The Alliance of Dictators

The United Empire of Phlegethonei wrote:

went missing, now living no survivor

OOC: *Leaving

OOC: my first RP post. If you have any suggestions, contact me.
The starship Pathfinder approached the unexplored planet not knowing what they would find.

The Garda de Fier Republic of Free States of Agnosicstan wrote:

"Tell me some of your policies." He said, bluntly. "Because, let's face it, you're in quite the bad spot. You have no supporters." He smiled quite casually.

"On the contrary I am nearly guaranteed victory in the selection... My supporters are few, but they are in high places... Very high places. Those being people powerful enough to take hold of Vespergale alone, I am just a far more simple, and bloodless means to do so. As for my policies they're quite simple. Anything I can do to achieve a new age in Vespergale, what my wielder has instructed of me..."

The Presidential Residence, Ravnensby
07:55

"Goodness gracious, they are all busy killing each other, these people, are they not? It was a bloodbath before, now that China's joined in that bloodbath, the blood is going to run out very, very quickly. I honestly don't see the Vietistanis making it out of this particular pinch they are in."

Anton Sokolov scratched his goatee, looking upon the report passed to him by his chief of staff with his round spectacles resting on his nose. He was old, almost ancient, at eighty-nine years old, but he still led the Vistulangean Republic with a fervour that many younger men would have killed for. Across Sokolov sat a much younger man, Tallinn Ström, the Chancellor of the Republic. Normally, Ström would be chairing the cabinet meeting at the Chancellery, but Sokolov had called for an emergency meeting as this issue - the war - was of a level concerning the highest echelons of the Vistulangean Republic, and that meant Sokolov was involved.

"So, Chancellor Ström, what is the situation? I have not had the time to read the report in detail, though I do commend the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for the extraordinarily quick preparation of this meeting. Ladies and gentlemen, do not think that I am not aware that it is eight o'clock in the morning. Chancellor?"

Ström opened a dossier labelled "classified" and cleared his throat, beginning to talk in his strong, reverberating tone that was known by much of the Vistulangean people, as he often delivered long but necessary speeches in the Stortinget and occasionally the Nordic Party Presidium, on behalf of Sokolov, whenever the President was unavailable.

"It is all somewhat murky, Mr. President. Foreign Affairs is working on the details, but it's a downright mess out there. It seems that the Viennese Republic and Vietistan have been fighting for some time, and the Viennese have rejected a peace offer from the Vietistanis. We also had, apparently, Japan demanding that the Viennese submit to them as a puppet state. We are trying to understand how Japan exactly intends to control that massive country. We're talking about one and a half billion people and almost eighteen million square kilometres of land."

Much of the cabinet was either skeptically gazing at Ström, or shaking their heads silently. Japan's population was merely around 177 million, perhaps around 700 million with their Manchurian colonies included. Vienna had double that population, nearly, and probably the economic power that came with it. It simply did not make any sense to any rational statesmen, but the cabinet had to make sense of it. Sokolov, despite his bemusement, nodded for Ström to continue.

"Aside from that war going on in Vietistan, we also have potential. We have two natural courses of action to end our isolation and open up - one is, naturally, Vienna. Seeing they are our only land neighbour and a powerful nation, it is advised to maintain good working relationships with them. We have reason to believe that we may have many things they may want, and vice versa. The second is Israel, which is off our coast. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has preliminary reports stating that the Israelis may be worked with. In fact, they may end up to be good partners. Again, it is advised to maintain as good relationships as possible with Israel, perhaps mutual co-operation on various levels - but that comes in the future, naturally."

Closing the dossier, Ström leaned back and looked at the wizened President, who was busy stroking his goatee, deep in thought. After a minute of consideration, Anton Sokolov spoke in his signature soft, clear voice, stating out Vistulangean policy.

"Very well, Mr. Chancellor. Our data is limited and we do not know what exactly we are facing on this international stage. We will declare that we are neutral in all global affairs, are welcome to trade and immigration, and try to establish as many diplomatic relations as possible. It would be somewhat useless, as I am sure that members of this cabinet will agree, to try and flex our muscles in such a world, with all these colonial empires and oddities. No, we must become a safe haven of peace, economic prosperity and diplomatic dialogue, allowing any and all nations come to us, to aid them with their issues, while we make deals with them. Win-win relationships, ladies and gentlemen, and flexibility. That is how we will prosper in this new world."

Sokolov rose, prompting the other members of cabinet to rise as the old man marched out of the office. "Make it happen, Mr. Chancellor. We need to get working immediately."

The Empire of Bowah wrote:

Negative Imguria. Due to the war, Wilhelm is stationed on the largest island in Apremont, near our coast. You are to head there instead. We can assure you it is fortified, and you do not have to fear any danger.

The ImVC-3 changed course and headed towards Bowapremont.