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OOC: And I'm here to make sure he always knows that there's a viable alternative in changing his mind to his old mindset.
Indeed, Discord. If I hadn't, who knows, maybe I wouldn't have let Chadicia and Germania run me out of the region. But then, I am almost glad I did, because I still have another region I can go to and improve while this one continues to crash and burn like the car wreck it has become.
OOC: Toughen up! We're fireproof, so if it crashes and burns like a car then we can stick around and restore the burned car!
Believe me, I wish the Despot would have taken this more seriously. Because in my belief, the region would be far better off without the conspirators still being here able to dictate everything to their whims.
OOC: You never told me who my father was.
According to who, you? According to you, I'm guilty of anything and everything. But do you know why I managed to survive so long, only to be taken out by a moderator? Because unlike you, I know how to survive. I know that success does not rest on decisive action, but rather on calculated risks over a long period of time. The Despot didn't find me guilty of anything; in fact, he even admitted that a "coalition of the most powerful nations in the region" could beat him.
And that said, again. Who are you to determine what the Despot says or think? And based on that last sentence, I believe that a Minister should declare you guilty of contempt against the Despot and the region as a whole, with a punishment that he would decide upon himself, with no consultation from me, because I not hold no position. I'm just saying my thoughts with proper reverence for the Despot by not assuming sh*t.
I agree she's nice. But she had the same thing happen to her as did happen to me; she got chased out by being hated on and beaten so many times. And you wonder why she left.
OOC: Not survive very well, since you keep getting taken out by moderators. You know the number 1 rule for survival on this website? "Don't Tick Off the Moderators!"
OOC: And I'm his Great Uncle!
Because you too were beaten within an inch of existence due to being a hyper-aggressive ploy. Otherwise you'd be someone's colony still.
You keep forgetting, I'm not afraid of any 'punishment' here; Being ejected is a source of relief, not terror, and I welcome it just as much, if not more so, if the Despot decided to eject the four I detest so much instead.
OOC: What is hypersex?
OOC: oh okay
OOC: Still survived well enough to not go down with Valcouria. There's a reason why regional power shifted from you to all those who Valcouria incessantly complains about. And besides, I'm down OOC, but America still lives IC. My survival was always spoken of in IC terms, not OOC.
OOC: You see, when birds and bees... they... uh...
Go ask you mum!
OOC: I define my success at survival by how close to the top of the region's Residency list I am. I won't be satisfied until I am number 1!
If you ask me, I think the AOD was a much better place before. Unlike my friend Emperor Constantine, I still have hope for this region, but then I wasn't torn to pieces by greedy vultures...
Your fellow dictator,
Princess Twilight Sparkle
OOC: So uh...
OOC: Calmed down now.
OOC: Okay, I won't read through all the salt then.
OOC: Loathing, unadulterated loathing!
OOC: Calm down uncle, the wars over.
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