NationStates Jolt Archive

Earlier this month, one of our scout vessels bumped into a large, uninhabitied peace of land. Upon closer inspection, we found it to be suitable for a colony. We spent a few days scanning it with planes and satellites, and have recently sent colinists to the island. We have hereby named this colony "The Island of Lilith."

The Democratic Colonies, as an ally of The Queendom, congratulates The Queendom on the founding of its first colony.

The Democratic Colonies would like to also respectfully inquire if The Queendom requires any assistance in securing its rightful ownership over The Island of Lilith, and offers to establish a naval installation on the island to further the interests of both of our nations. The Colonial Navy would find a base of operations in that region most useful, and the placement of a naval base on The Island of Lilith would allow the Colonies to more effectively assist The Queendom should the need arise in any situation.

- Secretary Stephanie March, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs
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Offer accepted, thank you.

Farmina suffers from severe ideological differences to the Queendom, but find it to be otherwise friendly. We send best wishes congratulations regarding the colony and a bottle of a 1912 River Farmina red wine.

Thomas Goth
Chancellor for Foriegn Affairs

The Colonial Government is pleased that The Queendom has accepted our offer.

Fleet Marshal Jill Pearce (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/09d71381.jpg) will oversee the construction of Base Roxambia, which, when complete, will serve as the Colonial Navy command centre and primary port for the region. With Base Roxambia firmly establishing a Colonial military presence on The Island of Lilith, the Democratic Colonies will be only a call away should The Queendom require assistance.

- Secretary Stephanie March, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs
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((Okay, this is the third "I found an island" thread today. Who cares if you found a pile of dirt? Live there, we don't care. Put it in your factbook. What do you honestly expect us to say? "We'll hold a parade in congradulations of your discovery of this new island!" or "We're gonna nuke you because WE WANT THAT DAMN ISLAND!" Seriously people, IT'S NOT THAT GREAT!))

((Okay, this is the third "I found an island" thread today. Who cares if you found a pile of dirt? Live there, we don't care. Put it in your factbook. What do you honestly expect us to say? "We'll hold a parade in congradulations of your discovery of this new island!" or "We're gonna nuke you because WE WANT THAT DAMN ISLAND!" Seriously people, IT'S NOT THAT GREAT!))


(Honestly, I dont know what I expected. I simply wanted to make it official that this place was mine. And dont ever carry one of your little rants into my threads again, better yet, dont post in my threads PERIOD. I'm sick of all this whining on this forum. Now remove your self from this thread good sir, and dont even bother replying, or I'll report you for spam and or flame bait)

Green Sun hopes that this new colony with thrive and sprout happy little tree-huggers that plant more trees and possibly create a new type of marine tree so they can go into the ocean and hug them. We like hugs.
-President Hobo Bob
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((OOC: Maybe this could be interesting.))

GIIS Headquarters, Generia City, Generia

Jonathan Cac grumbled as he read the report through the haze of cigar smoke that permeated the air of his large thirteenth floor office.

"Fucking lefties are spreading like weeds. Another perfectly good island gone."

He grumbled unintelligibly for several minutes until he glanced up to see someone standing in front of him.

"What the Hell is it!? Can't you see I'm busy?"

"I apologize, Mr. Cac, but I'm here on behalf of Mr. Black."

Cac put his head in his hands and cursed.

"Just what I need..."

The man spoke again.

"As I was saying, Mr. Black sends his regards. He has asked me to relay a message."

"Yeah?"

"As you know, the very existence of Tree Hugging Lesbians as a nation is a threat to Imperial Ideals, and those of our allies. With the Island of Rose closing on the brink of war with Roach-Busters over J.L.’s policies, the Committee is beginning to speculate that a larger war may be brewing.”

“So what? You’re saying we’ve got to worry about fighting lesbians now?”

“Not exactly. Mr. Black sees an opportunity. Undermining the penultimate antithesis of Generian ideology in a rather significant infrastructural effort, in their own eyes at least, could, if done properly, weaken the nation, and thus the ideology.”

“I still don’t see what you expect me to do. The bastards have got all kinds of support from the more ‘progressive’ nations of the world.”

“And thus we must operate, assuming we decide to do so, clandestinely. Honestly, Mr. Cac, you are the official head of GIIS. I’d have thought you’d catch on. Cloak and dagger is the name of your professionally game.”

“Don’t patronize me, you enigmatic bastard. I’m still the one calling the shots around here, not Mr. Black.”

“I respect this, though I do hope you consider Mr. Black’s ideas.”

“Damnit. Alright, you make a lot of sense. I can’t argue with that.”

“We’re only asking for consideration, Mr. Cac. It rests solely in your hands. I’ll leave you to your business. Good day.”

The man turned and walked off through the smoke, out of the door.

“Like hell it’s in my hands.”

Cac, like the rest of the intelligence bureau, had never met, or even seen Mr. Black in person, and yet he had learned to way this man’s ‘executive opinions’ very heavily in his decision making. Like everyone who knew of him, he found the existence of this seemingly omniscient human somewhat unnerving, if not downright frightening.

Cac sighed and grabbed the phone.

“I need General Ilsynij here in twenty minutes.”