NationStates Jolt Archive

*Three years after the war*

A new message for yet another Ascendancy Trade Conference is called, this time with more in mind than just trade or mere alliances this time. This time the Intergalactic Union was on the table, the Dream of the Ascendancy was finally ready to be revealed.

And this time security was incredible. The military was a massive force of pride, confidence and trust was never stronger, and destiny was starting to replace Idealisim as the standard. This was the time to bring in the Balance of all Nations, and forge very long term alliances and treaties that would span hundreds of years, combined under a single banner of Manefest Destiny of the stars.

And this time, the arriving delegates saw everything the Ascendancy offered and deployed, including the full Hikari Treeship Fleet, the sight of a Dimensional Fortress phased 'over' and into sight of the White Diamond Star System.

And this time, the glorious views of the Ascendant and Destiny Galaxies dominated all view of starscapes no matter where the delegates arrived from. Already, the Fold Repulsion Network was relaxed and avenues of travel into the Deep Core Galaxies was setup in preparation of this defining moment.

The moment the Dream was laid bare and no mistake could be ever noted of the Ascendancy outlook for the next five hundred years.

For the Universe and Multiverse, it was time.

It was also time for the Commandment of the Twelve to be settled once and for all. Time was running out, and Aleiac was short two mates. This was having a 'strain' slowly becoming noticable upon the subspace and spatial fabric.

The same that the Black Wilt was infamous for starting.

Thus was a time of resolutions as well. There would be no mistake, and no one would leave dissapointed, less, the forces that could stand against the final alliance of all alliances, the United Nations of the stars, and the place all souls could turn to.

Destiny was a hand, and the Ascendancy Sphere was standing open armed and waiting.

ooc: Oh! Oh! Me Me Me!

Ic post will be made tomorrow.

OOC: The United Galactic Empire of Deatharon would like to join with Republic approval first.

OOC: Could you detail what this is, a little more?

Hakudoushi was unsure of what to think of the Gaians. His father had built a stroung friendship with them and yet he had little trust for them or any nation for that matter.

He wanted to test them and he knew of only one persion to send for that.

The Lady of Chaos Mukuro leader of the Royal Clan Eternal Night. She was a killer, assassin, and a traditionalist. She held little love for alliences that were not under her controle. She would rather keep the universe in Chaos as it is now.

She would be a tough one for even The Gaians to win over. If they chould win her over however there would be a good chance they chould win over the rest of Neo Zeta and Yevon. But the road would be tough... She was no diplomate. She was a arrogent fighter who whould speak her mind, insult who she wished and kill anyone who insulted her.

ooc: Oh, sure, be all formal and make me look bad...
I'm sure we are fine attending; we just can't sing anything with out approval. I'll add this to the senate

OOC: will post soon when I have more time.

The PA system continued on, "...prepare for FTL jump... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1."
The as the blackness encroached on the edge of Bryce's view, his head began to hurt. He knelt, darker and darker he saw, dizzier and dizzier he felt. He clutched at his head with his hands. Suddenly it began to clear. He stood one again. "Oh, I hate those jump drives!"
"They only affect a small minority of people." Bryce looked over his shoulder to see Daniel watching him from the doorway. She continued, "That was the last one, we are now nearing the edge of Ascendancy space."
"Good, good." Bryce was still shaking off the effects of the last jump. "So what now?"
"We wait for an Ascendancy ship to escort us to the meting."

OOC: Jo is still waiting to meet Lord Aleric, y'know.

IC:

The Third Conference call was not missed by the Commissariat for Foreign Affairs. By now, Torusumi's War, as it was being called in New Dornalia, was being hailed as a triumph, even three years after the event. The Commonwealth was flourishing, the Red Army was in the ascendant, and the Workers State had benefited.

The people of New Dornalia, in particular, saw the vindication of their years of hardships; they had been taxed heavily in recent times to pay for the new military expenditures the government was making. Now, the Commonwealth was proving to be a good investment, and the approval ratings of MacIntyre's Administration rose, as taxes began to fall slightly.

Carla decided to visit the Gaians again. This time, she would arrive as a triumphant ally, not as a little Socialist newbie to galactic politics. The Gaians were seen as friends of Socialism, but the talk of Manifest Destiny of the Stars did scare some. So, she wanted to secure a place a place for New Dornalia in this order, and calm the skeptics.

Her Gagarin shuttle jumped to Hyperspace, and then made it to the Ascendancy......

Prime Minister Hanekamp after getting lost in the Confusion of the second trade confrence once again returned to the Gaian Homeworld to discuss 2 things-------Expanding trade with other members----
------Seeing if the Federation Trade Union could persuade the Gaians to come back to the FTU--------

Hopefully this time the Gaians could be more direct with TPF and the FTU and hopefully this confrence could end better than the last.

As PM Hanekamp sat thinking about the confrence he looked down at a piece of paper from the Federation Trade union
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The Message Read

"I Gil grissom give you PM Hanekamp permission to act as the FTU delegate to this confrence and to express your own nations trade ideas but also the ideas that would best suit the FTU"

With that PM hanekamp smilied thinking of the irony that several other transmissions are also from FTU members wishing to join and since the Gaian are also members of the FTU.....

"This could be complicated" The PM whispered to himself

OOC---I will be representing the FTU and my own nation.

ooc: *singing to the YMCA theam* "I'm talking about B- U- M- P-..."

A small transport exits hyperspace just outside the system. The comms officer gets the ship clearance to enter the system, and then to land. As the small ship landed, its passengers got ready to disembark.

The man in the business suit was going over diplomatic papers and scribling on a electronic tablet every so often. Not even looking up as one of the other member of the Serene Death's diplomatic team to the trade conference entered the room, he said "Wouldn't you rather be out hunting down raiders or putting down rebellions somewhere Arbiter?"

The Arbiter chuckled and spit into a wastebasket nearby. He scratched at his jeans before saying "I think I'll have fights a plenty here. Negotiations are much harder than a streight shoot. And much more fun," he said with some glee.

"I think with a diplomat like you Jack, and a fighter like me, we make a well-rounded team to fight any arguments come our way. Just wonder if they'll let me bring my weapon into where ever we discuss stuff..."

"I doubt it Arbiter, they'll probably make you leave it at the door or something." Jack sighs. "Although, with all their high-fangled do-hickies I'm sure they have some kind of defense against personal weapons in their buildings."

The Arbiter takes his gun out of its holster and examines it. "Now I wouldn't call this a personal weapon. More like heavy ordinance in my opinion," he says as he pats the gun and puts it back in the holster. "Speaking of heavy ordinance, what do you think of our other 'diplomat?' I've heard shes a big person in the Security Forces. But I don't know what she's done since its all classified intelligence work."

"Don't think about it too much, just think of her as another addition to the team. Shes a strength that we may need to call on at some point in the discussions. Now go away," Jack said with a shooing motion. "I need to finish going over everything and getting down notes."

"Yea yea Mr. diplomat, I'll leave you to your work."

As TPF craft docked at the Gaian Homeworld President Hanekamp looked around.......

"Now what"

After going through all of the protocols necessary, Bryce and Daniel arrived on Ascendancy soil, followed by a dozen other, lesser, diplomats.

OOC: Could you detail what this is, a little more?

OOC: I second that. I'd like to get involved, but I don't really know what's happening here.

OOC: The Gaians are going to be on a month long rp break so for now this thread is most likely on pause.

An Imperial Mothership heads toward the Gaian Homeworld on board was the diplomat General Marius. He was ordered to attend and see if the Gaians had any new technology that could be traded to benieft the Empire.

The Dominion of the Draconic Order will support Gaian Ascendancy's Alliance. As it has supported the galaxy-nation in the past.