OOC: It doesn't matter. I knew that the officers and stormtroopers wouldn't give up any information short of extreme torture or disloyalty. I am familiar with Star Wars lore.
*Soon enough the survivors are escorted into the conference room with their belongings.*
Commander: Ah, here they are. With our investigation concluded and the official Imperial representative here to turn you all over too, I do believe that our buisness here is done. Admiral have a nice day, I have to get back to conducting our patrols along the sea routes.
*They depart the ship via shuttle. Once onboard the Imperial ship, the admiral takes the holotag into his office and clicks it on. It reveals the name, rank, and age of the captain along with his picture. The Admiral smashes the holotags cartridge. He takes out a small vile with green mist. He puts it on his desk, and heads onto the bridge.*
I meant no disrespect to you. But that is an intermal affair of your nation and my nation doesn't like it when people interfere with our elections, so why would we do it to others?
Are you sure about that?
Understandable. I just hoped that someone could save us.
If he gets elected, yeah. This guy is a powerhungry moron who doesn't care how strong everyone else is.
Hunger for power coupled with an uncaring ego will lead to your downfall. You must always be mindful of others power if you wish to keep your own.
Moreau: I see. We are looking to develop our own models, however. What are the other two of you here for, if you dont mind my asking?
*Theressa is the first to speak*
"Dear general, Hafstadt Armory is the leading arms manufacturer and developer in Barren Silver and have several breakthrough technologies. However, for us to develop any prototype with your nation we would have to contact with our partners in Saxony. But, if you are interested in our other wares than please buy them while you wait for the response from corporate. I am sure that it will be an affirmative and will come soon. We have also dabbled into developing artillery and armored vehicles if you are interested."
*John Habot simply stands and takes a deep breath*
"If you want peashooters than go for Hafstadt or Indigus. Now if you want something that will strike fear into your enemies than talk to Ironworks. We handled the Federations requests for modern equipment and developed their trademark Guardian gunships. If you want something tough and destructive talk to Ironworks." *Obviously a sales pitch practiced a thousand times*
Probably should have clarified: I'm RPing as the incumbent in this situation. But the other guy, the Communist, doesn't know or care about any of this.
After a recent petition to lower Niios’s infamous “Reading Tax” was found in a dumpster, debate has sparked over the government’s abuse of veto powers.
“We apologise for the inconvenience., my foot!” protests aspiring revolutionary Marlon Moore. “If you aren’t going to listen to the people, at least be honest about it. Go ahead! Try your little mad grab for power, some nut with no hands but a bronze hook! The people dare you!”
“Don’t let these warmongers bait you!” cautions your trusted adviser, Sigourney Swift. “Obviously, we can’t just eliminate your veto power, but what if you just made a super sincere promise to use more restraint with it? That might satisfy the angry mobs.”
“But some of these proposals make my head spin,” opines Subterraniios Senator Ashley Capulet. “Who would really blame us for dismissing a petition to eat alien first born? The point is: people are dumb, and the only way to make them less dumb is to finally invest in our failing education system.”
Your paper shredder looks at you, knowingly. It doesn’t talk, of course, but you know what it’s trying to say. It beckons you. Go on... One more can’t hurt, can it?
It's amazing. The issue doesn't even have a dismissal button. I guess that that's what that last option is for.
TEH SECURITY COUNCIOR,
NOTING THAT THIS ISSUE IS UNFAIR TO EVERY NATION IJ THE WORLD AND IN SPACE,
HEREBY CUNDEMS ISSUE NO. 5774754374548338858
An idea popped into his head. It wouldn't be easy, but it was his only choice, at this point.
The man stood up, and looked around the crowded park, looking for anyone he felt to be strong with the Force. And, as fate would have it, a boy passed by with a influence strong enough that he didn't get how anyone DIDN'T feel it.
Wow a lot of CTE this week
*The Revolution in Kzaria offers to give supplies and weapons to the Dannoux government and extends a hand of friendship to the Communist regime*
You can complain about things or you can do something about things.
We need recruiters. It's the only way to change this. If you see a problem, we invite you to help us fix it. I promise that the effort of recruiting is easier than watching the population drop.
*The Sith Temple now welcomes civilians to enter the temple and learn about the Dark Side*
Candro City, Present Day
Legi Jack has formed his own group called the Candronese Union of Nationalists. Based out of the hotel he ran, the group has grown fast with fourty members to this day. A meeting has been held so that the leaders of the group can work on a manifesto. As they are discussing the manifesto a man bursts into the room to explain that a new Constitution has been adopted turning Candro into a Royalist Republic and that in two months elections will be taking place.
We might be of service
Assassinations will usually cost 2 Million libes since this a communist well do it for 1 Million
If you get caught performing assassinations against foreign candidates in democratic elections then it will be straight back to sanctions, guarded borders, and naval patrols.