Confederate Freedom and Gallipoli-China

[Talmann]

OOC: see page seven, midway down. Klaus will leave after hearing Herald's opinion, and Hans will stay.

[Union]

Loyalist Army, Strength Report available to allies. Request document at anytime.

[Union]

What's our position on the Inglo-Gaulesian war?

[Ranholn]

ooc: technicly Ingo is just acting as an allie of Irnotia, the Irnotian-Gaulasian war is more accurate title 

[Zimmerwald]

OOC: I'm going to assume that's an OOC comment, so I'll respond accordingly.  "We" don't have a position yet, as the Council has not been chosen.  My nation will probably support the Gaulesians, but I haven't had time to read the thread in full.

[Herald_Collier]

As the other diplomats left the room to make their many calls, the Herald remained at the head of the table, still standing, while his entourage remained sitting (Or standing) where they were originally positioned. The Herald spoke again, this time speaking perfectly fluent and accented German.

"Herr Waldmann sprechen bitte mit mir und meinen Mitstaatsoberhäuptern - wir müssen die Sorge Ihrer Nation über diese angenommene Terroristendrohung, ja richten?" ("Herr Waldmann, please, speak with me and my fellow heads of state--we need to address your nation's concern over this supposed terrorist threat, yes?")

[Talmann]

Klaus faced the Herald and simply said, "Ja."

[Delfos]

barman: "hey for god christ, finally you come to end my suffering, been here for weeks, i need to see my family!"

barman2: "Yeap, your shift is over, my deep pain is about to begin."

doorman: "Hey they just gone to their business again..when will this finish?"

barman2: "I dont know, dont care, im here to serve drink, want one? it's on the house, they'r so focused in non-sense that they dont even notice the drinks bill, look at what my college have registered" *pulls a huge bills`"and it keeps coming. Who's gonna pay for all this?"

doorman: "Give me vodka with limon please."

barman2: "your wish is my command." *fills the glass with the request*

doorman: "hey thanks, when is my shift over?"

barman2: "Do you even have shifts?"

doorman: "hey, thats Gallipolli-China's Representatives."

barman2: "hey, sir, do you want a drink? it's on the house as far as i know."

doorman: "here comes more..must be re-fill time."

barman2: "We have drinks for you all, what do your Excellencies desire?"

[Zimmerwald]

"Nothing, thank you," said Viktor, who by then was exhausted.  Then he thought better of it, turning back.  They'd probably been standing there all day, with little to do, and he owed them.  "What's that, vodka with lemon?" he said, indicating the drink in the doorman's hand.  "That'll do."

He drank it there, quickly, putting the glass down on.  "Goodnight," he said, not putting down any money.  If they said it was on the house, it probably was.

He fell asleep almost instantly when he got back to the new embassy.  The formal diplomatic delegation to Confederate Freedom hadn't arrived yet (he's provisional), so he was alone in the building.  He didn't even get to think about tomorrow.

[Khem]

a message for Viktor

 Prime Minister Black wishes for the treaty to be formally announced internationaly in a press conference. he states that he is willing to host it if needed. please get response from signitories.

Uichi Ryan Parliament Secretary,
Anita Grimm

[Zimmerwald]

Viktor woke to the low, repeated drone of his notebook computer.  "You've got mail," it kept saying, over and over.  He regretted now not turning that particular function off, but rolled out of bed to open the mail anyway.  Reading it quickly, he opened a second window, and dashed off a reply.

To: Uichi Ryan Parliament Secretary Anita Grimm

The press conference to announce the alliance is scheduled to be held in Confederate Freedom this afternoon.  All the signatories that have signed the treaty in Confederate Freedom will be present; if you wish to send a representative, feel free to do so.

Viktor Debs

At least, he thought, straightening his hair and putting his suit on, it got me awake an hour and a half before I was supposed to be.  He would have more time to get ready for the announcement before the Herald's men came and fetched him.

[Zimmerwald]

bump

[Delfos]

doorman (thinking): "Got nothing to do and this never ends...i like my life...it's so simple, most of the time i spend here...i can sleep, i can eat, i can do anything and I'm payed for it. As long i respect my stand as doorman nothing will be against me. I hope my wife doesn't get anyone else to entertain her, my two kids wouldn't understand and stay with her...
But i don't care...i can't care, what can i do? With the time i spend here, i could write a book. About what? For me? for my friends? I don't know...for everyone, i want to sell. I want to sell in foreign countries.
Maybe about my job, or maybe about a job i would like to have. What would i like to have? I hate this, I'm not doing anything beyond door keeping and bar drinking. I doubt those ministers even know who i am, or how am i called. Somewhere with music all the time would be nice..and flowers. Maybe a garden at the front door. Hmm Opera! no...The Gallipoli Philharmonic Orchestra place..but there is no garden. That would be nice. Ahaha! I know, a gardener! Watch the plants grow, take care of them, all this with music...MUSIC!
The perfect day, right in the morning, the sun rising. I would mount my gardening case in the stone floor, the sun would be heating my face, amasing. Then the people would arrive, then the musicians..bringing Tubas...big musical instruments, counter-bass, dishes and all that..people from the chorus, mainly beautiful and well arranged women, then the conductor. I would start my job, nursing flowers, listening them clearing their instruments, a sound of chorus, and the drums, and the violins, tubas and trompets. Just checking flowers and plants around to see what had to be done for the day.
The music starts, violins, very smooth, percussion, then the chorus men. The plants would rejoice with music from a long night sleep, with the sun some would open, others straighten up and starting to sing themselves, followed by the tenor man. Lovely duet with a woman, followed close by the violins. Something about freedom, a greater good, rightful sacrifices, then the whole chorus would burst their voices singing how united they were.
A violet flower have born, the first of the season. The bass would be dominant at this time, percussion following, with raging violins. A brief space of light from the darkness, here comes the chorus again, very happy with the achievement of freedom, a civilized freedom where every is the same as the next, and everyone is there for the greatness of everyone else. Beautiful closure part. And the half the plants would be enough nursed, the music was essential to them."

Guard1: "Dreaming at work?"
doorman: "no no, was just thinking. Have you got anything else to do?"
guard1: "no, but we could go for a drink"
doorman: "naw, I've came from there earlier, can't drink too much, specially now for this big conference, when is it done?"
guard1: "i don't know, but might be ending soon, or else they have to delay it, hey, don't you have shifts?"
doorman: "Do you know any other doorman?"
guard1: "noo.."
doorman: "There's your answer"

[Zimmerwald]

Viktor stood in line with the other diplomats who had accepted the treaty, facing a large crowd of reporters, and a larger crowd of civilians behind them.  He felt uncomfortable.  He had been told that there would be a press conference...this was more like a rally.  He remembered being told "the Herald is indisposed today, he wants you to make the announcement."

(OOC: sorry, but this has to move forward)

He had protested that his oratory was nothing like Collier's, but had been confronted with the answer that he had been named personally, a statement to which there was no answer.  He hadn't been able to write any notes, so he was feeling exceptionally nervous as he stepped toward the podium and raised his hand in salute.  The podium was draped in a USSCF flag, as was the back wall of the dias on which the diplomats stood.  He began.

"You're probably wondering what we've been discussing for the last two days," he said.  That got a laugh.  Emboldened, he continued.  "In short, the nations here represented, Chinese Loyalist, Confederate Freedom, Gallipoli-China, Llanydern, Saletsia, and also Uichi Ryu, have decided to remake the world.  The people and leaders of these Workers' States saw much wrong with the world.  We saw the subjugation of, and if you believe the Myrorians the genocide in, Eire, the conquest of various colonial domains, the informal economic subjugation of nations around the world, and we said to ourselves we would not stand for it.

"Yes, we knew that if we allowed this to continue, we'd be next.  We knew that the imperialist powers would like nothing more than to destory the Workers' States and to rivet the manacles back on our wrists.  But there was more to our action than self-interest; there was a genuine concern for the working men and women of the world.  It is for the working men and women that these nations have decided to form the United Axis of Socialist States."

That got applause.  A lot of applause.  Viktor waited for it to quiet down before he continued.

"We did this because we believe that freedom, democracy, and socialism can only come to triumph over despotism and exploitation if we work at it.  Nothing is inevitable in history; any goal must be reached for, strived for, and sacrificed for if it is to be attained.  I believe that we the people of these states can attain democracy, can attain socialism, and that to do so the states that represent the peoples must be united.

"I'm sorry that your Herald couln't make this announcement; he's far better at such things than I am.  Nevertheless, it has been a great honor to come before you, the people of Confederate Freedom, and the people of the world, to announce this noble undertaking.  I invite other nations to join us in our great work of solidarity and comradeship, for the progress of the world.

"Thank you."

[Khem]

Prime Minister Black sat and watched the whole thing from a television in his hospital room.

good show viktor, give the people what they want. now we just have to set up the council.