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70K pages. What a world man. I remember when it was only 15K...

Dreadton wrote:A wise man once said "If killing a powerful necromancer seemed easy, you didn't really kill him"

Unless he throws himself off a cliff then you have 13-16 years depending on canon

Hariz and Marlon bundo rabbit

New tameside

Aerilia wrote:Did you know: It is estimated that trees were invented in the year 1300 BCE.

did you know that trees were not INVENTED!

Democatic Donkeys, Aerilia, Hariz, and Marlon bundo rabbit

The Austro Germanic Union wrote:Unless he throws himself off a cliff then you have 13-16 years depending on canon

Bonus points if he throws himself off the cliff in an angsty and dramatic fashion.

Qwertyuiopa and Hariz

Crab people, Crab people, taste like Crab, talk like people, Crab people, Crab people

The Austro Germanic Union wrote:Bonus points if he throws himself off the cliff in an angsty and dramatic fashion.

Hello there

Hariz

Qwertyuiopa wrote:Hello there

General Kenobi

Hariz

Former british territory of nutbreaker

hello people

Territorio di Nessuno, Hariz, and Marlon bundo rabbit

Former british territory of nutbreaker wrote:hello people

Hello!^^

The Austro Germanic Union wrote:Bonus points if he throws himself off the cliff in an angsty and dramatic fashion.

Hmm.. what's the most angsty/dramatic way to do that..? Like do I say something to the effect that the "hero" will never defeat me and that I, like all things evil, will rise again? Or..?

Marlon bundo rabbit wrote:Easy, I'll just let who ever is most bloodthirsty to take control.

How do you decide that?

gud morning TNPers

Hariz and Marlon bundo rabbit

Marlon bundo rabbit wrote:Wut

What if you die?
Who's gonna replace you?

Hariz

[nation][region]e[/region][/nation]

Ducen viagua wrote:Isn’t it fun when your military kills 1,500 innocent people on a cruise ship?

Ducen Viagua is a great place to visit.

Can you not? smh

Lorigia, New tameside, and Ducen viagua

Democatic Donkeys wrote:How can our delegate expect to carry this region far when he regularly skips leg day? 😤

Not my delegate...

#Recall

New tameside wrote:did you know that trees were not INVENTED!

Lies!

They were invented!

Democatic Donkeys, Lorigia, Nordic-British Union, The cascadian bioregion, and 2 othersNew tameside, and Hariz

Of emptiness wrote:gud morning TNPers

Hello!

Marlon bundo rabbit wrote:Whoever committed the most warcrimes

Anyways, goodnight

Night and rest well!^^

Pyatzvezkie wrote:What if you die?
Who's gonna replace you?

Apparently whoever has committed the most war crimes

Ducen viagua wrote:Isn’t it fun when your military kills 1,500 innocent people on a cruise ship?

Ducen Viagua is a great place to visit.

No??? It isn't really fun when its innocent lives lost...??? Regardless, I would still love to pay your nation a visit.

Democatic Donkeys wrote:Just do NOT attempt that visit via cruise ship. 0_0

Thanks for your concern! I'll be sure to leave visiting via cruise ship as a last resort!^^

Aerilia, Pyatzvezkie, and Marlon bundo rabbit

Hariz wrote:No??? It isn't really fun when its innocent lives lost...??? Regardless, I would still love to pay your nation a visit.

Just do NOT attempt that visit via cruise ship. 0_0

Aerilia, Oskarheim, and Hariz

SR RP:

Music for this post: https://youtu.be/xSZrsb_fjs4

As the Waupunese Ambassador to Friently, Verona Chita was surprisingly calm. As she was about to doze off for a bit, the plane intercom turned on.

Dun-Dun. “Please prepare for landing. Welcome to the Grand Empire of Friently.”

She sighed and thought to herself, “This is the largest nation on Strangereal, why must they be this secretive. Hell, I can’t even go down to the store and buy a pack of cigarettes or gum. Well, I’ll just have pay a local to do it or something. I should be able to communicate with them just fine because of the state of the art translation device I am equipped with. It can automatically translate words that other people are speaking in real time. It can also translate my words in real time.” Her thoughts were interrupted by the plane landing.

Dun-Dun. “Welcome to Point Nord, Friently. The weather is a nice 14*F, so make sure you put on a jacket out there.”

Verona popped her ears as the plane touched down. The flight and subsequent landing were fairly smooth so far, but flying stresses her out. Her tail swished a little bit and came to rest on her thigh. The plane taxied out from the runway into a hanger where it was scheduled to be refueled. The plane stoped in the designated refueling zone inside the hanger and shut off. The passenger door opened and the stairs lowered to the ground. She unbuckled and stood up, stretching as she did. Her ears and tail perked up as a cool breeze flooded the cabin. She shrugged it off and put on a black trench coat, which contrasted well with the rest of her all-black outfit. She put on black padded-silk gloves, and grabbed her brown leather briefcase. She walked to the door and stepped down the stairs out of the plane and onto the concrete floor of the hanger. There were no-smoking signs in the hanger, so she stepped outside of it and then leaned up against the sturdy walls of the hanger. She unzipped a small outside pocket on her briefcase and grabbed a small metal disc that could fit in the palm of her hand. She tossed it on the ground and a holographic projection of a screen appeared out of the disc. She used her hands to control the projection like it was a touchscreen computer. She seemingly found what she was looking for and she put in a pair of Bluetooth earphones on her human ears. She then took out a cigarette from pack in her pocket and lit it. She relaxed a decent bit and looked around for the first time. She took all of the sights in, but it seemed strange to her. Everything looked strangely old, but in no disrepair. “Did we go back in time?” She thought as she looked around her. There were several guards milling about a fair ways away from her. Some were looking at her, and one was using a mobile phone. She shot a look at them and they all looked away from her, elbowing each other and laughing. She rolled her eyes and went back to enjoying her break, and cigarette. A couple of minutes later, she finished her cigarette and ashed it then threw it away in a trash can. She came back to where she was smoking earlier and the guards that she had shot a look at earlier we’re checking out the metal disc projector that she threw on the ground before. She had locked it so that no one could access it while she went to find a trash can for her cigarette, but it was still projecting a screen in which you could enter in a password to unlock it. As she was walking towards them she said in Russian, “It’s pretty nice, eh?”

The guards looked up at her, most likely surprised that she was speaking their native tongue.

“Uhh... Y-Yeah.” One of the guards finally answered after a few seconds of silence.

“I-I didn’t know that a foreigner could speak our native language.”

Verona chuckled as her tail started to swish from side to side. “I can’t, but this device can.” She said as she pointed to a little metal circle stuck to her neck. She then took out her Bluetooth earphones that she was wearing and put them in her pocket. She pointed to her fox ears and said, “I also have a device in here that can automatically translate speech into my native language.”

The soldiers looked surprised at the technology that was on display.

“Who are you?” One of them asked.

“I am Verona Chita, Ambassador to the Grand Empire of Friently from the humble Grand Kaisure of Waupun Island.”

“Waupun Island? Isn’t that a small island nation in the arctic “Greenland” subcontinent in North Osea?” One of the soldiers asked.

“Yes.”

“What brings you all the way out here then? It seems like you guys have it pretty good there.” Another soldier asked.

”Well the real reason is classified, so I’ll just tell them for economic reasons.” She thought to herself. “New economic and tourist opportunities that can be explored through having an embassy.”

“Ah, interesting. I’m assuming it’ll be in a capitol then?” The soldier asked.

“Aye. You can come and visit anytime if you need help with getting a visa or anything of the like. The Waupunese borders are mostly open to anyone.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

One of Verona’s aides walked up to her and said in English that the plane was ready to be boarded again. Verona picked up the metal disc on the ground and wished the soldiers a good day. She and her aide then walked back to the plane and boarded it. Everyone in the plane got situated, and the plane taxied out to the runway where it then took off on the final leg of the journey towards Imperial Munich.

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The flight from Point Nord to Imperial Munich was again, an uneventful one. But that was just fine for Verona, who happily hummed to music while resting in the plane’s private bedroom. The plane landed smoothly, and pulled into another hanger. She then got out of the plane and stretched, making an unintentionally cute yawning noise as she did so. She realized this and winked at one of the Waupunese guards standing near her. He went red in the face and walked to the other side of the plane in embarrassment. She laughed to herself and fixed her black suit jacket that she was wearing instead of her trench coat, as it wasn’t as cold here. Friently was a very secretive nation, so she didn’t know what to expect to happen next. As such, she popped a piece of nicotine gum in her mouth, and swished her tail in anticipation.

Friently

Friently, Aerilia, Lorigia, and Oskarheim

Aerilia wrote:Not my delegate...

#Recall
Lies!

They were invented!

That is correct.

Nature synthesised them.

Thus it is invented in nature.

Aerilia, Lorigia, and Hariz

I brought a boat!

Well not really, I just really wanted to say that.

Aerilia wrote:I brought a boat!

Well not really, I just really wanted to say that.

How are you so hecking precious???

Spiritual lyrical individual miracles wrote:Did somebody say...

War crimes?

Yup, the phrase "war crimes" was said at least twice... And apparently one can succeed Marlon Bundo Rabbit (in the case that they are dead or otherwise incapacitated) if they have committed the most war crimes

Democatic Donkeys wrote:We can do that? Just say stuff?

As far as I am aware, we can say anything as long as we don't spam.. but there's probably more in the handbook about this stuff

Spiritual lyrical individual miracles, Aerilia, and Lorigia

Post self-deleted by Spiritual lyrical individual miracles.

Aerilia wrote:I brought a boat!

Well not really, I just really wanted to say that.

We can do that? Just say stuff?

Territorio di Nessuno, Aerilia, Lorigia, and Hariz

Vyata Temor wrote:

With The Help of Many - Luhaing Bureau of Foreign Affairs

在众多路安外事局的帮助下

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"Many government officials, from around Xìng-Chu Islands are here today at the Tiger Lily Military Conference to discuss the blissful project that is the Tiger Lily Military Enabling Program," barks Retired General Kinchu Ang, and current head of the Military Expansion Act, he is taking the lead as Chairman of this conference. The air inside the board-room was dense, today was a particularly hot day in the Xìng-Chu Islands, and since it rains almost everyday, it mixes into a hot humid mess. The room was full of old men and women, dressed in bitterly uninteresting suits and pantsuits, fanning themselves with whatever paper they could find.

"First up, is Lua Ping, Senior Advisor to the Heavenly Empress, and one of the many who worked on founding the Tiger Lily Military Enabling Program," spoke the chairman, as he licked his chapped lips. In the corner, a woman who looked to be in her mid 60s rose to the platform, adorning a simple blue pants-suit, with a azure blazer.

"Thank you, Mr. Chairman," she said, fumbling with her papers before reaching into a pocket to pull out her reading glasses. "The Tiger Lily Military Enabling Program, as you all have heard of is a state of the art military division, built on the extraction of 'unruly' and 'unpatriotic' civilians. So far, the Tiger Lily Division has set off to cleanse the following prefectures; Migoza Prefecture, Hansi Prefecture, Chulan Prefecture, Pikumiau Prefecture, and Somagi Prefecture. My subordinates and I have been consulting eachother on the expansion of this program. Enlisting more members, more advanced training, better and bigger weapons, and more funds. I now give my remaining time to Sinchao Mehoun."

"Thank you, Ms. Ping. We now welcome Sinchao Mehoun, Head of the Luhaing Bureau of Foreign Affairs; to the platform," spoke the chairman. A rather young man rises from his seat and climbs onto the podium. He is wearing a black Minchona, a variation of business suit, commonly used for young men in politics to wear.

"Thank you, Mr. Chairman," he quickly collects himself, before starting. "The Tiger Lily project needs more funding, to put it simply, and although achieve most of that funding from our own government; it will be hard to expand this project with insufficient funds, so the Zindaō Administration calls on our very close ally, the Kaiserinreich of Oskarheim, to help aid this military program. Any help of any kind, whether it's sending in your own army members, donating or selling us arms, or even funding in general. Any of this would be greatly appreciated, and in return if you ask of us to do you any favor at will, we will surely do so. Thank you."

"Thank you Mr. Mehoun. Well, that is all we have time for today, the conference will continue tomorrow, I thank everyone for coming to this rather short conference."

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Leopold Schwarzenberger, Director of Foreign Affairs for the Kaiserinreich of Oskarheim, knocked on the door of the Kaiserin’s office. He wore a standard black suit-jacket and white undershirt with a pair of black dress pants and loafers to match. He had a gold tie hoisted around his neck and a set of circle glasses resting upon his nose. Under his right arm he held a light blue folder, filled with papers. He looked up at the camera in the corner of the doorway.

“Come in.” the voice behind the door announced, a second later there was a buzz and the door made a distinctly-unlocking noise. Leopold grabbed the Handle of the door and opened it slowly, peeking his head around the door to gaze upon the Kaiserin lazily sitting back in her chair with her legs crossed in front of her. He fully opened the door and was hit with a smell of Pine and Cannabis, he made a face in response yet quickly hid it away, reverting to his normal, diplomatic smile as he approached Monika.

“Your Highness.” Leopold said as he reached under his arm and grabbed the folder before placing it on the Kaiserin’s Desk, causing her to get out of her leaning-back position and scoot up her chair to the proper spot along the desk. She immediately opened it and scanned the first few lines, as it was normal to have a brief overview of the entire document at the beginning. In the meantime, the Minister sat down and rested his hands on his knees. “Want a smoke?” he asked the Kaiserin as he started to fish into his pocket with his right hand.

“No Thanks” she said, closing the folder and leaning back. “I just did anyway.” Leopold smirked a bit and crossed his hands and placed them on his lap. “So… I know I just read the General Briefing but give me what you know.”

“Well um…” Leopold fixed his glasses and started talking. “Our allies in the Xing-Chu Islands have started a new internal campaign that seeks to bring Patriotism back into its peoples lives, and the removal of those who lack it. The request was by their Minister of Foreign Affairs and as far as I know, they’re willing to accept any help we’re willing to give. Manpower, Training, Arms, or flat out economic-sponsoring of their program.”

Monika crossed her arms and raised her eyebrow at Leopold. “Well I guess they went to the right place when it came to this kind of stuff. Promise them Economic support regarding their Program, as well as a generous donation of 500-sum soldiers from the Internal Security Division, throw in some guns in there. But check in with the Imperial Quartermaster regarding it, I don’t want any more than what he would suggest.”

Leopold nodded. “Your wish is my command.” he said with a friendly smile towards the Kaiserin. He stood up with a slight groan and grabbed the file off of the Kaiserin’s desk and slid it back under his arm. He gave one last small nod towards the Kaiserin and turned for the door. Stopping as he opened it. “Do you think we should send someone to oversee what they’re gonna do and meet with Xing-chu Leadership? It seems that we’re getting more and more invested in their country- it only makes sense.”

“We’ll have to see.” Monika responded.

Hariz wrote:How are you so hecking precious???

Because I have the one ring to rule them all...

One ring to find them, One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

Spiritual lyrical individual miracles wrote:Did somebody say...

War crimes?

Nope!

:D

Democatic Donkeys wrote:We can do that? Just say stuff?

Yep!

Like for example.

Banana.

Territorio di Nessuno, Spiritual lyrical individual miracles, Lorigia, and Hariz

Diplomatic oureach of sword island

In 1954, Stevens Automotive launched the start of the most prolific sports-supercar nameplate of all time: The Grand Touring. Created as a competitor to foreign sports cars that were gaining popularity in Sword Island, the first generation Grand Touring was not a worthy adversary to the powerful and sleek sports cars of the '50s and early '60s. Its wimpy 3-speed automatic transmission woefully cut down the potential of its 250 horsepower MK.I engine, and its design was outdated to say the least. So when in 1964 Stevens announced the second generation of the GT, fans had a fragile hope that this car would be better. And in the middle of the 1965 model year, Stevens delivered, introducing the Mark II platform. Gone was the boxy steel bodywork, replaced by a sleeker, more streamlined fiberglass body. The engine received a much-needed tune as the MK.I was replaced by the infinitely more capable SL1, which produced 340 horsepower and 266 pounds per foot of torque at 6700 RPM. The car also went through one other significant change: the car was lowered from being 6 inches off the ground to a mere 2 inches. That small change of a few inches is what gave this car its hyper-sporty feel. The transmission also helped bring the feeling of sportiness to the GT as the despised 3-speed automatic was replaced by a much better received 7-speed manual. The tires went from 15 inches in diameter to beefy 18-inch racing slicks from the factory. In fact, if you ever blew a tire you had to order a new one from the dealership itself. This car's preposition for speed and large engine bay made it a hit with amateur racers, that is if they could afford it because the Mark II did not come cheap. At around 11,640 dollars or about 96,000 adjusted for inflation, it was out of the price range of most. But if you could afford it, it was a driving experience like no other. The car wanted, no needed to go fast, every corner pulled you out of your seat and forcefully pushed you into it again as you accelerated. This car was the quintessential sports car. Speed, handling, power, looks, it was all there in spades.

Up until now if you wanted to get your hands on one of these original masterpieces you would have had to track one done and pay anywhere from 190,000 to 530,000 dollars depending on the condition of the car. Now with the new continuation model, all you have to have is 80 thousand dollars. The base model is true to the original, the engine, brakes, bodywork, and suspension all built to the exact specifications of the Mark II. As a fan of the GT, this is a must-have. However, for 40,000 dollars you can get the Grand Sport package. Now it may seem like a ripoff to have to pay half the car's value for a simple trim level, but the Grand Sport is more than a trim level. Replacing the big block SL1 is the supercharged ST4 which makes 650 horsepower and 650 lb-feet of torque from the modern Grand Touring's. To handle all that power the leaf spring suspension is stiffened and Stevens Racing brakes are installed, along with a lighter carbon fiber body and rims. Speaking of the tires, the Grand Sport gets wider 20-inch tires and dramatic fender flares that make it stand out from its base model sibling. If you just want the engine you can opt for the GT Performance package which gets you the ST4 and an optional roadster body styling

Would you buy this car and what trim level would it be?

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