NationStates Jolt Archive

Vi Vaclavious appears on TV screen with the Zactarn Prime Military Flag and National Flag behind her. "I invite all leaders and reps and such to a dinner and a movie party at the tower. Food may be brought. Movies may also be brought. Pets are allowed. That includes Dragons,Cerberuses,Unicorns,Gryphons,Minotaurs,Slaves,Digs,Cats,Birds,Pig-belly Tarantula's, and any other animal. Just keep them off the table and make sure they are well behaved. Meaning they won't fight with others. Everyone is invited." the screen goes black and the National Flag is shown for about 3 minutes and then the message is over.


National Flag- http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a365/333334/Flag.jpg
Military Flag- http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a...ilitaryFlag.jpg
Vi Vaclavious- http://gwiezdne-wojny.pl/grafika/fa...yo/sithlady.jpg

"Bartender has anyone arrived?"

"No miss Vaclavious no one hasn arrived."

"Bartender?"

"Still no one."

"Is anyone here yet?"

"no miss I am sorry."

(ooc: mind if i pop in?)
Around the said location the galaxy class star ship USS gorge town was orbiting.

Rob and 2 security officers witch were side buy side walked on to the glassy transporter pad witch was glowing white and blue well lighten, a few seconds passed. Until they completely disappeared in a flash of blue particle stream An instant later they appeared at the strange location. Rob a 17 year old young man brown skin, black hair brown eyes, his skin was rather smooth he looked around rising a brow

The 3 men were instantly surrounded by guards.

"Nothing personal standard procedure." one man said

"Why are you here we will escort you?" another asked

Rob spoke up blinking “ehh.. well we got an invitation I’m the leader of the united federation of planets, has the gathering been cancelled?”

"No it hasen't we have had recent terrorist attacks and are on the brink of a war. We are just checking to make sure everything is all right. Do you want us to escort you?"

Rob responded saying “since we don’t know were the place is, it would be nice to have an escort”

The 2 officers stood looking around behind rob

Space is a vast place, mostly empty and full of small bits of dust floating off either towards a black hole or away from a star. Really anything of intrest was either near a black hole or near a star. Which explains why 99.9 percent of all space going creatures tended to be found near stars.

Of course why one particular species of space going sentient was near a particular star at any given time tended to have no real answer apparently. It seemed to have as much rhyme or reason as "Why the Chicken Crossed The Road."

Or in this case why a Nathar Class Battlecruiser was near the system when Zactarn Prime suddenly announced a party. It did seem a bit strange to Narlord Pak'tre of House Bertru, but then the Terran Disporia was quite intriguing at times.

<Inform these Terrans that we will dine with them this evening. And will be arriving shortly>


Zactarn Prime
Narlord Pak'tre of House Bertru will accept your offer of hospitality this evening. She will be accompanied by Utral Kendra of House Bertru. We have been informed that we have several of your video entertainments from several nations of Terra as well as some visual records of the great plays of Herran.

The Narlord will be arriving by shuttlecraft.
-May your House be Blessed

They all borded a Low Flying prototype TIE Transport and flew to the castle. They landed and were escorted to the party room.

Once there Vi Vaclavious asked "Well how do you like the castle?"







castle- http://www.themes.myqth.com/Wallpaper/Dark%20Castle%20Wallpaper.jpg

Space is a vast place, mostly empty and full of small bits of dust floating off either towards a black hole or away from a star. Really anything of intrest was either near a black hole or near a star. Which explains why 99.9 percent of all space going creatures tended to be found near stars.

Of course why one particular species of space going sentient was near a particular star at any given time tended to have no real answer apparently. It seemed to have as much rhyme or reason as "Why the Chicken Crossed The Road."

Or in this case why a Nathar Class Battlecruiser was near the system when Zactarn Prime suddenly announced a party. It did seem a bit strange to Narlord Pak'tre of House Bertru, but then the Terran Disporia was quite intriguing at times.

<Inform these Terrans that we will dine with them this evening. And will be arriving shortly>


"You are invited just land at the castle.


castle- http://www.themes.myqth.com/Wallpaper/Dark%20Castle%20Wallpaper.jpg

The shuttle decended from GEO orbit. It was long, slightly oval in cross section with various domes at both ends of the black shape. It dropped vertically with no apparent means of stopping itself (although gravemetrics would obviously be detected) Before coming to rest before the 'Castle' as the locals had called it.

As the craft decended the last four or five feet, six large legs extended from the body to allow the craft to stand quietly on the planet's surface. From the center of the small craft a gangway appeared.

Two figures emerged from the dimly lit interior of the shuttle. One was a thin, athletic female in a black uniform with red piping and symbols of small silver and gold triangles above her heart. The brown eyed, brown haired woman was quite unremarkable compared to the looming shape next to her.

The figure was almost eight foot in height, completely covered in a black cloak and hood trimmed in red. The shape beneith the cloak was very odd, slightly hunchbacked and it appeared the arms were not out of the shoulders but slightly lower on the torso.

One part of the figure was exposed, a three fingered claw covered in black scales held some sort of ceremonial halabard that had a long curved blade at one end. The human carried a satchel under one arm.

"Miss 2 more have arrived."


"Thank you bartender."

The woman and her compainion were directed to the festivities. Upon entering the very empty space the Var turned to her human aide. Their discussion was in the odd lanquage known as low Var.

<There are no Orcs here for me to eat...Oh well it was too much to hope>

<Yes Narlord, should I get us some beverages?>

<Very well, I would like what the Terran's call whiskey over frozen water>

<Yes Narlord>

Kendra bowed to the eight foot Var and walked over to the Bar. "A gin and tonic and a very, very large whiskey over ice please." She hoped conversational english would go over well, her French was quite rusty.

The Bartender then spoke to her in French saying "I don't understand English."

OOC:<Will indicate statements in Var>
"Will Indicate Statements in English"
"Will indicate statments in French...since my French really is rusty"

<May God trample upon Terrans and their idiotic lanquages>
"I would like one gin and soda...and a large whiskey...in...no with...over yes...over ice please. A gin and soda and a large whiskey over ice please..."

the bartender then says in english "Alright comin up."
he sees the expression on the lady's face and says "I know telepathy. I read your mind and you were hoping I understood English and not Freanch. Here's your drinks."

Vi Vaclavious walks up to the 2 and says.

"Need anything?"

"Great...your a telepath...read this..."

She remembered, A feild of golden grain, quite nice. Well except for the sound of something moving in the distance. The eyes looked down at the weapon, then up at the oncomming onslaught of robots. They were firing something. There were screams as people on both sides died. Then the robot over ran, and searing pain and agony filling the mind was the last part of the memory.

Kendra switched the the memory portion of the implant off.

"I hope you didn't enjoy that...and If you read my mind again I'll make sure you get to experience of eating your own entrails as you die." The Var and their minions considered mind reading to be an offensive act. It was considered quite reasonable in their society to kill a mind reader for violating one's thoughts.

The implant began to produce an effect of counter acting any mind waves or errant signals outside of Kendra's own skull. One of the few 'active' uses of the device which mainly stored technical data and memories of the previous Utcals.

(ooc did you escort me to the area of the meeting ?)

The Narlord looked at the woman for a moment before speaking. "My Utral is aquring me an alcholic beverage. I assume from the transmission that you, are our host for this evening. Perchance we should introduce ourselves. I am Narlord Pak'tre of House Bertru and the Terran female is my Utral Kendra."

She looked at Kendra's body lanquage. "It would seem your servant has offended my Utral in some fashion."

yes I did TFU

"How has my annoying little slave bothered your acquaintance?"

Rob walked off his feet taping on the stone floors as his officers went around socializing, rob made his way to the leader of The Lords of War saying “greetings form the UFP my name is president Robert bastidas.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you” he held out his hand smiling slightly thinking! Well I have a full plate meeting and talking to all these leaders I haven’t seen before~

Mean while his 2 officers went up to the bar tender and said “sir do you have a game of darts around? Ohh and we’d like a couple of romulan ale’s “

The Narlord considered the scene for a moment. "My Utral is not an acquaintance, She is my servant, but not a slave. The closest your Terran ideas come to that of a Utral is armed page."

The Narlord returned her host, "I do not wish my Utral to damage your property, but if it offends her greatly she may lose her temper and destroy that which annoys her."

Kendra approached with the whiskey and 'gin and soda', fuming.

(ooc i went up to your leader and or delgate i would liek a responce please)

saying “greetings form the UFP my name is president Robert bastidas.”


The Narlord turned slightly and look at the extended hand. "Ah, the Terran custom of greeting." The three fingered claw went out and grabbed Robert's hand, pumping in three times with the creatures great strength.

"The UFP? Pardon Robert of House Bastidas, but what is this UFP that you are President of? My house has spent many years searching the universe. Only recently have we been given tasks by the Overlord that bring us in contact with the Terran Dispora."

edit:You caught me midpost twice now...I was responding, just give me a touch of time in writting out my posts. Thinking like a Var when your not hung over is hard.

"Well I see you to are getting acquainted. Does anyone want anything to eat,drink,do?"

* a small ship landed and a young lady with large black wings steped out fallowed closely by a large black cat whos back was the same hight as the girls waist, it also had large black wings like its owner*

" i hope its is ok that i have arrived" she said with a smile to the guard standing at the door

The guard who was very muscular and very well built looked like he was chisled out of a mountain. He began to speak but his voice was as squeaky as Mighty Mouse.

"Quite alright madame I will escort you to the meeting room. May I ask your name?"

" of corse" she said
" my name is Chrysanus, and this is my cat floris"

"Hello Chrysanus. Will Floris get along with dragons?" he asked in his squeaky voice which was pathetic for his size.

" yes, that will not be a problum, at home we have several dragons and she has never had a fight with any of them"
* the cat meowed as if she agreed*

"Well I see you to are getting acquainted. Does anyone want anything to eat,drink,do?"

The Narlord nodded to his hostess, "Perhaps an introduction?"

The Narlord turned slightly and look at the extended hand. "Ah, the Terran custom of greeting." The three fingered claw went out and grabbed Robert's hand, pumping in three times with the creatures great strength.

"The UFP? Pardon Robert of House Bastidas, but what is this UFP that you are President of? My house has spent many years searching the universe. Only recently have we been given tasks by the Overlord that bring us in contact with the Terran Dispora."

edit:You caught me midpost twice now...I was responding, just give me a touch of time in writting out my posts. Thinking like a Var when your not hung over is hard.


Rob smiled responding “it’s the united federation of planets its one of our mission to seek out new life, people call use the federal union because The federal union was the nation that founded it, we’ve never seen a species like yours before you seem quite intriguing , were are you from ?” rob grabed a stool next to the leader curious about him (or her)

(sorry lol)

Rob smiled responding “it’s the united federation of planets its one of our mission to seek out new life, people call use the federal union because The federal union was the nation that founded it, we’ve never seen a species like yours before you seem quite intriguing , were are you from ?” rob grabed a stool next to the leader curious about him (or her)

(sorry lol)

"Ah, We have heard of your orginization, but never the short term you use" The Narlord began as Kendra handed her the large glass of whiskey.

"As for my race, President Bastidas, it was born on a planet long dead, and only fragments of our civilization remain. The Var rose in power long before Terrans had even figured out how to properly navigate their own planet, let alone the stars, and most of my race vanished before then too." She paused as she sipped the cool drink.

" yes, that will not be a problum, at home we have several dragons and she has never had a fight with any of them"
* the cat meowed as if she agreed*
"Good." he said as him the cat and chrysanus walked to the meeting room where he opened the door and announced "Lay Chrysanus and Madame Floris have arrived."

"thank you" Chrysanus said to the guard as she and her cat walked to the edge of the room.
they stoped by some windows and her cat layed down at her feet purring

Yow Yow and Chichka to of Vi Vaclavious's many dragons walked over and began to sniff at the cat. They looked as though they were communicating.



Yow Yow- http://www.jadesite.com/Imagegalle/kreddreagon.jpg
Chichka- http://www.bettsiv.com/gif/greydrg.gif

OOC: I think it would be cool if we RP the animals talking to each other.

(ooc i agree)

floris looked up from her spot on the floor at the two dragons standing above her. she blinked and said " hello who might you be?"

((OC- Let's set this 'after' my war...))

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A single XGP criuser suddenly Fold Jumps over the area in question, and transmits..

:: ~ This is XGP-EX1, Aleaic Kerensky piloting. My wives and daughters are here with me to attend this 'movie and dinner' deal, as an excuse to find a peaceful endeavor towards for once.

Please send instructions where to land or teleport to at this time, from whomever is in charge, again please. ~ ::

We have decided to send a member of the delegation to the 'party'. Reein has insisted upon attending, due to his unique friendship with Zactarn Prime. He will be there shortly. If you could guide the ship down when it arrives, it would be appreciated.
Paulo Von gerrit Vespeterium III, Chairman of the Family Vespeterium and Lord Chancellor of the Corporate Empire of Vespeterium Minor.

Not too far from the venue, a oddly-designed ship rippled into view. It almost looked as though several parts of the ship were moving around as it entered orbit, as though the metal behemoth was alive, but it was hard to tell from a distance.

Below, there was a bright flash of light as a column of energy expanded, dumped two objects, and then disappeared. One of the objects was humanoid. Although it retained the basic shape of a humanoid, it was obvious a machine. Two slit-like 'eyes' glowed a peaceful shade of blue, but other than that it had no distinguishing features on its metal shell. Its body was made from dull-silver, polished metal, and although slender it was obviously armoured quite extensively.

Behind it was a much larger machine, about 9 foot high. Four, spider-like legs supported a large metal 'pod'. A series of glowing red 'eyes' were positioned not just on its front, but on all sides. Its purpose seemed indistinguishable, though at first glance one might assume it could simply do anything -- a multi-function unit. Its increased size and better balance allowed it to benefit from much heavier armour than its humanoid counterpart. It would have to stoop down low, splaying its legs out, to stand indoors though.

The humanoid stepped forwards and paused for a second, scanning through its database to try to see if it already had information on the customs of this world. It did not, so it proceeded with basic formalities.

"Greetings," the unit said in a non-menacing, surprisingly realistic voice. "I am H2-50, of Mykonia. This is CU-88191". It gestured one of its skeleton-like hands at the bulky four-legged monstrosity behind it.

The larger unit swayed from side to side and made some deafening mechanical roaring sounds, which changed in pitch and tone rapidly to indicate that it may well be communicating. H2-50 seemed to understand it.

"CU-88191 issues its own greetings as well," H2-50 said, turning around again. "We have arrived in response to your invitation. I assume we were not too forward in transporting to the surface, as it was an open invitation and we have no existing hostilities."

Rob nodded slightly becoming even more intrigued at the fact, saying, “do you have a data base on your culture and history?, we would love to learn more about your people" he smiled slightly putting a lerdomite ore mini plaque on the top of the table, it shined gloriously, yellow, blue, and pink stripes its glossy cover reflecting light

We have decided to send a member of the delegation to the 'party'. Reein has insisted upon attending, due to his unique friendship with Zactarn Prime. He will be there shortly. If you could guide the ship down when it arrives, it would be appreciated.
Paulo Von gerrit Vespeterium III, Chairman of the Family Vespeterium and Lord Chancellor of the Corporate Empire of Vespeterium Minor.

OOC: check your telegrams.

IC: After awhile a squad of TIE Fighters and a Capital Medical Ship flew up. They sent out a message asking "Did you sk for the escort?"
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MEANWHILE.

Anyone wishing to land for the party can land at the castle or anywhere near it. Once you have landed everyone on the ship may come in. Don't worry we have enough food.

Yow Yow and Chichka looked at Floris and spoke.

"I'm Yow Yow nice to meet you Floris."

"And I'm Chichka his girlfriend how are you?"

" iam fine thank you" floris replied as she stood up " where are you two from?"


Chrysanus looked at her cat and said "have fun floris, stay out of trouble" she then turned and walked over to the bar

A very tall being at 8'6 strolled next to Chrysanus.

'Lady Chrysanus I presume?' he asked. 'I am Reein Sovo Axes Vespeterium. I am Paulo's brother. I recognised you from your wings. Very prominent. Anyway, Paulo told me to send you his greetings.'

The bartender looked at Chrysanus and spoke.

"My my aren't you a pretty lady. What would you like?"

" a glass of water with a twist of lime please" she said to the bartender
she turned to the man standing next to her and said " its a pleasure to meet you, please tell your brother i say hello, also may I offer you my congratulations on your recent accomplishment"

Reeins eyes flashed yellow. 'Laying eggs isn't as painful as the child birth of other species. Thank you for your regards.'

Chrysanus laughed and said " your welcome, thankfully i have not had that experiance yet so i will have to take your word for it" " would you mind telling me about your home?"

The Excellency party (..was literally acting like one too, onboard..) soon lands the space-campermobile, XGP-1206-3/S in this case, and soon extracts and enters the hosting castle.

In a large group is Aleaic, his wives Tsunami, Arashi and Jennifer, and their current daughters Isarra and Siranna. Jennifer meanwhile is 'protruding' a touch in the abdomen.

They enter dressed in light royal robes, nothing too flashy, as much as it is loose and comfortable. They also come in trailing a large hover-carryall with several large wrapped packages upon it, as well as a Ascendancy favorite for gift-giving, Sake`!! =^^=

Rob looks over to the arriving delegates rising a brow and projecting with a some what mediocre voice . “Hello there, were are you guys from ?”
Mean while the Georgetown was in standard orbit around the planet collecting data on some of the new ships mainly tactical data.

OOC: Sry my com messed up. Dial up sux

IC: Comin right up." the bartender said to Chrysanus meanwhile trying to hide his erection. He gave her the water which he almost dropped. He then looked at Yow Yow and tossed up a giant fried pig. The bartender was muscley and ripped. The man was a towering 7'11 but nothing compared to Reein. The man was muscly thoough. He weighted about 311 but 99% of it muscle. Vi Vaclavious or Lady Black Hawk arose and said out loud.

"Dinner is ready."

Then to 7 ton Blue Topaz doors with a Cozzium rock in the middle of each one (curtosy of Reein at the wedding) swung open revealing an extremely ridiculously long table.

" thank you" Chrysanus said glaring at the bartender, she turned to Reein and spoke" if you will excuse me for a moment"
she then walked back across the room to where her cat was standing talking to the 2 dragons

Chrysanus laughed and said " your welcome, thankfully i have not had that experiance yet so i will have to take your word for it" " would you mind telling me about your home?"

'Certainly. My home is place of great beauty, though I think you'd disagree. We have huge mines, great factories and lots of ice. If you appreciate the aspects of machinery then you will love it.'

Vi Vaclavious then interupted Chrysanus and asked what kind of food does Floris like?

" i have no real love for mechanics and the like, but i do love snow and ice, in my opinion my own contry has a lack of the two but most of my contrymen disagree with me"

" floris will eat anything, but she does have a soft spot for t-bone steak, please dont trouble your self to much anything will do"

'We love machinery because it has been our way of life for millions of years. Our species has just adapted to it. But like I said, many species dislike machinery'.

" yes it does have its uses but i have found that there are not too many" Chrysanus said and laughed again

"Dinner is ready if anyone is at all hungry."

"dinner sounds fantastic, what are we having?" Chrysanus asked

"dinner sounds fantastic, what are we having?" Chrysanus asked

"Whatever you want we have many food from all over the Universe. If it's not here and you want it it will be no trouble as we will make it for you."

Rob nodded slightly becoming even more intrigued at the fact, saying, “do you have a data base on your culture and history?, we would love to learn more about your people" he smiled slightly putting a lerdomite ore mini plaque on the top of the table, it shined gloriously, yellow, blue, and pink stripes its glossy cover reflecting light

"Not that is deciphrable by your computers, or your human ears. It is in High Var, also it is quite incomplete." The Var took little notice of the lerdomite? ore.

The Narlord decided not to mention the fact that the document was also highly classified. Ever since discovering the Packleds were now in control of one of the most powerful types of ships ever constructed by the Var, they had become secretive of their past for obvious reasons.

"So tell me President do you happen to know those refered to as LLR....Lunatic Robots I believe?"

"wonderful, lets eat, does anyone care to join me?"
she spoke briskly a smile on her face

Rob looks over to the arriving delegates rising a brow and projecting with a some what mediocre voice . “Hello there, were are you guys from ?”
Mean while the Georgetown was in standard orbit around the planet collecting data on some of the new ships mainly tactical data.

Aleaic presumes that Rob was speaking to his party and replies.. "The good ol Ascendancy. You seem like a TFU type."

Meanwhile, the hover-lift is settled in the middle of the room. Asashi announces. "In the traditional Japanese style when visiting another's abode, we have gifts for the others here. Each can take one, and the interior will be what you wish of it." ..she says with a wink.

'Dinner?' Reein asked. 'Have you any Corl weed. It's basically just a plant that grows on our planet. We can only eat plants.'

'Certainly. My home is place of great beauty, though I think you'd disagree. We have huge mines, great factories and lots of ice. If you appreciate the aspects of machinery then you will love it.'

H2-50's interest was attracted by the mention of such things. He turned and walked over to the conversing organics, tapping his metal feet against the ground as he walked.

"I would be interested in seeing an image of your home," H2-50 said. "It sounds like a paradise."

A slim ship slid through a tiny gap in space, arriving near the destination. However, it was out of energy. The AI had made a minor miscalculation, and now the engines would take near-sixty minutes to recharge. Intergalactic travel was hard, so the Realm delegate was understandably late.

Using the EMB (Emergency Message Beacon), he broadcasted a message on a wide band, hoping to be picked up, so as not to miss the dinner.

"Er... this is embarrassing, but my AI malfunctioned, and made a minor miscalculation. I'm in orbit at the moment, but could you please send out some kind of pod or shuttle to bring me in? Again, I'm very, very sorry."

OOC: Your standard diplomat who puts a slightly exciting, yet annoying spin on the proceedings, I guess.

"Not that is deciphrable by your computers, or your human ears. It is in High Var, also it is quite incomplete." The Var took little notice of the lerdomite? ore.

The Narlord decided not to mention the fact that the document was also highly classified. Ever since discovering the Packleds were now in control of one of the most powerful types of ships ever constructed by the Var, they had become secretive of their past for obvious reasons.

"So tell me President do you happen to know those refered to as LLR....Lunatic Robots I believe?"


Rob raised a brow saying “we have heard of them but we’ve never actually had any direct contact with them why do you ask?”

rob looked at the proceedings of the Gaian’s hoping to get a chance to talk to there leader, drinking his romulan ale.

H2-50's interest was attracted by the mention of such things. He turned and walked over to the conversing organics, tapping his metal feet against the ground as he walked.

"I would be interested in seeing an image of your home," H2-50 said. "It sounds like a paradise."

'I'd love to show you a picture of my home. I can understand how a machine would be so interested.' said Reein. 'Of course, I have none on me at the moment. But I would be honoured to show you later. May I ask your name or number?'

Rob raised a brow saying “we have heard of them but we’ve never actually had any direct contact with them why do you ask?”

rob looked at the proceedings of the Gaian’s hoping to get a chance to talk to there leader, drinking his romulan ale.

The Narlord answered, "They are one of the few Terran Space nations we have had any real dealings with in the past. They assisted us in destroying the foul intelligence known as Dozle."

*Chrysanus realized that she was the only on interested in eating at that time so she walked across the floor and in to the enormous dining room, humming softly to her self as she trailed her hand over the intricate doors as she passed through them. She walked to the far edge of the table and sat down. She proceeded to sever her self a salad out the large serving bowl on the table and started to eat.
She hope that she had not offended anyone.*