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RB SEATO Party Invitation

What: A celebration to commemorate the filling of all ministerial seats in the Southeast Asia Treaty Organization
Where: The Presidential Palace, RB City, Invincible Military Regime of Roach-Busters (http://www.terragalleria.com/vietnam/picture.viet8324.html)
Who: Leaders and representatives from every member nation of SEATO (each guest is permitted to bring his spouse and children if he has any, and up to 4 close friends)
Why: Why the hell not?
When: November 7-12

Hello! You have been cordially invited to attend the First Annual SEATO Celebration, to be held in my Presidential Palace. Guests will enjoy banquets serving the most succulent and delicious meals and the very finest beverages, elegant ballroom dancing, a live orchestra, stand-up comedians, magicians, and other talented performers, a swimming pool, personal masseurs, spas, and much more. In addition, free transportation is available to each of RB's many tourist attractions, including ancient temples, beautiful rainforests, dormant volcanoes, world-renowned museums, and hundreds of shopping malls. Also free of charge, guests will be staying in the gorgeous Grand as Gold five-star hotel (http://www.geocities.com/mr_whud/hotel.jpg). We hope you can attend this prestigious ceremony, and we hope you enjoy our hospitality and the sights, sounds, and people of my nation.

Sincerely,
President J.L.

The Prime Minister is more than happy to accept this invitation, and looks forward to being hosted in the land of our wonderful ally.

We look forward very much to seeing you. We hope you enjoy your stay in our country.

(OOC: I have to go in a few minutes, but you can RP your guests arriving, if you'd like. See you later.)

OOC: You're seeing me right now. ;)

Seriously, though, I had no idea you put me in SEATO until five minutes ago. ;) I would have applied for a ministerial position had I known earlier. Ah, well, c'est la vie, right? :P

President Holtz will be happy to attend with his wife.

General Stephen Jackson, Minister of Air Force for SEATO, arrived at RB City, somewhat glad to escape the strife going on in his own country. He checked into the hotel and prepared for the party.

Steven Foster and his wife Vanessa Foster will be happpy to come to this party.

Steven and Vanessa boarded their private jet. It was not to often that they recieved a break from their work. Especially with Vanessa being in the Senate and Steven being the SEATO Foriegn Aid Minster, they barely had anytime for fun. Now they have their chance and were heading for the nation of R.B.

Emperor Bhalk will attend with the chancllor and their love interests.

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Coordinator Achilles Brown will attend.

To President J.L.:
I have left his mansion along with his wife for RB City on the Presidental Transport. There are 5 bodyguards with me along with 200 members of the HP CTA and 100 members of the HP Special Forces to guard the house, if you don't mind.
-President Holtz

Dictator Paul 'The Mad' Silver boarded his Airbus A380 at his private airport next to his compound for the long trip to R.B. He was bringing his bodyguard and best friend Col. John Leary along with 5 other bodyguards. Brian Maxwell was travelling to the party in 4 C-5's along with 50 Imperial Praetonian Guards, 50 regular security force members, 1 Wiretap Comm/Intel Vehicle, 3 Fokker F's with Water Cannon and 3 with heat ray and 2 Bulldog 'A' MkII. These would provide protection for the festivities.

From: Prime Minister Aron Christopher
To: all SEATO member nations

I am very sorry that I myself cannot attend the party in RB. As I'm sure you're all well aware, I'm in the middle of a war and cannot take the time to leave my country until it is resolved. Please welcome General Jackson as you would welcome me.

Francisco Santiago, the SEATO civil courts minister will attend the said event along with his wife and 2 children.

The SEATO Minister of Finance, Yvonne Jinas, as well as Technocrat Steve(one of the nations new leaders.) will attend this wonderful party. Of course, they're bringing the finest Lightning Starian Whiskey.

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The Prime Minister Wolfwood wishes to attend the meeting. In his company will be Achika, his wife. Also, he wishes to bring his two best friends as company.

OOC: Just skipped the old boring part where I arrive in RB.

Emperor Nikolaos accompanied by two of his trusted bodyguards walked in the Presidential Palace. Nikolaos walked up to President J.L. and shake his hand.

"Hello President J.L. we finally meet in person."

President John Holtz, after a fitful sleep, woke up to see RB City on the horizon. It was near dusk, and the city seemed to look like a bunch of firefly lanterns. The transport landed at the Presidental Palace, and John and his wife stepped out of the transport and walked up the steps.

President Jack Kordo II looked out the window of the Presidential 747 at the Roach-Busters landscape now rapidly approching as his plane began to land. As long as the Grenval-RB conflict didn't start or his nations rebellion didn't flare up again, he should be able to stay and enjoy himself at the party. He looked at the three passengers coming with him, Senior Advisor Henry Rey, Admiral Kevin Lotam, and General Paber Du'Mou. These men needed this short vacation from work as much as he did.

-=12,000 ft. above RB City=-

President Mooty strapped on a parachute and finished assembling his M4A1. When he had completed the tasks, he flipped a switch and the back cargo door of the plane opened before him. He was standing in front of two five-man squadrons of Spec Ops soldiers, and below him was the grand city of RB, glistening in the morning sunlight. He spotted the Presidential Palace in the distance and began to check his equipment again.

When the plane had reached the appropriate spot, Mooty and the ten others lept from the plane and sped down towards the Palace. They fell at a steady pace towards the earth before opening their chutes. The landing spot happened to be right next to where J.L. and Nikolaos were meeting.

"Well, I'm here.", Mooty said, revealing a wide grin as he removed his helmet.

(OOC: Boring? Who said it had to be boring?)

Steven and his wife Vanessa came from their room. They wanted to see some of the sites around R.B. City. They were picked up by limo and left the hotel. They wanted to see as much as possible before the party at the Presidential Palace. "Darling lets take a look at some of the museums around town, I have always been interested in other nations culture." asked Vanessa.
"Ok dear, whatever you say." replied Steven. "Driver take us to the R.B.'s largest historical museum"asked Steven. "Yes Sir." replied the driver, speeding up just a little.

"A pleasure to meet you, your Majesty," President J.L. said, bowing before Emperor Nikolaos. He shook the Emperor's hand. He then turned to President Mooty, grinning. "Ah, President Mooty. It is a great pleasure to finally meet you." He shook Mooty's hand.

Chancellor Dmitri Rubellai will attend, along with Ivan Cac, minister of SEATO Intelligence affairs. they will of course be accompanied by their respective harems.

A few hours later they were back in the limo leaving for the palace. "I never knew Roach-Busters had so many historical items and events." said an amazed Vanessa. "Neither did I." replied Steven. "Driver, I think we should head to the party now, take us to the Presidential Place." asked Steven. "Right away sir." the driver replied heading for the palace. A few minutes later they had arrived at the party. They were greeted by President J.L. himself. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. J.L., and I love how your nation is full of history." said Vanessa. "Yes it is an honor to meet you Mr. J.L." said Steven.

President J.L. firmly and vigorously shook Steven and Vanessa's hands, while grinning an affable, cordial, and enthusiastic grin. "Welcome to RB," he said in a casual, pleasant tone. "It is a pleasure to meet you both."

"Pleasure to meet you too, J.L.", Mooty said, shouldering his M4.

"Hi, Nikolaos. Wait a sec, I think I remember you from when I was in The Whittier Pact. Could you refresh my memory please?", Mooty said, unable to recall the specific events.

(OOC: Excuse for my forgetfullness...hehehe...)

Achilles sat in the plush refinement of his specially modified B-2 Spirit. The flying wing kinfed through the upepr atmopshere, the turbulence it left its wake stoof in sharp contrast with the screen of an RB radar operator, which was blank. The black aircraft descended like an avenging angel of death, suddenly appearing out a cloudbank. It touched down lightly and quickly rolled to a stop.

The surprised limo drivers quickly pulled up to the menacing black bomber as Achilles, surrounded by a cohort of bodygaurds quickly descened the retractable starirs and got into the limosines. The limo pulled up in front of the palace, the Coordinator, in a grave breach on conduct opened the door himself and quiklcy beagn striding into the palace to meet his great friend President J.L while his bodyguards stumbled overthemeslves to keep up with their impatient charge.

Once in the palace Achilles spotted J.L and quikcly walked over, extending his hand he spoke,

"Nice to see you again J.L, I trust all as been well in your life?"

"It's great to see you again, Achilles," J.L. said, shaking his hand with much enthusiasm.

"It's great to see you again, Achilles," J.L. said, shaking his hand with much enthusiasm.

"The pleasure is all mine, once again we have been allied but this time under the Aegis of your great alliance. On a lighter note though, wat up dawg and where's the beer?"

"The pleasure is all mine, once again we have been allied but this time under the Aegis of your great alliance. On a lighter note though, wat up dawg and where's the beer?"

President J.L. snapped his fingers. "Delano, bring out the beer."

A tall, slender, dark-haired, bearded young man with small dark eyes got into a crane and carried over a huge container ten times the size of a bathtub. He opened it up and inside were thousands of kinds of beer, ice cold.

J.L. nodded. "I'm not a drinker myself, but help yourself."

The gigantic contained puzzled Achilles for a moment and then he nearly fainted when he realized what it was. He watched with utter fascination as it was opened and remained staring at it, awestruck at this massive cooler,
"This, this, is truely a thing of beauty."

He promptly dove into the gaint cooler and began perusing its neatly catalouged shelves to find his favorite beer, Corona longnecks.

A great shadow covered the palace as the enormous zeppelin came over the rooftops. The letters GIAS were emblazoned on the side. The zeppelin moved in over the lawn, and two ropes fell to Earth. As it was the Generian tradition to make an entrance, Chancellor Rubellai and Ivan Cac slid down said ropes, which ignited in flame, and slammed into the ground. The zeppelin moved towards the ground, and the harem was unloaded (it was a very large zeppelin). Chancellor Rubellai approached President JL and bowed slightly at the waist. He spoke in thickly accented English

"Mr. President, I don't believe we have met."

"Pleasure to meet you too, J.L.", Mooty said, shouldering his M4.

"Hi, Nikolaos. Wait a sec, I think I remember you from when I was in The Whittier Pact. Could you refresh my memory please?", Mooty said, unable to recall the specific events.

(OOC: Excuse for my forgetfullness...hehehe...)
"Yes I was in the Whittier Pact until it started giving a bad name to the Hellenistic Empire."

A great shadow covered the palace as the enormous zeppelin came over the rooftops. The letters GIAS were emblazoned on the side. The zeppelin moved in over the lawn, and two ropes fell to Earth. As it was the Generian tradition to make an entrance, Chancellor Rubellai and Ivan Cac slid down said ropes, which ignited in flame, and slammed into the ground. The zeppelin moved towards the ground, and the harem was unloaded (it was a very large zeppelin). Chancellor Rubellai approached President JL and bowed slightly at the waist. He spoke in thickly accented English

"Mr. President, I don't believe we have met."

President J.L. curtly returned the bow and shook the Chancellor's hand. "A pleasure to meet you at last," he said.

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President Jack Kordo II strolled into the building with his three advisors and aimed himself towards where President J.L. was shaking hands with a variety of foreign leaders.

“President J.L. I assume? Let me introduce myself, I am Jack Kordo II, and these are three of my colleagues; Senior Advisor Henry Rey, Admiral Kevin Lotam, and General Paber Du'Mou. It is a great honor to finally meet the genius behind this great alliance.”

ooc: hehe laying the diplomatic speech rather thick.

"The pleasure is all mine, Jack," J.L. said, warmly shaking President Kordo's hand.

Jack looked at the massive beer cooler and laughed.
"Kinda makes me want to start drinking again!"

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigar.

"Cigar?" He offered as he lit one for himself.

Jack looked at the massive beer cooler and laughed.
"Kinda makes me want to start drinking again!"

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigar.

"Cigar?" He offered as he lit one for himself.

"No, thank you," President J.L. said.

OOC: I'm bored so...

IC:
As the guests drank and talked amongst themselves men were hard at work. Then inside the lights flicked off. Screams could be heard as the large oak doors flew open.

Smoke grenades shot in instatnyl men in black masks came in wielding AK-47s.

One Borman guard got up adn began to draw, btu was quickly shot.

"Everybody down!"

2 large red spotlights flew across the room and met together at the door. They then faded into white light.

"Cause Emperor Bhalk is here!"

The shot Borman guard stood up and held his cigar aloft.

Emperor Bhalk strode into the room. A massive roll of red was in front of him, only allowing his top half to be seen. Several of the men in masks kicked the roll.

It was a red carpet and it began to roll down. People jumped otu of the way as it rolled down. then it stopped.

Bhalk walekd down the carpet and put his hand to the clasp holding his black cape on. He undid it and after wipping it around threw it off.

He had a long wooden cane with a bright golden jewel encrusted end. He swung it up and pulled a giant diamond.

Fireworks shot into the air as colors lit the sky.

Bhalk threw the cane and continued down the carpet. He pulled out a cigar case from his robes and popped in a freshly cut havanna. As he pulled away his lighter, worth over $100,000, he looked up.

Massive cannons rotated and confetti shot out and began to fall as baloons opened from large tarps.

"Cigars?"

The doors gleamed as several men rolled in a massive case on wheels. At first it was not evident what it was, but then it was. As mechanisms spun and whirred and men pulled open a top a treasure was revealed.

The case was 10 feet wide and long and was 5 ft. wide on each side. When it was opened there were 4 silver doors, 2 on each half of the case. Then the doors opened and hundreds of thousands of cigars were visible. Layer upon layer stacked on eachother, all up for grabs.

Nearby an ornate wooden box was open to reveal many lighters in a soft padding. These lighters had jewels, carvings, gold, silver and more. A true beauty. There was one specialy made for each person.

"Lighters for all. Cigars for all."

"Emperor Bhalk, I am honored to see you again, your Majesty," J.L. said, bowing.

Chancellor Rubellai and Ivan Cac were talking and mingling with guests when they were startled half to death by the entrance of Emperor Bhalk. As they got up from the floor to shake the Emperor's hands, the lights went out again. A spotlight appeared on the door, just recently closed after Bhalk's extravagant entrance, and a drumroll sounded. Ivan Cac broke out a microphone and instantly assumed his altar ego: "The Generic Announcer Guy."

"Ladies and Gentlemen, all the way from Generia City, Emperor Antonius!"

The band kicked in, and the doors flew open, as several scantily clad women entered the room, and a red carpet unfurled. The women flanked the red carpet and struck poses as smoke flooded into the room. A figure moved through the door, the spotlight revealing the majestic form of the Emperor, clad in white ceremonial robes and aviator sunglasses. A fat cigar hung from his mouth.

"Thank you, thank you, you're a beautiful audience. Really, you're too kind."

Young girls screamed and fainted, men began to feel inferior, the champagne corks exploded.

"Hey, hey, how 'bout these cigars? Let's give a round of applause to Emperor Bhalk for that one. I'm sure he spent a whole sixteen dollars."

Crazed laughter and applause.

"But seriously folks, i've got something for all of you too. Here. you guys are gonna want these."

Emperor Antonius threw a handful of condoms into the crowd.

"Let's here it for the Generian Imperial harem!"

Again, the band started up as one hundred of the world's most beautiful women entered the room. Emperor Antonius began to play a rockin' guitar solo, because we all know the party doesn't officially begin until a Generian plays a rockin' guitar solo, so therefore I suppose the party had begun. Yeah.

"Good to see you."

Bhalk looked in the box and ran his fingers over ligthers. Eventually he arrived at one with a J.L. carved into the top. ((OOC: All lighters have initials, just in different places. They are all VERY well crafted and decorated)) He picked it out of the foam padding and offered it to J.L.

"Your lighter."

"N-No, thank you," J.L. said. "I'm very sorry, but I don't smoke."

"Hey, hey, how 'bout these cigars? Let's give a round of applause to Emperor Bhalk for that one. I'm sure he spent a whole sixteen dollars."

"I'll have you know it was sixteen dollars and thirty four cents, bitch."

The doors splintered open as men rolled in a massive crate. Part of the floor slid open to reveal several men and a mangle of pipes.

The bottom of the bo slid away as it was put onto the hole. Then the rest of the box fell off.

A massive fountain was in place. It was made of marble and had carvings and jewels.

The fountain was made of 3 tiers like wide open mouthed bowls. A large statue of J.L. held a champagne glass in the center of the 3rd tier. On the rim of the 3rd tier were little statues of the leaders of each nation in SEATO. On the 2nd tier the rim flatened out and extened into a little bar area. Hundreds of champagne glasses were on this bar and was perfect height for the average person. On the back of this bar slate were marble faucets that aimed inwards so as to allow someone to put their glass underneath it and when no ones glass was there it would fall into the fountain. On the 1st and biggest tier ((OOC: Onyl slightly bigger so as to allow people to walk up to the champagne glasses.)) extended plush seats for each champagne glass.

Then a noise was heard as liquid started to flow. Out of J.L.'s champagne glass sopewed a massive stream of champagne. It came down and landed into the 3rd, 2nd, and 1st tier. It began to fill as more champagne flowed out of the faucets.

Bhalk walked up and sat down on one of the chairs. He grabbed a glass and stuck it under the faucet. After it filled he pulled it away and allowed the champagne to flow back into the fountain. He took a deep drink of the liquid and lowered his glass onto the marble slate on the 2nd tier.

"Champagne anyone?"

"Touche."

Antonius clapped his hands, and the room filled with smoke. a stage rose from the floor. Upon it stood five dark shapes. The spotlights came up, the smoke cleared, and G'N'R was onstage with 'Welcome to the Jungle.'

"N-No, thank you," J.L. said. "I'm very sorry, but I don't smoke."

"Take it. Take it."

Bhalk began to press it into J.L.s cupped hands.

" I remember when I was little and I didn't smoke. I saved up hundreds of dollars and bougth mysefl a gold plated engraved lighter. I loved to have it. You can do the same. Just keep it and think of SEATO. I will be offended if you don't take it."

"Take it. Take it."

Bhalk began to press it into J.L.s cupped hands.

" I remember when I was little and I didn't smoke. I saved up hundreds of dollars and bougth mysefl a gold plated engraved lighter. I loved to have it. You can do the same. Just keep it and think of SEATO. I will be offended if you don't take it."

"Thank you," J.L. said, accepting it. "I'll keep it as a token of our friendship."

Bhalk blinked twice, turned right, wove his hand left, turned 180 degrees, and shook his arms.

Another, larger stage rose from the floor and the smoke cleared to reveal AC/DC. They began to rock with 'Back in Black'. This was then somehwat disrupted as a Borman man came to announce something.

"You have each recieved gifts, even you Antonius. A mirror image of this champagne fountain, except with the reciever's image as the main statue, has been sent to each persons nation. You also have a new car waiting for you ouitside. Fully tricked out."

Bhalk blinked twice, turned right, wove his hand left, turned 180 degrees, and shook his arms.

Another, larger stage rose from the floor and the smoke cleared to reveal AC/DC. They began to rock with 'Back in Black'. This was then somehwat disruted as a Borman man came to announce something.

"You have each recieved gifts, even you Antonius. A mirror image of this champagne fountain, except with the reciever's image as the main statue, has been sent to each persons nation. You also have a new car waiting for you ouitside. Fully tricked out."

Antonius bowed gracefully.

"I am flattered old friend. However, I also have something for you. The zeppelin outside, take it. It's yours. And there's plenty more where that came from for everyone here. One for each of you waiting for you when you get home. Enjoy."

"Ah. Aviary. That will complimetn my next gift. A new private jet for all. Complete with a label of SEATO and the recievers nation. Fully stocked with beds, couches, hot tubs, and more. These puppies are enhanced to increase speed and stability for less fuel."

You will find your keys waiting for you with your lighter.

"Since everyone is giving out sometime of gift, I shall give mine." Steven said while taping on the champagne glass.

"This is from the nation of Tylinoa, in honor of a long friendship between us all."

"Will everyone come outside please, the gift is waiting." Steven said while pointing towards the Palace doors.

"Once everyone was outside, the Rolls Royce's pulled up, Here you are everyone has their own Rolls Royce automoblie complete with luxurious upgrades and defense upgrades, such as pop out machine guns, rockets,oil slick, smoke screen, ejection seat, and of course a champagne dispenser."

"I hope you all enjoy them." Steven said with a smile on his face."

Rolls Royce (http://www.wintonsworld.com/cars/carpics/geneva-2003/rolls-royce-0.jpg)

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President Mooty leaned back on a couch nearby and skeptically observed the happenings.

"I wonder," he said to himself, "when politics became all about gifts and less about politics. Hmm, the other leader's actions puzzle me. Are they trying to bribe the other nations, or are they genuine in their supposed sincerity and generousity?"

"Sir, I don't know what they want, but all of this is very strange." one of Mooty's men told him.

"Hmm, I suppose we could give each of them a few gifts. Will you please radio the plane and tell them to drop their cargo outside the palace? Oh, and tell them to not hit the cars and everything else those politicians brought, okay?"

"Yes Sir, right away Sir." he saluted Mooty and walked away.

"Thanks, my friend." he told the soldier. That soldier had saved Mooty's life more than a few times, and Mooty had saved his life more than a few also.

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"Well, since all of you brought something, I've arranged something for all of you." Mooty said, grinning.

Several large wooden crates drifted down to the ground from the sky. As Mooty opened one of them, thousand of small ackages fell out of it. Each package contained a precious gem.

"Each of these crates," Mooty told them, "contains twenty thousand carats of precious gems. As some of you may know, my nation is so rich in gems that they are found nearly everywhere in our country. Consider these a gift of friendship between our nations."

Antonius waved his hand in a dismissive gesture.

"Bah! These are nothing compared to a herd of wild elephants."

At that a herd of wild elephants stampeded through the room, trampling several Shoobooshabaan slaves that were in the process of licking up the ash from Emperor Antonius's cigar.

"Behold the majestic pachyderm!"

Jack almost fainted when he saw the cigars, cars and planes (no offense to Borman but he doesn't drink). He was truely in heaven. He quickly realized that he was going to have to out do them all. Jack turned to his associates.

"Have our special something brought in for each leader, and this time don't send them the bill. I am feeling rather generous today." Jack smiled when he thought of the looks on the leaders faces when they saw his gift.


ooc: this is getting out of hand! Now I'll have to come up with a gift that out does it all without affending anyone morally.

"Speaking of gifts," President J.L. said with a grin, "one golden elephant statue is being sent to each of your palaces as we speak. The elephants are made of solid gold, weigh over five tons, and are worth in excess of twenty-five million dollars."

Jack cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention.

“One behalf of the Kordo people I offer this special gift to each leader in this great alliance. It is a personal, one hundred acre estate in Kordo, complete with its own house, run way, a private jet, a helicopter pad(helicopter not included), pool and the best security system in the world. These estates have been built across Kordo so that you can choose one in the climate of your chose. The security codes and the keys to your house along with a 18K Fountain Pen are being passed out to you. I sincerely hope that you enjoy your gifts as much as I enjoy giving them to you.”

*A comanche emblazoned with the noble seal of Sir Peter landed outside the Presidential Palace of Roach-Busters. The first to step out was none other than Sir Peter XXIV, lord of the Dominion that bore the same name. He was immediately followed by his friend and chancellor Sir Tristan and his wife Iseult (ooc: possible foreshadowing to tragedy anyone?).The group entered just in time to hear the generous offer on the part of Kordo's leader. Sir Peter debated internally what exactly to do with this kind offer.

ooc: Sorry I havn't been active with this alliance lately but with Thanksgiving coming around it seems all my professors like to make my life miserable with tests and essays :(.

"Thank you very much. These gifts will help to hold SEATO together. And now that AC/DC and G'N'R' are done playing, I present....the eagles."

Smoke and light erupted as figures began to become clear on the stage. Then the music began.

"And no, hell hasn't froze over."

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The Airbus A380 landed at the airport near President J.L.'s presidential compound. The Dictator looked at the window and saw the whole security force for the party surrounding the dictator's armored limousine. The convoy was led by a Wiretap Comm/Intel Vehicle followed by a Bulldog A with a 40 mm cannon, and then 12 Fokker F riot control vehicles ended by another Bulldog A with a 40mm cannon. Surrounding the whole force were black suburbans filled with security force troops with 4 on the sides of each SUV holding submachine guns. The Dictator and Col. Leary stepped off the plane and ran into the limo and the convoy pulled off at high speed. The group of cars rushed through the entrance to the compound and at full speed approached the entrance to the president's mansion. At that point two SZ-1 Vulture's flew over head and dropped 4 smoke bombs covering the whole lawn in smoke. The smoke cleared and at the door was The Dictator and Col. Leary and the 5 body guards. The convoy and security force was no where in site, and had gone off to set up the perimeter. The Dictator in full military regalia strolled into the party.

Col. Leary Spoke, "The exalted Dictator of the Great Armed Republic of Nutropinia, Paul 'The Mad' Silver has arrived and woulde like to make an announcement."

The Dictator Strode to the the front of the party. Hurriedly a group of servants set up a table with many mahogany boxes on it.

"Hello fellow SEATO nations. I am proud to stand in front of such an illustrious group. As a gift to everyone we are giving each of you a Delta-Nutropinia VIP Transport Fighter worth 3 Billion USD each and customized in leather in your countries colors and symbol. This is the fastest private plane on earth and is our own design. As of this moment a whole fleet is landing at the airport to prepare to take you back to your country when the party is over. Secondly, You will each be recieving a set of gold and platinum plated, diamond encrusted Sig 221 10mm pistols monogramed with each of your Initials. They are in the boxes in front of me. As an added bonus here are some of the greatest Punk and Ska bands of all timel; Mustard Plug, NOFX, Operation Ivy, Catch-22, Streetlight Manifesto, The Blood Brothers, Bad Brains, and Voodoo Glow Skulls. Thank you and Enjoy."

President J.L. rendered a sharp salute upon seeing the Dictator. "President J.L., at your service," he said. He extended his hand to shake. "It is indeed a privilege to meet you, sir. Thank you for the gift."

The Dictator Chuckled. "No, need to Salute President. I am wearing this for effect. I haven't been in the marines for years. This man," The Dictator Pointed to Col. Leary, "He is the real military man. A true Nutropinian Hero. I would like to thank you too for your gift. It is very generous. And thank you for having us all to your home. It is a great honor. Now let me find one of those cigars."

The Dictator Chuckled. "No, need to Salute President. I am wearing this for effect. I haven't been in the marines for years. This man," The Dictator Pointed to Col. Leary, "He is the real military man. A true Nutropinian Hero. I would like to thank you too for your gift. It is very generous. And thank you for having us all to your home. It is a great honor. Now let me find one of those cigars."

"You are most welcome," President J.L. said. He turned to Col. Leary. "I've heard of you, sir. If half the things I heard are true, you're the Nutropinian equivelent of George Patton. It is an honor meet you."

As the Eagles music began to dim there was yet another sudden darkness and silence that befell the guests. All of a sudden there was heard a deep, deep voice saying, "did someone say Pachyderms?" With that the doors to the palace opened once more and sitting atop one stark white albino elephant under a single spotlight in full 14th century armour was the leader of New Logan Sir Nigel D'Arby. The elephant took three steps forward before Sir Nigel gracefully slid from the great hight and landed right in front of JL.

"I think this would be a fantastic mascot for the SEATO alliance don't you think? " said Sir Nigel as he extended a hand towards JL. "This elephant holds the reverse meaning of our alliance. As you all know what a white elephant is good for", wording his little speech witht he utmost of sarcasm, "This wonderful beast was captured for me by the nation of Argent Elephants and I now pass it on to the alliance!"

Quietly to JL, "This is literally a flying visit and I apologise for that JL. We are currently in negotiations of a cease fire for the Danversian conflict and I need to leave to return to my nation within the hour. I apologise for this and I also apologise in advance, just in case if they can't make it due to the summit, for the SEATO nations involved in that summit. I hope you all have a great time."

(OOC: just in case if you were curious, the attached pics are actually of me :p )

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Unfortunately, Pacitalia must revoke its accept of the invitation to the party, as we have an enormously important domestic altercation to deal with. My apologies.

Unfortunately, Pacitalia must revoke its accept of the invitation to the party, as we have an enormously important domestic altercation to deal with. My apologies.

We understand.

Jack looked at the scene around him. With dozens of bands rocking, and people drinking champagne out of a fountain while trying to smoke cigars, the scene was about to get out of hand pretty soon. Jack wandered over to President J.L.

"Some party Mr. President. Thank you for putting up with having dozens of pompuous so-called world leaders coming to your capital. I don't suppose you have any food though? I haven't eaten in what seems in days!"

Jack looked at the scene around him. With dozens of bands rocking, and people drinking champagne out of a fountain while trying to smoke cigars, the scene was about to get out of hand pretty soon. Jack wandered over to President J.L.

"Some party Mr. President. Thank you for putting up with having dozens of pompuous so-called world leaders coming to your capital. I don't suppose you have any food though? I haven't eaten in what seems in days!"

"We sure do. What would you like?"

Jack laughed. "I'm not to picky, preferable something hearty I guess. Do you have any steaks?"




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Jack laughed. "I'm not to picky, preferable something hearty I guess. Do you have any steaks?"




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"How would you like your steak? Drenched in blood and practically raw, scorched to crispy ashes, or somewhere in the middle?"

"Somewhere in the middle if you could."

ooc:come one people you can post too. It doesnt have to be just me and RB

Paul picked up a glass of champagne from the fountain and lit a Cohiba cigar. Casually he strolled over to Jack and J.L with the Colonel by his side.

"Hello Jack. It is a pleasure to finally meet you. I heard you fellows talking about food and I realized I was starving myself."

"As am I." Said the Colonel.

"Ahhh yes, this is Col. John Leary, My close friend and personal bodyguard. So you guys are having steaks. Do you have any Kobe Beef J.L. It is simply devine. Either way I would like my steak Medium Rare. And maybe we could call everyone to sit at the dining room table for dinner?"

Jack smiled

"Please to meet you Paul and you Col. Leary. Yes, a formal dinner sounds like a splended idea."

"ill sit down to diner."

Steven and Vanessa Foster walked into the dining room. Steven was wearing a black tuxedo and Vanessa a white dress with a 20k diamond necklace.

"Excuse me waiter." Steven asked, "Could I get a steak, meadium rare, with a side of butter mash potatoes please."

"And what can I get for you ma'am." the waiter asked.

"Could I get the fried trout with garlic seasonings please, and a side of salad if you can." Vanessa replied.

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Emperor Nikolaos walked into the dinning room while smoking on his cigar.

The food better be good here. Nikolaos thought to himself.

"Waiter come here." while waved his hand at a waiter.

"I will be eating 2 souvlakis on sticks with a salad and make sure it has olive oil in it, feta cheese and olives too. I will also like to drink the best wine you have to offer."

The Dictator, Col. Leary, Jack and J.L. strolled over to the dining room and took seats at the head of the table. J.L. as the host took the seat at the very end. A waiter came up to the table.

"May I take your orders gentlemen?"

"Yes, I will have a Kobe Beef Filet Mignon, Medium Rare, Garlic Mashed Potatos and Garlic and Lemon Spinach. And a Scotch to drink." replied the Dictator as he extinguished his Cohiba.

"And I will have A T-bone Well done with broccoli and mashed potatoes. I'll have a coke to drink. Can't drink on duty." the Col. Stated. "When you are in the Marines you get used to eating simply. Never got used to the food the Dictator likes even though I met him in the Marines."

"I'll have the same as the Dictator myself, but with just water to drink."
Jack turned to the Colonel.
"So Colonel, how long have you been in the service? I'm a former military man myself you see."

"This is gonna be boring as hell" Mooty commented to one of his men before ordering an extra-rare steak, still oozing with blood and some bread to sop up some of the blood with.

"Yeah, but what did you expect, sir? These are all politicians looking to kiss each others asses for money and gifts" the guard replied quickly.

"Well, I was hoping hoping they were my kind of people, but then again, most people aren't like me" he said, taking a bite of bloody steak after eating up some blood-soaked bread.

The Col. Turned to Jack, "Well, I am not in the marines anymore. I am in a special armed branch of the Ministry of State that guards the Dictator. However I was in the Marines for 25 years. Fought in many wars. Including the war for Nutropinian Soveirgnty that ended with my great friend the Dictator in charge. I met him when I had been in the the marines for 15 years. I was a major he was a sargeant. Can't say he was the best soldier ever, but he was the best goddamn tactician I ever met. Brilliant mind for directing a battle and predicting what the enemy would do next. Me on the other hand, I am a man of the moment. Fight hand to hand, street to street, building to building. I like getting down and dirty."

Jack smiled.
"I should introduce you to General Paber Du'Mou, who is around here somewhere. He's always been a 'down and dirty' type when it comes to commanding. Practically had to pull him away from his job of commanding the First Kordoan Army. But one of the finest officers and men I have ever meet. I think you to would like each other."

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Jack turned to Mooty.
"I have to admit sir, I don't recognize your name. Where is your country located?"

"Yes I would love to meet the General" Replied Leary, "How long were you in the service sir and what branch?"

"Three years to the dot. The branch of course was the famous Army 1 Mountain Division."

"The Famous Army 1 Mountain Division, I have heard of it, but never knew why you guys were so famous in the first place? Jack did you ever see any combat yourself?"

ooc: Now I'm going to have to create some sort of explanation, I didn’t expect you to claim knowledge of this unit either. Oh well, it’s a good opportunity to explain jacks character.

Jack's face darkened slowly as he stared off into space, as if he was not aware of the scene around him.


"Just once, I was a Private 1st class, it was 22 years ago. We had been called in to put down a small rebellion in the Eastern Mountains. The rebellion was in response to the new labor laws put into place just a couple of days before, by my father in fact. The laws let the biggest employer in the area to close the local coalmine the whole mountain depended on. These people, these rebels, never meant to hurt anyone, they just wanted their jobs and their livelihoods back. But my father sent in an elite team of Airborne troops to destroy the mine and as much of the area's largest town as possible as punishment. But during the raid, the team was ambushed, and the all the men, all twenty-two of them were slaughtered, killed by civilian soldiers. The rebels hadn't asked for trouble, they were just trying to save their livelihoods. But that didn’t matter after that incident; they killed Kordoan troops, their own countrymen and that was not forgivable.

So, my father, for better or worse sent my unit in. We were young, newly commissioned, cocky and hungry for action. We saw ourselves as the doers of God and the Presidents will. We had been told that anything that we did during the campaign would not be told to the outside world. That what we did would be between us and God. Some deterrent for a unit that was probably the most atheist, the biggest boozehounds and the biggest womanizers I’ve every meet. But by God they were good men, and damn good fighters too. Well, we went in there just as ordered, and pillaged the whole goddamned place. We came home with jewelry in our pockets, and stolen cigarettes in our mouths, all courtesy of the now destroyed town. My God, I still have nightmares about those two horrid, frigid weeks. About seeing my two best friends die in front of me, killed by a RPG, torn from limb to limb. About seeing women raped and left to die in the cold mountain air. I was changed after that, I think we all were…..”

Jack looked back at the colonel. “I’m sorry to ramble on about that, my sincere apologies.”


ooc: If you want me to post something else about why the unit is famous I can. I’ll even try to make it not as depressing this time ;)

OOC: Wow.....

IC: "It's alrite, Jack, we have all seen atrocities. But was there anything else to make you famous. Something the whole country knows about?"

OOC: You can ask about one of Leary's Battles.

Steven was eating his steak when all of a sudden his cell phone began to ring.
Vanessa looked at him with a evil eye, as if she was saying not to take the call. Still Steven answered, it was from the presidential palace in Tylinoa.

"What are you calling me for Mark, I am eating dinner at the moment." Steven said with some anger in his voice

"I'm sorry sir but their is something you might want to bring up to the president of R.B." Mark Bringham replied, he was head of the Defense Ministry.

"The nation of Urkistan, is in need of some help, I will send the data over to your computer as soon as possible, good night." Mark said while hanging up.

Who was that Vanessa asked as Steven put away his cell phone.

"Nothing Dear, just a telemarketer." Steven replied hoping she wouldn't ask again.

She nodded her head and went back to eating.

After taking a few more bites, he got up from the table and was headed for the Palace doors.

"Excuse me everyone I need to get some fresh air." Steven announced

Vanessa was talking to one of the other minister at the moment while Steven went to the the front of the Presidential Palace. Steven was now outside, looking across the beautiful presidential palace's front lawn. He then took out his cell phone and tapped into his labtop at the hotel. With one touch of a button he downloaded the data sent from Mark.

"Hmmm...., very interesting, I will bring this up to Mr. J.L. after dinner." Steven said to himself.

He walked back into the palace, then to the dinning room, still everyone was having a splendid time. He took his seat next to Vanessa.

"Where were you darling, after I was done talking to one of the other minister's I saw your seat empty." she asked with a curious tone to her voice.

"Nothing dear, just had to get some fresh air, this cigar smoke is killing me." he said with a short chuckle.

In a flash of sound and light, the Shah's VTOL harrier touched down on the helipad and then, with a flip of the cockpit and the removal of one bag, the Shah walked over and pulled off his flight suit to reveal a tuxedo. Behind him, other helicopters carrying his retinue were following.

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"Me personally? Hmmm... Thats a tough one."


ooc: soon to be replaced by a real story. I'll even try to make it not as depressing this time!

Dinner was wrapping up, everyone was full from all the fullfilling dishes servered by the R.B.'s head chefs. Steven could now talk to President J.L. about the Urkistan incident.

"Excuse me dear, but I need to talk to Mr. J.L. for a moment, I will meet you out in the limo, ok." Steven told Vanessa giving her a kiss.

He now went to over to J.L. who was talking to some of the other ministers.

"Excuse me gentlemen, could I talk to Mr. J.L. privately for a moment." Steven asked the ministers. They nodded their heads and walked away.

"I'm sorry sir for disrupting your conversation, but since I am the minister of foriegn aid I thought I should bring this up with you." Steven said taking out his cell phone.

"There is a problem happening in Urkistan at the moment, as you can see the nation is in need of some help." Steven showing J.L. the data on the cell.Urkistan Incident (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=373209)

"So what do you think sir, should we help out this nation, this could gain respect for the SEATO alliance in many ways." as Steven said while closing the cell phone and putting back in his coat pocket.

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OOC: Excuse my absence, I was on a weekend hunting trip... and excuse my present mood, because the only thing I saw the entire day was two raccoons...

IC:

"My Nation's island is located in the Southwestern area of the Pacific Ocean. We take pride in our large navy, and our ability to make great strategical decisions. By the way, if you ever require any kind of rare or precious gem, our island is rich with everything from quartz to tanzanite, sapphires, emeralds, and rubies. The largest diamond ever found in our land was 134 carats rough, and of gem quality." Mooty continued,"We were previously associated with Whittier, and we were a member of The Whittier Pact, but we decided to resign from it. We have been dormant in international politics for the past 4 years. Is there anything else you need to know?"


Mooty listened to the man's story, and commented,"So where an elite group of paramilitary personnel failed, a ragtag group of drunken, raping, thieving privates and the such succeeded? And what are the civilian armament laws in your nation? Why were civilians allowed ownership of heavy arms, such as the RPG-7 you spoke of, especially when the region they lived in was rebelling? If your father sent only a small group of men to fight cities, he obviously hasn't one good tactical advisor in his council."

OOC: I could write more, but I don't feel like going back and reading your post again just so I can judge it further, but you get what I'm saying right? People in this game will ignore you for saying stuff like that... I won't, but some will. The story just doesn't stick together right.

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Jack stood up as his eyes flared at Mooty's comments about his fellow soldiers.

"How dare you insult my fellow soldiers like that! You piece of worthless garbage! Those so-called 'drunkards' and 'thieves' were many things, but they are not they trash you believe they are. Those 250 men were the finest fighters I have ever served with and many are the top leaders of my nation! And if you ever insult my family or father's policies again I will personally over see the operation that will kill you."

At this point Jack's advisor, Henry Rey intervend.

"Now gentlemen, we are no doubt all tired and rather uncomfortable in these formal clothes. Many heated words have been spoken, many of which were harsh. So, for everyones sake, let us calm and act like the proper gentlemen we are. So let us forget this argument and continue to enjoy ourselves, shall we?"

Rey steered Jack to a balcony on the other side of the room.
"Jack, whats gotten into you! I've never seen you explode like that before."

"I'm sorry Henry, I've just been under a lot of stress lately."




ooc: I get what your writing and I understand. My post was kind of light in details. Sorry if this IC part sounds angry, but I'm guessing this is how my character would react. So its noting personal, and I understand what your telling me. Thanks for your suggestions.

ooc2: some points that I found dificult to add into this post and probably should have been in the first post:
1. The gun laws at that time were extremly lax meaning anyone could get what ever they want.
2. The rebels had been planning the opperation and had gotten their hands on a lot of military grade tech through the simpathetic local military commander.
3. The special ops-personel had been sent in for a brief inscurtian, not a long term conflict, so when ambushed they got pinned down a larger force of rebels, and by the time Jacks unit arrived it was to late.

Mooty holstered his two .45 ACP pistols and sat down once again.

"Don't worry, men. It's no biggie." He said, smiling like always.

"You know, Jack, I was in the miltary also. The Marine Corps, to be exact. I served as a scout sniper for seven years, through 3 wars, and then as an interrogator for thirteen years after that. I know what it's like to be in the field. I will excuse your threatening actions and words, because I provoked them. BUT, if that ever happens again, no matter the circumstances, you will be dealt with swiftly and efficiently. I'm sure you understand, it's nothing personal."

OOC: Bah, it's okay. You have to RP what your character would do. I understand. And thanks for the clarification on the arms laws during that time.

I'll have to decline, seeing as theres this thing called a Civil War going on in RB.

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General Stephen Jackson entered the room looking quite flustered and began searching for an open seat as he spoke. "I'm sorry to be so late gentlemen, but it looks like things are going well back home, so now it's time to take a second to relax."

"Oh, it's quite alright, my friend." Mooty told him, shaking his hand,"I'm President Mooty from The Wickit Klownz."

"I'm General Stephen Jackson, General in Ax- oh, I guess I'm not anymore, now am I?" He chuckled. "Minister of Air Force for SEATO." He took a seat next to President Mooty. "Have I missed anything exciting?"

"Well, not as far as I can tell, although Jack Kordo was about to get shot down by me a few seconds back" Mooty said, nodding to Jack, who was over by the balcony,"I told him a few flaws his old man had made judging from a story he told, and he didn't take it as constructive criticism."

After smoking one of his cigars, Jack was feeling calmer and rather foolish for his earlier 'discussion' with Mooty. Jack walked over to Mooty and offered his hand.

"I would like to apologize for my actions early Mr. President. They were unfair and uncalled for. I hope this does not reflect badly our two nations future relationships."


ooc: For future reference(for anyone who might RP with me in the future); Jack is normally not that depressed or angry. That battle really changed Jack's character and is a rather touchy subject for him and his close friends.


ooc2: a kind of of-topic question; anyone interested in RP'ing that campaign/battle with me?

OOC: I would be.

"You did miss the gifts. Most people gave gifts to each others nations."

"Aww, that is a shame." He looked at Jack who had just walked over and extended his hand. "And you must be..."

"You still got the gifts. If Im correct they were given to every member of Seato, not just those who were present. At least mine were."

"Ah, well I'm sure they've received them back home."

"I must thank you all for a wonderful time, but, as I mentioned to J.L on arrival, my attentions have been directed to the Danversian conflict which still requires my attention and possible intervention. It's good to see a representative of Axario here and I would like to re-iterate New Logan's support for your cause in Danversia and you should probably know from my recent intellgiance report, Anapest is on the move again. To where or why I can't tell just yet, but things at the summit are on edge.

Any way, thank you all, especially Roach-Busters for a fine event and I hope to see some of you again soon, as the construction of 'Embassy City' is complete and the brand new $7b International airport is nearly finished."

With that, Sir Nigel turned and made his way slowly out the door. He was hoping the Axario rep. would follow him for a quick update on the summit situation.

General Jackson silently excused himself for a second and followed Sir Nigel out.
"I just wanted to thank you on behalf of my country for all your help."

"You're very welcome General, we do have a problem however. Things have become a little heated at the peace summit and my intelligence indicates that Pesta is going to move against us regardless of the summit results", Sir Nigel wasn't exactly sure how much he should tell this General, but figured if he has been trusted enough to be here to start with, he may as well tell him the whole story.

"We've also intercepted a coded transmission but can't get much from it. It seems to have something to do with both Axario and New Logan as it appears to utilize the initials of both our nations in the transcript. What we don't know is what the initails 'CV' could be used for. A copy of the transmission has already been sent to your people and I'm leaving for home now to try and organise my nation." Sir Nigel was quite worried about the effect this conflict may start to have on his own people and started to realise the stress the other leaders at the summit must be gowing through, "I'm glad I sent Marcus", he thought to himself.

"I have a feeling we're in for a hard time and we may need a more heavily involved SEATO involvement also. I was hoping you could stay here for a bit and drum up some more tangible assistance from the alliance if it's alright with you and your government, maybe even see if you can get some sought of meeting or council arranged, I don't think we have much time if this turns ugly."

With that Sir Nigel shook the Generals hand and said, "I wish you well and concidering the circumstances, try and enjoy yourself for a little bit. I recommend the Champaigne fountain."

He smiled and turned to walk to where he was being called to a brand new jet with the New Logan flag on its side. "I new I should have bought more than a white elephant", he chuckled to himself, it was the first laugh he'd had in weeks.

"Wait."

Chancellor Licinius walked outside and put his hand on Nigel's shoulder. He took off and crunched an electronic bug.

"This is an interesting situation we have not heard of. Please send our government details and we will offer our support as soon as possible."

OOC: TG me summary and link please.

Jackson turned bone white. "CV? The only thing that could stand for is Cobra Virus, but he wouldn't think of releasing Cobra. If he did, the death toll would be staggering. I only hope that's not what was meant by CV."

"Wait."

Chancellor Licinius walked outside and put his hand on Nigel's shoulder. He took off and crunched an electronic bug.

"This is an interesting situation we have not heard of. Please send our government details and we will offer our support as soon as possible."

OOC: TG me summary and link please.

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As Sir Nigel walked up the steps of his new jet he turned to General Jackson and said, "From what I've heard this Pesta fellow is quite a loose cannon, like the rest of his high ranking officials and even his own family. I only hope he's not trigger happy to test out a new toy."

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Thanks, I got it.

"Mmm, quite, although his son Joseph seems to provide some hope if he ever leads the country. He is much calmer, level-headed, and in a lot of ways friendlier than his father. I just worry because Nikolai is going to take over the new country of South Danversia, and Nikolai hates Danversians. We're quite possibly looking at genocide on our hands, but some things can't always be prevented."

"Well, the night seems to be coming to a close. This party seems to have slowed down."

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*leaves*

Im un-taging. If anything happens TG me.