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He drill wrote:

My country is insane! People are trying to eat our country bird. Imagine if Americans tried eating eagles!!

OOC: NationStates is like that: I had an issue where some of my officials went to a neighborhood that was flying many, many foreign flags but no Kopmakian flags... they proposed we force people to fly our flag LOL.

Welcome to St. Abby, by the by! I've been here for a while now and I can tell you you are going to love it here... and that's coming from one of the most popular tourist destinations in the region!

Edit: And my royalty got accused of murder! Yep, NS issues are pretty insane.

"I Spy With My Little Eyes" - By Stratocratic-Anarchy Oceanic Empire

It was bright daylight, shinier than a thousand gold bars. The sun was heavily bright, its rays shining upon the two travelers as they trekked through deciduous woodland, following a river, traveling north.

Jinha continued to stride on top of his horse. Eliezer served as the infantryman, holding his rifle with military pride and leading the way. It had been a week of traveling and all they had found was empty prison camps along with empty villages and settlements.

"Bad luck," Eliezer had said when they reached an empty village. "nobody in sight anywhere. Maybe we'll have better luck in the woodlands over there." Eliezer pointed to the deciduous woodland that was in front of them.

"I don't know," Jinha hesitated. "I'm already liking the open fields and open wasteland. But if you wanna continue following the river, then go ahead."

Now they were both traveling along the river. The horse neighing with delight as it stripped some low-branch leaves from their branches. The horse hadn't been a problem, seemed like Jinha trained it well, even if both of them went hunting they managed to always find the horse in the same place where they left.

"Shh." Eliezer lifted his hand to halt Jinha. "I got something."

Eliezer crouches down, moving into a fern bush, and aiming his rifle towards the movement. Suddenly, an armed and uniformed figure emerges from a large patch of bracken.

Eliezer decides not to fire, since he has no idea if there could be more.

But suddenly a gunshot is heard from behind him.

. . .

The Admiral stands at the helm of her ship. The daylight is strong, but it provides an uneasy feeling as well. Tau had noticed that supplies hadn't arrived from Draganisia for the past two weeks. There had been rumors that something bad had happened in the last stronghold of the world. But Tau continues to hope for fresh supplies to arrive soon.

"Admiral," A white-uniformed officer arrives, his sailor cap showing him being part of Tau's crew. "we've just intercepted a morse code message. Someone from the Draganisians has contacted us."

Immediately after, Tau and the official head into the main communications room of the ship. They cross through the mess deck in order to reach it. Eventually, they are surrounded by a dark room with computer and telecommunication screens.

"What's the message brought by the Draganisians?" Tau questions.

One of the officers grabs a white paper from a brown table in the room. They hand it to Tau. Tau begins reading the message, with her expression unreadable, but within her hides her shock.

"Draganisia has been heavily weakened. Without supplies, we're pretty much done. We need your orders Admiral, more than ever." The officer finishes his report.

"I... can't—don't know." Tau stammers. "The munitions being brought by them have been the only thing keeping us together. Once we run out, we can't raid, and we can't supply ourselves." Tau begins trembling, her eyes darkening with fear. "If we don't find something soon, we will soon become slaves to the Leuthenists."

After a while, Tau leaves the room. She heads into her private cabin and begins praying to Bahamut, hoping to pray the pain away.

Land of Anarchy

Thousands dead. Thousands turned. Why had the world turned upside down?

She knew that the world had never been perfect, but it never had been this bad. Rumors were that Draganisia was the last stronghold left in the world. She never expected that to be true. Every nation had been torn apart. Even the strongest and most powerful countries collapsed.

Thinking of those thoughts while walking in a blizzard, deep snow, and a gloomy dark night made the night even darker. She continued traveling along the vast wasteland. Equipped with only a sandstone-coated sword, a bow, a bag made of animal skin, along with a sheep-skin coat; she vows to gain revenge against her enemies.

"My name is Carolinia Otso Keskitalo, daughter of Ibecca Otso, daughter of Chief Keskitalo. My vow is to take revenge for my tribe, kill my enemies, and fulfill my destiny by the Gods of Atlantia."

Carolinia recites that every day. Hoping it gives her the strength to move forward. She pushes her way through the snow, her boots getting trapped in the deepness of the snow, which gives her trouble to continue advancing. Over the past month, she's been trying to travel south, hearing of some free villages that have been putting up resistance against the Anarchists.

From the still free communities that remained in Rowandale, that weren't being bothered or enslaved by the Leuthenists. There were only a few stories and rumors of the outside world. Most people had moved further inland, hoping to avoid contact with the Anarchists as well as pirates that roamed the coast.

With no law and no order, the world truly was anarchy.

Carolinia couldn't imagine the chaos that could be occurring at this moment in many countries. From Walshitopia to even Niktobr and to all ends of the Earth. She only shuddered at the thought in her mind, as the cold was already making her shake.

She remembered the news, the chaos, the fires, all the violence that suddenly erupted. When the turnings of thousands began around the world many countries had declared states of emergency. The mayor of Rowandale had mobilized the Rowandale Self-Defense Forces, having them begin shooting and killing as many dragons as possible. But there wasn't much hope. The Self-Defense Forces lost more people than the number of dragons they killed.

Then the Leuthenists attacked, massacring thousands, driving thousands to flee, many people were enslaved and forced into their prison camps after this moment. For a few seconds, there was a defense force against the dragons, but it wasn't long before a wave of dragons advanced from the east.

Carolinia and her family had left the city when things turned worse. The entire Keskitalo clan, as well as the tribe, followed them. They established a camp, which grew to a village, then a bustling town up far north outside of the urban regions of Rowandale.

Leuthenists had gotten a whiff of news of a large settlement up north. Then they came.

Carolinia had been a survivor of this devastation. With her cursing against those who killed her family, her tribe, her home. She would never rest until she finally brutally murdered those who had taken everything she loved. No matter what.

She squints her eyes. They sparkle.

It wasn't long before she finally forced her way through the snow, and settled herself into a small hollow entrance within a hill. She thought it was the start of a cave, but at least she had shelter.

She huddled herself into a ball, hoping to keep herself warm, and fell asleep.

To catch a predator wrote:

If you guys have predators call our country and ill send my fbi agents too take them down.
:)

Thank you!!

Hello!!

Yalak wrote:

Welp I am now Constitutional Monarchy I guess

You can change your nation classification in the settings.

Yalak wrote:

I did

Hello 👋!!

It’s a great day to be in St Abbaddon.

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Unanda wrote:

The Dawn of the Everlasting Dusk

Male Voice 1: 3-4 months ago(OOC: I'm not sure when the Dark Dragon disaster occurrd in RP time, so this is a guess), darkness has consumed the land. Humanity as we know it has ceased to be, turning into bloodthirsty Dark Dragons. Every nation has screeched to a stand still has entire populations have mutated. Men, women, and children... turned to monsters...

However, with Unanda's territory being mostly underwater, and her people being aquatic dragons, we've became virtuslly untouched by the disaster. Especially since the Dark Draganium wasn't able to reach our Republic, for it got taken by the waves.

But that doesn't mean we weren't affected. Ever since the world fell into darkness, we had to become self-sufficient in oder to sustain the masses. For awhile it worked, but overtime it became obvious that we can't solely rely on aquatic crops and livestock; we need to be on land! When news broke out about a possible food shortage, Unandai began reaching for the surface to start an expansion of territory.

And then... The Dark Dragons had a new target. Reports of raids on both old and newly established farms began to circulate. This caused the people to panic, resulting in food to either be stock piled and/or ration. This caused those who had too little to riot and steal.

It became abundantly clear that in order to sustain a massive underwater republic, we must expand on land; weather the people of fallen or stuggling nations like it or not.

Male Voice #2: Colonel Roland Dhamkan, I hate to interrupt your log, but your team is ready for deployment and they like it better if they don't wait.

Roland: Alright, I'm coming.

click!

OOC: This marks the beginning of my RP. So, first thoughts? Do I need to post details of my character?
More importantly, is there any spelling or grammer errors? My phone's buttons are tiny and it is really hard to type at times.

OOC: Yooooooooooooo! That's a great roleplay post. Very interesting too. I can't wait to see where this goes.

Draganisia wrote:

For the poll Chocolate is the only right answer.

Or Peanut Butter but he didn't put that one on there.

I mean I've had coffee ice cream before...

OOC: I'm busy today. So no roleplay post from me for today.