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Eminently
Victorious
Imperial
League

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E.V.I.L. Boards (http://z8.invisionfree.com/EVIL_Alliance_Bloc/index.php?act=idx)

Preamble

In order to maintain power, expand influence and dominate those foriegn entities that would oppose us, to solidify and expand national intrests, to present a common front to nations that would seek to change and exterminate our means of existence, to destroy and anihalate all powers that seek to force their so called 'moral agendas' upon us, we, the Powers of E.V.I.L hereby agree to the following document.

Defensive and Mutually Offensive Military Pact
DMOMP

Section 1. Foriegn Invasion and Defense Agreements
Clause A.
All member nations are required to aid all other member nations in the event of foriegn invasion. Should a member state be justly, or unjustly invaded by a foriegn power, or coalition of powers without E.V.I.L. Approval, all member states are to send all availible military forces to that nation's aid, provided it will not put the latter nation in a position of national insecurity.

Clause B.
In the case of foriegn attack the International Force of E.V.I.L. (IFE) shall be deployed in order to ward off foriegn aggression. The IFE is to be detailed below. IFE Forces shall be controlled by the Alliance, not by the nation benefiting from their presence. After said invasion is repeled, all captured equiptment, personel and funds shall be confiscated by the Alliance Treasurey.

The International Force of E.V.I.L. is to be an indpendently controlled force created and maintained by the Alliance Bloc, not under the control of the individual nation. This force is to be controlled by the Board of Consul's, directly lead by an elected Commander. Each member nation shall donate 500,000 Battle Ready Men (not armed nor equipped) to the force, in addition to an annual tribute of 250 Billion Dollars. Each member nation must also grant three military bases, or sites for bases inside their nation. The force shall be constructed by a independently assembled Council, and funded by the elected treasurer. Larger donations will result in larger forces being based in said nation.

[To be perfeclty clear, this will be an army not controlled by the individual nation, but by the elected Commander. Once you donate troops, you no longer have to RP their use, it will be done for you.]

Clause C.
No two member nations are to engage in hostilities against one another. The aggressor nation shall immidiately be expelled and treated as an enemy of the Alliance, unless deemed otherwise by the Board of Consuls.

Clause D.
If any member nation ever faces a forced change in government, the IEF shall restore the former government unless concluded other wise by a unanimous vote from the Board of Consuls. If any nation wishes to withdraw from the Alliance, reason must be presented. Any Revolution not dealt with by the Government of said nation will be handled by the Alliance, the former Regime (or new regime) placed back into power.

Section 2. Foriegn Conquests and IEF Involcement.
Clause A.
The unjustified invasion of a foriegn power is completely and totally allowed unless deemed otherwise by the Board of Consuls. Such wars should not be conducted with nuclear weaponry due to the destruction of natural resources. If nuclear weaponry is used as a first-shot measure, the amount of 1 Billion Dollars must be wired to the E.V.I.L. Treasury for every nuclear weapon fired.

Clause B.
If so desired, said member nation can call on IEF Involvement. The International Force of E.V.I.L. shall send forces to aid in the conquest, and participate until it's mission complete. The forces will be commanded by the elected Commander of the IEF, unless he choses to temporarily grant control to the nation currently involved. If the Commander chooses so, this action is reviewable by the Board of Consuls.

Part 2. After victory is established, the Alliance Treasurey is to confiscate 35% of all military equiptment, prisoners and monetary plunder, in addition to 20% of all land conquered. This land can be purchased back for the sum of 20,000 USD's per square mile. (Adjustable based on land value.)

Clause C.
If the Board of Consuls sees a mission as so important to Alliance Security that it must be completed, the Board can declare a 'Crusade'. The Crusade shall be given various names determined by the Board. 4/5 of all Consul members are needed in order to call such a Crusade. All IFE Forces are to be directed into this objective, as well as forces from each independent nation. Upon victory, 75% of all land shall be claimed by the Alliance Bloc, the remaining 25% to be divided amongst the members. The same percentage remains for monetary, equiptment and personel division.

Administrative Authority of the Alliance
AAA

Section 1. Higher End Administration.
Clause A.
This Section creates the Board of Consuls. Every member nation is to send one Representative to Serve as Consul. This board shall be the highest governing body of the alliance and it's territories. The Consuls shall elect one of their number to serve as Supreme Consul the official figurehead and 'Chief of State' of the Alliance and it's Territories. He shall hold no other role than tie breaker in the case of a draw in voting on matters of policy and war.The following positions must be filled by a vote of the Consuls.

1.Minister of the Treasurey.
2.Minister of Foriegn Diplomacy.
3.Minister of the Inquisition.*
4.Minister of Territorial Governance.
5.Grand Marshal of the IEF.
6.Minister of Technology Developement.
7.Supreme Consul.

*The Minister of the Inquisition shall lead the Inquisition of E.V.I.L. This branch shall do it's utmost to root out moles, informants and spies... as well as plant its own throughout the globe.

Clause B.
This clause permits the creation of governing bodies for conquered and donated territories. The highest rank in governance shall be the Lord Governor, appointed by the Board of Consuls. He shall then appoint men to lesser posts.

Economic Pacts and Commerce
EPC

Section 1. Tariff Reduction
Clause A. No nation may hold more than a 5% tariff against any member nation.

Clause B. If the Board of Consuls sets a tariff or embargo on any foriegn power or Coalition of Powers, it is to be recognized by all member states.

Requirements
A. The approval of 3/4 of the reigning Board of Consuls.
B. A Non-Liberal Government must be in power. No specific form is spoken of, however if said government conflicts with the essence of the alliance, they shall not be permitted.
C. A population over the size of 200 Million Subjects. [3 Military Bases, 250 Billion per year, 500,000 men]


Requirements for Nations of Under 200 Million
-Donation of 100,000 Able Bodied Men
-Payment of 250,000,000 USD's per year
-Three Military Bases Designated to IFE Forces
-Agreement that any controversial foriegn action made by said nation may be reviewed by the Board of Consuls, and overturned if so ruled.

Member Nations
Kroando... Consul Greggory Helicon
Gente Del Agua... Consul Theitus Yogli
Celtic Empire of the Hills... Dennis Crowley
Emporer Nero... Chie Lo
Bartonstein... Karl von Treuenfeld
The PeoplesFreedom... TPF Delegate(?)
Valley of the Giant... Dhaunoyn Noqurahel
The Grey Legion... Reichard Schneider
United Greater America... Edward Gloomer
The Church of the Nine... Father Pierre
Buddha C... Arnold Yang
Skgorria... Olga Beckenbauer
New Albor... Horus de Azerim
Alter Carvus... A. Solanius Triarius
The Shaimung Dynasty...


Governance Positions
Minister of the Treasurey. Greggory Helicon
Minister of Foriegn Diplomacy.
Minister of the Inquisition.
Minister of Territorial Governance. Emporer Xion Rien I
Grand Marshal of the IFE. Sylvia Katrina
Minister of Technology Developement.
Supreme Consul. Greggory Helicon

National Assets
5.200 Trillion Dollars
The Island of Afghanistan
x1 Multi-Purpose Military Base in the Burnsian Desert
x3 Multi-Purpose Basesin all nations unless otherwise listed

Military Assets
(Not Updated. Check boards for complete listing.)
8,800,000 Men
1 Division of Trained Londonian Soldiers (30,000)
150,000 Grand Imperial Jimuhn Troops (3 Corps)
Imperial 51st Legion
Grey Legion's 49th Praetorian Sentinels
300 NPI-P1 MBTs
x1 Nimitz Class Aircraft Carrier
45x CG-47 Ticonderoga Class Cruiser
45x DD-963 SPRUANCE Class Destroyer
50x DDG-51 Arleigh Burke Class Guided Missile Destroyer
30x FFG-7 Oliver Hazard Perry Class
20x CVN-68 Nimitz-class
10x CVN-65 Enterprise
25x Ohio Class SSGN 726
41x SSN-774 Virginia Class
30x SSN-688 Los Angeles Class
30x LPD 4 Austin Class
50x PC-1 Cyclone Class
35x CGN 36 California Class
100x Landing Craft, Air Cushion
50x Mark V Special Operations Craft
3x Leviathan Class Trimaran Super Dreadnaught

Inquisition Assets...
50 Operatives Fully Equipped with Support Units
10.0 Billion Dollars

http://z8.invisionfree.com/EVIL_Alli...ex.php?act=idx

The Royale Group, acting as the government of British Londinium, wants to join this alliance of EVIL!

Official Statement

The only currently serving Consul, Gregory Helicon, officially approves this nations application to the Alliance. Assuming mandatory entrance requirements are paid, the the Heaquarters of E.V.I.L. awaits the arrival of the Londonian Consul.

Burnsian State Administration
Department of Foreign Affairs

We are considering joining this alliance. However, we refuse to allow three military facilities in our country controlled by a foreign entity. The Alliance may have use of one. Please understand that this is not an intended affront against the Member nations; we have been wronged before in matters of territory.

Communique to the Burnsian Desert State Administration

The before mentioned request shall be accepted in order to ease worries in the Burisian Desert.

~Board of Consuls

Communique to the Burnsian Desert State Administration

The before mentioned request shall be accepted in order to ease worries in the Burisian Desert.

~Board of Consuls

Re

Thank you. The base will be in our Naval Headquarters at Regal; the area covers 130 sq.mi. We are sending our delegate, Mohammed Craig, to represent Burnsian interests in this Alliance.

Consider the Burnsian Desert a member.

We request acceptance in this great alliance, which follows all ideal we use in our goverment. Please accept our like-minded nation.

Miss Julia Churchill shall be dispatched as the Consul from the Royale Group.

The Royale Group shall also donate one division (30,000 troops), an aircraft carrier, five destroyers, and an SSN to the bloc military forces.

Communique to Gente Del Agua

Unless my fellow Consul's hold some opposition, consider Gente Del Agua a member of E.V.I.L. Please wire the appropriate funds to the treasurey, and send a representative to our Headquarters in Talifax.

~Board of Consuls

E.V.I.L. Headquarters, Talifax

"Gentlemen, first of all, welcome to Talifax, I hope the smell does not bother you too much.", Helicon chuckled before continuing. "First of all, we must appoint a Minister of the Treasury, this role is vital to the economic progress of the alliance. If it pleases the Board, I will nominate myself for this post."

[It requires you to be pretty active, negotiating money matters, purchasing military equipment, yada yada. Unless someone else wants to do it, I can fulfill the duties.]

We will wire a total of 100,000,000,000 Domas from our vaults at Grand Bank Fortuie Chelie and a total of three Grand Imperial Jimuhn corps, along with three hundred Neo-Panzer I P-1 MBT (Shortened Military Designation [NPI-P1 MBT])

Total Supplies Sent:
100 Billion USD
150,000 Grand Imperial Jimuhn Troops (3 Corps)
300 NPI-P1 MBTs

E.V.I.L. Headquarters, Talifax

"Gentlemen, first of all, welcome to Talifax, I hope the smell does not bother you too much.", Helicon chuckled before continuing. "First of all, we must appoint a Minister of the Treasury, this role is vital to the economic progress of the alliance. If it pleases the Board, I will nominate myself for this post."

[It requires you to be pretty active, negotiating money matters, purchasing military equipment, yada yada. Unless someone else wants to do it, I can fulfill the duties.]

OOC: How often must we be active? We are on nearly every day, but how many hours a week/day do you need?

Craig wrinkled his nose and adjusted his glasses, a pair of custom Oakley frames with non-tinted prescription lenses. Leaning forward in his chair, he spoke.

"Second. Also, I'd like to announce that the Burnsian Military is donating two Regal-Class submerisbles."

OOC: The Regal-Class submersible is a combination aircraft carrier/submarine that is also capable of launching somewhere around 50 conventional/nuclear tipped missiles at one time. Complement is somewhere around 2,000, which I will also donate.

"The Royale Group also supports this bid," stated Julia.

[Active enough to control all of the financial matters of the alliance I suppose.]

Helicon scribbled down some notes on a pad of paper regarding donation totals. "I thank you for your support, I shall do my best to honor my position."

Julia then rose from her seat.

"I nominate myself for the position of Minister for Foreign Diplomacy," she said.

Julia then rose from her seat.

"I nominate myself for the position of Minister for Foreign Diplomacy," she said.

OOC: Oh, hell no.

IC: We (Insert word that means NO here).

Simply playing the game of politics, Helicon looked up, raising his hand. "Seconded."

[Gente, it means he gets to do the negotiating... we still make the decisions as a whole.]

Simply playing the game of politics, Helicon looked up, raising his hand. "Seconded."

Please look over some of the things he had done in the past...

[His only power as Foriegn Diplomat is fulfilling the desires of all of us... he doesn't make foriegn policy, he simply implements what we want done.]

Craig rolled his eyes.

"Fellow members, it seems we have some dissent among the ranks. Since I seem to hold the final vote here, why don't we listen to both sides of the arguement? Ms. Churchill, please state your case. Then we will listen to the Gente Del Aguan delegate."

"Ladies and gentlemen of the EVIL Alliance bloc.

Whilst the government of British Londinium has performed deplorable actions in the past, that is no reason to not vote for me in this bid. I am convinced that, while remaining proud of their own national identities and history, the peoples of this alliance are determined to transcend their former divisions and, united ever more closely, to forge a common destiny. I am determined to continue the work established by the Alliance charter; I believe that if I am Foreign Minister, we can forge a common destiny, we can continue along the path of civilisation, progress and prosperity, we can strive for peace, justice and solidarity throughout the world.

The arguments that may be brought against me are irrelevant."

"Ladies and gentlemen of the EVIL Alliance bloc.

Whilst the government of British Londinium has performed deplorable actions in the past, that is no reason to not vote for me in this bid. I am convinced that, while remaining proud of their own national identities and history, the peoples of this alliance are determined to transcend their former divisions and, united ever more closely, to forge a common destiny. I am determined to continue the work established by the Alliance charter; I believe that if I am Foreign Minister, we can forge a common destiny, we can continue along the path of civilisation, progress and prosperity, we can strive for peace, justice and solidarity throughout the world.

The arguments that may be brought against me are irrelevant."

Craig didn't like this woman. Anyone who he believed hid behind political rhetoric was, in his mind, a coward. However, he was no longer in the Desert, so he had to be civil.

"First, I'd like to express how impressed I am that you are able to admit past wrongdoings of your country. This shows that, like the Roman emperor Theodosius, you are a humble but strong leader.

However, I do have a problem with one tenet of your arguement. I believe peace is not necessarily an objective of EVIL. In fact, the Defensive and Mutually Offensive Military Pact, Section 2, Clause A stops just short of declaring that the pursuit of warfare is more important than the pursuit of peace. In fact, it states that the disruption of peace is, and I quote, "completely and totally allowed". Now, please scrape all the bullshit off of what you were saying, and re-present it to us."

Damn, he thought. Maybe I was too harsh. Eh, I have faith in her. Maybe she'll come to her senses.

Chuckling for a second Helicon agreed. "There is no need for political correctivity here madam.", spoke young man. "Any nation that joins an alliance bloc with the acronym evil... certainly isn't considered about their external appearance."

Julia stammered for a moment.

Fuck it, she thought. Too idealistic for this crowd. Better rework the speech.

"Apologies. What I am attempting to say is that I feel that I will be the best candidate for the office. Why? Simply because I have experience in these militaristic actions of which you speak. Warfare is an integral part of the Royale Group's foreign policy decisions. The gun is mightier than the pen or the treaty. As a result of the experiences I have had in the Royale Diplomatic Corps, the type of tactics necessary for EVIL to get what it wants are almost second nature to me."

"Yet you were just talking about the merits of peace and solidarity. Please, Ms. Churchill, tell us what you're thinking. There's no need to adapt yourself to our expectations here; we're just looking for the right person for the job." He cast his eyes around the room. "Am I correct?"

He leaned back in his chair for a moment, but caught himself in mid-recline. Scratching his goatee in thought, he said, "Actually, fellow members, I believe Ms. Churchill's unique skills may be of use. Since Foreign Relations is a matter that requires a great deal of diplomacy - something that she is apparently quite adept at - she should do quite well in this position. I second the nomination."

"Thank you, Consul," replied Julia as she sat down. "I appreciate your vote."

"I have no problems with the motion, however if the Gentian Consul (what is his/her name?) still objects, I would like to here the complaints.", Helicon replied, motioning for one of the servants in the room to bring him another glass of brandy.

Ambassador Theitus Yogli responded in a calm tone, "Yes yes, war is all fun and games before you get jumped. I agree that we should attack smaller nations, but in these day and times such actions could and most likely will lead to voilent actions. We don't need a nation that is represented by a beast who gets a little bitchy when she bleeds for five days." He smirked at the female ambassador of British Londinium and then continued, "We need a Minister not Minstress of Foriegn Policy that will do its damn research and make a believeably damned lie before sending our nation into war. We need a more experienced and cool head.... excuse me.... motha fuka up in her'." With that he closed his eyes and listened to a rythmic classical tune he had in his head, the 5th Sympony.

"I have no problems with the motion, however if the Gentian Consul (what is his/her name?) still objects, I would like to here the complaints.", Helicon replied, motioning for one of the servants in the room to bring him another glass of brandy.

FRACKING LATICAN CONSUL/AMBASSADOR, DAMNIT GET IT STRAIGHT. Lol, now I sound like a woman :rolleyes: :p

"I beg to differ. As is stated, the Minister of Foreign Diplomacy is to act out the wishes of the Bloc, not her own. And since Ms. Churchill seems so adept at ass-kissing," he stole a sideways glance at Julia, "I stand by my decision."

OOC: Latican? Gente del agua literally translates to 'People of the Water'... where does Latican come from?

"Thank you. I intend to fulfil my duties to the best of my ability," Julia said. "Oh, could you bring me three measures of Gordon's; one of vodka; half a measure of Kina Lillet? Shake it over ice, and add a thin slice of lemon peel. That would be lovely," she added, addressing a servant in the corner.

"I beg to differ. As is stated, the Minister of Foreign Diplomacy is to act out the wishes of the Bloc, not her own. And since Ms. Churchill seems so adept at ass-kissing," he stole a sideways glance at Julia, "I stand by my decision."

Yogli stood at his impressive hieght of 2.1 meters and began to lit a cigar. As the cigar began to lite he plobbed it into his mouth, and moved it to the left of his cheek as he began to talk."Yes, but ass-kissing won't stop nations from declaring a war on a nation that dosn't have a good lie or miniscle reason that they can blow up to seem as though a seroius reason for a war. We need a former spy or other to do such work. Think KGB meets diplomacy." He then began to pace back and forth, slowly in a dignified manor.

"I beg to differ. As is stated, the Minister of Foreign Diplomacy is to act out the wishes of the Bloc, not her own. And since Ms. Churchill seems so adept at ass-kissing," he stole a sideways glance at Julia, "I stand by my decision."

OOC: Latican? Gente del agua literally translates to 'People of the Water'... where does Latican come from?

OOC: We COME from, Nicaragua. But as our national history nearer to the future as made Euthopia our homeland for the past twenty years. We still have small cities in Nicaragua, but nothing major. Besides, It's the Socialist Imperialistic Empire of Latica. Our nation is 73% Latino, 13% Black Muslim, and other...

"I believe you are confusing the positions of Minister of the Inquisition and Minister of Foreign Diplomacy. I more than agree with you that we need someone with an intelligence background to conduct matters of the type you describe. I maintain that we need an ass-kisser as a diplomat, and a spy as a spy."

"Yes, but why not both? Why must we settle for a skank, when we just need to wait a bit longer of what we need. I mean i'm not saying it can't be a British Londinium Consul, but I'm saying it shouldn't be her" He pointed his long fingers toward the Londinium Consul and narrowed his eyes. "Furthermore, why not? Why must you stand by here so? We can have an ass-kisser AND a intelliegence savy Minister. Why can't you wait just a bit longer for what we need? Are you NOT looking at what is best for the Alliance, even if it takes just a bit more time?" Once Yogli was on something, he would never let go...

Julia reclined in her seat as she drank her martini.

"What are you insinuating, sir?" she shot, with particular sarcasm on the sir.

Julia reclined in her seat as she drank her martini.

"What are you insinuating, sir?" she shot, with particular sarcasm on the sir.

He payed NO mind to the skank...

OOC: Sorry if i'm making it seem like I hate you man, just don't like your charcter :( lol

OOC: understood - no offence taken.

Laquasa Isle would like to join.

"Hold on, now. I'm not sure what sort of... history... you two have with each other," said Craig, lowering his glasses. "But I, out of respect, tolerated your crass remarks earlier with the hope that you were just angry over Ms. Churchill's self-nomination. Please do not insult other members; you're going to have to work with them in the future.

"However, I do see your point about the spy-and-diplomat combination. The problem that I have with your arguement is that it seems to be motivated by a dislike of the British counsul. The point of this deliberation is to choose the best candidate, not the most liked.

"Since it seems that we cannot come to a consensus on this issue, I move that we should move on to the next position, Minister of the Inquisition. Second?"

The Latican Empire supports the Isles and request that they be accepted.

"I have seen no other nominees...", coughed Helicon, swallowing a bit of brandy down the wrong pipe. "Does anyone else seek to hold this office? Besides... it is not the mission of the Foriegn Minister to bargain away aggressors... that is the mission of the Supreme Military Commander."

The Latican Empire supports the Isles and request that they be accepted.

Thanks :). That was directed at me right?

The Latican Empire supports the Isles and request that they be accepted.

(Second)

"Hold on, now. I'm not sure what sort of... history... you two have with each other," said Craig, lowering his glasses. "But I, out of respect, tolerated your crass remarks earlier with the hope that you were just angry over Ms. Churchill's self-nomination. Please do not insult other members; you're going to have to work with them in the future.

However, I do see your point about the spy-and-diplomat combination. The problem that I have with your arguement is that it seems to be motivated by a dislike of the British counsul. The point of this deliberation is to choose the best candidate, not the most liked.

"Since it seems that we cannot come to a consensus on this issue, I move that we should move on to the next position, Minister of the Inquisition. Second?"

"We decline. You must finish this, it is to find the BEST man for the position, we must find this, and if this discomforts you, maybe you should leave or step out of council matters." A skowl grew on his face, he started to like the lady a bit more over this gentlemen, even though he does seem to have a cool head, just not one that can stick to things. "We need to hold this matter, we request that we launch a campaign to find a new Minister of Foreign Diplomacy, we would actually request that it be British, just no her." He seemed a bit more friendly now, not pointing. He was even about to go over to her and talk to her, but he declined himself.

Thanks :). That was directed at me right?

Of couse :)

The Laquasa Isle has been accepted into the alliance, provided they are not currently engaged in hostilities with any member nation.

[For some reason I though you were at war with BL.]

Its tense, but not war.

"I have seen no other nominees...", coughed Helicon, swallowing a bit of brandy down the wrong pipe. "Does anyone else seek to hold this office? Besides... it is not the mission of the Foriegn Minister to bargain away aggressors... that is the mission of the Supreme Military Commander."

"We will second the motion to deliberate the Ministry of the Inquisition... for starters, fifty operatives formerly working with the Helicon Corporation have been transfered to the Ministry."

We will nominate Carl Korkoshof, he had worked in the KGB for a number of years and has recently come to us. He is about 51 years old if I do remember correctly.

OOC: EDIT: Sorry, Agua, I didn't see your post... I was typing this.

"I have seen no other nominees...", coughed Helicon, swallowing a bit of brandy down the wrong pipe. "Does anyone else seek to hold this office? Besides... it is not the mission of the Foriegn Minister to bargain away aggressors... that is the mission of the Supreme Military Commander."

"We will second the motion to deliberate the Ministry of the Inquisition... for starters, fifty operatives formerly working with the Helicon Corporation have been transfered to the Ministry."

"Outstanding. However, these agents always seem to require an inordinate amount of support staff, as well as money." He turned a bit and smiled at Yogli. He had a sneaking suspicion that he was a former intelligence operative. "Therefore, I can promise a pledge of five billion dollars, as well as a full support staff for each operative that Kroando has contributed. Secondly, I would like to introduce one Mr. Lamar Atto, former director of the Burnsian Intelligence Agency."

He motioned to a servant, to which he handed a data drive and a five-note bill.

"If I may direct the Bloc's attention to the television..." On the screen appeared eight images of different men in different states of torture. Under each was a caption with the country of origin. TROUSRS... Shoosheebaba... Hogsweat... Communist Mississippi... they went on and on. Blood came out of their eyeballs, their limbs looked like they had been put through a cheese shredder. One man didn't have any; his eyelids had been cut off and a steady drip of narcotics kept his body from going into shock. "This," he said, with a dramatic sweep of the hand, "is the result of Mr. Atto's tender loving care."

At that moment, the door swung open to reveal a short, balding man, wearing a leather trenchcoat and slacks. "Good evening, gentleman and lady... what do you think of my work?"

Our Consul will be Alejandro' Gamirez. He is 32, and is and ex-Govenor.

"Outstanding. However, these agents always seem to require an inordinate amount of support staff, as well as money." He turned a bit and smiled at Yogli. He had a sneaking suspicion that he was a former intelligence operative. "Therefore, I can promise a pledge of five billion dollars, as well as a full support staff for each operative that Kroando has contributed. Secondly, I would like to introduce one Mr. Lamar Atto, former director of the Burnsian Intelligence Agency."

He motioned to a servant, to which he handed a data drive and a five-note bill.

"If I may direct the Bloc's attention to the television..." On the screen appeared eight images of different men in different states of torture. Under each was a caption with the country of origin. TROUSRS... Shoosheebaba... Hogsweat... Communist Mississippi... they went on and on. Blood came out of their eyeballs, their limbs looked like they had been put through a cheese shredder. One man didn't have any; his eyelids had been cut off and a steady drip of narcotics kept his body from going into shock. "This," he said, with a dramatic sweep of the hand, "is the work of Mr. Atto."

At that moment, the door swung open to reveal a short, balding man, wearing a leather trenchcoat and slacks. "Good evening, gentleman and lady... what do you think of my work?"

Yogli sighed, As he recieved a text message on his phone from the Latican Capitol. Yogli repeated the following words from his phone "We would like to announce our nominatee for Minster of Inquisition, Ambassador Yogli!" Yogli's mine raced with distain, not this again, he whimpered in his mind. He was fourty-nine and was straight of the LAB (Latican Assination Beureau) where he had selected the needed targets to take out. He had grown sick of it and had decided to go into politics, but now he was being throw back in it. "Servant, I want a Sameul Adams."

The servant responded with a questioning face, "Samuel Adams, sir?" He replied with a light French accent.

"Damnit man, get me a beer," Yogli answered with an angered expression. The servant quickly ran off to get a 'beer'.

Looking over the file of the Lacitan nominee, Helicon paused to glance at the television screen. As the man entered the room, the Consul dropped the papers to the table. "I find it completely repulsing...", Helicon replied, a stern look on his face. "Consider my vote for Mr. Otto.", continued the man, a smile replacing the scowl.

"Brilliant...turn it off already," said Julia. "But I second the nomination."

"Thank you. These are some of my better projects... all were successful," he said, moving to the chair next to Mohammed. He gave a slight nod to his diplomatic counterpart, and ordered a Shirley Temple from the servant. Meeting the quizzical looks, he replied, "Alcohol clouds the mind."

He would never tell them that he was deathly allergic to the chemical. In his mind, everyone, even his own countrymen, was his enemy. Why give them more information than they need?

OOC: EDIT: Sorry, Agua, I didn't see your post... I was typing this.



"Outstanding. However, these agents always seem to require an inordinate amount of support staff, as well as money." He turned a bit and smiled at Yogli. He had a sneaking suspicion that he was a former intelligence operative. "Therefore, I can promise a pledge of five billion dollars, as well as a full support staff for each operative that Kroando has contributed. Secondly, I would like to introduce one Mr. Lamar Atto, former director of the Burnsian Intelligence Agency."

He motioned to a servant, to which he handed a data drive and a five-note bill.

"If I may direct the Bloc's attention to the television..." On the screen appeared eight images of different men in different states of torture. Under each was a caption with the country of origin. TROUSRS... Shoosheebaba... Hogsweat... Communist Mississippi... they went on and on. Blood came out of their eyeballs, their limbs looked like they had been put through a cheese shredder. One man didn't have any; his eyelids had been cut off and a steady drip of narcotics kept his body from going into shock. "This," he said, with a dramatic sweep of the hand, "is the result of Mr. Atto's tender loving care."

At that moment, the door swung open to reveal a short, balding man, wearing a leather trenchcoat and slacks. "Good evening, gentleman and lady... what do you think of my work?"

OOC: NP

IC: These images didn't digust the ambassador at all, but he faked as though he was sick as to furthermore convince these electors not to vote for him. He smiled inside of him, i won't have to do it again. He let out a slight chuckle, but this was on purpose.

"Thank you. These are some of my better projects... all were successful," he said, moving to the chair next to Mohammed. He gave a slight nod to his diplomatic counterpart, and ordered a Shirley Temple from the servant. Meeting the quizzical looks, he replied, "Alcohol clouds the mind."

He would never tell them that he was deathly allergic to the chemical. In his mind, everyone, even his own countrymen, was his enemy. Why give them more information than they need?

Mind if I RP your death using this in a few more pages, when we get to like 20 or so? Anyways just picture a IC post saying he put it away, ok?

"And the Laquasan delegate?" asked Craig. He leaned towards Atto, and whispered, "You're a sick fucker, you know that?"

OOC:

Mind if I RP your death using this in a few more pages, when we get to like 20 or so? Anyways just picture a IC post saying he put it away, ok?

No problem. But you're going to kill us all? That'll piss my leadership off a bit...

Damn you Every Villan Is Lemons!

OOC: I think we have a majority vote for Atto; should we move on, or wait for Laquasa Isle?

OOC: Move on.

"Well, I think the matter is settled. The next topic of business... Minister of Territorial Governance, I believe. Mr. Helicon, would you mind explaining to us exactly what this position entails?"

He motioned to a servant, who leaned down so Mohammed could speak in his ear. "I'll give you a thousand-note if you give my card to the lady over there..." he said, motioning at Julia. He had written his room number on the back, as well as his private phone number.

OOC: If anyone wants to wait for LI, say so and I'll delete this...

I vote for.

I vote for.

OOC: That makes it easier :)

Hurry up, Kroando! The ADHD among us are getting restless.

[Sorry... I had some spicy food earlier today...]

"Territorial Governance...", Helicon flipped through a packet infront of him, reading through the page quickly. "Ah yes... an administative job more than anything else. As you all doubtlessly realize, this Alliance Bloc is far more independent that most others. This alliance is actually a nation, well, a nation controled by it's members. As the territorial possessions of EVIL expand, the Minister of TG would administer those lands. Implement the laws and regulations passed by the Board, adjust wages of the people, set rulings on enviromental issues... in effect, the President... however, he is of course, subject to the rulings of the Board."... "At the moment, he would rule only the island of Afghanistan, a small island in the South Pacific transfered to our control... main industries include... opium production. The Minister would... run the island, until our possessions expand of course, in which case so would his responsibility."

"And the Laquasan delegate?" asked Craig. He leaned towards Atto, and whispered, "You're a sick fucker, you know that?"

OOC:



No problem. But you're going to kill us all? That'll piss my leadership off a bit...


I would kill your main character in a few, as he grows into my enemy? I mean if you don't want him to die attack me first. Or just makes us friends :D Wanna make rules for our dule la intellegancie' lol?

Yogli clear is throat, suprised by the text message he had just recieved. "Emperor Xion Rien the First would like to nominate for Territorial Goverance himself"

Julia played with the card from the Burnsian consul as she spoke.

"You mean that the Emperor of the Latican Empire would like to be Minister for Territorial Governance?"

I would kill your main character in a few, as he grows into my enemy? I mean if you don't want him to die attack me first. Or just makes us friends :D Wanna make rules for our dule la intellegancie' lol?

OOC: Eh, I don't care what happens to him, but for the Bloc's stability, I wouldn't kill him. Assassinating another delegate wouldn't exactly be conduscive to cooperation in the room.

EDIT: Oops. Lemme fix this post...

IC:

"Hm. There's nothing in the Articles about leaders of nations becoming Minister of Territorial Governance; although it sounds like somewhat of a conflict of interest, I second the motion."

Yogli replied with a true smile, forged mostly of surpise by his emperor and the lady's realization of him. He quickly caught his emotions and replaced it with a stern, straight face. "Yes, my lady, he is attempting to run for Minister of Territorial Governance. I believe he would do well as he has recently brought the Socialist Militaristic Empire of Latica into a golden age, while our last emperor Airch Rein scawmbled in idiotic foriegn affairs." Just realizing she was the Ministress of Foriegn Affairs he quickly re-stated his statement, with a slight stagger. "Err... I mean as in un-neccesary one, my lady."

OOC: She is the new reason why we try to kill each other, ok?

"Oh... it pays well...", Helicon chuckled, clicking his pen absent mindedly. "But an Emporer? I mean no offence... but your Emporer wants to take a subordinate Ministry Job? If he so desires the position... he is doubtlessly qualified. I hold no objections."

[Killing other members in the begining of the Alliance... we're supposed to be expanding... not starting civil war...]

"Oh... it pays well...", Helicon chuckled, clicking his pen absent mindedly. "But an Emporer? I mean no offence... but your Emporer wants to take a subordinate Ministry Job?"

"It's more for the stabilization of the Alliance and also centralization." Sighed as he said these words, he kept the Ministress in his corner view. "But I was suprised as you, and we take no offence."

[I added onto the last post supporting his nomination.]

Julia swirled her martini around, then took a sip.

"Something tells me having the Emperor or leader of any member nation serve as the minister is...not wise. I vote against the bid."

"Oh... it pays well...", Helicon chuckled, clicking his pen absent mindedly. "But an Emporer? I mean no offence... but your Emporer wants to take a subordinate Ministry Job? If he so desires the position... he is doubtlessly qualified. I hold no objections."

[Killing other members in the begining of the Alliance... we're supposed to be expanding... not starting civil war...]

Eh, people like to come into Alliance with confronatations, lol look at CA. :p

[Killing other members in the begining of the Alliance... we're supposed to be expanding... not starting civil war...]

OOC: I concur. Although it would make for a good story, I don't think that that's what we need at this point in time.

Minister of Treasurey, we have heard that you have requested for a MBT, we have one that is exteremly near to completion. All we need is a 130MM Smoothbore cannon, an extra engine, and a little larger...

Julia swirled her martini around, then took a sip.

"Something tells me having the Emperor or leader of any member nation serve as the minister is...not wise. I vote against the bid."

Craig sighed... this one would be fun.

"Please elaborate, Madam Ministress."

"You see, it gives the Laticans too much power. The Latican emperor, when given such authority, could easily use EVIL Alliance possesions not to serve our interests, but the interests of the Latican Empire. It would make me feel more comfortable if someone other than the emperor of Latica would stand for the position - nothing against their Empire, of course."

"The Board can always over rule any move made by the Minister of Territorial Governance... his power is thuroughly checked by our own."

Another text message was recieved by Yogli, he sighed. "The first of the main battle tank line of Neo-Panzer has been completed. It is for sale commercially at 23 Million USD but for the alliance it is a mere 18 Million USD"

OOC: Look at my link to find it, it'll be in the completed projects

"The Board can always over rule any move made by the Minister of Territorial Governance... his power is thuroughly checked by our own."

"My support stands with the Emperor, however I do believe that all funds and assets confiscated by EVIL should be kept in a jointly-administrated central location to prevent misuse."

"Then I withdraw my objections."

Julia continued to play with the card.

I'll have to swing by his room sometime, she thought.

"Then I withdraw my objections."

Julia continued to play with the card.

I'll have to swing by his room sometime, she thought.

I hope you're a girl, or have a girlfriend who is doing this, bro.

"This is of course to be the point, E.V.I.L. Assets, Forces, Possessions... are to remain such. The Alliance is to stand both the test of time, and membership variation. If I have one reservation about the Emporer taking this position, it is his time. The Ministry of Territorial Governance will arguably consume his entire day... will he have time to rule both his nation, and administer our lands?"

I hope you're a girl, or have a girlfriend who is doing this, bro.

OOC: Why, out of curiosity? Besides, wouldn't it be illogical to be calling a girl "bro"?

Don't you men contradictory, but it's kind of wierd for a man and a man playing a girl to flirt online... REALLLY wierd.

The Kingdom of Bartonstein would like to request permission to join this alliance of like minded nations.

The Celtic Empire of the Hills wishes to join this glorious alliance. We will state first however that we are already members of the CA and that comes first. Should a GASN member join this alliance and full out war between the CA and GASN breaks out we will try to hold off on attacking the GASN member that is a part of this allaince. We have ample resources that we would be willing to contribute to the IEF, including armour, artillery, and infantry supplies.

Don't you men contradictory, but it's kind of wierd for a man and a man playing a girl to flirt online... REALLLY wierd.

OOC: Point taken.

Or maybe not, she thought. I don't know, I need to drink some more.

OOC: Point taken.

Or maybe not, she thought. I don't know, I need to drink some more.

HHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

OOC: ugh. don't make me feel worse about it.

Then buy one of my tanks :p

[Reply to the applicants mis amigo's.]

Reading a notice the rest of the members had also just recieved, Helicon spoke. "I have no problem admitting Bartonstein... however the Celtic Empire of the Hills has already stated it's loyalty lies with the CA... what do you all think of this?"

[Reply to the applicants mis amigo's.]

Reading a notice the rest of the members had also just recieved, Helicon spoke. "I have no problem admitting Bartonstein... however the Celtic Empire of the Hills has already stated it's loyalty lies with the CA... what do you all think of this?"

OOC:
Just a note, that loyalty to the CA mostly comes from a fear of Kraven...

We are very gracious for your admitting us. We will do whatever is in the power of our young nation to aid the alliance.

"The Corporate Alliance is weak and they go against a greater power. They just might stand a chance if they have the Neo-Panzer Main Battle Tank line on their side." His tone broke into one of a salesman, "I mean, our Neo-Panzer II will defeintely have a 200 mm Smoothbore cannon and we are developing an anti-EMP shield or concept. Our Neo-Panzer I-2a is a formidable force on its own, its probable one of the best out their. 82kph and it has a 135 mm smoothbore cannon with a heavy machine gun. I can reboot from EMP blasts quicker than most due to its lack of Eletronic devices even though it is still can go toe-to-toe with more sophisticated tanks."

My sig..... Oh, and if you want more correct estimates of the Neo-Panzer II read the convo between me and ThePeoplesFreedom on the thread.

"Please... I will deal with the issue of tank selection in due time... it will most likely be put to a vote once more entrees have been made.", Helicon looked down rubbing his forehead. "For the time being, lets keep our focus on the matter at hand. Two nations seek entrance... does anyone object?"

My sig..... Oh, and if you want more correct estimates of the Neo-Panzer II read the convo between me and ThePeoplesFreedom on the thread.

Just to let you know, I don't use Kraven, Confederate, or Leafisanti equipment. I use some of the hardest hitting, high tech, weapons I have found on the market. Well not so much as on the market, more so what DMG sell...

"Im saying the CA needs it.."

Just to let you know, I don't use Kraven, Confederate, or Leafisanti equipment. I use some of the hardest hitting, high tech, weapons I have found on the market. Well not so much as on the market, more so what DMG sell...

The Panzer-Neo II may not be AS powerfull as the Behemoth III, but it will be more afforable, and his has a 200mm cannon, thats pretty nice man. Also we are working on a Anti-EMP shield so you can safely use EMPs on the Behomth IIIs.

"Until such a time that a member nation has objection to the entrance of Bartonstein or the Celtic Empire of the Hills, both nations shall be considered admitted. Both nations have been notified, and should be sending representation shortly."

[If anyone has a problem with either, say so and they will be re-evaluated. And the tank talk is gettin a bit off the topic.]

The Panzer-Neo II may not be AS powerfull as the Behemoth III, but it will be more afforable, and his has a 200mm cannon, thats pretty nice man. Also we are working on a Anti-EMP shield so you can safely use EMPs on the Behomth IIIs.

Is the Panzer-Neo II an MBT or HBT? And just to let you know the Behemoth IIs and IIIs already are armed with some thing known as EMP DAD. This Detects the EMP and Defends the tank from it. It basicly makes a seperate EMP 'feild' around the tank so that it counters the incoming EMP.

Damnit, how about.. well lets just say I have an Anti-Anti-EMP plan :-D

OOC: Dude, this is not your tank advertising thread...do that somewhere else.

OOC: Yes it is, it's for the Alliance.

[There is a seperate thread made for discussing tanks, lets keep this one for everything else.]

How could you could you create a counter-field? like this?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faraday_cage

EDIT: oops: Taking to other thread

How could you could you create a counter-field? like this?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faraday_cage

Check out DMG's page for more information, he has a list of weapons system on their somewhere...

[Please, no more tank talk in this thread. There is another one devoted to nothing but tanks and military equipment. Thank you.]

Where would that be? I have been trying to find a way to donate all the extra naval vessels I have... I recently did some number crunching and I don't have enough man power for my navy to support all theses ships...

[You can donate stuff here, I was mainly referring to the technical tank talk, which can be done in the thread in which E.V.I.L. is selling defence contracts.]

Actually... no, we're discussing the production of the Neo-Panzer II SHBT, which you SHOULD buy. But anyways, check it out, please.

The Hills wish to donate to following to the naval branch of the IEF:

45x CG-47 Ticonderoga Class Cruiser
45x DD-963 SPRUANCE Class Destroyer
45x DDG-51 Arleigh Burke Class Guided Missile Destroyer
30x FFG-7 Oliver Hazard Perry Class
20x CVN-68 Nimitz-class
10x CVN-65 Enterprise
25x Ohio Class SSGN 726
40x SSN-774 Virginia Class
30x SSN-688 Los Angeles Class
30x LPD 4 Austin Class
50x PC-1 Cyclone Class
35x CGN 36 California Class
100x Landing Craft, Air Cushion
50x Mark V Special Operations Craft
3x Leviathan Class Trimaran Super Dreadnaught

These have been lying arround in storage due to a lack of need for them as well as a lack of people to man them due to a lowered draft rate. They are fairly old but have been well kept are are relatively unused.

What could the Kingdom do in order to receive a governing position?

[Do you mean Ministry Position? Im goin' to bed now, so ill check back in tomarrow. Ah, and DH and Bart, what are the names of your Consuls?]

Helicon looked over the list of equipment being donated by the new member. "Excellent..."

[Do you mean Ministry Position? Im goin' to bed now, so ill check back in tomarrow. Ah, and DH and Bart, what are the names of your Consuls?]

Helicon looked over the list of equipment being donated by the new member. "Excellent..."


The Hillian Empire's Consul will be High Admiral Teresa Crowley, daughter of the late Supreme Admrial F. Crowley and cousin of the Current Supreme Admiral Dennis Crowley. She is the second highes ranking woman in the whole Hillian Military. She has also been present during and assited in numerous political meetings that the late Supreme Admiral was involved in.

OOC: For those of you who don't know the Supreme Admiral is my leader's title.

(Yea a ministry position)

Our Consul is GenFM. Karl von Treuenfeld.

(Yea a ministry position)

Our Consul is GenFM. Karl von Treuenfeld.

I take it you want the Grand Marshal position correct?

Not necessarily, that is just his current rank.

Not necessarily, that is just his current rank.

Okay, just checking...

ooc: I dont mean to troll, but seeing as how no one else has said before (I oonl read the 1st page)

Every Villain Is Lemons

edit: btw, nice to see you back TBD.

(Yea we follow a German rank system, so the highest attainable rank in the Army is Generalfeldmarschal.)

ooc: I dont mean to troll, but seeing as how no one else has said before (I oonl read the 1st page)

Every Villain Is Lemons

edit: btw, nice to see you back TBD.

*looks at post 60*

Sorry dude, I already made the joke. Apparently they're not getting the refrence. Anywho....


DAMN YOU TOO HELL!

Every Villan Is Lemons

Outside E.V.I.L's
headquarters, a short man named Jack Mehoff proceeded too throw rocks at the massive wall in front of him screaming "DAMN YOU EVERY VILLAN IS LEMONS!"

Outside E.V.I.L. HQ

"Lemons? I like lemons... how dare they defame my lemons...", grumbled a security guard, dressed in riot control gear. "See how they like my lemons now...", mumbled the man as he raised his weapon and fired three rounds at the protestor, with every intent to kill.

Inside E.V.I.L. HQ

"Alright... next order of business... the Supreme Consul. He shall declare the order of business spoken inside the Board of Consuls, as well as serve as tie breaker on any issue that may arrise... other than that, it is largely ceremonial.", spoke Helicon, leaning back in his chair. "Nominations?"

I nominate Helicon.

[Why thank you.

I made a site... if anyone wants Adminship to change skins or whatnot, TG or PM me.

http://z8.invisionfree.com/EVIL_Alliance_Bloc/index.php?act=idx ]

Awesome, I'm going to defienetly request Admin, ummm. Can I not do it TG or PM and just say this is it :p, lol.

"I second the motion," said Julia as she drank her martini.

[As long as you know how to change the skins to something more evil than... light blue.]

Kk

The Peoples Freedom Wishes to Join This Alliance in exchange for military assitance against any enemy versus the CA

Hehehe... you're are our production friend, but such a request... is un-wise for the alliance at this time.

Hehehe... you're are our production friend, but such a request... is un-wise for the alliance at this time.

So be It.

"Shit!" exclaimed Mohammed, pulling on his expensive Brooks Brothers suit. He had just recieved word from his servant friend that the Bloc was voting on Supreme Counsul. He sprinted down the hallway and jumped five stairs at a time down the stairwell. Arriving at the conference room, he straightened his tie and walked in.

On his way to his seat, he turned his head and stated, "I nominate myself for position of Supreme Counsul. Oh, and good morning, all."

OOC: OMG someone actually remembers me. Thank you, Groznyj.

OOC: Do I need to RP the arrival of my consul or can I just say that she is there already for simplicity sake?

OOC: Just have the Consul appear, but provide a name, por favor.

"Shit!" exclaimed Mohammed, pulling on his expensive Brooks Brothers suit. He had just recieved word from his servant friend that the Bloc was voting on Supreme Counsul. He sprinted down the hallway and jumped five stairs at a time down the stairwell. Arriving at the conference room, he straightened his tie and walked in.

On his way to his seat, he turned his head and stated, "I nominate myself for position of Supreme Counsul. Oh, and good morning, all."

OOC: OMG someone actually remembers me. Thank you, Groznyj.

Yogli smiled, containing a mass of laughter, "Hey, look it's Mr. Greedy!" Yogli's eyes darted towards the Consul. "Nominating yourself for the other positions were just sickening, but for this position, I can't allow it. My vote stands by (Kroando's Ambassador's name here)!" Now, it was in stone... he didn't like this man. He might put up a request for LAB, but no, he would dispose of him, in due time.

OOC: Just have the Consul appear, but provide a name, por favor.
OOC:

I already did.

IC:

Teresa Crowley walked into the confrence room. She had just recieved a message on her Blackberry that the voting for the Supreme Consul was taking place. As she walked in she immdiately pleged her support to Helicon.

OOC: I think Helicon won...

Helicon truly had no intrest in the position, but the overwhelming majority of the Board had nominated and supported him... without him saying a word. "I will abstain from the vote on the Supreme Consulship... however it appears that my nomination has been seconded... and thirded. I will take this position if it so pleases the Board until it is once again up for election.", Helicon spoke, trying to be as conciliatory as possible to the Burnsian Consul, who obviously had his eyes set on the seat.

"However there seems to be a more serious issue present...", reading over a brief note, he continued. "The PeoplesFreedom has requested entrance... with the stipulation we agree to defend him from the Corporate Alliance. What do you all think of this?"

"The Royale Group is for allowing them entry into the alliance. Defending them against the Corporate Alliance...tricky. You see, the Royale Group is in the Corporate Alliance. But we would be willing to defend the PeoplesFreedom from any aggressor," stated Julia.

Yogli smiled, containing a mass of laughter, "Hey, look it's Mr. Greedy!" Yogli's eyes darted towards the Consul. "Nominating yourself for the other positions were just sickening, but for this position, I can't allow it. My vote stands by (Kroando's Ambassador's name here)!" Now, it was in stone... he didn't like this man. He might put up a request for LAB, but no, he would dispose of him, in due time.

Mohammed's eyes narrowed. "Listen, you idiot. I tried to put up with you before, I tried to be as civil as possible. Hell, I even supported the questionable nomination of your Emperor to an extremely sensitive position. But now you have crossed the line. You insult my and all the other representatives' intelligence when you say that I have ever nominated myself for another position. Yes, I brought in Mr. Atto, but that was because I thought he would do the best job. But, and I think everyone else in this room will support me, I have tried to find the best person for every single Minister position. Your petty political games and useless rhetoric holds back the progress of this Bloc... nay, the entire political progression of the human race. I will continue to pursue the position of Supreme Consul.

"Now, as the the admittance of The PeoplesFreedom, I agree with Julia. We should not get involved in the inter-alliance warfare that's going on now. I do believe that we should admit TPF, as long as they retract their previous stipulation."

OOC: Ooh, defend him AGAINST it? Alright, cool. Kraven might be a small problem, but they aren't a strong alliance, we just need to get on the GASNs good side.

IC: "I propose that we gain favor in the eyes of GASN if we are to let The Peoples Freedom in, which I support." Yogli cleared his throat, that beer had made him slightly... dizzy. "I say once we have the GASN Alliance's favor we falsefy, or mis-lead them into thinking we started a justly war with the Corporate Alliance." Yogli had been a lieutenant in his younger years, a very succesfull one at that.

Mohammed's eyes narrowed. "Listen, you idiot. I tried to put up with you before, I tried to be as civil as possible. Hell, I even supported the questionable nomination of your Emperor to an extremely sensitive position. But now you have crossed the line. You insult my and all the other representatives' intelligence when you say that I have ever nominated myself for another position. Yes, I brought in Mr. Atto, but that was because I thought he would do the best job. But, and I think everyone else in this room will support me, I have tried to find the best person for every single Minister position. Your petty political games and useless rhetoric holds back the progress of this Bloc... nay, the entire political progression of the human race."

OOC: Lol, when I typed that I meant to say 'Nominating yourself for other positions is sickening' lol meant that part to be towards everyone else. Oppsie :p, anyways want to continue on this road?

The Drow Imperium of the Valley of the Giant would like to request membership into E.V.I.L. Currently we are in a state of...Transition, and we require allies to back us up as we...Move from one point in history to another.

[Referring, of course, to my colonization of Cashiek. Now, before you go all like 'OMG ur Fantasee tek!' hear me out. The only times I use anything out-of-this world is when I get permission, and even then, I use them sparingly. The most out-of-this-world was a conjured Ice Storm, and that was in MT with the Trannsylvania, when they were throwing fireballs and stuff at each other. I don't use Fantasy tech, only some elements of it. I am Modern Tech. I use Modern Technology. I take very few liberties, and only my people themselves are truly Fantasy tech, and they are very close to Humans in practicality as it is. I don't want you to discriminate against me because of the color of my people's skin. (Which ranges from pitch black to pink to a light blue.)]

The Royale Group, as the Government of British Londinium, supports Valley of the Giant's bid for membership.

The Burnsian Desert also supports VotG.

OOC:
OOC: Lol, when I typed that I meant to say 'Nominating yourself for other positions is sickening' lol meant that part to be towards everyone else. Oppsie , anyways want to continue on this road?

I misunderstood you, then... why don't you RP it? It'll make my guy look bad.

[RP what?]

Nah, I'm in like a few diffs things on the Forum now, I'm going to take a break for a lil' bit. But I vote for VoTG

"It seems there is no opposition to either The PeoplesFreedom, nor the Valley of the Giant... both are admitted, if any member has objections, their admittance will be reexamined."

[I'm getting a 404 on the boards...]

Greetings from the Free Tribe of the Grey Legions!


At the request of, and in the name of Emperor Alaric Tan'it of the Empire of Xeraph, I request the admittance of The Grey Legions to EVIL as the Xeraphian Empire's representative in said Alliance.

If accepted, the Emperor has directed that the Imperial 51st Legion and the Grey Legion's 49th Praetorian Sentinels be at the Alliance's disposal.

respectfully,


Reichard Schneider, President of the Free Tribe of The Grey Legions.

The Royale Group also supports this bid for entry into the EVIL Alliance Bloc.

[Not sure whats wrong... its working for me... Giant/PeoplesFree, who are your representatives?]

"Aye on the admittance of The Grey Legions to the Alliance."

The Burnsian Desert High Military Command
Sherra
The Burnsian Desert
Encrypted Communique

The Burnsian Desert supports The Empire of Xeraph's bid for membership.

[Damn, I can't get away from Xeraph...First when I was GS, then (I think) I was involved with him as Pananab...]

The Drow Imperium will be sending Dhaunoyn Noqurahel as our representative to E.V.I.L. and we will be donating our money and our forces as soon as we are able, but at the present time we require all the funds and manpower we can as we are in this time of change.

[Check my most recent topics to see what I'm talking about.]

"The Burnsian Desert has no problem with this. Now, as I believe the voting for Supreme Counsul is suspended for the time being, what is the next order of business, Mr. Helicon?"

"The Military, in addition to chosing a Grand Marshal to serve as commander of the IEF, we must address the issue of training, arming and equipping the several million men in our ranks.", Helicon spoke, reading from a report.

OOC: Can we forget what happened between our consul's Burnisian

IC:
Yogli's face lit up as he heard of the new agruement, nearly half of his familiy, including woman, had joined an armed service as did he. "We would like to nominate Yogli for this position." His emotions turn into a cold, steel-like, fortress. "And we must use the Neo-Panzer line, it is cheap and effective. Training should be given to... well we will discuss this later, but all the troops should renounce their loyalties to their nations and announce it to the IEF."

Craig looked down at his cell phone. He couldn't believe his superiors were sending him texts... how informal. Now, if someone had delivered him a note on a gold platter, that would be different. He sighed.

"The Burnsian Desert is contributing a squadron of Valkyrie High-Altitude bombers to the IEF. There are twelve of them. Also, we will contribute one Duojin-Class Superdreadnaught. However, the IEF must crew it. We don't have forty thousand men to spare right now," he said with a slight grimace. He took a breath, and continued.

"Mr. Yogli, I must express that I'm concerned if you are being nominated for this position simply to sell your new tank. I've read the specifications, and it is an impressive weapon. Nevertheless, are you going to preform the duties of Grand Marshal to your utmost abilities once you are confirmed? If you say you will, then I will trust you, and support your nomination."

OOC: Sure.

Helicon looked to the servant walking towards him, carrying a golden platter in his hand. Taking the note from the top, he gave it a quick read before speaking. "The Coalition shall be providing 7,000 Officers and Drill Instructors to aid in the training of the soldiers. In addition, the Helicon Corporation shall be donating 5 Billion Dollars to aid in the payment of this undertaking... ah... some 15,000 confiscated used vehicles, mostly pick-up trucks have been donated to serve as logistical support."

Another platinium plate went towards Consul Helicon, on it was "The Mayflower Corporation here by allots five hundred Neo-Panzer I-2a's for the IEF. We hope that you will find the effective and buy several hundred more."

Craig flushed red with emberassment. Damn the High Command. I look like a fool.

He turned to Yogli and reiterated his previous statement.

"Mr. Yogli? Will you execute this position with your most utmost effort?"

Consul Yogli turned to Consul Craig, "Of course. Even if I didn't like the alliance, which I do, I would be forced to put in a hundred-and-ten percent effort due to my family history." His heart was slightly warmed to Mr. Craig's statement, but still was frozen.

"Then you have my trust. Does anyone object?"

OOC: I'm logging off for a while, probably be back on tonight.

OOC: Everyone check the website...

OOC: Didn't know you were still around, TBD.

Dhaun hadn't an idea on what his fellows were talking about, but he payed attention nonetheless in his first meeting as the VotG diplomat to E.V.I.L. He knew they were talking about the military and the vehicles and whatnot within it, but...
"If I may, I believe that there is a situation we are involved in that may prove to be potentially useful for EVIL's uses. Currently we are moving our entire nation from Kologk, a politically unstable nation that is now a subject of the Trannsylvania, to Cashiek, a tribally-run, fruitful area that will serve our people's needs very well. Our military itself is substandard to the likes of the human nations of our size. Only our Air Force is significant, with positions all over the world. We can strike virtually anywhere in the world if we so wished, but many of these palces are largely abandoned. We would be willing to lend them to EVIL for their uses for training and military strikes. Also, our nation would be grateful if EVIL used our situation to make use of its men and help organize its own defense organizations to make sure that the transfer from Kologk to Cashiek is complete."

[I keep getting a 404 when I try to get on the forums.]

Teresa looked at the nominee. "Consul Yogli," She began, if you don't mind my asking, what experience do you have in commanding large forces?"

OOC: What is the link for the EVIL forum?

Outside E.V.I.L. HQ

"Lemons? I like lemons... how dare they defame my lemons...", grumbled a security guard, dressed in riot control gear. "See how they like my lemons now...", mumbled the man as he raised his weapon and fired three rounds at the protestor, with every intent to kill.

Inside E.V.I.L. HQ

"Alright... next order of business... the Supreme Consul. He shall declare the order of business spoken inside the Board of Consuls, as well as serve as tie breaker on any issue that may arrise... other than that, it is largely ceremonial.", spoke Helicon, leaning back in his chair. "Nominations?"


Jack Mehoff was struck 3 times in his chest. He lay on the ground, and began too yell "OOOLLIIIOOOOOLLLIIIOOOOLLLLIIIIOOOOO!" He soon got up, blood dripping from his chest, and weakly picked up another break. He chucked this one high, right at a window. He smirked at shouted "Take that Every Villan Is Lemons!" He then vomited out of sheer pain, and fell too the ground still alive, but now in a pool of blood and vomit....along with other bodily fluids.

[Damn, I can't get away from Xeraph...First when I was GS, then (I think) I was involved with him as Pananab...]

The Drow Imperium will be sending Dhaunoyn Noqurahel as our representative to E.V.I.L. and we will be donating our money and our forces as soon as we are able, but at the present time we require all the funds and manpower we can as we are in this time of change.

[Check my most recent topics to see what I'm talking about.]

ooc: VoTG.....what does 'GS' stand for?

Helicon nodded at the reception of the notice... the Laticans certainly were pushing this new tank. "We thank the Empire for their contribution... I am sure that we will seek more in the near future.", continued the well dressed Consul, waiting for Yogli to answer the Celtic Consul's question.

[Link is on the front page, right under the big EVIL Acronym.]

While she waited for the other Consul to respond, Teresa said, "I move that we split position of the Grand Marshal into four positions, Naval, Land, Air, and Special Forces. They will answer directly to the Board of Consuls and will not be apart of it. Any comments?"

"I believe that the four positions previously mentioned could just as easily be sub-positions of the Grand Marshal. With four equally powerful commanders in charge of each branch, I fear inter-military competition will bog down progress. Perhaps the Grand Marshal could merely pick a commander for each division."

(The Grand Marshal will be responsible for RP'ing the IFE, however, he can always assign a lesser general to RP an army, allowing us all to RP.)

Teresa quickly answered, "If we have only one position than it is quite possible that the officers will grow more of a loyalty to that one Consul as opposed to the IEF. This means that if they leave for some reason there will be some what of a power vacume."

Teresa looked at the nominee. "Consul Yogli," She began, if you don't mind my asking, what experience do you have in commanding large forces?"

Yogli replied dryly, "When I was a 1st Lieutenant I was forced to command our division because all of our officers had been "accidentally" killed." He chuckled, "We were able to destroy and enemy armoured Corp before I was relieved and given an Honorable Discharge. I also studied at VMI and WP for eighteen years afterwards while I was apart of LAB.

"So, Consul Yogli, you've proven that you can lead small units. How does that qualify you to lead hundreds of thousands of troops?"

"You don't 'lead' hundreds of thousands of troops, you order them. No way in hell can you possible 'lead' that many troops. That's for the NCO's, CO's, and XO's." Yogli loved to debate... he loved a lot of things.

As Karl walked in late due to a "special issue" that he was forced to deal with on short notice, he sat down and glared at Consul Yogli, "So what? You have proved that you can lead a small force. Can you command a large force? Other than claiming that you can order large forces, what proof do you present?" He soon realized that he was standing and sat down again in an effort to be civil, "I for one am in favor of having the position divided into the 4 previously stated sub positions. Putting the power of a massive force, such as the one the IEF will soon become, in the hands of one man is ridiculous."

"What proof? I've studied tactics for nearly eighteen years. And damnit, dumb asses thirty-thousand men isn't a small force." Yogli was now angry.

OOC: Ok, lets get the bull shit straight, thirty-thousand men isn't a "small force" fuck, that's annoying. No offence to anyone who used it, but it's really pissing me off.

"Consul Yogli, when you have to debate terminology, you've lost. Whether it be lead or order, the question still stands: What qualifies you to command millions of troops? These thirty thousand troops are a mere pittance compared to what the leader of the EVIL Armed Forces will have to direct and co-ordinate. It would make more sense to have someone experienced in leading whole armies to direct the joint militaries of member nations. I also support the Bartonstein Consul's opinion that we divide the post into four subdivisions," stated Julia, her voice rising in irritation.

OOC: In total agreement, but 30,000 next to millions is nothing.

Karl leaned back in his chair, "How old are you son?"

"SON!" Yogli was ready to go LAB be on this map,"I'm (I actually don't know, could someone look into the forums to find it :p ), and i'll rip you into five distinct pieces!"

Karl raised his pistol to Yogli's chest, "Sit your ass down now! I don't want to shoot you, but dammit I will!"

"Silence!" roared Julia, her hand moving towards her Walther PP99. "This is fucking ridiculous. Calm down now. We are supposed to be the plenipotentaries for our respective governments, and this is conduct unbecoming. Let's get back to bloody business, shall we?"

Karl raised his pistol to Yogli's chest, "Sit your ass down now! I don't want to shoot you, but dammit I will!"

What the fuck? Period much?

"Indeed." Karl said as he returned his pistol to its holster. "Once again, I agree that we must put the military into the hands of a man that has previously commanded entire armies, and if we split this position into four, the combined experience should be enough."

OOC:Karl is a very angry man, he has been through so many wars he just doesn't even care. :D

Dude, you just threatened my guy's life. He will probable send an army after you. That is... if you OK it.

Well, if he decided to send an army after me, we are sitting in the same room, why don't I just shoot him now? After all this isn't the first time Karl has threatened to kill someone.

OOC: Is there someone I can try to bribe to ensure my government wins the lion's share of your alliance military contracts?

Well, if he decided to send an army after me, we are sitting in the same room, why don't I just shoot him now? After all this isn't the first time Karl has threatened to kill someone.

Oh please, this is the first time you have threatened, Yogli, but w/e.

Yea Yogli, but also in other non forum events that I am making up...

OOC: Let's get back on track, people.

"That is quite enough!", roared Helicon, standing from his seat in rage for the first time since the Board had assembled. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I will not have this Board turn into an anarchy! I will not see you all throw this organization into civil war because of your petty bickering! I will not see this madness continue!", continued the Consul, shouting at the top of his lungs. Face red, he continued. "If you cannot control yourselves, please, inform your respective governments and ask for a new diplomat... this is simply ridiculous!", Helicon blasted yet again, looking around the room.

"All fire arms are to be left at the door. All. I will not have violence in this room. All of you, guns on the table! Helicon withdrew his, slamming it onto the glass table. "Guards, collect the weapons, redistribute them after the Board has dismissed. I am dead serious, any more of this will result in your expulsion from the room, and an immidiate informance of your respective government!"

"Now... if we may continue...", Helicon adjusted his tie, straightening out his coat. "The issue of Grand Marshal.", the Consul continued, sitting down. "If we diverge this position into four, I cannot stress how inefficient this military would become. Can you imagine the battle field?... [I]'We need air support!... What, what do you mean they wont give it to us? The Consul has a grudge over a piece of legislation?!'", Helicon mocked. "The Grand Marshal is subject to the Board's Rulings... dividing the position will make the IFE as effective as France's in 1940."

"Mr. Yogli... I am afraid that though the rank of 1st Lieutenant makes my complete lack of military know how look pathetic... the Grand Marshal will command legions of milliosn... I am afraid we simply need a man of more expirience and qualification."

OOC: Sounds good to me.

Julia rose, attempting to calm herself.

"I submit to you Chief Strategic Officer Chloe Sinclair, Supreme Commander of the Royale Expeditionary Force as a candidate for the position."

The doors opened, and Sinclair took a seat at the table.

"Well who is the highest ranking military official, with the most combat experience, in the room?"

Yogli dropped a salvo of weapons from the HS-10, the mini-uzi, and his two Beretta 93Rs.

"Well who is the highest ranking military official, with the most combat experience, in the room?"

Yogli coughs, "Me. As an ambassador I'm militarily a two-star general." Yogli chuckled.

OOC: This is actally true

OOC: My candidate is ranked higher, being a Field Marshal, Marshal of the Royale Airforce, and Admiral of the Fleet in British Londinium, which are the three highest ranks.

OOC: If you don't believe me look back a few pages.

"I believe that the rank of Generalfeldmarshal is higher than that my good sir. Also considering that I command our Kingdom's entire Army and answer only to the King and the Reichsführer."

OOC: Why would He/She hold 3 titles, why not just declare them leader of the military or minister of war?

"There is no need for the Grand Marshal to be a Consul... I suggest it be a highly decorated, expirienced General not involved with the Consulship..."

OOC: Would it be ok if we proposed a new candidate?

OOC: My candidate, again.

OOC: Are we going to vote on the new candidate I submitted or not?

OOC:

OOC: Didn't know you were still around, TBD.

Yeah, just kinda getting back into it.

IC:

No matter how much Mohammed wanted to bring out his candidate, he knew the Bloc would never accept it. She was too young.

"Fellow alliance members," he stated, placing a Skorpion automatic pistol on the table, "this bickering is getting us nowhere. Obviously, we aren't going to agree on who is going to be Grand Marshal. Trust me, violence is not going to be able to solve this problem. A real man is one who can win a war without firing a shot. Now, if we are to-"

He was cut off as the doors flung open. Standing in the doorway was the slight frame of a nineteen year old woman, a girl really, wearing digital fatigues and wearing the Burnsian Helljumper beret. Outside, two men lay unconscious on either side of the huge door. Mohammed sprang to his feet. Oh, shit.

"SYLVIA!" he boomed, his face screwed up in anger. She looked coyly at him, which only served to infuriate him more. "What in hell are you doing?! I told you to wait in the room!"

Shit, wrong thing to say... he thought. She walked up next to him and took a seat. Leaning in towards the table, she spoke.

"Hey, everyone. My name is Sylvia Katrina, Grand General and Military Scholar to President-General Mitchell Craig. I run the elite Burnsian Helljumpers special operations organization. I was supposed", she looked condescendingly at Mohammed, "to be the nominee for Something-Or-Other Marshal, but this guy over here never called me down. I apologize for his rudeness."

Mohammed was almost blind with rage. Taking her wrist, he attempted to pull her out of the seat. Reacting instantly, she twisted his arm and pushed down, sending him to the floor. As she held a Tec-9 to his head, she turned toward the other assembled members. "I led the forces of The Burnsian Desert, all twenty million men, against those of the Communist Mississippi invaders, and infiltrated the ranks myself in CM's homeland. Oh, and I nominate myself for Grand Marshal."

EDIT: Damnit, I take too long with these posts...

"Mr. Sinclair... is it safe to assume you will be resigning as commander of Londinian Armed Forces if you were to take command of the IFE?"

"Yes, I would resign immediately," replied Chloe Sinclair (OOC: It's Miss). "Naturally."

Sylvia let Mohammed up, who returned to his seat and discreetly scrawled something on a piece of paper. Motioning to a guard, he dropped the note onto the platter.

"I second the vote for Ms. Sinclair... ack!" he exclaimed, as Sylvia butted him in the ribs.

Get the young woman in fatigues out of here. You're going to need about ten men. Quickly.

Helicon motioned for one of the guards in the room to come over, promptly whispering into his ear. "Please up the security...", smiled the Consul, stopping the guard as he began to walk away. "And Soldier... if this happens again... I will castrate you myself."

"Ms. Katrina... would you mind enlightening me as to how you managed to... achieve such standing at such a young age?"

"Noting Ms. Sinclair's long, illustrious military career, I too second the motion," stated Julia.

Helicon motioned for one of the guards in the room to come over, promptly whispering into his ear. "Please up the security...", smiled the Consul, stopping the guard as he began to walk away. "And Soldier... if this happens again... I will castrate you myself."

"Ms. Katrina... would you mind enlightening me as to how you managed to... achieve such standing at such a young age?"

"I grew up in the streets of Highfather after the TROUSRS nuclear carpet-bombing. There were a good five thousand Burnsians left. Naturally, being Burnsians, we split into two factions that fought over food, medical supplies, and gasoline. I joined with that of the former Queen, Rachel Romanovov. I was fifteen at the time. TROUSRS had left the schools in one district of Highfather alone out of 'generosity'... I was one of the oldest to survive, not counting the Queen. A few generals ran the other side.

"I started by taking it upon myself to organize the people from my school to get as many supplies as possible. Over time, Queen Romanovov came to rely on me; said I had tactical prowess. Once the country was repopulated by Communist Mississippi, they let Queen Rachel come back into power. However, they decided they didn't want to let go of our resources. So they built huge military bases across the country. It was difficult at first to bolster our ranks against CM, but we did it. A year later, we destroyed the last CM base in Sherra. Then, we made plans to attack CM herself. At this point, Rachel had promoted me to Military Scholar (OOC: Equivilent to Nat'l Security Advisor in the US). I think that it was in gratitude, because there were other men with more experience vying for the job. Anyways, she ended up ordering me to attack CM with the entire Burnsian Navy. It was doomed from the start; my entire ship was captured and I was sent to a CM brothel," her eyes became narrower. "I was discovered by a Fabus (OOC: CM royal family) who made me his wife. I killed him, and escaped," she put her feet up on the desk. "And now I run the Helljumpers under Craig. Again, a gratitude position, but I like to think I do well with it.

"Oh, and Ms. Churchill, I like how you made a point of mentioning Ms. Sinclair's long military career."

OOC: This is all really old RP, so forgive me if I mess it up some...

"Ah yes... I do believe I remember my father cursing late at night over stock fluctuations due to the bombings...", Helicon replied, rubbing his hands together. "Impressive to say the least... I have always respected those whom work their way up from nothing. Unfortunatly I am not one of those people.", continued the young man, looking a the large gemmed ring on his index finger.

"Ms. Sinclair, would you mind detailing to me your expirience? Have you been involved in any wars or conflicts I would know of?"

"I trained to be a military officer my entire life. By the age of eleven, I was an expert marksman and mastered two martial arts disciplines. At sixteen, I entered Sandhurst Military Academy and served as an Air Commodore in the RAF. After my superiors...unfortunately died 'accidental deaths,' I was promoted to Supreme Commander of the Royale Expeditionary Force.

I began my career as Supreme Commander in a bloody nuclear war with Jaredcohenia, directing the nuclear barrage against scores of nations. The next war I fought was against Demaray and Galation, turning their capital into little more than radioactive glass plates. In a civil war in British Londinium, I successfully toppled both a despotic High Chancellor, then personally executed the puppet President established by Atopiana and Skgorria, pushing them out of my nation with minimal forces. Currently, I am directing the occupation of the Jihad Alliance," stated the Supreme Commander.

"Mine are bigger..." mumbled Sylvia under her breath. At that moment, ten guards walked briskly into the room towards Sylvia, who looked accusingly at Mohammed.

"You dick," she spat, pulling out her gun and leveling it at the guards. "Don't move. There's no way I'm letting you drag me out of here."

Fuck... mumbled Helicon, watching as the woman directed her weapon at the guards... who immidiately returned the favor. "We really need a more stringent security program...", sighed the Consul as he adjusted his tie yet again. "I believe it would be acceptable if Ms. Katrina remained until the discussion is finished... please, lower your weapons.", Helicon motioned for the guards to do so, hoping to avoid a fire fight in the Board Room.

"Thanks, cutie," said Sylvia as she holstered her gun and sat down. She turned, scowling, and said quietly to Mohammed, "Try that again and I'll castrate you."

Bitch, he thought. "I retain my support - ow - for Ms. Sinclair - ow!"

"Ill cast my vote for Ms. Katrina.", Helicon said, setting his pen on a stack of papers. "I believe a number of other delegates need still cast their votes."

"Reluctantly, I will also cast my vote for Ms. Katrina", said Karl, as he leaned back in his chair and lit up a cigar.

[Bump for member response...]

Nice, who ever set up the site.

OOC: What site?

Nice, who ever set up the site.

OOC: /me bows

OOC: Very nice job, my friend.

Suddenly, Craig's face turned blue. A shocked look came across his face as he turned his head towards Sylvia, who matched his gaze. He gasped. Sylvia's eyes were almost playful as she watched him suffer; he had no choice. Craig turned towards the table, and coughed, "I believe I have no choice but to -gasp- relinquish my vote for -gasp- Ms. Sinclair and... givemysupportoSylvia!" He suddenly slumped down over the table. After a second or so, he quickly turned his chair around and ran for the bathroom, albiet with a slight limp...

Sylvia, with a slight air of impatience, said, "So is someone going to tally the votes...?"

"Shocking.", replied Helicon, quite coldly as he scribbled a note onto a pad of paper before him. "I believe that is three for Ms. Katrina, one for Ms. Sinclair... unless three votes arrise from our absent members... Ms. Katrina is hereby the Grand Marshal of the IFE."

Yogli sighs, he began to dislike this meeting, "Sinclair."

OOC: The links for the forum are broken.

OOC: The links for the forum are broken.

OOC: This (http://z8.invisionfree.com/EVIL_Alliance_Bloc/index.php?act=idx) link?

Teresa spoke up at last, "I request that we vote on the leaders of the IEF subdivisions. Naval first of course. Seeing as how I am of the second highest Naval Rank in the Hillian Empire, the first being the Supreme Admiral which is the leadership position, I nominate myself."

"How about, I propose that NO ONE be allowed to nominate THEMSELVES?" Yogli grew increasingly sickenend by the members of the cabinet.

To: E.V.I.L. Alliance Block
Re: Membership

Our beloved leader, Emperor Nero, wishes to express his desire for our nation to join your new alliance. He is prepared to meet all of your requirements for membership.

With respect,
Chie Lo
Servant of the Emperor

Seconded/Support?

The Royale Group, plc., and all of its subsidary firms, corporations, and companies shall support Emperor Nero's bid for membership.

Mohammed still hadn't returned, so Sylvia spoke up.

"Then we'd never get anything done. We'd be waiting around for people to nominate other people. Personally, I've never heard of any of you people before, and that makes it kind of hard to find a good candidate. So my self-nomination stands. If you folks don't think I'm the right choice for the job, so be it. I have other responsibilities I can return to. It's your choice."

Teresa heard that Emperor Nero wanted to join the alliance, "I am sorry but I must protest to Nero joining us. In the past they have been agressive towards an ally and friend of ours and we were unable to defend them for fear of Kraven and the rest of the CA. We vote against the admission of Emperor Nero."

Seeing as Emperor Nero has never wronged us, we will cast our vote in favor of letting another esteemed nation into our ranks.

To: E.V.I.L. Alliance Block
Re: Membership

Our beloved leader, Emperor Nero, wishes to express his desire for our nation to join your new alliance. He is prepared to meet all of your requirements for membership.

With respect,
Chie Lo
Servant of the Emperor

The Burnsian Desert supports Emperor Nero's bid for entrance.

"The motion to ban self-nomination shall begin at a later time...", Helicon grumbled, becoming annoyed at the Latican's never ending complaining. "Now, we must first address the issue of Military Subdivisions. Before we even contemplate voting on them, shall we discuss if they are even needed?"

"Personally, I believe it is blatantly obvious this is a bad idea... coordination, uniformity... it will all be thrown to shit." [Seriously... think about the RP's... 'Oh... sorry, I cant RP this war now, the commander of the navy isn't on now]

"Ah... and we support Nero's bid for entrance... evil doings shall not bar nations from joining... E.V.I.L."

A servant came around to Sylvia, bearing a platnum platter with gold detail and several large diamonds. On it was a small, typewritten note. Reading it, she stated simply, "Ambassador Mohammed Craig has died of internal hemmorhaging. I am the new Burnsian ambassador to EVIL.

"On that note, I would like to voice The Burnsian Desert's support for Mr. Helicon's uniformity idea. The less people that have to agree, the better."

"I too vote against dividing the military command," Julia declared. "The sheer inefficency! And the infighting as well," she added, ordering another martini.

We vote for.

"Are we to assume I am the new Grand Marshal of IEF forces? Or are we voting on something else now?"

Julia grew irritated with the Burnsian military officer. Two words: total bitch.

"Yes, yes. For all intents and purposes, until further notice, you are Grand Marshal. Now sit down and shut up. You are not the plenipotentiary for the Burnsian Desert, you have no rights to interfere in the non-military affairs of EVIL. I ask that you silence yourself and leave the room with all due speed," said Julia, irritated and angry.

Total slut, thought Julia.