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Forming Bonds[IC/Closed]; Originally by: MomoCarlile
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Topic Started: Sep 2 2017, 03:11 AM (28 Views)
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OOC: This RP is closed, but if you wish to join, you can apply in the OOC forum located here. If you don't know anything about RP but think it could be fun, I would suggest you first read the Idiot's Guide To Role Playing. Finally, as the name suggests, this is a Diplomatic RP. As such, there will (hopefully) be no violence. As the plane makes its final decent into [nation]Antartican Republic[/nation]'s capital of Bostonia, Gen. Meliodas stares out across the quiet city. The nation had recently gone silent, most of its citizens moving to other nations, and as a result, it was chosen to hold the meeting he was moving to attend. The plane landed, and he made his way over to the royal car awaiting him. The car ride was peaceful. Nobody approached the vehicle or was even really out on the streets. It was as if the entire nation was a ghost town. The calm and quiet reminded the general of his own capital, which is quiet for a completely different reason. His first stop was the embassy. The Momosan embassy in Bostonia is rather small building. Two stories, almost hidden completely by the larger buildings around it. The only reason you could tell it was the embassy was the large Momosan flag outside. Gen. Meliodas moved quickly clearing out all important documents and personnel and sending them back to the second plane to be sent back to [nation]MomoCarlile[/nation]. After they were on the move, he got back in the car and they drove to the meeting place. The Antartican Republic Capital building was just as deserted as the rest of the city. An aid remained by the door while Gen. Meliodas moved into the largest conference room, took a seat at the head of the table and awaited the arrival of [nation]Balan Bar[/nation]ian, [nation]Tulov[/nation]ian, [nation]Tieopia[/nation]n, and [nation]Acarn[/nation]ian governments. OOC: Real final thing: In this introductory phase, if you come into the building immediately following somebody else without somebody already inside the building reacting, you will be entering the building simultaneously for the sake of the RP. Once inside, new ground rules will be established for order of posting, but for the most part, it will be discussion. That means that if you post without saying who you are talking to, everybody should assume that you are responding to the person immediately before you.
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Sep 2 2017, 03:25 AM
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The BBS Nightingale makes its way into in the Bay of Penguins, Admiral McKinley breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Captain Johnson “Go and inform the Vice President and her Highness that we will be docking shortly” He turns back looking across the bay looking through his binoculars scanning the dock and before long he spots another naval ship anchored and unloading vehicles and troops the flag of Balan Bar flapping in the cold arctic wind. “The Nine damn who ever had the Idea to meet in this frozen shithole.” McKinley says to himself before giving orders to the crew as they got close to docking.
The Captain now out of breath reaches the cabin of the Vice President, pausing for a second to catch his breath. The Captain now stands up straight and knocks on the door “Mr. Vice President!” he says loudly “Yes come in!” Vice President Steve Buchanan replies. The Captain walks in the room, the Vice President sitting at a small desk talking on the phone with papers across the desk take the phone away from his face and looks up “What is it, captain?” “Well sir we are about to dock and your motorcade should be ready to leave as soon as you and her highness depart the ship” the Captain replies. “That’s good, If I had to be on this damn ship for one more day I would have thrown Admiral McKinley overboard” He jokingly replies “Now go tell Princess Sophie”. The Captain runs down the passageway and knocks on her door “What!” the Princess yells. “Your Highness, we are about to dock and will be leaving for the meeting as soon as possible” the Princess replies quickly “My servant has already told me so you can leave”. The Captain says something under his breath makes his way back up to the bridge to inform the Admiral.
Following the Nightingale docking, the Vice President and Princess depart the ship followed closely by Admiral McKinley, Captain Johnson, and two royal servants. The six head to vehicles parked close by Admiral McKinley getting into the lead HUMVEE and Captain Johnson in the tailing HUMVEE with the Vice President and Princess along with the servants both get into the car between. With everyone in their designated vehicles, the motorcade makes its way into Bostonia moving through the empty streets and driving pass the old Balan Bar Embassy and finally to the Capital building. The Vice President looks out the window of the car “We’re here Mr. President I’ll keep you up to date as soon as I know something” The Vice President hangs up the phone as a BB Peacekeeper opens the car door and everyone moves from the motorcade to the build. The Vice President looks around the lobby for a few seconds before sending the troops to search the build for where the meet in to take place. A few seconds later one peacekeeper reports that a person was seen standing outside of a conference room and lead that group into that direction. The Vice President notices a lapel in the shape and design of the MomoCarlile flag on his suit; he approaches the man with his right arm extended out to shake his hand. “Hello there, I’m the Vice President of Balan Bar. I presume this is the room where the talk will be held?”
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Sep 2 2017, 03:25 AM
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"Welcome, the General is waiting for you." his accent was heavy, but not Momosan.
The aid opened the door to reveal a large conference room with a single oval table. Gen. Meliodas sat at the left end of the table.
"Welcome. I assume this is Balan Bar."
The General stood up and extended his fist in greeting.
OOC: nobody knows how to greet a momosan so I'm excited to see what y'all come up with.
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Closing in to Antartican Republic on his personal motor boat, Bartholomew Fancypants reflected upon the past; how he a been great friends with the people and the officials of Antartican Republic. The history they shared because of the Great Tieopian War, they had to withdraw then from the war, but it never had been considered that they would withdraw like this in today's world. The boat then arrives; "Ohh, it looks like it's time to get off, and start on my way to the meeting." Bartholomew thanks the driver and gets off the ship
Once he sees the deserted state the city, he reflects once more "This place, once a lively city, now is left in this condition," he starts walking towards the Tieopian Embassy, "I can't forget the friendships formed with the people who lived here, all of it is gone..." Bartholomew arrives at the embassy. "And this place, so many memories formed here; but it's time to move on now." Mr. Fancypants goes inside the embassy, a picture of him and the leaders of Antartican Republic and Arudis smiling together can be seen on a table close to the door. He grabs his bike from behind the front door, heads back outside, and made his way to the meeting area on bike. Once Bartholomew arrives at the building, he set his bike against a wall and headed inside. Mr. Fancypants walked around for a little bit before finding his way to the place in which the correct room was and outside the room was a group of soldiers and a man standing by the door, so Bartholomew walked up and greeted him with, "Hello, is this the room for the conference with the leader of Momocarlile, by any chance sir?" with a smile on his face.
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Sep 2 2017, 03:26 AM
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"Yes it is."
The aid opened the door. The Vice President of Balan Bar and the General were standing near the oval table and seemed to be exchanging greetings.
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Sep 2 2017, 03:26 AM
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“yes this is the delegation from Balan Bar. I am Vice President Steve Buchanan and I will be representing the Balan Barian government during these talks and this is her Highness Sophie Josepha Heiress Apparent to the Balan Bar throne. "It is a pleasure to meet you General" The Princess quickly replies, the Vice President pauses for a moment before continuing "With his Grace, King Abraham Josepha in such poor health, President Hammarskjöld thought it would be good for her to join us during these negotiations.” The General extend his Fist out and the Vice Presidents looking puzzled, thinks to himself. “what is this?” He looks at the Princess to see if she knows what is going on then turns back when she doesn’t give any sign of knowing what is going on. “Not to show you any disrespect sir, but I’m not familiar with this greeting”
The door opens up and the aid lets in another man. The Vice President hears this, but does nothing. The Princess sees this and walks over to the man extending her hand to greet the man. “Hello, I am Princess Sophie Josepha Heiress Apparent to the Balan Bar throne. That man in the suit is Vice President Steve Buchanan of Balan Bar and the General is from MomoCarlile, but we don’t know his name yet."
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Arkady Rossovich stood in the command tower of the Carrier USSTS Zvezdov, which was approaching the Antartican Republic's capital city of Bostonia. Hearing footsteps coming from behind him, Rossovich turned and looking, seeing a sailor enter the room and stand at attention. "Comrade Premier, the Helicopters are ready." the sailor immediately said.
Rossovich nodded and began to make his way from the command tower to the flight deck, his arms behind his back as he walked. On the deck of the carrier were two helicopters, each with a large Tulovian coat of arms on it's door, both were fired up and ready to go, as he walked up to one of them a soldier inside slid the door open for him. He took his seat by the window on the opposite side of the helicopter, the soldier closing the door and signaling the pilot to lift off.
Rossovich watched out the window as they made their way to the deserted city of Bostonia, landing in the outskirts of the city. Rossovich opened the door and stepped out of the helicopter, looking to his right, the second helicopter was lowering down a UAZ-469 jeep, which had two small Tulovian flags on the hood and a Tulovian COA on both the driver and passenger doors, but none on the back doors. Once it was unhooked, the second helicopter landed down. Rossovich made his way towards the jeep and into the passenger side, a soldier getting in to drive.
They made their way into the city, Rossovich taking note of the empty streets and deserted city, his window rolled down as he looked out. "Hm. I wonder what could have driven away an entire population?" He asked himself, the jeep pulling up to the capital building. Rossovich stepped out and looked around, taking note of the person standing by the door and making his way towards him. "Is this the conference?" Rossovich asked.
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Sep 2 2017, 03:27 AM
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"Hello Sophie, pleasure to meet you; i am Bartholomew, the President of Tieopia." He walks over to the vice president and waits for him to finish his greeting with the general, then says "Hello, your princess has told me who you are Mr. Bichanan," Bartholomew then says to both the general and the vice president of Balan Bar, "to both of you, hello i am Bartholomew Fancypants, the President of Tieopia" Mr. Fancypants then goes to shake Balan bars hand and turns to the general
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Sep 2 2017, 03:28 AM
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Gen. Meliodas just stared at the two blankly as the princess told him they didn't know his greeting. After all, who didn't know the proper greeting. As she turned and walked away, leaving just a confused Vice President, Meliodas began an explanation, just quietly enough so as to not embarrass the foreign leader who didn't know this simple thing. (ooc: that is his thought process not mine)
"So the person who initiates the greeting holds their fist out like so." He motioned toward his raised fist. "In response, the returner makes their own fist and hits the top part of the greeter's fist. Finally, both participants grasp each other's forearm. This is all completed in one fluid motion. Don't worry, I won't tell anybody that you didn't know how."
After this brief description, the General smiled and saw the princess and the President of Tieopia walking over. After the president greeted the VP of Balan Bar, he presented his fist to the newcomer in the same way he had before.
"Welcome to this little peace summit President Fancypants."
Just then, everybody in the room heard the door swing open as the aid spoke for the final time that day.
"This is the place. The General and the others are already inside."
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"Thank you." Rossovich said, heading through the door and into the conference. He took off his peaked cap with his left hand as he walked towards the others and held it against his side, "Greetings. I am Arkady Rossovich, Premier of the United Socialist States of Tulov." He said, extending out his right hand.
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