NationStates Jolt Archive

Statement From Chancellor Avidius Cassius

In this troubled day and age, it seems so many powers go about their business with little or no heed to those they trample beneath their feet. The genocides and massacres of the innocent occur so often that they have become far too numerous to count.

So, it falls upon our noble Empire to stand up for the rights of human beings everywhere. At the behest of Emperor Antonius I, Generia shall begin hosting an International conference to discuss these issues, hopefully making progress in the realm of human rights abuse the world over.

Topics of discussion shall include, but are not limited to:

-Why rebellions must sometimes be repressed violently.

-How to make people think they have civil rights, and thus avoid having to messily crush protests.

-A look back to great human rights activists, like Emperor Alexei I of Generia.

-Why secessionists are inherently evil.

-How to best disperse a protest with minimal loss of life.

-Why slavery is beneficial to the slaves.

-Conquest of foreign lands to improve human rights.

I, Chancellor Avidius Cassius, shall be overseeing the discussions. I am completely open to discussion of additional topics as brought up by attendees.

We shall send a diplomat and an elite guard of 7 of our 'Dolphin' Royal Guards

Official Imperial Response-

The emporer himself shall attend. He is also concerned with human rights, as demonstrated with his merciful use of sarin against rebel communists.

Secretary of State Elies Fargert will attend this meeting, protected by the SPS.

Generia welcomes all of your delegations. Details about transport and accomodations shall come shortly.

Delegates will arrive at a special private terminal of the Generia International Airport of Generia City, whereupon they will be met by professional Imperial chauffeurs, who shall take them directly to the Antonius Grand Hotel, an enormous five star accomodation mere minutes from the gates of the Imperial White Citadel.

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One of the many swimming pools

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Luxury Suite where delegates shall stay

We hope that the attendees shall find these accomodations satisfactory.

We find the accomodations lovely, you know how to treat your guests

Matters of this magnitude necessitate the involvement of the entire International Community to come to an exchange of decisions and ideas.

We must discuss this important issue, carefully seeing the merits and disadvantages of any and all plans.

As such, Samtonia is preparing to send our finest diplomats to this conference. We can only hope that our efforts may make some difference in the lives of those who are living now and in the lives of those to come.

Samtonian Council of Thirteen

All delegations shall be welcomed with open arms.

Sec. Fargert enters his room and falls asleep.

This is not a BUMP.

Delegate Renee Oswald entered the Hotel, with her guard in tow. She walked into her room, and one of the guards took out a small detector. "No signs of transmitters in the room, ma'am. No Chemical agents detected either!"

"Good. Thank you, Patrick." She had a massive case of jet lag, and passed out on her bed.

The Samtonian delegation would like to thank the leadership of Generic Empire for the hospitality shown and hopes that our delegations can produce a significant change in world affairs.

Chairman of the Samtonian Delegation James J. Myrcton

I would like to attend as well.

-Piruz Savhadkohi, Foreign Minister

Emporer Helldawg landed his personal F/a22 at the airport, and threw the keys to a valet pilot.

"Take care of 'er, or else..." he said, also handing him a $100.

I will attend. Should I bring any guard, or will adequate security be provided?

He entered the terminal, and was almost worried about being harrased by security personel(he was wearing a sword, and had his P90 hanging on his chest, but no secret service men), but then he remembered this was a private terminal. He quickly got a hold of a limo, and headed for the hotel...

I would like to attend as well.

-Piruz Savhadkohi, Foreign Minister

Parthia is always welcome.

I will attend. Should I bring any guard, or will adequate security be provided?

Your delegation is welcome as well. Security shall be provided by the Imperial Praetorian Guard, the elite of the Imperial armed forces, but if you feel it necessary to provide your own security forces, then you are welcome to do so.

Official Ministry Statement

I, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, will personally attend this convention myself. I have been allocated ten public guards and a classified number of undercover guardians to protect me throughout this convention. I will arrive shortly, and must say, the accomodations look grander than any palace in Rome of mansion in Newport.

Samantha Rachel Bafringh
Minister of Foreign Affairs

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The Minister stepped off the plane, where she was greeted by her escort. The wind tossed her hair about as the car pulled up to take her to her room.

Mississippi will attend, if permitted, and we shall send Field Marshal Reginald Smith as our delegate.


Ooc- About Smith.

Field Marshal Reginald “Bloody Hands” Smith (42) the commander of the 1st RG Division, “Judgment Day” Division of the Republican Guard. Tasked with overseeing “Operation Purification”. Born in Mississippi in 1963. American descended from English. Supported the idea for VX gas chambers. Ranked as the handsomest public figure in DA. A unit of RG soldier gave Smith his nickname in 1988 when he was a captain and in battle again Indians. It was noticed that he had a large amount of blood on his hands, because he had just personally executed ten captured Indian warriors. The name stuck and caught on; and now his friends in the high command call him “Bloody Hands” Smith. Smith is also the deputy commander of the Republican Guard Internal Security Army. Duke of Hinds County. Married and has a large number of children. IQ 162.

Mississippi will attend, if permitted, and we shall send Field Marshal Reginald Smith as our delegate.


Ooc- About Smith.

Field Marshal Reginald “Bloody Hands” Smith (42) the commander of the 1st RG Division, “Judgment Day” Division of the Republican Guard. Tasked with overseeing “Operation Purification”. Born in Mississippi in 1963. American descended from English. Supported the idea for VX gas chambers. Ranked as the handsomest public figure in DA. A unit of RG soldier gave Smith his nickname in 1988 when he was a captain and in battle again Indians. It was noticed that he had a large amount of blood on his hands, because he had just personally executed ten captured Indian warriors. The name stuck and caught on; and now his friends in the high command call him “Bloody Hands” Smith. Smith is also the deputy commander of the Republican Guard Internal Security Army. Duke of Hinds County. Married and has a large number of children. IQ 162.

((OOC: The combined irony of this whole conference is so amazingly delicious it isn't even funny.))

Your delegation is welcome to attend. We hope that Field Marshal Smith enjoys his accomodations.

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Chancellor Licinius shall attend. With him shall be 10 Dinosaurs. We will be there momentarily.

Saleju B'Ali will attend. (He's the delegate for Camel Eaters. The Hannari are independent from the government)

OOC: Ha, Generia is holding a human rights conference, the irony of it all...

The Iron Concordiat of Wirraway would like to send Secretary of State Chester Brown to attend.

May I attend? (I can't post tonight, though, sorry; I have to go in a few minutes)

OOC: Ha, Generia is holding a human rights conference, the irony of it all...

The Iron Concordiat of Wirraway would like to send Secretary of State Chester Brown to attend.

((OOC: Bingo.))

All delegates shall be welcomed with open arms.

May I attend? (I can't post tonight, though, sorry; I have to go in a few minutes)

By all means, welcome.

OOC: It's complete irony

We'll send delegates for the conference. We're mostly going to discuss the hypocrisy of affirmitive action.

We'll send delegates for the conference. We're mostly going to discuss the hypocrisy of affirmitive action.

((OOC: Amen, brother.))

Hallelujah brother hallelujah.

[Open statement in regards to such a "International Human Rights Conference"]

While Iuthia isn't against the idea of improving the human rights of nations around the world, we are strongly opposed to nations who see a lack of human rights as a worthy reason to start a imperialistic war to grab as much land as possible of their nation's benefit. To attempt such acts in the name of "Human Rights" only further insults the work of nations who legitimately work to improve the standard of Human Rights world wide, such a New Genoa is doing.

We recognise Generic Empire as one of the many nations whom ignored the national soveriegnity of Feminany in order because their laws did not appease them. While it could be argued that such wars could be justified, though personally starting a war in order to push your laws on another independant nation couldn't be justified in our mind; it was clear that through out the entire affair nations such as Generic Empire failed to even exhaust diplomacy... instead choosing to invade for land, as I beleive was they stated that Feminany would become part of their nation.

In anycase due to the lack of respect shown to Feminany's soveriegnity, not to mention failing to acheive what peaceful nations such as ourselves and other did through diplomacy it's clear to use that Generic Empire cannot and should not be concidered an authority on human rights seeing as it cannot respect the soveriegn rights of nations in doing so.

As such we will not be attending this conference and will instead be condemning this conference as a sham run by an imperialist seeking more land.

Thanks and good day,

Foriegn Minister Mick Lakely, Iuthian Diplomatic Corps

[Open statement in regards to such a "International Human Rights Conference"]

While Iuthia isn't against the idea of improving the human rights of nations around the world, we are strongly opposed to nations who see a lack of human rights as a worthy reason to start a imperialistic war to grab as much land as possible of their nation's benefit. To attempt such acts in the name of "Human Rights" only further insults the work of nations who legitimately work to improve the standard of Human Rights world wide, such a New Genoa is doing.

We recognise Generic Empire as one of the many nations whom ignored the national soveriegnity of Feminany in order because their laws did not appease them. While it could be argued that such wars could be justified, though personally starting a war in order to push your laws on another independant nation couldn't be justified in our mind; it was clear that through out the entire affair nations such as Generic Empire failed to even exhaust diplomacy... instead choosing to invade for land, as I beleive was they stated that Feminany would become part of their nation.

In anycase due to the lack of respect shown to Feminany's soveriegnity, not to mention failing to acheive what peaceful nations such as ourselves and other did through diplomacy it's clear to use that Generic Empire cannot and should not be concidered an authority on human rights seeing as it cannot respect the soveriegn rights of nations in doing so.

As such we will not be attending this conference and will instead be condemning this conference as a sham run by an imperialist seeking more land.

Thanks and good day,

Foriegn Minister Mick Lakely, Iuthian Diplomatic Corps

*Yawn* "So what? We don't care."

[Open statement in regards to such a "International Human Rights Conference"]

While Iuthia isn't against the idea of improving the human rights of nations around the world, we are strongly opposed to nations who see a lack of human rights as a worthy reason to start a imperialistic war to grab as much land as possible of their nation's benefit. To attempt such acts in the name of "Human Rights" only further insults the work of nations who legitimately work to improve the standard of Human Rights world wide, such a New Genoa is doing.

We recognise Generic Empire as one of the many nations whom ignored the national soveriegnity of Feminany in order because their laws did not appease them. While it could be argued that such wars could be justified, though personally starting a war in order to push your laws on another independant nation couldn't be justified in our mind; it was clear that through out the entire affair nations such as Generic Empire failed to even exhaust diplomacy... instead choosing to invade for land, as I beleive was they stated that Feminany would become part of their nation.

In anycase due to the lack of respect shown to Feminany's soveriegnity, not to mention failing to acheive what peaceful nations such as ourselves and other did through diplomacy it's clear to use that Generic Empire cannot and should not be concidered an authority on human rights seeing as it cannot respect the soveriegn rights of nations in doing so.

As such we will not be attending this conference and will instead be condemning this conference as a sham run by an imperialist seeking more land.

Thanks and good day,

Foriegn Minister Mick Lakely, Iuthian Diplomatic Corps

((OOC: shame to waste such a good condemnation. I decided to ignore that conflict as useless and flame inducing after i made my first post. Good try though.))

((OOC: shame to waste such a good condemnation. I decided to ignore that conflict as useless and flame inducing after i made my first post. Good try though.))

OOC: Lol

Lord Savhadkohi's plane approached the landing path for the capital of Generia. Piruz had spent the last few hours reviewing diplomatic papers and such when he was told that it was time to fasten his seatbelt.

The pilot contacted Generian air control-

"This is the Parthian diplomatic flight requesting to land, over."

Several dinosaurs came out and stood aside the walkway. THen came Licinius with two dinosaurs in front of him and two behind. He left teh airport and boarder a stretch Hum-V with his men. They drank as they made their way to the hotel.

The emporer went into his room...

Meh... he thought to himself, throwing his bag on the bed. He decided he was bored, and left the room to look around...

Licinius went out and sat in the hot tub. His guards were on the building, in the building, and around the pool area.

We will be sending our Secretary of Populace Control, Robert Coln. If we are permitted to attend, that is.

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Communique from The Prime Minister of Karnatka

The Delegate of the Karnatakan League Of Nations will be delighted to attend. We hope to reach a favourable settlement for all parties involved.

End Transmission

Communique from the Prime Minister of Karnatka

Unfortunately, Karnatka has been forced to withdraw from the conference pending the decision over the threat of invasion from the Empire of Arun Lahoria. Due to the tensions that are arising, the Prime Minister requests that all other countries in the Karnatakan League Of Nations stand their military forces down, until an official statement has been made by the Foreign Office. There is still a possibility of Karnatka having a representative at the conference, but hopefully the threat to our sovreignty will soon be cleared up.

End Transmission

Reports of massive scale militarisation in the small country of Karnatka are unconfirmed.

We will be sending our Secretary of Populace Control, Robert Coln. If we are permitted to attend, that is.

Secretary Coln is welcome to attend.

Lord Savhadkohi's plane approached the landing path for the capital of Generia. Piruz had spent the last few hours reviewing diplomatic papers and such when he was told that it was time to fasten his seatbelt.

The pilot contacted Generian air control-

"This is the Parthian diplomatic flight requesting to land, over."

"Permission granted. Bring her in at strip 3, terminal 7."

The emporer looked around, and spotted the pool area.

Meh, havn't been swimming in a while. And those commies say I take advantage of the populace...

He headed toward the pool in swim shorts and a T-shirt, his .45 close at hand...

Should I RP J.L. arriving at the conference? Or should we just assume he's already there? :confused:

Chester Brown's private and substantially up-graded Gulf-Stream V cut through the upper atmosphere at close to MACH 1. Inside, its opulently decorated and furnished cabin provided the upmost in comfortable travel. It was in these luxurious accomodations that Chester Brown, fresh from yet another Colonial conference slept on the way to Generia.

The pilot, an ex F-22 jockey keyed his mike,

"This is Wirraway 3, requesting permission to make our final approach, over"

The sleek jet banked into the rising sun and rocketed towards the the Generian coast as the Black sea passed below.

Should I RP J.L. arriving at the conference? Or should we just assume he's already there? :confused:

((OOC: You can RP his arrival at the actual airport if you want, or just skip it and go to his arriving at the hotel. Either way works for me, just so long as everyone knows he's there.))

Chester Brown's private and substantially up-graded Gulf-Stream V cut through the upper atmosphere at close to MACH 1. Inside, its opulently decorated and furnished cabin provided the upmost in comfortable travel. It was in these luxurious accomodations that Chester Brown, fresh from yet another Colonial conference slept on the way to Generia.

The pilot, an ex F-22 jockey keyed his mike,

"This is Wirraway 3, requesting permission to make our final approach, over"

The sleek jet banked into the rising sun and rocketed towards the the Generian coast as the Black sea passed below.

"Copy Wirraway 3, permission granted. Strip four, terminal 7."

Chester Brown's private and substantially up-graded Gulf-Stream V cut through the upper atmosphere at close to MACH 1. Inside, its opulently decorated and furnished cabin provided the upmost in comfortable travel. It was in these luxurious accomodations that Chester Brown, fresh from yet another Colonial conference slept on the way to Generia.

The pilot, an ex F-22 jockey keyed his mike,

"This is Wirraway 3, requesting permission to make our final approach, over"

The sleek jet banked into the rising sun and rocketed towards the the Generian coast as the Black sea passed below.

Sorry, but could you RP J.L.'s arrival, too? I suck at RPing arrivals. :(

Sorry, but could you RP J.L.'s arrival, too? I suck at RPing arrivals. :(

((OOC: Mr. Speaker, I disagree! All you have to do is say he got off the plane and into the car, or out of the car and into the hotel, etc. I think you are a very good RPer.))

The emporer jumped into the pool, these was no one else around, so he quickly became bored, and headed back to his room.

Damn, this is boring. Maybe Generian Army will let me blow something up? he thought to himself as he got changed, and dialed Emporer Antonius.

Sorry, but could you RP J.L.'s arrival, too? I suck at RPing arrivals. :(

OOC: NP

President J.L. reclined in the back of his new 777. He had custom ordered it some months ago and this was his first flight in it.

"ahhh, love that new plane smell." he sighed as he popped a grape into his mouth. He was watching TTNN on his 55 inch plasma screen T.V. and nearly choked with laughter as he saw Hataria's paper army get lit on fire by a small child.

The 777 touched down in the Capital of Generia some hours later and txied to its desginated Terminal.

((OOC: Mr. Speaker, I disagree! All you have to do is say he got off the plane and into the car, or out of the car and into the hotel, etc. I think you are a very good RPer.))

(OOC: Thanks)

The emporer jumped into the pool, these was no one else around, so he quickly became bored, and headed back to his room.

Damn, this is boring. Maybe Generian Army will let me blow something up? he thought to himself as he got changed, and dialed Emporer Antonius.

Antonius answered.

"Hello, old friend! Caller ID is a miraculous invention, isn't it? I trust you are enjoying your accomodations?"

OOC: NP

President J.L. reclined in the back of his new 777. He had custom ordered it some months ago and this was his first flight in it.

"ahhh, love that new plane smell." he sighed as he popped a grape into his mouth. He was watching TTNN on his 55 inch plasma screen T.V. and nearly choked with laughter as he saw Hataria's paper army get lit on fire by a small child.

The 777 touched down in the Capital of Generia some hours later and txied to its desginated Terminal.

Lol, thanks! :D (However, as funny as the Hataria part is, you might want to edit it; the mods might consider it flamebait)

J.L. stepped out of the plane and stretched. He sniffed the air, and smiled with nostalgia. "Generia..." he said, smiling. He had not seen Antonius for quite some time. He definitely looked forward to seeing him, Helldawg, and all the others, again. He called the hotel to notify them that he was on his way.

Antonius answered.

"Hello, old friend! Caller ID is a miraculous invention, isn't it? I trust you are enjoying your accomodations?"
"Yes, they are excelent. Wanna go shooting?"

President J.L. walked into the pool area and saw Helldawg, drying off. Next to him stood Antonius. "Ahhh, Antonius, Helldawg, long time no see!" he said.

Chester Brown exited his Gulfstream and sleepily stepped into the waiting armored limo. He was whisked to his hotel where he exited, and acting on a hunch went straight the pool, just as he suspected, he found the Emprerors and Presidents gathering in the area.

"Sorry Achilles couldn't make it, there is some pressing buisiness he has to attend to regarding, eh, well it has to do with a certain rogue Communist nation that happens to be based in the Bayou, but anyway, nice to see you guys."

J.L. looked up. "Ah, Mr. Brown. Glad you could make it." He reached out his hand.

J.L. looked up. "Ah, Mr. Brown. Glad you could make it." He reached out his hand.

"Nice to see you to President J.L" said Chester as he shook J.L's extended hand.

"I wonder if we will actually be discussing Human Rights here," he said with a barely supressed chuckle.

"Nice to see you to President J.L" said Chester as he shook J.L's extended hand.

"I wonder if we will actually be discussing Human Rights here," he said with a barely supressed chuckle.

"If not, oh well," J.L. said, smiling. "Either way, we get to go to swimming as a result of it."

OOC:RB, my guy's in his room, talking to Antonius over the phone.

OOC:RB, my guy's in his room, talking to Antonius over the phone.

"Uh, Mr. President? Hello, Mr. President?"

The aide waved his hand in front of J.L.'s face.

"Helldawg and Antonius are not there."

J.L. rubbed his eyes. "But I saw-"

The aide covered his face with his hand, shaking his head. "Did you forget to take your pills again, Mr. President?"

Rofl

"If not, oh well," J.L. said, smiling. "Either way, we get to go to swimming as a result of it."

Brown eyed the crystal clear water

"it does look inviting, as a matter of fact do you mind if I head up to my room and go change so I can go swimming," he inquired of J.L.

The plane landed near noontime. The delegate stepped off the plane, he was wearing a pure black suit and had thin black sun glasses on. ITD delegates usually dressed in this manner, but were prone to wear an imperial armband on their left shoulder, underneath the suit. Secretary Coln was six foot one inches tall, but he tended to look taller than this, mostly because he wore thick soled boots. He walked down the plane's stairs, he was holding a black leather briefcase. The sun was shining, but Coln was safely in the airport terminal.

Secretary Coln arrived at his hotel and was escorted to his private room, an assistant was waiting for him.

Assistant: "I trust the trip was enjoyable. We here wish to make your stay enjoyable, how may we help you?"

Coln: "Inform your government that I have arrived."

Saleju B'Ali walked into the hotel completely naked and promptly headed for the pool. He jumped in and looked at the gathered delegates. "Gentlemen" He then swam around a little.

Saleju B'Ali walked into the hotel completely naked and promptly headed for the pool. He jumped in and looked at the gathered delegates. "Gentlemen" He then swam around a little.

President J.L. shouted, "Good God!" and fainted, tilting over backwards and landing in the pool with a big splash.

Rofl

:confused:

The emporer came down from his room, and saw all of his friends by the pool. He was on the floor above the pool, and decided to scare the crap out of them. He lept off the balcony, flew nearly 20 feet, and landed in the pool, yelling "oogaboogabooga!", and causing a massive tidal wave.

Saleju rushed to President J.L's side and lifted him out of the water. He threw him onto land and began pounding his chest. "Breath damn you breath!!!" From the way Saleju was positioned his crotch was right over JL's face.

The emporer, who had just jumped 20 feet into the pool with all of his clothes on, looked in horror at Saleju,

"Aw, man, put some f***in' pants on! That ain't right!"

Chester was throughly soaked by Empreor Helldawg's arrival but what was even more shocking was the completely naked man who seemed to be sodomizing a passed out J.L.

"My, God what are doing to him," he yelled at the naked man

He rushed over and was relieved to see he was just helping J.L and not taking advantage of him. He took out his cell phone and called for an ambulance to come pick assist J.L in a more professional manner.

Just then his cell-phone rang again, after about a minute he put the phone away and turned to the other leaders.

"Guess what, Coordinator Achilles can make it after all, he's flying out as we speak."

Saleju looked at the emperor and laughed. "Usually I see y'all in a suit of armor." His skin faded until it absorbed the exact hues of the area behind him. All that was left was a floating head.

Robert arrived at the pool area, he was wearing his swimming clothing. He had visible knife scars and bullet holes over his body. He looked as if he had been nearly killed in a major battle or war. He hopped in the pool and started to do a few laps.

"Well, I'm on vaca-" he stared in disbelief at the man. "What the hell?"

"My people we were forced to adapt over a period of time due to religious purposes..." The head faded as he said. "This better?"

"I can still see you, go put some pants on." he said, his vision changing to heat vision, "amazing what these ancient curses do to a guy, eh?"

"Um. I don't pants. Just a kilt and that's gonna' spread out in the water."

"Oh well just don't look." He jumps ino the water.

Saleju rushed to President J.L's side and lifted him out of the water. He threw him onto land and began pounding his chest. "Breath damn you breath!!!" From the way Saleju was positioned his crotch was right over JL's face.

J.L. awakened, groggy, disorientated, and nauseated. Upon glimpsing the tiny, diminutive organ in front of him, he promptly vomited all over Saleju, jumped to his feet, and ran out of the pool area, screaming like a lunatic.

J.L. awakened, groggy, disorientated, and nauseated. Upon glimpsing the tiny, diminutive organ in front of him, he promptly vomited all over Saleju, jumped to his feet, and ran out of the pool area, screaming like a lunatic.
Haha. He's hung like a camel. Which is big.

OCC: great human rights discussions goin on here!

Five minutes later, President J.L. returned with a chainsaw. "Put some swimming trunks on...NOW!!!!!" he shouted, revving up the chainsaw.

OOC: Damn right. The right to see my guy's package or not?

"I don't own swimtrunks!!!"
OOC: He's invisible right now. No worries

OCC: can i come to this "human rights" confrence?

J.L. put the chainsaw away. "All right, then. I'll just try not to look."

(OOC: Let's not make this too inappropriate. The mods won't like it)

"Can i see that chainsaw? Where I come from chainsaws are usually signs of great wealth."

J.L. reluctantly handed the chainsaw, then quickly whipped out a revolver. "Don't try anything funny," he warned.

Saleju B'Ali revs up hte chainsaw and proceeds to juggle it. "You could put this here and this here..." He dissapears upstairs to make the chainsaw into an amazing weapon.

May we attend? Please? We're not new just reclusive until now.

((OOC: Everyone who asked can attend.))

Emperor Antonius pulled up in front of the hotel in a black sedan. He stepped out, clad in a black and red Imperial robe, and dark sunglasses. His saber hung idly at his waist. He progressed towards the door, accompanied by his trusty personal bodyguard, the ever silent Ivan.

Emperor Antonius made his way to the pool area, and upon seeing the antics of the world leaders, broke into a fit of hysterical laughter. He spoke amid chuckles.

"Welcome to Generia."

Licinius sat watching, mouth gaping. He was in the hot tub less than 10 feet from the pool. He pushed his mouth up zand stepped out, wrapping a towel around him.

"Hello everyone. I'm amazede at your antics. Im Chancellor Licinius.

Saleju comes back down the stairs throws the new chainsaw weapon on the ground and taps Ivan on the shoulder before turning invisible and making a dash for the pool.

Ms. Oswald awoke in her room, and decided to go for a swim.

She changed into her two-piece and walked into the pool area, taking the elevator down from the room.

She walked outside and dropped her towel when she saw many of the world leaders, most of which in some level of nudity

"Whatever, I'll swim in that end."

Saleju faded back from invisibility completely nude and proceeded to stretch just for laughs. He looked at Emperor Antonius and said "Do you know where I can get a loin cloth?"

Coordinator Achilles Brown pulled up in front of the hotel a few hours after speaking with Chester. Chester left at the same to take over foreign service duties. Achilles walked over the pool and made his greetings

"Hey guys and girls I'm here."

OOC: who watched the debate?

Secretary Coln finishes his laps and begins to mingle with the other delegates. A knife scar on his shoulder is visibile above the water. He throws a beach ball at the Pyta delegate.

[OOC - What the fuck is up with all the gay pool references?]

The Parthian diplomat had arrived and was heading down to the pool area where the others had decided to head to. Lord Piruz Savhadkohi was dressed in the uniform of a field marshall and carried a sabre on his belt. His two bodyguards carried their XM-8s and colt .45s at the ready as he walked over to Emperor Antonius. He then got down upon one knee and spoke, "It is a great pleasure to be here your Majesty."

OOC: I'd like to attend if possible.

IC:

A total of 7 USSCR aircraft were flying towards the meeting. Two AN-225s, Two TU-160 Vipers (V for VIP Transport), and 3 SU-47 superflankers. An unknown amount of personnel were aboard each aircraft. The delegates attending were not even released to the public. However, it was expected that the "new" USSCR government would definitely be making an impression on its first real public excursion into the world of international politics.

Radio: "Falling Star Flight requesting landing clearance."

OOC2: Inside the cargo planes are helicopters and jeeps for transport, mainly.

Emperor Helldawg got out of the pool, somewhat disturbd by the man with the chain saw. He went over to greet Antonius, extending his hand.

"So, when are we gettin' this show on the road?"

OCC: i will just show up, if i cant come for some arcane reason beyond my comprehension, i will simply delete this!

IC: Showing as black shapes against a bright blue sky, the Emperors two personal Balckhawk helicopters flew into sight. They moved quickly and landed on a small airstrip, out of the way of any major trafic. They sat still for a moment, then the doors opened slowly and two identical ramps slid out of each one and onto the ground. A large figure walked down the left ramp, flanked by two huge guards, each at least 7 feet tall and three feet wide, and he was followed by five more of these guards. from the second helicopter emearged eight more of these huge men, all began rushing about, looking for any posible threats or traps until a deep voice said "Stand down men, i am here on a mission of peace. If anything goes wrong than you can be at my side in seconds. Now, Sergent, you come with me...you too son, I want five men here, with the helicopters at all times, the rest of you get over to the hotel, and get me a room!" He started to smile, and wondered when someone would be here to pick him up.

Right behind the Parthian diplomat, Shah Khosru of Parthia walked out into the pool area. His Immortal bodyguards carried sabres and TMPs while the Shah carried his jeweled sabre and his engraved and gilded Colt .45. The Shah walked up to Antonius and began to speak, "My friend, it is a pleasure to meet thy majesty."

OOC: I'd like to attend if possible.

IC:

A total of 7 USSCR aircraft were flying towards the meeting. Two AN-225s, Two TU-160 Vipers (V for VIP Transport), and 3 SU-47 superflankers. An unknown amount of personnel were aboard each aircraft. The delegates attending were not even released to the public. However, it was expected that the "new" USSCR government would definitely be making an impression on its first real public excursion into the world of international politics.

Radio: "Falling Star Flight requesting landing clearance."

OOC2: Inside the cargo planes are helicopters and jeeps for transport, mainly.

"Copy Falling Star, you are cleared for landing. Terminal 7, strip 4."

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Antonius spoke to the Parthian diplomat who kneeled before him.

"Rise, it is I who am honored to have a servant of the Shah before me."

As Shah Khosru approached, Emperor Antonius bowed slightly at the waist.

Licinius Begins to greet Antonius and the others as antics still continue in the pool.

Emperor Helldawg got out of the pool, somewhat disturbd by the man with the chain saw. He went over to greet Antonius, extending his hand.

"So, when are we gettin' this show on the road?"

Emperor Antonius shook Emperor Helldawg's hand, albeit reluctantly (Antonius finds handshakes distasteful, as he feels that everyone's hands are filthy.)

"I suppose we shall begin tomorrow morning, but for now, let us put aside talk of politics. Tonight we shall enjoy the evening's entertainment."

"Alright....Dont say hi to me."

dont feel you are in any perticular hurry to pick up the EMPEROR

"Alright....Dont say hi to me."

Antonius turned to Licinius, and bowed slightly.

"Welcome to Generia. I trust your Emperor is well?"

dont feel you are in any perticular hurry to pick up the EMPEROR

((OOC: I'm not gonna go through the trouble of RPing the car's arrival and departure, as it is a miniscule detail. You can assume, as I stated in the first or second post, that a car was waiting for him, picked him up, and dropped him off at the hotel.))

Antonius turned to Licinius, and bowed slightly.

"Welcome to Generia. I trust your Emperor is well?"

Licinius bowed in response.

"He is very good, thank you."

OOC: who watched the debate?

Not me, said the flea.

Not I, said the fly.

Not me, said the flea.

Not I, said the fly.

OOC: Lol

I watched part of the last 30 mins. Part of means NS and debate.

Saleju runs upstairs and comes back down in a kilt, a shirt of green chain mail and some flip flops (the nationale dress of Camel Eaters) "So can we start now I mean we don't even have to go inside just chill by the pool and discuss human rights. Then when we get tired do a few laps and order some pizza and a very tiny amount of beer. Just get laid back and dicuss stufffff" He tilts his head back and falls to sleep standing up.

[OOC - HURRY UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111oneone1111]

Saleju runs upstairs and comes back down in a kilt, a shirt of green chain mail and some flip flops (the nationale dress of Camel Eaters) "So can we start now I mean we don't even have to go inside just chill by the pool and discuss human rights. Then when we get tired do a few laps and order some pizza and a very tiny amount of beer. Just get laid back and dicuss stufffff" He tilts his head back and falls to sleep standing up.

Licnius blinks twice.

"That guy is weird."

Saleju wakes up and looks directly at Linicius. "I've never seen you before. I'm Saleju." He offers his hand.

President J.L. cleared his throat. "Swimming is fun and all, but I thought we were invited here to discuss human rights?"

Saleju wakes up and looks directly at Linicius. "I've never seen you before. I'm Saleju." He offers his hand.

"Weren't you just asle-Whatever."

He wraps a towel around his hand and shakes, afraid of what Seleju might have touched.

"Yes, yes, human rights and whatnot. Well, we still have some delegates left to arrive, so for now, join me at the Imperial Palace, where we shall pass the time with dancing girls and the like."

Once Saleju has his hand he steps forward and hugs Licnius like a brother.

Renee caught the beach ball, and threw it back into the pool, the stimulus brought her back into reality. She shook her head, mentally blocking all of the naked. She walked over to the side of the pool and dove in, andd began to swim in lazy circles.

"So, who wants to have the conference by the pool?"

"Yes, yes, human rights and whatnot. Well, we still have some delegates left to arrive, so for now, join me at the Imperial Palace, where we shall pass the time with dancing girls and the like."
Saleju looks at Antonius and yells "YAY!!! DANCING GIRLS!!! WAIT THAT MAY BE UNCOMFORTABLE FOR ANY FEMALE DELEGATES. I YELL MY THOUGHTS WHEN I'M OVERLY EXCITED!"

"Yes, yes, human rights and whatnot. Well, we still have some delegates left to arrive, so for now, join me at the Imperial Palace, where we shall pass the time with dancing girls and the like."

Hmmm....Fine with me.
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Licinius quickly throws the towel around him sheltering him somewhat. He shrugs and sucks in as he pats Seluja on the back.

"Yes, yes, human rights and whatnot. Well, we still have some delegates left to arrive, so for now, join me at the Imperial Palace, where we shall pass the time with dancing girls and the like."

President J.L. laughed. "Thanks, but I must respectfully decline. There's only one girl who interests me." He embraced his wife and they kissed.

"Well, in that case, human rights and the like."

Antonius snapped his fingers, and several servants ran up behind him carrying an ornate chair. Antonius sat down, as more servants brought more chairs for any who desired them.

Saleju declines a chair and begins to float around above the water.

Licinius laid his belonging on the chair provided for him and then got into the hottub. He sat at the edge Well within earshot of the conference. No more than 2 ft. away.

"Copy Falling Star, you are cleared for landing. Terminal 7, strip 4."

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Antonius spoke to the Parthian diplomat who kneeled before him.

"Rise, it is I who am honored to have a servant of the Shah before me."

As Shah Khosru approached, Emperor Antonius bowed slightly at the waist.

The diplomat nodded and rose to his feet and took a bow to Antonius. As the Shah neared he returned the bow and spoke to Antonius, "It is my pleasure to be here along with many other heads of state."

bump

The airborne flotilla settled onto the ground. Taxiing to an open space in the airport, the AN-225s began releasing KA-60 helicopters and HMMWVs from their cargo bays. From the TU-160 came Premier Lobonsky and two "Blizzard" black ops team members as bodyguards. The aircraft crews disembarked the AN-225s to tend to the planes as 16 regular SpetsNaz disembarked the other TU-160 Viper as secondary bodyguards.

The helicopter crews began to reconfigure into a flying form, and Premier Lobonsky prepared to board one.
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Official USSCR Statement:
The USSCR delegates are preparing to arrive at the meeting. Guards will accompany. AMDG

bump

Emperor Antonius leaned back in his chair, and lit a cigarette. He exhaled a ring of smoke that wreathed his head.

"Human rights, human rights, human rights...Where to begin...Well, where does everyone want to begin?"

"In the hot tub."

Licinius chuckles as he endulges in his martini.

bump

bump

If Generic empire were truly concerned about human rights, they would withdraw from Shoobooshaaba.

If Generic empire were truly concerned about human rights, they would withdraw from Shoobooshaaba.

Yeah....Not gonna happen.

Yeah....Not gonna happen.

Click here.

Lol, forgot to post the link. http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=361989

Click here.

Where?

*COUGH* COPMUUNISSTSRUYLE IS A *COUGH*

OOC: Delete that post or I WILL report you.

OOC:Why would you do that? Its so damn funny.

The emperor reclined in his chair,

"Oh, how about how its merciful to sink an invasion fleet before they even reach your shores? I can tell you all about that one, hehehe."

OOC: Delete that post or I WILL report you.

For what?

For what?

Whether or not you know it that link downloads a trojan onto the viewer's computer. It is also Completely off topic and computer-destructive. Delete it.

Whether or not you know it that link downloads a trojan onto the viewer's computer. It is also Completely off topic and computer-destructive. Delete it.

Didn't no that. Im scanning my computer now. Its gone. Adn it actualy is relevant. HE sadui click here with nothing to click. Plus he is so.

Argh! Just delete it my friend some people are idiots in a horrible disguise. Let us discuss these things. For are we not here for this discussion of the Human RIghts? Damn it fuck it all of you to hell. (Don't get mad I've just had a bad day)

*A dark portal materializes, and from it emerges a cloaked stranger*

Good morning, everyone! I was once Shoobooshaaba, though no more. Right, pleased to meet you all!

Didn't no that. Im scanning my computer now. Its gone. Adn it actualy is relevant. HE sadui click here with nothing to click. Plus he is so.

Allow me to quote my antivirus:

eTrust EZ Antivirus real-time protection has found that C:/Documents and Settings/Owner/Local Settings/Temporary Internet Files/Content.IE5/KFTVUQBX/you[1].js is JS.Offiz trojan.

Thank you

BUMPitUPbuddy

Your welcome. Shoot the monkey. YAY.

Yeah, my anti-virus software said it blocked something when I watched the movie.

I am pretty sure I found it.

Captain Pete would like to attend this conference.

Captain Pete would like to attend this conference.

Captain Stabb- I mean Pete is welcome to attend.

Captain Stabb- I mean Pete is welcome to attend.
LOL. You sick bastard.

Captain Stabb- I mean Pete is welcome to attend.

Thanks.

"Hot tub, Women, Cigars, Martinis, I should attend more Human Rights COnferences.

"Hot tub, Women, Cigars, Martinis, I should attend more Human Rights COnferences.

Lol

Saleju stops floating and comes back over to the hot tub and gets in with the Borman dude.
YAY!!!

The USSCR delegate arrives via the KA-60, 8 SpetsNaz and the two Blizzard blackops men piling out. The SpetzNaz are armed with the AN-94, the Blizzard men have modifed MP5Ns.

Premier Josef Lobonsky walks up to the emperor of the great country that hosts this event.

"Privet, tavarisch. I hope this conference will be a safe and happy one. I hope that--" he glanced around at the certain antics of the delegates there "--I hope that it will be a most PRODUCTIVE meeting."

"I would again like to thank you for this opportunity to be present here. Our governments can work together to better the world.... Safely."

Behind him each man cocked their weaponry, pulling their M1911s from their holsters and pulling back the slide as well.

"A good day to you."

The USSCR delegate arrives via the KA-60, 8 SpetsNaz and the two Blizzard blackops men piling out. The SpetzNaz are armed with the AN-94, the Blizzard men have modifed MP5Ns.

Premier Josef Lobonsky walks up to the emperor of the great country that hosts this event.

"Privet, tavarisch. I hope this conference will be a safe and happy one. I hope that--" he glanced around at the certain antics of the delegates there "--I hope that it will be a most PRODUCTIVE meeting."

"I would again like to thank you for this opportunity to be present here. Our governments can work together to better the world.... Safely."

Behind him each man cocked their weaponry, pulling their M1911s from their holsters and pulling back the slide as well.

"A good day to you."

Emperor Antonius's expression faded to a hard look at the implied hostility, his eyes reflecting the tint of the cold steel that hung at his side. Ivan scowled, and clutched his oversized, experimental G-1 tighter.

"You have no reason to worry about security. Everything has been taken care of."

The Praetorians watched from their posts, as the Emperor spoke to the unpleasant man and his entourage of armed guards.

Lobonsky shook the emperor's hand once more, a grin on his face.

"I'm glad that you've taken such means to grant my security. And for your generosity, a convoy of HMMWVs will be approaching at 0215 local time with gifts. I will, however, be gone by then. Pressing matters, you see."

The Premier eyed the emperor once more, "If you'll excuse me.." He said, gesturing towards the other delegates.

Tzar Kusi arrived aboard his typical transportation. A twin 18 cylinder engined prop plane. It was shabby at best, but it was the preferred vehicle of the Tzar.
A small gangplank was dropped, and two men, bearing AK-47's with grafitti and propaganda all over them disembarked, followed by 3 men. Tzar Kusi was at the front of the triad, and advisors from the subservient states Hobania and Hobosnia flanked him on either side. They could say their piece, but ultimate decisions were reserved for Kusi to make.
The Tzar then made his way towards the conference, followed by his small retinue.

OOC: Gotta work like crazy tomorrow, but will fill in during what time I have.

Schump
It's like a Bump but German.

OOC: BUMP

IC: Josef Lobonsky had walked into his room, where his belongings were ferried in by Generian bellhops. (Read: Slaves) Among the belongings were a lavish supply of Cohiba cigars, grade One Russian Beluga caviar, and great cases of Stolichnaya vodka.

Lobonsky was glad for these luxuries that, so expensive to the international community, could be had by all citizens in his country.

The emporer continued to lounge in his chair, gripping his P90 when the CR guards drew their weapons...

"Well, when we gonna' start?" he asked, impatiently.

Lcinius places his 3rd Martini glass on teh ground next to the hot tub (Its in ground I presume) and says, "Any time."

Lobonsky left the guards at his room, strolling down to the pool area in some swimming trunks. He stretched a bit, not showing much of a muscular body, but not fat by all means. He rolled his neck and leapt into the water with the finesse of a diver. Plunging into the water he glided through it happily, exhaling from his nose as he kicked to the surface.

Breaching the surface and treading water, he looked about, "A good day to you all."

Lobonsky left the guards at his room, strolling down to the pool area in some swimming trunks. He stretched a bit, not showing much of a muscular body, but not fat by all means. He rolled his neck and leapt into the water with the finesse of a diver. Plunging into the water he glided through it happily, exhaling from his nose as he kicked to the surface.

Breaching the surface and treading water, he looked about, "A good day to you all."

"Good to meet you. Might I ask. are you located next to Ottoman Kheif?"

Josef looked over, "I am confused with what you are asking..."

"Geographically, I control the Soviet Union and Kuwait. In that respect I am close to his nations."

Josef looked over, "I am confused with what you are asking..."

"Geographically, I control the Soviet Union and Kuwait. In that respect I am close to his nations."

"Does your country border the nation of Ottoman Kheif. He is located next to some COmmunist nation, but I can not remember who."

He touches our SSR of Kuwait, and some placed along Russia.

Saleju pats Licinius on the head like a dog. Before jumping out of the hottub to go steal things from his hotel room.

He touches our SSR of Kuwait, and some placed along Russia.

"I thought so."

OOC: Saleju will have a rude awakening to find the guards guarding Licinius room when he goes to steal things

As the Samtonian delegation arrived in the pool area and began setting up laptops and pulling out various briefcases filled with documents, they surveyed the scene and shook thir heads collectively.

Delegates, running around screaming, half-naked in some cases, making messes, noise, and generally behaving like rude little children.

As the rest of the delegation finished preparing, James J. Myrcton, the chariman rose and adressed the dleegates from the other countries.

"Honorable fellow delegates. I would like to urge you to maintain some modicum of decency for these proceedings. We come to discuss matters that will affect the entire world and all those living in it, and you are behaving for the most part like small children without parental supervision.

Please at least attempt to control yourselves, so that we may discuss these grave issues. In that regard, I move that we conduct the following conference by the age-old standards of the parliamentary hearings. I ask this be brought to a vote if need be. However, the merits of parliamentary procedure are clear and can most definately be seen to create an air of authority, importance, and gravity to proceedings utilizing them."

Licnius put down his empty martinin glass. He crcked his knuckles and looekd up.

"English?"

The emporer began to doze off, and started to snore, until the delegte next to him kicked him in the leg. Then he sprung up, and shouted,

"What is it? Have they come to steal the donuts?" he yelled accusingly, gripping his P90, and putting his hand on the hilt of his scimitar.

A Romeo y Julieta churchill cigar hung from the mouth of the Shah. Four Generian women sat around him, rubbing his chest and shoulders as he talked about the time he personally led his men into battle.

A Romeo y Julieta churchill cigar hung from the mouth of the Shah. Four Generian women sat around him, rubbing his chest and shoulders as he talked about the time he personally led his men into battle.

Josef glanced over to the man with a disgusted look. "What a cheap cigar," he whispered to his bodyguard as he puffed on a Cohiba Esplendido.

Josef glanced over to the man with a disgusted look. "What a cheap cigar," he whispered to his bodyguard as he puffed on a Cohiba Esplendido.

The Shah noticed the disgusted look of the Rulian and threw himself out of the chair and walked over to the man in question. "Excuse me," said the Shah still hanging the cigar from his mouth, "is there a problem?"

Licinius opened his waterproff box of havannas with built in miny fridge, ice cream maker, and toaster oven, not to mention the lighter. He then took one out and lit it.

"Uh-oh."

The emperor looked on at the Parthians and the Communists in amusment, hoping a fistfight would break out. In the mean time, he would speak of the day he crushed the communist revolution and came to power...

"So there I was, three hundred marines, all loyal to me at my back, standing at the gates of the Doom Citadel, my AK74 in hand. A had a man place a satchel charge on the gate, and watched in fly twenty feet in the air! I then ordered my men to fix bayonets, and I led them in a charge into the building, butchering all who lie in our path..." he continued on, none of this really exagerated. He was going to talk of the time he led a roaming black hoard through Europe during the early 1700s(that wasn't a lie either), but again, who would believe him?

"yeah right, and Im chancellor Licinius."

"Um...You are."

"Oh crap, I am. Then bring on the drinks."

Emperor Antonius had lost interest in human rights, and was now firmly occupied with his mistress and eight of her friends. A fat havana (taken from Licinius's box) hung from his mouth. Ash fell to the concrete below, where Shoobooshabaan slaves licked it up.

A group of finely dressed Generian servants came around, bringing with them several small tables. They were followed by waters who held silver platters packed with food. A third wave of servants brought more drinks, and more cigars.

Antonius reclined in his chair, putting his feet up on the back of a Shoobooshabaan slave, while relating the story of how he had once beaten Slobodom Milosivich in a drinking contest, back in '88. The women swooned.

Everyone blatantly ignored the Samtonians and their laptops.

All of a sudden, the emperor had another one of his bright ideas...

"Hey! Who's up for a drinking contest?"

Saleju appears at the mention of drink. "I am."

All of a sudden, the emperor had another one of his bright ideas...

"Hey! Who's up for a drinking contest?"

Antonius belched loudly, shaking more hot ash onto the face of a Shoobooshabaan slave.

"Right here."

The women once again swooned.

All of a sudden, the emperor had another one of his bright ideas...

"Hey! Who's up for a drinking contest?"

"I think my stance is obvious."

"Take this!" he yelled, taking a bottle of Jack Daniels, and chugging it down in under thirty seconds.

"How's that, ladies?" he said to the women around Antonius.

"Oh yeah! Watch this!"

Antonius caught a bottle of Vodka between his pecks, and laughed like a pirate, before draining it in 28 seconds.

"Nothing."

Licnius grabs a bottle of the wel proportioned Shooban next to him and begins to down it. In 25 seconds the bottle falls and Licnius coughs several times.

His voice is scratchy, "That good."

"Got nothin' on this!" he said, taking out a siringe of pure alchohol, and increasing his blood alchohol ten fold. After that, he took a bottle of vodka, a bottle of Jack Daniels, a bottle of wine, and chugged it all down.

"My vision isn't even blurring yet! These ancient curses to funny things to a guy..."

"Pshh."

Antonius snapped his fingers, and several servants carrying large kegs and hoses ran up to him. Two Praetorians seized a Shooban slave, and held him upright, while the untrained medical personel inserted the tubes into the Shooban's veins, proceeding to pump 12 gallons of grain alcohol into the man's bloodstream.

Antonius drew his saber, lopped off the man's head, and proceeded to chug. In 23 seconds (what with the force of blood expulsion) Antonius sucked the corpse dry. A servant handed him a small napkin, and he wiped his face, turned to his mistress, and said in a Bruce Campbellesque fashion:

Gimme some sugar, baby.

"I cant beat that. Or can I?"

Licnius proceeds to dive in teh pool. He sucks it all down followed by 12 bottles of whisky. In 10 seconds.

The Shah laughed as he saw the drinking games progress further and further, those years were behind him now, but a good drink was hard to pass up. Shah Khosru motioned to a servant to bring him a glass of baileys and a bottle of water.

"Yum...good."

The Shah noticed the disgusted look of the Rulian and threw himself out of the chair and walked over to the man in question. "Excuse me," said the Shah still hanging the cigar from his mouth, "is there a problem?"

OOC: For those who keep calling them "Havannas" there's NO SUCH THING. Look up some cigar brands. :D

IC: Lobonsky grinned around his Cohiba Esplendido as he looked up to the man. He extracted the cigar from his mouth and leaned back.

"Yes," he stated, ashing the cigar on a nearby tray, "The smoke from that cheap cigar is infiltrating my nostrils with putrid fumes."
Accenting himself, Josef puffed on the Cohiba again.

OOC: I thin your wrong. Im looking it up now.

OOC: I thin your wrong. Im looking it up now.

OOC: Havana is used to describe the manner in which the cigar is rolled, but no actual brand is called "Havana."

OOC: For those who keep calling them "Havannas" there's NO SUCH THING. Look up some cigar brands. :D

IC: Lobonsky grinned around his Cohiba Esplendido as he looked up to the man. He extracted the cigar from his mouth and leaned back.

"Yes," he stated, ashing the cigar on a nearby tray, "The smoke from that cheap cigar is infiltrating my nostrils with putrid fumes."
Accenting himself, Josef puffed on the Cohiba again.

((OOC: Dude, Havana is just a generic name for a Cuban cigar, not a brand name. (Not like Generic Empire, but the legit meaning of the word.)))

OOC: He may be right. I looked and founded hundreds of stores named Havanna or havana and such, but no actualy cigars.

OOC: Yeah, so you can use havannas.

OOC: He may be right. I looked and founded hundreds of stores named Havanna or havana and such, but no actualy cigars.

((OOC: havana isn't a brand name. It means Cuban rolled cigar.))

The Shah looked at the Rulian with a bit of resentment, "Cheap? Romeo y Julieta is not a cheap cigar, especially not the riservas. I personally like the flavor quite a bit, but Montecristos are some of the best, though most of your Cuban cigars are quite good."

((OOC: havana isn't a brand name. It means Cuban rolled cigar.))

I get it now.

Myrcton shook his head.

"Gentlemen, are you quite finished? My associates and I will be relocating to the hotel conference room. Any parties interested in actually discussing the purpose of the conference we all showed up to attend are welcome to join us there.

Niels, Anders- Let's go."

With that, the Samtonian delegation left the pool area, papers and laptops packed away again, the more senior members shaking their heads in disgust, but some of the younger members of the delegation laughing over what had happened.

"After all, even though it was a matter of International priority, why couldn't some people have a little fun?" was what they reasoned.

However, that was not what the government of Samtonia thought, and its head representative was getting thoroughly fed up with the proceedings.

Licinius looked up.

"Oh well."

Myrcton shook his head.

"Gentlemen, are you quite finished? My associates and I will be relocating to the hotel conference room. Any parties interested in actually discussing the purpose of the conference we all showed up to attend are welcome to join us there.

Niels, Anders- Let's go."

With that, the Samtonian delegation left the pool area, papers and laptops packed away again, the more senior members shaking their heads in disgust, but some of the younger members of the delegation laughing over what had happened.

"After all, even though it was a matter of International priority, why couldn't some people have a little fun?" was what they reasoned.

However, that was not what the government of Samtonia thought, and its head representative was getting thoroughly fed up with the proceedings.

Antonius watched after the departing delegation.

"Poor fools. There is no conference room. I ordered that to be removed to make way for an additional gentlemen's club."

Saleju could not be bothered with the drink on wimps. He pulled forth several bottles of Scorpion Tail wine just wishing that Paulie was here to share it with. He counted the number of tails in one bottle...seven it was going to be a good night.
OOC: Dude it's fun and all but may we please dicuss human rights? It's what we be here for.

The Shah looked at the Rulian with a bit of resentment, "Cheap? Romeo y Julieta is not a cheap cigar, especially not the riservas. I personally like the flavor quite a bit, but Montecristos are some of the best, though most of your Cuban cigars are quite good."

Josef chuckled and put out his cigar, "Romeo y Julietas rarely exceed three hundred U.S. dollars for a case of 25."

He reached over to a box of Cohiba Esplendidos, offering it to the Shah, "Cohiba. The top of the line. One of these will set you back 31 American Dollars."

Josef was enjoying this conversation. The Shah, known to Josef for his international politics, was defending his choice in cigar.

"Romeo y Julieta are the lower end of the hand-rolled. Any lower and you'd be looking at machine-rolled."

Bump *starts humming 50s love song for no reason*

OOC: I tkae it there will be no human rights.

Then ye took it correctly by my reasoning.

Then ye took it correctly by my reasoning.

? I dont get it. Explain.

OOC: I take it there will be no human rights.
And then I said Ye took it correctly by my reasoning. I'm agreeing with ye.
translation ye = you

Josef chuckled and put out his cigar, "Romeo y Julietas rarely exceed three hundred U.S. dollars for a case of 25."

He reached over to a box of Cohiba Esplendidos, offering it to the Shah, "Cohiba. The top of the line. One of these will set you back 31 American Dollars."

Josef was enjoying this conversation. The Shah, known to Josef for his international politics, was defending his choice in cigar.

"Romeo y Julieta are the lower end of the hand-rolled. Any lower and you'd be looking at machine-rolled."

The Shah put his cigar down and spoke to the Rulian, "Well, I have not had the pleasure of a Cohiba, perhaps they are as good as you say." The Shah accepted the cigar and removed the tip with his cutter, then lighting it and drawing on the cigar. The Shah was clearly pleased, "This is wonderful, I will get my clerk to fill my humidor with boxes of these!"

Saleju grinned at the fools trading cigars. He shook his head as he pulled out some Black Tooth tobacco grass. Mmm tastes like home he thought recalling days in the desert...

"Anyway..."

Licinius promptly stubs out his cigar stump and draws forth another one form his box.

Coordinator Achilles took a hand rolled Dominican Cigarillo out his case and lit up with his favored gold lighter. The room was instantly filled with the sweet smell of the burning cigarillo. He blew a smoke ring as he leaned back in his chair contentedly.

A bird flew low above the hotel...

"Hmmm, I got an idea. Bird hunting anyone?" he said, aiming his P90, and calculating a proper lead...

Crack

The bird dropped to the ground, and a Shooban slave ran to clean up the mess the emperor had made.

A bird flew low above the hotel...

"Hmmm, I got an idea. Bird hunting anyone?" he said, aiming his P90, and calculating a proper lead...

Crack

The bird dropped to the ground, and a Shooban slave ran to clean up the mess the emperor had made.

Achilles, intrigued by the idea, pulled out his Desert Eagle. The flock of birds came over again and Achilles aimed carefully and pulled the trigger but the recoil of the massive .50 cal round was too much for him to handle and the bullet flew past the flock and into the engine block of low-flying civilian aircraft, it then richoted into the fuel tank,

"oops"

The burning plane cartwheeled into the ground, landing in a gaint ball of fire. The shooboshaaban slaves were dispatched to clean up the mess.

Licnius produced a sniper rifle form the refridgerator in his cigar box.

"Sounds good."

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK

1 bird, 1 helicoptor, and one man on the roof crashed down to the ground.

The shooban slaves hastened to clean the mess.

Sounds really really good. Saleju jumps high in the air and snatches a bird he begins to tear it apart while it is still alive. A shooboshabaan slave came over to clean up bird entrails. Saleju rips out his throat and begins ripping into the slave. He pauses as the other delegates stare in disgust at him. "Want some."

"No thank you."

OOC: Licinius has been in the ot tub practiaclly the whole time.

The Shah laughed at this living skeet shoot, "silly amateurs, watch a pro."
His Immortal bodyguard removed a USAS-12 shotgun and two 20 round magazines. The Shah pointed the gun in the direction of the birds and then loosed the fully automatic shotgun upon them, emptying the clip within seconds and leaving a mess of birds.

"See, this is why your ameteurs. One shot, one kill."

He squeazed off twenty rounds in rapid succesion, and sure enough, twenty birds came plummeting to the earth.

"Now, if you want to see some real mastery of the hunt..."

He drew his massive scimitar, and lept twenty feet in the air, slicing a bird in half.

The Shah laughed, "How about this?" Immediatley the Shah pointed a flamethrower at the pigeons flying about ten feet up and began to spill a stream of fire, barbequing the birds with flame. "Now tell the Shoobans dinner is ready," laughed Shah Khosru.

"Hahaha. I like that." he replied, taking an RPG-7v out. I made the warhead my self. Loaded with flechette." He pointed the weapon at a flock of birds, and let loose. The rocket streaked toward the birds, exploding in the middle. All that was left were a bunch of feathers. "That can be their appetizer." he said, similing.

OOC:You'd think the pidgeons would've learned by now. Apparently Generian pidgeons have no short term memory.

Achilles caught one the falling birds, roasted to perfection by the flame-thrower. He took a large bite,

"mmmmmm, this is better than KFC, you should really think about becoming a chef shah."

Licnius called for an atom bomb.

THe bomb fell killing thusands of birds, yet remarkably not a asingle building or perosn or ladsacpae was harmed. Just the birds.

"Beat that."

"Errrr, right..." he called for a magcal flying donut, and it appeared in a pillar of white light, and consumed Generia's entire population of pidgeons.
"Errr, that was rather strange...but beat that!"

A few seconds later, a large aircraft hovered over the hotel and 21 persons suddenly appeared at the far corner of the grounds. Dictator Shaz Bot, in full diplomatic gear, and a special weapons detail, armed with high powered laser rifles, walked toward the rest of the deligates. Dictator Shaz Bot's face is slightly deformed due to a small scale nuclear attack that happened when he was in his early 20's. Currently he is 45 and in the best shape of his life. His security detail has full body armor on and you cannot see through their helmets due to the fact that they are mirrored on the outside.

"Goodevening Gentlmen," Mr. Bot says. "Sorry i'm late, i had a little trouble with my security cheif. Needless to say he wanted me to be...Well protected," he states as he points toward his group.

OOC:Ooo, gave me another idea.

Suddenly, a UFO appeared out of nowhere, and beamed the rest of Generia's birds to some distant land...

"Beat that!"

Achilles throws a flame cooked pidgeon to Mr.Bot

"Here, have some pidgeon, best I've ever had."

Takes a bite of the bird.

"tastes great," he says, "but not as good as the roasted Dimagabi from back home. Thats something you would want a whole hell of a lot more of!"

Moles come out of the ground and carry away Generic's brds, The whole nation of Doomingsland, and the emperor of Doomingsland.

"Haha."

Saleju eyed the Shooban slaves as a few came to pick up birds near him he quickly pulled out a huge hunting knife and went to work. After the screaming and blood splattering ahd stopped twenty slaves lay dead Saleju munching on them. He then cooked what was left and offered some to the delegates again. He figured the insane cloaky guy with heat vision would enjoy some human flesh. Saleju would trade ten fo the slaves for that crazy man's scimitar.

Leprochuans come out, and cast a magical spell, casting all of Borman and their people into oblivion.

OOC:Wow, how did we get from human rights to this?

Official Statement from the Samtonian Government

We regret to announce our exiting this conference. Conduct of other nations delegations made it impossible to conduct a conference on the situation we were expecting to discuss.

Our delegates are currently en-route back to Samtonia.

You've had an excellent chance to improve the world situation. And you've squandered it. You should be ashamed, for your delegates, your country, and the world.

Samtonian Council of Thirteen

Official Statement from the Samtonian Government
Looks down and cries a little "Yar."

((OOC: I leave you kids alone for two minutes...))

Antonius got up, freeing himself from the grasp of the swooning women. He then proceeded to dance a jig, and every pigeon in New York fell to the ground before him, lightly breaded and sauteed, with a side of roasted potatoes.

"Now the old women will have nothing to do. Send them to the diamond mines!"