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Order of Justice contains 2 nations.
Today's World Census Report
The Most Extreme in Order of Justice
The World Census ranked nations on the basis of how odd, extreme, or fundamentalist their social, economic, and political systems are.
As a region, Order of Justice is ranked 3,409th in the world for Most Extreme.
|1.||The Commonwealth of Thrawn-Herbert||Psychotic Dictatorship||“Did you ever heard about the Tragedy of Lord Francis...”|
|2.||The Course of Action||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“All hidden things will be revealed”|
- : Embassy established between Order of Justice and United Nations of Earthlings.
- : The Most Serene Kingdom of Othniell of the region Anoteros rejected a request from Order of Justice to establish embassies.
- : The Course of Action proposed constructing embassies with Anoteros.
- : The Commonwealth of Thrawn-Herbert unsuppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
- : The Commonwealth of Thrawn-Herbert suppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
- : The Course of Action agreed to construct embassies with United Nations of Earthlings.
- : The Tenth Republic and UNOE PM of Hiram Land of the region United Nations of Earthlings proposed constructing embassies.
- : Embassy established between The Embassy and Order of Justice.
- : Embassy established between The Great Universe and Order of Justice.
- : Embassy established between Union of Justice and Order of Justice.
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"I hate it when people talk like that." He simply said.
"You know well what I meant, many think of themselves as unseenable as a shadow but forget that every shadow is as important as its owner."
As he lets go, he yet again loudly sneezes.
"Ugh," He is far too bothered to even anwser, he grabs one of the spiders as he leaves, once gone he draws a complicated symbol on the ground.
He waves at Ferdinand, he says some words on an unforgotten tounge.
After a few minutes he heads to Ferdinand, stuffing a paper on his pocket, the symbol long gone.
If I do not see an anwser in 15 minutes STRAIGHT; I AM OFF TO HOI4 OFFICIALLY!
OFF I GO TO PLAY HOI4, B!TCHES!
Ferdinand had been approached by Jørgen and Arcadia earlier, and would thus understand the situation as it stands. Correctly thinking that Arthur is acting strangely because of sleep, as was Arcadia's assumption, Ferdinand would approach him and lend a hand.
"Let's head to your tent."
He knows Arthur would not want to speak at the current, and would thus lead him quietly to the camp, where the rest would be. Ludwig would be inside his tent, Arcadia fixing up hers, while the Askaniers would be unseen.
"Let's talk when you're well rested again."
They stop at a modestly sized tent colored in calming light blue. Ferdinand would have him crouch inside to lie down. The tent seems yet to be warmed up, but Arthur's sleepiness would prevent him from noticing. Before he could say anything further, Ferdinand zips up the tent to close it, forcing Arthur to rest.
And he did not as for he could not tell if he was walking with Jesus to the afterlife or Santa Claus is kidnapping him. Not wanting to be the one to argue, he follows.
He went more blind and more blind as they got closer.
He pokes his shoulder, "I am going to pass out soon," He mumbles.
As he crouches he balances between falling and standing quickly, he falls down from wich from he just crawls until he gets somewhere able to rest as the Spiders exit all of his pocket and for some reason one exited from his boot, and before Ferdinand closes the entire thing the spiders go out as the sound of Arthur snoring can be heard quite loud.
He'll probably look worst or far better depending on how he sleeps, he went to sleep with his mask on anyway.
(I would like to try and have the robospiders apologize to Lise / explain to X Character what happened since they don't talk it'd be quite funny trying to get them to understand them)
Sleeping with the mask on, as uncomfortable as it seems, would be very comfortable inside the fairly cold tent, as is sleeping with the rest of his gear. With the temperature balanced out, it would be easy for him to fall to Rapid Rye Movement without issue, the only problem would be if he shall be able to wake up properly. Though, given the empty atmosphere of camp, it's safe to assume that he shall not be bothered.
The situation at camp would be unspectacular. Arcadia and Liselotte had run off to an isolated zone so that the latter may cope with what happened. They had thus replaced themselves with clones from the Austrian capital to act as placeholders, meaning that Pseudo-Arcadia and a new Pseudo-Lise would be walking aimlessly around camp.
Ludwig and Jørgen would be confiding outside, just upon the first mountain that they are about to climb, the latter roaring furious and rather dirty words, spilling out his feelings before his consoling friend.
Ferdinand would stand idly by the tent like an English guardsman protecting royalty, unmoving like a scarecrow planted upon a large plantation. He would ensure that Arthur's sleep remains at best quality, knowing that his continued failure to remain his normal self may divide the camp even much more further. With nothing to do, he would simply stand.
(Alright then. Keep in mind, all members of the group currently have serious feelings right now.)
(Gotta respond as Malumynumen due that I am making a factbook since about two hours ago.)
The Aracnobots would just stare at the clones, being knowledgable of clones and cloning process they seem to be aware of these two humanoid beings not being the ones they met earlier. Thus, they deside to look at what else to be there, but not after silencing Arthur from their sensors due that they were connected to his mask and such earing that awfully loud snore for them.
The spiders knew those insults all too well, they were made by a man of dirty words after all, and for each of their failures and after a few of those one spider used to die. They shall go to the end of the list, for now...
The Nobleman, who's heartbeat seemed slightly weaker than their original master's, standing idly, seemingly the safer option considering that they had smashed themselves infront of the 'other' Thrawn earlier they deside to take upon him first.
They go infront of him, in the group they were, just standing there watching him and slightly moving their legs here and there for balance.
After checking and asuring that he is the person identified as Ferdinand on their files, a spider steps forth.
It waves a leg at him, signal for him to come closer if possible.
Their red crimson eyes may be intimidating combined with their silver skin, but their small size made them not that much of a threat...if you discount the possible poison.
Ferdinand looks down upon the spiders, unsurprised. He knows them already to give a good reaction, that combined with his advanced age has made him accept that he will never get used to modern technology and should might as well stop getting surprised at everything.
"What brings you here, metal spiders?"
He shifts his position ever so slightly to somewhat face the spiders, hoping to hear what they have to show, or say if that can be. Despite his empty voice, he is clearly excited to hear what they have to demonstrate or declare before him.
AND THE WINGED DRAGOONS ARRIVE!