Busby
15-04-2008, 16:51
OOC: Heya all. I created a nation awhile ago and gave it a few years miss :P So i'm back and ready for some rp action :)
IC:
An Open Broadcast to the nations of the world.
*Please standby*
*Processing*
*Receiving Feed*
"Ladies and Gentleman, Nations of and not of this world. The President of the Federation of Busby... President Riker."
A tall well built man, with flowing brown hair and exquisite suit appears on the screen.
"People of the world and the known Galaxy. As many of you may or may not know we cut our great nation off from the rest of the world many years ago. Alliances were cut, trade routes stopped. Businesses moving to other countries. All lines of communication were cut and enter or exit to our Nation was restricted."
President Riker takes a deep breath and continues
"Many of our allies requested an explantion to these actions. Our only reply was a warning to stay away from Busby for the safety of your own countries. Many saw this as a threat, others as a warning. Either way... only a handful of curious nations sent people. They breeched our blockades and entered not heeding our warnings. I have said news to report to the families of those people that, they did not return. We only wished that the nations leaders took heed of our warning."
"As many of your are probably wondering. What caused such a drastic change? Why did we cut our Nation off from the rest of the world? The answer is simple. A research facility in the south eastern part of Busby experienced difficulties. This facility contained highly dangerous material that could of endangered millions of lives. Not only of those of our nation but of the nations of the world. So it was the decision of my predecessor President Harper, to stop all incoming and out going traffic to our Nation. So to ensure that the situation would not get out of hand."
President Riker's eyes flicker and he gives a gentle cough.
"However, due to the constant efforts of this Government during the crisis we have managed to contain the problem and a clean up opporation is in place. However, the South Eastern part of Busby, in the Valiant region of our nation has been cut off. We urge all nations to not send anyone or anything in that area. Any breech of this will result in the offending person to be detained or even killed. Any vehicles seen going in or flying over the restricted area will be diverted or if needed, shot down. All tourists, businesses and visitors to the Federation of Busby, are being notified. We urge or nation leaders to put correct methods in place, to avoid accidents."
"I do apologise to the world, that we here would have to give such news. Lessons have been learned and we are doing all we can in our power to rectify them."
"However, we must continue. We are now opening our borders once more and welcoming all nations who wish to set up businesses or embassies once more.
I think you for your time. God speed."
*Transmission terminated"
President Riker sigh's as he gets up from his large leathery chair and behind the camera. A tall skinny bald man approaches him.
"Its done Mr President. Very convincing."
"Yea? I don't know.... the nations of the world are bound to investigate the area."
"All measures are being put into place to avoid the world of knowing. Satellite imagery is being distorded... and even if they did get through our barries, all they would see in the ruined city of Valiant."
"I know... all those people though... how are the researchers coming along?"
"Slowly Mr President. It may take years to created such a cure, and even then we're not sure if it could.... change."
"Change?"
"Mutate Mr President... mutate."
"Well we better hope to god it doesn't."
"I do hope you consider the military advisers request Mr President. Surely those people are lost? A carpet bomb of the entire area would exterminate the problem. Its proving to costly to maintain this quarrenteen."
"I refuse to kill those people James. Its our fault their in that state. My god if there is even the slightest chance of saving them then i want it found. Any breeches recently?"
"No sir, we have the entire place locked up tight."
"Good.... i can only hope that we find a solution soon. Still.... we must continue with making our nation great once more. Carry on James."
"Yes Mr President... welcome to the Hill."
IC:
An Open Broadcast to the nations of the world.
*Please standby*
*Processing*
*Receiving Feed*
"Ladies and Gentleman, Nations of and not of this world. The President of the Federation of Busby... President Riker."
A tall well built man, with flowing brown hair and exquisite suit appears on the screen.
"People of the world and the known Galaxy. As many of you may or may not know we cut our great nation off from the rest of the world many years ago. Alliances were cut, trade routes stopped. Businesses moving to other countries. All lines of communication were cut and enter or exit to our Nation was restricted."
President Riker takes a deep breath and continues
"Many of our allies requested an explantion to these actions. Our only reply was a warning to stay away from Busby for the safety of your own countries. Many saw this as a threat, others as a warning. Either way... only a handful of curious nations sent people. They breeched our blockades and entered not heeding our warnings. I have said news to report to the families of those people that, they did not return. We only wished that the nations leaders took heed of our warning."
"As many of your are probably wondering. What caused such a drastic change? Why did we cut our Nation off from the rest of the world? The answer is simple. A research facility in the south eastern part of Busby experienced difficulties. This facility contained highly dangerous material that could of endangered millions of lives. Not only of those of our nation but of the nations of the world. So it was the decision of my predecessor President Harper, to stop all incoming and out going traffic to our Nation. So to ensure that the situation would not get out of hand."
President Riker's eyes flicker and he gives a gentle cough.
"However, due to the constant efforts of this Government during the crisis we have managed to contain the problem and a clean up opporation is in place. However, the South Eastern part of Busby, in the Valiant region of our nation has been cut off. We urge all nations to not send anyone or anything in that area. Any breech of this will result in the offending person to be detained or even killed. Any vehicles seen going in or flying over the restricted area will be diverted or if needed, shot down. All tourists, businesses and visitors to the Federation of Busby, are being notified. We urge or nation leaders to put correct methods in place, to avoid accidents."
"I do apologise to the world, that we here would have to give such news. Lessons have been learned and we are doing all we can in our power to rectify them."
"However, we must continue. We are now opening our borders once more and welcoming all nations who wish to set up businesses or embassies once more.
I think you for your time. God speed."
*Transmission terminated"
President Riker sigh's as he gets up from his large leathery chair and behind the camera. A tall skinny bald man approaches him.
"Its done Mr President. Very convincing."
"Yea? I don't know.... the nations of the world are bound to investigate the area."
"All measures are being put into place to avoid the world of knowing. Satellite imagery is being distorded... and even if they did get through our barries, all they would see in the ruined city of Valiant."
"I know... all those people though... how are the researchers coming along?"
"Slowly Mr President. It may take years to created such a cure, and even then we're not sure if it could.... change."
"Change?"
"Mutate Mr President... mutate."
"Well we better hope to god it doesn't."
"I do hope you consider the military advisers request Mr President. Surely those people are lost? A carpet bomb of the entire area would exterminate the problem. Its proving to costly to maintain this quarrenteen."
"I refuse to kill those people James. Its our fault their in that state. My god if there is even the slightest chance of saving them then i want it found. Any breeches recently?"
"No sir, we have the entire place locked up tight."
"Good.... i can only hope that we find a solution soon. Still.... we must continue with making our nation great once more. Carry on James."
"Yes Mr President... welcome to the Hill."