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In my neighbourhood
We don't live so good
The rooms are small
And the buildings made of wood
I hear the neighbours talking 'bout you and me
I guess I heard it all
'Cause the talk is loud
And the walls are much too thin
He don't really love her
That's what I heard them say
He sure wasn't thinking of her today, oh no
(He wasn't thinking of her today)
I saw them in the front yard
Said the boy in room 149
He was talking to a girl I've never seen before
And standing there together, oh they looked so good
I don't want to hear it anymore
(I don't want to hear it)
I don't want to hear it anymore
(Anymore)
'Cause the talk just never ends
And the heartache soon begins
The talk is so loud
And the walls are much too thin
Ain't it sad, said the woman down the hall
That when a nice girl falls in love
Ain't it just too bad that she had to fall
For a boy who doesn't care for her at all?
(It's so sad)
I don't want to hear it anymore
(I don't want to hear it)
I just can't stand to hear it anymore
(Anymore)
'Cause the talk just never ends
And the heartache soon begins
The talk is so loud
And the walls are much too thin
I don't want to hear it anymore
(Can't stand to hear it)
(Don't want to hear it)
I just can't stand to hear it anymore
(Don't talk about it)
(Can't stand to hear it)
Oh, baby, baby
I just can't stand
gosh, I've always loved Dusty Springfield.
Headed to dinner, I'll stop spamming,
I love Dusty
As I said, it was deliberate! Roleplaying and all that.
Post by Nairbas suppressed by 
Big Bad Badger.
If anyone wants good 80s montage music look up Go West - We Close Our Eyes
If anyone wants good 80s montage music look up Go West - We Close Our Eyes
Ah yes, the default flag. I'm quite familiar with it, after having it for over a year.. oops..
Speaking of flags......
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Hi. Flags by Fujai is a flag shop where you can request any flag you would like, and I'll make it for you.
Shoot me a telegram if you would like a flag, and check out/upvote my dispatch:
Themes, Brands, and Logos
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Hello, and welcome to Fujansk Designs, formerly Flags by Fujai, a graphic design service run by yours truly, Fujai (pronounced foo-yEYE).
While this service began with flags, it has since expanded to include regional themes, branding (for nations, storefronts, or anything else), maps, seals, badges, awards, coats of arms, banners, and any other type of graphic design!
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A couple notes:
My only request is that after I've made you a design (assuming that you like it), you point people in my direction if they ask about it or need something designed.
If you'd like to credit me in an IC roleplay, you may credit
Keirvann, Fujai's premier design collective.Programs I use, if you're curious:
For designing, I mainly use Adobe Illustrator (95%), Adobe Photoshop (4%), and
FlagMaker (1%). Free alternatives to Illustrator and Photoshop are Inkscape and GIMP. If you are a student or work for a university or large company, you probably have some sort of discount for Adobe products. If you don't have a discount, they charge ridiculously exorbitant prices for much the same functionality as the free alternatives.- ColorBrewer.org is a great utility for making scientifically tested color schemes for maps and other forms of data visualization. Color.adobe.com is also a useful tool for making color schemes.
I use
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This will always be a completely free service.
Thanks!
--Fujai
P.S. please don't steal my work, if you want to use something, just ask.
Also, take a look at New fakeland's flag rating dispatch in Balder!
Flag of the West Pacific
The West Pacific wordmark
TWP Ministry of WA Affairs wordmark
Proposed The Western Dragon wordmark (rebranded newspaper)
Proposed government structure of TWP
Flag of The West Pacific
The West Pacific wordmark
Emblem of The West Pacific
Universitetet i Keiserholde (University of Keiserholde)
Universitetet i Keiserholde Sólrúner
Keiserholdes Tunnelbana (subway)
FJU (Fujai Utsending), Fujai's national public-service broadcasting organization
Keirvatn, Fujai's premier design collective
The Keiserholde Sentinel
Fujansk Stadion (Fujai National Stadium)
Continental Congress of Polaris (TWP RP)
University of Ozorus (Crandolus)
Lampadaires Associé (Reçueçn)
Sporting Saint-Carl (Reçueçn)
League of Environmental Alliances
Coronet Airlines
Alagion International
International Revolutionary Front for the Advancement of Pie
Map of Avrostadt
Locator Map of Avrostadt
Population Density Map of the Fylka of Fujai
Locator Map of Fujai (non-canon)
Velktinget website header (Legislature of Fujai)
Velktinget composition chart (Legislature of Fujai)
University of Ozorus Ocelots foorball uniform (Crandolus)
Sanjurika National Football (Soccer) Team primary and secondary kits
Sanjurika National Football (Soccer) Team logo
Fjord og Fjell (Fjord and Mountain) Magazine cover
TWP February Election Schedule
Unofficial TWP Election Schedule
Anti-Marsupial
TWP Needs You
Endorse and Protect
tl;dr Lots of designs. They're cool. Ask and I'll make you one.
Otherwise, you can check out my thread on the West Pacific forums here:
Thanks!
--Fujai
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Big Bad Badger, Liliarchy, and The Holy Principality of Saint Mark
why?
Because !
Oh, he's center field.
"The Bears Still Suck"
https://youtu.be/avRHH9uAL4Q
How many times must we take this disgrace
Another Bears fan throwing insults in our face
The Packers are the greatest team to ever play the game
Even if from time to time they've been a little lame
How could you ever love a team with Jim McMahon
Not even Porky Pig was as big a ham
They got a reputation that's mostly based on luck
The Bears…Still…Suck
The Bears still suck, the Bears still suck
The Bears still suck, the Bears still suck
They really really really really really really suck
Yes the Bears…Still…Suck
If you drive to Soldier Field they make you pay a toll
For cripes sake they only won one lousy Super Bowl
They make fun of Wisconsin, but we don't get upset
Where do you think that they're all headed every chance they get
We don't really hold a grudge 'cause this is all in fun
As far as football rivalries we're both number one
Still we wouldn't mind seeing Ditka run over by a truck
'Cause the Bears…Still…Suck
The Bears still suck, the Bears still suck
The Bears still suck, the Bears still suck
They really really really really really really suck
Yes the Bears…Still…Suck
(All the ladies now) The Bears still suck, the Bears still suck
The Bears still suck, the Bears still suck
They really really really really really really suck
Yes the Bears…Still…Suck
(Everybody now) The Bears still suck, the Bears still suck
The Bears still suck, the Bears still suck
They really really really really really really suck
Yes the Bears…Still…Suck…HEY !!
Post by R w 1 suppressed by Big Bad Badger.
Did Green Bay loose?
No, but your grammar did!
Here's a good song for an early Friday morning.
You put your cleanest dirty shirt on
Then you stagger down to meet the dawn
You take a ride upon a bus, it's just a fuss
You know it keeps you born
You get to know a morning face
You get to join the human race
You get to know the world
Has passed you by
Who cares? You might be dead
Who cares? You stayed in bed
Who cares? You wrote the note
Who cares? You might have spoke
Wake up!
You take a snack to fill the gap
And then you're ready for another shift
Your attention was diverted
By the girl who smiled and made the lift
The radio is blaring out
It's in one ear and then it's out
You didn't notice that the record's over
Who cares? You might be dead
Who cares? You stayed in bed
Who cares? You wrote the note
Who cares? You might have spoke
Wake up!
In the road a crowd had gathered
And a man was close to dead
The blood is running down the gutter
While you're yawning, nothing's said
His body's wriggling like an eel
They got no sense, no touch, no feel
Somebody better go and get a blanket
Who cares? You might be dead
Who cares? You stayed in bed
Who cares? You wrote the note
Who cares? You might have spoke
Who cares?
Here! This Way! Just turn! PLEEEEEEASE!
I was going to sing you all an entirely different song, but then I remembered what day it was, so here is this....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGPSqE74F0Q
Close the coalhouse door, lad
There's blood inside
Blood from broken hands and feet
Blood that's dried of pitblack meat
Blood from hearts that know no beat
Close the coalhouse door, lad
There's blood inside
Close the coalhouse door, lad
There's bones inside
Mangled, splintered piles of bones
Buried 'neath a mile of stones
Not a soul to hear the groans
Close the coalhouse door, lad
There's bones inside
Close the coalhouse door, lad
There's bairns inside
Bairns who saw the blackness slide
Bairns beneath the mountainside
Bairns that had no time to hide
Close the coalhouse door, lad
There's bairns inside
Close the coalhouse door, lad
And stay outside
Geordie's standing at the dole
And Mrs Jackson, like a fool
Complains about the price of coal
Close the coalhouse door, lad
There's blood inside
There's bones inside
There's bairns inside
So stay outside
--xx--
Anyone fancy a dirge? No, not a Justin Bieber song.
This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule.
When thou from hence away art past,
Every nighte and alle,
To Whinny-muir thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.
If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon,
Every nighte and alle,
Sit thee down and put them on;
And Christe receive thy saule.
If hosen and shoon thou ne'er gav'st nane
Every nighte and alle,
The whinnes sall prick thee to the bare bane;
And Christe receive thy saule.
From Whinny-muir when thou may'st pass,
Every nighte and alle,
To Brig o' Dread thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.
From Brig o' Dread when thou may'st pass,
Every nighte and alle,
To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.
If ever thou gavest meat or drink,
Every nighte and alle,
The fire sall never make thee shrink;
And Christe receive thy saule.
If meat or drink thou ne'er gav'st nane,
Every nighte and alle,
The fire will burn thee to the bare bane;
And Christe receive thy saule.
This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule.
Post self-deleted by The scandnavian union.
"Mother of Pearl" - Roxy Music
Turn the lights down
Way down low
Turn up the music
Hi as fi can go
All the gang's here
Everyone you know
It's a crazy scene
Hey there just look over your shoulder
Get the picture?
No no no no (Yes)
Walk a tightrope
Your life-sign-line
Such a bright hope
Right place, right time
What's your number?
Never you mind
Take a powder
But hang on a minute what's coming round the corner?
Have you a future?
No no no no (Yes)
Well I've been up all night again
Party-time wasting is too much fun
Then I step back thinking
Of life's inner meaning
And my latest fling
It's the same old story
All love and glory
It's a pantomime
If you're looking for love
In a looking glass world
It's pretty hard to find
Oh mother of pearl
I wouldn't trade you
For another girl
Divine intervention
Always my intention
So I take my time
I've been looking for something
I've always wanted
But was never mine
But now I've seen that something
Just out of reach, glowing
Very Holy grail
Oh mother of pearl
Lustrous lady
Of a sacred world
Thus: even Zarathustra
Another-time-loser
Could believe in you
With every goddess a let down
Every idol a bring down
It gets you down
But the search for perfection
Your own predilection
Goes on and on and on and on
Canadian Club love
A place in the Country
Everyone's ideal
But you are my favorita
And a place in your heart dear
Makes me feel more real
Oh mother of pearl
I wouldn't change you
For the whole world
You're highbrow, holy
With lots of soul
Melancholy shimmering
Serpentine sleekness
Was always my weakness
Like a simple tune
But no dilettante
Filigree fancy
Beats the plastic you
Career girl cover
Exposed and another
Slips right into-view
Oh looking for love
In a looking glass world
Is pretty hard for you
Few throwaway kisses
The boomerang misses
Spin round and round
Fall on featherbed quilted
Faced with silk
Softly stuffed eider down
Take refuge in pleasure
Just give me your future
We'll forget your past
Oh mother of pearl
Submarine lover
In a shrinking world
Oh lonely dreamer
Your choker provokes
A picture cameo
Oh mother of pearl
So so semi-precious
In your detached world
Oh mother of pearl
I wouldn't trade you
For another girl
*Takes screen shot of Today's World Census Report*
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4irXQhgMqg
Rolling Stones at their best :)
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love, both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and I must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I want to see your face painted black, black as night, black as coal
Don't want to see the sun, flying high in the sky
I want to see it painted, painted, painted, painted black, yea
Bhang Bhang Duc and Vennesas
"Black-Throated Wind"
https://youtu.be/Nqou2V5VooQ
Bringing me down,
I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars.
Passing me by,
The busses and semis,
Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars.
But I'm here by the road,
Bound to the load
That I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars.
Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up,
The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars.
The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a life where nothing is new.
Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost from the light.
Ohhh, I'm drowning in you.
I left St. Louis, the City of Blues,
In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget.
I tried to pretend it came to an end
Cause you weren't the woman I thought I once met.
But I can't deny that times have gone by
When I never had doubts or thoughts of regret
And I was a man when all this began
Who wouldn't think twice about being there yet.
The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in.
And it speaks of a life that passes like dew.
It's forced me to see that you've done better by me,
Better by me than I've done by you.
What's to be found, racing around,
You carry your pain wherever you go.
Full of the blues and trying to lose
You ain't gonna learn what you don't want to know.
So I give you my eyes, and all of their lies
Please help them to learn as well as to see
Capture a glance and make it a dance
Of looking at you looking at me.
The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a lie that could almost be true.
Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light.
I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna do
Goin back home that's what I'm gonna do
Turnin' around,
That's what I'm gonna do
'Cause you've done better by me
Than I've done by you. . .
"Fee"
https://youtu.be/_72RmEedSE0
In the cool shade of the banana tree
On the rugged trail toward the balcony
A child of the twentieth century
A dried up Goliath and a weasel named Fee
Far away in another place
A fading beauty named Milly Grace
And a bamboo cane to help her keep the pace
Fee was a Buddhist prodigy
Long past the age of maturity
Someday he knew it would set him free
Like it did for Floyd the chimpanzee
Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
That's completely free.
You're racing with the wind
You're flirting with death
So have a cup of coffee
And catch your breath
Fee first met Milly in a bar in Peru
His heart was jumping like a kangaroo
Like a beast in a cage in an old Dutch zoo
It was hopping and thumping in wooden shoes
But Floyd was jealous and alone
He wanted Milly for his own
A desperate craving in his bones
"Their love", he said, "I will not condone."
Then one day on a ship to Quebec
Floyd found Milly on a lover's trek
He picked up a bottle and broke off the neck
It sliced through the air, and Fee hit the deck
Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
That's completely free
You want to stay with Milly
Until you're dead
But you just got a bottle
Upside your head
Milly turned and began to scream at Floyd
said "You think you're pretty mean"
And though she was as thin as a small string bean
She slammed him in the face with a nectarine
Floyd fell back over the edge of the ship
Till he hung from the rail by his fingertip
said, "Floyd I'll make you lose your grip
With this tiny piece of paper I can make you slip"
So Milly took that paper and did the deed
Floyd hit the water with astonishing speed
And as the sharks circled and began to feed
Milly knew her weasel was finally free
Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
That's completely free
Floyd is dead; he's nothing but a ripple
Cause Milly took that paper
And sliced him on the nipple
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