The senate will decide your fate
The following has been translated from Tilk to English for your convenience.
A Silent Awakening
Nexus, Tilk Monarchy Space
Tilk year 2327 After Fall
Alsa’Fey stands looking over the people on the Nexus with holocameras broadcasting to the rest of the nation.
Alsa’Fey: Today we stand on the edge of reclaiming the final piece to what we once had. A monarchy that stood with the small and the weak, the young and the old, the nations of the Tau’Mar and the nations of this new one. Over the last three generations we survived expanding and claiming what was once ours and in our time of need we prevailed. Last Year I received a message of what we thought was lost stating that the war was over and the gates were safe. That the Avarians and the Xeraconan had both been defeated after the war of survival that had lasted for nearly 10 generations. However today the scout I sent returned to say that it was not the case and that The Xeraconan had consumed half the galaxy while the Avarian had conquered what was left. Upon his return we once again deactivated the gates so they could not be found however our last contact with the crew of the one in the Tau’Mar was grim. The Avarians had found them and in a move of desperation for our safety they destroyed the gates in the nebula wiping out the nebula itself. I come to tell you that we are the last survivors of our race and the alliance that we once had against the forces of evil. The Uru’Taki, The Yarukan, The Hydrakhan, and the Tul’Moc are no more. In their honor I have had four of our largest vessels commissioned. I finally wish to say that today we will reinstate our old way of life hoping to make friends amongst the stars, this will bring both good things and hard times such as new friends and war but we will survive everything this galaxy has to throw at us. It is with a sincere hope that I am now glad to call this new galaxy......... Tau’Mar. Please let us take this day to remember the fallen and where we came from. We must never forget our past and what makes us.......... us.
She turns away and walks down a large flight of stairs as the crowd cheers. She smiles and waves as she walks by the crowd with the cameras following. She gets into a small personal shuttle and heads to her personal quarters at the top of the large sphere within the Nexus.
A New Age
Candoa, on top of the ceremonial pyramid where each Khan is crowned
A Candoan with a Tiger like appearance sits atop a large stone chair in his armor. Hailing from tribe Omegitic from clan Xaricos he is a warrior at heart. The two Thuul members bring up the paint and paint the areas around his eyes gold before walking off. He stands and lifts up a ceremonial sword before roaring to a crowd of cheering people. He walks down the long flight of stairs before getting in what is now his personal Dreadnought. It takes off into the stars with his guard fleet in pursuit to hunt down and find a target. His name use to be Ragn Xaricos now it’s Candoa the Brutal. He will take his people across the stars in search of a great hunt and a fight. Maybe they will make some friends...... only time will tell.
Nearby six small corvettes launch heading out to areas of space unexplored after the probes that were sent out years ago.
Hello Auralians, we are planning to close the embassy as one of our citizens, Amurria, is being very rowdy. We plan to close it to prevent raids and other stuff that could hurt us. That’s because Amurria and his puppets almost always stay here if not for the Democratika. I’m sorry if this will upset you, but bye.
You, citizens of Auralia, probably not a hypocrite, but you are lead by one. He goes on our Discord chanting about how the dictatorship of Romania was good and having hood opinions on the holocaust, yet wails how undemocratic it is to be voted on the chopping block. If you could chose your ruler, dont choose Amurria.
I invite you to participate in the last rat poll, it is to ask for your opinion of the case julian assange. I hope I'm not breaking any rules with this message. page=poll/p=141243
I leave a tray of fresh cheese as a small gift from the other rats.
it's not the post that's the problem. They were already told that any post on our RMB will be suppressed soooo
I don't think I need to repeat myself. Any post made on this RMB by any nation from the Democratika will be suppressed on sight.
Welcome to Auralia, Nordtania. May I ask who are you?
Planet One (Vosteilara) Vos Capital
The Rising Sun
"To think two hundred suns have fallen and arisen since this morning's Sun had shot up from the vast expanse of the great sea."
A single man mumbles too himself looking out off his balcony overlooking his garden which simple dumps off upon the ocean before him, he looks at the early dawn sky, no sunlight yet befalls the land, yet biolumincence illuminates from the water and the plants themselves, even the sky has a effect of magnetic activity with massive purple and blue streaks that reign passively across the vast realm. He wears a coat of fine make and dons a beard upon his face, His eyes are cold and without color, they simple are silver at this point, his skin is light and without pigment, just a cold faded grey, he wears a jacket with cuffed bracers and exquisite Orange ornamental designs. He leans on the rail looking down at his garden still not touched by the light of day, the world is dark and his Marol'Dara simple feast away at the ground, rooting for any sort of greenery that meets their fancy.
As he watches the bright super star of vibrant white and blue rise above the horizon he heads inside his residence, the residence is decorated in carpets and decorative metals and art.
As he sits down at a table he drinks half a glass of wine and watches his daily report on a computer monitor, there he hears of strange sightings on the outsides of the dominion, he is intrigued by this, and soon he was in a meeting with some advisors on the matters at hands, many issues and events were spoken of, the bunker people being found, Maelza's Discovery, and the new friends "The Reppetal" he now was informed on the events of the world and was adamant that he himself may need to go and see what the talk of the universe is about.
Ahem, what our dear comrade here means are Siberian Holiday Resorts! Where everything is free! But you may never come back, that's how good they are!
Right, sorry our secretary of public relations was out that day and an intern posted that dribble, please excuse our miswording.
We are a diverse group of people and nations - I happen to favour right-liberalism, but, others, most honestly, have more authoritarian governments. Some of which are communist.
Esteemed resident, as you have been told, you are to apply for citizenship. I assumed it was pretty clear that you apply to the founder.
And about your last remark, do you happen to know something about Auralia that we may not know? If so, share that with us, and enlighten us.
that's why we should use a forum REEEE
Why not? It helps separate the issues discussed on the RMB from the RP, and is easier to see.