The Department of the States has reached out to the Merkerburg leadership to propose the building of an embassy, in an effort to build stronger diplomatic relations. These negotiations are given to every nation that begins talks with the AUS.
Establishment of embassies: In order to ensure the continuation of the diplomatic relationship between both states, ambassadors shall be appointed by each government and embassies shall be constructed. - A temporary Ambassador is assigned until one can be appointed. - Each country is allowed to build/renovate their own embassy. - A small security force is allowed for the safety and protection of the embassy staff and property. Security should be no more than 20 officers, and they shall have no enforcement or jurisdiction outside the embassy gates. - Ambassadors granted full diplomatic immunity.
Imperial korintheya and Of denmarkia
Merkerburg
The UCCR accepts this agreement, construction will commence in about 3 hours when this telegram will be sent.
The Enclave accepts this offer, but officials would like to clarify that this should not be viewed as the start of an alliance, but as the start of negotiations.
Of denmarkia
Kardin ashema
While the government of Kardin Ashema finds this concept dubious, we are very interested in large-scale space transport technology. Likewise, we are willing to provide support for space telescopic technology- we know of a few useful locations for ground-based telescopes.
Merkerburg
The Secularization Act
The Politburo has Passed The Secularization Act, Which States:
The Act of Public Prayer can be fined for upwards of 140 Wergers, and all religious Buildings will be taxed According to their size, number of employees, and historical significance.
The market dropped nearly 230 points today after the Legislation failed once again to pass any tax reform bill. President Williams did not hide his displeasure with the Conservatives who blocked his stimulus package, blaming them for the fear in the markets.
The Federal Statistical Office has recently released the data numbers of employment, growth and economical output. Walter Thiel director of the bureau has announced that the numbers are generally positive despite a little curb in employment and economic output.
Employment :In the last quarter the number of unemployed has grown 1.2%, this has been attributed to the recent job cuts in the airplane industry. General unemployment has risen from 3.4% to 4.7%.
Growth: In the two last quarters, the growth was at a steady 3%, despite a little downturn.
The Presidential Palace has announced that Williams will be spending tomorrow and Thursday traveling the nation to buildup support for his economic package.
Considering the alliance of our two nations, we in the Corlenian Ministry of Economics would be more than happy to help AusValia in these pressing times. This is not due to any attempt at overinfluencing the World Union, this financial aid is only for the purposes of helping the nation of AusValia recover from this economic depression. President Williams, we admire your steadfast devotion to pointing out the evils in our society and working to gain more support from your people by working with them on a personal level. We are inspired by your actions and look forward to witnessing how this all turns out. For now, we know that your nation is on a slow path to recovery, and we hope that soon, we will be given an amount to loan to your nation.
We have heard that economic troubles have risen in your nation, we wish we could help our ally but we are currently going through some problems with our own nations, but if needed we can send economic support. Περίμενε μέσα από τη Δυσκολία Ausvalia.
From Electran International Association
Message from Arc Industries, to the leader of Ausvalia
Hello Mr. President(?), I am Regalsphere, head of International Affairs of Arc Industries and currently based in North Electrica. With your recent Stock MArket troubles, we are willing to help lower unemployment by offering Ausvalians jobs her at this company, if you allow us to purchase land to set up some office buildings, labs, etc. We shall wait for your reply.
From Karen Winterhold (NESDEC International COmmunications Officer)
I speak for some of the officials at NESDEC and would like to thank the Protectorate for support in the construction of the large Raio DIsk on the NE space station, and also the trade of space telescope technology would prove beneficial in future for both of us. As for project Skyranger, it may sound doubtful but here at NESDEC things like this are just challenges that need to be tackled in order to advance forward. We shall await your reply.
President Williams personally phoned the leaders of Corlenia and North Electrica to thank them for their support and kind words.
On the first stop of the President's economic tour, he spoke at a rally in Blue Coast before a luncheon with economists. The President brought up the calls from various foreign leaders like Corlenia and North Electrica and their support for the AusValian people.
"Last night I received two messages from various foreign governments offering their economic support. I say, how sad is it that foreign leaders care more about AusValia than the Upper House."
Upper House Conservative Majority Leader says he will stand his ground in the economic fight.
"The President is blaming us for listening to the AusValian people. People want tax cuts, and we will demand the President give those tax cuts rather than continuing to fund his big government. As far as countries like Corlenia are involved they have grossly over defined the problem, perhaps at the request of the President. If he takes their foreign money, he will be risking the safety of this government by leaving beholded to another. That is why, I am proposing a bill that will deny the President access to taking any foreign money in place of the Constitutionally responsible Legislature."
Such a piece of legislation has little support or hope of passing in either House.
East lismore and Of denmarkia
Psionic order
Capital of the Psionic Order
Deep Within the Temple of Acheron
There in a circle stood 10 people, 4 men and 6 women, wearing purple-gold robes and black mask, in a low tone they chanted in an unknown language and focused their minds to bind into one. Around them a strange purplish glow seem to surround them like a bubble as their chant continued, their voices raising by every few seconds; sitting above them was the Sultan, leader of the Sultanate and also the leader of the Psionic Order Askel Krüger watched the Psionic Magicians perform the ritual. His advisor and High Priest of Acheron, Lucas Schneider walked up to him and whispered into the bald man's ear, afterwards the priest stepped down to let the Sultan think, once he came to a conclusion he stood up and walk down the steps.
Sultan Krüger: "Magicians, stop the incantation." The Magicians did so and kneeled down to their Sultan. "You two shall stay, the rest leave us." Without argument the other magicians leave while two male magicians remained kneeling, the Sultan stood in front of the two, staring down at then from behind his golden eye cover. "One of you shall gather the Wizards and warriors, there has been a development that requires our attention. While you shall ready my transport, we leave before days end." The two nod and walk off to carry out their task.
The sultan looked around the room, a great hall adorned with colorful stained glass windows and roofs, black-purple stone cover the walls with purple drapes hanging over the doors. Down the hall stood statues of past heroes and leaders before his time, and behind him was the statue of Acheron and Oblivion, the Goddesses of Psionic Order and Wrath, the Queens of the Gods, and the most powerful of all their gods. He walked to their statues and kneeled down to them. "Oh Acheron og glemsom, gi meg styrke til å trekke gjennom denne potensielle konflikten, gi meg kunnskap og fred til å utføre diplomati, og gi meg din vrede for å slå ned gjør hvem som tør true vårt folk. Måtte Guds vilje det!" He ends his prayer before standing up and walking away, his black cape swinging n the air and slightly floating as he walks down the great hall.
It had been nearly a month since the Neyde Spears Kingdom had fallen. Britney Jean had become a ghost city, trams lay dormant in their sheds, markets lay still with the stagnant reek of rotting food once fresh and meant for selling. Aside from small cults and the odd basement dweller the city was deserted.
That was until a procession of horses and carriages made their way through the streets, bumbling and rolling over potholes and cracks in the unkempt cobblestone roads. The carriages and horses were of various breeds, 24 in total. Each had some form of protection. This ranged from latex suited soldiers to old ladies with floral teapots filled with acid.
Eventually, the troupe reached Castle Arsehole. The castle itself was covered in ivy, "how on earth has all that gotten there?" Came a voice from the front carriage, "None of your business nosy prick!" The Ivy replied. Startled, Sir Greendown sat back in his seat. He had been enjoying himself so much in Kohen. There, plants couldn't gossip or talk back to you, he had his husband and daughter and for the last month no responsibilities. But, he had a duty, he told himself unconvincingly; a royal duty. Before there was time to try and convince himself further the coach had arrived at the castle gate, and the group headed in.
The faded pastel walls and carpets made a sad site as they entered, Sir Greendown sighed. How could this country be left to ruin like this? "Moveitfatarseweneedtogetthisbloodymeetingoverwithyouknowtheotherdayiwaitingfor..." Sally, sorry, Queen Empress Head B!tch So Kelly Marston Dont Try And Shag Martin Now Or I'll Behead You Sally the fifth was the queen of the 16th of the tiny countries, and she was nobodies favourite, if anyone was going to send the meeting into a ditch itd be her.
The room for the meeting was fairly tame by Neydian standards, a large table with chairs of varying sizes and colours, you had to make an effort to not end up on the children's stool or the half broken sofa. The leaders all eyed one another up suspiciously, assessing who to watch out for, the weakling, the snakes. Amongst them all was a maid, with rounded glasses, a cap and an oddly large forehead. She glanced at Sir Greeendown and smirked. "Why did you-" "Oi geroff my chair!" Emperor Maximus yelled, snatching the stool away from Princess Penelope. "But it's not fair!" Penelope wailed "I want the cutest chair! You must give it to me immediately!" Maximus, visibly already exhausted, picked Penelope up by the pigtails and lobbed her out of the window, catapulting her screaming across into the River Whale Liver. "Well that's one down" smirked Lady Esmeralda from her corner, smugly sipping her tea. Greendown was less impressed "Your greatness was that honestly necessary?" "Yes!" He grinned flexing his muscles "I'm strong enough to throw anyone! Even a lady like that! In my glorious land we have no time for the weak or whiny." "Or deodorant" Greendown said, wrinkling his nose.
Still, it seemed as though everyone was fairly settled, and before Maximus could explain why deodorant went against being a true man he rang a little bell. "May I have every bodies attention?" "You may have every bodies attention but you shan't have mine." A rather smartly dressed ruler grumbled, "I see no reason for this pointless meeting." "Well we need to choose an official successor for our old Queen Neyde," Greendown explained "our islands have fallen into ruin without her." "Except my area" Esmeralda smirked. Greendown rolled his eyes "Didnt you nearly drown a whole village in porridge?" "Yes and now it's the biggest tourist attraction in the area!" She gloated triumphantly "if anyone should rule these islands it should be me." "You're a psycho!" Allergic Agnes of Allabeth scowled " that porridge could kill hundreds! We need to be more considerate of those with allergies!" "That's a good point!" Greendown cut in "now who else-" "Actuallycanisaysomethingihaventsaidanythingyet" Sally said at the speed of a sports car, (she had of course been talking the whole time to Monarch of the Rocks. They had already left out of sheer irritation). "IthinkladyEsmereldashouldnotbetherulercosshewoswellrudetheotherdayshesaidmyvaginawasflabbyitisntitsjustcosiwassleepingeithkingphilliptheothernight-" "WHAT" Queen Phillipa gasped at her husband who was hastily beginning to leave. "You are a terror Sally" Esmeralda scoffed "At least I'm not old!" "Who said there was anything wrong with being old?" "You did when you divorced me!" "Shut up Jason." "You really ought to stop this!" Mother Butterfly tutted "have you heard the saying two wrongs dont make a right?" "Have you heard the saying shut up and f*ck off?"
That did it. The room fell into pandemonium, Mother Butterfly dropping her peace to slap Esmerelda, and soon the whole room was brawling over the table! Fists flew, insults were yelled, the chairs got so fed up they began walking away. All the while, Greendown began to quietly cry. All he wanted was for things to return to how they had been, even if he was stuck in the odd and confusing country at least he wojldve had Neyde! "Oh Neyde" he sighed. Just then a hand came into his shoulder, he spun and looked up. It was the maid. She smiled, a very familiar smile, one from a close friend that you never quite forget. Swiftly, she grabbed him by the hand and lead him out of the room, weaving between the fighting rulers and avoiding the carnage.
The two walked quickly through the corridor, and when she felt as though they were far enough, Neyde took off her maid cap, glasses and let her hair flow out. "N-Neyde? But how on earth-" "I can explain!" Neyde panted "I'm so sorry for all this, the magpies made me sign up for a reality show. Only of course for them it meant a show which changes reality" she rolled her eyes "it all backfired of course and I ended up dead, we spent ages in this odd realm shaped like a bell trying to sort out all the paper work with death, and in the end it was only enough to keep me alive, but not to set the country back to normal." Greendown stared, half thinking she had lost it half thinking he was dreaming. "It can all be sorted out however" Neyde took out a small flute, smiling softly, "this was the last thing my mother gave me, one of the few times she really showed she cared." "What on earth does it do?" Neyde simply grinned, and put the flute to her lips.
She played a short tune, but it was beautiful, the delirium from the other room fell into silence. The song played low notes, but hopeful ones, and for a second or two it was the only sound anyone could hear, wavering and echoing across the castle. Then silence. Abruptly a huge explosion came, deep from the core of the earth, a deep boom that shook the islands. Panic erupted from the room, as the castle began collapsing all around, brick and mortar crumbling to dust as floors shattered like the most fragile glass. In the centre of the seas surrounding the island, a huge statue rose up, blue legs, a red and yellow body shaped like a volcano, and in a small hole in the top, the face of a lady; commanding, yet kind, she smiled down as she came from the waters, whales singing their praises, birds singing in joy.
When it was completed, peace returned. "She'll keep everyone in order!" Neyde beamed. The room next door silent. "Sh!t" Sally whispered "I think that's actually shut me up."
Izanagi People's Daily Massive Combined Corporate Failure Even now, weeks after the mysterious incident that stopped the war, the contamination of plantations in Hinomoto prefecture continues to expand. The expansion did show deceleration possibility due to both great distances it stretches from the Spiral Tree Speranta and the concave environment. While the contamination has yet shown any hostilities to human activities, overgrown plantations are currently blocking transportations. A week ago, the combined effort of the Yotsubishi Corporation, Hügelland Medicines, and the Genesis Development from Primordial Tiamat Constructed 12 Installation based on the research data from the formerly classified wave bioweapon, Harmony constructed by the PGRI and the former dictatorial regime years ago. As a sample of Mirculum cells was shown to be shattered from 232,000 hertz to 241,000 hertz. The initial ignition of the 12 containment units shown promise as the plantation began to wither, rot and fall apart in minutes. Despite the best effort, the mutations of cell walls to resist the frequency weapon has begun to develop last night, as 29% of the designated area remains Miraculum active.
This failure of the private sector further enforces the newly founded religious group all around the United Kingdom. Church of Speranta parades roamed the street of Nio, Kurogane, and Jurojin after the failure of these containment units.
Clash in ACRS-05 ACRS-05 has been inactive since the end of the war due to the restrains from the plantations around. The former military site currently being used as a powerplant for the nearby Research Center. After the news of containment unit installations, patients from the medical camp clash with researchers and protests. Demanding the removal of the installations.
Alexander Gariovic, known more by his alias "Joshka" has been diagnosed with Heart Disease.
The Politburo is now deciding his successor, as Joshka's State Deteriorates. The Clear Successor, General Ialin Baurmann, who had lead the 4th division to purge the countryside of all resistance in Merkerburg, and was a key figure in the staging and leading of the Sergijüsk Revolt.
Though, Joshka Hasnt passed away. So, he may return.
RP:Budget Negotiations Officially Begin at the Presidential Palace
Budget negotiations officially kicked off between Legislature leaders and the President's administration. The AusValia Conservative Party, the leader of the Upper House, is asking for a 1% tax cut and a 1% budget cut for all departments, with no raise of the debt ceiling. The President is proposing a 3% total budget cut, a tax cut for small businesses only, and to make college tuition tax exempt.
As evident by the last few weeks, neither side is backing down. If no deal or continuing resolution is reached by Sunday, the federal government will face its first shutdown.
Government Subsidies for Stark Aeronotics
The Palace announced a government subsidy for Stark Aeronotics for its design of the M11 Supersonic Passenger Airline. The plane was originally designed by Thomas McPherson in the 1950s, but he was unable to achieve the required funding. Now, CEO Richard Stark has taken on the venture.
The design emerged as a large aircraft with seating for 250 to 300 passengers and cruise speeds of approximately Mach 3. The M11 was the topic of considerable concern within and outside the aviation industry. From the start, the airline industry had noted that the economics of the design was questionable, concerns that were only partially addressed during development.
The President has agreed to provide the funding after the reported layoffs in the aerospace sector. The company has promised to use the money for hirings as well as development.
Of denmarkia
Psionic order
Encounter
Capital of the Psionic Order
Outside City Gates, Meeting Area
The Sultan rode upon his horse looking around at the forces that where called upon, standing in attention where his Psionic warriors donned in battle armor and Psionic Wizards where an assortment of robes and staffs. Along with them where members of the Sultanate military, armed with musket- rifles and pistols or knights with swords and shields, they stood at attention behind the Psionic's as the Sultan came towards tho other member leading this mission. General Nilsen of the 'Voidborne' (the name of his army) known for his tactical intellect and psionic skill, and a member of the Drachenjäger people. Sultan Krüger moved his horse over to the general and spoke.
Sultan Krüger: "General, are all the requested forces accounted for?" The General tid the salute of the Sultanate, signifying he wasn't a member of the Order.
General Nilsen: "Yes Sultan, we have assembled 100 wizards, 500 Psionic warriors, 732 Gunmen, and 1250 Knights. All forces has transportation as requested to get to the halfway point, horses are being sent there for the wizards. Messengers has said nothing has changed."
Sultan Krüger: "Good, have all forces get on their horses and carriages and move out." The general nodded and began shouting orders, the order is carried around the camp before they where all on carriages or on hoses, a convoy moving eastward. Armor glistening in the evening sky and loose items jinggling or bouncing from the movement, farmers looked at the military convoy in slight worry as there has been no need for something like this for the past year, but with the sight of the SUltan they calmed down to either continue their work or sen doff the soldiers and their leader.
5 Hours later, After transfer from Halfway Point, road heading to Final destination
In the darkness of night the convoy went from horses and carriages to cautious soldiers marching down the cobble roads, the darkness lit from either the gaps in the clouds or the light coming from the wizards, using their Psionic energy to illuminate the night in a eerie purple. Kights kept their hand ready to their swords while the Gunmen where already stalking around with their muskets, the Psionic Warrior's kept their composure and walked calmly, their weapons illuminated from the purplish glow with a dark energy coming from their hands. The Sultan trotted with his horse, his herd eyes continuing to look forward while the General occasionally looked back to check on his forces, the land around them was known to be riddled with quickmud (basically muddy quicksand that makes you sink fast with no actual hope for survival.), some soldiers almost fall in a few times but manage to quick pull themselves or others out.
Soldier 1: "What do you think was found? A dragon? Some spies from a hostile force?"
Soldier 2: "They wouldn't need an entire army and the SULTAN himself to deal with some spies, they would just need a torturer and a psionic skilled in mind manipulation powers. I believe an invading army was found and we are being sent in on an ambush."
Soldier 1: "But still why so many? The Sultan and the wizards alone can hold off an army, but also there is the fact that this is near one of our cities with a large garrison, so we wouldn't be needed."
Psionic Warrior: "You was trained to fight and march, not talk. Stop your constant muttering and move along." He says to them, the soldiers begrudgingly become quiet ((Will work on later))
I declare war on rosella with the purpose of ending a dispute.
Jezabelstien
4 Kilometers from Jarnit Terminus, Nordic Dissopolofria The governess's temporary office onboard the colossal machine was a mix of fine furnishings covering the oil-stained metals, her long flowing hair held back over her shoulders as a maid combed through it gently. "So what do they even eat there?" she mumbled to herself, staring at the small collection of collated forms, flipping one up before crossing out several lines, "Salted fish?... Stews?... this isn't really food for the occasion." "Well you could always just have some cake..." her maid mused aloud, "Everyone likes cake, don't they?" "Oh well I suppose so... maybe we just set it up as some kind of exchange, I figure a few tons of coffee and some desserts saves me having to stomach what they consider food." She stated with mild annoyance, writing out 4000 Servings: Coffee Cake, 8000 Servings: Chilled Coffee Ration. "I figure we can probably pull a few proper chefs in, how long do we have?" "Two days until the ceremony, it's penned in at 10am." The governess leaned back in her chair, "Assuming no more delays, taken forever and an Irene-damned day." before stapling the forms together and stuffing it into a formal looking wide cardboard envelope, "I hope there's a militant attack, I could use the distraction."
At a dockyard in Poreliscav, late in the evening. The flagship of the Svalbardian navy, the super heavy carrier SRN Failnaught, rocked peacefully in the tranquil water of the dock. Similarly, the city in the late hours of the day had a similarly whimsical feeling to it, as most people had already retreated to the comfort of indoors; and only a few still lurked in the winding streets of the town. Off to the side of the dock, a small room containing a table and two chairs, seated in which were two people, still resisted the sleepy temptations the rest of the city had succumbed to. The man sitting on the left side of the room was Kinny Mcgalaway; an admiral of the Royal Svalbardian Navy and second-in-command to the chief of staff of the fleet. Opposite him was a woman training to become an admiral, Reyna Fadovsky. The two appeared to be engaged in some sort of card game involving betting chips, and looking at which side of the table the majority of the chips were on, Reyna would seem to be on a winning streak. “That’s, what, your fourth win in a row against me? You know, they used to call me the master of blackjack; and now look at this!” Kinny indicated to the offending stash of chips on Reyna’s side of the table; his mouth was neutral but the outraged look in his pale-green eyes gave away his frustration - not that he was actually angry at his opponent, of course. There wasn’t any real money involved and the tone of his voice clearly indicated he was having a laugh. “Well, I suppose I’ve beat you enough times tonight...” Reyna murmured, her big grey eyes peaking through her rose gold fringe. “Doubt your chances to win a fifth game, do you?” That sealed up any hesitation the admiral-in-training may have had inside her: ”Oh, it’s on - one last round, all in, and the loser has to do night watch.” “Oh, it’s that serious is it? Alright then” Mcgalaway thus dealt out two cards to each player one last time for the day. As Fadovosky picked her’s up, she had to suppress the urge to groan loudly: a ten and a five, making fifteen, one of the worst hands possible. “Hit or stand, trainee?” “Come on, hit me” No one was going to win on a fifteen; she had to take a chance. As she gingerly looked at the card she’d been dealt, she immediately noticed the number on top and didn’t take long to do the mental arithmetic. 10 + 5 + 7 =... 22. There could not have been a more perfect way to lose. “For the love of Ophiuchus...” “What’s the matter?” “Bust on 22...” “Ah ha! Victory at last!” To celebrate, Kinny stood up, knocking his chair over as he did so, and performed a weird and wonderful assortment of dance moves, all while Reyna looked at him with eyes devoid of every emotion but malcontent. “Ok, that is definitely going in my cringe compilation, no doubt about it.” “Don’t care, you’re still doing the whole night watch!” “Oh sh- yeah I forgot about that, damnit...” “Oh, and I’m talking all of these.” He then proceeded to grab all of Reyna’s chips and run off to a side room, presumably to go to sleep. “Ugh... why do I make these kinds of bets?”
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Multiple hours later, a very tired, but more importantly bored to death Reyna was looking out over the dock at night. Her shift ended at 2 o’clock in the morning, and it was currently half twelve; however it seemed likely she wouldn’t finish the next ten minutes, let alone another hour and a half. “Have to... keep wa- yawn tch, never know when an... intruder or vandal might try and... and... what are they supposed to do again?” Fadovsky fell back in her chair facing the window, looking up at the ceiling, then at the very low light still left on in the room, hoping to find in them some motivation to stay awake long enough to finish the shift. “Is now, like, not a... good time to tell yawn Mcgallaway that I... didn’t get any... sleep last yawn night?” As fate would have it, it wasn’t, as Kinny was already fast asleep, and now Reyna’s eyes slowly began to close “No, I’ve got to stay... up; got to... stay...” but her body soon gave in to her mortal instincts, and she lay limp in her chair, fast asleep.
Kjanu, Nordic democratic republic, Neyde spears kingdom, Hurona, and 3 othersFeng Dynasty, Of denmarkia, and Psionic order
Of denmarkia
THE DENMARKIAN NEWS
Project Road
The government has today announced with the backing of the entire parliament, a road construction initiative, which would see road construction from the most west of Denmarkia’s cities, like Faxe, to the capital København, to the coastal cities which have historically been where most if not all the population of Denmarkia lives.
Another reason for the project is to allow more people to live more inland, then to the coastal cities, some of the reasons the government would want this could be.
Of the 170,600,000+ ( old census ) living in Denmarkia, only 20 million citizens are expected to be living inland, and, out of the 20 million, more than 10 million are living in the capital, it is, therefore, that the government might hope that more citizens may move inland to encourage growth in the ‘’cities’’ and attract more business.
Another reason is safety, Denmarkia is used to flooding, therefore, it wouldn’t be out of the question to allocate more of the populous inland to secure their safety, whilst not forcefully relocating them.
Current plans set the road construction to start in Nyborg, and then connect other Cities, and finally, connect them to the coast, whilst also building other roads to cities who require it.
As the Project is very much in the Early process, it is to be expected that many changes will be implemented before seeing the light of day.
Neyde spears kingdom, Hurona, Imperial korintheya, North Electrica, and 1 otherLeigh of steel
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