Sunday, February 28, 2010

Smoking with Tabi

After the usual early embassy meeting in the neighboring country, I come back to my own country to see the advancement of my troops in the cleansing of certain areas.

During the last week, my inhabitants have been stiring a riot. Through the House of Tabi, I'm in negotiations with an ally in the low lands of Kebekeria for an exchange of one of my inhabitants. Change needs to be brought on my continent and only, through temporary separation can a decision be made. Multiple discipline levels have been inflicted on the House of Tabi without any positive results. We will not comply to them, they will comply to us. That is how order is maintain on my continent.

By the Champix strategy, I am waging battle on the tobacco companies and their products inland. It is harsh. For a period of 23 hours, it was peace. But there was mutiny inside my troops and presence of my enemy is inside my territory once again. Little do they know, that I will enforce peace again by tonight when the full moon rises.

There has been no outside commercial transactions for the last couple of days. It is not a border issue, it is just simply this period of the month when things slow down. My troops' moral are at a low and edgy, they always get like this when they know the arrival of Reds is soon. I just wish that this next week of leavetime from my educational purposes and the 20 hours of commercial exchanges with the locals will make time fly... before the arrival of my Prince in 4 days.

Monday, February 22, 2010

The piercee tribe

So today, as my duties oblige, I went to Mount-Real for my usual cultural exchange with a metropolitan universal institution. During some royal teachings, a member of my entourage asked if my troops wanted to escort him in a northern cavern where ancestral practices were executed on volunteer bodies.

My troops gathered the information and with so, I decided to take this trip to this outcast land which I did not visited for a decade. I've decided, as well, to retake a part of my past, and join once again a tribe that I have once savored.

As my companion was getting ready for his sacrifice of flesh, my troops gather up to pay our passage for the needle. When it was my turn, I sat in the throne. The shaman had his tools and many body drawings. He put the sacred pliers on my body and to the sacrificial needle I offered myself. I now have a blessed ornament in my nostril. With it, I will bare each day my adventure in the outcast cavern, of the Denis Jungle of the Saint, in Mount-Real.

For I can be proud once again to be part of the piercee tribe. As my troops were noting this into my mémoire I went back to my obligated duties.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

The mix of pussies

I ordered for the most talented designer on the whole continent to reorganized the Recreational area. As a final result, the area is functional but fad in taste. I will have to fire that designer and find an other one in my troops.

I was suppose to go to an official appearing with my Queen Mother, last night. But the logistics were changed at the last minute and the wise Ruler could not be among my entourage. So I parted from my continent with my chariot, which my troops tuned up and cleaned because of yesterday's constant snow fall, to head off to Mount-Real.

In the island of Mount-Real, my chariot left me fairly close to my destination (2 blocks north and than 2 blocks east... short walk, free parking) As I was waiting for the organizers of the evening to welcome me, only in that place will I have so many female subjects look at my upper advantage when I take off a few layers of garment. Once inside, the festivities started.

The Dukes have a uniqueness and talent that no other royalty have in this galaxy. Some may be in the same influence of reign but only them can imply such a gathering. I was so delighted by the shorts on the stage; Humans being control by a robot on Daft Punk. A giant tongue showing the prowess of safe sex with a sheath. From Hoppity Hippity music to musical, all styles were covered. I stayed till the end of the spectacle, I didn't want any part in the following flesh orgy. I was tempted, but I needed my energies to rule properly the next day. I do not regret that the planner in my troops pushed me at the last minute to attend this event. It was delightful.

Today I wake with only a few hours of beauty sleep. As usual, my inhabitants welcomed me as I open my eyes to see the challenges ahead. I need to fill out and sign the papers entitle to me for educational purposes for my troops which they will need later on this week.

The Treasury department needs to be dealt with. Let's hope that some fair merchants from the Outside will wish to have some commercial exchanges with my country.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

WAR and now what

Outside and inside journalism were not permitted during this period in my country. Now that my country is in a period of temporary peace, reporting is now allowed. I use the term "temporary" because peace in only preparation for war.

“Si vis pacem, para bellum.”

In 2008, two rulers shared equal reign on this territory that is now my country. Duties, roles and responsibilities were shared. All of sudden, Chaos came from the male political party. After many negotiations, an alliance between the rulers was created and promises were made. These promises were not maintain. My party went on recognition missions to understand more the source of the Chaos that was predefined and explained by the male party during the negotiations.

Recon missions were fruitful and the truth was reveal. This Chaos wasn't created from any outside sources but were only the results of seeds planted by the party itself. So my party tried to renegotiate the terms of the alliance while the other party was pointing his finger at everything else except himself. No agreement was establish and relations were now in a Statue Quo. New terms were writing by the male party but the trust between the parties was no more.

In 2009, new responsibilities were taken by the adverse party and promise of renewal and kinship were made for the alliance to exist again. During this period, my party met with other parties and had different cultural exchanges with new and old parties. On the other side, his party made some arrangements for a long term exchange on an international level, in a southern world. At this point, relations between our parties were cruel and bombs were drop from both sides. War was declared.

As war started, his party held his engagement and party of this country didn't have a ruler to defend it. For all those months, my troops were inadvertently moving across the whole continent. I was occupying all the zones. Throughout the months, bombs were still thrown by the communication waves.

In October, his party returned with good intentions on the promises that were earlier made. My party that was now present in all continents wasn't inviting for this old ruler. And so, his status of ruler wasn't reknown anymore. The countries were formed and divided. Flags were raised. Takeover attempts were made from his camps but my borders were tightly closed. During his absence, my different operatives succeeded in all their missions of cutting every existing links of the old alliance. The intel that came back from the recon missions from earlier that year were still pouring in during his absence. More truths were revealed from his party, with so, my ultimate victory was through physical exile of his party from the continent.

While he was beating his drums, my troops stood still. Standing still, we were listening and agreeing but we knew what the ultimate result was for victory. Our intent of alliance was no more. The Statue Quo was frail. They were some negotiations attempts from my part but his camp was visiting parallel universes so his consciencness was of this world anymore. So my troops waited... and waited until the establish date discussed during the last negotiation.

On Febuary 8 2010, he was exiled.

Today, my reign is full on this continent which is why this continent is only one country now. Some diplomatic relations were taken to see the possibilities of a new alliance with new and old parties for a sharing of this continent. None were promising. So it is decided as it is, I am sole ruler. I redesigned all the areas to acomodate my troops, my troops only, and of course its inhabitants. Outsiders are always welcome, friendly and diplomatic relations of any kind as well.