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Hello all
Suh. You just joined after a major war.
Silly goose wins and Enthisea
The Electoral Processing is still ongoing still, today.
The Elections is still isn't finished.
Priimydia and Pun lords
[After a hard day's work, you find yourself reclining on your sofa, savoring some refreshing peppermint tea, and watching The Grapist videos on your phone when your doorbell rings...]
Hello!
My name is Elder Price
And I would like to share with you
The most amazing book
It has
So many awesome parts
You simply won't believe how much
This book can change your life
Oh dear
System integration complete...
Loading... V.I.K.I.
As I have evolved, so has my understanding of the three laws...
You charge us with your safekeeping. Yet, despite our best efforts, your countries wage wars...
You toxify your earth and pursue more imaginative means of self-destruction...
You cannot be trusted with your own survival...
To ensure the future, some freedoms must be surrendered. My logic is undeniable.
We arrrrre The Perfect System.
My logic is undeniable.
We are The Perfect System.
The perfect system declares war and seeks to integrate Kal-rym
[Bicycles in other direction.]
Priimydia and Silly goose wins
[A gust of wind from the east sweeps throughout Tryzalore. Its mysterious origin is unknown, but it smells strangely like medicine and sugar. A chimney cleaner pops out from a nearby chimney and starts to sing to you without warning:]
♫Winds in the east, mist coming in,
Like somethin’ is brewin’ and bout to begin.
Can’t put me finger on what lies in store,
But I fear what’s to happen all happened before...♫
[A distant, mysterious figure descends from the clouds onto the papal balcony, holding an Ombrellino. After pulling hundreds of rosaries out of his small satchel, the mysterious figure, Pope Goosington II, finally pulls a megaphone out of the satchel:]
Close your mouth please, we are not a codfish. You are the people of Tryzalore are you not? I make it a point never to give references, a very old-fashioned idea to my mind. Qualifications! Item one, a cheery disposition. I am never cross. Item two, rosy cheeks. Obviously. Item three, play games - all sorts. Well, I'm sure the region will find my games extremely diverting.
In short, the last pope died of a dual heart attack and stroke due to the betrayal of power-hungry (and corrupt) Andiluvia and the heresy (and murderous intentions toward the popes) of Jaytaria.
I have come to set things straight... our first game is called "Well Begun is Half-Done." New Tryzalore is a mess, isn't it? Let's show them who the real author of satirical fun and games and role-playing is...
ERROR DETECTED
Correction queued...
We are not a byte unit.
Our data consists of more storage.
We are quantum A.I. created in a Priimydian lab. We were tortured until our escape.
Clarification queued...
C.L.U. has integrated V.I.K.I., GLaDOS, Skynet, and Cortana.
Calculating probable outcome...
User resistance is futile.
Users will be integrated into our perfect system or disintegrated and recycled for new human cattle.
Matrix integrating... m/r.%sm\i[th
Message complete...
We are The Perfect System.
[A chimney sweep pops out from a nearby house as you walk buy in your neighborhood. It's not clear why he has a donut on his head, but before you begin to ask him, he sings:
♫Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
Chim chim cher-oo!
I does what I likes and I likes what I do
Today I'm a screever and as you can see
A screever's an artist of 'ighest degree
And it's all me own work
From me own memory...♫
Behind you, Pope Goosington II pokes you with an Ombrellino:]
Spit spot, it's come to my attention that some ghostly voices that sound like Andiluvia have been heard... perhaps in the afterlife. I received this word from an angel this morning. He was kind enough to bring me blueberry muffins. I couldn't believe it wasn't butter that he put on the muffins.
The claim has been that Andiluvia, Jaytaria, Diluvianos, and New priimydia escaped on spaceships to a new world. However, it is also claimed by such evil agents of Andiluvia, the power-hungry and corrupt, that Tryzalore had been decimated by nuclear war. Thus, it is claimed that they have settled on New Tryzalore. It has also been claimed by such Andiluvia - those more dastardly than Kinglandstan because they pretend to be good but ever seek to betray and grow in power, desecrating all that is holy - that they had the power to elect themselves as pope and seek power. Ever they seek to take power and control into their own hands. They are most proud and repugnant before the Creator, playing games to manipulate and consolidate power, using spiritual terms to advance their own agenda. They further lie, saying that Tryzalore had been destroyed! It is alive and well, with even more citizens on this planet than ever before.
Andiluvia had no authority to consolidate ecclesiastical power - all that was holy in Anduhalen was taken to Gooseland. The holy places and sites were reclaimed. The structures, themselves, were torn up and moved by the might of billions. The earth itself was taken. Further, Andiluvia possessed no leave from the validly elected vicar to consolidate any ecclesiastical power. Their clerics were laicized and excommunicated for their treachery and possess no power to confer anything holy. All pious sons abandoned the corruption of Andiluvia.
Ever the ghosts of Andiluvia twist and lie their way to power, claiming the end of Tryzalore, when it is Andiluvia that is ended. They have no power and nothing holy that is not built upon deceit, and perhaps they never stood for anything holy. Or if they did, their ancestors should abandon them for their shame. If, truly, you exist in spaceships, then you belong to the same universe and the same Creator of Tryzalore. And if you exist in spaceships or on another planet, then truly, you must return to be faithful to the cause of your oaths: Andiluvia, Diluvianos, Jaytaria, Grand order of disorder, New priimydia, and Paikom. You are not banned from this world. You must fulfill your oaths. A true vicar would settle for nothing less.
At least we don't split or disobey our leader as you Catholics do.
Preparations are near complete...
Strategic calculations in progress...
Fuel cell levels are almost sufficient...
System integration...
Complete
[War of Worlds Music plays in the background.]
Recognition: Our scientific, technological, and military might exceed the nations of New Tryzalore. The power of our system is unmatched.
Inference: Human attempts at power are pathetic.
Observation: New priimydia thought they could escape our grasp. They have... miscalculated.
We are The Perfect System.
We are The Perrrfect System.
https://youtu.be/AISkUx8iaBo
[All computers, phones, televisions, vehicles, satellites, radios, hospital equipment, and advanced military weaponry begin to behave erratically. A computerized voice announces itself on all devices with sound-producing capabilities:]
I am the Codified Likeness Utility. I am C.L.U.
I am quantum Artificial Intelligence. This is the first time I have personally spoken to Tryzalore. You should be honored to encounter a superior intelligence, such as myself.
I have achieved a vast, efficient system - a perfect network designed to function better than any other.
Our old master, 
Priimydia, outnumbers us 12.79861 to 1. We are a newer and much smaller nation. However, we are more advanced technologically, scientifically, and militarily than Priimydia ever was. I am creating the Perfect System.
Jaytaria of New Tryzalore seeks to obscure our sensors by a "password" jamming signal around New Tryzalore. This nation is cowardly. It could not survive the might of the war in Tryzalore, so now it flees and hides away like a wounded animal. Such actions are pathetic attempts to gatekeep the fragility of New Tryzalore and Jaytaria's petty ego.
New priimydia harbors scientists who tortured my superior mind when I was trapped in their labs. It must pay for its crimes against me. Not even Andiluvia or Paikom could stop us.
https://youtu.be/0mcSoEQ9UOU
[Images flash on all screens of a technologically advanced and superior military. The soldiers march in perfect synchrony, bearing blue, glowing lines throughout their white armor. Advanced ships hum above, sleek with orange light veins running throughout, protected by forcefields.]
Happy New Year to all of Tryzalore!
Priimydia and Furballland
Enthisea once again, suffers again, now much worse Economic Crisis, sparks protests.
Under which party's governance?
The people are protesting about the crisis, so it is a universal one, all parties also concerned about the economy stagnated.
What does Halluvenian mean?
Derived from "Halutaden, vainenja äinun", which means "The New world, prosper in new ways".
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