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It's not the first time, and we'll just leave the reasoning private.
Lungha and Lorigia
K.
*Plays Heavy Metal Guitar to wake up the RMB.*
*Drops Heavy Metal Guitar causing it to make the loudspeakers boom out a large annoying sound for a minute.* Oh no. *I suddenly use one of my secret passages to escape the rage of the zilla leaving you behind.*
Oh no...
Now we're going to have to rebuild Magicality City for the 10th time this year...
Post self-deleted by Anglo-saxon commonwealth.
Aerilia and Lapathiya
oof
Attack Friently.
Woah you can’t be serious, he can take me out in one day since my soldiers are in bad conditions and have weaker bones due to lack of food
Post self-deleted by Lapathiya.
No no no I am not ready for war until my 15 year plan ends, that doesn’t mean 15 years in real life it only means 15 years in game, during those years my nation will start to improve and fix itself
No posts in 20 minutes, this is a crime against humanity.
Praeceps and Aerilia
Throws a card in a casino, and the card is against humanity
Eraver and Lapathiya
President: Ah,thank you very much. Ever since my, err, rather unusual election as president, I have been tried in many domestic situations. And while we sit comfortably as members in two international unions, we haven't really gotten to know many nations on a more personal level. I stand here today, not leaving to be entangled in messy international politics often found in unions, but rather to give the citizens of Pinguioris and Yemet a chance to know each other, not just as nation's and people's that border each other, but as great friends with a deep understanding of each other, and who can protect each other, not just far abroad as we have searched for in the past, but also close to home, since that is the most important part of us. I will be getting on a plane shortly for Yemet, and their we shall discuss, in detail, our relationship between our nations.
The president leaves the stand, waving at the wildly cheering crowd. In the distance, Appaloosa City's skyline has several new skyscrapers in the process of construction. The tallest, at three quarters of a kilometer, is a new international stock exchange, one that promises to launch economic growth to new heights. The plane leaves shortly after three o'clock, riding into the air with an escort of four military jets.
Yemet and Lapathiya
City of Nordlando. A place where business thrives. A place where anything goes. A Place where...
You lose your humanity for the flesh of gold. At Day, Nordlando is bustling with merchant activity, selling their wares. The Police don't care whether the means to acquire those is shady or not, they pay bucks, they can go whatever they want. At night, Neon Colours shines brightly in the sky, as the Red Light and Adult Entertainment Industry shows its fangs. Human, Nekos, Kitsunes, and other beasts show their assets across the glass, baiting the depraved customer into their enterprise. Everyday, every degeneracy increased tenfold in Nordlando.
No Wonder it is called The Goldmine of Necerierra
Between those highrise building located near the centre. A Pearly White building stands out, not because it is tall, but because it has a reminiscent of colonial-era building, between the modern skyscraper. The Building is the Mayor House of Nordlando, where its Lady-Mayor, Lailessherz Liftoke Hoffmahn, resides.
"Damn, demonstrator..." said Laila as she looks below her, where activists protest about Nordlando deal with Coromina Industrial..."I really...really want to remove them right now..." For her, this is all just about the money. For all her life as a ruler, she learns that being compassionate will only earn you the sack here. She has to be a sociopath...a humanless human, to keep giving Necerierra their money. She has screwing their people for how longs now...and the upper-class thank her for it...
She sats down at the mayor office, Antique Things everywhere. A Skin of Hippos are scattered all over the floor, forming some sort of abstract art, Pictures Portrait of previous Lord-Mayor also exist here. Most of the instrument and things in that room is covered in gold...that's how rich they are..."1 minute more...If he is late I would reject him immediately..."
Exactly 1 minute later, A man in the suit, seemingly like a drone robot, enters the mayor room. "Good Morning, I presume you are Agent Alkonost? Please...have a sit. I am apologizing for the inconvenience caused by the protestor outside, I have ordered my task force to...remove them at a certain time." Laila giggles a bit, "Now, what business are you here to offer Agent Alkonost?"
Aerilia, Islands of Washington, Lapathiya, and Coromina industrial
Fiji is a socialist g
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