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SR RP | The Sleeping Dragon Slithers South
OPEN COMMUNIQUÉ TO THE PENINSULAR EMPIRE OF JENOVAH
On behalf of the Sumori Ministry of Defense, we would like to officially ask for Jenovachi military forces in help guarding and installing garrisons along the Sumori borders, wishing to ensure our own internal stability as well as the security of Jenovachi flanks in the event of a potential conflict.
Respectfully,
President Jazaar al-Hafez
Great Jenovah
Triekru, Friently, 5 Kingdoms of Britannia, Great Jenovah, and 4 othersThe Greenlandic North, Third 3rd Skyclan republic, Emnaria, and Vyerossia
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Pioneer 4, the orbiting prospector,peered down from the heavens making slow passes over the the Ostartic Isles as it photographed and scanned in a variety of light spectrums. It sent back its data to the super computers of the Titan Extraction R&D on the home islands, compiling data of the geography and noting the mineral deposits.
In collaboration with the Department of the Interior and land management data analysts and scientists looked over scans of land owned by the Federal Government.
“Without a doubt. We are looking at massive oil reserves. It appears the largest island in the chain Syutgou Island contains the largest coastal reserves. Further marine reserves are located within southern islands EEZ.”
“It’s a wonder the locals haven’t drilled out the coastal reserves.”
“They’re unaware of the sheer amount of crude petroleum under the rocks. They were too focused surface mining the hills and mountains during the gold rush. They didn’t consider the coast would have potential for oil deep underneath. There are considerable amounts of oil sands that are being mined but it’s been producing lackluster fuel oil. Best for asphalt and Coke.“
“Let’s get this data compiled and prepare to give a briefing to the energy committee. They need to know just how important these reserves are to the nation.”
“Do you think the innovation party would approve opening federal lands to drilling?”
“I doubt it but they are a minority in the National Assembly. It would take a global disaster for them to abandon their green ideals.”
The two scientists laughed and turned off the lights, they would send out their report that evening.
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Rolling green hills atop steep white cliffs welcome the numerous migratory seabirds, some of the largest displaying wingspans of over two meters. On the rocky cliffs lived the swimming birds of the isles, whose oblong eggs were specially shaped to not roll off the cliffs. In the freezing surf below roaring animals bellowed their huge blubbery masses quivering as they lumbered across the beach roaring with their trunked noses flapping in the breeze. Young pups hungered for their mothers fatty milk avoiding the crushing body weight of the beach masters keeping watch over their numerous mates lunging at seabirds that sought to pick at the food scraps that collected around the elephant sea colony.
To be continued…
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Taylor and Emily had to put officially leaving SSTO and joining the league to a parliament vote. The initial bill would be shut down by the more radicals within parliament and 
Wardency. After news of Great Jenovah stating they were going to stay the mood in the kingdoms regard to the league was becoming sour. A cross party movement to become official neutral and standing alone as the kingdoms had for the 20th century was becoming popular. The vote would pass with both the prime minister and deputy prime minister backing.
Thought the vote had passed the official aspects could not occur until after a league vote. The kingdoms would release a diplomatic statement, stating they still intended to work with its friends within SSTO. Already talks with 
Pandoska should see some form of compromise to allow the 
Canineia base at Galway to stay.
Howdy! Glad to meet y’all.
Hello, welcome to the region
Woah, it's another guy who says y'all. Howdy bud!
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The Greenlandic North and Vyerossia
Officer First Class Karlos Meuller walks up the large central staircase of Konstaht Palace. Clutched in his hand, is a clean white envelope, with a ruby red wax stamp sealing it. As he walks up the steps, the gold belt buckle of his M51 Dress Uniform digs into his waist. Stair after stair, he marches up to the 2nd floor lobby. He looks dead ahead, not even taking a moment to admire the ornate stonework of the interior dome.
As he enters the open lobby space, he's forced to navigate through crowds of government employees. Through the ocean of men in boring black suits, he spots his target. It's an oak doorway, with wood framed windows on either side of it, creating a contrasting section of wall compared to the gray stone around it. He turns and briskly walks over to the door.
He enters into the secretary's office. He slaps the letter down on her desk, “Ma'am I have an important letter to deliver to the emperor.”
She looks up at him from her electric typewriter, “Sir, could I get your name at least?”
“Meuller, Officer First Class Karlos Meuller.”
She turns around and opens a file cabinet, sifting through stacks of files. After a minute, she swivels to face towards him again, “There is no appointment for you to see him today. Did you even make an appointment?”
“No ma'am.”
She frowns at him, “Well you can't go see him without an appointment.”
He removes his M48 (cowboy hat) and says in a scolding tone, “Ma'am, I'm sorry that foreign nations don't have the courtesy to send a notice before they deliver important foreign affairs information. Do you want me to go tell them to take back the letter until I can get a d*mned appointment?”
She looks down at her desk and, in a resentful tone of voice says, “No. Go through.”
He grabs the letter and walks through the double wooden doors. The guards in the hallway watch Meuller as he passes by. He approaches a door on his left. Scuffing his boots on the floor, he stops in front of the door.
Raising his hand, he bangs on the door with a fist, 3 loud knocks. Meuller waits rather impatiently.
The door opens, there in the doorway stands Emperor Wilhelm. Wilhelm steps aside to let the officer inside.
Mueller, with his usual heavy footstep, marches in the room. Wilhelm shuts the door behind him. The officer stands in front of the fireplace, the glowing fire reflecting off his navy blue dress uniform. Meuller stands at parade rest, letter still clenched in his hand.
The room echoes the tense silence between the two men.
Wilhelm walks over to his nightstand, holding a glass of Southern Whiskey. He sets it down and turns to face Meuller, “Why'd you return?”
The officer stares at the fire, “Why do you think.”
Wilhelm strolls over to the fire, standing beside Meuller. As they both stare at the fire in silence, Meuller passes Wilhelm the letter.
Wilhelm rips the seal open and slowly reads it, “Well, well. I guess you get it your way. Give ‘em a show huh?”
“Yes sir.”
Wilhelm walks over to the window, “And for f*ck’s sake, please don't be an a**hole. I'd like to just give them a nice display, not try to establish dominance or whatever other hardline nationalist plots you're thinking of.”
“Understood. Sir.”
Meuller leaves the room, his boots clicking with each step down the hallway. Wilhelm sits at his desk once again, yet another letter to write:
“Great Fylkir Beinlaus,
I have received your letter with great interest. An Emnarian leader hasn't visited a foreign country in a hundred years. I fully intend to break such tradition.
I would be pleased to visit at the soonest time convenient for you. I would prefer to arrive via helicopter for convenience for both destination of arrival, and comfort. If permissable, I shall bring 3 of my finest officers along with me as a security detail. I have always been known to pack lightly, often to my own dismay, so I shall find servants unnecessary.
I thank you for this great opportunity,
Emperor Wilhelm Von Saksen I of Emnaria”
Wilhelm grabs a fresh envelope from the corner of his writing desk, and slides the letter inside. He seals it with a red wax stamp in the form of the Emnarian Coat of Arms. He slowly stands up, walking out of his room, through the hallway, and into his secretary's office, “Please have this sent to the Fylkirate of Svipjoth.”
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goddam i need to be more active around here fr fr
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A Naragian Letter the SSTO From the Kristan.
Greetings Honorable Nations,
We in the Kristan of the Naragian 2nd Republic are reaching out to request membership into the Honorable organization Known by the abbreviation Of SSTO.
Our Goals with this are simple, To protect democracy and Freedom, To secure better assurance That the Narag People will not be easy prey for a larger nation(Not that we would), And to Help bring stability and peace to The Naragian people through trade and diplomacy.
With Honor,
Sarlum Aura, Consul of the Kristan.
OOC: While i refer to myself as a Empire We are a Senatorial Republic With Voting For All Citizens. To the Kristan(senete) Sol is the Consul of Exterior And was Democratically Elected Even though he is The last Emperor's Son. The Royal Family Supported The Transfer of power from them To the Kristan They desire The Republic over a Monarchy.
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With the Kingdoms just a mere vote away from joining the league and leaving SSTO, there was a quite shouting match occurring behind closed deals. Within the kingdoms the hate for the Jenovah threat, the shadow of the OSEAN betrayal, the global economic down turn that seemed to be only speeding up, the league and SSTO pushing and pulling... was testing the kingdoms to its limit. This meeting would be arranged by the kingdoms between 
Solaria Alliance and 
The Austro-Germanic Union. A chance for peace between SSTO and the league. These talks had a hidden part, a hidden message that if either side tried to scupper, or under mine the treaty the kingdoms would join the other side.
Solarian ambassador one Adam Johnson, Foreign Secretary of Solaria would for the most part represent the SSTO while a Germanic equivalent would represent the league. The talks were back and forth, demands to officially recognize the Flettish cultural genocide were shut down with Germanic refusal to even look at north fusea. The kingdoms initial ideas of a "home region" for each alliance was shot down by voices from both side and so would the Flettish re uniting clause. In the end once all objections and alterations had occurred both sides would agree to the following:
Merilian Plains:
- Limit the League support to Cadetist to the point that they (The Cadetist) can't win out right but the League would still get valuable data on SSTO ability from Cadetist reports.
- An official SSTO promise to respect the current borders of both the Kingdoms, and Germanic Sessian holdings, and Pandoska borders.
Fletteland
- A ceasefire
- Joint patrols (league forces on Great Jenovah side of the border, and SSTO on the Flettish side)
- Separate rebuilding programs to rebuild the devastated region now the war had ended for now.
Wardency
- Push for League forces into the ICPJ rotation for the northern most islands.
- The League would have the final say of who and how the state would be reunited.
North Osea (
Antiyard and above)
- The League promise to tell SSTO if they performing an over military or diplomatic efforts in the region, such clause would lead out discrete actions related to spy craft.
Fusea and Useona (Far east)
- SSTO promise to tell the League if they performing an over military or diplomatic efforts in the region, such clause would lead out discrete actions related to spy craft.
Leadership
- No interfering with internal national leadership of the other alliance in question, ranging from election tampering to assassination, for either side.
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In a shocking and public display of rejection, President Su Yunru of the Provisional Federal Republic has publicly refused to recognize the legitimacy of any standing agreement between the entities of the Sahaldna Security Treaty Organization and the League of the Willing- refusing to recognize the legitimacy of autocrats who are seen as benefitting off majorly off the "Greenwich Detente" in a way that allied democratic forces are not.
The Beiguojian President has called the treaty a travesty to the continued free world, with the cession of over fifty percent of free Flettish territory to the Jenovachi War Machine in exchange for an uneasy peace, and further commitments to the League to guarantee the concreteness and strategic readiness of foreign, autocrat-ruled territories not only abroad- but at home on Osea, where native land remains under the oppressive boot of foreign powers like the Germans and British themselves.
Where one popular British Column called it, infamously, "A chance for peace between SSTO and the league." President Su Yunru called towards its uncertainty, and the relative lack of trust that could be put into the burgeoning authoritarian regimes, and called it "only a matter of when" the Peace is broken. Known for his anti-colonial, anti-autocrat foreign policy, Su Yunru's comments are no surprise to any Beiguojian national, but are extraordinary vocal in the face of the Solarian Government as it openly dismisses its agreement with League powers.
His further statements of the treaty only helped reinforce anti-treaty sentiment, him translating the Merilian Clause as SSTO turning the other cheek as its newfound allies sponsor a direct confrontation with Sahaldnan and Democratic Forces, continuing the spread of autocracy and causing the bloodshed of innocent lives in whose who stand for Liberty and Liberalism amidst the chaos of the Merilian Civil War.
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Canidae Castle, Canidae Harbour, Federal Territory
King Fluffy sat at the top of the group of tables laid parallel to each other, having just returned from his trip to New Skullia he was rather tired but all council meetings were important, so he had to stay awake and listen to each point even if they weren’t that important.
The council had just finished voting on a proposition from the West Highlands parliament to provide funds for a new hospital in a rural town to better accommodate mountain climbing accidents. The Proposal was passed and now a highly important one came up, introduced by the Administrator General.
“This next proposal comes from the Saldanha Security Treaty Organization, and it calls for Canineia to send a task force of Warships to the Merilian West Coast to reinforce the blockade effort. Let’s start the debate” he announced begin the discussion.
The President of the Collie Isle’s stood up first
“Well I don’t see many problems with it, we patrol our own waters all the time why not apply that knowledge to our allies”
The President of North Wolfland responded
“I would be concerned with some of the nations which share a coastline with Merilia”.
The Prime Minister of Boneland responded
“If our allies with the SSTO have been doing it for this long we should be fine, this gives us the chance to test the skills of our naval and marine personnel on actual moving targets while also going to a good cause”
The rest of the council nodded in agreement prompting the Administrator to initiate the vote.
“All those in favour of sending naval forces to Merilia raise your hand”
17 Votes
“All those against”
1 Vote
“President McHuntington is there a reason you stand against the vote?” The Administrator asked
“I will always be against needlessly deploying our forces in a combat fashion but I have no desire anymore to argue against it”
“Fair then. The proposal has passed, and we will be sending forces to Merilia, your majesty will you please make your passing statement?” The Administrator said as he sat down, and the King stood up.
“A task force of twelve ships will deploy to the West Coast of Merilia, led by Colonel Greensky. It will consist of the carrier RCS Watchdog, four destroyers, the St Roch, St Firebone, Laika and Hachiko, four frigates, the Incinerator, Charlie McDonad, Codetalker and Saturn O’Callad, one submarine the Red Husky and finally two support ships one tanker and one cargo ship. We will also send Commander Saibh Bluewave for command over aerial operations from the carrier and Captain O’Forrester to lead the Marines.”
“Thank you, your majesty,” the administrator said now standing up as the king sat back down.
Admiral Redsea Building, King Marshal Harbour, Federal Territory
Colonel Greensky sat in his office typing up a report about intercepting a smuggling boat off the coast of West Highlands and finding weapons including rocket launchers on board. The clicking of keys filled the room until a commander walked in carrying a brown envelope.
“Colonel, orders from Canidae Harbour” they said as they handed the envelope to him.
The Colonel opened it and read what was inside, after finishing he rubbed his eyes.
“Are the preparations being done?”
“Already done sir, St Roche and Codetalker are on their way to rendezvous with us here, most ships have already left the harbour and are holding off the coast, we’re just waiting on last minute resupply for the cargo ship and some more aircraft for the Watchdog”
“Right okay then” The Colonel stood up. “Give me about four hours and have a chopper ready to get me to Watchdog, I’ll make that my flagship”
“Yes Colonel” The Commander left to do his task and the Colonel would go on to make some last-minute orders and go home to pack and say goodbye to his family.
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[Transcription translated into English]
“When I was a young, we didn’t have no school, I played in the stream catching frogs, my older brother went hunting with Pa and my sisters learned stitching and drying out the skins my Pa brought home. Life was good in the southern Isles according to Ma, up until pa got sick. He passed on so quick none of us knew what to do…
My brother kept up the hunt and tried to teach me as best he could, but we could never bring back as much as Pa could. Eventually my sisters were married out young and the dowery gave the family some stability, I was six years old when they found gold on Syutgou, it was 1882 or so. My brother in all his wisdom convinced Ma that we could make a fortune if he went prospecting, he took the savings and ran off to chase his dream. Ma being a stubborn type wouldn’t see another one of her men disappear so she uprooted and settled in Zeoinaam so that my brother could come home if he needed to.
Ma had been through so much loosing Pa then her daughters and leaving her home. I stuck by her side for many years and helped her start a small tailor shop at home, she taught me how to sew and eventually I took over the business, we patched up the miners who wandered through town and sewed fine suits for the businessmen who sold tools to the miners. Eventually we had enough to open a store front and import fine cloths.
After several years prospecting my brother returned home penniless prospecting had failed. My mom supported him as best she could, begging him to stay and help me run the store but he was determined to make his fortune. He had gold fever and signed a contract with a mining company mining out the mountains.
I remember it like yesterday. The neighbor knocked at our door. I opened it and standing there was the prettiest little lady I knew. She’d been coming over to read the paper for Ma since Ma and I couldn’t read the newspaper. She sat in our living room and read the paper out loud like she did every week…
I still see.. I still see tears rolling down her face as she read. Ma collapsed and fell out of her chair when she heard the news. The side of the mountain collapsed killing my brother and the neighbor’s father. Their bodies could not be recovered.
I sewed them both fine silk suits and placed it in a thin cedar box. We brought it to the temple where we burned so they could wear it in the afterlife. Ma was never the same after the funeral. It broke her heart so that she passed soon after…
It was so hard, but we didn’t give up. I continued working at the store and my neighbor continued to come over and read the paper. She would come and teach me to reach the thousands of characters in the paper and soon fell in love. I worked hard saved up and gave her family a suitable dowery and we were wed. Your grandma was a fine woman… hehe…
[Voices of the Past Collection, Haicheng Cultural Heritage Museum Archives, Vol 103, D.1971]
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Light snowfall dusted the streets and city below. The grey brick buildings with the green tiled hip and gable roofs shed accumulating snow into the cobble stone alleyways and paved main roads. From their chimneys dark smoke rose from wood or charcoal fireplaces. A mess of electric cables hung overhead as people walked to the fish markets near the harbor.
The city of Zeoinaam was a far cry from the elegant cities of the home island, its provincial office, in the traditional Siinbui architecture style contrasted against the modern courtyard homes built during the Admirals administration. Strategic urban planning of the more autocratic administration had pushed locals away from the traditional center of politics in the south and protected this inner circle.
Today in a different administration the inner circle remained, yet fundamentally changed. The courtyards of the Provincial Offices were ungated and opened to the public who gathered on this cold morning. Bundled in the warmest clothes they had they stood with signs and livestreamed their voices to the nation.
“What do we want?”
“JOBS!”
“When do we want them?”
“NOW!”
“Chairman Lieu, Let the bill through!”
“Give us Oil, Give us Life!”
“We don’t want to live in strife”
The chanting of protestors outside the provincial office rose in volume as the large crowd assembled around the front gate. A boxy blue and white police vehicle stood behind the front gate surrounded by policemen wearing armored vests wielding batons and tasers. Under the Lieu administration peaceful assembly was encouraged, yet these protests unnerved the provincial governments who were trained to disperse crowds.
As the local leaders concluded their speeches, they welcomed Governor Tang to the stage. The crowd cheered.
“A new dawn approaches on the horizon for the Ostartic Isles, for the provinces within them and the over 24 million Lunghayun of the region. I see out here today your bravery, your courage to come out in support of what you believe. I have heard your voices and will stand by you. You have given me your support and I will stand strong in front of Haicheng to ensure you get jobs you deserve. Let all of the Republic hear your voices today!” He called forward the Zeoinaam Chief of Police.
“Let them march!”
With traffic officers, road blocks and a parade route set, the chief of police gave a quick salute to the Governor and to the people which he served. The crowd left the courtyard with their banners and paraded through the main ring road of the city. It truly felt like a new dawn.
“Okay… do we all have this ready?” Jazaar asked nervously.
“We do, Mister President.”
“Good, good…”
“Going live in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1.”
The cameras focused on Jazaar.
“Greetings and kind welcome to all Sumori and all international observers who may see this address.” Jazaar began.
Jazaar's face grimaced as the weight of the message he was about to deliver truly set in.
“For years now, we have told the Fusean continent, and by extension the entire world, that Sumoriant had hundreds of years worth of natural gas and oil buried underneath its lands. I am here today to tell you this was entirely wrong. In just the past few weeks, two of our largest oil fields in the west dried up, and soon after that, just a few days ago, actually, the entire western portion of Sumoriant with oil fields completely ran dry. We anticipate this trend to continue eastwards until Sumoriant is devoid of all oil reserves, and we are rapidly moving to combat the incoming crisis that will more than certainly result from this.
God be with you all, Fuseans, and to the world.” Jazaar concluded.
The cameras flicked off.
“Now we wait for the Fusean response.” Jazaar said.
And thus began…
THE SUMORI OIL CRISIS
The Austro-Germanic Union
LunghaGreat Jenovah
Yemet
5 Kingdoms of Britannia
EmnariaIts a beautiful morning in the Republic, My name is Teng Julin and I'll be your host this morning on HNN. This morning we have a special broadcast from Sumoriant where President Jazzar has a special announcement to the globe.
The cameras focused on Jazaar.
“Greetings and kind welcome to all Sumori and all international observers who may see this address.” Jazaar began.
Jazaar's face grimaced as the weight of the message he was about to deliver truly set in.
“For years now, we have told the Fusean continent, and by extension the entire world, that Sumoriant had hundreds of years worth of natural gas and oil buried underneath its lands. I am here today to tell you this was entirely wrong. In just the past few weeks, two of our largest oil fields in the west dried up, and soon after that, just a few days ago, actually, the entire western portion of Sumoriant with oil fields completely ran dry...."
The live feed cut out.
"Oh I'm so sorry folks it seems there was a technical difficulty with the live feed. We will cut to a commercial break and return with an update on the situation."
The news cast stopped...
"What was that?! Were we even allowed to play that? Sumoriant running out of oil?" Mad scrambling overtook the broadcast room.
"Go get the fact team."
"God we are in a world of pain...."
"Why was this broadcasted? Did they not understand how much panic this would send the world into? Is Haicheng informed about this?"
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In mere moments of the global broadcast, oil futures on the Xujing Stock Exchange began climbing. Netizens on SAUMao Place were left in disbelief over what they saw, the jumped into their forums and private messages searching for answers and explanations.
"Clearly the Sumoriant government is incompetent, no way they could run out of oil so fast?"...
"Corruption all corrupt official feeding lies to the world."...
"I bet you the Sumoriant government's hiding oil under the royal palace!"...
"Corrupt! Evil!"...
"Didn't the government go through a coup?"...
"Did you guys check on crude oil prices? People are gambling big time!"
"ITS THE OIL SQUEEEZE!!!!! EMERALD HANDS EVERYONE RIDE IT TO THE MOOOOOOOOOON!"
"Seriously, how could this happen?"
"WELLL AKchually, Sumoriant is a very wealthy and prosperous nation with a supremely all powerful government if we were more like sumor..."
"NU UHHHH!"
Endless messages and theories circulated social media; a narrative about an evil and corrupt sumori government wanting to purposely undermine global stability began to take root. All the while traders continued buying up oil contracts.
"Guys look at this SAOMau Place is blowing up."
"I have never seen this level of trade activity for ShrimpPEC in a decade. Holy Mother of Mercy."
"Gods why did they announce it on broadcast! Was the Chairman informed prior?"
Aides and secretaries walked around the capitol buildings furiously trying to contact all staff.
"Chairman Lieu has been informed."
"Oh, thank the Mother."
"Quickly we need a response to this crisis. Go assembled the energy committee and get in contact with representatives for Pandoska. We need to bring OPEN to the world stage if we are to combat this oil crisis as quickly as possible."
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"Send invitations for representatives from the Eternal Dominion, Svipjoth, Rynese Confederacy and every other nation that produces petroleum! Every nation that produces oil or has remaing oil reserves must attend allegiances be damned."
"Yes Chairman."
Thanks for reading my post :D
Holy hekkeronies sorry for the messy post. This is a messy event with so much happening. I hope your people can be more calm and collected yet understand the IMMENSE gravity of the situation! Have fun ya'll!
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Location: ISSS Headquarters, Gaia International Complex, Polis
Dr. Priam Ioanninan shows up on the screen exuding a mix of excitement and pride in his voice.
"Greetings friends and collegues, I am finally in the position to announce to you a major milestone we have reached. I'm thrilled to announce that the Headquarters for the International Strangereal Space Station has been completed."
The camera pans over the International Complex representing unity and advancement.
"This facility will serve as our central hub for space exploration activities. Here we will manage missions, carry out research and promote international cooperation."
He gestures towards the Complex displaying a sense of achievement through his demeanor.
"As we integrate the Headquarters into our operations we usher in an era of cooperation and discovery both in space and, on Earth. Nations of Strangereal unite with us as we embark on a mission to explore the cosmos and unravel its mysteries."
The screen turns black leaving behind an aura of hope for the future of space exploration.
Purpose: The International Strangereal Space Station (ISSS) stands as a beacon of unity and innovation in the vast expanse of space. Its mission is to pioneer the exploration of the cosmos, advance scientific knowledge, foster international cooperation, and inspire the next generation of space explorers.
Scientific Advancement: The ISSS functions as an unparalleled research platform, enabling scientists to conduct experiments in a microgravity environment not replicable on Earth. Through multidisciplinary studies spanning fields such as biology, physics, astronomy, and materials science, the station contributes to fundamental discoveries and technological innovations beneficial to both space exploration and terrestrial applications.
Technological Innovation: Serving as a catalyst for innovation, the ISSS stimulates the development of cutting-edge technologies essential for sustained space exploration. From advanced life support systems to novel propulsion methods, the station's research and experimentation drive the evolution of spacefaring capabilities, paving the way for future missions to far away celestial bodies.
International Collaboration: As a symbol of international cooperation, the ISSS fosters diplomatic relations and partnerships among member nations. By promoting joint missions, knowledge exchange, and resource sharing, the station cultivates an environment of solidarity and mutual benefit, transcending geopolitical boundaries in the pursuit of common scientific goals.
Educational Outreach: With a mission to inspire and educate, the ISSS engages with global audiences to spark interest in space exploration and science. Through outreach programs, educational initiatives, and public engagement efforts, the station shares the wonders of space exploration, fostering a new generation of scientists, engineers, and space enthusiasts.
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History: The establishment of the International Strangereal Space Station (ISSS) is a major step forward in humanity's exploration of space. After Martantaka's historic moon landing, countries worldwide started focusing more on space exploration and technological advancement, which sparked global interest in space programs. Seeing the chance for joint scientific research and cooperation, the idea of an international space station open to all Strangereal nations gained support.
Following thorough discussions among global leaders, the decision was made to create the ISSS, a pioneering effort focused on promoting international collaboration and progressing scientific understanding in space. Countries worldwide have promised to back the effort by sending scientists and offering financial and material assistance.
Some years later, the initial module of the ISSS was launched into orbit by Martantaka, marking the beginning of construction efforts. Subsequent modules were launched by other participating nations and meticulously assembled in orbit, culminating in the completion of the station as we know it today.
Following the fall of the Federation of Martantaka, administrative responsibilities for the ISSS were transitioned to Triekru. The headquarters of the ISSS were relocated to Polis, the capital of Triekru, signaling a new chapter in the station's history under Triekru's leadership.
Today, the ISSS boasts a membership of [used to be 20):] member-nations, with others in the process of joining. This diverse coalition of nations demonstrates the collective commitment to space exploration and collaboration, as humanity continues to push the boundaries of knowledge and exploration beyond Earth's atmosphere.
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Fields of Scientific Research:
Biology and Human Physiology: The ISSS provides a unique microgravity environment for studying the effects of space travel on biological organisms, including humans. Experiments conducted onboard explore topics such as muscle atrophy, bone density loss, cardiovascular health, and immune system function. Insights gained from these studies not only inform future space missions but also contribute to understanding human health on Earth.
Physics and Materials Science: In the weightless environment of space, researchers investigate the behavior of materials and fluids, uncovering phenomena that are impossible to replicate on Earth. Studies on crystallization, fluid dynamics, and combustion yield valuable insights into fundamental scientific principles and hold promise for developing new materials and technologies.
Astronomy and Astrophysics: The ISSS serves as an orbiting observatory, offering astronomers and astrophysicists a unique vantage point for studying celestial phenomena. Equipped with advanced telescopes and imaging instruments, the station observes distant galaxies, stars, and cosmic phenomena, shedding light on the origins and evolution of the universe.
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International Collaboration:
The International Strangereal Space Station (ISSS) serves as a shining example of international cooperation, uniting nations from across Strangereal in the pursuit of common goals in space exploration. Through collaborative efforts and partnerships, member states work together on joint missions and projects conducted aboard the ISSS, pooling resources, expertise, and technology to achieve shared objectives. This collaboration extends beyond scientific endeavors, fostering diplomatic engagement and partnerships among nations, promoting trust and cooperation in space exploration. The ISSS serves as a symbol of global unity, transcending political differences and cultural barriers, as its multinational crew and diverse array of experiments exemplify the power of cooperation in advancing human knowledge and understanding in space.
Educational Outreach:
The International Strangereal Space Station serves as a beacon of inspiration and education, captivating the minds of people worldwide with its commitment to educational outreach. Through a variety of programs and initiatives, the ISSS engages with global audiences to spark interest in space exploration and science. These efforts include educational materials, interactive exhibits, and public events designed to share the wonders of space exploration and inspire future generations. By fostering curiosity and instilling a sense of wonder about the cosmos, the ISSS cultivates a new generation of scientists, engineers, and space enthusiasts, empowering them to become the next pioneers of space exploration.
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Gaia International Complex, Polis
News/Projects:
- Lungha's government donated 400 million Triekru Kroners for the construction of a new research wing and will provide annual funding to ensure the labs are well stocked!
Participating Countries | Space Agency | Notes |
Lungha | Lunghan Aerospace Development and Extraterrestrial Research Administration (LADERA) | - |
Pandoska | Aerospace Exploration and Research Agency (AERA) | - |
The Islands of Tonga | - | - |
Triekru | Triekru Aerospace Exploration Agency (TAXA) | - |
The Austro-Germanic Union has not escaped the oil crisis unscathed despite its dominant nuclear power focus. Currently it has begun rationing diesel, gasoline, and other petroleum based products in order to stretch itself as much as possible, and the War Reserve for diesel has been broken open. Though, it’s not without options. It has approached 
SFRS Syrvostrovia for assistance via the purchase and importation of both raw polymer and plastics, but also unrefined petroleum for use in manufacturing diesel and more polymers and plastics.
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The impending shortage of polymers and plastics in the AGU presents a multifaceted challenge, threatening the operational continuity of critical industries such as automotive, healthcare, and consumer goods manufacturing. Recognizing the urgency of this situation, the USFR has pledged a proactive approach, not only to avert a crisis but also to strengthen the bonds of international camaraderie.
Operation Vittles: A Blueprint for Action
At the heart of this initiative lies ‘Operation Vittles,’ a comprehensive strategy meticulously designed by the USFR to enhance the production and expedited delivery of high-quality polymers and plastics to the AGU. The operation encompasses several pivotal components, each tailored to ensure the seamless execution of this ambitious plan.
Escalation of Manufacturing Efforts
A cornerstone of the operation is the significant ramp-up of production capacities within the USFR. Leading manufacturers are poised to employ advanced technologies and optimize production processes, thereby ensuring a steady flow of materials to meet the AGU’s demands. This increase in production is not merely a testament to the USFR’s industrial capabilities but also a reflection of its commitment to international solidarity.
Streamlining of Logistics
Understanding that timely delivery is as crucial as the quality of the materials, the USFR plans to leverage its logistical prowess. Enhanced transportation networks and diplomatic channels will be established, ensuring that the shipments reach the AGU without unnecessary delays. This logistical finesse underscores the importance of infrastructure and international cooperation in addressing global challenges.
Quality and Environmental Considerations
In alignment with global calls for sustainability, the USFR will ensure that all exported materials adhere to the highest quality standards while emphasizing eco-friendly options. This approach not only meets the immediate needs of the AGU but also contributes to the long-term vision of a greener, more sustainable global economy.
Governmental Backing
The initiative is buoyed by substantial support from the USFR government, which has committed to providing financial aid and policy incentives to facilitate this operation. This governmental backing is indicative of the role that national administrations play in fostering international aid and cooperation.
The Path Forward
Beyond the immediate relief that ‘Operation Vittles’ promises to bring, this initiative opens the door to deeper bilateral relations between the USFR and the AGU. The proposed creation of a joint task force to explore long-term solutions in polymer and plastic production underscores the potential for collaborative innovation and problem-solving in the international arena.
As the USFR prepares to launch ‘Operation Vittles,’ recognizing the initiative as a beacon of international cooperation and a model for addressing shared challenges. By combining industrial prowess with logistical efficiency, quality control, and a commitment to sustainability, the USFR not only stands to alleviate the AGU’s immediate shortage but also paves the way for a future characterized by greater collaboration, stability, and mutual prosperity.
Friently, Lungha, The Greenlandic North, Urganom, and 1 otherEmnaria
With the Adelaar now flying high through the sky and into the night, Frieda slowly drifted off to sleep where an image formed in her mind, a dream manifested. Much clearer than any she would usually have, this dream felt weirdly lucid, feeling everything around her even if she could not seem to interact with anything, only watch and experience what was happening in the dream.
Frieda walked out of a small room and into a corridor, "Hail" "Hail, my lady" "Hail" she was greeted and saluted by everyone she walked past as she went, even though she was much shorter than everyone else, looking back up at them all and ordering a few around "Orlov, gather the newest field maps", "yes my lady", "Tatjana, contact the 3rd division and ask them for a progress report, i want to know the decisive outcome of the battle the moment it ends", "Ofcourse my lady", "Janovsky, get the guards at the entrance in shape, i feel like they're slacking", "At once, miss" Frieda ordered.
The dream took her hand and guided it along a path she did not understand, talking to people she doesn't know, who she has never seen before about things she doesn't know anything about. And despite that everything just flowed naturally, and perfectly clear with nothing betraying in any way that it was not real.
Exiting the corridor and entering some kind of main hallway, Frieda would continue to be hailed and greeted by those around her as she simply responded in the most basic ways "yes" "hello" "good morning" "how are you? ... Good, good" past her ran the woman she spoke to earlier, Tatjana, quickly going past. "Glad to see someone's doing their work at a decent pace!" Frieda exclaimed as she walked on in the same direction. Soon she would come to a thick vault-like door at the end of the hallway and stepped through, entering some sort of command room where a group of nervous looking men and women in high ranked uniforms stood in silence, among which Tatjana, all looking towards Frieda.
The room and the arrangement of people seemed.. familiar to Frieda, but she could not make out quite why, only able to just follow what was happening.
"Good morning ladies and gentlemen, what are you all looking so grim for, our hour of deliverance is closing in as we speak and soon the reconquest of our lands can begin in full!" Frieda declared bombastically as she walked past them and to the back of the table to the master seat in the middle. "When General Rostov arrives with the 3rd Division, and merges with the 5th and 9th, along with the 2nd and 5th companies, we'll have an army strong enough to break out, to break through these filthy rebels' and traitors' lines and take back the Clan's territories, strengthening our army with volunteers from every town and city we liberate and push back towards the capital to restore our great nation in full!" she said with her fist raised high, but none of the generals at the table smiled, or seemed excited.
In fact a pin could be heard dropping as all remained in the near absolute silence around her as everyone from staff to generals to others that were within the command room stared at her with a combination of despair, fear and sadness.
"Why the silence..? Speak!" Frieda decreed, leading to one of the generals swallowing deeply before opening his mouth.
"My lady.. uh... the 3rd Division... eh.." another general cut in, beginning to show sweat "General Rostov and the 3rd Division... surrendered to the rebels, the troops of 5th Division mutinied against Colonel Zabryci and joined with the traitors, 2nd Company-" Tatjana took over, cutting in "-went along with them.. I'm sorry, my Lady, i'm so sorry.." Frieda felt her heart drop like a brick off a building as she started to feel immense anger and swallowing before speaking up softly, "9th Division and 5th Company?" she said as she gritted her teeth as she formed an ice cube and put it in her mouth in an attempt to calm down.
"9th Division and 5th Company have almost been wiped out, some of our elite troops out of the bunker have volunteered to go out to reinforce them... but its not enough, the lines are cracking and many on the front are trying to desert, unwilling to keep fighting... The Rebel's are about twenty kilometres out.." Tatjana said.
Crushing the ice cube in her mouth as she bit down in anger Frieda slammed her fist onto the table hard, covering much of it in ice as she screamed out.
"ONE JOB! You cowards had one goddamn job! Gather the troops around us, form them into armies, lead them all here to converge! It was the single one goddamn task i sent all you worthless cowards to do! I could have send all of you out into the field or shot you through the heads for getting us in this situation in the first place, like that purple witch would do. No i spared you, i let you into the bunker with me and trusted you with a single, goddamn, task, to do for me!-" Frieda ranted and raved before one of the generals spoke up and another walked past the group.
"My lady, we can't control the troops, we can't force them to fight if they can't do i-"
"Can't control the troops?! Can't fight?! That's your one goddamn job as a commander and their one goddamn job as soldiers, you command and control, they fight, you absolute waste of space! The soldiers and rebels are cowards and traitors, and we will purge them all in the final stand! Oh yes, if you think we're about to surrender to this traitorous scum you are dead wrong. All of you will remain here, stand your ground and die for the motherland! You'll get to pay off your cowardly debt in your own blood, every, single, last, one of you!" Frieda screamed as she slowly created more ice across the table in utter fury.
"I'm sorry, my Lady, but that goes us too far. We love our nation, but our nation is gone" Tatjana said, slowly starting to tear up as another general swallowed and looked Frieda in the eyes "We've got different plans. We plan to live through this, but sacrifices need to be made" "You what?, you dare? speak up to me?!" Frieda yelled out "The rebels made us an offer, everyone in this bunker gets to walk out and leave with their lives intact, if-" the general swallowed again "-we dispose of you" he said.
"You wouldn't dare! You absolute goddamn cowards wouldn't dare raise your hand to me! You wouldn't dare to oppose me!" Frieda screamed, almost frothing at the mouth as she heard a light click behind her back "I'm sorry my Lady, but i have a family i want to get back to" and before she could turn around a shot rang out through the room as Frieda felt a sharp pain in her back and at her heart. And without any chance to react a sharp light burst out from her chest and began tearing her open in absolutely agonizing pain as Frieda let out a gut wrenching scream.
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Moments later she found herself on her hands and knees on the floor of the Adelaar, sweating profusely and breathing rapidly before rolling on her back and grasping her chest in the place she had burst open in her dream, feeling nothing out of the ordinary now. Seconds later one of the pilots entered the passenger bay and ran up to her, grabbing her by the shoulders to hold her steady "Miss Frieda, are you all right, what happened, do you need aid?!" he said as he started looking over her for any injuries.
Manually slowing her breath Frieda would calm down, "I-i'm fine, just fell off my seat whilst asleep, that's all" she said. "Miss, you were screaming like you were in severe pain before falling to your hands and feet, are you sure you're all right?" he said as he stuck out his hand to help her up, which she reluctantly took. "Yes just a.. bad dream, i apologize" she replied as she sat down before looking behind her "Wait, where are He- oh, they're still fast asleep"
"Yeah the princess-" the pilot looked over his shoulder to see if Helene was truly asleep, "-the princess is a lightweight when it comes to alcohol, and Poletov, well you were there with me guiding him so.. yeah"
Frieda looked outside into the pitch black of the night and towards the pilot, who was about to go back to the cockpit, "thank you, and i'd.. appreciate it if you didn't tell Miss Helene, Poletov, or anyone else about this; they do not need more reason to worry" "Copy that, Miss Frieda."
Her heart still raced, with nothing but the humming of the engines and the snoring of Poletov around her, she stared out into the night trying to make sense of the dream she'd witnessed. But was it truly just a dream? It had felt so real, she could still feel the agonizing sting of the shot to the back, the bursting open of her chest. But then again so felt the dream she had where she met the Angel of Death after her battle with the Guardian where she was centimeters from being torn clean in half yet was in full health. There could thusly only be one conclusion: this had been no dream, this was a memory.
And not just any memory, but the memory of the Ice-Witch's last moments, the betrayal that led to her death and Frieda's absorption of the crystal. Frieda slowly placed her hand on her chest, putting it over her heart, besides which the crystal now rested. And the terrifying realization hit Frieda that if the crystal was to ever get hit that it would burst out of her as it did the Ice-Witch, placing everyone around her in lethal danger at all points in time from now on.
Frieda sighed deeply as she looked at the burn scars on her hand, was this a sign that her service is over, a warning of the consequences should she proceed to live the life of an operative? Should she lay down her scythe and return to civilian life, return to the church so she may serve the Angels while keeping herself from posing a threat to her allies out in the field? The thoughts and doubts clashed in her head, unknowing what she should do. And before long without realizing it she had slipped back into sleep, still exhausted from the things she'd done and seen in just the past day alone.
By the time she had awoken the sun was starting to peek out from the horizon behind her as the darkness of the night was slowly being driven away by the light. "The birth of the new day as the sun god of the ancient Aegyptians has once more managed to push through the gates of the underworld and bring the sun round another cycle" Hector spoke behind her to Helene as the two looked at the sunrise. "Haha, wat een onzin, people truly believed everything" Helene said with a slight mumble, no doubt the results of a splitting hangover headache dawning on her.
"Does it matter? Don't you think it a symbol of perseverance, valor and honor? For one to engage in an act of eternal service for the greater good, even if none remember or recognize it in the future. Because what if the sun god is real, none serve him or his pantheon anymore, none recognize his work but he still carries it out every night regardless of that. I think it inspirational" Hector rambled resulting in a slight groan from Helene, "and i think you talk way too much and don't suffer enough for someone who drinks this much"
"Well princess, if you joined me more often you'd also build up a tolerance, besides; i liked you much more when you were down a few glasses" he laughed as he turned to whisper to her ear. "Ugh, remind me to sentence you to death once we're back-" Helene replied with a groaned voice, "-now shut up, you're making my head hurt with that bluster of yours.."
It was then he noticed that Frieda had awoken and turned to face her as Helene closed her eyes and laid her head back against the wall, "Ah awoken as well i see" "Did Miss Helene not just tell us to keep quiet" she responded. Hector then pointed to Helene for a moment, "she's already asleep again, it'll be fine-" he said with a sadistic smile on his face "-besides, it's fun to watch the always strong, always stoic princess, the heir to the Empire, squirm when she's out of her element", "You wouldn't be the first man to be executed for overstepping the line, Poletov, and you certainly won't be the last" Frieda spoke harshly.
"I'd go to the gallows with a smile on my face if that were the case-" Hector said with a smile as he looked towards the peacefully sleeping Helene, "-and between you and me? It's good for her, Angels know she needs a bit of a push out of her comfort zone or she'll never become an Empress of the people, and so i will bully our little princess until my final breath" he said as he looked outside to see the shore of Gibroltar coming close, and with it the large fort serving as the guardian of the Mittelsee.
Soon the airfield would come into sight and as they prepared for landing Hector would slide close to Helene his face twisted into a sadistic grin as he put his mouth close to her ear and took a deep breath. "GOOOOOD MOOORNING GIBROLTAR, HOW ARE WE FEELING TO-" he yelled straight into Helene's ear who shot right up from her sleep and instinctively punched Hector in the jaw, sending him reeling backwards and falling to the floor. "Argh.. great.. hit.. princess, very powerful.." he groaned with a laugh, "Poletov you goddamn idiot, next time you'll catch a bullet too" "I needed to wake you, we are almost there" Hector said as he climbed back on his feet, still grasping his jaw.
As the adrenalin of the sudden awakening left her, Helene immediately sat down again and put her hand on her head, "No, no that still doesn't feel any better..." she complained, "I'm afraid that won't improve for at least a couple hours either, Miss" Frieda said, confused by the scene she just witnessed. Helene quickly turned to face her, looking like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar, not realizing Frieda had witnessed the whole event with Hector. "Frieda, you're awake?! Uh, how are you feeling after yesterday..?" Helene asked, trying to distract Frieda from Hector.
"..I'm fine, Miss Helene, thank you for asking. Am i correct in assuming we will move to the MVF- HOOT headquarters from here via a different vehicle?" Frieda replied, similarly wishing to change the subject, "Not a different vehicle, this one will just need some refueling before we can move on, i suggest stretching your legs a bit in the mean time-" "Oh we can hit the base's bar real quick" Hector said before Helene would quickly shoot him a very angry look, "On second thought, maybe a walk is better for the bloodflow" he corrected himself.
By now the Adelaar had set down upon the landing spot and the three got out, followed by the pilots who went to arrange the refueling. "It's good to get some fresh air, and some not nearly as dry as that desert air-" Helene said, "-however instead its incredibly moist. Anyway i know a place here Kisaragi found when we went looking for Mutski, it's up on one of the fort's towers here." following after her the group climbed up the stairs of one of the towers all the way to the top. "From here you have a very good field of view over the Gibroltar strait and the bridge leading to Hoffmahn" Helene smiled for a moment as she looked out towards the bay, "Kisaragi was so excited to show me the view from here, the lights of Hoffmahn in the distance, unknowing of the degenerate hellscape it is"
"I bet the rascals will be happy when you return home again, Helene. They didn't like it very much that you left" Hector said, "How long have they been with you now, Miss Helene?" Frieda asked, "it'll be two years soon since i stumbled upon Kisaragi in Nordlando, klotezooi dat het is, and Mutski will have been with us for a year and a month or so now" Helene replied with a yawn as the sun shone brightly upon them. "Anyway i think the refueling should be done soon, let's head back before i fall asleep here" Helene said as she stood up, letting out another yawn.
Walking back up to the aircraft they saw the pilots were just putting away the fuel hose after completion of the refueling, "We'll be ready to depart soon" "just gonna need to check a few things before we go down somewhere because a bolt had stirred loose" they said as the three approached. Climbing back into the Adelaar they'd all find their places and sat back down for the final leg of the journey back to the now-HOOT headquarters.
Lungha, Minuda, 5 Kingdoms of Britannia, The Greenlandic North, and 4 othersUrganom, Third 3rd Skyclan republic, Emnaria, and Fletteland
it speaks...
The Greenlandic North and Urganom
A statement from the Slevennic Council on behalf of the memberstates of the Slevennic Political Union
The troubling news revealed by the Sumori government is heard across the Fusean continent. This reduction of access to such a critical strategic resource jeopardises the future of our continent. The united leadership of the members of the Slevennic Political Union have agreed to increase oil extraction within Lake Fusea in order to quell some of the ramifications caused by the Sumori announcement. The Slevennic Council wishes to offer its solidarity with the United Republic of Sumoriant in these dark times and wishes to begin immediate dialogue with the Sumori government in order to allow for the ease access to accurate information between our states.
Let it be known that the Slevennic Political Union stands united more than ever and any temporary strain this crisis puts on the members states of the union will not hinder our ability to defend and protect our strategic interests. Lake Fusea is now perhaps one of the most important regions of the Fusean continent and we will ensure that our access to strategic resources is guaranteed. Our continent is in trying times with war, famine and destabilising leadership in the South East. All actions necessary to restore confidence in this continent will be undertaken if seen appropriate.
Stefan Borolov,
President of the Council
Slevennic Political Union
5 Kingdoms of Britannia, The Greenlandic North, Urganom, Emnaria, and 2 othersSumoriant, and Dashiki City
Jazaar sat alone in the room, drinking his tea and scrolling through the news. The fresh stories that were unfolding regarding the oil crisis gave him worry, but acceptable worry.
For years, what had he done? Been a coward, a traitor, a liberator? The Sumori called him many names, after all. Could he live up to his name of the Lion of Sumoriant in the face of such economic calamity? Was he capable of attaining such a goal?
Yes, he was. Jazaar had a plan in mind on how to immediately begin to repair Sumoriant from not just the oil crisis, but the 1999 Crisis as well…
~~~
Public Address to the Sumori Nation
August 9th, 2024
Haijja Square
“Greetings to all of Sumoriant on this evening of August 9, 2024. I have come to deliver to you a message.” Jazaar began, stepping up to the podium.
Jazaar took a deep breath, looking at the cards before him.
“The days in which we sought glory, fame, and honor under the Caliphate are gone, as are the days in which the Emirs of Sumoriant paraded their power over us. But what have we become in the time since? We have become weak! Economically and politically, our nation falls and drags behind the rest of Fusea! I am not going to be the President who leads the United Republic into ruin. Henceforth, I at this moment declare the beginning of the First Ten Year Plan, to both revitalize and strengthen infrastructure and the economy of the Republic, as well as to ensure our monetary stability together with our friends to the north, east south, and southwest. Furthermore, it is clear that, if we do not seek to change our ways now and adapt our energy industries to the rapidly changing world around us, we will lag and fail to catch up. As such, I have also, together with my Cabinet and the National Assembly of Sumoriant, prepared several bills to implement these reforms, pending review by the two bodies.
Zuraara save Sumoriant, and long live the United Republic!” Jazaar ended his speech, taking a bow.
[i]Jubilation and applause erupted from the crowds of Sumori in the square. Jazaar stepped away from the podium before promptly collapsing.]/i]
“Mister President, are you all right?!” one of the soldiers nearby shouted to Jazaar, as other cabinet and government officials surrounded Jazaar.
“Yes, yes, I’m fine. Just… my heart… acting up. I overworked my cardiomegaly a bit too much with that. Nothing to be bothered by.” Jazaar assured them, regaining his footing and entering the nearby building. “I’ll be fine.”
“If you say so, Mister President. Please see a doctor, though.” one cabinet member said as Jazaar walked away.
“I will,” Jazaar said.
~~~
Haijja Medical Center
August 11, 2024
“Well… we’ve gotten your reports back, Jazaar.” the doctor began. “It’s not bad, but it’s not good, either.”
“Just tell it to me the way it is, doc,” Jazaar said.
“Your speech a few days ago overworked your heart, that much we certainly concur with you. However, such actions in continued and repeated vigor might cause you to suffer a potential stroke or worse if you are not careful. I’m going to prescribe you an Angiotensin receptor blocker to help lower your blood pressure and keep that heart pumping normally.” the doctor said.
“Thanks, doc,” Jazaar said.
Yemet, 5 Kingdoms of Britannia, The Greenlandic North, Urganom, and 1 otherEmnaria
Communique From The Government Of The Emnarian Empire:
The news of the impending economic crisis in Sumoriant has garnered the deepest sympathies from the Emnarian government. Seeing the almost reckless export of oil practiced by the Sumori government, and the practically non-existent safety measures employed to prevent such a crisis, or the impact of that industry upon the ecosystem of the globe; the government has long entertained notions that such an event may occur.
Considering that an economic crisis is almost certainly approaching, if not already present in Sumoriant, the Emnarian government has deemed that aiding the populace of Sumoriant is necessary to sustain their well-being.
The importance of Sumori crude and refined oil to Emnaria cannot be emphasized enough. The Emnarian government has spent a significant amount of resources to secure oil reserves in preparation for war; however, it may be necessary for such reserves to supplement the civil fuel supply. Light rations on fuel supplies for civilian sectors will be enforced. Other sources of oil import are being sought, and so far, success has resulted from such efforts.
Emnaria will hold strong, and continue active military operations in Merilia, and the Tsyemny Sea. If anything, military awareness will be increased to compensate for possible increased aggression from rivals, during this crisis. Likely the greater action from the Imperial Emnarian Military, will be assistance operations to allied countries.
One such operation, if accepted by the Sumori government, would be humanitarian aid and economic infrastructure support to try and mitigate the impact of this crisis on Sumoriant. Emnaria maintains its ability to effectively reach locations in (NAME CONTINENT), and will utilize that ability to the fullest extent to aid its allies. Emnaria offers its full fleet (with limited deductions for operations in Merilia) of strategic airlift aircraft to deliver food, water, machinery, tools, construction materials, and fuel to the nation of Sumoriant. This offer stands without a time limit.
The Emnarian government extends its deepest condolences to the government and people of Sumoriant. A unit is only as strong as its weakest link, so it is in the best interest of every member of the league to support its ally.
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SBS Channel 2 - Special News Report (LIVE!)
"𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘋é𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦": 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘴, 𝘈𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰-𝘎𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘜𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯
(...) Carrying on. Reactions to yesterday's shocking announcement are still coming in on social media as the Foreign Office is both praised and under fire at the same time. Many online forums are split as to whether or not the talks should continue, as although a small majority of Solarians agree with the premise of a reduction in tensions, many remain skeptical of any type of agreement with them, given their villainous actions. This culminated in a protest outside the Solarian Capitol last night, exacerbated by the comments of both national and foreign leaders, especially those of President Su Yunru, who has now become a rallying point for those expressing anti-treaty sentiments. Reports of violence, such as the case of a Merilian war veteran allegedly throwing a brick at the car of the Britannian ambassador to the ASSN as he was arriving at a press conference, have remained "isolated cases", Nova Terran Police say.
Secretary Adam Johnson, head delegate during the meeting, came out with the following statement: "I want to make it extensively clear that this was a set of discussions, not any agreement or official accord. (...) We are just laying down the groundwork for future talks." He also clarified that "(...) the Alliance would not decide on behalf of any of its allies, and wouldn't sign any clauses concerning other nations without their consent first." This comes after detractors claimed that the Foreign Office intended to sell out Merilia and Fletteland, thus undermining the position of the Federal Government and the SAF. We now turn over to our reporter on Upper Street, who is covering James Bell's speech.
The TV screen splits into two halves, as a video feed of a SBS correspondent with the First Representative's residence appears. She takes over the talking:
Good evening, everyone. The First Representative has so far echoed the same sentiment as in Johnson's declaration following the talks, in that the terms are non-binding at the minute and would have to be discussed with our partners first. Furthermore, he also upheld his long-declared policy of refusing to negotiate with the League directly, as he said that the negotiations would not have gone through had they not been carried out through a third party, referencing the Five Kingdoms. Besides that, he also gave a nod to Beiguojian comments on the situation, appreciating their "hardline commitment to the SSTO" but also saying that it was "too early" to make a definitive decision for or against an agreement, claiming a flexible approach is the best approach. Bell also strongly denied any allegations that he or his government would sell out the Interdemocratic Front, which he named "the only legitimate authority" in the Merilian region.
The news feed cuts back to the studio as the anchor resumes his talk, this time panning out more widely throughout it, revealing the presence of a guest.
Thank you, Gillian. We have with us today our senior political commentator, Robert Baker, who has been closely following the proceedings in the last two days. Mister Baker, how do you feel about the Alliance's position on this matter? How do you think the rest of the world will respond? And what does Britannia gain from all of this?
The invitee, a well-dressed, somewhat aged yet articulate man, gives a nod as he begins:
Well, I think we have to first start with what spurred all of this on, that being that the Five Kingdoms are preparing an exit strategy from the SSTO and they're trying to make sure that doing this won't weaken their position. So, by reducing aggression between the SSTO and the League, they hope that they can benefit the most from the situation and keep all of the economic benefits of free trade but also those of security in the Far East. This is an... interesting position, compared to their previous policy of total neutrality. It's in line with everything else they've done so far, but I think this allows us to see a flaw in their foreign affairs approach in general: they're in denial about the objectives of both alliances. The SSTO wants to protect democracy and further it where it can, the League wants to do the exact opposite. Those two things just don't go together. Now, could this détente help things in the short-to-mid term? Very much so! But this peace will only last so long, in my opinion.
That said, there's a lot left to iron out in this deal. Primarily the Flettish clause, because it's terribly vague and neither the Jenovachi nor even the Flettish themselves will feel comfortable with how lacking it is. What the Foreign Office is trying to propose as a patch to this - to negotiate the Flettish clause at a later date than the rest of the clauses - is probably the only way that things will not get slogged down. Now, for the rest of the clauses, the Merilian one has potential, it just depends on how each side interprets it. There's space to try and skirt around it, but with an already-existing blockade in the East being augmented by a new fleet of SSTO ships moving toward West Merilia, I would say the walls are closing in on the Cadetists and the level of support they can get. This deal might be the final nail in their coffin - which, sounds premature, yes, especially when we don't even have boots on the ground in Kripsk or the like - but strategically speaking, it'd amount to a total cut-off for them.
The Wardish point is interesting. If the League were more active in utilizing the ICPJ, it wouldn't even have popped up during these discussions in the first place, but for now, it looks like only the Alliance and some of its partners are interested in building an international, rules-based order. Other states are just using it as a wedge to advance their own goals, rather than promote an overarching project. That said, having League officers rotate in with the monitoring group isn't that bad of a concession, although I am sure some commanders from the 2nd Cavalry would have a few "nice" words to share with them once they arrive.
I don't think any SSTO member-state likes the idea of splitting up continents as "bases" for each alliance, but that's the reality we're already in. It's just that no one wants to say the quiet part out loud. As for assassinations or sabotage... if we reach the point where alliances are putting hitmen on enemy leadership, then clearly we're already past the point of diplomacy. That's all for now, Andrew.
The presenter thanks his guest, as the camera pans back to the initial angle the story started on.
And now, onto other news. The Valiance-class Outrider has just had its first sea in the Emerald Ocean today as talks go about expanding a new set of orders for it...
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