Joesia
22-11-2004, 08:00
The Supreme Overlord sat her desk, reading over the Cheshire cat Protection Act, a bored expression on her face. One of the large oak doors leading into her chamber opened slightly, and the head of a young man with white hair and bright blue eyes poked in.
"My Lady.... so sorry to have disturbed you, but -"
The dictator looked up from her papers and smirked. "I was disturbed long before your interruption, Master Lazarus. It's called dementia. What is it you want?" Cold brown eyes which seemed to be teeming with impatience peered into Lazarus Crowley, her most trusted advisor.
"Well... you see... As Officer of Foreign Relations, I must say that I find it odd how we only have a pair of alliances... shouldn't we have more?"
The Overlord rolled her eyes impatiently. It wasn't her fault that the Joesian empire had almost no allies; it was just that most others did not share her views. And those that did... either had no interest in her nation's possibilities, or were afraid of the helter-skelter way she ran her nation.
She leafed through drawers for a fresh piece of parchment, and took a red pen from a small jar. After a few moments of writing, she flung the paper at Crowley, simply stating, "Here. Send this invitation to... well, anyone."
Crowley looked down at the paper. It proclaimed:
JOESIA LOOKING FOR ALLIANCES.
All interested nations which meet/accept the following requirements will be taken into consideration, and most likely accepted:
1. The death of the most sacred Cheshire cat is completely forbidden (unless by natural causes) in our country.
2. Religion is not a key factor in my government's decisions.
3. Our people have many civil freedoms, including (but not limited to) same-sex marriage, cannibalism, and interspecies relationships.
4. As an ally, I realise that I must have some common interest or goal with Joesia.
5. We recognise rock music as political philosophy, a beneficial factor in society, and something that can't die (among other things).
We await your application. Sushi would be sent to allied countries/nations if I had the means of transportation.
Thankee-sai very muchly,
TSO of Joesia.
"My Lady.... so sorry to have disturbed you, but -"
The dictator looked up from her papers and smirked. "I was disturbed long before your interruption, Master Lazarus. It's called dementia. What is it you want?" Cold brown eyes which seemed to be teeming with impatience peered into Lazarus Crowley, her most trusted advisor.
"Well... you see... As Officer of Foreign Relations, I must say that I find it odd how we only have a pair of alliances... shouldn't we have more?"
The Overlord rolled her eyes impatiently. It wasn't her fault that the Joesian empire had almost no allies; it was just that most others did not share her views. And those that did... either had no interest in her nation's possibilities, or were afraid of the helter-skelter way she ran her nation.
She leafed through drawers for a fresh piece of parchment, and took a red pen from a small jar. After a few moments of writing, she flung the paper at Crowley, simply stating, "Here. Send this invitation to... well, anyone."
Crowley looked down at the paper. It proclaimed:
JOESIA LOOKING FOR ALLIANCES.
All interested nations which meet/accept the following requirements will be taken into consideration, and most likely accepted:
1. The death of the most sacred Cheshire cat is completely forbidden (unless by natural causes) in our country.
2. Religion is not a key factor in my government's decisions.
3. Our people have many civil freedoms, including (but not limited to) same-sex marriage, cannibalism, and interspecies relationships.
4. As an ally, I realise that I must have some common interest or goal with Joesia.
5. We recognise rock music as political philosophy, a beneficial factor in society, and something that can't die (among other things).
We await your application. Sushi would be sent to allied countries/nations if I had the means of transportation.
Thankee-sai very muchly,
TSO of Joesia.