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<Counters your weak move and unleashes 24-hit Special EX Popcorn Hadouken>
[Post fight message]
'You must defeat Sheng Long to stand a chance'
<Continues to fight with more worthy opponents>
Wiranath and The angel of charity
Gonna go to bed
Ping me when important things happen!
Opstan, Nova-columbia, Grossvietnam, and The angel of charity
My government is a Tribunal Republic, which is essentially just something I made up. The executive branch of the government is an Assembly of Tribunes, which represent each branch of the armed forces, as well as a Tribune elected by all Columbians who have completed civil service, and a Tribune appointed by the legislative branch. The head of the Assembly of Tribunes is known as the Primarch, or alternatively as the "First Tribune."
Don't tell me you've blocked me too ?
why ?
<Spider-Lenny skips along the RMB and then zips thru a World Thread>
/╲/\╭( ͡° ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° ͡°)╮/\╱\
The anarchist far east, BearStackof2015, Karatol-Advenra, and Great algerstonia
<kubarriW posts to keep from CTEing>
Man I miss my character RP with my nation's presidential family...
Destine Lez Wichimire (WIP)
Harvy Vect Wichimire (WIP)
Harvy is the brother of Destine, Having say in the voting of cabinet members.
The anarchist far east Karatol-Advenra
I seee you...
: )
Where the multi-industrial multi-regional Pacific-controlling Popcorn Industral Complex is located over 2500 square kilometres
Home of great beauty, unrivalled lechery and lovely gambling casinos
Where the seats of power, art and culture mix in a world the Philosopher Kings would be proud of
The independent zone created for the Spider-lennies created
The Marauding Mountain Men, famous for their 14-foot sheep, live here. They are smelly and the sheep don't always pick up their poop. Not advised for tourist visits
The zone where previously wild giant Talking Teddies lived. Original home of Freddy the Teddy
Original inhabitants of the lands now called Dreamersistan. Assisted the Dreamers during the ravages of the Mountain Men. They have evolved live so high up in the mountain jungles, no normal person can breathe there. The peaks where the Spyder-man live have never been successfully attacked
The northern most mountain range that borders Dreamersistan
A zone with Western frontier towns and gigantic demons. Home to Sombrero America
A whole sprawling system of houses owned by people who travel in and out of town so much, they leave it up for rent most of the time. Probably drug dealers, but you didn't hear it here
Home to the world's longest skimpily clad beaches, cheapest AirBnB beach-side chalets and most cross-eyed perverts
Dreamersistan's chief shares and equities market
Where the greatest corn in existence is mined for the Great Popcorn Machine
And I see you too, Danelaw Scandinavia
The anarchist far east, Danelaw Scandinavia, and Karatol-Advenra
OMG you resumed talks with me ,
now I think our disputes are resolved .
yes bye.
Lerasi when are you planning to forget the disputes ?
'Disputes' are not important to me. You're on the free TEP, and you can enjoy it as much as anyone else. That should be good enough.
We have nothing more to speak of. Ciao
Karatol-Advenra and Iotion
War Never Changes
Of course.
<Somewhere in the Quileted Verse, by the shores of the ancient kingdom of Heartlandia>
Mashinek, the youngest of the Watchman By The Sea, is alerted by a sound. He stands up from his station in the tower made of bones, to note what the source of the sound is.
His eyes bulge, his lips wrap around the Horn of Warning and blows thrice. Then he rushes to fetch the others.
All three of the Heartlandian coast guard stand in wait, as the large Whaleboat floats into the harbour. It flies flags of a foe thought long-dead, the evil King Gallmon of Syriadon. They prepare their swords and shields. They know reinforcements, if they come, will be few and feeble.
A small boat is dropped from the giant seafaring mammal, and 2 large men jump down into it. Their hair is black as coal, their skin a beautiful chocolate color. Mashinek is surprised but he revs up his courage and begins to break into a run. The arm of old Baltar, Warden of the Watchers, stops him.
'Wait,' the older man says, his eyes not leaving the boat. 'These aren't Syriadonian. They look.. but how..'
The boat, full of 15 strong men, pulls up ashore. They emerge from their dinghy and walk upto the Watchman By The Sea. Each of them is a head over six feet, towering well over the tallest in Heartlandia. Mashinek's heart trembles. Even a single of these giant men might be too much for them to fight in their malnourished state. But the men coming towards them do not seem hostile. They are smiling, their unblemished teeth glistening in the midday sun, warmly striding forward without a care in the world.
The foreigners reach the three watchmen, and the largest of them raises throws both hands in the air, as if he is letting go of a pigeon. Mashinek hears Baldar gasp.
'Greetings, noble Heartlandians. We are from the land of Barrystan. I am-'
'I know who you are, BarryWolf,' Haltar says. 'I remember you pestering us as a child'
The face of the leader of the foreign men grows clouded, for a second, then beams in exploding laughter.
'It's Haltar! Oh, my seas and waves! You're till alive!'
The giant man Barrywolf shakes Haltar's hand so vigorously he lifts the old man off his feet. Mashinek finds his hand enveloped by another giant dark skinned Barrystaniard. The strength of the man's grasp makes his bones ache and he uses his other hand to try and free it from the vice-like grip. He tries not to imagine how that grip would be like, if it came in anger.
what time is it?
FILLER TIME!
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