WA Delegate: The Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg (elected 298 days ago)
Founder: The Mandate of Shikarta
Regional Power: Moderate
Today's World Census Report
The Most Politically Apathetic Citizens in Maredoratica
These results were determined by seeing how many citizens of each nation answered a recent World Census survey on the local political situation by ticking the "Don't Give a Damn" box.
As a region, Maredoratica is ranked 8,234th in the world for Most Politically Apathetic Citizens.
|1.||The Republic of Ruccola||Civil Rights Lovefest||“Pro Deo, Pro Patria, Pro Populus”|
|2.||The Glorious Shogunate of Kagetora||Corporate Police State||“影虎、諸軍、軍、家族、自分”|
|3.||The Republique of Oseato||New York Times Democracy||“Liberté, Unité, Dignité”|
|4.||The Islamic State of Traxa||New York Times Democracy||“Justice He bids me do, as He will judge me”|
|5.||The 6 Time Double Champions of Vitaphone Racing||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“Looking up, there's always sky”|
|6.||The Proletariat of Varnia Prime||Iron Fist Consumerists||“Wat?”|
|7.||The Community of Central Alkebulan||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“Nous ne sommes plus vos macaques!”|
|8.||The Jewish Kingdom of Hasmonea||New York Times Democracy||“Be-'éyn tachbūlōt yippol `ām; ū-teshū`āh be-rov yō'éts.”|
|9.||The Kingdom of Boaga||New York Times Democracy||“Ezkurrak txikiak haritzen abiega hazten”|
|10.||The Kingdom of Mizialand||Father Knows Best State||“Non inultus premor”|
- 10 hours ago: The Commonwealth of Bigerai arrived from The East Pacific.
- 4 days ago: The United Kingdom of Nanwe ceased to exist.
- 5 days ago: The Jewish Kingdom of Hasmonea arrived from Elysium.
- 13 days ago: The Sultanate of Fursan arrived from The West Pacific.
- 15 days ago: The Federation of Eurasian Socialist Rep ceased to exist.
- 15 days ago: The People's Republic of Nicaro arrived from Esquarium.
- 16 days ago: The Psephocratic Autocracy of Ea90 departed this region for The Kinshasa Tigers.
- 16 days ago: The Grand Duchy of Aldenya ceased to exist.
- 20 days ago: The Socialist Republic of Riccen departed this region for Karnickel Islands.
- 21 days ago: The Holy Empire of The Ibadi Caliph ceased to exist.
Maredoratica Regional Message Board
I was once on IRC for seven months, it was an awful time to be had. I was running low on food and water, I had contracted the ill fated 'Yohannesian Fever' which gave my the runs that could only be rivaled by that of Mexican food. Alas, the cunning Questers seemed to escape my grasp for the several months I remained marooned, my attempts to kill the gallant beast remained futile - I soon realized however that I was never the hunter, I was the hunted. I was fearing for my life as day in and day out I was ruthlessly stalked by a Ruccola, finally though I smitten the beast that it was, ending my predisposed fears of becoming the next snack for a troll.
By the seventh month, I had all but forgotten my name it seemed, the IRC had enveloped me, like that of a cocoon, my mind was that of a wild man. I'd long forgotten the necessity of clothing that was hammered all too often into our heads by society outside of my new found world, and my hands remained the blisters and calluses from the horrendous typing and work I had to achieve to sustain myself. Finally, near the end of my journey I had out smarted my prey, the prey I had sought soo many months ago; Questers.
He had come into the open, ever watchful of the others as he spoke in a foreign tongue to my ears, he discussed many things but I could not hear him, I could not understand him, my fingers ready I typed in those fateful strokes, strokes that'd lead to the demise of the great beast. ''/kickban Questers for teh lulz'', oh how beautiful it sounded as I took aim, it was primed for the taking, the opportune moment, I remained quiet, watchful of the creature's movement. BAM. I squeezed down on enter and alas, the great beast had fallen, there was no scream, there was no sound, the other beasts around him scattered like the memories of my life long ago.
I had succeeded. I had triumphed. That day - I was the hunter. That day - I was the predator they called, Admin. I was later recovered by Panaire and Yohannes, who were struck with disgust of what I had become, they called me ''fgt'', and ''Abuse'', it was true, I had become these things, I had lost my mind and values. It took them years to rebuild who I was, my memories slowly came back to me and I began to realize the most important thing about myself and my journey. I was never out to find Questers; No, I was out to find myself - and thus I realized after reintegrating into society. The most important lesson that had finally epiphanized in my mind - I spent seven bloody months on an IRC channel, the hell is wrong with me.
[[Lol, you're welcome]]
I don't have a reply to that.
Where is Yohannes even?
he was on a couple of days ago
I swear I didn't have anything to do with that one @Kat Questers >.>
Welcome, Hasmonea! :D
Welcome Hasmonea :p
Welcome, Hasmonea! :D