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Plymouthia

Estantia wrote:Hello

Sveiki! ^_^
How are you?

Lorigia, Estantia, and Aswron

Lapathiya

Moisus wrote:A nearby cargo ship recieved the radio signals, and responds with a simple:

"What's happening? We would like to know your current situation and where you are situated. We can call a helicopter or something like that to rescue you."

The cargo ship was currently above the submarine but as it was a very old ship, almost in it's last voyage, it did not have equipped any radar or any system that could detect the submarine.

FINALLY gonna respond to this (sorry for the long wait lol)

“I read you. I am on the bottom of the seafloor,” responds the scientist. “I do not know my precise location, but I am stranded and I require assistance.” There was the sound of static and the radio died.

Yuri sat and stared out the window, wondering how long he could survive before being rescued...

Meanwhile...

Message to the Moisen government
Madanhoff, Lapathiya

Lapathiya believes it has lost one of its formost scientific minds, Yuri Slovinakov, to a submarine accident, some 110 miles away from the Moisen coast. Lapathiya asks Moisus to investigate the matter and, if possible, rescue the man at once.

Lorigia, Moisus, and Plymouthia

Plymouthia

*countryball voice*
Can I into Space? Ovo

Central Osean Republic wrote:

Dumbekolobwe

African Strand soldiers marched into Dumbekolobwe to look for any remains of people, buildings, or really anything that was destroyed in the gas. People emerged from places like under rubble, in buildings, or even from the lake. The African Strand soldiers took every one of them and brought them to the newly-set hospital. Thousands of patients were treated. Injuries from burns to skin conditions were being treated.

The African Strand rose the flag above the capital, and it was done. The Central Osean Republic was being revived under the name of the African Strand. Pain and bloodshed weren't shared. In fact, the African Strand was embraced. Soldiers now played games with locals, and even played soccer with local children. Once again, soldiers swept into the Central Osean Republic. However, these weren't hostile.

Ängelllefteå, Vetvick

The ferry across the sea for the caravan was about to leave. They would pass through the Arctic Ocean slightly into the port of Nuuk. The ferry roared to life. Isaac led the caravan to their quarters. They were each promised two beds in the quarters for the 18 hours of travel. They would have to go around three of the islands of Union of Austria-Hungary, and the Tohruian Kingdom. They would stop nowhere and at no point before they reached Kanginiarfik.

The ferry roared to life as the crowd moved to their quarters. Isaac paced in the room thinking about everything. He turned on the television. He sat on his bed, and he got underneath the covers. This was the first bed he had been on in months. Isaac dozed off and drifted to sleep. He dreamed of the new life and the new neighborhood for Zyfaqir he was promised. The neighborhood would include a restaurant, a few homes, and a Nosqae.

Hours passed and the ship was about to land in the docks of Nuuk. Isaac packed up his things and got on the bow of the ship. He called for the caravan and led them off when the ship stopped in the port. He got off and led them downtown and across to their new neighborhood. A wealthy family was at the market and the girl noticed him. She had such blonde hair that it could be white. The dress on her was blue. She had mittens as well.

Isaac caught her eye as well and waved lightly. The girl blushed as she waved back. Isaac kept walking. He led the caravan to their new town. The flag of Central Osean Republic waved. Then, the flag of Kanginiarfik and the flag of the Kanginiarfikic Nosqae. The people got settled in their homes and Isaac got settled in his. As a fourteen-year-old, he felt it was cool to live alone. He thought about his parents. How they were left under the rubble and piles of bodies in COR. He thought of his sister as he unpacked a picture.

He touched her face on the picture. "I couldn't seem to die," he mumbled. He decided to head into town again. Isaac went to the marketplace to pick up food as he ran into the girl. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," he panicked. The girl waved her hair. "No worries," she said. They locked eyes. The girl blushed again. Then, her parents took her. "We don't mess around with these street rats," they said. The girl looked at him and waved bye. She looked like she was about to cry. Isaac lowered his head as he waved bye.

Then, he ran into the Zyfaqir Holy Leader. He was shocked. "Layadh Mbalakwe?" he exclaimed. The Layadh smiled. "You did it, son. You led a new generation out of hell," he smiled more. Isaac embraced him. He wasn't done. "Isaac, your bravery has shown me that someone so young could be as holy as you. I am now pronouncing you Layadh of the Kanginiarfik Chapter of Zyfaqir. I'm proud of you, son," he said. Isaac smiled broadly and hugged Mbalakwe. The crowd that heard it cheered and clapped and shook Isaac's hand.

Then, the news of a house visit was given

Isaac looked at the Zyfaqir religious leader. Puzzled as he was, he wanted to know what he meant by a house visit. “Sir, with all due respect, what is a house visit, and why do we have to pay one?” He asked. Layadh Malabkwe smiled lightly. “There is a wealthy family up here and they want to be introduced to Zyfaqir,” he said.

Isaac thought about the blonde girl he saw in the street. He shuddered about the parents of the young girl, and he knew where they were going somehow. He could only stare at the leader. He was nervous, but he just nodded lightly.

The snow fell on his face. It was cold and he was without a jacket. He went from impoverished child to national hero for the now-colonized Central Osean Republic. He and the Layadh started to walk southernward to the house of the wealthy family. They crossed from Nuuk to Mjovadalsa, and they located homes. The houses were at the very least 11 acres not including the snowy yards. Isaac had never seen such a big house in his life.

The Layadh looked at Isaac. “Young Layadh, shall we?” He asked. Isaac could only admire the house. He turned to face the religious leader. “One last time,” he said as he made his way towards the doorbell. “That’s my boy,” Layadh Malabkwe said with a smile across his face.

OOC - Short and sweet

Lorigia, Deerfenland, and Plymouthia

Plymouthia wrote:Sveiki! ^_^
How are you?

Good. You?

Lorigia, Libertandonien, Plymouthia, and Aswron

Plymouthia

Estantia wrote:Good. You?

Good to hear ^_^
I'm great

Plymouthia wrote:*countryball voice*
Can I into Space? Ovo

Germoney

Lorigia, Estantia, and Plymouthia

Universalist qatar

Apparently, Megalodon dies of old age, this is why resurrecting prehistoric fossils won't work anymore, the oceans of strangereal are finally safe from megalodon after it died from old age.

Lorigia, Estantia, Styrica, and Plymouthia

Plymouthia

Libertandonien wrote:Germoney

Wat? O~o

I decided to change my flag, what do you think of it?

Lorigia, Libertandonien, and Plymouthia

Plymouthia

Khayamala wrote:I decided to change my flag, what do you think of it?

Nice! ^_^

Lapathiya wrote:FINALLY gonna respond to this (sorry for the long wait lol)

“I read you. I am on the bottom of the seafloor,” responds the scientist. “I do not know my precise location, but I am stranded and I require assistance.” There was the sound of static and the radio died.

Yuri sat and stared out the window, wondering how long he could survive before being rescued...

Meanwhile...

Message to the Moisen government
Madanhoff, Lapathiya

Lapathiya believes it has lost one of its formost scientific minds, Yuri Slovinakov, to a submarine accident, some 110 miles away from the Moisen coast. Lapathiya asks Moisus to investigate the matter and, if possible, rescue the man at once.

Alright, we’ll call the government to send some rescue submarines. I think they have got some.
Now, be careful down there, I don’t know what could be hiding down there.

Meanwhile, at one of the government’s offices:

-We have received a message from Lapathiya, look!

-What is it?

-Seems like one of their scientists has gone missing by means of a submarine accident near our coast.

-Hmm, we should probably send some rescue submarines, we just finished building some in case something like this happened!

-Tell them we’re sending some rescue submarines to try to locate the situation of the scientist, and if we find him, rescue him.

Just after they sent the message to the Lapathiyan government responding that they will call rescue submarines from the coast guard to rescue the scientist, the government recieves another call:

-”Hello, this is commercial ship Vuso1 and we have received an emergency call from a man which says he is in the seafloor in a broken submarine. We recommend that you send a rescue mission to save him.

-We just received a message from the Lapathiyan government about the same subject. We’re contacting the coast guard to find him right away.

Lapathiya

Universalist qatar

Universalist qatar wrote:Apparently, Megalodon dies of old age, this is why resurrecting prehistoric fossils won't work anymore, the oceans of strangereal are finally safe from megalodon after it died from old age.

The new Scientists claims that resurrecting prehistoric animals of any kind won't work anymore in the future and present-day, once those creatures are resurrected, a few days later or month later they die from old age. Resurrecting recently extinct animals would work effectively than resurrecting an ancient prehistoric animal

Estantia wrote:Hello

Πήγαινε, ανίερος πνεύμα.
Pígaine, aníeros pnévma.
Go away, you unholy spirit.

Kronica wrote:Πήγαινε, ανίερος πνεύμα.
Pígaine, aníeros pnévma.
Go away, you unholy spirit.

"F*** you I won't do what you tell me!"

--Zack De La Rocha (what a legend)

Lorigia and Plymouthia

Plymouthia

Estantia wrote:"F*** you I won't do what you tell me!"

--Zack De La Rocha (what a legend)

Ok! ^_^
*Plays Stone Cold Steve Austin's WWF Theme Song*
Lol

Estantia wrote:"F*** you I won't do what you tell me!"

--Zack De La Rocha (what a legend)

"Cash me outside how bout' dat?"

-Unknown

Tsardom of leonlandia

Vasil Leon
Vasil Leon is born from a Leonian father and a Libertandonien mother, he is an Arctinian. Leon is the most influential person in Tsardom of leonlandia, being behind only the Tsar. He has been minister two times -the max amount a person can be a minister and the senior adviser to Ferdinand. Vasil is the person who created many of the most important and widely-accepted laws of the Tsardom and the creator of the libertarian group- the faction which led the last tsardom to its golden age. Ferdinand has admitted many times that without Leon, he wouldn't be able to rule so smoothly and successfully. The adviser has criticized and corrected the last Tsar many times publicly and even opposed him, something which the Tsar had to accept. All Leonians, no matter the ideology, support him. He is one of the people who managed to prevent the fists possible civil war and has helped the Tsar countless times. He was a massive preacher for the union and the person who managed to convince the people to vote for Alexander. A massive amount of Leonians even wanted him to be emperor but he prefered to be a minister. Now Vasil has asked the new emperor publicly to appoint him as his senior adviser. If he denies that, it's almost certain that the Leonians will riot. Vasil Leon is truly powerful and he isn't a person to be ignored. The amount of people who want him as autocrat can't be ignored either. The new emperor has a tough decision to make.
Libertandonien
Lapathiya

Lorigia, Warsaw-Halicz, Libertandonien, Lapathiya, and 2 othersStyrica, and Plymouthia

Kronica wrote:"Cash me outside how bout' dat?"

-Unknown

:/

Lorigia and Plymouthia

Estantia wrote::/

Dr. Phil is my waifu

Kronica wrote:Dr. Phil is my waifu

o_o

The Volcen wrote:o_o

0-0

Kronica wrote:0-0

O.O

Hello fellow nations 🙃

Moisus, Tsardom of leonlandia, and Plymouthia

Praeceps wrote:O.O

°^°

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