NationStates Jolt Archive


Pelican Island Ceremonies (ATTN: Earth A045)

Merkonia
20-01-2009, 05:37
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An over-the-top luxurious yacht skimmed through the narrow bay between Pelican Island and the Merkonian swamplands. To the south shipyards as far as the eye could see, to the north forestry and what looked like the infancy of a large scale bridge project to the island.

A stage had been erected on the bow of the ship days prior to the event; on the stage was simply a podium surrounded by floral arrangements and five men, behind the men were the flags of Merkonia and Chazaka flying in unison. Opposite the stage was seating for fifty and the associated press behind them.

A slim, middle aged man walked towards the podium and cleared his throat as though he was about to begin the speech of his life, “Good morning ladies and gentlemen, my name is Dr. Jon Rollsbach, I am the Secretary of State to this fine nation.” he says while looking around and raising his arms to head height, “I am glad to see you all here today and hope your travels were good. Unfortunately our nations leader has hit a rough spot in his health and wasn’t able to make it to this celebrated occasion today. Our senior officials shall share insight and then cocktails and a mid-morning brunch shall be served.”

One of the two Merkonian’s not talking on stage turned to the other and whispered something; followed by that individual walking off stage and to the aft of the ship. Minutes later the yacht then began to turn around so-as to begin the presentation of the shipyards. “Ah, my time was cut short..” Dr. Rollsbach said chuckling, “..on to my good friend Peter Stummgert, founder and CEO of Komanding Inc.”

The other Merkonian in his late 50’s walked to the podium and shook Dr. Rollsbach’s hand before beginning his talk. “Thank you ladies and gentlemen of course none of this could have been accomplished without our good friends from Chazaka Business Investments, thank you gentlemen, truly.” He said looking in their direction with his hands clasped together. “As you can see *pointing off to the shipyards* there is no limit to what can be achieved with international cooperation in today’s market. Over there is 80 kilometers of pure industry. With the capability of producing 11 large, 23 medium, and 56 small scale vessels at any given time this shipyard will, without a doubt, provide for our great nations for decades to come. Although an eyesore for the time being we are currently building a 6 lane industrial-use bridge *he says while pointing in the direction of the concrete pillars sticking from the water* that will be able to carry materials to and from Pelican Island. *he pauses briefly to drink from his champagne glass* Now on to my colleagues from Chazaka, Mr. Darkrider and Mr. Marx.”
Chazaka
21-01-2009, 02:06
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Flag of Chazaka (http://makesweet.com/mixer/v/x2009012049766c4bebf13562254082_1232497781986_flag_400x300_1_120.gif)
and lastly Flag of Chazaka Defense Works (http://makesweet.com/mixer/v/x2009012049766da34c481574024651_1232498156504_flag_400x300_1_120.gif)

Nyx walked up to the stage, tapping the microphone before he began.

"Greetings, visiting foreign members of upper class, gentlemen and ladies, soldiers and civilians. Today Chazaka Defense starts a new chapter, a brighter one filled with both great promise and great risks, this project is both a blessing and a curse. It has the potential to be one of the greatest in this fair world but our industry is based on evil. Yes evil we thrive on the notion that no one will ever beable to fully control their basic instincts, that the powerful will always prey on the weak, that those in power will use it to further themselves. But tanks can be turned into tractors, we at Chazaka Defense dream for that day but it is not today, we have began this dream with our own hospital ships converting instruments of death into the healing arms but our task is difficult, it seems man will never be fully able to stop killing each other but we will try this and our own basic instincts if not for ourselves than for our children and their own children, for the good of humanity we must stop, we must stop." softly whispered Nyx as he left the podium

Marx was aghast, regaining his composer he quickly set up.

"ahem Now ladies and gentlemen, erh our esteemed CEO and president Nyx doesn't and uhm hasn't just said official company policy. Chazaka Defense is very much for continuing to arm erh sell defenses to nations that request them. well erh any questions?"

and with that Chazaka Defense began a new chapter...
Merkonia
21-01-2009, 05:12
Peter Stummgert glared in Nyx Darkrider's direction because of the comments he had made in front of so many prestigious individuals.

'How dare he try to demean such a momentous occasion.' he thought to himself, 'How dare he insult my marketing victory!' He then turned to one of his assistance and called him over.

"Get all the audio recording of today's events and burn the lot of 'em" Stummgert whispered to the young assistant.

"But.. well uhh... Sir, that infringes on the contract with the press and flat-out breaks Merkonian free-speech laws."

"I don't give a damn what laws it breaks boy get your ass over there and get rid of that audio before we have a marketing fiasco on our hands!" Stummgert said clenching his teeth together at the frightened assistant.

"Sorry sir, its understood" nodding his head and marching off towards the crowd of press in the back.
The House of Boothby
23-01-2009, 01:53
Pelican Island, Merkonia

Arie Telefoi, a senior economic adviser to the HOB and board member of the CMS, stood watching the exchange on stage. With internal life in the HOB returned to 'normal', Telefoi had less trouble parceling out work to his subordinates, and yet he had elected to make the 6 hour flight from Nova Zembella himself. He had always enjoyed traveling, and had done so with his family (his father had been a military man). So, the opportunity to visit Merkonia was one he could not pass up.

There were graver reasons also for his trip. The CMS or Coastal and Marine Services of the HOB would need restructuring now that the Borgesian Reclamation had succeeded. Naval military might had always been a premium in the HOB, but within the last few decades extensive oceanic research and exploration had been commissioned. The HOB had probed hard for the treasures of the deep; oil, natural gas, scientific findings, not to mention surveys into the deep southern polar regions.

Naval vessels had always fascinated Arie, their history, construction, workings... rather a romantic subject as far as he was concerned.

This new venture between the Merkonians and Chazaka was a wrinkle in the ever evolving web of international Maritime development. Telefoi would not allow it to pass without gathering what information he could through official and diplomatic channels...that was his job.

As for unofficial channels, that was the second half of his 'graver' reasons for being present. The invitation to attend the event would also give him a chance to personally confer with members of the Borgesian intelligence community currently stationed in Merkonia...

...but first the formalities, the parties, the small talk, diplomacy... there would be time for his darker dealings later.