The East PacificBoard

Igotmailigotmailyaaaaaaaay wrote:

Send me to Rejected Relems

Go there yourself.

Also, Jim Henson is on the phone, he wants his children's puppet back.

Of Centralist Brexit, where'd be the best place to land?

Terrabis-Seran wrote:

Definitely! What exactly are you looking for on a scale from actually tasty rations made by the best chefs in the Terrabisian Food Corps to fine local dishes from Seran to the Nua'o?

…fruits, vegetables, fine foods and medicinal supplies

I'm back (again)

Myehn wrote:

fruits, vegetables, fine foods and medicinal supplies

Well, we have a fine variety of all of these things. Think of the Nua'o of TS as a combination of Hawaiian and Japanese dishes, while the Seran are a combination of German and Keltic dishes. How much are you looking to purchase, and how much are you willing to pay for what you need? We are willing to barter if you need to.

I'll make an rp

Terrabis-Seran wrote:

Well, we have a fine variety of all of these things. Think of the Nua'o of TS as a combination of Hawaiian and Japanese dishes, while the Seran are a combination of German and Keltic dishes. How much are you looking to purchase, and how much are you willing to pay for what you need? We are willing to barter if you need to.

Turnips fuel the Empire.

*kill peoples*

Kampf Empire wrote:

Turnips fuel the Empire.

Die Rüben

Of Centralist Brexit wrote:

Julia's armour would Withstand the 10mm rounds that would land on her main chest plate, as well as stay conscious from being wacked with a shovel, the helmet having had some Improvement to deal with such blunt forces after one "Incident". But both Attacks would make Julia stagger away for a second or two before Stopping, With a faint Audible Chuckle appearing under her Helm, Before Pulling out Her Pistol and Begun to rapidly fire off at anyone She couldn't reach by Sword, starting off with the two Who Just attacked her, the UAP Wielding officer shot back at whilst the Shovel Wielder Would Would Be attacked with Her sword.

The Soldiers would withdraw to Safer Cover, some huddling besides the Knights withstanding the Explosive and Bullet Filled Hailstorm. The Grenadiers would Move out of cover and Begun firing at will, Fragmentation, HE and Incendiary Grenades would be fired out fby the two whilst the remaining soldiers would fire the OSFL launchers to set the MG nest on fire. In fact most grenades were focused towards taking out the MG when they peaked. With that the Knights would Charge, the Minigunners taking up the rear and laying down suppressive fire whilst the rest Fired a Mix of Explosive, Buckshot and Slug Shells from shotguns, Firing their Revolver Cannons or Charging with their Shrills.

Icarus Protocol
The officer falls dead on the spot, but one of the riflemen, no longer disoriented, raises moves to slam his bayonet into her from the side of the shovel-wielding loader. The squad engineer, next to the officer, would raise their HAS-29, firing an automatic stream of 12 gauge slugs, flechettes, and buckshot at the offender. Another rifleman would raise their weapon, but would be thrown off by a pistol shot to the plate carrier and shoulder, with another loader raising their carbine facing a similar fate. One takes a bullet to the head, before the Arditi marksman retakes position looking at the skirmish below. Silently, he raises his VVS and pokes it out a window, his trained eye watching the movements of the assailant as he attempts to discern her movement patterns, looking for an opening.

The exploding grenades would thoroughly suppress the machine gun nest, killing many of the 15-man crew. One of the minigunners, however, would suddenly fall silent with two loud and almost simultaneous cracks, their chest torn open by the high-powered VVS of the Arditi marksman on that flank. They would quickly change targets to the next minigunner, the old anti-tank turned anti-material cartridge being more than qualified to defeat such armor. The charging men would be met by a wall of led as the Arditi opened fire. The machine gun nest had but a singular SMG-23 and MG-3. The Arditi each have their own commando length versions, easily letting loose pinpoint bursts of fire tearing into the ranks of the charging men as the Arditi pop up into a barricade's firing port and unleash hellfire. The Onager Mk.3 grenade launcher would take a more direct fire role, bombarding the charge with HEIF rounds as they attempt to charge. Meanwhile, reserves from the W.C. are ordered to relieve the machine gun crew and if possible retrieve the nest. The BFSL still lays silent and obscured from vision.

Myehn wrote:

Nau’o? So like Poké? And also, keltic dishes? Oooo I want both. I have oil, but you probably got that…I want regular shipments per month. Enough to feed…1 million people

We can also send support/medical equipment at a cheaper price due to our surplus of some materials in that field. We do in fact need a secure supplier of cooking and utility oil, considering TS relies on Nuclear and Solar to power its homes. As long as you can provide and pay, the shipments will remain on time.

Mhyencan I invade you