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Most Nations: 686th Most Valuable International Artwork: 1,965th
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Where Cape of Good Hope puppets reside.



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Embassies: Cape of Good Hope and Conch Kingdom.

Tags: Medium, Password, and Puppet Storage.

Dreams of Good Hope contains 26 nations, the 686th most in the world.

Today's World Census Report

The Most World Assembly Endorsements in Dreams of Good Hope

World Census staff pored through World Assembly records to determine which nations were the most endorsed by others in their region.

As a region, Dreams of Good Hope is ranked 14,403rd in the world for Most World Assembly Endorsements.

NationWA CategoryMotto
1.The Holy Empire of FuzyInoffensive Centrist Democracy“Just because I'm not moving doesn't mean I'm dead!”
2.The Ignore The Typo of The Lost BatallionNew York Times Democracy“They stood strong and the legend still lives on”
3.The Republic of The warriors republic of ThunderclanInoffensive Centrist Democracy“Fight for the clan,and your future”
4.The Anarchistic State of Wild Awesome PeopleCapitalizt“Do whatever, I don't care.”
5.The Borderlands of The Children of EternityIron Fist Consumerists“Embrace the empty and you shall experience eternity.”
6.The Dominion of SpharumPsychotic Dictatorship“...”
7.The Dictatorship of S L A YPsychotic Dictatorship“Kneel or Die”
8.The Kingdom of PottleIron Fist Consumerists“One Crown, One Nation, One People”
9.The Konigreich of Isla NovergustInoffensive Centrist Democracy“A new world”
10.The Theocracy of RetaranCapitalizt“In Viska we Trust”
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Dreams of Good Hope Regional Message Board

Monsone wrote:-snip-

Erich could sense, in full force, the shock, horror and fear that CEVA-00Mk1a felt. Towards Inaki and, now, towards Erich. There was no anger, just fear.

Eventually, and with an exasperated sigh, she replied.

"So be it, i'll synchronise with Sarah...but i assure you, it will not work."

Tyramon wrote:

Delegata smiled and snuggled up against him more. Foggy tendrils emanating from her body began to caress Iblion's body.

"Corali is your apprentice, however."

Alena frowned.

"Is everything alright? you seem quite preturbed."

******

iblion let out a little giggle.
"Never change my beautiful Sorceress..." he murmured, planting a kiss on her forehead.

Roxium wrote:

(I'm now confused)

(alright, lets try to fix this)(the guy, sensing danger, is currently running towards an escape pod after finding the location of a nearby hiding spot with people who work for him)

Aerlanica wrote:"Corali is your apprentice, however."

Alena frowned.

"Is everything alright? you seem quite preturbed."

******

iblion let out a little giggle.
"Never change my beautiful Sorceress..." he murmured, planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine..." Witta said, waving her hand dismissively. "I just thought you were...talking about someone else."

******

Delegata smiled.
"And earlier you were saying that I should change my appearance."

Azulakas wrote:-snip-

Sarah drunk the coffee and smiled slightly.
"It's been a while since i've drunk actual Coffee and not some synthetic stuff..."

She drunk it slowly, taking it little by little. After a long, quizzical and cautionary look at the dates as is the case with anyone presented with new food, she took it and slowly nibbled through one. She raised an eyebrow as she looked at them and slowly continued to eat more.

"It's quiet...here...in the hospital...did you sleep ok?" She asked Mitra.

Tyramon wrote:

Delegata smiled.
"And earlier you were saying that I should change my appearance."

Alena frowned.
"Sensitive subject?" She asked.

******

Iblion chuckled.
"Personality wise; you treat me well. And you know, you're the only woman i've met who i actually don't want to bind to my will..."

He cackled.

"it was so fun with Witta; she thought i was caring and accomodating with her...it was so...intoxicating to crush that hope."

He shuddered with delight.

"You should have been there."

Aerlanica wrote:Alena frowned.
"Sensitive subject?" She asked.

******

Iblion chuckled.
"Personality wise; you treat me well. And you know, you're the only woman i've met who i actually don't want to bind to my will..."

He cackled.

"it was so fun with Witta; she thought i was caring and accomodating with her...it was so...intoxicating to crush that hope."

He shuddered with delight.

"You should have been there."

"Uh...a bit, yeah."

******

"But isn't it nice to have someone that you don't need to lie to? Who loves you for you?"

North South North West Kansas wrote:Lucas shrugs. “They’re basically putting poisonous radiation into your body, it kills the cancer cells but does a fair amount of damage in the process,” he explains.

“So, put it out somewhere away from people, where it can’t hurt anybody.”

Kansa seems completely at ease, though he’s keeping a watchful eye over the restaurant and it’s patrons. He happily takes a bite of his pancakes, observing Azulakas a bit as well.

“What’s wrong with him now?” Macy asks, looking at Thomas with panic in her eyes.

Noelle shrugs. “I’m still trying to decide on a genre, I’m thinking something in romance or adventure or maybe both, maybe my main character scours the world for her long-lost love, or something like that? It feels a little tacky, though...”

Kira smiles and holds her hand. “I love you so much.”

Carissa shakes her head. “August, how could she say that?! Who does she think she is?”
“Who?”
“My sister’s wife, Tsarina. She thinks she can make this decision for me.”

Connie looks at Tsarina and shakes her head. “So what exactly happened with Carissa just now?”

"They are very quick thing's, and have a long life expectancy"

Aerlanica wrote:*SNIP*

Monsone wrote:*SNIP*

Zoninite wrote:(alright, lets try to fix this)(the guy, sensing danger, is currently running towards an escape pod after finding the location of a nearby hiding spot with people who work for him)

HAA Longinus

Having been backed into a proverbial corner, Inaki reluctantly accepts the offer.

"Seeing as I have no choice, I'll accept the offer. Do know that if things go awry, you could have the blood of an entire galaxy on your hands." says Inaki as the Longinus transitions back into its normal configuration.

Some Time Later...

"We'll need to figure out Sara's baseline sync rate before we even ATTEMPT to synchronize her with the Ceva." says Risato. "Unfortunately, we did not bring any simulation bodies and our only other Evangelion was corrupted by Iblion." "We can't return to the CEVA Project Site without Ceva 0 Mark 1a, so we'll bring part of the site to us. As the CEVA Project is highly classified, we have to place it in a section of the Amaterasu-Gamma 3 system well away from both Augusta and any space colonies." says Inaki. Both Inaki and Risato are looking at a map of the Amaterasu-Gamma 3 solar system. "If possible, we'll use the Augusta-Amaterasu-Gamma 3 L3 lagrange point. Amaterasu-Gamma 3 should block direct observation of the site from Augusta, and the experimental cloaking fields from Cicada-1 should hide it from passing ships." says Inaki as he points to a spot on the map that is on Augusta's orbit, but on the side of Amaterasu-Gamma 3 exactly opposite Augusta itself. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lagrange_point) "It will take approximately 48 hours for Cicada-14 and NERV Section E to bring and set up all the required equipment for the sync test." says Risato.
"How's the work on Ceva 0 Mark 2 going?" says Inaki. "NERV Section E has just finished embryo extraction and are currently moving it to the assembly hall. Ceva 0 Mark 2 should be ready for its initial activation test in 20 hours." says Risato.

(CEVA-00 Mark II was made WITHOUT Celestial DNA and does not have a Celestial S2 core.)

Augusta-Amaterasu-Gamma 3 L3 Lagrange Point

A Roxium United Armed Force Augusta Division fleet arrives and begins assessing the lagrange point and forcing any non-Cicada and NERV ships to leave.

Scrap Rats

"Sure. Sides, I need some fresh air." says CK.

Oaterian Ship

(Okay)

The cloaked Cicada agents reach the location on the ship where the last detected Gun control signal came from. Meanwhile, the cloaked Cicada shuttle has moved some distance away from the ship, and has deployed a drone to monitor the side of the ship it can't see.

Aerlanica wrote:Sarah drunk the coffee and smiled slightly.
"It's been a while since i've drunk actual Coffee and not some synthetic stuff..."

She drunk it slowly, taking it little by little. After a long, quizzical and cautionary look at the dates as is the case with anyone presented with new food, she took it and slowly nibbled through one. She raised an eyebrow as she looked at them and slowly continued to eat more.

"It's quiet...here...in the hospital...did you sleep ok?" She asked Mitra.

The coffee is quite strong, and the dates very sweet, both balancing each other's taste in an interestingly modern yet unique way.

He nods, "Did you?"

The medical staff, hovering on the other side of the room takes a sigh of relief at the sight of Sarah eating and drinking something.

~Meanwhile, at President Ierna's office~
President Ierna is monitoring calls from different fleets of Coastguard and Navy ships, the treasury, and other sources related to special secret projects. Its barely reaching noon and it seems she is already ready to take a break, but there comes a knocking on her door.
"Ah, Mbak Asih, what brings you today..?"
The elder woman takes one look at the exhausted President and immediately raises an eyebrow.
"I've come to talk about Ms. Sarah Graham."
"Who..?"
"The diplomat from Aerlanica. She is still on our soil, and I wish to take charge of her."
"Ah, the one who doesn't have a nation anymore.. just.." she pinches her nose, "Fine, do as you wish with her, I ain't sending an escort fleet to a warzone to return her."
"Are you sure, President Ierna?"
A phone starts ringing, "Yes, yes, now please Mbak Asih, I am quite busy.."
Mbak Asih shrugs her shoulders, "Good luck" and with that, she turns and leaves.

Tyramon wrote:-snip-

Alena raised her hands.
"Say nothing further; i'll press no issue."

*******

"I must admit, it does feel good...but i think you won't fault me for toying with such a...lesser...entity."

Roxium wrote:

Scrap Rats

"Sure. Sides, I need some fresh air." says CK.

Oaterian Ship

(Okay)

The cloaked Cicada agents reach the location on the ship where the last detected Gun control signal came from. Meanwhile, the cloaked Cicada shuttle has moved some distance away from the ship, and has deployed a drone to monitor the side of the ship it can't see.

(Careful with the CEVA; it's power is much more than previously concieved.)

Scrap Rats

The woman nodded, stood up, and brushed herself down as she adjusted her assortment of necklaces.
"I'm Miranda by the way, i'm one of the three leaders of the Scrap Rats."

Miranda motioned for them to follow, past the now very much busy and apathetic office workers.

"This is one of our admin centres; we push numbers around, make reports, make sure everything goes to where it needs to go, and make sure no one takes any froth from the top."

They walked past this.

"It isnt as easy as you think," Miranda explained, "you have to separate each piece of scrap apart; wood, cloth, rubber, latex, plastic...so on and so forth. And don't even get me started on the metals; can't smelt down scrap steel with aluminium or such, that's just asking for trouble."

She reached a flight of stairs and began to descend.

"We export across Augusta, specifically around the cape, despite a fair chunk of our market being in the City of New Franco itself; Tyramon Factory Manager's quota's running a bit low? we sell him some overhead so he doesnt lose his. Maybe a Monsone or North South Kansas foreman needs some high quality steel on the cheap, we've more than enough to sell them."

She shrugged.
"We've gotten to the point where we're a very much viable and cost efficient source of raw or refined resources from copper to computer chips in both legal and black markets. So much so that people arent exactly amicable in wiping us off the map."

Miranda continued to descend.
"We're setting ourselves up for the long game; as more and more mines dry up and raw resources get rarer and rarer, recylcing is the future. We're the biggest recycling plant and refinery and when we get to the point where we're so influential, it makes sure New Franco stays free and the way we like it. We're not at that stage yet, so we're looking with baited breath north to the Tyramonians, and possibly with some concern to other powers; we don't know if they care or not, but they may see an Anarchistic city-state easy pickings for a base of operations; massive pre-existing and maintained port structure, sizeable oil fields, massive industrial sector and enough scrap to buy out a city of our own? hell...it's a mighty big prize for anyone to have, not to mention the tech."

Azulakas wrote:-snip-

Sarah paused, sighed, shook her head and shrugged.
"Can't have everything." She said mournfully.

She lent back.
"I...i couldn't..."

A pause.

"Nightmares?" Mitra suggested. He got a confused grimace.

"No...i guess...fear of the nightmares."

Tyramon wrote:Corali smiled and shrugged.
"You guys were giving me food and a place to stay. It was the least I could do."

Lucas smiles lightly. “Well, I really appreciate it.”

Aerlanica wrote:

"She's off to the capital or something, i don't know."

Connie tilts her head. “The capital? Why? And what’s all this about her getting killed?”

Azulakas wrote:

“…”
Her blue eyes, dark brown hair that curl at their ends, and her tanned skin make a pleasing pallet of natural colors. The colors she wears seem a bit odd, especially the old hoodie that’s byzantine purple, paired with a pale red sarong that’s patterned with birds makes for an odd fashion sense. Though, it all seems a bit dampened by the increasingly tense air about her, the way she drinks her tea is almost defensive in nature.

“I’ll be right back, hang on a second.” Kansas gets up and goes to another table, getting the small family checked out so they can leave, then cleaning off the table and dropping their dishes off in the kitchen before coming back to sit down by Azulakas. “Okay, um. What’s up?”

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