Your treaty was unacceptable. You wanted me to give up about a fourth of my nation, cripple my armed forces (or at least my navy) to the point it wouldn't be worth it having one anymore, and that's honestly all I read before I deleted it. I told you no immdeiatlly after seeing the "map".
Then perhaps you should have read on to where this was the maximum that we wanted, and we would be more than willing to know what you thought would be reasonable so that the two might be compromised. I barely asked for a fifth of your nation (you started the war on the notion of gaining land, so you lose land), and not nearly all of it would go to me. The naval restrictions were a SUGGESTION that would happen in return for more reparations to made by the USMA to help you in other areas, such as economic/rebuilding projects and science.
Should you really wish to establish a lasting peace, you should at least consider the damned treaty, and then perhaps counter with one of your own. you are too lazy to even do that, and instead sit there and admit that you would not even read it, nor even comment on it in order to make it acceptable.
EDIT: Should you consider this attitude towards peace, we shall abandon this attempt to save innocent lives, and continue with the war, until you sign an unconditional surrender so that we may enforce a peace that will ensure this will never happen again.
And in regards to this peace process, since several mediators have been brought in (or have shown interest), and their is already 4 belligerents, PM seems to be a slightly more difficult route to hammer this all out. It's hard to keep up nescessarily with a slew of PMs, at least for me, in my inbox. Perhaps either hammering this mess out on the thread, for all to see, or in a Social Group would be much easier. Of course, that's ultimately the choice of you people, but if you plan on debating or arguing a lot, it'd be easier (at least for the Maritimes) to see it in that format.
Bolivia is pleased to announce the South American Defense and Economic Treaty Organization (SADETO) with the founding members of Bolivia, Chile and Peru.
We further extend cordial invitation to Argentina, Brazil and Uruguay to join us in creating a new South American century.
SADETO will offer it's members:
-Mutual defense
-Scientific research cooperation
-Free and fair trade
-Economic and security linkages
In short greater prosperity and security for all. Let us move past a South America divided by warfare, strife, and bloodshed subjugated to foreign imperial and economic powers. Let South America itself become a bastion of greatness.
It's time for a South American Manifest Destiny. Join us.
Signed: -Miguel Santos, El Comandate de Bolivia
-Chile
-Peru
Born to eccentric German Nobles in the Ukraine, Dr. Forrester was subjected to extensive schooling at an early age. His parents immigrated to the Ukraine to find the freedom to go on with their experiments in corpse reanimation. While Dr. Forrester will be the first to say his parents were a little crazy, he avidly explains their experiments were totally sound. Who wouldn’t want hordes of the undead at your command? In fact he continues their experiments in his free time. That’s when he isn’t unloading clips of bullets into pigeons that the soviets have equipped with surveillance equipment.
Dr. Forrester went to the University of Kiev where he majored electrical engineering and chemistry, and minored in Secret Underground Laboratory Management. He went on to work in Ukrainian Government Research Lab 3 in Southern Ukraine. Through hard work, bribes, and extreme paranoia he worked his way into the grace of the new president, gaining the position as Minister in the new Cabinet.
In his new position he wield the force of the Ukrainian research budget… which is not large. However, this resourceful scientist finds way to stretch the buck. While busy managing research, approving policies, and yelling at staff to work harder, he constantly looks over his shoulder for communist infiltrators. Often stating “They are everywhere!” Dr. F has often subjected suspects to exploratory experiments until thoroughly satisfied they are loyal Ukrainians.
If only more Ukrainians were as vigilant
However, while being a stanch enemy of communism, he is not without compassion. He has even taken in a pinko commie conspirator and rehabilitate his mind. Now Frank the Commie is one of the Ukraine’s most efficient worker! Be first to view one of the Ukraine’s greatest new invention to surely modernize the life of all Ukrainians one day.
Witness the way he encourages and manages government researchers. What warmth and friendship in a leader. Here is one of our new hit inventions soon to revolutionize music!
Groucho Marx comes from a long line of Marx’s. Groucho's farther claiming to be the original author of the Communist Manifesto. A satire of socialist ideologies. However, his half brother Karl stole the book over Christmas one year, plagiarized it, publishing first. The book lost a lot in the translation from Swiss to German. Now the Marx name is full of same to be forever connected with the great red swell of the late 20th century.
How did he get to his lofty position as Minister of Economics? Well, really he fell into his position. Groucho Marx held a good paying position in a Swiss Bank. However, due to a drinking problem, and chasing after the bank presidents wife he was fired. Where could a drunkard financial expert ever find a place where his actions were culturally acceptable? Why in the west of course. Soon Groucho find his love of hooch a great asset in the world of Ukrainian Politics.
Minister of War Mustache ’The Borscht-inator’ Johnson
No one is really sure who he is. He got the job based on his awesome ‘stache and top hat. He speaks with a strong posh English accent which occasionally breaks down into an unrecognizable Slavic dialect. Some say he escaped from a Ukrainian asylum, eventually killing a well to do English tourist, others say he is a Polish aristocrat who, while ridding his horse, was bucked off suffering severe brain trauma resulting in amnesia. Either way the president likes his style and his ability to scarf down gallons of the presidents own borscht.
Rikugun Taii Hitotsuyanagi Hirayuki ran along the line shouting orders and encouragement as the firefight continued. Idiotic rebels! Didnt they know the war was over? China and the Coalition were now on the same page. Well at least it gave him the chance to continue to improve as an officer.
Nitōhei Nabeshima! Get down you fool! Hirayuki grabbed the soldier by the back of his uniform and yanked him to the ground. Standing up like that will only get you shot! Hirayuki continued to run, hunched over for as much cover as he could get. Damn these rebels! They had taken refuge in a small building, but the problem was that it had a clear killing field.
He laid on the ground and took out his binoculars for a closer look. Best count was there were twenty or so rebels left standing in the building. Perhaps another five or six walking wounded doing the reloading for their weapons. His unit still had sixty three men in perfect shape. He could take the position easily if he sacrificed his unit, but that was such a waste. Well perhaps not the moronic Nitōhei Nabeshima.
If only he wasnt lightly equipped. Dear spirits what he would give to have prevented his CO from taking the machine gun. Oh well no sense lamenting its loss now. He continued to look for a weak point, and finally spotted it. He signaled Gunsō Honda to him. The Gunsō crawled over.
Yes sir! he yelled over the gunfire.
Do you see the patch of trees towards the back of the building there! Rikugun Taii Hitotsuyanagi pointed to a patch of trees on the far side of the building.
Sir, you want me to take a squad through there? I can do it but would need time to not be seen.
Dont worry we have plenty of ammo here and can hold out. These rebels are very poor shots. The inexperienced bastards.
On my way then sir! he saluted as best he could and then crawled off barking orders.
The firefight continued and sure as rain is wet the idiot Nitōhei Nabeshima stood up again, this time he paid for it as his head exploded into a fine red mist with occasional chunks of brain and skull seen flying around. Well thought Hirayuki at least thats one problem off his hands forever. He chuckled to himself and then wondered how quickly his humor turned dark since being in this war for over two years. Just then a grenade went off in the back of the building and the fire from it stopped as they must have turned dazed by the sudden onslaught from the rear they thought secure. Hirayuki raised his katana and yelled for a charge at the building after he heard a second grenade go off.
It was over quickly. The inexperienced and young rebels either dropped their weapons or turned to face the wrong threat as the Imperial Japanese soldiers converged on the house. Well that was one more batch of rebels down. Spirits only knew how many more to go. Perhaps the Emperor and his advisors finally had a plan that would end this.
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