WA Delegate (non-executive): The Trenchant Order of The Voltarum (elected 9 years 65 days ago)
Founder: The Antarctica Founders of Joop
Regional Power: Very High
Today's World Census Report
The Largest Insurance Industry in Antarctica
As a region, Antarctica is ranked 16,786th in the world for Largest Insurance Industry.
|11.||The Rogue Nation of McMurdo Station||Father Knows Best State||“The shortest answer is doing.”|
|12.||The Dominion of The Magnetic South Pole||Father Knows Best State||“When in doubt, tell the truth.”|
|13.||The Commonwealth of 02||Capitalizt||“Rise Up!”|
|14.||The Conation of The Comyns||Father Knows Best State||“ ”|
|15.||The Dictatorship of Piedra Negra||Democratic Socialists||“We are free only in our minds”|
|16.||The Democratic Republic of Abanhfleft||Father Knows Best State||“Respublika!”|
|17.||The Sultanic Lands of Vastivan Alaska||Left-Leaning College State||“Veni, Vidi, Visa”|
|18.||The Morally Questionable People of Flibblers||Psychotic Dictatorship||“quidquid Latine dictum sit, altum sonatur.”|
|19.||The United Socialist States of Elbow Surprise||Compulsory Consumerist State||“All great truths begin as blasphemies”|
|20.||The Militocracy of Sisu Arshu||Father Knows Best State||“Veni, Vidi, Visa”|
- 6 hours ago: The Antarctica Founders of Joop aborted construction of embassies with The land of the DuckCrocs.
- 6 hours ago: The Antarctica Founders of Joop agreed to construct embassies with The land of the DuckCrocs.
- 20 hours ago: The Empire of Spanish Main departed this region for New Hyperion.
- 21 hours ago: The Empire of Spanish Main arrived from New Hyperion.
- 1 day 1 hour ago: The Dark Lands of Ducrotia of the region The land of the DuckCrocs proposed constructing embassies.
- 1 day 6 hours ago: The Community of Norseer arrived from Osiris.
- 1 day 12 hours ago: The United States of Mallowsland departed this region for World Alliance.
- 1 day 12 hours ago: The United States of Mallowsland arrived from Lazarus.
- 1 day 20 hours ago: The Holy Empire of MySweetPotato ceased to exist.
- 1 day 22 hours ago: The Kingdom of Nondoraus arrived from The South Pacific.
Antarctica Regional Message Board
Thankyou Ronnie...*motions for the minions to come over to move her tent*
*Grateful for having been unstuck by helpful fellow warriors, the minions strike the royal tent, and in a long procession carry it over to its new location to set it up. They erect the Queenly tent in the spot indicated for negotiations, complete with every luxury. Extra strong insulating tarpaulin, decorated with ornamental skulls. Warm fluffy cushions. A large hand drawn map of Antarctica. An ingenious thermal energy generation system that is also able to boil a fine kettle of tea. An extra padded box from which they extract the fine bone china of the royal tea service. Upholstered folding chairs. A pair of very warm slippers.*
*unnoticed a small skeletal kitten sneaks out of the royal tent and scampers off to the other tent not far away.*
*sneaking in the back it hides under a chair and waits to see if anything food-like is dropped*
*it then notices a small pebble*
*joins nameless under chair*
Cormac awaits the Queen to sit and speak first.
*Reaches paw slowly out and snags pebble, pushes it towards VK*
★sits in her chair facing cormac glad for the warm slippers *
Minion please serve our guest some of our special tea.....thankyou
Now shall we discuss the terms of surrender?
Cormac smiles. "Of course - I am glad you are so agreeable - the weather is rather nasty today and I am sure everyone wants this over with as soon as possible." He takes out a piece of paper, or rather a small stack of paper. On it is a block of ornately written text. "I took the liberty of drawing up this document which clearly outlines the terms of your surrender. As you can see, you are free to leave Antarctican territory within 24 hours without any repercussions or attack from us. You are, of course, also required to never return." Not giving her a chance to but in - "Now I don't know if you people sign in blood or something like that, but I do have a rather nice pen here if you would just initial down here and here. Then we can all be on our way back home." His eyes twinkle as he places an ornate pen - clearly made of some kind of animal bone - near her side of the table.
*Collective soldiers wake up after spontanious rum drinking contest*
assassin: Who won?
Mercenary: Errrrmmm...I think the Goblin Engineer won
Gobkin engineer: *Is wearing a crown* Damn righ*hic* right i*hic* I did...
[i]Whispers to The Warrior Skeleton Queen of Ramazakal[i] I see Cormac didn't read our offer. Do they hate parties here? Not like sticky ribs? How about beerquilla? Or can't Cormac read? Should I go fetch the star struck guy from outside and see if he likes our terms? How strange that they want us to leave when we've come so far with all our party gear.