They receive coordinates to the following position: (circled)
Meanwhile, Archeonia expands further to the east.
Two destroyers arrive at the location. They don't see anything right now.
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The OT CV is complete and it sails off to the shore to establish a new subsidiary of OceanTech. The "OceanTech Exterior Manufacturing Limited". OTEML.
The OT CV is a huge war/landship that has a huge main arnament multi-cannon and tons of defenses. It can reach incredible speeds on both ground and sea. It has large manufacturing fabricators and cloning facilities built into it.
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Now would be a suitable time to introduce the Logo/Flag of OceanTech
Two destroyers arrive at the location. They don't see anything right now.
It doesn't take long for them to see something however, as soon a massive Submarine surfaces. Almost 400 meters long, the submarine seems to also feature a flight deck. Several smaller submarines surface nearby.
The submarine establishes communications with the ships.
"Greetings. You must be transporting the envoys sent by... erm... Oceantech, right?"
It doesn't take long for them to see something however, as soon a massive Submarine surfaces. Almost 400 meters long, the submarine seems to also feature a flight deck. Several smaller submarines surface nearby.
The submarine establishes communications with the ships.
"Greetings. You must be transporting the envoys sent by... erm... Oceantech, right?"
---
Meanwhile, Archeonia expands further.
"Affirmative. Is there a location where we can engage in negotiations? Otherwise we could do it onboard this warship."
"Affirmative. Is there a location where we can engage in negotiations? Otherwise we could do it onboard this warship."
"Onboard either ship is fine. You're welcome to come aboard, we'll send a small ship to pick you up."
A small boat arrives at the destroyers, ready to pick up the envoys and bring them to the submarine.
"I'm not exactly sure. The next few days seem to be when she is going to be the most busy."
"At this point, I don't have some patience to wait for something small, like waiting for a leader to have a breathing space for a few days. My region officers required my fleet to survey a whole area as sooner as possible, and be back by a few weeks!", said by Admiral of the Western Baliostian Fleet.
The Epitome Expansion
The world nation's aggression upon controlling more land is very zealous at their unprecedentedly rate as according to Alfieq's Army recons! The Alfieq's Army were aware of their heated situation, and thus they're reacquired additional mainland territories in order to secure their own fate for their future. Within all of their soldiers are driven by fear, this is a day where all of their peaceful intentions will soon to be scooped by a fortunate greed and pride, and thus, will likely to be affected by all nations of the world.
The Eastern Orion Flotillas Company has been damaged, forcing to settle at an unknown island.
After losing a few ships due to under maintenance on repairs and lacking of services for their fleet, they are forced to anchored their ships and quickly established a new outpost somewhere at their northern part of the Continental World. In some desperate measurements by his fleet, they'll begin to send an emergency messages to their HQs with some hope and luck, but ended in a failure and was because their position was way too far away from their main island. In other times, they eventually stuck at that island until they figuring out how to amplified their radio communications.
"Onboard either ship is fine. You're welcome to come aboard, we'll send a small ship to pick you up."
A small boat arrives at the destroyers, ready to pick up the envoys and bring them to the submarine.
3 men board the ship, along with 3 strange looking machines that each have a really big gun on them. They seem to be scrunched up to save space.
3 men board the ship, along with 3 strange looking machines that each have a really big gun on them. They seem to be scrunched up to save space.
The three men are brought to the ship. For a ship this size, there's very little crew, except for the few heavily armoured men that are escorting the envoys, wearing so much armour that even their faces are covered in metal. The envoys are brought to a room near the bridge. The room has a large table with a map of the planet on it. On the opposite side of the table is a purple-haired woman wearing a robe. She's reading a book before she notices the group arrive.
"Ah. You must be the envoys. Please, take a seat." The woman says as she closes the book and throws it back over her shoulder. The book then starts orbiting around her with a strange blue glow.
The three men are brought to the ship. For a ship this size, there's very little crew, except for the few heavily armoured men that are escorting the envoys, wearing so much armour that even their faces are covered in metal. The envoys are brought to a room near the bridge. The room has a large table with a map of the planet on it. On the opposite side of the table is a purple-haired woman wearing a robe. She's reading a book before she notices the group arrive.
"Ah. You must be the envoys. Please, take a seat." The woman says as she closes the book and throws it back over her shoulder. The book then starts orbiting around her with a strange blue glow.
The men are followed into the room with their robots. One man is wearing deep sunglasses, it must be heard seeing out of them, however it covers his facial features and where he's looking pretty effectively. He wears a black tux.
One man wears a decorated blue navy coat. She's the XO of the flagship of the OTN. He appears to be in his late 40s.
The other man wears a strange wear. Probably a cultural outfit, a mix between a suit and casual wear. Regardless the colours are quite drab and boring. He has styled hair and looks young.
"Thank you very much, miss." Envoy Mark says, the strangely dressed man says. He bows along with his companions and proceed to sit neatly on the seats provided.
"My name is Envoy Mark and this is XO Officer Amy Whitehall. Who may you be?
The men are followed into the room with their robots. One man is wearing deep sunglasses, it must be heard seeing out of them, however it covers his facial features and where he's looking pretty effectively. He wears a black tux.
One man wears a decorated blue navy coat. She's the XO of the flagship of the OTN. He appears to be in his late 40s.
The other man wears a strange wear. Probably a cultural outfit, a mix between a suit and casual wear. Regardless the colours are quite drab and boring. He has styled hair and looks young.
"Thank you very much, miss." Envoy Mark says, the strangely dressed man says. He bows along with his companions and proceed to sit neatly on the seats provided.
"My name is Envoy Mark and this is XO Officer Amy Whitehall. Who may you be?
"My name is Tsuji, I am responsible for any international diplomacy regarding Archeonia because the only other person who'd fit this role better can't leave the capital."
"Anyway, Archeonia would like a treaty with Oceantech. Preferably at least a Non-Aggression pact, but we're willing to sign other treaties as well if they're good enough."
Tsuji snaps her fingers, and the table changes, now displaying Archeonia's territories.
"This is the land currently under Archeonia's control."
"My name is Tsuji, I am responsible for any international diplomacy regarding Archeonia because the only other person who'd fit this role better can't leave the capital."
"Anyway, Archeonia would like a treaty with Oceantech. Preferably at least a Non-Aggression pact, but we're willing to sign other treaties as well if they're good enough."
Tsuji snaps her fingers, and the table changes, now displaying Archeonia's territories.
"This is the land currently under Archeonia's control."
"A fine amount of land, Ms Tsuji." says Envoy Mark.
"A non-aggression pact is the very least we can do. We can supply manufacturing facilities within Archeonia. No strings attached, provide the resources and the factory will produce in record time. Only request is that 10% of manufacturing capacity be left exclusively for OceanTech."
"We can also sell technology and weapons. We have a large amount of both."
"We can also accept other agreements if you so wish."
"A fine amount of land, Ms Tsuji." says Envoy Mark.
"A non-aggression pact is the very least we can do. We can supply manufacturing facilities within Archeonia. No strings attached, provide the resources and the factory will produce in record time. Only request is that 10% of manufacturing capacity be left exclusively for OceanTech."
"We can also sell technology and weapons. We have a large amount of both."
"We can also accept other agreements if you so wish."
"Ah. Archeonia has no need for technology or weapons, we have our own. Though our 'leader' won't tell us where he gets it. Plus the majority of our populace would prefer playing around with the technology than use it for it's intended purpose. We are however willing to sell or lease land for you to use if you can provide us with a decent deal to make up for the effort of keeping our populace out of it. They're very... curious, you see."
"We are also willing to supply you with any spare resources we don't have a need for."
"Ah. Archeonia has no need for technology or weapons, we have our own. Though our 'leader' won't tell us where he gets it. Plus the majority of our populace would prefer playing around with the technology than use it for it's intended purpose. We are however willing to sell or lease land for you to use if you can provide us with a decent deal to make up for the effort of keeping our populace out of it. They're very... curious, you see."
"We are also willing to supply you with any spare resources we don't have a need for."
"Sorry miss, can you elaborate on "keeping our populace out of it" and "curious". I'm very interested."
"Sorry miss, can you elaborate on "keeping our populace out of it" and "curious". I'm very interested."
"Ah. The majority of our population consists of Fairies. Think children with magic and nobody to tell them that they're not allowed to do a certain thing. They love going on 'adventures', which most of the time means going to places where they shouldn't go. They also like playing pranks on humans, which can be as harmless as throwing water balloons, or as destructive as displacing every single object in a building, depending on their mood and such. Keeping them out of our warehouses is annoying, to say the least, and the same would go for keeping them out of any industry you'd build."
"Ah. The majority of our population consists of Fairies. Think children with magic and nobody to tell them that they're not allowed to do a certain thing. They love going on 'adventures', which most of the time means going to places where they shouldn't go. They also like playing pranks on humans, which can be as harmless as throwing water balloons, or as destructive as displacing every single object in a building, depending on their mood and such. Keeping them out of our warehouses is annoying, to say the least, and the same would go for keeping them out of any industry you'd build."
"Sorry if this is a personal question, but are you a fairy Ms. Tsuji?" inquires XO Amy Whitehall.
"Is keeping out these fairies with force or threats possible?" asks Envoy Mark after Amy speaks.
"Sorry if this is a personal question, but are you a fairy Ms. Tsuji?" inquires XO Amy Whitehall.
"Is keeping out these fairies with force or threats possible?" asks Envoy Mark after Amy speaks.
"No to both of those answers, I'm not a fairy, nor is it possible to keep them out with force or threats. If you kill a fairy, it'll just come back to life a bit later, and they won't hesitate to come back and try again."
"No to both of those answers, I'm not a fairy, nor is it possible to keep them out with force or threats. If you kill a fairy, it'll just come back to life a bit later, and they won't hesitate to come back and try again."
"Ah, that may be quite a problem then. It would be quite annoying keeping out unwanted visitors."
"Ah, that may be quite a problem then. It would be quite annoying keeping out unwanted visitors."
"Exactly. They'll listen to us to some extent however, but ensuring that they don't intrude is annoying work, to say the least, that's why we'd like some form of payment in return for letting you build things in our territory."
"Exactly. They'll listen to us to some extent however, but ensuring that they don't intrude is annoying work, to say the least, that's why we'd like some form of payment in return for letting you build things in our territory."
"We can't have intruders to the manufacturing plant. Perhaps setting one up here isn't possible."
Two destroyers arrive at the location. They don't see anything right now.
=================
The OT CV is complete and it sails off to the shore to establish a new subsidiary of OceanTech. The "OceanTech Exterior Manufacturing Limited". OTEML.
The OT CV is a huge war/landship that has a huge main arnament multi-cannon and tons of defenses. It can reach incredible speeds on both ground and sea. It has large manufacturing fabricators and cloning facilities built into it.
========
Now would be a suitable time to introduce the Logo/Flag of OceanTech
- C.C.
It doesn't take long for them to see something however, as soon a massive Submarine surfaces. Almost 400 meters long, the submarine seems to also feature a flight deck. Several smaller submarines surface nearby.
The submarine establishes communications with the ships.
"Greetings. You must be transporting the envoys sent by... erm... Oceantech, right?"
---
Meanwhile, Archeonia expands further.
"Affirmative. Is there a location where we can engage in negotiations? Otherwise we could do it onboard this warship."
- C.C.
"Onboard either ship is fine. You're welcome to come aboard, we'll send a small ship to pick you up."
A small boat arrives at the destroyers, ready to pick up the envoys and bring them to the submarine.
"At this point, I don't have some patience to wait for something small, like waiting for a leader to have a breathing space for a few days. My region officers required my fleet to survey a whole area as sooner as possible, and be back by a few weeks!", said by Admiral of the Western Baliostian Fleet.
The Epitome Expansion
The world nation's aggression upon controlling more land is very zealous at their unprecedentedly rate as according to Alfieq's Army recons! The Alfieq's Army were aware of their heated situation, and thus they're reacquired additional mainland territories in order to secure their own fate for their future. Within all of their soldiers are driven by fear, this is a day where all of their peaceful intentions will soon to be scooped by a fortunate greed and pride, and thus, will likely to be affected by all nations of the world.
The Eastern Orion Flotillas Company has been damaged, forcing to settle at an unknown island.
After losing a few ships due to under maintenance on repairs and lacking of services for their fleet, they are forced to anchored their ships and quickly established a new outpost somewhere at their northern part of the Continental World. In some desperate measurements by his fleet, they'll begin to send an emergency messages to their HQs with some hope and luck, but ended in a failure and was because their position was way too far away from their main island. In other times, they eventually stuck at that island until they figuring out how to amplified their radio communications.
3 men board the ship, along with 3 strange looking machines that each have a really big gun on them. They seem to be scrunched up to save space.
- C.C.
The three men are brought to the ship. For a ship this size, there's very little crew, except for the few heavily armoured men that are escorting the envoys, wearing so much armour that even their faces are covered in metal. The envoys are brought to a room near the bridge. The room has a large table with a map of the planet on it. On the opposite side of the table is a purple-haired woman wearing a robe. She's reading a book before she notices the group arrive.
"Ah. You must be the envoys. Please, take a seat." The woman says as she closes the book and throws it back over her shoulder. The book then starts orbiting around her with a strange blue glow.
The men are followed into the room with their robots. One man is wearing deep sunglasses, it must be heard seeing out of them, however it covers his facial features and where he's looking pretty effectively. He wears a black tux.
One man wears a decorated blue navy coat. She's the XO of the flagship of the OTN. He appears to be in his late 40s.
The other man wears a strange wear. Probably a cultural outfit, a mix between a suit and casual wear. Regardless the colours are quite drab and boring. He has styled hair and looks young.
"Thank you very much, miss." Envoy Mark says, the strangely dressed man says. He bows along with his companions and proceed to sit neatly on the seats provided.
"My name is Envoy Mark and this is XO Officer Amy Whitehall. Who may you be?
- C.C.
"My name is Tsuji, I am responsible for any international diplomacy regarding Archeonia because the only other person who'd fit this role better can't leave the capital."
"Anyway, Archeonia would like a treaty with Oceantech. Preferably at least a Non-Aggression pact, but we're willing to sign other treaties as well if they're good enough."
Tsuji snaps her fingers, and the table changes, now displaying Archeonia's territories.
"This is the land currently under Archeonia's control."
"A fine amount of land, Ms Tsuji." says Envoy Mark.
"A non-aggression pact is the very least we can do. We can supply manufacturing facilities within Archeonia. No strings attached, provide the resources and the factory will produce in record time. Only request is that 10% of manufacturing capacity be left exclusively for OceanTech."
"We can also sell technology and weapons. We have a large amount of both."
"We can also accept other agreements if you so wish."
- C.C.
"Ah. Archeonia has no need for technology or weapons, we have our own. Though our 'leader' won't tell us where he gets it. Plus the majority of our populace would prefer playing around with the technology than use it for it's intended purpose. We are however willing to sell or lease land for you to use if you can provide us with a decent deal to make up for the effort of keeping our populace out of it. They're very... curious, you see."
"We are also willing to supply you with any spare resources we don't have a need for."
"Sorry miss, can you elaborate on "keeping our populace out of it" and "curious". I'm very interested."
- C.C.
"Ah. The majority of our population consists of Fairies. Think children with magic and nobody to tell them that they're not allowed to do a certain thing. They love going on 'adventures', which most of the time means going to places where they shouldn't go. They also like playing pranks on humans, which can be as harmless as throwing water balloons, or as destructive as displacing every single object in a building, depending on their mood and such. Keeping them out of our warehouses is annoying, to say the least, and the same would go for keeping them out of any industry you'd build."
"Sorry if this is a personal question, but are you a fairy Ms. Tsuji?" inquires XO Amy Whitehall.
"Is keeping out these fairies with force or threats possible?" asks Envoy Mark after Amy speaks.
- C.C.
"No to both of those answers, I'm not a fairy, nor is it possible to keep them out with force or threats. If you kill a fairy, it'll just come back to life a bit later, and they won't hesitate to come back and try again."
"Ah, that may be quite a problem then. It would be quite annoying keeping out unwanted visitors."
- C.C.
"Exactly. They'll listen to us to some extent however, but ensuring that they don't intrude is annoying work, to say the least, that's why we'd like some form of payment in return for letting you build things in our territory."
"We can't have intruders to the manufacturing plant. Perhaps setting one up here isn't possible."
- C.C.
"Ah, that is unfortunate. Anyway, perhaps you'd be more willing to buy resources from us or something?"
"Yes we would be very interested in that matter. What kind of material do you have for offer?"
- C.C.