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You should probably go with your story first I'll figure out what to do tomorrow
Hello
"Rose-chan" Rose felt a change in emotion as Tanya suddenly called out her name, her tone changed from the happy playfulness she had previously had, to a serious one. "Yes, my Lady Taniyaa" Rose replied, her words hinting at a slight uncertainty, "You said you are from Sartinaynia, correct?" Rose simply nodded in affirmation, "Why is she so concerned? Is this a problem?" she thought to herself, staring into her lover's eyes as Tanya took a brief pause between words. "We have... some recent news that... one nation, Kyoki Chudoku, has... has invaded Sartinaynia. I don't know about any casualties, but I imagine it would be... an insanity." Rose froze in her seat, rigid and still as her mind attempted to process the information that Tanya was revealing to her. "Truly horrible..." Tanya continued, "I don't know what happen to the remaining Sartinaynians, but what do i know off..." Tanya pauses to take a deep breath before continuing, "Sartinaynia is no more... it is now the Satina District of Kyoki Chudoku."
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"Mother? Mother where are you?" the young, thin blonde girl frantically runs down an unlit corridor, stopping at every junction in an effort to find where to go, "Mother!" She she repeats as she turns left in a T-junction, dragging her hand along the wall for guidance through the darkness. "Mother I am scared, I don't want to be alone in the dark!" she shouts, continuing her sprint down the corridor, her light steps can barely be heard. Soon enough, the girl reaches a dead end, she's lost. "Mother, I can't see, I am lost and scared, please where are you". No response, the girl seats herself on the floor with her back against the wall as she begins to cry, "Mother" she cries, over and over again
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"Rose!" Tanya's voice echoes throughout the room, but Rose doesn't react, her entire body shaking as tears roll down from her eyes. "Mother" Rose suddenly whispers, but Tanya couldn't make out the word. Rose slowly opened her eyes, expecting to see nothing but a dark, oppressing corridor, but there was none. In it's place was a dimly lit room, decorated with books, artifacts, trinkets and weapons, and before her sat the most beautiful woman she had ever seen, her eyes in tears as she once again shouted Rose's name. "My Lady Taniyaa" Rose cried, almost jumping into her arms, needing the comfort that the smaller woman provided her. "I... we... they... WHY" she cried into Tanya's arm, not waiting for an answer before resuming, "how can someone be so cruel?" she asked, clinging to her lover's body as she tried to contain her tears, "We must do something! I must do..." she broke down once more, not capable of finishing her sentence quite yet, "Sartinaynia is peaceful, it's people so kind..." she once more tried to calm herself in vain, as new tears kept flowing no matter how hard she tried, "I have to know more, I WILL Know MORE!" she stared into Tanya's eyes, a mixture of anger, fear and sadness radiating from her eyes. "Please mother, be safe" she silently thought to herself, knowing fully well that she couldn't mention her mother, even to her Tanya.
Necerierra, The syca, and Warsaw-Halicz
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merged east and west bajsogrid together. stonkholm is bajsogrid's capital now
The Soviet States of Europe, Libertandonien, and Federalania
I changed my flag because It's September.
Sup!
Longsword01 and Moisus
Look at my flag, it's the same thing but without the symbol.
Ok, thanks for the recomendation
McMasterdonia and Aerilia
Aerilia is ranked 145,018th in the world and 7,096th in The North Pacific for Most Politically Apathetic Citizens, with 29.88 Whatever.
Ever what?
Eraver is ranked 114,070th in the world and 5,263rd in The North Pacific for Most Politically Apathetic Citizens, with 47.8 Whatever.
Finally, the citizens cares about politics.
i rate you 5 stars
Aerilia and Kuniand
henlo
uh florida i would suggest getting out of florida as dorian may or may not be making landfall
Aerilia and Kuniand
I think I may post a hello and a :D
Hello :D
McMasterdonia, Estantia, and Libertandonien
Hey, Do you like my new flag for September?
Victoriaans Nederlands and Zemlya svobodnykh
The sounds of the rushing river could be heard in the distance, No soul was willing to break natures gentle song.
He opened his eyes to see both the executioner and the people who had once called him king. Breaking the song his executioner, spoke “The masses who stand before you are tired of the tyranny and corruption that has taken hold of the Terraban lineage. The injustices that can be found after the many arrests and unlawful taxation against the lower classes that you let go by and worse you broke your vows to your people and to our confederation.”
The king looked down at his clothes only found bloody rags and a rope. There was no hope for him anymore. The noble who’d sworn their loyalty were all but wiped out he was the only one who remained.
The executioner with little hesitance yelled to the masses who had only served as yesmen. we’re asked a direct question by the executioner. “ Should the man who has betrayed his people and has only benefited off of the toil of the lower classes be allowed to continue his life?”. The crowds roared in favor of the kings death. Their voices were just as powerful as the brutal condemnation they wanted for their once proud king.
The King looked at his realm and all that he had known for the last time. A blindfold of rather poor quality was put on his face. Nearly All of his senses were now restricted the only thing he had left was his hearing. The executioner demanded for silence as he grasped his axe placing the kings head on a nearby stool. The grim silence the had filled realm was accompanied by the sounds of the rushing river. With Kings final breath the axe hit his neck, severing it from the rest his body.
The Terraban dynasty was at its closing and a new era for Turbin had begun.
The nation was home only to anarchy. Chants for the kings death turned to tears of fear. The small glimmer of hope and perhaps even freedom was the incredibly weak lope. (The Lope being a council meant to choose heirs for turbin and to see to it that heirs are effective to rule.)
The Lope however had long since lost its shine with many monarchs from the terraban lineage who diluted its authority and turned into little more than a trinket. Though oddly enough the people sought for the council once more and to the few left with optimism supported the Lope.
Somewhere In the outskirts of Turbin City
“It appears the the situation in the ports has gotten significantly worse as it appears no-“ *a Lope messenger barged into the makeshift council room* “my deepest apologies council men but it appears that a message from the Estantians. It reads that they are interested to engage in a meeting with us likely to discuss current affairs and the like.”
In a scorning tone one of the older men spoke “This still does not explain your behavior in barging through the door in such an important discussion.”
After an awkward pause the messenger spoke once again “I only acted in the way I did seeing as many of these letters from foreign governments often go missing ,ever since the pirates and thugs took the streets.”
One of the higher ranking members spoke calmly and yet with subtle tones of stress “Inform them that we accept, as for the location of the meeting, request it to be in their territory. Hurry now for if you don’t go on your way now it’ll be many months lost. As for our representative he’ll be sent shortly after your departure.”
Lotion Empire, Warsaw-Halicz, Estantia, and Zemlya svobodnykh
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