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As further hostility has occured on several occasions by The British Warriors to the Holy Empire of Nueve Italia and its allies, we feel it is necessary to make this rogue state come to its senses.

The nation of Nueve Italia and its allies do not want a war, as the loss of life is not something to be taken lightly, however, if these acts of aggression continue, we will be left no choice but to ensure that our people are not threatened and are secure by any means necessary.

The Ultimatum to the British Warriors is as follows:

1.) All acts of aggression towards the nation of Nueve Italia or any of its allies will cease immediately

2.) If these hostillities continue, we feel that the only way to end them is by a show of force, and we will not hesitate to attack if our people still feel threatened

3.) The British Warriors will also acknowledge any wishes of the allies of Nueve Italia

If this issue is not addressed, we will take it as The British Warriors does not seek peace, and we will commence an attack on their land for insulting and intimidating our people and our allies.

We ask of The British Warriors to concede to our requests, for they are not demanding at all, and as I have stated before, we do not want war, but to protect our lands from these acts of aggression, we will fight.

Guisseppe Torrine
Minister of Foriegn and Internal Affairs

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OOC: What an excellent use of your first post. Something completely meaningless... you won't last long, spamming threads.

Having recently taken part in the quelling of an internal conflict within Nueve Italia, the Commonwealth will be watching this situation with a curious eye.

Carl TAGgert
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

Emporer Angelus read the ultimatum that was held in his hand. He than wrote,

" The British Warriors have continuously insulted my allies and myself. I will hold off my attack until I hear what British Warriors has to say. If they sign the ultimatum than Utopria will not attack."

"God help them"

The Revised British Empire will not allow a military transgression to go ahead upon Kinsmen, no matter how distant. His Majesty King George, would like to receive proof of these hostile acts, and aggression that you so claim to have suffered upon.

Realising that British Warriors may be found guilty of such crimes, His Majesty offers assistance if your claim is justified, though if not, we will defend the nation with our Imperial might.

Though I do not know the circumstances of this quarrel, I will offer Malkyer's services as a neutral state in which negociations may take place. In the event of war, I will open my borders to refugees from all combatant nations.

Dittatore Cristo looks out ontop the sunset and reads the telegram. He says:

"Our Paisano Nueve Italia is in need of assistance call in Gen. Franco Cefalu".

"Yes sir"

"Keep the Torre Soldati on ready in case of attack"

"yes sir !"

"Oh and Franco get me a coke".

Although we have fought on opposite sides of previous conflicts, the Confederacy of Lachenburg has relized your nation's worth feels that it should support your cause.

If war breaks out between the two parties of Nueve Italia and The British Warriors, we shall guarentee the sending of medical, finanical and possibly even military aid to the forces of Nueve Italia and her allies.

Although our relations may have a checkered past, I hope that we can work togehter to build a brighter, more promising future.

Maximilian Von Hinterguard
Direktor of Foriegn Affairs
Confederacy of Lachenburg

Nueve Italia has The Federation of Althis' full support.

His Majesty King George the fourth has become most displeased regarding the apparent lack of respect shown towards him and his nation. His Eminence, would once again like to stress to all nations considering offensive action, that if no evidence is displayed, military action will be sanctioned forth with.

Though no military units have been activated and prepared, the Empire would like to stress to all participating nations, that if NO proof of The British Warriors transgressions is displayed, then a war of fury will fall upon you all.

The British Empire is not proud of inventing terrors of war such as concentration camps, however the military finds that they can come in handy, even in today’s political climate.

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King George
Emperor of the British Empire
Defender of the Faith

"He WHAT??" screamed Dictator Tarr in his studies. "Concentration camps?? In this day and age? I can't believe it! All we have been doing is asking The British Warriors if they would be so kind as to not threaten Nueve Italia! If they didn't then, technically, they've stopped, and we wouldn't be in this mess! All we ask is that they stop. I do not wish to engage in war, but if we must, we must." The Dictator storms out of his study with "How to Win a War" in his hands.

His Majesty was finishing a trifle when he was interrupted by a large knock on the door. It was his aide Mavil, who scurried in. “Well what news do you have for me today Mavil? I do hope its good news, I’ve had a bad enough day as it is.” His Majesty pondered out the window, where his cooks swung by their necks from a rope. “This trifle is awful Mavil, here taste it.”

Lifting his hands Mavil shook his head. “I would rather not Majesty, such foods are not fit for the likes of me.” Thinking his self-degradation would allow him to escape the tasting exercise, his Majesty would prove him gravely mistaken.

“Usually, I would agree Mavil. However this is not of a high quality, so I suppose your taste buds will be bale to appreciate it more than my refined senses. Here, try some.” Mavil lifted the spoon from the bowl, picking what appeared to be the most savoury piece of the meal he quickly swallowed the morsel. “So, how does it taste, Mail?”

“I believe it suits my tastes perfectly Majesty, perhaps your cooks should not have been employed in the palace at all, merely a Tavern.”

“Perhaps… Well if you enjoy the trifle, it would be unfair of me to let it go to waste while you are standing here hungry, here take it Mavil, you may finish it off for me, you know how I hate waste now.” His Majesty pushed the bowl across his table, waiting for his aides acceptance. “Before you start gorging Mavil, tell me, what is happening regarding British Warriors?”

Sighing with relief, Mavil had escaped the deseart-based punishment of his Liege. “Well Majesty, it appears with no official diplomatic announcement from The British Warriors, and neither side apparently backing down, that we may have to act. We have of yet received no reply to our questions, so I think its safe to assume that this attack is unjustified.”

“Agreed Mavil, it seems your political astuteness is growing. If only you were born of a higher class…. Then you could become more than you are. Ahh well, I shall attempt to make your life easier Mavil, now draft a threatening letter of the military kind to all nations concerned. The Red Coats are hungry for action, it is about time we put our over zealous military to use.”

“How many men do you wish me to activate Majesty?”

“None yet Mavil, but draft the orders anyway, about twelve million men should be recalled. About half of our current military in Europe. Be sure to make the possibility of activation very public, we want to scare our enemies now.”

“If that is all Majesty, I will take my leave.”

“Before you go Mavil, the trifle…..”

"12 million... what have we done to deserve this?" asked dictator Tarr wierily in his chair at home after hearing the news. "We must still try to negotiate. Send word to all our allies. Inform them of what has happened. I won't settle on war just yet..."

Damian picked up his phone and spoke to his fellow allies. You who have signed the peace treaty by all means you know i should jin. But at my current state of action i can not. I will stay nuetral. (D) Damian looked out his window. I can not have my men die for no reson. He lifted the phone and spoke again. I will aid you if needed but if not im out.
Damian hung up the phone and looked to dimitry. Get the nation of Bob-Bob on the phone i need to speak with there leader.

OOC:For the time being I have been away from my computer.

IC: Emporer Angelus stood in house. He was angry.

" How is this ? What does Bob-Bob think hes is doing ? From the way he speaks, it seems that he isnt even allies with the British Warriors ! He demands proof ? Who is he to ask for proof when does not even know the situation at hand ?"

He sat down at his desk and began writing.

" To the nation of Bob-Bob. The Free Land of Utopria does not want war. If it is proof you want than speak to Nueve Italia. They have all the proof you need. He was the first one to be annoyed by the British Warriors."

To: The Nation of Bob-Bob
From: The Nation of Nueve Italia
Re: Negotiations

Your Majesty, we of Nueve Italia do not seek war with your nation. We only intended peace by this, and never dreamed that this would evolve into a conflict. We merely asked of The British Warriors to stop harrassing our people and our allies. Of course, if we were still receiving threats, we would silence them. Here is a piece of the proof you have asked for.

The Armed Republic of The British Warriors
Received: 7 days ago- You are Scum

(The first interaction we've had with this nation, completely uncalled for)

The Armed Republic of The British Warriors
Received: 7 days ago- You killed one of our allies, you italian filth

(I did nothing of the sort. His nation was somehow deleted, and he blamed me. I asked of him to stop)

The Armed Republic of The British Warriors
Received: 7 days ago- We will destroy you

(It has continued on to this day. We are going to defend our land, no matter what.)


There is part of your proof, Your Majesty. We ask of you, please lay down your arms, we want no conflict from this. We only desire the safety of our people.

His Majesty King George thanks the nation of Nueve Italia and her allies for being so understanding in this matter. There were a few concerns with His Majesty though those have now been rectified. As a result, of the commendable diplomatic stance from Nueve Italia and her allies, the British Empire would like to offer her hand of friendship. His Majesty hopes that more diplomatic communications may transpire between the said nations, in hope of a brighter future.

Regarding British Warriors, the nation is no longer in His Majesties mind, however King George would like to offer an embassy exchange between the Empire and any nations interested as an act of good faith.

OOC: You just got an offer of alliance and friendship for showing commendable RP skills and Diplomatic ingenuity for nations so young.

OOC: Thank you for the compliment :)

IC: Guisseppe Torrine, Minister of Foriegn and Internal Affairs in the fast-growing Empire of Nueve Italia, approached Emperor Giovanni Gori as he stood behind his oak desk, gazing at the city below him. Hearing footsteps, the Emperor turned to see his trusted friend approaching him carrying a folded piece of paper.

" Sire, this just in from the British Empire, I think you should look it over."

Fearing what might be enclosed in the seemingly innocent white slip, Giovanni Dominicio Gori unfolded the note and began to read. A sigh of relief escaped him as he saw that this was an offer of peace, and not a war he might have on his hands.

" Grazie, Dio . Guisseppe, you may have your leave, send this message to King George IV from us here at Nueve Italia," he began to scribble a quick note on a piece of scrap paper, "and tell him that we accept his offer to establish and Embassy in his nation, and that he is free to build one here, in Cítta diCielo ."

" Right away Gio."

Guisseppe turned and travelled back to the Command Room of the Palace, and within seconds, a telegram was being wired to the British Empire.


To: King George IV
From: Emperor Giovanni Gori
Re: Alliance

We of Nueve Italia are most glad that we could come to peaceful terms with your great nation, and are willing to accept your offer of an alliance and to establish an embassy in your prosperous Empire. On the same subject, we grant you permission to create an embassy in our own Empire, in the capital city of Cíitta diCielo . Once again, we are most joyous that we have come to a reasonable understanding, and are glad to have the British Empire as an ally.

End Message

The nest day, Althis newspapers were filled: "We celebrate the alliance with the great nation: Bob-bob! Also, we have given our concent to build an embassy in our country, in exchange for an embassy in theirs. This is a glorious day. I, Dictator Tarr, personally thank each of my advisors on helping me with this conflict."

The Free Land of Utopria is relieved to find that the situation was dealt with politically and without bloodshed. We are most honored by your offer of an alliance and would like to accept. We would be more than happy to establish an embassy in your Empire. We also grant you permission to create an embassy in our own Empire.