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Oh, so I keep the endorsements I get from the region I'm in, and keep the endorsements if I don't change regions?
Feirkles reports to the meeting room where he is expected. His personal, highly-trained and disciplined bodyguards follow him in.
Feirkles: You are dismissed.
Bodyguard: Yes sir. They salute and leave the room with their boots hitting the ground in unison, showing the sheer discipline these birds have been put into.
The large, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Hak Li. The average income tax rate is 95.1%.
The frighteningly efficient Bala Mantrean economy, worth 349 trillion Yuins a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Trout Farming, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Tourism. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 184,003 Yuins, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.
10-year-olds who struggle with integrating by parts are considered slow learners, straitjackets are a common religious garb, the diplomatic corps tends to open negotiations by insulting all the foreigners in the room, and a The North Pacific Tourist Association survey has rated Bala Mantre #1 for number twos. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Bala Mantre's national animal is the dove, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Yamastian.
KIng Chasun LXVII is seated infront of his guards while sitting in a seat made from velvet
Post self-deleted by Accipitridia.
Chasun the Great: The other? I havent heard from him yet; how do you like the country so far?
Eraver
I'm good. And yourself?
Territorio di Nessuno, Stone ira, and Libertandonien
Hey fellas, im writing a song and i have some lyrics and i was wondering if you could tell me what you think. It's like a rock song and all that soooooo...
I don't think I should be alive
I know you want me dead
And I can't get you out of my head
Tell me if it's really my fault
Just stop the garbage and the lies
Why is so hard to say goodbye
Is it even worth it
I know you hate me and you probably want me dead
But i can't get you out of my head
I can see the devil in your eyes
I don't think I should be alive
I know you want me dead
And I can't get you out of my head
Tell me if it's really my fault
Just stop the garbage and the lies
Why is so hard to say goodbye
Is it even worth it
I know you hate me and you probably want me dead
But i can't get you out of my head
Post by Ereena suppressed by Territorio di Nessuno.
Chasun the Great: Thats good. Here; SLAVE! Get Feirkles something to drink! Anyway; your time I'm the host so what do you feel like seeing or doing first in this wonderful country?
What does a nosey pepper do?
Yohannes and Zazumo
Chasun the Great: Make them better? I thought you would want to see the Cathedral of Yamastian.
Yohannes and Accipitridia
Still better than Lotion Empire's jokes.
Lotion Empire, Aerilia, and Stone ira
Saasd: Sir if you would come with me. *Saasd hobbles towards the door on his wooden left leg*
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