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That's a good question.
I'm trying to be poetic in the fanfic, but can't think of anything else than radiation and a light stench of Napalm
Bunnies and The Municipalities of Antarctica
Someone here always uses Napalm, even after Ancaps left us.
?
From an issue: “snarls your devoted Home Secretary Anna Norris, her Grand Bunzier Bunnard Fluffaton is Love, Grand Bunzier Bunnard Fluffaton is Life T-shirt visible through her shirt”
That ... certainly is a lot to fit on a shirt, underneath another shirt.
You know how orange juice sometimes has a bit of pulp in it? Imagine the smell of that but replace the pulp with the occasional hint of gunpowder. Zesty with a side of warfare.
Someone occasionally still uses Napalm, for no reason, in wars. So the stench may not be gone yet.
I can't really imagine the smell you described, but I get the direction
Napalm, maybe
Potatoes, unlikely
Bunnies and The Municipalities of Antarctica
I mean, your weaponization implies that they can be a serious threat.
Poland Lithuania: Aight I’m outta here
Portugal: You can’t leave the empire, only Portugal can leave the empire
Other russian states: Aight we outta here
Stalin: You can’t leave the Comintern only Mother russia leaves the Comintern
They are in my colony, wait lemme check the Weaponization of my colony
if you try to leave the empire
Portugal: *breathes agressivly on your neck*
Brine.
Bunnies and The Municipalities of Antarctica
Whut's that?
Seawater.
Jar Wattinree and Bunnies
A nation of gangsters and thugs.
I support Poland Lithuania leaving your empire, now back to work on testing those Genetically made Monsters against Kevlar
That'd be too easy for a region literally named after an Ocean...
Bunnies and The Municipalities of Antarctica
No, but your grammar is a serious threat
Katrzynija, The Municipalities of Antarctica, and Walestonia
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