow me to introduce Chancellor Alexeevich, and my lovely wife Natasha."

"Sir, I am President J.L.," J.L. said, extending his hand to shake. "It is an honor to be making your acquiantance. May our alliance be strong, and our friendship everlasting!"

As the Shah and J.L. shook hands, the waiter poured the Shah's drink. The others proceeded forward to take turns meeting the Shah. When everyone had been introduced, they all sat down and everyone began talking excitedly at once.


The Shah spoke to J.L, "It is an honor to meet you, my friend. May the alliance of Roach Busters and the Parthians last for mellenia."

The Shah spoke to J.L, "It is an honor to meet you, my friend. May the alliance of Roach Busters and the Parthians last for mellenia."

(OOC: Sorry for the delay, guys. I had an e-mail from my girlfriend, so I had to e-mail her back. I'm back now, though)

J.L. nodded. "Indeed. May the alliance we forge be invincible, and may it last until the end of time."

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Emperor Alexei rose. He walked over to the Shah, and bowed gracefully.

"Your grace, it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. Allow me to introduce Chancellor Alexeevich, and my lovely wife Natasha."

The Shah returned the bow and spoke, "Ah, my good friend Alexi. I do not believe we have met in person."

Sorry to be a party poop, but I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed. Mind if we pick up where we left off tomorrow? Good night!

Bhalk shook the Shah's hand vigourously. Any friend of generia or roachbusters is a friend of mine. I to wish to have an everlasting friendship with the parthians.

OOC:Could i built a statue of Bhalk within range of the statue of the Shah?

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If anyone wants to see the (not so attractive) map of New Roach-Busters, please click here:

www.geocities.com/mr_whud/new-rb_map.bmp

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President John suddenly remembered something. "Oh my gosh! My fiancee and I are getting married in 2 days!" He said goodbye to everyone and rushed to the Transport and left. On the way he picked up his tuxedo and rushed back to the Presidental Mansion.

Bhalk shook the Shah's hand vigourously. Any friend of generia or roachbusters is a friend of mine. I to wish to have an everlasting friendship with the parthians.

OOC:Could i built a statue of Bhalk within range of the statue of the Shah?

The Shah nodded, "I accept your hand of friendship, may it last an eternity!"

OOC: Yes, lets have every allied power build a statue in the capital with the work of shooban slaves to commemorate our victory.

The Shah nodded, "I accept your hand of friendship, may it last an eternity!"

OOC: Yes, lets have every allied power build a statue in the capital with the work of shooban slaves to commemorate our victory.

Good idea! I'll have them make a statue of the First Lady. :p

The first work on the statue of Shah Khosru "The Great" began as 10,000 Shooban slaves began to haul blocks of white marble into position, preparing the 100x100x100 foot pedestal where a 300 foot statue of Khosru would stand. The parts of the statue were being sculpted by 300 Parthian craftsman and 1000 trained stonecutters. Two arms were almost ready to be placed upon the statue.

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Hundreds of slaves and artisans began carving the massive marble staue. It was going to be placed up and carved where it stood. Cranes held it in place becuase it was 500 ft. high.

In the capital, the Imperial assimilation was becoming visible. Buildings were being demolished, and in their places rose massive alabaster obelisks, and ivory spires. Vast palaces for Generian Imperial officials were being constructed, slaves hauling the stone for each of the projects under the watchful eye of Imperial soldiers. The skyline was changing. Skyscrapers were morphing into beautiful architectural masterpieces, as day by day, the Generian presence was felt, in the hearts and on the backs of the Shoobooshabans, under the shadow of the Imperial flag, cast by the glorious red sunset.

Pavement was laid down for streets. Beutiful plazas and gardens decorated evry city and village, some distracting from the horrible slave accomadations. Foundations were laid for houses, apartmenta, hotels, palaces, military bases, and more. A Borman flag flapped high in the air of every city.

The base of the statue was beginning to take shape. A circle of marble was clearly evident. THe carving couldn;t be trusted to slaves so artisans and master carvers were at work. From what was done images of Borman, Generian, Parthian, Roach-Bustarian, and Grenvalian soldiers were clearly evident. They were battling Shoobooshaaba's men and takeing their war prizes. Bombs were being dropped on them from the air but they continued on. Only was section waqs finished and it was marvelous indeed.

The people and buildings were further out then the background. Gold lined the side and gold as well as dies colored the soldiers. Jewels were encrested in eyes and in guns. Where bombs exploded jewels, and gold, and silver fell down on fleeing alliance soldiers. Soldiers marching by gazed at it for minutes on end. It was without a doubt a work of art.

A massive portion of the former capital city had been cleared, and in its place stood a massive plaze, the center dominated by an Imperial palace. The ground was tiled, and obelisks rose into the sky, leaving a largely open space. Imperial soldiers mostly kept away from the area, so as not to damage or dirty anything, except when overseeing Shoobooshaban slave laborers. As the palace was completed, and the massive dome laid on top, an Imperial flag was hoisted high above, dominating the skies of the capital city.

Development was occuring rapidly elsewhere throughout the Generian controlled lands. Obelisks were beginning to be raised across the skylines of every major city and village alike. Amid the beauty, however, something mroe sinister lurked.

At the adapted International airport in the capital, several streams of cargo jets began to touch down, unloading large, covered pieces of equipment. At the Imperial controlled dockyards, enormous, covered cylinders were offloaded from freighters. As the wind blew, the corner of one of the green tarps sprang loose, revealing a shiny steel surface: a nuclear warhead. The Empire was moving medium, and long range missiles and warheads into the new province, to be stored amid jungle military bases that had been undergoing construction since the assimilation began.

Small portions of Borman controlled lands were done. Slaves began constructing the rest of the land. As the other slaves continued work on the statue. Now most of the base had been completed and all who walked by stopped to view. The base was covered with images of the war, allied soldiers everywhere. Jewels, gold, silver, and expensive dies covered all finished proportions. Legs started to take shape with massive boots on the back of a slain Shoobooshaaban soldier. THe man's knees were bent and his legs sticking up to save space. His arms dangled over the side of the base. Slaves constantly cleaned the area making sure no dirt touvhed it.

The Shah's statue took shape as the Shah's boots began to rise from the pedestal. Shooban slaves and Parthian workers in cranes positioned the great feet of Shah Khosru, with one foot laying on the back of the conquered Shooban king.

The legs had taken shape. One leg was straight down on the ground, holding down a Shooban gun while the other was slightly bent resting on the back of a fallen Shooban soldier. At his belt a sheath hung and behind his legs something stuck out. People would have to wait to see what is was.

The base was completed and it was so beautiful and had so much wealth on it that soldiers maintained a perimeter outside the plaza surrounding it.

The wall had been completed around the Borman share of land. It matched that surrounding the motherland except for the sea wall. Instead batteries would be installed with guns and missiles while ships patrolled.

"Hi, and welcome back to BIN. The staue of Bhalk in the Shooban capital is almost done, the statue costs more than anyone's house, except the emperor. It has jewels, carvings, engravings, and much more to come. It should be finished in 6 months. OOC:6 hrs.
This will be one of if not the best statue to Bhalk to date.

James thomas walked through the town. It was finished. As well as about three forths of the land. He walked on the plaza thatg connected the town. Houses were beautiful and a garden graced each front yard. Stores sold every piece of Borman equipment available. At the docks frieghters constantly cam eunloading building supplies and machinery. Private boats went up and down withthe tide as they rested at the private dock. At a differnet part of the town people set up stalls and table selling their wares to all who would look. In the town square venders traded jewels and swords.

Then James visited the statue. It was almost done, 2 to four months and the masterpiece would be finished. A 100 sq. foot plaza aurrounded it and around that slaves were digging a 10 by 10 by 10 foot trench. Why, he didn't know, the statue was so important he didn't even know what was going on.

James went back to the military base that had been established where the Borman flag waved in the air, the second tallest thing in the capital. Borman's share of the cpital was beautiful. And James smiled at the fact that most of his life would be here, or at least thats what it seemed.

The trench was finished, and it was no trench at all. It was a large circle moat encompassing the whole plaza and statue. It had been concreted to prevent collapse and filled with water and fish. Pedestrians constantly threw money in as they asked for a wish. 4 bridges at each direction (N, E, S, W) allowed entry. The bridges were marble as well and the railings had jewels and carvings of biblical scenes, the battle, as well as the creation of the statue. The staue itself should finish in one to two months.

The stue was complete. It was a staue of Bhalk with one foot planted on a Shooban gun and the other on the back of a Slain Shooban soldier. The man's arms dangled over the base and his legs were bent upwards. Bkalk had a blade at his side and with his right hand he was drawing it out and with his left hand he held a golden goblet to his lips. Red wine flowed from it into his mouth. He wore a purple cape that draped down behind his legs. The whole statue was marbel but painted. GOld and silver, carvings, and jewels decorated it. Unfortunately noone could see Bhalk's face 500 ft. up so it was lowered to 350 ft. Still very hard to see. At the top of the base for tubes resemble nuclear cannonb but spray out water that lands in the moat encircling it inbetween each bridge. The whole statue is worth billions if not trillions of dollars.

The nuclear warhead launched. It blew up as soon as it was out of range of Borman soil.

"Must 've been a dud."

In the sky were 5 massive letters.

"BUMP!"

The cranes moved the final pieces of the Shah's statue into position, legs were added to the boots. From the Shah's thigh hung the empty scimitar cover of the Parthian royal sword. The Shah's torso was fixed into positon, he was dressed in a military uniform, with a great shawl hanging from his shoulders. The Shah's arms were moved into postion and then added on by the assistance of internal metal beams. The royal scimitar was pointed downwards to the back of the fallen Shooban king, with what looked like the Shah preparing to make a final strike. The head with the crown of Parthia sitting upon it was raised into postion and placed upon the torso of the statue. (OOC: The crown of Parthia
http://www.geocities.com/Pentagon/Base/1406/jewel/2.jpg) Where jewels were supposed to be, large pieces of colored glass lay upon the marble crown.

As the cranes began to build scaffolds around the statue, metalsmiths began to ad a leaf of gold to the great statue of Khosru, the entire statue, from foot upwards, was a glistening beacon of light. Around the statue there was a courtyard surrounded by a wall of marble, over 20 feet high. On each of the four corners, a gilded obelisk stretched 40 feet into the air atop a 20 foot wall. Above the single gate, there was a Faravahar (OOC: The symbol of Zoroastrianism http://www.crystalinks.com/zwings.gif) The wings stretched for 30 feet and the entire work was that of gold inlayed into the wall. The pedestal was carved by Parthian craftsmen to show scenes of Persian history, scenes of Shah Piruz hunting lion on horseback with a bow, Scenes of Ahura Mazda battling Ahriman, scenes of the life of Zarathustra, and of Rostam were only a small part of the scenes portrayed on the marble walls.

Now word went out to the Shoobans, all who desired to keep their lives were to proceed to the statue and bring it tribute.

The Borman land was almost completly built upon. The statue was under constant guard from armed soldiers at all time. Borman citizens moved in and began to make it a real extension of the Borman empire.

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The sun crested the mountains, shining over the Generian territory. The sight was one to strike awe in the hearts of the world's greatest artists. For miles in every direction, the land reflected sunlight, being completely covered in tiles and glass. No tree stood, and obelisks rose into the sky. A great river ran through the center of this artificial plaza, and straddling it stood a great collossus, a statue of Emperor Alexei. The statue stood fifty stories tall, and was carved from pure, white alabaster. The Emperor wore ceremonial robes, and bore a great saber in one hand, and an enormous Generian Imperial flag in the other. As the sun shifted positions, the collossus cast its shadow for miles over the glassy landscape. Imperial soldiers marched on parade across the plaze, as trumpets sounded in fanfare. This marked the completion of the Generian assimilation. Throughout Generian land, including the capital city, skylines had changed dramatically, and a new white citadel had been born.

Slaves were happy, the land tamed, and defenses up. Citizens had moved in filling the land. All was well in Borman's share of Shobboshaaba's land.

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Now Shoobans were required to bring 1000 Children per month to the statue as sacrifices, the children were not however slain. Deep under the carved marble pedestal, accessible only through a tunnel under heavy armed guard from the courtyard, was a slave market. The Shooban sacrifices were all becoming slaves.

The man walked down pass the guards and put the bag of gold on the table.

"All the slaves you got, how many is that?"

The Parthian merchant looked at the man, "1000 slaves at $1,000 each. Total of $1,000,000.

"$1,000 each! Well it ain't my money and your an ally so here you go."

The man walked off with the slaves and then loaded into a railroad car with lots of Borman soldiers.

There were more than four times the slaves for the province i the province so the extra ones were shipped to Borman. Hundreds of thousand were coming in and Bhalk says the new defenses will take less time becuase of the enormous amount of incoming slaves.

The Parthian slave trade is now under the control of Savhadkohi Slaveholders Inc.

Good. We'd like to buy 500 of each 1,000 slaves you get untill further notice.

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