by Max Barry

Latest Forum Topics

Advertisement

Search

Search

Sorry! Search is currently disabled. Returning soon.

[+] Advanced...

Author:

Region:

Sort:

«12. . .3,2073,2083,2093,2103,2113,2123,213. . .3,2513,252»

The life in the favelas of the soldrania
Pier woke up to the sound of gunfire, it was like his clock, he walked to his bathroom, or what he calls a bathroom where he brushed his teeth with an old used toothbrush that was

probably was made in his grandfather's era, he put on his clothes adjusting them to make him seem more professional, he slung his Skorpion onto his armed and exited the old

decrepit house, outside there were children walking some armed with Kalashnivok rifles, after all, many stashes had been abandoned since the war with the Texans, others were armed

with 1911's seeing how they couldn't carry the rifle from its weight, Pier disregarded this and kept walking holding his Skorpion thigh with his finger on the trigger, walking down the

pavemented road in which many had died, alongside the road which was full of potholes, and explosion marks from the bomb cars, it was a usual sight now seeing a mark of blood or

an unlucky drunk who stayed up too late and ended up with his throat cut open and his clothing or whatever he had stolen off him the police or what remained of it never came up to

the favelas, it was too dangerous and there was nothing.

To gain up there, Pier kept walking ignoring the armed children playing football as if nothing were wrong, has he walked down the road he was a small group of extremely skinny men

gathered around a fire, "homeless bastards" he thought, as he walked past them the group tried charging him, all armed with rusty knives, Pier turned to fire his Skorpion ripping

through the chest of one of the men, his partners stopped has another burst went flying onto the head of a fellow person charging, he immediately died, of course, the near by children

hearing the gunshots ran onto cover, only a small few tried firing onto the homeless group barely hitting them has they ran off into a dark valley, Pier sighed "F*cking bastards made

me waste half of my mag" He sighed as he kept walking down, finally reaching his destination, the door guarded by two men both armed with FALs, with ski masks and armbands,

has the Pier entered he encountered to the man who hired him, the man extended his hand and shook Pier’s “You clearly got skill if you can reach this deep into the slums” Pier smiled,

was he gona be accepted? Or was he gonna be denied, The old sickly man stood up “Sadly you don’t meet the no thieves request” Pier's eyes shook wide open has the doors close he

tried firing his gun, but a sharp pain hit his liver, he fell to his knees and looked up at the man “You shouldn’t have stolen that Skorpion, Pier” A shot rang out on the room has Pier’s

head was blown apart, the scorpion fell alongside him reading a small engraving “Vive Como Tu, moriras Como yo”.

And so it the life in the favelas of the soldrania, wild, violent, and miserable.

Tags:Azoris, Draconovox, Romaniche.

NationStates Moderators wrote:Who will lose all his nations if he continues to harass this region.

Got damn, mf got incinerated with the force of a hydrogen bomb-

Olivedrabionis wrote:CARES!

GOTTEM

Olivedrabionis

A few hours later, Elena and Ethan are at a restaurant enjoying the meal. While Elena is eating a salad, Ethan prefered a pizza.

Elena: I’m really happy we got to meet. You know, just us two.

Ethan: Yes. I turned my phone off. I don’t wanna be bothered anymore when I am with you.

Elena (smiles): Oh really?

Ethan (smiles back): Yes. Really.

Elena: So what do you want to do after we finish here?

Ethan: Does a walk on the beach work?

Elena (smiles): Of course.

Another couple takes seat behind them. Ethan looks over Elena’s shoulder, looking very surprised.

Ethan: Impossible...

Elena: What?

Ethan. Look behind you.

Elena takes a short look and spots Sheriff Dubrov and a tall, blonde lady sitting at the table behind her. He turns back to Ethan and smiles.

Ethan: What do we do?

Elena: Say hi to them.

The 4 met and had a great time. Ethan learned that Dubrov isn’t such a tough person, at least when he is not on duty. After an hour of eating, drinking, chatting and having fun, Dubrov asks the two to come to his house, along with the lady he was with, who is also a cop named Lili. It is 9 and a half PM and the four enter the house and are invited by Dubrov to sit in the big living. He pours each person a glass of wine, without asking if they want it, and started talking

Dubrov: Listen, now, this room is full of cops. Right?

Elena: I am a dispatcher. I only answer phone calls...

Dubrov: That still counts. The thing is...you all know the thing that happens. Those religious extremists have been going crazy recently, and it looks like they have their own enemies. The good thing is, we have snitches inside the organization of course, and quite recently we put our hands on a precious piece of intel. We know where their meetings are held.

Ethan: That is...huge.

Dubrov: Indeed. We also have a series of people that were suspicious, but now we surely know they are part of this...”Brotherhood”. Now listen. Lili already knows, but there has been another crime. One of the guys we have been tracking has been killed. The assassin blasted in his house and also killed his 8 guards.

Elena: God...

Dubrov: Whoever is doing this, knows how to do this. Now listen, we know this guy that got killed is a member, but we did not find his necklace. You know what this means?

Ethan: The assassin took it.

Dubrov: Yes. And he is going to infiltrate their HQ. Or they. God knows how many people are actually comitting those assassinations.

Ethan:...so what is your plan?

Dubrov (looks at Lili): We came up with something, actually.

tag: Romaniche Azoris Draconovox Casillas islands

Casillas islands

Hope your day improves if it isn't good, but if it's good hope it keeps that way!

Albakovoso, Aquiliea, and Hjalm

The liberated union of americana

Haiiii im new to Nation States

Casillas islands, Suwaya, and Novos romanos

The liberated union of americana wrote:Haiiii im new to Nation States

Greetings

The liberated union of americana

Novos romanos wrote:Greetings

Novos lol

The liberated union of americana wrote:Novos lol

What?

The liberated union of americana

Novos romanos wrote:What?

i dont know how to start my nation, i mean i have profile all be it not as detailed

Novos romanos

The liberated union of americana wrote:i dont know how to start my nation, i mean i have profile all be it not as detailed

We can talk about this on the discord, join it

The liberated union of americana

invite me on discord

Novos romanos

Novos romanos wrote:We can talk about this on the discord, join it

Ayyy you inviting people?

Southeast maine

Hello!

Southeast maine wrote:Hello!

Hello, I heavily encourage you to join the discord!

Southeast maine

The soldrania wrote:Hello, I heavily encourage you to join the discord!

Okay!

Southeast maine

I found this region from my friend who is definitely not just me in disguise

Southeast maine wrote:I found this region from my friend who is definitely not just me in disguise

Nice

I’m ranked 18th in the region for length of stay and I congratulate everyone who has been here longer. It seems like yesterday I joined. As for anyone who hasn’t been here as long I encourage you to take root, it’s very rewarding.

Air nomads colony

Southeast maine wrote:I found this region from my friend who is definitely not just me in disguise

friends.
who needs them?

Akumanga wrote:Ayyy you inviting people?

i guess

The soldrania wrote:The life in the favelas of the soldrania
Pier woke up to the sound of gunfire, it was like his clock, he walked to his bathroom, or what he calls a bathroom where he brushed his teeth with an old used toothbrush that was

probably was made in his grandfather's era, he put on his clothes adjusting them to make him seem more professional, he slung his Skorpion onto his armed and exited the old

decrepit house, outside there were children walking some armed with Kalashnivok rifles, after all, many stashes had been abandoned since the war with the Texans, others were armed

with 1911's seeing how they couldn't carry the rifle from its weight, Pier disregarded this and kept walking holding his Skorpion thigh with his finger on the trigger, walking down the

pavemented road in which many had died, alongside the road which was full of potholes, and explosion marks from the bomb cars, it was a usual sight now seeing a mark of blood or

an unlucky drunk who stayed up too late and ended up with his throat cut open and his clothing or whatever he had stolen off him the police or what remained of it never came up to

the favelas, it was too dangerous and there was nothing.

To gain up there, Pier kept walking ignoring the armed children playing football as if nothing were wrong, has he walked down the road he was a small group of extremely skinny men

gathered around a fire, "homeless bastards" he thought, as he walked past them the group tried charging him, all armed with rusty knives, Pier turned to fire his Skorpion ripping

through the chest of one of the men, his partners stopped has another burst went flying onto the head of a fellow person charging, he immediately died, of course, the near by children

hearing the gunshots ran onto cover, only a small few tried firing onto the homeless group barely hitting them has they ran off into a dark valley, Pier sighed "F*cking bastards made

me waste half of my mag" He sighed as he kept walking down, finally reaching his destination, the door guarded by two men both armed with FALs, with ski masks and armbands,

has the Pier entered he encountered to the man who hired him, the man extended his hand and shook Pier’s “You clearly got skill if you can reach this deep into the slums” Pier smiled,

was he gona be accepted? Or was he gonna be denied, The old sickly man stood up “Sadly you don’t meet the no thieves request” Pier's eyes shook wide open has the doors close he

tried firing his gun, but a sharp pain hit his liver, he fell to his knees and looked up at the man “You shouldn’t have stolen that Skorpion, Pier” A shot rang out on the room has Pier’s

head was blown apart, the scorpion fell alongside him reading a small engraving “Vive Como Tu, moriras Como yo”.

And so it the life in the favelas of the soldrania, wild, violent, and miserable.

Tags:Azoris, Draconovox, Romaniche.

Soldrania IRA

Am i the only one who realise akumanga flag look like if a japanese empire flag and a north korean flag have a baby akumanga flag will be the baby

Republic of Texas Texas wrote:Soldrania IRA

But no bomb cars

The soldrania wrote:But no bomb cars

then what's the point

«12. . .3,2073,2083,2093,2103,2113,2123,213. . .3,2513,252»

Advertisement