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Mifan empire wrote:*Princesses Lexis contacts America on the possibility of a long term stay so that she could get to better know American culture*

Princess Lexis was welcomed to the United States, and an itinerary for a royal cross-country visit was sent to her for her approval.

Mifan empire wrote:OOC: Not gonna lie I laughed.

*She used her wings to start minor flight will jabbing into the woman repeatedly. She didn't even notice the agents rushing towards her*

OOC: "the sex-haver MUST DIE"

IC: The whine of a capacitor charging could be heard, then silence. An electric blast from one of the men's strange guns struck Kira in the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious. The woman stood up. The snow stopped falling
One of the men took off his hat. "Whew. That was a close one."
"You're telling me," muttered the gunwoman as she clutched her wounds. "Let's get her out of here." The other man began to drag her into the car they jumped out of.
"And the target?"
She looked down at Chan. "Leave him. The termination was successful; that's the beginning and end of our work. Let the boys in blue take care of that mess."

>

When Kira woke up, she was alone in some kind of motel room, apparently unharmed. The key, the bill for the room, some cash and her cellphone were all waiting there on the nightstand. A note, scrawled in black pen, was left behind on the bathroom mirror:
"DON'T LOOK FOR US."

Mifan empire

The vampire clans

Mifan empire wrote:Yeah he is. Is my delegate gonna get greeted or not?

I'd also like to know if our castle ship is accepted

Mifan empire

American restoration

Union of sovietic republics of brazil wrote:*USRB Gorvernment sends a representative to the meeting.*

The USRB delegate is welcomed. An American diplomatic staffer, and a senior CIA agent undercover as a different diplomatic staffer, received them.

Mifan empire wrote:Yeah he is. Is my delegate gonna get greeted or not?

The delegate from the Mifan Empire is welcomed. Ambassador Mei, having returned to America for family matters, is there to meet them.

American restoration

The vampire clans wrote:I'd also like to know if our castle ship is accepted

OOC: is this castleship something that is going to piss off my navy or

Anarcha

American restoration wrote:Princess Lexis was welcomed to the United States, and an itinerary for a royal cross-country visit was sent to her for her approval.
OOC: "the sex-haver MUST DIE"

IC: The whine of a capacitor charging could be heard, then silence. An electric blast from one of the men's strange guns struck Kira in the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious. The woman stood up. The snow stopped falling
One of the men took off his hat. "Whew. That was a close one."
"You're telling me," muttered the gunwoman as she clutched her wounds. "Let's get her out of here." The other man began to drag her into the car they jumped out of.
"And the target?"
She looked down at Chan. "Leave him. The termination was successful; that's the beginning and end of our work. Let the boys in blue take care of that mess."

>

When Kira woke up, she was alone in some kind of motel room, apparently unharmed. The key, the bill for the room, some cash and her cellphone were all waiting there on the nightstand. A note, scrawled in black pen, was left behind on the bathroom mirror:
"DON'T LOOK FOR US."

*She approves of most of it but asks that her assistant Jugram be allowed to come with her on her trip*

*She looks at the mirror and laughs. They think they can just do that. She used what she found in the room to prepare a minor ritual. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't fearful but she didn't have doubt, she couldn't have it for what she was about to do. She began to sing a slow song in fairy, the room filled with a light fog as a figure slowly formed in the mirror. Slowly a metal man with a burning skeleton head appeared in the mirror. "I sense much desire for justice and revenge in you. I give you the power of a seeker, just know that when your ride is through, ah you already know." The figure slowly disappeared and Kira felt something in her chest that wasn't there before, she knew she succeeded. She quickly made her way to whoever ran the motel*

American restoration wrote:The USRB delegate is welcomed. An American diplomatic staffer, and a senior CIA agent undercover as a different diplomatic staffer, received them.
The delegate from the Mifan Empire is welcomed. Ambassador Mei, having returned to America for family matters, is there to meet them.

Uh

Mifan empire wrote:OOC: Your also going to need proper seating (a cushion would do fine) and make sure the building is able to handle his weight

*Prince Samson makes his way to America on a private plane designed specifically for Centaur travel. He is followed by two human aides and one half-human half-elven aide*, along with a two Ork security detail*

*This is his brother in-law

The vampire clans

American restoration wrote:OOC: is this castleship something that is going to piss off my navy or

It's just a very big ship that looks sort of like a castle. It's what the leaders travel in.

American restoration

Mifan empire wrote:*She approves of most of it but asks that her assistant Jugram be allowed to come with her on her trip*

The American staff agrees to add Jugram to the guest list.

Mifan empire wrote:*She looks at the mirror and laughs. They think they can just do that. She used what she found in the room to prepare a minor ritual. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't fearful but she didn't have doubt, she couldn't have it for what she was about to do. She began to sing a slow song in fairy, the room filled with a light fog as a figure slowly formed in the mirror. Slowly a metal man with a burning skeleton head appeared in the mirror. "I sense much desire for justice and revenge in you. I give you the power of a seeker, just know that when your ride is through, ah you already know." The figure slowly disappeared and Kira felt something in her chest that wasn't there before, she knew she succeeded. She quickly made her way to whoever ran the motel*

In the lobby below, a man in that amorphous age likely substance abusers have between twenty and forty-five scratched his patchy beard and gazed into his phone, completely ignoring Kira. The rest of the lobby, which hadn't been updated since the eighties, was empty.

Mifan empire wrote:Uh

i lost track okay im allowed to make mistakes here

Mifan empire wrote:OOC: Your also going to need proper seating (a cushion would do fine) and make sure the building is able to handle his weight

*Prince Samson makes his way to America on a private plane designed specifically for Centaur travel. He is followed by two human aides and one half-human half-elven aide*, along with a two Ork security detail*

*This is his brother in-law

Some press nearby snapped photos. Centaurs were known to the Americans but were a rarity. An American diplomat greeted them warmly. "Prince Samson! Welcome to America. I trust you found your travel arrangements to be up to the task."

Mifan empire

American restoration wrote:The American staff agrees to add Jugram to the guest list.
In the lobby below, a man in that amorphous age likely substance abusers have between twenty and forty-five scratched his patchy beard and gazed into his phone, completely ignoring Kira. The rest of the lobby, which hadn't been updated since the eighties, was empty.
i lost track okay im allowed to make mistakes here
Some press nearby snapped photos. Centaurs were known to the Americans but were a rarity. An American diplomat greeted them warmly. "Prince Samson! Welcome to America. I trust you found your travel arrangements to be up to the task."

Answer my post, please

The vampire clans

American restoration wrote:OOC: is this castleship something that is going to piss off my navy or

Where should I dock

American restoration wrote:The American staff agrees to add Jugram to the guest list.
In the lobby below, a man in that amorphous age likely substance abusers have between twenty and forty-five scratched his patchy beard and gazed into his phone, completely ignoring Kira. The rest of the lobby, which hadn't been updated since the eighties, was empty.
i lost track okay im allowed to make mistakes here
Some press nearby snapped photos. Centaurs were known to the Americans but were a rarity. An American diplomat greeted them warmly. "Prince Samson! Welcome to America. I trust you found your travel arrangements to be up to the task."

OOC: It's cool, I think I've made some worse ones tbh

*She begins her trip to America*
You can decide where she comes out first and if you wanna do a interview with her first I'm down for that

*Kira looked at the man and questioned speaking to him. She instead decided to just walk out and find out where she was*

*One of the Orks responded to the flash of one camera with a loud "No Flash. Hurt Eyes." The lucky press guy snagged a good photo of the prince though. He was taller than the average human and appeared as one would expect for a centaur. He appeared to be black by humans standards with light black skin. His hair appeared to be styled and was brownish gray. He wore a what appeared to be a mix of armor and traditional clothes, his clothes dropped down to his shins like a dress. While Press guy observed the photo Samson replied to the diplomat "Well the floors not caving in on itself so frankly so far they have been marvelous"*

American restoration

Flowrisa wrote:The Flowrisan diplomatic staff walk out from the jetways, talking to each other about the summit going to take place. They continue talking and review papers, even as they stop to greet the American delegation. Finally, a young woman, dressed similarly to the rest of the delegation walks up to the American diplomatic staff. Of course, this was Antonia, leader of the delegation and the most totally-qualified person to be an ambassador.
“Hello. I assume you’re the American diplomatic staff here to greet us, no?”

"Of course. Welcome to America." The man greeting the Flowrisans smiled warmly as he shook her hand. "My name is Garry Johnson, senior Foreign Service Officer." He cleared his throat, excited but nervous. "I must say, Ms. Antonia, your reputation precedes you. Here in America, you are very well known and respected. Your leadership role and heroism in the Reformed United Nations (short-lived as it was) and your continued involvement in successful peace efforts have been noticed here, and it is definitely impressive. I must admit I admire your work."
Confirming Johnson's words, a gaggle of press approached, snapping pictures of Antonia and the delegation and taking video for news channels.

OOC: Want the "celebrated humanitarian" Lukas Anastasios to come with?

The vampire clans wrote:*a Vampiric Castleship sets sail and heads to The United States

Escorted by the US Navy destroyer USS Churchill and by a small fleet of police boats, the Clans' castleship arrives in New York Harbor at night. The American diplomatic staff is waiting for them on land so that they can confirm their arrival and ferry them to the hotel they would be staying at. The large NYPD presence, complete with armored cars, mounted police, and riot equipment, did little to dissuade protests against the meeting. From behind police lines and metal barricades, angry humans shouted anti-vampire slogans. The Vamp Lives Matter protest wasn't planned to start until the next night, so the few pro-vampire rights counter-protesters who arrived were either shouted down or beaten back faster than police could respond.

Mifan empire

American restoration wrote:"Of course. Welcome to America." The man greeting the Flowrisans smiled warmly as he shook her hand. "My name is Garry Johnson, senior Foreign Service Officer." He cleared his throat, excited but nervous. "I must say, Ms. Antonia, your reputation precedes you. Here in America, you are very well known and respected. Your leadership role and heroism in the Reformed United Nations (short-lived as it was) and your continued involvement in successful peace efforts have been noticed here, and it is definitely impressive. I must admit I admire your work."
Confirming Johnson's words, a gaggle of press approached, snapping pictures of Antonia and the delegation and taking video for news channels.

OOC: Want the "celebrated humanitarian" Lukas Anastasios to come with?

OOC: As said by Emperor Palpatine and everyone at least once in their lifetime: Do it.

“Thank you for the flattery, Mr. Johnson. I must say, it is an honor to be serving as the Ambassador to America.” Antonia replies, also smiling warmly. The Flowrisan delegation, meanwhile, was just just standing there, smiling to the press. Mentally, they were just thinking “I don’t even know what to do, but hey, let’s act like we’re celebrities on the red carpet!” Some, mostly the younger ones, stuck some poses as the press was taking pictures, because of course they would want to do so, when faced with a wall of cameras.

Mifan empire

The vampire clans

American restoration wrote:"Of course. Welcome to America." The man greeting the Flowrisans smiled warmly as he shook her hand. "My name is Garry Johnson, senior Foreign Service Officer." He cleared his throat, excited but nervous. "I must say, Ms. Antonia, your reputation precedes you. Here in America, you are very well known and respected. Your leadership role and heroism in the Reformed United Nations (short-lived as it was) and your continued involvement in successful peace efforts have been noticed here, and it is definitely impressive. I must admit I admire your work."
Confirming Johnson's words, a gaggle of press approached, snapping pictures of Antonia and the delegation and taking video for news channels.

OOC: Want the "celebrated humanitarian" Lukas Anastasios to come with?
Escorted by the US Navy destroyer USS Churchill and by a small fleet of police boats, the Clans' castleship arrives in New York Harbor at night. The American diplomatic staff is waiting for them on land so that they can confirm their arrival and ferry them to the hotel they would be staying at. The large NYPD presence, complete with armored cars, mounted police, and riot equipment, did little to dissuade protests against the meeting. From behind police lines and metal barricades, angry humans shouted anti-vampire slogans. The Vamp Lives Matter protest wasn't planned to start until the next night, so the few pro-vampire rights counter-protesters who arrived were either shouted down or beaten back faster than police could respond.

*Lord Rastov, Lord Dusk, Lady Isabella, Lady Elizabeth, and Lord Yanse step off the boat, a host of other Vampire Nobel's and Aristocrats follow. The leaders of each Clan and various Covens also step off the ship. The Vampire Counts disembark as well.

*Blood Keep Knights in bulky red and gold armor and Vampire guards with sleek black trench coats and modern weapons follow.*

The vampire clans

The vampire clans wrote:*Lord Rastov, Lord Dusk, Lady Isabella, Lady Elizabeth, and Lord Yanse step off the boat, a host of other Vampire Nobel's and Aristocrats follow. The leaders of each Clan and various Covens also step off the ship. The Vampire Counts disembark as well.

*Blood Keep Knights in bulky red and gold armor and Vampire guards with sleek black trench coats and modern weapons follow.*

*Lord Rastov takes note of the anti Vampire protests*

Lord Ravtov: How..distasteful.

Lady Elizabeth: Now now, pay them no mind. These simpleton's don't represent nearly all of them.

Lady Isabella: They sure represent a lot of them. Maybe our peace efforts came too soon. They don't seem ready.

Lady Elizabeth: If not now, then it never would have happened. There are just as many humans that speak in favor of us, and peace.

Lord Dusk: They would have lost far more then that..

Lord Rastov: The blood trade would be infinitely beneficial to us. Imagine, no need to travel outside our lands to hunt. Peace with the Humans would ensure safety for all of our kind.

Lady Isabella: What about you, Yanse, you've been quiet sense we entered their waters.

*Yanse studies the protesters, and the police keeping them back*

Lord Yanse: It only matters that their government is interested in peace. That should be our focus.

Post self-deleted by Union of sovietic republics of brazil.

I accidentally outlawed immigration by allowing anyone to be voted in as president, how did that happen?

Union of sovietic republics of brazil

Anarcha wrote:I accidentally outlawed immigration by allowing anyone to be voted in as president, how did that happen?

Idk

Union of sovietic republics of brazil wrote:Idk

It was more of a rhetorical question but thank you for the input

Mifan empire

*The following is a transcript from the video Interview 2348-I: Former Elven Slave posted on the official Mifanese Goverment Video Stream Channel:

Interviewer: Please state your name

Jon: Jon Jebus Desig

Interviewer: Is it true you were a former Elven Slave?

Jon raises his arm and points to a number on it

Jon: Iva 26, Yes I was a slave

Interviewer: How did you escape?

Jon: Me and my friend escaped together. Rode his back to freedom

Interviewer: Your friend was a Centaur?

Jon: Yes, Jack was also a Elven slave.

Interviewer: How did you know Mifan would accept you

Jon: My Father had me read smuggled books about Mifan. Said I had to have faith, I had faith.

Interviewer: What happened to your Father?

Jon: Last I saw of him he was being beaten by the slaver, didn't do nothing. They said they were making sure he kept doing nothing. The next day he wasn't there, they say he tried to escape. I know they killed him in cold blood

Interviewer: What they make you do as a slave?

Jon: Had to do be thier Butler. Clean thier house, serve them drinks, what they make boys do before they send them to the factories, or the mines, or the damn rings.

Interviewer: What was the worse thing they did to you that you remember?

Jon: They had some guests over. Don't know who they were, some important family. One of the guests daughters wandered around. Found me, started talking to me, said I was cute or something, eventually she kissed me on the cheek. Her father didn't like that when he found out, he and his boys beat me till the sun come down. Couldn't move for a day, which lead to another beating, happened again and again for a while. Don't even know why they stopped

The video then ends with the words "continued in 2349-I"

OOC: You can suggest questions if you want

Union of sovietic republics of brazil

American restoration wrote:"Of course. Welcome to America." The man greeting the Flowrisans smiled warmly as he shook her hand. "My name is Garry Johnson, senior Foreign Service Officer." He cleared his throat, excited but nervous. "I must say, Ms. Antonia, your reputation precedes you. Here in America, you are very well known and respected. Your leadership role and heroism in the Reformed United Nations (short-lived as it was) and your continued involvement in successful peace efforts have been noticed here, and it is definitely impressive. I must admit I admire your work."
Confirming Johnson's words, a gaggle of press approached, snapping pictures of Antonia and the delegation and taking video for news channels.

OOC: Want the "celebrated humanitarian" Lukas Anastasios to come with?
Escorted by the US Navy destroyer USS Churchill and by a small fleet of police boats, the Clans' castleship arrives in New York Harbor at night. The American diplomatic staff is waiting for them on land so that they can confirm their arrival and ferry them to the hotel they would be staying at. The large NYPD presence, complete with armored cars, mounted police, and riot equipment, did little to dissuade protests against the meeting. From behind police lines and metal barricades, angry humans shouted anti-vampire slogans. The Vamp Lives Matter protest wasn't planned to start until the next night, so the few pro-vampire rights counter-protesters who arrived were either shouted down or beaten back faster than police could respond.

When the meeting will begin?

American restoration

Mifan empire wrote:*She begins her trip to America*
You can decide where she comes out first and if you wanna do a interview with her first I'm down for that

OOC: will she want to attend the vampire summit, or would she rather travel elsewhere?

Mifan empire wrote:*Kira looked at the man and questioned speaking to him. She instead decided to just walk out and find out where she was*

She was outside of a Motel 5, a chain of small cheap hotels that dotted the less-traveled areas of the American countryside. A nearby road sign, battered by wind and rain, welcomed her to Bridgewater, Shenandoah. A nice enough place outside the motel, as it turns out, but still way out in the middle of nowhere.

Mifan empire wrote:*One of the Orks responded to the flash of one camera with a loud "No Flash. Hurt Eyes." The lucky press guy snagged a good photo of the prince though. He was taller than the average human and appeared as one would expect for a centaur. He appeared to be black by humans standards with light black skin. His hair appeared to be styled and was brownish gray. He wore a what appeared to be a mix of armor and traditional clothes, his clothes dropped down to his shins like a dress. While Press guy observed the photo Samson replied to the diplomat "Well the floors not caving in on itself so frankly so far they have been marvelous"*

Paparazzi, eager to do the first pointless online story about centaurs, continued to take pictures. The diplomat laughed. "That's good to here. I don't think you'll be encountering any collapsed floors here. In Manhattan, we build them to last."
The Mifanese delegation's special motorcade arrived, complete with a vehicle designed for Samson. "We had it custom-built by Chrysler," mentioned the diplomat. "I hope you like it."

Flowrisa wrote:OOC: As said by Emperor Palpatine and everyone at least once in their lifetime: Do it.

“Thank you for the flattery, Mr. Johnson. I must say, it is an honor to be serving as the Ambassador to America.” Antonia replies, also smiling warmly. The Flowrisan delegation, meanwhile, was just just standing there, smiling to the press. Mentally, they were just thinking “I don’t even know what to do, but hey, let’s act like we’re celebrities on the red carpet!” Some, mostly the younger ones, stuck some poses as the press was taking pictures, because of course they would want to do so, when faced with a wall of cameras.

The American press fed off the Flowrisan's energy. Johnson smiled when he saw the staffers making poses. "I think you'll fit in quite well here."

Another figure descended from the Flowrisan delegation's plane. His face was obscured by the sheer number of bags he was carrying. "Agh- by the gods, Antonia, what did you pack in here? Bricks!?"
Johnson seemed surprised at the voice. "That sounds like... Hold on, let's get that for you!"
A few staffers came to help him with the luggage. Lukas, revealed, breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you for that. I forgot how heavy clothing can be..."
"It's Lukas Anastasios!" Johnson shook his hand. "We're glad to have you here. Welcome to the States!"
Lukas nodded, responding awkwardly. "Uh, hello... Have we met?"
"Well, no. But you're something of a celebrated humanitarian in the Renegade Islands, and news about your story and what you are doing has reached America. I'm sure the VLM movement will be glad to have you here."
"Vee-el-am? What is that?"
Gary coughed awkwardly. "Oh, I assumed you already knew. It's a pro-vampiric rights group that has started in the United States. They're planning a demonstration at the UN building tomorrow, during the summit."
"Huh. I should check that out, certainly..." He turned to Antonia and smiled. "I'm here to help the Flowrisan delegation, though. I don't want to get in the way."
"Of course, of course." Johnson clapped his hands together. "Should we go to the motorcade, then? I can show you your hotel, or a tour of New York if you would like."

The vampire clans wrote:*Lord Rastov, Lord Dusk, Lady Isabella, Lady Elizabeth, and Lord Yanse step off the boat, a host of other Vampire Nobel's and Aristocrats follow. The leaders of each Clan and various Covens also step off the ship. The Vampire Counts disembark as well.

*Blood Keep Knights in bulky red and gold armor and Vampire guards with sleek black trench coats and modern weapons follow.*

The vampire clans wrote:*Lord Rastov takes note of the anti Vampire protests*
Lord Ravtov: How..distasteful.
Lady Elizabeth: Now now, pay them no mind. These simpleton's don't represent nearly all of them.
Lady Isabella: They sure represent a lot of them. Maybe our peace efforts came too soon. They don't seem ready.
Lady Elizabeth: If not now, then it never would have happened. There are just as many humans that speak in favor of us, and peace.
Lord Dusk: They would have lost far more then that..
Lord Rastov: The blood trade would be infinitely beneficial to us. Imagine, no need to travel outside our lands to hunt. Peace with the Humans would ensure safety for all of our kind.
Lady Isabella: What about you, Yanse, you've been quiet sense we entered their waters.
*Yanse studies the protesters, and the police keeping them back*
Lord Yanse: It only matters that their government is interested in peace. That should be our focus.

The protests continued, unabated. Police and news helicopters danced overhead. Ambassador Willow Rosenberg, interim ambassador to the Vampire Nation, was there to greet the leaders.
"Welcome to the Federation for American Restoration, or the United States of America. Whichever you prefer. I know the situation is rather... upsetting here, but our security is top-of-the-line. We will be safe. I hope you didn't have any trouble traveling?"

Mifan empire

American restoration wrote:OOC: will she want to attend the vampire summit, or would she rather travel elsewhere?
She was outside of a Motel 5, a chain of small cheap hotels that dotted the less-traveled areas of the American countryside. A nearby road sign, battered by wind and rain, welcomed her to Bridgewater, Shenandoah. A nice enough place outside the motel, as it turns out, but still way out in the middle of nowhere.
Paparazzi, eager to do the first pointless online story about centaurs, continued to take pictures. The diplomat laughed. "That's good to here. I don't think you'll be encountering any collapsed floors here. In Manhattan, we build them to last."
The Mifanese delegation's special motorcade arrived, complete with a vehicle designed for Samson. "We had it custom-built by Chrysler," mentioned the diplomat. "I hope you like it."

OOC: She would prefer to travel elsewhere but she wouldn't mind speaking about Vampires to America

*She tried to find a restaurant or dinner to have breakfast in*

*He responded "It certainly looks nice, doesn't have the finesse of Mifanese car but it certainly will do. Better than galloping I suppose." His aides remained quiet and the Orks tried to remain imposing. Samson spoke up again "My brother Exodes said there was going to be a interview at some point, I want to know if he was screwing with me or not."*

OOC: You can decide on the Interview happens or not

American restoration wrote:The American press fed off the Flowrisan's energy. Johnson smiled when he saw the staffers making poses. "I think you'll fit in quite well here."
Another figure descended from the Flowrisan delegation's plane. His face was obscured by the sheer number of bags he was carrying. "Agh- by the gods, Antonia, what did you pack in here? Bricks!?"
Johnson seemed surprised at the voice. "That sounds like... Hold on, let's get that for you!"
A few staffers came to help him with the luggage. Lukas, revealed, breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you for that. I forgot how heavy clothing can be..."
"It's Lukas Anastasios!" Johnson shook his hand. "We're glad to have you here. Welcome to the States!"
Lukas nodded, responding awkwardly. "Uh, hello... Have we met?"
"Well, no. But you're something of a celebrated humanitarian in the Renegade Islands, and news about your story and what you are doing has reached America. I'm sure the VLM movement will be glad to have you here."
"Vee-el-am? What is that?"
Gary coughed awkwardly. "Oh, I assumed you already knew. It's a pro-vampiric rights group that has started in the United States. They're planning a demonstration at the UN building tomorrow, during the summit."
"Huh. I should check that out, certainly..." He turned to Antonia and smiled. "I'm here to help the Flowrisan delegation, though. I don't want to get in the way."
"Of course, of course." Johnson clapped his hands together. "Should we go to the motorcade, then? I can show you your hotel, or a tour of New York if you would like."

“Of course. I’d to go to the hotel where we’re going to be staying.” Antonia says, smiling still. “Hello, Lukas.” She smiles at him, while her mind was wandering off to another dimension. New York rivaled Constantinople, the Queen of Cities, with its massive skyscrapers, the traffic, the people who were literally everywhere, almost everything was on par with Constantinople. With the arrival of the U.S. on the world stage, perhaps Olympus would move to New York instead of back to Flowrisa...

American restoration

OOC: headcannon for what Manhattan looks like
https://thumbs.gfycat.com/ShockingThornyEider-size_restricted.gif

Mifan empire

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