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Official Statement from The Proletariat Commonwealth of The Island of Rose:

You are all cordially invited to the wedding of Sergei Ilyanov and Diane Radir. Food is free, dancing of all types from salsa to polka will be there, a dueling match between the Island's best fencers will be played out, and hell, it's gonna be a party. The event is black tie, any citizen or politician is welcome to come. Weapons are not allowed in the event except by the groom and bride. Having weapons will lead to the police touching you in your naughty parts. The wedding will be held in front of the Villa and Sergei Kreshnech will be heading the Wedding. The Ministry of The Island of Rose will also be there if you have questions. The wedding is in 5 days, I don't have a clear day. People are welcome to come early. And remember, have fun!
-President Sergei Ilyanov of The Island of Rose
-Future First Lady Diane Radir of the Villa

((OOC: This is not the wedding thread, this is just an RSVP thread to all those who wanna come...))

New Zambuda's Prime Minister would love to come.

Tarenteor would like to come, but wonders if tactical nuclear weapons are allowed. We find them good against cities if they try to sneak up on us.

Tarenteor would like to come, but wonders if tactical nuclear weapons are allowed. We find them good against cities if they try to sneak up on us.

((OOC: Aren't ya Future tech?))

Sultan Krehid-Ali would be delighted to come.

President J.L. and his wife Thiensiri would like to attend.

Premier Robertson would love to attend.

OOC: I need some more RP's under my belt.

The President of Siesatia, President Nicholas Crescent, would like to attend this ball.

We would like to send comrade Commissar Boris Komarovski. Are you in need of a wedding band, if so we could get Reel Big Fish to cancel their show in Hallad to play at the wedding!

The Socialist Federation of Hallad

You're all welcome, and remember, any weapons found and uh... well, you won't feel quite the same.

We would like to send comrade Commissar Boris Komarovski. Are you in need of a wedding band, if so we could get Reel Big Fish to cancel their show in Hallad to play at the wedding!

The Socialist Federation of Hallad

Official Statement from The Proletariat Commonwealth of The Island O' Rose:

No need to, we have many bands. Especially when it comes to salsa, most Rosians like the energy of it.
-President Sergei Ilyanov of The Island of Rose

((OOC: That and I'm Hispanic =/ ))

Do ornimental Blades count?

No intention of carring wepons here, besides the Sultans Golden Engraved Luger 9mm.

Wow a triple Simul, good job.

Fine, but your missing out. Besides, people would riot with out Ska playing here...

The Socialist Federation of Hallad

The only weapons you can bring have to be covered in wrapping paper...

I was planning on having a yaght in wrapping paper. Besides, its just a Bardich that hasnet been sharpened in over 400 years.

The only weapons you can bring have to be covered in wrapping paper...
Ok. Can you guess what your present is? It's big, has tracks, and people fear it.

I was planning on having a yaght in wrapping paper. Besides, its just a Bardich that hasnet been sharpened in over 400 years.

Eh, swords are okay. Just don't stab people...

Bump

ITD plans on sending a delegate, but has yet to appoint one. We will inform the nation of TIOR upon selection of a delegate.

GameFAQ will send the President, Cindy Grater, and her husband, Harold Grater

Are bodyguards allowed?

Yes, unarmed bodyguards are allowed.

((OOC: Everytime I'm about to bump this thread, a new post arrives...))

The present shall be extravagant

*the doors are forced open by two fulled caprisoned knights, in suits of armour, shouting "Heil Adek! Heil Adek!" and then of course, comes struting in the tunic endressed, bewiged and crowned, Kaiser*
Zo...Zo I am invited, eh? I assume sis vill be a Catholic wedding..

*the doors are forced open by two fulled caprisoned knights, in suits of armour, shouting "Heil Adek! Heil Adek!" and then of course, comes struting in the tunic endressed, bewiged and crowned, Kaiser*
Zo...Zo I am invited, eh? I assume sis vill be a Catholic wedding..

Yes... yes it will. The Archbishop Sergei Kreshnech is doing the service, he's also the Primate of The Island of Rose... and umm... come your best.

((OOC: Heimlichsburg, you need to RP here man, you'd be loved heh :P))

Dear President Ilyanov and Lady Radir:

I look forward to attending this momentous occasion myself rather than sending a representative. As a token of our best wishes for your nuptials, please accept the enclosed 10 carat, flawless, blue-white, heart cut diamond as our gift to you both in celebration of your union.

Sincerely,
His Royal Highness,
King 'Lude II
Mauiwowee

Shah Khosru would like to attend.

((OOC: That and I'm Hispanic =/ ))

OOC: GRINGO!

Unfortunately, the Prime Minister is occupied by pressing matters of state, so he will not be able to attend. However, People's Admiral Aleksandrov has expressed interest in attending, he will also bring our gift.

Fyodor Leningrad Zyteslav
Sr. Commisar (HPA Ret.)
Prime Minister of the Soviet Socialist Republic of Hattia

From the desk of G. W. Riegel

Mr. President,

Gracious thanks for your most kind invitiation. We would be pleased to represent Frisbeeteria at this most auspicious of occasions. We look forward to establishing closer ties with The Island of Rose, and meeting more of your fine people.

Sincerely,
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v488/frisbeeteria/Riegle_sm.gif
G. Winston Riegle
Chairman of the Directorate
Frisbeeterian Corporate States


R.S.V.P. Winston and Marceline Riegle

GWR/jfb

To: The Isle of Rose

I would be delighted to attend this wedding, and I thank you for the cordial invitation. I shall waive my security detail (I'm sure that the moment they realize I have done so, there will be conniptions) upon arriving at your airport.

I and an acquaintance shall attend the affair, and we look forward to meeting the celebratory couple face to face.

With Regards
Sean Dempsey
Prime Minister of the Republic of Mac Cumhail
En Excelsia Gloria

Statement from the Royal Household Directorate

His Royal Highness, Grand Duke Reginald Leopold I and Her Highness Princess Patricia Anne Cessar wish to attend the marriage ceremony of His Excellency, President Sergei Ilyanov and Diane Radir.

The Grand Duke will present the couple with a wedding gift from the Government and People of the Grand Duchy of Hamptonshire.


Signed,
Alexander Feldspin, 4th Viscount of Eldenburen
Director of the Royal Houshold

Joshua Maverick, son of President Maverick, shall attend, sans the pistol he always carries.

The Premier of Red Australia will gladly attend. Hopefully, it will be a good way to chat with other world leaders.

And you are all accepted.

((OOC: CR, we will bury j00! And bump))

The Emperor would gladly attend and wishes to know if there's any guns Sergei's had his eyes on.

The Emperor would gladly attend and wishes to know if there's any guns Sergei's had his eyes on.

((OOC: As long as it's good looking and kills people, he'll like it.))

((OOC: As long as it's good looking and kills people, he'll like it.))
OOC:I could think of a bunch, how about one for his wife?

Her Holiness Queen Melissa Antensen I Would like to Come

OOC:I could think of a bunch, how about one for his wife?

((OOC: Sure, she prefers sleek small pistols really...))

Dailey you are allowed to come.

((OOC: Sure, she prefers sleek small pistols really...))

Dailey you are allowed to come.
OOC:K, I can think of a bunch of those, too.

My Lord, Edwin Do'Calamar, requests permission to attend the wedding of the esteemed leaders of the Island of Rose. He promises bountiful gifts. However, due to recent events, he requests special permission to bring two elite guards, armed only with pistols. We will sign an agreement stating that they will not be discharged without need. My lord looks forward to a response.

An indesipherable signature

My Lord, Edwin Do'Calamar, requests permission to attend the wedding of the esteemed leaders of the Island of Rose. He promises bountiful gifts. However, due to recent events, he requests special permission to bring two elite guards, armed only with pistols. We will sign an agreement stating that they will not be discharged without need. My lord looks forward to a response.

An indesipherable signature

Agreed.

TAG

OOC: Unlikely that I'll RP this since I helping another nation in fighting commies.

Thank you. We look forward to the wedding.

Kriegor Zan Varr himself would love to attend this wedding, a rare honour considering he hasn't left Kriegorgrad in roughly 7 years.

We look forward to meeting the leader of the TIOR.

Kriegor Zan Varr himself would love to attend this wedding, a rare honour considering he hasn't left Kriegorgrad in roughly 7 years.

We look forward to meeting the leader of the TIOR.

You are welcome.

((OOC: Heh, there is a commie revolution going on, but your leader has time for a wedding. Nice.))

I will take 2 unarmed New York Bouncers. You know the ones who go home at night and watch roadhouse and fondle themselves.

The Grand Duchess of Pyronicadia would be delighted to attend the ceremony and celebration and to offer her congratulations to the couple. :)

Accepted.

((THE BELL HAS RUNG))

The Grand Ruler of Neoma and his wife will be glad to come.

The Grand Ruler of Neoma and his wife will be glad to come.

Accepted.

Bump

The emporer of DOTF Dave DeVol Would Love to attend Along With His Wife
Kylee Anderson-Hetzel-DeVol and The govenor of theColony of Foylands Peter Foy would like Attend.As a gift we would Love to bring 20 pounds of caviar to the party.

The emporer of DOTF Dave DeVol Would Love to attend Along With His Wife
Kylee Anderson-Hetzel-DeVol and The govenor of theColony of Foylands Peter Foy would like Attend.As a gift we would Love to bring 20 pounds of caviar to the party.

((OOC: Work on your spacing and don't cap every letter...))

Don't bring cavier.

bumpzorz

Primier Cheeser12 would love to attend.

Primier Cheeser12 would love to attend.

((OOC: Let's see ya get some RP experience first ;) ))

((OOC: Fine then: The Primier farts in your general direction ;) ))

bump

OOC: Whenare you gonna start the wedding?

I do not know my ally, but I hope it starts soon

Either later today or tommorow. Which do you prefer? I want to get it in when most of the people are online...

Emperor Michael Amorazus I of the Empire of Kamia would be honored to attend, if at all possible. Additioanlly, being the best swordsman in the empire, he would be honored if he could partake in the fencing competition. Hopefully, this RSVP is not to late.

We apologize for the delay if it is, but Kamia, being a bit of an isolationist, and only recently reinvolving itself in some international affairs, only received the news of this joyous occasion recently. We apologize for any trouble this may cause.

OOC: Tommarrow. I'm going to be out tonight and I wanna not be 4 pages behind.

Emperor Michael Amorazus I of the Empire of Kamia would be honored to attend, if at all possible. Additioanlly, being the best swordsman in the empire, he would be honored if he could partake in the fencing competition. Hopefully, this RSVP is not to late.

We apologize for the delay if it is, but Kamia, being a bit of an isolationist, and only recently reinvolving itself in some international affairs, only received the news of this joyous occasion recently. We apologize for any trouble this may cause.

Official Statement from The Proletariat Commonwealth of The Island O' Rose:

Our fencers do not wear armor, play fair, use cups, nada. They are fencers because they use rapiers, that's it. Some even die sometimes, but they just lose body parts occasionally. If your Emperor wants to die, fine with me, we don't want to stop you. And yes it is not too late, you are invited blah blah blah... yes I'm tired, been out with the future missus all day, then, yeah... you know.
-President Sergei Ilyanov of The Island of Rose

Jack appears behind Sergei. "Of course I will attend for Camle Eaters."
OOC: When?

Jack appears behind Sergei. "Of course I will attend for Camle Eaters."
OOC: When?

((OOC: Tommorow. Also, I want you to leave as soon as the I dos and kiss is done. I am annoyed by Jack. Also, you need to work on your RP skills abit, no offense. Just some advice.))

A Frisbeeterian G2S-CJ corporate jet lands at the primary TIOR airport and requests clearance to taxi to the diplomatic gates. Upon arrival, a single man debarks and heads for the entrance. He carries a rigid folio case approximately three feet by four feet, which he carefully keeps from dragging the ground.


"My credentials," he says simply. He presents to the TIOR official a Frisbeeterian Diplomatic Passport in the name Damien Jernberg, which identifies him as member of the Frisbeeterian Permanent Trade Embassy. As the official finishes his examination, Jernberg points to the folio.

"While this would ordinarily be considered the Diplomatic Pouch and immune from search, I don't believe that TIOR has officially recognized the Frisbeeterian Corporate States. With that provisio, I have been authorized to inform you that this is a gift for your President's wedding. I am further authorized to allow you to scan it via whatever security apparatus you normally employ, with one exception. This is a work of fine art and may consequently be damaged by intense ultraviolet radiation. If you can guarantee UV will not be used and that I will be permitted to accompany the package at all times, we will waive usual diplomatic courtesies."

"Once you are satisfied with the results, I would appreciate an opportunity to contact your Chief of Diplomatic Protocol to arrange for safe storage pending the arrival of Director Riegel on the morrow. My thanks in advance."


[OOC] this doesn't need to be RPed out any further unless you want to, but is intended as the first diplomatic step in establishing a Trade Embassy with TIOR. The wedding and the gift are a convenient excuse.

The official nods. "Guards!" Two men in SWAT equipment and armed with HK G36 Commandos looked at the Frisbeteerian Official. The official points to one of the guards. "Just standard for improptu visits so to speak. The taxi will take you now."

The guards escorted the Frisbeteerian inside the taxi. The taxi took a right, arriving at Embassy Row. In front of them was a large Villa, left and right were large embassies with various flagpoles of their respective flags up. The taxi had to swerve around chairs, tables, things that were getting set up for the wedding. Finally, the taxi arrived, well, after doing a donut to avoid a glass penguin... the guards stepped out, one pointing to the Villa.

"Ring the bell." He said. He gripped his gun, ready to aim as soon as he turned around. Not to shoot of course...

((OOC: People stay out of this small RP))

Jack appears behind Sergei. "Of course I will attend for Camle Eaters."
OOC: When?
I misspelled my name how funny.

Throughout the wild taxi ride, Jernberg gripped the case with great care and not a small amount of fear. Frisbeeterian automated traffic controllers had not prepared him for this sort of automotive insanity, and he was still a fairly junior member of the trade delegacy. The mission to TIOR had been described as a package delivery and presentation of credentials. Obviously someone at the Bureau hadn't researched the Rose file as well as he would have liked.

He exited the cab with a bit of a wobble, and walked towards the door. How the hell do you hold a folio case containing a framed painting in an unthreatening manner, he wondered? Well, only one way to find out ...

He pressed the doorbell once, then again.

Why arm the bride & groom?

The Republic of Shaendra would be delighted to send a wedding contingent all bearing gifts to give to the bride and groom, Cordially Yours Kha' chen- Presidential Consul General

Throughout the wild taxi ride, Jernberg gripped the case with great care and not a small amount of fear. Frisbeeterian automated traffic controllers had not prepared him for this sort of automotive insanity, and he was still a fairly junior member of the trade delegacy. The mission to TIOR had been described as a package delivery and presentation of credentials. Obviously someone at the Bureau hadn't researched the Rose file as well as he would have liked.

He exited the cab with a bit of a wobble, and walked towards the door. How the hell do you hold a folio case containing a framed painting in an unthreatening manner, he wondered? Well, only one way to find out ...

He pressed the doorbell once, then again.

The doors appeared to open almost magically. The central room was beautiful. Two large staircases in red carpet, marble floors, paintings of historical figures, vases, and a sword display in between the stairs. A man in an army uniform was standing in front of Jernberg. He looked like a Major. He raised his brow.

"You must want to see Sergei. Follow me." He led him up through the staircase. He went down a hall with more paintings, took a left and finally arrived at Sergei's office.

"Oh yes! YES! Oh my God!" It appeared to be a female's voice to be heard. It was probably Diane. The Major chuckled.

"Well, you can take it from here. Just knock." He went back downstairs, probably to help in security.

((OOC: They carry weapons because if they get mad at wedding night they just gotta shoot each other :P ))

The Republic of Shaendra would be delighted to send a wedding contingent all bearing gifts to give to the bride and groom, Cordially Yours Kha' chen- Presidential Consul General

Accepted.

"Well, you can take it from here. Just knock." He went back downstairs, probably to help in security.
"Major? ... uhhh, Colonel?"

The uniformed man didn't turn, in fact was already halfway down the stairs before the name registered. *Sergei?* Were they seriously expecting me to meet the President like this - no screening, just a passport and an impressive case? It's got to be someone else, their Protocol Chief or someone. Or maybe not? Better safe than sorry.

Damien straightened his spine until it practically cracked, smoothed his tie and pushed back a stray lock of hair, and decided he was ready. He raised his right hand to the glorious walnut-panelled door and knocked firmly.

"Major? ... uhhh, Colonel?"

The uniformed man didn't turn, in fact was already halfway down the stairs before the name registered. *Sergei?* Were they seriously expecting me to meet the President like this - no screening, just a passport and an impressive case? It's got to be someone else, their Protocol Chief or someone. Or maybe not? Better safe than sorry.

Damien straightened his spine until it practically cracked, smoothed his tie and pushed back a stray lock of hair, and decided he was ready. He raised his right hand to the glorious walnut-panelled door and knocked firmly.

The door creaked open. The scene? Diane and Sergei, playing HALO.

"Oh my God yes! I beat you!" Diane yelled as she started doing a little victory dance.

Sergei frowned, looking at Diane. Diane stuck out her tounge. "I guess you're not the champion are ya?"

Sergei grinned. He stood up and picked her up, giving her a nice long kiss which lasted for two minutes. Which is the time he noticed a diplomat standing there. She sat Diane down on the sofa they were playing in and then Sergei joined her. Sergei chuckled. "I am President Sergei Ilaynov and this is my fiancee Diane." They looked at each other and gave each other a light kiss.

Sergei stood up and extended his hand. "And you are?"

The room was nice. Rosian flags on both sides. A rug with a hammer and sickle with a red background. Blue carpet. A desk with a large window behind it. And a small sofa with a T.V. with an X-Box connected to it. Diane stood up and hugged Sergei by the waist as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Yes who are you?" Diane said.

((OOC: Bump))

Damien tipped his head and shoulders towards the couple. It was one of those fractional bows that only professional diplomats and unemployed second-rate royalty have the time to perfect.

"My name is Damien Jernberg, and I'm with the Frisbeeterian Trade Embassy. You pardon, Sir, Madam - I had expected to meet with someone from your Diplomatic Corps. I apologize for the intrusion."

"I bring you greetings for your upcoming nuptials from Director Riegle, Chief Executive Officer of the Frisbeeterian Corporate States. He wished the Directorate to present this token of esteem towards the Island of Rose and the new First Couple ... but of course he expected to offer it to you tomorrow. I intended to give it to your Chief of Protocol for safekeeping, with Director Riegle to present it upon his arrival." He shrugged lightly, and his lip curled slightly in wry embarrasment. "I can't exactly tell you not to look at it, now can I, Mister President?"

He carefully opened the folio revealing a lovely silver-wrapped package inside. It was obviously a picture frame from the shape, but the content was hidden by the wrapping.

"It would appear that my instructions to leave this in secure hands can be met after all, Sir." He took the package in both hands, and held it forward towards the pair. "With the best wishes of the Frisbeeterian peoples towards the President and First Lady of The Island of Rose."

Sergei chuckled and carried the painting over to a nearby wall. There was a nail on it. He hanged it and looked at it.

"Beautiful piece of art. It looks like a Picasso." Diane looked at it from where Sergei used to be. "More like a Da Vinci." She said. She looked over at Jernberg.

"Well, anything else you need to do? We don't mind." Sergei sat down on the sofa and started playing HALO again as he mumbled I will beat you over the shooting noises.

"No Sir, I've taken enough of your time. I'm sure Director Riegle will mention Frisbeeteria's desire to establish trade relations when you meet him tomorrow. Thank you again, and may I add my personal congratulations on your happy occasion." He backed out the double doors gracefully, and made a hasty retreat.

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Rose Sunset on Monet's Garden



Whew! Glad that's done. They're obviously not art fans - didn't even glance at the title plate, much less recognize the Impressionist School. Reigle really did them right, though, I'll grant the old bastard that. It really sets off the room nicely. Damn thing's crooked, though.

With a bit of trepidation, Damien asked the door guard to arrange a cab back to the airport.

Moaning can be heard through Sergei's office as the Major shifted his eyes towards the door. "Yup, at it again. Let's go." The Major escorted the diplomat down the hall, down the stairs, and through the door. The taxi was beeping as the diplomat was rushed inside. The Major slammed his chest as the taxi swerved past the decorations and other things. The arrived at the airport after a few minutes. Though they had to avoid guns and a few hundred potholes, which the Rosian cars were used to. The taxi's door opened.

((OOC: Very nice, where'd ya find it?))

Bump, still accepting RSVPs :P

((OOC: Very nice, where'd ya find it?))
[OOC] Googled it looking for a Monet. L Diane Johnson (http://www.ldianejohnson.com/painting/p_rose_sunset.html). It seemed appropriate.



[i]Jernberg gratefully settled back into his seat about the small jet. He appreciated even more the comfort and corporate simplicity to which he was accustomed. *Why do I even take these assignments?*, he wondered for the umpteenth time. *Because otherwise you'll never escape Cubicle-World*, said the imaginary angel on his shoulder. *It's profit and power, always. Never take your eyes off the goal.*

"Oh shut up, angel," he muttered, opening The DaVinci Code to the bookmarked passage, "I've got a mystery to finish."

((OOC: You have angels? O_o))

((OOC: You have angels? O_o))
[OOC] Technically Managers, since we're Corporate. It just doesn't read as well, and if I called 'em Devils, I'd get fired. [/sillyass]

Czar Rekjyavich Ivan Andropov II would like to attend, but also asks if he would be allowed to bring his cerimonial sword. He also wishes to challenge your fencers to a match. Foil swords, of course. ;)

God Bless,
--Franz von Papen
Foreign Minister to the Czar
The Protestant Prussian Czardom of Derscon

Official Statement from The Proletariat Commonwealth of The Island of Rose:

That's no fun. You want to duel one of the duelists? Heh, okay, we're not repsonsible if you get hurt.
-President Sergei Ilyanov of The Island of Rose

Official Statement from The Proletariat Commonwealth of The Island of Rose:

That's no fun. You want to duel one of the duelists? Heh, okay, we're not repsonsible if you get hurt.
-President Sergei Ilyanov of The Island of Rose

Oh? Do you wish him to use his cerimonial sword?

Oh? Do you wish him to use his cerimonial sword?

Official Statement from The Proletariat Commonwealth of The Island of Rose:

Much safer.
-Minister of Foreign Affairs: Rosta Einvach

As a favor, we'd like to fly a new prototype of fireworks over the ball. Once the altimeter hits the correct altitude, a modified cluster missile releases 42 mini-missiles, which each contain an single molecule of antimatter. This anti matter can be arranged to be shaped into anything, the bride and groom, or even the chapel itself engrained in the night sky, it'll last for three days, as the anti matter dissapates. It comes in multiple colors.

Official Statement from The Proletariat Commonwealth of The Island of Rose:

No thank you, but it's appreciated.
-President Sergei Ilyanov of The Island of Rose

((OOC: Gonna post wedding thread very soon.))

Thank you for your kind invitation. I would love to attend in person. Is there a landing strip nearby I could use? My nation is an island, and I would hate to have to miss your wedding due to transport problems. I'll bring your present with me.

- President Kira Kirsh of Taldaan

OOC: My logon times are erratic at best, so I might well arrive 6 pages in