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OOC: Huh. I have an alternate Mzeusia RP. Haven't written for that in a while.
The next time Daniel returned to his office he found it just the way he left it...except for a mysterious small statue that someone appears to have placed on his desk while he was out. The statue is made of Ivory, and depicts a woman standing on a spiral galaxy with her arms outstretched. In her right hand she holds a planet that Daniel does not recognize and in her left hand she holds a star. A belt of skulls adorn her waist, some of which are not human and her eyes are made of real Emeralds. At the base of the statue a inscription has been made but the alphabet used is diffrent from the one used in Glorious society.
Daniel walked up to his desk and picked up the odd statue. Who would leave an ivory statue and why? He scanned it looking for any writing but all he found was the unreadable inscription. He ran his fingers over the inhuman skulls. He takes the statue over to a shelf on the side of the room and places it there.
He'll find a use for it soon but now he had to look into the alternate reality.
I've been listening to Mary Black this morning... her voice is so beautiful! Here's a piece in gaelic I think (I don't understand it at least :P).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qDlCM_Mwtys
Y'all listening to anything particular or just the singin of the birds? ^-^
Treadwellia, The totally oppressed, and Guiness Freaks
Was listening to Simon and Garfunkel's 'The Boxer' earlier.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzUEL7vw60U
Treadwellia, The totally oppressed, Your imaginary friend, and Guiness Freaks
Now THIS is how you should post YouTube stuff here, Lazarenes! Talk it up a little, and then provide the link, please, rather than just posting a URL. With the end of support for Windows 7, especially, being very precise about URLs in public places is a skill folks need.
Thank you, folks, and, by the way, "The Boxer" is a personal favorite.
Mzeusia, Fluffiness, and Guiness Freaks
No problem. Also, great ears must hear alike.
Except for Beethoven.
Treadwellia, Mzeusia, Guiness Freaks, and Glorious society
The Eighth Fighter Squadron, who, at the beginning of the Second Great War, flew up in obsolete biplanes, knowing they were doomed, yet gave all of their lives to buy their country a few more minutes to get more modern units in the fray. The Fighting Eighth is in service to this day, their motto being "To the last man!"
banana
Treadwellia and Your imaginary friend
Mmph mmph MMPH
MMPH mmph mmph mmph
MMPH MMPH MMPH
Tubbius sings along with the chorus.
Mzeusia, Fluffiness, and Guiness Freaks
Tubbius the Flabby is lying in bed, enjoying the digestive gurgles of His plump belly under His pudgy-fingered, sweaty hands. Mrs. Tubbius rests beside Him, one hand gently set on His tummy and one on Her own with its many babies growing therein.
All is right in Treadwellia.
So Tubbius, what does a traditional Tubbian meal look like
Treadwellia, Kaisin, and Guiness Freaks
Switching to frightened rabbit now
Orange
Treadwellia and Corporations that dont care about you
We drove 45 mins to an ice skating rink only to find it packed 100% full of people ;-; cri forevers... maybe now is the time to get roller skates and just go out on the driveway!
Alice Dragargon bit her bottom lip as she prepared to enter the meeting room. It had been nearly two weeks since she had sent out invitations to the meeting and many nations had sent representatives, be they diplomats or other heads of state. And now they were to meet here, onboard The Empires Fist. A (old) Vedanian Star Destroyer that was formally captained by her own Ancestor now anchored in Guana City. perhaps I'll shoot this thing into space she thought It would definitely be a good way to impress my guests. "well here goes nothing" she pushed open the doors and tried her best to make a dramatic entrance.
"Welcome to Guana City, I am your host Alice Dragargon newly elected president of New vedan. I'm glad to see you all decided to attend this meeting, theres so many things we have to discuss." She looked around the room to see who all was in attendance, the two foreign leaders she immediately recognized was Imperator Konsul Leo I of Leonism and Benito Mussolini of Mussoliniburg as well as the Emperor of Cianlandia whose name she did not yet know. There were also many diplomats there in attendance, the deputy Prime minister of Loftegen 3 one Marcus Tillman, the minister of Forign Policy of Dernel whose name she did not know. the minister of Southern Affairs Alex Farresy of Glorious society and Pavel Ilyin, a diplomat from Cossack Peoples
"Like I said there are many things for us to discuss, trade agreements, the de-escalation of tensions brought out from my incomplete brothers term as president, the Avalonese blockade in the straights of Vedan, the Mussoliniburg blockade of African sisters, the threat of a Alien Invasion upon us...." she paused and looked around the room and gauge everybody's reactions. She did not know if the others had managed to recive the same message from The Nort alliance that her nations scientists had, but now was as good a time as ever to spill the beans. "I suppose we should get that last one out of the way first; after all it Is the main reason I called this meeting in the first place. She looked out the windows of the room, she could see the cityscape of Guana City and the Sea Of Vedan on the horizon, it was beautiful but it didnt really set the mood she was going for. "First things first tho, do any of you want to go into Space? This bird does still fly and I mean if were going to discuss extra terrestrial invaders from a Imperial Era Star Destroyer then we may as well go the extra mile and talk about it in outer space."
Your imaginary friend, Fluffiness, and Leonism
((Sorry it took me this long to begin the meeting. I've been keeping busy lately. But I have a few off days now so I should be able to get all my RP buisness taken care of now.))
This is just a reminder that submissions for the RP competition about rural life in your nation can be submitted at any time between now and the 1st of February. Happy writing.
New vedan, Your imaginary friend, Guiness Freaks, and Leonism
Kamreon Dragargon took a swig from a bottle of whiskey as the NVSS Sea Shanty approached the capitol city of Glorious society. His sister had deemed to appoint him diplomat to New Vedans northern neighbor partly because she legitimately felt that he could improve relations with them, and partially to repay him for her own Exile diplomatic appointment to New Vedans other northern neighbor. "A new nation....perhaps a new beginning?" he mutterd to himself as he caught his first gaze of what would likely be his home for the next two years or more. "I sure hope my old friends here still remember me...and still have there heads on there shoulders." He had heard stories of Glorious Society's new Leader and not pleasant stories either. But he Knew what it was like to be in charge of a entire country, he knew how you couldn't make a omelette without breaking a few eggs, and how the media likes to stick its nose where it does not belong and condemn good leaders for....Necessary Evils. This New leader cant be that bad he thought Well probably be drinking buddies by the end of the month. he took another swig from the bottle "Yea!!!" He blurted out confidently "Kamreon Dragargons going to Glourious Society!!! This is going to be great!! there no way anything could possibly go wrong."
RPS Greyhound. Having been shelled into a burning, exploding, sinking wreck; was advised by her enemy to strike her colors. Her captain replied, "I'll surrender when I can step off on the bottom." RPS Greyhound has been in continuous service with the River Patrol ever since.
Imagine Tubbius on ice skates or roller skates.
So it's a shipwreck considerd still in service?
Alex waves his hand. "Sure, I wouldn't mind talking in space."
He's fun.
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