NationStates Jolt Archive

Official Public Announcement

The conference between RB and TIOR that will try to solve this conflict and will be hosted in the city of Athens. Each nation involved in this may send there diplomat/national leader and as many bodyguards as you like. But be warned that they won't be permitted in the actual conference room except for the soldiers of the Hellenic Army.

-Emperor Nikolaos Onassis
Athens, Greece

Nations attending:

The Island of Rose
Roach-Busters
The Burnsian Desert

OOC: Just skip all the boring part of your leader/diplomat arriving in my nation.

The Rosian Ambassador cleared his throat. "It's quite simple. We want J.L. to stop committing genocide and to hold an election to see if the people truely love him. Monitored by a neutral nation, of course. We also want J.L. to give a public apology about these actions."

OOC: A'ite.

IC:

"I believe the people have already voiced their approval of J.L.. There's no one left not to."

The Rosian Ambassador sighed. "Then it would be nothing more then a formality, we'd even pay for the election costs."

The Rosian Ambassador cleared his throat. "It's quite simple. We want J.L. to stop committing genocide and to hold an election to see if the people truely love him. Monitored by a neutral nation, of course. We also want J.L. to give a public apology about these actions."

The Generalissimo bit deep into his lip, struggling with every fiber of his being not to burst out laughing. He failed. His booming, crass, guffawing laughter filled the room, as tears ran down his cheeks. His abdomen seared with pain induced by laughing too hard. He began coughing. He plopped to the ground, clutching his abdomen in his hands and kicking and thrashing his legs, screeching uproariously with laughter, sounding like a human hyena.

The soldiers looked down on J.L. and wondered if they should do anything but decided to leave him there.

The Emperor noticed that the conference wasn't going anywhere and decided to speak up.

"Well elections won't prove anything because I doubt my friend here, J.L. will give up his rule. But there is one thing you can do and its what the Rosian said. Stop commiting genocide. I am your ally but I am not a big fan of pointless genocide." Said Nikolaos

The Rosian rolled his eyes. "Generalissimo, what is the problem?"

The soldiers looked down on J.L. and wondered if they should do anything but decided to leave him there.

The Emperor noticed that the conference wasn't going anywhere and decided to speak up.

"Well elections won't prove anything because I doubt my friend here, J.L. will give up his rule. But there is one thing you can do and its what the Rosian said. Stop commiting genocide. I am your ally but I am not a big fan of pointless genocide." Said Nikolaos

"Name one group of people I've committed genocide against, and I'll rest my case," J.L. said brusquely.

"The communists."

The Rosian raised his brow. "The Shoobans, the leftists, those who do not like your rule... etc. etc. And we're not even asking to give Shoobans rights!"

"Shoobans don't count. They are not people," J.L. said.

"The communists."

J.L. shrugged. "So what? They deserve it."

The Rosian looked at J.L. "Sir, you could just monitor the leftists and let it go."

"What have they done to deserve there early deaths? I don't like communists but I dont got around killing random communists on the streets."

"And you killed babies." The Rosian said.

"What have they done to deserve there early deaths? I don't like communists but I dont got around killing random communists on the streets."

"You speak of communicide is a bad thing," J.L. said, with another shrug. "Hey, I'm simply doing the world a favor!"

"And you killed babies." The Rosian said.

"Prove it," J.L. said, with a snotty tone of voice and a resentful scowl on his face. "I did no such thing."

Lady Destra nos Thiendrel stood up, extremely aggitated and replied to RB's brief statement.

"This is exactly what we mean. Who's to say that the libertarians deserved it, or the capitalists deserved it, or even the Pacitalians deserved it. You've committed genocide against the Communists because they were a threat to you and your leadership, when in reality, they haven't done a single thing against you. Any specific event that has happened, according to your news sources was most likely fabricated in order to suit your well-being. Personally, Euroslavia has grown fed up with all of your excuses, as well as your executions of innocent people, and we have decided that it may be time to put an end to it, as well as your 'reign of terror'."

The Lady sat back down, her body shaking, and her lips trembling. She had a fierce temper when there was somebody that she absolutely hated within the same room as her. There's no telling what may ensue...

The Rosian looked at Lady Destra. "Can I have your number later?" He whispered. He then looked at J.L. "Exactly my point. You are paranoid J.L., paranoid. What are you going to do next? Kill anybody who has a small criticism of your rule? Oh wait, you already did that. You're going to kill so many people that you'll have no country left!"

Lady Destra nos Thiendrel stood up, extremely aggitated and replied to RB's brief statement.

"This is exactly what we mean. Who's to say that the libertarians deserved it, or the capitalists deserved it, or even the Pacitalians deserved it. You've committed genocide against the Communists because they were a threat to you and your leadership, when in reality, they haven't done a single thing against you. Any specific event that has happened, according to your news sources was most likely fabricated in order to suit your well-being. Personally, Euroslavia has grown fed up with all of your excuses, as well as your executions of innocent people, and we have decided that it may be time to put an end to it, as well as your 'reign of terror'."

The Lady sat back down, her body shaking, and her lips trembling. She had a fierce temper when there was somebody that she absolutely hated within the same room as her. There's no telling what may ensue...

"My dear lady," J.L. said stiffly, his face devoid of emotion, "never have I afflicted death upon an individual undeserving of it. Communists are tools of Satan, delivered to Earth from the stygian pits of Hell to foment revolution against God and enslave mankind under the iron fist of the Dark Lord himself. I am simply doing my duty as a good Christian in battling the Red menace. Any spawn of Satan deserves the bloodiest of deaths, which I reward them with accordingly. As for a reign of terror, have you even been to Roach-Busters? My people love me!"

The Rosian looked at Lady Destra. "Can I have your number later?" He whispered. He then looked at J.L. "Exactly my point. You are paranoid J.L., paranoid. What are you going to do next? Kill anybody who has a small criticism of your rule? Oh wait, you already did that. You're going to kill so many people that you'll have no country left!"

"I see you have yet to confirm your absurd accusations regarding my purported massacre of infants," J.L., rolling his eyes in annoyance.

The Rosian shrugged. "Okay fine, so maybe you didn't kill babies. Sorry, but you've committed genocide so many times I wouldn't be surprised. Sorry."

OOC: Can I join? I am on Rose's side.

If not, then at least this acts as a TAG

"What J.L. is saying is true. Many Roach-Bustians love his rule. But still if those communists are a threat then maybe you should arrest them and put them in prison for certain amount of period. Its far better then killing them and you don't waste any bullets if you look at it that way."

The Rosian Ambassador looked at Nickolaos. "Agreed."

"I have yet to see your proof that these events have never occurred in your nation, and will stand by the statement that you are one of the worst leaders to have ever come to control on the face of this planet, and we will do all in our power, diplomatically, and even militarily, if it may come to it, to get you out of power.

Even if I were to visit your nation, you would disguise any hints as to what may have actually occurred in your nation, so we do not seek such an invitation. We trust our allies in The Island of Rose, and will continue to do so."


She sat down, and wrote her number (2-447-232-6978) on a small piece of paper and slid it to the representative from the Island of Rose saying, "This is the number to my private household. Use it wisely."

"Lady Destra have a bit of respect here. J.L. is a good leader. He is doing what he thinks is right for his country and people!"

Then Emperor Nikolaos turned to J.L.

"But J.L. what you may think is right is not always the right thing to do."

The Burnsian ambassador snapped back into reality after finishing his free continental breakfast muffin. "And if J.L. thinks that what he's doing is to protect his leadership, then by all means he should be allowed to do it. After all, if he screws his country up, it's his problem."

"Lady Destra have a bit of respect here. J.L. is a good leader. He is doing what he thinks is right for his country and people!"

"Apologies for being so stern, but when it comes to national leaders executing random citizens of their own nation, I cannot have respect for someone of that nature."

Note: Lady Destra has a very short temper with those who disagree with her, but is extremely compassionate to those who have her trust (which are few and far between).

"Apologies for being so stern, but when it comes to national leaders executing random citizens of their own nation, I cannot have respect for someone of that nature."

Note: Lady Destra has a very short temper with those who disagree with her, but is extremely compassionate to those who have her trust (which are few and far between).
"We two have never been on the best of terms but I still have respect for you and for every other person too. So J.L. deserves your respect."

"J.L. is a good leader." said Count JWolf "I would fight by his side any day." Then he looked at J.L. and added "I have seen worst things then what J.L. has done in my life time. And it is a long one, too."

"J.L. is a good leader." said Count JWolf "I would fight by his side any day." Then he looked at J.L. and added "I have seen worst things then what J.L. has don in my life time. And it is a long one, too."

"So you're saying that the Rosians shouldn't have started the war in the first place? Obviously there are bigger fish to fry."

The Burnsian ambassador snapped back into reality after finishing his free continental breakfast muffin. "And if J.L. thinks that what he's doing is to protect his leadership, then by all means he should be allowed to do it. After all, if he screws his country up, it's his problem."

"Here, here!" J.L. said, toasting the ambassador.

The Rosian rolled his eyes. "We've had an insane amount of patience with J.L., do not make us look like the bad guy."

"We two have never been on the best of terms but I still have respect for you and for every other person too. So J.L. deserves your respect."


"Correct sir. I do have a small amount of respect for J.L.; however, you must understand that when it comes to ruling my people, I want what is best for them , and I would like to think that J.L. does as well, but executing members of your nation is not the way to do it. I recommend that a different method of pacifying your own nation be used, one that doesn't involve bloodshed. I certainly hope you understand where I am coming from, sir. I do what is right for the people, through political means, and so far, I have done the best I can at making the citizens of Euroslavia satisfied with my leadership. I am a dictator, as well as J.R., so our nations have similar ways to respond to certain situations. He needs to review what he has done in the past, and make sure that it doesn't happen again, otherwise, he will have a pack of international leaders breathing down his back for any slip he makes."

OOC: I'm just going to jump in...

IC:

The Neonic Diplomat, a young politician wearing his captain's bars, Stood up[ to let his voice be heard:

"What J.L. has done is the work of a heretic. To claim that the innocent people you have killed are the works of Satan is heresy at it's worst. You are worse then any human on the planet. I have more respect for Shoobans.

What we suggest is that J.L. agree to stop the killing of innocent people. Communists are humans with different political views. Yes, their views are dispicable, but they are still human.

Rose has the full backing of Neo Earth. We will follow them to the end."

OOC: I'm just going to jump in...

IC:

The Neonic Diplomat, a young politician wearing his captain's bars, Stood up[ to let his voice be heard:

"What J.L. has done is the work of a heretic. To claim that the innocent people you have killed are the works of Satan is heresy at it's worst. You are worse then any human on the planet. I have more respect for Shoobans.

What we suggest is that J.L. agree to stop the killing of innocent people. Communists are humans with different political views. Yes, their views are dispicable, but they are still human.

Rose has the full backing of Neo Earth. We will follow them to the end."

"'Ey, this is a peace conference, don't start making veiled 'until the end' statements. That's not why we're here."

"So you're saying that the Rosians shouldn't have started the war in the first place? Obviously there are bigger fish to fry."

"Not really." said Count JWolf "I was just saying I have seen worst things in my life time. Nothing J.L. has done, gets to me."

Note: The Count is over 10,000 years old. So, he has seen a lot of thing in his life time.

The Generalissimo yawned. "Well, it seems that war has been averted. So, if nobody objects, I'll be heading home. I have a nation to oppre- er, take of."

The Rosian looked at J.L. "It's over until we all agree on something, stay."

"'Ey, this is a peace conference, don't start making veiled 'until the end' statements. That's not why we're here."

The captain laughed.

"Don't joke with me. This entire conference is a veiled threat. Why are we here? To stop a war from happening? Right. Anything J.L. agrees to he'll disregard as soon as another 'brilliant idea' enters his head. You know it, I know it, he knows it, everyone knows it.

At the very least this will provide Rose and their allies an excuse to go to war when J.L. kills his next batch of commies.

But, we woul dlike to see something accomplished. I will sit and listen to see if this is worth my time."

"Diplomat of Neo Earth please stop making these statements or I can have my soldiers have the end of you earlier. Now back on the topic. I suggest TIOR takes back the declaration of war and J.L. agrees to stop killing communists and enforce a new policy and throw anybody that threatens him into prison. And if both nations want Greece can send in armed forces to keep the peace."

The Rosian looked at the Emperor. "And any other group too. Genocide is to be made illegal against any group, period."

"Diplomat of Neo Earth please stop making these statements or I can have my soldiers have the end of you earlier.

"Touch me and your nation will burn. If you want me to leave, just ask. This meeting almost seems pointless; we are getting nowhere."

"Diplomat of Neo Earth please stop making these statements or I can have my soldiers have the end of you earlier. Now back on the topic. I suggest TIOR takes back the declaration of war and J.L. agrees to stop killing communists and enforce a new policy and throw anybody that threatens him into prison. And if both nations want Greece can send in armed forces to keep the peace."

The ambassador whispered to J.L., "Just look like you're imprisoning them... you can always kill them on the inside. You'll never have to pay for more than one prison."

"Touch me and your nation will burn. If you want me to leave, just ask. This meeting almost seems pointless; we are getting nowhere."
No. I was just merely telling you to stop with your aggressive statements. I was also just offering help to end your life earlier with all this talk of "fighting to the end."

The Rosian looked at the Emperor. "And any other group too. Genocide is to be made illegal against any group, period."

"Unacceptable," J.L. said. "I refuse to accept that. I will commit genocide against whomever I please, wherever I please, whenever I please, for whatever reason pleases me."

The Rosian looked at J.L. "Oh come on! It's simple, it works."

"Yes, the Emperor is right." said Count JWolf "Now, be gentlemen and do it."

"Diplomat of Neo Earth please stop making these statements or I can have my soldiers have the end of you earlier. Now back on the topic. I suggest TIOR takes back the declaration of war and J.L. agrees to stop killing communists and enforce a new policy and throw anybody that threatens him into prison. And if both nations want Greece can send in armed forces to keep the peace."

"Your threats against the representative from Neo Earth suprise me, sir" she responded. "If you continue to use this tone of voice with other nations trying to make a peace proposal, no agreement will come into place. It seems that you forget that we have a border with each other, and any snide remark to those contributing to the peace process doesn't help your case when it comes to the diplomatic relations between our nations."

The diplomat waved his hand.

"Whatever. Can we please get on with this. I'm pretty sure both sides know what is wanted.


I would like to suggest J.L.'s 'imprisoning' be monitored by an international commitee."

"Your threats against the representative from Neo Earth suprise me, sir" she responded. "If you continue to use this tone of voice with other nations trying to make a peace proposal, no agreement will come into place. It seems that you forget that we have a border with each other, and any snide remark to those contributing to the peace process doesn't help your case when it comes to the diplomatic relations between our nations."
"I was just telling him to stop with "fighting to the end" remarks as it does not help. And my tone is not threatening. I know we have a border and I know that I can probably lose against you in any kind of war but do you really need to remind me that?"

The Rosian looked at J.L. "Oh come on! It's simple, it works."

"How would I deter dissent, then, pray tell?" J.L. bellowed, with ill-concealed impatience.

The diplomat waved his hand.

"Whatever. Can we please get on with this. I'm pretty sure both sides know what is wanted.


I would like to suggest J.L.'s 'imprisoning' be monitored by an international commitee."
"I can always have my soldiers monitor the prisons and make sure nobody gets killed."

The diplomat waved his hand.

"Whatever. Can we please get on with this. I'm pretty sure both sides know what is wanted.


I would like to suggest J.L.'s 'imprisoning' be monitored by an international commitee."

"I shan't permit the presence of a bunch of nosy foreign barbarians on my sacred soil," J.L. said. "Other than citizens and civilians of my allies- and tourists, of course- I detest the intrusion upon my land of foreigners."

"How would I deter dissent, then, pray tell?" J.L. bellowed, with ill-concealed impatience.

"Well that's simple; through political concessions, rather than slaughter. Being the ruler of a diverse nation requires you to make compromises with each political entity in order to stay in power. There needs to be a line of trust between you and all of your people."

"How would I deter dissent, then, pray tell?" J.L. bellowed, with ill-concealed impatience.

The Rosian cleared his throat. "Track their computers, secret police. Propaganda. And if anybody plans to revolt, imprison them, and treat them good no death camps and the like."

"I can always have my soldiers monitor the prisons and make sure nobody gets killed."

The Burnsian diplomat was annoyed. Were they listening to him? "I highly doubt J.L. would go back on his word like that, despite earlier incidents, he is a man of great fortitude. You know what? This whole thing is silly. All the nations here are ganging up on J.L. and his nation, who only want to live the lives they are accustomed to."

The Rosian cleared his throat. "Track their computers, secret police. Propaganda. And if anybody plans to revolt, imprison them, and treat them good no death camps and the like."

"That's all well and good, but eliminating the death penalty for dissent would encourage more cretins to revolt against my just and popular rule," J.L. said.

"Well that's simple; through political concessions, rather than slaughter. Being the ruler of a diverse nation requires you to make compromises with each political entity in order to stay in power. There needs to be a line of trust between you and all of your people."

"Jesus-please us," J.L. muttered. "You have been infected with noxious democratic thinking, as well?"

"I can always have my soldiers monitor the prisons and make sure nobody gets killed."

"I could, too." said the Count "I could put the best men on the job."

The Burnsian diplomat was annoyed. Were they listening to him? "I highly doubt J.L. would go back on his word like that, despite earlier incidents, he is a man of great fortitude. You know what? This whole thing is silly. All the nations here are ganging up on J.L. and his nation, who only want to live the lives they are accustomed to."
"I am not ganging up on J.L. He is a good friend of mine. I am just telling him he needs to stop his genocide for the good of himself and his people."

"That's all well and good, but eliminating the death penalty for dissent would encourage more cretins to revolt against my just and popular rule," J.L. said.

"Pssh." The Rosian said. "We have the death penalty for everything, we're just saying not to commit kill people because of different views. Killing traitors are okay, of course."

"Pssh." The Rosian said. "We have the death penalty for everything, we're just saying not to commit kill people because of different views. Killing traitors are okay, of course."

"Please, show some consistency, man!" J.L. bellowed. "In one breath, you discourage the killing of those with different views, and in the next breath, you approve putting traitors to death. Traitors and those who hold different views are the same...goddamn...thing!" he shouted, pounding the table for emphasis.

"You are correct, J.L." said the Count "They are the same damn thing."

"Please, show some consistency, man!" J.L. bellowed. "In one breath, you discourage the killing of those with different views, and in the next breath, you approve putting traitors to death. Traitors and those who hold different views are the same...goddamn...thing!" he shouted, pounding the table for emphasis.

The Rosian was taken aback. "Traitors are those who actually attempted to go against their home country, not those who hate their home country."

"You are correct, J.L." said the Count "They are the same damn thing."

"Exactly!" J.L. said, shoving a four-month-old Shooban over to the Count. "Here, fresh blood for you."

Once more, the captain laughed.

"They are not the same thing. People with different views simply see the world differently and have their own beliefs on how the goverment should work. Traitors are people that are dilibertly trying to overthrow or damage your goverment.

Get yourself a dictionary, boy. Maybe you'll actually learn something."

"Exactly!" J.L. said, shoving a four-month-old Shooban over to the Count. "Here, fresh blood for you."

Pushing the baby Shooban back to J.L. “Don’t have a taste for Shooban blood, J.L.”

The Rosian was taken aback. "Traitors are those who actually attempted to go against their home country, not those who hate their home country."

The Generalissimo rolled his eyes. (http://www.geocities.com/mr_whud/eyeroll.JPG) "I repeat, they are the same fucking thing," he said.

Pushing the baby Shooban back to J.L. “Don’t have a taste for Shooban blood, J.L.”

J.L. shrugged. "Very well, then." He smashed his fist into the baby Shooban's face, fracturing its skull and rupturing its forehead, etching a huge, dented crevice from which oozed fractured bone tissue and blood. The infant was dead instantly. J.L. laughed.

The Rosian sighed. "Are you willing to cooporate or not? If not, we are leaving."

"You are correct, J.L." said the Count "They are the same damn thing."

Lady Destra nos Thiendrel looked over at the representative from The Transylvania and rolled her eyes.

"How sad. Both of you really have no idea what you've just said. If what you've stated is correct, then practically the entirety of both of your own nations should be executed. All humans have specific topics that they will disagree about even with their own best friends. When it comes down to specifics, all of your own people, J.L., will believe in one specific controversial topic that you don't necessarily agree with. It's really pathetic when you claim such an iron fist dictatorship over your own people. I sympathize with them, and have lost all respect for you as a leader. At this point, all of your citizens should have been executed, leaving you with no nation to govern."

She gave both J.L. and the Count from The Transylvania a stern look.

"Oh, please note the extreme sarcasm in my last statement, in case you didn't quite catch that."

The Rosian sighed. "Are you willing to cooporate or not? If not, we are leaving."

"How am I not cooperating?" J.L. asked, exasperated. "We're discussing this non-violently, are we not?"

The Rosian cleared his throat. "You are insulting us, you killed a Shooban baby in front of us, you took the Lord's name in vain, you have not considered any other alternatives, and you have not suggested anything to the table. That's how."

The Rosian cleared his throat. "You are insulting us, you killed a Shooban baby in front of us, you took the Lord's name in vain, you have not considered any other alternatives, and you have not suggested anything to the table. That's how."

While twisting the dead baby's arms backwards- making an ear-splitting, sickening crrrrracckkk sound- J.L. shrugged. "So you say."

The Rosian cringed. "Just say you want to go to war with us."

"How am I not cooperating?" J.L. asked, exasperated. "We're discussing this non-violently, are we not?"

"I see no peace proposal coming from this meeting; seeing as J.L. will not cooperate with anything that we have said. It's time for me to take my leave."

She looked back at the leader of Roach-Busters, and issued a stern warning.

"You'd better watch yourself and your precious nation. Things may happen that you do not agree with. Remember, you did this to yourself."

"I see no peace proposal coming from this meeting; seeing as J.L. will not cooperate with anything that we have said. It's time for me to take my leave."

She looked back at the leader of Roach-Busters, and issued a stern warning.

"You'd better watch yourself and your precious nation. Things may happen that you do not agree with. Remember, you did this to yourself."

"Remember, you did this to yourself," he echoed, in a whiny, sarcastic falsetto, and rolled his eyes again. "You pose even less threat to me than this dead Shooban here!"

The Rosian cringed. "Just say you want to go to war with us."

"I don't, though," J.L. said. "It would be a waste of bullets. Bullets aren't free, you know."

"What I tell you. This entire conference was a veiled threat. Pointless. Now, i'm taking my leave.

Rose, please send President Harc a telegram telling him what this meeting 'settled'."

With that, the Neonic diplomat left the room.

"If war is the only answer then so be it. I will not take part in this useless and pointless slaughter. And goodbye Lady Destra and have a safe trip back to Euroslavia. I will make sure the Hellenic Army ensures a safe passage for you because we don't want now some Albanian terrorist shooting down your plane."

The Rosian snapped. "Then accept the blasted terms and/or propose your own, behave like a Head of State should in a diplomatic meeting! I haven't had it this bad since I had to visit the Station!"

The Rosian snapped. "Then accept the blasted terms and/or propose your own, behave like a Head of State should in a diplomatic meeting! I haven't had it this bad since I had to visit the Station!"

"The only terms I accept are the ones I dictate myself, pinko," J.L. said. He gently set the dead Shooban on the ground, lifted his foot, and stomped down hard, crushing its decrepit, scrawny neck and decapitating it. He threw the head at the Rosian.

The Rosian Ambassador avoided the head throw. "Then consider yourself at war with the Imperial Commonwealth." And so, he left.

The Rosian Ambassador avoided the head throw. "Then consider yourself at war with the Imperial Commonwealth." And so, he left.

"I think not!" J.L. shouted.

The Rosian Ambassador turned around. "Then offer your terms."

The Rosian Ambassador turned around. "Then offer your terms."

"How about this: I leave your nation alone, you leave mine alone. Sound good?" J.L. said.

The Rosian Ambassador sighed. "I will only accept if I have your promise that you stop committing genocide. And I want that promise on paper."

Lady Destra nos Thiendrel looked over at the representative from The Transylvania and rolled her eyes.

"How sad. Both of you really have no idea what you've just said. If what you've stated is correct, then practically the entirety of both of your own nations should be executed. All humans have specific topics that they will disagree about even with their own best friends. When it comes down to specifics, all of your own people, J.L., will believe in one specific controversial topic that you don't necessarily agree with. It's really pathetic when you claim such an iron fist dictatorship over your own people. I sympathize with them, and have lost all respect for you as a leader. At this point, all of your citizens should have been executed, leaving you with no nation to govern."

She gave both J.L. and the Count from The Transylvania a stern look.

"Oh, please note the extreme sarcasm in my last statement, in case you didn't quite catch that."

"I will tell you something, Miss." said Count JWolf "My people fear me and love me at the same time. They will not try and cross me."

The Rosian Ambassador sighed. "I will only accept if I have your promise that you stop committing genocide. And I want that promise on paper."

J.L. grinned, took out a sheet of paper, and wrote his signature.

Secret IC

Unbeknownst to the others, he had his fingers crossed behind his back while he signed it.

"If war is the only answer then so be it. I will not take part in this useless and pointless slaughter. And goodbye Lady Destra and have a safe trip back to Euroslavia. I will make sure the Hellenic Army ensures a safe passage for you because we don't want now some Albanian terrorist shooting down your plane."

Lady Destra looked back at the representative from Nikolaos the Great, with a quick glance.

"Personally, I'm unsure as to what your position is. Was your response to me in a serious manner, or a thinly veiled threat. Mind you, I don't take well to threats..."

The Rosian Ambassador rolled his eyes, picked up the paper, and ripped it. "Nice try J.L. Next time don't grin. Isn't Jesus your idol? Really, how sad."

The Rosian Ambassador rolled his eyes, picked up the paper, and ripped it. "Nice try J.L. Next time don't grin. Isn't Jesus your idol? Really, how sad."

"I grinned merely because I was elated at the prospect of establishing peace," J.L. said. Then, he took out a second sheet of paper, wrote down an empty promise not to commit genocide, and signed his name, while secretly crossing his fingers with the other hand. His expression was solemn this time.

"I will tell you something, Miss." said Count JWolf "My people fear me and love me at the same time. They will not try and cross me."

"Well.. seeing as if they were to oppose you, they would be killed anyways. I certainly wouldn't want to lose my life either. Consider your nation under the watch of our intelligence officers, as well as myself. Just as much as one slip... and I will be breathing down your back, so to speak."

"Well.. seeing as if they were to oppose you, they would be killed anyways. I certainly wouldn't want to lose my life either. Consider your nation under the watch of our intelligence officers, as well as myself. Just as much as one slip... and I will be breathing down your back, so to speak."

J.L. calmly walked over, and said through gritted teeth, "Back off."

"I grinned merely because I was elated at the prospect of establishing peace," J.L. said. Then, he took out a second sheet of paper, wrote down an empty promise not to commit genocide, and signed his name, while secretly crossing his fingers with the other hand. His expression was solemn this time.

The Rosian Ambassador mumbled as he signed. "You are lieing, I know it. But I have a wife to go to..." He mumbled to himself.

Lady Destra looked back at the representative from Nikolaos the Great, with a quick glance.

"Personally, I'm unsure as to what your position is. Was your response to me in a serious manner, or a thinly veiled threat. Mind you, I don't take well to threats..."
"Why is it whenever I say something everybody is takes it as a threat?! It’s a proven fact that there are terrorist running freely in the province of Albania shooting down planes. I almost lost one of my best Generals in an attack!"

"Well.. seeing as if they were to oppose you, they would be killed anyways. I certainly wouldn't want to lose my life either. Consider your nation under the watch of our intelligence officers, as well as myself. Just as much as one slip... and I will be breathing down your back, so to speak."

"Miss, you don't know me." said the Count "And that one slip threat is bullshit. I'm a manic, miss, but I'm not going to kill people for the fun of it." Then with an evil grin on his face, he added "And one more thing, don't threat an 10,000 year old vampire, if you want to live a long life. That was a warning."

The Rosian Ambassador mumbled as he signed. "You are lieing, I know it. But I have a wife to go to..." He mumbled to himself.

"What, me? Lie?" J.L. said, chuckling good-naturedly.

OOC: Ignored RB. I don't particularly agree with any national leader putting their hand on any other one (because no harm will come to my leader unless mutually agreed upon), as well as throwing the dead babies arm at my leader.

OOC: Ignored RB. I don't particularly agree with any national leader putting their hand on any other one (because no harm will come to my leader unless mutually agreed upon), as well as throwing the dead babies arm at my leader.

(OOC: I'll edit the posts.)

The Rosian sighed and left the room.

(Tis done x.x)

The Parthian Ambassador, Interior Minister Lord Sassan Savadkouhi looked out from his quiet thoughts before speaking, "Perhaps, you Rosians can make yourselves useful and allow JL to exile those who disagree to your nation? If not, I guess he could enslave them and sell them to me as agricultural workers."

"Why is it whenever I say something everybody is takes it as a threat?! It’s a proven fact that there are terrorist running freely in the province of Albania shooting down planes. I almost lost one of my best Generals in an attack!"

"Apologies for the misunderstanding sir. We haven't had the best history together, as you already know. I thank you for your concern for my well-being."


"Miss, you don't know me." said the Count "And that one slip threat is bullshit. I'm a manic, miss, but I'm not going to kill people for the fun of it." Then with an evil grin on his face, he added "And one more thing, don't threat an 10,000 year old vampire, if you want to live a long life. That was a warning."


"Spare me your empty threats, Count. They mean nothing to me."

Lady Destra nos Thiendrel looked at everyone, shook her head, and walked out of the meeting.

"She called my threats empty." said Count JWolf before starting to laugh. "J.L., this was fun."

OOC: Rose, Tgrams.

((OOC: I'm going to jump in, even if this is drawing to a close.))

It was easy to overlook the Imperial Generian represenative who had remained wordless and relatively motionless for the past few hours, casually smoking a long cigar. Though he may have seemed detached with his eyes gazing off into space and his head turned towards the floor, he had been listening intently to every word that was spoken. As the Lady Destra and the Rosian ambassador stood and exited the room, the man seemed to wake from his coma, getting to his feet, and walking slowly over to the Generallisimo. He spoke in hushed tones.

“Emperor Antonius sends his regards, your grace. He hopes you had not thought the Empire loathe to pick up your defense, despite our lack of overt action. The Emperor has watched for some time now this situation, and while he may be somewhat reluctant to pick up the hammer against the Rosians, as they were partly responsible for his return to power, he sees now that the lines have been redrawn, and now Generia must pick a side. The Empire and her lord stand with you, and the armies of Generia mobilize for war as we speak. When blow comes to blow, the old alliance shall not falter. Godspeed, Generalissimo.”

The man turned and walked slowly out of the room.

OOC:Summary?

OOC:Summary?

(OOC: I killed a bunch of antigovernment rioters, TIOR threatened war, Nikolaos the Great offered to bring us together for peace talks.)

OOC:Would TIOR need to be killed now?

Like the inperial generalian envoy, the Celackian diplomat was not noticed, as he sat in the corner taking notes to send to the PM later. He was forbidden to speak, for Celack had not officially taken a stance, but now that the talks were over he decided to make a move.

"Generalissimo J.L. I find you to be a pathetic, worthless, piece of shit masquerading as a human being. You claim to be a Christian and that you are following his teachings by killing hippies. I have a newsflash for you. HE WAS A HIPPIE!

Let's see, he was homeless, had long hair and a beard, went around his country spreading the message of peace and love, he was considered trouble by the authourities, he wanted to change the world, and he lived in a commune. He is the mother of all hippies.

hell Jesus was sorta communistic as well. He preached that everyone was equal, like communists. He hated the monetary system as evidenced by his hatred of tax collecters and rich people. He was much closer to being a communist than a capitalist.

Also J.L. what happened to the 6th commandment. You know, Thou Shalt Not Kill? You have seemed to ignored it.

In fact J.L You claim that the communists in your country are satanic, when it is you yourself who is satanic. You a hypocritical son of a bitch, who never should have aquired even a small amount of fucking power, much less the control of an entire nation. the only reason the people of RB claim to love you so much is the fact that they are afraid that you will commit genocide against them, you sick motherfucker. I hope you rot in hell, where you belong, next to your master satan."

And with that the envoy left the room, a smile on his face for saying what was on his mind. In all likelyhood he would be fired for saying that, but it was well worth it.

"That last man was an idiot." said Count JWolf. “Jesus Christ was not a hippie, he was true leader of his people. I saw him a couple of times, too. Nice man.”