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The Region of Tizmayar - invite only RP

Isvevia
03-10-2004, 18:24
First Citizen Indo Bain of Isvevia stood on the balcony of his penthouse suite and looked out over the fair city of Brohanis, capital of the nation. Second term elections had gone well, and he had no fear that he would be successful in winning a third term. After that, who knew. No law held him back from continuing, only a 200 year old convention. It might be time for a change.

The very nature of Isvevia had changed under his watch, and he knew it. Founded as a refuge from other, more dominating states, The Free Land had prided itself on being the freest nation in existence. Slowly, due to a declining economy, this nature had changed as Isvevia came under increasing control of the industrialists and the capitalists. A devout capitalist himself, Indo Bain saw no problem with decreasing government regulations on business and allowing it to do as it would, however, political privileges had slowly been eroded away.

Voting had been made compulsory as numbers at the polls declined to new lows, but there may be reason to change that as people have mostly gotten the point of the importance of voting.

Militarily speaking, the nation was strong, though funding had been stripped back recently in bitter budget battles. As no enemies currently threatened, this was not a problem.

Regional delegate to the UN for the past 5 months, Indo Bain had helped create legislation that would repeal the oppressive mandatory metric system, which had been hampering development in the English-system based country for several years, with no signs of improvement. However, his efforts have apparently gone unnoticed, as the repeal is not imminent.

Indo Bain sighed. Another month behind him, and he needed to decide whether a thriving economy or a free people ought to be his goal. He turned and went back into his office to begin another day.

OOC: If you are not in the region of Tizmayar, please ignore this post, as we are trying to have a private RP session. Thanks! Guys in the region, this is your thread, so feel free to post here.
Isvevia
08-10-2004, 20:31
****CNN News Broadcast
The First Citizen of Isvevia, Mr. Indo Bain, has just been reelected to his third term in a landslide victory that puts people in mind of the heydey of the Jim Beam years. Winning all 33 provinces by an overwhelming majority, Mr. Bain is celebrating tonight in the Residence. Leaders from around the region are expected to attend.

****Message to the leaders of all Nations within the region of Tizmayar
You are all most cordially invited to a celebration in honor of my election to the First Citizenship. Please bring a retinue of no more than 4; and RSVP by October 11th. The celebration will be held on October 17th in the Residence. I look forward to seeing all of you, as we celebrate; but perhaps we may find time for some business ventures I have been investigating.
-Cordially,
Indo Bain
First Citizen of Isvevia


OOC: OK guys, now you have something to respond to. The leaders of your nations have been invited to a diplomatic shin-dig. post replies here, as well as what your characters' responses are personally. Enjoy!
Thyoda
09-10-2004, 19:27
OOC: Please excuse any spelling errors.

King Quillard Artloft read the invitation from First Citizen Indo Bain. He picked up a pen and found a piece of stationary to write a responce. He put the pen to the paper but could think of nothing to say. He stood up and tried to find his wife. She should be allowed some say in whether she wanted to go. Espechially since she was pregnate and not alwas feeling the great. He walked into the bedroom. His wife Teanna was lieing in bed. She looked up at him and smilled. "My dear, we have been invited to Isvevia to attend the celebration of the election of Indo Bain. It is on the seventeenth," Quillard said, sitting down on the bed. "You want to know if I am up for going?" Teanna began, "Of course I will go." Quillard smilled at his wife and kissed her forehead. "I shall see if Prime Minsiter Kelly Withstan is able to attened." He rose and left his wife. He walked down to Kelly's office and knocked on the door. "It's opened." Quillard walked in. Kelly nearly feel out of her chair as she saw the king walk in. "Sir," she said standing up and giving a bow. "Miss. Withstan, First Citizen Indo Bain is giving a party since he has been reelcted." Quillard said. Kelly sighed, "When is it?" "The seventeenth." "Alright, I'll be there. Is you're wife attending?" Kelly asked. More out of conseren than anything else. "Teanna will be there as well. Good bye Miss. Withstan." Kelly bowed as the king walked back to his office. He picked up the pen and wrote:

It is an honor to join you at your celebration. There will be three of us attending. My wife, Prime Minister Kelly Withstan, and My self are looking forward to joining you in celebration of your election as First Citizen. We look forward to the 17th.
His Royal Magisty
Quillard Artloft
UN Space Command
18-10-2004, 03:00
The Federation of UN Space Command is a very large, pleasant nation, notable for its absence of drug laws. Its hard-nosed, hard-working, intelligent population of 69 million have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often. Crime is relatively low, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. UN Space Command's national animal is the Penguin, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its currency is the Leg.
The enormous government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defence, and Education. The average income tax rate is 31%, but much higher for the wealthy. A healthy private sector is led by the Door-to-door Insurance Sales, Uranium Mining, and Retail industries.



As Dash Ulrand sat staring out across the Tizmanian bay his secretary Jolene (and I might add sexy and young with long brown hair) walked into his office wearing a sexy tank top with a matching mini skirt. "Yes, Jolene what can I do for you." said Dash. "Well sir, Indo Bain has been reelected and has invited you to his celebratory bash". Dash, who has been the Federation's Commander for the past six years was very happy that his friend had been reelected. Dash's nation which was really only a governing body for those brave souls who forsake their former nations to go explore the galaxy and creat a global empires of their own, was starting to grow threatingly large and he had been looking for some allies to discourage rival nations from attacking future conquests. Hhmm, Dash would attend the celebration, and Jolene would probably come too. Hopefully he could talk things over with Indo, and maybe sell some insurance too. Dash sent Jolene back out to write the RSVP and then to hold his calls and return to his office. He had a feeling there wasn't much under that mini skirt and she was willing to share it.