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Aeson News Network (ANN)

“Hello. This is Josh Lark for ANN. His majesty, the Holy Emperor Maximus died this morning from a heart attack. Today marks the start of a national week of morning, while his Majesty’s holy man Keene fasts.

For viewers not familiar with The Empire’s method of governmental selection, once the week of fasting is complete, people from all over The Empire will make a journey to the capital of Aesir. There Keene will view the crowd each night until, guided by the hand of the gods, he chooses the new emperor.”
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Aesir’s hotels, motels, inns, and bed and breakfasts were filled too bursting. A large number of families had taken on boarders. In the suburbs, people with large yards had many tents set up. Each night, everyone crowded into the Holy Square. Each night, Keene looked over the crowd. He had not yet chosen the new Emperor.

The Pharoah of Egypt and all the Egyptian Empire send condolences to your nation for the passing of your Emperor. May the Heavens grant him a good life in the Next Life.

The Pharoah of Egypt and all the Egyptian Empire send condolences to your nation for the passing of your Emperor. May the Heavens grant him a good life in the Next Life.

We thank you for your support in these troubled times, and we are confident that His Majesty the Holy Emperor is now in a better world.
Acting Regent Xenos

Egypt will give you and your people support during these times. Pharaoh Demetrios II, Prince Constantine, Princess Theodora and the entire Imperial Family and all Egypt gives their condolences.

Aeson News Network (ANN)

"This is Josh Lark, with shocking news. Minutes ago, as Keene overlooked the crowd, a madman opened fire with a pistol. Several shots hit the holy man, and he is currently in intensive care. His apprentice, who had fasted alongside him, and would normally take his place at this point has disappeared. The would-be assassin was killed by the crowd before police could reach him."

Pythogria has heard of Emperor Maximus's respectful, benevolent, and trly great rule. May he have had a quick and painless death, and may he have a peaceful and untrobled afterlife. Khonsu Izakabad, and his daughter and son give their deepest condolances.

Aeson News Network (ANN)

"This is Josh Lark, with shocking news. Minutes ago, as Keene overlooked the crowd, a madman opened fire with a pistol. Several shots hit the holy man, and he is currently in intensive care. His apprentice, who had fasted alongside him, and would normally take his place at this point has disappeared. The would-be assassin was killed by the crowd before police could reach him."

Pythogria wil lsend it's best doctors to help this man survive.

Egypt will also send doctors and medical aid to assist Pythogrian doctors.

Jaredcohenia gives its condolences and a vigil will be held in Cohenianople Square in honor of Keene.

Aeson News Network (ANN)

"This is Josh Lark. Thanks in no small part to the assistance of doctors from Pythogria and Pharonic Egypt, Keene has made an astounding recovery, and is now viewing the crowd again! Our thanks go out to those fine doctors, and the fine nations that they come from."
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Keene looked over the crowd, and suddenly stepped off the platform. The crowd parted in front of him, and he placed his hand on the shoulder of a young woman.

"What is your name?" He asked.

"Ch-Chandra." She said.

"The new Empress!" Cried Keene, holding his arms above his head, "Empress Chandra." Almost as one, the crowd sank to their knees, honoring the new Empress.
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Xenos, who had been acting regent, looked out over the crowd from a window. "So, he survived after all."

Keene's apprentice nodded, "It was the will of the gods."

"No! The will of the gods was that I become emperor! Me! You believed that, or you never would have agreed to help me! And the will of the gods will be fufilled. Oh yes."

General Grimm ,Leader of The Holy Republic of Bloodbank, read all the reports he was getting from the nation called Aesir.That morning The Holy Republic of Bloodbank broadcasted to the world for one of the first times since it's Great Purging which lead to the General rise to absolute power of Bloodbank he stood in front of a camera with a couple tied up behide him all dressed down into their underwear." So the Holy Emperor Maximus died of a heart attack." He smiled broadly." Who cares he was nothing but a insect that feed off the good people of Aesir and I suspect that this..."he paused and pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and looked at it before throwing it to the ground" Chandra well be no better their kind are nothing but a Infestation on their contry's and there is only one good thing for a Emperor and a Empress or any Nobility that rule and i'll show you now." he steps up to the man tied up and picks him up" This was ours he learned his lesson the hard way and look at how far he fell." the General then shot him in the head blood getting on the camra. a man wiped off the lens.The general then nodded his head and a man and woman stood the woman up while some others dragged the dead Emperor off the screen."And this was going to be the new Empress." a man with a ax came on screen and chopped off her head and it rolled to the General's feet. The General held up the head"This is the hard way.I suggest you gave you contry to the people before something like this happens to you." and with that the broadcast cut with the lest thing being shown was the General smiling wickedly while holding the woman's head.

In response to the vrutal images shown on the broadcast, people all over The Aeson held rallies for the Empress Chandra. The millitary recruiting stations were somewhat overwhelmed as a surge of patriotism swept the country. And finally, The Holy Empress made a public speech.

"I will not surrender my power because of the threats of a psychotic General! The gods chose me to be Empress. The people have given me their support. We warn instead General Grimm not to threaten The Aeson, lest he awaken a sleeping giant."

Should Bloodbank attack The Aeson, they will meet our ICBMs, Rods of God, Orbital Flares, and perhaps our Kabalts. Bloodbank, you have been warned. Stand down. Now.

a another broadcast happens showing a young woman in BDU's" People of the world I'm here to tell the world that my father General Grimm is sorry for what he said and did early today. after the broadcast it was found that the General had been running a fever and was not in the right frame of mind he is resting now and later showed be able to tell all of you himself that he is sorry." with that the boradcast ended.
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In his room the General was mad" How dear they threaten me I'll show them all the great might of Bloodbank. BLOOD WILL FLOW AND FLOW AND FLOW." and with that the insane General left his room for his warroom.

a another broadcast happens showing a young woman in BDU's" People of the world I'm here to tell the world that my father General Grimm is sorry for what he said and did early today. after the broadcast it was found that the General had been running a fever and was not in the right frame of mind he is resting now and later showed be able to tell all of you himself that he is sorry." with that the boradcast ended.
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In his room the General was mad" How dear they threaten me I'll show them all the great might of Bloodbank. BLOOD WILL FLOW AND FLOW AND FLOW." and with that the insane General left his room for his warroom.

---Secret---

"What a maniac."

"Amen, sir."

---End Secret---

Pythogra wonders why you would allow him to make an announcement when he was sick, but will let it slide for now. Do not threaten or attack The Aeson and you will not incur our wrath.

His Imperial Majesty Emperor James XXIII would like to send his condolences to the people of The Holy Empire of The Aeson over the death of Holy Emperor Maximus

He would also like to send his congratulations to the new ruler of the nation, Empress Chandra and wish her well in her new role.

Furthermore, he would like to echo the warning of The Benevolent Dictatorship of Pythogria to The Holy Republic of Bloodbank - do not mess with the internal affairs of foreign nations.

From: The Empress Chandra
To: Macaronia and Raviolia, Pythogria
Subject: Thanks

We wish to extend our thanks to the nations that offered their aid in our defense against the psychotic general, and hope that this is an omen of good relationships to come between our nations.

From: The Empress Chandra
To: Bloodbank
Subject: Warning
We will warn you one final time, do not attack or seek the destruction of The Aeson. We will defend ourselves, and will remove the General from power if you do.

Pythogria will do what it takes to defend responsible nations from maniacs.

As always, I, Emperor Christoph Baker of the Dominion of Wanderjar, take Pythogria's side in this matter.

Empress Chandra met with her top advisors.

"We should strike first," said General Blak. "We can absorb their nation in a matter of months."

"No," said Empress Chandra, "I will not have the world view us as the agressors. If they attack, then we will defeat them, but only then."

"At the very least," said the Minister of Commerce, "We should start gearing up for a war."

The Minister of Information spoke up, "The General's first tape resulted in a surge of patriotism. I need a little more funding to keep it up."

"You have it," said Chandra, "And Blak, prepare a defensive force and an invasion force. Keep the invasion force secret."

"Yes, Empress."

Empress Chandra met with her top advisors.

"We should strike first," said General Blak. "We can absorb their nation in a matter of months."

"No," said Empress Chandra, "I will not have the world view us as the agressors. If they attack, then we will defeat them, but only then."

"At the very least," said the Minister of Commerce, "We should start gearing up for a war."

The Minister of Information spoke up, "The General's first tape resulted in a surge of patriotism. I need a little more funding to keep it up."

"You have it," said Chandra, "And Blak, prepare a defensive force and an invasion force. Keep the invasion force secret."

"Yes, Empress."


In the event of war, i cannot promise much, as i am busy with Emperor Pudu, and Chitzeland, but i can grant you at least weapons. I'll be more than happy to give you 5,000 XM8s', straight from my factories. Also 1,500 BMP3s. I hope this can help.

In the event of war, i cannot promise much, as i am busy with Emperor Pudu, and Chitzeland, but i can grant you at least weapons. I'll be more than happy to give you 5,000 XM8s', straight from my factories. Also 1,500 BMP3s. I hope this can help.

The Empress Chandra thanks you for your support, and is confident that The Aeson will triumph in the event of a war.

OOC: Sorry, but what are those weapons?

The general walks in his war room and shots one of the men their"I'm in charge got that me no one else is that under stood."they nodded their heads"good have the people been taking care of?" a skinny man in a lab coat nods his head"Yes General we put on the show and now all the people are welling to die for you.man,woman and child and all it took was the Psychic Dominator.
(The Psychic Dominator is the pinnacle of Grimm's insane forays into the dark recesses of mind-control research. After countdown, the Psychic Dominator sends out an ultra-concentrated mass brainwave that quickly engulfs all units in the targeted area and puts them permanently under control of the General. Units can then be told to attack their own base or attack each other. Either way, the result can cripple an enemy if used correctly. The only units not affected are friendly units, units that are psychic-immune, and units inside urban combat buildings or tank bunkers -- and they'd probably do well to run for cover.)
the General smiled"good good any thing else....what's your name again?" "It's Yuri sir and we also have the Gattling Cannons up.
(At its best, this stationary anti-air and anti-infantry weapon is a deadly defense that can chew up incoming lines of infantry, tanks and even air units. With variable firing rates, the Gattling Cannon spins its barrels faster the longer it's in use during a combat situation, making it deadlier the longer the conflict lasts. While it's vulnerable to hit-and-run tactics and fast assaults, the Gattling Cannon is overall a formidable defense weapon against both air and ground targets.)
The General stands up and salms his fist on the table"good then all that left before we attack is to get rid of my idiot daughter Rose.once done then everything well fall into place and we'll soon conquer all that stands before us."
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After almost being killed Rose fled to Aesir and asked the Empress for help to save Bloodbank from her crazed father

The general walks in his war room and shots one of the men their"I'm in charge got that me no one else is that under stood."they nodded their heads"good have the people been taking care of?" a skinny man in a lab coat nods his head"Yes General we put on the show and now all the people are welling to die for you.man,woman and child and all it took was the Psychic Dominator.
(The Psychic Dominator is the pinnacle of Grimm's insane forays into the dark recesses of mind-control research. After countdown, the Psychic Dominator sends out an ultra-concentrated mass brainwave that quickly engulfs all units in the targeted area and puts them permanently under control of the General. Units can then be told to attack their own base or attack each other. Either way, the result can cripple an enemy if used correctly. The only units not affected are friendly units, units that are psychic-immune, and units inside urban combat buildings or tank bunkers -- and they'd probably do well to run for cover.)
the General smiled"good good any thing else....what's your name again?" "It's Yuri sir and we also have the Gattling Cannons up.
(At its best, this stationary anti-air and anti-infantry weapon is a deadly defense that can chew up incoming lines of infantry, tanks and even air units. With variable firing rates, the Gattling Cannon spins its barrels faster the longer it's in use during a combat situation, making it deadlier the longer the conflict lasts. While it's vulnerable to hit-and-run tactics and fast assaults, the Gattling Cannon is overall a formidable defense weapon against both air and ground targets.)
The General stands up and salms his fist on the table"good then all that left before we attack is to get rid of my idiot daughter Rose.once done then everything well fall into place and we'll soon conquer all that stands before us."
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After almost being killed Rose fled to Aesir and asked the Empress for help to save Bloodbank from her crazed father


OOC: Psychic Dominator? FT, and I will ignore it.

The general walks in his war room and shots one of the men their"I'm in charge got that me no one else is that under stood."they nodded their heads"good have the people been taking care of?" a skinny man in a lab coat nods his head"Yes General we put on the show and now all the people are welling to die for you.man,woman and child and all it took was the Psychic Dominator.
(The Psychic Dominator is the pinnacle of Grimm's insane forays into the dark recesses of mind-control research. After countdown, the Psychic Dominator sends out an ultra-concentrated mass brainwave that quickly engulfs all units in the targeted area and puts them permanently under control of the General. Units can then be told to attack their own base or attack each other. Either way, the result can cripple an enemy if used correctly. The only units not affected are friendly units, units that are psychic-immune, and units inside urban combat buildings or tank bunkers -- and they'd probably do well to run for cover.)
the General smiled"good good any thing else....what's your name again?" "It's Yuri sir and we also have the Gattling Cannons up.
(At its best, this stationary anti-air and anti-infantry weapon is a deadly defense that can chew up incoming lines of infantry, tanks and even air units. With variable firing rates, the Gattling Cannon spins its barrels faster the longer it's in use during a combat situation, making it deadlier the longer the conflict lasts. While it's vulnerable to hit-and-run tactics and fast assaults, the Gattling Cannon is overall a formidable defense weapon against both air and ground targets.)
The General stands up and salms his fist on the table"good then all that left before we attack is to get rid of my idiot daughter Rose.once done then everything well fall into place and we'll soon conquer all that stands before us."
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After almost being killed Rose fled to Aesir and asked the Empress for help to save Bloodbank from her crazed father

OOC: There is no way that the Psychic Dominator is PMT. Nice try.

OOC: And i'm guessing Rods of God, Orbital Flares and Kabalts are PMT? and sorry i just guessed that it was kind of Fantise you never said what type it was

OOC: And i'm guessing Rods of God, Orbital Flares and Kabalts are PMT? and sorry i just guessed that it was kind of Fantise you never said what type it was

OOC: Well I don't know about Pythogria's orbital weaponry, but The Aeson is PMT. Also, you should know that the funding for my millitary is greater than your GDP.

OOC:nevermind just forget i said anything

OOC: And i'm guessing Rods of God, Orbital Flares and Kabalts are PMT? and sorry i just guessed that it was kind of Fantise you never said what type it was

Rods of God are rods of steel dropped from space. That focuses the energy of a nuclear blast into the tip of the rod because it's moving so fast.

Orbital Flares are focused sunlight. Burns things.

Kabalts are basically orbitally-launched cannonballs. That explode.

Possible now. In PMT, very possible.

OOC:nevermind just forget i said anything

OOC: So... You're not invading?

OOC:no i'm not

OOC:no i'm not

OOC: All right then.

Aeson News Network (ANN)

"This is Josh Lark. Earlier this morning, as Holy Empress Chandra adressed the crowd, an as of yet unknown assassin fired several shots at her. She was hit in the leg, and is currently in safehouse at an undisclosed location. There seems little doubt that this assissination attempt is connected with the attack on Keene during the search for the Empress, and the subsequent disappearance of his apprentince. Authorities are working to track down the would be assassin. Citizens who see anything suspicious are encouraged to report it at this number." A number flashed across the bottom of the screen. "Remember, the gods are with us."

The Empress Chandra thanks you for your support, and is confident that The Aeson will triumph in the event of a war.

OOC: Sorry, but what are those weapons?


OOC: haha! The XM8 is an assault rifle. I'll give you a link about it, and the BMP3 :)

XM8
http://world.guns.ru/assault/as61-e.htm

BMP3
http://www.army-technology.com/projects/bmp-3/

OOC: haha! The XM8 is an assault rifle. I'll give you a link about it, and the BMP3 :)

XM8
http://world.guns.ru/assault/as61-e.htm

BMP3
http://www.army-technology.com/projects/bmp-3/

OOC: And now I know that. Thanks, although the threat of war is gone now that Bloodbank has realized this is PMT.

[lol secret meeting kthnx]

"They chose a female as a holy empress?!" exclaimed Dictator Cohenius XV, in front of his Ministry. "What kind of religion is this that they disobey a patriarchal religion?"

"I don't know, sir." said his Minister of Defence, "Shall we send scouts over to their land?"

"Of course! They defiled religion! And to think, we held a vigil for that Keene man. I want him out of the picture. Send over a few Stratodestroyers and send me in one of them. I would like to "talk" to this Keene man...but no harm to him yet. Perhaps the great land of Jaredcohenia will set up an embassy there...spread Cohenist missionaries...and we'll see a Cohenist on their throne."
[end sekrt meetin]


Telegraph
TO: Empress Chandra
FROM: Jaredcohenian Minister of Foreign Affairs, Brutavius Clay

We see that your nation is in turmoil, Jaredcohenia would like to offer aid. Perhaps we could exchange embassies. And you know, our Dictator's son is a bachelor. There was a little smiley face winking. Enclosed is contact information, in case you respond to our offer.

OOC: If yo uassasinate him, I wil lbe on you faster than you can say Edonia.

OOC: If yo uassasinate him, I wil lbe on you faster than you can say Edonia.


OOC: Assassination? Who said anything about that? :P Just because I was implying it doesn't mean that I was going to do anything.

OOC: Assassination? Who said anything about that? :P Just because I was implying it doesn't mean that I was going to do anything.

OOC: Good... (lol)

[lol secret meeting kthnx]

"They chose a female as a holy empress?!" exclaimed Dictator Cohenius XV, in front of his Ministry. "What kind of religion is this that they disobey a patriarchal religion?"

"I don't know, sir." said his Minister of Defence, "Shall we send scouts over to their land?"

"Of course! They defiled religion! And to think, we held a vigil for that Keene man. I want him out of the picture. Send over a few Stratodestroyers and send me in one of them. I would like to "talk" to this Keene man...but no harm to him yet. Perhaps the great land of Jaredcohenia will set up an embassy there...spread Cohenist missionaries...and we'll see a Cohenist on their throne."
[end sekrt meetin]


Telegraph
TO: Empress Chandra
FROM: Jaredcohenian Minister of Foreign Affairs, Brutavius Clay

We see that your nation is in turmoil, Jaredcohenia would like to offer aid. Perhaps we could exchange embassies. And you know, our Dictator's son is a bachelor. There was a little smiley face winking. Enclosed is contact information, in case you respond to our offer.

To: Brutavius Clay
From: Empress Chandra

You appear to be mistaken. The attempt on my life is believed to be the work of a few misguideed individuals or perhaps a small group. There is no turmoil. As to your implication about the Dictator's son, the Empress is required to remain chaste from the time she assumes the throne. Finally, we would be pleased to exchange embassies.

OOC: The Aesonic Church is not patriarchal.

OOC: Is your country landlocked or with a sea? Jaredcohenia has a bigger navy than air force >_>

Still OOC: See, Jaredcohenians pretty much belittle the female. IF a female gets into power, the dictator don't get happy :s Also, get rid of that meeting with Keene >_>;;

OOC: Is your country landlocked or with a sea? Jaredcohenia has a bigger navy than air force >_>

Still OOC: See, Jaredcohenians pretty much belittle the female. IF a female gets into power, the dictator don't get happy :s Also, get rid of that meeting with Keene >_>;;

OOC: I'm thinking island. Why? >_> <_<

To: Empress Chandra
From: Brutavius Clay, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Jaredcohenia

We are pleased at your acceptance of exchanging embassies with us, we shall be sending over a Personnel Transport Carrier towards your country of Aeson. On board will be a StratoCarrier Air Transport, with two pilots and three staff, if you'd wish for your diplomat to take it. The ship is unarmed, mind you. It will be flying both Jaredcohenia's flag and it will be flying a white flag. Any shots toward it will be an automatic declaration of war. This ship shall arrive at 0600 hours. We will dock at your northernmost port.

P.S.
We are sorry to hear that you are to take an oath of chastity, but don't worry. The Dictator's son isn't much of a looker. Next to it is a winking smiley face.

To: Empress Chandra
From: Brutavius Clay, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Jaredcohenia

We are pleased at your acceptance of exchanging embassies with us, we shall be sending over a Personnel Transport Carrier towards your country of Aeson. On board will be a StratoCarrier Air Transport, with two pilots and three staff, if you'd wish for your diplomat to take it. The ship is unarmed, mind you. It will be flying both Jaredcohenia's flag and it will be flying a white flag. Any shots toward it will be an automatic declaration of war. This ship shall arrive at 0600 hours. We will dock at your northernmost port.

P.S.
We are sorry to hear that you are to take an oath of chastity, but don't worry. The Dictator's son isn't much of a looker. Next to it is a winking smiley face.

Do not worry, no shots will be fired towards it. It shall be met by Xenos, who is now my chief advisor, and minister of foreign affairs. With him will be Keene, the Empire's Holy Man, and Shen, who shall be the ambassador to your nation.

OOC: your people ever hear of last names? XD

IC: The boat appears off the horizon, as it starts to come nearer. Finally, it docks at the station. Clay gets off, as well as Ambassador Perun Granivus. Finally, the tall, stern looking Dictator Cohenius gets off the boat.

"So this is Aeson. I expected it to be...more urban."

"Dictator, you're in a foreign land. Try to be a nice guy? Perhaps you may like it here."

"Well, it does have a nice beach..."

"That's the spirit, Dictator! Now let's get an embassy."

Clay walked up to Xenos and put his hand out, in order to shake his hand.

OOC: your people ever hear of last names? XD

IC: The boat appears off the horizon, as it starts to come nearer. Finally, it docks at the station. Clay gets off, as well as Ambassador Perun Granivus. Finally, the tall, stern looking Dictator Cohenius gets off the boat.

"So this is Aeson. I expected it to be...more urban."

"Dictator, you're in a foreign land. Try to be a nice guy? Perhaps you may like it here."

"Well, it does have a nice beach..."

"That's the spirit, Dictator! Now let's get an embassy."

Clay walked up to Xenos and put his hand out, in order to shake his hand.

OOC: Some of them, like Josh Lark. Government officials not big on them though. Xp

Xenos shook his shook his hand, and said "Welcome to Aeson. I'm afraid you picked a somwhat backwater town to land at. Aesir is significantly inland. I've got a helicopter waiting."

OOC: Bump <.< >.>

"Backwater? I happen to like it here." the Dictator spoke.

Clay began to walk with Xenos, "Don't mind him. He was born in Cohenianople...I don't think the Dictator's ever seen a beach."

"Looks kind of small...I think my hometown is bigger than this island." spoke Granivus.

A technician came off of the boat, and went up to Keene. "Do you have a suitable harbor for us to dock, sir? This small beach is hardly a spot for this giant boat..."

OOC: gonna be going to a bbq soon >_> might not be back for a couple of hourz

"Backwater? I happen to like it here." the Dictator spoke.

Clay began to walk with Xenos, "Don't mind him. He was born in Cohenianople...I don't think the Dictator's ever seen a beach."

"Looks kind of small...I think my hometown is bigger than this island." spoke Granivus.

A technician came off of the boat, and went up to Keene. "Do you have a suitable harbor for us to dock, sir? This small beach is hardly a spot for this giant boat..."

OOC: gonna be going to a bbq soon >_> might not be back for a couple of hourz

"Down the coast a ways," answered Keene, "That's the Empire's main port facility."

Meanwhile, Xenos spoke in an undertone to Clay, "I think that you and I might come to a beneficial arrangement. I have reason to believe that Keene chose wrong when he chose our Empress." He waited to see how Clay would react.

"Thank you sir." The technician ran off to the ship, and it began to move in the direction Keene told them to move.

"Well, some people in my country say the Dictator is the wrong choice. Wait, that makes no sense. Well, he made his own decision...I have no right to comment on your own leader. All I'm going to say is that in Jaredcohenia there are no women in absolute power...well at least religiouswise or governmentally. I mean, there are CEOs that are ladies and members of Parliament that are female. But the whole thought of a woman in a position of absolute power is kind of taboo. He chooses as he does. If I were in charge, however...it would've been a male. Females in control? I'll see the day...but I might add, if you think that, why are you working under her?"

ooc: now i'm leaving XD

"Thank you sir." The technician ran off to the ship, and it began to move in the direction Keene told them to move.

"Well, some people in my country say the Dictator is the wrong choice. Wait, that makes no sense. Well, he made his own decision...I have no right to comment on your own leader. All I'm going to say is that in Jaredcohenia there are no women in absolute power...well at least religiouswise or governmentally. I mean, there are CEOs that are ladies and members of Parliament that are female. But the whole thought of a woman in a position of absolute power is kind of taboo. He chooses as he does. If I were in charge, however...it would've been a male. Females in control? I'll see the day...but I might add, if you think that, why are you working under her?"

ooc: now i'm leaving XD

"Well, at the moment I have no way to remove her for power, and I believe I can do the most good for the people of Aeson while in my position. But, I must be honest, her gender has very little to do with why I feel this. I believe that Keene was frightened for his own life. After the attempt to kill him, he sought to remove himself from danger by swiftly choosing the next ruler. I seek your assistance in removing her from power."

OOC:i'm back to case some more troble no invesion more like just being a fly in someone's soup if you don't mind

OOC:i'm back to case some more troble no invesion more like just being a fly in someone's soup if you don't mind

OOC: Long as you stick with PMT. And remember that if you anger me too much I might invade you.

OOC: Bump

OOC: Bump.

OOC: I'm back for now...on a terrible dial up connection on my uncle's computer. bbq was good though.

IC: "Are you sure that you want her...ousted? Well, let us get cozy in this land before any talks of assassination occur. Tel Keene that if he needs it he can seek asylum in Jaredcohenia if he fears his life. Now let's get on this helicopter."

"What the?!" the Dictator shouted.

"It is a starfish, sir." Granivus said with a sarcastic tone.

"...Oh. I must get a house on the beach! Send some scientists here to do some taxonomy or whatever."

"Sir, starfish exist in Zykrania."

"...Oh."

"I have no wish against her life," said Xenos, boarding the helicopter, and trying not to smile at the Dictator's antics. "She cannot be held responsible for Keene's actions. I merely wish to remove her from power, put Keene on trial for falsifying a vision, and find his apprentice, that his apprentice may choose the real emperor."

OOC: Yes, I'm going to describe them as antics.

OOC: I relate the Dictator to me. I'm smart but I lack all common sense.

IC: "Well, just let us get settled before we talk about any of that. But don't worry, you scratch my back...I'll scratch yours."

Granivus clears his throat. "Where in the capitol is the embassy going to be?"

OOC: I relate the Dictator to me. I'm smart but I lack all common sense.

IC: "Well, just let us get settled before we talk about any of that. But don't worry, you scratch my back...I'll scratch yours."

Granivus clears his throat. "Where in the capitol is the embassy going to be?"

"Well, we thought we'd leave that to you. I would personally suggest the Diplomatic District, it's where we host most embassies, and it has the largest police force of any of the districts. But really it's your choice."

Shortly afterwards the helicopter arrived, setting down on one of the helipads within Palace Grounds.

"Hmm...this place looks quiet. And small." Said the Dictator, looking around. "Looks like a place I've invaded."

"Now that you mention it, this is what Kazygrzia looked like." Granivus noted. "Oh, I think the Diplomat District would be okay. All I need is a helicopter landing and I'll be okay."

A large motorcade of Jeeps drove by. "Nevermind them, they're just the people that are going to be working at the embassy. You know, Jaredcohenians to translate from one language back to Jaredcohenian. Translators, if you will." said Clay.

"Hmm...this place looks quiet. And small." Said the Dictator, looking around. "Looks like a place I've invaded."

"Now that you mention it, this is what Kazygrzia looked like." Granivus noted. "Oh, I think the Diplomat District would be okay. All I need is a helicopter landing and I'll be okay."

A large motorcade of Jeeps drove by. "Nevermind them, they're just the people that are going to be working at the embassy. You know, Jaredcohenians to translate from one language back to Jaredcohenian. Translators, if you will." said Clay.

"I must advise you," said Xenos, "That any weaponry above small arms inside the embassy is strictly forbidden. We would not want an embassy inside our capital to become the staging ground for an invasion. You understand."

"Of course, you can check every single one of those men. The worst you might find is a knife. Maybe a pistol." assured Granivus. He then moved part of his jacket to show that he had a knife on him. "Simple defense, no?"

"Of course, you can check every single one of those men. The worst you might find is a knife. Maybe a pistol." assured Granivus. He then moved part of his jacket to show that he had a knife on him. "Simple defense, no?"

"Of course, and I never suspected otherwise. Now, the Empress wishes to speak to you."

OOC: Empress wishes to speak with Granivus, Clay, or the Dictator?

OOC: Empress wishes to speak with Granivus, Clay, or the Dictator?

OOC: The Dictator. Sorry for not making that clear.

OOC: Okay

IC: "Fine. Lead me the way...could you ask her if she can get some lunch? I just had a 13 hour boatride and I am not happy.

OOC: Okay

IC: "Fine. Lead me the way...could you ask her if she can get some lunch? I just had a 13 hour boatride and I am not happy.

"Of course, your..." he paused, "Forgive me, I'm not familiar with your title. Your dicatorship?"

He sent one of the men who had been refueling the helicopter off.

"You can just call me sir, or General." He begins to follow Xenos, looking along the way. "Oh, if you don't mind, may I bring Clay with me? Rather have him by my side."

"You can just call me sir, or General." He begins to follow Xenos, looking along the way. "Oh, if you don't mind, may I bring Clay with me? Rather have him by my side."

"I had hoped to converse with Clay, but if you wish him to accompany you, of course he may, General."

"You could converse with him outside where ever I am going to speak with the Empress, no? Anyways, enough with this confusing conversation. Let's just go."

"You could converse with him outside where ever I am going to speak with the Empress, no? Anyways, enough with this confusing conversation. Let's just go."

"Very well. If you'll follow me." Xenos led them to a large chamber. There was a small table set up in the center, with an elaborate lunch laid out on it. An identical chair sat on each side. On one of the sides sat the Empress.

OOC: I'm going to bed now.

"Thank you. You're now excused, Clay." He walked back, as the Dictator moved towards the chair. "Good morning, Empress Chandra."

OOC: night man :p

"Greetings, General," said the Empress, "And welcome to my home. Nothing to compare with the splendor you're used to, I'm sure, but..." she trailed off. "In any case, I wished to see you to discuss the possibility of treaties between our two nations."

OOC: The palace is nicely put together, but since The Church of The Aeson looks down on accruing material splendor, it's not very decorated.

"Hmm..." he ponders as he takes a crunch out of some potato chips. "I'd be interesting in signing treaties with you if you'd allocate a small portion of the northern island to be a Jaredcohenian colony. After all, I like that beach. And there wasn't too many people living in that area. Also..." he made a weird look "You wouldn't happen to have any more of those beaches, would you? I'm in need of a vacation home."

He ate some more chips

ooc: sorry slept in XD

"Hmm..." he ponders as he takes a crunch out of some potato chips. "I'd be interesting in signing treaties with you if you'd allocate a small portion of the northern island to be a Jaredcohenian colony. After all, I like that beach. And there wasn't too many people living in that area. Also..." he made a weird look "You wouldn't happen to have any more of those beaches, would you? I'm in need of a vacation home."

He ate some more chips

ooc: sorry slept in XD

"Well, we'd be more than happy to allow you to purchase land on these beaches. But I'm afraid we're not willing to abandon any of our sovreign territory to become a foreign colony. And as for your second question, we are an island. We do indeed have a number of beaches."

"Damn. There goes that imperialism idea. Anyways, I'll be glad to purchase land. But on this issue of a treaty...shall we begin to draft it?"

"Damn. There goes that imperialism idea. Anyways, I'll be glad to purchase land. But on this issue of a treaty...shall we begin to draft it?"

"Indeed. The first part, it seems almost obvious, is free trade. Shall we agree no tarrifs?"

A scribe in the corner, who had previously remained motionless, began writing rapidly, his pen flying over a paper.

"Well, I'll say no tariffs right now, but it depends. I need to find my people's reaction to this. Over time, tariffs might be needed to help my country's economy."

"Of course. Such agreements are always fluid. Now, almost as obvious is a non-agression pact. Shall we agree that our nations will not take millitary action against each other, for, the next, fifty years?"

The Dictator thinks..."How's 20 years?"

The Dictator thinks..."How's 20 years?"

"Why?" Asked Chandra, grinning, "Are you planning something? But no, twenty years is fine." She nodded to the scribe who began writing again. "Now, surely you have something you would request?"

"Well, you know. In case in 20 years we aren't the greatest of friends surely we can have a little one on one invasion." He grins at that statement. "My only addition would be limited immigration. Surely, you know, as a nation with almost three billion it gets a bit crowded. But I'm willing to have an immigration quota of say...50,000 citizens? With, of course, the proper visas or greencards."

ooc: i really cant think xd

"Agreed. Although need only be one way, our Empire having no such overcrowding issues."

"It doesn't matter, we can always build taller buildings. Just a quota." He stands up to stretch. "Also, just to let you know...tomorrow you're probably going to get several calls from Jaredcohenian companies requesting they set up business here."

"That's only to be expected, and I imagine it will go both ways," said the Empress. "However, be advised that they will face stiff competition from the companies already here."

OOC: Due to about one hundred and fifty years of manipulation by the government, most industries have two large companies competing for dominance of the field, a few, like arms manufacturing, have three or four.

OOC: Dictator Cohenius XV. 15 generations, each dictator ruling for about 30 years, with companies living through each. :P Do zee math

IC: "Well, I hope you can agree that Cohenian Airways is going to be flying in and out of The Aeson. Also, McVashy's, a popular food chain, is going to be spreading like wildfire. But anyways, I trust your country's decisions in the treaty. If you don't mind, I would like to walk around the area?"

OOC: Dictator Cohenius XV. 15 generations, each dictator ruling for about 30 years, with companies living through each. :P Do zee math

IC: "Well, I hope you can agree that Cohenian Airways is going to be flying in and out of The Aeson. Also, McVashy's, a popular food chain, is going to be spreading like wildfire. But anyways, I trust your country's decisions in the treaty. If you don't mind, I would like to walk around the area?"

OOC: I'm just saying, not to mention that the Aesonic government would probably favor native companies.

IC: "Agreed, and of course you may walk around. I'm going to have to ask you to stay out of any areas marked with red lighting. They are restricted. Would you like a guided tour, or do you prefer to explore alone."

"I'll just wa..." his cell phone began to ring. "Hello? Oh, hi. Ask your mother." he hung up. "Never have kids. I'll explore for myself. It was nice to meet you, and you are welcome any time in Jaredcohenia." He walked outside, stretched, and began to walk around.

ooc: bump :s

"I'll just wa..." his cell phone began to ring. "Hello? Oh, hi. Ask your mother." he hung up. "Never have kids. I'll explore for myself. It was nice to meet you, and you are welcome any time in Jaredcohenia." He walked outside, stretched, and began to walk around.

Empress Chandra smiled, "Considering the vows I took when I assumed my mantel, that's hardly a possibility."

Meanwhile, Xenos approached Clay, "There's not much time. I need your answer now. Are you with me?"

Clay sighed. "Don't worry. You want her out of power only, correct?"

Clay sighed. "Don't worry. You want her out of power only, correct?"

"Correct. The move will be made at midnight tonight. I have to go. I think I'm being followed."

"Strange land this is." said Clay. "And it's only 11 o'clock." He entered the room in which the Empress had been talking to the Dictator, the Empress still inside. "Could you lead me to a hotel which I can stay the night in? The boat that brought me here left."

"Certainly. Claudio?" The scribe stood, gestured to Clay without a word, and left the room.

OOC: is clay supposed to follow him?

OOC: is clay supposed to follow him?

OOC: Yeah, it's a little beneath the Empress to show guests about the city.

OOC: not a nice host i guess *whistles*

Clay followed Claudio. "So, you live in this city your entire life?"

OOC: not a nice host i guess *whistles*

Clay followed Claudio. "So, you live in this city your entire life?"

OOC: Would your Dictator act as a tour guide to Xenos?

IC: Claudio nodded, still not saying anything. He turned down a new street, gesturing to a hotel bearing the title, The Diplomat.

OOC: Jaredcohenia is a big big country, so I don't think you'd want a tour of the entire nation. Do you want a tour of the capitol city? And is the diplomat, Shen, going to be coming on said tour?

"Umm, thank you." Clay said confused, as he took out a cohenca note and gave it to Claudio as a tip. He walked into the hotel, "Hello, do you have any vacancies?"

OOC: Jaredcohenia is a big big country, so I don't think you'd want a tour of the entire nation. Do you want a tour of the capitol city? And is the diplomat, Shen, going to be coming on said tour?

"Umm, thank you." Clay said confused, as he took out a cohenca note and gave it to Claudio as a tip. He walked into the hotel, "Hello, do you have any vacancies?"

OOC: Hypothetical question. The diplomat is a hotel that caters to foreign dignitaries.

IC: The clerk nodded. "The penthouse suite is open. If you'll tell us what country you're from I'll have a full meal prepared of your food. Here's your key."

OOC: You said that the diplomat to my country from your country was shen XD I know the hotel is The Diplomat. If he needs a tour, hypothetically, he can call the Prime Minister (Yes, even my Dictatorship has a parliament. don't ask XD)

IC: "Jaredcohenia, thank you." Clay went up to his suite. He took off his jacket and undid his tie, sat down on the bed, and put on the TV. "What is this drek?" he said as he watched Aesonic television, only used to Cohenian programs. He waited for the meal to come.

Meanwhile...

"What do you mean you do not know what mustard is?!" the Dictator screeched at a street vendor. "Oh wait...I'm not at home. I'm sorry, young...uhh...what's your name?"

"Steve."

"Yes! I'm sorry Steve."

A knock came on the door. "Room service," called a voice.

OOC: i don't like where this is going :s

IC: "One second." Clay said, turning off the television. He walked over to the door and opened it. "Yes?"

OOC: i don't like where this is going :s

IC: "One second." Clay said, turning off the television. He walked over to the door and opened it. "Yes?"

OOC: Well I'm throwing in a twist now.

Two hulking officers flanked an attractive young maid. "Sir, we would like to talk to you about one Xenos."

"So this isn't the room service I requested?" Clay sarcastically remarked. "What about him?"

"So this isn't the room service I requested?" Clay sarcastically remarked. "What about him?"

"Actually, it is," said one of the officers, humourlessly. The maid set down the tray and fled. "We have reason to believe that he was planning to overthrow the empress. We think he may have contacted you to gain your nation's support for this attempt."

"What reason do you have to believe that? He seemed like a nice fellow, kind of odd if I might add. Please, sit down and we'll talk about this."

"What reason do you have to believe that? He seemed like a nice fellow, kind of odd if I might add. Please, sit down and we'll talk about this."

"Some time ago, Keene's apprentice approached us and outlined a plan. Apparentally Xenos had arranged for the attempt on Keene's life, the plan being for the apprentice to appear to be kidnapped, and then return as the nation was on the verge of collapse, and to select Xenos as emperor. When this failed, the apprentice has told us, Xenos concoted a story about Keene faking a vision. At that point we placed a listening device on Xenos. Through this we determined that he had spoken to you before you came here. The nature of that conversation led us to believe that he had approached you."

"Well, he did approach me saying he didn't believe the Empress should be in power. That is all that I remember. And something about midnight."

"Yes. He planned to move at midnight. We've moved to intercept his forces. Thank you for the corroborating evidence. We'll leave you to your meal."

OOC: I figured my three trillion dollar police force could probably track him down.

"Odd. And it's only lunch time." He opens the meal. "Pizza, yum."
There is a knock on his door.
"Am I ever going to eat this?"
"Hello, Brutavius." said the Dictator. "That quiet fellow lead me here."
"Sir, you remember that Xenos guy?"
"The seedy looking one?"
"That's him."
"What about him?"
"Apparently he wants the Empress out of power."
"That's not good. Anyways, I want to be out of this place tomorrow. Wife wants me home."
"Most powerful guy in all of Jaredcohenia still controlled by a woman?"
"Yeah yeah...Mr. Bachelor."

Aeson News Network (ANN)

"This is Josh Lark. The minister of foreign affairs, Xenos, has just been arrested on charges of high treason, and conspiracy to fradulate a holy vision. In unrelated news, the Holy Man Keene has announced that he assisted his apprentice in ritual suicide a few hours ago. Why the suicide was necessary is a subject of much speculation. Keene has annnounced that he is seeking a new apprentice."

"Hmm...why not get a Jaredcohenian as an apprentice?" said the Dictator. "It would be genius! Think of it...we can soon make this country a Jaredcohenian province!"

"No." Clay said. "About the province part, I mean. But do you think someone might actually convert to this religion? I certainly wouldn't."

"Me either...wait a minute. This Keene guy. Assisting with a suicide? Sounds like a murder. I'm starting to like this Keene guy."

OOC: guess that ruins that hypothetical tour ;)

OOC: Just to be clear, the assisted suicide is somewhat derived from Japanese traditions. I'm just using anything that comes to hand in my religion. It is perfectly legal in situations like this.

OOC: I know :p

"I think it's time for us to return to Jaredcohenia." the Dictator mumbled with a mouth full of pizza.

"Let us stay the night, at least. I'm sure there is something here to do."

"Well, I think I'm going to take one of those guided tour thingies. You in?"

"Meh. I guess."

ooc: bump

OOC: You know, I can't give you a guided tour till you ask for one. xp

bumpage

OOC: I don't know where you are ;o

IC: "I think I'm going to walk around and try and find someone to give me a guided tour." The Dictator said. Why? We don't know.

"That sounds like a plan I guess."

So the two of them walked around until they found The Magical Land of The Aeson Tours, and decided to get on line.

A suited official approached them.

"You are the Dictator of Jaredcohenia?" He asked.

"Who wants to know?"

"Well, sir, if you are there is a special tour reserved for you. You'll bypass the line, and except for the driver and the guide you'll have the bus to yourself."

"That sounds good," Clay said. "Go for it."

"Well I am. Let's go." He gestured to Clay. "Lead the way, good man."

"This way." said the man, and led them to a spacious (at least now that it was empty) bus.

"Hi there," said the driver, "Now, if you have any complaints about my driving, my jokes, or my manner, my name's Robert. Otherwise my name's Fred."

"I can tell this is going to be a fun tour." Said Cohenius, sarcastically.

"Well seriously, at least it's something to do."

"Give us some history, good Fred."

"I can tell this is going to be a fun tour." Said Cohenius, sarcastically.

"Well seriously, at least it's something to do."

"Give us some history, good Fred."

OOC: I actually was on a tour bus once where the driver said something like that, so I just threw it in.

IC: "Well, Aesir was the first major city that was established after this island was colonialized. It has to date, been burnt down twice, once by attacking forces in 1421, once by accident in 1905, flooded once, almost leveled during a violent civil war, and through a chain of events I still don't quite understand, was once gridlocked when several large herds of buffalo wandered in. That last you won't find in the history books."

OOC: havent we all?

IC: "Interesting." Clay remarked.

"And destroyed by Jaredcohenia." The Dictator jokingly whispered into Clay's ear.

"Don't talk like that, sir."

"All a joke, anyway. So, on with our tour."

OOC: havent we all?

IC: "Interesting." Clay remarked.

"And destroyed by Jaredcohenia." The Dictator jokingly whispered into Clay's ear.

"Don't talk like that, sir."

"All a joke, anyway. So, on with our tour."

"If you'll look out to the left, you'll see the Holy Temple of The Aeson."

The huge building dwarved even the Imperial Palace, and was covered in murals and sculptures of gods. Some looked like humans, others resembled Egyptian Gods, a few resembled various animals, and still others looked like nothing currently found on earth.

"Nifty."

"Sir, you're looking to the right. Wrong direction."

"..Oh. Anwyways, nifty. My temple is bigger, though."

"Nifty."

"Sir, you're looking to the right. Wrong direction."

"..Oh. Anwyways, nifty. My temple is bigger, though."

A little way on, Fred announced, "Now, to the left is the Imperial Palace, but you fellows have already been there." Still further he announced, "Hold on, there's something blocking the street up ahe-" He was cut short as bullets flew through the windshield."

Both Clay and the Dictator duck. "And I thought I was on VA-FREAKING-CATION."

"Sir, do you want me to call a Transport Copter?"

"Not yet..." He starts cursing. "They're just bullets, right? I've been in war."

"Sir, you were inside a control room 500 miles from the battlefield enjoying a cup of Mooncash coffee."

"Oh yeah. Haven't seen battle since I was a teen. Anyways, hide me."

Suddenly there was more gunfire. Then it all stopped. "General, this is the Aeson Police Force. Your attackers have been dealt with, but it's probably a good idea if you return to your hotel now."

"Hotel? I'm going home."

"Sir, it hasn't been 12 hours."

The General sighs, "Fine. Could you drive us there? I really do not know the way."

"Hotel? I'm going home."

"Sir, it hasn't been 12 hours."

The General sighs, "Fine. Could you drive us there? I really do not know the way."

"Of course, General." The man, wearing a police uniform, pried the door open, the regular mechanism to do so having been damaged in the attack. "If you'll come with me?"

"Thank you, good man." said an obviously terrified Dictator.

"So, why were these people shooting at us?" Clay inquiried. "Did they know who we were, or was it coincidence?"

"Investigations are still ongoing, but we believe that they were an extremist religious group that believe you were planning to assist Xenos in removing the Empress."

"And word gets out already. Just take me there, please. The last thing I need is this in this nation."

"And word gets out already. Just take me there, please. The last thing I need is this in this nation."

"Of course, General." The ride back to the hotel was without further incident, and a formal apology for the actions of her citizens had already arrived at the Penthouse.

"Well, Clay, I'm exhausted. I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up if anything interesting happens." He jumped on the couch, still in his uniform, and slept. He used his cape as a blanket.

"Good night, sir. Or good afternoon. I don't know." He looked outside. "I think I'm going to walk around the town." He then got out of the building and began to walk around, when he saw a red line on the sidewalk. He looked both ways, to check if anyone was looking, and snuck in.

OOC: There's not restricted parts of the town... just specific buildings or specific sections of buildings. There was red lighting in the Imperial Palace to mark restricted areas.

OOC: Sorry, I read what you said back there wrong. Deleting my post and making a new one.

"Well, Clay, I'm exhausted. I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up if anything interesting happens." He jumped on the couch, still in his uniform, and slept. He used his cape as a blanket.

"Good night, sir. Or good afternoon. I don't know." He looked outside. "I think I'm going to walk around the town." He then got out of the building and began to walk around. He walked into the Imperial Palace (the part where tourists are allowed to go in, of course) and looked around. He was perplexed at the artwork around him.

"Most of it is religious," said Claudio, who had approached him silently from behind. "It is best understood by those who have been raised in the religion, although every generation or so, the religion has changed enough that the styles change with it."

Clay jumped. "Oh, you're that quiet fellow. I guessed that the majority was religious. But, as I'm not in your religion, it just looks like depictions of humans and anthropormorphs. Nice looking, though..." He continued to look around. "Hey, is there a reason you were silent earlier?"

Clay jumped. "Oh, you're that quiet fellow. I guessed that the majority was religious. But, as I'm not in your religion, it just looks like depictions of humans and anthropormorphs. Nice looking, though..." He continued to look around. "Hey, is there a reason you were silent earlier?"

The small man bared his teeth in what was either a smile or an intimidating gesture. "Unlike many, I speak only when I have something to say. Such an occasion did not arrise when last we met."

"So not when spoken to. In my country you'd get smacked for that." He grinned. "But don't worry, we're not in my country. Can you tell me what's over there, beyond those red lights? If not, I'll just explore for myself."

"So not when spoken to. In my country you'd get smacked for that." He grinned. "But don't worry, we're not in my country. Can you tell me what's over there, beyond those red lights? If not, I'll just explore for myself."

"I must advise against that," said Claudio, "But as to what is in there? That is no great secret. Beyond those red lights," he pointed, "Is the Empress's personal chambers. In the other restricted areas? Central security, the room where the Empress meets her advisers, nothing terribly exciting."

"Ah, okay." He made a mental note of that. "Any place else in this town that is somewhat interesting? As you know, my tour was cut off a bit short."

BuMp

That's a tasty burger.

That's a tasty burger.

OOC: Sorry, haven't been on the computer.

IC: "If you wish to... understand our religion better, there is one place. There is a temple not far outside the city. It is not so grand as the Holy Temple in the city, but there is a presence there... It is probably the oldest building in all of The Empire. It was there when the colonists first arrived, and the natives themselves could not say who had built it, or when."

OOC: it's k

"I honestly don't think that I should be heading to any extremely holy sites, you know. Extremists did shoot at me for 'attempting to oust the Empress'." He stood and looked at the walls. "Perhaps I should check this temple out. Would you take me there?"

OOC: it's k

"I honestly don't think that I should be heading to any extremely holy sites, you know. Extremists did shoot at me for 'attempting to oust the Empress'." He stood and looked at the walls. "Perhaps I should check this temple out. Would you take me there?"

"I would. And I can assure you that inside the temple, no one will even think of shooting at you. To defile such a site with violence, it is unthinkable."

"Thank you." ANd with that, he began to follow Claudio outwords.

Claudio's car was suited to carry two. Like everything about the little man it was overlookable at first sight. But it ran well, and soon they approached the temple. Two men with weapons stopped them, but Claudio murmurred a few words in an incomprehensible language, and they let them pass.

"Old Aesonic," Claudio explained, "We must leave the car here."

"Okay, is it a long hike or something? I'm wearing formal shoes..where'd you learn that Old Aesonic anyways?"

"Okay, is it a long hike or something? I'm wearing formal shoes..where'd you learn that Old Aesonic anyways?"

"I was raised bilingually. A great many are. And no, it is only a short walk."

"Ah. Let's go, then. I'm interested in seeing this place."

The temple was not large, and was nowhere near as ornately decorated as the church in the city. It was pyramid shaped, with a few murals on the outside depicting various gods.

"I must ask you not to speak when we are inside."

"Okay." He looked at the temple. "This place looks familiar..."

"Okay." He looked at the temple. "This place looks familiar..."

"There are pyramids in Egypt, as I'm sure you are aware. The Mayans also had pyramids, although of a slightly different design. Is this to what you are referring?"

"Yeah. So what's inside this place?" He thought. "Let's just go inside."

"Please, after you," said Claudio. The inside of the temple was plain but there was a presence about it. At least, Claudio was certain that he felt something. He always had been when he came here.

Clay looked around, feeling nothing. He thought that it was kind of a drab place. He looked at the icons on the walls, but felt awkward doing so. He wasn't able to understand much, but in the end Clay was enlightened.

Clay looked around, feeling nothing. He thought that it was kind of a drab place. He looked at the icons on the walls, but felt awkward doing so. He wasn't able to understand much, but in the end Clay was enlightened.

OOC: Enlightened how, exactly?

OOC: Just like, learning about the other religion. He only knows about his religion and feels a bit educated now that he knows a bit about this one

OOC: Just like, learning about the other religion. He only knows about his religion and feels a bit educated now that he knows that.

OOC: Ah. Ok.

IC: As they left the temple, a huge explosion came from the direction they had walked.

"That would be my car," said Claudio, neither his face nor his voice showing any expression.

"What is with this nation and explosions near diplomats..." he said as he instinctly ducked to the ground. "You're not shocked at all? Were you planning on your car blowing up?"

"What is with this nation and explosions near diplomats..." he said as he instinctly ducked to the ground. "You're not shocked at all? Were you planning on your car blowing up?"

"I was not certain, but it was always a possibility. And I do not mean to bruise your ego, but your presence was probably only incidental. I believe I am being warned."

"Being warned by who, or what? This place was guarded by armed guards...I don't believe they'd let people with explosives into a sacred area..."

"Being warned by who, or what? This place was guarded by armed guards...I don't believe they'd let people with explosives into a sacred area..."

"Oh, I expect the bomb was already on the car," incredibly, Claudio still seemed perfectly calm. "As to who, I expect that it had to do with the fact that I convinced Keene's apprentice to come foward with the truth. My loyalties lay, as they always have, with the Empress and the gods. It seems someone is trying to shake those loyalties."

"Why didn't they detonate it when you were in it? This whole logic is odd...anyways, I supposed we're going to go back now?"

"Because they are fool enough to believe that fear for my life would make me betray my empress. Were that so, I would be much more valuable alive than dead. And yes, I imagine one of the guards will be willing to give us a ride."

"I don't actually feel safe in this land." Clay said as he was getting into the guard's car. The guard drove Claudio and Clay back to The Diplomat, where Clay got off. He walked into the lobby and up to the main desk, "Could I request a wake up call at say...4:30 a.m. for the penthouse suite?"

"I don't actually feel safe in this land." Clay said as he was getting into the guard's car. The guard drove Claudio and Clay back to The Diplomat, where Clay got off. He walked into the lobby and up to the main desk, "Could I request a wake up call at say...4:30 a.m. for the penthouse suite?"

"Of course, sir. Will you be wishing to check out at that time?"

"At around 5 I will be checking out, could you send a bellboy to bring my bags outside...and possibly call a taxi for me and my co-worker? It would be much appriciated."

OOC: would any of your peoples like to go to jaredcohenia? both are going to be leaving tomorrow unless you have anything planned. just so you know, he's going to be taking a transport helicopter guarded by 4 gunships home.

"At around 5 I will be checking out, could you send a bellboy to bring my bags outside...and possibly call a taxi for me and my co-worker? It would be much appriciated."

OOC: would any of your peoples like to go to jaredcohenia? both are going to be leaving tomorrow unless you have anything planned. just so you know, he's going to be taking a transport helicopter guarded by 4 gunships home.

OOC: Well Shem is probably going to head back with them. I'm not sure I'm going to RP it though.

ooc: kk

Clay took the elevator up to his room, where the Dictator was pleasently napping in front of some...shall we say...Aesonic movies. "Wake up, sir. We're going to be leaving at 5 a.m. tomorrow."

"Okay...why'd you wake me up now?"

"I need you to call a transport home."

"Fine." He got up and went into a different room. "I need one Samson and four Dueys by around 5:15 at whatever Aesonic International Airport you can find. Call me when you land and be sure to specify the airport." He got out of the room and saw Clay watching the movie. "Damnit Clay."

"Sorry, sir," and he turned the TV off. "I'll try and find some dinner." ANd with that, Clay left again and the Dictator went back to his nap.