NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This is future tech ViZion - Please note, like always in the past, FT ViZion has absolutely NO ties to MT/PMT ViZion in RP's... just in namesake and upto the point I began RPing. That is for those of you who do not know FT ViZion to know, and just to remind those of you who have forgotten. :)

IC:
It has been hundreds of years since ViZion had gone dark across the universe seemingly out of nowhere. For what reason, it was unclear. ViZion has been a booming powerhouse, and a force that seems to be unstoppable, however few wars it involved itself in. It was also one of the most rapidly expanding and had among the strongest economies around. And it had many allies - few disliked ViZion, even fewer dared to make it known. So, what happened? Even in ViZion, it wasn't quite clear.

What WAS clear what that, after hundreds of years of silence, ViZion was to return with its new government. Across the universe, in the hundreds of claims ViZion had on various planets, solar systems, and even in its space cities, things began to become more active. Travel that had been completely suspended between claims was becoming active once again - the same goes for economic and resource trades. What had forced these hundreds of claims and billions of people to become self sustaining made them stronger, and while there was communication, families were able to be reunited.

ViZion began to send out messages to its old friends - We're back! - but it was unknown how many still remained, how many would remember, and how many would embrace this.

ViZion's Titan system, the home system for ViZion, was abuzz with activity. Millions of ships cruised the solar system. Much of this activity surrounded Titanus and its inhabited moon, Pompey. However, many ships were going to and from other planets within the solar system as well.

President Antre Willis has ordered the military to begin to mobilize in preparation for any possible hostiles that pick up on the activity. In the mean time, travel - both vacation-wise as well as for business - has busted out between ViZionarian claims throughout the universe. What made each individual claim strong, Willis said, will make ViZion as a whole stronger than ever.

Across the nation, celebrations erupted as families were reunited, travel boomed, and the nation of ViZion awoke. It would only be a matter of time before ViZion would make its self well known across the universe once again.

Amongst the first to receive the transmission in question were the Traileric peoples, who were naturally quick to respond.


Thou hast returned from oblivion, sojourners. Very well. We are most pleased. Our previous mutual defense and trade agreements have been rendered active once more. Our freighters will be in thine old ports before tomorrow's star-rise. Welcome home.

Thou hast returned from oblivion, sojourners. Very well. We are most pleased. Our previous mutual defense and trade agreements have been rendered active once more. Our freighters will be in thine old ports before tomorrow's star-rise. Welcome home.
The message from Trailers had been recieved with great pleasure by the ViZionarian High Command. An old and great friend is glad to see our return.

" So the ViZions have returned from out of no where... This is interesting. I have a feeling that Hobbeebian High Imperium Command may find this news most delightful. " spoke General Markilius as he pondered over his data reports for his sector.. a sector that was very close to one of ViZions claims.

" Sir shall I hail the nation to give a message of praise?" asked a personnel assitant of Markilius

" Yes, But I will deliver it myself..." said Markilius as he got up and walked over to his messaging system.


"This is Supreme general Markilius of the Hobbeebian Grand Imperial military, current commanding officer of the Hobbeebian Explorationary Forces. I would like to welcome any ViZionian national free passage to and from Hobbeebian Mily-way Galaxy holdings. and would like to invite any ViZion Official visit me on my personnel planet "Zic". So we may discuss current political relationship between our nations."

bump..

OOC: Hobb, I'll respond after I get back home tonight.

Tolarian scryers idly surfing the galactic currents picked up the ViZionarian broadcast, and, after some determination, the following reply was sent.

Greetings, although our two states have not met before, as it seems you are 'returning' judging by the context of your message, we hope to conduct peaceful relations and all that jazz. As we are presently attempting to re-establish our own diplomatic ties in this particular universe, we would be glad of any diplomatic contact with your people, if you would consider a diplomatic forum with us, we would be most pleased, as we are presently struggling somewhat in our efforts to re-map the leylines and re-establish travel between systems outside of our own.
We await your reply.
Archmagus Faust, Headmaster of the Tolarian Academy and Chair of the Federation Council.

OOC: I've been even less active on here lately than in quite some time. However, I've been crazing some sort of activity on NS so I'm going to give it a shot. Also Viz, forgive my lack of response to your messages lately, I've just been logging in to keep alive and not much else. Now, with further delay.

IC:

On the edge of Crossmanian space, a small outpost picked up the signal from ViZion. After passing the message on to the capital a reply was sent out.

The United Imperium of Crossman is pleased to hear that our old friends in the nation of ViZion are still alive and prospering. We too have maintained little contact with the outside universe for some time now and are more than happy to return to the scene along side of our old allies.

"This is Supreme general Markilius of the Hobbeebian Grand Imperial military, current commanding officer of the Hobbeebian Explorationary Forces. I would like to welcome any ViZionian national free passage to and from Hobbeebian Mily-way Galaxy holdings. and would like to invite any ViZion Official visit me on my personnel planet "Zic". So we may discuss current political relationship between our nations."

The message read across the Grand Commanders screen while President Resher Hiken looked on at it. "Hmm... Good. Very good." he murmered.

A response was sent back to Hobbeebie;
General Markilius,

I would like to thank you for your offer, and I would gladly like to meet with you in Zic. Would, say, next Friday at 12:00 InterUniv Time work for you?

Thank you,

President Resher Hiken

Tolarian scryers idly surfing the galactic currents picked up the ViZionarian broadcast, and, after some determination, the following reply was sent.

Greetings, although our two states have not met before, as it seems you are 'returning' judging by the context of your message, we hope to conduct peaceful relations and all that jazz. As we are presently attempting to re-establish our own diplomatic ties in this particular universe, we would be glad of any diplomatic contact with your people, if you would consider a diplomatic forum with us, we would be most pleased, as we are presently struggling somewhat in our efforts to re-map the leylines and re-establish travel between systems outside of our own.
We await your reply.
Archmagus Faust, Headmaster of the Tolarian Academy and Chair of the Federation Council.
A message was sent off;

Archmagus Faust,

Thank you for your off. We indeed would like to establish peaceful working relations with your nation. Let us setup a time to meet so we may discuss this further.

President Resher Hiken

OOC: I've been even less active on here lately than in quite some time. However, I've been crazing some sort of activity on NS so I'm going to give it a shot. Also Viz, forgive my lack of response to your messages lately, I've just been logging in to keep alive and not much else. Now, with further delay.

IC:

On the edge of Crossmanian space, a small outpost picked up the signal from ViZion. After passing the message on to the capital a reply was sent out.

The United Imperium of Crossman is pleased to hear that our old friends in the nation of ViZion are still alive and prospering. We too have maintained little contact with the outside universe for some time now and are more than happy to return to the scene along side of our old allies.
OOC: np :)

IC:
We are glad to see you are still around. We shall return to glory together, old friend.

President Resher Hiken

The message read across the Grand Commanders screen while President Resher Hiken looked on at it. "Hmm... Good. Very good." he murmered.

A response was sent back to Hobbeebie;
General Markilius,

I would like to thank you for your offer, and I would gladly like to meet with you in Zic. Would, say, next Friday at 12:00 InterUniv Time work for you?

Thank you,

President Resher Hiken




Reply:
From: General Draum

Thank you for accepting our invitation. But due to unforeseen circumstances Planet Zic is no longer safe and can no longer be used for our meeting. Our new meeting place is at our home planet. We will arrange transport for you, please be at this location* within the next few days there you will find a ship awaiting your arrival

Signed
General Draum

Reply:
From: General Draum

Thank you for accepting our invitation. But due to unforeseen circumstances Planet Zic is no longer safe and can no longer be used for our meeting. Our new meeting place is at our home planet. We will arrange transport for you, please be at this location* within the next few days there you will find a ship awaiting your arrival

Signed
General Draum
General Draum,

We would be glad to join you at your home location. Also, the ViZionarian forces stand readied to assist an ally in need. Are you in need of support from our forces?

President Resher Hikens

Reply:

From :
General Draum

No, please don't worry yourself over this situation. As I am sure we will have it contained soon. But we do thank you for your offer, but as my culture dictates to ask for help is a dishonor. But if you where to arrive without our asking and assist then no dishonor is made and we all go home happy. But I will not ask you for your help, as it may place your people in harms way. this is our mistake and we must bare this weight.


Signed
General Draum

"Admiral....you should see this."

Admiral Lord Duncan Taniti, Prince of Auralinia, ambled over to the commscreen and raised his eyebrows. "Damn! Viz is back. My father would be glad to know of this. Open a channel to the Palace, ensign."

"Aye sir."

Moments later, the gruff voice of his father, King Ricala of Auralinia came through the sound system. "Yes, Duncan, what is it?"

"Guess who's transmision I just picked up?"

"I don't know....why don't you just cut the bullshit and tell me." Ric had been a grump ever since he sustained serious injuries from the one-on-one fight he had fought with Azulun. Azulun had been wounded, also, but he had gotten away when reinforcements arrived.

"It's ViZion. Their signature was picked up about an hour ago. Wherever the hell they were, theyr'e back."

"ViZion, huh? OK, I'll report to the Regents. Depending on their spatial territories, maybe we can hook up with them somewhere. Anything else?"

"Yes. When the hell am I coming home? It's been eight months since Azulun and the Horde was defeated. They had no presence in space and all is quiet."

"Patience, son. With the near total destruction of Xeraph and the loss of the other territories, we can't be too careful. No telling what or who might be out there waiting for us to drop our guard. Soon, son....soon."

Duncan sighed. "Alright, Father. See you soon. Duncan out."

Father and son were thnking the same thing as they signed off. Witht the loss of almost half of the empire, scanning and defense had fallen to Ricala, Lord Director of the Xeraphian Space League. He was leaning heavily on Duncan and his sister, Cyn, both Admirals of the Fleet.

Viz was back......and who the hell knew what was following THEM............

Reply:

From :
General Draum

No, please don't worry yourself over this situation. As I am sure we will have it contained soon. But we do thank you for your offer, but as my culture dictates to ask for help is a dishonor. But if you where to arrive without our asking and assist then no dishonor is made and we all go home happy. But I will not ask you for your help, as it may place your people in harms way. this is our mistake and we must bare this weight.


Signed
General Draum
General Draum,

May I ask what has happened? I would like an intel report on the situation you speak of.

As for our talks, when shall we meet?

President Resher Hiken

"Admiral....you should see this."

Admiral Lord Duncan Taniti, Prince of Auralinia, ambled over to the commscreen and raised his eyebrows. "Damn! Viz is back. My father would be glad to know of this. Open a channel to the Palace, ensign."

"Aye sir."

Moments later, the gruff voice of his father, King Ricala of Auralinia came through the sound system. "Yes, Duncan, what is it?"

"Guess who's transmision I just picked up?"

"I don't know....why don't you just cut the bullshit and tell me." Ric had been a grump ever since he sustained serious injuries from the one-on-one fight he had fought with Azulun. Azulun had been wounded, also, but he had gotten away when reinforcements arrived.

"It's ViZion. Their signature was picked up about an hour ago. Wherever the hell they were, theyr'e back."

"ViZion, huh? OK, I'll report to the Regents. Depending on their spatial territories, maybe we can hook up with them somewhere. Anything else?"

"Yes. When the hell am I coming home? It's been eight months since Azulun and the Horde was defeated. They had no presence in space and all is quiet."

"Patience, son. With the near total destruction of Xeraph and the loss of the other territories, we can't be too careful. No telling what or who might be out there waiting for us to drop our guard. Soon, son....soon."

Duncan sighed. "Alright, Father. See you soon. Duncan out."

Father and son were thnking the same thing as they signed off. Witht the loss of almost half of the empire, scanning and defense had fallen to Ricala, Lord Director of the Xeraphian Space League. He was leaning heavily on Duncan and his sister, Cyn, both Admirals of the Fleet.

Viz was back......and who the hell knew what was following THEM............
OOC: Anything I can respond to? lol

OOC: Anything I can respond to? lol


ooc: Not yet. I'll make some kind of contact with one of your ships (or a planet if you like) and make some kind of grand barbaric entrance onto it.

ooc: Not yet. I'll make some kind of contact with one of your ships (or a planet if you like) and make some kind of grand barbaric entrance onto it.
OOC: Alright, either one works.

OOC: don't forget that you need to go to the meeting place to get transport to my home world.

President Resher Hiken will be arriving at the specified location tomorrow.