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Post by Jonathan Brown on Jan 5, 2016 4:29:53 GMT
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Post by Zhang Ping on Jan 5, 2016 4:35:14 GMT
Zhang Ping had come to America for one of his trips. In the wake of the Gregorian new year, he needed to see his wife and son once more. He was in their living room, drinking some good wine as he watched the United Nations General Assembly. He was proud to be in America at the same time as his leader. It was a good feeling to see the honorable Premier Wu sitting among great leaders. The new President took his interest the most, however. It was good interest; Zhang loved to see initiative to hunt the terrorists wherever they hid.
"五月的運氣讓我和他一起戰鬥。... [May luck allow me to fight with him...]" he thought to himself, taking a sip of wine as he watched. However, the flames of the dragon within lit when he saw someone he never expected to arrive: the terrorist leader himself. Zhang immediately dropped his glass of wine which shattered on the wooden floor.
"張！[Zhang!]" the familiar voice of his wife called, who stomped in, dressed in blue. She looked upon the ground and saw my face, stunned as she turned to the television to hear the words that I dreaded.
"The United Nations, from this point onward, officially recognizes the Global Liberation Army as a world super-power, and recognizes Warlord Omar al Ghazi as its official leader." I immediately grabbed my wife's hand in fear, now knowing that the GLA had become the threat that I was trained to understand it could be. My son was the last to enter, and he looked at both of us with fear in his eyes, not knowing what the problem was, but knowing that something was very wrong.
"在龍的沉睡，蛇不斷壯大。 [In the dragon's slumber, the snake has grown.]"
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Post by Xingmin Wu on Jan 5, 2016 4:48:43 GMT
There was a moment of tense silence, as Omar and Jurgen stared each other down. The silence was broken, however, by the chuckling of the Chinese leader. "What is this, a joke?" He blurted out. His Vice-Premier nudged him, but he did not relent. "I feel like I'm on some sort of American sitcom, or a circus ring. World leaders having fist-fights with one another, are we all monkeys now? I can't believe my eyes." He paused to look around the room. His vice premier nudged him again, and whispered in mandarin "What are you doing? This is live television, the world is watching!" "Okay, first of all, Omar, you should understand that you're extremley lucky to get away with knees to the gut. Whoever signed your invitation paper must have some serious power in this country. If this meeting was held in Beijing, you'd be arrested on the spot for your crimes against China, as well as against all of humanity. Second, since when was the UN recognizing anarchistic states as leading world powers? Last time I checked, the UN designated your territory as terra nulius. And also, since when do they recognize terrorist warlords like you as world leaders? Sure, you lead a portion of the world, but world leaders have standards that you do not come close to meeting. First, we do not kill for fun, like you do. Second, we do not develop more insanely cruel ways of killing, like you seem to have a habit of doing personally. You bomb holy cities for no reason, and your reward is a seat in the UN? Who organized this damned thing. Is this legitimate? Are we really going to discuss world affairs with the imfamous Omar Al Ghazi?"  The Chairman once again paused to look around the room. He had a sort of confused face that people have never seen before. The Chinese Leader usually appears in public with a blank or happy expression. He looked at his Vice Premier with a sort of confused smile. Vice Premier Peng seemed irritated. His expression turned blank.  "Well, I'm not siding with the UN. I take my job seriously. I do not recognize him as a world leader, I do not recognize him as the leader of a sovereign nation, nor do I recognize the Global Liberation Army as a sovereign nation. What kind of leader kills his own innocent civilians simply because they're in the way? Over 500,000 Cameroonian civilians died a horrific death to your crazy fear toxin, because you thought it would be easier to saturate the whole damn battlefield. That is not a quality of a world leader, nor will it ever be. One day, the GLA will be annihilated, and this day would be seen as a joke." |
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Post by Omar Al-Ghazi on Jan 5, 2016 4:53:37 GMT
"You must realize, Mr. Wu, that I am as much of a politician as I am a supposed "enemy of the peace." Did you not remember my attempt at negotiations at the previous summit I was present for? Or have you forgotten that the Global Liberation Army controls the majority of the African nations, including the recently-joined EAF." Omar grinned as he turned back to the United Nations.
"I am still waiting for my question to be answered. What have I interrupted that you refuse to tell me?"
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Post by Steven Freephoenix on Jan 5, 2016 5:41:32 GMT
With the tides of madness sweeping the room and talks of the world accepting the GLA as a world power,Steven was scribbling on his notebook as if he was waiting for something or someone.... "I'd like to thank you all for your time to come all the way from your respective lands to New York.I was afraid of this sort of behavior from europe once the warlord had arrived.Your entrence is no suprise to me however Warlord, I didnt think you had the possibility of your appearance.No No, far beyond mear expectation,I counted on it.Its nice to see where everyone stands.Who conconspires with this madman and who stands agaisnt it.I-"  Riots outside had escalated to the point where molotovs were thrown to the windows creating fires inside. as the sprinkers started to work and alarms started to ring. "It seems we're early to close off the talks for today.Everyone make way towards your respective exits,I hope to see you all present in our next meeting Gentlemen" As the secret service was walking up the stairs with steven, he parted some words: " I hope you have a ride with your men behind bars warlord.Hope there isnt any 'accidents' that occur on your behalf." The sly chuckle coming from the beastly man was not an indication to anything good. |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2016 5:46:18 GMT
"This is Rosalinda to commander House, thanks for the noise." >Pleasure to serve a legend ma'am, Commander House had provoked the protests within American territory's to give Rosalinda a window of opportunity. She saw the doors open up as the respective leaders started to leave from other sides, with Steven looking and nodding into Rosys eyes she dashed down the stairs as the Warlord was unaware of what was fully going on so suddenly.Toppling him down she stared down on him with the tip of her cutlass. "Hello there 'Omar' , lets go for a trip shall we?" She said cuffing his hands.The other leaders stopped to see what had happened.A man the UN had apparently given Immunity had been assaulted and arrested Infront of the eyes of the world. "B-But I have Immunity you shedevil! You Americans and your values of justice, do you know how this looks to the world?!" he outcry as Rosalinda called it in. "Honeyed words can make a snake leave its pit, likewise It was all a ruse you monster, now hush!Rosalinda to Ann, target secured.Give us a hole to evacuate immediately." The Building shook as the roof had suffered a blow, opening a gap that let sunshine inside the artificially lit room.Rosalinda hooked something that looked like a belt to him and kicked him to lay facedown. "It doesn't match your dress, but who wears a disregarded potatoe sack In the first place?"  A balloon filled up with gas as the warlord was lunged into the air.Rosalinda holding onto the cord of her own line as the two got picked up by the conquistador.She sat on her chair with Ann to give her an update on the accords, but Omar was thrown into the brig. |
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on Jan 6, 2016 2:37:55 GMT
As Dmitry watched the Warlord's face widen as he was arrested in front of thousands, if not close to millions, he could't help but feel immensely giggly about the entire situation. As he watched the Warlord fly into the sky via balloon, Dmitry began laughing. He laughed as the man he kneed in the gut flew into the air like it was some sort of cartoon. Whatever kind of bullshit was being pulled over his eyes finally lifted, and he saw why he was even allowed into American airspace!  He continued to laugh as he made his way to a local bistro to drown his rage in giggly, caffeinated drinks and think over the fact that Omar Al Ghazi: the most feared man in the world and the hardest man to ever catch, was arrested by honeyed words! "Ради Бога...это был потянув шерсть над глазами, и я не мог его видеть. Может быть, президент Freephoinex больше очков, чем я даю ему. [For God's sake...it was pulling the wool over his eyes, and I could not see him. Maybe President Freephoinex has more points than I give it.]" |
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Post by Adam Camo Brown on Jan 6, 2016 2:53:42 GMT
Having immediately noticed the Rioting occurring, Adam Brown ordered his forces to send over Osprey Transports to pickup the world leaders. The Ospreys landed on the East River right next to the UN Complex, and Marines poured out to keep protesters away. The world leaders looked as Colonel Lance-Veteran of the Cyprus Conflict, the Rome Disaster, and the man to personally rescue Adam Brown from his unfortunate kidnapping-was there to meet them. "World Leaders, and Mr. President. We are here to rescue you and bring you to safety. We will avoid the violence, and can get to your embassies a few hours." While the international world leaders were reluctant to climb aboard the Osprey, the rioting made them feel like they had no choice. They quickly entered the Osprey. The Russian President meanwhile struggled to get on-board with his drinks, that he bought for everyone. Meanwhile, President Freephoenix came aboard a private Little Bird just for him, to ferry him quickly to the White House. The other world leaders were transported to Washington DC to stay at their embassies for the time-being, until they could arrange transport home.
(OOC: I think this has run its course. Lock?)
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