NationStates Jolt Archive


Emperor Opens Boarders, Welcomes Outsiders (Open, FT)

Lorkhan
24-06-2008, 21:08
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Imperium News Network
Special Report

The Imperium saluted it’s final victory today in the long ordeal against a terrorist who five years ago today murdered the King of Lorkhan and attempted to subvert our sovereignty and shared vision with a perverse government. The leader of this band of cowards named Zeldin Marinus died a traitor’s death at the foot of the Citadel this morning before tens of thousands of our brothers and sisters who were united against his hatred, just as we joined together united under the Emperor against his tyranny five years ago.

Months of investigative work in a joint operation between the Silverwing Sentinels, Citadel Security Intelligence, and the Alsakerah ended in a raid led by Emperor Vespa himself on the Elae’hartha stronghold in the bowels of the Undercity. Resistance was fierce and Imperium Joint Special Operations teams suffered two casualties in the initial fighting, but the Elae’hartha terrorist syndicate was inevitably crushed with the capture of it’s leader and the deaths of it’s top officers.

I.N.N was on the scene with exclusive broadcasting rights of the first public execution recorded in the Empire. The footage you are about to see is graphic and may be necessary for the growth of young children.

Zeldin Marinus was hoisted in air, his beaten and bruised body strapped to the top of a pole towering over twenty feet. He looked over what had become of the city he had planned for so many years to crumble at his will, but all he saw was the zeal of a people thirsty for his blood.

“Fools…” he spit sourly. “You will never achieve the godhood you seek. You have traded your purity for this?”

The furious mobs below pelted him with rocks and bottles. Some had thrown cans and rotted food at him. Others were handed rubber balls by the local police to toss at the traitor. Those who wished to do further harm were pushed back by the armed guards, for Marinus was an ultimate of traitors, and he deserved the ultimate executioner. Looking over the ensemble was Emperor Aerthon Vespa, playing both the role of the orchestrator and main spectator of the entire event.

“Behold my brothers,” he yelled from his floating platform to the people down below. “Even now in his final moments, the traitor responsible for my father’s death blasphemies the vision of the Matron Prophet and the creed of our fellowship. Perhaps we should be thanking him though. Were it not for his treachery, I shudder to think how much longer it would have taken for us to awaken from the subtle slumber he and his cohorts forced upon us.”

Emperor Vespa lifted a javelin into the air. He flipped an unseen switch on the hilt of the weapon and a beam of crackling energy surrounded the blade.

“This man took the life of my father and wished to see us all burn. Even in his defeat he continued in his path of terror, orchestrating attacks that claimed the lives of four hundred of our brothers and sisters across the Imperium. He would wish to exist as a terrible monster in our lives, but today I reveal him to you as the pathetic coward that he is. Let his last thoughts be the revelation that it is the hand of Imperium justice that exists as the terrible monster in the lives of her enemies!”

As a result of our victory the Emperor proclaimed for the first time since the Wakening that our boarders be opened to outsiders and alliances be established with foreign systems. Emperor Vespa had this very important announcement which he shares with our brothers and sisters across the stars;

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“The Imperium is a haven for our enemies no longer. Instead it is a haven for our friends all across the galaxy. One might ask what it is that defines those who follow the Crown and the Ring, and I would tell them that the only requirement to share our glory is the will to master yourself and your race. All men and women across the stars are welcome among us. You need no longer be subject to the tortures of unfit rulers and governments, for here you see around me that we are all equal in our journey to be among gods.”

The Emperor stated that any refugees or asylum seekers across the galaxy are welcome and will be allowed an introductory stipend and lodging upon their arrival. He also had this to say to stellar nations abroad.

“The Imperium is willing to work with all governments and peoples to obtain what is in our shared interest. That is why I am announcing the first ever Fellowship Fair, right here in Silverwing Citadel, and it will last all throughout the month. Part of what makes the Imperium so great is our ability to welcome new ideas and new cultures from all across the galaxy. That is why scientists and companies will also have a place to showcase their new inventions and ideas to millions, nay, billions of people.”

The Emperor’s speech was followed by a thunderous applause of gratitude following our long stretch of isolationism. Certainly there is nothing but wealth to follow in the foot steps of this decision. In other news, mutated pandas have struck again on Dee Minor…

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(OOC: Basically this is my proper introduction post that welcomes other planets and races to a meet and greet and a showcase of your planet’s products all in one. Refugees and colonists escaping from oppressive or war torn systems are welcomed and will be immediately processed. No attacks please, at least not yet. If you’d like to sabotage the fair please send a PM.)
Juntastan Ascendacy
24-06-2008, 21:30
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Imperium News Network
Special Report

The Imperium saluted it’s final victory today in the long ordeal against a terrorist who five years ago today murdered the King of Lorkhan and attempted to subvert our sovereignty and shared vision with a perverse government. The leader of this band of cowards named Zeldin Marinus died a traitor’s death at the foot of the Citadel this morning before tens of thousands of our brothers and sisters who were united against his hatred, just as we joined together united under the Emperor against his tyranny five years ago.

Months of investigative work in a joint operation between the Silverwing Sentinels, Citadel Security Intelligence, and the Alsakerah ended in a raid led by Emperor Vespa himself on the Elae’hartha stronghold in the bowels of the Undercity. Resistance was fierce and Imperium Joint Special Operations teams suffered two casualties in the initial fighting, but the Elae’hartha terrorist syndicate was inevitably crushed with the capture of it’s leader and the deaths of it’s top officers.

I.N.N was on the scene with exclusive broadcasting rights of the first public execution recorded in the Empire. The footage you are about to see is graphic and may be necessary for the growth of young children.

Zeldin Marinus was hoisted in air, his beaten and bruised body strapped to the top of a pole towering over twenty feet. He looked over what had become of the city he had planned for so many years to crumble at his will, but all he saw was the zeal of a people thirsty for his blood.

“Fools…” he spit sourly. “You will never achieve the godhood you seek. You have traded your purity for this?”

The furious mobs below pelted him with rocks and bottles. Some had thrown cans and rotted food at him. Others were handed rubber balls by the local police to toss at the traitor. Those who wished to do further harm were pushed back by the armed guards, for Marinus was an ultimate of traitors, and he deserved the ultimate executioner. Looking over the ensemble was Emperor Aerthon Vespa, playing both the role of the orchestrator and main spectator of the entire event.

“Behold my brothers,” he yelled from his floating platform to the people down below. “Even now in his final moments, the traitor responsible for my father’s death blasphemies the vision of the Matron Prophet and the creed of our fellowship. Perhaps we should be thanking him though. Were it not for his treachery, I shudder to think how much longer it would have taken for us to awaken from the subtle slumber he and his cohorts forced upon us.”

Emperor Vespa lifted a javelin into the air. He flipped an unseen switch on the hilt of the weapon and a beam of crackling energy surrounded the blade.

“This man took the life of my father and wished to see us all burn. Even in his defeat he continued in his path of terror, orchestrating attacks that claimed the lives of four hundred of our brothers and sisters across the Imperium. He would wish to exist as a terrible monster in our lives, but today I reveal him to you as the pathetic coward that he is. Let his last thoughts be the revelation that it is the hand of Imperium justice that exists as the terrible monster in the lives of her enemies!”

As a result of our victory the Emperor proclaimed for the first time since the Wakening that our boarders be opened to outsiders and alliances be established with foreign systems. Emperor Vespa had this very important announcement which he shares with our brothers and sisters across the stars;

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/themaskednudist/nationstates/EmperorHolovision.jpg

“The Imperium is a haven for our enemies no longer. Instead it is a haven for our friends all across the galaxy. One might ask what it is that defines those who follow the Crown and the Ring, and I would tell them that the only requirement to share our glory is the will to master yourself and your race. All men and women across the stars are welcome among us. You need no longer be subject to the tortures of unfit rulers and governments, for here you see around me that we are all equal in our journey to be among gods.”

The Emperor stated that any refugees or asylum seekers across the galaxy are welcome and will be allowed an introductory stipend and lodging upon their arrival. He also had this to say to stellar nations abroad.

“The Imperium is willing to work with all governments and peoples to obtain what is in our shared interest. That is why I am announcing the first ever Fellowship Fair, right here in Silverwing Citadel, and it will last all throughout the month. Part of what makes the Imperium so great is our ability to welcome new ideas and new cultures from all across the galaxy. That is why scientists and companies will also have a place to showcase their new inventions and ideas to millions, nay, billions of people.”

The Emperor’s speech was followed by a thunderous applause of gratitude following our long stretch of isolationism. Certainly there is nothing but wealth to follow in the foot steps of this decision. In other news, mutated pandas have struck again on Dee Minor…

**********
(OOC: Basically this is my proper introduction post that welcomes other planets and races to a meet and greet and a showcase of your planet’s products all in one. Refugees and colonists escaping from oppressive or war torn systems are welcomed and will be immediately processed. No attacks please, at least not yet. If you’d like to sabotage the fair please send a PM.)


The Arch Aristocra sits silently in the Palace of Nobility as her aide from one of the Seven Ruling Families approaches.

"Arch Aristocra, we have heard of a Fair being held by the Lorkhan. The Minister of Cultural Superiority has askied me to ask you if we may send a contingent of artists, poets and performance artists to the Fair to display to the powandah the innate superiority of Juntastanese society"

Rubbing her chin thoughtfully, the Arch Aristocra considers his request. "Inform the Minister of Cultural Superiority that indeed I will allow them to go. However, I insist that a Cleric go as well, and that a ship with the facilities for a proper Rite of Purification be sent. The thought of powandah filth and pollution entering our land makes me wish to vomit."
Bowing with a clenched right fist to his heart, the aide leaves the Throneroom of the Palace of Nobility as Arch Aristocra Melina continues to ponder the oppurtunity the powandah Emperor has offered the superior people of Juntastan.
"Page, please bring me a Sentry." The Page hurries off to find a member of the Sentinel, the intelligence organization of the Juntastan Ascendacy. "I have an important mission for you. Go immediately, and allow the Cleric to program the proper personality subroutine."
The Sentinel agent leaves to go to a large ziggauraut style temple, where he reports to the Cheif Cleric, and reports the words of the Arch Aristocra Melinda. "Ah, yes..I received a message from her. We wil be introducing a new personality into you. Please relax..this will be not difficult, my son"
Relaxing into the easy chair of the Clerical Enclosure of the ziggaraut, the Cheif Cleric programs a new multiple personality into the mind of the Sentinel agent. The personality will completely supress any knowledge of who he is, or his main personality, until the end of his trip to Lorkhan.
Rising from his chair after the programming, the agent smiles and says "I can't wait untill we go to this fair! I just wrote three new poems which I am sure the powandah will enjoy." He leaves the Temple, completely oblivious to who he was or to his former life, fully convinced he is a poet of the Ascendacy.
The Clericx smiles and sends a note to the Arch Aristocra telling him all is well. She smiles beningly knowing that oncve tyhe agent is returned to Juntastan, it will be easy to return him to his main personality and that he will have an eiditic memory for everything he saw and heard. Soon she would have a true measure of the powandah Emperor and the other powandah nations.