ComradeShiba “Yes, we don’t have that. But you can share whatever technology when you are ready. It’s already in the contract.” Stantine through a disk in the table, 7 cm in diameter and 2 cm tall. A hologram popped up over it. A contract. “Would you mind signing it?” Stantine smiled
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"Mark my words, we don't want to give you an useless prototype and then blame us for the fact that we gave you some useless things. I could sign it if you'd edit the tech exchange with something like - Exchange of all technology except prototypes."
ComradeShiba “If you wish.” He said changing the contract.
He reads the whole entire document with great attention
ComradeShiba Everything is where it should be. It says things like: “Military training excises shall be executed together.”, “Reduced price for people traveling between nations.” And “All military technology will be shared between nations, with prototypes as exemptions.”
He thinks for a bit, and is very happy inside himself.. In the end, he signs the contract...
ComradeShiba “Exellent.” He stands up. “Exercises will start in 2 earth weeks. Trade deals to. There’s a ship coming to you with some tech.” He throws Zann a holopad. A missile blueprint pops up. It’s the tech and he leaves a tip of 2 million pounds. “I hope we meet again.” he says as he leaves the room.*
(Zann wasn't there, it was the ambassador...)
ComradeShiba a WRA transport would appear near the edge of their territory asking for permission to land
ComradeShiba ok
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The station hezitates for a response,,,
//Transmission "Well, what brings you here? And who are you?"
ComradeShiba transmisson start We are a faction known as the WRA we came here because we recently heard news of you assuaging a bloodletter mega forge. transmission end
(wow the word spread in not even a RP day!)
(Nuuu)
//Continue "Wow, word spreads quick! Well, in this case, what do you bring us?"
ComradeShiba we bring you a gigantic folder listing how mad we will be if you use this to produce super weapons that will also show you how we are insanely tough and not even orbital bombardment can stop us oh and thanks for fighting the blood letters and a bunch of other political mumbo jumbo you could not catch probably terms and conditions as those go by insanely fast in voice communications
ComradeShiba (cough) Blackburn is still in the room “I was thinking about raising taxes in my part of the nation. What can a raise it to?”
(i drunk a lot of water today...)
//Continue "What are you talking about? You won't even know that we make some superweapon until we reveal it to the world! What if told you about the power of the GOVERNMENT hiding things from other factions' eyes?"
The man chuckles a bit...
"Taxes? We don't need more money than we have right now. Plus, you will piss off everyone in the Gadda Prime sector. Do you just want to get more personal money?"
ComradeShiba (CORRUPTION ALERT 🚨)
(Also bruh these bois ain’t aggressive they just will be mad )
(They don’t like superweapons )
(But eh ok )
the ship would proceed to engage its jump drive and jump back to the WRA habitat
ComradeShiba Wheeze “You think i get the taxes?” he laugh for a minute. “It is for the wealth of the sector and to be ahead of other sectors. You know building cities and stuff. Since the rich pay more even relative to the middle class citizens I would have a negative affect on me.”
(Example: Sweden 29 to 35 percent tax. The average amount of money a person has is WAY more than USA. Homelessness is non existent. I’ve been there a couple of times and can confirm it.)
(How? HELP! Someone teach this man what corruption is! HEEELPPP!)
(Also you were aggressive by insulting us.)
ComradeShiba (the boi wanting for more money was what I was referring to should have made it clear also I don’t recall the WRA insulting you?)
(Remember I control both the bloodletters and the WRA you may have gotten them confused please quote what seemed like an insult)
(sorry i had a small missunderstanding, i'm a bit dizzy...)