WA Delegate (non-executive): The Pretty Ok Nation of Astra Pax (elected )
Last WA Update:
Embassies: The Bar on the corner of every region, The NewsStand, Free Market Federation, The Gambia, The Hole To Hide In, Nintendo, The Embassy, The Great Universe, 42 Douglas Adams, Hollow Point, Order of the Southern North, US Armed Forces, Joint Operations Space Command, Dinobots, Silverhold, Gypsy Lands, and 73 others.Regionless, Novapax, The Nation of Nations and Friends, Region of Something, International Debating Area, The Sands, The Illuminati, The Peaceful Coffee Shop In Chicago, United States of America, Federal Republic of Russia, The Dank Meme Alliance, Ancient Lands, NS April Fools Day Jokes, Bus Stop, Star Wars, Christmas, Coin Collecting Club, The Subantarctic, Norsewood, Island of Extinction, Star Frontiers, Babylon 5, Orthanc at Isengard, Krillin, Avadam Inn, Chicken Worshippers, The Local Cluster, Union of Nationalists, Gatehouse by the P2TM, Reality, Thanksgiving, Haiku, The Wolf Legion, Mad Land of the Mad Madmen, Lunar Alliance, SECFanatics, Osakaland, Arconian Empire, The Some What United States of Blarf, Ikuisuus, Slavija, Carnival of Souls, The Great Chili, NationStatesHolics Anonymous, I am Groot, Union of the Kind Ones, Misanthropic Bloc, The Reborn Foundation, The Flying Fishes Bait Shop, Zero Zero Zero Zero, The Flying Spaghetti Monster Lands, Autism Spectrum, Omnia, Interdimensional Alien Zone, The Limbo, Rat Nations Assembly, The International Polling Zone, Decepticon region, Autobot region, Pangea Oceania, CAM, Fredonia, Europe but better, Skyreach, The Rings Of Gold Casino, Monarchist and Democratic Alliance, Republic Of Thanos, Union of Conservative Nations s, 1980s America, Aircraft Manufacturers, Violet Sea, Agora, and The Planet X.
Construction of embassies with Pocket Universe Couch Fort has commenced. Completion expected .
Today's World Census Report
The Most Developed in Rogue CONclave
The World Census compiles a "Human Development Index" by measuring citizens' average life expectancy, education, and income.
As a region, Rogue CONclave is ranked 4,116th in the world for Most Developed.
|1.||The Pretty Ok Nation of Astra Pax||Civil Rights Lovefest Brave Progressives||“Space is cool.”|
|2.||The Nomadic Peoples of Henkala||Democratic Socialists Ordinary Caring Intelligent World Citizens||“we will never be forgotten in the winds of time”|
|3.||The Parliamentary States of Weichenhalde||New York Times Democracy Corporate-Dominated Sham Democracy||“Life, Liberty, Property.”|
|4.||The Armed Union of Hexior||Moralistic Democracy Narrow-Minded Backwoodsy Bigots||“Ignore the shipment of tanks to the left”|
|5.||The Planetary Landmass of Pax Nerdvana||Anarchy Post-Revolution Embryonic Society||“Warning: Do not stare directly at the mushroom clouds.”|
|6.||The Empire of Starscreams Brigade||Father Knows Best State Suspiciously Conservative Democracy||“Peace through Tyranny”|
|7.||The Federation of Iacon City State||Capitalist Paradise Corporate Slave State||“Freedom is the right of all sentient beings”|
|8.||The Very Nice People of Nathbor||Corporate Bordello Blood-Sucking Capitalist Leeches||“Once you get to know us.”|
|9.||The Islands of The Federation-State of Lazy People||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy Fascists||“Come join us. We have store-bought cookies.”|
|10.||The Disputed Territories of Dedfer Weeks||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy Fascists||“If your car needs repair - it'll take Weeks to fix it!”|
Last poll: “Should we change our flag?”
- : The Federation of PR Alien Rangers arrived from The East Pacific.
- : The Planetary Landmass of Pax Nerdvana agreed to construct embassies with Pocket Universe Couch Fort.
- : The Strange Attraction of Bitter Pants of the region Pocket Universe Couch Fort proposed constructing embassies.
- : The Planetary Landmass of Pax Nerdvana created a new regional poll: "Should we change our flag?".
- : The Republic of MARVIN THE GRUMPY AI arrived from Lazarus.
- : Embassy established between Rogue CONclave and The Planet X.
- : The Dictatorship of Visoraxus Prime departed this region for Hatari.
- : The Dictatorship of Visoraxus Prime arrived from Visorak Valley.
- : Embassy established between Agora and Rogue CONclave.
- : The Oppressed Peoples of Crewman Gus arrived from The South Pacific.
Rogue CONclave Regional Message Board
*Depresses the 'send' button and responds*
Roger CONclave, we read you. I'll check on Crewman Gus for you. He's back in the passenger cabin.
Negative on leaving the fixed orbit on the dark side of the moon. We still don't know what to expect from these primitive people and a shi as big as the CONclave might scare them into doing something rash. Repeat, maintain your position, over.
Sometimes you gotta fiddle with it.
Aw, heck, it's probably a shorted circuit. Give it a good whack.
*In the passenger cabin, the friendly space marine is about to show the snap-shots of he and his family at a bake sale for their church when there is another horrific wrenching sound, then a small explosion as a pencil-thin plasma conduit overloads, snaps free of its brackets and rips from the bulkhead, its severed end spinning wildly and spitting magma-hot sparks like an insane fireworks display. The deadly whip catches the soldier's arm just below the shoulder as he is about to pass the photo with enough force to cut through his armor and the soft flesh and fragile bone beneath. He looks with wonder at the stump, his arm hitting the floor still clutching the paper square of memories, then at Nathbor before he starts screaming, a sound quickly silenced as the flailing conduit again strikes blindly, this time decapitating him. The head falls to the floor of the cabin, followed by the other arm and then a leg severed at the upper thigh.*
*Nathbor himself screams hysterically, kicking at the severed head lolling against his boots*
Pax, hearing the screams, unstraps and jogs over.
Craaaap. The family man died. This day just keeps getting worse. That makes three casualties today.
*The veteran spacer unbuckles his harness, wriggles free from the harness and dives to the floor below the deadly path of the spitting conduit*
Captain, cut the engines! Cut the engines and relive the pressure on the tertiary hydraulics! Now! Or we'll all be cut to ribbons!
*In a daze, wonders calmly who's piloting the shuttle*
*Well, he thinks, who didn't see that coming?*
By the Gods! Er... what's-his-name is dead?
*Sighs heavily, rubbing his tired eyes*
I was at his child's christening. His wife's home number is on my speed-dial. Now he's dead, cut to pieces and I can't even remember his name.
I think I'm in shock.
*Gus, thinking he might be in shock himself, leans down and slips the photos from the hand of the dead marine's severed arm with some effort and raises them to his face. A handsome young man in a crewcut standing next to his pretty wife in a simple flowered dress who is holding the hand of a small boy standing between them. All are smiling at the photographer. All look immensely happy. In the background one can see tables covered with colorful tablecloths and loaded with various baked goods under a banner which reads 'Wilmington Church of the Nazarene Bake Sale Today!'. Without really thinking about why, Gus slips the photos into his tunic.*
And then there were two...
*In the co-pilot's seat, the Lieutenant frantically flips the switches that power down the engines and adjusts all the hydraulic controls to their lowest possible setting. That done, he picks up the radio handset*
"CONclave... we have a problem."