The Island Game

Fine I give up. I will not tear down the Sea-Wall so other nations demand we give them the technology used to build it. I say this is impossible and offer them the choice of any domestic technology imaginable, just about, 3 times over. We don't even touch most of them but you are given free access but oh no that's seen as insulting as well. If other nations are so determined to foster bad relationships with us then we see no point being part of the international community. We hereby close the Sea-Wall and recall all Republicans on loan, those in space will now simply commit suicide to avoid capture and interrogation. We withdraw once again from society. Goodbye!"

Plato before he committed suicide due to the stress-triggered depression.

OOC: Note I am NOT quiting! This is an expression of our feeling of hopelessness about how all we do seems to be bad and evil and for the destruction of humanity.
 
TSS will eagerly await the new leadership of the Republic.
 
OOC: It doesn't matter. All diplomatic ties have been severed with all nations and the Republic is preparing for a long, long siege. It is on the highest alert level possible and the Sea-Wall is closed. Any attempt to cross it will be met with lethal force.
 
The Republic of Trichomedia apologizes for any actions that may have offended the Republic. Please don't shut down over the douchebags known as Moneta, Xox Xooklia, and Steampunkia.
 
Well then, use hydro-electric, or geothermal, or solar, or SOMETHING.

We do use a bit hydro-electric power (The Steamwan High Dam) and geothermal. They're not in high numbers.

We would also use solar panels, but the best sunlight is to the west of our island, but because of Selachima threatening to attack us if we blow the pollution towards it, we've had to divert the pollution that way, so now we can't use solar panels.

The Republic of Trichomedia apologizes for any actions that may have offended the Republic. Please don't shut down over the douchebags known as Moneta, Xox Xooklia, and Steampunkia.

We haven't done anything to offend. Well maybe we didn't accept some tech, but that was all in good reason. We're not behind in tech.
 
OOC: Yes you are compared to the Republic. We don't use most of our tech 'cause we don't need to but we have quite a lot of very advanced hypothetical designs sitting around. I am not peeved about that though its mostly the other nations demanding one thing then another then another and when I give it to them they spit in my face and call it an insult or ignore it.
 
OOC: Steampunk IS technologically behind everything, but we're trying not to give that away :lol:
So that's why my diplomat was rude at the offer for tech. Because we believe steam is the best way to go.
 
Again, it's just Bratmon and Perfection. :p
 
(President Mon could not be located for comment. Roomers say he's located in an underground bunker somewhere)
 
Breaking News!

President Mon is now on a leave of "Indefinite absence"

He made this decision due to increasing pressure in congress because of the incidents in Xox Xooklia and the Republic.

His replacer, Pres. George is much more of a friendly isolationist then Pres. Mon. The public prefers his stance.

His first acts were to end all trading embargoes and write the following notes of apology:

Xox Xooklia: We were blinded by greed. We're sorry for the war. This war was completely unneeded, and it wouldn't have happened if we had only listened to reason.

Steampunk: We were very hasty to be mad at you because of your style of living. We apologize.

The Republic: We are very, very sorry this has happened. You had finally opened up to the world, and we caused that to fail. You see, Pres. Mon was blinded by what happened in West whatever, and we thought you were worthy of the same punishment. We express are deepest regrets.

In addition, major cuts were made to the military budget.

Pres. Mon is now in a secured compound in n00bistan, where he hopes nobody will recognize him.
 
Steampunk: We were very hasty to be mad at you because of your style of living. We apologize.

Apology accepted.
We've shipped some smoked Kangarat over to you. You can check it for poison if you want. We've got none. It's also pretty clean.
 
Selachima urge the Republic to reopen its borders and apologise for anything in the past which may have cause offense. With recent wars, banhammering and now the retreat of Moneta and the Republic into isolationism, our investors are on the verge of rioting.
 
We're not as isolationist as them. At least... not yet.
 
Important News Bulletin:

Technantis seems to be undergoing an evacuation of all major cities. Most of the large cities have been evacuated and the president and most of the military brass are being evacuated as well. President McCloud has asked the Republic of Trichomedia to house the evacuated persons for the time being.
 
Of course. We'd be happy to let them in, just as soon as you go through the passport application process so we can prove you're not terrorists or carriers of some disease on Technantis you're not telling us about.
 
OOC: Thanks! :)

IC: Satellites above the nation of Technantis are going dead inadvertantly. The country is now fully evacuated and President McCloud has been hidden from the public eye. Meanwhile, astronomers from all nations are observing that an anomaly is heading towards the planet.
 
The process has been completed, all of Technantis refugees have been let into Trichomedia. Only 1 Terrorist was found, and he has been taken into custody.

Meanwhile, The Trichomedian Government continues its efforts to get space ships from the portal. It has finally gotten a few, apparently three Imperial Star Destroyers, but they don't seem to be working as well as the ones in the universe they came from. Bringing large things from the portal seems to damage them slightly.
 
The Observatories in Stemapunkeria have noticed the anomaly and the Calculators are working at full steam to figure out a solution.

Also, Steampunkeria is working up a trade. We need more clockworks for a project. We are willing to pay in money or steel in exchange for gears.
 
Your money is soot-blackened and your steel is made from raping Mother Earth. We, sir, refuse! :smug:
 
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