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The wiganese islands

East supple lund wrote:Just go to the TNP main page and click the link!

I left because I can't say anything.
Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/hQsHJZ

Aenglaland wrote:One of my puppets spawned Dinoium's card! Should I junk it or add to my special collection?...

Gimme.

Aenglaland, Aerilia, and Lorigia

LeAvE AnD jOiN rMb DiScOrD tHoTs!

The wiganese islands

Greater Saint-Paul wrote:LeAvE AnD jOiN rMb DiScOrD tHoTs!

Woah! WOAHWOAHWOAHWOAHWOAH

The wiganese islands wrote:I left because I can't say anything.
Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/hQsHJZ

You can't say anything as you need roles.

Lorigia and Snn newsbooth

Dinoium wrote:Gimme.

Nope, I'm keeping it :P

Dinoium, Aerilia, Lorigia, and Ethnon

Hong kong empire

Greater Saint-Paul wrote:LeAvE AnD jOiN rMb DiScOrD tHoTs!

Are you on the Discord?

Sorry if that question seemed tactless.

Lorigia

Cataclistal wrote:Dinoium- "Law and Order Special Victims Unit"

Accurate.
*Knocks down Bobberino's door*
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xz4-aEGvqQM

Aerilia, Lorigia, and Cataclistal

Goodnight everyone.

*Submerges under the water*

Zazumo, Dinoium, Aerilia, Lorigia, and 2 othersEthnon, and Cataclistal

Hong kong empire wrote:Are you on the Discord?

Sorry if that question seemed tactless.

I am. I prefer rmb tho, because I’m discor you can’t tell who is who. At least you have you nations name here in rmb

Hong kong empire

Greater Saint-Paul wrote:I am. I prefer rmb tho, because I’m discor you can’t tell who is who. At least you have you nations name here in rmb

On the discord you are required to have your nation name in your nick.

Dinoium and Lorigia

Territorio di Nessuno wrote:Goodnight everyone.

*Submerges under the water*

Goodnight!
Zazumo let's raid the Gameside Advocate's lair now! >:)

Govornia

Hey guys! Just finished a five-page essay about a 1920s WWI story for my high school English class and I feel GREAT! Woo-hoo! *Hugs my cat almost to death*

Territorio di Nessuno, Mzeusia, and Lorigia

Territorio di Nessuno wrote:Goodnight everyone.

*Submerges under the water*

I only think this every time I see that message....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2s5jFFjncE

Territorio di Nessuno, Aerilia, Lorigia, and Govornia

Dinoium wrote:Accurate.
*Knocks down Bobberino's door*
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xz4-aEGvqQM

what do you want

Hong kong empire wrote:On the discord you are required to have your nation name in your nick.

But, but Dino is r/wooooosh or something. In my experience many don’t have nation nicks. Unless I’m in the wrong TNP server of course

Lotion Empire wrote:

The Guards in the city were spread wide in thin that night. Few were drunk, or a few weren't expecting any trouble that night, and were just busy playing games together, or chatting with each other. The captain was wide awake, however was focusing on.. Other matters, rather then guard duty. Within a few moments, a few of the sober guards heard a odd series of voices from the street corner. They were unable to actually hear what the voices were saying, however, as the voices became louder, and louder, they were able to hear a few sounds of - "....have all the power, all the blessings of the world.... And here is our battle cry... All the power to the people of labour! And away with all the parasites!" Within a few moments, as the voices continued, a few of the guards that weren't drunk quickly grabbed a rifle that they could find. Few of them had no magazine or ammunition, and a few even had beans stuck in the barrels.

When the captain finally saw what was approaching, he quickly sounded the alarm, and yelled, "I want a few men to handle that machine gun, and quickly!". Within a few moments, a few men yelled and fought for the gun, until one drunk private managed to win control of the gun. Within a few moments, the approaching revolutionaries managed to finally come from the street corner. They stopped moving for a moment. Within a few moments, the captain yelled, "Halt! By order of the Vozhd, You are under arrest! Drop your firearms, or face death itself!" The revolutionaries stayed silent for a moment, before a commissar - Which wore a warm great coat, with winter gloves came out of the crowd, and spoke towards the soldiers saying, "I have a question for all you soldiers. Including the Captain over there. Are you proud of your lowly jobs? Are you proud of how the Vozhd treats all of us, like we're part of his number game?" The captain, and the soldiers stood silently, with a few still aiming down the sights towards the army, or the commissar. "The Vozhd only cares about his government - not the people.. And may I say... Are you tired of how much your being paid for your services? I know how it feels. After actually doing some work, the only thing you can buy with what you got paid for is half a bread. Your families are starving - Your families are struggling to warm themselves. I say that you all should join us. You will get paid enough, to not only feed your families, but warm them." The soldiers hesitated for a moment. And a few even dropped their firearms, and ran towards the crowd. The captain stared down the revolutionaries, before slowly walking over to the crowd, and yelling to the soldiers to drop their firearms. He went towards the commissar, and simply said, "Sir... What is your name?" the commissar simply replied with, "Captain, I am Petrovkin Grigoryev." The captain quickly said, "Petrovkin, huh? Well, Petrovkin. Consider my guards, and me.. to be with your revolution." The commissar nodded, thanked him, and continued to go forward. One of the flag bearers, who was waving a red flag, quietly spoke to a soldier who joined the revolutionaries, and after a few moments of whispering, handed the red flag over to the soldiers, who began waving the red flag around happily.

Within a few moments, and even more guard troops being accepted into the revolutionaries, they finally reached the central hub of the city - With its capture, the city would fall to the August Party control, and the march to Mygrosk would begin. The captain guarding the central hub looked grim, and tired. He was utterly exhausted after trying to harshly train his guards. With the revolutionaries approaching slowly, few of the revolutionaries went into a few empty homes, and quickly stood near the windows that had a clear view of the central hub. As the revolutionaries managed to reach the central hub, and fanned around the area, the captain of the guard yelled towards his soldiers - "Men, I want you to defend this area to the last. I know they out number us, but we will need to defend the area until future reinforcements can arrive. These damn rebels probably dont even know how to handle their firearms!" The men quickly went behind some fortifications, as one of the men quickly ran over to an machine gun nest that was in the middle of the stair ways to the entrance hub. As the revolutionaries finally came closer, the captain yelled, "FIRE!" and soon, the sounds of the song - The Internationale was covered by gunfire, and the cement ground was quickly almost entirely by blood - Or Lotionese liquid, as waves of Revolutionaries were shot down by the soldiers and the MG nest. Petrovkin, and the captain he met at first, quickly jumped towards some cover, and hid behind it. The revolutionaries that were still alive did the same, with even a few jumping onto each other.
Few of the revolutionaries that hid in the houses attempted to fire into the enemy guards. Petrovkin remained still behind cover, and so did the captain. The captain quickly spat out - "Petrovkin.... I think I have an idea" The captain slowly pulled out a grenade, and handed it to Petrovkin. "...Don't miss. This is perhaps our only chance at being able to go past the MG." Petrovkin quickly nodded, and looked to see if he could run towards somewhere close to the area. After quickly scanning the area, he noticed an area that was entirely clear, and he could make it. Before he could realize it, he took his first step out of cover, and quickly begin running. Each second felt like a century, and he could feel his heart beating rapidly as he came closer and closer to a cover. He suddenly felt him touch something hard. He managed to finally make it. He took a few breaths, and quickly noticed something - The outside was now raining extremely hard. He handled the grenade for a moment, before tossing the grenade towards the MG nest, hoping it'd at least kill the Machine Gunner. He looked away as the grenade exited his hands, and went once again behind cover. He suddenly heard a explosion sound, and the sound of machine gun fire ended. The only sound that was heard at this point was just rain.... Petrovkin looked around his cover, and saw what was the machine gunner died. He stood there for a moment, and silently muttered, "Pust Bog pomiluyet etikh lyudey..."

The flag bearer and what remained of the revolutionaries continued forward - This time, Petrovkin was leading them. As the revolutionaries stormed the building, and as a few of the people and lotionese inside were ultimately confused as to what was going on, the flag bearer wasted no time. He ran towards the top of the building, as Petrovkin helped him move forward. Within a few moments Petrovkin quickly cut down the flag that was flying the flag of the Republic - The flag that caused the continued suffering of these workers, and the people. And with it, flew the red flag that would lead Yakuvony to its revolution. The revolutionaries, and the people and lotionese alike outside cheered as the flag of the republic fell, and the red flag flew.

The Tsar calmly ate slowly. He wore his fantastic dark military uniform stylized from uniforms from the early 1900s. In the dinner table, had his son, his supposed future heir - Which was female. His wife was long dead by then. As he placed his wooden spoon through the borsh, a Lotionese messenger rushed to him. Quickly, he said - "Royal Highness.. I have news, and as Malinkov hasnt arrived yet, I believe you should be the one to handle it quickly!" The Tsar stopped moving his wooden spoon, and stood up. Wielding a handkerchief, he quickly cleared off any bread crumbs or any food that might've gotten stuck in his beard. "Well? What is it?" he spoke valiantly. "Well you see.... There is a revolution in Pavlontsky. Revolutionaries were seen flying a red flag over the central hub of the city." The Tsar stood quiet for a few moments. Suddenly, he grabbed both his gloves, and simply said "Assemble what trusted forces we have, and send them into the courtyard. I have news to bring to them, and they surely will be happy about it". The Tsar turned around, quickly saying to his Heir, and his son - "Don't worry. I will return, after this is all over." And he suddenly walked out of the room.

The room was completely silent. The Tsar's Heir suddenly spoke to the Tsar's son. "...Shelomov, do you have any idea what happened to dad? Do you know why he left?" The son stood silent for a moment before saying, "He's.. Why do you ask?" The Heir stood silent for a moment before responding, "I see him talking to you multiple times. And whenever I ask him about it, he always clearly lies about it." Shelomov then says, "Fine, fine. He's going to grab what men he can, and try to restore the Tsardom... You of all people would know how much he talks about the Tsardom, and that the Tsardom was the true destined path for Yakuvony, Zhilova." Zhilova stood silent for a moment, before saying, "Then... Let us pray, while he's gone. Pray to god, that he returns home alive, healthy, and as a hero for the nation."

The Tsar wore his peaked cap, looking towards a large assembled army, who were wielding rifles and swords. Some flew the flag of the Imperial Standard. After a few moments, he stood up, and spoke with the most utmost confidence. "...Greetings. I am your Tsar, and I wish to inform you all today that will forever change the nation we live in, and the nation we're all proud of - Yakuvony... Earlier today. There was a revolution in one of our cities. The red flag of the revolutionaries flew, while the republic flag went down. I believe that at this point at time... It's clear now. The republic we follow doesn't work. It is time we leave the Republic, and return one nation that has been apart of Yakuvonian history. One nation that has saved us, the people and lotionese alike many times, and has served served us well. I am of course talking about... The Tsardom. We will leave this disgusting and nonfunctional republic, and begin our own nation - A nation to not only serve the people and lotionese, but a nation to restore something all the previous regimes been lacking. Restoring our pride. I, Bazhanov II, Tsar of Tsardom of Yakuvony declare that we will fight against the republic nation. And save the pride of our lotionese and people from damnation." Right after finishing, he spoke once again. "If anyone here wishes to leave, or disagrees with me, I implore you to step out." Almost immediately, no one moved an inch, and no one muttered a word. The Tsar nodded, then saying, "Good. Now, go men! Restore Yakuvonian glory once and for all! Bog s nami!" Within a moment, the men and lotionese yelled - "Bog s nami!" before charging out of the courtyard, and into the city, waving the flag of the new Tsardom of Yakuvony.

Bozhe, khrani tsarya!

Greater Saint-Paul wrote:But, but Dino is r/wooooosh or something. In my experience many don’t have nation nicks. Unless I’m in the wrong TNP server of course

Discord is not as good.

Mzeusia wrote:Discord is not as good.

Agreed

Mzeusia, Lorigia, and The Soviet States of Europe

Greater Saint-Paul wrote:I am. I prefer rmb tho, because I’m discor you can’t tell who is who. At least you have you nations name here in rmb

Hello!

Bobberino wrote:what do you want

Gimme your meme stash.

Aerilia, Lorigia, Far easter republic, and The Soviet States of Europe

Hong kong empire

Greater Saint-Paul wrote:But, but Dino is r/wooooosh or something. In my experience many don’t have nation nicks. Unless I’m in the wrong TNP server of course

I think that's the wrong server.

Lorigia

Territorio di Nessuno wrote:Goodnight everyone.

*Submerges under the water*

Gnite!

Govornia wrote:*Hugs my cat almost to death*

What do you think you're doing to your master, hooman? 'Tis an act of rebellion and war I say!

Zazumo, Territorio di Nessuno, Aerilia, Lorigia, and 2 othersGovornia, and Ethnon

Does my pretitle say it all? Like if yes do not if no.

Lorigia

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