WA Delegate: The Galactic Empire of Aaron (elected 43 days ago)
Founder: The Technopolis of Domernicus
Embassies: Aaronian Space, Oceanside, The Ascendancy, the Land of Power, New Coalition of Nations, The Empire of Friendship, Nintendo, World Alliance, Coalition of Democratic States, United Empire of Islam, The Commonwealth Of Furry Peoples, Black Mesa Islands, League of Christian Nations, The Darwin Allied Republics, The Luxan Empire, Glorious Nations of Iwaku, and 23 others.Sasktelatown, Lower Canada, Ivory Tower, Wyndia, Smiley Faces, The Revolutionary Council, Imperium of the Wolf, The Illuminati, The Infinite Alliance, Celestanodyne, Ministreyl Union, The Intergalactic War, The Legions of Heaven And Hell, Nexus II, The Sea Of Love, Continent of Xenonia, Louisiana Alliance x Alliance Louisiane, Alliance of Floyd, Trainsylvinea, Inner heavens grace, chris puppet storage, Pirate warriors, and The Cannabis Communists.
The embassy with Nexus II is being withdrawn. Closure expected in 1 day 11 hours.
Construction of embassies with The House Of The Eclipse has commenced. Completion expected in 1 day 11 hours.
Tags: Surreal, Modern Tech, Featured, Medium, Steampunk, Silly, Casual, Post Apocalyptic, Future Tech, Outer Space, Fantasy Tech, Past Tech, and 5 others.Role Player, Post-Modern Tech, Religious, Serious, and Magical.
Regional Power: Moderate
Today's World Census Report
The Best Weather in The Nation of Nations and Friends
The following nations were determined to have the best all-round weather.
As a region, The Nation of Nations and Friends is ranked 13,858th in the world for Best Weather.
|21.||The 30th Nation of Nation 30||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“Yay, 30!”|
|22.||The Creepy Zombie Plague Labs of Brill||Compulsory Consumerist State||“Dark Lady be with you.”|
|23.||The Digit of The Thumb Republic||New York Times Democracy||“What could possibly go wrong?”|
|24.||The Great Coalition of Glorious and Harmonious Fists||Iron Fist Consumerists||“We fight! We beat down! We triumph!”|
|25.||The Blessed Confederation of Guardians of the Holy Bowling Alley||Corporate Bordello||“For God, for glory, for perfect games!”|
|26.||The Free Land of Non-Taxable People||New York Times Democracy||“No taxes here pal!”|
|27.||The Space Nomads of The Land Air Water and Space Pirates||Corporate Bordello||“Plundering and Looting! Land, Air, Water, Space! Arrgh!”|
|28.||The Armed Elite Order of White-Hooded Assasins||Iron Fist Consumerists||“Mysterious Hooded Man watches (from a distance...)”|
|29.||The Taxing Land of The IRS||Father Knows Best State||“Taxation with or without representation.”|
|30.||The Evil Zombie Kingdom of Knights with Sharp Axes||Compulsory Consumerist State||“Our axes shall pierceth thy heart. With lazers.”|
- 11 hours ago: The Scientific Laboratories of Island of the Elements ceased to exist.
- 15 hours ago: The Empire of Chimich arrived from The South Pacific.
- 1 day 15 hours ago: The Rogue Nation of Ww killbot 39 of the region Nexus II ordered the closure of its embassy in The Nation of Nations and Friends.
- 1 day 17 hours ago: The Technopolis of Domernicus agreed to construct embassies with The House Of The Eclipse.
- 1 day 17 hours ago: The Majestic Sovereignty of Desdenea of the region The House Of The Eclipse proposed constructing embassies.
- 4 days ago: Embassy cancelled between The Remnants of the Mian Empire and The Nation of Nations and Friends.
- 4 days ago: The Holy Empire of Scarankath arrived from The South Pacific.
- 5 days ago: The Holy Red Romana Empire of Sanction arrived from Osiris.
- 5 days ago: The Bright Blue Land of Tupper Inc arrived from Osiris.
- 5 days ago: The Bright Blue Land of Tupper Inc ceased to exist.
The Nation of Nations and Friends Regional Message Board
Every ship is haled by a new contender.
A new pair of ships appears on the horizon. Big letters on the side say The Romeo and The Juliet. Ignorance of the hale is taken as a sign that they are aiding the traitor. Their engines work at full speed as the close the distance. Suddenly shots are pointed at them only to bounce of their shields. As they enter range for ballistics the deflector shields clear out any in coming fire. Fighter drop from the ships in an effort to seek out the War Criminal. Finally they find him and deploy a landing craft full of troops directly into the hangar. The precision of the Chimecan troops is amazing as they move in to take their prisoner and the rest of the changed that are present. All told the only loses on the Dracowyrmian side where Julia and the two water types. As easily as the two ships came they also left not knowing the dishonor that they caused.
Those manning the anti space guns breath a sigh of releaf as they found out that their lead is safe for now. "Initiate Program B we might not be out of the woods yet" The commander says. His subordinates look uneasy but give the command. No one daring to even breath to break the tension. They knew that by all odds they only had one shot if they must take it.
(Wouldnt be interesting if chimich and scar already knew each other)
That would be interesting :P
So whats happening now?
"ENOUGH! This is pointless. Honor's demands have been met and this combat is pointless. This has devolved into a petty spat and there is no honor here. If any demands for combat must be made, they can be made later. This pathetic display of pettyness is unbecoming of civilized people. There is a war of epic proportions brewing here and it is avoidable if you would stop and think!
Dahlia begins to wake up. She begins cough greatly, and still has a slight red tinge to her eyes. Overall though she is ok, and in control. She asks what in high heavens happened here after observing the damage wrought by what looks like bullets and shrapnel. And then demands even angrier where her drink is!
Brazz and Ash look around in anger and confusion as the one who dishonored them had been swept away by a random group. "Follow that ship! I will not have the honor of the Gods taken from us!" Commander Brazz ordered to his crew. He then rounded on the one who had spoken up, the man was large and heabily armored, a warrior as well by the looks of him. Brazz moved towards him, his vibro blade still gripped tightly in his hand. "Our honor is granted by the Three Gods, and that duel, once entered became Holy. To interupt is to disgrace the Gods and my people. You may not know my people, but at least know this, the Gods shall never be disgraced!" Brazz shouted into the man's face, raising his sword as if to strike.
Behind them all another Scar's Hale boarding vessel landed in the bay and single man stepped off, wearing different armor and drapped in a long black furred cloak. "Commander Brazz, that is quite enough!" the newcommer yelled as he approached. He wore no helmet and was much more aged than the commander. His brown beard and shoulder length hair speckled with gray. Though you could tell he still had the olympian physic off the other warriors. Commander Brazz turned and his eyes went wide, he sheathed his sword and stood straight as a board. "General Axis, Sir!" Brazz said, confusion wrought upon his brow.
"Commander Brazz, you have honored the Three today with your actions. Though a Holy duel has been interupted the Gods have not withdrawn their blessings," said the General as he stopped a few feet from the group. "These are the words from the Holy Arbitrator, now please, take your crew and return to your ship," he added. Without words nor sound, Brazz and his crew boarded their Hale and left the bay. Once gone the General turned towards the heavily armored man with an studious gaze before extending his hand. "I am General Axis, and I see much honor from the Three has been granted upon you in your lifetime. So allow me to offer the hand of Scarankath and the Three Gods in peace and negotiation."
OOC: It occurs to me that I did not describe Guilliman or the Ultramarines. The Marines are about 7 feet tall and heavily muscled. They are genetically modified super soldiers who wear cobalt blue power armor and bolters. They are worth a hundred men in battle, but Guilliman is worth a hundred Space Marines. He is taller, wider, and stronger than them and is effectively a god of war. His master crafted armor is a work of art. He carries a storm bolter in one hand and a massive power gauntlet in the other. He has lived thousands of years in service to the Emperor.
"A pleasure, General. I am Roboute Guilliman, Primarch of the XIII Legion of Space Marines, the Ultramarines and the Lord of Ultramar. I can see you are a man of great honor and I would be proud to speak with you about you and your culture."
((I'am a 40k fan of sorts so I knew what to expect lol. Btw Space Wolves rule :P))
General Axis shook the giant man's armored hand with his own. "My honor is not my own, but of the Three. Only by them am I granted such honor," he stated easily as he continued to study the man before him. "Now then, if you would all wish to begin these negotiations anew then please allow me to invite you onto my ship for a more comfortable and less hostile enviroment," the general said before turning around and walking back to his Hale. Leaving the invitation open for all to come.