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A rosa-laz embassy

Hows Lazarus doing anyway?

Zetaopalatopia wrote:Don't forget other child oppressing laws, such as most nations having laws that outright prevent them from making a living wage by banning them from entering the workforce.

I hope it is trolling.

Zetaopalatopia, Margandy, and Great burundi

Dear leader is frying up some chicken katsu

A rosa-laz embassy

Dear leader would like to publicly state that after the day he had at work today all social workers deserve at least quadruped the salary they make now and they should be paid star athlete salaries.

Treadwellia and Great burundi

Guiness Freaks wrote:Dear leader would like to publicly state that after the day he had at work today all social workers deserve at least quadruped the salary they make now and they should be paid star athlete salaries.

SWEET!!!

Aigania wrote:I hope it is trolling.

Sir or Ma'am! The rights of children are no laughing matter. I'll have you know that some of our most talented professionals are children who's contributions have advanced the sciences, the economy, and the political landscape of our nation.

Killer Kitty, Guiness Freaks, and Great burundi

Dear leader, having just woken from a nightmare that he and stinky monkey butt have gotten back together, will now go wash his eyes out with bleach.

Tempestshadow

There is a new GA proposal At-Vote: Command Responsibility
Please vote so that Imki is aware of your thoughts so that she may vote accordingly.

Lazarus Thread: https://nslazarus.com/showthread.php?tid=617

New poll up! Mmph MMPH!

The silicon states

I allowed anyone to put PLÄNT wherever they want. We've been lacking things environmentally, and now it's time to set things right.

Tubbius has been enjoying another lazy day at home, this one spent recovering from a most unusual Valentine's Day. Now, though, a towel-wrapped Immensity gives concerned, puzzled mmph mmphs to His talking scale. Either He has not gained anything lately (unlikely due to His gorging on sweets the last week), or the scale is broken and stuck measuring a top rating of eleven Tubbs.

Mrs. Tubbius gives a soft, understanding HRM hrm as She stands beside Her husband, rubbing Her tummy gently while waiting a turn on the scale. Of course, anything She has put on will be attributed to little Augustus growing within and not to Her gluttonous love of MMPHINS brand muffins at all.

Zetaopalatopia wrote:Sir or Ma'am! The rights of children are no laughing matter. I'll have you know that some of our most talented professionals are children who's contributions have advanced the sciences, the economy, and the political landscape of our nation.

Ah! Roleplaying then.

Sorry, to truly flourish a population like a good wine, must be given time to mature.

(And [RP] to be improved ... There is a limit of what you can accomplish with mere baseline humans.)

Dark glactic empire

Finally, i’m Back on NationStates.

Treadwellia, Your imaginary friend, and Guiness Freaks

Your imaginary friend

Dark glactic empire wrote:Finally, i’m Back on NationStates.

Welcome back :D

The copper states

Dark glactic empire

*gives you your welcoming basket*

In it, you find a lab flask filled with soda (me), a tubb-muffin (Treadwellia), an imaginary hat (Your imaginary friend), a book on how not to ruin the world (Divine Cervine), and a statue of the imki god (Imkiville)

Welcome to Lazarus!

New Rogernomics, Treadwellia, Divine Cervine, Imkiville, and 1 otherYour imaginary friend

Having made japanese fried chicken last night, dear leader is definitely having chicken and waffles for breakfast this morning.

This morning, Tubbius the Voluminous has frantically let Dr. Biggenbottom-Tubbius know about His concerns with His talking scale. Of course, the doctor assures His Obesity that he knows nothing about electronic devices and that all he can do is measure His Immensity to see if there are any changes.

A session with a tape measure and a nude Royal Rotundity yields a peculiar finding. Despite His gorging like a pig all week, the Fat Father has gained neither ounce nor inch, holding at a very steady eleven Tubbs despite a steady gold radiance suggesting being on the cusp of a Tubbius Magic Surge that would yield usually phenomenal growth.

This, naturally, worries His Heaviness!

"Perhaps," the doctor suggests, "any new gains will all hit you at once? Or perhaps there can only be so much of Tubbius, and the rest must be shared to His children?"

The frantic mmph mmphs make obvious a worry that He fears He might just pop with the magic shining in Him at this rate. This worry is silenced by the doctor's shoving a handy Tubby Muffin into His Gobbiness' mouth and commanding, "Chew!"

So He does, with the doctor studying readouts on the Holy Heaviness' unique physiology. A couple of nods, a poke to the belly button, and then the entire office is consumed in a sunny blast of light and a startled wheeze from both men. When the two of them can see again, His Chubbiness has gotten much fleshier all about, especially the jowls, breasts, tummy, tushy, and thighs.

"Quick, Your Jiggles! To the scale!"

And there, the scale squeaks out an electronic, robotic, "Eleven point five Tubbs."

"All at once!" both men mmph in unison as a now exhausted Tubbius sinks onto a couch, still undressed but now quivering and sweating and not gleaming like a Tubbius-sized sun.

Another trip to Big and Tubby or to Tubbabies will be in order once the Corpulent Caboose recovers.

Tempestshadow wrote:There is a new GA proposal At-Vote: Command Responsibility
Please vote so that Imki is aware of your thoughts so that she may vote accordingly.

Lazarus Thread: https://nslazarus.com/showthread.php?tid=617

If Imki was aware of my thoughts she would slap me.

Glorious society

Treadwellia wrote:This morning, Tubbius the Voluminous has frantically let Dr. Biggenbottom-Tubbius know about His concerns with His talking scale. Of course, the doctor assures His Obesity that he knows nothing about electronic devices and that all he can do is measure His Immensity to see if there are any changes.

A session with a tape measure and a nude Royal Rotundity yields a peculiar finding. Despite His gorging like a pig all week, the Fat Father has gained neither ounce nor inch, holding at a very steady eleven Tubbs despite a steady gold radiance suggesting being on the cusp of a Tubbius Magic Surge that would yield usually phenomenal growth.

This, naturally, worries His Heaviness!

"Perhaps," the doctor suggests, "any new gains will all hit you at once? Or perhaps there can only be so much of Tubbius, and the rest must be shared to His children?"

The frantic mmph mmphs make obvious a worry that He fears He might just pop with the magic shining in Him at this rate. This worry is silenced by the doctor's shoving a handy Tubby Muffin into His Gobbiness' mouth and commanding, "Chew!"

So He does, with the doctor studying readouts on the Holy Heaviness' unique physiology. A couple of nods, a poke to the belly button, and then the entire office is consumed in a sunny blast of light and a startled wheeze from both men. When the two of them can see again, His Chubbiness has gotten much fleshier all about, especially the jowls, breasts, tummy, tushy, and thighs.

"Quick, Your Jiggles! To the scale!"

And there, the scale squeaks out an electronic, robotic, "Eleven point five Tubbs."

"All at once!" both men mmph in unison as a now exhausted Tubbius sinks onto a couch, still undressed but now quivering and sweating and not gleaming like a Tubbius-sized sun.

Another trip to Big and Tubby or to Tubbabies will be in order once the Corpulent Caboose recovers.

Wait I'm confused. Tubbius was concerned about not gaining weight. Okay. He had a bunch of magic that meant he would get a bunch of weight and when it released he got fatter?

The copper states

Say a loving goodbye to the banner "Server Room". It's been my primary from the start, but now I will replace it with "Interior Tech", because I just got it, and it's gorgeous.

I didn't disable the old one, it's still there, but no longer in the spotlight.

Glorious society wrote:Wait I'm confused. Tubbius was concerned about not gaining weight. Okay. He had a bunch of magic that meant he would get a bunch of weight and when it released he got fatter?

That is the Tubbius way. Mmph!

Guiness Freaks wrote:Dear leader, having just woken from a nightmare that he and stinky monkey butt have gotten back together, will now go wash his eyes out with bleach.

Screams in agony while furniture and drapes trashed. Administration personal scatter for cover.

UUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!! This is the third time my country has ceased to be!

Shopping for new clothes is hard work. Tubbius the Fat is now resting at home in His pajamas, about to nap.

I like buying new clothes. Unfortunately I am not rich atm :(

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