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| [CLOSED] Turkducken and the Merchant Republic | |
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| Topic Started: Mar 21 2016, 08:12 PM (375 Views) | |
| Lance Faraday | Mar 21 2016, 08:12 PM Post #1 |
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OOC: Vinistia at your leisure we can begin diplomatic talks. |
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| Nova | Mar 21 2016, 08:47 PM Post #2 |
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“Pace Vinitsia” *Taking off from Vinitsia Central Airport, the plane transporting Vice Doge for Affairs, Sabrina Reyote followed by some delegates. After a long trip flying over many countries, the plane finally arrived in Turkducken, land on the tarmac, and arrive in front of an airport stairs, the Vice Doge is the first getting out of the airplane. Watching all this surface, she take conscience of the importance of her diplomatic mission and for why she was there*
Long live the Republic, May God be with you, - Doge's Office OOC : Damn, you make a lot of RP at the same time xD Edited by Nova, Mar 21 2016, 08:58 PM.
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| Lance Faraday | Mar 21 2016, 08:54 PM Post #3 |
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Upon the Vice-Doge's arrival the President himself, Lance Faraday, had come instead of the usual entourage to greet the foreign leader. Reaching out to shake the Vice-Doge's hand he said "Greetings ma'am and welcome to Turkducken. It is an honor to receive you in my country." OOC: Yes I tend to do that :p |
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| Nova | Mar 21 2016, 09:11 PM Post #4 |
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“Pace Vinitsia” *Watching the President, Lance Faraday, being present, makes her a surprise, as she was waiting to be just welcome by delegates, in order to discuss only. She was glad, and shack hands, with some photographs coming*
*Continuing to march along with the President, she say to her “I guess the hardest step is done”* Long live the Republic, May God be with you, - Doge's Office |
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| Lance Faraday | Mar 21 2016, 10:32 PM Post #5 |
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Walking with the Vice-Doge to the motorcade the President held the door open and encouraged the woman inside and entered afterwards. The ride to the palace was short as the major airport was nearby... Upon reaching the palace, and clearing the armed gates, the President and his guest entered the foyer. "Now where do we begin?" |
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| Nova | Mar 22 2016, 06:03 AM Post #6 |
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“Pace Vinitsia” *The Vice Doge followed her host into what it seems to be the Presidential Palace*
*She was saying that with a smile, in order to make understand that she wanted to know more about the country before really talking, because of fear of making a faux pas and of her curiosity* Long live the Republic, May God be with you, - Doge's Office |
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| Lance Faraday | Mar 22 2016, 07:04 AM Post #7 |
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The President sighed, "That my friend is a long list and one of potent questions, come let us sit.", he showed the Vice-Doge's a seat and sat himself across from her. He pointed to the wall displaying the proud banner of his country, ![]() this is our flag. "What it means I do not know, however the people like it and therefore it is ours. We live in relative obscurity from the world and have had very little contact with the outside. Non-humans are common here, and generally speaking we see ourselves not as races or species, but as a collective people. I was elected this year, after the peaceful overthrow of the previous dictator, our military is depleted and even compared to the jet you arrived here on it seems that we are simply behind to the rest of the world." He walked from the room and returned with a bottle of wine and a glass, he poured himself some and took a swig. He apologetically waved his hand at the Vice-Doge, "I apologize if this seems rude, it is around one in the afternoon and it is customary to drink at least some wine during the day." he pours himself another glass, "I also happen to be incredibly thirsty at this moment, and consider myself a connoisseur of fine wine." He places the glass down on a side table, "Customs are widely scattered in my country, but we generally agree with a few things. At some point in our history we decided that the homeless are never really homeless, in Turkducken we consider every man or woman apart of our larger family and it is widely considered to be good luck when a hitchhiker arrives at your doorstep. We also have no central language, a barrier we will soon have to overcome if we want to progress as a society. We tend to live with our close family, or those we consider to be our closest family. This is why the capitol," he waved his hand around the room, to signify the entire city they resided in, "is the largest city in Patience. People just haven't moved and we've only grown out and around the coastline. Another thing is that we care deeply for our home and the environment, while this may not hold up when we compare ourselves to the rest of the world, we have some of the clearest waters and greenest pastures. The air is clean and we strive to keep it that way." After talking for a prolonged period of time, he coughed and poured himself another glass, "Unfortunately most of my people are either substance farmers or meager seamen, while we try to provide for ourselves as best as we can, it has become harder in these recent years to find quality food for all of our people." He took a drink from the glass, and begun again. "As for our ambitions we are a simple people, to trade and make friendships and be citizens of the world. Hopefully the world can teach us what we fail to accomplish and we can teach the world what we can accomplish. With a keen interest in science and fraternity we hope to be strong friends, but realistically we would make poor allies." he finished and smiled at the Vice-Doge. Edited by Lance Faraday, Mar 22 2016, 07:05 AM.
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| Nova | Mar 22 2016, 11:06 AM Post #8 |
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“Pace Vinitsia” *Watching the President with a glass of wine, and listening its talk, makes her thinks how little number of people really care about it. She was quite impress by the new living standards while the President explain her the war before*
Long live the Republic, May God be with you, - Doge's Office Edited by Nova, Mar 22 2016, 11:07 AM.
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| Lance Faraday | Mar 22 2016, 09:13 PM Post #9 |
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The President chuckled to himself, "Flattery will get you everywhere Mrs. Reyote. As for trade it surely depends on what we can offer, and what you can deliver for a fair exchange. Wine is the most obvious export that we make in Artisan goods, along with various textiles, we lack most motorized vehicles both by choice and by a lack of production. What we do have is reserved for government uses and the military." |
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| Nova | Mar 23 2016, 06:26 AM Post #10 |
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“Pace Vinitsia” *She smiled when the President talk about flattery, and was interested of the demand of the Confederacy for motorized vehiculs*
Long live the Republic, May God be with you, - Doge's Office |
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