NationStates Jolt Archive

Damien had spent much of the night awake in his chambers, unable to sleep. For hours he read over various texts both recent and ancient, and he remembered the glory days of his Empire, when 6 nations had been under his rule. But over time his Empire slipped into decay, and gradually those nations that had joined his ranks fell into obscurity...and the Excessively Armed Empire was reduced to a single nation.

As midnight came and passed, he rose form his highback chair and made his way downstairs towards the Great Hall archives. He lit a torch that had been left on the wall before decending the spiral marble stairs, and as he reached the landing he began to ignite the other torches on the wall. It had been awhile since there had been activity in the archives, and the stench of must and ages long since past hung in the air. He glanced about trying to find more ancient texts from the time of Lord Rising Sun, and after walking for what seemed to be an hour, he had reached the remote corner of the archives.

He removed a large animal skin book from a decaying wooden shelf and blew the dust off the cover. A small portion of the cover itself disintegrated as he did so, and he immediately ceased before he caused further damage to the book. He placed the torch in an iron holder overhead and began to scroll through the ancient pages one at a time, until he found what he was looking for.

In the year 147, Lord Rising Sun had come to the shores of Automagfreek seeking riches and glory. He had already conquered most of the surrounding region in years prior, and under his rule he had established a glorious Empire. This Empire stretched for as far as the imagination, covering many nations and.....

Parts of the text were illegible, as the ancient pages were visibly suffering from the decay of thousands of years.

...his Empire was to be an eternal one, extending further than the heavens and lasting longer than the sun itself. However in the year 152 Lord Rising Sun was struck down in battle against the southern hoards, and his Empire began to steadily break apart.

The rest of the page was riddled with holes, and after reading several paragraphs Damien placed the book back on the shelf. He took up the burning torch and made his way back to his chambers, extinguishing the lit flames behind him so as to not further damage the ancient texts in the archives.

Later that night he managed to fall asleep, and in his dream he was shown a great vision. From the heavens he looked down, and he did see a great multitude of nations, all living under a single banner. They were colored in both crimson and black, the symbol of House Dreadfire, and under them the multitudes did flourish. The world was a much different place indeed, for there was no more pain and suffering, only peace and prosperity. In his dream he saw a shining golden throne, and atop the jewel encrusted seat he saw himself, garbed in fine robes and watching over his people.

His vision then began to diminish as a great light filled his eyes, and shortly thereafter he awoke. Sunlight pierced the small gap inbetween the curtains and engulfed him in warming rays, and he rubbed his eyes and tried to make sense of what had just happened. And then it hit him.

*********************

Later that day Damien announced that he would be holding a special press conference, and invited everyone to attend. His servants watched eagerly as he moved about the Great Hall with purpose, shuffling through various papers he had drawn up and continuing to jot down any idea that entered his head.

By midday the press room inside the Great Hall had filled with reporters from every local and international agency. As the last of those invited flocked into the room, the large oak doors were shut and the audio equipment was turned on. Without fanfare of the usual introductions, Damien took to the stage and silenced the large crowd that had gathered.

Good day my fellow Freeks, and people of the world.

I have been blessed with a great vision from the Gods themselves. It seems that I have somehow won their favor, for I have been charged with a great task. As many of you know, in the recent years Automagfreek has been aggressively expanding its interests worldwide. We have bought and captured land from every corner of the globe....but even that is not enough to satisfy me.

Many decades ago the Excessively Armed Empire consisted of many nations, all of which have been scattered to the wind. Automagfreek is now the sole nation in a once great Empire, but today a New Dawn has come.

I am here today to announce that I, Warlord Damien Dreadfire of Automagfreek, an forging a new Empire. Like Lord Rising Sun and the ancients of the past, this will be an Empire of prosperity and purpose, and those who flock to my banner will be greatly rewarded for their loyalty. Automagfreek is a land of plenty, and the nations that join this new Empire will experience the benefits of one of Earth's finest nations.

Trade, resources, riches, and protection....these are all things that we as people seek to find in our lives. I am here today to make that dream a reality, and under this new Empire we will unite and live as one.

A slight smile crossed Damien's face as he announced the name of his new Empire.

The Excessively Armed Empire will continue to exist as long as Automagfreek graces the earth, but this new Empire......The Empire of Eternity, will last forever. When my time comes to finally depart the Realm of the Living, The Empire of Eternity will live on through my line.

Therefore I invite all nations seeking purpose, prosperity, and protection to join this new Empire. I have designated an entire region (The Empire of Eternity (http://www.nationstates.net/07097/page=display_region/region=the_empire_of_eternity))for those that wish to seek refuge, though it is not required. Minister Hartman will handle any questions from here on out.

Good day, and may the Gods bless the Empire.

http://67.18.37.14/40/9/upload/p3403.jpg
---Damien the Destroyer---
-Supreme Warlord of AMF-

After returning to his chambers, Damien sat in his highback chair and glanced over various documents that littered his desk. He reviewed progress in the current war against Kahanistan, and slowly but surely an idea came to him. While the plan of the Consortium was to effectively raze the entire nation of Kahanistan to the ground, Damien devised a much more clever approach.

Instead of destroying the entire nation, he would leave a bare bones infrastructure, one that over time he would rebuild. He would then assimilate Kahanistan into his Empire and use it as an example of what he intended his new Empire to be. Of course it would take valuable time and resources, but most of the material needed to rebuild the nation would come from pillaged Kahanistani resources anyways.

Dreadfire also thought of other ways to expand the influence of his new Empire. He considered contacting openly pro-AMF nations and urging them to join, as well as tapping his resources inside Gholgoth. The possibilities were endless, but his main goal at the moment would be to finish off Kahanistan and incorporate it into the Empire.

The press room was still alive with chatter, as Hartman struggled to answer the slew of questions that the reporters bombarded him with. After nearly an hour he ordered the session closed, and instead requested that all further questions be channeled through diplomatic means. As he exited the press room he removed his hat and wiped the sweat from his brow, glad that he had finally broken away from the ravaging hounds of the press. He had been charged with answering all questions about this new global Empire, and he wasted no time returning to his office within the Ministry of International Affairs.

From the Office of The President of the Republic
Mr. Hartmann, what nations and people will be part of this empire. Will any nations be taken by force, the Federal Republic wish to know. Does your nation have anymore plans.

President Alexander Romanov

As Hartman sat down and made himself comfortable, he noticed that a message had already come in. He moved his cursor over to the mail icon and opened it, and he cocked his head in interest as he saw who had sent the message. He opened and read over the message several times, trying to think of the proper response that could also serve as a universal position of Automagfreek.

To answer your questions,

It is the position of the Automagfreek government to allow all nations and peoples into The Empire of Eternity without discrimination based on heritage, race, creed, or national policy.

Friends and old enemies of Automagfreek are welcome to become apart of this glorious new Empire, and no nation will be forced against their will to join our ranks. It is not the policy of the Automagfreek government to actively assimilate any nation into the Empire.

As far as future plans go, at this time we are focusing on founding and building the infrastructure of the Empire. As overseer, Lord Dreadfire will strive to create a safe and secure global society that all can flourish and prosper under. Our nation has a rich history in creating stable and beneficial alliances, but we plan on taking things a step further. This will not be a casual alliance, but instead an eternal Empire that will serve as a beacon of light and hope to those around the world that seek direction and purpose.


http://www.sideshowtoy.com/images/gold/thumb/3401.gif
Minister Hartman
-Minister of Foreign Affairs-

Interesting idea, I must say. I've spoken to Delta and, while he has no intentions of becoming a part of any other nation's empire, he has told me he will give all the support he can to both the Freeks and all nations choosing to fly Damien's banner.

I only advise you to be careful of what nations you allow in. Do not over burden yourself with weaklings. That has brought down empires before. And also nations that have long histories of betraying their allies if it suits them. I would not wish to see this Eternal Empire destroyed as quickly as the Thousand Year Reich because of internal treachery and weakness.

http://usera.imagecave.com/Alpha-Zero/agent283.jpg
Agent 283
Head of Intelligence
Retired Black Staff Agent

TAG...while I contemplate this opportunity...

The first nation has lodged itself in.

The Fallen Races has taken this opportunity without a moment's hesitation.

~Communique~ Empire of Cyas, Empire of Eternity…extrapolating data…correcting..receiving…transmission complete, text received



Emperor Jerome, Empire of Cyas

~
~
~
……..
……..

Greetings Emperor Dreadfire ,I apologize for the briefness of this message but my time is short, your announcement has recently made it’s way to my populaces airwaves, your initial announcement caused some…distress within my populace, it was quickly resolved. I would like to help your empire in its first fledgling steps towards becoming whole once more.

Consider my offer, it will serve you greatly.

-~|ENDTRANSMISSION|~-

……..
……..
~
~
~

Damien Dreadfire,

The Dominion of The Grey Legions would be honored to become part of The Eternal Empire. Upon your approval, we would like to move our nation to the region of The Eternal Empire.

regards,

Duke Avan Astran

Hataropoils, Hataria.

Empress Serena heard the News of the so called 'Empire of Eternity', she saw it as Take over by hallow words. Serena's Brother, Barbarossa I, tried starting a Global Empire by conquest, and his Plans fell apart.

Serena had to keep her gaurd up now.

OOC: The region is not password protected, and anyone may move there if they wish.

********************

Dreadfire was quite pleased as news of his new Empire began to circulate around the globe. The Fallen Races had been the first to sieze the opportunity, and word was beginning to spread that perhaps several others were prepared to join as well.

As Damien continued to examine the daily reports, he noticed a brief message that had been addressed to him, from a nation he had never heard of. It seemed as if the rewards to be found within the Empire had reached even the farthest corners of the international community.

~From the desk of Lord Damien the Destroyer, Supreme Warlord of the Excessively Armed Empire of Automagfreek~

Both of your nations would be more than welcome to join The Empire of Eternity, and I believe that we all would mutually benefit from it. The designated region is open for you to seek refuge in should you choose, and you also may leave when you choose.

However, I believe that it would be more beneficial to us all if the ranks of the Empire continued to swell. More nations under the Imperial banner means more trade and money to be shared and invested, and as a result life will be better for us all.

http://67.18.37.14/40/9/upload/p984672.jpg
---Damien the Destroyer---
-Supreme Warlord of AMF-

"The Great Gods of Fire, in all of their infinite wisdom and unbridled power, have seen fit to grant your new empire their blessings. And I shall not argue with them, lest their fiery wrath scorch my soul. The United Clans of the Charr wishes the Eternal Empire well; may it grow to satiate your substantial appetite. Honour to you, our great Gholgothian allies."

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/MattLever/Charr/charrhead1.jpg
Bonfaaz Burntfur

Official Government Response
The Armed Capitalist Republic of The Silver Sky
http://www.nationstates.net/images/flags/uploads/the_silver_sky.jpg

To: Damien the Destroyer, Supreme Warlord of AMF
From: President Jason Horton Garner

Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elder berries.

That is all, have a nice day.

OOC: Cute, but let's keep this on topic, shall we?

OOC: Umm... it is on-topic, my government responded to your offer for all nations to join you.

From the Prime Minister of the Abh Empire: Teal

The Abh Empire has always been interested in comrades in arms. If trade could be garnered between our nations then it would be even better. I have been granted authority from the Emperor to ask a question. What would the Empire of Eternity ask of us?

We are always prepared to lend support to those that ask it and are no strangers to battle. We hold allies in high regards and answer their call for help when attacked though we doubt you would require it from us. We are interested in establishing ties between one another and would like to see what it could amount to.

Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Official Statement

For the time being the national interests of the United Kingdom preclude His Majesty’s Government from joining the Empire of Eternity. However, this statement would be remiss if we did not reaffirm the UK's position that we consider the Automagfreek government and people as strong allies of the United Kingdom, His Majesty, and all people living under His Majesty's own imperial banner; and so His Majesty's Government will consider those nations under Damien’s protection in the Empire of Eternity as auxilliary allies of the United Kingdom.

Somwhere in Trasian Space...a lone planetoid drifts in orbit around Trasia Prime, a small base hidden under the surface housed Narja Starchaser's home...

In the Throne room, a dark place where the shadows seem to touch everything, near a large window that revealed the stars was a figure, a black cloak and hood hid his features and face from view from unfriendly eyes.

Behind him was a holographic projector, showing a shimmering hologram of the Trasia System and all it's 7 planets, the floor and walls where Durasteel II, used in Starship hulls, on the wall to the left was another holo projector, it was showing the latest news in the galaxy....specificly Automagfreek's new....Empire.

The figure was humanoid, slender yet not female slender, more of the type that kept in shape and did not build his mucles to unbelievable sizes...

The figure turned around and walked towards the holoprojector in the center of the room behind him, he walked up to it's control's and prepared a single message...to Automagfreek, he coughed slightly as his fingers flew on the controls, his health had degraded slightly due to an accident concerning a volcanic planet several years ago, it had slightly damaged his lungs, but not crippled them, he could still breath easily, just not as easily as before.

He prepared his message and sent the message, he took off his hood to reveal his face...or what was left of it, a special black metal mask covered his lower jaw and nose, his eyes peered from a upper pure silver faceplate that covered everything above the nose, leaving no skin revealed, if one looked carefully at his eye's visor they might catch a glimpse of somwhat...cooked skin.

The message is as follows.

"To: Warlord Damien Dreadfire.

From: Lord Narja Starchaser of the Trasians

I have recently learned about your new Empire, i admit that i am interested in such an Empire, my people could prosper under the Flag of the Empire, there is also a chance for our peoples to both benefit from this.

Therefore i Lord Starchaser am requesting membership to your new Empire.

I shall await your reply.

Signed: Lord Narja Anobi Starchaser."

Dion strolled the halls of the Palace of Athens. It's mighty marble columns and paintings of fierce battles gave hint to the power this building once held.

The President was himself a descendant of the Great Emperors who -from Carthage- sacked Rome and Greece and rode their armies as far as Parthia to the east, dominated the Northern Kingdoms and controlled the seas with a force to be reckoned with.

One thought possessed the mind of the Prince and President, a man of unquestionable power, wealth and command to match. That thought was the recent press release from AMF that had disturbed his meeting with Church leaders.

The interruption had not disturbed him as they had not made headway in days, attempting a solution to the Churches opposition to the latest moves towards secularism. But that is another story.

Now he was racked with what to do.

Rotovia's holdings in Crete were now under Farminan control, the Commonwealth was talking of Federation and independence and Rotovia itself now viewed The Empire to be no more then a distant ancestor to the Republic.

In the coming days he would have choices to make, choices that would demand he choose between Imperial Duty and the freedom of the Republic.

He did not sleep that night...

OOC: Trasa, AMF is Modern Tech. Good to see you're still around though.

OOC: AMF - Telegram

OOC: Trasa, AMF is Modern Tech. Good to see you're still around though.


OOC: Yeah, I usually don't RP with future tech nations, but you're still welcome to join if you'd like Trasa.

OOC: ...Hrm... *His eyes slowly go towards his desk and he starts to bash his head against the keyboard muttering incoherently*

President George Nemishly, having just finished his final briefing of the day, was pulling on his coat in preperation for the short trek back to his personal housing building at the Presidential Compound when he noticed that the Air Marine tasked to guard him that evening was standing at a doorway looking in instead of staying by George's side, as he was supposed to be.

Struggling a moment to remember the young man's name, George hung his coat back up and started walking towards him, "Officer Ryan, may I ask what seems to be keeping your attention riveted within that room?". The slight bit of anger that creeped into his voice wasn't so much at the in-attentive guard, but more at the fact that he would have to lie, to hide this moment's misbehavior so a promising young Marine didn't lose his career.

Not startled in the slightest, as if he had still been paying attention to the President even if he hadn't been watching him, the Air-Marine returned, "Um, Mr President, you might want to come see this. It's Senator Hues again, sir".

Upon hearing the politician's name mentioned, Nemishly quickened his pace. A fiery man, much younger than George (but that isn't saying much -- George was middle-aged already when the Revolution came), the senator was obviously raised on stories of the glory Industrialite forces knew back during the days of the corporations. He was always looking for an excuse to use the military and, though insofar unsuccessful, his following was growing both among the populace and the four Congresses. It would only be a matter of time before his word's carried enough weight for action to follow.

As George reached the door, he allowed his eyes to follow in the direction that the Marine officer's finger was pointing, towards a TV set up in the corner of what George now remembered to be a small cafe for dignitaries making visits to the Presidential offices. On it, the senator in question was engaged in a particularly rousing speech about a particlarly rousing bit of empire forging...

--------------------------------------------------------------------------

"People of this nation, Industrialites, as I am sure many of you know, the historically brutal and violent nation of Automagfreek has decided to pursue its horrible ends in a slightly more subtle way than usual. Whilst its Sentinels and other soldiers ravage the nation of Kahanistan, it has attempted to lure other countries into its grasp their subterfuge and trickery!"

"The dangers that await these nations that are willfully placing them within the dictator Damien's grasp are almost too terrible to mention. If history means anything, they will quickly find themselves subjected to heavy taxes. They will have their natural resources nearly stolen out form under their noses. Control of their industries will be wrested from them and turned to support the war machine of Automagfreek."

"Attempts to leave this 'alliance' will be met with armed resistance from the mother nation in the form of heavily weaponed patrols of their feared soldiers through every city and across the country-side, and this voluntary slaughter is only the beginning!"

"It will not be long before Damien the Insatiable Tyrant decides he wants more power, more resources to use to build his armies. And where do you think he will turn, fellow Industrialites? To free and prosporous nations such as our own! He will invade many so that he may rape their lands and their women, he will use his armies to destroy all that we hold dear, to throw down the Isolat Tower in Industrial City, to flatten the great mount on which sits the most sacred monastery of Khalim."

"We will not stand for this! We must not! It is important for every Industrialite with a patriotic bone in his body to stand tall now, to move our slothful government to take action! To urge every corporation to understand that it is in their best interest to assist in this movement! To convince our wisened president that we must do something about this threat!"

--------------------------------------------------------------------------

As the speech wound down, the cheers and cries of the croud gathered before the well-personified senator grew louder and more fierce to the point where Ryan had to leave his position at the doorway to go turn the set's volume down. When he returned to George's side, he looked at the president, hoping for some comment on what they had witnessed.

George could only shake his head slowly, going over memories of horrible events of the past. He breathed a heavy sigh, then turned his weighted gaze to Ryan, "Such passion in the youth, such fire. No good can come of this Ryan, mark my words. I have seen personally what has happened to nations that attract Damien's ire and, though I know that every Industrialite would fight to the death for every inch of Industrial Experiment's soil, I do not wish to see our nation fall fighting a pointless, unneeded war".

He looked back at the television, thinking for a moment, then turned once more to Ryan, "Call for them to prep my personal Osprey-II, we're going to head to Industrial City. I must speak with this 'senator'".

OoC: I hope you don't mind me adding some intrigue to this topic AMF, I have a great amount of respect for you as an RPer, a writer, and a story-teller, and I have long desired to interact with you and your nation.

In Arn-Maciksa, the Imperials did as they had always done, their centuries-long sleep undisturbed by the outside world. They saw most nations as a potential trade partner, a minor annoyance from time to time, and little more. Normally the civil service would take care of any developments, such as the conquest of a nation, without even thinking of calling upon their leaders. But when a new nation was formed out of others, such as the Eternal Empire, there were legalities to be noted, forms that had to be observed, and procedure that had to be followed, but first, information that needed to be gathered.
In any case, AMF had been considered a special case by the civil service for a very long time; one of a select group whose actions were monitored and noted very carefully.

To: Minister Hartman of Automagfreek, or such relevant official of the same
Subject: Information pertaining to the formation of the Eternal Empire

Dear sir,

We regret to inform you that before we can adopt any official position on this matter, we require additional information as to the specific details of the composition of your Empire, in particular how you intend integrating individual nations into this new Empire, for example what the legal status of member-nations' heads of state in the new system. Such information is a requirement for our process of extending official recognition to a nation and opening diplomatic relations.

We apologise for the inconvenience, and thank you for your time.

- Ministry of External Affairs, Legal Department.

The comments of this 'Hues' passed over the desk of 283. It was gleaned from the airwaves and the internets by an intelligence AI. It was a smart AI, like some were, but was a singleminded one, bent on gleaning all it could from the sea of information it and others like it swam in. No human could ever match them and 283 was thankful to have them.

He read the statement and sent a typed message to the man, signing it personally, though Agent 283 as a signature left something to be desired, even from him.

Greetings Mr Hues,

I am Agent 283, Minister of Intelligence for the European Empire of Crimmond. So far, your words have gone unnoticed by Dreadfire and his minions. I doubt this will last.

I have no love of the Destroyer, or the Freeks, but what you are saying is mistaken, I believe. Automagfreek was a beacon of peace for many years, with Dreadfire at the helm. Only recently has it emerged as a pitbull. If Damien has found that force is not gaining what he wishes: a large Empire of prosperity, security and influence, then he will use politics. An equally dangerous method, as you well know. But he is no longer the chemically tortured(a holdover from his creation as the first Sentinal) man he once was. He has his wits and his health.

Once he has what he wants, he will defend it with al his might and make it so more power comes to him. Not by choking the life from his subject nations, but by enriching them and making them strong. His is a dictator and a warlord. Not a tyrant.

I have been to his nation and find it the opposite of what many think. As Damien is ruthless in battle, so is he gentle to his people. He loves his lands and his people and he would do the same to any that joined his empire. He has lost much of what he loves because of his ruthlessness. He won't lose what he has left because of it.

I do not ask you to change your mind on this, sir. Only consider that your information is biased, as is mine. Please look at both sides before trying to rally your people against the Freeks. There has been enough blood spilled because of people provoking Damien, who has never waged a war on a nation that did not provoke that war. Let sleeping giants lie, sir, lest they step on the one that wakes them.

-AGENT 283

Offical Religious Imperium Statement

A few years ago the last ruler of the 'Religious Commonwealth' a Hunter Norris made a few statements towards you Damien. Calling you the Savage, the Destroyer, the Child Killer. Harsh words, and up until a recently words that I wouldn't support. In fact, upon my ascending to the throne I was actually going to seek a Automagfreek-Jagadian alliance of sorts. I was willing to forgive you for the creation of the Sentials, since its your nation's culture not you that made them like that.

Though you unleashed something on this world that is unforgivable. I believe some call them the Fallen. You directly ordered their creation and your culture had no impact upon how they were created. These Fallen are the most darkest parts of humanity, and you have willingly unleashed them upon your enemies. An unforgivable act.

As such we must decline joining you Empire. I do hope you one day destroy the Fallen, because they may one day consume you.

Signed,
Minister Robert Broughton
Foreign Affairs

To answer questions from the nation of Macisikan,

Each nation that joins the Empire will be allowed to continue ruling their territory as they see fit, and may claim whatever title they choose. As far as integration goes, the easiest and most efficient is to have all nations under one collective roof, hence the region that Lord Dreadfire has designated. However, relocation is not a requirement, but is advised if a nation wants to reap the full benefits of Imperial membership.

And to Senator Hues,

I would advise you mind your tongue, lest you lose it. You must be very careful what you choose to say publicly, for it may one day come back to haunt you. I'm sure the President of Industrial Experiment would not appreciate you putting him and his nation in an...uncomfortable position.

http://www.sideshowtoy.com/images/gold/thumb/3401.gif
Minister Hartman
-Minister of Foreign Affairs-

Message from The High Leader of Zackaroth



After much discussion with the Archbishops, we have measured the pros and cons and we decided the pros out way the cons. We the nation of Zackaroth have agreeded to become apart of AMFs alliance. Though some oppose this seemlying radical movment we have seen that you are an honorable nation with no ill intentions of any kind.




Aimless von strangaild~

To: Minister Hartman of Automagfreek
Subject: Official recognition

Dear sir,

It is my duty to inform you that four hours ago the Speaker of the House of Representatives recorded the passage of Resolution HR9302 authorising His Imperial Majesty's Government to implement Cabinet Measure CM5293.

Therefore, with the authorisation of the Representatives, in Parliament Assembled, His Imperial Majesty's Government officially recognises the Eternal Empire as a legitimate nation-state, with all such legal entitlements pertaining thereunto, and recognises Lord Dreadfire as the Head of State of that nation.

It is the hope of His Imperial Majesty's Government that such recognition may open the door to mutually beneficial relations between our nations.

We also note your government's position on admission to your Empire, and it pleases His Imperial Majesty's Government that you are demonstrating your usual restraint and not coercing any nation to join.

God Save The King.

- Baron Mordecai Alscarna, Junior Minister for External Affairs

Gyrobot read the papers, it would have seemed that the seeds that he has sown into the futile soil of the earth have somehow struggled to grow. He remembered when he tried to give in to fate by making Damien the emperor, but now Damien realised the oppurtunity and it is best as Gyrobot was the archietect of the concept. He must now support the builder if they were to see things through. He order a telegram to be sent

To Damien Dreadfire:

We are glad you took our ideas of making your the emperor of earth, we will support you with our lives and blood, but should the parthians ever join you hand in hand, I am afraid I may have to reduce our relation to a cordial level rather then one that we will have as brothers through empire.

President Lord Harald Gustavsson called his top intelligence advisors into the room. Immidiately he demanded, "What is this new empire that Automagfreek is forming?"

The intelligence officers answered, "They have a whole region now. They are building what they call an Empire for Eternity."

Lord Harald spoke back quickly. "This Empire will soon become large and wealthy and powerful. We must seek to be on good terms with it. Send a trade delegation to Automagfreek to establish markets there for Bonstocknian products. Bonstocknian computers and metals should find good markets there."

"Yes, sir."

On the next flight from Bonstock to Automagfreek, a group of Bonstocknian delegates came to meet with Lord Dreadfire or his trade minister. They brought along with them samples of Bonstocknian products, ranging from laptop computers to uranium and steel. They offered to open Bonstocknian markets to AMF automobiles in exchange for AMF allowing Bonstocknian imports.

bump

Lord Dreadfire,

It appears that our two nations have similar ideals, and so your offer intrigues me. My nation would prosper well from the aid you offer, and so Helfaer answers to your rallying call. Thus I align my power to yours, for our mutual benefit. May our nations prosper for ever.

The Fell, Monarch of the Ash Deserts

"Now that is just silly," exclaimed the Prime Minister upon reading his latest Foreign Office Telegram, "an Empire is not something that nations are 'invited' to 'join', like it's some sort of club - an empire can be nothing less than a sphere of total political, economic and military dominance. And these nations queuing up to throw their sovereignty aside and place their fate at the whim of some barbarian state? This must surely be a joke."

"Yes, Prime Minister," agreed the Cabinet Secretary politely, "I quite agree. This appears little more than a vague alliance and most of its members seem remarkably insular. I doubt that this is much more than a public relations gimmick."

The Prime Minister nodded in agreement. "I shouldn't think that this is worth worrying about just now. No nation that would 'join' an 'empire' is anything to worry about. Tell the Foreign Secretary to monitor this and have the MoD run surveillance sweeps of these nations with satellites, but nothing out of the ordinary. I expect this to fade away in due course."

"Yes, Prime Minister," affirmed the Cabinet Secretary, before leaving the room to distribute instructions to the relevant Permanent Secretaries.

[OOC: Ok AMF, let's assume that this statement is old news by using fluid time. I just felt like creating an IC statement to wrap things up.]

It was dawn in Lion City - as it was known internationally - the capitol of the United Sovereign Nations, Singapore (as it was known locally) had solely two weather patterns: monsoon and coolness, each possessing six months of the year. It was the first half of the year: monsoon season. However, today was different: it was a sunny morning with cool air. Sunlight poured itself onto a government official's desk...the desk of Southeast Asia's Minister of Foreign Affairs, Joshua Lin. He was busy, like usual.

He took a sip of his tea - Earl Grey - as sat in his office's chair drafting on soon-to-be reformed embassy exchange policies. He had considered contacting the Iuthian Diplomatic Corps for permission to take their policies and modify it for the same use.

As he typed, there was a knock at the door.

"What is it?"

"The latest Foreign Office Telegram, sir, perhaps the Union will find it beneficial."

"Enter."

A young Malay man - without doubt in his early twenties and fresh out of university - and came in with his latest Foreign Office Telegram.

"Thank you sir."

"You're welcome Your Excellency."

Impressive young man, the Foreign Minister thought, so enthusiatic, so efficient and dedicated, like an optimistic kid on the first day of school.

Lin then opened the envelope and was greeted by the personal hand-writing of the leader of what many would say is the nation that possesses the sole seat of global hegemony in terms of military power: the Excessively Armed Empire of Automagfreek.

"Empire is not an appropriate word," Lin spoke to himself, "vaguely resembles a club, and the appropriate word would be 'pact.' The cabinet had been discussing for some time of entering the ranks of Gholgoth...perhaps as a diplomatic middle-man, as to help ward off violent conflict."

After calling up , and he quickly wrote a message via a secure, private line.

BEGIN ENCRYPTED TRANSMISSION

TO: Automagfreek Ministry of Foreign Affairs
FROM: Joshua Lin, USNSEA Minister of Foreign Affairs
RE: 'Dreadfire forges new global Empire'

Greetings,

While our two nations have had absolutely no contact between our two nations preceding this communiqué, the cabinet wishes to establish them by joining, to use Dreadfire's words, "The Empire of Eternity". May relations between the United Sovereign Nations and the Excessively Armed Empire see good days to come.

Signed,
His Excellency,
USNSEA Minister of Foreign Affairs
Joshua Lin

END ENCRYPTED TRANSMISSION

The United Alliance of Treaties stands firm AGAINST this Empire. This is nothing more than a ploy by the Empire to try to reclaim their once forgotten territory. Rest Assured, the United Alliance of Treaties will stand in your way. To be an annoying pest if nothing else.

"[Hardly of benefit to us, this empire]" stated the VCD AI.
"[Any such heavily centrilized amalgamation of powers is dangerous]" replied another.
"[There must be something we can do to weaken this empire. I suggest we wait and observe]" observed a third AI.

OOC: Um, Jalomesvik, making threats against larger nations is not a good idea....

General Armando Khan looked hard at the vid screen watching as Dreadfire made his announcement. He had to say, it was ambitious. And if anyone was to do it, it would most likely be Dreadfire.

"But I won't stand for him to do so without a fight. He's gone the path of the honest broker," Khan thought. He stood from his desk and put down the cup of tea he was sipping. His white uniform was clean and finite in its manner. Pristine to a fault, as was that of his army which had put him in power in the Commenwealth. It had been a Dukedom set up by settlers more than three hundred years before.

Only five years before Khan had taken control when a massive uprising had started. He had took control of it, and then guided it to making him leader.

Now he was the leader of a nation on the brink. The population was sufficiantly behind his rule, the army was trained to the top as it had been in the older glory days. Trade with China had assured amounts of tanks and missiles, as well as hidden deals with Britian in small arms trade in return of support in the Southern Hemisphere.

Khan stepped out of his office and onto a terrace overlooking his palace grounds. Beyond was the megalith city of Armago, capital of the Commonwealth.

Khan turned as an aide stepped through the doors behind him. The man saluted. "You summoned me General?"

Khan nodded in a slum manner. "Yes I did. Lieutenant Jenkins, you are to summon the press to a conference out in front of the palace. I want everything set up in an hour."

"Yes General." The man saluted again, the disapeared once more into the palace. Khan turned back to the view, the sun was now in its 9 o'clock position, just still barely red from its dawning.

"I will need to move fast," he thought.

----
One hour later
---


Over a hundred represenatives of the Press were there before the palace main doors. Camera crews, mike-men, and reporters, all gathered at Khan's behest. They milled around chatting, wondering what this news conference was about.

Suddenly the doors opened. Four members of the House Guard marched out, their weapons at their shoudlers. Two walked down and took position on the stairs and turned toward each other. The other two formed up beside the door. Khan stepped out into the sunlight a few moments later.

He waved his arms and smiled. People were cheering and camera's were flashing. "Thats right you little bug," he thought as he stepped up to the podium, "you're all mine to control."

He raised his arm for silence, and got it quickly. He smiled around and nodded to some familiar faces.

"Ladies and gentlemen, citizens of the Commonwealth! Greetings! I am happy to have the chance to speak with you today on a most important matter which is in need of addressing," began Khan. The reporters started getting closer and clicking open recorders.

"As you know, the leader of the nation Automagfreek, Damion Dreadfire, has recently made a public statement which has called for a uniting of nations into a mighty empire upon the earth. One which we, as fellow citizens of the earth would be proud to be apart of." The reporters all started noding and smiling at the idea.

"But this is not what it trully is." The smiles disapeared. "This is but another attempt of a mad dictator to gain ultimate power through a less bloody means. I hearby declare that the Commonwealth is against any such unification of nations under an empire headed by the Automagfreek nation and their bloody-handed leader. I ask our citizens to be wary now in these times. For in our cause against this evil we must be steadfast. Our nation has been independant for over 700 years! We shall not bend to the will of a simple man with maniacle dreams of empire."

Some of the reporters were nodding vigirously with this new statement. "Yeah!" some called, cheering on Khan.

"We shall not now, nor ever. And we shall oppose this trespass on the sovereignty of nations with all that we have. Never shall we surrender our nation to rule of a mad man!" The small crowd of reporters were cheering like mad men, like fanatics. Khan waved again then turned and walked up the steps. The palace doors closed behind him, cutting off the sounds of cheering.

"Now the board is set, it is time to see where the pieces will move," he thought as he walked back to his office.

~From the desk of Lord Damien the Destroyer, Supreme Warlord of the Excessively Armed Empire of Automagfreek~

It has been many years since the forging of this Empire, and I am most pleased to see it flourishing before my eyes. Those who have flocked to my banner have made a wise decision, and those who oppose me stand in the way of progress. For that they will surely be left behind and forgotten while the rest of us prosper.

Therefore, I shall reward those in the Empire of Eternity.

I herby offer:

Unrestricted trade with Automagfreek
Trade with the greater Gholgoth community
Access to its military storefronts, with all items sold at cost.
Exclusive military training for all soldiers

This is just the first of many rewards those in the Empire will reap. Those who remain true to my banner will continue to receive benefits such as these.

And to those who say this is just another evil plot of mine, I say to you that you are wrong. Those that doubt this Empire and its intentions will forever be barred from receiving its protection and benefits. Any nation taking a hostile stance against Automagfreek of the Empire of Eternity will be dealt with as I deem fit....and those who know me know the manner of my resolve.

http://img418.imageshack.us/img418/3269/dreadfireclose7ue.jpg
---Damien the Destroyer---
-Supreme Warlord of AMF-

Lord Damien Dreadfire,

I wish to personally thank you for accepting the Dominion of The Grey Legions as part of the new AMF Empire. I look forward to aquiring some of Automagfreek's military stock, as well as capitalising on the trade relationships of greater Gholgoth.

respectfully,

Avan Astran, Duke of the Dominion of The Grey Legions.

OOC: AMF, I'm new to this 'rping trade' thing, so can you please help me out? Are there any resources you lack?

OOC: Since you seemed to be lacking people against you, and even knowing your rep, I decided to take a negative stance. If by following your usual method of landing massive amounts of sentinels and destroying a target is to be expected then I will provide a basic outlay of my nation and its defense for you.

Besides that, I like what you're trying to do, though I could see this turning into a "Crusade of Automagfreek to unite the Earth in a binding peace" type of thing.

ooc:....so is this dead or what?

OOC: So anyone can join. From the nation which enslaves people, to the genocidal maniacs, to the liberal hippie anarchist state?

bump

Antanjyl: I guess pretty much it. *bumps up thread*