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I think I'm back from my break in the roleplay. Can someone tell me what I have missed and what is the current state of the world?
Twelve titans, North italian union, Frellor, and Yymea dispatch puppet
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Mordusville, Frellor, and Conarcth
Ventus Prime and Cymiopolis
Cymiopolis, New united carolinas, and Frellor
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I like it :)
It’s that time again folks.
The Tenth Fleet was currently stationed outside Ventura’s orbit. Ventura was located in the middle of the system, making it a crucial planet to keep hold of in the war.
It had been a year since Raphtalia had been liberated from her captors and since then she had been reading, writing, and learning how the Nebula she was standing in operates. Fortunately, she was a quick study.
Now, as she was walking down the hall in her naval uniform, it almost felt as if her childhood was finally left behind her. Of course, before she could truly be assigned a role she would have to attend the Naval Academy on one of the Republic worlds but for now she was an apprentice to one of the crewmen who she had a feeling was slightly infatuated with her.
Suddenly, an alarm rang throughout the ship. “We are under attack! All crew to their stations! All pilots report to the hangar area!”
The CIC was attacking now? The planet had its strategic advantages but at this point it would be almost impossible to take back. The Confederacy was obviously getting desperate. But Raphtalia had no idea what was about to come next.
The ship suddenly lurched as it’s systems suddenly shut down, pitching the entire ship into darkness before emergency power turned itself on. Were they just hit with an ion cannon?
Raphtalia had no station to go to but she knew engineering would need all the help they could get. However, the sudden explosion next to her would send her flying as her head hit against the wall, knocking her out.
When Raphtalia came to, she was lying on a bed in what appeared to be the hospital wing. She heard the door near her open as someone walked in. “Oh good you’re awake.”
Raphtalia looked over, seeing a girl with snow white hair wearing a pilot’s uniform. “You’re...Captain Snow?”
“That’s right, though Lysithea is fine,” Snow replied as she helped her up. “How are you feeling?”
“My head is killing me but I’m okay. How long was I out?”
“Not long, I found you in the hallway and carried you back here.”
“Wait, the attack...what happened?”
“An enemy fleet ambushed us and they had a ship we haven’t seen before, a big one at that. It used some sort of large ion blast to knock out the entire fleet. Most of the crew escaped but some of the escape pods malfunctioned due to the attack. As far as I know, we’re the only ones left.”
“Wait... so you stayed behind to help me?”
“You’re part of this ship too, so why wouldn’t I? Besides, you wouldn’t be much help unconscious l,” she smirked.
Raphtalia felt herself blush. “Oh um...I guess I never did introduce myself. I’m Raphtalia.”
“A pleasure to meet you,” Lysithea said as the two shook hands. “Now we need to get out of here. We may not have an escape pod but we can always fly, so we need to head to the hangar.”
The two made their way towards the hangar, though something was still bothering Raphtalia. “If we were attacked, why hasn’t this ship been destroyed?”
“No idea, either we’re not worth wasting a few turbolaser salvos or they want to take it and salvage it. And we can’t have that.”
They finally made it to the hangar. “You have any flight training?” Lysithea asked.
“I haven’t...”
“Well that narrows it down,” Lysithea replied as she headed over to an ARC-170. “Never actually flew one of these but I like to think it’s the Z-95’s big brother. I’ll need you to take the rear gunner seat. Can you handle it?”
“Yeah, I know the layout pretty much.”
Lysithea had to find and reboot an Astromech droid before it went into its socket on the ship. “The doors have been closed so we’ll just have to punch through,” she said as she tossed Lysithea a helmet.
Raphtalia strapped into her seat as Lysithea checked all systems as the ship started warming up. “Are you ready?”
“They’ll be on us as soon as we get out, huh?”
“Yeah, which is why I’m gonna need you.”
The engines came to life as the ship lifted up. Lysithea then aimed for the door and fired as two lasers punched a hole through the hangar doors, causing the suction of space to start pulling the other ships forward. “Here we go!” Lysithea punched it and the ship shot straight out of the hangar, faster than she imagined. “Wow this ship is faster than I expected!”
Through the cockpit, Lysithea could see the remains of the Tenth Fleet, as well as the CIC ships nearby. “Look at the size of that thing...” she murmured. The ship in question was bigger than most CIC craft, and the ion cannon emplacement was hard to miss.
Right now, all she had to do was jump to lightspeed and put this all behind them. But as she looked towards the large dreadnought, her mind was made up as she launched towards the fleet.
Raphtalia had a feeling where they were going as the Republic fleet moved away from their position. “What are you doing!? We can’t take on a whole fleet by ourselves!”
“I’m not taking on the entire fleet, I’m going after that ion cannon,” Lysithea said. “That ship took out an entire fleet and if we don’t take it out, we could lose this war and then what?” Raphtalia was silent and Lysithea wondered if she went too far. “I’m sorry, I-!”
“No, you’re right, but now’s not the time to talk, I’m counting three bogeys on our tail.”
“Got it, I’ll keep an eye on their cannons.”
Droid starfighters were coming up behind them but Raphtalia was ready. She used the ship’s targeting computer and lined up her shot before opening fire. The cannons shot at a fast pace and she managed to clip one of the ship’s wings before it crashed into the other. “I got one!”
“Great! Don’t get cocky!” Lysithea’s handling of the ship was almost unreal, she was able to duck and weave while doing some damage of her own. “Coming up on the ion cannon...” There was no clear weak spot but she knew attacking the edges could do enough damage. She lined up her shot and launched two proton torpedoes at the far side of the circular disk. The torpedoes landed and a number of explosions erupted around the edge of the disk.
“Ion cannon disabled!”
“Great, now can we please get out of here?”
The fleet was converging on them but that still didn’t deter Lysithea. “We just need to give ourselves some distance and-” She stopped as she picked up something on radar. “Ships coming in...Republic transmission.”
Five ships suddenly appeared near the planet, one that caught Lysithea completely off guard.
“That’s a Praetor-class,” she said softly. “Could that be...?” She opened up a frequency. “Republic ships, this is Captain Snow of the Tenth Fleet, do you read me?”
It wasn’t long before there was a response. “This is Admiral Pellaeon of the First Fleet. Captain, we’re responding to a distress signal that was transmitted. I see the enemy caught you by surprise.”
“Yes sir, but we managed to take out the enemy’s ion cannon. I think you can take care of the rest.”
“Understood Captain, feel free to dock inside our hangar. We’ll handle this.”
After the ship landed inside the Praetor’s hangar, the two girls came out and Lysithea suddenly hugged the other. “That was amazing!” Lysithea squealed happily. “You know, you might not make a bad pilot in a few years.”
“Oh, well, I’m not really sure what I want to do yet.” She paused for a moment. “But listen, I just wanted to say...thank you. For rescuing me back there.”
“Come on, I only did what had to be done.”
“I mean it. And that’s why...I owe you a life debt now.”
“A... life debt?”
“On my world, if someone were to come to another person’s aid, that person would swear to be by their side for the rest of their life, hence a life debt. From now on, I swear to be by your side and to protect you.”
“Wait a minute, this is happening too fast!” Lysithea said, her turn to blush. “You can’t be serious.”
“I am, and even if you say no, I’d still feel obligated to serve you.”
“Look...let’s put it a different way. How about from now on we’ll be the best of friends and we’ll always have each other’s backs?”
Raphtalia thought for a moment before smiling. “Alright. Best friends forever?”
“Best friends forever.”
BREAKING NEWS
The King is dead! Long live the King!
His Majesty King Caracé passed away this morning at the age of 60, surrounded by his wife Queen Magdalena, his son Prince Tabaré, his wife Princess Bianca and grandson Prince Yamandú.
The announcement was made by the Estévez Royal Palace. The King lost a year long battle to lung cancer. His son Prince Tabaré will be crowned as King Tabaré after the 7 day mourning period that the Prime Minister Gonzalo de Orgaz announced once the news was confirmed.
The funeral will take place at the Royal Palace, in Zorrilla, the nations capital.
News in progress
*BREAKING NEWS*
ST-LAMBROS | Lambrinia, Cymiopolis
After a harrowing ordeal that could have potential led to national unrest, the "Lambrinian Crisis" has finally come to a close. Following a commando-style raid on a LLF compound located deep within Lambrinian rainforest, Portinabican diplomat Albrecht Núñez has finally been freed from captivity with only minor injuries sustained during the initial kidnapping 10 days prior.
The squad of 10 Evzones sustained no casualties due to the immediate surrender of the LLF members who who were caught completely by surprise. All 15 terrorists were arrested, and the documents found within the compound, containing names and future plans, have led to the arrest of over 80 others.
With the crisis over, martial law has been lifted, air travel may resume, and the nation shall begin to heal. A state funeral for Pavlos Papadopoulos, the Lambrinian Finance Minister who was found dead 3 days ago, will be held tomorrow at the Agios Lambros Cathedral in the provincial capital.
Oriental, New united carolinas, and Frellor
ShangXiang Imperial Palace
40 mins after the attack in NUC
Hiei clicked about in her strappy high heels. Reading her various reports from the days events in the world. She rolled her eyes at the report from the New Years Event. While annoyed at the fact that something so barbaric could happen at an event of genuine kindness and celebration, she was also equally pleased that she had successfully protected her ruling Monarchs from this vile act. She walked purposefully down the long eloquent hallways of the Imperial Palace, and arrived at the door of Emperor Erwin Zenzefer III's Study room, where he had been doing his paperwork, as well as the general legislation, and the polls from his people regarding current issues that were important to them.
Hiei knocked on the door. "Come" said a voice from behind the door. Hiei opened the door, bowing reverently before entering. Erwin was signing papers with Momo close beside him, as always. She simply refused to be away from her husband, and her love for her husband ran as deep as her love for her home country of Japan, and the bond equally inseparable. "Princess Hiei, come my sweetheart." Said Momo looking up. Hiei shut the door quietly behind her. She banged her heels together and bowed again. "Empress Kawashima, Emperor Zenzefer III, i come with news from the New united carolinas." She said, rising from her bow.
"Oh Hiei, you and your formalities. You know, you don't always have to be so formal. Relax a little bit will you sweetie? Mother and Father is also fine, we didn't adopt you for you to be so formal about it." Momo said. Erwin was notably silent. Signing papers and writing personal letters to citizens wasn't an issue, more like he was quite bad at speaking to others. He hated speaking, he found the tradition of public speaking to be boring, and incredibly contradictory. He didn't like speaking in general. He enjoyed the peace and quiet, sure. However, the dulcet tones of his wife's voice were music to his ears. He did enjoy speaking to his family, even if he was rather bad at it.
Hiei bowed again. She pushed her lustrous ruby red glasses up her nose. "I understand. This is quite true. Ehm, Mother, Father, news from the New United Carolinas. A murder was attempted by an agent of Kunkenga on the Chancellor of 
Ventus Prime, whom we have recently become economic allies with. Notably, as well, Celestial Empress Kiyomi I of The sakura nippon was in attendance, and while thankfully safe, was in harms way at the moment of the attempted assassination." Hiei said. Erwin violently banged his fist on the desk. "Dirty communist barbarians!" he shouted. Momo jumped. "Adi...p-please calm down." She said in a fearful tone. Erwin gently embraced Momo, remembering he wasn't the only person in the room. He kissed her gently on the top of her head. "Im ok angel." He replied softly.
"Hiei, I am indebted to you. It is because of your advice and your wise council that I did not have to suffer the traumas of that event. You are a shining example of how effective advisors are when a leader puts their trust in the wisdom of those trained to do your work. I'm beginning to wonder if you are a fortune teller. I am aware that is impossible, but you couldn't have predicted this as accurate as you have without some sort of 6th sense." Erwin said.
Hiei bowed again. "I am here to serve. For the health and welfare of my Monarchs, my parents, and my nation." She replied. "Emperor, Empress, what do you plan to do about this? Surely there are some thoughts and some ideas that you must have." She asked. "Glass them. Every square kilometer of their nation....glass" Erwin said. "Adi please." Momo said. "I know girly girl. Lets just continue the seraph fighter supply to Ventus. Ill prepare a letter or parchment of sorts for the Celestial Empress. I think it is wise to offer the confines of High Charity II to our allies." He said
Kiyomi: "Well you are allowed to wear shoes outside the palace and inside the palace, really there had been a few times Western political leaders visited this place and wore their shoes inside the palace as well as a few of the Imperial Palaces being used for tourism. However I treat my palaces as my home, this is where I was born and where many of my ancestors or Emperors and Empresses came from." she replied as she walked towards the entrance of the Palace, the two guards who guarded the door opened it the Palace doors as they walked, "Our nation has been in isolationism after the 2nd Russo-Japanese War. My Grandmother being Imperial Empress Shizuka I thought that if Japan went into isolationism like during 1639 to 1853, she thought that she can have Japan prosper again in population and economic growth. Population did grow but unfortunately this took up more agricultural land and the economy didn't grow. She simply didn't know that in order to prosper in this timeline. A nation would have to become globalized. Japan is far from being globalized. Still we have many nations to make contact with and many draconian laws to change that has crippled the nation's safety and welfare of its people. Thanks to the Regents 'democratic' government which was funded by Zaibatsu's. However I had the backing of the Imperial Army, Navy and Air Service which had led a coup to establish a military rule, then another coup to establish me as an Absolute Monarch," she explains.
Kiyomi: "People have high hopes for me, if I disappoint them I may risk being overthrown, hence why they call this Era 'The Kiyomi Restoration'. Restoring Beauty to Japan and bringing peace after centuries of turmoil. Hard to do so without the help of the Ministers and other educated people, she says, she then enters the Palace and takes her geta off, she then also takes off her socks revealing her feet that seemed to have shined like a pearl upon the suns reflection, as she brushed her hair off her shoulder, "Aha perhaps I could try one of your shoes when I'm in a more formal attire? This is more of my traditional outfit, I always wear it for diplomatic purposes, not to force my culture upon people but it is more for beauty and traditional purposes and I hope people are to appreciate that I carry on the tradition of an Empress wearing traditional clothing," she replied. She then walked on further and walked towards the living room of the Palace. When they entered it seemed to have a mixture of modern equipment and traditional furniture. A flatscreen TV hooked onto the wall and there was a Kotatsu facing it.
Kiyomi: "So what exactly made your nation go into isolationism, or has it always been isolated from the world?" she asked curiously with her foxy tail wagging gently left to right.
Kiyomi: "Well let's say you wanted to buy a $2 Caribbean Dollar soda pop in Japan. That would be ¥200 Japanese Yen. Unsure what it would be in Credits but that's rather cheap for a space ship?" Kiyomi said rather confused, "Not too many space ships cost below a million Caribbean Dollars and I am afraid it could lead to your industry having to need more money to get and make the materials for the ship. Though I'll see to it that we purchase a few of your ships,"
Kiyomi: "With the technology and Space Craft development I mean you have to talk to the CEO of Tenko Corporations, it is a Private Industry, I don't know if I should actually call it private now since I'm also a shareholder of the corporation. If it does something I don't like I'll reduce the value of the stocks which they don't want me doing. I can put in a good word for your scientists if needed be, however it's not really the problems with manpower but more to do with funding. My government can't funnel in 400-900 Billion Dollars in R&D to complete the Space Crafts. It would take around 2-3 years to get that sort of money in Japan with the GDP estimated to rise after this year because of the ending of Japanese Isolationism," she replied using her hands to gesture as she was talking and then brought them together on her lap.
The Servant would leave the luggage out next to the Empress
Kiyomi: "Oh, I see, Greetings Vice Chancellor Raphtalia, is congratulate you on your promotion, it must be stressful to become a political figure in a big nation like that you serve, also it is your Majesty, not your Highness, only a Hime (Princess) can be called a Highness" she says in sarcasm with her tongue sticking out childishly.
Kiyomi: "Of course me being 17 I guess you can consider me as a Hime. Anyways! My sarcasm aside, hehe, my staff are doing fi-- ehhh!?" she would say in shock as she turned towards the servant who was stuck in between the door of the Imperial Palace waving his hand around needing help as his head was hidden between all of the luggage he was holding.
Servant: "A-A little help, your Majesty?" the old okamimimi servant would say as he was waving his free hand at them. The Empress would then hastily walk towards him and pull him out with all her might. Eventually he was freed and a pile of suitcases tumbled over them, "My suggestion your Majesty, please don't take too much back with you,"
Kiyomi: "Well who knows what you need, I am going to another planet, who knows what sorts of diseases, creatures, and entities awaits in the vast darkness of space and planets," she says as she got up brushing her shirt, "Apologies for the amount of things I have brought, hehe," she says as she scratched the back of her head now thinking she had fame over prepared, after all it was her first trip to distant stars. She has never been off Terra in her teenage lifespan.
“Ah, I see. The only reason we would charge less is because I realize you wouldn’t be able to afford them at regular...meaning I’m doing it as a gesture of good will and all. My fear is that, while it’s unlikely, someone will take advantage of your economic and military shortcomings and try to invade you. If anything, having a few ships that can fly circles around the enemy can’t hurt?”
“That’s a lot of stuff...” Lysithea murmured.
“Oh don’t worry Kiyomi,” Raphtalia said. “Nubila actually shares a lot in common with Earth. As for the diseases and creatures, those are only found in the rainforests. As far as traveling, it’s really not that bad, it feels like an average flight in half the time.”
“Let’s not overwhelm her, Raph,” Lysithea said as she escorted them on board. One of the ship’s crew offered to take Kiyomi’s belongings. “This will be a short flight but for now you can stay in Raphtalia’s room. It’s not big but but you’ll both be able to fit.”
“And since you’re our guest of honor, I would be happy to fill you in on Kapteynian culture,” Raphtalia said with a big grin on her face. It wouldn’t be long before the ship began to take off and leave Earth’s atmosphere.
"I understand, which is interesting, since I'm not of Western birth Celestial Empress. I remember living under your mother Celestial Empress Ayumi I. I'm excited and pleased at what you are doing and have done for our homeland. In fact, we too are a Monarchy, that is mostly absolute, but we have a certain way of running our nation that seems to please the people rather well. If I may Celestial Empress, as a girl who lived under the same laws that you claim to be so draconian, i had never been a happier, more prosperous girl ever. Marrying my Adi is the only thing that possibly could best it. I have the deepest respect for you, the Katsune Imperial Family, and the nation of Japan." Momo politely bowed and then walked close to Kiyomi. Making sure to remain a respectful distance away however, so as not to insult her Imperial Majesty. "As for your agriculture, we have found that our nation produces vast amounts of grains and produce. So much so, that we have been sending the excess to High Charity II to be sold, which is somewhat contradictory since the city is self sufficient. Perhaps you might be interested in some of it for your own people. We would be honoured to assist you in any way we can. A gift from our people to yours."
"I too have high hopes for you. I am sure that like your mother, you will be more than capable of carrying out your duty as the leader of our nation. Personally I couldn't be more pleased with how you are taking this. That being, how prepared you seem to be and how seamless your transition has been." Momo bowed before entering the palace, sliding her flats off, revealing her feet, which were as close to perfect as was biologically possible. Her bright pink toenail polish lustered and shone beautifully. "Oh im not worried in the slightest. youre free to try them whenever you want. I actually brought along my yukata as a change of clothing. You are hardly pushing your own culture in your own nation." Momo replied smiling.
"We went into isolation the moment we founded. The first Emperor, Wilhelm I, didn't like outsiders. We then had a 7 year civil war in 2081. We call this "The Great Struggle." and it put Erwin's family into power. Erwin I was an influential General Prefect and was quite popular with the people. In fact, he moved the capitol to what is now ShangXiang. After that, isolationism remained, because Erwin didn't want a distraction of other nation's affairs while we rebuilt the nation. Erwin II, my dear Adi's father, was a bit mad in the head, and didn't care much for outsiders either. So yes, it took my husband to bring this nation out of isolationism and try to make some friends." Momo finished, smiling at her Empress.
-Most Serene Ministry of Foreign Affairs-
The Most Serene Republic of Cymiopolis would like to extend its deepest condolences to the Uruguayan Royal Family. We would like to inform the Kingdom of Oriental that Doge Andreas Mavrokordatos himself will attend His Majesty King Caracé's funeral in Zorilla. The Doge would also like to request a meeting with the soon-to-be crowned King Tabaré if he so desires.
-Antonios Kapodistrias,
Minister of Foreign Affairs
Oriental, North italian union, and Frellor
Cymiopolis, North italian union, Frellor, and Uboy
-NWI Department of Internal Affairs-
Another month, another regional cultural event. Surprise, surprise: It's another themed flag competition. Following a recent Discord social poll, it has been decided this month's theme will be Colonialism. Flags can therefore be the you old colonial flag imposed on you by your colonial overlord or, in the case that you're nation was a colonial empire, the colonial flag of one of your now-defunct or current colonies. Considering the results shown in previous flag competitions, I expect only the best from this region. The submission period will end on Sunday July 12th and a 2 day voting period will begin on Monday. Please send your flags via Telegram or Discord DM to Cymiopolis. The winning entry will receive a 100 000 km2 expansion to their claim or a custom map made by yours truly. May the best flag win!
-Cymiopolis,
Secretary of Internal Affairs
Achipel, Karteria, North italian union, Frellor, and 1 otherParva Domus
OOC
Hello everyone! It’s to let you all know that I have decided to change my nation to Parva Domus, but I will remain in Uruguay. I will no longer use Oriental.
Thank you!
Cymiopolis, North italian union, Frellor, and Parva Domus
Due to a recent influx of cash, with R&D investments, weapon purchases, and insurance frauds, PotaTown is happy to introduce that the PotaTownian Arms Manufacturing Company has developed a new weapon that will hopefully get the company back on its feet. With your help, we can become the best arms company in the universe! So please, find spare change in your education budget and buy some for your snipers. It could save your life. . .
The only thing that is holding back this rifle, is the user. This workhorse of a shot will be known as your best shot and colloquially as your enemy's worst nightmare. This weapon is a twelve-shot, magazine-fed, single-fire rifle is a weapon to be reckoned with. The gun shoots newly made .48 Caliber bullets out of its magazines that hold 15 bullets each. The gun is self-loading with jam protection, by ejecting any bullets left when removing the magazine. This weapon is already being administered through the PotaTownian Armed Forces as a signature weapon for our long-ranged special forces. With a confirmed effective range of 750 yards, while some tests proved ranges up to 1.000 yards! With the range of a sniper, the effectiveness of a marksman rifle, and the deadliness of a snake, you can't go wrong. The barrel is fit for customization. The weapon is also fit for a bipod, to help combat the strong recoil that accompanies this gun. Based on the Mosin-Nagant/Mosin's Rifle, and the Gewehr 43, this weapon evolves on what worked. This gun has an 18-inch barrel, the barrels were designed to take advantage of the newly made .48 cartridge with custom rifling to improve accuracy. With this gun. you'll be as accurate and lethal as an old man hunting a Snake.
Price: 10.000.00 Caribbean Dollars
Model: PAMCDMR1
Finish: Tan, Black
Sights: PAMC-TM Rail and Back-Up Iron Sights
Underbarrel: None
Weight: 16.8 lbs
Accessories Available For Purchase
Additional Information
Sliding trigger
Elongated barrel
Fired cases are ejected outwards, away from user
Shipped from PotaTown
Stock removable (not recommended)
Ear Protection is REQUIRED when firing this weapon, especially with a muzzle brake. Hearing loss highly feasible.
Ventus Prime, North italian union, and Frellor
In light of recent events, Frellor has decided to better arm itself for defence.
We’d like to purchase 10,000 Klein’s, 300 Ends, each with varying amounts of magazines, from 
PotaTown.
We’ also like to purchased 500 Kuroko suits from The sakura nippon.
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